Kale relaxed hearing his words and scoffed as he patted his hands, feeling as if he dirtied his hands by slapping her.
"I guess my job here is done since I only wanted you to meet the real Farah. I will take care of the rest, brother. You should finalize on the attack plans," Tristen advised as Kale slowly nodded and left before shooting a glare towards Farah.
Farah let out a frustrated sigh as she got up while caressing her cheek.
"I thought you were used to getting slapped," Damien said sarcastically, seeing her annoyed expression.
"Hmph, what can I do if my fate is so unfortunate?" Farah said with a pinched expression though seeing that the demoness Alena was not around, she decided to make an attempt at least.
She suddenly changed her expression into that of a shy beauty and sashayed towards Godnim, "Master Godnim~ I think we might have gotten off on the wrong foot. How about we stay here for some more time and get to know each other better? I am sure you would find me quite...pleasant~" Farah loosened her robes without any hesitation, revealing her innerwear as her half-naked breasts were covered by a tightly wrapped fabric, making them look even more prominent.
With her curves and beauty, a simple man would have long fallen at her feet, but unfortunately, she was seducing the wrong person.
Damien only wrinkled his nose seeing this woman making desperate attempts at seducing him, and when she was about to get near him, a man stood before Damien, "Farah, how could you cheat on your lover with his friend like this? If you want, let's continue our business here while my friend Godnim can have his rest somewhere else," Tristen said with a leering gaze, making Farah's expression suddenly tighten and become unsightly.
"You!!" Farah clenched her fists, seeing that Godnim was making Tristen act like this on purpose to infuriate her, especially knowing that she used to have sex with his dead slave.
And seeing Tristen's face up close again and his lustful gaze, she felt like killing him again and still couldn't understand how Godnim was able to turn Tristen into such a perfect and sophisticated slave.
At best, she could only make corpse puppets that not only were too dumb but also could be easily detected by experts unless she went the extra mile to take careful measures.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})She wanted to know what secret lay inside Tristen but was unable to find out when she tried to look into his soul.
All she saw was that some kind of dark soul essence was inside Tristen's soul plane though it didn't make sense to her at all since she believed that once a person dies, their soul essence would also disappear.
Otherwise, the presence of soul essence could mean there could be some kind of life inside that body though she couldn't understand why the soul essence was too small and jet black in color.
She felt that maybe Tristen was not really dead, but Godnim or his Master used some kind of dark arts to cut away most of Tristen's soul essence and corrupted the remaining part to control him like this.
So she took relief in the fact that maybe she didn't really have sex with a dead person technically, though she had no idea how far she was from the truth.
Farah put on her robes again, seeing that this boy was surprisingly immune to her seduction and had no idea how a girl like Alena was able to make him this loyal, especially making him have eyes only for her.
She thought there could be no man who would resist her for no reason, especially when she had dealt with so many men.
"Now get out! I have work to do, and you have a mission to fulfill. I believe I don't have to repeat myself," Damien said as he crossed his arms.
"Hmph, I am not dumb to forget things. I will get you your Pandemonium Needles for god knows what reason," Farah said with squinted eyes before leaving with clenched fists.
She had done a lot of desperate things to not fall under someone's control like this, but only now she realized how stupid and overconfident she was.
Damien thought that he should return to the Xeton Empire after solving this situation since he now has Kale in the bag to take care of things in the Gale Empire.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Hours passed as the skies became dark soon, marking the arrival of night-time.
The Shizar Palace was still covered by an ethereal barrier, with cultivators from the Forsaken guarding the perimeter from within the barrier.
However, at this late hour, a slender figure was sneaking around the back of the palace grounds after making her way in through the ethereal barrier.
This figure was none other than Valentina, who was tasked with the mission to find a way to deactivate the barrier when the time came for Damien to launch an attack.
She also had to make sure that the little king and his sister, Ai, along with her lover, should get away safely.
She observed the shift timings of the Forsaken cultivators secretly and noticed that for five minutes every two hours, only one person would be guarding the ethereal formation that was powering the barrier.
It seemed to her that Drake was pretty confident of his own men and also the fact that nobody else could enter the barrier without his knowledge.
After finding this out, she surveyed the layout of the palace in disguise using her Mask of Mischief, pretending to be an ordinary servant.
She then found a path she could take from within the palace to sneak out the little king and his people.
'I should get back now,' Valentina believed that she had surveyed all the necessary things for now.
After getting back to her tent, Damien asked, "So, are we good?"
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Valentina nodded with a smile, "I am ready whenever you are."
Damien curved his lips, "Good. Then I guess we are launching our attack tomorrow night!"
