As Maron left the shrine, he inhaled deeply as he looked up at the skies, murmuring, "Do you hear me,


    Maron Ocean? It''s time you pay."


    Meanwhile, Maron brought Silverbell to the infirmary''s bed, ready to undress her, when she caught his


    hand.


    "What are you... doing..." Silverbell was heaving, her eyes unfocused and her whole body twitching,


    though she still retained her consciousness.


    Even as she kept fighting the Passion Dust''s effect, she was shivering as she cringed toward the other


    end of the bed.


    "Please don''t resist, Lady Silverbell. I''ve found the way to clear the poison from your veins."


    Maron was grinning darkly as he unbuttoned his shirt and moved closer. "Don''t worry—the Passion


    Dust is the real deal. I spent a fortune buying it from the South Sea, so that you''d have an unforgettable


    experience of carnal pleasure. You can''t resist it even if you''vepleted Birthright—you have to be


    Ascendant rank, or you wouldn''t even know what hit you."


    "I-It was you." Silverbell drew her sword, pointing it at Maron''s face and intent on killing him right then.


    However, her limbs were limp, and she felt as if her meridian nexus was on fire, and she certainly did


    not have the strength to wield her sword.


    Now, she was no more than a weak and vulnerable girl, withdrawing as she heaved and resisted the


    fire in her loins, shrieking at Maron to stop him.


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    Even so, he kept closing in. "Come on, Lady Silverbell. I heard that you''re a virgin. That''s just amazing.


    I can''t wait to see you write beneath me! Hahaha. Don''t worry, we''re getting married soon, and I''ll spoil


    you to bits. You''ll be a part of Sage Lake Sect, after all!"


    He knocked the sword out of Silverbell''s grasp, but just as he reached for her clothes, Silverbell


    suddenly struck his face with her scabbard.


    "Go. away!" she panted, leaning against the wall as she shuddered.


    "You bitch." Maron could feel the swelling on his cheek.


    Even as he gritted his teeth, the pain sent his animal instincts into overdrive.


    Seizing the scabbard from Silverbell, he pped her twice!


    "Fucking bitch!" he screamed. "I''m ying nice, so stay down or I''d have to get rough!"


    Maron lunged at Silverbell right then, tearing her clothes into pieces even as she lost the will to fight


    back, with the fear and rage in her eyes reced by confusion.


    "Hahaha! That''s it! That''s it! Keep writhing for me!" Maronughed in excitement.


    The woman was really naive, allowing him to have her unimpeded!


    "Hey, Maron."


    Suddenly, Maron felt someone pping a hand on his bare shoulder.


    "What?! Who the fuck are you?!" Maron snapped without even looking behind. "I''ve warned the lot of


    you not to bother me! Are you people deaf... Frank Lawrence?!"


    Maron finally turned when he was finished with his outburst and froze when he realized who it was.


    Naturally, it was Frank, who had entered quietly after dealing with the guards outside.