Chapter 681 Persuasive Wives
"Four-eared elves? Was the caravan the invasion that made you leave home early this morning?" Greta asked curiously, her brow raised inquisitively.
She had been working throughout the night, so she was only made aware of the incident by Seraphina when she arrived this morning. Though she had been concerned for her husband's safety due to the invasion, she had only managed to calm down after reminding herself of his strength and the security of their new home.
However, learning that the invaders were the four-eared elves piqued her curiosity.
Seraphina listened intently with a curious expression, awaiting Orion's response. Having only read about other races from the 'Ancient Codex' and having encountered only humans, the original inhabitants of this world, along with the tree nymphs and the Guardians of the Garden – the pixies, she was particularly intrigued by the four-eared elves. Learning that they visited the Village yearly for trade had only heightened her curiosity.
"Yes, but it wasn't an invasion..." Orion responded, his arms encircling Greta's waist as he calmly recounted the events that unfolded from the moment he left home to the occurrences in the training ground.
As he concluded his explanation, Seraphina and Greta stared at him, dumbfounded and shocked.
"Are you saying all of that happened today?" Greta asked, her voice tinged with disbelief as she leaned against Orion's frame, eyes fixed on him.
Orion nodded in affirmation.
"And are the gods' chosen currently in the city?" Seraphina's eyes widened with disbelief as she asked Orion, her expression intense.
Observing Seraphina's excited yet incredulous expression, Orion couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he nodded in response.
He could anticipate what was going on in her mind.
Excitement surged through Seraphina as she rushed beside Orion, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Can you take me to them now?" Seraphina asked eagerly.
With this in mind, she also helped ensure that Orion agreed.
Feeling Orion's hardened penis through their tulga pressing against her ample buttocks, Greta slowly shifted her waist up and down, grinding her protruding buttocks on top of her husband's bulge.
Within a few minutes, Orion's shaft throbbed.
"Alright... Alright... You both win! However, don't hold your expectations too high because there's no guarantee that they will even entertain or agree to my request," Orion responded, breaking the kiss and proceeding to pinch Greta's thighs lightly.
"I'm satisfied with whatever results as long as you speak with them," Seraphina said, leaning in to lightly seal her lips against Orion's again before pulling back and shifting her attention towards Greta.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"No problem," Greta responded, whispering with a smile.
With this, she was sure that her relationship with Seraphina had grown closer and stronger.
Orion, however, was already contemplating how to approach Patriarch Rylan and the gods' chosen to explain the matter to them.
But he inwardly sighed and shook his head tiredly, feeling a headache stirring at the back of his skull. 'I'll think about it later,' Orion thought.
Retracting his arms from Greta's waist, Orion focused on examining the potential four-star Vylkr vine with a plan forming in his mind, which was why he had waited behind.
"Can you bring the cylinder down again? There's something I'd like to try out," Orion asked, his eyes fixed on Seraphina.
Although Seraphina seemed slightly puzzled about Orion's intentions, she nodded in response. Turning around, she walked towards the furnace and lowered the heat before gently grabbing the potential four-star Vylkr vine in a tightly sealed container that she hadn't experimented or tested with yet. Bringing the container back, she placed it on the table before Orion.