CH 32.1

Chapter 32. The most popular bar in the Lycant Capital

Hours had passed since the chaos in the palace.

“For the love I feel for him, let him stay here with us.”

With these words from the princess named Silviana, the turmoil ceased. However, Bash was still resented by the Beastmen royalty, and it was time to leave.

As he was told before he left, the place he was at was the Lycant Royal Palace. Apparently, it was the place where the wedding of the third princess, Inuella, was being held. Nobles and royalty from all over the world gathered there, and banquets were held almost every day.

Why did Errol take Bash there, and why was he allowed in at all, just because of the man’s “face”? No one questioned it. Because only two people, Bash and Zell, knew that Errol had taken them there. Orcs and fairies were not the type to sweat over details.

Instead, Bash was both grateful and impressed. He dressed like the magazine said, went to the place like the magazine said, and charmed the most exquisite woman like the magazine said. Silviana River, the fifth princess of the Beastmen Nation. She was a beautiful woman with a human appearance, and she told Bash that she had fallen in love with him at first sight, pressing her ample breasts against his arms. As she escorted him out of the palace, she put her mouth close to his ear and said in a tone that would melt your heart just listening:

“We must meet again.”

And she kissed Bash on the cheek. This brazen act was enough to raise his hopes. This exquisite Beastwoman wants to have a love affair with me, he thought. Thanks to her, the mini Bash was now very excited to have finally found an opportunity. It was no exaggeration to say that he was already counting the days to make this magnificent Beastwoman his wife.

Had the search for a wife ever gone so well? No, he couldn’t remember anything like it. It wasn’t that easy with humans, nor with elves, nor with dwarves. It was all thanks to Errol, who had provided him with the magazine and taken him there. He was going to have some problems, but looking at the results, he would say they were minor.

“Errol. We have him to thank for this.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I never thought you’d get this close to the Beastmen Princess…”

Bash was at the bar he had originally planned to go to. There, he was drinking and celebrating today’s success.

“I can’t thank him enough. I had heard that humans were good at gathering information and planning operations, but I hadn’t expected them to be this good.”

“I may have misunderstood the human race a bit. I thought they were an intelligent race, but I didn’t know there were people who could go to such lengths to help others…”

They both praised Errol. In their minds, the masked man had been deified and was about to be elevated to an object of faith.

Now, in the bar, there were several Beastmen who looked like Bash. They were all drinking red fruit wine. It was as if they were saying that this was a sign that they were ready to be chosen.

In fact, there were Beastwomen sitting next to some of the Beastmen, talking. Some of them were like this before Bash arrived, and some of the women approached the men who were drinking alone after Bash arrived. It was just as the magazine had described.

Bash, however, had no intention of going girl hunting. After all, he had just met the best of the Beastwomen. Because of the Beastmen’s polygamous system, it was not acceptable for one man to pursue a large number of women. Like the elves, it would be best to limit the number of wives to one. As for whether it would be a good idea for the Orcs’ pride to settle for only one woman as a concubine, Bash hadn’t given it much thought.

“She said you had to meet again, but when?”

“It would be soon.”

Orcs did not lie, and they did not use subterfuge. Of course, they did not know the meaning of social courtesy. Therefore, he took the words “We must meet again” literally.

“However, one can never be too careful. Like the magazine said, you have to be careful!”

“I know. I’ll check the magazine again when we get back to the inn.”

“Yes!”

The magazine also described what to do if you decided to go out with someone. It called it the Beastmen’s Winning Attraction Technique, and carefully described the mating process. Bash wanted to follow this process. It was impossible for there to be any mistake in what was written in the magazine.

Bash took a sip of his fruit wine. He swirled it in his glass, sniffed it, and sipped it. It was not the bold Orc way to drink, but it was a winning gesture he had read about in the magazine, so he practiced it.

Then some time passed. It was a quiet time. No one tried to talk to Bash, and Bash talked to no one. He and Zell talked about old times and drank slowly. Or maybe one of the Beastmen warriors overheard Bash and Zell’s conversation and wanted to talk too, but this was a bar for meeting people. It wasn’t a place for men to talk to men, so they seemed to keep to themselves.

“Oh my?”

Zell had just finished her third glass of fruit wine and was about to start a duel with a peanut snack for her almond lover when she heard a voice from behind the bar.

“…?” Bash turned to see a beautiful woman. She was dressed in an unfashionable, oversized, dark brown robe, and her face was hidden by a hood and a mask that covered her eyes. The only part of her face that was slightly exposed were her eyes. They were soft and captivating, her eyebrows thin and well shaped, and her skin white. Her mouth was covered by a mask and her hair was tucked into the hood. Even through her robe, one could see that her breasts and buttocks had feminine curves, but that was all.