The Record of Orc Civilization



[Bitter Maja, Wilwatikta Kingdom]

Nezena lay on her bed, her room within the palace looking incredibly luxurious. Unlike before when they lived in the Orc's Burrow like any other monster, the Moku family now resided in a place truly befitting the title of a king's palace.

The walls were adorned with glossy black marble panels, intricately carved with elaborate golden patterns. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, emitting enchanting light.

In the center of the room stood a large bed, adorned with a luxurious red silk coverlet and soft feather pillows. The edges of the bed were embellished with intricate gold carvings, adding a royal touch. Surrounding the bed were thick curtains with beautiful gold embroidery, providing privacy and a mysterious ambiance.

On one side of the room, there was a vanity table surrounded by large mirrors adorned with elegant monster-specific carvings. On the vanity table, various bottles of expensive perfumes and precious lipstick tubes were arranged, along with sparkling jewelry such as gemstone bracelets and pearl necklaces.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the room, there was a plush velvet armchair adorned with intricate gold embroidery. Around it, a luxurious tea table was filled with delectable dishes like exotic fruits, luxurious chocolates, and the finest wines.

The goblins had truly outdone themselves in creating Moku's palace. Their work was something to be proud of for generations to come. However, it did not change Moku's plan to bring about the extinction of the goblin race.

Before opening her eyes, Nezena squinted and saw a graceful figure sitting beside her bed. The Valkyrie silently gazed at her, her forehead creased with anger evident in her eyes.

Nezena smiled at the expression on Nevare's face. "I don't like your face," she said teasingly.

"You would have the same face if I were the one lying on the bed like you," Nevare replied curtly.

The bones in half of Nezena's disappearing body had begun to regrow. However, the pulsating, gruesome red flesh made this beautiful Valkyrie look repulsive.

Although Valkyrie's bodies had strong regenerative abilities, especially those who had given birth as many times as Nezena, her severe injuries required time to heal.

Nezena paused for a moment and then nodded. "You're right," she said.

The frustration on Nevare's face was not because she was disgusted by Nezena. It was a frustration fueled by a deep desire for revenge against the person who had caused her sister to be in this state.

Despite appearing as rivals on the surface, these two Valkyries were, in fact, the closest. Perhaps it was because they shared the same background (from mana species), forging a bond stronger than the other wives of Moku.

"Where is Moku right now?" Nezena asked.

"He's training," Nevare replied shortly.

Nezena understood what Nevare meant. There was only one way for Moku to grow stronger: by unlocking the next stage of evolution. To do that, he needed more dragon prana, which meant he had to hunt down every powerful creature around him.

"I thought he would charge forward on his own," Nezena said.

"I managed to stop him," Nevare answered, once again keeping it brief.

But once again, Nezena understood what her sister meant. When Moku was angry, only a few monsters could calm him down, and Nevare was one of them.

Nezena knew that her enemy was incredibly strong. At first, she assumed they were just a Level 4 Constellation Mage. However, when he used his domain, she realized her enemy was already a Level 5 Constellation Mage.

Although Moku had faced powerful enemies before, the domain abilities of a Level 5 Constellation Mage were not something he could currently overcome. He needed a stronger power than just his Mantra Path, Weapon Path, and Body Building Path.

Moku had to possess equal strength to neutralize the power of a mage within their domain abilities.

"Thank you," Nezena said.

Nevare shook her head. "It would be foolish to charge ahead without knowing if we can win or not. I'm still not ready to become a widow," she said bluntly.

Nezena smiled wistfully. "I'm not ready to lose you either. So, can you please wipe that angry face of revenge off?"

"You would have the same face if you were in my position. Besides, if you mind it so much, why don't you get up from there and force me?" Nevare retorted harshly.

If anyone else overheard their conversation without seeing their expressions, they would assume that the two Valkyries were arguing and insulting each other. But in reality, Nezena was trying to restrain Nevare from seeking revenge alone.

Moku may be hot-headed, but that's because he possessed unwavering confidence and seemed to be blessed, always emerging alive from the deadliest situations. However, the true hot-headed title belonged to Nevare. She didn't care if it was dangerous or deadly as long as it could alleviate her frustration, she would do it.

*Knock! *Knock! *Knock!

Before Nezena could say anything, the sound of a door knock interrupted her. Her bedroom door opened, and a stunning Valkyrie entered.

"Your Majesty Holy Queen, I've brought you some food," the Valkyrie said. However, she was taken aback when she saw Nevare sitting there, gazing at her. "Your Majesty Progenitor Queen, forgive me for not greeting you. I didn't know you were in the room," she said with a bowed head.

"Isita, you are also Moku's wife. You don't need to address me or Nezena as 'Your Majesty.' Just call us by our names!" Nevare snapped.

"Forgiv--"

"Nevare, let her do what she wants and say what she wants," Nezena's voice cut in before Isita could apologize.

Nevare turned to Nezena and grunted without saying a word. Of course, Isita saw this as a sign of rivalry and conflict between the two Valkyries. She didn't want to be caught in the middle, so Isita hastily placed the food tray next to the bed and left the room.

She didn't even dare eavesdrop and quickly distanced herself from Nezena's room.

"When did the four of us become revered as Main Queens like this? Shouldn't we all be sisters?" Nevare sighed in frustration.

Without any words of reproach or sarcasm from Nevare, Nezena, Nerphyl, Nedira, or even Moku, Moku's wives had formed groups and established their individual statuses. The first four wives of Moku were regarded as the Main Queens and held a higher status than the other wives.

"Unlike humans, elves have a very long lifespan. Before Isita and the other elves became Valkyries, they had already lived as elves for decades. That's why the concept of higher status within the King's harem is deeply ingrained in their minds. I can't force them to change just like that," Nezena replied.

"What about our other sisters from Hobgoblin or Druid backgrounds?"

Not only were there status hierarchies, but Moku's harem had also been divided into different groups. Each wife in a group treated the other wives within the same group as sisters, and they regarded the Main Queen of their respective group as their leader.

"Sylphs are a reclusive monster race. To protect themselves, the Sylph race has distanced themselves from other monster races and confined themselves to a small circle. Nerphyl is their queen, descended from previous queens. Moku never changed her name, so she remains the Queen of Fairies.

"Goblins, on the other hand, are the most numerous monster race. Although they don't actively form groups, the sense of majority still exists within their hearts. Moku needs someone to be their leader and control that sense of the majority. That's why, whether she likes it or not, Nedira holds that position. That's why she's called the People Queen," Nezena explained.

Nevare fell silent and gazed deeply at Nezena. It was as if she had just witnessed something astonishing. "Weren't you once a slave? How do you understand politics so well?" she asked, without intending to offend.

Nezena simply snorted and replied, "They discussed many things while torturing me."

Nevare's eyes, which were previously filled with curiosity, instantly turned angry. Her teeth clenched, and a growl rumbled from her throat. "HUMAN!!"

Nezena merely stared back at Nevare's angry face before making a snide remark, "I really dislike that expression on your face."

Nevare regained her composure and wiped the expression off her face.

Then Nezena remembered something and said, "Nevare, can you stop Nash from visiting me all the time? I'm not his mother, and I don't have enough energy to listen to his love stories every day!"

Nevare snorted, "Maybe if you stop acting like his mother, he'll stop bothering you."

"Tsk!"

Nash was the first baby she had taken care of in her entire life, so it was impossible for Nezena not to love him like her own child. Even though she now had many children, she still doted on Nash as if he were her own.

"Hey, after all this, do you want to have a threesome?" Nevare suddenly asked.

Nezena grinned, "He really annoys you, huh? Well, why not? It's been a while since we overwhelmed our husband."

Both Valkyries smiled simultaneously. Their true relationship was not easily discernible just by hearing their words. Rumors of their feud had spread throughout the kingdom. Only the Asuras with their inner eyes could say, "There is no bond of sisterhood closer than that between the Progenitor Queen and the Holy Queen."