Future Beast Clan The Enchanting Consort
Chapter 39: The Mark Disappeared

Chapter 39: The Mark Disappeared

The sudden retreat of mother and daughter caused Carlotta to be dumbfounded for a moment as well.

But she quickly figured out the key.

The mother and daughter might have some unsaid killer trick that would make the pacification 100% problematic when she was giving Richard the pacification.

That way, she would slowly lose the trust of the royal family, and Richard’s accident would reduce the frequency of her subsequent soothing of other males, and the position of the Appeasement would still be unbreakable.

And since it was related to appeasement, the only place where mother and daughter could do anything was Richard’s body.

Carlotta quickly used her spiritual power to probe Richard’s body in detail, and finally discovered a bit of abnormality hidden in the small puddle of Richard’s spiritual sea.

Orcs’ spiritual seas were all blue, whether they were female or male, they were all the same.

But the mental body was different.

Vivi was supposed to be a white rabbit orc, and she had shrunk her mental body, the white rabbit, to a very small size and hid it in the middle of Richard’s mental sea.

Richard’s mental sea was already tattered, so many small puddles, just a miniature rabbit didn’t seem to be able to make the female mark form.

So Richard didn’t have a mark on his forehead that belonged to Vivi, yet bizarrely could only receive Vivi’s mental appeasement.

If she hadn’t only just experimented with mental manipulation at the Bugs, plus the fact that mental power itself was infinite, Carlotta probably wouldn’t have been able to discover Vivi’s secret.

Good thing, she still found out.

Carlotta revealed a smile, "Of course, if I cause problems with my royal uncle’s body, I’m willing to take the blame. But if I really solved the problems on my royal uncle’s body, and you mother and daughter suspect me like this, shouldn’t you also compensate me for the mental damages?"

As she spoke, Carlotta stared at Lucas and Vivi with scornful eyes.

Lucas and Vivi’s faces instantly turned bad.

They couldn’t tell if Carlotta was being brainlessly confident, or if Carlotta had already found out what they had done to Richard.

But soon, mother and daughter turned their thoughts to the fact that Carlotta must not have had time to make contact with Prince Richard yet.

After all, for a female to probe a male’s mental sea meant that she was already mentally pacifying the male.

If Carlotta had pacified Richard, Richard would have been in pain by now from the rejection reaction, where would he still be able to sit here peacefully, talking and laughing?

Mother and daughter thought to themselves, their hearts and minds at ease.

"Ah Carlotta, I didn’t realize that already being a Duke of a country, I’m still thinking about money." Lucas put on her elder look again, "Okay, if you can really lower the collapse value on Prince Richard, I’m willing to give you an edible vein in the F6 area."

"But if you fail to do so, mommy doesn’t ask for anything, she just wants you to come back to our family and let mommy love you."

The look of Lucas’ affection almost made Carlotta throw up.

When hadn’t she ever had a good one? That was outrageous.

"I’m sorry, I still only need the mineral vein." Carlotta rejected Lucas outright, then looked at Richard, "Royal uncle, then I’ll appease you now."

She offered her hand.

If Lucas’s mother and daughter weren’t there, she could have experimented a bit to see if it was possible to pacify a male without touching him.

As it was now, that experiment would have to be postponed to a later date.

Richard came into contact with Carlotta’s confident eyes, and what he wanted to say, that even if Carlotta didn’t manage to lower the collapse value for him, he wouldn’t blame Carlotta, couldn’t be said.

He revealed the loving smile of an elder, "Good, then Royal Uncle is counting on Carlotta."

Then, placing his thin palm, which was also permeated with sickly pallor, in Carlotta’s palm.

Carlotta took the hands of three males, Henry’s, Abyss’, and Blaze’s.

All three of those males’ hands also had elongated knuckles, but none of them were dry like Richard’s. Obviously Richard’s face didn’t look skinny to the point of being skin and bones, but his palms were already in a state where he couldn’t see any skin or flesh.

This is also ... too heartbreaking, reminding her of her previous life.

She was also thin like Richard at one point due to a heart attack.

Carlotta looked at Richard again, and there was a wetness in her azure eyes from empathy.

Richard’s heart fluttered at that glance from Carlotta.

It was true that what had happened to him had caused his loved ones to be heartbroken, and had caused some females who wanted to get involved with royalty to try to empathize with him through heartache and caring.

Yet there was never any female that looked like she could actually know his pain, showing a look of understanding and sadness.

Carlotta’s eyes and demeanor were as if to say, It’s okay, I know what kind of life you’ve had before, but it won’t be from now on.

Richard saw Carlotta reach out with another small hand, and both hands cupped his bony palm in theirs.

Warm power then passed from Carlotta’s palm, and vast spiritual power surged into his tattered spiritual sea.

When Richard’s spiritual power looked at himself, he could only see that his spiritual sea was pitted with very little spiritual power left.

Under such conditions of survival, his spiritual body, the White Tiger, could only shrink in the middle of his spiritual sea as well, clearly a majestic beast, but it was so thin that it was only skin and bones, and its size was incomparably small.

Occasionally, when the collapse value increased, the white tiger would only get agitated and angry in the small puddle.

The angrier it got, the weaker it got.

Even if Carlotta’s spiritual power was useful to him, at most, it would only make those small puddles connect in the middle, and then after a while, those thin lines would still slowly disappear.

Richard was ready for this.

But the next second, he was stunned.

After Carlotta’s kitten spirit body entered his spiritual sea, it only jumped between the puddles a few times, and there was an inexplicable warmth that made his body as warm as spring.

The skinny white tiger spirit body, moreover, suddenly raised its tiger head as if it was experiencing a rainfall from the sky, squinting its eyes and showing a relaxed expression.

The feline’s relaxation could be seen at a glance.

In addition to squinting its eyes, it would also flip its body over, revealing its belly to pamper itself with people.

Carlotta knew her pacification had worked when she saw the white tiger begin to roll over on the ground and its big fluffy paws blossomed.

All of the white light that the black mist had turned into had disappeared into the white tiger’s body.

As for the rabbit hiding in Richard’s spiritual sea ...

Carlotta controlled the mental body kitten and pretended to inadvertently give a slap to the bunny that was about to roll and make trouble.

The little rabbit instantly dissipated into nothingness.

When all the black fog in Richard’s spiritual sea was eliminated cleanly, Carlotta stood next to the white tiger spiritual body and hesitated or failed to extend her cat’s claws.

The various sensations caused by the behavior of the spirit body in the spirit sea would be transmitted to the beastman itself, and would make the beastman become even more sensitive than when they had sex.

In other words, if she came into contact with Richard’s mental body now, it would be equivalent to sexually harassing Richard.

Even if the pampered white tiger was really pretty and cute, it was still the spiritual body of the royal uncle.

Carlotta endured for half a day and prepared to retreat from Richard’s spiritual sea.

Who knew that the white tiger seemed to sense that the white cat wanted to leave and suddenly jumped and hugged the kitten, cradling it in his arms and licking it meticulously.

The white tiger’s licking fur was gentle and comfortable, and a tingling sensation came from wherever Carlotta was licked.

She hurriedly opened her eyes, let go of Richard’s hand, and desperately struggled to get her mental body to withdraw from the white tiger’s arms.

If she didn’t withdraw, it was going to be a restricted picture.

This was in public.

Carlotta’s precipitous release and withdrawal caused Richard to suddenly open his eyes as well.

The white tiger male’s eyes, which had always been bland, had a rare look of panic in them.

He was also feeling shy about what he had just done.

No matter what, he was now Carlotta’s elder. When being pacified by Carlotta, he should be as calm and self-possessed as he had been before when facing the pacification of other females.

But his spirit body actually took the liberty of hugging and licking Carlotta’s spirit body.

Probably because Carlotta’s soothing was truly excellent.

After all, he was an older male, and after considering that it was his own behavior that was problematic, he took the initiative to apologize frankly, "I’m sorry, Carlotta, it was Royal Uncle’s fault just now."

As soon as Richard said this, Blaze, who was standing behind Carlotta, couldn’t help but look at Richard.

He didn’t know exactly why Prince Richard was apologizing, yet he could tell by the scent that had become a bit thicker on Carlotta’s body that Carlotta seemed to be a bit emotional just now.

What happened between Lord Duke and Prince Richard during the pacification?

But ... shouldn’t it?

Blaze wasn’t too sure as he thought about the information he had read about Richard when he was in the military school.

Prince Richard was a very excellent male, and the Imperial Military Academy still retained the video of Prince Richard operating a mech back then, fighting two high-level Bugs solo and protecting the people of the Empire.

Such an excellent male was rightfully liked by the females of that era.

However, Prince Richard said that he wanted females who could go into battle with him to kill bug races, rather than staying at home and accepting the males’ offerings.

After this was said, when a female offered her favor, Prince Richard always had a reasonable excuse to refuse.