Pirate Kingship

Located in the eastern part of the Sun Empire, bordering the inland, in the second prince's territory of Antisuyu, the deepest part of the magnificent and luxurious palace.

"Ah——! You deserve to die, little thief!"

A female voice that was extremely angry but still had a seven-point lewd and charming tone suddenly broke out, causing many maids serving in the nearby palaces to be tragically affected.

Her face quickly turned red, her eyes were blank, and her body suddenly trembled, and her legs weakened and fell to the ground.

Unlike other places in the palace where all the servants were beautiful girls, the servants serving in this palace in the deepest part were all extremely handsome boys, and at the very least they were strong and strong warriors.

It was obvious that the owner of the palace had different preferences.

I don't know if it was because the distance was too close or because of the different genders, the reactions of these people were simply horrifying.

"Huff."

Everyone was panting, their eyes and skin suddenly turned red, and their bodies were steaming.

"My love, Lady Ashbell!"

First, she called out the name of her beloved in an aria praising the gods, and then she started to move wherever there was a hole around her, even her flesh and blood began to twist and proliferate.

Gradually, she turned into a pile of horrible flesh and blood monsters crawling on the ground, and even in the blink of an eye, a bunch of strange-looking [grotesques] appeared in the grass, tree holes, bricks and tiles around her.

Before she could crawl a few more times, she turned into a pool of blood.

Thick blood mist rose up and drilled into the cracks of the palace. There was no trace of the original place, only dozens of strange holes were left.

According to common sense, although the succubus Therese Ashbell has reached the limit of the fourth-level mythical creature, she is only one "usurpation" ritual away from the fifth-level [false god].

But even in extreme anger, she can only punch through a ten-centimeter steel plate at most.

She shouldn't reveal this trace of terrifying power that is beyond the specification.

The answers are all inside the palace, in that huge bedroom that is more spacious than the palace of the Kingdom of the Old World, and in the middle of the bedroom there is a big bed that can accommodate dozens of people sleeping soundly.

The real body of the succubus Therese is hiding here. As the guest of the second prince, she enjoys the highest standard of treatment, and even has some meaning of being the host.

But it is completely different from what Byron imagined. This fourth-level succubus is not a native of the South Continent.

Her skin is as white as snow, her neck is like a swan, her waist is slender, her hips are plump, and her legs are straight and slender. There is nothing that is not beautiful.

The slightly upturned flaming red lips make people feel hot at first glance, and the watery eyes are like innocent deer, which makes people subconsciously have a strong desire to protect her.

A beautiful purple long hair hangs down to the back of the hips.

And the facial features seem very soft and similar to the natives, but in addition to the native blood, there is obviously the shadow of the Old World race.

Like the ancestors of the "Bay exiles", they are most likely descendants of the ancient dragon court who were sent to the Beast Paradise or the Sea of ​​​​Source by the extraordinary natural disaster of the "Blue Hole".

I just don't know when they immigrated, and how many generations they have silently reproduced.

In addition to her, there is also a noble man who is three points similar to the fourth prince Atahualpa, but obviously much more mature, kneeling under the bed in a very humble manner.

He held one of her white and tender feet with both hands and diligently painted her with bright red toenails.

When Therese's consciousness descended into the body of the fanatic Princess Perta, her body was actually not idle, and was communicating with her chosen "Crown Prince" [Playboy].

In addition to the two living people, the only thing left was a huge golden cup standing on the head of the bed.

Blood mist surged from all directions, and a thin layer of plasma was stirred up at the bottom of the cup. Although the amount was reduced by thousands of times, an extremely tempting sweet fragrance made people salivate.

The golden cup is engraved with the image of Maharat, one of the four succubus queens in the mythological era two thousand years ago.

He rides on a seven-headed, ten-horned scarlet beast, wearing a purple and scarlet long skirt, holding a golden cup filled with blood.

There is also an ancient inscription on the top of his head: "Mystery! Maharat, the mother of all the evil and abominable things in the world."

This golden cup is the holy relic of the night demon that the succubus queen once held in the mythological era - [Level Zero Holy Relic·Mahrat's Cup].

In order to distinguish it from the [Holy Grail] of the church, it is now also called the [Blood Cup] by them.

Legend has it that this is one of the thirteen holy vessels held by the night demon nobles of the God Age, which has contained the real seventh-level divine blood and has incredible great power in the hands of the night demons.

However, if you look closely, you will find that only the base of this golden holy cup is the original version with unpredictable power, and the most important upper part is just repaired with ordinary gold to its complete appearance.

Just like the [True Cross], [Lance of Longinus], [Shroud], [Holy Grail], [Holy Foreskin], etc. in the hands of the church.

In that catastrophe of the turn of the era and the twilight of the gods, which no one could explain, all of them ended up in the same fate.

It was this powerful holy relic that helped Therese Ashbel resist the reading of the [Logbook], and also allowed her to successfully parasitize the Sun Empire and establish a very large force when she was only at the fourth level.

Even the noble second prince who had a great chance of competing for the throne of the king fell at her feet.

Looking at his flattering and obsessed face, he is not much better than those slaves.

"Crackle. Crackle, Lord of Heaven! You are very good!"

Therese's towering chest rose and fell violently for a while, and she still hated him.

But she did not continue to be impotent and furious, and affected the other slaves and concubines she had carefully selected and saved with great difficulty.

She looked down at the second prince [playboy] in front of her, who only had eyes for herself and did not move even after hearing countless screams outside the palace.

The frosty face eased a little.

When the fourth prince Atahualpa introduced his brothers, there was one thing he said that was not quite accurate.

In addition to being a playboy, the second prince was also the most handsome of all the brothers, otherwise he would not have been favored by the succubus Therese.

There was a reason why he fell into the hands of Byron, who was invincible in "color".

Therese knew that compared to the real youth of that shameless thief, this second prince only looked young in appearance.

[Playboy] Huascar Capac, as the second prince, may not be as good as [Earthquake Light] Ninan Koyuchi, who has been the eldest prince for 90 years, but he is also 70 years old.

A prince of 90 years and a prince of 70 years, the two brothers are just half a catty and eight taels, and neither can laugh at the other.

There are more than a dozen relatively mediocre brothers between them, who have not even reached the fourth level, and they are all runners-up for the throne and have almost no hope.

"Huascar, raise your head."

Therese picked up the [Blood Cup] that gave her powerful power and carefully looked at his eyes with a slightly pink light for a while.

Several more orders were issued to trample on male dignity. Unlike Byron who got a "dog" to deal with her, the second prince did all of them without hesitation.

Repeatedly confirm that this crucial investment object has indeed been completely controlled by himself, so that he will not capsize like the shameless thief he met in Chinchasuyu.

Finally she made up her mind, raised her hand, and an obsidian dagger with a deerskin scabbard appeared in her hand.

She handed it solemnly to the second prince.

The latter smacked his lips, recovering a little from the aftertaste of the beauty's tentative "gift".

"My love, what is this?"

It looked like an ordinary obsidian sacrificial knife, with a sharp short obsidian blade in front and a rough handle made of a piece of deer antler.

It was not much different from the ordinary sacrificial knives usually used to cut the throats of sacrifices in the indigenous tribes.

Only the ominous blood-colored aura that permeated the whole body proved that this thing was extraordinary.

Therese explained to him:

"This is the [First Level Cursed Item - Time Thief].

It comes from an extremely bloody sacrificial ceremony. As long as you leave a barely detectable wound on someone, you can cut off half of their lifespan on the spot and add it to the person holding the knife.

Theoretically, you can gain eternal life!

But you will be hunted down by a monster called [Time Hunter] for the rest of your life. It will take back the time that does not belong to you and you will be fined double.

But using this sacrificial knife can also repel that monster.

The Time Hunter comes once a year, and his strength will continue to increase, usually multiplying the number of years by two, until he recovers the time."

Seeing the second prince heard "Eternal Life" began to shine with eyes, and did not forget to warn him:

"Don't use it yourself, no one can defeat the Time Hunter forever.

You take this treasure to sacrifice one of your subordinates, and your three-person team can kill anyone who stands in your way during the coronation ceremony.

As long as it is not an immortal species with infinite lifespan, or a [false god] who has achieved immortality, no one can stop this sacrificial knife from a certain indigenous tribe.

But there is a condition for me to provide you with extra help."

The charm in Therese Ashbel's pair of innocent eyes like a fawn was gone, leaving only endless coldness and viciousness, and it seemed that there were countless wronged souls of men twisted and wailing deep in her eyes.

"Isn't the coronation ceremony at the Holy Lake held in groups of three?

I'm going with you this time, and there's a little thief who must die!

I don't care whether he assassinated me because he discovered Perta's identity as a traitor or because another force had been planning to mess with me for a long time.

But a mere short-lived creature who dared to use such means to play with the noble Night Demon nobles must die.

I will cut off his lifespan, suck his essence, and let him die of old age bit by bit."

Even with her cheekiness and debauchery, she felt extremely humiliated when being assassinated by someone using "sex toys" during lovemaking, and she would even have a psychological shadow on that kind of play for a period of time.

At this moment, she couldn't help but get angry and her cheeks were burning, and she vowed to eat a certain insidious and cunning little thief alive, and eat and peel again!