The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 516 I Wonʼt Eat You

”Faye, I heard you met him. What is he like? Is he handsome, drop-dead gorgeous, or ugly?” an ecstatic young maiden asked, clinging to the arm of a particular redhead whom everyone looked at with eyes full of reverence.

She was walking through a garden, two swords sheathed on her back, clad in form-fitting leather armour that appeared more stylish than functional.

”Laura, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop obsessing over boys. Theyʼre not worth it,” Faye, the redhead, said before lifting the young girl, who seemed like her sister.

She had silver hair and golden eyes, and looking into them felt like peering deep into oneʼs soul.

”Youʼre wicked, sister. I never see his face in my visions, so I donʼt know whether heʼs drop-dead gorgeous or not. The least you can do is tell me what he looks like,” Laura said with a pout.

Faye glanced at the troublemaker, the oracle of the Asura race, and sighed.

”Fine. Heʼs alright. Not that handsome, but the ladies seem to like his looks, so I guess heʼs handsome,” Faye said with a straight face. Unknowingly, however, a hint of redness appeared on her cheeks.

Laura, noticing this, smiled and planted a kiss on her cheek.

”So, do you like him?” Laura asked teasingly, nearly falling to the ground as Faye tripped at the unexpected question.

”Donʼt say outrageous things like that, Laura. He couldnʼt even defend against 30% of my total strength. How can I like someone that weak?”

”Everyone is weak in your eyes, sister. But donʼt worry, soon, youʼll meet your match who will flip your world upside down and hang your leg—ouch!” Laura wasnʼt even done with her sentence when her sister pinched her.

”Faye, you should stop bullying your sister,” a voice said as a heavenly beauty with red hair appeared before the two ladies.

””Mother””

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”Well, good morning, Fairy.”

The voice, deep and manly, made Queenie freeze instantly when she opened her eyes. She had just woken up from a sweet dream. A dream where she had her heart beating wildly due to a certain Prince.

So, in a way, she expected to wake up in a more comfortable setting, but as it stood, she was frozen the moment Klausʼs words reached her ears.

As she tried to calm down, she felt a hand brush past her butt. Her body shuddered, and just as she was about to gather strength to move, a firm grip settled on her ass, fingers sinking into the softness.

”Trying to run from me, dear?” Klaus said with a smile, lifting his head to meet Queenieʼs gaze. Just like her hair, her eyes began taking on a crimson hue.

”Klaus, youʼre awake,” Queenie said, snapping out of her daze.

”Yes. I woke up a few minutes ago, but I couldnʼt bring myself to leave the bed with such a damsel in my arms,” Klaus replied, his smile widening as he tightened his grip, ensuring she felt it.

”Pervert. You were taking advantage of me while I slept,” Queenie said, her cheeks flushing a deep red.

”I donʼt need to take advantage of something that belongs to me,” Klaus murmured before leaning in and locking lips with the beauty beside him.

Queenie soon rolled onto him, wrapping her arms around him as their kiss deepened, becoming a passionate embrace that lingered for several minutes.

Klaus rose from his back and held Queenieʼs hips, guiding her to sit on his lap as they resumed their kiss. After a while, they stopped, and Klaus smiled at her.

Queenie, on the other hand, looked into his eyes, and a certain handsome madman came to her mind. But just as quickly as the thought came, she shook it away.

For now, she didnʼt have enough evidence to say otherwise. But she knew she had to do something, so, drawing from her dream, she asked:

”Klaus, do you want to have a spar with me?” she asked.

Klaus, who heard her question, immediately shook his head. ”Nope. I donʼt want to spar with you, dear.”

His defeat back in his life as the Asura God seemed to have traumatized him. Back then, he had been utterly terrified when the redhead locked him in place. At that moment, he had added a nickname to her name: ʼThe Wicked Fairy.ʼ

So, hearing her future self asking for a spar, Klausʼs suppressed fear from his past life surfaced.

Queenie pouted, but inwardly, she was smiling.

ʼI knew it.ʼ

For now, she would keep dreaming, and hopefully, one day, she would learn something that would allow her to talk to Klaus—and perhaps unlock her suppressed power that would usher her into a new age.

Klaus leaned in and initiated a new round of kissing. Meanwhile, his hands massaged her ass, drawing soft moans from Queenie.

”Youʼre more handsy today,” Queenie said, her cheeks tinged with a small blush.

”Maybe you shouldnʼt wear such revealing nightwear,” Klaus replied with a sly smile, his hands never ceasing their work.

”But you said you liked this outfit,” Queenie pouted. Seeing her, the leader of the Overlords, pouting like this made Klaus struggle to believe his eyes. Yet, shameless as he was, he couldnʼt help but love it.

”Donʼt get me wrong, I love it. In fact, Iʼd love it even more if it were completely off.” Klaus rolled her onto the bed and gazed deeply into her eyes. ”Youʼre beautiful, Queenie.”

”Tsk, youʼre just saying that to get in my pants.” Queenie covered her face, flustered.

”True. But donʼt worry; I wonʼt ʼeatʼ you. Unless you want me to, in which case, Iʼll add spices to make it more enjoyable,” Klaus laughed teasingly.

Truth be told, he wasnʼt entirely sure how to handle Queenie. Knowing she was an Ascendant, Klaus found himself holding back far more than usual.

Her sister Ohema was different. Klaus had met her as a weak, defenceless woman who had nearly died at the hands of a Demon-Face Spider.

Of course, she was disguised back then. Even during their first intimate time together, sheʼd still maintained her disguise. But Queenie was different. She was the strongest being on Earth.

Having the strongest on Earth in his bed seemed surreal. Luckily for him, this particular Overlord had chosen to become more proactive and had sought help from someone.

Unfortunately for her, the person she turned to had shameless friends who corrupted her from within.

Long story short, Klausʼs mother sat Queenie down and gave her a lecture on how to be a woman. By the end, Queenie had become much bolder.

Whether she could apply what sheʼd learned, however, depended entirely on her confidence.

But at this moment, the strongest woman on Earth lay pinned in her own bed, surrendering to Klaus as he kissed her lips, nose, ears, and all over her face and neck.

She had given her body to him, but Klaus wasnʼt about to take her first time without making her truly desire it. Expert as he was, he began leading her at her own pace. Discover hidden content at

”Klaus, stop teasing me. I have other body parts, you know,” Queenie glared at him.

”I wasnʼt sure the Overlord wanted me touching other body parts,” Klaus teased with a playful smirk.

”You—!” Queenie, fed up with his antics, used her strength to toss him onto the bed and pounced on him. The Overlord had decided to take matters into her own hands.

She began kissing Klaus passionately on the lips and worked her way down. Klaus simply smiled, letting her take the lead and do her best.