Chapter 60: Cynthia’s Cause *

"So are the guests finished?" The coach asked awkwardly, looking at the heat emitting from this small window. He couldn’t see their faces, but the way the young man was squeezing the woman’s ass, he knew the young man might have an amazing release.

This also made him aroused; his breathing quickened. Fortunately, he had parked the carriage in a secluded alleyway, or many eyes would have been drawn.

"Give us some more time; I am fertilizing my wife. But don’t worry, I will pay you extra for this." Leon smirked, raising Cynthia’s ass up and down slowly. Resulting in moans escaping from her mouth.

Instead of being shy, Cynthia felt proud of being showcased for how much his man loved her and even talking about fertilizing openly.

"Sure... Sure... As you wish..." The coach stuttered before quickly shutting the window. He closed his eyes and began stroking his average cock. He has to calm down his emotions.

"Husband, you’re so naughty~" Cynthia pouted as she bounced on Leon’s cock, shaking the carriage.

Suddenly, Leon stood up, grabbing Cynthia’s large ass. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

Leon had Cynthia’s back slammed against the small window the coach just opened and started pounding her wildly. "What can I do? I scored such a slutty orc wife."

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"Okay, I am leaving for work. See you tonight." Leon waved his hand at his wives and left for work. He had already taken his leave of the month, so this spare time was given to him as the advantage of his brother-in-law.

They waved their hands too and bid farewell with a smile.

As soon as Leon’s silhouette disappeared, Elara spoke with a stern voice. "Come inside. We need to talk."

Cynthia nodded her head as it was directed to her. She followed in with Nyxia behind.

Sitting in the bedroom, Elara asked. "Now tell me what your goal is?"

Because they didn’t have free time in the morning, and last night, she wasn’t able to talk to her new colleague properly.

Meanwhile, Nyxia stood beside, wanting to maintain peace here. Nyxia had already finished her share of thought yesterday. The conclusion she came to in the end was—Cynthia’s goal was too ambitious and weird.

Cynthia sat in a chair with her legs crossed, answering Elara with a smile. "My goal? It is the same as yours. Wanting to be a wife of such a strong young man at our age?

"Is it only that? If that was your goal, why didn’t you choose a man of your race? I don’t think there is a shortage of men in your race that you need to pick one from your enemy race. " Elara didn’t bite. Cynthia’s answer so easily. There should be a bigger reason to marry a man of your enemy race.

Cynthia kept her smile and said. "Now, you are asking the correct question. It is because of the man of our race that I married Leon. I do not want to mingle with them and see them get destroyed. They don’t deserve to be alive."

"They are the biggest scum of this world!" Cynthia’s face contorted into anger as the images of the men of the orc race flashed in her mind.

Elara became dumbfounded. She had thought of all kinds of reasons but not the one that wanted to kill their own race, especially their man. She imagined if she could betray her race; however, no matter what she thought, the thought of betrayal never flashed in her mind.

So, Elara’s inner hatred disappeared and was replaced with curiosity. She asked. "What did the men of your race do to you?"

Nyxia, standing by the side, shook her head helplessly. She too asked this same question. It left her saddened and enraged.

Cynthia calmed down her emotions and retold her past. "It all began when I was still young. My father was an aspiring warrior who wanted the position of a general. It led to a duel between them, and the result was the general’s victory. So as trophies, my father gave away his daughters and half of his women to the general—my mother being also one of them. From then on I became the general’s concubine from a young age, suffering all kinds of humiliation. As for my father, he forgot about us completely. What can we do? That is just the culture of the orcs."

She continued, a hint of hatred in her voice. "I endured all of this, no matter how much it broke me. However, it all changed when my mother suffered a miscarriage from the ploy of other members in the harem. The general thought she was a bad omen to his lineage, so he killed her right there, in front of everyone’s eyes, my eyes."

Elara was astounded to hear till now. She never imagined it was so hard for women of this race; if she were in Cynthia’s place, she would have committed suicide to end this suffering. For the first time, she thanked her fate for having her born as a human.

"So, I secretly escaped the household one day and joined the military in another stronghold to live properly. Then at that moment, the high elders presented a massive plan to gravely damage the humans’ vitality. I was also deployed and had to disguise myself as an inn manager. For more than 40 years, I have been living among you as a human."

"Because of this, I understood and learned how women are treated in your society. I began to envy you deeply and resent the orcs, especially the men even more."

"This resentment broke through when the guardian of the underground we were watching gave orders to nurse all the Holy Children under his control. It was because I have yet to give birth, so my lactation was great to feed the newborns. There were other women too in this underground base, but they are being used as breeding machines to grow an army. Also, any partner I want to find gets killed by the guardian. As for humans, we were warned to make less contact with them."