Aries found reason in the guide, and he started to understand the beastworld and what he'd come to do.
He responded, 'So, basically, I'm a vessel that can bring peace, and this is through my interactions with the beastlords. Perhaps, if I can raise the love meter or reduce the fury meter, then the world peace will keep getting to a positive number.'
[Yes, host!]
'Alright, how do you suggest I plan my escape?'
[While you were reading the guide, I found a perfect escape protocol for you. As your guide, I'm here to protect, assist and guide you, so I need to bring up things to aid your escape.]
'I think you should just go straight to the point.'
[Escape Protocol Comprehension Purchase — -30 CE.]
"Fuck!" Aries exclaimed aloud. "You just finished all my Celestial Energy on this."
Laila and Caila were taken off guard by his shout, and they hurriedly massaged his chest. Each asked, "Are you okay, King's guest?"
They still dared not call his name.
But Aries didn't respond. He closed his eyes and just listened to the system's voice in his head.
[It's necessary and you're getting it back. Now, take a look at it and plan your escape. I can't do much.]
He sighed as he digested the content of the book, and at the end of it, a bright smile colored his lips.
Soon, the bath was done, Aries was given a bathrobe and then led to his room. The robe was so soft—it was made from fur that Aries couldn't name, but based on how soft it was, he believed it to be of the fox clan. Seems the tiger king isn't out of those that fight with everyone.
"Since you are all beasts, why is it that your king wears wolf skin and sleeps on serpent hide?"
"In beast territories, the higher class tend to wear skins and loots of other tribes, as they are always at war and take each other captive, and thus use their skins and others as clothing and even feeding."
"Oh…"
"And since you are the esteemed guest of the king, this fox fur clothing was tailored for you."
Laila said, and being dropped in her hand by Caila was a two-piece, just as he had been seeing them wear.
The guards basically only cover their dicks, while the ladies wrap fur skin around their breasts and wear short skirts, or they wear one-piece dresses.
He looked at the clothing again and scrunched his face. It was something he hadn't seen on anyone since he entered the world.
The cloth shouldn't necessarily be called a clothing. It was transparent, with furs in only some spots.
"This was specifically tailored by the palace seamstress, to the Highness' order. He said that he would love to see bits of your skin, and so the seamstress thought hard and created this."
"Now come, let's dress you up for the king," Laila said, moving toward Aries, and he stepped back almost immediately.
He shook his head as he said, "No, you aren't putting that on me. You mean I'll dress seductively for the king as though I'm ready to be bred?"
"Yes," Caila responded, and Aries sighed.
'Why did I even bother to ask that question when the answer was already obvious?'
'I'm going to do this now and then escape later. At least I'm not going to go fully into breeding.'
As he sighed heavily, his mind went to the discussion he had with the system while bathing, and the fact that the seductive clothing might be the easiest part of it all.
The preparation was over, at least that's what the ladies said before leaving Aries alone in the huge room. He sat on the bed, breathing softly as he waited for the doom to come. When the gates rattled, Aries quickly positioned himself as planned.
He lay on the bed, his face angled toward the gates, the clothes which barely covered his knees raised further to expose half of his thighs. He widened the chest opening a little more.
Aries quietly thanked the various extras he had been in movies, recalling the time he was made to act as a seductress in a play—even though his life ended afterwards in that world. This time, he hoped not.
That character had been a tyrant king too, but unlike the tiger king here, that man never cared for sexual things. Back then, merely lying there had been enough to get Aries killed… thankfully, not in real life.
Laid out exactly as planned, the door opened. Two beastmen stepped in, faces Aries had never seen before. Instinctively, he scrambled backward, covering his exposed body with one hand.
'I get that I want to do this to save my life, but I don't want to seduce all beastmen… fuck.'
He barely finished thinking when the tiger king stepped in behind them, pushing the beastmen aside with a single sweep of his arm. His harsh face softened for a split second when his eyes met Aries', making Aries force a faint smile, something small and trembling.
Then the king's gaze shifted to his men.
His jaw clenched. His fist tightened.
"Don't tell me he intends to—" Aries started, but a loud, painful cry cut him off.
The first beastman folded instantly, collapsing forward with his hand clutching his stomach. The tiger king's punch had landed so cleanly and so fast that Aries almost didn't see the movement.
Before the second man could react, the king struck again, this time a brutal hit to the throat. The man choked, stumbling to his knees as he gasped for air.
Aries' mouth hung open the whole time. His heart thumped painfully, a heavy throbbing echoing in his head.
The tiger king stepped over his fallen men without a second glance. His attention locked fully, dangerously on Aries.
Aries pressed himself further up the bed until his back hit the carved wooden frame.
The tiger king reached him. One hand came down on Aries' leg; the other planted firmly on the bed beside him. His eyes flicked toward the beastmen on the floor.
"Bring the platter closer," he said, his voice cold and cutting as steel.