Cecil seemed to relish the sight of her helpless struggle. He leaned in close to her face, his lips brushing the shell of her ear as he whispered,
“Charming lady… you probably don’t realize this, do you? A female Omega—even one who has been marked—still draws plenty of unwanted attention when walking down the street. And an unmarked Omega? Even more so.”
“You… what are you trying to say?”
“I’m a healthy, normal man. Naturally, I have the same thoughts and desires as any other.” He smiled as he looked at her, his voice full of suggestion. “Tell me, charming lady… can you guess what I’m thinking?”
Feng Guang immediately sensed danger. “I—I’m on my period! You can’t touch me!”
“…Period?” Cecil blinked, slipping right back into that curious-puppy persona. “What’s that?”
In this world, women were already rare. The idea of female relatives? Even rarer. In some empires, having just one woman was considered lucky. So, of course, terms like “aunt” or “period” had completely vanished.
Feng Guang quickly adjusted her wording. “I mean, I’m menstruating!”
“…Menstruating? What’s that?”
“It’s a menstrual cycle! Blood! You know—monthly bleeding?!”
“…Still not following.”
She finally realized—of course, he wouldn’t know. In a world where women were practically extinct, how would any man have the faintest clue about the menstrual cycle?
“Okay, then…” she gritted her teeth. “I have HIV.”
To her surprise, Cecil just blinked again, totally unbothered. “HIV? What’s that? Never heard of it.”
“It’s—AIDS!”
He finally let go of her chin and relaxed, casually sitting on top of her like he had all the time in the world. It was as if he were just waiting to see what other strange things she might say. His deep blue eyes rested on her with quiet fascination, and for a second, he did look like some beautiful, celestial being from a Western mural.
To hell with celestial beauty!
Don’t tell her even AIDS doesn’t exist in this world?!
“Syphilis! Gonorrhea! STDs! Do you even know what an STD is?” she practically screamed.
“STDs?” Cecil paused and searched his memory. “Weren’t those eradicated like, a thousand years ago?”
“…What?”
“Every human born nowadays gets vaccinated at birth to prevent all the deadly diseases from ancient Earth. Over generations, our genes have adapted and evolved. Eventually, we didn’t even need the vaccines anymore,” Cecil explained pleasantly. Then, with a graceful hand, he twirled a lock of her long black hair around his finger and lifted it to his nose, breathing in. The corner of his mouth lifted in a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. “Charming lady, are you a scholar of ancient Earth culture? Or maybe… you’re just surprisingly familiar with things even the archives don’t record. Should I suspect you’re a time traveler?”
Bam. Bam. Bam.
It was like a dozen metaphorical arrows pierced her knees at once. She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out.
This man… he acted flippant and unserious, but in truth, he was terrifyingly sharp.
“Not answering? I’ll take that as a yes.” He gave a low chuckle. “So the charming lady is a time traveler… Fascinating. And now, I find your scent even more intoxicating. Tell me—how could that oh-so-righteous warden be so stupid? He had the chance to mark you, and he didn’t. Now look where you’ve ended up… in my hands.”
His voice dropped lower.
“What a shame. A greedy pirate king never lets go of treasure once it’s in his grasp.”