Chapter 331: The Consequences of a Battle Between Great Powers

The Empress stood proudly, her human upper body upright and her tail coiled around her, despite the obvious injuries. She had been coughing earlier but now remained serene, Kai assumed with pure willpower. When Omilaena walked up to her, the lamia looked down with grim eyes.

"Empress Kormoullia, isn't that right?" Omilaena smiled and ambled closer, enjoying her advantage. "I confess, I didn't expect that we'd been hired to protect someone so important. How brave and selfless of you, taking the place of one of your princesses."

"Do not mock me, human." Empress Kormoullia drew back further. "We may not have given you all the information, but we didn't treat falsely with you."

Was the Empress actually anxious? Kai had a hard time believing that they could threaten one of the four great powers of Rosemount, but in her current state she might be vulnerable. She had some sort of elaborate shroud, but when she was overcome by another coughing fit, Kai caught a glimpse of her soul.

Name: Empress Kormoullia

Total Power: 1769

Scarmiglione's Pillar: Level 11 (275)

Lamia Essence: 586 (586)

Physique Level: A-1 (808)

Soul Level: 10 (100)

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With 1769 Power she was one of the strongest people he'd seen, yet he still sensed a hint of weakness. Unlike Matiavel and Windlord, she didn't possess a single ability of overwhelming strength, instead depending on Lamia Essence and Physique combined. That last was particularly disappointing: her rank was A-1, yet it only granted her 808 Power. That was more than his entire soul, yes... but shouldn't it have been more?

"Relax, Empress." Omilaena stepped back and spoke marginally more respectfully. "We agreed because we want to help, but we can help more if you're honest with us."

"You did volunteer without any payment." Empress Kormoullia drew back into a more settled position and spoke in a regal voice. "I fear the rumors are true. Matiavel and I met regarding the conflict in the north, but he was more duplicitous than I'd believed. He'd hoped to kill me in an instant, like he killed all his other opponents, but he failed."

She gestured to the burns across her body, which looked even worse up close. Kai presumed that the conflict had gone like the elites predicted: Matiavel used his destructive phase, Kormoullia used her defensive phase, and the result was a severe injury instead of instant death. Most people on the continent wouldn't understand that, though, since they only knew these as god abilities.

"I dealt him a serious injury too, but the greater blow is to his reputation." Empress Kormoullia shook her massive head slowly. "Neither of us can acknowledge the battle because it would mean that we failed. Matiavel left demons behind, hoping that they could finish me off, then he could claim that he killed me. I'm remaining hidden while I recover, then I can reveal I survived his attack."

"So this was about positioning," Omilaena said. "You use unknown outsiders to fix your problem, send them off under false pretenses, and... claim to have won yourself, I assume?"

"You assume correctly. Note that we dealt fairly with you: you would have been rewarded and sent on to the elves. The fact that you learned the truth does not need to interfere with our deal... I sincerely hope that you do not intend to attempt to blackmail me."

Zae Zin Nim frowned as though she had been considering exactly that, but Omilaena waved the idea away with one hand and laughed. "Please! Your gratitude is worth more to us than a little petty blackmail. What can we do to help your ruse?"

While Kai prepared the bodies of the guards who had given their lives for their Empress, Zae Zin Nim gathered the demonic arts users and Omilaena injected the demoness corpse with something to make the poison less obvious. Apparently the plan was for Kormoullia to use some sort of illusion to hide her injury and return to the city having personally defeated the demonic invaders. Omilaena offered her an injection that would make her look more revitalized and was firmly refused.

Letting the Empress take credit didn't bother Kai at all - that was just politics. He was more interested in the fact that they had now killed two of the true demons in the Commonwealth. Matiavel had arrived with thirty demons and he'd lost several in the battle in Traeton, but Kai and his allies were actually one of the major threats undermining his forces.

Or maybe not: Matiavel the Destroyer intended to stand completely alone based on his own power. The others were just tools to secure a supreme position.

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When they'd promised a feast for the Savage Heart, they hadn't been kidding. Kai had wondered what kind of feast took an entire day until they set him down in front of a massive table filled with more meat than he'd ever seen in one place. Several dishes were arranged around the heads of massive creatures, but all the finer cuts he couldn't even identify.

There were no other chairs, so apparently he was eating alone. That felt a little lonely, but the women had their own work to do, so Kai tucked in. Instead he focused on the sacred beast meat... it was definitely full of chakra, but he couldn't absorb any deeper essence. Then again, how likely was it that his hunger could extract anything from meat that had been so thoroughly prepared?

The meal was both powerful and delicious, but he didn't have much time to enjoy it. A lamia serving woman slithered in to replace one finished dish and shot him a smile that he thought was flirtatious. Several women of multiple species entered and began playing harp-like instruments, while a human woman stepped behind him and began massaging his shoulders.

"No one else can know what you did," she whispered into his ear, "but we know you've done a great service to our Empress. The Coiled Empire thanks you."

"Uh... you're welcome." Kai kept eating and tried not to squirm at the skillful fingers kneading his back. It definitely felt like she was using some sort of chakra to relax him.

"Mm, so tense. The chosen of the Empress have noted that you're much stronger than you appear at first glance. We've always dismissed the Savage Creed as a lesser ability, but you show its true potential. If you're willing to remain and teach some of our own warriors, you'd be well-rewarded."

"You're trying to recruit me?"

"It would be a better life... and a challenging life." The masseuse's fingers dug deeper, massaging away the aches from his injuries. "I can tell that wealth and luxury don't move you, though you'd have them here. If you serve the Empress, you'd have all the power you want to see just how far you can grow. There are a number of the royal guards who want a shot at sparring with you."

Kai continued eating, simultaneously comfortable and uncomfortable. He was tensing up under the woman's obvious appeal and she was skilled enough to soothe away that tension. Unfortunately, he couldn't deny that he was responding to the touch.

"It's your decision, of course. There's no need to decide soon." She leaned closer to him, brushing against his back as she breathed over his shoulder. "But as a little taste... everyone here is here for you. Coils, legs, or both... it's your choice."

Immediately a vision leapt into his mind, but Kai recoiled from it. Too close to the loveless encounters he still remembered. And though all the women in the room were attractive, he hated the idea of them being thrown at him like rewards. They'd all pretend to care, and parts of him were stupid enough to be fooled, but in his heart he'd always know it was fake.

The masseuse recognized his reaction and eased off, leaving him to eat in peace. Her offer made it very hard for Kai to enjoy the meal or the music, though.

How much had he eaten? His stomach felt completely bottomless even though he'd eaten just fine on the ocean voyage and during the ambush preparations. Maybe he was eating to try to fill a hunger that couldn't be sated... or to distract himself from a different sort of hunger.

When the doors to the chamber opened Kai saw a beautiful elf and winced instinctively. Of course they were throwing more options at him. She was certainly good-looking, with classical elven features except for... a face lined with long silver scars?

"Ceryyn." Kai stood up abruptly, scaring one of the serving lamias. "Thank fuck it's you."

"Uh, I'm glad to see you too." Ceryyn seemed a bit baffled at his reaction and completely oblivious to the atmosphere in the room. As she moved closer to him, he realized how anxious she was. "I came as soon as they told us, and I wish I'd known sooner."

"What's wrong?"

"That depends. If you want to come back to the Wilds and receive your rewards from the Primal Loom, we'll give you everything you're owed. But if you're willing to help us... we need it. Things are so much more complex than you know."