Daniel Martinez
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Meanwhile, as predicted by Mithras, Honoria left the royal palace, about to enter her carriage when tongues of silver flames sparked from underneath her carriage, lighting it all on fire. A silver fire bolt came from behind, smashing into Honoria with enough power to slice through all under Minor Expansion. With her current Sid level, Honoria could have dodged or destroyed the arrow. But fearing a trap and not wanting to risk exposure, the noble lady moved slightly to the left, making sure the arrow…
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"What do you want?" Captivated by Mithras' offer but convinced that his new helper wouldn't be doing all this for free, the crown prince asked. "50,000 ener crystals and the barony of Ruba." Mithras gave his price, turning Prince Lysander's face into an ugly grimace. "That much wealth, land, and title, all to help kill a servant? Are you mad? Or are you going mad?" Lysander asked in shock, unable to believe that Mithras' appetite was that big. "To risk Cassandra's rage, secure my future, and make…
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As far as Prince Lysander could remember, he had never felt more wronged in his life. Even the day his father got remarried to his late mother's sister didn't feel as bleak as this. A large procession aligned at the prince's back, carrying coffers of ener crystals and a variety of luxury goods. Typically, large transfers of ener crystals went from one Sid Card to another—handled remotely by the Ener Banks. But on certain occasions such as a noble's engagements, gifts and donations would be laid…
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In an underground dungeon of House Astalon, Mithras sat with Honoria on his lap, holding Arian's stone mirror at the comatose heiress' face. A large '6,000' flashed above the mirror, causing 6,000 ener crystals to fly out of Mithras' Sid Card and pour into the surface. The moment next, Honoria's eyes regained their light, and she reeled back, stumbling as she tried to put as much distance between Mithras and her as she could. Her back hit a wall, and Mithras appeared at her left, wrapping his arm around…
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A series of system prompts echoed in Mithras' mind. He ignored them, focusing on Cassandra who silently sobbed on his shoulder. "Here..." With her face still pressed on Mithras' chest, Cassandra raised her right hand, revealing a crystal-blue card that shimmered with dazzling energies. Without hesitation, Mithras took the mysterious card, his eyes widening at the astronomical reserves of Sid he sensed inside. "A Sid Card with a balance of...2.2 million crystals! Rich! I AM RICH!" Like a greedy…
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'Psychic Powers? And of this level? There is no way that this woman's Sid level isn't at least over 10,000. She is a Guru! A Golden Palace tier Guru!' Faced with the tyrannical storm of Sid rolling out of Vel'Asha, Cassandra came to the only reasonable conclusion. 'But then...why?' More confused than ever, Cassandra's eyes shifted between Vel'Asha and Gaiseric. Some answers brought more questions than they resolved. If Vel'Asha was indeed a Guru with a Sid Level of over 10,000 units, then there's…
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"You...cheap woman. How dare you...poison me?!" Realizing that Cassandra's last move hid some kind of poison, Gaiseric snapped, holding his chest as purple veins popped on his temples and his body turned sluggish. Equipped with the Blood Smelting Hammer and Blood Smelting Gene, the king was always the nation's strongest templar. But of all generations of Blood Smelting Kings, Gaiseric was the strongest—having perfected his first-class Blood Smelting Gene and reached the peak of Great Expansion in…
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Actions were worth a thousand words. As someone trained in flattery to please the aristocracy, Mithras didn't put much weight on words, always suspecting that when put to the test, the sweetest words wouldn't hold up. But Cassandra's flaming swords painted a vivid picture of how deep her feelings for Mithras ran—feelings that had nothing to do with the Human Aphrodisiac talent. In a flash, House Astalon had turned into a chaotic mess, with elder and senior nobles scrambling to pack up their things…
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"My lady, please don't!" "HALT!" The moment Cassandra returned, triggering that succession of atmospheric disasters, the higher-ups of house Astalon set out, bolting towards their matriarch. The sight of Cassandra about to stomp the Chief Court Attendant's skull into a mess of burning blood and bone debris scared them out of their wits. And from Duke Luther to the elder nobles, all rushed towards Cassandra, casting force fields of raw Sid in a desperate attempt to stop their leader from causing a…
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There is a saying in the Blood Smelting Kingdom that overdosing is like climbing to Heaven on the back of a devil. Honoria always found that saying ridiculous. But as Mithras' Divine Secret and Thunderclap talent blasted through her veins, the noble hussy had to admit that there was some truth in the saying. Irresistible vibration waves went up and down Honoria's body, making her tits bounce up and down even as she squirted on Mithras' cock. Her cunt tightened to the limit, clamping so hard on the Human…
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