Pirate Kingship

Byron, accustomed to the power struggles and manipulations on the Silver Continent, felt a sense of ease and pleasure, thinking this kind of situation could only happen in the "Fairy World."

He added three spoonfuls of sugar to his cup and drank it down in one go.

Then he proposed his own opinions to the Chief and Deputy:

"This information should only be confined to the upper echelons.

Inform the school members only before the ritual is to be held, perhaps not letting them know from start to finish, and have Mother act directly when the time comes.

This prevents leakage of information and unnecessary trouble."

Just as Byron always supported the two Queens having their own careers, he also supported his mother in giving back to her school once she had the ability.

But one should also be wary of other hostile forces, as well as allies or one’s own people causing trouble.

He has never hesitated to speculate on others with the utmost malice, nor to treat others with the greatest kindness.

Humans are the sum of divinity and beastliness, possessing unimaginable goodness and unimaginable evil, without absolute right or wrong, that is humanity!

[Little Prince] and [The Little Match Girl] also agreed with his suggestion, promising to prioritize Heather’s safety before considering assisting the school members.

Everyone was eating and drinking, and the time soon reached midnight.

Heather, having eaten and drunk to her fill, slowly licked the oversized rainbow lollipop Polyxia had specially left for her, asking in confusion:

"By the way, teacher, why haven’t we seen other upper-level wizards? Are they in charge of the territories under the school?"

Polyxia nodded and then shook her head:

"[Princess Pea] and [Ice Queen] are indeed guarding the core territories under the school.

But [Alibaba] actually has another task today; he’s... oh, he’s back."

Just as she mentioned another male upper-level wizard in the school, the crack of the reception room door suddenly shone with light and slowly opened.

A young man riding a blue donkey, with a white turban on his head reminiscent of Barbary People, walked in.

On the other side of the door that appeared was not the castle corridor, but rather desert scenery of a completely different style, along with magnificent palace complexes.

Byron, in essence, is an infinitely looping [Ouroboros], equally versed in space manipulation, capable of clearly sensing the folding of space on both sides of this door.

One side is the reception hall, while the other is the distant Sunset Desert to the north.

The young man entered the door and bowed apologetically to Byron, the lone guest:

"I apologize, Your Majesty the Wild Hunt King.

I received the Chief’s message, but I was attending a wizard assembly in the Desert Empire palace, so I couldn’t return in time."

Byron glanced at this [Alibaba and the Forty Thieves], the most mature-looking person in the school, and stood up to return the gesture.

Driven by a strong sense of déjà vu, he instinctively blurted out:

"Good evening, Mr. Alibaba.

Your greatest regret in life won’t be having created Alibaba’s fairy tale stories and lacking interest in money, right?"

The young [Alibaba] couldn’t grasp the deeper meaning in Byron’s words.

He just scratched his head and replied:

"Ha, that’s a good question!

Have you read my story of treasure hunting?

Without Black Sorcery, perhaps I would have chosen to be a merchant, using wealth to prove the value of life.

But now, my interest in money has indeed diminished."

He called out to his side:

"Open Sesame!"

A golden line flashed by and turned into a large door, the door automatically opened shooting out a dazzling gold light, obviously leading to a treasure vault.

Alibaba casually picked up a large golden basin, filled it with gold coins, and handed it to him, smiling to reveal eight white teeth:

"Though my interest isn’t great, I can never spend it all. Consider these as a token of meeting."

In his eyes, these gold coins are indeed no different from pretty stones.

They can be used to buy food, clothes, feed for the donkey, just enough to maintain life, anything more is a burden or even the root of trouble.

Such generosity is like new friends exchanging treasured marbles upon meeting.

In fact, it’s quite similar.

His Divine Arts are called [Open Sesame] and [Sesame Closing], abilities of the spatial category.

[Open Sesame] can open any door to treasure vaults, secret realms, or maze locks, even conceptual doors.

Even a masterless Divine Kingdom, as long as there’s the concept of a door, can’t stop "Open Sesame", and there’s almost no place in the world that can confine him.

[Sesame Closing] can construct the most solid space cage, mend spatial rifts, and even forcibly permanently close World Rifts below the First Level.

If intending solely to steal, shouldn’t have many vaults in this world that can stop him.

The Space Secret Vault received by Catherine from the Impoverished Knights Order definitely wouldn’t stand a chance.

Fortunately, this [Alibaba] genuinely doesn’t love money, otherwise, the tycoons would lose sleep.

Byron reached out to receive the new friend’s gift, casually returning a gift of a bolt-action rifle with baked blue and gilded patterns.

No boy can resist a straight stick, nor can any young man resist an exquisite firearm.

"Thank you, I really like this gift."

The young man happily played with it for quite a while, carefully storing it in his treasure vault.

Then he plopped down next to [Little Prince], poured himself a cup of red tea, discontentedly sighed:

"Why do all external matters fall to me? Is it just because I’m the only one in the entire school that actually looks like an adult?"