Obrion blinked.

Subsequently, he really couldn’t help it; he laughed. Laughed like there was no tomorrow. He laughed without any restraints.

"Oh, dear!..." Wiping the tear from his eyes, he glanced towards Anastasia.

"Elder sister, even though we are from different mothers, I really thought you wouldn’t be as disappointing as my other siblings because of how talented you were, but alas, looks like I was wrong through and through. To think you actually thought that our father would make an enemy out of an arrogant dragon simply because of a daughter he came to know he had just a decade ago."

"Do you truly believe you have that much worth just because you have become a Monarch? How laughable! I’d say you should feel grateful that your judgment is death for what you have done and you are not given a judgment of humiliation in ways far worse than you could ever imagine. It is all because you are of imperial blood, sister; because his blood flows through your veins, you have been pardoned from the fate of becoming a slave for others’ pleasure!"

He sighed in a disappointing manner. His breath left him like the cold wind whistling through an empty tomb.

"Anyway, enough chit-chat," refocusing his eyes on the elven elders. He commanded in an unfeeling voice, sharp as a winter frost. "You cowards, what are you waiting for? Go and bring her head to me." Making an annoyed expression.

Obrion waved his hand. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

He knew that his sister was trying to buy time, but a few seconds of conversation wouldn’t change the outcome, so he didn’t mind humoring her a bit.

Say he was merely giving her some respect as his elder sister before her ultimate death...

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The four moved through the cavernous underground system with a practiced ease despite this being their first time stepping foot into this place.

The massive cave—with a ceiling reaching as far as 50 to 70 meters—was all illuminated by the soft blue-white luminescence coming from the energy stones embedded all over.

It really gave the cave quite a beautiful starry look.

After a leisurely and silent walk of 13 minutes, where Aezaleon, Aphryne, Auguszta and Clementine descended even deeper into the cavern; Aezaleon and the rest finally entered a massive open space, supported by only a single pillar that connected the ground and the ceiling high above.

In here, their two meters tall figures appeared nothing more than an insignificant ant. That was just how big the open space was.

Furthermore, in the middle of this massiveness was a clear blue-green lake of unknown depths and a 100-130 meters width. In the center of this lake was the massive pillar that stood like a sentinel connecting the heaven and earth.

"Such density of natural energy!" Clementine commented. Her voice was a soft ripple in the heavy silence.

Her eyes narrowed as she touched the space. "How rare. I even sense a few traces of the [Calamitous Energy], unique to the calamities who have comprehended the Cosmic Law of Calamity!"

"Let’s stop here Clementine," Aezaleon glanced at her. "We will have all the answers to our curiosities tomorrow when we do a thorough investigation of this cavern, so for now let me relax alright!"

Clementine looked at him, silent for a second, then nodded. "Fine!"

In a minute, the four arrived before the edge of the lake, at which point Clementine waved her hand, dematerializing his clothes along with her two little sisters.

Aezaleon blinked at the abruptness of her actions and the second he gazed towards her—she disappeared, entering his soul sea without saying a word.

She vanished like a shadow retreating into the night.

His mouth opened in bewilderment. ’Is she shy or what?!’

He thought, but shook his head immediately; it’s not like he hadn’t seen her naked before, the only conclusion left was that she wanted to give him some personal time with Aphryne and Auguszta. Since she perfectly knew what was going to happen during this bathing session and was not going to torture herself or something.

Aezaleon glanced at the naked purple-red haired and the orange-red haired beauty beside him. His lips curled. He grabbed their hands.

"Come, help me bathe." He voiced, taking them into the lake with him. While the two were more than happy to do as he said. His words were like the spark that set their hearts racing.

At the edge where they were, the lake was quite shallow. The crystalline, clear blue-green water only reaching till their thighs. "Hm, so cold." Auguszta commented as the water touched her feet.

Aphryne, on the other hand, immediately got to work; she lifted a portion of the clear water through the use of her darkwinds and dropped it on Aezaleon. Subsequently, her hands moved around his detailed, muscular, and fatless back.

Her fine fingers traced along the edge of every back muscle separation, a slow, deliberate mapping of his skin that made Aezaleon shiver in this warmth.

She was truly quick with her actions.

SIGH!

Aezaleon exhaled, enjoying the heat of her hands, the masterful movements of her fingers and the coldness of the clean water that she kept pouring on him constantly by the use of her darkwind element.

Auguszta, on the other side, was so busy in her own world that she did not even hear his sigh, let alone the voice of the water splashing continuously, in spite of standing but a mere steps away from him.

However, as she gazed towards her mate to ask how she should help him wash, she saw everything. Her lips curled down, pouting in displeasure.

"Aezaleon...!" She complained. Her pout was like a small storm cloud over a sunny field.

He glanced at her, smiling, and gestured for her to come closer; she not so happily obliged. Aezaleon instantly wrapped her lithe figure in his embrace the second she came in his range, and sealed her supple lips with his.

Immediately, all of Auguszta’s unhappiness vanished and with her palms on his shoulders, she too responded in a fervent delight.

Her mouth opened, with an eager tongue invading within. Soon a battle broke out as two tongues, in a mindless frenzy, swirled and twirled around one another.

Aezaleon and Auguszta both gulped each other down, tasting one another for the first time, looking into and savoring each other’s addictive flavors. Their passion was intense and insatiable. Like a forest fire that consumed all logic.

Expressions; amorous and ardent. Gazes; lustful and lost in one another.

The wild and indecent movements of their tongues creating wet squelching noises.

It was erotic and lascivious.