Absolute Beast Dominion

But Elirin managed to hold out until Sylrael came to rescue her.

And after she arrived, the fight did not even last 1 minute before the men were sent back to the temple.

Sylrael immediately rushed toward Elirin, who was about to collapse from blood loss. The men had grievously injured her. They had even attempted to assault her, apparent from the torn clothes all over her body. She had only managed to hold on because the other elves who escaped kept helping from a distance.

Sylrael immediately healed her and checked for any serious injuries. Thankfully, everything had already healed.

---

Back at the temple, the bald man crashed onto the floor.

"That bitch! I almost had her!"

He immediately turned toward the lean man.

"You planted the tracker?"

"Yes!" the lean man replied enthusiastically even though a deep hole through his stomach was slowly getting healed.

"Good. Our territory leader would surely like compensation from their master. Keke, after all, his slaves dared to hurt us and damage his precious treasure."

"B-but boss, who was that last attacker? I couldn't see it."

"Hmph! Must be the master himself. Attacking us from the shadows. Our territory leader will easily beat that weak-ass archer."

"Hahaha, boss. No archer is strong. Our territory leader once killed a Pseudo 4-star beast alone. Even leaders from nearby territories respect him. Seeing how pure those elves' bodies looked, I am damn sure the master is a girl. No man can hold himself back from destroying such sexy bodies. Even our leader would immediately agree to have a good time."

"Hahaha, boss. No archer is strong. Our territory leader once killed a Pseudo 4-star beast alone. Even leaders from nearby territories respect him. Seeing how pure those elves' bodies looked, I am damn sure the master is a girl. No man can hold himself back from destroying such sexy bodies. Even our leader would immediately agree to have a good time."

Hearing the wild discussion, the lean man joined in.

"It's been a long time since we exploited an all-female territory. We can easily demand several million AC for our injuries and the destroyed natural treasure. And if the master can't pay, then they pay with their bodies!"

The bald man grinned and took out a damaged plant from his ring.

"See? The Ghost Orchid."

The healers tending to their wounds widened their eyes.

"Damn! That's a Ghost Orchid! Even a Blue-tier is worth over 50 Million!"

The bald man seized upon their surprise.

"And this one was Low Yellow Tier! It could revive a Low 5-star beast into a spirit. Such a treasure was ruined because of those slaves. Don't we have the right to seek compensation?"

The healer nodded without hesitation.

"Absolutely! I would make them slaves for generations over this!"

The bald man burst into laughter.

"Kekeke, exactly! Their master won't be able to afford it. And when she can't pay..."

His grin widened.

"Then she becomes a slave too."

In reality, the Ghost Orchid was only Peak Blue rank, capable of reviving beasts up to Peak 3-star. And their territory leader had already used it long ago to tame the resentful spirit beast it produced. Since it was a single-use treasure, it had become nothing more than an ordinary plant afterward.

The only difference between a used and an unused Ghost Orchid was the ghostly glow around it. But if an unused orchid was badly damaged, the glow disappeared and it became almost indistinguishable from a used one.

So they had deliberately damaged the used plant and now planned to frame others with it.

The healer was left dumbfounded when he heard the treasure rank.

"What the fuck! Low Yellow-tier?! I would demand the assailant's mother, wives, sisters, and even future daughters to be my slaves if that happened to me!"

The bald man's confidence soared.

"Kekeke, with this, even if their master kneels and cries, she won't escape. I wonder if she's pretty."

"Hahaha! Boss, leave some for us!"

The group burst into laughter.

---

Back in the jungle, Sylrael had already noticed the tracker. It was an almost transparent jade slip stuck to Elirin's back.

Seeing that, Sylrael smiled.

"Elirin, do you want to settle the score?"

Elirin wiped the dried blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Yes! I cannot leave that bald dick after getting beaten so much!"

"Good. Be ready then. Sister Lily will be back today, and after that, we won't need to worry about holding back."

"And yes, good job holding on until I arrived."

Elirin nodded.

"It was thanks to the others..." She couldn't imagine what would have happened to her if the other elves hadn't provided cover from a distance.

She hadn't felt such suppression since Leo and Lily invaded their secret realm.

"Remember, the world is not kind. And having an attractive figure only makes things more difficult for us. It was a blessing from the Mother that Lord Leo and Sister Lily were the first strong opponents we faced. And ultimately, coming under them, things will not always be the same. We need to grow strong so that we can protect ourselves and be worthy of receiving protection from Lord Leo."

Elirin nodded. She also noticed how much Sylrael respected Leo and Lily. Her previous words about it being a curse from Mother Nature to encounter Leo and Lily in the secret realm had turned into a blessing.

But even if Sylrael respected them, Elirin would forever be afraid of Lily.

Just the thought of offending her was enough to send her spiraling into fear. She would never forget the brutal torture she had received from Lily without even a change in expression. Even being around Lily was enough to make her feet go weak.

At least now I am on her side... right? Elirin thought.

But she had seen Lily's obsession with Leo. And she could never shake off the feeling that if her presence ever threatened Lily's exclusive right over Leo, that torture would come knocking at her door once again.

And she wasn't alone in that thought; all the other elves knew it.

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Ember Family Secret Realm...

"What the hell?" Leo muttered when he saw a row of wyverns, numbering in the hundreds, standing in a line before them. Leading them were 5 female wyverns, and ahead of them stood a single large wyvern.

One would expect an air of superiority and a certain haughtiness from these draconic beings.

But right now, the leader wyvern was swallowing his saliva in fear at Zerathra's presence. She stood before him with calm grace, staring straight into his eyes without blinking.