The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 235: [Lion’s Nest], Uhm, I Want You to Kill Every One

Chapter 235: [Lion’s Nest], Uhm, I Want You to Kill Every One

Would you look at that... Now I was feeling a warm heat creep up my cheeks slowly from such a blatant and direct confession.

I have gotten confessed to so many times now by different people, but I can’t seem to get used to it no matter how often it happens.

Anyway, how exactly do we kill the Eldest Born for good?

Where can I possibly get warriors who are even more powerful than me to handle this difficult job properly?

{Suggestion: Master can utilize the Beast Summon skill [Lion’s Nest] Master obtained from the Ancient Sakura tree in the black lake.}

[Oh, that one from Shishi-no-su! I have not had the opportunity to test it out properly yet at all.]

{To get beasts more powerful than Master, himself, Master would have to gather a large amount of his magic into summoning only two legendary beastkins at once.}

[Would they be strong enough to deal with all these titans effectively?]

{I believe so without any doubt. Can I proceed with the summoning right now?}

[Let it rip and do it immediately!]

And Sys began; 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Ah...

And that familiar uneasiness came rushing back again; the one that always appeared when a huge amount of magic gets sucked out of you rapidly.

Then golden mists began to surface and swirl around us heavily, as Tera and Tesa’s hands gripped me even tighter than before.

And I could feel their caution and alertness increasing noticeably.

Oh? They looked and seemed lazy, but would they actually fight to protect me?

I’m flattered.

"Don’t worry, you guys, I’m summoning help right now to assist us." I assured them quickly before they immediately relaxed their grip and expressions.

Huh?! At least be a little more concerned about what I’m doing here.

I could mess up the summoning badly and accidentally bring in even worse problems than we already have, you know.

Nonetheless, after the thick golden mist finally dissipated completely and cleared away, two distinct figures walked out slowly from within it.

"Hmph. It’s been a while since I walked the mortal plane once again."

The words came out in a croaky voice that still somehow inspired deep reverence and majestic authority, as if the very air itself bowed slightly at the sound.

He had the face resembling that of a particular German breed of dog, with straight pointing dog ears rising sharply toward the sky.

His blonde-furred body was spotted black like a cheetah’s, his red eyes gleamed with ancient intensity, sharp fangs peeked from his muzzle, and his humanoid spotted body was not overly muscular but carried clear power.

He wore a pale lower garment that was baggy and resembled things worn by ancient Persia, or maybe India, the fabric shifting slightly as he took a slow, deliberate step forward.

It reminded a bit of how that god named Anubis was normally depicted.

"So... the day has come where someone of my caliber has to serve another? So be it then."

That one had an incredibly deep voice, rumbling and vibrating the area around us like distant thunder rolling through the ground.

He looked practically human at first glance, but his aura didn’t tell the same story at all, radiating something far older and heavier.

He wore a majestic animal-furred dress that draped over his form with regal weight.

He had big muscles and a big body that made the air feels smaller around him, a very handsome face with these lion eyes, yellow and focused.

His chest was tattooed with a red lion head, which was exposed to the open field, and he had big fangs and claws that caught the light faintly as he moved.

Tera and Tesa made really slightly shocked faces at the newcomers, their small mouths parting just a fraction, delicate eyebrows lifting in quiet surprise while their slender shoulders tensed for the briefest moment before relaxing again.

The dog man looked at the titans being blocked by a barrier and nodded his head slowly in obvious pity, his pointed ears twitching once as if acknowledging the unfortunate scene before him.

Then he turned to me with a measured motion; and sized me up carefully, his red eyes scanning from my head to toe without hurry.

"You must be my Master. I would have destroyed anyone else who was not," his croaky voice resounded clearly through the space between us, carrying weight that made the nearby leaves rustle faintly, "I am called Leodog, the head of the third Great Beast Clan. Give me a task to do."

"Hmmm," the muscular large man, nearly eight feet or higher, rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he observed the small and delicate me standing there.

His big fingers moving slowly across his jaw while his lion eyes narrowed slightly in assessment, "Your magic power is considerable... You even seem like a god-touched champion. Very well, I will choose to listen to you. What do you desire? Nations? Continents? King’s heads? Speak up, and D’Lion Tripleone shall make it a reality."

Well, he certainly has vigor, I’ll give him that. But King’s head?

Yikes. He’s intense. Better sic him on those freaks over there.

Anyway, let’s send them to battle already. They already had about five times my strength as they are right now.

I wonder how much more they are keeping in reserve, hidden beneath that surface power.

These were definitely Demigod class individuals; I wonder where I summoned them from. Heaven?

"Uhm, I want you to kill every one of those titans there," I pointed over the plains with a steady arm, my finger extending toward the distant battlefield, "I particularly need that naked woman there to die... I guess my magic power is the compensation?"

The, uh... D’Lion Tripleone(?) looked at the Eldest Born and chuckled deeply, the sound rolling out from his broad chest like low thunder while his yellow lion eyes gleamed with quiet amusement.

One of his large hands still rested casually on his chin as his muscular shoulders shifted with the laugh.

"Brother, you understand the quest clearly, yes?" the words carried a calm but commanding tone as the speaker tilted his head slightly.

Leodog’s, the other beastkin, pointed ears rose a fraction higher while his blonde furred body shifted with quiet confidence.

He nodded slowly, his croaky voice replying with a measured rumble, "He seems to hate his own children. Just look at them like squirming maggots writhing on the ground, one could hardly blame him for feeling that way."