Chinchasuyu, the Hot Spring City of Kahamaka, Royal Palace.
Nearly a week had passed, and Byron, who had almost completely shed his old self, returned here once again.
He was prepared to take the final half-step into becoming a Fourth Order Mythical Creature through the hand of the Fourth Prince Atahualpa.
CLANG! CLANG!...
At this moment, Byron's complexion was rosy, and his entire body had significantly fattened up. When he walked, it felt as if water was sloshing around inside his body and head. His whole body was still filled with a sweet fragrance, as enticing as fine wine, emanating from the two Queens. He feared the two sisters would interpret the sloshing sound as a sign he wasn't full enough. They might then grab his neck and demand he continue to drink. Byron didn't dare complain to anyone and could only continue with the "CLANG, CLANG..." himself. He truly couldn't take in any more; even after a night, he still hadn't digested it all.
