Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 961 The Approaching Threat, Courtly Passions

However, unlike those brands in his former life, whose upgrades often focus on designs and are eventually superseded by newer releases, each upgrade of their attire would have a significant impact. Starting from the first attire, a simple dress with enchantments for flying, they could add protection, strength enhancement, and various other enhancements from the plants in the Garden.

This approach could further boost Paradise’s economy and development among its ordinary inhabitants.

High Prince Alden’s eyes widened after hearing Orion’s suggestion. “That’s brilliant!” he exclaimed.

Although he knew that a few problems would emerge with this development, such as isolating the inhabitants of Paradise in their own world, he was reassured that any negative consequences would be quickly quelled by the Key Leaders and warriors before they left a lasting significance.

“As for the profit from this production, I don’t want it. The fact that you’ve already helped the Pixie Kingdom acquire the Divine artefacts and were friends with Divine Apostle Oberon is enough repayment for whatever you ask us to do. Besides, we will benefit from this, as it will help the Pixies further integrate into Paradise and step out from their reclusive demeanours,” High Prince Alden responded, shaking his head in disagreement.

Orion furrowed his brows in thought before responding. “Alright, since you don’t want a part of it, we can do it this way…” he explained, outlining the contribution points system he had in mind.

This system would increase the motivation of individuals working outside of Paradise. Even though they were all working selflessly for the expansion of Paradise, he understood that they still had personal aspirations. With this system, they would not only be able to know who was doing their best and who was slacking off but also receive promotions and have the opportunity to return to Paradise as they wished.

They could use these points to request anything they wanted. Orion hadn’t mentioned it during his speech because he was still figuring out how it would function and its rules before letting others know about it and implementing it.

“I see. It’s like the Gardener’s Guild grading system but different,” High Prince Alden nodded thoughtfully, his expression pondering.

“I took inspiration from them,” Orion responded, nodding.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll gladly accept these contribution points and will wait until you implement them,” High Prince Alden responded with a smile, understanding that Orion’s suggestion was a perfect solution to further motivate those working outside Paradise.

He hadn’t even begun yet, and he could already feel excited about making his own requests.

Orion nodded, “Since that’s the case, I’ll inform you if I decide to implement the contribution points system. In the meantime, I know you already understand that I do not need this attire, so I’ll give it to my younger sister as she is very interested in the Pixie culture,” he responded.

With this, he could compensate Gina for her disappointment if anything went wrong during her awakening ceremony.

Afterwards, they began discussing other aspects of their lives, with Orion recounting everything that had transpired today. High Prince Alden listened with wide, curious eyes, engaged in the details.

At the end of their conversation, High Prince Alden informed Orion that if the contribution points system were implemented, he would only ask his wife to accompany him in the Sleeping Fox Runaway City.

Despite the protection from the Vylkr warriors, they were still venturing into an unknown territory. Orion could only agree to bring her once he had ensured everything was handled. He assured him of this, and they parted ways, with Orion heading to meet up with Isadora.

Orion sensed Queen Selene calling out to him, so he informed Isadora that he could return home and prepare for tomorrow while he visited Queen Selene. Afterwards, he planned to return home to spend quality time with his family.

…….

In a vast wasteland, Vylkr vines, ranging from one to three stars, perched on each of the surrounding mountains, down to their bases, and across the dead forest and valleys, stretching further than the eye could see into the distance, with not a single sign of life in sight.

The view was terrifying, capable of sending shivers down the spines of mortals foolish enough to wander outside their homes without protection or those whose fates had been sealed and were forced to observe as the encroaching Vylkr vines devoured their being until nothing remained.

Under the setting sun, a colossal silhouette effortlessly traversed the rough and barren wasteland. Its sleek and polished structure gleamed with a metallic lustre, catching the fading light in the sky. Its head was shaped like a streamlined dome with tower-like structures protruding from the top and a pointed beak-like extension at the front.

Its elongated neck arched gracefully down to its back, which was filled with multilayered buildings taller and more numerous than any other part of its body. As its towering and robust legs marched forward, crushing the Vylkr vines below it to bits and leaving deep impressions in the cracked earth, a low, rhythmic thrum reverberated through the air.

This was the Grade One Runaway City, known as The Trekking Flamingo!

In a room within one of the two tower-like structures on its head… 𝖋𝖗𝖜𝔟𝖓𝖔𝔳𝔩.𝔠𝖔𝔪

“We’re not in a rush. We want the Sleeping Fox Runaway City and the Wanderlust Travelling Runaway City to tire each other as much as possible, so when we arrive, we can easily secure the Divine Artefact without too much hassle and leave as soon as we arrive,” said a man with a rugged, robust humanoid physique and large, curved horns protruding from the sides of his head.

He had broad shoulders, thick limbs, and a sturdy build. Some of his body was covered in deep brown coarse fur with hints of grey hues. He was dressed in a mixed metal and leather armour, giving him a rugged and wild appearance.

Another guard of similar appearance stood beside him as they kept watch on the tower.

“I know, but it’s not as though the Sleeping Fox Runaway City and the Wanderlust Travelling Runaway City are powerful in the first place. I’m sure we don’t need to do much—simply ask them to hand over the Divine Artefact, and they would do so without hesitation since they are too weak to face us. I don’t see the need for us to go through such effort to trail behind him,” the other guard responded, his voice resonating gruffly.

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other guard responded, his voice resonating gruffly.

“I’m not sure either, but we have to be careful as this is a sensitive matter for our Runaway City,” the other guard responded, nodding in agreement.

The other guard sighed tiredly. They remained silent, not wanting their discussion to be overheard.

As night fell, its large eyes shone with dazzling arrays of light, piercing through the darkness and illuminating the emerging path before them. The creature continued its journey as though following a predetermined path forward.

……..

Third Border City

Royal Manor

As Orion arrived at the Royal Manor, a maid approached him as if awaiting his arrival and led him forward. Upon reaching a room, she bowed and opened the door, closing it gently behind him as he entered.

The room contained only two comfortable chairs positioned next to each other. It was accompanied by a wide table adorned with Kalna fruits and a selection of fermented wines from various fruit mixtures. Also, there was a neatly arranged king-sized bed with pristine white bedclothes and sheets.

Queen Selene sat in one of the chairs, quietly sipping wine from a transparent crystal glass as she focused on Orion.

Orion approached and took a seat in the chair opposite her. Before he could speak, Queen Selene swiftly moved from her seat, her slender left hand cupping his chin while her other hand pressed against the table.

Orion had observed her movements, but he knew she wouldn’t cause harm or even attempt to, so he saw no need to react.

Without uttering a word, Queen Selene leaned in and pressed her soft lips against Orion’s. As she parted his mouth with her tongue, she released the wine from her mouth into his, causing it to dribble down both of their chins and onto the chair and floor below.

Sensing the wine in her mouth was nearly depleted, she hiked up her gown, revealing her fair upper thigh, and climbed onto the chair. She positioned her two-layered, covered lower lips atop Orion’s noticeable bulge within his trousers.

Orion sensed the last drop of wine enter his mouth and immediately broke the kiss. “Hold on a second,” he said to Queen Selene, turning his head to the right wrist.

Concentrating, he commanded the Morphic puppet to take the shape of a bracelet on his hand. An inky black liquid object emerged from his arm, forming a small, simple, ink-black bracelet about 153 mm (6 inches) in size on his right wrist.

Queen Selene widened her eyes in surprise. “Is that the Vylkr artefact you retrieved with Stronghold Leader Zogar?” she asked, her tone curious as she sensed its aura.