Pirate Kingship

He joined the "Crystal Palace School," which consisted of male merfolk and other male members from the Oceanic Kingdoms.

The ascension path involves continuously opening Crystal Palaces, preferably collecting members of other races. Every time he gains the favor of an opposite sex and establishes a contract, he acquires new transcendent abilities, and his Spirituality grows significantly.

In the past, when he was in the Mermaid Kingdom and not yet of age, he could only rely on the "Sea King" trait of the [Sea King’s Trident] to pair with the herbivorous fish of the sea, having at most a few friendly fishmen.

However, with the fall of the Ten Great Undersea Kingdoms, most of these "Crystal Palace Members" naturally perished, while a few were corrupted by [Noah’s Ark] and became Ancient God’s Chosen Races.

Now he found himself all alone.

If he could gather a Fifth Order Pseudo-God into his Crystal Palace, he might easily break through the Fifth Order Promotion Ceremony, perhaps even breaking the curse of the "Flash Technique."

The things he once pursued tirelessly to no avail might just come to him now without effort.

After all, the [Sea King’s Trident] required him to be a sea king, not just limited to being a sea king; anything swimming in the water, running on the land, or flying in the sky was within reach.

This shows Byron’s deep and sincere intentions toward his cousin.

Though this fish and cat seemed to naturally clash, a certain Goddess wanted to be the cat master.

But Bast was clearly a connoisseur of looks, no, a connoisseur cat, an ancient cat of three hundred years that still fancy young fish.

At least Bast was quite satisfied with the first impression of Saranthe; whatever roles they decided to play after that was not Byron’s concern.

Slave, cat master, as long as they were happy.

"A man who doesn’t work hard will only become a woman’s plaything, bearing the weight of femininity.

But when you can honestly face your heart and openly declare that saying: ’Auntie, oh no, mother-in-law, I don’t want to work hard anymore,’ it means you have truly grown up."

Byron withdrew the [Divine Sight] from his little brother’s surroundings and entered the quarters arranged by the royal palace servants for him and Violet.

Upon entering, it was not the royal palace hall but Violet’s divine kingdom, "Golden Mist Palace."

Just as one might bring their own disposable bedding and sheets when staying at a hotel, the privacy and confidentiality of one’s own divine kingdom are more trustworthy.

The Golden Mist Palace is a vast island surrounded by the sea, with green meadows, blooming gardens, fruit-laden orchards, and clear rivers.

There are also golden and silver buildings, luxurious palaces, significant portions of which have been transformed by the [Gate of Truth] into metal structures, becoming part of the Mechanical Fortress.

A perfect blend of nature and artificial, flora and machinery, pastoral scenery and majestic temples.

Byron stepped into the topmost bedchamber of the divine kingdom, where a luxurious bed made of old teak was covered with white sheets, and Violet appeared to have long fallen into a dream.

Covered with a thin silk blanket, her chest rose and fell rhythmically, with only one adorable little foot exposed outside the blanket.

The tips of her toenails were painted in a light silvery pink, resembling five pearls, that he couldn’t help but hold in his hand and play with for a while.

As he played to his heart’s content, he even lightly tickled the arch of the little witch’s moonlight-pale foot.

Yet the girl never "woke up."

Byron knew well that Violet was pretending to sleep.

With the Trinity [Golden Triangle] present, unless Byron chose to block it, nothing ever escaped the notice of the two sisters, and he wouldn’t deliberately hide it either.

Just like modern couples with excellent relationships, who even know each other’s lock screen passwords or payment passwords.

Everything Byron did or said to the Radiant Queen was crystal clear to Violet; there was no way she was truly in the mood for deep sleep at such a moment.

Byron chuckled, removing his clothes, preparing to slip into the little witch’s fragrant bed to "expose" her disguise from behind.

Yet Violet suddenly opened her eyes, sprung up, swiftly flipped Byron over, pinning him beneath her. Enchanted chains rose like serpents from beneath the bed, binding his hands and feet.

The whale oil lamp in the bedroom relit, allowing Byron to see Violet’s current appearance clearly.

His breath caught.

She was wearing the same see-through lake-green dancing dress as the [Radiant Queen] just moments ago.

Under the lamp, the scenery beneath the dress was fully visible, more like a piece of intimate attire than a dancing dress.

White slender wrists, and ankles adorned with strings of silver bells that jingled melodiously with every twist of her tiny waist.

Though Byron was tied up, he wasn’t in the least bit nervous; he smiled affectionately at his beloved Queen:

"My lady, are you jealous?"

Violet sat atop Byron in a posture strikingly similar to the [Radiant Queen] earlier, supporting herself on his chest.

She raised her chin at his words, letting out a soft huff, her adorable blush-pink lips pouting with contrived denial:

"Not at all."

If it were ordinary women seducing Byron, she wouldn’t care a bit.

She might even actively lend a hand, matchmaking for the sake of the Lancaster Family, now down to one living member, to thrive with descendants.

However, despite the [Golden Triangle], binding the three of them in a deep Trinity, facing the Radiant Queen, who bears the title of the World’s Foremost Beauty, the pressure was unavoidable.

She pouted her lips, gently touched Byron’s forehead:

"It seems you aren’t putting enough effort into practicing the ’Spirit World.’ Tonight, I’ll be merciful and give you some extra training.

It has nothing to do with Her Majesty the Radiant Queen."

Saying that, she bent down to gently bite Byron’s chest, leaving a small, delicate bite mark, before rising again to dance lithely in front of him.