Pirate Kingship

The red and white glow between the stone coffins of [Osiris] and [Isis] grew brighter, further eroding the Anka Holy Symbol and the Wolf God.

But no matter how closely you look, it bore no trace of a baby’s form.

Clearly, the intelligence was seriously flawed!

This was not Byron and the Radiant Queen’s son, "Horus."

[Wolf God]’s expression was grim, but even grimmer was Ptolemy XIV, who had staked his life to assure the God of a bright future for himself.

This old man, who had betrayed the School, Empire, and mankind, and was less resilient than the Old Gods, let out an incredulous, panicked cry:

"Impossible.

I am the Pharaoh King, not only having long known the core ritual of that plan, but I also personally witnessed that shameless woman consider dozens of candidates.

If she had been satisfied with any of them, the child would have been born long ago.

That night, I even saw with my own eyes the adulterers and adulteresses spending half the night in the bedchamber. I heard everything they did together clearly, without a doubt.

In the Desert Empire, I possess the rank of Pharaoh King, with authority higher than an ordinary Fifth Order.

I secretly did so many things beyond that woman’s knowledge. They weren’t discovered initially, and this time they can’t fool me either."

Listening to Ptolemy XIV’s hysterical questioning, Byron’s expression remained unchanged, letting the "Mythical Reenactment" auto-run, as his memories returned to the night when the Radiant Queen wanted to bear his child.

When the [World’s Foremost Beauty] was clad in a sheer dancing gown, partially disrobed, and riding upon him.

The two of them were a mere 0.01 millimeters away from deadly combat, swearing to shed blood, to take lives.

As a normal man with a more vigorous bloodlust than a Demon Monster, Byron hadn’t thought of half-hearted acquiescence, yet "Beastliness" joined a certain force to utterly overwhelm "Divinity."

At that critical moment, decisively expending 23 points of World Influence, he chose to advance the [Sun Stone Calendar], with a fearless critical spirit, tentatively selecting that "Beastliness" timeline.

The accumulated Historical Influence on him also fell from 97 points to 74 points.

Byron pressed fast-forward, skipping over the irrelevant, nutritionless cut-scene filled with river crabs, reopening his eyes.

He found himself lying on the large bed that formally belonged solely to [The Radiant Queen] Cleopatra VII.

The cashmere carpet was scattered with violently torn Navy uniforms, hastily discarded dancing gowns, gauze garments, close-fitting garments, and the bedroom still thick with the scent of hormones.

The silver silk bedsheet beneath him was already completely soaked through.

The [World’s Foremost Beauty], the "Strong Man’s Standard," was lying on his broad chest, unabashedly and openly displaying her sumptuous and curvaceous body.

Her fair, crystal clear, snow-like smooth body was drenched in fragrant sweat.

"Haha, up for more?"

[The Radiant Queen] extended a slender jade finger, drawing circles over his broad and solid chest, her beautiful golden eyes full of mirth, seductive to the point of dripping with allure.

In her pupils, there was no longer any trace of the fiery trials belonging to a monarch, as if she was just an ordinary woman who had just completed her metamorphosis, though clearly not all that ordinary.

The World’s Foremost Beauty, for the first time, belonged to another, nurtured by the "Strong Man," blossomed with even more astonishing charm, turning cotton into steel before her, never mind men?

And so, after a long while.

[The Radiant Queen] took Byron’s burning hand and placed it on her smooth, fair belly, smiling with incomparable gentleness, her face full of maternal radiance.

Byron was not a first-time father. The [Creation] authority clearly sensed within the Radiant Queen’s belly a male embryo, developing at a speed far surpassing that of ordinary mortals.

With the [Fertility] authority of Isis, the human developmental cycle could not constrain their child.

Whenever they wished, they could bring the child into the world, becoming the strongest amulet against the Desert God System.

Completely satisfied and in an excellent mood, the Radiant Queen, still tasting the marrow, knelt gracefully with her back to him on the carpet, swaying her hips, her full moon gently trembling, rewarding him again.

Afterward, [The Radiant Queen] returned to the domineering ruler of the Empire, lighting a lady’s cigarette and leisurely blowing out a smoke ring:

"Byron, rest assured, after this battle, I’ll dethrone Ptolemy XIV and appoint our child as the new Pharaoh King of the Desert Empire.

Out of this bedchamber, address me as Your Majesty, the Radiant Queen. I won’t pick on you, but think wisely about what you call me in here.

I’ll definitely be accountable to you, and you’ll have to visit often.

Whatever you need — people, money, military ports, supplies, dominion — they’ll be arranged perfectly."

However, the subsequent developments were beyond the control of the [Sun Stone Calendar].

It involved a large group of Old Gods, such as Horus, Wolf God, and Hathor, causing interference in the timeline, not showing the predetermined future.

But Byron clearly saw that the brightest fates all dimmed out, even suddenly ceasing halfway, foretelling their undeniably grim future.

As it turned out, the plan of having "Horus" was highly likely to be preempted, entirely unfeasible.

This big son’s knack for causing trouble for the old man remained consistently steadfast.

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