"So does that mean I cannot claim you?"

Yes, that was the only thing he worries about.

He cannot claim Arvina Skyfall for reasons, now if a shiny trophy like Amaya would join her as well then…

It would be disappointing…

"I cannot say for certain."

Amaya didn't reject or accept.

The best case scenario would, of course, be a no. However, she knew well enough to not reject the king like this.

It is always better than if the King checks it on his own.

"You are not certain?"

The King raised his eyebrow.

"…" Amaya stayed silent, however, the King knew what her silence met.

"Alright, I guess I would have to check it out myself."

The King muttered and Amaya smiled inwardly.

The King reacted just like she imagined him to.

So does that mean the King would touch her?

Of course not.

She wouldn't have done something like this if that was the case.

"Last time, it was an Advance Stage Cultivator, this time, we will try it with Master Stage Cultivator."

Yes, the King would make a servant touch his wife.

The King turned around and ordered a soldier.

"Call any Master Stage Cultivator here."

"As you command, your Royal Highness."

The soldier rushed out and a few minutes later, a man walked into the room.

The King observed the man and noticed that he was a Master Stage Cultivator.

"You know why you are called here, correct?" The King questioned.

"Yes, your Highness." The man bowed.

"Alright, you can continue."

The King nodded.

The man then walked passed the King and moved towards Amaya and soon, a big, evil smile appeared on his face.

Amaya Skyfall, is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his entire life. The Queen or any other Royal Concubine were not even close to her when it came to beauty.

Amaya Skyfall's beauty was simply otherworldly.

And today, he was going to taste this otherworldly concubine.

Does he not know about the curse?

Of course, he does.

He knows that there are chances that he would lose his life due to the curse however, he also knew that even if he survives the curse, the King would kill him in one way or another.

The King may allow another man to touch his trophy, however, he would never let that man live.

There is no way a man like that would exist.

Therefore, he knew he would die either way. He had already accepted that.

However,

He won't die without tasting the forbidden fruit.

He would bathe in the pleasure of sleeping with the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

Actually, he snorts at the previous man, that Advance Stage Cultivator Bastard who pulled out without even tasting it.

What a loser!

A pussy!

He, however, was different.

He was planning to go all the way and would make sure that the king listens to his wife moaning in pleasure.

Thinking about that, his smile widened even more and he extended his hands towards Amaya's perfect breasts.

However, as soon as his hands came 10 cm close to Amaya's body, the Black Mist surrounding Amaya reacted.

The man noticed a small, disdainful smirk on Amaya's face and his eyes widened in surprise.

However, before he could react, a large amount of Black Mist entered his body. He tried using Mana to block it off however, more and more Black Mist entered his body from his arms, legs, shoulders, and everywhere.

Soon, the man was surrounded by Black Mist.

"AAAHHH!!! SAVE ME!! SAVE MEE!"

The man screamed in horror as everything around him turned black.

He quickly learned that it was better to use more Mana to push out the Black Mist out of his body, however, the amount of Black Mist surrounding his body was too much.

He couldn't deal with that with his Mana alone.

Also, the Black Mist continued to Devour his Organs and his resistance started decreasing.

His hands, feet, shoulders, everything turned grey and soon, his body fell to the ground.

With all his body turned grey, the man didn't have any way to resist the Dark Mist, the Mist continued devouring the Man, his organs, bones, and blood vessels, in the end, nothing of that man was left.

Even his clothes were devoured.

The Man completely disappeared from the room.

There were no traces left at all.

And all of this happened in just 5 minutes.

Yes, a Master Stage Cultivator was completely helpless and died within 5 minutes.

That was how scary the Devouring Mist was.

"…"

The people who witnessed this scene turned silent.

Their eyes then fell silent and seeing the lost, confused, and terrified look on her face, they knew that she was scared as well.

"It has become a lot stronger than before."

The King commented with a solemn face.

"Indeed." Kelton nodded in worry.

"The Advance Stage Cultivator died a month after this incident, also, unlike what happened today, his body didn't disappear.

Your curse has been strengthened for some reason."

The King turned towards Amaya and muttered.

Hearing his words, Amaya smiled disdainfully.

'Of course, he died differently.'

The man never died due to a curse.

He was killed.

By her.

Well, she did not do it herself, but she ordered his death.

"…Will I survive?" suddenly, Amaya questioned with a weak look on her face.

Seeing her like that, Kelton's heart throbbed in pain.

In the end, she was just a little girl.

This curse was too much for someone like her.

Why is fate so cruel to her?

"I do not know. I will continue looking for the cure, you stay here and do whatever you wish." The King muttered.

After this demonstration, there was no way he would touch this woman.

There are chances that he will survive; however, he wasn't willing to risk it.

Risking his life for a mere woman was a completely stupid idea.

In the end, he could always find another woman.

Amaya, who saw his expression smiled inwardly.

She was correct.

This man did just what she expected he would do.

'It was successful.'

She muttered and in that instance, she received an answer.

'Good job,

My beautiful Amaya.'