The Sinful Life of The Emperor

Throughout the world, news of Kiba's movements toward Eden spread like wildfire.

There was disbelief and shock, with no one believing Kiba would actually enter Eden. Everyone thought it was either a rumor or that Kiba had gone crazy.

If it was the former, there was nothing to worry about. But if it was the latter, there would be another change in the fragile power structure of the world.

After all, Kiba had just joined the World Council. And just after joining the council, he was eyeing the domain of another council member?!

This meant war with the Ice Queen!

But the reality was vastly different from everyone's imagination.

Kiba's yacht stopped before towering limestone peaks that rose from the shores of Eden. Just as his eyes opened, a sweet, spicy scent hit him, and he looked up.

An ordinary man might have mistaken the scent as that of exotic vegetation from the archipelago, but not Kiba.

His eyes landed on the source of the scent: a group of five warriors on the peaks. All of them were tall and athletic, with piercing eyes that locked onto Kiba as if he was not welcome here.

Kiba ignored their judgmental gaze and studied them. They were dressed in armor made of gleaming metal, with long flowing capes attached to their shoulders. Each one was adorned with different intricate designs and symbols, perhaps representing their positions or personalities.

But Kiba's focus wasn't on their attire as much as it was on their physique. They had chiseled features and toned muscles, giving them an imposing presence.

"I thought Eden would be full of frail and fragile maidens..." Kiba shook his head.

He might be a master of psychology, but just like every ordinary man, he had formed a perception of Eden without knowing anything.

"I believe you are here to welcome me," Kiba started when he got nothing from the warriors except their fierce gaze.

"We're supposed to welcome a man?!" A warrior named Aurora scoffed.

She had short, cropped black hair, and her piercing green eyes were filled with anger.

"All our lives we have protected this land from the disease known as men! And you actually think we will welcome you?!" She demanded.

Kiba's lips spread into a smile, and he answered, "Yes, I do, unless your queen is backing out of her words."

Aurora's eyebrows creased together.

Queen.

Hearing a man speak of her ruler made her furious, but it also reminded her of the orders. Her Highness had made an exception to the sacred law for this man, and they had to allow him entry.

"We are here to guide you in," another warrior named Tempest spoke. "And remember, Her Highness is always true to her words."

"I'm counting on that," Kiba slowly rose to his feet and spread his arms to take a stretch.

Aurora looked at Kiba with disgust. Until today, whenever men saw them, they would beg them to spare their lives.

But now, a man was leisurely taking a stretch as if he was in a garden! He didn't have any fear, or even basic regard for them! It was like their presence was insignificant!

"Her Highness... why would she make an exception to the sacred law?!"

Aurora internally complained, but she didn't dare voice her thoughts. No matter how much she hated violating what she stood for, she would follow the orders.

Kiba, in the meantime, completed his stretching. He flipped his sleeves and released telekinetic force.

Swoosh~!

From the interior of the yacht, a bottle of beer flew out.

Kiba brought the bottle to his mouth and used his teeth to pop off the cap. The frothy liquid poured into his mouth, refreshing him after a long journey.

Aurora stared at him in disbelief.

Just who does he think he is, drinking like this? And that too when they were waiting for him?!

"Hmm?"

Kiba felt her stare and lowered the bottle.

"Do you want a sip?" he asked with a smile, raising the bottle. "I don't mind sharing."

Aurora's face twisted with rage.

He has the guts to ask her to drink from a bottle that has touched his mouth!?

"You vile creature!"

Aurora had had enough of the cursed race of men. She curled her fingers around the shaft of her spear and, with a fierce cry, leaped off the cliff and plummeted towards the yacht.

"Suit yourself," Kiba said, bringing the bottle back to his mouth.

Since Aurora didn't want a sip, he took a large gulp of the refreshing beverage.

Aurora, in mid-flight, couldn't believe he was stupid enough to drink at a time like this. She infused her spear with her strength, making it crackle with destructive energy.

Tempest, in the distance, was startled. Before she could act or ask Aurora to stop, Aurora was already above Kiba, her spear blazing with fury.

But just as the spear was about to strike Kiba's head, his free hand moved like lightning and caught the spear.

"This... how..." Aurora's eyes widened in shock. She tried to yank the spear back, but it didn't escape his grip.

Then, to her horror, he wrenched the shaft out of her hands and tossed the spear aside, his movements almost lazy.

"It's a nice beer," Kiba remarked after freeing the bottlehead from his mouth.

Aurora growled in frustration and punched out with everything she had. Kiba swung the bottle, as if to block her punch, surprising not only Aurora but the other warriors.

Her punch could smash a steel wall, and he wanted to use a bottle?! But even before they could find his actions preposterous, her punch landed on the bottle.

CRACK!

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed.

"There's no way this is possible!" Tempest uttered in disbelief. It was Aurora's hand that had broken, not the bottle.

"You can always trust beer!" Kiba proclaimed proudly. "Too bad you insulted her, and now she's in no mood to forgive."

Aurora tried to make sense of his words.

Kiba was always ready to help, so he explained it through his actions.

BANG!

By using the beer bottle as if it were a bat, he swept it across Aurora's face, sending her flying backwards.

She smashed through the railings of the yacht and crashed into the cliff behind, shattering it into fragments.

The other warriors looked in horror at Kiba, unsure of what to do. Even Tempest, the leader of the group, could only stare with her jaw hanging.

"No... his strength shouldn't be a surprise... otherwise, her Highness wouldn't make an exception for this man," Tempest thought to herself.

SWISH!

Kiba's body disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Where did he go?!" Tempest asked.

The other warriors shook their heads, expressing their inability to answer. But then their eyes moved to the only possible destination... Aurora.

Surrounded by the debris of the cliff, Aurora's eyes fluttered open. The first thing she saw was the outline of a bottle.

Then her vision cleared and she saw Kiba. He was standing over her, holding his beer bottle triumphantly. But unlike before, he looked serious.

"You not only insulted my beer, but also my hospitality." Kiba lifted his right foot. "Surely that can't be forgiven."

Aurora's face lost its color.

She saw the back of Kiba's boot closing in on her face. Was he going to trample her with his boot?!

That would not only hurt her physically, but also mentally. Her pride and confidence as a warrior would be destroyed.

Kiba was about to trample her, but then he finally noticed more than her warrior look. He looked at her face that was chiseled and strong, and her lips that were full and pouty.

"She's masculine and fierce… but she is rather gorgeous."

This thought flashed in Kiba's mind like a Buddhist achieving enlightenment.

"The duty of a man is to be not confined. In my case, it means taste. So far, I have only focused on tasting women that matched a certain description… But how can I limit myself to that?!"

Kiba moved his leg from Aurora's face.

If he trampled her beautiful face with his boot, in the future… would he still find her beautiful enough to kiss her… or fuck her mouth?!

The answer seemed negative.

So, he moved his leg to above Aurora's breastplate.

"Wait! She's masculine and strong but if I stamp her chest, wouldn't I flatten her boobs?!"

Kiba was in a dilemma.

Punishing her was important, but so was performing his Holy Duty.

If there were no breasts, with what would he squeeze his face?!

What would cushion his cock?!

"I'm a breast man... so no, I couldn't afford to damage her chest!"

Kiba moved his leg from her breastplate to further down, just where her thighs joined.

"Umm..."

He didn't need to think why he couldn't crush that area either.

"My responsibilities are more important than some petty fight over beer and hospitality."

Kiba was always a man of duty. So he discarded unimportant things like punishing her.

Besides, a man of duty can always punish his opponent in the bed...

After all, there are innovative ways to punish in bed, unlike fights!!

With this decided, he leaped from the broken cliff and landed next to Tempest.

"Let's go."