Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 637: Chat with the Dogkin Princess

”I am Kitsara, daughter of Vargis. If Iʼm not wrong, according to human terms, I should introduce myself as the first princess of the dogkin people. I would like to invite you, Devil, for a sightseeing trip of Canisgard where the two of us could get to know each other better. Iʼm truly eager to learn more about you,” she purred with a honeyed voice while puffing her sweaty chest out in my direction.

Ayame corrected their earlier assumption regarding the occupation of this woman.

Seraphiel disagreed.

Lyra asked innocently.

Aurora quickly took the mantle of the conversation as she spoke up with a scientific undertone. Based on her words, she mustʼve been reciting something she read in a textbook of hers in the past.

Blossom decreed cutely while reaching under her mask to blockage her nostrils.

Lucille giggled slyly before addressing me.

Ayame wasnʼt on the same page as my beloved Berserker.

Aurora said worriedly.

A bit of time passed since Kitsara entered and invited me for a walk, and in this awkward silence, her confident attitude was put to the test. I could see a wry smile threatened to replace her sultry one.

”Lady Kitsara-”

”Kitsara is fine,” I was swiftly interrupted. Based on her purring tone, confidence never truly left this woman.

”I see… Kitsara, could you tell me whatʼs going on? In case you werenʼt aware, Iʼm a wanted criminal in the human kingdom, not a noble.”

”So?” she asked puzzledly while tilting her head to the side confusedly. It seemed she wasnʼt getting my point, or just elected to act like a ditz.

”A princess giving a one-on-one tour to a hardened criminal isnʼt a normal occurrence back home, and I have a hard time believing it is here.”

”Oh, that?” She dismissively waved her hand, ”I donʼt care about looks or appearances. Tell me, are you a bad man? Will you hurt me?”

”… No?”

”Then itʼs all good!”

… I didnʼt know what to do with this situation. I shouldnʼt be denying her request not only because of her (alleged) royalty status but also because I was the diplomatic leader of our mission. It was quite likely I would have to speak up during the meeting that was about to take place, and almost certainly after that as well. Earning the ire of the dogkin boss wouldnʼt be the ideal start. Furthermore, I would be lying if I said I wasnʼt curious to see more of the city. I couldnʼt help but wonder just how different a big settlement like this compared to a human one.

”I would be happy to accompany you for a walk around the city, Kitsara,” I said after some deliberation, earning myself a joyous smile from her before she cutely celebrated with a ”Yay!” shout and an energetic jump that threatened to reveal the last bit of skin she kept hidden behind her skimpy clothes.

With that, we left the room. As soon as we stepped out, a squad of maids became visible. ”Young lady, I donʼt believe this to be a smart choice!” one of them protested, voicing her concerns. Based on the expressions of the rest, she was speaking for all of them.

However, Kitsara wasnʼt having any of it. ”Are you saying the man my father welcomed into the palace as an esteemed guest is untrustworthy?”

The color instantly left the maidʼs face as she rushed to correct her mistake, ”N-no, of course not!”

”I thought so.”

Another maid couldnʼt help herself as she yelped, ”Lady Kitsara, I beg your ladyship, at least very proper clothes!! Your father will have our head if he hears of this!” ȒＡΝổ𝐛ĘꞨ

The white-haired woman sighed with annoyance. ”Why would he hurt my maids for a decision I was solely responsible for? But fine, if this puts your mind at ease…” Having said that, she produced a white robe that perfectly matched her hair color.

There was a little hole on its back, through which Kitsara pushed her fluffy tail out.

It was not some ornate, regal robe, but quite the common one. Not only was its making of mundane origins, but its proportions were also quite lacking.

It barely hung lower than her butt, showcasing her juicy thighs. In perfect sync, every single dogkin maid grimaced in horror, but a mere glance from their lady was enough to silence any further protests they surely wouldʼve mounted had they been allowed to listen to their hearts.

With that out of the way, this strange woman hopped a few paces ahead of me and sent me a playful side-eyed glance, after which she started leading the way while sensually swaying her hips right in front of my eyes.

From behind me, I heard multiple heavy thuds, signaling the fainting of her lady servants. It was clear that her antics were not considered normal even according to dogkin culture.

Nevertheless, I followed after her, curious to learn just what the hell was going on.

As soon as we stepped out of the royal palace, quite a few differences could be seen. On my way into the palace, I couldnʼt take a good look around Canisgard because of all the fanfare we received, but now I could check this city out to my heartʼs content—provided my supposed guide was actually planning to give me a tour.

Kitsara turned toward me and with excitedly glistening eyes that told me how proud she was of this place, and began narrating. ”Canisgard is said to be the jewel of the dogkin people. It has over a million inhabitants, marking it as one of the largest and best-organized settlements. Beastkin are not meant to live together with so many other people, itʼs against our nature. Because of that, establishing such a thriving megacity is a giant accomplishment by the forefathers. It happened over hundreds of thousands of years of slow progress.”

”A million people? Thatʼs amazing,” I said while glancing around, taking it all in.

”A million people!” she repeated.