I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 85 - New Leadership ❤❤

My two lovely girls quickly reach my position and kneel in front of me. I can see that Astrea has still not fully recovered from the backlash caused by her technique. She is moving slightly awkwardly and a faint tremor passes through her arm occasionally.

I chuckle at Sirgia's attempt to support me with her own body, wrapping her arms around my chest.

"It's okay. I'm fine. Just a little winded. Let my heart calm down a bit and we'll be good."

She nods but still keeps hugging me. I move my gaze onto Astrea.

"Come closer and let me heal you a little. You are bruised all over. Did that last punch cause you some harm too?"

"I can wait. It's nothing much. I think I tore a few muscles. You should first focus on yourself, Alastair."

Shaking my head, I reach out to brush her cheek. With Sirgia's support, I don't need to hold onto the hilt anymore. And my body seems to have already recovered from the initial shock caused by the first use of new ability and all the sudden strain I put on it in an instant.

"I'm good now, as you can see. Come. You won't make me ask twice, will you?"

She also moves closer after rubbing her cheek into my palm and switches to brushing it against my face while purring softly. Wrapping my arm around her, I begin slowly healing Astrea up. Bit by bit, the visible cuts and bruises fade out. Since they aren't deep and are quite fresh, barely any new scars appear.

"What the hell was that thing at the end? Can all pure-blood Beastkin survive with a hole in their stomach and still have enough strength to launch themselves over half of the chamber?" I ask.

"No, it definitely wasn't normal. It shouldn't have been possible for him to even move with his body hurt so much all over. Micah had very high endurance, especially with his Beastzerker's Enchantments, but except for the red lines, at the end there, he looked completely different from what I've ever seen him become," Astrea answers.

"So... What's the situation? I've basically barged in and finished him off mid-fight." I raise my head and glance around. If not for the two of them holding onto me, I could stand up already.

As my eyes move over the people in the chamber, most seem to be in awe, whispering amongst themselves. At least those brought in by Taro. The others that have been present in the alpha's chamber before his arrival also have admiration in their eyes, or something different in the case of a few females, but I can spot some that avoid my gaze with a clearly anxious expression. I think I can figure out why.

After I feel a faint and ticklish lick on my cheek, Astrea draws herself back to move her face away a bit.

"Everything is alright. He broke the rules first by bringing his weapon into the fight. I'm not sure how he got it, but the moment he did, it wasn't a duel anymore. Isn't that right, Elders?"

She turns her head to the side and I follow her. Three pure-blood Beastkin have just finished arriving by our spot. There's one male Wolfkin, one male Bearkin and one female Raccoonkin. They all are clearly long-lived, with parts of their fur turning white or grey, mostly over their heads and joints.

The trio of elders nods and Astrea moves her gaze back to me.

"Thank you for intervening." She leans in and places a faint peck on my lips. "I'm not sure if I would have been able to completely avoid that attack. While his aura was weaker than mine, I could have easily lost an arm or leg there, due to my state."

"That's good. I was afraid this whole challenge would have been invalidated, but since people aren't rushing at us with their weapons, I guess it's fine."