Free Web NovelChapter 413: Chapter 35: Running Rampant
No matter how much Westheid’s actions seemed to be forcing her into depravity, Luyetan ultimately yielded under Duke Qinghui’s lecherous might.
Truth be told, purifying the Enchanter Bloodline had been a thorn in the side of the Yuanxi Clan for generations, something they were desperate to resolve. For that, they were willing to abandon so-called dignity, pride, and everything else.
So, with just a little pressure from Westheid, Yuanxi Palace feigned resistance before giving in. After all, she hadn’t been truly opposed to it; otherwise, how could one explain the games she played with Duke Qinghui in her dreams? Luyetan had been fucked into ecstasy.
The only thing that gave Luyetan pause was the matter of her own pride. It would have been one thing to put on a "training" session for the Enchanting Demon alone; Westheid had given the Holy Spirit Ancestor a private lesson in a similar fashion. But Westheid wasn’t planning on stopping at such simple stimulation.
As a Mixed-blood Enchanter, Luyetan could certainly transmit the most intense sensations to the ever-attentive Anise, but that alone wasn’t enough. The Witches who possessed the Evil Magic Vein could also transmit a certain degree of feeling to the Demigod Demon.
And taking it a step further, couldn’t Anise’s close followers also serve as a medium for transmission? Are a Demon’s senses really so inconvenient?!
Forget it... Let’s just lay it all out: this was what Westheid wanted to do! He does whatever he wants! Is that so hard to understand?
Outside the bathroom of the Serralis Court, Luyetan gathered her damp brown hair. Draped in a light, translucent, white lace chemise, she strode into the spacious master bedroom on her long, pale legs.
There, Westheid was sitting on a plush sofa in a bathrobe, reading a book. It was some material on the [Thousand Laws Ceremony] that Anise had given him, personally written by the Demigod Demon, guaranteeing its unparalleled value.
At this moment, the purple-eyed, black-haired man appeared elegant and serene. His gently stirring bangs and deep eyes, combined with his dreamlike profile, were like something out of a painting. It almost made Luyetan forget how he had just wantonly acted like a beast, marking her as his territory from the inside out.
"You’re truly outrageous, Duke Qinghui."
Luyetan walked over to the sofa, draped her long hair over one shoulder, and gently sat down, leaning against Westheid’s side. She lightly caressed the man’s chest as she murmured,
"To what extent do you intend to humiliate us? Your tastes are truly perverse."
"This is all to ensure Her Excellency Anise is thoroughly entertained. If she can experience layers of compounded pleasure from this, then it’s all worth it."
Westheid’s words were nothing short of shameless, but on the other hand, he wasn’t wrong at all, because his methods were indeed highly effective.
To put it simply, the [Master of Greedy Banquet] loved it and gave Westheid’s work high praise. In the Demon Maiden’s own words, "Such a wondrous and delightful sensation. My banquet now shines with a brilliant glow because of it. All my past obsessions and enjoyments have been elevated by more than just a single level. The only pity is that this pleasure cannot be spread to everyone."
’Good thing it’s not being spread around.’ Westheid was worried Anise might, on a whim, decide to promote this form of entertainment with all her might throughout her domain. It would be like a Pure Holy Spirit taking power and aggressively promoting "Holy Spirit aesthetics" across the land. The mere thought of such consequences was enough to make his vision go black.
Hearing the man’s excuse, Luyetan could only sigh. "...So, is that Great Demon satisfied?"
"Well... she should be. Why don’t we just go and ask her?"
Westheid said, stroking his chin.
Duke Qinghui had always been a man of swift and decisive action. No sooner said than done, he immediately went to find the person in question.
He said "find," but in truth, Anise was right next door. This Enchanting Demon knew no such thing as rest, ceaselessly indulging in the pleasures of feasting.
In the banquet hall, which was laid with a crimson carpet, Anise sat at the head of the table, lazily stretching her graceful limbs. Upon seeing Westheid, she waved her hand and said,
"Hm? Is it over?"
Westheid got straight to the point. "Your Excellency Anise, I’ve been in Serralis for some time now, and I’ve shown you pretty much everything I can. I wonder, are you satisfied with the pleasure of this frenzied banquet?"
"If you’re going to ask me like that..."
The Enchanter Maiden heard his words and thought seriously for a moment. Then...
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP—
Anise clapped furiously, her indescribably bewitching face flushed crimson, as if trying to express the utmost praise.
"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! My opinion of you has changed! I must correct my previous mistake—you’re not like my father... not at all!"
"My father never cared for his own desires and needs. His eyes held only so-called ’great love,’ only his one and ultimate goal. But you’re different. I’ve never met anyone so loyal to their own primal desires. Should I call you a beast? Or a madman? Such pure pleasure, supplemented with a touch of human etiquette... it truly is the ultimate enjoyment."
"Cast aside your worries! Throw away your hypocrisy! Shatter your weakness! Embrace ecstasy! This world is nothing more than that!"
"Only you... it has to be you!"
’Wait, is she praising me or insulting me?’
’I’ll just take it as a compliment for now.’
Duke Qinghui tilted his head. "So, does this mean you’ve approved my offer to cooperate?"
Anise waved her small hand and declared magnanimously, "Ah, I have seen your sincerity, human. So, we can fight side-by-side for now. I will observe you more later, but for the time being... I am very satisfied. What’s your plan? I’ll cooperate as I see fit."
Westheid smiled. "In that case, let’s offer the head of a Celestial God’s Shadow as the first main course for our frenzied banquet!"
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This cooperation would be demonstrated by helping each other eliminate competitors. After concluding the banquet, he finally left Serralis and returned to the front lines of the Royal Court.
As the supreme commander who had been missing for quite some time, no one questioned where Westheid had been. With a decisive wave of his hand, Westheid set the new course of action.
The [Master of Blazing Flames] was the first target.
