My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon

The sound of cutlery softly rang out in the Guild hall’s dining room. A small group gathered to enjoy a festive dinner before the day passed.

"Psst. Can you taste anything, Bianca?" Charlotte asked.

"Yep! When I am using Chiara’s body, I can. This dessert is sublime, Lottie!"

Hearing Bianca’s positive comment, Ned chuckled in satisfaction, "Haha, if you only knew how much Lottie worried about this dinner, Bianca. She was a nervous wreck."

"Neddy! You promised not to tell!"

Despite Charlotte’s outburst, her partner simply smiled and massaged her hand. Like magic, she settled down and murmured, "Hmph! I will definitely complain later!"

Those around them laughed awkwardly at the exchange. Despite it being a dinner, only a handful were eating food. The rest were instead eating various monster cores.

From the standpoint of humanity, it was a gathering of beauties and gentlemen who were out of this world. Their skin and sky, while the same as people’s, couldn’t hide the fierce power and presence underneath.

The Beowolves, Bastion, Silent, and Fluffy. The Flame Phoenixes, Sunny, and her husband Flare; Karnathians, Woody, and Blooms. There was also Yearns, who represented Virexar, and Epsilon for Ysh-Natul.

There was only one non-representative, non-family, present, Burny who was perched on Fluffy’s seat. Along with the three humans, it totaled thirteen.

Of course, the thirteen gathered at present were at the command of Elian and Bianca. The two in particular grew pleased to see the members of their faction. Each one present represented a power they could tap into.

All of which they would desperately need for the coming battles.