Pirate Kingship

Byron was so frightened that he suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly a thunderbolt hit the spacious and gorgeous bathroom, and the whole room was filled with white.

Above the capital of the Fire Worship Empire, the originally cloudless night sky filled with stars suddenly became turbulent, and in the blink of an eye it became covered with dark clouds.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, a sudden heavy rain poured down.

Wow.

Unknowingly, Byron no longer needed to deliberately use some extraordinary ability. Just a drastic change in his own emotions could easily change the celestial phenomena.

"ah!"

The figure who was walking quietly towards Byron was obviously startled and couldn't help but let out a timid exclamation.

Although the bathroom was hazy with fog, Byron was able to identify the other party's identity from the voice for the first time - the [ugliest princess] Amita.

Byron ignored her and connected to the legal network first.

[Iron Wall] Bruch and [Phantom Blade] Gus, as the entourage and guard commander, should take turns guarding the door as guards at this time.

Frowning, he asked on the legal network: "What's going on with Amita?"

Gus's voice immediately sounded in his ears begging for mercy:

"Your Majesty, you know that I never make my own decisions.

Mainly due to special circumstances.

The 'masseur team' who just provided the steam bath package has just come over and will wait for you to take a bath before providing you with massage services.

You don’t know that all the people here are the beautiful ladies from the high-ranking families of the Fire Worship Empire who were at the banquet just now. All of them are famous ‘beauties’ in the capital!

Led by the [most beautiful princess] Qazar, her hair is getting thicker and thicker than the other, and her body is getting stronger and stronger. Her hands must be very strong.

From a distance, I heard them say that women were usually covered tightly, and that steam baths also functioned as pre-marriage blind dates on the West Coast.

Is this okay when I hear it? If you let them in, why don't you find a reason to "step on the deck with your left foot first" one day and hang me on the spot?

I've already been on the boat when we were at Anchor Bay. Don't I know what kind of woman you like?

Whenever they come with a tentacle girl or something, I will put it in.

In the end, they settled for the next best thing and only let the [ugliest princess] Princess Amita go.

Oh, by the way, those ‘beauties’ haven’t gone far yet, if you want.”

Before he could finish his words, he was flatly rejected by Byron:

"Okay, I'll spare you this time, let Princess Amita do the work of masseur."

Thinking of the "orthodox" beauties on the west coast, he felt like there were ants crawling all over his body, and he had no interest in accepting the kindness of the top officials of the Fire Worship Empire.

Before hanging up the communication, he added:

“Besides, Mr. Gus, you know too much.

If there's another problem, I wouldn't mind helping you marry a noblewoman from the Fire Worship Empire, and by the way, I'll help you revise your aesthetics so that you really feel they are as beautiful as fairies! "

Gus outside the door shrank his neck and said with a grimace:

"yes!"

He immediately mustered up all his energy and determined to risk his life to protect his master's chastity during this period of time.

The fog in front of Byron dispersed slightly, and the graceful figure of Princess Amita became clear.

She had already taken off her long desert skirt and was only wearing a sexy and hot red underwear.

Her long, glossy black hair is shawled over her shoulders, revealing large swaths of snow-white shoulders and delicate collarbones.

The waist is slender, the outline of the waistcoat line is full of strength, the hips are as wide as the shoulders, and the slender legs like jade pillars are clearly visible.

The gauze scarf on her face has also been taken off, revealing her stunning face, as well as a decorative gold chain that plays a finishing touch. Her face is still as pitiful as a pure deer.

Looking at Byron's face and broad and muscular chest, he lowered his green eyes shyly, bit his red lower lip and whispered:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Saint Byron.

Because just now at the banquet, when my father said he wanted to introduce you to your sister, you suddenly left with an excuse and your steps were a little flustered. I was a little worried about you, so I volunteered to follow you.

Let me serve you today, don't drive me away, okay?

I am the "ugliest princess" on the West Coast, and everyone in the empire and my family dislikes me.

If they know that I can't even work as a masseuse, the situation will be even worse if you kick me out. I am very good at my job, please. "

His face was full of anticipation.

In Byron's mind, unmarried young women from the East Coast were not allowed to do this kind of work.

But the local tradition was like this, and it was not good to disrespect him, so he hesitated a little, then nodded in agreement.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Your Highness Amita."

Wearing only a pair of large beach shorts, I walked out of the bath and lay down on a 40-degree warm belly stone in the middle of the bathroom.

The so-called belly stone is actually a stone bed specially repaired with marble, which can accommodate more than a dozen people to lie down and roll on it.

After taking a bath, the masseur in the steam bath will provide guests with scrub and massage services.

Amita also walked out of the bathtub and put on a red transparent gauze dress again, but it was soaked by the water and stuck to her body, making it more charming than wearing nothing at all.

Byron guessed that even in an orthodox steam bath, the masseur would most likely not be dressed like this. The princess did not hide her thoughts.

Looking at Byron's broad and strong back, a trace of reluctance and regret flashed in his eyes, but then he became firm again and said softly:

"I shall begin, Your Majesty Saint Byron."

Stretch out your delicate hands and use special plant essential oil to apply foam evenly all over Byron's body.

After waiting for a while, he poured a bucket of hot water on his body, picked up a brand new white towel, and wiped it carefully.

This "ugliest princess" is indeed very good at work as she said, and she doesn't have the squeamishness that other princesses have at all.

This also shows in disguise that her life in the Fire Worship Empire was indeed very difficult.

After all, let alone a princess, even Catherine, the adopted daughter of the prince's family, has never washed any clothes by herself since she was a child, and her cooking skills can only be said to be overwhelming.

After being married for so long, Byron had to help her dry her after bathing, and he couldn't even dry her hair by himself.

If the princess of the Bay people, Violet, had not been gifted with the ability [Hundred-Refined Skills], her situation would be similar to that of Catherine.

But this Princess Amita has really mastered her maid skills to the full level. If she is no longer a princess one day, she might be able to easily become a "part-time emperor".

"Your Majesty, are you comfortable? Steam baths are a tradition on the West Coast. I often massage my mother, sister, and the hundreds of princesses in the palace."

Amita's massage techniques are very skillful, light or heavy, fast or slow, as if playing a soothing symphony on Byron's body.

While pressing the button, he also told Byron this traditional custom suggestively:

"We are different from the East Coast who don't like bathing. It is said that Queen Saint Isabella, [The Unsullied] only took a bath once in her life. I don't know if it is true.

In the West Coast custom, whenever you encounter a major life event, you have to take a bath in the bathroom.

The bride has to take a bath on the first night of her wedding. When the baby is just forty days old, she has to give her a bath properly. Even if a distinguished guest comes to the house, she still has to take him to take a bath.

The bathroom also had more and more functions, and later it became an excellent social place, the best place to make friends of the opposite sex and even find a partner."

“You know, we women on the West Coast need to cover ourselves up so much that even when we’re with our families, we don’t show more than one face.

Some women are not even allowed to leave their homes throughout their lives, and traveling is unthinkable.

The bathroom, where we can only meet honestly, has become a perfect place for future mothers-in-law to get a glimpse of their daughters-in-law. I heard them say that the thicker the waist and the bigger the butt are, the more popular women are, and they have the same aesthetic as men.

I heard that you only have two queens, which is incredible. Even though my father's harem is considered very small among the kings in the past, there are more than a hundred queens.

I don’t know what kind of girls are lucky enough to be by your side and change their own destiny. They must be very happy."

tick tick tick

As Byron listened, he suddenly felt a few hot tears falling on his back.

Without looking back, [Kami] could clearly see Amita massaging her back, and suddenly started crying as she spoke.

Somewhat panicked, he tried to wipe away the tears on Byron's back, but he wiped them away more and more, and finally he could only choke and said:

"Sorry, sorry, Your Majesty Saint Byron.

Women under the rule of the Holy Spirit Church are not allowed to contact outsiders at will, let alone meet those pagans who believe in the [Holy Son].

You are the first person to look at me without any disgust in your eyes, treat me as a normal woman, and sincerely appreciate me. I am so happy.

Thinking about it, it would be great if I could do this every day. "

Byron turned around and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. He was sure that she was not lying. Every word she spoke was sincere and a true expression of her emotions.

Although his [Deception] power has not yet condensed the priesthood, he has used it for too long and too much, and has deceived more than one sixth-level demigod, and he is not far away from condensing the priesthood.

Trying to deceive him with words is an almost impossible task for a transcendent below a demigod.

So this is the nature of Princess Amita.

With the reputation of "the ugliest", he grew up in an extremely repressive teaching environment. He suffered countless looks and pains, and he was extremely eager for the kindness and appreciation of others.

At this time, I'm afraid I can use a lollipop to lure her away and make her completely obsessed with him.

He raised his hand to wipe her tears and sighed quietly:

“The old society turned people into ghosts and beautiful women into ugly monsters.

Of course there is something to do with the title of "Ugliest Princess", but every imperial princess is in such a bad situation, let alone ordinary women who do not conform to mainstream aesthetics.

If possible, in the future, the Holy Spirit Church countries will not only modify their religious laws but also start the process of secularization.

At least like the East Coast, although women do not have privileges over other genders, they at least have equal access to economic independence, social outings, job opportunities, or the right to inherit titles just like men.

Even one step closer, the remaining influence of the two-faced [God of Darkness] Angora Mainyu and [God of Light] Ahura Mazda needs to be cleaned up as soon as possible.

Reversing the abnormal aesthetic concepts of local people.

Women with thick body hair are not that beautiful, and normal women are not that bad either. Carrots and cabbages have their own preferences and do not interfere with each other and do not harm each other. It is good.

Once I get the authority of the sixth level, this shouldn't be difficult. "

Amita's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard Byron muttering to herself, her beautiful emerald eyes full of surprise.

The reluctance and hesitation in the deepest part of his eyes became more obvious.

But I don't know what he thought of, but he finally gritted his teeth and tore open the laces of his gauze and intimate clothes. The clothes slipped off, and there was no clothes except a gold chain on his face. The dimly lit bathroom suddenly became bright.

Without giving Byron any time to react, he suddenly threw himself into his arms, hugged his neck and begged:

"Please take me away!

I can't wait for the time when people's hearts change in the future. I don't want to live here anymore. I will die sooner or later.

You are the greatest hero of the world and the Messiah of all mankind. If you ask your father, he will definitely give you me, the [ugliest princess].

I am willing to be your most devout believer and give everything I have as a sacrifice."

The skin covered with essential oils and foam is even smoother than the finest cheese. He held her in his arms, and her plump buttocks were wonderful.

At the same time, a smooth little hand was already pressed against Byron's lower abdomen, sliding into the gap of his beach pants.

Compared with the strong contrast of the "beauties" in front, the beauty who was originally about 97 points was almost close to full marks at this moment.

And the ugliest princess, Amita, also provided him with a reason that could not be refused.

This was not taking advantage of the girl, but saving her life in the strict teachings!

At this point, everything seemed to be reasonable.

"But the problem is that the [world's most beautiful woman] Queen married half of the desert empire and a lot of [priesthood] to get my body.

And she is just an extra-curricular royal lover. And there seems to be something wrong with you."

Since they have been frank, Byron no longer cares about the strict teachings of the Holy Spirit Church and respect for others' privacy, and directly uses [divine vision] to scan the stunning beauty lying in his arms.

However, the insight of the logbook encountered some obstacles, and only read the most superficial and external information from her.

For example, the ability of the title [Ugliest Princess on the West Coast]:

"Ugliness is not a fact, but a resistance from the human heart.

Holding this title can adapt to this resistance, making it invisible to others, hiding in the sight and blind spots of others' perception. As long as you don't actively expose yourself, you won't be discovered.

People with this talent will be natural assassins!

Note: Twins on the West Coast tend to lean towards the God of Light and the God of Darkness. "The most beautiful" and "the ugliest" both represent a certain extreme.

Since Amita is known as the "ugliest", she is the closest to the [God of Darkness] Angora in the contemporary world, no one else."

In addition, even her own extraordinary rank cannot be seen clearly.

On the surface, she seems to be an ordinary second-level low-sequence [Desert Swordsman], but there is a layer of fog underneath that blocks the hidden truth.

"In the past, this situation would only occur when encountering a zero-level holy relic or a high-ranking demigod.

How could an 'ugly' princess who was so unpopular that she had to do odd jobs have such a treasure?

With a zero-level holy relic or a corresponding treasure, it would be absolutely easy for her to leave the Fire Worship Empire and go to the East Coast or overseas.

But she did not lie just now, so why did she endure the harsh living environment of the Fire Worship Empire and never leave?

Why did she immediately come to me when she saw me visiting the Fire Worship Empire this time?

Just because I admire her?

Any normal man would appreciate a beauty like her, okay?

With her ability, as long as she goes to the East Coast, there will naturally be countless people obsessed with her and enjoy everything her sister enjoys here.

So, the same experience is worthy of pity for the weak, but it will only make people more suspicious for the strong!"

Byron felt a little curious about this beautiful princess who came to him.

Many ordinary people often wonder, the tigers have already sat in such a high position and have such great power, shouldn't there be higher pursuits in life?

How could he fall into the hands of women and money that he could never spend in his lifetime?

But Byron knew clearly that as long as he ascended to a high position and mastered great power, he would be constantly "hunted for money and sex".

The word "hunting" is a very incisive summary, and one word says it all.

A person's desire may not be so great, but with power, there will always be strong temptations that you can never touch when you are in a low position and will be delivered to your mouth.

Princess Amita in front of you is not the first, nor will she be the last.

Whether Byron is willing or not, as long as he is still the emperor of the empire, there will be a steady stream of wealth that will go into his treasury, and countless beauties will climb into his bed.

Just as flowers and plants grow towards the sun, people will always move towards interests. This is the law of nature.

Although Byron's bottom line is flexible, he only made an exception once when faced with the temptation of beauty.

The last time was purely because the queen gave too much.

Of course, he also automatically ignored the fact that he was only tempted that time.

The success rate of adhering to the bottom line is as high as 0% so far!

This is the second time I have encountered this today.

After some awkward and clumsy service, Amita supported his chest with both hands and slowly sank down to sacrifice herself.

"Let me see what you want to do."

Byron decisively pushed the [Sunstone Calendar] in his left eye. Time in the real world gradually stopped, and another timeline slowly unfolded.

The historical influence he accumulated also dropped from 139 points to 114 points in an instant.

When Byron opened his eyes again, it was already midnight.

A red plum in the snow was left on the white marble stone bed.

The luxurious bathroom was in a mess, with traces of the two of them everywhere on the bathtub, windows, ceramic floors, and marble columns.

At this time, they returned to the stone bed, and Amita was still intertwined with him.

After the extreme excitement slowly faded away, Byron only felt extremely tired.

Amita lowered her head with a look of guilt on her face. She didn’t know how many times she had said sorry:

“Your Majesty Saint Byron, I’m sorry.

You are a good person, but you will leave one day. Those rigid and corrupt ecclesiastics are no longer worthy of our trust.

The Assassin Sect holds the [Assassination] priesthood from [Dark God] Angola Mainyu, and the promotion ceremony between the Assassin Sect and the 35th generation mountain old man is just one step away.

My fiancé, Assassin, promised me that he would personally end all tragedy on the West Coast.

At that time, we [Eyrie Assassins] will completely ban the cannibalistic ‘Holy Spirit Cult’, rebuild the Zoroastrian Cult, and establish the Assassin’s Alliance.

From now on, we will worship darkness, because where there is fire, there must be shadow, implement the motto of "Assassinate one person, save a thousand people", use the hidden sword and the means of darkness to implement the bright justice in our hearts!

For the sake of Assassin and the bright future he painted for me, I can only ask you to die. Sorry, sorry"

This princess has a weak character. Even when she kills someone, she keeps saying sorry, and her tears fall on Byron's chest.

After saying that, countless wedge-shaped spells quickly appeared on her smooth and white belly, quickly dyeing the crystal clear skin of her body black.

"hiss--!"

The next moment, an infinite suction force like a black hole came from her body, trying to suck Byron completely dry as if it were knocking on the bones and sucking out the marrow.

Someone described a man's speed as: "One minute and thirty seconds to shower and take a shower."

But compared with Byron at this time, it is difficult to compare.

Energy, blood, spirituality... everything rushes away like a flood.

Byron felt like he was bound by the touch of a vampire at this time, and it felt like he had been practicing for three days and three nights to deal with Queen Marie and the nine incarnations.

Deep fatigue rises from every cell, and it's not just a matter of "ssssssssssssssssssss."

Even the powerful legs that could kick warships to pieces and tread the sea began to tremble slightly, and even gradually withered.

Only then did he see the other party's true identity.

——Legendary [Eyrie Assassin]!

Thaumaturgy [Shadow Underworld Cave]!

And there was not one assassin, but two.

The shadow cast by Amita under the stone bed suddenly fluctuated, and another black-robed figure wearing a skull mask flew out, holding a glass mirror in his hand, and the mirror's light flashed and launched a siege

Immediately, the timeline was disconnected, and Byron's consciousness returned to reality, and his heart was filled with shock.

fiancé?

fiancée?

I couldn't understand this method of assassination, but I was shocked.

"I met three tauren in the Eastern Continent, Lake Knight Lancelot, God Pan, and High Priest Hamner.

What kind of strange behavior are you doing? Bitter Assassin? Are you too harsh on yourself?

However, considering the fact that you have so much capital, I will just play with you. "

He stretched out his hand to naturally hold Amita's pitifully beautiful face, and looked into her eyes affectionately:

"Amita, I will ask your father for you. When my covenant visit is over, I will take you with me."

At the same time, with the help of language, he silently activated his [deception] power, completely hypnotizing the legendary female assassin.

"The power of deception can deceive the five senses, the sixth sense, and even permanently distort cognition.

During the battle, it controls all the opponent's senses, allowing them to completely trust Byron's settings regarding the appearance, shape, quality, feel, and even smell of a specific object.

In terms of [fraud], even if all the gods in the world are added together, they can't compare to him, the world's greatest liar! "

You must know that Byron is deceiving the believers of [The Creator] all the time. Every time the clergy of the Royal State Church converts a believer, it is equivalent to successfully deceiving one more person.

He used the "Book of Time" to deceive the collective subconscious, making everyone subconsciously believe the lie he added to the church scriptures that "Saint Byron is equal to the savior."

This priesthood will be condensed and formed at any time.

Even a fifth-level legendary assassin with a deep obsession to "save all the 'ugly' compatriots on the West Coast" was caught off guard and was attacked on the spot.

I thought I had really experienced everything in another timeline without any flaws.

Then the real time quickly came to the second half of the night.

After Amita said "I'm sorry" in tears again.

The 35th generation [Old Man of the Mountain] Assassin, the assassin who had listened to the good show in the middle of the night under the stone bed, jumped out again, with a flash of mirror light in his hand.

The mirror world, which had long been transformed into the headquarters of the Assassins, instantly switched with the real world.