[Skill <Stamina Boost> is ready for use.]
“Hup…” Anon rose from Lorelei’s lap, his powerful presence commanding attention.
“It is time for me to depart, ladies…” Anon declared, his voice resonating with unwavering determination.
“My king, are you going to abandon us like this? You haven’t even shared your seed. Please, my king, do not leave us without bestowing upon me the blessing of your child,” Lorelei pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation as she tried to halt Anon’s departure.
Anon settled back down, his hand gently caressing Lorelei’s cheek.
Lorelei placed her hand atop Anon’s, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at him.
‘I have no problems about making love to her right here. My only concern is the prying eyes of the kingdom witnessing our live porn session.’ Anon thought, a mischievous smile playing upon his lips.
“Darling, I cannot grant you anything at this moment. However, when I return, I will fuck you so many times and give you so many that your boobs alone will not suffice to nourish them. But for now, accept this from your king,” Anon murmured, his lips pressing tenderly against hers.
“Now, I must be on my way,” Anon declared, his gaze shifting towards Luna, who voraciously devoured seaweed with an insatiable appetite.
Nom-Nom
“What are you up to?” Anon inquired, his tone laced with curiosity.
“Hmmm…? Thwes seaweawes icrease ny ki.” Luna replied, her mouth still full of sweet seaweed. Her words emerged as muffled sounds.
“Very well, finish eating and then speak,” Anon instructed, a note of amusement in his voice.
Luna hastily swallowed the seaweed.
“I was saying, these seaweeds boosts my ki,” she explained, promptly reaching for another strand of seaweed.
“Excellent, we shall depart now,” Anon commanded, his body in motion as he began descending towards the lower part of the rock.
“Alright, let’s go,” Luna agreed, falling into step beside Anon, her energy renewed.
<Pheonix Ignition>
<Stamina Boost>
Anon activated his skills, his body engulfed in a blazing inferno that consumed him from head to toe.
Clap-Clap
“Wow.”
“He looks incredibly formidable.” .
“Our king shall forever shine brightly.”
The Sirens erupted in applause, their admiration and respect evident.
“So… what about me?” Luna’s voice held a shy undertone, her expression coy.
“What about you? Haven’t you fully regained your energy?” Anon questioned, a touch of confusion in his voice.
“I have but how am I supposed to traverse the sea? I cannot run atop the water like you,” Luna spoke in a sweet, endearing tone, clasping her hands bashfully behind her back.
“What do you think, i should do about it?” Anon teased, a playful smile adorning his face.
“Hmph, don’t tease me. Lift me up, as you did before, and carry me,” Luna exclaimed, her voice tinged with a mix of shyness and anticipation.
“Haa, why must you nobles be so lazy in everything?” Anon retorted playfully as he effortlessly scooped Luna into his arms once more.
“Farewell, ladies,” Anon bid farewell to the sirens, his voice carrying a touch of fondness and gratitude.
“On your knees,” Queen Lorelei commanded.
All the sirens obeyed, gracefully sinking to one knee, their devotion palpable.
“May the blessings of the seven seas be upon you, our king,” they spoke in unison, their voices filled with reverence.
Anon offered a slight smile before resuming his journey, striding purposefully towards the next kingdom.
The House of Witches, the Seventh Ring…
“Miss Marinda, you must see this,” a bespectacled girl hurriedly approached a massive closed door within the mansion.
“What business do you have here, Madam Shelly?” Two female guards protecting the gates questioned Shelly, crossing their spears in an “X” formation, blocking her path.
“I have something of utmost importance to show Madam Marinda. Step aside immediately,” Shelly commanded.
“Allow her entry,” a calm yet authoritative voice emanated from behind the door.
“Indeed. You may proceed,” the guards retracted their spears as the gates slowly swung open.
As the gates parted, a woman bathing in a lavish pool was unveiled, attended by seven alluring maids.
Appearing around the age of 40, possessing ample bosom, a voluptuous posterior, purple eyes, and lustrous purple hair, her curves defied reality. Any man who beheld her unclothed form would lose his senses instantaneously.
“Greetings, Shelly. Do you bring urgent tidings? I detest being interrupted during my bath, and you are well aware of that,” Marinda spoke in a commanding and serious tone, fixing her gaze upon Shelly.
“Madam, this is something of great significance that requires your attention,” Shelly replied, conjuring a sizable screen in front of Marinda and playing a live broadcast of Anon’s race.
“What is this, Shelly?” Marinda inquired, her curiosity piqued.
“Madam, this is the Kingdom’s Night Run organized by our academy,” Shelly explained.
“Wasn’t that event banned years ago?” Marinda recalled, stepping out of the pool while her attendants quickly dried her body with towels.
“Yes, but for some reason, the academy’s director has decided to revive it, and I have made an intriguing discovery,” Shelly stated, displaying a picture of Anon on the screen.
“Ah, he does possess charm. So, you harbor a desire to marry him, do you not?” Marinda asked, a playful smile gracing her lips.
“No, Madam. Please, observe further,” Shelly continued, playing Anon’s live broadcast.
“Are those sirens?” Marinda questioned, her interest piqued.
“Yes, Madam. Witness how they bow before him, yet he departs without hesitation. They haven’t posed the slightest threat to him,” Shelly elucidated.
“Hmm, fascinating. What was his name again?” Marinda queried as her attendants proceeded to dress her.
“He is Anon Agreil, Madam. If we can recruit him, he could prove to be a valuable asset,” Shelly proposed.
“I see. Samantha and Jake are also joining the academy, correct?” Marinda inquired.
“Yes, Madam.”
“Excellent. Inform Samantha about this. Retrieve some gold from the family treasury and a D-ranked weapon. Go and enlist that young man to work for us,” Marinda issued her orders.
“But, Madam, other houses are also aware of him,” Shelly revealed.
“Who exactly knows?” Marinda’s expression turned grave as she posed the question, a hint of concern flickering in her eyes.