Village Head's Debauchery - Chapter 1112: Mind Games And Pressure, The Shocking Discovery

They turned toward Orion and the others, attempting to speak, but quickly closed their mouths, remembering the man’s words. Since they had been granted the chance to live, they needed to seize the opportunity and act quickly.

First, they needed to exchange the information they had learned about the sudden alliance between the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise, Sleeping Fox, and Trekking Flamingo Runaway Cities, as well as the unknown force called Paradise, which even Commander Sy’ra seemed to respect. They would then escape the Dreyal Mountain Range as fast as possible to avoid reencountering them.

Sy’ra exited the cell to inform the other gods’ chosens, who were patrolling outside to carry out the Supreme Leader’s commands.

“I always thought you were influenced by your new mistress, but it appears I was wrong. You and she are truly similar in many ways. See you later, Lord Lalos, my beloved brother. I will definitely miss you,” Iyalis said, bowing slightly toward Lalos and his mistress. Her tone was firm, her expression filled with hatred.

She flinched slightly, glancing at Orion and the others before swiftly exiting the room, guided by the gods’ chosens stationed outside.

“Supreme Leader, is letting them go really a good idea? I don’t think it’s okay for them to leave like that. What if they alert the other Stowaways and plot another ambush?” Sy’ra asked.

Supreme Leader? They felt their ears itch at her statement.

“What they do doesn’t matter because we’re going to meet them,” Orion replied, turning his attention toward the suspended Lalos and his mistress. “We are going to war with every Stowaway and Runaway city and reclaim every inch of this territory to prevent something like this from happening again. So they should prepare with everything they have and accept their defeat when they lose.”

There are enemies you hunt with strategy and those you crush without a second glance. The Stowaways were the latter. They needed to be dealt with immediately, and gathering them together seemed the best and easiest option.

A look of realisation crossed Sy’ra’s expression, and she nodded in response. ‘As expected, he has a reason for releasing them,’ Sy’ra thought. She became curious about the slave seal he had cast on the prisoners.

“What do you plan on doing with them?” Sy’ra asked, shifting her focus toward the two suspended prisoners.

However, upon hearing her words, Lalos and his mistress felt fear emerge within their hearts. They realised the unknown man was genuinely intent on keeping his word, but something much worse was approaching them. Regardless, they were unable to do anything in their current dilemma.

Their bodies tensed as they awaited the man’s response.

“They have already lost their freedom, so let them remain here until they can pledge their servitude to Paradise. Then we can reconsider their worth,” Orion responded. He released their lips, seeing that they were waiting to speak.

“I surrender! I will pledge my servitude to Paradise!” Lalos shouted anxiously.

“I’m also willing to pledge my allegiance to Paradise. Please spare my life!” the woman also shouted anxiously.

Realising that the Supreme Leader was willing to fulfil his promise and that the alliance would soon face a foreseeable war, they decided to seize the opportunity before them rather than spend the rest of their lives rotting within this cell.

Without saying a word, Orion touched their foreheads and sifted through their minds individually. After he was done, he opened his eyes, a strange glint flashing within them. His gaze cleared soon after.

‘So that’s how it is,’ Orion thought.

After examining the leader of the Stone Fang Stowaway, and the closest individuals next to him, he now had a firm perspective on the enemies they were up against.

They could easily be handled by the combined forces of the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise and Trekking Flamingo Runaway Cities. However, with the help of a few of Paradise’s warriors, sending only the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City would suffice.

It would serve as a way to test their growth after receiving Paradise’s resources and support.

Once captured, they would help gather information about the outside, assisting Paradise in capturing more forces to expand their strength. He doubted it would be difficult for them to surrender with Aurora’s plan to create a border without Vylkr vines.

For individuals who had been abandoned, fled, defected from their Runaway Cities, and born in such conditions, wasn’t that the ideal land they dreamed of residing in?”

From Lalos’s and the others’ memories he had accessed previously, Orion knew that he wasn’t far off from the truth. Releasing them from the grasp of the One-Winged Sky Art, Orion observed as they both fell to the ground with a thud.

“Your body and soul now belong to Paradise. You will work and toil for its betterment. In the meantime, you’ll provide Commander Sy’ra with every piece of information you know about the Dreyal Mountain Range Conference and the alliance backed by the Grade One Runaway Cities,” Orion said, his tone commanding.

A chill spread through their bodies, and they realised their dizziness was the Supreme Leader peering into their mind. They felt a slight sting in their minds at the thought of escaping, and with their bodies still unresponsive, they became aware of where his confidence stemmed from.

With such a powerful technique, all one needed to do was capture any higher person of their enemy and use this technique to bring them under control and know what the opposing forces were planning. Perhaps this was how Paradise had gained control over Commander Sy’ra and the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City.

Feeling their bodies suddenly respond, they quickly got back on their feet and bowed forward, saying, “Thank you, Supreme Leader.”

Orion nodded nonchalantly before refocusing on Sy’ra. “Find them a room to stay in for now and arrange for someone to monitor them. I will send my plans for the war later.”

“Okay, Supreme Leader,” Sy’ra replied, her expression serious.

Orion turned and exited the door with Zogar and Iris beside him. They left the cell to observe the gods’ chosens and the leaders of the Stone Fang Stowaway being transported back to their

Stowaway.

“What’s going on? Where are the Vylkr vines?” Iyalis asked, her tone shocked as she looked around at the vast, rough plain below her stretching far into the distance.

Typically, there would be Vylkr vines slithering around and trying to grasp the Runaway City before being crushed underneath.

However, there were none in sight. Iyalis couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Did the Vylkr vines turn invisible?

Even the other gods’ chosens and leaders felt the same way, their eyes scanning the surroundings with shock and disbelief.

“The Vylkr vines have been cleared by one of Paradise’s divine beings. Her name is not something you are qualified to know,” replied a Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City god’s chosens, a female orc, standing near the bridge connecting to the Stone Fang Stowaway, guiding them across. Her tone was filled with reverence.

BAM!! BAM!!

Upon hearing this, several gods’ chosens and leaders, including Iyalis, almost stumbled over their own feet. Others collapsed on the bridge, causing it to tilt from side to side.

The Vylkr vines were cleared by a divine being… one of Paradise’s divine beings! “It’s… It’s a lie–you’re messing with us. Haah… this is an illusion. I knew they weren’t just going to set us free like that,” one of the younger leaders of the Stone Fang Stowaway, said with a depressing chuckle.

Hearing his statement, Iyalis and a few others nearby were shaken back to reality. However, their expressions suddenly turned pale as they realised that one of their own was doubting the words of the leaders of an unknown opposing force while they were still in the Runaway City

of another opposing force.

Iyalis hurried to close his mouth before he could utter another word, fearing the retaliation of the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway gods’ chosens. But contrary to her expectations, they roared with laughter.

“Why would we lie to you when we don’t gain anything? If the orders were given, any of our team would be enough to eradicate your measly Stowaway,” one of the gods’ chosen, an incubus, responded, clicking his tongue in annoyance. “You Stowaways really think too highly

of yourselves.”

This time, Iyalis and the others nearby, who were listening intently to the conversation, remained rooted in their positions, their expressions morphing into utter disbelief at the

situation at hand.

The young leader who had spoken stepped back, seeing the fierce glare of the gods’ chosens

directed at him.

It wasn’t false! A divine being was indeed within this unknown force called Paradise!

Iyalis gulped. Though still doubtful, her mind raced, trying to make sense of this sudden revelation while thinking about their current situation.

If there was genuinely a divine being within Paradise, then why leave? Iyalis thought. Remembering that despite having engraved a slave mark on her, Paradise had kept their word and granted them freedom made her see them in a positive light.

If they could find a way to stay, even if it meant serving under Paradise, wouldn’t that mean they would also be under the protection of a divine being?