Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem-Chapter 637: Chat with the Dogkin Princess

"I am Kitsara, daughter of Vargis. If I'm 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. I'm truly eager to learn more about you," she purred with a honeyed voice while puffing her sweaty chest out in my direction.

<Well, this is not a prostitute.> Ayame corrected their earlier assumption regarding the occupation of this woman.

Seraphiel disagreed. <That depends on how you define that word. She might not sell her body for money, but if this bitch isn't trying to sell her body in exchange for something, then I'm legally blind.>

<Blossom doesn't like this woman…! The suffocating stench of her rampaging female hormones makes her want to gag.>

<Is she in heat?> Lyra asked innocently.

Aurora quickly took the mantle of the conversation as she spoke up with a scientific undertone. Based on her words, she must've been reciting something she read in a textbook of hers in the past. <Dogkin, unlike their animal counterparts, do not experience estrous cycles and are capable of reproducing year-round. As a result, they do not enter a physiological state of 'heat' in the biological sense. Any heightened sexual desire observed in an individual is a product of personal inclination rather than an innate reproductive drive. To sum it up—this bitch is just horny.>

<Aurora is right!> Blossom decreed cutely while reaching under her mask to blockage her nostrils.

<I can't help but wonder how she worked up so much sweat…> Lucille giggled slyly before addressing me. <Are you going to go for a sweaty rodeo with the dogkin princess? It seems sweaty sex is in their culture, dogkin men must go crazy after sniffing a female's strong odors. Using the phrase you taught us, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do,' right? I wouldn't hold it against you, you deserve a nice reward for passing the primordial trial with flying colors.>

Ayame wasn't on the same page as my beloved Berserker. <Don't give this lecherous man a free pass! He's already lusting after like a dozen extra women, we don't need one more. We shouldn't encourage this loose behavior of his, we must rein our man in. Furthermore, going for a tumble with a princess doesn't end just there. There would be consequences.>

<I have to agree. Please don't fall for her vile feminine charms, Quin!> 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 what's going on? In case you weren't aware, I'm 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 wasn't getting my point, or just elected to act like a ditz.

"A princess giving a one-on-one tour to a hardened criminal isn't a normal occurrence back home, and I have a hard time believing it is here."

"Oh, that?" She dismissively waved her hand, "I don't care about looks or appearances. Tell me, are you a bad man? Will you hurt me?"

"… No?"

"Then it's all good!"

… I didn't know what to do with this situation. I shouldn't 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 wouldn't be the ideal start. Furthermore, I would be lying if I said I wasn't curious to see more of the city. I couldn't 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 don't 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 wasn't 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 maid's face as she rushed to correct her mistake, "N-no, of course not!"

"I thought so."

Another maid couldn't 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!"

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 would've 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.

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As soon as we stepped out of the royal palace, quite a few differences could be seen. On my way into the palace, I couldn't take a good look around Canisgard because of all the fanfare we received, but now I could check this city out to my heart's 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, it's 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? That's amazing," I said while glancing around, taking it all in.

"A million people!" she repeated.