500th Time Reborn, A World Only Known By Women: The Karma System

Chapter 685 Ain't No Thing But A Chicken Wing

"You're right!" I exclaimed, facepalming. Some god I was. Can't even remember half the promises I made, ugh.

The women at the table exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what had just transpired. O'Lee seemed unfazed, as if discussing her personal matters with a god was a perfectly normal occurrence.

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Cherry asked, looking between O'Lee and me.

O'Lee leaned back in her chair, a confident smirk on her face. "Galio trained with me, and I deemed him worthy of our mating ritual. We have trained together numerous times!" O'Lee declared, and if she was anything like Orchalla, that was just as good as sex in their eyes.

"She isn't lying," I said, swishing my tail. This was a bit of a bummer. I had actually hoped to put her in charge of the elves just for the entertainment it would bring.

Still, if that was what she wanted, I wasn't going to stop her, but I wasn't too sure about her friend.

After a short pause, I looked at O'Lee with a smile. "You will have to drop out now if this is what you want," I said, and O'Lee nodded, turning her head to Me'Tal.

"You are on your own now," O'Lee said plainly and then raised her hand to signal for a Barmaid.

I pulled her hand down and created another mug of ale for her and she thanked me, but I turned to Me'Tal, who looked a bit lost now. O'Lee clearly wasn't much emotional support.

"You know, I don't expect my goddesses to be able to do everything on their own," I said and then looked at the dragon women. "Same goes for all of you."

I waved for the four of them to lean in. I want to make it look like I was telling them a secret. No one would have heard me but them even if I shouted, but it was fun to play.

"Since I like you girls, I am going to let you in on a little secret. Work together. The harder you fight to make yourself or your race stand out, the less likely you will get picked. I technically have the final say, but we have a special way of judging each of you. I would prefer if you all could figure out how to become better."

With that, I stood up with my mug and walked away. The girls behind me started talking, almost like I had never been there. I had, and they would remember what I had said, but I didn't want them to start talking about me, and I had other people that I wanted to visit.

"Is this seat taken?" I asked, and Velma didn't bother to look up.

"My mother..." She started to say but then looked up in shock. "Galio?!"

"Tis I!" I laughed and took the seat beside her.

"How did you sneak up on me without anyone mentioning your name?! You're like a superstar around here!" She complained, and I laughed.

"I had to pull a few godly stings, but you and Daphne will be the only one who sees me as anything but an innocent cat that has been always sitting on this chair," I said with a smile, and Velma shivered.

"That's kind of creepy. So you mean if I ask someone-" She started to say, but I stopped her.

"Yes, they will think I am a cat. This is hardly important," I laughed, and Velma just shook her head as Daphne came with their drinks.

Just for fun, I hid my presence from Daphne, and after she sat down, the Daywalker reached over and ruffled the hair between my ears. "Who's a good kitty?"

Velma just stared at us as Daphne stopped rubbing my head, and tried to reach over and pick me up. As Daphne did, I released the illusion, and she jumped back in shock.

"Galio?! What are you doing here?! What happened to the cute white cat? Was that you?"

Velma just slapped her hand to her face, and I burst out laughing as Daphne just sat there with a clueless look on her face.

"I should have known better than to try to pick up a stray cat," Daphne muttered, looking embarrassed.

Velma sighed. "You're telling me that this whole time, you actually thought he was a cat?"

"I didn't think it was a cat. It was a cat, then it was not. There is no other way to put it," Daphne said affirmatively like that was the truth and nothing but.

Velma chuckled, shaking her head. "You are something else, Daphne."

I leaned back in my chair, enjoying the banter between the two friends. "So, how was your day, ladies? Any exciting challenges or revelations?"

Daphne sighed, "Well, aside from discovering that my adorable cat friend is a god in disguise, it was quite eventful. We had encounters with the pantie thief you let loose in the city."

I gasped, putting my hand to my chest in mock disdain. "I would never!"

"Do something like give a bunch of crazy women godly powers? No, totally doesn't seem like a you thing," Velma said, rolling her eyes at me, and I cracked a smile.

"but you still haven't figured out how she does it, or where she is coming from, right?" I asked, and Daphne slapped the table.

"See! I knew you were behind this!" Daphne declared but then squawked after getting hit in the face with a chicken wing.

"Of course, he is behind this, you Dodo! Who else does something this stupid and reckless, on top of hiring a bunch of degenerates. the fact that they aren't all in scantily clad suits of revealing armor is the only thinking that surprises me at this point," Velma groaned, and I snapped my fingers.

"Not a bad idea!" I laughed.

"That wasn't a suggestion!" She complained, resting her head on the table.

The two women exchanged glances, clearly used to each other's banter. I grinned, enjoying their dynamic.

"Come on, Velma, you have to admit, this is interesting, right?" I teased.

Velma sighed, lifting her head to give me an unamused look. "Interesting doesn't even begin to cover it. It's chaotic, unpredictable, and utterly ridiculous."

"But you're still participating, right?" I asked, leaning in with a mischievous glint in my eyes.

Velma groaned. "Yes, yes, we're in it. Can't let the chaos unfold without us, right, Daphne?"

Daphne nodded as she stripped clean the chicken wing that Velma had thrown at her.?"Absolutely. We might as well see where this madness leads. And besides, I want to win so I can rub it in those stupid High Elves' faces!"

"That's the spirit!" I laughed, raising my mug in a mock toast.