Pirate Kingship

Chapter 382 - 319 Edward: I am the Man Who Will Become the Lich King (Two in One)

Chapter 382: Chapter 319 Edward: I am the Man Who Will Become the Lich King (Two in One)

Byron reawakened in the Governor’s Mansion at Jamestown Royal Harbor.

After half a year of meticulous refurbishment by the Newman family, the stately Governor’s Mansion was expansive and luxuriously decorated. It surely outshone the Earl’s mansion at the International Port, which had just been renovated for Catherine. Unfortunately, the renovation was completed just a few days before, and the family hadn’t even had a chance to properly enjoy it. It conveniently fell to Byron, who was simply waiting in the wings, to benefit from it. After the blood of their family was washed away, he simply replaced some daily necessities and bedding, then moved in with his guards.

The other properties under the Newman family were treated similarly. Once Rigel the "Fairy" successfully advanced, "Tilly Newman" could naturally vanish on the spot. All properties were then sold to the Pioneer Guiding Colonial Trading Company at a fraction of their price, bundled together.

"HUFF—!"

Dressed in white silk pajamas, Byron sat up in bed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and exhaled a deep breath of gloom. Shedding the mask of Byron Tudor, the great loyalist of the York Family, he reverted to being the grand rebel, Byron Lancaster. He reflected on everything he had seen and heard that day at Ganquan Palace. The profound familiarity of every blade of grass, every brick, and every tile, coupled with the painful realization that while the objects remained, the people were gone—this jarring experience made his chest ache with a stifling feeling.

If one were to ask whose feelings could compare to his? It could only be Tilly herself, resurrected and returning to the Governor’s Mansion to catch a glimpse of her old home, now usurped.

"Sigh, dear cousin..."

WOOO...

The emotional upheaval of a Storm Admiral naturally caused a stir in his Spirituality, making the night winds inside and outside the room begin to wail.

At that moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. A tall girl dressed in the same white nightgown as Byron, carrying a fragrant breeze, walked in. As she moved, her perfect, voluptuous figure undulated like rolling hills. Even the sullen Byron unconsciously turned his head and managed a strained smile at her.

"Sister, I’m alright."

He waved his hand, and the whining of the wind nearby immediately dispersed.

The visitor was Catherine, who rarely left the International Port but was staying temporarily in the Governor’s Mansion tonight. Her room was next door; upon hearing the noise, she had immediately rushed over to check. The distance between Royal Harbor and the International Port was about three hundred kilometers. Although in the past they had Barnacle Crabs, no one wanted to casually use their strategic-level ability to transport an entire fleet thousands of kilometers. Usually, the "Deep Sea Leap" ability was used daily for bulk cargo transport. In Catherine’s words, not making money was losing money. She had even personally applied her Supreme Sword Technique, using her knowledge of operational research and queuing theory, to create an application model aimed at maximizing the value of the "working crabs." The idea of wasting resources just to visit was even more out of the question.

With Violet and Jacqueline each obtaining corresponding small-scale teleportation abilities, they had more options, and circumstances improved considerably. Especially now, with the little snail that could perform Vortex Transmission multiple times, the short-distance commute between the International Port and Royal Harbor had become as casual as visiting a neighbor’s house. Whenever the mood struck, it was possible to carry small quantities of cargo and people, performing dozens of short-distance teleports in a single day.

Byron considered that Catherine had hardly left Great Tayman Island since she moved in. In the week following the resolution of the Blood Rage Disaster, he had taken her on several tours around the Tayman Archipelago, allowing her to thoroughly appreciate the overseas scenery. After all, if trouble arose at their main base, they could return to provide support within a few breaths, instantly restoring the dominance of a Fourth-tier Heroic Mithril Knight.

Catherine walked to the bedside, casually kicked off her teak slippers, then gracefully climbed onto the bed. She knelt behind Byron, tucking her pale, bare feet beneath her. She supported Byron’s shoulders, letting him rest his head on her round and full thighs. Without asking what unpleasantness he had encountered during his return to Ganquan Palace, she silently threaded her slender fingers through his hair, massaging the acupressure points on his head. The pressure was just right, her technique practiced.

Her rosy lips curved in a gentle smile as she quietly hummed a lullaby.

"You dream of warm sunshine, and stones soften... In front of our home, how wide the road lies..."

Byron’s body and soul felt increasingly relaxed, as if he were gradually floating on a cloud. His heart was calm, devoid of any amorous thoughts, but the sheer coziness of this safe haven was priceless. He looked up, trying to see his sister’s face, but something blocked his view. It is said that a beauty so well-endowed she cannot see her toes when looking down is an extraordinary sight; in truth, the same applies if one looks up and cannot see her face.

A distant look flickered deep within his azure eyes as he spoke softly.

"Sister, did you know? Initially, it was my idea for us to go sit on the ’Coronation Throne.’ And while my cousin truly enjoyed himself, he refused to implicate me even when Uncle beat him until he was crying for his parents, insisting that he was the one who had dragged me along to play.

"Thinking back on it, my cousin was incredibly loyal. He took the fall for me dozens of times since we were little, never once ratting me out. Our bond as cousins was stronger than that of actual brothers. Though, in the end, I never escaped my own share of beatings.

"Looking back, those wonderful moments seem like only yesterday, but suddenly, everything changed, and nothing was the same."