Pirate Kingship-Chapter 575 - 419: The Bones of Relatives, The Blood of the Beloved (6500)
「Time moved slightly ahead.」
"Your Majesty, the Lord of Heaven, why are you moving so slowly? Where’s the surprise you promised? How much longer must poor little me wait? Giggle, giggle, giggle..."
The Succubus Princess, her eyes covered, kept calling out to Byron, wriggling her body, causing the gold silk dress she wore to loosen quite a bit.
However, Byron, who should have been charmed and under the spell of [Enchantment upon Humans], seemed to have not a trace of the infatuation in his eyes from moments ago.
After all, if a Night Demon Prince could be so easily beguiled by a succubus, then how could they ever hold power within the Night Demon ranks?
It wasn’t just the succubus; Byron had an extremely high resistance to various common Black Sorcery used among the Night Demons.
The only concern was the unique Secret Arcane Arts researched by the Mythical Creatures themselves.
As for the charm of the Succubus Princess that could drive all normal males wild? Heh, perhaps once she advanced to the Fifth Order, possessing charm so strong it could transcend the barriers of species, she could then come before him and flaunt it.
Until that moment, I remain steadfastly devoted!
Byron glanced down indifferently at his opponent. As he had expected, the wanton Succubus Princess had come hiking completely bare beneath her dress.
It seemed she was too eager to even wait for the time it takes to strip.
With just one look, everything was laid plain to see. Not only that, but right in the middle of her clearly defined and solid-looking abs shimmered a peculiar, pink, glowing Curse Seal.
It pulsed, dimming and brightening rhythmically, as if having a life of its own and breathing.
Perhaps to other eyes, this would be completely invisible, but to him, a Prince of Night Demons with even higher authority in the same domain, it was all too clear.
Yet, when Byron used the Sailing Logbook to observe this succubus, it was unlike looking at the [Secret Arcane Art · Volcanic Ripple] in the hands of the Captain of the Guard.
It was as though an additional layer of frosted glass was in between, giving a hazy, blurred effect. Apart from the name [Succubus Mark], nothing else was visible.
Byron deduced from various signs that aside from Theresis Achebeir’s Class and Spirituality greatly surpassing his, she might also have possessed some high-Rank treasure or a wondrous Black Sorcery unknown to him.
No matter what trick you have up your sleeve, you’re definitely going to die today. This place was indicated by the Desire Compass as the best ambush site—surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea on one, with no complex terrain. Even if you turn to ashes, you won’t escape this dead end. While sometimes this device isn’t very reliable, the possibilities it suggests are undeniable. As long as I capture you, I’m certain to obtain that gem atop the Dark Sorcery Crown—the [Bloodline Codex] that leads directly to the Divine Domain!
Byron retreated silently. Behind him, the calm sea surface mirrored two massive shadows.
One was the Ammonite, Little Snail, which had stationed itself here earlier; the other was the [Blue Dragon King], lurking on the Edge of the World, ready to strike at any moment!
When hunting a rabbit, even a lion gives his all. This matter concerned his nonhuman path and his goal of immortality, so he unhesitatingly bet everything at once.
It didn’t matter if the opponent was merely a disguised Fourth Order.
Even if a Fifth Order [King’s Title] came here alone, faced with his uncle, his father, Violet, and Byron himself—four Fourth Order powers—plus dozens of Third Order beings and over a thousand Undead Sailors, they would most likely perish on the spot from the siege.
It was all about the information advantage.
This [Lord of Heaven] couldn’t even begin to guess Byron’s myriad identities. On native soil, who could possibly know his true identity? And who would connect that to the colonial great war at the Chasm Trench?
"Come here, good man..."
"Come here, Big Spear, Big Spear..."
All of this was done so stealthily by Byron that the Succubus Princess, bound and with her senses sealed, still believed she was just partaking in a fun prenuptial ritual.
Her seductive calls, soft as feathers, touched the heart. Each one seemed to land right in the pit of one’s stomach, involuntarily causing shivers.
If Byron hadn’t been alone on the beach, if instead a grand army had been laying siege, who knows how many would have already succumbed to the irresistibly bewitching calls and charged forward with their spears?
Perhaps because Byron had delayed taking action, the lone succubus, having wailed for some time, grew impatient. Her tone suddenly turned much firmer as she activated [Enchantment upon Humans], commanding, "Come here, kiss me!"
Byron knew his methods wouldn’t confuse the succubus for much longer. With time pressing, he instinctively looked back at the cliff opposite them.
He had been coordinating operations and deploying personnel through the internal network of the [Golden Law], so he was obviously aware of where the assassination attempt had hit a snag.
The [Death Roulette Bet] is shockingly powerful, but too restrictive. Once the ability is triggered, it must immediately unleash a doubled-strength attack, with no chance to prepare in advance. If only we could find a Sacred Relic that would allow us to adjust our own luck, then this ability could truly shine on the battlefield. There’s no choice now; I’ll just have to stall for Violet for the time being.
The next moment, the blindfolded Succubus Princess felt a large, wet tongue, carrying Byron’s unique captivating scent, lick her face.
Her body, which had been burning with heat, suddenly cooled, and she felt a refreshing coolness wash over her.
But at that moment, besides wondering why the tongue felt so large, she found it strange. After dozens of licks, there was still no sign of lips, nor was there any subsequent move.
