Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem-Chapter 578: Beastkin Resistance

Sensing the opportunity to once again place her two feet on solid ground, BunBun resumed her desperate escape attempts, eliciting a tired sigh from the man holding her with one arm. "You lack survival instincts…"

He raised his free hand and hit her in the back of her head just strong enough to cause the girls to see stars and lose the power to resist. "Ack!"

The next few minutes became blurry in BunBun’s mind as a result of his cruel actions, but what she did remember was that he summoned multiple shields around himself of different elemental energies to brace against his impact with Thalorind.

He hugged her close to his chest, and BunBun couldn’t help but feel like she was going to easily survive if the firm muscles of this strange man surrounded her protectively like this. Her already malfunctioning brain thus melted in his arms, leaving her fate up to him.

As far as she was concerned, she’d already fought hard enough to preserve her life; it was time to take a rest.

Bang!

An ear-splitting bang marked the completion of their descent when the rock they were traveling on impacted Thalorind.

BunBun heard him gritting his teeth as extreme pain could be heard from his grunts, but as far as she was concerned, she was currently busy coming apart in his arms. She barely felt any discomfort at all.

Thanks to the multiple shields conjured by the man, they survived, barely.

"Pfew…" The man sighed with exhaustion before producing two ropes and tying them around her legs and arms, restricting her movements, after which he hauled her over his shoulder like a potato sack and began walking back where they came from.

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- PoV: Quinlan -

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I almost lost my life trying to save this retarded rabbit. I’m still in shock at what a maneuver surviving that chase required for me to pull off. All of my body parts are crying from the strain I placed them under right after chasing this girl in the skies for multiple minutes.

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If there was one thing BunBun deserved praise for, that would have to be her speed. Most certainly not her brain cells.

As for why I elected to not use [Warp Gate]?

It required a solid ground upon which I could materialize it, but technically, the big rock I summoned might’ve been sufficient. However, I didn’t wish to risk it, for I didn’t know if I was being observed. Vex, Ignis, or Raika could’ve been observing our fall from the skies, and that’s not to mention the natives of this land.

The journey back took nearly half an hour since I felt like walking instead of running, but I did give Vex a call on my artifact to let her know all was okay. Naturally, I was also in telepathic communication with my girls.

By the time the lionkin’s wooden palisade came into view, I couldn’t help but snicker at the sight of the numerous corpses observable even from outside the wooden walls because multiple lionkin were impaled on the stakes meant to serve as protection.

The ladies were already finished with their massacre of the family members left behind by our ambushers. Women and children—none were spared.

They also searched the place for Blossom’s family or at least signs of them passing through here, but none were found.

I met the seven of them outside the settlement, taking a breather. "Had fun?" Vex asked with a cheery smile, eliciting a strong grimace from me.

"Yes, it was a lovely experience, thank you for asking. How about you? Had fun murdering innocent babies and loving housewives?"

"Oh, the Goddess herself knows I did! Still the most fulfilling hobby even after doing it religiously for over a century." Vex giggled her answer with absolutely no remorse shown on her gorgeous face.

I shook my head while chuckling amusedly at the eccentric antics of hers before dropping the bunny girl to the ground, waking her from the concussion I gave her so that she would not try to jump out of my arms just to plunge to her death as her dumb little bunny brain evidently demanded she does. Truly, some people just didn’t have proper survival instincts.

"Hmm?" BunBun lazily woke from her dreams with a rather adorable yawn before alarm overtook her birdbrain. She panickedly looked around the lot, with us observing her, before her eyes landed on me and realization hit her—she was captured.

After a healthy dose of flailing around desperately looking for an escape, she stopped when I spoke up. "Tell us what you’re doing in lionkin lands, BunBun. The sooner you tell us, the sooner you will be let go."

"BunBun is not stupid! You’ll never let her go, you want to eat her!"

I wasn’t in the mood to play this game, so I gestured toward the lionkin settlement where numerous desecrated corpses were on display.

"Huh?" She gasped, shocked.

"If I wanted to ’eat your juicy thighs’ as you put it, you would’ve long since been burned and cooked. Furthermore, this lady’s family was eaten by lionkin when she was a child, and my dog-girl’s family was taken by them. We’re not allied to the lionkin; in fact, we consider them as our enemies to be exterminated."

The cogs in her brain were turning painfully slowly, but I saw understanding begin shining in her eyes, alongside hope that said maybe she wouldn’t be eaten today. I didn’t know why she had an obvious fascination with being eaten alive, but I didn’t care much. To each their own.

"Really?! Can BunBun trust you?"

"Yes…" I nodded tiredly. "I rushed after you to gather information. We just crossed the border into the beastman lands and are tapping around in the dark, trying to gauge the political climate of this place to decide who might be able to help us."

"Hya!" A sudden alarm rang out from her lips as terror overrode her features. "BunBun doesn’t know those difficult words, but she just remembered! Her home was being invaded by lionkin, her friends are fighting for their lives!"

Ayame was confused. "What do you mean? The land of the rabbitkin is a small patch of plains that’s not neighboring lionkin territory. You shouldn’t have been able to run all the way here if they invaded your people, or have you been running at your top speed for many hours?"

"No! BunBun lives with the resistance made up of many races! Bearkin, catkin, ratkin, sheepkin, and many more live together with BunBun!"

"And where is this so-called resistance located at?" Ayame inquired.

"We’ve made our home in dogkin lands, but in deep underground tunnels! BunBun was out looking for food when the lionkin armed with their strange gear arrived at the entrance!"

Hoh? Interest sparked in my eyes, and I wasn’t alone. A resistance was created by the oppressed races in order to stand up against the tyranny of the lionkin, and they were in the middle of being attacked.

What a curious phenomenon; it might give us what we were looking for. But even if it doesn’t, third-partying a battlefield was a safe way to farm XP, so I was eager to participate and finally reach level 30.