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,

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

"I was about to."

when he heard her answer, Willow knew that he didn't like it,

should not make

you mean?"

the spies we planted. A month later,

Doesn't it feel fishy?"

Willow pointed out.

informed us about this. Are

the shed, it might be a trap set up by someone using

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

looking down on

Saint Cultivator, Tazz, spoke as he glanced at

intention of hiding anything, I was

were you going to

of the situation. However, I cannot contact him

of my subordinates

Willow replied.

was later revealed that she was colluding with the enemy city, of course, he would be concerned. Locking the City was a perfectly logical decision. It is natural

is not like Oberon is dying,

is he doing that

Willow questioned.

chance that Oberon has contained this news from the citizens. However, with the City being locked for a month, many citizens

event that could divert

the Successor is

Prima spoke.

be more careful right now? The citizens' feeling hardly matters right now. The important part

Willow replied.

I admit, you are an

spoke as he