Chapter 009: Temptation

Boris sat quietly by a pile of campfires. Though the flames emitted a warm glow, he felt an icy chill throughout his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t relieve even a fraction of that cold.
He shivered slightly, his aluminum flask clinking noisily in his hand. Finally, he raised it again and took a gulp of strong liquor, which brought a slight warmth to his body.
At the same time, his gaze quietly fell on a figure not far away.
Chris, my goddess! Why lie here before me like this?
Boris licked his dry lips with his tongue. His heart burned with conflicting desires, clouding his mind.
Finally, Boris slowly stood up. Perhaps to gain courage, he downed the last bit of liquor in his flask, threw it aside, then staggered over to Chris.
Chris’s face was pale, with cold sweat constantly beading on her forehead. Her once rosy lips also appeared somewhat pale. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, her clothes sticking tightly to her frame, outlining breathtaking curves. Under the dim light of the fire, her silhouette appeared incredibly alluring.
She was lying on a large red fur blanket, seemingly woven from the fur of some magical beast. Yet, against the backdrop of the blanket, her emaciated figure seemed even more tempting.
Boris swallowed hard, his heart pounding wildly. He let out a low growl, followed by moans of his own making. His eyes seemed to be on fire.
Suddenly, he felt his lips grow hot and dry, and he couldn’t resist the urge to drink something. His eyes scanned the surroundings before settling on Chris’s lips.
That stunningly red hue!
At that moment, Boris suddenly forgot his purpose here—to protect Chris. He was there by Ordas’s orders. All he knew was how desperately he wanted to tear off Chris’s clothes and indulge in her body, which he had longed for day and night…
This opportunity was fleeting. If he didn’t act now, he might never get another chance.
Boris grinned, biting his lips until blood flowed. His right hand trembled as it reached out, with a clear goal in mind.

But at that moment, the weak Chris suddenly let out a low moan. Boris jumped up like a frightened rabbit. It took him a while before he slowly bent down to take a close look at her. Chris’s eyes were slightly open, her beautiful face bearing an indescribable allure. Though her gaze was unfocused, it remained bright. Boris felt a shiver run down his spine at that look and didn’t know what to say for a moment. Chris let out a faint sigh. With her intelligence, how could she not guess what Boris had been trying to do just now? Yet she was also aware of her own condition, so she pretended not to know anything and said in a low voice, “Boris, where… where is this? Could it be inside that monster’s stomach?” Boris was momentarily stunned and quickly replied, “Senior Chris, this is the Divine Palace… we’ve already entered…” Chris nodded slightly and asked, “Then where are the others? Where have they all gone?” Boris hesitated before saying, “Apart from me and Senior Aldas, everyone else has sacrificed themselves…” Chris was stunned, her face filled with sorrow. She didn’t know what was going through her mind, and after a long while, she asked hesitantly, “Then… where is Senior Aldas?” Boris replied, “Senior Aldas has gone to the Divine Palace. He probably won’t be back anytime soon.” Chris nodded slightly and slowly closed her eyes. For a moment, she couldn’t say anything. Her chest rose and fell gently, making her even more alluring. Boris stood strangely beside her, his face turning pale and red alternately. Eventually, his desire overpowered his reason. A deep roar came from the depths of his throat, and he rushed at Chris. Though severely injured and weak, Chris wasn’t completely unconscious. She immediately sensed something was wrong with Boris and rolled away with all her strength, just managing to avoid his attack. Enduring the pain all over her body, she struggled to get up and said, “Boris… what… what are you doing…” Seeing her movements, Boris felt some fear at first, but soon realized how badly she was injured. He grinned, his smile filled with an indescribably lewd aura. Chris looked at him and couldn’t recognize him as the Boris she knew.

Boris laughed a few times, reached out to pull open his shirt, and whispered, “Senior Kris, look… all of our people are dead… Even the two of us don’t know when we’ll die… Since we’re all going to die, why not have some fun at this last moment? And if I’m not mistaken, Senior Kris, you’ve always been too proud to look down on anyone. All these years, you haven’t taken a liking to anyone—so naturally, you don’t know what it’s like to be a woman either. Well then, at this final moment, let me show you what it’s like to be a woman.”

Kris was in a state of panic. When in her life had she encountered such a situation? Even at Roland Academy, those who coveted her beauty always stayed respectful out of fear of her backing. Faced with such blatant humiliation, she was completely helpless.

If it were the old her, she would have drawn her sword and split Boris in two right away. But right now, no matter how hard she tried, her body remained weak, and her combat energy seemed to have vanished entirely.

Seeing her reaction, Boris’s smile grew even more arrogant. He suddenly reached out, grabbed Kris’s shirt, and gave it a gentle pull—her clothes tore apart with a rustle, revealing the light green bandeau underneath.

Kris screamed, covering her chest with her hands, but her breasts were too large for her frail arms to protect. Her shy demeanor only made her more alluring. Boris felt his whole body burn with desire. With a lewd laugh, he lunged at her again.

Kris’s body went limp. She tried to escape but couldn’t anymore. She could only close her eyes and grit her teeth to prevent herself from crying out in humiliation.

But after a while, there was no violent assault as she had expected. Curiously, she slightly opened her eyes and was surprised to see that two more people had appeared in the ruined house. Although they hadn’t done anything, Boris was so terrified by their sudden appearance that he couldn’t move.

The man at the front suddenly let out a low laugh. He turned to look at Kris and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Oh my… Coming here at this moment really isn’t the right time for me… Miss Kris… What kind of game are you two playing? If it’s flirting, I’m not opposed to stepping back first and coming in again after you two have had your fun.”

Kris was momentarily stunned and couldn’t say anything. She had thought she couldn’t escape being humiliated, but she never expected the situation to turn out like this.

In fact, Du Fan and Ferre had been watching from the side for a long time, but Boris, blinded by lust, hadn’t noticed them at all. Du Fan didn’t remember Boris, but Boris recognized Du Fan. Looking at Du Fan’s smiling face, he couldn’t help but hiss, “So it’s you! Great! Great!”

“Great what?” Du Fan said calmly. “I ruined your plans. Don’t you hate me?”

Boris spat and said, “Du Fan, I’m not Ordas. I won’t be fooled by your tricks. I’m giving you two choices: either leave quietly, or lose your life here!”

Du Fan nodded. “Those are indeed two decent options. But unfortunately, first, I do have some sort of relationship with Miss Kris. It wouldn’t sit well with me to see you do something to her like that. So sorry, I can’t leave. As for the second option, though leaving my life here seems like an ideal choice, I still have a lot of accounts to settle with others, so I naturally can’t give you my life. How about this… How about you leave your life here instead?”

Boris sneered and said in a low voice, “Du Fan, don’t be shameless. If you’re that unashamed, don’t blame me for not being polite.”

With that, he slowly drew the long sword at his waist. Immediately, a glow of combat energy enveloped the blade, and a fierce killing intent surged toward him—truly an impressive display of power.

Du Fan touched his nose and chuckled softly. “Ah… Ah… Esteemed sir I don’t know your name… You seem quite formidable!”