ISEKAI? More like I See Crap!-Chapter 94: Secrets and Ambitions ( )

In the grand throne room of the Human Kingdom, the five summoned heroines knelt respectfully before King Aswand, their heads slightly bowed in deference.

Luna, acting as the leader, raised her voice in a calm and composed manner.

"Your Majesty, we have successfully completed the quest you entrusted to us."

The other heroines remained silent, maintaining their poised and disciplined posture as they awaited the king’s response.

"Good. But the reason I have summoned you all here is not about the quest."

Luna lifted her head slightly. "What do you require of us, Your Majesty?"

King Aswand leaned forward on his throne, his gaze firm. "I am entrusting you with a mission. You are to meet with the Beastkin King and ensure this official letter is delivered directly into his hands."

Luna hesitated for a moment before asking, "May I inquire about the contents of the letter, Your Majesty?"

King Aswand’s gaze sharpened as he held up a sealed letter. "This message contains an important diplomatic proposal. You are to ensure it is placed directly in the hands of the Beastkin King."

"It is a formal request to strengthen the alliance between our kingdoms. Given the recent tensions, I believe it is time for both nations to secure a lasting bond—one that will benefit both sides."

His words sounded reasonable, but there was a weight behind them. Luna couldn’t shake the feeling that this was more than just an alliance request.

King Aswand leaned back. "The Beastkin King will understand the meaning behind my words. That is all you need to know."

With that, he waved a hand, dismissing further inquiries.

King Aswand leaned back on his throne, his regal expression betraying none of the dark thoughts swirling in his mind. Before him, the summoned heroines knelt respectfully, waiting for his command. Yet, his focus wasn’t on them.

Inside Aswand’s mind: Princess Ellyna... such a rare gem.

At first, he had dismissed her as nothing more than a pretty little beastkin royal princess. But now? Now he knew the truth.

Her Absolute Eye was beyond valuable—it could steal any skill, learn any technique, and most importantly... transfer those powers to another.

To me.

A slow smirk tugged at his lips. The potential was limitless. Strength, magic, divine abilities—Ellyna could take them all and offer them to him on a silver platter. And she wouldn’t even need to know she was doing it.

But that wasn’t all she had to offer.

Ellyna... just imagining her in my chambers... obedient, trembling, completely mine...

Aswand’s fingers tapped slowly against the armrest of his throne. She wasn’t just powerful—she was exquisite. Those soft, delicate features, her near-human beauty enhanced by those exotic ears and tail... The thought of claiming both her power and her body sent a surge of anticipation through him.

He chuckled inwardly. She belongs in a king’s bed, not running around like some wild stray.

Of course, the Beastkin Kingdom would never hand her over willingly. But a royal marriage? That would make everything legal, proper, and respectable.

They will celebrate it. Praise it. A union of two kingdoms, a diplomatic victory.

And behind closed doors? She will serve me—fully.

The smirk on his lips deepened. Once she’s mine, I’ll have everything. Power, beauty... submission.

Aswand leaned back into his throne, fingers lazily tracing the ornate carvings on the armrest. His human queen? Boring. The other wives? Dull.

Even the so-called heroines barely stirred his interest anymore. Sure, he had already taken his pleasures where he saw fit—Paladin Olivia, so righteous and proud, had eventually given in to his advances behind closed doors. But even that conquest had lost its thrill.

He wanted something special. Something new.

And Ellyna... oh, she was perfect.

A princess, untouched, exotic, carrying a power unlike any other. Not just her Absolute Eye, but the skills she would absorb—the strength of heroes, the techniques of legends—all of it his to claim through her.

His grip on the throne tightened. Once I have her, beauty and power will belong to me.

Several days later.

Luna and the other heroines, along with their two royal escorts—the tank, Leoric, and the berserker, Cyprian—were now at Yumia Town, the border town between the Human Kingdom and the Beastkin Kingdom.

"Within a day, we’ll arrive at the Beastkin Kingdom," Luna declared, stretching her arms. "Let’s finish this quest and meet the Beastkin King. The sooner we finish, the sooner we get our reward."

"Yeah! I can’t wait to buy new robes and a new staff," Mira said excitedly, practically bouncing on her feet.

Meanwhile, Olivia, the Paladin, was admiring her new armor and weapon, running a hand over the polished metal of her gauntlet.

Emma noticed and frowned. "Where did you get that new armor and weapon, Olivia?"

Olivia blinked before flashing a composed smile. "Oh, this? I saved up."

Emma tilted her head. "Saved up? Really?"

Olivia nodded. "Of course. I’ve been careful with my earnings."

Luna crossed her arms, her sharp eyes scrutinizing Olivia. "Strange. I don’t recall you ever being that frugal."

Zenny, who was adjusting the strap of her crossbow, smirked. "Maybe she got a special sponsor?"

For the briefest moment, Olivia stiffened, but she quickly recovered. "Don’t be ridiculous. I just managed my gold wisely, that’s all."

Mira, twirling a strand of her hair, rolled her eyes. "Well, whatever. As long as you can swing that sword properly, who cares where you got it?"

Emma, however, wasn’t convinced. Olivia’s sudden upgrade didn’t sit right with her.

Inside her mind, questions swirled. That armor... that weapon... even her shield... Emma’s sharp eyes traced over the polished steel, the intricate engravings, the sheer craftsmanship. These aren’t ordinary gear. They’re made from the highest quality materials—far beyond what an adventurer of our status could afford.

She stole another glance at Olivia, who was busy inspecting her gauntlet with an air of satisfaction. Something isn’t right. Even if she saved up, how could she afford such top-tier equipment?

The thought nagged at her.

Did she receive it as a gift? No, that wouldn’t make sense—who would be generous enough to hand over such expensive gear without expecting something in return?

Emma bit her lip. Unless... someone powerful is backing her.

But who? And why?

She wanted to ask her, but for now, she believed it better to let it go.

They had more pressing matters—within a day, they would reach the Beastkin Kingdom. And whether they realized it or not, they were stepping into far more dangerous territory than just another diplomatic errand.

( End of Chapter )