Chapter 60: The Proposition
Chapter 60: The Proposition
The women's faces were red as a tomato, not only their bra was unlocked, they were helpless about it.
"So?" asked Lyon.
"You shameless bastard! Can't you just knock us out? Coward!" reprimanded Biane.
Lyon took a deep breath before slapping Biane's butt.
*pak
"I told you already, I'm not gonna fight a woman."
"Then what if we never surrender? Are you going to strip both of us?" asked Clemora.
"I would do more than that," teased Lyon,
However, Clemora's face turned even brighter than red.
"Stay strong, sister, he wouldn't dare to do that. Our origin is from the Yuqen kingdom. If you let both of us go now, we will forget everything that just happened," said Biane.
The crowd began to discuss between themselves.
"Wow, the Yuqen Kingdom, that kingdom rumored to have the strongest military force under a dynasty in all Deo," said one of the onlookers.
"I heard the rumors about them coming from a faraway kingdom, but I never thought it would be the infamous Yuqen Kingdom," said another.
"Hmm.." Lyon seemed to be in deep thought.
(He is doubting! Using my background was never my style, but we don't have any choice right now) thought Biane.
"S-s-so... what is your choice?" asked Biane nervously.
"Let me think for a while,"
(At least he is doubting for sure, I shouldn't press him on, this was also to lure time for the magic to wear off) thought Biane.
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After a few minutes, there was still no voice from Lyon's voice except the humming.
(Damn it! This magic is really potent!) thought Biane as she became impatient.
"Y-you will also get a reward from the Yuqen Kingdom, I can vouch for my name on it," said Clemora.
"And we could recommend you to the Yuqen's military," added Biane.
Lyon's eyes lit up all of the sudden and hope burst out inside both of the women.
"I don't know any Yuqen Kingdom, hahaha ..." said Lyon innocently with his right hand holding his backside of the head.
All the crowd had black lines over his head, (We were waiting for your answer damn it!).
Both of the women couldn't believe it either, (What kind of remote place where you from?!).
While Lyon's friends were laughing like they were expecting this to happen.
"What it's gonna be?" asked Biane.
"What is the position do I get in the military?" asked Lyon.
"With your talent, becoming the supreme commander who could mobilize the entire kingdom is not impossible nor it is far away," asked Clemora.
(Hmm, that really sound so cool, supreme commander eh? Not bad) thought Lyon.
"That really sounds tempting," said Lyon while he intentionally paused his sentence.
Hearing what he said the women had their eyes lit up as hope once again burst out however his next sentence instantly killed it.
"But, it was really a good plan to lure the time for the magic to wear of," said Lyon with a sadistic smile before he continued, "A shame really, if you fight against any normal magic caster, then by now, the magic had worn off. But mine? hehehe ... it would take at the very least twenty-four hours to even start disintegrating."
(twenty-four hours?!) both of the women were surprised,
How could they not? There was no magic that could last this long. The longest magic ever recorded was only six hours and that's just a weak magic spell nobody used for combat.
"Heh, don't joke with me, there is no way this magic could stay active for twenty-four hours, it's impossible, but you can still take our offer," said Biane.
"Let me tell you what is in my soul Biane," said Lyon before he squatted right in front of Biane.
Lyon held Biane's chin with his right hand and looked at her directly in her eyes. Biane was an unyielding woman, she would never back down from a fight, but right when she saw Lyon's face, she finally felt the word she never thought would come in her life ... fear.
"You might think I want to become the strongest cultivator in the world, that's why you offer me the position and riches that coveted by many, but you are wrong."
When Biane tried to talk back, it was cut off by Lyon's next sentence, "Then, you now think I am the type of cultivator who wants to have a peaceful life, reach an atavism or something, once again you are wrong."
Biane couldn't talk anymore, she was trying to offer different options but the last sentence cut her hope short.
"Lastly, you might think I'm just a vagabond cultivator, the go with the flow guy, just want to reach immortality, you are still wrong," said Lyon with a smile.
Then Lyon drew closer to Biane's right ear and whispered something which made Biane's eyes shrunk with fear.
(Of course he didn't want power, money or skills. His soul was not made for any of those. He is ... he is just a perverted beast!)
Lyon looked at Biane once more with a sadistic smile.
"Ek!"
*grab
Lyon's left hand got inside her cleavage and slowly pulled out her bra which was a sexy purple one and immediately put it inside his ring.
*moan
As Lyon's left hand groped her heavenly treasures nonstop. His right hand started to join the party and play with them like it was a clay doll.
"Oh? Are you enjoying this?" asked Lyon sadistically.
Whenever Biane wanted to reply, she let out a moan instead.
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Meanwhile, Lyon's friends had different opinions about the match, in particular, Ryona.
"Lyon is truly powerful but he is really a pervert right master?" asked Riku.
Ryona was biting her left thumb while watching them on the ring agitatedly.
"Master, what's wrong?"
"I love him but this doing is too much for me," said Ryona.
Before Riku could reply Ryona cut her sentence.
"I want him to do me too!" asked Ryona with a crazed look on her eyes.