Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 622: Queen's New Identity: Mother of the Eldest Son

The Corridor of Truth is a treasure land that all forces in the entire Old World and colonies are extremely eager to obtain.

Deep inside the magnificent palace of Heliopolis, the capital of the Desert Empire.

"Not so strange ceiling."

When Byron opened his eyes again after an unknown amount of time in coma, he noticed at first glance that the geometric patterns on the ceiling above his head looked familiar.

I seemed to be in the queen's bedroom.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Because he just had a dream.

I dreamed that I was lying on the big bed that once belonged to Cleopatra VII.

The cashmere carpet was littered with violently torn navy uniforms, dance dresses and underwear thrown aside, and the strong smell of hormones lingering in the bedroom.
It was like a dream that brought me back to the timeline projected by the [Sunstone Calendar], the night when I chose the "beast" route.

The fragrance that was so sweet that it could melt your bones and melt your marrow still seemed to linger on my fingertips and in my mind, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

The only difference between the dream and the timeline is that he is at the bottom and Cleopatra is at the top.

Although everything in dreams is reversed, this "reverse" way is so bizarre that it seems like reality.

Byron's face, which still had a hint of sleepiness, showed a hint of uncertainty:
"Maybe, maybe, it was a dream, right?"

When Byron raised his hand to pinch his temples, the splash of water caused by his arm made him realize with surprise that he was soaking naked in an indoor hot spring pool in the Queen's bedroom with his head tilted back.

The pool was made of smooth, white, warm marble, and the hot spring was crystal clear, so he leaned on the steps beside the pool.

There was only mist in front of my eyes, and except for the hot spring beside me, everything around me seemed a little hazy and unclear.

The restrictions on [Divine Vision] seem to be much more severe than when it was in the combined kingdom of God, and it is even difficult to penetrate the thin mist.

And the feeling of fatigue all over my body just won't go away.

It didn't feel like a dream at all. Instead, it felt like I was being trampled by ten thousand elephants ten thousand times.

There is a long-lost feeling of emptiness in the body.

At this time, Byron, who was still half asleep and half awake, finally realized that something seemed to be wrong.

Recalling the experience before being knocked unconscious, I couldn't help but shudder and suddenly became completely awake.

Before he could carefully examine his body, a very familiar and pleasant female voice sounded behind him:
"Byron, are you awake?
Here is a bowl of ox kidney and deer penis soup, drink it quickly to replenish your body, because your work tonight has just begun, hahaha."

Byron turned his head when he heard the voice, and the first thing he saw was a pair of slender jade feet stepping on the white marble.

The smooth and white instep reveals faint blue blood vessels, and the slender toes are painted with black nail polish and dotted with golden stars in an orderly manner, which is even more stunning than the bright night sky.

Her delicate ankles were adorned with a brilliant diamond anklet, her calves were white and straight like jade, and upwards she wore a transparent tulle skirt.

It looks like a nightgown, but in fact it doesn't cover anything at all. It makes the graceful body look even more dreamy, as if set off by a layer of light smoke.

Amid the mist, a red ribbon on the round thighs is particularly eye-catching.

By this time Byron's body was already a little stiff.

His gaze continued to move upward until it met a pair of starry eyes, and as expected, he saw the stunningly beautiful face of the most beautiful woman in the world.

During the previous operation, she wore a mask throughout the entire process. This was the first time she revealed her true face since that night.

Compared to the last time they met, the demigod's immortal divinity had elevated her charm to a new level.

From the tips of her hair to her toes, she is absolutely perfect. There is not a single flaw on her body. She is the embodiment of beauty.

Even the goddesses of love and beauty would be eclipsed in front of her.

Compared with the countless living beings who can only look up to gods, they are no longer creatures of the same level. Simply comparing and commenting on them is a great blasphemy.

However, this unattainable goddess was holding a bowl of "beef kidney and deer penis soup" in her hand with a seductive smile on her face, which seemed incongruous no matter how you looked at it.

Byron couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his voice was a little difficult:

"So, I wasn't dreaming just now, we have already..."

The queen placed the beef kidney and deer penis soup on the small table next to her. She circled her left index finger and thumb, passed her right index finger through them, nodded vigorously at him, and smiled brightly:
“The correct answer is what you imagined.

Dear Mr. Byron, you are already mine! It's a pity that you were unconscious just now, so I enjoyed it for you.

If you want to experience it again, I can share it with you.

It’s just my feeling, chuckle.”

As he spoke, the fog around him dissipated, revealing the bedroom on the other side of the next room. The scene was exactly the same as in the "dream" just now.

Obviously there had been a fierce battle.

He could no longer continue to deceive himself.

Byron couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to be like those tough protagonists in the stories and say with his neck stiff: "Even if you get my body, you can't get my heart."

But then the queen sat by the pool, her pair of white jade bare feet slid down his firm belly, and moved it a few times deftly.

He shuddered suddenly and wanted to yell at his brother underwater: "Kneel down, don't stand!"

Unfortunately, the brothers did not cooperate:

"Get lost! The big head is dead, the small head should stand up. Today I am the master of this body."

Animal side: "Me too."

So, I opened my mouth, but found that the resistance in my heart to this matter was not as strong as I had imagined.

The most beautiful woman in the world, the first sixth-rank demigod in the Silver Age, was deliberately plotting and repaying kindness with enmity just to have a bite of him.

If this is considered a loss, then all men in the world would be willing to lose until they go bankrupt!

And now that it has become an fait accompli, it would be really hypocritical for him to continue to be reserved.

Especially when the queen slid into the water from his side, her white gauze dress was completely soaked, revealing another kind of charm, and she put her arms around his neck and pressed her delicate body against him.

The will to resist suddenly collapsed completely.

This is just like wearing women's clothing. Once there is a first time, there will be countless times. The "broken window effect" is an irreversible law of nature.
The queen leaned close to his ear and whispered provocatively in a cat-like hoarse and seductive voice:

"Byron, I'm full, it's your turn next. But do you still have the energy?"

If you can tolerate this, it is not a question of being a beast or worse than a beast, but a question of whether you are a man or not.

"You asked for this, don't beg for mercy from me later!"

Byron put one arm around the queen's slender waist and put the other hand through her legs, picking her up in a princess hug.

The hot spring water separated automatically, and Byron walked to the other side of the hall as if he was stepping on invisible steps.

The warm wind blew past, and the water droplets on their bodies were evaporated in an instant.

The dim lights in the room went out.

After a rustling sound, a low hum was suddenly heard.

"No! Why are you still..."

Byron was hugging the most beautiful woman in the world face to face. After hitting the bull's eye with his arrow, he was about to continue attacking when he suddenly felt something strange.

Then he smelled a sweet scent of blood coming from the queen's body.

The blood of the sixth-rank demigod made even this Night Demon King, who was not troubled by blood thirst, feel a little intoxicated.

The pupils in the azure eyes trembled, and as he looked around in a daze, the mess in the room disappeared like water waves.

Instead, there was a tidy bed, quietly burning incense and candles, and the military uniform he had taken off was neatly folded on a chair.

The fatigue in my body from being trampled by tens of thousands of elephants disappeared in an instant like an illusion.

Byron suddenly had an idea and exclaimed:

"Illusion? That was the inner scene of the spiritual world. In other words, nothing happened when I was unconscious.

but"

When he lowered his head, he discovered that in the real world, the postures of himself and the queen were exactly the same as before!
He sat on the bed, and the queen sat in his arms, with her arms around his neck. He held the queen's delicate body, as if holding a pool of rich, clear moonlight, her skin was dazzlingly white.

The sweet smell of blood is also stronger.

Their eyes met, their breaths were heard, and the smile on the queen's face was cunning, like a vixen who had stolen a "chicken".

The chicken was delivered to my door on its own initiative.

Good news, everything that just happened in the spiritual world was fake.

Bad news, now it has come true!
And it was Byron who took the initiative, and he suddenly felt at a loss.

“This and that.”

The queen held his neck with her arms, pressing him tightly against her broad bosom, and breathed sweetly:

“What a fool! Where did all your cleverness go when you were fighting the old gods?
Although I don’t care much about the sense of ceremony, I am a woman after all.

This is the first time something meaningful has happened. How could I waste it while you are unconscious?
Isn't that as unsightly as a cow chewing on a peony?
The true meaning of marriage is when one is conscious and follows one's inner wishes to get married.

And as the [Goddess of Life, Magic, Marriage and Fertility], if I do this while you are unconscious, it would be a crime."

Byron's first thought was, "Is this how a cow chews a peony?"

Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie.

After she reminded me, I finally understood what had just happened.

Cleopatra, the [embodiment of truth], is different from other demigods. She not only has an independent kingdom of God existing in nine sarcophagi.

And the entire desert empire is her kingdom on earth.

Just like the description in the Gospel of Creation: "Hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven."

Plus the Bronze Law covering the entire country.

【Cleopatra】Patra had absolute dominance over this land.

Not to mention Byron who is at the fifth level, even if an old god returns and his sixth level body descends, he will definitely not be a match for the queen.

The outcome would be the same as Goddess Venus breaking into the underworld ruled by her sister. Not only would she not be able to escape unscathed, but she would most likely die miserably and humiliatingly.

Just now, I wanted to take advantage of his unconsciousness to pull him into the spiritual world and implant the wrong suggestion, which was a piece of cake.

Just as she said, if the first time two people have sex is completed with one of them lying dead, the experience would be really bad.

The queen obviously hoped to leave a good memory for each other, but she told him a white lie after all.

The queen looked Byron in a flattering way, and her soft voice could melt steel:

"Forgive me, ok~brother~brother~"

This was probably the first time in her life that she tried to please someone, which was totally inconsistent with her majestic and noble temperament, but she even called out the pet name between lovers, which was really rare for this sixth-level demigod.

The expression on Byron's face did not change, but the two of them were now in tune with each other, and it was not just his face that was able to sense his emotions.

With a light chuckle, she tapped his chest with a finger, leaned forward, and the battle began again.

However, the two emperors soon had a new dispute:

"You took advantage of me in my dream just now. As an apology, it's my turn to be on top now."

"What a joke! I've always been a leader in everything I do since I was a kid. I should be the one at the top!"

"No way, I want to be on top."

After arguing for a while, Byron finally proposed:
"How about we all take a step back and each take it one step at a time?"

"Deal. Let's fight!"

So, the two of them finally reached a consensus.

The maids serving outside the palace caused ripples in the small lake in the palace, which lasted for a full hour before calming down a little, and then the next cycle began.

The huge rock buildings nearby also made buzzing sounds, but fortunately, the magic circles and maze locks protected them from any accidents.

The next day, the sun rose three poles.

With black eyes, Byron finally climbed out of the big bed that Joan of Arc had laid on, which was soaked last night and still not dry.

She put on her clothes again with the help of a group of beautiful maids in cool clothes, but when she stood up she could only walk with the support of the wall.

"Ah, hiss, hiss"

For him, the "Father of Monsters" who holds the priesthood of "fertility" and can easily transform into a hundred-meter-long dragon, this is simply unbelievable.

That was one of his greatest strengths, the ease with which he could handle two queens and their avatars at once.

But today, he met the queen who also possessed the priesthood of [Fertility] and was a whole major level higher than him. He immediately suffered a Waterloo and was defeated on the spot.

In the first half of the night, we can still go back and forth, one at a time according to the agreement before the war.

In the second half of the night, he was completely suppressed by the queen, who had tasted the sweetness of food for the first time in her 300 years of life.

My body was completely drained, and I had to hold my waist and make “ah, hiss, hiss” every time I took a step.

Walking out of the bedroom, the semi-open hall was already filled with the aroma of food.

A long golden table was placed in the center, with two ivory chairs on either side.

After the death of Ptolemy XIV, Cleopatra VII, who had automatically been crowned Empress of the Empire, was busy.

"Patra, good morning. Hiss. Hiss."

"Morning, Byron."

She didn't wear a formal gown or a crown, but instead a simple chiffon house dress.

Her long black hair was simply tied up, revealing her slender neck like a white swan, and on her feet she wore a pair of gold-thread shoes woven with gold threads and gems.

After a night of nourishment, the already delicate appearance of the world's most beautiful woman became even more radiant and even the tips of her hair seemed to be glowing slightly.

At this time, he was humming the special erotic songs of the Desert Empire in a very good mood, and he personally prepared a sumptuous brunch for Byron.

Seeing Byron's hissing sound, she suppressed her smile for the sake of his self-esteem, walked forward and gently helped him to sit down.

"Byron, come and try my cooking."

However, Byron saw the essence of the breakfast in front of him through the logbook in his right eye.

Wonderful item [Golden Table·Heroes’ Banquet]:
“A table made of gold. If you knock on it three times, a gust of wind will blow and all kinds of imaginary delicacies will appear to entertain heroes.

Can be used up to three times per day.

Substances come from carbon dioxide, water, and nitrogen in the air and can be synthesized into starch, protein, and various raw materials based on them.

In other words, this is a table of northwest wind!
The materials are even simpler than those of a gathering of heroes. "

If knocking on the table three times can be considered a cooking skill, then I am also a star chef.

Byron complained in his heart, but did not expose her.

Cleopatra sat down opposite him and served him the food herself.

Although the food is essentially "Northwest Wind", the taste is surprisingly good.

The delicious food and the electromagnetic radiation from the sunlight helped Byron to quickly recover his strength.

The stinging pain in my waist gradually subsided, the blue circles under my eyes quickly faded, and I felt alive again.

Even his level of powerful recovery ability was almost drained, so you can imagine how brutal the battle was last night.

When Byron recalled it now, he suspected that he was fighting not a human but a black hole that swallowed everything.

'However, although we were suppressed by evil forces, we also gained something unexpected.'

He opened the logbook and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

The new entry in the diary [sit-ups, eating soft food] was retained after all.

Just by doing "sit-ups" with the Queen for one night, his spirituality increased from 24 to 24.3. This was the result of the three people's improvement together.

0.2 of them come from the mutual achievements of the world's most beautiful woman [Standard for the Strong].

[Standard for the Strong] allows the owner of the title to clearly see who is a strong person, or has the potential to become a strong person, intuitively understand their character and ability, and then become the other person's woman when the other person begins to show his or her potential.

Byron was obviously the only strong man that Cleopatra recognized from the bottom of her heart.

After that, she will be able to achieve mutual success with the strong person she has chosen. The closer the relationship, the higher the attention she will receive in terms of luck, spirituality, and world consciousness.

After an heir is born, the effect reaches its highest point and is completely solidified, so it is not difficult to shape a child of destiny.

As a woman of a strong man, she can also rise with the tide. It is possible for her to become a general's wife, a queen, or a goddess.
Even though she herself is not interested in this ability, the effect is real.

Another 0.1 comes from the sit-up effect of the new entry.

This ability is mainly used to improve the spiritual realm, and spirituality is just a by-product.

The key point is that the object of the exercise is a sixth-level demigod who is one level higher than him, and it is his first time, so the increase is naturally extremely rapid.

If they continue to practice "sit-ups" in the future, even if the effect is increased tenfold, it will still be a long-term and arduous process.

“If Catherine and Violet knew that the extra 0.3 spiritual points they had were gained by selling my body, I wonder how they would react.

Well, based on my understanding of them, the sister would probably give me a thumbs up and then help me with advice to get a better price next time.

The eldest lady will quietly put on her dance dress and train me hard. Hmm? "

Suddenly I felt something strange under my feet and looked down.

But it was when the queen discovered that he had recovered his strength that she kicked off her golden slippers, lifted her trouser leg with one of her white and smooth jade feet, and gently slid it over his calf. The touch was even more wonderful than that of soft jade.

Then, slowly move upwards.
Snapped!
Byron reached out and grabbed it.

He raised his head and glared at her, but the most beautiful woman in the world blinked her bright eyes at him unconsciously and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a tissue.

She had eaten a lot of "panacea" last night and was not hungry at all now.

Even when I’m hungry, I just want to keep taking the panacea.

There were many maids serving around.

But as the only demigod in the world today, who can compete with the Pope's Triple Crown, no one can discover what she is doing as long as she wants.

Byron was helpless with Marie Antoinette, so he glanced at her belly and sighed inwardly:

“Life is full of surprises, and the boomerang will eventually hit back.”

At this time, the relationship between them changed again. It was supposed to be "the relationship between comrades in the same artillery crew", abbreviated as "**", and they did not have to be responsible for each other at all.

Unfortunately, although they did not deliberately use their power to add fuel to the fire, it was probably the mutual influence of the two fertility [priesthoods].

It's too late to undo what's done in just one night.

They then became the relationship between father and child and his mother.

There were no signs of abnormality on the smooth belly, but the [Fertility] vocation of both persons was clearly visible.

The queen noticed his look and said jokingly:
"Want to touch it? Don't be polite with me."

His figure flashed and turned into a colorful stream of light, crossing the golden table, then returned to human form and naturally sat on Byron's lap.

She pulled his hand and placed it against her smooth belly, allowing Byron to feel up close an embryo with extremely vibrant vitality.

'What Bruch and his men said when they besieged Lancelot came true (Chapter 597).

In the end, the thief was actually me?

No, strictly speaking, Cao Ze is the queen.'

Byron gently stroked the queen's belly, and the excitement in his heart was no less than when his sister laid an egg for him.

This is his eldest son.

In an ordinary human royal family, the gender and legitimacy of the heir are very important matters, and if you are not careful, it may lead to a bloodbath decades later.

However, their family now has three empires in total, so they don't have this kind of worry for the time being.

Moreover, before the children were born, their entire family might have collectively been promoted to sixth-rank demigods, and their lifespan would only be longer than that of the empire.

Bloodlines are not treated differently.

The queen's face was full of maternal radiance, and she curled up in Byron's arms with her slender white jade hands pressed against his hot hands:
“Byron, I have plans.

Our son's name was Amon Lancaster.

I will start prenatal education from tomorrow, and try to turn all the knowledge I have acquired into the inherited memory of him, the descendant of God, before he is born.

After he was born, the Desert Empire officially transitioned from the Ptolemaic Dynasty to the Lancastrian Dynasty.

When Amon reaches adulthood, I will grant him the priesthood of the Sun and promote him to be my subordinate god, the Sun God!"

(End of this chapter)