novelraw Chapter 913 - 2: Bloodstained Salon!
Chapter 913 - 2: Bloodstained Salon!
This world has many goddesses.
But for the most part, they fall into two categories: one is whores, and the other is manipulative bitches.
So don’t look up to goddesses too much. Adopt the principle of using what you can; don’t miss out on good girls and don’t waste the bad ones.
The luxurious mansion in front of you is the site of a grand debauchery party hosted by the Sargent financial magnates in collaboration with the Cult of Pleasure. Of course, on the surface, it’s not that chaotic; at least near the main hall, it’s normal revelry, but in the small rooms and corners around the mansion, that’s not necessarily the case.
However, revelry is just part of the process. The most important aim is to reach a collaborative intention with each other.
Revelry also requires money.
Hedonists without financial support, what kind of pleasure can they enjoy?
If it weren’t for the Goddess of Joy, Lierla, taking over the Divine Position of Wealth, the Cult of Pleasure couldn’t be so extravagant and indulgent. Before she became good friends with the Goddess of Wealth, the Cult of Pleasure was relatively poor.
The so-called good friends naturally understand each other.
Regardless of what thoughts the upper echelon of the Goddess of Joy has, the cult serving her below is intent on exploiting the Goddess of Wealth’s domain. You must know that the financial magnates were initially devout followers of Waukeen, the Goddess of Wealth. Now, whoever manages the Divine Position of Wealth, they support.
Whoever provides becomes the mother.
In Sargent, money can buy you everything you want, including faith.
This is truly a place where money is supreme.
In the gilded grand hall.
The Mother of Great Bliss overlooked everything around, her beautiful face tinged with arrogance, her full chest, and long, firm legs reflecting brilliantly under the magical crystal lamps. After nightfall, her white skin seemed to emit a faint Spiritual Light, even without casting any Spell, she could float above the ground—this was the Divine Grace of Lierla, the Goddess of Joy.
This was also a nearly cost-free levitation skill she acquired after being favored and ravished by the Goddess of Joy, shedding her mortal form.
The Mother of Great Bliss is the leader of the Cult of Pleasure. Under her command are some of the most elite courtesans in human society.
Beautiful, skilled, considerate, understanding, and opportunistic.
A courtesan doesn’t necessarily engage in promiscuity, as they understand their purpose is to please others. They become whatever others need them to be, and until they find the most suitable buyer, they can be more virtuous than the fiercest chastity.
An adept courtesan will never turn herself into a cheap public commodity because that wouldn’t fetch a high price.
The closer the maids around the Mother of Great Bliss are to concubines, the higher their value.
Duncan watched as the pleasure dancer, Lila, left. Her relationship with the Human Form was somewhat similar to a casual partner. To call her a lover would be an exaggeration. As a cold and heartless dark guardian, there’s no such thing as a lover.
In the Cult of Pleasure, there are many who behave like shared bicycles. Although they perform well, personal use of public resources is inappropriate.
Given his current reputation and strength, the Mother of Great Bliss sent renowned high-level courtesans like Lila to woo him, and Lila cast a wide net to catch as many as possible. Besides Duncan-Starfall, she was also secretly involved with others.
No one here is a saint, and the gods they believe in aren’t particularly virtuous either, so there’s no need to pretend to be a gentleman.
The Human Form’s initial motto was ’pay to play, use if offered,’ focusing on being passive and not wasting opportunities.
Duncan’s expression remained indifferent, ignoring the illicit escapades in the small cubicles. The numerous business tycoons each had their own means to forge connections, and there was no need to detail their peculiar little quirks.
Because the Human Form could even sense a hint of demonic aura.
"Enchanting Demon."
"Aren’t you afraid the Enchanting Demon will suck you dry?"
Summoning demons also requires a price. When mortals can’t satisfy their twisted desires, the demons from the Bottomless Abyss become the best choice.
But ordinary people can’t summon demons, let alone control them.
Enchanting Demons are indeed capable of draining life.
Duncan’s figure moved through a dim corridor. As a spark of firelight appeared in front, he saw a shiny, reflective bald head and a distinctive red robe.
——Red Robe Mage (Neutral) (Three-Star Gold).
Velarian Flame Skull.
In Sargent, there is a Red Robe Mage rental, on a very small piece of land. No one knows exactly what kind of dealings they are involved in, but near Falling Star Sea there are indeed things the Red Robe Mages desire.
A group of nefarious mages, bought by financial magnates, also serving them.
Mages are in dire need of money.
As long as the price is paid, Red Robe Mages can serve as private advisors, assassins, employees, and more.
"Is there still one more not present?" Duncan frowned.
The other Red Robe Mage is a woman named Selena Shadow Devourer, a beautiful bald witch who possesses the ability to summon demons from the Bottomless Abyss. Duncan also knows that her contract with the Enchanting Demon isn’t one of enslavement but rather to help the Enchanting Demon find some ’supplies’ in the mortal world.
There are always some heavy-taste folks that only the Enchanting Demon from the Bottomless Abyss can satisfy.
Not far away, Velarian Flame Skull glanced at Duncan, nodding slightly as a sign of respect. The Human Form was once a guardian of the Great Vault, a particularly special status since they guarded the largest treasury in the world.
Shortly thereafter, Duncan saw another bald head, Selena Shadow Devourer. Her sinister face was marked with magical runes, and she held a magical whip in her hand, seemingly surprised at his presence here.