Isekai Life as Ōtsutsuki

As they were eating comfortably and enjoying their time together, something that Yakou found on rare occasions, as he spent most if not all of his time training and practicing.

Pursuing his aim to get stronger and become the strongest under the heavens, he noticed a familiar aura entering the floor of the restaurant.

"We have a company..."

Suddenly Yakou muttered as Kirihara raised her brow, looking at him questioningly.

The moment he stated that two people entered the VIP Logue as one of them directly rushed to Yakou.

He was a tall, muscular, fair-skinned body that was covered with large battle scars with a long grey hair and with greyish eyes. He was wearing light brown pants and a red blazer with white fur lining.

"Muzaka."

Among the three major races that were leading the Evernight High Council, Blood Races, Werewolves and Arachnids, Muzaka Kallikratos was the son of the Werewolf Lord, an ancient being from primordial times.

It was said that the entire Werewolf Tribe were descendants of the Fenrir, a frightening Tier 7 Transcendental Being on the same level as Lord Shibai, if not stronger. Nobody knew what part of the truth was in this, but one was certain that the Werewolf Tribe was very powerful.

"You have finally left the Planet Tengoku Yakou? I thought that you would rot there cultivating like some boring old man."

Muzaka laughed loudly as he slapped Yakou on his back and while both of them were essentially Tier 2, Werewolves were born with tremendously ridiculous physical strength, especially those of Royal Blood that descended from the Fenrir.

"At least I am not causing chaos with my every step."

Yakou first met Muzaka Kallikratos one hundred years ago, during the official visit of the representatives of the Evernight High Council of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.

During that time, Muzaka was already three hundred years old and was already considered the elite High-Level Warrior of the Werewolf Tribe.

Naturally, they fought because Muzaka challenged him to fight, and surprisingly or not, he lost to the Crown Prince of the Ōtsutsuki Clan because Yakou exploited his weaknesses during the fight spectacularly, especially the fact that Muzaka was rather prone to going berserk.

Still, the two of them became friends after the spar and they met every decade to have their annual spar.

"Lord Muzaka, please keep the decorum on the public."

The second person who came with Muzaka stated, as the Heir of the Werewolf Tribe, frowned slightly.

"What are you, my mother Juraki?"

Juraki was a werewolf with blue eyes and hair. He has a tall and muscular frame while dressing in a long white tunic. His accessories comprise of gold earrings and clips that fasten his bandanna.

"I am sent to keep an eye on you, Lord Muzaka, by your mother; that is the difference."

Yakou knew Juraki was someone from the most prestigious lines among the Werewolf Tribe and was also High-Level Warrior, which was comparable to Tier 2 Ōtsutsuki, who ate Chakra Fruit and awakened his bloodline.

The Werewolf Heir frowned at that but didn't say anything to retort to the attendant that was sent to follow him with the main aim of preventing him from causing him trouble.

"I see that your mother didn't forget about the fiasco within the Dragon Clan."

The Crown Prince of the Ōtsutsuki remarked from the side as Werewolf blanched hearing that statement because the situation with the Dragon Clan caused the Evernight High Council to pay tremendous reparation to the Dragon Clan.

Normally the Dragons were reclusive creatures that lived in their own Origin World in a similar fashion to the Catopuses and Cathulhu. Yet they often traded with some factions from the outside, especially with the Ōtsutsuki Clan and Evernight High Council.

For the Evernight High Council, the Dragon Clan was trading the Dragon Blood for an extraordinary amount of treasures because, for the Blood Races, the blood of the dragon was a priceless treasure that could advance their strength by leaps and bounds.

"Shut up, pale eyes... I have told you several times it was not my fault; if that overgrown lizard didn't send me flying to that building, then nothing would happen."

Yakou just scoffed at his excuse because it was what it was... just a poor excuse.

"You should really work on your alibism better, Muzaka... Who even got the idea of fighting in the vicinity of the transport array."

Several years ago, Muzaka, like the battle maniac he was, got into a scuffle with one of the Dragon Princes and during their fight, Muzaka was shot by a humongous dragon directly to the teleportation array, which was connecting the Starveil Origin World and Dragon Nest.

Naturally, the Evernight High Council, respectively, the Werewolf Tribe, needed to pay for everything and that price was... extraordinary as well.

To the point where the Patriarch of the Tribe was enraged beyond belief at his son for causing such an incident.

"Ts... whatever..."

After exchanging some more pleasantries, they started eating while Werewolf Juraki was standing behind Muzaka and observing his Lord not to create any trouble. Due to his reputation as a troublemaker of the Evernight High Council, which was naturally very well deserved, one could never be sure.

"So what is the Crown Prince of pale eyes scheming today?"

Muzaka asked his friend, who had an unsavory reputation as a schemer among the higher-ups of the Ōtsutsuki Clan and Evernight High Council.

"Departing to the frontline with the Automatons in the Unknown Regions."

Hearing that, the Heir of the Werewolf Tribe raised his brow at that before he came to a decision.

"Then I am going with you."

There was no one more surprised hearing that than his attendant Juraki, but he quickly regained his composure. Going to the Unknown Regions, where the Automatons and Ōtsutsukis fought against each other, was relatively safe because there were not many high-end powerhouses.

"Do what you wish, but for the time being, try to control your instincts to fight everything that moves. We don't want to attract the attention of one of their main intelligences."

Automatons were a rather peculiar civilization that had many secrets and there was the reason why they were not yet conquered or wiped out by their stronger neighbors.

From what Yakou heard from his Elders was that the Automatons were supported by some peerless experts on the peak Tier 6.

Coupled with the other advantages that they had and creative strategies, they were able to resist the Ōtsutsuki Clan or Evernight High Council for a long time. Naturally, for Automatons to win any fight again, they required tremendous manpower and sacrifices.

"I know, I know... my old man already warned me about the dangers behind the Automatons."

As long as the Automatons were not pushed beyond a certain line, their backers won't make a move and would ignore it.