[Urban] Falling Flowers Like Rain (Complete) - Chapters 40-42 (End)

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Volume 7, Chapter 8: The Culprit's Execution, Part 2.

Faced with the stalemate, Lianyi was naturally in no hurry. She couldn't wait to spend more time with me, and besides, the enemy wouldn't be able to recover their strength in a short time. I also took advantage of this rare free time to train Lianyi, Wutong, and Jiamei, each with a completely different focus. Wutong, Ayane, and the Qianhui sisters mainly focused on "Dark Magic" and "Light Magic," while Lianyi, Jiamei, and the others practiced both magic and martial arts, diligently cultivating their magic while improving their martial arts skills. Their individual strengths were now vastly different from before.

Time flew by, and it was May 5th, 7992 in the Continental Calendar. That afternoon, news came from the capital that the Sion Empire, after failing to negotiate with the Kuka Empire due to the mysterious and tragic death of their prince, Bushixiu, in the Kuka Empire's capital, Aiyix City, had officially declared war on the Kuka Empire. The Kuka Empire was tasked with repelling them with the "Fire Legion" led by General Faroka. Strictly speaking, I should bear the primary responsibility for this matter, because ultimately, Bushixiu died at my hands.

On May 6th, 7992 in the Continental Calendar, Mei Xin and I led 20,000 cavalry to break through the Barando Empire's defenses and penetrate its territory. Because the main force of the "Tiger and Leopard Legion" was engaged in battle with the "Rose Legion," the "Imperial Dragon Legion's" original position was defended by approximately 40,000 newly arrived reinforcements. However, under the powerful offensive of 20,000 light cavalry with magical protection, the defenses collapsed instantly. After breaking through the enemy lines, we did not engage them in prolonged combat but instead quickly advanced deeper into the Barando Empire's territory.

Deep-seated military operations are a cardinal sin in warfare. Our military campaign caught the Barando Empire completely off guard. However, the annihilation of the "Imperial Dragon Legion" severely weakened them, and the "Tiger and Leopard Legion" was also preoccupied with dealing with the main force of the "Rose Legion," leaving them unable to spare troops to counter us. Therefore, our operation caught the enemy off guard, and our 20,000 iron cavalry swept through the enemy lines with unstoppable momentum, capturing several cities with virtually no resistance. This caused an uproar in both the Barando and Kuka Empires, though the reactions within the two countries were drastically different.

In the Barando Empire, King Hill, who had seized power through a coup, was naturally furious, berating the army commanders as incompetent. But berating them wouldn't solve the problem, so Hill amassed a large army in Taklagan, the second largest city in the Barando Empire, preparing for a siege battle against us. This was, of course, his wishful thinking. We were deep in enemy territory, and the longer we dragged things out, the worse it would be for us. As long as we couldn't quickly capture Taklamakan, his goal would be achieved. Unfortunately for him, he was too optimistic.

On the Kuka Empire's side, the reactions of the princes and ministers after learning of our military operation varied. Some well-meaning people worried for us, while many more with ulterior motives seized the opportunity to make a fuss, saying that the "Rose Legion" had become arrogant and reckless after their lucky victory at Tianmeng. Others, envious and gloating, hid in the shadows, fantasizing about us being devoured by the Barando Empire's army. Alas, this was the usual behavior of those nobles—always afraid of others gaining credit and climbing over their heads, seizing any opportunity to kick someone when they're down.

However, this time they were destined to be disappointed. Not only would we be safe, but even when they spoke to Her Majesty the Queen, they would be thoroughly berated by Suya, leaving them utterly bewildered and utterly frustrated. Frankly speaking, it's not surprising at all. What wife wouldn't side with her husband? If you speak ill of her husband in front of her, do you think she'll give you a pleasant look? However, this incident also made her realize how many of those ministers truly cared about the country, and how many were only concerned with their own selfish interests. At

noon on May 9th, 7992 in the Continental Calendar, we had already reached the walls of "Taklagan City," the second largest city in the Barando Empire. The Barando Empire's army also adopted a posture of fighting to the death, preparing to rely on Taklagan City's strong walls to wage a protracted war against us. Unfortunately, they were too optimistic. Looking at the densely packed Barando Empire soldiers on the walls of Taklagan City, Mei Xin frowned and asked me, "Weir, what do we do? Are we going to have to fight a tough battle with the enemy?" Rex, Qianhui, and Sasha beside me also looked at me upon hearing this. This time, I only brought Sasha and Qianhui with me, while leaving Jiawei, Wutong, and the others with Lianyi at the Rose Legion's camp.

I smiled slightly and said, "It seems they're determined to have a tough battle with us. I'll just let them have their way." Then I said to Rex, "Brother, relay my order: everyone rest for fifteen minutes, replenish water and food, and then continue. We're going to bypass Taklamakan and head straight for the enemy's lair." "

Yes, sir." Rex was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and, full of suspicion, went to give me the order. Mei Xin looked at me with surprise and asked, "Weir, so you weren't planning to fight them at all?"

"Who said I wasn't going to fight them?" I smiled slightly and said, "I just don't want to fight them in street battles, that could hurt a lot of innocent civilians. If they see us going around the city and they have the guts to open the city gates and chase us, then we'll fight them. I'll definitely show them the might of the Kuka Empire's iron cavalry. If they're cowardly and don't dare to open the city gates and chase us, then we don't need to bother with them. After we take Delagre, they'll only have the option to surrender. We won't need to waste a single soldier."

"Brother Weir, you're so cunning." Qian Hui smiled and said, "I really hope they can muster up some courage and open the city gates to chase us. Then I can really enjoy the thrill of war."

I saw right through Qian Hui's thoughts and laughed when I heard this, "You're not addicted to war, you just want to see how strong you really are, right?" Qian Hui lowered her head shyly, embarrassed that I had seen through her thoughts.

Seeing this, Mei Xin laughed and said, "Weir, let Qianhui come with me. I'll lead ten thousand cavalry to cover the rear. I want to see just how bold they really are. But let's make it clear beforehand, you can't interfere."

"Okay, whatever you say, I won't interfere, okay?" I shook my head with a wry smile. Mei Xin was also itching to fight after her strength increased so much, just like Qianhui. Seeing that I agreed, Mei Xin and Qianhui giggled and said "We're leaving" to me, then happily rode off to the back of the column, leaving Sasha and me looking at each other with amusement.

On May 10th, 7992 of the Continental Calendar, the garrison of Taklamakan City opened the city gates to pursue us, but was utterly defeated by Mei Xin's ten thousand cavalry. Hill's wishful thinking completely failed. On May 13th, 7992 in the Continental Calendar, Mei Xin and I led 14,000 light cavalry with unstoppable momentum, arriving outside the capital of the Barando Empire, Delagre. We left 6,000 cavalry to garrison the cities between Taklagan and Delagre, to prevent them from falling into the hands of local forces and causing unnecessary trouble.

Of course, there was something even more exciting: Zi Yue and the others had joined us. After nearly a month of searching, they finally found my mother, Beatrice, and her maid, Xiao Cui, in a remote mountain village. It turned out that a loyal old general had secretly sent them to that remote village, which explained why it had taken Zi Yue and the others so long to find them.

"Brother Will, what do we do now?" Luvia, the little girl, sat on my shoulder, pulling my ear as she asked. This little girl had been away from me for so long and was now very clingy; except for sleeping at night, she always sat on my shoulder. At first, the cavalrymen were naturally surprised, but they gradually got used to it. In their eyes, I was like a god, so nothing that happened to me was surprising.

"I really want to break in right now and drag that Hill out," Ziyun said hatefully, staring at the crowds on the city wall, her small hand clenched into a fist. The hatred for killing one's father was irreconcilable, but Hill's tyrannical rule after becoming king, plunging the people into misery and turning the once glorious Barando Empire into chaos, made him even more detestable.

I smiled slightly, about to speak, when I noticed Ziyue and Xiaocui accompanying a young woman, followed by Xiaowen and Xiaopei. This young woman was none other than Beatrice, the mother of Ziyue and Ziyun. She was actually around forty years old, but time had left no trace on her. A round, oval face, arched eyebrows, captivating phoenix eyes, and a slightly plump, beautiful figure—she truly retained her charm. Even with all the changes that had occurred in the past year, her beauty remained unaffected, only a faint sadness lingered on her face.

"Auntie, what brings you here?" I asked with a smile, and Ziyun, seeing her mother, happily called out, "Mother!" Beatrice looked at her youngest daughter with affection, then fixed her gaze on me, sighing softly, "Will, Auntie shouldn't have said that. After all, in a large-scale war, casualties are inevitable. But Auntie still hopes you can try your best not to harm those innocent civilians, since they have nothing to do with this war." "

Auntie, I would have done the same even if you hadn't said it," I said with a smile. "You're right, those ordinary civilians are the most innocent. Who becomes king has nothing to do with them. Auntie, don't worry, I assure you, not a single innocent civilian will be harmed, because they will soon become citizens of the Kuka Empire. If even one innocent civilian is harmed, Auntie, you can hold me responsible."

"Will, Auntie, the people of Dedragre City thank you." Beatrice smiled with satisfaction, then looked at her two daughters and said, "Moon and Cloud have excellent taste. I'm so proud of you to have a son-in-law like you."

"Mother, what did you say?" Ziyun blushed and scolded, clinging to Beatrice's arm and acting coquettishly. Ziyue's cheeks also flushed, and she glanced at me shyly before lowering her head. The mischievous maid Xiaocui, along with Xiaowen and Xiaopei, giggled, making Ziyue and Ziyun even more embarrassed.

"Auntie, your sudden praise makes me a little embarrassed," I said exaggeratedly, making everyone laugh. Beatrice smiled and said, "No wonder Yue'er and Yun'er told me that I can't be too serious when talking to you. It seems that's true." Everyone laughed even louder at Beatrice's words.

At this moment, Rex rode over, bowed to Meixin and me, and said, "Generals, shall we set up camp here?" Although he asked about the two of us, his eyes were fixed on me. Because Meixin made no attempt to hide her intimacy with me in front of everyone, not only Rex, but even the 20,000 soldiers knew about Meixin and my relationship.

"Set up camp here and enter the city first thing tomorrow morning." I smiled slightly, nodded, and said briefly.

"Yes." Rex saluted Mei Xin and me, then quickly turned his horse around and rode to the back of the column to arrange for the soldiers to set up camp.

"Enter the city first thing tomorrow morning?" Mei Xin asked with a frown, "How do we enter?" Of course, she wasn't the only one curious; everyone looked at me, waiting for the answer to my question. Although Dragre City couldn't be said to be impregnable, it was Hill's last stronghold. If Dragre City fell, his reign as king would be over. He had gone through so much trouble to become king through a coup, and he hadn't even warmed his seat yet; how could he be willing to admit defeat?

"Of course, they'll open the city gates and line the streets to welcome us in." I smiled slightly and said, "Otherwise, the city walls are so high; we can't exactly climb over them, can we?" My words amused everyone, even Beatrice shook her head with a laugh. I knew she must think I was joking, but by tomorrow morning, she would know I wasn't.

As night quietly fell, a deafening roar suddenly echoed through the palace of the Barando Empire: "You bunch of good-for-nothings! You've truly disappointed me! The enemy numbers a mere ten thousand or so, yet you're all terrified, crying and begging for mercy. You've utterly disgraced the Barando Empire!" A middle-aged man in his fifties was furiously beating around the hall, surrounded by a group of obsequious ministers. Needless to say, this man was General Hill, who had seized power through a coup.

"Your Majesty, it's not that we're belittling our own morale and boosting the enemy's. Although the enemy only numbers a little over ten thousand, their leader is 'Hurricane General' Will Randy, who can borrow the power of the Chaos God. Ordinary attacks are completely ineffective against the magically protected enemy cavalry," a minister said tremblingly, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"Nonsense! I don't believe they can really borrow the power of the Chaos God. This must be a rumor deliberately spread by the enemy to undermine our army's morale." "I see you've all been terrified by the enemy, believing even this nonsense!" Hill roared. "What 'Hurricane General'? He's just a teenager. Don't think that by exaggerating the enemy's strength, I'll forgive your incompetence. Once I've dealt with that brat, none of you will escape unscathed." The ministers exchanged bewildered glances, not daring to utter a sound.

"Your Majesty... the city's military strength is severely insufficient... and the young people... are unwilling... to join the army... You... you... what... should... you do..." one minister asked boldly, but his trembling voice suggested he was truly terrified.

"Fool, do I need to teach you something this simple?" Hill's lips curled into a cold smile. "Unwilling to join the army, huh? Then force them with knives. Issue my decree: anyone who dares to disobey and refuse to join the army will have their entire family exterminated. I want to see if their bones are harder than my blade. I refuse to believe I can't deal with them." "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and convey my decree!"

"Yes...yes...Your...mayor..." The minister who had just asked the question was already trembling. He knew very well what kind of person the man in front of him was; he meant what he said.

"No need for that." A sudden voice startled everyone. Hill's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "Who? Who said that?" The ministers in the hall looked at each other, wondering who was so foolish as to dare to mess with the tiger. They cursed the instigator in their hearts, their legs trembling, and many were frantically wiping away sweat. "General Hill

, haven't you had enough of your show of power? It's hot enough as it is, and you've been barking like a mad dog for half a day. I'm tired, even if you're not." "The one who can speak like that is of course me." With my words, I, Ziyun, Ziyue, Xiaowen, Xiaopei, Luvia, Nilos, Meixin, Sasha, Qianhui, and Meili—twelve people in total—appeared in mid-air in the main hall.

"You...you...who are you...how dare you...guards come..." General Hill looked like he'd seen a ghost. He had just been calling others good-for-nothings, but he wasn't much better himself. Ziyue sneered coldly, "General Hill, you'd better save your breath. Tonight, even a god can't save you, so don't expect anyone else to risk their lives for you."

"Ziyue? Ziyun? It's you two?" Hill pointed at Ziyun and Ziyue, then suddenly burst into wild laughter, "I thought it was someone important, but it's just you two little brats. You think you can threaten me with just a few of you? What a joke." Upon recognizing Ziyue and Ziyun, Hill's fear vanished, replaced by arrogance. "Haha, I can't believe you've foolishly walked right into my trap! What a stroke of luck! Ha—ha—ha—! Guards, seize them alive!" A squad of guards rushed in, protecting Hill, while a group of archers aimed their arrows at us.

"Sister Yue, why waste words with this kind of person? Let's just send him to meet his precious son and nephew," I said impatiently, feigning indifference. "

Haha, still talking big when facing death? It's laughable! Fire!" Hill ordered with a maniacal laugh, but the archers stood motionless, seemingly oblivious. "Are you all deaf? You dare disobey my orders?" Hill realized something was amiss, and fear returned to her face.

"Hill, you rebellious, treacherous, and tyrannical old bastard, go to hell!" With Ziyun's curse, Ziyun, Ziyue, Xiaowen, and Xiaopei attacked simultaneously, unleashing three different spells: "Wind Binding," "Ice Arrow," and "Fireball." Hill was immobilized, forced to watch helplessly as ice arrows and fireballs hurtled towards him. A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the sky, and a pile of charred remains lay where Hill had stood.

"Brother Will, what should we do with these people?" Ziyun, still furious, pointed at the trembling ministers in the hall and asked.

"Judging from how they fawned over that old scoundrel Hill, they're all no good. Kill them all, one by one," Xiaowen said disdainfully.

"Princess, spare us! Princess, spare us!" A quick-witted fellow cried, snot and tears streaming down his

face. "We had no choice! If we hadn't listened to that old scoundrel Hill, our families would have been killed!" "Yes, Princess, we were forced into this! Please forgive us!" The other ministers also knelt down and begged for mercy. I shook my head inwardly. With ministers like these, it's no wonder this country is doomed.

"I am no longer your princess. Your pleas are useless," Zi Yue said coldly, then pointed at me and said, "This is General Will, the Hurricane General of the Rose Legion of the Kuka Empire. I think you must have heard of his name. Your fate is entirely in General Will's hands."

"General Hurricane?" The ministers were stunned at first, then knelt down before me and begged for mercy, "General, spare us! General, spare us!"

I looked disdainfully at this group of trashy nobles who usually acted arrogantly and aided and abetted evil, then said coldly, "I can spare your lives if you are willing to cooperate with me." "

Yes, yes, please give your orders, General." The ministers said in unison, while the women secretly shook their heads.

I coldly asked, "Who is the prime minister?"

"It is this old man." A weasel-faced old man stepped out from the crowd, fawningly saying, "General, what are your orders?"

I didn't even bother to look at him, coldly saying, "Pass down the order that Hill is dead, and that the city garrison should cease resistance and open the city gates to welcome the iron cavalry of my Kuka Empire at sunrise tomorrow morning."

"Yes, this old man obeys. This old man will go and give the order immediately." Looking at this sleazy-looking fellow, I couldn't help but feel the urge to punch him.

"You don't need to go yourself, just send someone." I coldly smiled and said, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, you'll have to make do tonight." They naturally understood what this "grievance" meant, and they all hung their heads, as if their parents had died. Then again, if their parents had really died, they probably wouldn't be acting like this. Heh heh, they usually act like tyrants, today they'll have to spend some time in jail and taste the prison food.

After sending all the nobles and royalty into the prison, I teleported Catherine, Little Cui, and Beatrice over as well. Looking at the place where they had lived for so many years, now completely changed, Beatrice couldn't help but shed tears, causing Little Wen, Zi Yue, and the others to also weep. This was understandable; after all, this was where they had once lived. Although they were standing here again, their father, the former king of the Barando Empire, had left them forever.

Because of their emotional state, no one could sleep. After discussing it, the women split up. One group, led by Ziyue, interrogated the imprisoned ministers overnight to find out about the changes that had occurred in the Barando Empire during the nearly one year since Hill became king. The other group, led by Xiaowen and Xiaopei, questioned the palace guards and maids one by one to determine their fate. I naturally had no interest in these tedious matters, and the women didn't want me involved, so I became the most idle one.

As the moon quietly climbed to the treetops, I wandered into the palace's back garden, feeling rather bored. After dealing with Hill, everyone in the palace was under control; not even a mosquito could sneak out. This was simply to avoid any unforeseen trouble. Once my troops entered the city tomorrow, everything would be fine.

Gazing at the bright moon in the night sky, I couldn't help but think of Emily and Ya Meng, who were far away in two different worlds. I sighed softly and recited, "People have sorrow and joy, separation and reunion; the moon has its phases of waxing and waning, and nothing in this world is ever perfect. May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon,

even though we are thousands of miles apart." "May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart," a gentle voice startled me from my reverie. I turned my head and saw Aunt Beatrice walking towards the pavilion. I quickly went to greet her, smiling, and asked, "Auntie, it's you! You startled me!"

Beatrice smiled slightly and accompanied me into the pavilion. After finding a seat, she looked at me and asked, "Will, are you thinking about your family on the Azure Dragon Continent? You've been away from them for almost two months now, haven't you?"

"Auntie, you know all this? Did Sister Yue and the others tell you?" "It seems Ziyue and the others told Beatrice quite a bit, otherwise Beatrice wouldn't have said that.

" "It was Yue'er and the others who told me." Beatrice nodded, then asked with a smile, "What's wrong? They won't keep you company?"

"Auntie, look at what you're saying." From Beatrice's teasing eyes, I knew that Ziyue and the others must have told Beatrice about my "illness," otherwise Beatrice wouldn't have said such a thing, and it was clearly a joke. Sigh, these women are really something, always liking to use my embarrassing moments as gossip. I'm really fed up with them. I smiled and shook my head, then asked, "Auntie, coming back here must have brought back many feelings, right?"

"Yes," Beatrice sighed, "To be honest, I never thought I could come back here. I know very well that if Yue'er and the others hadn't met you, we probably would never have returned. Even if we had, it would have been because Hill's men had captured us. Looking back now, the events of the past year feel like a dream, but they've also taught me many lessons. Wealth and glory are fleeting; peace and safety are the greatest happiness. I especially miss life in that remote little mountain village. Although the people there weren't rich, everyone lived happily. There was no scheming or backstabbing; it was like a paradise." I listened quietly, without interrupting her.

Beatrice glanced at me and continued, "Will, Auntie has no other ambitions except for one unfulfilled wish."

I asked, intrigued, "Oh, what is Auntie's wish?"

Beatrice looked at me sideways and smiled, "Of course, it's to see your baby with Moon and Cloud! After you have the baby, I'll help you take care of it."

"Auntie, you're so young and beautiful, and you can't wait to become a grandmother?" This wasn't flattery; Beatrice looked to be only in her early thirties, mature and voluptuous, with a captivating charm—definitely no less attractive than her two daughters. It was a bit of a shame she was becoming a grandmother so early. Let me clarify, I absolutely don't mean anything by this; please don't get the wrong idea.

"Tch, you little devil, trying to pull that on your auntie? But don't forget, I'm not a little girl like Yun'er; your sweet talk won't work on me." Beatrice said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I'm already forty-one this year, it's about time I held my grandchild. Otherwise, how long are you going to make me wait?"

"Forty-one? You really don't look it at all." I shook my head with admiration, "Auntie really knows how to stay young, you look like you're not even thirty yet. But speaking of which, I don't have any plans to get Yue-jie and Yun'er pregnant yet. If you're in a hurry, Auntie, I have another suggestion. I wonder if you'd like to hear it?"

"You don't have any plans yet? How can that be?" Beatrice shook her head, "What suggestion do you have?"

I chuckled and said, "Auntie, taking care of a child is easy. You just need to have one yourself."

"Tch, that's utter nonsense!" Beatrice blushed and spat at me. "You're so bold for your age, you even dare to take advantage of your auntie?"

"I'm telling the truth, how is that nonsense? And of course, there's no question of taking advantage." I smiled slightly and said, "Auntie, tell me yourself, can't women over forty have babies?" "Of

course, a forty-year-old woman can have a baby, but—" Beatrice said, blushing, then trailed off, too embarrassed to continue. I smiled and continued, "But your father-in-law is gone, so you can't have a baby by yourself, right?"

"Tch, you're really something, how could you even say something like that?" Beatrice blushed and scolded, "Since you understand what Auntie means, you don't need to say it out loud."

I smiled slightly and said, "How am I supposed to know what Auntie is trying to say if I don't say it?" Then I looked at Beatrice seriously and said, "Auntie, let me ask you something. What are your plans for the future? I mean, Auntie yourself. As the saying goes, 'Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger,' you don't plan to be a widow

for the rest of your life, do you?" "Pah, you little devil, you're talking nonsense again." Beatrice playfully hit me, blushing and scolding, "What 'Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger'? You're so young, where did you hear such nonsense? I guess I'll have to talk to Yue'er and the others and have them keep a close eye on you, lest you go astray."

"Auntie, don't pretend in front of me. Do you really think I'm a child?" I shook my head and smiled, "Although I often don't understand women's thoughts, I do understand one thing: women are like the flowers in this garden; without the nourishment of rain and dew, they will wither quickly. Auntie, you're still young, you have a long life ahead of you, you should plan for yourself."

"You child, you're getting more and more outrageous! If you say another word, Auntie will really get angry!" Beatrice blushed, trying to appear righteous, but she couldn't fool me. I secretly chuckled to myself, and continued, "Auntie, I'm not an outsider, I won't laugh at you even if you say it out loud. I just don't believe you haven't felt lonely sleeping alone every night for the past year."

"Tch, I'm not going to argue with you anymore, I'm going back to rest." Beatrice practically fled the back garden in a panic. Of course, I knew she wasn't angry, just embarrassed. After all, my words hadn't offended her in any way, so she had no reason to be angry with me.

Watching Beatrice's figure disappear behind the high wall, I turned and whispered towards a tree, "Little girl, have you had enough of the show?"

"Tch, aren't you ashamed? I'm older than you, and you still dare to call me 'little girl'?" Little Cui emerged from behind the tree, skipping and hopping to me, wrinkling her cute little nose and teasing me, "You little lecher, how dare you flirt with Madam! I'll tell the eldest and second young ladies, and you'll be in big trouble!"

"Heh, you little brat, you're turning the tables! I haven't even punished you for eavesdropping yet." I grinned wickedly and, with lightning speed, swept Little Cui up headfirst in my arms. Little Cui immediately cried out in alarm, "What are you doing?" "Put me down right now, or I'll tell the eldest and second young ladies that you harassed Madam and me."

"Heh, still acting tough even when you're about to die? Let's see how I deal with you." With that, I raised my hand and slapped her little bottom a few times, "smack, smack, smack." Although the force wasn't great, the sound was quite loud. Xiao Cui was naturally embarrassed and scolded, "You little pervert, put me down right now, what are you going to do?" I didn't know what Zi Yue and the others had said to Xiao Cui, but I could feel that Xiao Cui's eyes were always a little strange when she looked at me. I knew what that meant, which is why I dared to do such a bold thing.

"Hehe, of course, I'm going to do something fun." I chuckled and said, "But, if you're willing to let me kiss you, I'll let you go."

"You...you have to keep your word." Xiao Cui knew that now was not the time to be stubborn, so she had no choice but to obediently give in.

"Of course it counts." I put Xiao Cui down, and she glared at me fiercely before blushing and offering her lips with her beautiful eyes closed. I smiled slightly, wrapped my arms around her slender waist, and kissed her. Xiao Cui trembled, her body going limp. I immediately knew Xiao Cui was still a novice, because her responses were very awkward. I was like a patient teacher, guiding her to put her tongue in my mouth and sucking it for a while.

Under my passionate kiss, Xiao Cui completely lost her ability to think, so much so that even after my lips parted, she remained nestled in my arms, completely entranced. I couldn't help but chuckle and whisper in her ear, "How was it? Feeling good, right?"

"You...you're a big bad guy..." Finally snapping out of her daze, Xiao Cui blushed deeply, shyly pushing me away and running off, making me burst into laughter behind her. Honestly, she really is a pure and lovely girl. Although she's only a year younger than Xiaowen and Xiaopei, she seems much more innocent than them.

"Hey, come out." After watching Xiaocui disappear, I turned around and said, "Little girl, aren't you coming out? Do you want a spanking too?" As soon as I finished speaking, Qianhui's beautiful figure slowly appeared beside me.

"Young master, Sister Yue and the others asked me to come and see you, ah..." Before Qianhui could finish speaking, I grabbed her and pressed her onto my knees, then swung my hand and landed on her alluring buttocks. "Smack," "Smack," "Smack"—three crisp sounds rang out as I slapped Qianhui's pretty buttocks three times without saying a word. Amidst Qianhui's soft moans, I chuckled and scolded, "You little brat, how dare you play tricks on me! You've been here for a while, and you still haven't shown yourself. What are you trying to do?"

Qianhui rubbed her bottom with her hand, grumbling, "Ouch! I just wanted to see if you could really find me, young master." This little girl really knows how to play tricks. I know my own strength; it wouldn't hurt much. She's really good at pretending. I chuckled inwardly, already having an idea, determined to "punish" Qianhui properly. I

smiled slightly, my devilish hand gently kneading Qianhui's plump, fragrant buttocks, and said with a laugh, "Does it really hurt? Come, let me see." As I spoke, my fingers hooked onto Qianhui's belt, pulling and tugging. Before Qianhui could even understand, her pants were pulled down to her buttocks, revealing a white, glistening, plump, jade-like bottom. The sight of her alabaster-like buttocks was truly alluring, stirring my heart and causing a "tent" to form in my groin.

Chie felt a cool sensation on her buttocks, followed by a heat. My hand was already caressing her smooth, fleshy mound, rubbing it. She couldn't help but say shyly, "Young master... not here..."

I pinched Chie's full, round buttocks and laughed, "Chie, don't worry, no one else will come here. Even if someone does, I'll be able to spot them beforehand. Just accept your punishment obediently."

"But... Sister Yue and the others..." Chie's slender hand pressed down on my restless hand, trying to make one last effort. Without hesitation, I vigorously moved my hand, caressing her buttocks. Chie's slender hand, pressing against the back of my hand, seemed to be helping me caress herself, making her feel incredibly shy. I smiled slightly and said, "Little girl, your buttocks are so tender and smooth, and so elastic, it's making me drool."

A slight itch came from her buttocks, and hearing my flirtatious words, Chie couldn't help but feel aroused. After all, when she was with me before, there were always several other people around, and we shared everything, rarely having time alone together. She released her slender hand from the back of my hand, lay down on my legs, and raised her plump, snowy buttocks high.

Then my fingers slid into the deep crevice between the mounds of flesh, splitting into two paths: my middle finger explored the front garden, while my thumb pressed against the anus. My nimble middle finger tapped, hooked, and pressed between the two delicate, smooth petals, causing Chie to moan and writhe her hips. The simultaneous itchy and tingling sensations from both parts of her lower body brought Chie both pleasure and distress. She subtly tightened her labia, clamping down on the fingers crawling along her cleft, hoping to gain even more pleasure.

At this moment, Chie's honeypot was overflowing with spring water, her flesh itchy, tightly gripping my unmoving middle finger, writhing and entwining. Her drooping hands grasped my calves, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and she moaned softly. Chie's allure infected me as well. A thought struck me, and a large waterbed appeared before me. The next moment, Chie and I were on the waterbed. My hand slipped inside her clothes, roaming over her breasts. Chie's body trembled, her face flushed crimson, her beautiful eyes almost spitting fire, her mouth parted slightly, panting and moaning softly. Her overflowing desire was incredibly alluring.

Chie writhed in my arms, gently embracing my fiery body. My lips pressed tightly against hers, my hands kneading and pressing her breasts. Even through her clothes, this caress sent shivers of pleasure through Chie's body. Slowly, she came to a standstill, like a gentle lamb. She kissed me tightly, clinging to my neck, her tongue darting into my mouth, swirling and sucking.

I unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time, pulling it open to reveal her fair, jade-like skin, a sight that made my blood boil. But I suppressed my impulse, first taking off her top, then unbuttoning her bodice to finish her upper body, and then completely ripping off the pants hanging between her legs.

With her clothes off, Chie's smooth, white body was fully exposed, her two full breasts and two moist vulva, soft and boneless, abundant yet ample. Her vulva was partially hidden by short, fine, and not-too-long green pubic hair. I quickly stripped off my own clothes, then lowered my head, stuck out my tongue, and began to lick Chie's entire body. From top to bottom, I licked her pink cheeks, tender neck, and soft breasts, traversing her dark pubic area to reach her secret garden.

Chie had little experience in bed, and had never experienced such stimulation before. Her blood surged, her waist swayed violently, her legs involuntarily spread wide, and she moaned, "Mmm... um... um... ah... ah..." Her legs were spread wide, her bright red vulva completely exposed. I parted her vulva with my hands and thrust my tongue inside, licking her tender opening fiercely. Chie's suppressed desire erupted; she couldn't resist the overwhelming urges. Stimulated, her vulva began to open and close, and my penis, too, became somewhat uncontrollable, its veins throbbing.

Both of us were reaching our limit. I had Chie lie on her back on the waterbed, spread her fair thighs, and then, in a tiger-pouncing-on-sheep position, I thrust my penis into her vulva. Because Chie's vulva was already overflowing, my penis easily slid all the way in. Feeling the fullness within, Chie moaned contentedly, "Mmm...so thick...so full...mmm..."

I took a deep breath and then thrust straight in, completely reaching the very depths of Chie's vulva. Her brows furrowed, her lips parted slightly, and her hands gripped my waist tightly. The feeling was hard to describe, but I knew she had found a source of fulfillment on the edge of emptiness and helplessness, and this complete fulfillment made her happy and satisfied. I simply went all the way in, holding her soft body tightly and remaining still; it was a unique sensation.

"Oh... good brother... why... aren't you moving..." Chie, who had been half-closing her eyes, opened them slightly and pleaded with me in a sweet voice, "Good brother... don't tease your sister... sister... knows she was wrong... oh... come on... good brother... love me hard... sister... wants you... hurry... please..."

My hard penis pressed against Chie's warm spot, and I gently touched her pretty face, admiring her beautiful breasts; it felt wonderful. Seeing that Chie had already begged for mercy, I couldn't bear to tease her any longer, so I began to thrust. Chie's body was as supple as a boneless tree, rising and falling beneath me on the waterbed as I thrust wildly. Chie moaned softly, "Good brother...this waterbed...is so good...it feels...more wonderful than a regular bed...ah...so comfortable...ah...next time...I want to be pampered by you on the waterbed too..."

A waterbed made of water elements is certainly very different from a regular bed. Making love on it truly offers a different experience; no wonder Chie was already thinking about next time before this was even over. I smiled and shook my head, but my hips didn't stop moving. My thick penis thrust rapidly in and out of Chie's honeyed depths. Chie twisted her slender waist to meet my thrusts, her half-open lips emitting soft moans, which excited me even more, making my thrusts even more violent.

Chie's whole body trembled uncontrollably, her two jade-like legs swinging wildly from side to side, her mouth panting and calling out incessantly: "Ugh... good brother... I... I'm... dying... ah... ah... ah... oh... ugh... ugh... it's hitting... my flower again... ah... ah... good... good... ah... so... so good..."

Chie's eyes were glazed over, half-open and half-closed, her nasal voice groaning beautifully, incredibly moving, her mouth still calling out: "Good brother... I'm so happy... come on... so... so good... come on... harder... good... good... ah... ah... ah... I want more... ah..." Chie kept moaning wildly, her waist twisting wildly, her soft hands encircling my neck, her snow-white buttocks constantly rotating to meet my thrusts.

Seeing Chie's seductive expression, I thrust my hips forward and pounded into her hard, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. She shook her head, her eyes gleaming with desire, her body writhing wildly as she moaned and cried out, "Good brother...you...are...going to...kill me...I feel so good...so good...oh...good brother...go ahead and do it...harder...ah...good brother...my...is...going to...be...going to be...penetrated...oh...oh...ah...ah..."

Hearing this, my blood surged and my desire burned even brighter. I quickly lifted Chie's legs with both hands, pressing them down against her chest, making her vulva even more prominent and hard. Then I thrust in and out forcefully, each time going all the way in, each thrust hitting her flesh. Chie was so overwhelmed by my passion that she was in a state of ecstasy, unable to speak coherently: "Oh... good brother... I'm going to die... I'm going to be... fucked to death by you... ah... good brother... I... I can't take it anymore... oh... oh... so beautiful... ah..."

Chie's slender waist moved wildly, welcoming my increasingly intense thrusts. She was covered in fragrant sweat, panting and moaning softly: "Ah... ah... good brother... you... ah... really... are going to... kill me... ah... so... comfortable... ah... thrust faster... harder... ah... so comfortable... so pleasurable... good brother... harder... yes... harder... ah... so beautiful... oh..."

I stretched out my hands and moved them across Chie's chest. The intense thrusting into Chie's honey hole, combined with the pleasure of my hands kneading her nipples, created a complex and indescribable sensation. My large glans touched her clitoris with each thrust, sending shivers of pleasure through her. The tender flesh of her vaginal walls was swollen full by my thick penis, and with each thrust, the large groove protruding from the glans scraped against her, making her feel even more itchy and tingly. Excitement and stimulation caused Chie's tender buttocks to sway from side to side and thrust back and forth, matching my vigorous thrusting.

"Oh... good brother... I will definitely... die... in your... hands... ah... harder... deep... ah... ah... you hit it again... so comfortable... so pleasurable... ah..." I concentrated all my strength in my fierce attack, and Chie also tried her best to twist her waist, her mouth moaning intermittently: "Mmm... mmm... good brother... so comfortable... oh... so beautiful... so wonderful..."

Her juices gushed out of Chie's honey hole like a tide, and her pretty face was covered with fragrant sweat. Chie also sensed that I had reached my climax, so she mustered her remaining strength and squeezed my penis tightly in her honey hole. I shuddered, a surge of hot semen shooting straight into her core, while she, like a bursting dam, released her own vaginal fluids. Our bodies and minds melted together, quietly savoring this moment of pleasure. Chie held me close, glancing at me with alluring eyes, letting out a satisfied and fulfilling sigh, and then, with a smile, closed her eyes deeply…

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"Brother Will, so you and Sister Chie were secretly having fun here last night?" The culprit who had just woken me up whispered something in my ear that made me both laugh and cry. Chie blushed even more. I couldn't help but laugh and scold, "What do you mean by 'secretly having fun'? Do you even know what

you're talking about?" "Hehe, am I wrong? Didn't you and Sister Chie secretly have fun here last night, Brother Will? What else could it be but 'secretly having fun'? Do you mean 'wild sex'?" This little girl Luvia really knows how to use words. First it was "secretly having fun," now it's "wild sex." Chie was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and disappear.

"Hey, little girl, why did you wake me up so early in the morning?" I had no intention of teasing Luvia anymore, so I sat up and asked. Luvia took my clothes and helped me dress, laughing, "Vilgo, have you forgotten? Didn't you have those people open the city gates at sunrise yesterday to welcome Brother Rex and the others into the city? I think they should be inside by now and will be here soon. You wouldn't want Brother Rex and the others to see you like this, would you?"

"Oh, you've almost forgotten." I reached out and touched Chie's bare breasts as she struggled to get up and help me, making Chie blush and scold me, while Luvia chuckled. With the two women's help, I quickly got dressed, and after Chie was dressed, I went to the living room to wash up, accompanied by the two women. When they saw me, Beatrice and Little Green both blushed, but Little Green's face showed a mixture of shyness and joy.

As I emerged from the palace accompanied by the women, I saw Brother Rex leading a troop of cavalry, marching majestically from one end of the street towards the palace. The crowds lining the streets stopped to watch, occasionally whispering among themselves. However, they didn't show any obvious fear on their faces; I think they recognized the discipline of this troop and knew they wouldn't harm civilians. Of course, me and the women, leading a group of female warriors out of the palace, naturally became the subject of pointing fingers and whispered discussions.

"General, Rex has arrived on orders. Please give your instructions." After dismounting before me, Rex and his cavalry did something that surprised neither me nor the women: Rex, leading the way, knelt before me to ask for my permission. This action naturally led the onlookers to secretly wonder who I was, to have such a grand entrance.

I quickly helped Rex up. "Brother Rex, why are you still putting on this act? All of you brothers, please get up too."

"It's only right. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to express my respect for the General." After standing up, Rex saluted me again and said, "General, I have already dispatched troops to take over the city's defenses as ordered. Please give me your orders for what to do next."

I nodded and then instructed, "The most urgent task is to maintain normal order throughout the city. Have the brothers work harder and strengthen patrols within the city. Anyone found taking advantage of the chaos or causing trouble should be severely punished. At the same time, inform the citizens not to panic and to continue their normal lives. Oh, and one more thing: you need to send someone to pay special attention to those large merchants and warn them not to take advantage of the situation to inflate prices, or they will face the consequences."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take care of it immediately." Rex saluted me again, left me with a squad of cavalry, and then left with the rest of his men and Mei Xin. Because so far, Rex is only my deputy in name, and he can only command the 10,000 light cavalry under my command. He cannot mobilize the 10,000 light cavalry under Mei Xin's command, so Mei Xin has to go with him to arrange some matters.

After seeing Mei Xin and Rex off, the women and I returned to the palace. Zi Yue asked me, "Will, what do you plan to do with those officials? We can't just keep them locked up like this forever, can we?"

"Of course, I was just about to tell you about this." I nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "I thought about it yesterday and came up with an idea. What do you think of it?" I paused, considering how to phrase it, and then said, "At first glance, almost all of these people seem to be quite wicked. They must have done a lot of bad things in the past. I think we should approach this from two angles. On the one hand, we should send people down to investigate all the nobles and officials in the city, strictly monitor their movements, and investigate whether they have committed any misdeeds. On the other hand, we should issue a public notice to the common people, encouraging them to report any nobles, officials, or bureaucrats who have committed evil deeds. I want to publicly execute nobles and bureaucrats with serious crimes to appease the people; while for other nobles, we should confiscate their assets in different proportions according to their individual circumstances, in preparation for the next step of our plan."

"Next step?" Ziyun asked in surprise, "Brother Will, what do you mean by next step? Putting that aside, I think what you just said was excellent, and it should be very effective in gaining public support. To be honest, after you told me, I think it's actually quite simple, but I definitely couldn't have come up with it myself."

"Of course, it's simple when someone else tells you," Ziyue smiled and said, "Will, our sisterhood will discuss the specific details. Tell us about your next step."

"Sister Yue, don't rush, I haven't finished speaking yet." I paused for a moment, then continued, "Sister Yue, you were once a princess of this country, so you should know a little about the ministers in the court who can benefit the people, right? In any case, apart from you, Yun'er, Aunt, and a few others, everyone else is unfamiliar with this environment. And even you, you're unlikely to have access to very specific details, so to really get things done, you need help from people familiar with the situation. If we could find some of your father's former ministers to help, things would definitely be much easier. Also, you might as well see if there are any usable ministers among the current ones, although the chances are slim." "

Hmm, what you said makes a lot of sense, Will." Zi Yue nodded and said, "After Hill came to power, most of the ministers who were loyal to my father, except for a few who were persecuted to death, were only dismissed from their posts. I think it shouldn't be too difficult to send out notices to find them, but under what pretext should we send out these notices?"

"This is simple. I've already reached an agreement with Suya and Sister Bingqian. I've added another title to my resume: Special Envoy in charge of handling matters concerning the Barando Empire. Sister Yue will issue a public notice in my name, requesting their presence to discuss important matters and the future of the people of the Barando Empire. If they are truly people who can benefit the people, they will certainly be willing to come." I smiled and said, "Oh, Sister Yue, I almost forgot to tell you, I asked Suya for the title of Assistant Special Envoy. You won't refuse, will you?"

"Weir, look at what you're saying, how could Yue'er refuse?" Beatrice said seriously, "No matter what, we must be responsible for the people of the Barando Empire. After all, this country was founded by our ancestors. Although the country no longer exists, we must still create good living conditions for these people. Not to mention Yue'er and Yun'er have an inescapable responsibility, even this old woman like me won't sit idly by, although I may not be able to help much."

"Auntie, you're too modest," I said with a smile. "Not only are young and beautiful old ladies like you rare, but you also shouldn't underestimate your abilities. There are many times when you're more effective than Sister Yue. For example, when it comes to summoning the old ministers, you have more influence than Sister Yue."

"You're so glib, always saying nice things," Beatrice said, her pretty face slightly flushed. She gave me a charmingly glaring look and said, "Aren't you afraid that Yue'er will be unhappy?"

Zi Yue giggled and said, "Mom, don't worry at all. Even if Will is exaggerating, I won't be jealous of you, Mom."

Beatrice blushed even more and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's hear Will's plan instead." She seemed worried about something, even her jokes stopped abruptly. Purple Moon gave me a knowing smile, while Little Green, standing behind Beatrice, made a face at me when no one was looking. That little girl was really clever.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on me, I coughed, cleared my throat, and said, "The so-called next step of the plan is actually nothing too new. The core is the 'new policy' currently being implemented in the Kingdom of Mosby. I've discussed it with Suya and Sister Qian, and we plan to take advantage of this opportunity to first implement the 'new policy' on this land that originally belonged to the Barando Empire, paving the way for the reforms that Suya is currently carrying out domestically." However, unlike Suya's gradual approach domestically, we're going to take a one-step approach here. The main points are: abolishing the aristocratic and slave classes, prohibiting the buying and selling of people; nationalizing all land and redistributing it; elevating the status of commoners and women; and reforming the tax and fiscal system. "

I see," Ziyun exclaimed, suddenly understanding. "If the Kingdom of Sujili is also conquered, will it be the same?"

"Of course," I explained with a smile. "No matter what policies are implemented in the occupied territories, the princes and nobles won't have sufficient grounds for opposition, and even if they disagree, they can't stop it." "But it's different domestically. If we take drastic reforms all at once, it will be difficult to implement. And there's another advantage: the commoners in the occupied territories will definitely yearn for the people in these occupied lands, which will be very beneficial for the implementation of new policies." The women nodded knowingly, somewhat understanding why I, usually quite lazy, had voluntarily taken on the title of "Plenipotentiary Envoy."

Beatrice sighed, then looked at me seriously and said, "Will, if you were to become king, you would surely be a benevolent ruler who loves his people dearly. I think even the most benevolent king in the history of the Barando Empire couldn't have placed the common people in such a high regard as you do. For that alone, I should thank you on behalf of all the common people of the Barando Empire."

"Auntie, please don't flatter me," I chuckled. "I'm easily flattered. When someone praises me, I get dizzy and lose all sense of direction, even forgetting what I said."

“You—” Beatrice gave me a reproachful look, then shook her head with a smile, saying, “You little rascal, it’s rare for you to be serious for a moment. Auntie is really impressed.”

The women all giggled. Ziyue laughed and said, “Mom, you’re only realizing this now? We’re already used to it. This guy is always smiling and joking, unlike Dad who always has a stern face. I’m afraid you’ll have a hard time getting used to it.”

Beatrice sighed softly, “Your father is just too old-fashioned. I once advised him to be wary of General Hill, but he said I was being ‘womanly.’ And what happened? Sigh, to be honest, although your father is kind, he’s not a qualified king. After all, it was under his rule that the throne was handed over to General Hill, plunging the people of the empire into misery.” She paused here, probably sensing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. She smiled and said, “Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s hear what Will has to say.” "

I have nothing more to say. I've said everything I needed to say." I smiled at Ziyue and said, "Sister Yue, let me make this clear first. Although I'm the 'Plenipotentiary Envoy,' don't expect me to actually do anything."

"Hehe, I already knew that." Ziyue smiled and glanced at me. "If you expect me to do anything properly, that's like expecting the sun to rise in the west! But speaking of which, I do have something to make clear to you first. Originally, I was supposed to be a good host and show you and the sisters around, but now I don't have time for you. Don't blame me."

"Sister Yue, don't worry about it at all. No matter how ungrateful I am, I won't blame you." I smiled and said, "But you've reminded me that I should go out and take a look around, and maybe observe the local conditions."

"Observe the local conditions?" Ziyue scoffed, "Go observe the local conditions in a young girl's bed?" The women all chuckled strangely. I was truly exasperated with them. I didn't understand why they always liked to portray me so negatively. I just couldn't understand it. Did they feel any pride in making me look so bad? Women's psychology is really strange.

Beatrice laughed and said, "Moon, you just said that Will was rarely serious. I don't think you're much better than him now."

Ziyun chuckled and said, "That's called 'being influenced by one's company.' How can we be serious when we're with Will, who's always grinning like that?"

"Auntie, listen to this! I can't clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River. It's like it's all my fault!" I complained to Beatrice, full of grievances. My exaggerated expression made the women laugh even harder.

Beatrice smiled and shook her head. "Will, I'm really impressed with you. No wonder they're always laughing. With you around, they can't help but laugh."

"Sigh, I thought Auntie could uphold justice. It seems I was just being wishful." I shrugged and said, "Alright, I'm going to observe the local customs now. Who's coming with me?"

Ziyue smiled and said, "Let Yun'er go with you. After all, she's a legitimate landlady."

"Okay then, Yun'er, let's go." I smiled and called to Ziyun. Beatrice suddenly said, "Will, let Xiao Cui come with you too. This girl wanted me to take her shopping early this morning. Letting her come along can be a half-guide. She knows the city of Dragre very well." Xiao Cui glanced at me shyly when she heard Beatrice's words, and then immediately lowered her head.

My eyes lit up, and I said with a grin, "Oh, so Xiao Cui, you must know which district the red-light districts are in. You must take me to see the beauties of your Barando Empire later."

Ziyue raised her fist and said, "You dare? Sisters, let's show him what's what and see if he dares to mess with disreputable women outside?" The women giggled and responded to Ziyue's call, their jade-like hands and pink legs fluttering. I yelled and fled somewhat "disheveled," standing in the courtyard angrily, "I've never seen such fierce women! I'll go find someone better outside!" The women shouted and rushed out as well. Seeing the situation was bad, I laughed and quickly fled the battlefield, leaving the women behind, shouting and laughing. After a while, they burst into loud laughter, as if they were celebrating a victorious return.

I walked on the streets of Delagre, the warm sunshine warming my body and my heart. Ziyun, like a lark, walked beside me, her arm around my shoulder, smiling sweetly. Xiaocui walked on my other side, her gaze lingering on me from time to time. I knew this somewhat naive girl had already fallen for me.

Delagre was the most prosperous city in the Barando Empire, the center of politics and wealth. Although it had just experienced the upheaval of the fall of its kingdom, and the streets were patrolled by "Rose Legion" cavalry, there were still many people on the streets. Presumably because the patrolling cavalrymen were behaving so respectfully, the pedestrians on the street showed only a hint of worry, not any particular unease or panic.

We strolled around for an hour or so without realizing it. At first, Xiao Cui was a little shy, but later she completely opened up, chatting and laughing with me, occasionally introducing me to the local people and customs. Before we knew it, we entered an alley specializing in women's jewelry. Although the two women didn't have a particularly strong desire to buy anything, since we were already there, we might as well take a look.

"Grandma, what are these made of?" Xiao Cui and Zi Yun stopped in front of a stall specializing in jade pendants and bracelets. Xiao Cui picked up a jade pendant and played with it in her hand.

“Beautiful lady, these are earrings crafted from the finest jade, pure white and sparkling in the night, perfectly complementing your beautiful complexion. These pendants seem tailor-made for you.” The white-haired old woman seemed to know how to win over her customers, her words making Xiao Cui beam with delight.

“Weir, come here quickly, I want to buy them!” Xiao Cui said to me with a cute expression, her tone almost like that of a lover pleading. I walked over, not haggling, tossed down five gold coins, ignoring the old woman’s profuse thanks, and smiled at Zi Yun, saying, “Yun’er, why don’t you pick a pair too?”

“Yes, beautiful lady, I also have a green pendant here that perfectly matches your气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament),” the old woman added opportunistically; she really knew how to read people. Zi Yun naturally wouldn’t refuse my offer, nodding sweetly with a smile, while the old woman at her stall busied herself searching for the pendant she had mentioned.

"It should be here, right? I remember it being placed here—where did it go? My memory's really failing me as I get older—" the old woman muttered to herself as she searched frantically. Seeing her frantic search, Ziyun said, "Grandma, don't bother looking if you can't find it. We'll come back to buy it next time."

"I remember now, it was in the corner of the outer shelf. Sigh, I'm getting senile; I almost forgot where I put it." The old woman said, then shakily made her way around the corner of the stall towards the outer shelf. Suddenly, she stumbled and fell towards me. Amidst Xiaocui and Ziyun's gasps, I instinctively reached out to help her.

At that moment, a chill ran through me, and Yuyi's voice echoed in my mind: "Brother Weier, be careful." Even without her warning, I already sensed something was wrong, because I felt a strong killing intent—and the old woman who was falling suddenly became ferocious, her eyes filled with a sinister and vicious look, a strange smile on her face. In a split second, a gleaming dagger, coated in purple poison, suddenly appeared from her sleeve.

In a split second, I shoved Xiao Cui and Zi Yun to the ground, but the poisoned dagger had already struck me with lightning speed. At the same time, countless cold glints converged on me from all directions, instantly piercing my body along with the old woman's dagger. Xiao Cui and Zi Yun's cries of extreme horror and grief rang out almost simultaneously: "Brother Weier—"

Xiao Cui had already scrambled to her feet, then, disregarding her own life, charged towards the "old woman" with near-madness, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam, raining down on the earth. Not knowing my true nature, her reaction was naturally not surprising; her actions in that instant revealed her deep affection for me. For a fleeting moment, Ziyun seemed to forget that she was the God of Chaos. Her beautiful pupils lost all light the instant I was attacked, and her unconsciously moving hands guided a terrible disaster.

A massive amount of fire element instantly coalesced in Ziyun's hands, forming a ferocious torrent of flames that swept uncontrollably towards the two rows of assassins attempting to rush in from either side. These female assassins had no time to react and were instantly incinerated. The unobstructed torrent of flames soared into the sky, exploding into countless sparks in mid-air, like a dazzling display of fireworks dancing and falling in the sky.

Just then, Xiaocui suddenly regained her clarity from her madness, and Ziyun's eyes regained their sparkle. A hand like an iron clamp gripped the "old woman's" neck tightly, while my voice slowly rose behind her: "Too slow. You only managed to pierce my afterimage. This level of assassination is impossible." The "old woman" stared

in disbelief at the bloodied sword tip protruding from her chest. As the afterimage I had ambushed began to dissipate before her, she finally had to admit defeat, letting out a gurgling sound from her throat, unable to speak. I loosened my grip slightly and said coldly, "I'll give you a chance to give your last words. Who sent you?"

"I...although...I failed...my Rouge...group...will absolutely...not let you go...they will...use all their strength...to avenge me...I...am waiting for you...Vell...Randy...in the Asura Hell..." The "old woman" suddenly gritted her teeth, black blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. I pulled out "Unnamed," released "him," and "his" body slumped to the ground, already dead. Typical assassin tactics: once caught and exposed, he bit into the poison capsule embedded in his teeth and committed suicide. Judging from his last call of my name, this was indeed an assassination attempt against me. But I'd only just arrived in this city; how could someone have targeted me so quickly?

"Brother Will… I'm sorry… I got nervous… and forgot…" Seeing my teasing gaze, Ziyun lowered her head somewhat embarrassed, but how could I bear to blame her? The saying goes, "If it doesn't concern you, you'll be confused." In that critical moment, how could she think of anything else? I shook my head slightly and held her tightly in my arms. Xiaocui turned her face away to wipe her tears, her delicate shoulders still trembling slightly. I brought Ziyun to her side, turned her around, and examined her exquisitely beautiful face, like a pear blossom in the rain, a crabapple tree glistening with dew.

"I'm not crying because of you… don't misunderstand… I just…" Xiaocui still refused to admit that she had fallen for me, stubbornly insisting. I gently pressed my left hand to her fragrant lips, silencing her stubbornness, and then pulled her into my arms. After a long while, once Xiao Cui had calmed down, she broke free from my embrace, wrinkled her pretty nose, and made a face at me, saying, "Don't overthink it, I absolutely don't like you. I was just a little cold, so I borrowed your shoulder for a moment."

I spread my hands, looking innocent, and said, "I didn't overthink it. I absolutely didn't doubt the possibility that you like me. My embrace is warm, my shoulder is reliable, you're welcome to borrow it anytime, Miss." Zi Yun peeked out from my embrace and chuckled, making Xiao Cui blush. She could only glare at us and couldn't say a word.

I glanced at the spot where the Rouge Gang assassins had been lying, only to find a pool of blood. I remembered being attacked several times by the "Black Phantom" assassin organization in Garrison City. I didn't expect to be targeted by an assassin group again so soon after arriving in Dragre City. Who wanted to kill me? Thinking this to myself, I said to the two women, "Let's go back." Then I embraced Ziyun and left, with Xiaocui following silently behind.

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Volume 7, Chapter 9: Leaning on the Red and Embracing the Green)

May 14th, 7992 of the Continental Calendar, is another day mentioned countless times by later historians. Almost all historians, when commenting on this not-so-special day, used the following words: "History was rewritten on this day; Saint King Will Landi opened the prelude to unifying the entire 'Fantasy Continent'."

On this morning, as the sun rose above the horizon, the 14,000 light cavalry of the Kuka Empire's "Rose Legion"

entered the capital of the Barando Empire, "Dragre City," without firing a single shot, officially announcing the demise of the Barando Empire, which had existed for over 1200 years. Most later historians regard this day as the day of the Barando Empire's fall. However, a few meticulous historians argue that the Balando Empire's demise actually occurred on May 13th, taking the moment of King Hill's death the previous night as its date of fall.

Regardless of their viewpoint, historians cannot accurately describe what happened in the Balando imperial palace before the city of Dragore opened its gates to welcome the Kuka cavalry, or how King Hill died. The details of these events have become a mystery that has captivated historians, as all those who witnessed them remained tight-lipped afterward. Consequently, many different versions of these events have emerged, but the true historical account has been forever lost to the flow of time.

At noon on May 14th, 7992 in the Continental Calendar, upon learning of the fall of their capital, the soldiers of the Barando Empire completely lost their will to fight. Except for a very small number who secretly fled to the border of the neighboring Sugilite Kingdom, the remaining approximately 70,000 troops, led by the vice-commander of the "Tiger and Leopard Legion," Troussier, surrendered to the "Rose Legion." Prior to this, Tatum, the commander of the "Tiger and Leopard Legion" and one of the two great generals of the Barando Empire, had committed suicide in the army, following in the footsteps of another Barando Empire general, Mechio, who had died before him. Both ended their lives in almost identical ways, upholding their dignity as soldiers in equally tragic circumstances.

After the rapid demise of the Barando Empire, the situation on the entire continent changed drastically. The Sugilite Kingdom, which had previously formed an alliance with the Barando Empire, suddenly found itself besieged on both sides. An advance force of the "Rose Legion" had already rapidly moved from Barando Empire territory towards the border of the Sugilite Kingdom. Meanwhile, the "Fragrance Legion," which had been fighting the Sugili Kingdom's army head-on, was also achieving successive victories and had already penetrated into Sugili territory, advancing deeper into its interior.

On the western front of the Kuka Empire, the Sion Empire, which had only recently begun fighting the Kuka Empire, had a total army of 200,000, far exceeding the Kuka Empire's "Fire Legion's" 80,000 troops. Moreover, the Sion Empire was led by the renowned general Rummenigge, who had distinguished himself in battle. Therefore, the Sion Empire held a military advantage in the early stages of the war, gaining the upper hand in several probing battles against the "Fire Legion." Faced with a clear shortage of troops, General Faroka, the commander of the "Fire Legion," disregarded his pride and petitioned Her Majesty the Queen for reinforcements. Queen Suya had already ordered the emergency transfer of half of the "Flame Legion's" forces, approximately 40,000 men, to the border to support the "Fire Legion's" operations.

Among the five nations of the "Xuanwu Continent," the Kingdom of Idrilia, the only one not involved in the war, has remained aloof and isolated since its founding due to its weakness. Although they haven't been directly involved in this fierce conflict, the rapid demise of the Barando Empire has put them under immense pressure. If the Kingdom of Sugili were to follow in Barando's footsteps and fall, their fate would be precarious. Therefore, the royal family of the Kingdom of Idrilia, closely monitoring the progress of this war that will reshape the entire continent, is becoming increasingly restless.

Meanwhile, a dramatic transformation is taking place within the Kuka Empire. Queen Suya, after officially ascending the throne in early April, is implementing a series of reforms. Although her reform plan is still in its early stages, and many subsequent policies have not yet been released, making it difficult to accurately determine her policy direction, some clues can be gleaned from the measures she has already announced. These can be roughly summarized into three aspects: abolishing the slave class and prohibiting the buying and selling of people; elevating the status of women and commoners; and gradually weakening and eliminating the privileges of the nobility.

It's conceivable that the aristocracy is the only class that won't benefit from Queen Suya's reform plan. Although the current measures haven't fundamentally harmed their interests, the nobles, having already sensed the impending change, have spontaneously formed both overt and covert resistance against the reform plan. Knowing full well that the reform plan will never succeed without strict implementation by those below her, Queen Suya, following the advice of Bingqian and others, began by investigating corrupt officials to establish her absolute authority and gradually clear obstacles for the reform plan.

On the other hand, the nobles of the Kuka Empire, eyeing the lucrative Balando Empire, also engaged in fierce competition, each wanting a piece of this tempting prize. According to their calculations, the territories that originally belonged to the Balando Empire have now been incorporated into the Kuka Empire, and Her Majesty the Queen will naturally appoint new city lords to govern the towns that once belonged to the Balando Empire. The nobles, who always seized the credit of others after they had fought tooth and nail, naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass them by, scrambling to secure territories for their relatives and friends. However, they were destined for disappointment this time, because Queen Suya uttered words they never expected: "You don't need to fight anymore. I've already made arrangements regarding the Barando Empire. I've decided to appoint General Will Randy, the vanguard general of the 'Rose Legion,' who made the greatest contribution in this battle, as the plenipotentiary envoy responsible for handling the affairs of the Barando Empire."

"What?!" The ministers were utterly astonished, exchanging bewildered glances.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable!" Finance Minister Marquis Griner was the first to object, and the other ministers echoed in unison, "We implore Your Majesty to reconsider and rescind your decree." Although Suya

was secretly annoyed, she showed no displeasure on her face. She glanced at Wanqing, who stood beside her with a livid face, and gestured for her to calm down. Compared to Wanqing's open expression, Bingqian, standing on Suya's other side, remained calm, as she had anticipated the ministers' reaction. Suya glanced at the princes and ministers in the hall and said unhurriedly, "Marquis Griner, tell me why you oppose my proposal?"

"Your Majesty, I have three reasons to oppose it," Marquis Griner said confidently. "First, as far as I know, this Will Landy is just a commoner. His position as the vanguard general of the 'Rose Legion' was arranged by Your Majesty's captain of the guard and the personally appointed envoy, Miss Jiawei. This is unprecedented in the history of the empire and is incompatible with the imperial military system. Considering his minor contributions in this battle, he can be allowed to continue in the position of vanguard general without any further reward."

"Second, in this battle, Will..." "Randy didn't achieve much; he was just lucky." Marquis Griner spoke confidently, "Our Kuka Empire's army is brave and skilled in battle, while the Barando Empire's army is a rabble and easily defeated. It's not surprising that we were able to win this war. Will Randy's ability to lead his troops into the heart of the Barando Empire was due to a lucky surprise attack when the enemy's main force was tied down by General Raymond, leaving their rear vulnerable. It's not surprising. Moreover, we shouldn't forget that among the 14,000 imperial troops who entered the Barando Empire's capital, 'Dragre City,' 8,000 were under General Mei Xin's command. In terms of merit, General Mei Xin's contribution surpasses Will Randy's. To put it another way, the main credit for a victory should go to the commander-in-chief. The greatest contributors to this victory should be the two commanders of the 'Rose Legion,' General Lian Yi and General Raymond, not Will Randy." Hearing Marquis Griner's sophistry ,

Wanqing's lips trembled with anger. She never imagined there could be such a shameless person. Others were bleeding and sweating on the battlefield, yet he stood there talking without a care in the world, not only criticizing but also trying to erase their achievements. Even the kind-hearted Suya was furious. She never expected these high-ranking officials to be so despicable, which only strengthened her resolve to implement the new policies. Bingqian, on the other hand, was not surprised at all. Back in the Kingdom of Mosby on the Azure Dragon Continent, she had witnessed many such ugly performances. So she approached everything with a spectator's mentality, a mysterious smile on her face.

"Thirdly, even if Will Randy has made great contributions, he is at most just a brute. It's good enough that he can lead troops into battle. Entrusting him with such an important task as handling post-war affairs is simply playing with the reputation and future of the empire." Moreover, as far as I know, he's just a greenhorn not even twenty years old. Entrusting him with such important national affairs—not to mention our disagreement, even if we agreed, we'd be ridiculed for our Kuka Empire's lack of talent, relying solely on such a callow youth. If word got out, it would be a disgrace to our Kuka Empire." Marquis Grina acted like a loyal and devoted subject, but no matter how much he pretended, his true colors were revealed in the following sentence: "Your humble servant is willing to serve Her Majesty the Queen and the Kuka Empire, assuming the position of 'Plenipotentiary Envoy.'" Only then did his true purpose become clear: the reason he went to such lengths to belittle my contributions was because he himself wanted to be the envoy.

"We believe that Marquis Greena is absolutely right, and he is the best candidate for special envoy." The Minister of Justice, Earl Yorkson; the Minister of Rites, Viscount Haroldton; and the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Earl Osmar, all expressed their support for Marquis Greena, the Minister of Finance, to serve as "Plenipotentiary Envoy." Suddenly, the ministers in the hall were divided into two factions: one supporting Marquis Greena, and the other, led by the Prime Minister, Marquis Siront, and the Grand Councilor, Marquis Ferrero, who had not yet clearly stated their position.

"It seems this Marquis Greena is quite powerful; he wields considerable influence in court," Bingqian thought to herself. "When Suya issued the decree 'Abolition of the Slave Class,' it was Marquis Greena who first challenged it. Suya eventually silenced him by citing that the decree was made according to the instructions of the Chaos God. Now, it's him again who is opposing it. It seems that unless the force led by Marquis Greena is dismantled, the new policies will be difficult to implement." "Not only Bingqian had this thought, but Suya and Wanqing also involuntarily had almost the same idea in their minds.

Suya's face was somewhat gloomy as she looked at the Prime Minister, Marquis Sironte, who had not yet expressed his opinion, and asked, "Marquis Sironte, what is your opinion?"

Marquis Sironte was an elderly man of about fifty years old, slightly overweight, but his small eyes appeared very wise. He squinted at the Minister of Finance, Marquis Greena, and the Minister of Justice, Earl Yorkson, and said in a very calm tone, "This old minister has never met General Will Randy in person, so he cannot make a judgment. However, this old minister's nephew, Anthony, has met General Will Randy once, and his evaluation of General Will is the same as this old minister's evaluation of Her Majesty's appointment of General Will as plenipotentiary envoy: 'unfathomable'." "What Marquis Griner said makes a lot of sense, but I believe Her Majesty must have given this decision careful consideration. Her Majesty must have her own reasons for making this decision, and I dare not speculate. I leave the final decision to Her Majesty."

Chancellor Siront clearly stated his position: the Queen should make the decision herself. While Chancellor Marquis Griner was slightly disappointed that Chancellor Siront hadn't explicitly supported him, he knew that Chancellor Siront was always an upright man and would never follow the crowd, so he wasn't dissatisfied with the outcome. Marquis Griner also understood that the most crucial factor was the Queen's attitude, because the final decision rested with Her Majesty. Although he had the support of many ministers, he ultimately couldn't make the final decision. The ministers in the hall, regardless of their faction, all turned their gazes to the elegant Queen seated high on the dragon throne and her two attendants. On Wei Wanqing and Bing Qian.

Before everyone's eyes, Queen Suya, seated high on the dragon throne, suddenly leaned slightly to the right. Bing Qian, standing to her right, whispered something in Suya's ear. Suya nodded slightly, then sat up straight, her stern gaze sweeping over all the ministers in the hall. Those whose eyes met hers felt an indescribable pressure and involuntarily lowered their heads. The hall fell into an absolute silence; no one could guess what decision Suya would make.

After an unbearable silence lasted for a moment, Suya announced her final decision: "I am very pleased that Marquis Griner has taken the initiative to share my burdens." Upon hearing Suya's opening remarks, Marquis Griner and his ministers, who supported him, revealed an undisguised smugness and delight. However, their joy was premature, as Suya continued, "But as the Imperial Minister of Finance, how can Marquis Griner so easily abandon his duties? Therefore, I have decided to uphold the original decision and appoint General Will as the plenipotentiary envoy to handle the post-war affairs of the Barando Empire. Court adjourned." Giving

Marquis Griner and the other ministers virtually no chance to argue, Suya, accompanied by Bingqian and Wanqing, quickly disappeared into the hall's corridor, leaving behind a hall full of ministers looking at each other in bewilderment. The Minister of Justice, Earl Yorkson, said somewhat blankly, "What's going on? Why did it suddenly 'uphold the original decision' without even giving us a chance to defend ourselves?"

"You ask me? Who am I supposed to ask? I wish I knew what Her Majesty the Queen was thinking." "The Minister of Finance, Marquis Griner, said irritably, appearing extremely frustrated. He had thought that with the support of so many ministers, securing the position of "Plenipotentiary Envoy" was a sure thing, but unexpectedly, this had happened, and he was naturally very frustrated.

On the other hand, a group of ministers surrounded Prime Minister Siront, all discussing the matter. One of them asked, "Prime Minister Siront, who is that female guard standing to Her Majesty the Queen's right? I've rarely seen her before. And Her Majesty seems to value her opinion highly. I wonder what she whispered in Her Majesty's ear just now?"

"I don't know much more than you do," Prime Minister Siront said thoughtfully. "My daughter, Jasmine, is a close friend of Miss Yunyi, one of Her Majesty's guards. She has been summoned to the palace by Her Majesty several times for heart-to-heart talks. According to her, Her Majesty has gained several personal guards, and Miss Bingqian is one of them."

"Oh, so even Your Majesty's daughter, Jasmine, doesn't know the background of this Miss Bingqian?" a minister asked.

“That’s right,” said Chancellor Siront. “My daughter once told me that the new guards around Her Majesty the Queen are all very kind young women, about the same age as Her Majesty, but extremely knowledgeable, even more so than Her Majesty’s original ten personal guards.” “I think Her Majesty may have specifically sought them out from elsewhere, perhaps to utilize their extensive knowledge.”

“Oh, I see.” The ministers around Chancellor Siront all showed expressions of sudden understanding. No wonder Her Majesty consulted the young woman Bingqian before announcing her final decision.

“Hey, who exactly is this guy named Will Landy? Why does Her Majesty value him so much?” On Marquis Griner’s side, the discussion continued. Viscount Haroldton, the Minister of Ceremonies, looked at a portrait of “Will Landy” in his hand and asked the person next to him with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, who exactly is this guy? How come I've never heard of him before?" Earl Osmar, the Foreign Minister, muttered with a frown. Suddenly, he exclaimed, "Oh dear!" pointing at the portrait in Viscount Haroldton, the Minister of Ceremonies, and cried out, "I think I know who he is!"

"What? You know who he is?" Not only those around him, but also those who had gathered around Chancellor Siront, heard Earl Osmar's exclamation and crowded around, eager to hear his explanation. Marquis Griner looked at Earl Osmar in surprise and said, "Lord Osmar, didn't you just not know who this Will Landy was? How come you suddenly know now?" Earl Osmar, the Foreign

Minister, seemed to have discovered a earth-shattering secret. Ignoring the crowd's questioning, he frowned, lowered his head in thought for a moment, and then looked up at those around him, saying, "Take a close look at this portrait of 'Will Landy,' and think back carefully. Doesn't he look familiar?"

"Familiar?" "It seems so. Have we seen him before?" Many people exclaimed in surprise, but no matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't recall where they had seen this person before.

"Yes, all of us here have seen him, but the scene was rather chaotic at the time, and everyone was quite far apart, so it's hard for you to remember." Earl Osmar looked at the ministers who were looking at him, and then said in a deep voice, "Think carefully, everyone. Doesn't this person look very similar to the mysterious boy who suddenly appeared with a herd of bison at the Queen's selection ceremony for a son-in-law at the foot of Mount Genesis two months ago? Although he looked a bit disheveled at the time, his eyes were very similar to those in this portrait. I was standing not far from the platform at the time and saw that boy up close, which is why I immediately remembered Will Randy. He is that mysterious boy."

"Oh, really? I remember now, this Will Randy is indeed that boy." The ministers exclaimed in surprise. Someone asked, "Wasn't he imprisoned by the High Priest? How did he become a general of the 'Rose Legion'?"

Earl Osmar continued, "Wasn't that Chaos Cult priest suspected of colluding with the prince of the Kingdom of Sugiri and attempting to harm Her Majesty the Queen and was killed? With the High Priest dead, the boy was naturally released. Now that I think about it, the boy's sudden appearance at the sacrificial ceremony, which prevented the ceremony from proceeding, and then the incident of the priest colluding with outsiders—these things are all very strange. How much of it we don't know, we can't know now. In short, one thing is certain: this boy named Will Randy is definitely not as simple as we think. Her Majesty the Queen must be hiding something from us."

"Now that you mention it, Lord Osmar, it does seem that many things are indeed suspicious. " For example, how did Her Majesty the Queen discover and thwart the conspiracy between the priest and the prince of the Kingdom of Sugili? And how did the Chaos God suddenly descend upon the Kuka Empire? And how was Her Majesty the Queen chosen as the Holy Maiden by the Chaos God? These are all rather strange.” Minister of Justice, Earl Yorkson, frowned as he spoke, then suddenly cried out, startling everyone. Marquis Griner frowned and said, “Lord Yorkson, what’s wrong with you? You’re scaring us half to death!”

Minister of Justice, Earl Yorkson, put a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture, then lowered his voice and said, “I suddenly remembered a message from the soldiers of the Rose Legion that said Will Randy could borrow the power of the Chaos God. At the time, we all thought it was nonsense. Now, thinking about it, maybe it’s true. Perhaps this Will Randy might be the ‘Chaos Messenger’…?”

“What? No way?” Everyone looked shocked, but they all kept their voices to a minimum. After a moment of silence, Chancellor Siront said softly, "Let's not speculate here. This is a matter of great importance and cannot be spread carelessly. Let's go back to our own business, otherwise Her Majesty the Queen will be very unhappy if she finds out we're talking nonsense here."

"The Chancellor is absolutely right, let's hurry up and leave." Many ministers echoed, and then walked out.

Marquis Griner looked blank and muttered to himself, "This can't be true, this can't be true."

While these princes and ministers were discussing this, Suya was also discussing with her sisters in the royal study. Wanqing said indignantly, "That Marquis Griner is shameless, desperately belittling Will's achievements so that he can become this 'plenipotentiary envoy.' Doesn't he even think about what right he has to talk nonsense here?"

"Alright, Second Sister, stop complaining." "Rennie laughed and said, "The reason this Marquis Griner dares to be so arrogant is because he has a group of ministers supporting him. Once we eradicate him and his backers, he won't be able to be arrogant anymore. Then let's see who dares to go against Sister Suya!"

Suya smiled slightly and said, "Oh, Rennie, how can you be so sure? Is there some progress on what I asked you to do?"

"How could I dare not do my best to fulfill Her Majesty's orders?" Rennie said playfully, "According to the information we have, Finance Minister Griner, Justice Minister Earl Yorkson, Ceremonial Minister Viscount Haroldton, and Foreign Minister Earl Osmar are all suspected of favoritism and embezzlement of imperial property, especially of embezzling silver from the national treasury. From what I have initially gathered, the amount may be as high as hundreds of millions of gold coins."

"What? So much?" Suya and the other women were all taken aback, except for Bingqian, Jielu, and the others, whose expressions remained unchanged. Bingqian smiled and said, "Marquis Griner holds the important position of Minister of Finance. Hundreds of millions of gold coins might not be enough to satisfy a big fish like him. You'll see, sister. Once everything is investigated, the amount will definitely be much more than that."

"Hundreds of millions of gold coins isn't much? Sister, I'm truly impressed by you!" Suya smiled and shook her head, saying, "Sister, you truly have the composure of a great general. You remain calm no matter what happens, unlike us who are so useless."

"Sister, you flatter me too much. Actually, it's not that I'm calm, but rather that I've had similar experiences before." Bingqian smiled and said, "When the Kingdom of Mosby implemented its new policies, the gold and silver jewelry we confiscated from the homes of those nobles was worth over a hundred billion gold coins. If a small country like the Kingdom of Mosby is like this, it's not hard to imagine what it's like in a great power like the Kuka Empire." "Sister, do you think I'd be surprised by a mere hundred million gold coins?"

"If you hadn't said it yourself, I really wouldn't have believed it." Suya pondered for a moment and said to Renee, "Renee, just go ahead and investigate thoroughly. No matter who's involved, don't be lenient. If we don't eradicate these cancerous growths, my new policies will never be truly implemented. I used to think that Will was being too ruthless in forcibly implementing the new policies in Mosby, but now I understand that when it comes to major political matters, there's never room for compromise; otherwise, nothing great can be accomplished."

"It's good that you understand this, sister. That's why Will said you were too kind," Jelu said with a smile. "Being a monarch isn't easy. A perfect solution is simply a pipe dream for a monarch governing a country. Many times, you have to face difficult choices."

"Yes, now I understand why Father was always so worried and frowning when he was alive. " "I wonder how Will is doing in the Barando Empire," Suya sighed. "He must be having an easier time than me, right?"

"Don't worry about him, sister," Jielu said with a coquettish laugh, causing Suya, Wanqing, Weiss, and the others to giggle.

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However, things weren't as glamorous as Jielu made them out to be. I was currently sitting in the Barando Empire's palace, receiving a series of worried "concerns" from the women. Although I had escaped unscathed from the sudden attack by the "Rouge Gang" assassins, the women were still very worried about me. The "Rouge Gang," like the "Black Phantom" organization on the Azure Dragon Continent, was the number one assassin organization on the Xuanwu Continent. Being targeted by the "Rouge Gang" was practically a death sentence, so it was no wonder the women were so anxious.

The name "Rouge Gang" supposedly comes from the fact that the organization's assassins, regardless of their actual gender, always disguise themselves as women when carrying out missions, hence the name. Like the assassin who carried out yesterday's main attack—he was clearly a man, but he disguised himself as an old woman. I must admit, this definitely lowers people's guard and greatly increases the success rate of the assassination.

"Will, why are you still grinning like that? Don't you worry about yourself?" Beatrice scolded, seeing me still laughing and joking with Luvia, "Little Cui just told us everything. Although I'm a woman and don't know anything about assassins, I've heard that the 'Rouge Gang' is the most powerful assassin organization on the continent. They never give up until they achieve their goal. You escaped today, but they'll come after you sooner or later. Why are you acting like nothing happened?" Although Beatrice's tone was somewhat angry, I could feel her care for me between the lines, and I was quite touched. I said seriously, "Auntie, thank you for your concern. I'll be careful. But— "

My expression changed, then I reverted to my playful self, "But then again, the assassin is in the shadows, and I'm in the open. What do you think I should do? Look at myself with a worried, gloomy face like you? That won't solve anything."

“You silly child, I really can’t do anything with you.” Beatrice shook her head and said, “You’re right, the other party is in the shadows, and there’s really no good way to deal with them. Unless we can find out who wants to harm you, then maybe we’ll know how to deal with it. Sigh, that assassin was really ruthless, he even committed suicide when he failed. If only we could find out who sent him from him.”

“Auntie, you underestimate these assassin organizations. Assassins like the ‘Rouge Gang’ have very tight organization. Only a very small number of high-ranking leaders know who the employer is. The assassins who actually carry out the mission usually don’t know who the employer is either. Even if that assassin hadn’t committed suicide, he couldn’t provide us with any useful information.” I said with a smile, “But to be honest, I’m new here, strictly speaking, I’ve only been in this city for a day. How come someone is already watching me? It’s really strange.” Sasha frowned and pondered, "

Yes, a famous assassin organization like the 'Rouge Gang' must have a meticulous plan before carrying out a mission. This means that they must have accepted the mission before we arrived here. So this mysterious employer is very intriguing. Who could it be?" The women

all fell into deep thought, clearly speculating about the identity of this mysterious employer. To be honest, I was also very curious. It was obvious that the enemy's assassination attempt was meticulously planned and they had precisely tracked my movements. It seemed the enemy was indeed quite formidable. Frankly, knowing someone wanted to kill me but not knowing who was behind it was a truly unpleasant feeling. But unpleasant as it was, the enemy would come again anyway, so I could only wait patiently.

Ah, finally, I got to eat Ziyue's cooking again! It felt wonderful; it had been almost two months since I'd had her food. After a delicious meal, the women chatted with me for a while before returning to their rooms to rest, leaving only Ziyue, Xiaowen, and Xiaopei. Seeing that the others were gone, Ziyue sat down on my lap with a sly smile, while Xiaowen and Xiaopei also leaned close to me on either side with mischievous grins. I exclaimed, "What are you going to do?"

"What are we going to do? A three-way interrogation, of course!" "Zi Yue kissed me with her rosy lips, then wrapped her arms around my neck and chuckled sweetly.

"A joint interrogation?" I thought Zi Yue and the other two wanted to try something different, but it seems I was wrong.

"Yes, a joint interrogation." Zi Yue straightened her pretty face and said seriously, "Tell me the truth, did you flirt with Mother last night?"

I cried out innocently, "Flirt? I'm more wronged than Dou E! It must have been that girl Xiao Cui who stirred up trouble." Xiao Wen and Xiao Pei couldn't help but giggle, their bodies trembling against me, their breasts swaying and rubbing against me, which felt very comfortable.

Zi Yue glared at me for a while, then couldn't help but giggle herself, "You still won't admit it? Xiao Cui told me everything. Hey, seriously, do you

have a little crush on Mother?" "So what if I do?" I chuckled, "What, are you going to play matchmaker for me?" “

If you really have any feelings for your mother, then I’ll talk to her about it.” Ziyue said with a coquettish smile, “It’s good to keep things in the family, right? Anyway, I can’t stand seeing my mother widowed so young, and you’re ‘the widow has an ailment,’ and there are precedents like Melina and Isabella, so of course I won’t object. But don’t be too hasty, your mother might not accept it right away. Let me talk to you first, so you don’t run into a snag.”

“Then I’ll thank you in advance.” As I said this, I lowered my head and kissed Ziyue’s small mouth. After a couple of soft moans, Ziyue’s soft hands tightly wrapped around my neck, and we kissed passionately, her body temperature rising instantly. After a long while, Ziyue finally pushed me away, satisfied, and said breathlessly, “Don’t just think about me, what about Xiaowen and Xiaopei?” "

Of course I wouldn't favor one over the other, so I hugged Xiaowen and Xiaopei and kissed them passionately. The four of us lingered for a long time. Just as I was about to tell them that the three of them could keep me company tonight, Ziyue reached out and covered my mouth, giggling, 'You little rascal, the three of us can't keep you company tonight. We'll have to wait until tomorrow night.' Seeing my confused look, Ziyue chuckled and whispered, 'I've already asked Yun'er to sleep with Xiaocui. Tonight, you'll be the groom.' What

could I say to such an understanding wife? Ziyue smiled and kissed me, then pushed me away, saying, 'Stop being so coy and dawdling. Go find Yun'er and Xiaocui.'"

I pushed open Ziyun's door, and there sat Ziyun and Xiaocui talking on the bed. Seeing me, Ziyun giggled and welcomed me in. Xiaocui looked at me suspiciously, then said somewhat fiercely, "You...what are you doing here?" I

chuckled and said, "What am I doing here? Of course, to spend the night with my beloved wife." Ziyun giggled too, and Xiaocui blushed, suddenly realizing, "Second Miss, you're actually helping him bully me?"

Ziyun said coquettishly, "Sister Cui, that's not right. I saw you two were so in love, so I helped you two get together. You wouldn't be 'throwing the matchmaker over the wall after the newlyweds have slept together, would you?" "

You...you're so naughty..." Xiao Cui blushed and reached out to tickle Zi Yun's armpits, making Zi Yun tremble and dodge, repeatedly begging for mercy: "Sister Cui, please forgive me. Even if you and Brother Wei Er are all lovey-dovey in the future, I won't dare to laugh at you."

"You still dare to laugh at me? Let's see how I teach you a lesson!" Xiao Cui grabbed her, making Zi Yun gasp and laugh until tears streamed down her face. Zi Yun couldn't help but retaliate, lightly poking Xiao Cui's chest and armpits with her fingers, teasing Xiao Cui until she blushed, gasped, and giggled incessantly, the two entangled in a passionate embrace. I saw that their clothes were now disheveled, their breasts half-exposed, their delicate skin slightly bare, the room filled with the scent of spring. My heart warmed, and I laughed as I walked towards them, then pulled them into my arms.

Zi Yun nestled obediently against my chest, while Xiao Cui, caught off guard by my embrace, was momentarily stunned by my strong masculine scent. When she came to her senses and tried to break free, I lifted her delicate... I pressed my chin against her luscious red lips and kissed her passionately. Xiao Cui's body went limp; though she still tried to resist my kiss, she couldn't withstand the teasing of my tongue. Her lips involuntarily met, and when her soft tongue intertwined with mine, she finally lost the ability to struggle, collapsing limply into my arms.

I held the dazed and confused Zi Yun and Xiao Cui on the large bed, skillfully untying their clothes with both hands. As their garments were gently removed, their clothes were peeled away inch by inch, revealing two perfect bodies to my eyes. Looking at Xiao Cui's shy and blushing face covered by her hands, I chuckled inwardly, deciding to deal with this little girl, Zi Yun, first.

"Eh, how strange. Yun'er, why does this feel different about you?" Startled by my exaggerated reaction, Ziyun quickly looked in the direction I was pointing. Even Xiaocui, who was blushing and covering her face with her hands, couldn't help but peek through her fingers. Both of them blushed even more upon seeing it; I was referring to Ziyun's smooth, white breasts.

"What's different?" Ziyun couldn't help but ask coquettishly, "Are you seeing things?"

"No, no," I said seriously, "They're bigger now, much fuller than before." As I spoke, I gestured. Ziyun blushed even more and said hastily, "How could you remember so clearly? While I was away, you had many more women; you've long forgotten what I look like here."

I chuckled, leaned close to Ziyun's ear, and whispered, "Yun'er, every part of your body is imprinted in my mind, and I've measured the size of these breasts countless times with my hands. How could I forget?" "As I spoke, my hand slid down to Ziyun's slender waist, and I chuckled, 'And also, the skin here has become even more delicate and smooth, even the color has turned a rosy pink…'

A long-lost, soft sensation surged up from below. Ziyun didn't need to look down to know where I was pointing, and she couldn't help but pout, 'Brother Weier, you're so lecherous! All you know is looking at people's private parts.'"

I smiled slightly and said, "Because I want to check if my darling Yun'er has changed at all."

Ziyun rolled her eyes at me, both amused and annoyed, and said, "Then shouldn't you check inside carefully too?"

"Yes, that's a must." I pretended to suddenly realize something, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have completely forgotten about it."

"You lecherous..." Ziyun couldn't help but scold me, but before she could utter the word "devil," my mouth was sealed shut with my big mouth. While I stirred my tongue in her mouth, I used my free hand to roam over her incomparably beautiful body, exploring her alluring peaks and testing her tender jade stream. After a few moments of caressing her, Ziyun was already aroused, and extremely seductive moans flowed from her beautiful nose. When my mouth left her cherry lips, Ziyun's jade face was already dotted with peach blossoms, extremely alluring.

"Now let me take a good look and see what has changed." I whispered in Ziyun's ear, then began to move downwards. Ziyun let out a passionate moan. After a month apart, her body was still very familiar with my flirtatious techniques. When she felt a heat on her breasts, she knew what I was going to do next, and the anticipation made her moan involuntarily. On her snow-white skin, the two rosy nipples stood proudly, trembling slightly with my wandering mouth, as if beckoning me to taste their tenderness and beauty.

I opened my mouth and took the tender buds into my mouth, a fragrance traveling from my tongue to my heart. I took a deep breath first, then began to lick with my tongue, grind with my teeth, and occasionally hold the increasingly firm buds and pull them upwards. Each time, Ziyun would let out a soft scream: "Mmm... Hmm..."

My hand slid over Ziyun's silky skin, and below her flat and firm abdomen, I touched the soft and fluffy pubic hair. Ziyun's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, she couldn't even tell if it was from anticipation or excitement. My fingers landed precisely on Ziyun's most sensitive spot, and in an instant, her entire body shuddered, seemingly stiffening.

"Your reaction is so intense," I said softly, lifting my head from Ziyun's beautiful breasts and looking at her with a smile in my eyes. Ziyun's face flushed, and she said shyly, "Brother Will, you're so naughty, deliberately provoking me, you know I haven't... haven't..."

Seeing Ziyun's small mouth slightly open, the alluring redness made me unable to resist moving my mouth closer, and Ziyun's soft tongue quickly and delicately wrapped around mine. The movements of my fingers changed from gentle to intense, skillfully teasing the area above and to the sides of Ziyun's honeypot, making her slender waist dance seductively with my fingers. Drops of spring dew gathered into drops of jade liquid, and Ziyun's thighs began to twist and open incessantly, revealing the flames and desires within her heart.

"Mmm..." As soon as my lips left Ziyun's cherry lips, a shy moan immediately rang out. Feeling my fingers becoming increasingly wet, I embraced Ziyun's entire delicate body in my arms, positioning my hard penis precisely at the entrance of her plump and slippery honey hole. The spring water flowing from her honey hole quickly moistened the thick penis that was slowly grinding below. Ziyun kept shaking her head, her beautiful hair flying in front of my eyes, her pair of beautiful, round, and alluring jade legs tightly wrapped around my waist, as if she wanted to devour me all at once. But I held her slender and strong waist firmly, refusing to let her desires succeed.

"Brother Will...you're so bad...so bad..." Ziyun couldn't help but wave her pink fists, pounding incessantly on my chest, her beautiful eyes already misty with overflowing autumn water, bright and captivating. Watching her full, rounded breasts rise and fall, swaying from side to side, her two rosy nipples drawing alluring streaks before my eyes, my eyes practically shot fire. Finally, amidst Ziyun's loud moans, I slowly penetrated her, the immense fullness surging from her lower body all the way to the top of her head. Just before reaching my climax, I suddenly accelerated, the powerful thrusts pushing Ziyun's passion to its peak.

"Hmm..." With a soft moan, Ziyun tightly embraced my neck, burying her head in my shoulder, panting heavily, a gush of fluid gushing from her deep, secret place.

"Yun'er, this is just the beginning," I announced in her ear as her panting subsided slightly. What followed was a series of powerful thrusts, again and again, the pleasurable sensations like a burst dam, completely overwhelming Ziyun's body and soul. She could only writhe and gasp wildly, like a small boat in a raging storm. Ziyun's joyful cries were incredibly seductive, constantly amplifying my primal male desires, driving me to thrust even more fiercely.

"Ah... Brother Will... Ah... You're so good... Ah... It seems... even more powerful... Ah... Yun'er... I'm almost there... Ah... Ah..." One peak after another followed, pushing Ziyun's heart higher and higher, until it reached the clouds, floating in the air. The moist, warm feeling grew stronger and stronger; I felt the slippery walls of her opening constantly writhing and sucking, the force increasing. I began to thrust even more fiercely and rapidly, the tingling sensation growing stronger and stronger. A huge sense of fullness filled her entire muddy flower path, leaving Ziyun completely lost in the peak of pleasure.

"Ah... Brother Will... I... I'm going to die... Ah..." With a long moan, Ziyun's entire body clung to me, panting weakly as she collapsed. I held Ziyun tightly in my arms, who was hanging on my body, almost in a daze, enjoying the wild and wonderful sensation. The clouds dispersed and the rain ceased. Ziyun, her spirit soaring, seemed to be in a dreamlike realm, lost in a blissful trance. She moaned contentedly in my arms, savoring the warmth and tenderness of the moment.

As Ziyun drifted off to sleep in bliss, I turned my attention to another exquisite body. Xiao Cui, who had been watching me and Ziyun's intertwined bodies with shyness and curiosity, now had her eyes half-closed, her face flushed, her chest heaving, and her breathing heavy. When I placed my hands on her rising and falling, firm breasts, Xiao Cui's face showed a mixture of fear and anticipation, helpless and vulnerable like a little girl. That shyness and awkwardness ignited my passion, my desire overflowing.

"Have you seen enough, Xiao Cui? Tonight I will make you my woman," I whispered in her ear, then kissed her earlobe. Xiao Cui trembled slightly as if struck by lightning. Then I kissed her eyes, her delicate nose, and her red lips. When my kiss landed on her sensitive breasts, Xiao Cui trembled violently, and the jade-like hands that had been caressing my long hair tightened involuntarily.

My hands roamed over Xiao Cui's skin, my fingertips tracing paths that seemed to activate her skin inch by inch, the stimulated cells leaping. Xiao Cui couldn't deny that her body was extremely sensitive to my touch. My hands slid between her legs, completely invading her most intimate place. My fingers rubbed Xiao Cui's clitoris, and she was powerless to resist, slowly secreting lubrication, making the friction between my hands and her honeypot even smoother.

"Mmm... itchy..." Xiao Cui groaned softly, and then both of my hands slipped inside, wantonly invading her honeypot while forcing her legs apart. My fingers took turns rubbing Xiao Cui's honeypot, causing her to involuntarily squeeze her legs together.

"Open," I whispered, and at the same time, Xiao Cui's legs were lifted by my feet, involuntarily spreading apart, completely exposing the secret between her legs. My rubbing caused Xiao Cui's breathing to quicken; not only did her limbs twist automatically, but even some sensitive parts of her body contracted and throbbed. I kissed her moist red lips again, savoring her sweet and fragrant saliva, our tongues intertwining like snakes.

As Xiao Cui's large eyes blazed with burning passion, I finally pressed my thick penis against her honeyed entrance. Xiao Cui's reaction was to involuntarily spread her legs wider, as if actively welcoming it. My desire surged, and with a sudden thrust of my hips, with a "plop," my monstrous "weapon" breached her last line of defense, disappearing completely, stained with blood.

"Ah...it hurts..." Xiao Cui's delicate brows furrowed slightly, tears welled in her eyes, her whole body tensed, and she let out a soft cry. I didn't make a sound, but instead lowered my head to kiss and caress her. As her brows gradually relaxed, I withdrew my penis from her honey pot. Xiao Cui let out a faint sigh, as if reluctant to part with my penis. I was also reluctant to part with her tight and beautiful little hole, so I inserted my penis back into her honey pot. Xiao Cui breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing as if she had finally obtained something she had longed for. In the first friction between my penis and the walls of her honey pot, Xiao Cui experienced a very wonderful sensation. I inserted it quite slowly and gently, as if to remember every inch of the sensation, until I was fully inserted again.

"His penis is so thick." Although Xiao Cui was embarrassed to open her eyes to look, a woman's sense of sensation in this area is very clear. My penis filled her entire honey pot, stretching her very tightly. My penis was fully inserted, and all the space in Xiao Cui's body that could accommodate the foreign object was completely occupied. I left my penis inside her, giving her enough time to fully experience everything.

"Sister Cui, close your legs," I said softly with a smile. Cui obediently closed her legs, and as her legs tightened, her entire vagina felt even more constricted, making the sensation of the large foreign object inside her even stronger. I chuckled and asked in her ear, "What do you feel?"

"Ugh... I'm being stretched open... I'm being filled..." Cui was incredibly shy, but she honestly expressed her feelings. I smiled slightly and said, "Open them again." So Cui closed her legs back to their previous position and began to pull them away again, incredibly slowly, just like when I inserted them. Every inch of friction was incredibly clear.

Cui hummed in agreement, and when I was almost completely out, I began to thrust deeper again. When I reached my limit, Cui's tense body relaxed slightly, she exhaled, and then groaned as I withdrew. Next, I repeatedly withdrew and thrust in, then withdrew again, and then thrust deeply again, slowly to the extreme.

"My God, is he going to keep going at this speed forever?" Xiao Cui couldn't help but think this as she unconsciously twisted her hips to "manipulate" that thick penis. She was truly aroused; her desire had been completely aroused to an unprecedented peak. She understood what it felt like for a woman to need something most. Xiao Cui's slender legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, and she couldn't help but moan, "Mmm...you're so bad..."

"Sister Cui, can't take it anymore?" I smiled slightly, then thrust hard. With a soft "Ah," Xiao Cui's slender hands involuntarily gripped the sheets beneath her. If the feeling before was like a gentle stream, then this was like a raging torrent. Xiao Cui felt her body being overwhelmed by a surging sensation she had never experienced before. Before she could fully process this feeling, I continued to ravage her in the same wild way.

Xiao Cui felt dizzy and disoriented. Before she could fully absorb the sensations of the previous wave, the next onslaught came crashing down on her like a tidal wave. She was like a fragile little boat tossed about in a raging storm, powerless to resist. At this moment, she was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure emanating from between her legs. Xiao Cui finally understood the true allure of intercourse. She realized that enjoying being caressed and penetrated by another person was a genuine and unpretentious feeling, and it was truly wonderful.

"Mmm...mmm...ah..." Each of my thrusts triggered a reaction deep within Xiao Cui's body. She instinctively arched her slender waist to meet my thrusts. Finally, in a dizzying surge of pleasure, a torrent of fluid shot out from the depths of her honeypot, gushing forth wildly. Now she could only collapse limply onto the bed, panting heavily.

But I didn't let her go. I made her lie on the couch with her buttocks dangling over the edge, and then lifted her legs. Under her wide-eyed gaze, my still-erect penis entered her still-wet honey pot once more. I thrust into her violently, my penis churning wildly inside her. Xiao Cui cried out in a sweet voice, "Ah...so good...ah...so good...ah...ah...good brother...ah...I love you...ah...I'm willing...forever...to be your woman...ah...I...will always...be yours..." Xiao Cui finally spoke her heart, gripping the sheets beneath her, frantically thrusting her slender waist to meet my thrusts.

"Ah...good brother...you're so amazing...mmm...so big...so hard...oh...you're going in so deep..." Xiao Cui began to writhe, and I increased the force and speed of my thrusts, each time penetrating deep into her honey pot. My abdomen pounded against Xiao Cui's body, her breasts swaying and shaking incessantly.

"Oh...oh...so big...it's killing me...ooh...oh...harder..." Xiao Cui let out joyful moans, and my penis began to swell, thrusting in and out, bringing out the pink flesh of her honey hole. Her plump honey hole opened and closed, and streams of jade fluid gushed from her tender hole, splashing onto the sheets.

"How is it...feels good, right..." I asked breathlessly. Xiao Cui was covered in fragrant sweat, her cherry lips panting softly, her flushed face adorned with fine beads of sweat like pearls, her hazy eyes shrouded in misty moisture, her shapely breasts and flat, firm abdomen rising and falling rhythmically, moaning as she answered me, "Mmm...it feels good...you're fucking me...it feels so good..." With a series of frenzied thrusts, Xiao Cui reached the climax again.

"Ah... good brother... I can't take it anymore... ah... ah..." Xiao Cui climaxed again. I mustered my remaining strength and thrust a few more times before my spine tingled, and I ejaculated deep within her honeyed depths. That scorching, surging power overwhelmed Xiao Cui once more. Her whole body went limp, and she could only cling tightly to my strong body, panting heavily against me. After a long while, the room finally came to an end. I embraced Zi Yun and Xiao Cui, and together we drifted off to sleep in utter satisfaction...

The next morning, I went to the window wearing only a thin robe and gazed at the scenery outside, lost in thought, until Zi Yun's soft voice rang in my ears: "Brother Wei'er, you get up so early too? That's not like your wanton ways." It turned out that Xiao Cui and Zi Yun, who had lost my comfortable embrace, had also woken up and came to me wearing only a thin robe. Seeing Xiao Cui, who looked slightly shy and uneasy, and moved a little unsteadily, I couldn't help but smile and pulled them both into my arms.

"It's all your fault, and you still dare to laugh?" Xiao Cui nestled in my arms, blushing and playfully punching me lightly with her small fist, passively retaliating against my aggression last night. I couldn't help but laugh, "I won't laugh at you anymore, okay? At most, I won't laugh at you in front of you anymore, I'll just laugh secretly in secret."

"You still say that? You're so bad, but I've fallen in love with you, you big bad guy." Xiao Cui lightly spat, saying shyly.

"Brother Weier, what were you thinking about just now?" Zi Yun asked softly, and Xiao Cui replied with a shy smile, "Don't ask him, it's definitely not good news."

"Yeah, with you two around, I'm definitely not thinking about anything good. See, seeing you two has made me restless again." I stared at their bodies, which were faintly visible under their cicada-like clothes, and said lewdly. Seeing their shy and adorable expressions, I continued, "Actually, I just remembered the lyrics of a song. The lyrics go like this..." I then recited them with a melodious intonation: "Surrounded by green and red, remember life is but a dream. If one day love grows cold, may you cherish what you have." "Brother Will...we will never grow cold towards you...unless you abandon us..." Ziyun cried, and Xiaocui, tears streaming down her face, solemnly nodded. Deeply moved, I embraced the two women. They wept bitterly in my arms ,

tears of happiness between lovers. After our tender moment, I placed the "Ring of Love" on Xiaocui's finger, officially declaring her one of my many concubines, to accompany me through a legendary life.

Time flies like an arrow, and the days pass swiftly; it's already the end of May. In these past two weeks, the situation on the "Xuanwu Continent" has undergone many changes. On the western front, the "Fire Legion" and half of the "Blazing Legion" have clashed fiercely with the Sion Empire's army several times, resulting in a stalemate, with the outcome still uncertain. In the southeast, the combined forces of the "Fragrance Legion" and part of the "Rose Legion" have captured Titrick, the second largest city in the Kingdom of Sugili, and are advancing towards its capital, Mitcaruz.

Meanwhile, I, residing in the former capital of the Barando Empire, Delagre, have experienced the most intense and busy two weeks of my life. There are simply too many matters to handle; relying solely on Ziyue and the others is insufficient. Naturally, I didn't want them to be overworked, so I proactively took on a considerable amount of work myself.

After careful selection, the administrative heads of the various towns and cities of the former Barando Empire have been chosen. Each town had two administrators: one appointed by the Kuka Empire, and the other chosen by me from the former Barando Empire. I insisted, against all opposition, that the latter be the administrator and the former the deputy, because I believed the latter was more familiar with the local situation. It's also worth noting that these "administrators" were different from the previous city lords. City lords had "ownership" of their towns, while administrators only had "administrative power." As a plenipotentiary envoy, I personally served as the administrator of "Dragre City."

In Dragre City, I purged the previously tyrannical and exploitative nobles and officials, publicly executing forty-three of the most heinous criminals. The remaining nobles and officials, according to the severity of their crimes, were punished with confiscation of property and imprisonment. The confiscation of these nobles' property alone yielded a fortune of 12 billion gold coins, giving me sufficient funds to implement my new policies. Now, on this land that once belonged to the Barando Empire, the noble and slave classes no longer exist, leaving only a commoner class.

Local administrators have begun taking office, and their first task is to redistribute land within their territories, allowing landless commoners to own their own land. Their next task is to maintain local stability, improve the living standards of residents, enhance public environments and educational facilities, and strive to create a peaceful and prosperous living environment. Furthermore, I have announced a reduction in the tax rate from one-eighth to one-fifteenth, with a tax exemption for the entire year.

The only slightly troublesome issue is the security situation in various regions. After discussion, it was decided that the 20,000 light cavalry under my and Mei Xin's command will remain within the Barando Empire for six months, distributed across various locations to maintain order. They will gradually withdraw after six months, once the situation is fully under control. I have officially left the "Rose Legion" and am now directly under the Queen's command, while Rex has been promoted to general and taken over my position, working with Mei Xin to oversee security within the former Barando Empire. Meixin was in charge of the city of Dragre and eight other towns, while Rex was in charge of the city of Taklagan and ten other towns.

Under my swift and decisive action, these measures were fully implemented, and my reputation and prestige among the common people soared. In the eyes of these beneficiaries, I was almost their king, and my prestige even surpassed that of the original Queen Suya. Of course, my success in the Barando Empire also made many nobles in the Kuka Empire envious and jealous, but based on the speculation that I was the "Messenger of Chaos," they could only bury their jealousy in their hearts and dared not speak ill of me to Her Majesty the Queen. On

May 31st, 7992 of the Continental Calendar, after being busy for half a month, I decided to take a break and go out for a good time with Meili, Catherine, and Luvia. Since arriving here, I hadn't had a chance to take them shopping, which was truly regrettable. Since Ziyue and Xiaowen were originally from here, and Sasha had gone to run errands with Meixin, only Meili, Catherine, Luvia, Nilos, and Qianhui came out with me. Of course, there was another reason I suddenly decided to take them out—a reason I didn't want to tell anyone. When I woke up this morning, I felt a vague unease, as if something bad was about to happen, so I wanted to go out for a walk to clear my head.

Because of the unpleasant experience with the "Rouge Gang" last time, and because I'm now a local celebrity, bringing five young and beautiful women with me would probably cause quite a stir on the street. Therefore, to avoid unnecessary trouble, I used magic to change the five women's appearances and dressed them in commoner's clothes.

However, everyone's understanding of "commoner's attire" differed. Catherine donned a black priest's robe, resembling a novice priest; Chie, on the other hand, dressed like a foreign dancer, her face veiled and her body wrapped in a silk robe. Although it was the attire of a married woman, and her appearance appeared much more ordinary, her exquisite curves still sparked much imagination; Nilos, however, wore an eye patch, a cloak, and simple armor, becoming a one-eyed swordsman.

In comparison, my attire, along with that of Melly, Luvia, and me, was more ordinary. Luvia was dressed like a demure peasant girl; Melly wore the long gowns and short jackets popular in the capital, becoming a handsome red-haired boy; while I wore a typical academy uniform, like a student who had skipped class.

Individually, our attire wasn't problematic, but together, it seemed incongruous—a student, a capital boy, a peasant girl, a foreign dancer, plus a strangely eccentric priest—such a bizarre combination was hard not to attract attention. I almost gave up. If it weren't for the change in my appearance, and if it weren't for the women's enthusiastic expressions and my reluctance to spoil their fun, I probably would have cancelled the trip and preferred to stay in my palace and sleep.

The streets and alleys of Delagre were bustling with activity, a constant flow of people. Our odd group squeezed into the crowd, but we didn't stand out too much, which was a relief. When I and the women entered Delagre's main square, we found it not only packed with people, but also filled with all sorts of shops and game stalls, and several temporary stages had been set up, leaving only a large open space in the center. However, I was overwhelmed by the women's different interests. One minute they were pulling me towards one stall, the next towards another stage, and then they were calling me to pay at a distant stall. It felt busier than handling official business, and I couldn't help but secretly regret my initial decision.

Nilos was engrossed in selecting necklaces, bracelets, and earrings, trying them all on. The stall owners, though surprised that a "one-eyed swordsman" would wear women's jewelry, still relentlessly pushed their wares. However, some oblivious fellows would casually remark, "Swordsman, a man as valiant as you like this?" or "This doesn't quite suit your rugged image, but you could give it to your lover." Nilos, forgetting her masculine attire, would then unleash a torrent of abuse.

Chie, on the other hand, preferred trying on all sorts of novel dresses, flitting among the colorful clothing stalls like a butterfly, her vibrant outfits captivating the men. It seemed that even though her appearance had become ordinary, her charm remained undeniable. Luvia, meanwhile, preferred watching plays at various stages. When she saw the actors using magic to create various stage effects, she would leap with childlike excitement.

Catherine seemed quite interested in the food, wanting to try all sorts of new snacks and exotic fruits. But after buying a little of everything, she soon had bags and bags of food as heavy as she was. In contrast, only Mary seemed uninterested in anything, quietly staying by my side. I felt a little guilty seeing this and encouraged her, "Mary, why don't you go take a look and see if there's anything you like?"

"No need," Mary replied tenderly, "with you by my side, I don't need anything." Hearing Mary's affectionate words, what more could I ask for? Just as we were holding hands, gazing lovingly at each other, we heard Luvia calling out loudly, "Brother Will, Sister Mary, come quick!" We went over and saw a play being performed on a large stage.

I saw the name of the theater troupe performing there—"Moya's Troupe." This troupe has recently become incredibly popular in De La Gre City, reportedly known for its erotic scenes, daring performances, and outspoken criticism of current affairs. Their leader and star performer, Moya, is a woman with superb acting skills and shrewd business acumen, and I've also heard she's a great beauty—that "great beauty" part certainly piqued my interest.

I watched the play being performed on stage again—"The Kingdom and the Beauty"—and briefly noted the plot: "A great general of a kingdom, driven by ambition, rebelled, murdered the king, and usurped the throne. The princess fled her homeland, wandering to a foreign land, where she met a young hero, and they fell in love. When the kingdom went to war with another great power, the young hero resolutely joined the army of that power, leading his cavalry to storm the kingdom's capital. The usurper general was executed, the people suffering in dire straits were liberated, and finally, the hero and the princess lived happily ever after on the kingdom's land..."

Upon hearing this, Mei Li and I exchanged a smile. If Zi Yue and Zi Yun were here, I wonder what they would think? It was unbelievable that my story with Zi Yue had been turned into a tale, brought to the screen, and celebrated and longed for by so many. As the play ended, a spontaneous and enthusiastic cheer erupted from the crowd: "Long live Lord Will!" "Long live Her Highness the Princess!" Interspersed among the cheers were the frenzied screams of young men and women chanting "Lord Will" and "Her Highness the Princess," while young girls cried out fervently, "Will, I love you!"

I met Mei Li's teasing gaze and couldn't help but shake my head and smile wryly. I turned my gaze back to the stage, where the actors of the Moya Troupe came out hand in hand to take their bows. In the center was the actress who played the princess in the play. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, with a touch of heroism. She had a pair of light blue eyes, her gaze as cold as the moon, which seemed out of place with the smiling expression on her face. Her snow-white skin had a warm, jade-like luster. The description "beauty like jade" was most fitting.

If I'm not mistaken, she was the director of the Moya Troupe, but I had a feeling that this woman was not as simple as her apparent identity suggested. Suddenly, I noticed her gaze sweep across the entire audience before abruptly fixing on our direction. Her pupils instantly turned a deep blue, and an angry expression appeared on her face. It was then that I realized Mo Ya possessed eyes that changed color, displaying different shades of blue depending on her emotions. The entire Mo Ya troupe also cast equally hateful glances our way.

My heart skipped a beat. I couldn't help but think, "Have they discovered my identity? But why are their gazes filled with resentment and anger? I don't remember ever offending the Mo Ya troupe!" But my worries were unfounded, because I realized their hatred wasn't directed at me, but at someone else.

Their target was someone standing next to me. This person wore a light gray scholar's robe, was tall and slightly thin, and wore a brown, pointed, long-brimmed hat that obscured half his face, making him look quite strange and obscuring his features. However, his fair, slightly pointed chin indicated that he was a young man. He seemed to sense the hatred emanating from the stage, and with a swift movement, he tried to squeeze into the crowd.

"You brat, don't go! Stop right there!" Moya on the stage shouted angrily, then tried to rush off.

"Oops... I've been spotted..." The person stopped in his tracks upon hearing this, chuckling softly in a childish voice. Judging from the voice, this person was definitely no more than eighteen years old, and seemed to be a mischievous boy. Oh, I misspoke, this person should be a mischievous girl. Like Melly beside me, she had used magic to conceal her true appearance. Suddenly, she threw her pointed hat onto the stage, shouting, "The stage is collapsing! Everyone run!"

Before anyone could understand what was happening, the huge wooden stage began to cave in from the middle, as if it had fallen apart, and then the wooden pillars along the edges tilted inwards. In a short while, the entire stage collapsed with a deafening roar, raising a cloud of dust, and the crowd gasped and surged away. At that moment, the girl suddenly clapped her hands and laughed happily, then stuck her tongue out in Mo Ya's direction. Just as I realized what was happening and reached out to call out, she had already turned and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Mo Ya emerged from the dust and ruins, looking rather comical: her hair was disheveled, her clothes rumpled, and her face was covered in dust; her previous dignified and elegant demeanor was gone. Covered in dust and dirt, Mo Ya couldn't help but stomp her foot angrily, cursing, "I'll definitely catch you! I'll give you a good beating to vent my anger!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, the five girls and I left the venue. As we walked out of the square, I was about to speak when Catherine suddenly tugged at my sleeve and said, "Will, let's find somewhere to eat. I'm a little hungry." Hearing her say she was hungry, I was both amused and exasperated. Looking at the bags she was carrying, all filled with food, how could she be hungry? I hadn't realized Catherine had this hobby before; it seemed she really had a sweet tooth. However, her suggestion suited me perfectly; I also wanted to try the local delicacies. 10-31

Volume 7 Chapter 9 Leaning Against the Beauty 2

After settling into a private room on the second floor of the most famous Shangri-La Hotel in Delagre City, Melly finally couldn't help but whisper, "That boy is a girl, isn't he?"

I smiled and nodded, "Yes, it seems this girl is quite a troublemaker. Judging from the way she made a mess of the Moya Theater Troupe today, it's probably not the first time she's messed with them. But speaking of which, her magical cultivation is quite impressive; she's already reached the level of 'Archmage' at such a young age..."

Just then, a series of "thump-thump" footsteps came from the stairs, and we saw Moya and nearly ten actors and bodyguards from the troupe, led upstairs by a hotel waiter, and sit down at a table next to us. Speak of the devil, and he appears. Moya seemed to notice our strange group and gave me a strange look. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, stood up, and walked towards us, her gaze becoming quite unfriendly.

"Everyone, we've met before, haven't we?" Moya scanned our faces with a questioning look, then asked with obvious hostility, "If I remember correctly, you were standing with the person who ruined our stage in the square earlier."

"So what?" I raised my head and retorted coldly. Seeing my unfriendly attitude, Moya frowned slightly, her face frosty, and said, "Where is your companion?"

I retorted unhappily, "Why?"

"Why?" Moya raised an eyebrow, her face flushed with anger, "You actually ask me why? Your companion ruined our stage, harassed our group all the way to Delagre City, stole our travel expenses, and destroyed our group's flag."

"Oh?" I replied slowly, but then took a sip of tea before saying nonchalantly, "Sounds quite interesting, but what does this have to do with us?"

"Interesting? What does it have to do with us? Your companion committed these heinous acts, seriously damaging our group's interests, and you dare say it has nothing to do with you? You should at least tell us where he is so we can settle things with him." Moya seemed quite angry, but this preconceived notion was what I disliked most.

"I don't know," I answered bluntly.

"You don't know? I've never heard such a clumsy lie. You were just standing together, and you're blatantly lying—you couldn't possibly not know where he went," Mo Ya questioned.

I squinted, leering at the beautiful woman before me—who now resembled a hedgehog covered in thorns—and smiled ambiguously before slowly saying, "You didn't understand what I meant. When I asked you 'why' at the beginning, I meant why just because I was standing with that person, we had to be companions? According to Miss Mo Ya's logic, now that I've been with you for so long and talked for so long, aren't we just companions? I think we should be a loving couple!" The five women couldn't help but burst into laughter.

“You scoundrels, you're all birds of a feather!” Mo Ya said through gritted teeth, this time truly enraged. Her expression calmed, but her eyes turned a deep blue as she said in a low voice, “Our Mo Ya Troupe isn't to be trifled with. If you don't hand over the culprit, don't blame us for being impolite.” With that, she extended her slender hand

and with a flick of her wrist, five or six bodyguards from the Mo Ya Troupe surrounded our table. Judging from their agile figures, swift movements, and imposing aura, these bodyguards were all quite skilled, and their seemingly lifeless pupils occasionally flashed with a sharp, beast-like glint. What surprised me most was that these men seemed to be deliberately concealing the murderous aura usually associated with experts—their demeanor didn't resemble that of bodyguards. How could an ordinary theater troupe harbor people who looked more like bandits than bodyguards?

However, I didn't take these people seriously, because no matter what their true identities were, they were not enough to threaten our safety. With the strength of the six of us, we could easily deal with an army here, let alone just a few so-called experts. I snorted coldly and said indifferently, "We are just ordinary tourists. Delagre City is now a city ruled by law; how dare you act so recklessly?"

Moya was startled by my words, seemingly hesitant to order our arrest, but still insisted, "Even if the military police arrive, I have something to say. Your people provoked us first, going too far. Not only did they disrupt our performance, but they also repeatedly harassed our camp. The military police will arrest you first."

I replied coldly, "Miss Moya, it seems you've made a preconceived notion. I've already stated that the person wasn't one of our companions, and you have no evidence to prove that person is related to us."

"But you are the prime suspects. In fact, you were standing with that person at the time. You can't cover this up with a few words. So please come to our group. We will investigate thoroughly and verify carefully. If that person truly has no connection to you, Moya will personally apologize to you," Moya said unmoved.

I rested my chin on my hand and glanced sideways, brazenly admiring her beautiful features and alluring figure, but said, "I don't have time."

"You—" Mo Ya was repeatedly angered by my attitude, her small fists clenched tightly, as if she wanted to punch me hard: "I sincerely ask for your cooperation, please don't test my patience, sir."

"Cooperate? On what grounds?" I pursed my lips, speaking in a cold voice, and glanced at Mo Ya, a hint of domineering aura unconsciously spreading out, causing Mo Ya to involuntarily take a step back. Mo Ya realized she was at a disadvantage and, unwilling to back down, took two steps forward, retorting defiantly, "Don't think I won't fight back. If you refuse to listen to reason and insist on drinking the penalty cup, don't blame us for offending you."

I suddenly stood up and said leisurely, "We came with high hopes, but left disappointed. We're leaving, please make way."

Mo Ya glared at me hatefully, still saying firmly, "I can't let you leave until things are cleared up."

"Miss Mo Ya, listen to me clearly," I said in an unquestionable tone, "Your affairs are none of my business. If I don't want to stay, no one can force me to. And I'm not asking you to make way, I'm ordering you to move aside." After saying that, I ignored Mo Ya and the others, and calmly left the table with the women.

Moya's bodyguards seemed to freeze in place, none of them making a move to stop her. Only Moya remained, shouting, "Wait...you can't just leave like this..." I walked past her, suddenly placing a hand on her shoulder, then lifting her chin, scrutinizing her beautiful face with unrestrained pleasure.

Moya tried to struggle, but was powerless, and suddenly unable to speak due to my control. Perhaps knowing she was about to be taken advantage of, a look of grief and sorrow appeared on her face, but I simply whispered in her ear, "Watch out for your bodyguards, beauty. I'm not the one you're looking for, and—you smell really good." With that, I laughed and led the women away.

Coming to her senses, Mo Ya behind me said in a trembling voice, "You...are...who..."

I gently waved my hand behind me and said, "Don't ask. Use your eyes to see, use your heart to listen—perhaps one day you will know. If that day never comes, just consider me a passerby who brushed past you."

Mo Ya watched the strange group of people leave easily right under her nose, stomped her pink leg angrily, and cursed at the stunned bodyguards, "Are you all useless? Couldn't you stop them from leaving? What use are you to me?" But the bodyguards collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat, as if they had just gone through a fierce battle.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who appeared to be a manager from Moya's group walked up to her and said, "Miss, don't blame them. That young man was too terrifying; he could kill someone just by his aura."

Moya nodded dejectedly, then shouted at the bodyguards, "All of you, go downstairs and guard the stairwell. Manager Rice and I have something to discuss."

After the bodyguards all rushed downstairs, Moya turned to the manager named "Rice" and said, "Manager Rice, do you have a way to find out where those people came from?"

Manager Rice shook his head and replied, "Dragre City is now a place where hidden talents abound. How easy is it to investigate the background of a few people of unknown origin? It's like looking for a needle in a haystack..."

"I must find them! That boy who keeps ruining our stage, and that arrogant and rude bastard—I've never been insulted like this before! I will never let them get away with this!" Moya coldly interrupted, "That guy's attire seems to belong to an academy student. Perhaps we can start our investigation from that angle."

Rice smiled bitterly, "I don't think that's reliable. An academy student wouldn't be walking with a one-eyed swordsman or a priest. Besides, how could a student have such an aura? Facing an encirclement, he remained calm and composed, talking and laughing as if nothing was amiss. His tone carried a strong sense of command, exuding a kingly demeanor that commanded obedience. He was like a general who had just emerged from the battlefield, or an emperor holding a scepter. His dignified and aloof demeanor was awe-inspiring, and his intimidating sharpness made people dare not provoke him. Only someone who has experienced great storms could be like that."

“It’s best to avoid people who are irrelevant to our goals, to prevent unnecessary complications and disruptions to our grand plan. Besides, the five people with him, though they didn’t utter a word from beginning to end, showed no fear and had indifferent eyes; they are very likely hidden masters. This conflict with him was just a verbal dispute, with no serious stakes involved, so we really shouldn’t cause them any more trouble.” Rice’s analysis was thorough and reasonable, leaving Moya with no room for rebuttal. “Besides, that boy is just young and impulsive. He only teased us because our people disturbed him first. Although we suffered a loss, it wasn’t serious. We often encounter such trivial matters when we travel; why hold a grudge and be so petty?”

“Are we just going to let it go like this? How can I swallow this insult?” Moya said, still unwilling to give up.

“Please, Miss, consider the greater good,” Rice said gravely. “Dragre City is heavily guarded by the Kuka Empire’s iron cavalry. If we unfortunately attract their attention, we will find it impossible to move an inch in Dragre City, and our plans will be thwarted.”

“Manager Rice is right. A chance encounter and a minor grudge are nothing,” Moya nodded, temporarily relieved.

“On the contrary, we should be more wary of those bodyguards we hired on the road. That man was right; they don’t seem like bodyguards, more like bandits. It seems they’ve been watching us on the road, thinking we’re easy prey, using our hiring of bodyguards as an excuse to follow us and find an opportunity to strike. Bandits of this caliber are not a threat, but I worry they might cause us trouble and affect our plans, so it’s best to deal with them as soon as possible,” Rice said sinisterly, his eyes suddenly darkening.

“Do as you wish.” As she spoke, a cold smile subtly crept onto Moya’s lips, an aura of death unconsciously emanating from her indifferent tone. Just as I had suspected, this “Moya Troupe” was no ordinary group; they seemed to be there for some purpose, and the bodyguards were highly suspicious. What a perplexing troupe!

After leading the five women out of the Wang Ergu Grand Restaurant, I followed the flow of people towards the square of Delagre City. Back in the square, we wandered aimlessly again. I noticed someone waving at me from the crowd. Looking closely, I recognized him as the “boy” who had caused trouble earlier. I greeted the women and walked towards the “boy.”

“Hi, hello.” When I reached him, “he” greeted me first, a bright, innocent smile on his face.

“Hello—do we know each other?” I deliberately frowned, asking with feigned suspicion.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Ruobing, from the Kuka Empire." The "young man" proactively introduced himself, revealing his origins. So, "he" was from the Kuka Empire after all.

"Hello, I'm Lei Xingyu," I replied, casually making up a name. "I'm a student at the Regao Magic Academy. May I ask what brings you here?" The Regao Magic Academy, located east of Delagre City, was formerly the royal magic academy of the Barando Empire. Previously, only nobles could attend, but now that the nobility had disappeared, there were no restrictions.

"Lei Xingyu, a fine name. Elegant and refined, far superior to names like Will's. But your way of speaking is quite interesting. Are all the people of Delagre City as literary as you? Hmm, may I call you Xingyu? I like that name. Oh, and by the way, don't be so polite, just call me Ruobing. Also, you're a magician? That's impressive. The Regao Magic Academy must be quite famous, right?" Ruobing spoke to herself, drawing her own conclusion regardless of whether others agreed or not.

"You really know how to get close to me, and it sounds like you don't have a good impression of me personally. Otherwise, why would you be so unhappy with my name 'Will'?" I thought to myself, but said aloud, "Well then,

I'll accept your offer. I'm just a student at the magic academy, not a magician yet. Oh, by the way, I still don't know why you called me here." "Now that you mention it, I finally understand," Ruobing nodded in reply. "But I know you'll definitely be a great magician in the future. Just seeing how you made that wicked woman look so pathetic and afraid to retaliate, like a grandson in front of you, I know you're very capable. I didn't really have anything to ask you for. I just felt bad that wicked woman mistook you for my companions and caused you trouble, so I came to apologize. But I didn't expect you to be so capable. Without lifting a finger, that wicked woman is already a defeated rooster, all her arrogance gone. I've never seen that wicked woman so pathetic. It was truly satisfying, so I admire you very much." "

A wicked woman?" I paused for a moment before realizing what she meant and said, "You mean Mo Ya? There's no need for apologies, it was just a small misunderstanding. I only had the upper hand because I was lucky. But how did you and Mo Ya become enemies?" Although I was surprised that "he" knew about my conflict with Mo Ya, I didn't want to ask "him" directly. I guessed he saw it from somewhere.

When I asked what happened, Ruobing's face showed anger, and she said resentfully, "Xingyu, you have no idea how awful that old hag is. On the way to Delagre City, I happened to stay at the camp of the Moya Group. In the middle of the night, a theft occurred, and then the people of the Moya Group broke into my tent. That old hag insisted that I stole their group fees—humph, this feud is definitely going to start."

I couldn't help but advise, "Actually, you don't have any major grudges with the Moya Group. It all started with a misunderstanding. Although she wronged you, you also caused them a lot of trouble. I think we should just let it go. It's better to avoid trouble..."

"No," Ruobing said firmly, her expression equally stubborn. "I'm not done with that old hag. I get angry just seeing that arrogant and haughty face. I must teach her a lesson." What a willful little girl! But unlike Cindy, she wasn't unpleasant. On the contrary, her straightforwardness made people feel very friendly. Thinking of this, I looked at Ruobing with a playful gaze, a sly smile appearing on my face.

Ruobing seemed a little guilty under my gaze, and quickly jumped back, saying to me, "Xingyu, it's a pleasure to meet you today. I feel like we've known each other for a long time, there's a sense of familiarity—but unfortunately, I have to go now. Let's talk properly next time, goodbye." With that, she ran away as if fleeing. What an interesting little girl!

"Well, how was it? Pretty good, right?" Nilos's voice startled me. I turned to look at the five women with their sly smiles, and shook my head with a helpless wry smile, saying, "It's getting late, let's go back." Ignoring their teasing laughter, I turned and left, the five women following behind with giggles. I was truly exasperated with them. They had seen what had just happened, yet they still dared to mock me? Sigh, women and petty people are truly difficult to deal with.

In Chapter Ten of Volume Seven, the talented woman Ruyan

returned to the palace. I saw Beatrice, Ziyue, Meixin, Sasha, and others chatting and laughing with several guests in the reception hall. I glanced over and saw an elderly man and four young women. The elderly man was about sixty years old, with a kind face. I recognized him immediately; he was my deputy, Castro, the administrative vice-minister of Dragre City. Speaking of Castro, he was the treasurer when Ziyue's father was still in office. He was honest and upright, with an excellent reputation. Unfortunately, he was a bit too principled, which made him unpopular with some colleagues. He had resigned and retired before General Hill launched his rebellion. This time, he had returned

to the political arena as my deputy. Actually, I had intended for him to be the administrative head, but he refused to be above me. Therefore, he was the only town whose administrative head was not a native of the Barando Empire. I didn't need to scrutinize Castro closely. Having always regarded women as works of art, I naturally focused my attention on the four unfamiliar young women. I'm not exaggerating, all four girls are beauties. The one sitting next to Castro, about sixteen or seventeen, has a graceful figure, a shapely body, and perfectly proportioned, snow-white skin. Her long, flowing hair exudes a captivating fragrance. Although she sits quietly, her bright, lively eyes reveal her as a mischievous and clever girl.

The girl sitting next to Mei Xin looks about eighteen or nineteen. Beneath her arched eyebrows are a pair of clear, autumn-water-like phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips. Combined with her tall and full figure, she is also a great beauty. The other girl sitting next to her seems slightly older. She has glossy black hair, large, watery eyes, long black eyelashes, a delicate nose, alluring red lips, and fair skin—every feature indicates she is no less beautiful than Mei Xin. What's even more remarkable is that this girl possesses a pure and ethereal beauty, making her appear even more serene and elegant while sitting there, so much so that one hesitates to disturb her.

But the girl who truly captivated me was the one sitting next to Beatrice. This girl had skin more beautiful than snow, flowing blonde hair, delicate, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and long eyelashes that framed deep, ocean-like eyes. Such a beauty couldn't be described simply as beautiful; she was breathtakingly beautiful. The girl's long hair reached her waist, neatly combed back, with bangs that were sparse in the middle and thicker on the sides, concealing her slender eyebrows. The hair in front of her ears was tied into two braids, the ends of which were wrapped with milky-white ribbons. The girl's eyes were clear and captivating, her nose and mouth small and exquisite, and her delicate features, combined with her fragile demeanor, made her exactly my type.

"Lord Will, you're back?" Castro noticed me standing at the door and quickly stood up to greet me. The four girls also hurriedly stood up, looking at me with curiosity. Perhaps they hadn't expected me to be so young? From their surprised looks, I could guess what they were thinking.

“Uncle, why are you still so polite? Didn’t I tell you to just call me by my name?” I shook my head with a wry smile and led the women inside. After the guests and hosts were seated again, Castro introduced the four girls to me. It turned out that the girl sitting next to her was her granddaughter, Anflin, while the other three were descendants of the ministers Kashuen, Luke, and Katias, whom Ziyue had mentioned to me, who had helped them escape the palace. Their names were Rein, Ruyan, and Yingxue, truly living up to their names.

Rein and the other two were Ziyue’s best friends. After General Hill launched his coup, their fathers were killed by Hill for helping Ziyue and Ziyun escape the Barando Empire. They fled to the countryside and only recently returned after hearing about what happened in Dragre City to see their best friend, Ziyue. Anflin, on the other hand, had been pestering her grandfather Castro to take her to the palace so she could meet her idol. From the way her face flushed with excitement as she looked at me, I knew she was a very innocent and naive girl.

"Uncle, what brings you here?" After introducing Meryl, Nilos, and the others to Castro and the four girls, I exchanged a few pleasantries and cut to the chase.

"Vell, it's like this," Beatrice answered, speaking on Castro's behalf. "According to the customs of the former Barando Empire, a grand 'Rain God Festival' is held annually on June 5th. This festival is held during the spring planting and summer sowing season so people can pray for the rain god's blessing, hoping for ample rainfall for a bountiful harvest in autumn. In the past, the king personally presided over the 'Rain God Festival,' but this year is different. Mr. Castro wants to discuss with us whether this year's 'Rain God Festival' should still be held as usual."

I pondered for a moment, then asked, "Auntie, what do you and Sister Yue think?" Beatrice

said seriously, "We just exchanged views. In the past year, the Barando Empire has experienced a series of changes, including palace coups, war, and the transition between the old and new dynasties. Although the Barando Empire no longer exists, in the hearts of the people, you are their king. I think there's nothing wrong with holding such a sacrificial ceremony. On the one hand, it expresses a beautiful expectation for the future, and on the other hand, it can further stabilize the people's hearts."

"Alright, I agree." I quickly made a decision, then said to Castro, "Uncle, you know much more about the specifics than I do, so I'll have to trouble you."

Castro smiled and said, "You're too kind, sir. I'll go back and draft a plan, and then I'll ask you to review it."

I smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter whether I look at it or not. If you have any questions, just discuss them with Auntie or Sister Yue. You don't need to report to me anymore. " “

Alright, I’ll head back now.” Castro said, standing up. He turned to his granddaughter, “Little Lin, hurry up and say goodbye to the adults, the Queen, and Her Highness the Princess.” Anflin pouted, clearly reluctant, and stood up to say goodbye to me, Beatrice, and Ziyue. It was obvious she didn’t want to

leave. Beatrice smiled slightly and said, “Mr. Castro, please wait a moment. I get along very well with Anflin. I’d like her to stay for a meal, and I’ll send someone to take her home later. What do you think?”

Before her grandfather could answer, Anflin giggled and said, “Aunt Beatrice, thank you.” Since things had come to this point, Castro couldn’t object. He just smiled wryly and instructed Anflin, “You can stay, but don’t be naughty, understand?”

Anflin pouted and said, “I know, Grandpa, you’re so long-winded.”

Castro shook his head with a wry smile, then greeted us, saying, "Then I'll take my leave now. " "After he left, I finally understood why he had specifically told Anflin not to be naughty. It was only now that she revealed her true colors. She walked up to me, looking me up and down, making clicking noises. Even someone as thick-skinned as me couldn't take it. The other women, however, watched with amusement, their faces full of laughter.

'Hey, Miss Anflin, I don't object if you want to keep looking, but—' I finally couldn't stand Anflin's 'bombardment' of gazes and said with a smirk, 'Let me preface this by saying, I don't have anything valuable on me. If you're hoping to find some treasure on me, you'd better give up now.' The other women giggled. Lei Yin, Ying Xue, and Ru Yan, being from well-to-do families, couldn't laugh as freely in front of me as Zi Yun, Xiao Pei, and Mei Li. Instead, they covered their mouths with their hands and giggled very elegantly."

"Hehe, you're so funny." Anfulin was amused by me, then looked me up and down before shaking her head. "I've heard people say how powerful 'Hurricane General' is, and I thought he was a tall, strong man. Turns out he's just a big boy about my age. Seeing is believing, you know." What could I say? I could only laugh and cry at the same time. The other girls almost laughed themselves silly, and Luvia was laughing so hard she was clutching her stomach and crying out in pain. I was completely defeated by her. Seeing

that the person in question was still oblivious, I touched my nose and smiled wryly. "So Miss Anfulin likes tall, strong men, huh? Well, I'm destined to disappoint you." There were also bursts of giggles. Lei Yin, Ying Xue, and the others, who had been trying to hold back their laughter, couldn't help but burst out laughing. They followed in the footsteps of Zi Yun and Zi Yue, no longer caring about their ladylike demeanor, and turned their faces away to giggle.

"Who said I like tall, strong men? Don't talk nonsense!" Anfulin blushed and hurriedly protested, "What are you all laughing at?" The girls laughed even louder, and Anfulin, feeling rather embarrassed, ran back to Beatrice's side and sat down, pouting as she asked Beatrice for help, "Auntie, they're all bullying me."

Beatrice smiled slightly, patted Anfulin's head, and said to Ziyue, Xiaowen, and the others with a smile, "You naughty older sisters, stop laughing at Xiaolin." Then she turned to Xiaopei and said, "Xiaopei, go to the kitchen and see when they'll be able to eat." Xiaopei responded with a "Yes," and walked towards the kitchen with a smile.

Zi Yue's gaze kept lingering on Ru Yan, Ying Xue, and the others. She chuckled and said, "Weir, Sister Ru Yan, Sister Ying Xue, and Sister Lei Yin are all my old best friends. Sister Ru Yan was even a famous talented woman in the capital. I'd like them to stay in the palace and help me. What do you think?"

"Oh, that would be wonderful, but it would be hard on you three sisters." I pretended not to see the teasing in Zi Yue's eyes and spoke seriously to Ying Xue and the others.

"We wouldn't dare," Lei Yin, Ying Xue, and Ru Yan said politely, seemingly having already spoken to them. I smiled slightly, about to speak, when suddenly my expression changed, and I didn't even notice that I had crushed the teacup in my hand. Everyone was stunned and asked in unison, "Weir, what's wrong?"

"Brother Weir, what's wrong?" Luvia shook my arm, bringing me back to my senses. I glanced at the anxious women and shook my head, saying, "I'm fine, I just suddenly received some bad news." Then I looked down at Luvia and said, "Priest Jeromein has passed away." No wonder I felt uneasy this morning; something bad had indeed happened. It seems my "sixth sense" is quite accurate.

"Priest Jeromein? Who is he?" The one who asked this was Beatrice, who of course didn't know who Priest Jeromein was. Among the people present, besides her, only Rein, Yingxue, Ruyan, and Anfulin had never heard of Priest Jeromein. Xiaowen, Xiaopei, Ziyue, Ziyun, and Xiaocui should have heard Luvia and the others talk about my time on the Azure Dragon Continent, so they should know about Priest Jeromein.

“Just like Priest Blackno is the only ‘High Priest’ on our Xuanwu Continent, Priest Jeromein is the only remaining ‘High Priest’ on the Qinglong Continent.” Ziyue explained gravely to the bewildered Beatrice and Ruyan, then looked at me and asked, “Vell, how did Priest Jeromein die?”

I replied gravely, “It happened last night. The villagers were asleep when they suddenly heard a loud bang. When they got up in a panic, they found only a huge crater where Priest Jeromein lived. Priest Jeromein and his house had vanished without a trace.”

“That doesn’t mean Priest Jeromein is dead,” Sasha couldn’t help but say. “Without seeing Priest Jeromein’s body, no one can know what happened to him.” “

Sasha, what you say isn’t without merit, but—” I shook my head and said seriously, “But just during the day, Priest Jerome suddenly said this to Elder Kajelai, the village’s martial arts elder: ‘Old friend, we humans can’t escape the shackles of fate after all. When you have the chance to see Will, remember to tell him not to forget his promise to this old man.’ At the time, Elder Kajelai felt it was a bit abrupt and strange, but he thought it was just a fleeting feeling and didn’t take it too seriously. Now it seems that Priest Jerome knew his time was coming and was giving Elder Kajelai his final instructions.”

I closed my eyes, and memories of “Rogue Village” flashed through my mind. Who wanted to kill this kind old man? Clearly, Priest Jerome knew something beforehand, but he didn’t tell Elder Kajelai. Why was that? "We humans are ultimately bound by fate," what kind of message is this sentence trying to convey? Could it be—a slight tremor ran through me, and I felt as if I understood something. This kind old man, even on his deathbed, reminded me of my promise to him—how could I forget? I promised him I would bring peace and happiness to this world, and I will definitely do it. I never imagined that our parting in Logue Village would be my last meeting with Priest Jerome. It's truly unexpected.

"Is it really that miraculous? If he could foresee the misfortune he was about to face, why didn't he avoid it sooner?" It was Rein who asked this question, clearly unable to contain her curiosity and disregarding her manners. Not only Rein, but Yingxue, Ruyan, and Anfulin were all staring at me with wide eyes, and even Beatrice's face was full of curiosity and doubt.

“Although I don’t know what kind of person the ‘High Priest’ of Blackno on this continent is, I know very well Priest Jeromein. He does indeed have the ability to foresee the future, so I have no doubt that he could foresee the misfortune that is about to befall him.” I said with an extremely heavy heart, “Don’t forget what Priest Jeromein said to Elder Kajelai of the Martial Arts Sect—we humans can never escape the shackles of fate—he was telling us that this ending was his destiny, and he could not escape it.”

“The shackles of fate? Who could possibly be targeting Priest Jeromein? It’s unlikely that the old priest would offend anyone.” Luvia frowned and muttered to herself.

“I think this is definitely murder, and I will definitely find the murderer.” I clenched my fist and said, “No matter who he is, I will make him regret it even in death.” "Unconsciously, a strong killing intent emanated from me, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop dramatically. Sasha and the others could still bear it, but Beatrice, Anflin, and the others began to tremble uncontrollably, their teeth chattering, as if they had suddenly fallen into an ice cave. When I saw Ruyan, Anflin, and the others, pale-faced and shivering, I snapped back to reality and smiled apologetically at them, saying, 'Sorry, did I scare you?'

The temperature in the room seemed to return to normal instantly. Beatrice said with lingering fear, 'Will, you were really scary just now, like you suddenly became a different person.'

Anflin stared at me, still shaken, for a long time before saying, 'No wonder those soldiers were trembling when they heard your name. That was your true face, 'Hurricane General,' wasn't it? It was terrifying. Such a strong killing intent! I dare say that even without you lifting a finger, if it had continued any longer, we would have been scared to death. Sister Ruyan, don't you think?'" "

Ruyan was probably the most composed of the four guests. Although her face had been somewhat pale, she wasn't trembling like Anflin and Beatrice; she remained remarkably calm. Hearing Anflin's question, she gave me a deep look, then nodded and said, 'Sister Lin, you're absolutely right. We've had the privilege of witnessing a master like Lord Will today, capable of killing with mere killing intent. It's truly an eye-opening experience.'

'Sister Ruyan, you're too kind. Don't call me Lord Will; just call me Will.' Ruyan's composure impressed me. I said seriously, 'But sister, you flatter me too much. I can't accept that. If I may ask, judging from what you said earlier, you seem to have quite a bit of knowledge about martial arts.'

'You say I'm being polite? Aren't you being polite to me? From now on, let's all stop being so polite, okay?' " Seeing me nod, Ruyan smiled slightly and said, "However, Will, you really overestimate me. I'm not only a weak woman who knows nothing about martial arts, but I also lack the talent to learn magic. However, I've read some books about martial arts and heard my late father and some uncles and elders talk about martial arts in private, so although I haven't personally practiced martial arts, I still know a little bit about it."

After a pause, Ruyan continued, "To be honest, when I first saw you, I really couldn't believe that you were the 'Hurricane General' who struck fear into the hearts of our Barando Empire army. But after witnessing the murderous aura you unintentionally revealed just now, I understand how philosophical the proverb 'A true master doesn't reveal their abilities' really is." Hearing her say that, Anflin, Rein, and Yingxue's eyes lit up, clearly their opinion of me had risen considerably.

Rein suddenly interjected, "Sister Yue, Sister Yun, I really admire you. I was trembling with fear just now, but you acted as if nothing had happened, without even a change in expression."

Ziyue smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, after all, we've spent quite a bit of time with Will."

Yingxue, who had been mostly silent, suddenly asked, "Will, I want to ask, weren't you talking to us just now? How did you know about that Priest Jerome?"

"It's because Brother Will has a special ability to contact relatives thousands of miles away." Luvia's explanation still didn't quite understand Yingxue and the others, but they didn't press further. After explaining to them, Luvia looked up and asked me, "Brother Will, was the person you contacted just now Sister Lapis?"

"No." I shook my head and looked down at Luvia, saying, "It was your mother." "

It's Mother! Did she mention me and my sister to you?" Luvia asked hurriedly when she heard that the person who informed me was her mother, the "Elf Queen" Desri. Seeing her expression, I felt a warmth in my heart, and the sadness I felt after hearing the news of Priestess Jerome's death seemed to lessen considerably. I smiled and said, "Of course she mentioned it. She said that you two haven't come back to see her in so long, and she'll definitely spank you when you do."

"Vilgo...you're so mean...Mother would never say that..." Luvia naturally understood that I was teasing her, and she pouted coquettishly. The women present couldn't help but smile knowingly, and the previously heavy atmosphere was swept away. I smiled and hugged Luvia, then said apologetically to the women, "I was in a bad mood earlier, and you all had to keep up the same long faces. I'm really sorry. Alright, now it's time to welcome the four beautiful ladies. Sister Xiao Pei, tell the kitchen to hurry up." Yingxue, Ruyan, Anfulin, and Leiyin gave me a look that was both shy and reproachful. Xiaowen, Ziyue, and the others had already stood up with smiles and helped set the table and serve the dishes. Dinner began in this atmosphere.

The news of Priest Jerome's death remained in everyone's hearts. Although everyone tried their best to avoid mentioning it again, the atmosphere at the banquet was always somewhat awkward. After finally finishing dinner, I chatted with the four guests for a while before apologizing and returning to my room. Not long after, Sasha and Luvia, the two little girls, quietly entered. Knowing I was in a bad mood, they abandoned their usual playful antics and silently nestled into my arms, comforting my soul with their soft bodies.

"Brother Will, have you figured out who did it?" Sasha asked softly. She was always so understanding and often accurately guessed what I was thinking. I couldn't help but lean down and kiss her, saying gently, "Sasha, you're so sweet, you can even guess what I'm thinking. Although I can't determine who did it yet, based on what Sister Rui described, the murder of Priest Jerome was either done by a powerful figure like a 'Grand Magister,' or it wasn't human at all."

"Not human?" Luvia looked up, surprised, and asked, "Could it be a demon?"

"A demon?" "The gods?" I shook my head and said, "No matter who they are, once I find out, I'll make them pay." Sasha and Luvia didn't say anything more, silently nestled in my arms. In the dead of night, I held Luvia and Sasha, who were already snoring softly, staring blankly at the ceiling, unable to sleep. My mind replayed Priest Jeromein's image, his voice and smile, the promises I made to him. A kind and wise old man, he had left us forever, left the land he loved so deeply. Was this his destiny?

Seeing my distress, Sasha said softly, "Vilgo, let Luvia and I help you rest." I nodded, and with the help of the two women's small hands, I undressed. Gazing at Sasha's focused and serene face, a sense of peace filled my heart. Sasha lowered the curtains and straddled me, and I smelled her familiar, fresh scent again.

Sasha gazed at me alluringly, slowly unbuttoning her upper garment. I gently grasped her firm, erect breasts. Sasha leaned down, her delicate red lips kissing my cheek as she loosened her jade belt. I pulled down all her clothes, and Sasha kissed her way down my face, then removed her lower garments. Just as I was about to sit up, she pounced on me, whispering sweetly, "Brother Will, let Sasha serve you this time." I smiled and nodded. Sasha's small mouth came closer again, and our tongues intertwined, our saliva flowing freely, reliving the warmth of our earlier encounter.

After a long while, our lips parted, and Sasha began to kiss my skin inch by inch. I lay comfortably, closing my eyes to savor the soft, full lips moving against my skin. After what seemed like an eternity, her small hands finally gripped my large, throbbing penis, gently caressing it. I groaned in pleasure, slightly raising my lower abdomen, and said, "Sasha, turn around..."

Sasha understood what I meant, a little shyly, but she obediently turned and straddled my head. The vibrant peony bloomed clearly before my eyes, its petals still bearing a few drops of nectar, its fragrance wafting through the air. I stuck out my tongue and licked the petals... She sucked on the petals, her mouth full of honey. I forcefully parted her deep buttocks, revealing her tender flesh, and the fragrance in the air instantly intensified. I teased her already erect, bright red clitoris with the tip of my tongue, while gently scratching her chrysanthemum bud with the tip of my index finger. I licked and blew on the peony flower, while pressing and twisting the clitoris with my other hand. Soon she trembled, and her vulva spurted out a stream of hot, fragrant nectar, which splashed onto my hand.

I rolled over and pinned Sasha down, holding my hand in front of her and laughing, "Look... this is all your nectar..." Sasha breathed softly, her starry eyes half-closed. Hearing this, she opened her eyes and saw that my hand was indeed covered in glistening nectar, and a hint of shyness flashed across her eyes. Meanwhile, Luvia, who was watching the scene with great interest, couldn't help but chuckle, which made Sasha even more embarrassed.

I brought my index finger to my nose and inhaled deeply, exclaiming, "It smells so good!" Sasha's already flushed face turned even redder, and she wriggled her body, feigning indignation. I chuckled, leaned back, and pulled her onto me, laughing, "Who said they were going to serve me?"

Sasha quickly replied, "Sasha was only thinking about enjoying herself, it's Sasha's fault..."

I chuckled, "What's wrong with you? My Sasha is the best."

Sasha gently wriggled her body against me, smiling seductively, "Brother Will is too indulgent with Sasha."

I chuckled, "If I don't shower you with affection, who will? It's rare to find a woman who thinks her husband spoils her too much." Sasha kissed me joyfully, her wet pubic hair rubbing against my lower abdomen, her tender, moist lips touching my hot, throbbing glans, and we both shuddered. Sasha reached down, guiding my penis with her index and middle fingers, and slowly lowered herself inside me. The large tip parted her sensitive, luscious labia, the burning, tingling sensation making her heart melt, rendering her momentarily immobile.

Her sensitive glans was tightly held by two plump, moist, slippery lips, the slightly sticky feeling intoxicating and unforgettable. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation. Gurgling nectar flowed from her parted vulva onto my penis, glistening and white. Sasha paused for a moment, then slowly swallowed my penis. The familiar warmth and moisture enveloped my shaft inch by inch, my lower body feeling as if it had returned to a cozy home. Sasha's brows furrowed slightly, her beautiful eyes closed, her cherry lips parted slightly, and a soft, long moan escaped her throat as she finally pushed the glans against her soft clitoris.

I looked down and saw the thick shaft mercilessly forcing open her crimson vulva, the luscious, moist lips parted wide, revealing the erect pearl at the tip, with only a small portion of my penis remaining outside. I gently pushed in a little more, but Sasha let out a weak moan, then leaned over and pressed herself against my chest, whimpering, "Brother Will, if you push any harder, you'll hit Sasha's sweet spot."

I thrust slightly again, reaching down to pinch her clitoris, and chuckled, "Little girl, move!" Sasha propped herself up, her buttocks rising and falling slightly to make my penis move in and out with small, rhythmic strokes. Her tightly wrapped flesh rubbed against

my penis, bringing us both immense pleasure. Her long, beautiful hair cascaded down my chest, its fragrance intoxicating. As the movements of her buttocks became more pronounced, Sasha's moans grew increasingly sweet, and the sound of her teeth chattering filled the room. I thrust my lower abdomen in sync with her movements, my hands grasping and kneading her breasts vigorously. Sasha suddenly let out a high-pitched moan, her lower body thrusting rapidly, her flower spurting out a stream of hot love juice. She slumped against my chest and said sweetly, "Brother Will, this position is so easy to make me happy."

I teased, "It's because you get excited easily, don't blame the position." Sasha breathed softly in my ear, gently biting my earlobe. I kneaded her breasts and thrust my lower body forcefully. Sasha's honey pot, already aroused, was hit hard, and she murmured happily. She gently blew warm air into my ear, instantly making me feel a tingling sensation. She whispered, "Brother Will... Sasha... is willing to let you... fuck her to death..."

I chuckled mischievously, flipped her over, pinned her down, and began to thrust my penis in and out forcefully. Sasha thrust her jade-like buttocks to meet my thrusts, her pink arms, like jade lotus roots, draped around my neck. She smiled wickedly and said, "Brother Will...you're doing it...Sasha...so beautiful...ah..." I forcefully spread her long, fair thighs apart, letting my glans slide between her honey lips. Sasha's sensitive honey lips and clitoris were stimulated, and her body trembled slightly. Her vulva released crystal-clear love juice, turning her honey lips and inner thighs into a shiny patch, which was quite beautiful.

I patiently pinched Sasha's nipples, while my glans teased her labia, occasionally rubbing the shaft between them to let her feel its heat and thickness. Sasha thrust her tender paradise towards me, her rosy vulva drooling, fragrant, sticky love juice clinging to her lower abdomen and thighs—a truly lewd sight. I probed her vulva with my glans, gently thrusting left and right, Sasha's pretty face flushed with desire. Finally, she couldn't resist and murmured, "Brother Will... I want..." With that, Sasha parted her labia wide with her index and middle fingers, revealing her bright red, glistening flesh, assuming a welcoming posture.

I swung my hard penis, striking her tender flesh, Sasha trembling with each strike, her vulva contracting and releasing more love juice. I teased her for a moment, then forced my painfully hard glans into her narrow opening, thrusting in forcefully. Our lower abdomens collided with a "smack," and Sasha let out a sigh of relief.

The full, satisfying comfort intoxicated us both. I pressed tightly against her clitoris, burying my face between Sasha's full, warm breasts, inhaling her familiar scent. The warm, moist flesh inside her vagina writhed around my penis, becoming increasingly wet even without thrusting. I lay there for a while, then stood up and withdrew my penis. Her vagina made a soft "sizzle" sound, releasing a thick stream of nectar. The emptiness made Sasha groan in disappointment, reaching down to search for my penis, saying seductively, "Vilge... don't tease Sasha..."

I held Sasha's wrist, guiding her to grasp my burning penis. Sasha pulled me towards her honeypot. I held her slender waist, guiding her into her paradise, then thrusting powerfully with each stroke of my hips. Sasha cried out in pleasure, writhing her body violently in response, her honeyed orifice burning with heat. I thrust left and right, pressing my hard glans against the narrow walls of her passage, a strange pleasure washing over her.

After a moment, Sasha arched her back and began to climax again, softly moaning. I held her slender waist and rubbed my large glans against her opening and closing clitoris, Sasha trembled with pleasure, her mouth uttering continuous moans and cries of ecstasy. When her afterglow subsided, I pulled a pillow under her buttocks, pressed down on her slender waist, and began to thrust violently, thick love juices from her honeypot flowing out in waves, forming a paste on the bright red entrance of her honeyed orifice, exceptionally erotic and alluring.

I've lost count of how long I've been thrusting. Sasha's nose is covered in fine beads of sweat, her brows are furrowed, her mouth is slightly open, and her bright red tongue lightly licks her lips. She moans and sighs unconsciously from time to time, her hands lying limply at her sides. Her full, firm breasts ripple with each powerful thrust, her bright red nipples even more vibrant. I hold her in my arms and thrust into her forcefully. Sasha's moans suddenly rise in pitch: "Vier...Sasha...so good...faster...Sasha...I'm going to die...ah...ah...Sasha...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...ah..."

My penis is tightly enveloped by her hot, wet vagina. I have to rotate my hips, letting my large glans and thick shaft grind and squeeze inside her. Sasha's face is pale, her body trembles violently, and she clings to me tightly. I feel a surge of intense pleasure, and unable to hold back any longer, I thrust forward with all my might, my penis spurting out a large amount of hot semen. Sasha's body trembled uncontrollably, muttering incoherently before collapsing limply beneath me.

Sasha was no longer the problem, but there was still the veritable little vixen, Luvia. Only during our frenzied lovemaking could I finally relax, letting go of the unpleasant feelings I felt because of Priest Jerome. After a breathtaking battle, Luvia also lay limp on the bed, her pink skin glistening with sweat. Under my tireless onslaught, she followed in Sasha's footsteps, experiencing countless orgasms before finally "coaxing" my semen to ejaculate.

Utterly satisfied and utterly exhausted, Sasha and Luvia quickly drifted into a deep sleep, but I didn't fall asleep until almost dawn, waking up at noon on June 1st, 7992 in the Chinese calendar. Aside from Sasha and Luvia staying by my side constantly, the other women were all busy with their own affairs. Completely overthrowing a country's existing system and establishing a new one naturally involves a lot of work. Castro sent over the plans for the "Rain God Festival" early that morning. Since I was still asleep, Ziyue had already helped me agree to his arrangements. I sat at the dining table eating lunch while looking at the program list Castro had prepared for the

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Rain God Festival." One item caught my attention: the "Moya Theater Troupe" was also invited to perform, and would be the grand finale at the palace. Although the "Moya Theater Troupe" had recently gained fame, it was still far inferior to many long-established and large-scale renowned theater troupes. Therefore, I couldn't help but be surprised that Castro would invite the Moya Troupe to perform at the Imperial Palace, secretly wondering if he had received some benefits from them. However, I quickly dismissed this thought.

From what I knew, Castro was meticulous in his work, possessed strong administrative skills, and was elegant in demeanor, courteous, and always wore a subtle smile. He had a meticulously groomed beard, reflecting his excellent manners. Moreover, he was very self-disciplined, adhering to etiquette in everything from his daily life to his conduct. He always maintained a certain distance while being warm to others, and there was never any negative news about him. I recalled something Ziyue once told me: "If Castro were to embezzle and accept bribes, then the Barando Empire would never find another honest and upright official."

Therefore, that thought only flashed through my mind briefly. Instead, I realized the most likely reason for the invitation to the Moya Troupe was the sensational effect of their performance in the square. Moya's meticulously crafted play, "The Beauty and the Kingdom," garnered a large audience and successfully won the people's love and approval. This demonstrated Moya's shrewdness—she clearly understood my supreme position in the hearts of the common people, firmly grasped their support and admiration, and launched this particularly significant play at the opportune moment, thus winning her the honor of performing in the palace.

June was destined to be an eventful month, both for the Xuanwu Continent and the Qinglong Continent. Shortly after lunch, Lapis, far away in the Kingdom of Mosby, informed me of a new piece of news via telepathy: the Lanfeng Empire's army had crossed the border this morning and launched an attack on the Mosby Kingdom's army, officially declaring war on Mosby. The Mosby Kingdom, which had remained neutral until now, had inevitably been drawn into the chaotic war across the entire Azure Dragon Continent—a prospect that Dean Dante and I had foreseen when we learned of the death of Lanfeng Empire's "Grand Magister" Raman.

The war on the Azure Dragon Continent had escalated further, with the six nations divided into two distinct opposing camps: the Kingdom of Pas, the Kingdom of Jessies, the Kingdom of Mosby, and the Gas Empire formed one camp, while the Lanfeng Empire and the Kingdom of Machia formed the other. Lapis also told me that Fiana, Fet, Eliza, Therese, and others were preparing to return to their respective countries to unite against the invading army. Lapis told me not to worry, as Fiana and the others each had several sisters accompanying them back; she was very thoughtful. (For information on Fett and Eliza's return to the Kingdom of Jesses, please refer to the side story, "The Legend of the Kingdom of Jesses.")

News can be good or bad, and events can be good or bad. As evening fell, when three uninvited guests appeared before me, I was overjoyed, almost unable to believe my eyes. A delicate body, carrying a fragrant breeze, threw herself into my arms, followed by a fiery kiss: "Brother... Ling'er... I missed you so much..." Yes, it was that little girl, Shui Ling, accompanied by Crystal and Qin Mei.

"How did you all suddenly appear here?" After kissing the three girls, I hugged Shui Ling and asked in surprise.

Crystal smiled and explained, "Brother Will, we came with the 'Hoffman Merchant Guild' caravan. Sister Suya was worried about Ling'er and me, so she asked Sister Qin Mei to come with us." "Time really flies. It's been a month and a half since I left Suya and the others, and more than two months since I left Labis and the others."

Shuiling wrapped her arms around my neck and asked sweetly, "Brother, I heard you've met a lot of pretty older sisters. Are they here?"

I smiled slightly and gently flicked her little nose, saying, "There are only two here. I'll introduce you to them later." Just then, Mei Xin and Qian Hui entered with Zi Yue, Xiao Wen, and others, followed by Lei Yin, Ying Xue, and Ru Yan. The girls naturally exchanged pleasantries upon meeting. The arrival of

Crystal, Shui Ling, and Qin Mei eased my somewhat suppressed emotions, so that night, in high spirits, I carried the little vixen Shui Ling, and pulled the shy Crystal and Qin Mei back to my room under everyone's watchful eyes. After placing Shui Ling on the bed, I pretended to greedily scan the three girls in the room, and said with a wicked smile, "Which one of you will come up and keep me company first?" Qin Mei and Crystal both silently lowered their heads, wanting to speak first, but feeling a little shy.

Shui Ling, on the bed, wrinkled her little nose and giggled, "With your licentious personality, brother, it should be more suitable for you to sleep together, right?"

"You know me best, Ling'er!" I laughed loudly, and amidst Crystal and Qin Mei's gasps, I pulled them both onto the bed. Clothes fluttered in the air, revealing glimpses of spring. Looking at Shui Ling's flushed face, I chuckled, "Ling'er, you go first. Let your brother satisfy this greedy little girl." My words made Shui Ling blush and her heart race, but she was secretly delighted.

"Mmm... still so smooth..." I lifted Shui Ling's undergarment, caressing her smooth, almost jade-like skin, my hands moving freely up and down, causing her to moan softly without warning. Her fair, translucent skin remained so smooth, so lovely, my hands greedily caressing it, though some areas were still unreachable, causing Shui Ling's slender waist to sway in protest. My hands then moved towards her most intimate spot, her honeyed orifice, while Crystal and Qin Mei, watching with blushing faces, joined in, kneading Shui Ling's breasts.

Although Crystal and Qinmei were somewhat shy, both women had made love with me many times before. Upon hearing my command, they obediently knelt beside Shuiling, their hands simultaneously caressing Shuiling's breasts. However, Crystal's skills in bed were superior to Qinmei's. Just as I had caressed her breasts, Crystal's comprehension was exceptional, and she was now applying my techniques to her younger sister, Shuiling, with remarkable skill. Shuiling's erect breasts changed shape under Crystal's small hands, and the way she gently kneaded and pinched the already hardened nipples was almost identical to how I had performed them myself.

Compared to Crystal's skillful techniques, Qinmei's were much more clumsy. She only knew one action: grasping one of Shuiling's breasts with both hands and kneading it back and forth from top to bottom, turning the fair breast a bright red. However, Qinmei couldn't resist the atmosphere in the room, creating a scene no less erotic than Crystal's.

Shuiling's body trembled slightly, as if she felt pleasure from my intrusion. Her pubic hair was arranged in a triangle on her mound of flesh. Her labia were narrow, and her vulva was filled with fluid, as if it were about to drip. Her genitals were already slippery. I glanced at her mischievously. Her pretty face turned red, and she said shyly, "Bad brother...it's all your fault...you're so naughty..."

I smiled slightly, placing my fingers between her labia and gently teasing her. Her fluid gradually increased. My fingers felt the curve of her labia and her full mons pubis. My other hand kneaded her nipples, and she hummed softly, "Ah...ah...ah...ah...oh..."

"Come on...lift your leg up..." I told her to lift her right leg and place it between her legs. Then I parted her labia with my fingers, revealing her overflowing vulva, and gently kissed it, my tongue lightly teasing her tender red flesh. Shui Ling couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah...ah...good brother...you...you...you're so good at licking...ah...so comfortable..."

Shui Ling trembled, her hands supporting my head. I focused my attention on her clitoris, while my fingers slid across her perineum. Shui Ling twisted her slender waist, her body bending as if unable to support itself. She grabbed my hair tightly, pulling me forcefully between her legs, pleading, "Ah...faster...good brother...Ling'er...want...want...faster...ah...ah...bad brother...don't tease...Ling'er..."

I smiled slightly and lay on Shui Ling's exquisite body. Shui Ling hugged me tightly, her wet, soft tongue pressing into my mouth, kissing me passionately. Her slender fingers grasped my already engorged penis and slowly inserted it into her warm vulva. I lifted her arm, thrusting hard, and my penis slid in all the way. I let out a comfortable groan, and she exhaled a long breath.

I didn't immediately launch a vigorous assault, but instead quietly lay on her delicate body. She gently kissed my face, and I simply remained inside her, feeling her tightness, her writhing, and her lubrication. After a long while, Shui Ling cupped my face in her hands, gazing at me affectionately, and whispered, "Bad brother... move a little..."

So I didn't hesitate any longer and began to thrust wildly. Shui Ling's moans grew heavier and louder. She clung tightly to my neck, her snow-white buttocks slowly rotating, twisting in circles, my penis pressed tightly against her vaginal walls, the hot glans scraping against them, and streams of vaginal fluid flowing out. Shui Ling writhed her delicate body, letting out sweet moans: "So good... good brother... are you comfortable... ah... ah... so good..."

I held Shui Ling's waist with both hands, helping her writh, and gradually increased the speed of my hips. Shui Ling's buttocks moved back and forth, my penis going in and out of her vagina, making waves of lewd sounds. I supported her buttocks, letting her move up and down, the friction of our bodies bringing waves of pleasure, leaving Shui Ling's mind blank.

I wantonly conquered Shui Ling's tender vagina, pounding until she was drenched in sweat and panting. Although it seemed like I was the one forcefully attacking, from the flush on Shui Ling's tender body, the pleading in her soft moans and panting, and the desperate twisting and thrusting of her slender body to meet my thrusts, her slender fingers eagerly gripping my back, it was clear that she had reached the peak of pleasure. An overwhelming pleasure surged through Shui Ling's body and mind, causing her to completely abandon the shyness and timidity of a pure young girl, offering herself wholeheartedly and passionately enjoying the thrill of lust.

Meanwhile, Crystal and Qin Mei, whom I had no time to attend to, watched with burning eyes as Shui Ling and I made love. Their breasts heaved rapidly, their slender hands gripping the sheets tightly. From their rapid breathing and flushed skin, it was clear they were enduring the torment of desire, awaiting the favor that was about to fall upon them.

"So beautiful… ah… good brother… I'm almost… I'm almost dying… ah… oh… you're so strong… ah… good brother… you're doing it to Ling'er… I can't take it anymore… ah…" Shui Ling's panting continued. Although she said she couldn't take it anymore, her body's movements showed no hesitation, instead meeting my deep assault with even greater intensity, happily enjoying my tireless onslaught. Each thrust of mine slammed deep into Shui Ling's honeyed depths, the sound powerful, each one striking Crystal and Qin Mei's hearts, causing them great distress as they watched.

"Ah...so beautiful...so beautiful...so wonderful...good brother...mmm...how...how can you be so hard...so thick...so powerful...I want...mmm...I want it again...I'm going to die again...ah...ah...ah...I'm coming...I'm having an orgasm...so good...so...ah...ah...I can't take it...it's so good...ah...I'm going to cum..." Under my frenzied assault, Shui Ling had reached her first orgasm of the day.

Shui Ling's entire body swelled with desire, she gripped my shoulders tightly, her full breasts bouncing up and down. She threw her head back, screaming wildly without restraint. I gripped her buttocks tightly, and she thrust repeatedly, pressing my glans firmly against her clitoris. I felt her honeyed depths tighten, her juices flowing out like a small river, Shui Ling trembled violently, her body went limp, she clung to me tightly, panting heavily.

I lifted Shui Ling's thighs and spread them apart, continuing to thrust violently. The pleasure of my penis swallowing and releasing brought Shui Ling to repeated orgasms. She supported herself on the bed with both hands, her eyes tightly closed. My penis thrust in and out of her vagina, turning her tender red vulva inside and out. Shui Ling twisted her body incessantly, constantly emitting wanton moans. Sweat mixed with her vaginal fluids flowed from between her legs onto the bed.

"Oh...oh...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...good brother...you're too strong...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." As my body almost froze, a gush of hot semen finally erupted. Shui Ling was covered in sweat; she could no longer bear the pampering, her flushed brows filled with the sweet allure of climax. After a long scream, she collapsed, her eyes, which had been burning with love and desire, now blank.

I lowered my head and gently kissed Shui Ling's hair, lightly biting her earlobe. She breathed heavily, her breath carrying a sweet fragrance. I gently and sweetly caressed her delicate, firm breasts, eliciting soft moans from her. After a tender and loving session, I slowly withdrew my still-erect penis from Shui Ling's honeyed depths and set my sights on Qin Mei.

I whispered to Crystal to spread Qinmei's pink legs, then slipped between them to carefully observe this rarely seen beauty. Although Qinmei still retained some consciousness, her body was already weak and limp, allowing me to approach and explore her most private area. There,

on a raised mound, grew neat, thick pubic hair, beneath which lay her tender pink vulva. Her deep red labia majora were turned outwards, her labia minora glistening and throbbing slightly. Her clitoris was swollen and erect, and a clear, transparent fluid flowed slowly down Qinmei's fair thighs, soaking the sheets.

Knowing Qinmei was aroused, I decided to skip the unnecessary foreplay. I raised my head and gazed at Qinmei's delicate body. A wisp of her flowing black hair draped around her snow-white neck, draped diagonally over her high, white breasts; her delicately arched eyebrows and large, bright phoenix eyes gazed at me with watery eyes. Her small, upturned nose and glistening red lips seemed to want to devour me whole. Her breasts were full, her nipples bright red, like two symmetrical mountain peaks, with a flat plain below, and her navel resembled a spring.

I couldn't help but swallow, my penis already erect. Qinmei stared wide-eyed at my proud, erect penis. It was so long, easily eight or nine inches long; so thick, too thick to be grasped in one hand; so strong, with bulging veins and erect barbs. Looking at his face, beneath thick eyebrows were a pair of bright, sparkling eyes. Below his straight nose were two beautiful lips, the corners of which were upturned, revealing neatly set white teeth, making him even more handsome.

Everything about me stimulated Qinmei's sensitive senses. Her delicate body trembled, her eyes wide, and she rose from the bed, panting heavily. She opened her snow-white arms and rushed towards me, and at the same time, I welcomed the beauty's embrace. With a soft "Mmm," the two of us were drawn together like magnets. Kissing lightly, embracing whirlwindly, the sounds of constant sucking echoing on our faces, necks, chests, and backs, our breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

Qinmei tightly wrapped one jade-like arm around my neck, while her other slender, snow-white hand reached down to my lower body, grabbing my long, thick penis. She could clearly feel the veins on the penis throbbing intensely, and with each throbbing, the penis bobbed up and down. Her small hands couldn't help but gently rub it.

I immediately felt a scalding heat churning in my lower abdomen, wave after wave, one after another. I couldn't help but stroke Qinmei's smooth back down, then along her plump buttocks, the flow of fluid enhancing the lubrication between her flesh. My two fingers slipped inside, gently teasing her swollen clitoris. Qinmei couldn't help but let out a captivating moan: "Ah...ah...um...inside...oh..."

Seeing that Qinmei was already aroused, her thighs flowing like a stream, I felt I couldn't hold back any longer. With my strong arms, I gently lifted Qinmei and laid her flat on the bed, then leaped between her legs. Qinmei, unable to wait any longer, spread her legs, presenting her wet, glistening vulva to me, and grabbed my thick, hard penis, shoving it into her opening.

Qinmei guided the penis to her sticky, moist entrance, thrusting her hips forward with a powerful "whoosh," and the entire hot, thick penis plunged deep into her flower. Qinmei gasped, then cried out excitedly, "Ah...so big...so hard...it feels so good...so comfortable...it's killing me...faster...deeper...ah...so comfortable...it's killing me..."

My thick penis thrust in and out of her vulva again and again, Qinmei's body twisting wildly, her waist arching upwards in rhythm with my thrusts, meeting my movements. Qinmei's large, almond-shaped eyes gazed wistfully at their joined bodies, watching her labia being pulled and unfolded by the thrusting of the penis. Her juices seeped from the opening, and she involuntarily let out a seductive moan: "Ah...ah...so...so beautiful...good brother...thrust...thrust...faster...ah...so hot...so hard...ah...again..."

I looked at Qinmei's flushed face, aroused by desire, and at my raised eyebrows. A surge of heat rose in both of us, our desire burning even brighter and stronger. We embraced each other tightly, sharing another passionate kiss. Qinmei gently placed her tongue in my mouth, and as I sucked on it, my penis increased its speed, thrusting over a hundred times, deep and relentless. The rhythmic "slap," "slap" of flesh striking flesh echoed at the junction of the penis and the vagina, accompanied by heavy breathing and the creaking of the bed, vibrating throughout the entire bedroom.

"Ah...ah...oh...Mi...Mi...Villet...you...you're killing me...yes...good...ah...harder...yes...right...there...oh...deeper...harder...ah...so good...it feels so good..." Kotomi cried out wildly, each cry louder than the last, her slender waist twisting and turning desperately. The penis thrust wildly into her vagina, the tender flesh tightly gripping it.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..." Kotomi was at her limit, on the verge of climax: "Ah...good brother...I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm going to cum...ah..."

I felt a thick, hot stream of vaginal fluid gushing out from the depths of Kotomi's honeypot, an indescribable pleasure spreading from my lower body throughout my entire body, and I couldn't help but cry out: "Oh...so good...so good...Kotomi...I want...to give it to you..." As my whole body trembled, a stream of scalding yang fluid shot straight into the depths of Kotomi's honeypot, scalding her so much that her whole body trembled again, and she let out a soft moan: "Ah...it's burning me...so much..." Then her delicate body went limp beneath me, her small mouth open, panting softly.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked with a teasing smile, reaching out to pinch Kotomi's nipples. Qinmei let out a soft moan, then smiled shyly and said, "So comfortable... I'm dying... Don't worry about me... Let Crystal... let me... keep you company..."

After settling Qinmei in, Crystal, her pretty face flushed, was ready to welcome me. I gently played with her extremely perky and elastic breasts, and asked with a smile, "Were you waiting long?" Crystal shook her head shyly. I gently kissed her beautiful eyes, and my hands began to restlessly grasp her small breasts, gently teasing and caressing them. Under my caresses and teasing, Crystal felt a tingling sensation all over her body, and felt her honeyed juices begin to seep out. Her body began to writhe restlessly. I

asked with a smile, "Jing'er, is it comfortable?" Crystal mischievously didn't answer, tilting her head back and deliberately making a soft, kitten-like meow. Her obedient, pretty, and playful appearance aroused my lust, and I couldn't wait to mount her and have my way with her. But then I thought better of it and decided to tease her a little more, to make her beg me. Qinmei and Shuiling were both exhausted, slumped weakly on the bed, half-asleep, while Shuijing continued to moan under my ministrations.

I cradled Shuijing's small, almost palm-sized buttocks, one hand slowly exploring her honeyed orifice, the other caressing her tongue. Shuijing's eyes were half-closed, her beautiful eyes half-closed, obediently sucking on my finger, licking and teasing it like a nimble cat. I withdrew my finger and began to move it across her chest, sliding it across her white, jade-like breasts, teasing her increasingly full mounds. I sighed softly, "When we met at the inn, could you have imagined this day would come?"

Crystal grabbed one of her breasts and stuffed it into my palm, wriggling it around as she playfully scolded, "It's all because of you, you shameless guy, insisting on being my brother, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph." I loved Crystal's cleverness and wit. While teasing her swollen nipple, I pulled my finger out of her honey pot and held it in front of her, teasingly saying, "Jing'er, you're really horny, you're so wet."

Faced with my actions, Crystal's pretty face turned incredibly red, not only her fair ears and pink neck turning bright red, but her small, snow-white body also blushed and turned fiery red, with large drops of fragrant sweat appearing on her nose. Suddenly, Crystal groaned and threw herself into my arms, her two jade-like breasts rubbing forcefully against my bare and strong chest, crying out in a sweet voice, "Good brother... give it to me... Jing'er... can't take it anymore..." At the same time, the inside of her thighs rubbed forcefully against every part of her body that could be touched, arousing my desire even more.

However, I didn't immediately fulfill her request. I kept her wanting more. Instead of immediately pushing her down and having sex, I gently turned Crystal over, making her kneel on the bed. I lowered my head and teased her honey hole from behind with my tongue, while my hands kneaded her lonely breasts. The simultaneous attacks from all sides, inside and out, stimulated Crystal's body to the point of ecstasy. She wanted more of my tenderness and wanted me to penetrate her tongue even deeper. But whenever she arched her buttocks back, wanting to receive deeper caresses, I deliberately avoided her desires and didn't give her more satisfaction.

"Ah...ah...ah...brother...you're so bad...ah...ouch..." Crystal finally couldn't stand this superficial approach. Her body trembled violently, and her honey hole gushed out a large amount of honey. I lifted Crystal's limp waist, no longer teasing her. My penis penetrated her already soaking wet honey hole and violently pounded into her tender core without any fancy moves.

"Ah..." Crystal let out a long scream, her hands no longer able to hold onto the bed, her slender waist going limp and her pretty face collapsing onto the bed. If it weren't for my hands supporting her from behind, she wouldn't even be able to kneel on the bed. The big, thick penis seemed to want to pierce and lift her petite body, moving rapidly and relentlessly, the violent thrusts causing the tender flesh between her petals to sometimes flip over, and sometimes be pushed back in by the penis.

"Ah...ah...good brother...so comfortable...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...yes...yes...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...God...it's...so comfortable...ah...just...like...so good...ah...yes...yes...harder...ah...ah...ah...ah...harder...ah..." Crystal moaned wildly as she instinctively pushed her hips back.

I thrust even more violently, my pubic bone colliding rapidly with her pretty buttocks, making crisp "slap, slap, slap" sounds, especially loud in the quiet night. If I hadn't set up a soundproof barrier outside the palace, the entire palace would probably have been woken up by us. With each of my fierce thrusts, Crystal's moans grew weaker: "Ah...good brother...you've made Jing'er...so comfortable...mmm...mmm...good brother...Jing'er...loves you to death...ah...mmm...you're making...Jing'er...so comfortable...so happy...mmm...oh...oh..."

"Ah...ah...yes...just...like...so good...ah...good brother...harder...ah...ah...ah...ah...harder...harder...it feels so good...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah..." At first, Crystal could still moan and groan loudly, but in less than a quarter of an hour, her body, exhausted from the impact, became as soft as dough, and her honeyed orifice repeatedly gushed out honey-like fluid, scalding the wildly thrusting penis.

I knew Crystal could no longer endure it, so I stopped restraining myself. I rolled her over, placed her jade-like legs on my shoulders, and thrust deeply, penetrating her deeply. Under the soft light, Crystal's beautiful face was flushed, and her two firm breasts rose and fell on her fair and alluring body. Her long, white legs were wrapped around my waist, and her round buttocks pressed upwards to meet mine. With my vigorous thrusting, her juices were squeezed out from our joined parts, flowing onto the sheets beneath us, the sounds of "splashing" and "splashing" creating a captivating "soul-stirring melody of the night."

I felt that Crystal was most beautiful and moving during intercourse; she trusted herself and was so fully engaged, her soft breaths releasing fragrant gasps. Her fair and proud body was endlessly fascinating to me; she was very sensitive, and her juices flowed quite freely. The tightness and warmth of her honeyed orifice gave me unparalleled pleasure. Crystal opened her eyes, watching her lover straddling her, thrusting vigorously into her body. His burning hot penis slid in and out of her honeyed depths with varying speeds, sometimes gently and slowly, the walls of her vagina contracting in response. A tingling, itchy sensation spread through her body, making her feel as if her soul was floating in the air.

"Ah...ah...good brother...kiss me..." Crystal cried out excitedly. I lowered my head and kissed her small mouth. I sensed Crystal's climax was approaching, so I thrust harder, increasing my speed. Crystal's cries were soft and weak, her body convulsing like a trembling flower, her honeyed depths contracting in waves: "Oh...ah...good brother...Jing'er...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

I thrust even more violently, Crystal moaning incoherently, her mind and body seemingly adrift, her body swaying lightly, the pleasure so intense she could barely think. I increased my speed within Crystal's fiery honeyed depths; I too was about to ejaculate my passion. Crystal's shapely buttocks, still bulging with energy, met my thrusts, arching upwards in rhythm.

"Oh...ah...ah...so hot..." I shuddered with each violent thrust, ejaculating freely inside Crystal's honeyed depths, the heat causing her to release a torrent of vaginal fluid. I remained deeply inside Crystal, motionless, savoring her climax. After a long while, Crystal calmed down slightly, collapsing limply onto the bed, her honeyed depths trembling occasionally, her fair skin turning pink, covered in a thin layer of sweat. Crystal and I embraced quietly, savoring the afterglow of our climax. The epic battle of "Three Heroes against Lu Bu" finally came to a close amidst heavy breathing...

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