Primordial Chaos Dragon Tower: Harem System-Chapter 1481: Reason why they hate each other

With Vika leading the way, they reached the restaurant she recommended in less than an hour. It was nothing compared to Lord Bimk’s Restaurant. However, it was good enough for them.

Kent’s main aim in bringing them was to learn more about them and also find out more about Fallon’s former profession.

Since she and Vika also seemed to be at each other’s throats, he wanted to address that too before they moved to the clothes store. There are other perverted plans in mind, but for now, he just wants to hear them talk.

Kent had no problem with the clothes he had on. After all, he can change them any way he wants. However, Vexthra said the ladies could use some clothes, so he would take them out to get some.

The food was served, with most of it going to Kent. He didn’t mind eating his fill despite having the means to live for thousands of years without food, and he wouldn’t lose weight.

At the table, he saw how Fallon was eyeing Vika. If she could, she would kill her where she sat.

Kent smiled and asked, "Fallon, why don’t you tell me how you two met? And don’t hesitate to reveal every last thing. Aysel is now safe, so tell me everything."

She sat there for a few minutes, playing with her noodles. In the end, she sighed and started to speak.

"I came from a merchant family. Both my parents are merchants, so you can say it rubbed off on me from a young age.

When I came of age, I started escorting my parents on business trips to many cities and sometimes even to other continents. Along the way, I started to pick up things about procuring goods.

Later, I joined a sect to cultivate and become stronger. In this vast universe, nothing is easy, so I needed strength to back up my ambitions. While there, I met a woman who claimed to be a collector. We became friends, and after 500 years, she taught me all she knew.

So when I left the sect, I decided to become a collector. However, since I had no money to back up my dreams, I pivoted to collecting for people.

In no time, my reputation started to spread. I have an eye for valuable things, and those I collected for were impressed and recommended me to their friends.

That was when I met her master. Initially, I never knew I had gone into bed with monsters."

"Wow, isn’t monster such a harsh word?" Vika feigned hurt; however, Fallon didn’t care.

"If killing people for money doesn’t make you a monster, then I guess I will marry a monster." Her words were rather sharp, something Kent saw struck a chord in Vika’s heart.

She may look calm on the outside, but inwardly, he could tell she was burning with rage, guilty and hurt.

"The first few years I worked for that monster were normal. Along the way, he assigned Vika as my personal guard whenever he sent me to collect on his behalf. We became friends, and over the years, our relationship deepened.

Along the way, I saw her as my best friend." Fallon sighed. "If only I knew the kind of viper she was, I wouldn’t have trusted her with my sister’s secret. But I guess the desperate me wanting a shoulder to lean on resulted in me ending up falling face-first."

Fallon sighed and bent her head down.

She seemed regretful and perhaps guilty about how her relationship with Vika ended. They were indeed best friends back in the day. Now, there is no telling whether that friendship can be fixed, especially after Fallon lost her entire family because of her.

Lene reached for Fallon’s trembling hand while Kent worked on clearing a plate of noodles. Afterward, he turned and looked at Vika.

"Why did you betray your best friend?"

Vika’s expression turned solemn. "I didn’t betray her, at least not on purpose." She tried to look at Fallon, but the latter turned away from her.

"When Fallon told me about her sister, I realized she was the person every last agent in my organization had been looking for.

Ten years before I became aware, a command came from the Supreme Realm. According to the order, the Sin of Gluttony lives in this world, and our job is to find her.

When Fallon told me about Aysel, I did what I do best, making sure all who suspected her were eliminated."

Fallon turned and looked at Vika, who turned and looked back at her. "Yes, your family was under surveillance. It turns out a tiny human had no business eating ten plates of noodles and 15 breadsticks. Some agents received leads that pointed to your sister.

So I killed them. Unfortunately, one of them managed to report to the headquarters before I got to him. When I realised what had happened, I tried to come to you and perhaps help you escape safely. But I was too late.

By the time I reached your home, the deed had already been done. I tried to follow, but my master asked me to help the other agents track you down using the Dream Surveillance cave.

I, over the past years, had done my best to lead them on a wild goose chase. But there is only so much I could do, so don’t blame me too much.

The organisation I work for is indeed responsible for your loss, but I tried my best to help, okay? I am sorry I couldn’t do much."

"As if I will believe any word coming out of your dirty mouth. If you really wanted to keep us safe, why did you then come after us? Or are you telling me, after living thousands of years already, you don’t recognise when you are being used as bait?"

Vika’s eyes widened. "What are you talking about?" she asked, her expression turning ugly.

Lene intervened. "After spending thousands of years leading them to dead ends, they were bound to suspect you, so they sent you instead, knowing you would lead them directly to them.

You care too much about her that you didn’t even notice when you were being used to get to her."

"Impossible. I made sure I covered all my tracks."

"That never stopped them before, did it?" Fallon smirked and turned her head away while Vika bowed in a defeated posture. She clearly didn’t mean to hurt the two sisters, but now that it had been pointed out to her, she seemed to realise her mistake.

"Relax, everyone. The most important thing now is that Aysel is safe. As for those who intend to use you as bait, there is no need to worry about them.

Vexthra had already wiped the tracker they had on you, so you have nothing to worry about. That said, it will be best if you two stop fighting for now." Kent took a sip of his wine and set the glass down.

"After this mission is over, and you still want to rip each other’s clothes off, I wouldn’t mind buying a front-row ticket to watch."

Lene smiled, taking a small chunk of meat and placing it into her mouth. Vika and Fallon gave each other a silent stare before they turned to their food.

After a few bites, they lost their appetite. In the end, Kent ate all the plates, citing that wasting food is not good.

Thankfully, he found the root of the beef between Vika and Fallon. Next, he would work on patching things up in his own twisted way.