At this moment, Fairy Rigel was dancing a piece called "Desert Night".
Accompanied by the pleasant jingle of bells on her wrists, ankles, and waist, the breathtakingly beautiful dancer seemed to float above the ground as she spun and twirled.
With every leap, the radiant glow of her smooth, white skin peeked from beneath her bright red dance dress, each flash of red and white making one's heart involuntarily skip a beat.
Her steps were light and agile, yet her gaze was fervent and unrestrained. Combined with her gorgeous dance dress, Rigel herself seemed like a blazing flame, burning fiercely.
Her Bodily Rhythm connected with the Sea of Origin Matter. A pink flame ignited in the hearts of everyone present, growing ever more intense, as if it were about to erupt from their eyes.
The effect of this dance was clearly to greatly heighten the spectators' desires.
Her Title effect, [Absolute Charm], already made all humans and animals who saw her fall madly in love with her; now, it was enhanced to the extreme.
Moreover, unlike the ordinary dancers whose necks Byron had easily snapped due to his peculiar quirks, this [Fairy]'s dance moves could directly attack an enemy's spirituality through resonance with Origin Matter.
Even if one closed their eyes and covered their ears, her enchanting and provocative dance was still infused into everyone's mind through an invisible channel.
Slowly, it pulled everyone into an illusory, beautiful world, causing them to become wholeheartedly engrossed and unable to extricate themselves.
Colorful domes, exquisite garden courtyards, floors covered with luxurious carpets woven from gold thread and wool...
That peerless dancer, expressing sorrow or joy, resentment or anger...
Byron, too, saw her appearance clearly through this illusion, albeit passively.
She was not as green as a young girl, nor as fully ripened as a married woman; she was at the most captivating stage of a woman's life.
Besides her fiery red hair, her beautiful eyes were, remarkably, heterochromatic.
One was a translucent, sky-like light blue, while the other was a brilliant amber.
This very distinctive appearance... she seems to be one of the Kinpase People, a nomadic tribe as famous as the Remit People.
Red hair and amber eyes are their standard features.
Heterochromia like the Fairy's is one in ten thousand.
The Kinpase People are also a nomadic tribe without their own nation, but their path of development is completely different from the upper-echelon course of the Remit People.
They are natural-born dancers, Singers, Magicians, and fortune-tellers. They even possess a mysterious Profession, [Traveler], passed down only within their tribe.
It is said that in many aspects their abilities are unique compared to [Navigators] and [Navigators].
Because this tribe originated in the Star Moon Empire, their dance style and clothing also bear clear influences from the West Coast.
The perpetually lecherous [Chameleon] Jacqueline, her eyes almost emitting a tangible pink light, screamed:
"Byron Tudor, I'll fight you to the death! Aaaah—!"
Her unique dolphin-like shriek suddenly soared as an Air Blast Ring erupted from her mouth.
Luckily, Byron, who was holding her by the scruff of her neck, reacted swiftly. He forced her head to turn, directing the high-speed ripples from the sound waves onto a nearby wooden cabin.
The wallboards shattered, sending wood splinters flying.
It was actually a sonic bomb, almost invisible to the naked eye.
If not for the protection of [Stormborn], Byron might not have been able to track the sonic bomb's trajectory, and even if he had, he wouldn't have been able to dodge it in time.
One might question the peculiar habits of this exasperating cousin of his, but never her strength.
However, when lust addled her mind, she clearly wasn't thinking straight, forgetting she was still held in someone else's grip.
With just the slightest pressure from his fingertips, Byron easily squeezed her unconscious—this close-combatant with a fighting capability of "5" at most.
Yet his brow remained furrowed:
Jacqueline is easy to handle, but that 'Fairy' opposite me is rather tricky.
That tangible allure has completely transcended normal affection between humans.
Even someone like me, who feels virtually nothing for ordinary Human girls and remains utterly unmoved by my two exceptionally beautiful sisters, can't bear to harm her in any way.
Every time I think of summoning a strong wind to sweep this [Dancer]—who has little direct combat power—into the sky, or of drawing my Firearm to put a few holes in her head or heart...
...a strong sense of guilt wells up inside me, and I just can't bring myself to do it.
I've tried several times, all ending in failure.
In the past, as the "Musketeer" and "Seducer Swordsman," I always bullied others by leveraging my Titles' abilities and my flexible moral boundaries.
Now, I'm finally getting a taste of someone else's Title effect.
Sometimes, subtle methods are indeed more effective than brute force.
If this continues, Fairy Rigel won't be able to harm me, but I won't be able to subdue her quickly either.
...if this drags on too long and the Newman Family in Royal Port senses something is amiss, they can just abandon their covert mission.
Escaping would still be easy for them.
But all my efforts to take over the Newman Family's entire enterprise, along with Bruh's sacrifice, would be for nothing. Thɪs chapter is updated by novęlfire.net
One wrong move, and I could prematurely antagonize the Newman Family, possibly allowing someone else to reap the benefits.
I'm not worried about the Life Gem, though. The original owners of the skins were all transformed into a special kind of Bizarre, so they don't trigger the gem's alarm.
Otherwise, Skin Wearers like us, accustomed to hiding our true identities by using others', would have been exposed en masse long ago.