“Father, he is the priest! You cannot do this!” The youngest prince said, his brow furrowed deeply after finally regaining his footing.
If the King of Onassis were to publicly defile the priest, it would be an open act of sacrilege against the gods. The entire kingdom would tremble to its core.
Besides, this man was truly more breathtaking than anyone he had ever seen. His voice, his posture—even the tips of his hair seemed to radiate a gentle, crystalline purity.
Although the prince loved and respected his father, seeing that bloated, obese body standing next to such a slender, ethereal beauty truly looked like a pile of dung beside a delicate flower.
“Get out!” The King roared, beside himself with fury. He had craved this man for far too long, longed for him for far too long.
What gods? What kingdom? None of it could compare to a single smile from the person before him.
Seeing the young prince stubbornly holding his ground, the King stared at the face that bore a fifty-percent resemblance to Cody. The disgust on his face overflowed as he waved his hand sharply. “Guards! Drag him out and throw him into the dungeon!”
The guards dragged away the young prince, whose face was filled with utter disbelief.
The King rubbed his hands together excitedly, gingerly reaching out to touch the hand resting against his chest. He swallowed hard, like a starving man facing the finest, most luxurious feast in the world, completely at a loss as to where to take the first bite.
“My darling, you are my god.” The King hungrily prepared to scoop the man into his arms, press him onto the bed, and cover every inch of his skin with kisses.
Suddenly, a blade burst through his chest. The King’s eyes widened in horror.
The steel was icy cold. Even the scalding blood at his heart could not warm it; instead, the spraying crimson turned cold as it hit the air.
Lin Yao’s hands, body, and robes were instantly stained red by the spray as the blade was yanked back out. The King, who had been eyeing him like a predator seconds ago, could only let out a raspy, gurgling sound. He tried desperately to clutch his bleeding chest, but could only collapse onto the floor, staring up with unyielding eyes as life drained out of him.
Blood poured from his heart, pooling across the pristine white marble floor in a suffocating shade of red. No one could have anticipated that the monarch who had unified the realm would die in such an easy, pathetic manner—slain by his own son.
A riding boot stepped unmercifully through the blood. Kathy had spots of blood splattered across his own face, yet he didn’t bother to wipe them off. He simply stared at the beauty frozen in place, a flicker of awe flashing across his eyes.
Compared to his usual pure white, the dark, blood-red stains painting his body seemed to add a touch of warmth to his cold detachment. He looked gorgeously, dangerously alluring—like a bed of Posuo flowers blooming in full force, swaying temptingly, practically begging to be plucked and ruined.
Blood and beauty. If combined with fine wine, gold, and raw lust, it would be the ultimate indulgence in this world.
“Yao, I love you.” Kathy stepped over the King’s corpse and arrived in front of Lin Yao. He reached out to grab his wrist, pressing a kiss to those slightly trembling fingertips, his tone burning with extreme fervor. “You are finally mine. I want you.”
He scooped the beauty up by the waist. Even through the fabric, the tactile sensation under his hands made him so impatient he wished he could grow wings. The metallic scent of blood mixed into the air made his whole body burn. He longed to drive the hottest part of himself into this man right now, making his cold body blaze with equal heat.
As his feverish kiss was about to fall, Lin Yao quickly pressed a hand against his chest to hold him back, his breathing uneven. “Your Highness, could you please have the body cleared out first? I, I’m scared.”
“Don’t be scared, I’m right here,” Kathy pulled his slender wrist closer, his eyes gleaming with absolute possession. He leaned down to kiss his cheek, but Lin Yao turned his head away.
Lin Yao offered a faint, gentle smile, his eyes shimmering with liquid light. “Your Highness, do you merely want my body? You killed His Majesty, so I am already yours. But I think our first time should have a bit of ceremony to it, don’t you agree?”
“You’re right. Yao, you helped me back then because you had me in your heart. Every time I think back to that moment,” Kathy pinched his chin, a sinister, wild smile spreading across his face, “I just want to pin you against that cabinet, spread your gorgeous legs, and fuck you until you can’t make a sound. Then I’ll lock you inside that cabinet so you can only see me every single day. But sweetheart, I’m not that fool Cody. I want you right now.”
His breath grew heavy and forceful. Lin Yao closed his eyes, his brows knitting together. In a tone that sounded like he was tearing off his own flesh, he instructed: [System, exchange for Hypnosis.]
The system, which had been bored out of its mind, instantly perked up: [Hypnosis successfully redeemed! 10,000 Star Credits deducted. Limited to use in this world only.]
Lin Yao cupped Kathy’s head, staring straight into his eyes. In a voice as intoxicating as a siren’s song, he whispered, “Prince Kathy, I am deeply in love with you, too.”
The eyes of the man pressing down on him clouded over with confusion. Then, his eyelids fluttered shut, and he slumped forward, unconscious.
Lin Yao shoved him off with considerable effort. Standing on the bed, he glared down at the man lying there like a dead pig. He desperately wanted to kick him a few times and plunge a dozen holes into his chest.
While he didn’t mind satisfying basic physical needs, that was strictly reserved for actual human beings—not beasts who would murder their own father.
Though he might have nudged events from behind the scenes, the choice had ultimately been in the man’s own hands.
Besides, that Hypnosis skill was outrageously expensive! It was so expensive he wanted to hack the man in front of him into pieces!
Lin Yao sat on the edge of the bed and pondered for a moment. He stripped off Kathy’s clothes, clawed a few scratch marks onto his back, and then pinched various red marks across his own body before—
“Ngh. Ah. It hurts. Don’t. Haa.”
A soft, weak, breathless voice echoed faintly from within the royal chamber, mingled with the heavy, ragged gasps of a man. Outside, the servants cleaning up and the guards standing watch unconsciously raised their weapons, their grips tightening.
They knew the High Priest was breathtakingly beautiful—so much so that they hardly dared to look at him. But they never imagined that his voice alone would make them want to hurl the man inside off of him and take his place.
The way he bloomed on that bed must be an absolute sight to behold. The guards swallowed hard in unison.
Inside, however, Lin Yao merely kept a cold expression as he watched Kathy lying on the bed. The prince’s face wore a bizarre, feverish, and frantic expression; his hips were unconsciously twitching, and his lower half bounced rhythmically, soaking himself again and again without a single touch.
Meanwhile, Lin Yao’s voice was simply providing dubbing for the man’s dream. A simple trick like this was child’s play for him.
Lin Yao possessed far more skills than the system realized. His only grievance was that he happened not to have learned Hypnosis, which had just scammed him out of a small fortune.
Every single Star Credit in his account was earned through hard labor. Losing even one pained his heart, let alone ten thousand.
Noticing his dark expression, the system spoke up cautiously, like a cat nervously extending a paw: [Host, what’s wrong? Did he bully you? I can provide an electric shock feature! I can shock him until he can’t take care of himself!]
Lin Yao snapped back to reality, continuing his diligent dubbing: “Ngh. Ah. I really can’t take any more. Mm.”
His tone sounded remarkably genuine, as if he were passing out. Lin Yao’s complexion softened slightly as he kicked the footboard repeatedly, replying: [No, I was just thinking that once I get back, I need to take a course on Hypnosis.]
[Huh?] The system’s tone instantly grew bolder: [The Star Credit Shop offers remote learning courses! It only costs—]
[I have no money.]
[One Star Credit.]
Lin Yao paused. [All the courses cost just one Star Credit? Why so cheap?]
[Learning it yourself vs. direct skill absorption are obviously different!] The system continued its cute act, though a little confused: [Host, you’ve completed so many missions! How come you didn’t even know this?]
Lin Yao purchased the course while pondering the question.
In truth, he had thought about this issue for a long time, but could never find a clue. He knew he had a diligent past, yet he couldn’t remember what that past entailed. Calling it amnesia didn’t feel entirely right, either.
It was more like a thick fog covering his original memories—unclear and unreachable.
Still, since he had forgotten, it probably wasn’t important anyway. The most important thing in the world was making money. To prevent himself from spending extra money on Hypnosis in future worlds, Lin Yao wasted a mere three seconds on his existential question before immersing himself completely in learning.
When Kathy woke up, his entire body was wracked with exhaustion. He propped himself up on the bed. On this very bed, he had taken the beauty he lusted after over and over again. By the end, that soul-stirring, intoxicating beauty had been practically broken, unable to even make a sound, leaving Kathy wishing he could embed his entire body inside him.
It was only because the bliss toward the end had been so overwhelming that he ran out of strength and drifted off to sleep.
After such intense passion, a little pillow talk would have been nice. But as he looked around the bed, he only found a crumpled mess of sheets, along with patches of blood and dried stains. The beauty who should have been lying beside him with interlocked fingers was nowhere to be seen.
The sound of trickling water echoed from the inner room. Kathy’s worry instantly turned into excitement. He hurried over, only to find that Lin Yao had already tied his robes. Seeing him, a prominent blush flushed across the priest’s face.
His body trembled slightly, and his exposed wrists and ankles bore exquisite marks. Realizing that these were traces he had left behind, a wave of heat and excitement rushed through Kathy. Yet, just as he was about to step forward to embrace him for another round, he realized that the part of him that should have stood tall showed no reaction whatsoever.
“Your Highness, can you clear away the things outside now?” Lin Yao turned his head away, his lowered head carrying a trace of sorrow.
Since he had already obtained his body, there was no need to rush the moment. Feeling somewhat deflated by his body’s sudden lack of response, Kathy nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
He already possessed the most beautiful person in the world, and soon he would hold the highest authority and the vastest treasures. What did Cody matter now?
The system whispered secretly in Lin Yao’s ear: [Host, I feel like he’s an absolute idiot.]
Lin Yao offered a gentle scolding: [A good child shouldn’t talk about others like that. Be polite.]
Even if it was spot on.