Black Sail
Chapter 245: CCXLV. New Year’s Eve Carnival

Chapter 245: CCXLV. New Year’s Eve Carnival

Overly sensuous scenes struck his heart like a potent drug injected directly through a syringe, the plunger fully depressed. After a tingle on his scalp, Liszt had lost all logical thought.

The fashion sense of Dreya was indeed moving, whether it be Goria’s V-shaped dress straps and lush gauze revealing her slender curves, or Meredith wrapped in purple lace, her tall, wild legs laid bare.

They were like thunderbolts piercing straight through Liszt’s mind.

In the middle, Mo Yutong covered her mouth with one hand and with the other, she shielded the custom-made garment of intertwined straps that made her feel somewhat ashamed.

This was a masterpiece, the pinnacle of art!

Liszt’s mouth went dry; he knew he must join them right away.

"Don’t get any wild ideas, you’re just a shared... Emperor of Rome."

Goria had been given a forewarning and didn’t particularly like Liszt. She saw him as merely a tool among sisters, a case of loving the house and its crows.

Meredith had already been handled manually, and Mo Yutong had been taken down. The two women were now lost in the land of tenderness, their eyes threading silk, only hoping to add a fierce blaze to the already white-hot New Year’s celebration.

"Thank you..."

Liszt was moved, he wrapped his arms around Dreya’s waist, her skin beneath the sheer fabric, "I don’t know what to say, I love you too much."

Dreya gave a playful smile.

In the bedroom, sparks from the fireplace wood burst forth, the velvet mattress was quite warm, and there was a fragrance in the air, all indescribably wonderful.

With a twist, she pushed Liszt onto the bed.

She tightened the laces of the garment on her own body, the black gauze clinging to her skin.

Suddenly, Liszt sensed a hint of danger.

Dreya clapped her hands.

"Lily, Little Mei, and... Yutong, the main course is served."

Dreya’s smile showed off her well-maintained, neatly white teeth, with two sharp fangs, her expression becoming increasingly aggressive.

Liszt realized that the five women were Dreya’s meal!

Immediately after.

Dreya bent over like a cat, creeping closer, her blood-red hair falling like a waterfall, her red lips pressed down, biting towards Liszt’s neck.

The Vampire’s fang marks drew fresh red from each individual.

After that, Liszt became a completely communal Emperor of Rome.

Constantly being used.

The shimmer of the sheer fabric brushed by in a daze and the gloss on their lips.

They crazily poured wine over themselves.

The clear, glistening droplets of wine sparkled with an exquisite glow under the fluorite lighting, waiting for Liszt to partake, and for the next person.

As the countdown to the New Year approached, outside, the noise of the fireworks grew louder and louder, the sound and movement becoming increasingly intense. The multi-tiered fireworks bloomed in the sky, intertwining too many vivid flowers, escalating to a frenzy, as if releasing all of Heaven Port’s repressed pain along with the pleasures of this mortal Purgatory.

Until the moment of the New Year.

Officially entering the year 1293 of the Aran Calendar, 2690 of the Holy Spirit Calendar.

January 1st.

At that moment, the fireworks reached their climactic peak, the crowd cheering, shouting, even hysterical, an unrestrained soulful scream spreading from deep within to their entire bodies.

Snow had slowly stopped falling, and since it was already the Start of Spring according to the strict division of seasonal terms, the snow would soon melt into water, gradually calming down.

The noise from the fireworks gradually quieted down, yet some madmen continued to set them off with more enthusiasm than even the master of the castle, stealing the spotlight.

Meanwhile, inside the castle east of town.

Rousing from the excessively debaucherous scene, Goria went to the washroom to rinse her mouth, pushed aside a strand of hair damp with sweat from her forehead, got dressed, and after the wild merriment had subsided, she left the bedroom guiltily without a word.

"Lily..."

Meredith followed her out, even the stamina of a Heroic Level adventurer seemed insufficient, and she, one of the main forces, steadied herself on the back of a chair before quickly following.

"Uhm... I’ll go make some late-night snacks."

Mo Yutong wrapped herself in Liszt’s bathrobe; it was a rather embarrassing outfit.

In the room, only Liszt and Dreya remained.

Dreya lifted his chin, kissed him, then let go completely calm and asked Liszt to fetch a book from the study for her. After reading for a while and feeling tired, she was ready to rest.

Liszt collapsed on the bed, his mind going completely blank.

"What kind of expression is that?"

Dreya found it a bit amusing. Was it really necessary?

Liszt realized that Dreya slept with them every day. He was truly jealous. It was a special New Year’s permission, and after that, he would no longer have such an opportunity.

"Alright, this is your reward. As long as you behave well, it’s not impossible... go through the main door."

Dreya said calmly.

"You’re really my dear wife!"

Liszt was so touched he nearly choked.

But soon, Liszt received a warning.

What Dreya gave, belonged to Liszt. If she didn’t give it, Liszt was not allowed to seek it, otherwise, it would be considered cheating.

The consequences... were terrifying.

Swallowing hard, Liszt wondered what he would do when it came time to bring Sharon over. Dreya really hated clergymen. According to Old Wei, Dreya didn’t speak to Caroso for three months while she was in charge of the inn, just mutually ignoring each other.

After fetching Dreya’s book.

"Who exactly is Guan Yu?"

Dreya had already learned the concept of Earth from Mo Yutong, even about Liszt’s hometown. The wooden carving on the second floor of the inn was of Guan Yu.

Liszt was speechless. Mo Yutong had already sold him out, having lived with his own wife for a few days and spilling everything. Did he reveal any school stories that could damage their marital relationship?

"Loyal Martial Spirit of Righteousness, Benevolence, Courage, Sincerity, and Peace Praise Emperor Guan."

Liszt explained, thinking that with his level of bragging about the gods of the Western Continent, it had to be Second Master looking out for him.

Dreya raised her exquisite eyebrows. Did it have to be so long? Even the gods of the Western Continent usually have shorter names.

"Let’s not talk about that, I might want to go there and take a look."

Dreya flipped through the pages, yawning with sleepiness.

"Ah?"

Liszt was shocked.

He liked a phrase from the Black Sail Captain, "Ah?"

How in the world are you planning to go there? I don’t even know where to buy a ticket.

"You’ve hidden too many things from me, but because you behaved so well the day before yesterday, I let you off. The accident at the underground research facility, that magician... hmm."

Dreya tried to recall any relevant individuals from her memory, the most powerful ones from the past two or three hundred years, but ultimately found no clues.

Such things had already left the realm of magic, more like a kind of mighty force. How could a human possess it?

Liszt took a deep breath, realizing that Dreya’s achievements were obviously higher than his own.

Dreya was indeed very powerful and could easily handle the people on the island.

But this was not something for her to meddle in. What he had to face was far more than these characters; those at the very top of power, to whom even people like Marcus Joshua had to bow, were too dangerous.

"This is none of your business."

Liszt walked with some difficulty, having been drained and serving the public was indeed too exhausting. He then sat on the lounge chair, deciding to sleep there for the night.

Dreya didn’t say anything. He just liked to act tough.

"Be nicer to them; I don’t want trouble in my harem."

Dreya couldn’t lack affection for these three delicate ladies.

Liszt’s eyelid twitched.

At this point, it had become an art; not only was everyone their own harem, but Dreya even dared to upstage the host, making it seem like he was her wife.

Liszt was somewhat infuriated.

"D*mn harem, today I’m going to deal with you properly, to show you who’s the boss."

"Heh, you want to try?"

Liszt decided to risk his life to accompany his wife, for a one-on-one duel to the death.