Supreme Harem God System

"Haaahh… I should have gone with them."

Rune sighed.

She had nothing to do.

They had already decided that she wouldn't be returning to Feline Beastmen City. The people there will notice her absence soon, she often went away like this so they wouldn't react to her disappearance for at least a month.

And even after a month, they would only be suspicious but won't take action.

Honestly, long before they will decide to take action, Amaya's plan would already be in action.

Rune had nothing to worry about for now.

Other than the fact that she was now bored.

She was in a completely new place, a mysterious clan that suddenly appeared and grabbed everyone's attention. She was in a place that many wanted to be in, however, she still didn't know what do to. Most of the core members of the Clan seemed to have disappeared somewhere.

"You look bored."

Suddenly, Rune heard a voice.

She turned around and noticed a short black-haired girl walking into her room with a small smile on her face.

"You people really don't like to knock, do you?" Rune muttered.

Skyla barged into her room exactly like this as well.

"Well, we just trust you aren't doing something that you wouldn't want others to see. Lady Rune can always just use her ability to turn invisible to do something like that, right? Knocking is pointless."

Thyra smiled.

"Why are you here?"

Rune questioned.

"I figured we shouldn't leave an important guest alone," Thyra replied.

"Oh? Someone with sense?" Rune joked.

Thyra chuckled, she then walked towards Rune and sat next to her.

"I heard Catkins are exceptional assassins." Suddenly, Thyra spoke up.

"Of course, out of the top 10 assassins in Yrniel, at least 6 would be Catkin," Rune replied.

"Is it just because of your ability to conceal your presence?" Thyra questioned.

"That is the prime reason for it, yes."

Rune nodded.

"Every race focuses on their strong points and develops them further, that is the only way they can survive, for us Catkins, using our ability and assassination was the best choice. So of course, the main reason we Catkins are known as exceptional assassins is because of our innate ability, however, that doesn't mean our skills are useless.

We have developed ourselves in such a way that even without our abilities, we would still be top assassins."

Rune explained. Thyra nodded in understanding.

"Then how about we do something to get rid of your boredom?" Suddenly, Thyra offered.

"What do you mean?"

"Let's spar."

Thyra spoke with a determined look on her face.

Rune observed her for a while, then, a small smile appeared on her face.

"Are you the one who will go into the Tower of Trials if you guys succeed in this mission?"

"If it can make me stronger and help Nux, then yes."

Thyra replied.

"Well the Tower of Trials definitely won't weaken you that's for sure. Though what you gain inside will entirely depend on you."

Rune shrugged.

Then, she looked at Thyra and,

"Also, how is an Emperor going to spar with me?"

"You aren't telling me that you haven't sparred without using your cultivation, right? Didn't you just say you guys would still top assassins even if you don't use your ability?"

"Heh, you just want to learn from me, don't you?" Rune chuckled.

"Are you going to teach me?" Thyra didn't refuse. If she could get stronger, then she wouldn't mind.

"Well I can't share our core skills with you, but I wouldn't mind a spar or two."

Suddenly Rune stood up and stretched her body.

"Where are we going to spar?" She questioned.

With a smile on her face, Thyra stood up as well, "Follow me."

The two then moved into the Training Area.

…

On the other side, Amaya, Skyla, and Felberta, who were about to reach Oakenshield Forge, prepared themselves.

"I will do all the talking, is that clear?"

Amaya spoke up.

"This is the 8th time you are saying this, Amaya. I am getting annoyed now." Felberta's mouth twitched.

"And that should tell you how important this is," Amaya replied.

"I am not a fool, I know that already."

Felberta retorted.

"That is good."

Amaya praised.

Felberta just snorted as she sat back and looked away. Amaya closed her eyes as well. The carriage turned silent.

"Oooohh~ This place is indeed beautiful~"

Well, Skyla was an exception.

She was busy in her own world looking outside the carriage, not bothering anyone. She was the only one enjoying her trip.

Soon, the carriage stopped.

"Are we there?" Amaya questioned.

"Woaaahhhhh~~"

Skyla, on the other hand, just exclaimed. The Oakenshield Forge stood before her, a huge and impressive sight. It was made of strong stone and had fancy iron decorations. Thick smoke rose from tall chimneys, carrying the smell of hot metal and the promise of skilled work.

"We are here, let's go!"

Skyla exclaimed as she jumped out of the carriage. The other two women did the same.

The three could now clearly see the Oakenshield Forge. The forge was even grander than they had imagined. The hardworking dwarves inside, pounding on metal with big hammers. The noise was like music, and sparks flew, making everything shine in the sunlight.

There was no door, signifying that everyone was allowed to enter, therefore, the three women walked in. As they walked in, none of the dwarves working here seemed to care about their presence. They also noticed that just like them, there were many other visitors as well.

Skyla's eyes were shining. This place filled with different weapons, she couldn't control herself. She walked around with a curious look on her face, and soon disappeared.

Amaya and Felberta, on the other hand, were waiting for someone to tend to them.

"Welcome to Oakenshield Forge, what are you looking for?" Soon, a Dwarf walked towards Amaya and Felberta and spoke.

"We came here for business."

Amaya replied.

"We do no-"

The Dwarf was about to reply, however,

"We brought alcohol to celebrate the deal."

"Alcohol?"

"Yes, Alcohol." Amaya nodded.

"So you wish to meet Sir Thorin?" The dwarf questioned, his attitude was completely different than before.

"That is correct." Amaya nodded.

"Follow me." The dwarf spoke.

Amaya and Felberta nodded and followed him inside.

They were then taken into a particular room,

"Lord Thorin, there are guests."

"Guests?"

"Yes, the good ones."

"Let them in."

Thorin ordered.

'Skyla, come here.' Felberta, who noticed Skyla's disappearance called her.

'Alright, Sister Fel, I'll be back..' Skyla replied.

The door of the room opened up,

"Welcome Welcome! Please don't mind the room, I was working."

The dwarf inside the room spoke up. He was Thorin. In his hand, was a thin dagger with a plain handle and a simple blade. Both Amaya and Felberta ignored the dagger. In their eyes, it was something Thorin was about to fix or recreate.

"It's not a problem. It is a sign of your hard work and dedication." Amaya replied.

"Hahaha! You have a way with your words! I like you!" Thorin laughed.

Amaya and Felberta walked into the room.

"Sisters, I am her- uggghhh!"

Skyla rushed into the room and bumped into Thorin. She panicked.

"Aah! I am so sorry! You are so short so I didn't see you! Are you hurt?"

"!!!"

Amaya's expression changed.