Chapter 1287 - 621: Radiant Queen’s New Role: Mother of the Eldest Son (3)

The Radiant Queen looked at Byron with eyes full of flattery, her gentle words able to melt steel:

"Forgive me, dear~ bro~ther~"

It was probably the first time in her life she had ever tried to please anyone, which didn’t match her dignified and noble demeanor at all, but even calling him a term of endearment was incredibly rare for this Sixth Order Demigod.

Byron’s expression didn’t change, but they were so entwined at this moment that the Radiant Queen could feel his emotions in more than just his face.

With a soft laugh, she tapped his chest with her finger, pressing forward, reigniting the great battle.

However, soon the two Majestic Emperors had a new dispute:

"In the dream just now, you took advantage of me. As compensation, it’s my turn to be on top now."

"Ridiculous! I’ve been a leader in everything I’ve done since I was a child. It should be me on top!"

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

After arguing for a while, Byron suggested:

"Why don’t we both take a step back and take turns?"

"Deal. Let’s fight!"

So, the two ultimately reached a consensus.

Outside the palace, the maidservants serving them, and the small lake in the Royal Palace rippled, continuing for a full hour before slightly calming down, then the cycle began anew.

The nearby massive stone buildings also emitted a low hum; luckily, the array and maze lock protections prevented any accidents.

...

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Byron, with dark circles under his eyes, finally managed to crawl out of the Radiant Queen’s large bed, which was soaked last night and still not dry.

After being redressed by a group of beautifully dressed maids, he could only walk along the wall to support himself as he stood up.

"Ugh, sss, sss..."

To someone like him, who holds the [Fertility] divine position and can easily transform into a hundred-meter Giant Dragon, it was simply inconceivable.

That was one of his longest strengths, being able to handle both Queens and their incarnations with ease.

But today, when faced with the Radiant Queen who also possessed the [Fertility] divine position and was a whole Order higher, he immediately faced a Waterloo, defeated on the spot.

In the first half of the night, they could still go back and forth, taking turns as agreed before the battle.

But in the second half of the night, the Queen, who had tasted something good for the first time in her three hundred years, dominated the whole time.

His body was thoroughly exhausted, and every step he took required clutching his waist, "Ugh, sss, sss..."

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

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

After Ptolemy XIV’s death, Cleopatra VII, who automatically crowned herself the Empress of the Empire, was busy all around.

"Patra, good morning. Sss... sss..."

"Byron, morning."

She was not wearing a formal dress nor her crown, opting instead for a simple chiffon casual long skirt.

Her black hair was simply tied up, revealing a neck as slender as a swan, and she wore golden shoes made of gold thread and gemstones.

After a refreshing night, the World’s Foremost Beauty looked even more radiant, with even her hair tips seemingly glowing.

Humming a traditional love song of the Desert Empire, she seemed in excellent spirits and personally prepared a sumptuous brunch for Byron.

Seeing Byron’s "sss sss" state, she held back her laughter to preserve his self-esteem and gently helped him to his seat.

"Byron, quickly taste my cooking skills."

Yet Byron saw through the true essence of the breakfast before him through the Sailing Logbook in his right eye.

Miracle Object [Golden Long Table·Hero Banquet]:

"A table made of gold, if knocked three times, a variety of imagined delicacies will appear after a gust of wind, used to entertain heroes and champions.

Can be used up to three times a day.

The materials come from carbon dioxide, water, and nitrogen in the air, which can synthesize starch, proteins, and various raw materials based on them.

In other words, it’s just a table of... Northwest Wind!

Even simpler than the gathering of heroes’ ingredients."

If knocking the table three times counts as culinary skills, then I’m also a star chef.

Byron inwardly mocked but didn’t expose her.

The Radiant Queen sat opposite him, serving dishes herself.

Although the essence of the food was "Northwest Wind," the taste was surprisingly delightful.

The delicious food and the electromagnetic radiation brought by the sunlight quickly restored Byron’s strength.

The sharp pain in his waist gradually subsided, and the dark circles under his eyes quickly faded, coming back to life again.

Even someone of his level, with powerful recovery abilities, was almost drained, showing just how intense last night’s battle really was.

Recalling it now, Byron even doubted whether he had fought not a person but a black hole that swallows everything.

’However, despite being overpowered by the dark forces, there were unexpected gains.’

Opening the Sailing Logbook, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

The logbook’s new entry [Sit-ups, Soft Rice Hard Eating] was ultimately retained.

Spending just one night with the Radiant Queen doing "sit-ups" increased his spirituality from 24 to 24.3, and this was the result of all three of them gaining together.

Of that, 0.2 came from the World’s Foremost Beauty’s [Strong Man’s Standard] mutual achievement.

[Strong Man’s Standard] allows the title’s owner to clearly see who is strong or has the potential to become strong, intuitively understanding their character and abilities, and then becoming the partner of those who reveal their talents.

Byron was evidently the only strongman the Radiant Queen deemed worthy from the bottom of her heart.

After this, she could achieve mutual growth with the strongman she chose, and the closer their relationship, the higher the fortune, spirituality, and world consciousness attention would be.