The Moonlight Swordsman



[Warning R18+]

The two armies fought a violent and persistent battle in the dark and gloomy valley. As the clones of the Blood Dragon Mage engaged in a deadly fight with the ghoulish ogres, the gloomy darkness only served to heighten the tension.

As the ogres fought with an unyielding will to wipe out the clones one by one, the blood-spattered battlefield became a terrible spectacle.

"Can you sense him, Vespara?" Sword Emperor spoke, wiping the sweat and blood from his forehead.

The Sword Emperor's frustration rose with every clone he vanquished.

Despite his relentless efforts to locate the real Blood Dragon among the countless duplicates, his mana sense proved futile.

Unable to detect his true essence amidst the chaos, he could only hope Vespara could sense him through his soul.

"No, he's hiding his soul with an artifact; I can't sense anything," Vespara replied, while her eyes focused on the raging battle of the army.

"He is simply hiding and stalling time; either he is preparing for his escape or he has some other plan to deal with us," the Sword Emperor said.

"Then kill every single one of the clones," Vespara replied.

"I was thinking the same."

Meanwhile,

The actual form of the Blood Dragon lay hidden in the churning clouds far above the raging battlefield.

While sipping his tea calmly, he watched the furious battle below with detached enjoyment.

His calm demeanor defied the intensity of the battle going on below him as he enjoyed a moment of relaxation while watching the battle.

"If they both really get serious, half of the kingdom might get destroyed tonight.

"I can handle the sword emperor, but I don't want to face her when she is enraged.

"She will unleash necromancy, soulmancy, and earth power all at once on me," the Blood Dragon sighed. "There are still some hours till the morning.

"Well, I should keep them busy till then...ohooo seems like the sword emperor is trying to do something."

*Crackle*

As the tension reached its peak, the Sword Emperor's body became a conduit for electricity, crackling with raw power.

*Thunder* *Thunder* *Thunder*

At his command, lightning bolts of tremendous energy descended from above and converged around him, enveloping him in a shimmering cocoon.

With a single, determined motion, he released all of that power in an instant. From his extended palm, many serpentine lightning bolts shot out, slicing through the air.

*Zippp* *Zippp* *Zippp* *Zippp* *Zippp* *Zippp*...

They lashed out like a rapid-fire barrage, obliterating the blood dragon clones in a matter of moments.

Their unrelenting assault proceeded unrestrained, lighting up the battlefield with their blinding brilliance until not a single clone remained, leaving only Ghoulish Orges.

As the last echoes of the battle subsided, both the Sword Emperor and Vespara turned their attention towards the enigmatic figure descending from the swirling clouds above.

Despite the destruction of his duplicates, the true Blood Dragon descended with an aura of serene certainty.

"So, are you done or do you have something more?" he said.

"I am just getting started, blood dragon," the sword emperor replied.

"Aren't you both worried that half of the kingdom might get destroyed and many innocents will die if we fight seriously?"

"That's the matter about which the royal family should be worried; I don't care about anyone."

"What about you, Vespara?" Blood Dragon asked, glancing toward her.

"I don't care for anyone."

He sighed.

Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere grew heavy, causing a suffocating pressure to weigh on the Sword Emperor and Vespara.

The blood dragon's eyes glowed a brilliant crimson, sending chills down their spines with their ominous aura.

"Come then, little kids, I will show you the might of a Grade VIII mage."

"Fuck," Sword Emperor whispered.

Does this oldie really want to go serious, or did he forget because of his age we are just acting?" Vespara pondered.

*****

Euphoria Heaven, the dance establishment...

Amidst an intoxicating haze of desire and opulence, the prince found himself entranced by the alluring atmosphere.

As he lay in the middle of the plush mattress, he felt the softness of the cushions all around him.

His noble attire had been discarded, leaving his upper body bare, exposed to the sensual ambiance that surrounded him.

His reddened face showed that he had been indulging in the tempting pleasures of the moment. He became more and more enthralled by the hypnotic appeal of the setting with each inhales of the hookah smoke and swig of his drink.

Rose's lips moved closer to the prince's in an instant of intense yearning.

Their tongues danced in a passionate symphony as they mingled together in an intimate exchange, carrying the essence of the drink from Rose's mouth to the prince's.

A few priceless drops trickled from their lips, adding to the exquisite sensation below.

"Did you like this drink, my prince?" Rose asked after the kiss they just shared.

The prince's lips lingered on hers, and he took a delicious bite, relishing the flavor of their mutual yearning. His tongue caressed her lips with a sensual touch, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake.

He leaned over cautiously, staring at her enormous bosom with lustful eyes. He drew a deep breath and said in a hoarse whisper, "This is the best; I wonder why I didn't visit here before."

"Don't worry, my prince, you can come here anytime you want. I will always be there to welcome you."

The prince's hand moved across their intertwined bodies, his fingers following the curves of Rose's soft flesh. With a deliberate motion, he exposed one of her enticing breasts, its softness beckoning him.

Putting his lips on her bare breast, he sucked gently yet tenaciously. Rose let out a blissful moan, expressing the overwhelming joy she felt.

"Mmmmhhh..

"Yes, my prince, suck it, they are all yours."

The prince's hands skillfully exposed Rose's other breast as his hunger increased.

With insatiable desire, he pressed his lips to each of her bare breasts in turn. His rhythmic sucking mirrored the pounding of their hearts.

"Aaaah...mmm...yes, my prince."