My Life In A Fantasy, Women-Dominated World

Chapter 163: Bigger Evil

Aaron harvested the gold shrooms delicately, tossing them in another pocket that he created using nanobots specially.

It was softened and padded with cotton, making sure that the shrooms wouldn’t be harmed even if he ran and moved at his highest speed.

Alyssa told him that stealing the shrooms was enough and he didn’t need to bother with destroying the narcoshroom farms of the stealth tribe.

Thus now, the group was on its way to the next tribe on the way.

The Strength Tribe.

As for the stealth tribe, they were left destroyed and in shambles.

They tried chasing after Aaron for a bit but when he broke into a sprint, even their fastest travelling methods couldn’t keep up.

Not only did he steal their gold shrooms, but he even kidnapped their great elder.

It wasn’t a good day for the poor stealth tribe.

And talking of the great elder, Aaron fished her out of his pocket, not really trusting the knowledge that Alyssa and the venom elder had told him.

Or rather, he simply wanted to confirm it.

"Have you ever met the Empress of Serenity?" Aaron asked the stealth elder with a hum, feeling curious about the member of the great and elusive primordial race.

"Hah." she scoffed dryly, "No. Of course not. No one meets the empress, you foolish monster."

"What...? You said earlier that the venom elder is doing all of this just to meet the empress!" Aaron retorted.

"Wrong. I said that the toxic cunt is doing all this just to ’see’ the empress." she said with a heavy emphasis on ’see’.

"Ah..." He rolled his eyes, correcting his question and asking again, "So have you ’seen’ the empress?"

"..." The stealth elder went silent, sighing, "Yes. Once."

"Great, tell me how she looks and how big she is?" he asked excitedly.

Earlier his mind would’ve assumed her to be the normal human size or maybe even larger, but after interacting with these miniaturized creatures, he wasn’t feeling so sure.

The stealth elder laid back on his left shoulder, lounging on the broad area while a nanotech chain was attached onto her waist, keeping her pinned to the place.

And in a similar condition, Alyssa rested on his right shoulder.

"She is the most beautiful being I have seen in my life, and if I had the opportunity to, I would serve her till I die.

As for her size... I do not know. She appears in different sizes, all depending on her mood... or so we assume."

"Is that so? What do you think, Alyssa?" Aaron asked while looking at his right shoulder slightly.

"Hmph, what does it matter? Sir Aaron has found a better source of information. This puny venom mushfolk hasn’t had the pleasure of seeing the empress yet, so I cannot offer any knowledge." Alyssa spoke in a tiny, pouty voice.

She appeared like a miniaturized version of a Japanese anime girl that cannot be honest with herself for God’s sake.

Aaron found it more cute than irritating as he chuckled lightly and tapped the red mushroom cap on her head, making her head bob lower.

Her cheeks puffed out as she flailed her hands, trying to push his poking finger away but being unable to do so.

"But the venom elder sure is weird, I heard she is raising two red caps this time." The stealth elder commented from the other shoulder, her voice loud enough that even Alyssa could hear her.

Aaron didn’t know what the term ’red cap’ signifies, but if he had to guess, he would guess it means the women like Alyssa.

She had a red coloured mushroom cap on her head, similar to the cap of another mushfolk woman in the venom tribe, the small girl.

While for the great elder herself, she appeared to possess a golden cap on her head instead of red.

He smartly chose to remain silent, maintaining his stride in the strength tribe’s direction while letting Alyssa reply to the stealth elder’s comment.

"Indeed, there are two of us in the venom tribe. Why? Does the great stealth elder think that it’s a waste of a gold shroom to raise two at once?" Alyssa said snarkily.

"Well isn’t that obvious, sweetheart? It’s a big waste." The stealth elder appeared to be unfazed by Alyssa’s tone, "Not only is your elder giving hope to two poor sacrifices, your ages are also different. Hah, I really don’t understand how that toxic bitch’s mind works."

"Well you won’t understand because all you can think of is farming golden shrooms and nothing else!" Alyssa shouted.

"Heh." The stealth elder burst out laughing, "Hey hey, monster, your name is Aaron isn’t it?"

"Yes." he replied, amused.

"Good, so Aaron, do you know the meaning of the word ’hypocrite’?" she asked laughing, "These toxic sluts send a fucking monster—no shame to you or your appearance—to destroy my fucking tribe and steal my shrooms, and they dare say ’I’ am farming shrooms?"

Aaron remained silent, only looking at Alyssa with a small smirk.

He was trying his best not to laugh or agree with the stealth elder’s rant. She was correct in his opinion, but he didn’t want a victor.

He needed knowledge... which he could get easily by letting these two fight and absorbing the useful bits and pieces they mention.

Like he managed to learn that the gold shrooms he was collecting were actually a plant version of Alyssa’s kind... the special mushfolks that weren’t given a chance to live.

Alyssa went silent at the stealth elder’s cold retort.

She thought of many replies that she could give to the stealth elder, but none of them felt right.

After a brief moment of thought, she herself seemed to notice how hypocritical she was sounding.

She was blaming them for killing their red caps and turning them into gold shrooms, but here she was, sitting on the shoulder of a world-ending monster, capable of destroying whole tribes in mere seconds, telling him the directions to the said tribes.

Why? To steal the gold shrooms from other tribes.

So...

Who was the bigger evil among them?