Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 486 - 78: Lady of Fury’s Gift

Tutu Port.

A luminous moon shines down on the tranquil harbor, as if the bloody slaughter of the previous days has been soothed by the waves.

Two beautiful maidservants carefully carry trays to the second floor of the villa, one tray bearing fine wine and delicacies, while the other holds a jar of olive oil. Their footsteps are extremely light, wary of disturbing the lady within.

"Hmm, come in."

Upon hearing the woman’s voice from inside, the two young maidservants entered the room with bowed heads, which was filled with luxurious items, some clearly belonging only to the Golden Coast Royal Family.

Light reddish thin curtains hung down, and the sea breeze from the window lifted the sheer fabric. When they inadvertently looked up, they saw their once arrogant mistress now kneeling by the bed like a slave. She wore only a dress as thin as a cicada’s wing, the breeze revealing her graceful curves, with an astonishing waist-to-hip ratio. Opposite her sat the man who in battle resembled a Heavenly God Descending. His deep gaze was fixed on the distance, watching the undulating waves beneath the dark night.

The two maidservants knelt on the ground, raising and carefully placing the trays on the nearby stand.

Gurgle.

The beautiful pirate with fiery red hair rose, wiped her mouth with a hand, and arrogantly spread her long arms like a queen. The two maidservants immediately stepped forward to remove her sheer gown, one of them kneeling to serve at her strong, long legs, while the other picked up the jar and applied the olive oil evenly to her shapely body.

Duncan withdrew his gaze, somewhat surprised at the scene before him.

"Pirates have no gender."

"Or rather, if you want others to fear you, you must make those bastards ignore your gender."

The red-haired, beautiful woman’s expression hesitated for a moment, then cautiously explained, "I can’t get too close to any man; it would make them consider me weak, even have inappropriate thoughts."

Duncan nodded, showing understanding. He too was a man, and men sometimes boastfully overconfident.

This was evidently what the beautiful pirate woman did not want to see.

She looked at Duncan’s expression, seemingly relieved, and whispered, "They are my concubines; after all, one needs to relax a bit after returning from the sea."

Understood.

No wonder they are so skilled.

As a former emperor, Duncan had seen everything, and was merely slightly surprised, not finding anything unusual.

Too many upper-class nobles were degenerate and decadent.

As a woman, to keep concubines like a man does, it seems this pirate possesses more ambition than he anticipated, wanting to Command her subordinates like a man.

The pirate was now covered in olive oil, resembling a stunning work of art. She gestured to her concubines and knelt again before Duncan, softly speaking, "They were all carefully selected by me. They possess quite unique skills."

As she spoke, she pinched one concubine’s lips, who immediately obediently stuck out her tongue, wrapping it around her finger.

The beautiful pirate then gently signaled, and the nearby concubine crawled to Duncan’s feet. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Hiss!

Duncan’s eyes narrowed slightly; they certainly had some skills.

The nearby pirate took some olive oil, poured it onto her chest, then hugged Duncan’s legs while applying the oil, her voice a low whisper, "They were sent from various places to the Golden City as obedient female slaves, meant as tribute to Prometheus, but I snatched them away."

Offer them to Prometheus?

Well done.

That’s the way it should be snatched; that dog will pay the price someday.

With the maidservants’ assistance, the beautiful woman was supported to sit down. She embraced Duncan’s neck, like vines clinging to the Heaven tree, breathing softly, "You’ve dragged me down."

"You must give me a child, a guarantee, a promise."

Her situation is now very dangerous.

A single misstep could lead to eternal damnation; without Duncan’s support, she could easily be attacked by other pirate forces.

At this moment, the pirate seemed like an exquisite horse rider on the battlefield. In the maidservants’ assistance, she swayed along, murmuring, "We’re in the same boat now."

"Give me a child, he will inherit everything I have!"

Duncan shook his head and sighed, "Don’t rush."

"Not so quickly."

"Besides, what you need now is more patience and endurance."

The desire to bear his offspring isn’t so easily fulfilled.

Then, he wrapped a single arm around the pirate’s slim waist, lifting her into the air, her eyes widened in the next moment, breath becoming rapid, slightly twitching, gaze gradually hollowing, her being like a small boat amidst a sea storm, always in danger of capsizing.

The maidservants beside looked on with eyes wide, hands covering their mouths, wanting to cry out but not daring to voice it.

This scene was too stunning.

Could this truly be the robust physique that humans should possess?

The beautiful pirate seemed like a fish about to drown, striving to endure until the last moment, to extract the essence, to acquire what she desired.

But her body was too frail.

Though she possessed extremely agile skills, comparable to an elf, her physique remained insufficient. Neither her tenacity nor stamina were enough, even her cherished flexibility, capable of performing numerous unbelievable moves in combat with her acrobatics, wasn’t enough to easily acquire what she wished for.