Pirate Kingship

At first Byron hadn’t seen what was special about it; he just praised it from the simple angle of appreciating beauty:

"Our young lady here is a top student from the Vinaia Art Academy, she’s just never taken up a formal [Dancer] post, that’s all. When it comes to dancing, she’s not worse than any Dancer.

Even the Radiant Queen would have to concede defeat."

Viltri didn’t respond to him. With a strand of silver hair at the corner of her lips, she gave him a bewitching smile; her dance moves shifted accordingly, and her hands brushed lightly over her lapels.

The next moment.

A full Moon rose inside the bedroom.

Byron felt a sudden heat in his nose, and then his nosebleed started flowing uncontrollably.

Because after Violet’s prelude, she suddenly began to dance the..."Seven Layers of Veil Dance"!

Although she couldn’t peel off Divinity the way the [Love Desire Fairy] Dancer Salome could, she could strip off other things, turning it into a pure strip... ahem.

Byron couldn’t help widening his eyes, focusing all his attention on seriously critiquing.

As the final veil drifted down, Violet also lifted her long leg; with a deft hook of her toes she snagged the silver wine flask on the small table by the bed and poured a thin stream into a silver cup.

She held it in both hands and raised it to Byron’s lips.

"Sluurp."

He drank this cup of wine with great composure. He’d turned down the sultry invitation of the [Radiant Queen]; he had a total of seventeen Queens at home, each with their own style, to make up for it.

Then, the bedroom lights suddenly went out.

All the "knowledge" that Violet had refused to let him practice in the past was all tried out today.

Who knows if the Corridor of Truth has this kind of activated knowledge.

If not for the Radiant Queen’s "Catfish Effect" as stimulation, it wouldn’t have been so easy for Byron to enjoy service of the Little Witch’s caliber.

Byron couldn’t help recalling the Radiant Queen’s final proposal.

Co-parenting a son called "Horus" was really extremely inauspicious, but she didn’t mind being his "teammate in the same gun crew."

Byron shook his head and began yet another round of "Unity of All Things" cultivation.

...

Early the next morning.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

One streak after another of dazzling Divine Light crossed the sky over the Desert Empire, all falling upon Alexandria Port, the largest port bordering the Sea of Monsters.

Just as Saranthe had guessed, the [Radiant Queen] had summoned Wizards from every School early in the morning to set out and launch Humanity’s "Hunting God Plan."

They had drawn away nearly all the mobile forces of the Human countries, aside from basic defensive strength, with nearly thirty Upper-level Wizards.

Although compared to the Church on the Silver Continent alone—equipped with 98 Cardinal Archbishops, 12 Saints, and one Pope—this seemed a bit shabby, every one of them was a hardened veteran of many battles.

After the survival-of-the-fittest in the dangerous Corridor of Truth, their average combat effectiveness was still above those pampered Cardinal Archbishops.

After Violet’s "extra training" last night, Byron’s mind was still a blank serenity at this moment; his senses were razor sharp, and nothing happening within a radius of over a hundred kilometers could escape his perception.

Without turning around, he immediately noticed a special duo within the ranks.

A very handsome young man in a blue wizard robe, with a black cat perched on his head, held a fan, fruit wine, and dried fish in his hands, a fawning grin on his face as he waited on her hand and foot.

This was none other than the Cat God Bast and her slave.

As expected, after a bit of inner struggle, Saranthe still chose... the "it really is fragrant" route.

"You actually forgot to put ice in the wine; you’re such an unqualified slave. Meow~ I’ll bite!"

"Ow, ow, ow..."

"Call me Queen!"

"Yes, Queen! I’ll add ice right away."

Byron somewhat suspected that the reason this problem-riddled, overage girl had so readily agreed to the [Radiant Queen]’s marriage order was precisely so she could find a cat slave to boss around at will.

However, seeing Saranthe looking so content, Byron, as his older cousin, also felt very gratified.

The [Radiant Queen] leading the group didn’t bother with the little episode behind her.

She stood by the sea, raised her staff, and began casting.

Buzz—!

An invisible ripple spread far out along the seawater.

Soon mist rose over the Coastal waters, and a great golden ship abruptly appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Its entire body was a bright golden yellow, with colorful patterns; about forty meters long, extremely slender and elongated, with a Figurehead shaped like an eagle’s head at the bow.

But the eagle’s two eyes had somehow been gouged out by someone, leaving only two pitch-black holes, with blood constantly trickling from the empty sockets.

This was shockingly the polluted Truth Embodiment of the Sunship School—[Sunship Helios]!