The music echoed loudly inside the cave, bouncing off the stone walls like it was a full concert instead of one shameless fox girl bathing alone.
Cece didn’t want to care about anything again, just herself.
She had solved one of her problems by fulfilling the first mission.
It was worth celebrating.
Water splashed everywhere as she danced, her long hair clinging to her back, her tail flicking unconsciously with the rhythm like it had joined the performance without permission.
“BABY BABY BABY OOOOHHHHH!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice cracking but her confidence refusing to die.
Outside the cave…
The four maids passing nearby paused and looked around in disbelief.
They exchanged terrified glances.
“Is she… summoning something?” one whispered, looking at the others with fear…
“Do….do you think it’s some kind of witch incantation or forbidden magic?” another asked, her eyes wide.
“Or has the curse finally reached her brain?” another added shakily.
Inside, Cece spun dramatically, nearly slipping before catching herself.
“I’m rich!!” she yelled again, pointing at absolutely nothing.
“THIS IS MY ERA!”
The system went silent.
It had decided, for its own peace, not to get involved.
After what felt like forever, Cece finally stopped, breathing heavily, her body relaxed and satisfied like she had just performed for a crowd of ten thousand.
She leaned back into the water with a proud sigh “Hmmmmmm, that was beautiful.”
No one agreed and she loved that!
After bathing, she stepped out, wrapped herself with the soft fabric, and admired her reflection one more time before nodding in satisfaction.
“Perfect!”
She chuckled at the two trees connected with their roots that shaped like a princess’s wardrobe, so beautiful with many flowers and butterflies on it.
She pushed the flowers that covered the mouth aside and smiled at the beautiful set of chiffon fabrics in different colors, she suddenly remembered the dresses in historical movies.
This must be part of their deals with the vampires.
she remembered the normal tribe members barely wore clothes except fur and other things, but some actually wore them.
Then her gaze landed on a yellow fabric, she smiled and grabbed it… then frowned “ahhh! no underwear!! Humph!”
After dressing, she walked out like a queen returning from victory.
The maids immediately dropped their heads, but their shoulders were still trembling.
They flinched “Yes—your highness!”
Cece crossed her arms, trying to look serious even though her mood was clearly too good.
“I’m hungry.”
They nodded immediately.
“ok…”
“I want roast meat,” she continued, raising a finger.
“Juice… or whatever you people call it….err… fake blood, yes that one…”
The maids blinked.
“Fake blood?” Then she looked at others and they whispered ” Artificial blood”
“Yes,” Cece rolled her eyes.
“Bring plenty. And fruits. A lot of fruits. I’m not here to chew grass like a goat.”
They didn’t understand half of what she said, but they nodded like their lives depended on it.
“And make it fast,” she added, already walking away.
“I’m a rich daughter now, I shouldn’t be starving.”
“Yes, your highness…”
As she left, one maid whispered softly, “She’s… different today…”
“Different?” another replied.
“She’s more terrifying, look, she can now summon more demons to join hands with her.”
Not long after, the entire tribe gathered in a wide open space near the central grounds.
It was a war celebration.
Large fires burned brightly, their flames dancing wildly as drums echoed through the air.
The ground was filled with beasts of different kinds—foxes, wolves, leopards, lions—all in their human forms, though some still had ears or tails out, moving freely as they laughed, drank, and celebrated.
Huge slabs of raw meat were displayed openly, some already being torn apart without hesitation.
Others were roasting over fire, dripping with oil and sending rich smells into the air.
Across the field, songs in beast language grew louder as dancers moved to the rhythm, their bodies swaying freely, laughter mixing with the sound of celebration.
“So this is how rich people party…” It was her first time attending something like that, since she was used to sticking with her Beta father.
She watched everything with wide eyes, ” I must have a lord beast as mate…” Before she could say more, a long, deep trumpet sound rang through the air.
Everything changed immediately and was replaced with respect, the music stopped, and the chatter faded.
Excitement spread like wildfire.
“They’re here…” someone whispered.
“The war lord…” she whispered, dying to see him, in fact, she sneaked away from her father’s cave just to watch.
From a distance, she saw them appear.
The first entry was fifty massive tiger beasts, their eyes glowing with dominance, their bodies radiating raw power as they walked in formation.
Each step carried weight, their presence alone was enough to silence weaker beasts.
Then another fifty beasts in human form followed behind.
They were tall and muscular with bare chests, their bodies covered in scars that told stories of countless battles.
They wore thick warrior skirts made from beast hide, swords resting against their sides, their expressions cold and unreadable.
“They didn’t smile.” the she wolf mused and her wolf ear twitched.
They focused ahead.
They walked like men who had seen too much to care.
Behind them, more high-ranking soldiers appeared, a mix of tiger, leopard, jaguar, and lion beasts, guarding a powerful figure walking with so much aura.
” Oh….
beast God….” the she wolf gasped.
“Is this even possible? How can a warrior be this beautiful?”
He was tall and his abs were strong and tempting.
His long blonde hair was messy, streaked with blood and dirt from war, yet it somehow made him look even more dangerous instead of unkempt.
His sharp features were cold, his gaze heavy, his presence suffocating.
Power rolled off him like heat…
just like an untamed beautiful beast!!
Several young female beasts around immediately blushed, some lowering their heads, others staring boldly as they had already fallen.
“Damn!! I wish my father were rich enough to make me choose him as my mate!” another female whispered loudly, clutching her chest.
“I would even volunteer myself!” another added without shame.
The she wolf looked at them in a daze…” Only the rich can choose beast lords…” she mumbled…” My father is a general…”