Chapter 63: Calm Before The Storm *

Olivier stood up and picked up Gale. His hands were itching to smash this baby into pieces, but he held back his urges.

Olivier turned his head to face Cynthia and spoke to her. "Cynthia, your contribution will be remembered deeply. You can be at peace. No one can deny you being a part of our society."

"Thank you, sir." Cynthia bowed deeply. She didn’t want to live secretively. Then something flashed in her mind. "Sir Olivier, I am sure they will retaliate harshly, especially targeting us, now that one of their facades for the underground base has been destroyed. I am sure they will retaliate harshly, targeting us especially."

"Oh, their days are also about to end. It was the second thing I came here for. How many noble families did you guys make them collaborate with you?" Olivier asked with a simple smile. However, his entire body was surrounded with bloodthirst.

To infiltrate so easily and in high numbers, an insider should also be involved. They already knew the Rosenthal family was part of it, but now they were curious about the others.

"Sir Olivier, I do not know the exact number of noble families collaborating with us. However, I only know two, whom I interacted with most of the time. The Rosenthal Family and Bellgrave Family," Cynthia answered, pondering a little.

"Bellgrave..." Aldric munched on those words quietly. He was also suspicious of them as to how much they had been avoiding him after that night’s incident.

Olivier imprinted those two family names in his mind.

"As for the underground bases... every Rosenthal Family business facility has one under them, and every one of them is connected with an underground tunnel. It is basically a giant catacomb down there. As for the other ones, I do not know. But you can use those underground tunnels to find the other ones." Cynthia only knew about the Rosenthal family ones, as she had only worked under them.

"Every single Rosenthal Family business! This means we do not have to fall for their excuses. Their only fate is death." Elara exclaimed softly. The Rosenthal family, famous for their goodwill and easygoingness, was rotted so deeply. Her image of them shattered.

"Bunch of traitors! The emperor gave them so much respect, letting them become a part of the noble circle. Instead of repaying his highness, they are backstabbing him." Aldric gritted his teeth in anger. The night he found their insidious work, he had already decided to kill them all. Now, that conviction became rock solid.

On the other hand, Olivier was dead calm. However, that ambient smile was not present on his face. He expressionlessly said. "This should be enough already, but now I also want to know about the Holy Children. I want every piece of information about them.

They could kill these traitorous families any moment, but the real issue was the scourges walking among them. They are the core problem that needs to be solved first, as a race’s luck can’t be dabbled with, not by anyone, not even their own race’s true leader.

"Sorry about this, Sir Olivier. I can’t help you much regarding this issue, as I have only come in contact with the Holy Children given to me." Cynthia shook her head in dismay. If she wasn’t the godmother, she wouldn’t even know about the Holy Children under their underground base.

Olivier squinted his eyes, feeling a bit dissatisfied. But he couldn’t chew more, as Cynthia has already revealed many valuable secrets. "It’s fine. Anything we get is enough."

Cynthia nodded her head and began telling about the Holy Children she had nurtured. They imagined it would be a small number, as they were a special existence born artificially. However, they were astonished to find that Cynthia nurtured a total of nine in her time, including Gale.

After taking all of this in, Olivier closed his eyes and let out a sigh of distress. "What a perilous situation! What have we been doing these past few years? Have we lost our edge?"

Olivier felt the humans, which were known for their resilience, didn’t have much in them right now. If Cynthia didn’t reveal these secrets, the orcs would have been enough to maim them gravely. Also, who knows which other races have their groundwork laid out just like the orcs?

"Thank you, Cynthia. We will meet again." Olivier vanished from his spot, taking Gale with him.

Meanwhile, Aldric stood dumbfounded. He thought Olivier would take him along for any kind of help. Now, it seems he didn’t have the chance to hug a big thigh.

"Brother, stop looking like that. Why didn’t you mention inviting such a big guest into our house? We didn’t prepare anything. What will he think?" Elara pouted, dissatisfied with Aldric. Olivier came in the middle of their private conversation, and they weren’t even able to properly entertain him.

Aldric shrugged his shoulders. "You can’t blame me. I also didn’t expect Sir Olivier to come. I only knew when my report finally landed in the hands of the higher-ups. They couldn’t waste time. They were very eager to know what was exactly happening."

"Okay, I am also leaving. We will be very busy these few days. Be sure to take care of yourselves." Afterwards, Aldric quickly left. He knew the extermination would be coming from the top any moment. The capital was about to experience a large wave of bloodshed.

Aldric hoped his sisters were able to protect themselves in these troubled times.

***

The underground base under the Rosenthal Inn Cynthia worked in.

Inside a large cavern.

A group of naked orc women could be seen slumped everywhere. Their protruding buttocks were filled with slapped marks, and their pussy was dripping with cum. Their huge bushes were soaking wet, and their bodies were twitching in pain.

"AH! AH! AH!" A large, burly-looking orc male was pounding a young-looking orc girl. Blood drips through their thighs, indicating he has just taken her virginity.

The orc had a rough, ugly-looking face, but his bulging muscles held the young girl tightly by her hips. His large pair of hands fully covered her hips and couldn’t make her escape.