Supreme Harem God System

948 Something didn't feel right.

Inside a grand room, around a giant table, there sat 10 beings.

9 of these beings had similar features. Their heads were of a Falcon with intimidating eyes and a strong beak, while their bodies resembled humans with adequate muscles that displayed strength. They didn't wear any clothes to cover their upper bodies, they wore a dhoti to cover their legs.

Amongst these 9 Falconkin, there was a Falconkin who sat on the head position of the table, unlike other beings sitting on the table who radiated strong energy that would intimidate most of the beings in the world, he didn't radiate any energy at all.

However, just the dignity he carried himself with was enough to tell others that he was extraordinary.

He was Prima Skythorn.

The City Lord of the Skythorn Falcon City and a Divine Stage Cultivator.

The others sitting at the table were all Saint Stage Cultivators who had the most say in the matters regarding Skythorn Falcon City.

Well, everyone, except for a beautiful black-haired, green-

eyed woman with cat ears on her head. She was the only person who didn't seem to fit in, however, even with that, the calm look on her face was enough to know that she was not even slightly uncomfortable here.

As intimidating and overpowering the other 9 beings sitting beside her may be, the woman knew how to carry herself.

She just breathed calmly and looked into Prima's eyes with a small smile on her face.

She was Willow Feline, Oberon's wife, Felix's mother, and a Saint Stage woman who planned it all.

The other 8 Falconkins snorted. Although they didn't clearly show it, Willow could tell that they didn't want her here. Of course, not that their feelings ever mattered to her. In her eyes, even though these 8 Falconkins were stronger than her, they still weren't worth her attention.

"We have received Felix's Message."

A Peak Saint Stage Falconkin, Sheba, spoke up.

Then, he turned towards Willow and,

am sure you must have received it as well, why did you not report

"I was about to."

Prima narrowed his eyes when he heard her answer, Willow knew that

not make

you mean?" Prima narrowed

the spies we planted. A month later, the City hasn't even started working normally however, they are already choosing the successor and are even continuing with

Doesn't it feel fishy?"

Willow pointed out.

informed us about this. Are you

not doubting him but you know it as well, Felix is not the sharpest tool in the shed, it might be a trap set up by someone

to think that just because all of this is a trap, you are allowed to not report

looking down

Saint Cultivator, Tazz, spoke as he glanced at

had no intention of hiding anything, I

were you going to do

subordinate Leo and get the overview of the situation. However, I cannot contact him right now, this

contact half of my

Willow replied.

be concerned. Locking the City was a perfectly logical decision. It is natural that you cannot contact some of your spies, the City

reason for them to continue the tradition and select the successor, is there? It is not like Oberon is dying, he still has many centuries left to live, he can name Felix a

he doing that right

Willow questioned.

traitor, it sends a wrong message to the entire City, and there is a high chance that Oberon has contained this news from the citizens. However, with the City being locked for a month, many citizens must

event that could

is a perfect

Prima spoke.

sense? Shouldn't he be more careful right now? The citizens' feeling hardly matters right now. The important part is

Willow replied.

admit, you are an

spoke as he