Village Head's Debauchery
Chapter 1055: One-Winged Chains Of Eternal Submission

Chapter 1055: One-Winged Chains Of Eternal Submission

The hall soon fell into silence.

After a few minutes, the large door at the entrance swung open, and Seth walked in.

Not wanting to break character, Orion stood up from his seat and waited for Seth's arrival to greet him.

Seth nodded at him. "I'll leave the rest here for you and the other warriors to handle and return to the Outward Stronghold," he said before turning his attention to the two former leaders, specifically Zarelia. "Follow me." He signalled before walking towards the door once

more.

Zarelia swiftly bowed to Orion before turning around and following Seth.

They both exited the hall, leaving Orion and the Evaline behind.

"Let's head over to a better area," Orion said, turning and stepping towards the door.

Evaline nodded and swiftly followed behind him.

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In a private chamber within the Royal Cave, Orion sat on a bed, facing Evaline, who was opposite him. Her four legs were tucked beneath her as she lay on the bed, her sky-blue robe pulled down to her waist, with her lightweight, mixed leather and metallic armour neatly arranged beside them. Her entire upper body was bare, revealing her enormous, fair breasts that stood proudly, no longer concealed by her baggy robe.

This was the first time Orion had seen a pair of globes that rivalled those of his wives or some of the curvaceous women in the village, and for a moment, he was slightly entranced. But he quickly regained his composure, having grown accustomed to sights like this and not easily swayed by them.

Still, it made him realize how much of her figure had been hidden beneath that robe. As for her lower half, Orion was not the kind of man who shied away from exploring the depths of debauchery; he found it more intriguing than repulsive.

Though Orion could admit that Evaline was attractive, his thoughts weren't focused on that. He restrained himself because those weren't the reasons he had spared her life. Despite her stoic expression, he could see the turmoil in her eyes, understanding that he had ventured deep into the sensitive boundaries of her race's culture.

Even without his status as the Supreme Leader of Paradise, Orion was confident that, as a mere warrior, he could build a meaningful relationship with a centauress, one where they could mutually enjoy each other's company to the fullest.

Suddenly, Orion's thoughts paused, and he furrowed his brows, reflecting on when he began to develop such a mindset. It didn't take long for him to realize that it had started during his time with the Pixies. Surrounded by so many remarkable women, he had come to see it as beneath him to force himself on anyone or to grovel at their feet just because he found them attractive.

Wasn't that the same reason he allowed Isadora to decide for herself whether she wanted to become his concubine? Rather than acting impulsively, he found it far more intriguing to see if Evaline might develop an interest in him on her own and choose to be with him willingly.

Wasn't that a more enticing and rewarding path than seizing the moment now, risking a strange and potentially harmful relationship?

Fortunately, Orion's entire expression was concealed beneath his mask.

"Though I doubt you're foolish enough to go back on your word after being saved by Paradise, it's safer to take precautions," Orion said, his tone firm.

"From this moment onward, you will serve me for the betterment of Paradise with every fibre of your being. You will serve with your mind, offering your knowledge and wisdom to strengthen my cause, and you will think only of my goal. Your body will utilize its strength and skills to protect and fight, moving solely to fulfil my commands. Your soul will belong to me, dictated by every essence of my will. This is your new life and your new purpose. Swear it."

He bit his thumb until blood surfaced, then pressed it against Evaline's chest, inscribing a strange rune onto her skin.

"I swear it. I will serve you loyally and truly until my last breath," Evaline responded, feeling a surge of oppressive power in every movement Orion made.

It reverberated through her entire being, momentarily shocking her with the incredible strength of the warrior before her and the extraordinary technique he was using.

Given her role, Evaline was well-versed in various techniques and arts and recognized this as exceptional. However, she kept her thoughts to herself, observing with dumbfounded awe as changes unfolded within her body.

As Orion finished, he withdrew his hand. The rune gradually solidified into the shape of two vibrant, shimmering white wings-one larger than the other-with a brilliant golden chain coiling around them, binding them tightly.

The technique, known as the 'One-Winged Chains of Eternal Submission,' was a Divine art designed to enforce absolute loyalty and submission from an individual to the caster, akin to a master-slave relationship. Its prerequisites included the master possessing an exceptionally high level of soul power and strength, while the slave had to willingly or forcefully accept the oath. The master used their blood as a special ink to inscribe the rune on the slave's chest, back or any part of their body.

Orion had mastered this Divine art to perfection, making its effectiveness so potent that he could alter the slave's minds, making them see the master's commands as natural and necessary. He could even reshape their thoughts and memories.

Even in death, the slave's soul could be resummoned at his will. Only when Orion willingly released the technique would the slave be genuinely free.

The divine art also granted numerous benefits, including enhanced overall capabilities tied to the master's strength and will. The slave became an extension of the master's power to a limited extent. These powers could not be used independently unless permitted by the master.

The consequences of defying the master or attempting to break the oath were severe, potentially leading to severe backlash or instant death.

Suddenly, Evaline felt a surge of power erupt from her chest, spreading through every fibre of her body. Her body grew hot, and she collapsed onto the side of the bed as her muscles began to break down and reconstruct, causing her aura to rise sharply.