Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands-Chapter 302 --.

Veer’s face twisted in disgust. "Blugh! Never! Yuck! Just... thinking about it makes me sick."

Kaya nodded approvingly. "Good. That settles it. You can’t carry him, and he’s coming with us, so we’ll walk."

Veer sighed, letting it go for now. "Fine... but where exactly are we even going?"

Kaya paused, looking at Veer, then at Cutie. "Is there... like a capital of this place?"

Both Veer and Cutie stared at her, confused. "Capital?"

"I mean... a place that’s the heart of this land," Kaya clarified. "More resources, big markets, more people... high-class people live there, something like that."

Cutie tilted his head. "You mean... capitala?"

Kaya groaned, pressing her hand to her forehead in mild disbelief.

Kaya never expected that, even after becoming a commander, getting a raise, and learning two or three new languages, another language barrier would still plague her. At this moment, she desperately wished for a translator.

Whatever. She looked at them and asked, "So... how much longer until we reach the capital?"

There was a long pause. Both of them stared at her. Kaya narrowed her eyes. "Excuse me—I asked how many days it will take to get from here to your... capitala... or whatever it’s called."

This time, Cutie spoke. "On foot... it will take seven months."

Kaya froze, then shook her head in disbelief. "What? Seven months? What... is it on the other side of the world?"

She turned to Veer. "And you?"

Veer smirked confidently. "Sweetheart... if it were up to me, it would take just one month, and we’d be there."

Kaya blinked, stunned. "Wait... wait. By you, it’s one month, and by him... seven months? Can I ask why there’s such a huge difference?"

Cutie opened his mouth to explain, but Veer raised a hand to stop him. "Let me explain, darling. If you go by foot, we have to cross the forest, then the river, another forest, the dry desert, a beastman tribe that definitely hates us, some others who are utterly idiotic, and a hyena tribe that’s... well, also idiotic bastards. And after that... if you survive, you’ll reach the capital."

He leaned closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "By sky, though... you just fly. Fly, fly, fly. I only said one month because of bad weather. If I push at full speed? Two weeks, tops."

Kaya’s jaw dropped slightly. "Two... weeks? And seven months by foot?" She rubbed her temples.

Kaya looked at him, her eyes narrowing as a thought she’d been turning over finally pushed its way out. "Wait a minute... I have a question."

Veer raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Go ahead."

"How much distance can you cover in a single day?"

Veer paused for a moment, considering, then smirked. "Really nice question. Well... I’ve never exactly counted, but I can fly for six to ten hours a day, assuming good food, good weather, and a decent mood. At a normal pace, that’s about thirty kilometers per hour."

Kaya blinked. "Wait... thirty kilometers per hour?"

"Yeah," he said, nodding. "But if I push myself... fly at full speed? Sixty to sixty-five kilometers per hour."

Kaya’s eyes widened. She pressed her fingers to her temples, trying to process the numbers. "Wait... so at a normal pace, you could cover three hundred kilometers in a day... and at full speed... over six hundred?"

Her mind whirred. She had never realized vultures—or anyone, really—could fly for so long or so fast. The sheer endurance and speed stunned her.

Kaya paused, eyes narrowing as realization struck. "Wait a minute... then why did you never fly that fast? When I was with you, I don’t remember covering such long distances."

Veer’s lips curved into a smile. "Sweetheart... with how terrified you are in the air, do you really think you’d be fine if I went sixty to sixty-five kilometers per hour?"

Kaya’s gaze went cold. "I’d never fear the air."

Veer chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Yeah, yeah... sweetheart. But still, holding you in my arms and flying gently... it’s nice. I don’t want to rush it. Why can’t I just enjoy it quietly?" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Kaya’s frown deepened. "And the seven months you mentioned on foot... tell me the truth. Is that based on my normal legs or on beastman speed?"

Veer smiled knowingly. "Of course it’s based on a leopard’s pace."

Kaya turned sharply to Cutie, her teeth gritted. "Do you think I’m a leopard? You’re a rabbit, I’m a normal ...um..weak female... do you really think we can travel at leopard speed?"

Cutie just smiled, calm and unbothered. "I was only giving a logical answer."

Kaya’s jaw dropped, and she muttered under her breath, exasperated. What the—what is even going on here?

...

At last, Kaya decided to stay in the monkey tribe for another day or two, despite her doubts about Veer and Cutie’s insistence. Veer had agreed to carry Cutie, yet the cold, sharp glare in his eyes whenever he looked at the little creature made Kaya wonder how he would manage to carry him at all.

She sat quietly inside her small healer’s hut, the faint scent of dried herbs clinging to the air. Half reclining, half sitting on the simple wooden bed, she closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, staring up at the roof. It was the same old wooden roof patched with dry grass—a familiar sight, yet tonight it felt heavier, stranger.

Her mind churned. So many questions, and no answers. Veer’s mother’s house had offered her nothing but vague words. The rabbit tribe had been the same. And now this. Everything pointed to Cutie, and yet she still didn’t know what he truly wanted. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer, she reminded herself. If Cutie was indeed an enemy—or something else entirely—she needed to watch him, every move, every word.

One thing was certain: Cutie wanted to stay close to her. And she, in her own wary way, wanted to know why Veer, Cutie, and even the sparrow kept circling her life like shadows she couldn’t shake.