Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 421: Holy Relic: The Thief of Time, the Little Thief Must Die!
Located in the eastern part of the Sun Empire, in Antisuyu, the second prince's territory bordering the inland, it is in the deepest part of the magnificent and luxurious royal palace.

"Ah! You deserve to die, you little thief!"

A female voice that was extremely angry but still contained a hint of wanton charm suddenly erupted, causing many maids serving in the nearby palace gardens to be tragically affected.

His face quickly turned red, his eyes became dull, and at the same time his body trembled violently, and his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

Unlike other places in the palace where there are only beautiful girls serving, the waiters serving in this palace in the deepest part are all extremely handsome young men, or at least strong and healthy warriors.

Apparently the owner of the palace has different preferences.

I don’t know if it was because the distance was too close or because of the difference in gender, but their reactions were simply horrifying.

"Whoops."

Everyone was panting heavily, their eyes and skin suddenly turned red, and heat was coming out of their bodies.

"My love, Mrs. Ashbell!"

First, he sang an aria in praise of God, calling out the name of the one he loved, and then he found any hole around him and began to move, even his flesh and blood body began to gradually twist and proliferate.

It gradually turned into a pile of horrible flesh and blood monsters wriggling on the ground. In the blink of an eye, a bunch of strange-looking "monsters" appeared in the surrounding grass, tree holes, brick and tile cracks.

Before it could even move a few more times, it all turned into a pool of blood.

Thick blood mist rose up and flowed into the palace through the cracks in the palace. No trace was left on the original site, only dozens of strange holes were left.

According to common sense, although the succubus Therese Ashbel has reached the limit of a fourth-order mythical creature, she is only one step away from becoming a fifth-order [false god], and she is only one step away from the last "usurpation of power" ritual.

But even in a state of extreme anger, the maximum a punch could penetrate was a ten-centimeter steel plate.

This terrifying power that is beyond the standard should not be revealed.

The answers were all inside the palace, in a huge bedroom that was even more spacious than the palaces of the Old World kingdoms, and in the center of the bedroom there was a large bed that could accommodate dozens of people sleeping soundly.

The real body of the succubus Therese was hiding here. As the guest of the second prince, she enjoyed the highest level of treatment, and it even seemed like she was the host.

But it was completely different from what Byron had imagined. This fourth-level succubus was not a native of the Southern Continent.

Her skin was as white as snow, she had a swan-like neck, a slender waist, plump buttocks, and straight and long legs. There was absolutely no part of her that was not beautiful.

The slightly upturned fiery red lips make people's hearts burn with passion at first sight, while the watery eyes are like an innocent deer, which makes people subconsciously want to protect her.

A beautiful purple long hair falls all the way to the hips.

Moreover, his facial features seem very soft and similar to those of the indigenous people, but in addition to his indigenous blood, he clearly has the shadow of the Old World race.

There is a high probability that, like the ancestors of the "Bay exiles", they are descendants of the ancient dragon court who were sent to the Beast Paradise or the Sea of ​​​​Source by extraordinary natural disasters such as the "Blue Hole".

I just don’t know exactly when they immigrated, and how many generations they have been reproducing silently.

Besides her, there was also a noble man who looked three points like the fourth prince Atahualpa, but was obviously much more mature. He was kneeling very humbly under the bed.

Holding one of her tender white feet in both hands, he diligently painted her toenails with bright red nail polish.

When Therese's consciousness descended into the body of the fanatical follower Princess Pota, her original body was actually not idle either. She was communicating with the "crown prince" [Playboy] whom she had chosen.

Apart from the two living people, the only thing left was a huge golden cup standing on the bedside.

Blood mist surged in from all directions, stirring up a thin layer of plasma at the bottom of the cup. Although the amount was reduced a thousand times, an extremely tempting sweet fragrance made people salivate.

This golden cup is engraved with the image of Maharat, one of the four succubus queens in mythology two thousand years ago.

He rides on a scarlet beast with seven heads and ten horns, is clothed in purple and scarlet, and holds a golden cup filled with blood.

There is also an ancient inscription on the top of the head: "Mystery! Maharat, the mother of all the evil and abominations in the world."

This golden cup is exactly the holy relic of the Night Demon that the Succubus Queen once held in the mythological era - [Level Zero Holy Relic - Cup of Mahalat].

In order to distinguish it from the church's [Holy Grail], it is now also called the [Blood Grail] by them.

Legend has it that this is one of the thirteen holy artifacts held by the night demon nobles of the Age of Gods. It contains real seventh-level divine blood and possesses incredible great power in the hands of the night demons.

However, if you look closely, you will find that only the base of this golden holy grail is the original one with unfathomable power, and the most important upper part is just repaired with ordinary gold to make it look like it was when it was complete.

Just like the [True Cross], [Lance of Longinus], [Shroud of Turin], [Holy Grail], [Holy Foreskin], etc. in the hands of the church.

In that catastrophe when an era changed and the gods turned twilight, which no one could explain, everyone suffered the same fate.

It was this powerful relic that helped Therese Ashbel resist the reading of the information in the [Logbook], and also allowed her to successfully parasitize the Sun Empire and establish a very large force when she was only at the fourth level.

Even the noble second prince, who had great hopes of becoming king, fell at her feet.

Looking at his fawning and obsessed face, he is not much better than those servants.

"Creak. Creak, Lord of Heaven! You are fine!" Therese's towering chest rose and fell violently, but her hatred was still lingering.

However, he did not continue his impotent rage and let it affect the other slaves and concubines that he had carefully selected and accumulated with great difficulty.

He lowered his head to look at the second prince [playboy] in front of him, who only had eyes for him and did not move even after hearing countless screams outside the palace.

The frosty expression softened a little.

When the fourth prince Atahualpa introduced his brothers, there was one thing he said that was not quite accurate.

Apart from being a playboy, the second prince is also the most handsome of all the brothers, otherwise he would not have won the favor of the succubus Therese, who is obsessed with appearance.

There was a reason why she fell into the hands of Byron, who was invincible in terms of "lust" this time.

Therese knew that compared to the real youth of that shameless little thief, the second prince only looked young.

[Playboy] Huascar Capac, as the second prince, may not be as good as [Earthquake Light] Ninan Koyuki, who has been the eldest prince for ninety years, but he is also seventy years old.

One is a prince of ninety years old, the other is a prince of seventy years old. The two brothers are just equally matched, and neither can laugh at the other.

Among them, there are more than a dozen relatively mediocre brothers who have not even reached the fourth level. They are all runners-up for the throne and have almost no hope.

"Huascar looked up."

Therese picked up the [Blood Cup] that gave her powerful powers, and looked carefully at his eyes, which were slightly pink, for a while.

Several more orders were issued that trampled on male dignity, which was completely different from Byron who got a "dog" to deal with her. The second prince did all of them without hesitation.

He repeatedly confirmed that this crucial investment target was indeed under his complete control, so that he would not fall into the same trap as the shameless thief he met in Qinchasuyu.

She finally made up her mind, raised her hand, and an obsidian dagger with a deerskin scabbard appeared in her hand.

He solemnly handed it to the second prince.

The latter then smacked his lips, regaining some of his clarity from the aftertaste of the beauty's tentative "gift".

"My love, what is this?"

This looks like just an ordinary obsidian sacrificial knife, with a short, sharp obsidian blade on the front and a handle made of a rough piece of deer antler.

It is not much different from the ordinary sacrificial knives commonly used by indigenous tribes to cut the throats of sacrifices.

Only the ominous blood-red aura that permeated the entire object proved its extraordinary nature.

Therese explained to him:

“This is the [Level 1 Cursed Item: The Thief of Time].

It comes from an extremely bloody sacrificial ceremony. As long as a barely noticeable wound is left on another person's body, half of the other person's life span can be cut off on the spot and added to the body of the knife holder.

Theoretically, you can achieve eternal life!
However, for the rest of their lives, they will be hunted by a weird creature called "Time Hunter", who will take back the time that does not belong to them and double the fine.

But using this sacrificial knife can also repel the monster.

The Time Hunter comes once a year, and his strength will continue to increase, usually by double the number of years, until he recovers time. "

Seeing the second prince's eyes light up when he heard the word "eternal life", he did not forget to warn him:

“Don’t use it yourself, no one can defeat the Time Hunter forever.

If you use this treasure to sacrifice one of your men, your three-man team can kill anyone who stands in your way during the coronation ceremony.

Unless one is an immortal being with infinite lifespan, or a false god who has achieved immortality, no one can stop this sacrificial knife from an indigenous tribe.

But I will give you extra help on one condition.”

The charm in Therese Ashbel's pair of innocent eyes, like those of a fawn, was gone, leaving only endless coldness and viciousness, as if the wronged souls of countless men were twisted and wailing deep in her eyes.

“Isn’t this Holy Lake coronation ceremony a group of three?

I'm going with you this time, there's a little thief that must be killed!
I don't care whether he assassinated me because he discovered Perta's identity as a mole or was a long-planned troublemaker from another force.

But a mere short-lived creature who dared to use such means to tease the noble Night Demon nobles must die.

I will chop off his lifespan, drain his essence, and let him die of old age bit by bit."

Even with her shamelessness and debauchery, she felt extremely humiliated when being assassinated with "sex toys" during lovemaking, and she even had a psychological trauma from that kind of play for a period of time.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel angry and embarrassed, his cheeks were burning, and he vowed to eat the insidious and cunning thief alive, over and over again!

(End of this chapter)