Pirate Kingship-Chapter 605 - 434: Swapping the Beams with Rotten Timbers, Expelling the Wolf to Swallow the Tiger
Checkmate!
The THUD of Succubus Teris kneeling instantly reversed half of the perilous situation where Byron's group had been caught between a wolf and a tiger. Byron's only concern was the Fourth Order Succubus Teris, who wielded the Zero-Level Sacred Relic [Blood Cup]. As long as he could capture this key figure, the rest of the Second Prince's camp posed no real threat.
But for Teris, who held herself in high esteem and treated men as playthings, this moment was a humiliation unlike any she had ever experienced. She was born to be a queen, destined to be above all, accustomed only to men kissing her feet and gratefully accepting the lashings of her love. When had she ever been subjected to such treatment?
However, the rebellious thought that had just begun to surface in her heart was instantly dispelled by Teris herself. Adopting a humble posture that would have broken the heart of the Second Prince [Playboy] standing behind her, she placed her whip and the Blood Cup on the ground. Then, with her palms facing upward, she touched her forehead to Byron's feet, proclaiming, "His Royal Highness the Prince, I beg your forgiveness for my impertinence. Your servant, Theresis Achebeir, will offer you her loyalty, body, soul, and everything."
When Byron no longer concealed his power, she had already sensed the disparity in their Life Essence. The suppression from a higher-Rank being on the same path made it impossible for the Fourth Order Succubus to resist Byron's [Dominate Lesser Servants]. At that moment, she was intoxicated by Byron's aura and intimidated by his stern, domineering presence. Ultimately, she submitted to the Rank of the Prince of Night Demons, two faint hearts flickering in her eyes.
Byron, too, finally set aside his worries.
Not bad, he thought. There's a hint of 'inferiors knowing their place' about her now.
He sensed that [Dominate Lesser Servants] might not be as effective on a Fourth Order Succubus as it was on Low Sequence therianthropes. But for now, as long as he didn't force Teris to commit suicide, deprive her of the foundations of her existence, or act severely against her own interests, she wouldn't offer fierce resistance. Making her perform acts, like those one might find in avi, rmvb, or mp4 files, would be trivial.
No, it should be said that the thought process of a Succubus is completely different from that of normal people. Byron suddenly felt something strange against his calf. Looking down at the Succubus from his superior position, he had an unobstructed view of her snow-white, full-moon-like buttocks and her fluid, graceful figure. A slender tail emerged from behind her, coiling around his calf where it rested on the ground. This was clearly the Succubus's instinct. Like a cat with a bad temper, she enjoyed toying with her prey when she held the power of life and death, yet she became very obedient and clingy when faced with a strong master.
Byron, however, felt no delight. On the contrary, her submissive attitude considerably dampened even his excitement from ascending to a Mythical Creature and attaining immortality. My ascension is still too slow! Far too slow! he fumed internally.
He was always the type to plan three steps ahead. Gazing at the Succubus prostrating before him, he couldn't help but think of the pinnacle of the [Night Demon] path: [Mother of Creation, Lilith], the holder of the highest Rank among all Night Demons. Teris acts this way towards me, Byron mused. Is it possible I would act the same way before Lilith?
In the past, Black Witches hadn't concerned themselves with this, believing the Old Gods had been dead for nearly two thousand years and would continue to slumber. They didn't mind having a conceptual god reigning above them. However, the fragments of truth he was now piecing together suggested otherwise.
Once Lilith, who has been in eternal slumber, awakens, She will naturally wield greater control over Her Night Demons than even a [Prince of Night Demons]. Then it would be his turn to recognize superiors above himself. Even if I could rely on the balance among the three 'Covenants with the Divine' to avoid Lilith's control, other Night Demons wouldn't have such a privilege. All the major Black Witch Syndicates that rose using Lilith's knowledge, along with their Affiliated Sects, would likely face earth-shattering upheavals. Immortality comes at a price. If I, the first on the Old Continent to attain immortality, end up living a shorter life than a mortal, that would be truly absurd! Time waits for no one!
"Damn you! What have you done to my Teris? Kill him! Kill this bastard immediately and rescue Miss Teris!"
The Second Prince [Playboy], following behind the Succubus, clearly hadn't grasped the situation. He assumed his beloved beauty had fallen victim to some despicable transcendent ability of Byron's. In his urgency, his first response was to rescue his beauty.
"Yes, Your Highness."
WHOOSH!
The Fly Mother [Plague Emissary], his partner and consort, immediately sprang into action. Utilizing her species' unique flying prowess to get behind Byron, she aimed the [Time Thief] at his back, preparing to strike his heart. This wasn't out of any particular loyalty to the Second Prince; she was merely acting in her own self-interest, hoping to secure a powerful patron for the future. She had allied herself with this [Playboy], rather than any other prince, purely because only he possessed a taste depraved enough to stomach a Fly Mother. It was much like the Eldest Prince's maternal clan, the Earthquake Dragon Tribe; though they were a laughingstock among the other Totemic God Tribes, none had prospered more than them in the past century. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Yet even now, she remained oblivious to a terrifying side effect possessed by the Sacred Relic in her hands. Since falling under Teris's spell, the [Playboy] had eyes for no other woman. The Plague Emissary, this rather unique Fly Mother, had long ago become a pawn to be sacrificed.
Moreover, as she closed in behind Byron, aiming for his heart...
