Chapter 1399 - 649: Shadow Nether Cave, Underbed Ambush!_3

Princess Amita heard Byron’s soliloquy, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her beautiful emerald eyes were full of surprise.

The deepest part of her eyes also revealed an unmistakable trace of reluctance and hesitation.

But for some reason, after biting her lip, she finally tore off the ties of her thin translucent outerwear and inner garments.

As the clothing fell away, she wore nothing but a thin gold chain over her face, illuminating the entire white, rounded bath.

Without giving Byron any time to react, she suddenly threw herself into his arms, her jade-like body pressing against his chest, pleading as she wrapped her arms around his neck:

"Please, take me away!

I cannot wait for people’s hearts to change in the future; I don’t want to continue living here, I’m destined to die sooner or later.

You are the greatest hero of our time, the Messiah of all humanity. If you ask my father, he will definitely send me, the [ugliest princess], to you.

I am willing to become your most devout follower, offering everything I have as a sacrifice."

The skin slicked with essential oils and foam was smoother than the finest cheese, embracing her fully, her voluptuous curves were indescribably marvelous.

At the same time, a delicate and smooth hand had already slipped down Byron’s abdomen, sliding through the gap in his beach shorts.

In stark contrast to those previous "beauties," who could maybe score a 97, this beauty at this moment was nearly perfect.

Moreover, this so-called ugliest princess, Amita, provided him with a compelling reason that could not be refused.

It wasn’t taking advantage of a girl, but saving her life within the harsh doctrines of the law!

Things seemed utterly justified at this point.

"But the issue is that even the [World’s Foremost Beauty] Radiant Queen brought half of the Desert Empire and a slew of [Divine Positions] to earn my favor.

And that was just to become an unofficial royal lover. Plus... there seems to be something off about you."

Having laid everything bare, Byron no longer needed to worry about the strict doctrines of the Holy Spirit Sect or respect others’ privacy, he directly used [Divine Sight] to scan the stunning beauty lying in his arms.

However, the Sailing Logbook’s insight ability encountered some kind of obstruction, only perceiving the most superficial, outward information from her.

For example, the ability tied to her title as the [West Coast’s Ugliest Princess]:

"Ugliness isn’t a fact but stems from the resistance of human hearts.

Possessing this title allows one to conform to that resistance, staying out of sight and hidden in others’ blind spots of sight and perception, remaining undiscovered unless actively exposing oneself.

Someone with this talent would be a natural-born assassin!

Note: Among the West Coast twins, one tends toward the Light God, and the other toward the Dark God. ’Most beautiful’ and ’ugliest’ represent certain extremes.

Amita’s claim to ’ugliest’ makes her exist closest to [Dark God] Angola in her era, without comparison."

Beyond this, even her Extraordinary Order couldn’t be clearly discerned.

She appeared on the surface to be a seemingly ordinary Second Order Low Sequence [Desert Blade], yet beneath that lay a layer of fog obscuring the hidden truth.

"Previously, such things only occurred when encountering a Zero-Level Sacred Relic or a high-ranking Demigod.

What gives an ’ugly’ princess, neglected to the point of doing menial work, such a treasure?

Possessing a Zero-Level Sacred Relic or equivalent treasure, leaving the Fire Worship Empire for the East Coast or overseas would be effortless.

Yet she truly wasn’t lying just now, so why endure the oppressive environment of the Fire Worship Empire and never leave?

Why did she immediately attach herself to me upon seeing my visit to the Fire Worship Empire?

Merely because I admire her?

Wouldn’t any normal man admire a beauty like her?

Given her abilities, if she went to the East Coast, countless people would be obsessed with her, enjoying everything her sister enjoys here.

Therefore, the same experiences that might evoke pity for the weak only provoke suspicion in the strong!"

Byron felt a tinge of curiosity towards the beautiful princess who had presented herself to him.

Many ordinary people often wonder why those who climb so high, wield such immense power, shouldn’t they have higher aspirations in life?

Why would they still falter over women and wealth they couldn’t spend in a lifetime?

But Byron clearly understood that once you reach a high position, holding significant power, you’ll inevitably face relentless "solicitations of wealth and lust."

The word "solicitations" summarizes it perfectly, encapsulating everything.

A person’s desires may originally not be so great, but possessing power invariably brings formidable temptations to your doorstep that you never encountered before from a lower status.

Princess Amita before him was not the first, and certainly would not be the last.

Whether Byron liked it or not, as long as he remained Empire’s Emperor, wealth would continually fill his treasury, and countless beauties would compete desperately for his attention.

Just as plants grow towards the sun, humans naturally gravitate towards benefits; it is the law of nature.

Though Byron’s boundaries were flexible, even when faced with allure, he had only broken them once.

The last time was purely because the Radiant Queen offered so much.

Of course, he also voluntarily overlooked the fact that he had only succumbed to temptation once.

The success rate of maintaining his boundaries was, to date, a... 0%!

Today could be considered the second encounter.

Seeing Amita awkwardly and clumsily serving with her lips and tongue, her hands pressing against his chest, her body slowly sinking to offer herself in sacrifice.