Kapitel 19: The Magic of the Red Nymph
Part 19
The Magic of the Red Nymph
The Red Demon Nymph was an ancient bloodline that had been passed down to the demon dynasty of Wetonia. In the legend, their ancestors migrated from the old continent long ago in the mythic era. After settling down to create prosperity, they gradually blended with other races, forgetting the true name of the race. In the end, people only remembered that the Nymph was just a type of demon.
However, there were some spells that only they could use. And this was an advantage that allowed their bloodline to be inherited for a long time until now.
At this moment, at the Palace of Kafka, even after the King came out, this person was still sitting behind the golden veil covering the throne of the Human King. The people who attended the ceremony kneeled down to pay their respects. But the King didn't answer even half a word. This was very unusual. But everyone chose to ignore it. As long as there was a king, everything was fine. So no matter what, they would not speak
Ragnes and his comrades were there. Different people had their own idea. Curiosity, either Caberas, Sidel, or Lauriet tried to find their answer in their own ways. As for Ragnes, when Lauriet did the job instead, he didn't care much about this kingdom. In fact, he and Lauriet didn't want to be here in the middle of Kafka's politics. If these foolish people destroyed themselves, it was a matter of this country.
But from the incident, they knew that if they ignored this situation, Wetonia would eventually be affected. As the king and the prime minister, they only had to choose a dangerous game for the best outcome of Wetonia.
This country was a land where the King concealed himself. The Second Prince supported the Demon Hunters. As for the eldest prince, Ragnes could only close one eye to what he could investigate. Because if not Prince Jekovic, this kingdom had no successor. There were no more options for Kafka. This was a land where there was a future but there was no light.
The legend of the greatest human kingdom, was going to fall on this generation.
"Huh, the prince ordered me to look out for the east gate?" Rigel was told by the Royal Guards. He was still a courtier now. When the boss ordered, he should go. Only he knew that Prince Jekovic was determined to raise his hand against Ragnes.
However, this would be part of the plan.
"Let go, I'll sit here and wait for you," Ragnes winked, pretending to speak in front of the guards. Everyone knew this wasn't normal, but anyway, after the night, the man Rigel would no longer be a Kafka soldier. They just had to play the game. "Don't forget, be very careful."
"I know, you too."
"O.k."
Ragnes waved to Rigel and then he pretended to enjoy his wines comfortably in the hall, where dancing and music were now held. Meanwhile, the person behind the majestic golden veil was indeed a king. If he... still existed.
Let hope that there was no one chose to play a game that was too dangerous.
"You sit alone like this. Has General Rigel abandoned you?" The person who walked up to him turned out to be an unexpected person. Prince Jekovic at this time had completed his duty to bless the King.
"Your Highness knows where he goes. General Rigel now...it's probably going to be a long time to come back." Ragnes lifted his face as he smiled sweetly as always. He came today and didn't come to play either.
If someone wanted to play with fire, he would be happy to play with him. It was pretty fun, wasn't it?
"If Your Highness wishes for anything, this is a good opportunity to open up and talk," said Ragnes. Of course, Prince Jekovic smiled.
The Prince thought of coming to deceive. But the other party was the one who gave his hand. As he thought, this beautiful young man actually intended to allure both him and Darius. Perhaps Rigel was just a tool he temporarily grabbed. But asked if Jekovic disliked this habit, he said no. On the contrary, he found this to be very fun and exciting.
He was already bored with innocent men or women.
"I definitely need someone to talk to in person. Is it convenient for you to go to the back lounge with me? It will be a long time before your husband returns."
Listening something like this, if the listener was not stupid, he or she should know what it meant. If he or she still dared to accept it, it would have to be considered they wanted to play this game too.
Actually, Ragnes put his hand on the other's hand revealing a dazzling smile.
"I'm very interested, Your Highness."
Thus, Prince Jekovic led his subordinate's wife to disappear into the inner lounge. The goal didn't have to be said. Because that was surely immoral adultery.
When they walked along the balcony, Ragnes felt an increasingly unusual tension atmosphere, he listened to the voice and tried to concentrate. This palace was very unusual. The people here were also very unusual. But what was it?
This was what Ragnes needed to know. And he had a hypothesis that he wanted to prove.
When someone had thirsty for knowledge, without stepping foot into a trap, nothing could be grabbed. This was what Ragnes had learned from past experiences. And he was good at taking such risks too.
Playing with fire was dangerous. But it was sweet and made him feel so excited.
"I've heard that His Majesty has been in seclusion for a very long time. So His Highness won't have much time to play with me," said Ragnes as he stopped in front of a room, waiting for Prince Jekovic to push the door open.
"You speak bluntly, but yes, it'll not be long before I become a king. As for you, if you please me well… I'll be very fond of you." Of course, who wouldn't love such a beautiful person?
Ragnes also gave a sweet smile, letting Jekovic grab his hand, led him into the room, and locked the door. The prince did not hesitate to hug and approached him from behind. Using two arms to embrace very defiant morality.
"Right now, His Highness has hundreds of concubines. Why would you care about a foreigner like me?" Ragnes didn't forbid when the other party stroked his nape. He didn't feel that this was a problem. At his age, he wasn't a young boy. He wasn't intact from the slightest touch.
"Because of this, you have to rush to marry Rigel? Are you afraid I don't love you?" he said, kissing the other's neck.
"I'm just a wayside flower. But you're a king, Your Highness…" Ragnes smiled as he turned around to face him.
He would naturally stroke the prince's face with his hand making the other party feel excited about this foreplay. Ragnes drew closer, almost closer before pushting the prince down on the sofa. Of course, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage under anyone's body.
In this situation, he would definitely be more satisfied with being on top!
If he doesn't really love someone, don't expect him to be the one who agrees to be pushed!
And when the prince put his hand on Ragnes' hip It was then that he suddenly smelled a flower. The smell of flowers was very fragrant. Sweet and mesmerizing. This sweetness...
It was...
"What do you see, Your Highness? I'm very beautiful, isn't it?"
"b...beautiful…"
"So you seduce me. Desire me... and will you give me your soul?" He whispered sweetly. In the other's eyes, Ragnes was unmistakable pristine beauty. He was full of love for this person.
"Ah, Atia…" The prince was stunned as if he was stolen his soul.
And it was then that something was shot in from the window. The intent slammed into Ragnes' body. But he was faster, jumping away before using his magic power to create a shield to protect himself. The thing that burst into pieces exploded before his eyes, with a crowd of people leaping into it. These people Ragnes knew who they were.
They weren't demon hunters. But...still danger.
"Get away from the His Highness! Demon!" Someone shouted loudly. But the demon was said to laugh in response. It was funny how the prey ate the hook.
"Really impatient, I haven't eaten him in my stomach yet. To be honest, he isn't my taste at all," said Ragnes very cynically, making the listeners look numb.
On the other hand, the person speaking back was very pleased. This was Ragnes bad habit that couldn't be healed anymore.
"You've grown old, old man. Oh no, I should have called you honorably. What's your name? Oh! yes! Former Grand Chancellor of Kafka Calestro!" Ragness grinned, greeting him cheerfully.
But the one being called by that name would not be good to him. To be honest, the expression on his face was very vengeful!
The man standing in front of Ragnes had a head full of white and purple hair, emerald green eyes. His face was full of wrinkles of old age, but he stood still to protect Prince Jekovic who was attacked. He would naturally stare at the enchanting demon that stood before him with a sigh of disbelief. The more he saw the face clearly, the more he felt very haunted.
This demon he would never forget!
"You intended to lure us out, Demon King!" That was right, this person was the half-human Demon King Ragnes!
The demon that stood above all demons He wasn't the strongest demon, but the most terrifying demon. And of course, Calestro wasn't a fool. He surely knew that the other party was deliberately luring him out. But asked if he could not come out must be the word no!
They couldn't bear to watch the heir to the throne be taken a spirit by a nymph demon!
"You used the forbidden charm of the nymph. Use the forbidden magic of your tribe to allure the prince!" he shouted loudly. As for Jekovic, gradually regained consciousness. Of course, as soon as he saw Calestro, he was shocked. But what was even more shocking was the real person who had seduced him.
This Atia used magic!
"Your Highness! This person could not only use magic, but also the magic of the devil!"
"!"
Jekovic looked shocked, but Ragnes folded his arms in laughter, a comfortable appearance that didn't have to be a waste of any dramatic play. He looked at his opponent head to toe, before pointing at Calestro's face with all his arrogance. This was the egotism of the King.
"Yes, I'm a demon. I'm a demon who crushed Kafka's army ten years ago. It seems that after that war, you guys were instantly banished, right? Look, the result of trying to serve the Tyrant King. It's those of you who have lost power in the Kafka court and you must secretly hide behind your favorite crown prince. Well... he seems to be a wimp, won't he?"
"You!" Calestro roared. Although he knew that he had been provoked, he had no words to argue.
"Someone who's easy to be tricked by a demon like me into a bed and was thrusted under my body. Is someone like that still having king's qualification?"
Ragnes laughed loudly, very contemptuously. As for now, Jekovic was furious that his face grew blacker and darker, wishing to attack the other party to get more blood. But Calestro hurriedly blocked him. He was experienced and knew that this Demon King wasn't the one to say gibberish.
His words seemed vain and wayward. But if he was just a spoiled child, how could he win the great war and bring ten years of peace to the continent?
Even if he hated his face a lot, it would be impossible to reject the competence of the Demon King Ragnes of Wetonia.
He surely had a plan for tonight!
"You're not going to trick my prince into bed just to summon us, are you?" Calestro asked again. Ragnes raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Of course, you guys are just proof that Prince Jekovic is being influenced by a power outside the court. And tonight is the night when Kafka's current reign will end, isn't it?"
"What the hell are you talking about!!" Calestro and Jekovic could hardly contain their anger!!
What exactly does this eccentric demon king want to say!!!
But when Ragnes saw people who were anxious. He returned even more exhilarating. Ragnes whistled and laughed. This demon nymph spread a full of cynical smile.
"Don't you guys come here to rebel and assassinate the king tonight?"
"!!!"
"Hey, let me watch the bloodshed in the human courts. My dear all honorable humans."
That was right, because right now, what the old noble and crown prince desired was the head of the King of Kafka!
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