Chapter 1286 - 621: Radiant Queen’s New Identity: Mother of the Eldest Son (2)

He suddenly shivered and wanted to reprimand his brother underwater: "Kneel, don’t stand!"

Unfortunately, his brother wasn’t cooperative:

"Get lost! Big Head is dead, Little Head shall reign, today I am the master of this body."

Beastly side: "Me too."

So, he opened his mouth but found that his inner resistance to this matter wasn’t as firm as he imagined.

The world’s foremost beauty, the first Sixth Order Demigod of the Silver Era, plotting against and repaying kindness with vengeance just for a taste of him.

If this counts as losing out, then men across the world would probably be willing to lose until bankruptcy!

And since it’s already a fait accompli, to continue being modest seemed overly pretentious.

Especially when the Radiant Queen slid into the water beside him, her white silk dress fully soaked, revealing another kind of charm, and wrapping her arms around his neck to press her delicate body against his.

His will to resist completely crumbled.

This is just like wearing women’s clothes; once there’s a first time, there will be countless times, the "broken window effect" is an irreversible natural law...

The Radiant Queen leaned close to his ear, using a cat-like raspy and seductive voice to whisper provocatively:

"Byron, I’m already full, next it’s your turn. But, do you still have the strength?"

If one can endure this, it’s not just a matter of being a beast or less than a beast, it’s about whether you are truly a man.

"You asked for it, don’t beg for mercy from me later!"

Byron wrapped one arm around the Radiant Queen’s slender waist, the other passed under her legs, lifting her in a princess carry.

The spring water automatically parted, Byron walked towards the other side of the hall as if stepping on invisible stairs.

The warm breeze blew through, instantly evaporating every drop of water on their bodies.

The dim lights in the room faded away.

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

"No, how come you still..."

Byron, facing the world’s foremost beauty, preparing to continue the strike after hitting the bullseye, suddenly felt something was amiss.

Then he caught the sweet scent of blood from the Radiant Queen.

The blood of a Sixth Order Demigod made even him, a Night Demon Monarch without the troubles of bloodthirst syndrome, feel a bit intoxicated.

The pupils in his azure eyes quaked, looking around in bewilderment as the original mess in the room slowly faded away like water ripples.

Replacing it was a neatly arranged bed, quietly burning spices and candles, and his own military uniform neatly folded on a chair.

The fatigue as if treaded over by thousands of elephants vanished like an illusion.

A flash of inspiration struck in Byron’s mind, he exclaimed in disbelief:

"Illusions? Just now was a backdrop in a spiritual world, which means... while I was unconscious nothing actually happened.

But..."

He looked down to find that in reality, he and the Radiant Queen were in the same posture as just now... identical!

He was sitting on the bed, the Radiant Queen was sitting in his lap, her arms around his neck, he cradled her delicate body as if holding a pool of full and radiant moonlight, her skin was white to the point of being dazzling.

The sweet, bloody scent grew even more potent.

Gazes met, breaths mingled, the Radiant Queen’s smile was mischievous, just like a fox who stole a "chicken."

This chicken even brought itself to the door.

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

Bad news, it has now become reality!

And it was Byron who initiated it, rendering him suddenly helpless.

"This... that..."

The Radiant Queen tightened the arms around his neck to press him closer to her broad embrace, her breath carried the scent of orchids:

"Such a fool, where did all that cleverness go when battling the Old Gods?

Although I personally don’t care much about ceremonial feelings, after all, I’m a woman.

The first time being so meaningful, how could I possibly waste it muddled while you were unconscious?

That would be as tasteless as a cow chewing peonies, right?

Only with clear consciousness and complying with the heart’s desire is the true essence of marriage.

Moreover, as [Life, Magic, Marriage, and Fertility Goddess], if I took advantage of your unconsciousness to do such things, that would be a crime."

Byron’s first thought was: "...is that how you use cow chewing peonies?"

As expected, the more beautiful the woman, the more deceptive she is.

Being reminded enlightened him about what happened just now.

This [Truth Embodiment], unlike other demigods, not only possesses a separate Divine Kingdom within nine stone coffins.

Moreover, the entire Desert Empire is her Terrestrial Divine Kingdom.

Just as described in the "Book of Creation": "May your name be hallowed, may your kingdom come, may your will be done on earth, as it is in heaven."

Coupled with the nationwide Bronze Law.

[Radiant Queen] Patra has absolute sovereignty over this land.

Not to mention Byron, even if some Old God returned, with the descent of a Sixth Order entity, it definitely would not be a match for the Radiant Queen.

The outcome would be just like the [Venus Goddess] intruding into her sister’s Netherworld, not only could she not leave unscathed, but there’s a high probability she’d meet a tragic and humiliating end.

Just now attempting to take advantage of him while unconscious, pulling him into the mental world, and implanting a false suggestion was just a piece of cake.

As she said, if their first time happened while one was in a dead state, the experience would be truly poor.

The Radiant Queen clearly hoped to leave a beautiful memory for both.

But in the end, she told him a benevolent lie.