Chapter 1465 - Mathilde (3) (1/2)
The odd shift in relationship between the Palace Master and the Dark Elvin Clan would cause unforeseen ripple effects in the future. It was unknown exactly how those matters would unfold, but what was certain was that the Palace Master wasn't a man who liked to suffer losses. Even to an Elvin Queen.
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Within the Golden Flame Mystical World, Dyon sat cross legged, gritting his teeth as he turned various shades of purple and green. By forcefully suppressing his white flames and taking high doses of toxic poison, he was slowly tempering his inner organs. Although he still had a long way to go, he was definitely much stronger than he was yesterday.
”Is he a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t or a sadist?” Lilianna stared at Dyon like she was looking at a fool. She couldn't coincide the Dyon who loved to torture his victims and the one who liked to torture himself.
Speaking of which, she had felt quite tortured for the past few days. Unlike Little Rain the Sprite, she needed to be fed a constant stream of soul energy to survive, this was especially so because she was just a partial soul.
The problem was that Dyon refused to allow her into his mind, so she was forced to Madeleine's. Of course, this wasn't a bad thing on the surface. In fact, it made her quite happy. Where the issue lied was that after bouts of training, the husband and wife pair would often enter the cushioned beddings of the Demon Sage Tower to ”bond”.
If she was in Dyon's mind, this wouldn't be an issue because he could use The Seal to block her view. Also, Dyon just had overall better control of his soul. However, Madeleine had no such abilities. Although she could accomplish this task when she was lucid, when she was under the ravages of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, she hardly cared about what Lilianna could or couldn't see.
In the end, Lilianna fell into another cycle of torture. It wasn't that she didn't like watching the two of them go at it, but she had to uphold her image as a Holy Princess. The dichotomy of what she wanted to do versus what she had to project to the outside world was weighing on her mind.
Maybe Dyon was right about her title being too narcissistic.
A strong breath escaped Dyon lips. In the next moment, the poison that had just been ravaged his innards was pushed out from his pores, incinerating the clothes he had been wearing to nothingness.
To avoid hearing Lilianna's rant about his indecency, he immediately stood and dove into the clear lake that was just behind them. Unfortunately for Lilianna, this was the very same clear lake that Dyon introduced before, meaning one could see all the way to the bottom. Dyon's body wasn't hidden at all.
She held a large black stone in her hands, but what was odd was the fact wisps of red smoke emitted from it every so often, entering through Madeleine's orifices and causing her to tremble slightly in pain.
Over the past few months, the two of them had found all sorts of fantastical metals and minerals. Without regard, they had taken them all.