Chapter 661 Blood Bonds And Business
661 Blood Bonds And Business
Reena, who would soon be the Village Chieftess, attended to gain leadership experience and rule over a territory. She had been lost in her thoughts since he arrived home; it seemed she had gained more than expected.
In short, the only ones interested in handling the charge of Orion's cities were Lyra, Derry, Vivian, Seraphina, Fiona, and Elysia. Lyra would handle the left-wing side of the First Border City, Vivian would manage the middle-wing side, and Derry would take care of the right-wing side. Seraphina would oversee the right-wing side of the Second Border City, Fiona the middle-wing side, and Elysia the left-wing side of the city.
Of course, aside from Seraphina and Fiona, Orion was still surprised that the women who had decided on this were Lyra, Derry, Vivian, and Elysia. Firstly, both Lyra and Derry were too naughty and playful, making it difficult to doubt anything they did, with Derry being much more subtle than Lyra. Meanwhile, Vivian's involvement was a real surprise, as she was the last person he expected to think about such things.
Lastly, Elysia, although he understood that she had the most experience among them considering her previous work, he had only expected her to take her time to rest and do whatever she wanted now that she had all the time to herself. Taking control of such a huge city territory was the last thing he had expected.
In fact, those he had expected to decide on such matters were Ursa, Merida, Ingrid, and Maya. However, even they weren't present.
As though they could understand what was going through Orion's mind, as he kept silent and mulled over the things they had told him, they began to speak individually.
"If I hadn't become as strong as I am currently, I wouldn't have had the confidence to consider such a decision, so you don't have to worry; this is something that I have thoroughly thought about," Vivian said with a confident smile.
"Same here. Besides, I am already accustomed to dealing with this type of work, and I don't think I can remain idle even if I wanted to, given this kind of opportunity before me," Elysia added with a deep exhale escaping her lips.
After listening to their words, Orion had no choice but to agree to their decisions.
"Okay, but I have only one condition," Orion said, "I don't want my women running back and forth around the city, so for convenience, each of you can have a building that will serve as an office near the manor. You'll have others below you who will deliver the information about whatever is going on in your part of the city. If there's anything that needs confirmation, you can verify it yourselves. This way, you'll deal with your work and not be far from home."
One by one, the women all agreed, recognizing it as a good idea that benefited them all.
"Okay, now everything is settled," Celeste said with a wide smile.
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BAM!! BAMM!!
Orion was stirred awake from his sleep by a loud banging on his door. He gently positioned the naked Reena towards the barely clothed Fiona and Vivian, who were still asleep alongside the others, each lying naked and tired on the sheets. After their discussion last night, they all decided to have a quick session before sleeping.
After several months, Greta, Seraphina, some of the Prismerions, and Village healers had worked together so that they could find a way to suppress his extreme fertility.
Of course, this would have been taboo for the Village since every child was a gift from Naka. However, considering that his condition was unique, his women had all readily agreed to it because, although they all wanted a big family, they wanted to experience Kushi for a very long time without worrying about getting pregnant.
After testing what they had come up with on several willing volunteers, they finally succeeded and came up with a herbal mix that was just as terrible as it looked, tasted, and smelled.
Regardless, even if he disliked drinking, it still worked well enough for him to go for several rounds like this without consistently making his wives worry about getting pregnant.
BAMM!! BAMM!!
"I'm coming!" Orion shouted as he pulled up his tulga. He pondered deeply about who was banging on his door at this time of the morning.
His women were already beginning to wake up one by one from the banging on the door.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," Orion assured them.
They all nodded and walked to their rooms to rest a little before taking care of the children.
Orion walked towards the door and pulled it slightly open.
"Who are you?" Orion asked with a frown as he looked at the two warriors before him.
With his reputation, people had to show him a certain level of respect, including having proper manners when knocking on his door.
The two warriors before him immediately bowed down apologetically.
"I'm sorry about the disturbance this early morning, Warrior Orion. However, the Chief has sent us because of the urgent matter that needs to be attended to immediately," one of the warriors said.
Orion gestured for the warriors to rise as he nodded seriously in understanding, "Is it about the bizarre Vylkr vine we found yesterday? Tell the Chief there's nothing to worry about. I've planned to meet him this morning along with Stronghold Leader Zogar and Stronghold Leader Seth so we can properly discuss it," Orion said, already guessing why they were here.
"No, it's not about that, Warrior Orion. It's about something else," the warrior responded.
Orion furrowed his brows in confusion. "What is it, then?" Orion asked curiously. If it isn't that, then why was the Village urgently calling for his presence?
He stared at the warriors, waiting for their response.
"The Chief urgently summoned you outside the Third Border City. From the information we've gathered, numerous boats are rapidly approaching downstream towards the city. The Rightward and Leftward Stronghold Leaders, Village Chief and other trustworthy individuals are already on their way there. He says to let you know that we may have unexpected visitors or a potential invasion."
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