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Chapter 693 - Cathedral!

Lord Harley could no longer afford to keep his usual jubilant mood. With his plans ruined, he sighed and looked over in the sky.

Kiba and Constance have entered the clouds and almost disappeared from sight. He thought of punishing him but finally decided to let it go.

While he could stop and punish Kiba, he would have to pay the price, something the other families would benefit from. Then there was the risk of Kiba escaping and joining forces with others in the World Council. That scenario, too, would put the family at a disadvantage—something he couldn't allow as the head of the family.

"Harley, I asked you a question."

Rebecca's voice brought him back from his thoughts.

Lord Harley turned to her. She was mad, and he could see that.

"Yes, Dracon worked for me," Lord Harley knew he couldn't lie, so he replied with the truth. "But before you lash out, recall if he really wanted to kill your son, Zed wouldn't have survived even with the interference of Heather and Katherine."

"Like that justifies your actions."

Rebecca's figure burst forward, and she instantly appeared before him. Winds of fire danced around her, making her hair float as her body charged with energy.

"Sighs~ You are strong, but your powers are inconsequential before mine."

"And before you attack, understand I did everything for your sake."

"For my sake?" Rebecca snorted and released her aura. Layer after layer of fire rose up from her and turned into a curtain of fire.

"Yes," Lord Harley replied nonchalantly. His aura flashed out, taking the form of a gigantic wave of molten lava.

BOOM

With a loud explosive sound, his aura collided into her curtain of blue fire. Flame and lava raged in and out of each other, trying to suppress the other. Massive shockwaves rolled out from the clash, wiping out everything in the surroundings.

The family members quickly channeled their strength and summoned shields of their element. But before the shockwaves, their shields were like butter under a hot knife. The shields broke, and they were sent flying backward, blood gushing out.

"Destroying Zed's house would have him understand the dangers of the world and force him to seek shelter where he could be protected."

Lord Harley patiently explained amidst the clash of the auras. His lava aura cut through her curtain of fire, forcing her to step back. She rooted her feet onto the ground, and her aura turned stronger, once again fighting the lava, trying to force a way in.

"It would have served as a bridge to fix your broken relationship."

"A broken relationship can't be fixed, just like a broken mirror can't be glued together, definitely not forcefully."

Rebecca said as an illusory phoenix rose from her.

"And let's not joke with me. Even if you wanted Zed here, it would have been for your sake and not mine. Most likely either to take advantage of his knowledge in genetic technology or the secrets he holds."

"That's one way of looking at it," Lord Harley agreed while eyeing the phoenix with surprise. "You are serious, aren't you?"

She nodded, and the phoenix let out a cry while spreading its wings. It merged with her body, and her powers exploded, causing the fire to jump to the sky.

The clouds disappeared, replaced with the crown of the phoenix as it eyed the frightened masses below.

"Sighs~" Lord Harley sighed again. The surroundings and the estate has taken damage from her earlier clashes. If this went on, the family members would die.

He snapped his fingers and said, "You have already done enough damage here."

The surroundings blurred, and they shifted to the Valley of Fire.

Rebecca didn't care. She made a commanding motion, and the claws of the phoenix snapped into the wave of lava.

The lava crushed apart, and Lord Harley's face turned somber. A droplet of blood escaped the corner of his lips.

"You are overreaching yourself," Lord Harley warned. "Stop while you still can."

"If I don't, what will you do?" Rebecca asked coldly. "Imprison me with authority you wield, or remind me that my daughter's life hangs on your support?"

"No," Lord Harley shook his head. "The rules support you, but they also give me the power to do what I must for the good of the family. And protecting a descendant of Soverigness Hestia is my duty."

Rebecca snorted, obviously tired of his talk. She charged at him in her phoenix form.

"It seems I need to prove I'm still the head of the family."

Lord Harley waved his emaciated hand, and the dark cavities which formed his eyes glowed. Simultaneously, an inferno of hell opened underneath his feet, and a monstrous tail snapped out.

An epic battle was on the horizon.

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Meanwhile, in the City of Arcadia, Kiba arrived on the clouds above his residential tower.

"Nothing like home!"

Kiba remarked as he flew towards the terrace with Constance. The latter was still half-n.a.k.e.d, but the rush of adrenaline has stopped her from being embarrassed long ago.

Kiba landed on the terrace and stretched his hands. It was a long day, and he needed a good sleep.

~step~

"Hmm?" Kiba turned to the side as the sound of steps echoed. "Ashlyn?"

Ashlyn nodded silently before bringing her eyes to Constance. She saw the pieces of bride gown still clinging to her skin and then looked back at Kiba in confusion.

"She's Constance from House of Eleanor," Kiba explained with a gentle smile. "I rescued her from her wedding."

"??" Ashlyn was bewildered.

Are marriages so dangerous that Kiba needs to rescue the bride?

If so, the fairy tales she recently read were really wrong!

"Don't believe him, Lady Ashlyn."

The space before Ashlyn distorted, and Claudia emerged in her loli form.

"For master, stealing and borrowing are one and the same. So you can imagine what his definition of rescue would be."

"Ah!"

Ashlyn gasped and nodded in understanding.

"No wonder Sophia said he's a shameless scoundrel!"

Kiba: "...."

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On the next day, in the State of Avalon. The battle between Lord Harley and Rebecca seems to not have concluded; at least, that was the impression to Steve.

His mom hasn't returned from the Valley of Fire, nor did Lord Harley.

"Why do things have to be like this?"

Steve wondered while looking at the high-tech treatment tank. His father was lying unconscious there, tubes attached to his broken body.

"Don't worry, brother," Kirstie took her brother's hand. "He would be fine."

Steve nodded and pretended to be strong. He couldn't afford to break down, not in front of his sister.

"You should go out and have some drink!" Kirstie said with a smile. "The magazines I read claim drinking allows you to drain all your sorrows!"

Steve forced a smile and nodded. He rubbed her head and left the room.

A few minutes later, he stepped out of the estate.

"Steve!"

Just as he stepped out, a few familiar voices called him out. Startled, he looked in the distance and saw a hovercar rapidly approaching him.

The one at the driving seat was surprisingly Alistair1 – a scion of Eleanor Family.

Given what Constance did, it was shocking that he would have the face to come here.

He wasn't alone. In fact, he was accompanied by many, and that too from different families and some independent powers.

One of them was even a mercenary named Kala1, about whom Steve has read somewhere, perhaps in the list of those who explored the core region of Desolate Blood Forest.

"Where are you going?!" Someone asked Steve as the hovercar stopped.

"We were coming for you!" The same person added.

"We heard what happened and couldn't wait to meet you!" Another man said excitedly.

Steve flinched and felt heat rising on his face.

So the subject of his embarrassment has already spread!

He clenched his fists with anger and resentment.

Damn you, Dr. NTR!

If not for him, none of this would have happened.

Now he was left in a state where he couldn't step out without being ridiculed.

As thoughts wracked his brain, Alistair startled him by giving him a bear hug.

"There's no reason for you to be sad!" Alistair consoled him while tightening the hug.

"What?!" Steve was shocked.

Before he could enquire, Kala hugged him from behind and said, "Everything happens for a reason, and we are here to support you."

More people joined the hug, turning Steve into the target of all sorts of messages. If this was their idea of raising spirit, it wasn't working as all they did was confuse him.

Just what the hell is going on here?!

I want to be out of here from this group of weirdos and drink!

"What you need isn't a drink but counseling!" A psychic mutant among them said, surprising Steve. "And we can help you with that!"

Before he could react, Alistair and others dragged him to the hovercar with all sorts of encouraging words.

The hovercar started with explosive speed and turned into a beam of light.

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In the span of half an hour, the hovercar arrived in a surrounding that could only be described as gothic.

Steve was startled as he looked out of the car.

They were still in the State of Avalon, but he hasn't heard of an area with such a gothic vibe.

"Maybe it is newly built?"

Steve reasoned.

He soon saw the source of this vibe – three towers connected together with what seemed to be a dome.

"Cathedral?!"

Steve exclaimed as he saw the design of the tower and the sign of the cross.

"Are we going to a church or something?! I'm not religious, so stop!"

Steve said, but none listened.

The hovercar stopped after a few seconds, and everyone except for Steve turned poise. Their expressions were filled with devotion and reverence as they stepped out of the car.

They all bowed towards the entrance to the central tower and forced Steve to do the same.

"Steve, rejoice!"

Alistar started with an excited expression.

"On your first visit, you will get the audience of the Holy Pope!"

RUMBLE~

As the name of Holy Pope was spoken, the sky reverberated with thunder, and lightning flashed. The door opened, and the glow from the lightning splashed radiance on the path inside.

Steve was stunned. There were two rows of people there, kneeling with complete submission as a man in white clothing walked between them.

"W-what's going on here?!" Steve asked. He noticed many familiar people in the rows of people. Some of them were a.d.u.l.ts from a famous background with extraordinary powers.

Yet they were kneeling to a man!

Just why?!

"Could he be the Holy Pope?!"

Steve wondered as another bolt of lightning flashed and splashed radiance on the pope. In Chapters 411-412, Alistair experienced "Happy Moments," the ability created Kiba created using his reality-warping powers.In Chapter 330, Kala became the first person to experience Happy Moments.

Chapter 694 - Side Story: Appearance of Holy Church

As the glow from lightning bathed the face of the one who commanded so much respect and reverence, the winds turned turbulent and coiled around him.

The bright face was finally revealed.

It was oval-shaped, featuring dark eyes and short black hair, the skin the color of the sand. And it belonged to a man who was young, far too young, perhaps barely in mid-twenties.

This startled Steve, and he doubted if he was really the Holy Pope.

As if sensing his doubt, a bright radiance spread from the Holy Pope, illuminating the gothic environment. A feeling of awe-inspiring followed, causing colorful flowers to blossom in the air.

Steve gulped.

This feeling was far too pure, and it radiated holiness whose depth couldn't be gauzed.

He instantly concluded this young man was indeed the Holy Pope!

"Glory to the one true Lord," The Holy Pope said as he arrived at the entrance.

"Glory to The Lord!"

The kneeling followers exclaimed in unison.

"Glory to The Lord!"

Alistair, Kala, and the rest too joined.

"Glory to The Lord!"

Steve was the only one who didn't praise The Lord, which caused murderous intent to seep out of the kneeling followers.

The atmosphere turned malevolent and dark from so much murderous intent. Steve felt suffocated, and he shot back while forming a barrier of fire.

Spears of fire energy appeared before him, ready to shot out at his command.

"He's new to the path."

The Holy Pope suppressed the murderous intent with his holy radiance.

"So be kind and forgive him for his ignorance."

"Ignorance?" Steve was offended.

As an aristocrat of the highest order, he was well-read and experienced. He knew the mechanism of the world and was sure no true Lord existed; at least, not the kind they were so vehemently praising.

"Ignorants often believe they know everything," The Holy Pope said with great kindness. "And you are no different, but rejoice, for enlightenment is on the horizon."

"I need no enlightenment!" Steve retorted.

"You are just like them."

The Holy Pope pointed to the rows of his followers.

"And in the start, they were like you – claiming they knew everything and in no need of enlightenment."

"We were arrogant and impudent back then," Alistair said respectfully. "Thank you for forgiving us and accepting us."

"Who am I to forgive or accept?"

The Holy Pope asked as he turned to the cathedral and started walking inside.

"Everything is The Lord's will."

"Everything is The Lord's will!"

Everyone agreed as they exclaimed together.

"The Great Lord is forgiving and all-accepting!"

Steve was stunned.

He wondered if they were members of a cult instead of a church. But suddenly, his thoughts stopped as he recalled what the Holy Pope said.

"Wait!" Steve told the Holy Pope to stop. "What do you mean I'm like them?"

The Holy Pope replied without stopping, "They were sad, hurt, and angry just like you are now."

"!!"

Steve's expression dramatically changed as realization dawned upon him.

"You mean everyone here is a cuckold!?"

The Holy Pope didn't respond. Alistair and others who were outside rushed in. The door started closing, startling Steve.

He expected them to invite him in, given they brought him here. But they were doing no such thing.

"Wait!"

Steve said as he rushed forward. He entered through the small gap just as the door was about to shut.

The door closed behind him, and he saw the inside.

Steve marveled at the profound and well-lit design of the cathedral.

"What's this?"

The inside of the cathedral was vast, but there was a common engraving on all walls and ceiling. In all of them, there were portions of golden wings.

From a bird's eye view, it seemed as if an angel has spread open its gigantic wings, taking the entire cathedral in its embrace.

"They seem so familiar!"

Steve thought while wondering why only wings were engraved here.

Perhaps that might give him the answer.

"Wha…what the hell!?"

His eyes widened, and his jaw dropped, and he collapsed.

Because just a hundred meters ahead, the source of the pair of wings was engraved on a gigantic scale.

Kiba!

With his arms stretched and wings spread, and a divine halo behind him, he seemed to be The Lord itself.

"All hail the one true Lord," The Holy Pope announced. "The only source of bliss in this world of misery."

"All hail the Lord!"

"The source of bliss!"

"The herald of happiness!"

"The one true Lord!"

Steve slapped himself. He felt heat rising in his cheek and realized he wasn't in some dream or illusion.

He then rubbed his eyes and ears to make sure he was seeing and hearing right. But the statute and chants didn't change at all.

"You got to be kidding me!"

Steve was furious, and he pointed at Kiba's angelic statute.

"He's the one who stole my wife!"

"As I said, you are just like them – someone they love was blessed with the divine essence of the Lord!"

The Holy Pope said amidst the echoing chants of his followers.

"So, just like them, you are a beneficiary of the Lord's will!"

Steve was dumbstruck, and he eyed the hundred or so people.

Their wives, too, were stolen by Kiba?!

Then why the hell are they hailing him as some savior!?

"They are victims of his crimes and are yet worshipping him!!" Steve said, disbelief written all over his face. "Are they all crazy!?"

"How dare you label us beneficiaries as victims!?" Kala was offended by such blatant disrespect.

Unlike most people here, it wasn't his wife that got blessed by the Lord. Instead, it was his loving mother.

But he worshipped the Lord with no less fervor than the rest.

"And you even dare accuse the Lord of crimes, that too in the Holy Church?!"

Alistair's body morphed into his swamp form. He stretched his hand, and a layer of swamp exploded out.

Startled, Steve burst flames underneath his feet, and using them as propelling force, leaped back to evade.

Simultaneously, he summoned a series of fire spears to teach Alistair a lesson.

Behind, a middle-aged man's hand transformed into a stone hammer. Without any warning, he violently hit Steve's head.

Bang!

Steve was sent rolling to the floor, blood splashing out. The spears faded into thin air.

"I have never seen such an ungrateful fellow!"

The middle-aged man said with venom in his eyes.

"Lord blesses your wife, and instead of thanking him, you slander him!"

Steve shivered. The middle-aged man has transformed his hands into blades!

"Patience, Inox. When you were new, you were no different than him."

The Holy Pope raised his hand to stop the man named Inox.

"After all, only the enlightened can understand the mystic ways of the Lord."

Inox stopped and stepped back.

He recalled he was indeed like what the Pope said.

A year ago, when the Lord blessed his wife, instead of being grateful, he attacked the Lord!

But the Lord was merciful! He spared his life!

Still, he didn't understand how lucky he was. So he sulked, but thankfully he met the Holy Pope and was enlightened.

He understood he should be celebrating.

After all, the very fact that existence of Lord's caliber took his wife meant he was special!

It also signified his wife was extraordinary!

Otherwise, how else can she invoke the blessings of the Lord when countless women never received his rain of love!

Now he can even brag to his friends!

His wife was blessed by The Lord!

But what about his friends' wives?!

They didn't even qualify to come underneath Lord's vision!

Didn't that signify they were ordinary and not at all special!?

Inox once again praised The Lord. Joining his hands together, he prostrated and thanked the Lord for his blessings.

"Urgh!"

At the same time, Steve grunted in pain and jumped to his feet. His head hurt, but he was strong enough to suppress the pain.

He looked around and saw every pair of eyes focused on him.

"This is bad!" Steve told himself.

He was strong, but many here were equally strong. Even if he could defeat a dozen or so mutants here, he would be overpowered by the rest.

And there was the risk of a sneak attack like the one before!

"Mom, dad… what wrong I did to suffer like this?!"

Steve wanted to cry.

His heart was broken by his wanton wife just seconds after they married!

He never got the chance to cry, to vent, to do anything that would relieve him.

And just when he finally decided to drain his sorrows in some bar, he was brought in the church of a cult!

A cult that wanted him to worship the source of all his miseries!

Just how was it fair!?

Chapter 695 - Side Story: Appearance of Holy ChurChapter (Final)

Steve wanted to cry but had no time to shed tears. Alistair, Kala, Inox, and others were closing onto him. As he retreated, the door behind burst out a corrosive black mist.

There was no escape! The only way to save himself was to surrender to the Lord's ways!

"This is unfair!"

Steve pointed at the larger-than-life engraving of Kiba. The smile and the divine halo made his blood boil, causing flames to violently erupt from him.

"He stole my bride and made love with her in front of me!

"He even humiliated my father and thrashed him in front of the entire family!

"Like that wasn't enough, he made revelations that resulted in a fallout between my mom and family head!

"And now, I'm supposed to be grateful for all these and worship him!?

"What sort of logic is this?!"

Steve demanded as he threw caution to the wind. Leaping high in the air, flames surged out of him and turned into a twisting ball of fire.

It then shot at Kiba's engraving!

He was ready to die to wipe that smile from that c.o.c.ky son of a bitch!

It didn't matter if it was only an engraving!

"Whatever happens, happens for the best."

The Holy Pope said calmly as the ball of fire slammed onto the statute. There was no dazzling explosion, nor was there an eruption of fire. The ball just faded, like a droplet of water inside an ocean.

Steve's eyes widened. Before he could wonder how such a thing happened, Alistair pounced on him. Sticky, swamp-like liquid swept out and threaded around Steve.

"Argh!" Steve grunted and exploded out countless beams of fire. But the swamp was mutated, and under the effect of fire, it solidified, startling Steve.

"Great Buddha said train your mind to see good in everything."

The Holy Pope continued.

"And to do that, you need to discard the tinted glasses that make you see negativity even in the best of things."

"Damn you!" Steve cursed, discarding his aristocratic morals. "There's nothing good in having your wife f.u.c.k.e.d by someone else!"

"There is only good. Alas, just like most mortals of this world, you don't realize overthinking is the biggest cause of happiness."

The Holy Pope explained while praising the Lord.

He lifted his hand, and the holy glow radiating from him turned stronger. It began to spin in circles, almost as if it was turning into some sort of hypnotic magic.

"The very act of the Lord making your wife happy made you realize many things.

"The chief among them being that the world is built on a false sense of ownership, that possessiveness is a sign of weakness, that in the end, it only gives you grief and sorrow.

"It taught you seven emotions and six d.e.s.i.r.es are the tools of the devil.

"Love, l.u.s.t, arrogance, vanity… all negativity derives from expectations from others.

"Discard them all, and you will be enlightened to the mystic ways of the Lord."

Alistair, Kala, and others nodded while joining their hands for prayers. In unison, they started chanting:

"The only happiness is in the one spread by the Lord!"

"The only bliss is the one given by the Lord!"

"Only the ways of the Lord are true!"

"Rest is the illusion of the devil!"

Steve started trembling, and he wished he could free himself. Because to his horror, he saw some logic in what the pope said!

"No! There's no logic at all!" Steve shouted to clear his thoughts. "You are trying to brainwash him by spouting nonsense!"

The ignorant of the world are really pitiful. Even now, he was trying to accuse him of wrong when he was rescuing him from the darkness.

"The devil's teaching inside him is too strong."

The Holy Pope said to his followers.

"Take him to the pit of brainwas---enlightenment."

The loyal followers nodded with a respectful expression, and thanked him for all the good he was doing.

"Everything is the will of the Lord."

The Holy Pope replied as the followers dragged Steve away.

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A few minutes later, The Holy Pope arrived in his private chambers and discarded his robes.

"It is sure hard to make others understand the greatness of the Lord."

The "pope" grabbed a t-shirt and pants from his personal wardrobe and wore them. He then made a drink from the best bottle of whiskey his followers gifted him.

While doing so, he tapped the wall behind the table with his knuckles.

The wall split open, revealing another room where a painting was placed. In it, the Lord sat on a golden throne with a calm expression. It also has countless women fawning over the Lord, dressed in various attires, from bikini to suits, some even nude!

The "pope" gently placed the drink before the painting and prostrated.

"O' great Lord, thank you for accepting this lowly devotee.

"You are omniscient and surely knows how this Erone has been doing everything in his power, on your behalf.

"I have made sure the followers who received your grace were fully blessed.

"After all, you only blessed one or two women in their family!

"But I ensured the women who failed to receive your blessings also benefitted!

"So naturally, I blessed them on your behalf!

"O' great Lord, it was difficult, and it caused me to sweat a lot, but I managed!"

A few tears escaped Erone's eyes as he recalled the difficulties he faced in blessing so many women.

But for his Lord, he carried on without worrying about the sacrifices he was making!

He was truly devoted!

"O' great Lord, if you are happy with this lowly follower, then please bless him with new methods to bless more women."

Erone thanked the Lord again and rose to his feet. He was sure the Lord would enlighten him with new methods soon.

Pleased, he took the drink and returned back to his chambers.

~beep~

As he sat and started drinking, a virtual screen popped up before him, notifying him of an intel report.

"Hmm?"

Erone placed the glass down and read the intel that has appeared. A frown appeared on his face as he completed the report. According to it, an organization has emerged that was targetting followers whom Holy Church also wanted.

"Cuckold United!? What sort of organization is it?!"

Chapter 696 - Becoming Infamous!

The name of Kiba once again spread around the globe, this time explosively.

Earlier, it was due to the shocking death of an Alpha under his fingertip.

Now it was for the daredevil act of wife-stealing, that too from the House of Hestia.

Whoever heard the story, they were in a state of disbelief and refused to accept such a thing was possible.

After all, how can Kiba openly steal the bride and survive to live another day?!

House of Hestia wouldn't allow such a thing to happen!

Most people didn't know the details, and so they reasoned wife-stealing was just a rumor spread by the rivaling factions to humiliate the House of Hestia and Eleanor.

This disgusted them, and their impression of other families fell.

The youngsters were especially vocal in their disgust. They were aware of Constance's starry beauty and her milky-white character.

They cursed everyone who spread the rumor and tried to stain the image of such a pure woman!

Alas, to the anger of the youngsters, some people vocally believed the rumor as God's honest truth!

"If any story sounds impossible but has Kiba character, then it is bound to be true!"

"Indeed! If there's a wife in it, it can never be false!"

"No, it can be false if the wife isn't beautiful enough!"

"Right! I forgot the terms and conditions of Wife Pleasuring Service Ltd!"

"Phew~ What a relief! His services have moved to aristocracy!"

"He won't take my wife!"

"Obviously! His tastes have improved now!"

"We are safe now!"

"Don't feel safe yet!"

"If he doesn't find the aristocrat women fun, he would move his services back to our women!"

"..."

Surprisingly, all these vocal people had a common origin: they had lived in Delta City before its destruction by Extermination!

They weren't the only ones to suppose the "rumor," though.

There were also the husbands/boyfriends/brothers of patients treated in Dr. NTR's clinic!

"I know I'm risking my life, but let me tell you this – He's a fraud!"

"His medical treatment is actually an orgy clinic!"

"He is capable of anything!"

"Right!"

"In the name of treatment, he f.u.c.ks our wives and expects us to be grateful!"

"Our wives even agree with him!"

"Not to mention, they also expect us to pay him for f.u.c.k.i.n.g them!"

"If only they stopped there! But no! Even after making a complete recovery, they make an appointment to get f.u.c.k.e.d again!"

"Beware of Dr. NTR clinic!"

As such strange comments spread, the doubtful youngsters became confused. Could they be speaking the truth!?

Surely that was impossible!

After all, Alphas denoted grace, character, divinity, and sacredness!

So how Could Dr. NTR be any different, especially given his powers!?

"Well, his name is Kiba, but his title is NTR!"

"And according to what I know, NTR can mean netori…."

"Stop with innuendos!"

"NTR should have some profound meaning!"

"Right! Just because us lowly mortals can think of some disgusting meaning, it doesn't mean NTR can't stand for something divine!"

"Yes! NTR should stand for something overbearing!"

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In the hall of the House of Eleanor, the a.d.u.l.ts and selected young masters read these comments with a clenched jaw.

"That bastard doctor! He has made a joke out of us!" A high-ranking member said with his fists raised.

"Even the damn commoners are laughing at us!" Another high-ranking member added.

Hearing such heated remarks, a young master found this as a golden opportunity to take revenge on Constance with whom he had bitter relations.

"Everything is happening because Constance couldn't shut her legs!"

The young master remarked with disgust.

The hall suddenly turned silent, and everyone turned to a middle-aged woman. The woman was none other than Constance's mother – Hana.

She was stunning in her own right, and Kiba knew her though they never met.

All because he had read the memories of Felicity's brother, Cleo, and learned a secret: Their father, Patrick, has traded a jewel of Everlasting Crown in exchange for a promise.

Hana brought her eyes to the young master.

The latter flinched as his eyes automatically locked on hers without his will.

He felt as if they were channels to a stormy sea, and he was dragged into it.

He was completely drenched with sweat in seconds, almost as if he was drowning in the sea.

He moved his hands in desperation, trying to move out of the invisible sea.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" Hana asked calmly.

"N-nothing, my lady," The young master managed to answer while falling further into the sea.

"Really?" Hana asked, not believing him. "I thought you wanted to imply my daughter is a s.l.u.t."

"!!" The young master fell to his knees and tried to apologize. Sadly, he couldn't, and he sank further, his face turning deathly pale.

He was dying!

Alas, none came to save him. Not even his own father who stood in a corner, trembling.

If anyone else attempted to kill his son, he would have dared to interrupt, but not her.

All because she was second in the family, just behind the family head!

As life left the young master's body, his father inwardly said, "Stupidity is lethal! Thankfully, I was smart enough to have dozens of children!"

If his son knew the thoughts of his father, his soul would surely never attain peace…

But such was the House of Eleanor.

They were sincere in their words, but they could be equally cruel, even to their own family members.

The rules allowed that!

Hana rose and said, "My daughter made a decision that brought shame to all of us."

"N-no!" The others hurriedly replied.

"She did no wrong!"

"The young are supposed to be rash! But she made a great decision!"

"Right! Kiba is a very powerful Alpha!"

"She has chosen a great husband in him!"

The hall once again turned silent, and everyone turned to the one who made the last remark.

It was the father of the recently deceased young master.

"D-Did I say something wrong?"

He asked while thinking he wasn't really smart. Because he might have many children but zero clones!

"Yes."

A woman replied with a forced smile.

"If we have learned anything about Kiba, it is that he doesn't believe in the institution of marriage!"

The woman suddenly realized she shouldn't have said this even though it was the truth.

So she quickly added, "But he has met Constance! His thoughts are bound to change!"

The deceased young master's father: "...."

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Meanwhile, not so far away from the hall, there was the training room. Presently, two robots were launching piercing beams in quick succession.

Felicity waved her hand and channeled her wood-element energy out. Gigantic trees appeared before her, crossing together to form a shield.

Whish! Whish!

The beams blasted through the trees, and Felicity used the short time to close in further to the robots.

In response, they increased the firing rate, and she was forced to back away while summoning a wooden shield.

At the same time, at her command, a flower bloomed underneath her feet and took her in midair. Just as she reached there, a beam tore the flower to pieces.

The robots got ready to end this with more powerful beams.

Felicity was falling, and this was the best time. But in midair, she stretched her hands out.

Vines full of sharp thorns emerged from her palms and raced towards the necks of the robots. The robots had almost an impenetrable defense, but they seemed to fail in front of the vines.

The vines burst through their necks, destroying the wirings inside.

ZZZzzz~

With a sharp buzzing sound, the robots collapsed, and Felicity landed on the floor. Had seen been even a moment late, the beams would have blasted through her.

"That was fun!" She remarked with a happy smile.

Clap! Clap!

"Indeed! It seemed fun!"

A sweet voice agreed.

If it was anyone else, they would have disagreed with Felicity and called her crazy. But not the owner of this sweet voice.

"Sophia!"

Felicity turned to her in surprise.

"Mom always says, the best way to spend life is by doing what gives you fun!"

Sophia said as she moved closer to Felicity.

"You seem to be doing that!"

"So do you!" Felicity responded and hugged her.

She loved people who were adventurous and risked their life. And Sophia was one such woman, despite her constant reference to the wisdom of her great mother.

"What brings you here?" Felicity asked.

"The great villain!"

Sophia answered, her eyes glittering.

"I heard he stole a woman of this house on the day of her marriage!"

"Oh," Felicity nodded in understanding. "You mean Kiba."

"Yes!" Sophia tightened her fists. "It seems his level of shamelessness has reached the heavens! He needs to be punished!"

"You mean to say his way of having fun deserves punishment?"

Felicity asked her friend in confusion.

She has always felt Kiba was the ideal man as he lived for thrills.

"….no, being shameless is not fun!" Sophia tried to correct her friend.

"But how is doing what one wants shamelessness? Isn't that actually fun?" Felicity asked with confusion. "Besides, didn't your mom say that one should have fun?"

"No! She didn't mean that!" Sophia responded with a short pause. "So stop confusing me!"

"Really?"

"Of course! Even my mom agrees he is the biggest scoundrel out there!"

"I see."

"Though lately, whenever I talk of the villain, she turns evasive! Most likely, she's speechless by his rise in shamelessness!"

"Oh!"

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Far away, in the House of Neville, Katherine hiccuped.

"Someone is talking about me again!"

She thought of her daughter.

"What should I do about her?"

She wondered as she recalled the deeds she carried out with Kiba. Her actions were forbidden, and a chill raced down her spine as she remembered why.

Because he was also Zed.

And based on the heart of her daughter, he was destined to be her future son-in-law!

Just thinking of this caused a tingling sensation to explode between her t.h.i.g.hs. She felt like she has done something taboo, almost committed i.n.c.e.s.t!

And she has…

Because just like Kiba, Zed has also been inside her, even if only for a brief time!

And it was long before her daughter could experience him inside her!

"Oh god! Why do I always get so excited at such thoughts?!"

She asked as she felt the urge to frantically rub her c.u.n.t.

"I have to make sure he takes her soon! Otherwise, neither this excitement nor this guilt will ever stop!"

Chapter 697 - I'm The Winner!

As Katherine imagined bringing Zed to Sophia's bed, she felt giddy from the forbidden thrill. Her adrenaline surged, and her breathing intensified.

"Ohh, Creator! Just what is wrong with me!?"

She asked as she threw herself on the bed and shred her dress and bra to pieces.

She started rubbing her body against the sheets, hoping they would cling to her and give her the fraction of relief he had.

Alas, they lacked his throbbing meat, his slippery tongue, and his expert hands.

Desperate, she put her hands on either side of her pert t.i.t.s and squeezed them tightly. The dizzy sensation that followed felt good.

It was just like when he had squeezed them and licked her rose-colored a.r.e.o.l.as.

No, she was lying to herself. It felt nowhere near that good. The sensation back then was electrifying, and she needed it more than she could admit.

"I'm really turning slave to his body!"

She recalled how she had promised to be his slave as long as he f.u.c.k.e.d the hell out of her.

Remembering that moment, she couldn't help but lift her h.i.p.s and peel down her p.a.n.t.i.e.s. Her s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e c.u.n.t pulsed as soon as it was exposed, and just the graze of winds caused it to swell.

"Ahh! Shameless scoundrel! F.u.c.k me!!"

She commanded and thrust three fingers through her swelling c.u.n.t lips. They penetrated her slippery, wet slit, and she stayed there for a long time, just like his c.o.c.k had when he first entered inside her.

He hasn't moved to give her time to adapt, but she wasn't in such a need with her fingers. But she stayed, trying to imitate the best time of her life.

Slowly, she pulled them down before thrusting them up with force, causing her head to snap back.

She writhed and convulsed, and she started masturbating with the help of her memories.

She imagined him biting her n.i.p.p.l.es, suckling her earlobe, and kissing her lips amidst powerful thrusts inside her.

"Villain, don't stop! Faster!"

She gushed as her c.u.n.t began to tighten around her fingers.

"Kibaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Her mouth opened to scream the name of the o.r.g.a.s.m machine.

Just then, the door opened, and her servant stepped – Aileen- stepped in.

"Lady Katherine, there's a guest----"

Aileen froze, and so did Katherine.

The former clearly heard her calling out Kiba, and seeing the scene before her, the reason became apparent.

"I- I'm sorry… But I didn't see or hear anything!"

Aileen quickly retreated and closed the door.

Katherine broke into a sweat. She was so close, but now the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e was interrupted, and she couldn't get the relief she so needed.

"My life is a tragedy!"

She complained before rising and pulling a robe to cover herself. She then opened the door and stepped out.

This part of the estate belonged to her, and except for female servants, none could step in without permission. So she didn't bother dressing fully as she arrived outside.

Seeing Katherine, Aileen's body trembled violently.

After all, history was in no shortage of people who died for witnessing what they shouldn't have!

She felt she was going to join that long list.

And how could she not? She has witnessed her mistress fantasizing about the man whom the young miss disliked the most in the world!

"Who is the guest that you couldn't even wait to knock?"

Katherine asked, unaware of her servant's fears. She wouldn't kill Aileen as she was sure the latter has enough brains to keep her lips closed.

"It is me."

Startled, Katherine turned around and looked ahead in the corridor.

"You are…!"

Katherine was stunned.

"I need your help."

While shocked, Katherine nodded and invited the guest in.

❅❅❅❅❅

Meanwhile, on the training grounds of Kiba's tower, Kiba was clashing with Agatha and Ashlyn.

All because the winner would get to decide the "feast" for the dark hours of the night.

Naturally, he has to seal his powers by more than half to keep the game fair.

He was going to pass through the gap between the discs.

He imagined dining on Ashlyn's sweet mouth and drinking on Agatha's milky b.r.e.a.s.ts. The feast would be even better if he could make Constance join them… After all, she has a very sweet c.u.n.t.

TRINGGGGG

Just then, his dream shattered as the discs closing on to him multiplied! From two, two more emerged, and from them four, and so on!

Kiba's eyes narrowed.

Forget passing through them; one would be fortunate if they weren't shredded to pieces.

Kiba shot back while internally cursing Claudia. Surely she must have modified Ashlyn's discs and gave them this ability.

Had she told him about it, he wouldn't make such a rookie mistake.

Just as he shot back, the discs blurred with explosive speed. They closed onto him, and he has no choice but to squat down to evade them.

In the distance, Ashlyn's poker face broke into a smile.

"Don't smile yet," warned Agatha as she sealed the space around Kiba with her spatial powers. "Otherwise, he would definitely win!"

Kiba bitterly smiled. With the space sealed and the enhanced powers of the discs, there was no escape.

RIPPPP

The discs slashed at him, and his clothes ripped apart, exposing his divine body.

He might have restricted his powers, but his physique was still that of an Alpha. So the discs failed to create wounds.

But just ripping his clothes was enough to win!

"We won!" Agatha broke into giggles. "We can now smile and laugh all we want!"

Ashlyn nodded with a smile. She feasted her eyes on his muscular c.h.e.s.t, the ripped abs, and finally, the tool that made her weak in the knees.

"Not so soon!"

Kiba grinned and disappeared like a flash of lightning. He appeared before Ashlyn and kissed her, surprising her with his intensity.

He might have lost the right to decide the feast for the night, but it didn't matter. He was going to have his feat in the evening.

Agatha smirked. She expected this to happen!

So as he pulled her, she didn't resist and joined him in kissing Ashlyn. The latter started to gasped for breath as two mouths assaulted hers.

She retaliated by moving her hand on Agatha's b.r.e.a.s.ts and the other on Kiba's c.o.c.k. She frantically massaged them, making the two release grunts and m.o.a.ns of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"It is I who won!" Ashlyn said with all seriousness as she pulled her mouth away. "And not you two!"

She pushed Kiba on the floor and kneeled between his t.h.i.g.hs. She slipped her tongue out as her mouth approached his c.o.c.k.

Simultaneously, she slid her hand to Agatha's pants, who was standing nearby. She brought her hand on the latter's p.u.s.s.y and started rubbing it through the thin fabric.

Agatha gasped, surprised by the latter's skills to handle both her and Kiba.

She was getting good!

Chapter 698 - A Shocking Figure!

A few hours later, as the night descended, Kiba unloaded inside Ashlyn and dropped to the floor in total satisfaction.

Ashlyn didn't stop, though. She pulled a deeply content Agatha and started cleaning Kiba's c.o.c.k. They kissed and licked it together and then swapped c.u.m before swallowing it down.

Kiba was satisfied, but seeing this, his flaccid c.o.c.k hardened, and his women smiled.

He was ready for another round, but before he could jump in action, a voice emerged.

"My my~ You never stop having fun, do you?"

The voice was feminine and filled with amus.e.m.e.nt. It seemed to be close yet distant, feeling as if it was everywhere.

"Also, the women are always super gorgeous, aren't they?" The voice asked. "I'm jealous!"

Kiba's eyes narrowed while Agatha's expression changed. Ashlyn remained poker-faced, though startled as she looked around.

There was no one, and if not for the change in the mood of her lovers, she would have felt it was her imagination.

"Why not show yourself?"

Kiba asked while pointing a hand at Ashlyn and Agatha. A stream of stardust surged out and condensed around them, turning into clothes.

"Because I'm rather s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e about my appearance. So be kind, please."

The voice said as space began to twist with black swirls, and through them, a woman began to step out.

Agatha was shocked. Ever since the incident with Dracon Moonfall, the tower was enhanced with anti-teleportation force field barriers. Some of them were created by Claudia through high-tech gadgets. The rest were cast by Kiba and Agatha through their powers.

So even an Alpha would have no choice but to first destroy the barriers before attempting to teleport here!

At least, that's what she believed.

Now, the owner of the voice easily traversed through space without being affected by the barriers.

The owner was rather tall, and her figure was slender, but her face… it was ugly.

No, calling it ugly would be somewhat false because it was unsightly. It was completely disfigured like a claw has dug out the skin and left the marks.

Agatha closed her eyes. She was one of the few people who didn't judge others, certainly not on appearance. But seeing the face, she was terrified, and she shut her eyes subconsciously.

"You hurt my feelings, gorgeous."

The woman remarked with a grin, unoffended by Agatha's actions. She then turned to Kiba, who was still n.a.k.e.d.

Eyeing his divine figure, she said, "You are really a manifestation of beauty."

She then licked her lips in a wanton display of d.e.s.i.r.es.

Kiba flinched.

Had she been beautiful, he would have felt appreciated. But now, he felt as if pins were pricking him.

No longer wishing to be n.a.k.e.d, he waved his hand.

Swoosh~!

Streams of white light emerged and started spinning around him. Soon, they turned into a white t-shirt and black pants.

"Why hide when you can flaunt it?" The woman asked.

"Well, I only flaunt when I want to get laid," Kiba replied nonchalantly. "And thanks to you, I have lost the mood."

"Aww… that hurts!"

The woman placed a hand on her heart as if she was stabbed by his words.

"I would be surprised if you could be hurt by words."

Kiba said as he stepped towards her. She smiled in response.

Despite his high sense of aesthetic, Kiba didn't move his eyes from her save for blinking.

"Zara claimed you wouldn't be willing to be my toy."

She said as he arrived before her.

"But now I have a feeling you will prove her wrong!"

"Zara?"

He has heard of the name, though wasn't aware of her appearance.

Zara…

Years ago, Katherine told Zed of six independents in the World Council. Out of six, three were women.

Ice Queen, Zara… and the last one was--

"Anastasia."

"You even know my name!"

Anastasia exclaimed with her hands on either side of her face.

"Now I'm sure we are destined to be together!"

"…." Kiba's brows drew together.

Some distance away, realization dawned over Agatha.

Anastasia… a World Councilperson! No wonder she was capable of ignoring the barriers like children's toys!

It was hard to acquire a seat in the World Council. For an independent to acquire a seat there, the power that required could only be imagined.

And recently, Kiba has showcased his powers in the acts that gave him infamy. For her to still arrive here… it could only mean one thing:

"She is powerful!"

Agatha's forehead puckered in dread in case a battle occurred here. In such a case, it would be unlikely anyone besides Kiba and Anastasia would survive!

After all, not even Kiba would be able to both fight her and protect others!

This made her heart sink as she thought of Hope.

"Your woman always worries too much, doesn't she?" Anastasia asked while pointing to Agatha.

Kiba frowned. He could understand Agatha's fears. After all, she has almost lost Hope once. Now her worst fears were always about Hope.

"I hate fighting," Anastasia placed a finger on Kiba's forehead. "So relax."

Kiba pulled his head back.

"Not even allowing me to touch you!"

Anastasia said with a smile.

"This isn't what I imagined when I thought we would meet again, Zed."

"!!!!!!"

Kiba's body jerked, and his face morphed with shock.

Zed!?

Again!?

"You look shocked."

Anastasia remarked while stepping past him.

"Just like when you were waiting for alms in the slums."

Kiba snapped his head towards her.

Alms?!

She ignored his stare and arrived before Agatha. The latter was similarly astonished by being aware of Kiba's second-biggest secret.

"You owe me for all your happiness."

Anastasia said while placing a finger on Agatha's heart.

"Because if not for me, the father of your daughter would have long died from desperation."

Desperation?!

Kiba's breathing stalled.

No… it couldn't be. The one who saved me from desperation was the one who gifted me…

"You finally realized it, didn't you, Dream Seeker?"

Anastasia turned back to him.

Her appearance began to change to that of a beautiful woman with auburn hair and galaxy-like eyes.

"Veronica!" 1 Veronica has been referenced many times in the story, though she appeared only in Chapter 105. She taught Zed about greed being a common phenomenon and gifted him Eternal Wisdom of Dream

Chapter 699 - Dream Weaver

Anastasia's appearance completely changed. Her raven-black hair turned to auburn while her disfigured face morphed into someone Zed had revered a long time ago.

Veronica.

She was the most beautiful woman he has known. The beauty wasn't strictly physical, but rather that of the inside, the one people call internal beauty.

He had always admired it, for when he was on the brink of desperation, she has emerged in his life and taught him things he never forgot. Things he reminisced with nostalgia even after acquiring the Cosmic Spark.

"The greatest gift Creator gave to all of us is to dream. You can imagine the impossible and live it, even if only in the dark hours of the night."

"The first step in the path of dreams is seeking what you truly d.e.s.i.r.e. Something that is borne out of you and not created by others."

"To dream is to hope…."

Perhaps these words were meaningless and redundant, but to someone who has lived in extreme poverty and sufferings, they were the right way to tell to not give up on life, at least not yet.

After all, it was the wisdom that when one has nothing, they can dream of having everything… and just hang on till the dream was in sight.

This wisdom wasn't just words, though. It was a spark of enlightenment planted in his mind, in the form of Eternal Wisdom of Dreams.

It was something he barely understood or used, for when he was a slum dweller, he didn't have the time and knowledge. After that, he never felt the need to.

If the impact she had on his life couldn't be seen from this, perhaps it could be seen from his name.

Dream Seeker.

In the old tongue of Celestial Elysian Plane, that was Kiba.

A name she conferred upon him when he was nothing but a beggar.

A name he truly accepted when he acquired the powers to chase what he truly d.e.s.i.r.ed.

"It has been a long time."

Kiba said as the memories of her flashed by in his mind.

She has only met him for some minutes back then, and it was only in passing. But he always knew they would meet again. Though, it was certainly not in this manner.

"For you, perhaps," She replied. "But for me, it wasn't."

Kiba didn't ask what she meant by that. Instead, he checked her appearance.

"So should I call you Veronica or Anastasia?"

The Veronica he knew has a profound aura and an elegant vibe. It was nothing like the woman in front of him who gave him an impression of profanity.

"What's in the name?"

She asked.

"Actually, there's everything, isn't it?"

"…!" Kiba's eyes narrowed. He suddenly thought of the old tongue from which his name originated.

Then Anastasia should mean…!

A sense of dread washed over him.

Feeling his tensed state, Anastasia or Veronica, whoever she was, smiled.

She spread her arms out, and energy freely flooded out of her.

It knocked Ashlyn and Agatha into the wall, but that was just an unintended side effect.

The energy spreading from her transformed into projections that could only be described as outlandish.

There were supernatural creatures, impossible phenomenons, unbelievably rich lands of magic, gardens of o.r.g.a.s.mic delights, and things one couldn't even imagine.

It was like she has released a flood of every fantasy out there. Something people could only d.e.s.i.r.e deep in their hearts and experience in the comfort of sleep.

"I'm what gives people hope, the reason to exist, and the power to chase life!"

She said as the projections multiplied, one of them projecting Kiba's ultimate fantasy.

"I'm the weaver of dreams! I'm Dream Weaver!"

Her left pupil flashed with infinite depth, and in it, countless celestial objects appeared, turning into a universe of its own.

Kiba's expression changed further, and his breathing stopped.

All because the pupil holding the universe was in the shape of a slit.

A slit that looked like a shard!

"The Cosmic Spark!" Kiba exclaimed.

Veronica smiled further and ran her fingers in the air like she was playing a piano. In response, the projections began to superimpose over each other, like they were being stitched together.

"Urgh!"

Whatever she did with projections of dreams was causing a terrifying impact on him.

But he wasn't the only one. Throughout the world, no matter how powerful one was, as long as they were dreamers, they began to feel brutal pain in their heads.

And who wasn't a dreamer? Even Alphas who need no sleep would often sleep and dreamt of their d.e.s.i.r.es.

Dreams might be illusory, but they gave them something to look forward to, something to achieve in real life.

Many of these dreamers were in flight, fighting, or training. The sudden headaches resulted in tragedy, with many dying.

The headache turned stronger, and Kiba felt he was about to collapse.

"You are a master of psychology."

Veronica said as the projections completed stitching together. The combined projections of dreams began to swirl around her, like she was their queen.

"Yet when it came to me, you forget the basics of the first impression. Ironic, isn't it?"

First impressions are what one wants to project! What one wants others to "feel" about them!

"So everything was fake?"

Kiba asked, this time with a smile. He made a connection with the Cosmic Spark, and the power surging out of it exploded into him.

BOOOM

Pure power Cosmic bathed him like he was the Celestial King, and he transformed into his Holy Form.

Veronica's smile didn't waver. Instead, it spread further into a grin.

"Yes and no," She replied while easily blocking the shockwaves spreading from him. She even protected the tower from collapse.

"Why?" Kiba asked.

"Why ask when you already guessed it?" She asked in return.

"The Cosmic Spark!" Kiba exclaimed the name of their power source again, this time in disgust.

"Again, both yes and no."

Veronica corrected him. She disappeared in a twinkling haze and appeared before.

She slipped a hand on his face and said:

"Also, it isn't for what you are thinking. I have no interest in acquiring the Spark, never had."

Chapter 700 - Get Me Out of Here!

The Dream Weaver – Veronica – appeared before Kiba like a twinkling haze, without emitting any spatial fluctuations. It was like she teleported, but not through space or any medium one could be aware of.

She slipped a hand on Kiba's surprised face, and closed her face to his. Her neck touched his, and it was like she was about to kiss him.

The ethereal projection of the dreams swirled as she then opened her lips.

"I have no interest in acquiring the Cosmic Spark, never had."

Her misty breath lingered on him as she spoke. There was also a dreamy sweetness on her lips, radiating a temptation of epic proportions.

Had it not been Kiba but anyone else, they would have pounced on her to fulfill their beastly d.e.s.i.r.es.

But it was Kiba. He had tasted more lips than he could count. And despite his d.e.s.i.r.e to taste far more, he controlled it.

Veronica smiled and leaned further, her lips now just a hairsbreadth away from his. A slight moment and they would kiss, but neither of them took that step.

"You have learned to control your d.e.s.i.r.es," She noticed. "How surprising!"

"But it isn't close to the required level," Kiba replied. "Otherwise, whatever you did just a few moments ago, I wouldn't have been affected."

She ran a thumb over his lips and gently c.a.r.e.s.sed them.

"No need to feel bad," She responded with a mischievous smile. "Because none could resist my powers, not even the wielders of the Cosmic Spark."

Kiba obviously realized that when she used her hold over dreams to influence people all over the globe.

"You have the majority of the Spark."

Veronica pulled her hand back from his face and slid it down his body.

"But that also means your body takes the maximum toll from its cursed existence. So, despite having this form, you can't use its powers to the level you would d.e.s.i.r.e."

"Is this the reason you don't want it?" Kiba asked, unbothered as her hand arrived on his pants.

"No," She replied. "Back when I met you, I already told you – dream only what you truly d.e.s.i.r.e. Because d.e.s.i.r.e born out of temptation isn't true d.e.s.i.r.e at all. It is just jealousy and anguish."

The shard of Cosmic Spark inside her eye glinted sharply as if agreeing with her.

"Then why are you here?" Kiba asked.

"Because I wanted to," Veronica rubbed his pants and felt him harden. "Just like I wanted to back then… when you needed me."

Hearing her words, Kiba broke into laughter. He forgot the raging hardon in his pants and lifted his head up to laugh.

"Oh, god! This is so funny!" Kiba slipped a hand on his face, and his laughter echoed.

"What's funny?" Veronica asked while letting go of his pants.

"You told Agatha that she owes you for saving me from desperation!"

Kiba replied as his laughter turned maddening.

"And now you are like…you met me back then because I needed you! Hahaha!"

Kiba placed his other hand on his stomach. It was hurting from laughing.

"You asked what's funny?" Kiba looked at her through the gap in his fingers. "It is that either I trust your claims or Extermination's!"

There was a slight change in Veronica's expression.

She was aware of him being Extermination as well, and he was sure she would know given she knew him about being Zed.

The reason for her change in expression was simple.

Extermination was a manifestation of his forbidden thoughts and a representation of his dark d.e.s.i.r.es. Those thoughts and d.e.s.i.r.es turned into the fuel of life whenever Zed thought of giving up.

"You did influence my life… you gave me hope and laid the foundation of what I wanted to do as Kiba," Kiba continued. "But I survived because of my anger, resentment, and the sheer d.e.s.i.r.e to see this world burned."

Veronica now smiled again.

It was her influence that he became Kiba and not Extermination after he acquired the Cosmic Spark.

So, even if he didn't want to believe it, he needed her.

"When you were a kid, I was just passing through the Delta City," Veronica took over the conversation. "But I stopped when I felt a special existence."

"Awww….special?" Kiba couldn't help from laughing again.

The easiest way to swindle a person was to make them feel special. By making them believe they were different from others and they were Chosen. It was a way to control an individual through ego.

And now she was doing the same, claiming she stopped because he was special!

"Unlike others, I have no need to fawn over you," Veronica said with a smile. "So stop thinking I'm trying to inflate your ego."

"…." Kiba couldn't refute her.

"You were special because you had the same affinity as I."

"Affinity?" Kiba was startled.

"Affinity with the Cosmic Spark!" Veronica answered.

"!!"

"I knew sooner or later, you would come in contact with it," Veronica continued. "And that's what happened, didn't it? The strings of Fate pulled you to the Spark and ensured the destiny was fulfilled."

Kiba's face tightened.

A few seconds passed, and he said nothing. Finally, he broke into a heartening smile and closed his face to hers. She spread her lips as his zoomed into hers.

Just as they mashed together into a tight kiss, Kiba placed a finger on her stomach. A sharp, blinding dot of power Cosmic emerged from his fingertip and blasted out.

Veronica opened her lips and dug her teeth into his lower lip, causing it to bleed. She licked the blood and grinned.

As for the exploding dot of power, it passed through her like she was nothing but a fleeting dream.

After passing through her, the dot of power Cosmic slanted upwards and beamed out, detonating everything in its path,

BOOM

The walls exploded in a shower of glass shards, and the tower shook violently as the dot swept up.

High in the sky, a high-tech government helicopter specialized in espionage exploded. Those insides didn't even realize their fate as they turned into ashes.

The dot only faded after entering outer space and hitting a satellite.

On the training ground, Kiba was surprised.

"You are cynical and don't believe me. I expected nothing less."

She said in his mind as she kissed his bloody lips.

"But still, for being naughty, I need to teach you a lesson."

She pulled her lips from his, and as Kiba started to contemplate her words, he began to fall down.

No, he didn't fall.

He was sinking!

It was like some magical kaleidoscope has appeared on the training floor, s.u.c.k.i.n.g him in. With no gravity, he had no choice but to tumble freely.

He tried to stop, but there was no way he could stop here. In normal situations, he wouldn't want to stop considering the insides of the space he was in.

Usually, the insides of the kaleidoscope seemed to be countless cellular glasses forming beautiful patterns.

Veronica's version of kaleidoscope couldn't be more different, except for one point, it was beautiful.

Far more beautiful than any kaleidoscope tube ever could be.

And how can they, when one sees what formed the insides?

Pussies!

Cunts!

Thousands, millions, no perhaps billions of tempting cunts!

Of all colors, textures, and sizes!

Kiba passed through one c.u.n.t to fall into another, only for that to open up like a flower blooming and suck him in, and then drop him into another.

The cunts above him and around him magnified as he fell further and further.

There was just no end.

It wasn't some illusion.

His mouth was full of their tastes.

Sometimes sweet like honey, other times spicy like condiments, a few times even sour like lime, and rarely even metallic and sharp like a blade.

He experienced countless more cunts than he ever f.u.c.k.e.d in real life.

"Is she f.u.c.k.i.n.g with me?!"

If this was her idea of teaching him a lesson, it sure wasn't working…

But then again, maybe it was to f.u.c.k with him?

The fall didn't seem to end.

And soon, he began to get tired of pussies!

After all, even with variety, there was a limit to the number of pussies one could love and enjoy!

Sooner or later, boredom would take over.

So without any surprise, Kiba became angry and furious on pussies.

He wanted a change of scenery!

"Get me out of here!"

Kiba released a wave of explosive energy. The energy slammed into the pussies and exploded them.

But the explosion caused the pussies to multiply!

Kiba: "...…."

Chapter 701 - Main Move!

A connoisseur of food might love food the most. Still, even he could get tired if the same ingredient was served to him again and again, despite being prepared as a different dish every time.

Kiba wasn't a foodie, but he was a connoisseur of p.u.s.s.y.

He could never get tired of them.

And, how could he?

They were all unique. They each had their distinct taste, smell, shape, and texture!

That's why they were his biggest motivation as the greatest doctor out there!

One can say he lived for pussies! The more, the merrier!

But today, he was so tired of them that he said, "Get me out of here!"

Kiba shot destructive beams inside the kaleidoscope full of pussies. But, alas, the pussies only multiplied, and he hurtled through them like a streak of light.

This only infuriated him further. Finally, he had enough of pussies!

"There's a paper-thin wall separating a dream and a nightmare."

"This isn't an illusion, but this can't be real either… or maybe it can be!"

Kiba's eyes glinted. He has a flash of enlightenment.

Veronica's powers were Cosmic in nature, and they gave her control over dreams. But her control over dreams affected reality and broke the distinction between fantasy and reality.

So, it could be said, she can distort reality to write it as per her wishes! Of course, he too has this ability, but it was nowhere near her level.

"No wonder she could affect the entire world!"

Kiba thought as he fell through the fleshly folding of the billionth p.u.s.s.y. This p.u.s.s.y has a rosy scent, and the juices secreted by it made his c.o.c.k throb violently.

But now wasn't the time to focus on pussies.

There was something he has to do.

He stopped releasing destructive energy and closed his eyes.

He let go of all distractions.

He made himself forgot that he was falling through pussies and snuffing the beautiful scents, tasting the delicious c.u.n.t juices, and living a reality men would die for.

He forgot everything but the essence of dreams.

In the tower, Agatha and Ashlyn scrambled out of the walls. They ignored their injuries and looked ahead.

Kiba was nowhere to be seen! There was only Veronica!

"Don't worry."

Veronica turned to them.

"He's safe. In a way, you can say he's in the paradise he has always dreamt of."

"?!" Agatha was surprised. She felt Veronica might be right but also wrong.

Swish~!

Power Cosmic erupted out of her, causing her hair to move freely as she used the most powerful ability she had.

Compressing the space to nihility and turning it to singularity!

She used it on the space around Veronica.

This caused gravitational force to reach the level of a black hole, and a pull that could break planets surged out.

"Not bad."

Veronica said with a bright smile as gravity tried to pull her to singularity. She responded by fl.i.c.k.i.n.g her index finger out.

"Argh!" Agatha stumbled back, and blood sprayed out of her mouth.

At the same time, all her actions were 'retconned.' It was like Veronica was a writer, and she erased a paragraph of a particular character's actions.

As Agatha stumbled, Ashlyn jumped in action. The discs shot out of her hand and rapidly expanded as they moved forward.

Veronica shook her head in pity.

She could destroy such moves without using her fingers.

Still, she didn't want to break the confidence of a young woman who has just started dreaming.

So, she lifted her hand. A purple glow rippled out.

"There's no need."

Just then, a familiar voice emerged and caught the discs. Ashlyn was pleasantly surprised, and even Veronica was surprised.

Kiba has returned.

"Wow!" Veronica giggled and appeared before him. "Did you like my lesson?"

"I did," Kiba replied with a smile. "Though I would have loved it had you been there."

"Aww," Veronica took his hand and guided it to the place between her t.h.i.g.hs. "You mean this?"

"You sure know me," Kiba felt the shape of her p.u.s.s.y through the fabric of her dress.

Veronica smiled while expecting him to make his move.

"I guess no time to waste then."

Kiba's eyes erupted with power Cosmic, and his aura exploded out.

Whoosh~!

The insides of the tower twisted while blurry watery ripples emerged outside it. The next instant, instead of the tower, there was a 10,000 feet long pillar of water.

At the exact moment, hundreds of women came flying out of the water, like they were tossed out by some force. These women were either servants or women like Constance, whom Kiba had "rescued" from the bond of marriage.

Agatha and Ashlyn were also among them. Their bodies were soaked as they landed on a building far away.

"He has trans-mutated every resource in the tower, including the tower itself!"

Agatha exclaimed as she looked at what used to be her home.

"So this is reality-warping!"

Ashlyn's expression changed to that of understanding. She knew Kiba was strong and has amazing abilities, but she rarely witnessed them on such a scale.

Agatha looked around and saw no sign of Claudia, Hope, or the red tiger and its cubs. But then, she realized, most likely Claudia took them away from the instant Veronica appeared!

This made her sigh in relief.

Meanwhile, the people in the city gasped as they experienced vibrating tremors. Then, they broke into sweat seeing the sudden replacement of the tower representing the new big power.

The representatives of the great families broke into confused chatter.

"W-what just happened?"

"What is this water pillar made of!?"

"I feel a terrifying power from it!"

"Quick! Inform the family head!"

"A battle must be happening!"

In the distance, Veronica stood outside the pillar without getting wet.

"You changed the tower," She said with a faint smile. "And here I thought, you wouldn't want anything to happen to the replacement of your first dream."

"I fulfilled my first dream years ago," Kiba replied while standing next to the pillar of water. "Whatever happened to it after that doesn't matter."

The pillar of water began to twist, morphing into a water dragon.

ROAR

The water dragon shot forth at her with a ferocious roar.

"Nice move, but useless in front of me."

Veronica pressed her hand towards the incoming dragon. Simultaneously, her eyes flashed with a faint purple light, and the air tremored.

A purple net appeared from her palm, enshrouding everything underneath it.

BANG!

With a devastating force, the dragon came crashing into it. Shocking vibrations spread out, and the net began to tighten around the dragon.

But just then, the water dragon surged with arcs of golden lightning. Then, it opened its mouth and released a crackling spear.

"!" Veronica's eyes narrowed. The spear was faster than light, and it cut through the net with a disintegration force.

Splash!

It plunged into her stomach, and blood splashed out. The arcs of lightning spread into her veins.

Kiba frowned.

Because at the same instant as she was stabbed, her figure blurred, and from it, another 'her' emerged. The stabbed her disintegrated into motes of dust and faded away.

The new her motioned a hand at the dragon, this time with slight anger like she was offended.

Before she could do what she has planned, the dragon violently roared and split from the center.

The split parts turned into two dragons and came at her, bypassing the purple net disintegrating due to the earlier attack.

Without any change in expression, Veronica pointed her hands at the closing dragons. Purple rays of energy burst forth, surging with a deadly force.

It was evident the instant the rays hit the water dragons, they were done for! Their power didn't matter.

This made Kiba smile.

"Time for my main move."

He snapped his fingers.

The dragons exploded!

But there was no detonation. All the explosion resulted was a splash of water of enormous quantity.

"??" Veronica was confused. Her rays of energy vaporized the water droplets before they could touch her.

She then looked at Kiba.

Was this his main move?

Thanks to her powerful perception, she could notice even the slightest of fluctuation. But she sensed nothing, and this made her further confused.

Because this signified, he was actually doing nothing!

Then why did he claim he is going to use his main move?

When she recalled his personality, she knew the answer:

He was trolling her!

"This is so reassuring," Veronica said with a slight smile. "You not losing your personality makes me happy----"

She stopped all of a sudden. The space around her blurred, like invisible walls of energy were forming around her to trap her.

She raised her hand to respond.

But then her eyes widened, and her jaw almost dropped.

The "invisible" walls became visible…and she realized her perception has told her wrong.

They weren't walls of energy!

Generally, a wall was made of hundreds if not thousands of bricks of uniform size. On the other hand, the walls from energy were made of energy particles of equal dimensions.

But these walls were made of something that defied logic, that too not at all proportional!

B.r.e.a.s.ts!

Small, big… every cup size formed these walls!

To call them walls was wrong! They were literally the manifestation of titty heaven!

Swoosh~!

These countless pairs of b.r.e.a.s.ts began to squeeze around Veronica.

Veronica instantly recovered, but she couldn't help but ask, "What's this move?"

"Booby Trap."

Kiba replied as if it couldn't be more obvious.

Veronica: "...."

Ashlyn: "......"

Agatha: "........."

Chapter 702 - Shall Meet Again

"Booby Trap."

Veronica's brows creased together as she heard the name of the move.

"I should have expected it."

She has been following his life ever since she met him in the slums. And she knew the type of person he truly was, especially in his Kiba form.

As she spoke, the countless pairs of b.o.o.b.s pressed into her. They were soft and firm, offering sponginess that one wanted to experience by planting their faces and pretty much every part of their body.

Veronica though felt no such d.e.s.i.r.e.

She was the Dream Weaver – the one who controlled others' dreams and d.e.s.i.r.es. The opposite could never happen.

So, she moved her hands to push away the "walls of b.r.e.a.s.ts" with her powers.

But her movement seemed to act as a "simulation" for the b.r.e.a.s.ts. It was like her powers were fondling them unintentionally. They turned stiff, and the n.i.p.p.l.es hardened and elongated.

"Oh no!"

She cried, but alas, before she could act, they squirted out streams of milk.

Veronica: "...…......"

She was literally soaked in the milk, and some of it slipped on her lips.

She tasted the sweet almond-like flavor, and if not for who she was, she would have praised the taste.

In the distance, as Ashlyn saw the squirting milk, her eyes sparkled, and she exclaimed:

"So much Milk of Vitality!"

Agatha, who was near her, flinched.

Subconsciously, she moved back and crossed her arms around her c.h.e.s.t. She was ready to defend her milky b.r.e.a.s.ts.

Veronica: "...…...."

For a split second, she wondered if this was some comedy-drama instead of a battle between two Alphas.

"I started this," Veronica thought of the paradise of pussies. "And he's now ending this in his style."

"You seem frozen," Kiba noted from afar. "You like the taste that much?"

"Yes, I do."

Veronica broke into a smile that would put flowers to shame.

"Well, then you can thank me by letting me vet your milk."

Kiba said with a straight face.

"…I'm not pregnant," Veronica replied after being caught off-guard by his words.

"I'm sure I can change that."

"...…..."

Veronica blinked before breaking into a pearl of laughter.

"As I expected, meeting you is sure fun!"

She began to spin in the air. Her movements caused the air to spin with her and soon, turned into an energy cyclone.

The walls of b.r.e.a.s.ts were s.u.c.k.e.d into the swirls of the cyclone before being tossed out. They broke like shards of glass and faded away.

The people near and far were also sent flying. At the same time, buildings began to violently rip apart before rising up in the air.

Thankfully, it seemed she was controlling her powers as it caused no injury to the people even after being sent flying.

"Wow! So much concern for others!" Kiba exclaimed with disbelief. "You make it seem you are a nice woman!"

Veronica stopped spinning and looked at him.

"You don't like nice women, do you?"

She teleported before him, once again emitting no spatial fluctuations. But Kiba already knew how she did it. She teleported through the medium called dreams!

"Naa, I like every type."

"But the dirty is the type you like the most."

Kiba couldn't refute that.

"And you don't meet enough of them, do you?"

"You already know the answer."

The dirty and twisted-minded was the type of woman he liked the most. This was why he never got frustrated with the crazy twins despite their constant c.o.c.kteasing.

"When would they return?"

His thoughts moved to them. After he returned from the maze, they left the city to seek "new mommies."

He wondered just whom they would bring this time.

"Aww, you are making me jealous," Veronica pulled him from his thoughts. "Thinking of other women when I'm before you."

"Well, you know me," Kiba reminded her.

Veronica kissed him on the corners of his lips and whispered, "Far more than you know yourself."

Kiba didn't respond to that.

She stepped back and said, "This was fun, but now is the time I return."

Kiba wouldn't attempt to stop her.

What happened so far was enough for him to conclude her strength.

At least Half-step into Level IX!

And given that she was a wielder of power Cosmic, her powers were beyond terrifying. This explained her influence over the entire globe.

Perhaps, not many in the World Council were aware of her strength or her real identity.

"You make me jealous of your powers."

The only reason he was able to play around was that she restricted her powers.

"Naa, I don't. You were never the jealous type!"

Veronica giggled and turned into a purple mist.

"Goodbye, Dream Seeker. We shall meet soon."

The mist scattered in the air and disappeared.

"I know…" Kiba whispered.

In the distance, Agatha was dumbstruck with the abrupt end.

"What the hell just happened?!"

She wondered with total shock.

"They were flirting, fighting, joking, flirting… and then The End!?"

Bzzz~

The air around her buzzed, and Claudia appeared with Hope. Agatha and Ashlyn were startled by her sudden appearance.

Claudia ignored their surprised looks and said, "You only saw what happened outside and not inside."

Agatha was confused.

"What do you mean?"

"Only master can tell you that."

"Haah~"

Kiba let out a heavy sigh. He waved his hand towards the crater where his tower used to exist.

Swoosh~!

Time began to move back. And before one could blink, the city's people saw the projection of the water pillar appearing and turning back into the tower.

"What is going on here!?"

"The tower has returned, but why did it turn into an attack, to begin with?!"

The people were both frightened and confused. Thanks to Veronica's powers, only those she wanted were able to see her and her actions.

So all they saw was the water dragon slamming into the air and exploding. And then the appearance of Booby Trap and its eventual fate.

"Dr. NTR is strange!"

The people concluded.

✻✻✻✻

The next day.

In the study room, Claudia projected every piece of information she had collected on the World Council.

"Not many details on Anastasia, aka Veronica."

Kiba noted.

He was curious about her real appearance and if her situation was similar to his – Zed and Kiba.

"Or maybe her disfigured look was just a disguise?"

Kiba wondered.

"We can't say," Claudia said before focusing on the other councilpersons. "They would be interested in you, though."

"Well, I welcome interest but only from women, and that too s.e.x.u.a.l."

"Of course, sir," Claudia remarked with a sincere smile. "The female councilpersons couldn't wait to spread their legs and give you the interest you crave."

Kiba: "...…...."

~Beep~ Beep~

Kiba was saved from more sarcastic remarks by a sudden beeping sound.

"What is it?" He asked.

"There are visitors for you."

"Oh." Kiba nodded and rose to his feet. "Well, let's meet them."

"Please let me complete, sir," Claudia stopped him. "Vistors are not for you but for Zed."

"?!" Kiba was startled.

✻✻✻✻

A few minutes later, in the opposite corner of the city.

There was an ordinary-looking house situated amidst greenery. Inside the library, a high-tech teleportation portal suddenly activated, and Zed emerged from it.

Thanks to its technology, even an Alpha would have difficulty finding the exact location from where he emerged. This made it safe to use.

Zed stepped out of the library and opened the study room. Before the door could completely open, a soft body threw herself in his embrace.

Her hands slipped around him, and she hugged him tightly.

"Sophia, it has been a while."

Zed said with a polite smile.

"Y-yes!" Sophia broke the hug and jumped back.

She suddenly remembered what she had done, and it made her blush from embarrassment.

"I'm sorry."

She apologized.

"Why?" Zed asked with a confused expression.

Sophia gasped. She knew Zed saw things with a unique perspective. He was kind, after all!

Sophia thought of a response, but then she recalled she wasn't alone! She was only tagging along with others.

Remembering this, her ears turned bright red.

"Mom is also here!" Sophia said aloud.

"Oh," Zed nodded and looked ahead. Sure enough, her mother was sitting on a couch in a pose that suited her aristocrat background.

"Lady Katherine."

Zed bowed in respect.

Katherine winced.

He was showing her respect here, but she remembered how he f.u.c.k.e.d her in the maze. When he was thrusting into her, he was treating her like a bitch in heat!

There was no respect!

Chapter 703 - Stop The Charade!

Katherine winced, but Sophia remained oblivious as all her attention was on Zed. Seeing him bowing to her loving mother, she felt even more pleased.

After all, a daughter loved nothing more than a man respecting her family.

And Zed has always shown respect to not only her mother but even her father.

Her father was initially harsh towards him, wary of the man who has taken hold of his daughter's heart. But after meeting him in the Infinity Maze, his impression changed, and he started admiring Zed.

"It is hardly surprising! Zed is the most unique person in existence!"

Sophia sweetly thought as she recalled the memories she has grown so fond of.

The first time they met, she had attacked him. It was an embarrassing memory now that she remembered it.

"It is all that villain's fault! I mistook the kind Zed as him!"

Thinking of the villain, she suddenly felt he deserved her gratitude.

After all, if not for the misunderstanding, she wouldn't have got to meet the man she respected the most in the world.

No! No!

She vehemently shook her head.

Villain and gratitude? No way in hell!

He might have done some good deeds once in a while, but he was still the ultimate villain! What he did in the House of Hestia was the proof!

"Sophia, are you alright?" Zed enquired as she fervently shook her head.

"Ah, yes," Sophia replied.

"Then why shake your head like that?" Katherine asked as she regained her aristocratic composure.

"I thought the villain might be a good guy, so I shook my head to clear these dark thoughts!"

Katherine flinched, and she looked at Zed. The latter's expression remained the same, and silence filled the room.

"I wasn't expecting you guys," Zed said to break the silence. "So this is a nice surprise."

He was honest. He was happy to see familiar faces, especially Sophia, whom he really liked as Zed. This was a nice change of scenery from his life as Kiba.

"Thanks!" Sophia beamed at him. "But like I said, I'm only tagging along with the others."

"Others?" Zed did recall her using the word.

"Yes, someone you know requested me," Katherine replied with a barely audible sigh. "And that's why we are here."

"??" Zed was confused, but only for a moment as he expanded his perception.

Most Beta-rank mutants could use their elemental perception to "look, hear, and feel" outside the range of their ordinary senses.

As Zed was a fire elementalist, his perception made him "see" things in infrared vision.

If he was an Alpha, his perception could make him see everything in 360, that too with superior details that even the strongest eyes would miss. Even a 4K HD video would pale by miles in comparison to the perception of an Alpha.

Zed discovered a familiar figure radiating an aura of regality.

Stopping his perception, he turned around to really look at the figure standing outside the house.

Rebecca.

She looked the same, but her face was paler than he remembered.

She felt his gaze and gave him a gentle nod.

She said no words for greetings as the nod was enough. It was only natural given the relationship they shared despite being mother and son.

Zed looked at her for a long time before letting out a sigh and nodding back.

He then shifted his vision to her side and saw another familiar face, though it was the first time he saw as Zed.

She has fallen asleep in her wheelchair.

There were two more persons behind her – Heather and Leyla.

"You are my guests. There's no reason for you to stand outside."

Zed said while commanding the sensors in the room to open the door.

Rebecca nodded and stepped in. The wheelchair moved behind her on its own, and the others followed the suite.

"So, what can I do for you?" Zed asked while offering them seats.

"I need a favor."

Rebecca answered without taking a seat. She ran her fingers through her daughter's long hair.

"And in return, you can ask me for anything… anything you want."

If he wasn't also Kiba, he wouldn't have expected this to happen. But since he was, he kind of expected it.

This was the fruition of the events that he caused.

"As you might know, she has been sick since her birth."

Rebecca continued.

"And despite mine and my family's best attempts, we failed to improve her condition… That was the case until you created that medicine for her."

Zed nodded in understanding.

"You want me to treat her."

"No, I want more than that," Rebecca corrected him. "I want you to give her the true joy of life."

Zed looked at the sleeping Kirstie and sighed.

"My medicine might have worked, but that doesn't necessarily mean I'm capable of what you believe me to be."

Rebecca didn't reply like there was no reason to. She looked at him for an answer.

"Ok, I will do my best."

Rebecca smiled as if his answer was obvious.

Heather was pleasantly surprised. Unlike her mistress, she was afraid Zed might refuse. After all, last time, he created the medicine to repay a favor he believed he owned to Rebecca. Now there was no such obligation.

Not to mention, he has already proved how indifferent he was to ties of blood.

Leyla was relieved. She has heard a lot about this brother of the young miss.

Now there was hope.

She was sure he would be able to pull a miracle and do what the family failed to, despite their resources and powers!

Behind, Katherine also sighed in relief. Until now, she was a bit wary that bringing Rebecca here without his permission might offend him and strain their relationship.

Zed turned towards her, and he smiled. The smile was familiar, something that didn't suit his kind face.

Katherine was an Alpha, but seeing the smile, she felt nervousness in the pit of her stomach. She started turning giddy.

Zed then lightly licked his lips like it was a subconscious moment. Maybe for others it was, but for her, it sent a chill down her spine and caused the nervousness to turn into burning excitement.

"Will you be leaving?" Zed asked.

Katherine gulped.

To the side, Sophia internally prayed for a "no!" She didn't want to leave so soon, but she couldn't stay that aloud.

Otherwise, what would Zed think?

"No," Katherine replied what her daughter wanted her to. "I can stay here and help."

Sophia jumped in excitement. She soon controlled herself and internally thanked her mother.

Mom is truly wise! She knows what I wanted!

Alas, she didn't know Katherine said no for her own sake and not hers…

"That's good," Zed said politely. "Having another Alpha here would do wonders."

Katherine felt her heart race.

Wonders.

That's what she wanted.

And that's why she accepted Rebecca's request to find a means to make him do wonders… for her!

She couldn't help but move her perception to the source of the wonders she was seeking.

The one resting in his pants!

She could see the delicious-looking c.o.c.k that was over eight inches in soft form. Her p.a.n.t.i.e.s soaked as she remembered how the hardened form felt.

It could tear even her…and she once again became frightened for her daughter.

"Lady Katherine, are you fine?" Zed waved his hand before her eyes.

"Ah…yes," Katherine snapped out of her trance. She internally cursed herself for behaving like a teenage s.l.u.t!

"That's good to hear."

****

After that, Zed invited Rebecca and others to the library. It was filled with over ten thousand books, and Zed walked through the row of shelves before standing before one.

"We should start as soon as possible."

He said while pulling a book. The book was blank, and as he opened it, a virtual interface asked for his energy signature.

He lifted his index finger and pressed on the interface. A crimson spark of fire emerged from his fingertip, causing the temperature in the library to rise exponentially.

The spark entered the interface and disappeared. Zed's complexion paled a bit as if he has lost vitality.

[[Energy signature matched.]] A mechanical voice emerged from the interface. [[Opening teleportation portal to Section I.]]

"Energy signature… he sure takes precautions!"

Heather thought with her eyes widened as the library distorted to make space for a teleportation portal.

With what her perception told her, even an Alpha would have a hard time fooling the interface. Forget opening the portal to the lab. All that an Alpha could do was wrack destruction and nothing else.

"Please."

Zed requested Leyla, and the latter gasped before moving. She took her asleep young miss and stepped into the portal.

Rebecca followed along with Heather.

"I have been waiting to check your lab for ages!"

Sophia said while rushing into the portal like a blurred shadow.

Zed and Katherine were the only ones left. He respectfully gestured her to enter.

"Till when would you keep this charade?"

Katherine asked, her face suddenly turning angry.

"Lady Katherine, I don't understand what you mean."

While saying so, he suddenly grabbed her waist and pinned her to the shelf behind.

His face morphed into that of Kiba, and he spread her legs without giving her time to react.

Katherine was stunned.

"It has been a while."

Kiba said with his signature smile.

"My favorite customer from M.I.L.F. International."

He leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. She accepted it while letting go of the restrictions holding her l.u.s.t.

Kiba lifted the hem of her dress and hooked his fingers into the sides of her p.a.n.t.i.e.s.

"No!"

Katherine suddenly thought of her daughter. The teleportation portal might restrict perception from either side. Still, if she returned and saw her like this, she would lose everything!

So even though she wanted to swoop and down and take Kiba's c.o.c.k in her mouth before he entered her cunt…she stopped him from peeling off her p.a.n.t.i.e.s.

"Stop driving me crazy!"

She disappeared from his hold and appeared behind him.

"And answer, when would you let go of this charade?"

Kiba turned to her, his face morphing back into that of Zed.

Katherine gritted her teeth.

This shameless scoundrel!

He was still teasing her by transitioning between his forms!

"You can do anything with me," Katherine started with real fury. "But stop torturing my daughter!"

Zed was surprised.

When has he tortured Sophia?

"Don't act like you don't know."

Katherine grabbed him and pinned him to the shelf. The books fell around him, but she didn't care.

"Don't know what?"

Zed asked with genuine bewilderment. She has turned into a different woman altogether.

"Sophia's heart!"

Katherine answered with her fists clenched.

"There's no way someone like you can't know what she feels for you!"

Zed's expression turned serious.

Chapter 704 - The Lab

"There's no way you wouldn't be aware of my daughter's feelings for you!"

Katherine stressed while pressing him against the shelf.

She might have become addicted to him, but that didn't mean she allowed l.u.s.t to overpower her completely.

That's why she didn't care when she failed as a wife and as a noble descendent. But when it came to her daughter, she could never allow herself to fail.

Never.

Not even if the cause was the man whom she d.e.s.i.r.ed from every fiber of her existence. The same man whom she promised owned her just to get him inside her.

Zed looked at her thoughtfully. If he wanted, he could overpower her by transforming into Kiba.

But he didn't because there was truth in her words.

After all, as an expert seducer, the thing he excelled the most was the matter of the heart. So, he obviously realized Sophia has fallen for this side of his personality.

"I know what she feels for me," Zed whispered. "And in my own way, I reciprocate her feelings."

"No, you don't!"

"Forget loving her; you haven't even made the smallest of gestures containing love!"

Zed lowered his eyes. He knew she was right.

"M.a.k.i.n.g. .l.o.v.e is the greatest way to express love, but you… you haven't even given her a kiss!"

Katherine hissed.

"Forget kiss, you didn't even ask her for a date!

"You know she's shy in matters like this and couldn't take the first step… but you can, and yet you didn't!

"So tell me, when would you stop playing with my daughter's heart?!"

Katherine lifted his head and stared into his eyes. She wanted an answer, and she wouldn't let him go even if he transformed into Kiba. She was ready to risk her life for this.

"Haah~"

Zed couldn't help but sigh.

"You know who I truly am… and yet you think I should act on my feelings?"

Katherine's eyes widened. In all her anger at his inactions, she forgot the significance of him being Kiba.

It wasn't just the antagonistic relationship Sophia shared with him. But also the fact that being Kiba meant… he could never be monogamous.

It was the opposite of Sophia… and even her to an extent.

Ever since she was f.u.c.k.e.d by him, she hasn't touched her husband.

She was monogamous.

And for her daughter, being monogamous was the eternal truth.

She could only make love with the man she loved…and based on her feelings, it was only Zed for life!

But if she ever came to know he was also the shameless scoundrel then…?!

"I might be the villain for you, but I have my bottom line."

Zed said as she let go of him.

"And I would never cross it first."

"!!" Katherine stumbled back, realization dawning over her.

Then the only way her daughter can get what she wants…is if she takes the first step!!

But how?! Her daughter was far too shy!!!

"I need to do something!" Katherine concluded in her heart.

Zed, in the meantime, picked the books and placed them back on the shelf. He then turned to the teleportation portal and said, "Let's go before others become curious."

"….." Katherine eyed him before nodding. She adjusted her p.a.n.t.i.e.s and dress and then entered the portal.

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Meanwhile, in Section I, Sophia gasped as she checked the vast laboratory. It was completely white, save for the high-tech equipment and the experiment pods.

She looked around and realized it was far, far more advanced than the many labs owned by her family.

"Wow!"

She exclaimed as she stepped before a row of glass pods filled with creatures and items. Some were as small as an ant and some as tall as a ten-storied building.

Sophia saw a spider that was frozen while spitting out a colorful thread. In another pod, she noticed a chunk of ice emitting a dull l.u.s.ter that made her heart thump loudly. She felt if not for the pod, she would have been frozen to death.

"Just how did he build it?!"

Leyla and Heather were star-struck.

The lab was far more impressive than they thought was possible. After looking at it, they realized why Lord Harley and everyone was so interested in Zed.

Maybe the world didn't know about this lab, but they knew of his expertise in genetic engineering. So they could conclude he must have an advanced laboratory with many wonderful resources.

Getting Zed on their side would mean access to those resources! He was a walking gold mine!

"Why can't I feel anything outside?!" Heather frowned.

With her perception, she tried to scan the borders of the laboratory but found nothing—no soil, no landmass, nothing at all.

It was like the lab was in some independent space!

"Surely that's impossible!"

Heather muttered, but then a chill raced down her spine as she thought of a possibility.

"Dimension Stone!"

It was a rare gemstone from the Celestial Elysian Plane that could establish an independent world.

Even with all the money in the world, one couldn't buy it! That's how rare it was!

"The family supposedly have two… and in one of them, there's the Eternal Shrine of Soverigness Hestia!"

Heather recalled the things she was aware of.

While everyone was awe-struck, Rebecca was the only one to remain nonchalant. She picked her sleeping daughter from the wheelchair and put her on an examination table.

Only after that did she sat down and passed a cursory look at the lab.

"This…"

She was startled.

Not by the impressive setup but by a sense of familiarity she felt from the lab.

That stunned her despite her personality.

It was the first time she was in her son's lab. So how could she feel it familiar?

She instantly knew the answer.

Castor Damon.

Years before he mysteriously disappeared in Delta City, she had been in his lab. The lab's appearance was almost the same as that of Zed's.

A possibility suddenly struck her.

Swoosh~!

Katherine emerged from the center of the lab, followed by Zed.

"Zed!" Sophia turned to him and exclaimed. "Your lab is impressive on all counts!"

She gave him a thumbs-up for his taste.

"Thanks," Zed replied to her with a kind smile. "Though to be fair, it is heavily inspired by someone else's, so I don't think I deserve all the praise."

Rebecca observed him from the corner of her eye. She has guessed a few things, but since they didn't concern her and it wasn't her matter to speak, she remained silent.

Katherine eyed Zed and then her mesmerized daughter.

"I will do what needs to be done!"

She resolved in her heart…

"I will be awakening Kirstie."

Rebecca said while tapping her daughter's wrist. A current surged through the wrist, and Kirstie's eyes snapped open.

"Mom?"

Kirstie muttered as her vision cleared. She saw her mother and the white ceiling and then slightly tilted her head to look further ahead.

Huh? How come I'm in a lab?

She wondered while shifting her gaze back to her mom.

Last she knew, her mother had returned from her battle with Lord Harley in an exhausted state. Minutes after returning, she only said that they were leaving and before she could ask why or where, she felt drowsy and fell asleep.

"We are in your brother's lab."

Rebecca informed her.

Brother?

Steve has no lab… wait!

Kirstie jerked her head to the side and saw the face she has seen many times in the portrait she had.