Pirate Kingship-Chapter 639 - 451: Rejecting Feminine Charm Begins with You

The restless summer wind blustered through the night as the sun gradually rose in the sky.

Then it was late morning, then high noon, and finally, sunset.

Ever since dusk the previous night, people living near the Governor's Mansion had been shouting, "Earthquake! Run for your lives!" and many fled seeking refuge.

The earthquake lasted for most of the night, with intermittent aftershocks continuing until dawn. Although the tremors subsided considerably after daybreak, faint ones could still be felt occasionally.

It wasn't until a full day and night had passed, late the following evening, that the tremors finally began to subside.

This was all because Miss Violet, who reveled in chaos, used her Queen's Authority to activate the National Border Lock, cloaking the entire Governor's Mansion. Consequently, no one could pinpoint the earthquake's source.

This also meant that even if her best friend screamed her lungs out, no one could hear. Furthermore, with the sunlight blocked, the two of them completely lost track of time.

"SHRIEK—!"

A high-pitched dragon cry abruptly cut off. As the battle between the two Demon Monsters ceased, the winds howling throughout the Governor's Mansion finally began to calm.

The Whale Oil Lamps in the bedroom flickered back to life.

Expensive undergarments lay torn to shreds, scattered across the teak floor.

The red Divine Light and Incantations of Life Alchemy covered the wooden bed, the bedroom, and even the entire Governor's Mansion. This was the primary reason the massive dragon battle hadn't caused the building to collapse.

It was simply monstrous!

Golden hair, like a waterfall, cascaded across the pillows, each strand reminiscent of brilliant sunbeams accidentally dropped upon the Mortal World at sunset.

A seductive Fairy, her skin as white as snow and a small golden horn on her forehead, was curled up in Byron's embrace with her back to him.

Her tall figure, over 172 centimeters, seemed almost petite in Byron's nearly two-meter embrace.

Her usually radiant Dragon Eyes were now slightly vacant, but her trembling long lashes and faint breaths confirmed she hadn't lost consciousness.

The Rose fragrance from the Mithril Dragon Lady, intensified by profuse perspiration, grew richer, mingling with her warmth as it gently wafted into Byron's nostrils.

Like a natural enchantment, she constantly radiated an astonishing allure.

And having been richly nourished by the "Prince of Night Demons"—that potent tonic—for a full day and night, Catherine's complexion was visibly improved, her entire being glowing softly from head to toe. This too indicated the fierceness of the battle.

After the First Embrace, those of the Night Demon Bloodline inevitably found themselves overwhelmed by intense lust and hunger (Bloodthirst Syndrome). Without caution, they could degenerate into a humanoid Beast, consumed by their Beastly side.

A dragon's nature, too, was to covet wealth, food, pleasure, and power.

Catherine was initially hesitant, but as the battle progressed, her proactivity rivaled Violet's. She even tried to take control several times, only for Byron to resolutely subdue her each time.

Even the augmentation from the Golden Law was of no use.

Clasping this bundle of warmth and softness tightly, Byron found he couldn't let go, kissing dry the sweat-beaded, smooth back of his sister.

He then pecked her crystalline earlobe, teasing, "Sister dear, you still want to turn the tables and become a Dragon Knight? Let's discuss that after you've ascended to a Fourth Order Mythical Creature and become a full-fledged dragon. It's getting late. Now, tell me, do you yield?"

As he spoke, his hand reluctantly moved from her chest to her forehead, lightly scratching the translucent golden horn there.

The girl's body suddenly shivered. Life returned to her vacant golden Dragon Eyes, and she snapped back from the several minutes of mental blankness.

"Do you yield?" Byron repeated. Only then did she comprehend what he was saying.

"Hmph!" She pursed her fiery red lips. Though the lipstick had long since been devoured by someone, they still looked luscious and tempting. Even though she didn't want to lift a finger, she was too proud to yield verbally.

But the next moment, her body jolted, and she instinctively bit down hard on the back of her pale hand. It was Byron behind her, employing his ultimate "Heartfelt Trouble" technique—backstabbing!

"Do you yield?"

Catherine, utterly routed by now, finally relented. With flushed cheeks, she scoffed, "A whole day and night, you beast! You don't even know how to pamper a girl, only how to bully one, asking if I yield? Go out and ask anyone! Who uses... [Dragon-Taming Art] on a girl during a romantic encounter? Even if that girl really is a dragon!

"If Violet and I hadn't taken pity on you, you little scoundrel, you'd never have found a wife!"

Knights of the Ladder of Glory, upon reaching Fourth-order Heroic status, gain their core abilities from the [Dragon-Taming Art] invented by the Dragon Knights of the Mythological Era.

Its essence is the unity of human and dragon, fusion with one's weapon, and the command of wild powers akin to those of a Giant Dragon.

The target could be a dragon, a wild horse, a Demon Monster, a cannon, a Warship, Sacred Relics, a rare weapon, an army, and more.

In essence, it is much like the authoritative Breath of All Things, which involves spiritually attuning to the frequency of all entities. This allows one to achieve power resonance, understand the emotions of any creature, and grasp the weaknesses of inanimate objects.

However, the Fourth Order [Dragon-Taming Art] is more specialized and convenient, forming exclusive skills that are immediately and easily usable, almost foolproof.

Although Byron had yet to ascend to Fourth Rank Storm Lord, he had already reached the extraordinary state of mastering the Self God.

Using the more powerful Breath of All Things to achieve effects similar to the [Dragon-Taming Art] merely required a few more experiments on his part.

Moreover, at this very moment, he was mounted upon the last true dragon from the Dragon Court of the post-Mythological Era.