行尸走肉第3季

A few minutes earlier…

Zoey shuttered in pleasure feeling Ryan's hot seed enter her throat. 'Now's not the time to enjoy this, sadly.' Relocating his side inside herself, she stored it later for safekeeping. 'Nice and safe inside my cum box.'

Zoey suddenly felt ripples of energy condense, and a portal appeared, summoning three women. They were all gorgeous, although one looked like she wasn't prepared for battle and was more prepared for a blow-drying session.

However, Zoey wasn't concerned about how Ryan summoned these girls. Why? Simple. Zoey does what Zoey feels like doing. She felt that Ryan was worth sticking to and that she shouldn't ask unnecessary questions.

Feeling a pair of eyes peering in on her, she frowned and turned around. Bunnies had powerful senses; although these people were very good at hiding, she could sniff them out. Not paying any heed to her safety, she started hopping away at full speed toward the watchers.

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Ryan, Izzy, Lizzy, and Emily studied the figure kneeling on the ground.

"My name is Velmuuth, and I'm part of her majesty's great infiltration division."

"Your part of the Empress's death squad?" Izzy asked, withdrawing her scythe from Valmuuth's neck still holding it at the ready.

"She's picky about who she chooses to serve in that division," Lizzy commented to Ryan, seeing his eyebrows raise.

"Ok, if that is true, then you won't mind answering some questions," Izzy said, turning back to Velmuuth.

"What is the national slogan for the Empire?"

"Death to the Holy Alliance."

'I'll have to ask later who's in this Holy Alliance,' Ryan thought.

"Who leads the death squad?

"Her majesty Argallod."

'Argallod? Isn't my tattoo called Son of Argallod?' Ryan thought, checking, while Lizzy continued her questions.

"Ok, you have the general questions correct. Now I will ask you some things that only a few know."

"How often does her majesty smile?"

"Well, that's a trick question. It's not how often, but at what," Velmuuth answered, raising her lowered head to look at Lizzy.

"Explain."

"Her majesty only finds two things worthy of a smile. The death of her enemies and the prosperity of her family."

"Correct."

Ryan turned and looked at Izzy. "How exactly are you related to her majesty?" Ryan asked, after confirming that his tattoo was called Son of Argallod.

"She's our mother," Lizzy added from behind him.

Izzy nodded.

"And you didn't think I needed to know this information?" Ryan said, frowning as he suddenly thought of the girls keeping things from him.

"You didn't know?" Izzy asked, raising her eyebrows as she looked at her sister who only shrugged.

'Right Ryan, no memories, low knowledge. Not everyone is out to get you.' Seeing Ryan wave placatingly Izzy continued.

"Now for something only a member of her majesty's inner circle would know. A secret less than 100 living people are aware of."

"Who is our greatest ally?"

Velmuuth widened her eyes, glancing between Emily and Ryan before turning back to Izzy and asking, "Are they trusted?"

"I'm just as much a royal as they are. Shouldn't you be bowing to me?" Ryan said, turning his lips up in a sneer. "Although you're D-Rank, that doesn't mean I couldn't detach your head from your spine, you insolent swine."

Frowning, Velmuuth turned her head to look at Lizzy and Izzy but seeing them nod, she gulped. "How could I have known? You're not in your demon form, sire."

"I am not a lowly demon!" Ryan roared. 'Who does this vermin think she is to call me, ME, a lowly insect like a demon!'

Feeling two heated gazes from his back, Ryan turned and screamed, "What?"

"Your curse is acting up, your lordship," Izzy said furrowing her brows, sarcastically adding the lordship title to her words.

'Curse? I don't have a curse anymore. It became a skill.' Ryan's hard face left no room for disagreement.

'Oh fuck you, heavens! Just when I thought you were being kind.'

Looking inside his mind, he saw the all-too-familiar red energy flowing into his mind, making his thoughts more primal.

'This energy hasn't reappeared since I upgraded my race.'

'Wait a second… don't tell me.'

[Congratulations on upgrading to E-Rank in Cultivation]

[Congratulations on gaining the ability 'Harem Summon']

[Congratulations on upgrading the following abilities: Overlord's Pleasure Aura, Overlord of Lust, Overlord's Harem Conversion, Overlord's Harem Palace]

[Please note because your race rank is no longer superior to your cultivation, your curse 'Primal Evolution' has become active again]

'I'm such an idiot,' Ryan thought, slapping his forehead. 'My curse didn't transform into Izzy's ability. It was just inactive.'

'That means I'll have to deal with both… at least until I can level up my race.'

Ryan cleared away the negative energy and looked at Velmuuth, scratching his cheek. "Sorry about my temper," Ryan said, shrugging, " but you're not going to get more out of me. Be grateful for that much."

'Although I want to apologize further, she needs to see me as someone superior.'

Velmuuth, who was still kneeling, lowered her head. "Your words, although hurtful, I know, come from a place of misunderstanding, not malice."

'Nope. I definitely meant them as an insult.'

"You obviously don't know that Zol'Gan Empire is the third strongest empire in the world since the humans would rather you believe we are weak beings. So I know your words come out of a misplaced belief indoctrinated by your empire."

'Nope. Never heard of the Zol'Gan Empire before today.'

"Seeing as you don't know how to activate your royalty symbol, I can only assume you also don't know about the powers associated with royalty."

'Nop- well, yeah. I'm as naïve as Emily on this topic. Not about to admit that, though…'

"What's the answer to the question?" Ryan asked, pulling out his stick from the ground and waving it threateningly at Velmuuth. "We still can't confirm who you say you are."

"And her, your lordship?" Velmuuth asked with a slight smile on her face.

"She's with me," Ryan said, wrapping his hand around Emily and her slightly damp towel.

The slight smile on her face dropped and her expression became solemn, "Our secret alliance, one we are not to share with anyone is..."