Pirate Kingship

Chapter 1090: Chapter 571: Radiant Queen of the Desert and Black Friday

"Byron, what’s up? What made you laugh so suddenly?" freёwebnovel.com

Catherine and Byron gave Atahualpa some pointers.

And warned him not to return to the Cusco Royal City, which is too close to Machu Picchu Sky City, prone to localized 4000°C high temperatures that could accidentally cause death.

They agreed that he could later assemble equipment for ten Heavy Composite Regiments and that a banker advisory team would be sent at the end of the month when the Living Hatch opens.

He joyfully hung up the communication, ready to make a great impression in the Sun Empire.

The siblings lightly landed on a small island not far from the East Coast.

Byron supported his sister on a smooth reef, crouching slightly to grasp her slender, delicate ankle, preparing to help her change into a pair of high heels.

The two grew up together in a coastal city, running wildly on the private beach of the Prince’s Domain, with Byron being the shoe-bearer trailing behind his sister.

Even today, as emperors of two Great Empires, he performs such tasks naturally, without any sense of impropriety.

He retrieved a spare pair of Crystal High Heels from the pocket space, removing the shoe that remained on Catherine’s left foot.

Her five toes glistened, slender and translucent, with an arched instep resembling a crescent moon of radiant jade.

The tips were painted a striking rose-red, akin to a dew-touched, delicate rose that amazed people and felt like a delicate, captivating work of art that one would not wish to let go of when held.

Catherine felt the warmth from Byron’s grip on her foot spreading upwards along her soft sole, tinting her fair arch, tender calf, and even her gorgeous cheeks with a blush overflow.

Her breathing became slightly heavier, and an enchanting aroma gradually emanated from her entire body.

Although she had been a "child bride" since childhood, practically a couple for nearly twenty years, Catherine was never as liberated as Violet, who was of Pirate Princess origin, and was exceptionally shy.

Byron found it amusing, just about to squeeze her foot when he suddenly seemed to notice something interesting, his expression slightly stunned.

Catherine waited for some time and realized Byron hadn’t moved, unable to resist shyly pulling back her bare foot when Byron chuckled and returned to his senses.

The girl immediately realized Byron likely switched perspectives, his attention drawn by the incarnations or something happening around the two Ravens and giant wolves.

But whenever something interesting or important came up, it had always been promptly shared via the Golden Triangle with her and Violet, yet this time it hadn’t been, stirring her curiosity, leading her to ask directly.

"No, nothing at all.

It’s just that Munin has already locked onto that ’traitor’ [the one whose name can’t even be mentioned], tailing him to his most crucial lair."

Byron had just seen through Raven Mist Ni’s eyes, the traitor embarrassingly fleeing the Elysee Palace, having suffered unknowable torments by Louis XI, struggling to walk still limping.

The ’traitor’ had seized the identity and presence of the male consort Nicholas with his authority, but his ’Divine Aspect’ was birthed as a backlash of fate by the [Myriad Wings Angel].

Previously, when the Raven chased his traces in Peridot, due to the authority, they wouldn’t even notice each other in passing.

But now, the ’Divine Aspect’ allows clear observation of the other from a close distance.

And for the ’traitor,’ the Raven remains an invisible person he cannot see.

This time, it’s truly a case of evil grinding away at evil.

This villain, who’s murdered countless Kings, heroes throughout history, and secretly plotted the assassination of at least two ancestors of the Lancaster Family, is clearly suffering unbearably in Louis XI’s hands.

The greater the interference imposed on fate, the more corrective force fate returns to him.

Previously, the ’Calamity’ might not have been able to kill him, but now the ’Calamity of Man’ can render his existence a fate worse than death!

Though not yet wanting to startle the snake, Byron was tempted to directly publish his plight in various tabloids:

"Young man escaping the Elysee Palace at midnight, clutching his rear, is this the degeneration of morality or the distortion of human nature?"

"The untold saga between one man and another man"

"Shocking! Men and women fell silent after reading his tale."

Romantic-loving Iris People relish such stories, enough to lead the ’traitor’ to social death, abruptly severing most of his carefully maintained anchoring.

Even on-the-spot fall and loss of control isn’t completely out of the realm of possibility.

However, such details are inconvenient to share with Catherine; relationships between women are called Liliaceae blooming, but between men, it’s called chrysan... ahem.

Better she knows less about such matters.

Catherine was somewhat skeptical, knowing Byron had undergone professional training, no matter how humorous, never laughing casually unless he couldn’t help it; he definitely had something joyous not shared with her.

Yet, she didn’t persist, just eagerly suggesting:

"Since we caught his tail, why not make a move now?

The two of us combined would be equivalent to at least five normal Fifth Orders walking on one leg; taking down him as a cripple should be no problem."

Byron, however, was not in a hurry to act, instead he glanced at the multiple timelines presented in the [Sun Stone Calendar], determining the most likely subsequent actions of the opponent by their thickness.