322 Chapter 322 (1/2)
The hungry gaze of the huntress lying on the tree branch spoke for itself.
At a rough estimate, the participants would arrive in less than two hours. Kyon shrugged his shoulders and decided to use his great cooking skills to ”feed his pet.”
Soon the meal was ready.
«Purrr! So tasty! Gr-r-r…» – Dangling from a tree branch, Triana growled, eating with gusto a huge roasted piece of the swan. The meat was so tender it could melt in her mouth, and the flavor caressed all the taste buds of her tongue. Triana could swear that she had never eaten anything more delicious in her life. Another two or three meals like this, and she would get addicted to the food prepared by his magic hands. Her master was really gifted.
While the tigress was diligently licking herself with her rough tongue, Kyon caught a ring fallen from the sky with delivery from Boston.
«Come here, baby tiger.»
Satisfied tigress approached her master: «What can I do for you?» – The mouthwatering meal had put her in a good mood, so she didn't mind much being called a baby tiger.
Kyon pulled a pair of lingerie out of the ring: «Try it on.»
Triana arched her eyebrows, her eyes wide open: «Human… clothes? No way!»
The master's stern gaze made her pick up her new things and leave behind a tree.
Soon, the newly minted model approached Kyon looking like she had been smeared with sticky honey from head to toe. Thin lace panties and a dark-colored bra looked terrific on her, but she did not appreciate it. Her snow-white hair created a pleasing contrast with the underwear.
Kyon walked around the tigress, nodding to his thoughts. The tailored underwear satisfied all his secret fantasies and was ideal for his future goals. He didn't give her any upper garments for a reason. The tigress wasn't going to freeze due to her animal nature, and, without clothes, she would satisfy his aesthetic needs.
«It's the worst underwear ever!» – Triana growled angrily. – «The slit is meant for the tail, but why is it longer than necessary? What cack handed monkeys have made this disgusting abominable thing? I'd rather wear hedgehog needles!»
«It's alright. You'll get used to it. Get ready to meet humans.» – Kyon said coldly, pointing to the north.
Sweeping small trees in his path, the first prince of Liberia, huge as a mountain, was dashing at full speed. He'd been chasing the elusive opponent half the night but he hadn't found him. It drove the prince up the wall.
«Huh?!» – The prince stopped as soon as he saw the fat freak's back. – «It's you!»
Kyon turned around with a beaming smile, taking out the patterned staff: «Hello! Want to see a magic trick?»
«Hey, what about the trick?» – Kyon insisted.
«Shut up, dickhead.» – The prince contemptuously as if talking with a cheeky slave. He had no respect for Dick Baker and considered it humiliating to waste an extra word on the future deadman. The one who had taken so much of his time, the one who had called him a fucking loser in front of everyone, signed his own death warrant long ago. As for the possible consequences, nothing would ever happen to him due to his authority.
The first prince took a fishing line from the ring, tied it to a branch, and made a noose. He pulled at it like a pensive executioner, checking the strength of the cord.
«Are you going to hang yourself?» – Kyon asked, appalled.
«Yeah, indeed. But first, I'll check the rope on your neck. You won't refuse to help the prince, will you?» – He asked with a venomous sneer.
«Count me out.» – Kyon adamantly refused. – «I save my neck for hickies from beautiful girls.»
«Then I have bad news for you. You have no choice!» – With a vicious grimace, the first prince rushed to the fat freak, intending to hang him like a pig before butchering. The ugly clown's screaming and twitching would raise his gloomy mood. Wasn't it the reason why the director of Cernos had admitted the freak to the tournament after all?
«BOOM!» – Kyon yelled as quickly as he could.
The prince in the lord phase didn't understand why everything went dark. Some time later, he woke up in sharp, stubbing groin pain. When he opened his eyes, the prince found himself in torn clothes hanging by the balls on the fishing line tied to a tree branch. A brown bear was scratching his bottom as if stirring up a hive full of honey.
«А-А-А-А-А-А-АH! FUCKING HELL!» – Screaming in pain, the prince first tore the fishing line, then the bear. He curled up on the ground, gritting his teeth and crying in unbearable agony. Every cell of his body was in overwhelming, intolerable pain.
A few minutes later, the hefty prince came to his senses, checked the integrity of his genital organ and exhaled with relief. There was no damage. All that remained was burning humiliation. Suddenly, he noticed the absence of most of the rings on his fingers. When he inspected the rest, he found them were empty!
Suddenly, a carrier pigeon landed next to him with a note tied to its leg. The message read: ”Did you enjoy the trick? I think it was amazing! I have even recorded it on the visual formation. If you want to watch it together with your family, feel free to contact me. Forever yours, charming Dick Baker.”
The big prince spat out blood. His eyes bulged like those of a toad, his face turned purple. He started emanating chaotic aura. The prince nearly lost a stage of cultivation. The most talented person in Liberia (2) and the first prince rolled in one was being blackmailed by a pathetic clown!
What should he do? If he followed the fat freak in the forest, he would have to deal with his powerful secret bodyguard, who could knock out a lord phaser out of the blue! If he delayed his revenge, his dignity would be ruined! Whoever Dick Baker was, he'd better not mess with him!
Meanwhile, Triana stepped out of invisibility and enquired: «Why did you order me to hang that big man by the balls? You have deprived him of the chance for leaving behind offspring. It was too cruel of you. He's a human too!»
Kyon explained one of his reasons: «A fishing line won't harm the tough lord phaser. Anyway, what was cruel about it? The prince wanted to hang me first! Beasts would have eaten my skeleton clean. He should thank me for not castrating him.»
«Because some bright spark messed with the tournament formation.»
«Some bright spark? So, you have enemies?»
«I have lots of ill-wishers, but I would pay them too much honor if I call these losers my enemies. I have one enemy, though…» – Kyon suddenly fell silent.