Alchemical Struggle

"Master! Time to get up!" Cold, stiff! How annoying yet familiar that feeling was! She felt her body being lifted up!? Damn it! Her sweet dream was disturbed again! She opened her sleepy eyes! What came into view was that familiar, beautiful, and charming face, but also a bit mechanical and stiff, a face she hated so much!

Because every time she saw that face, it meant she had to get up!

"Gently, gently, gently, gently, you've practically broken these old bones! I said, can't you be a little gentler?!" The old man was very angry. What was so important that he was woken up so roughly?!

However, she didn't care at all, turned around and handed the clothes to the old man who had just woken up. "Today is the academy's opening ceremony, which happens every three years, and there's an important meeting this afternoon. You specifically instructed me not to miss it and asked me to wake you up, my master." The cold, beautiful woman completely ignored her master's anger. It was always like this!

"By the way, Adela came to the academy a few months ago. She seems to have been inquiring about the master's whereabouts. The dean seems to have already told him that he needs to deal with something after the opening ceremony, or around noon, and then immediately meet with that important person." Her cold words seemed to have arranged Sena's entire schedule, which greatly displeased Sena.

Just as the old man was about to continue his outburst, the alarm sounded. It was called an alarm, but it was actually just someone visiting. However, Sena rarely wanted to be visited and seldom stayed here for long, so it was clearly someone he knew. Anyone visiting him would trigger the alarm as soon as they reached the door—at least that's how Sena perceived it. It felt like he was doing something shameful… "Sena, it's me! I know you're inside today." A clear, loud male voice rang out. Damn it, I hadn't even had enough sleep yet!

The dean of Enros Academy, compared to Sena, didn't seem much older, appearing to be under 60. Seeing Sena reluctantly walk out the door, he knew Sena's personality and knew Sena was definitely unhappy.

Enros Academy was the most outstanding academy on the entire Golden Continent, focusing on magical training with martial arts as a secondary focus. Many of its members were nobles from various countries, even members of royalty—the so-called "connections." Commoners entering the academy had to undergo rigorous testing, a test that was practically impossible.

The academy's instructors were all renowned powerhouses on the continent, with the lowest qualification being a sage, and some even... They are people from the divine realm in the far north, along with a small number of exceptionally outstanding academy graduates who remain at the school.

The academy is located in the south-central part of the continent, but its members are not bound by national borders. It's important to understand that the Golden Continent is currently divided into four powers: the Tianyu Empire in the southwest border region near the sea; the Ottoman Empire and the Iron Fist Empire, with the largest territory in the central region; and the Bracada Empire, inhabited by descendants of the divine

race in the northeast. Of course, this doesn't encompass all the countries. The beastman territory in the north-central region is no smaller than any of the empires, and the northern region of the Tianyu Empire is the territory of the former rulers of this continent—the elves.

Furthermore, the various neutral regions in the middle serve as buffer zones between the various powers, constantly embroiled in conflict. These neutral regions cannot be considered empires; they are more like small states. Most of them exist as vassals of empires.

For example, the Bracada Empire rarely clashes with the outside world. Although its territory is vast, its population is small. Their castles are built atop peaks thousands of meters high, below which lie the areas of dwarves, goblins, and other humans. They do not belong to any nation, but are protected by them.

Recently, conflict seems to have arisen in the region behind the orcs' endless forest... The orcs of the swamp and grassland regions seem to be constantly fighting each other...

Enroth Academy does not participate in wars between nations, but in every war, many of the generals on the battlefield come from the academy... so its importance is evident.

The academy's dean is a renowned sage of the Golden Continent, and his disciples are scattered throughout the entire continent, but... I personally dislike war and never participate in it. I even dislike students who aim for the battlefield. Vice Dean Sena is very mysterious and rarely shows his face. However, the Dean has said more than once that when Sena is serious, he is several times stronger than himself. But he knows very well that he might be... dozens of times stronger?

However, their relationship has always been very good. He has known Sena since the Dean was a child. However, decades have passed, and Sena's appearance is no different from now. In the Dean's words, when he first met him, he felt that as long as Sena wore a red hat, he would look like Santa Claus delivering presents to him... "I'm sorry to bother you, Lord Sena. But you said that if I encounter difficulties, I can come to the academy to find you! I have been at the academy for several months, but I have not seen Lord Sena." "It was a woman's voice, but even as he got closer, Sena didn't recognize her, only feeling a sense of familiarity. This must be the Adela she mentioned earlier?

He vaguely remembered her; it seemed like a year ago, when he was working in the orc territory, he'd seen her. He found it strange that a human girl got along so well with those lizardmen. Although there were a few human wizards there, none of them lived there permanently. Who would want to live in a swamp?

A certain wicked necromancer had gone there, and because that person was so powerful, even after being wanted for a long time, they hadn't been caught. Even so, Sena hadn't bothered with such matters before, only intervening at the request of his old friend, the Dean.

Even so, the person had hidden himself very well, and ultimately it was Adela..." It was only after Dela lured him out that she managed to defeat him… At that time, that necromancer had already assembled a sizable undead army. If he had been allowed to continue developing in the desolate swamp, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Again, although Sena was too lazy to deal with these matters, he seemed to owe her a small favor. At least defeating that necromancer made this mysterious vice-principal famous, and many things went much more smoothly. For example, his only interest, alchemy, made it easy for him to obtain materials. As someone said, those who truly know how to slack off will definitely put in the effort when it's necessary.

Dean Steve, seeing Sena lost in thought, finally spoke. “There's still quite a bit of time before the academy's opening ceremony; I suppose that's enough time for you to talk. I'll go prepare now.

” Adela spoke only after Dean Steve left, “Lord Sena, I want to learn magic from you. The instructors in the academy all say there's not much left to teach me! That's why I asked the dean to let me see you.” Adela seemed a little anxious?

Sena glanced at Adela lazily, and of course refused. "Although you are arguably an old acquaintance of mine, I never take on disciples, and if everyone came to me like this, I... would be quite troubled."

"I... I'm willing to give everything!" Adela seemed to have made up her mind and knelt before Sena! This surprised Sena somewhat.

Because, in his memory, he had a good impression of the woman before him. Well, back then she was probably still a girl, since her breasts were small. He only just realized how big they were now? He could see them clearly from top to bottom. However, Adela didn't seem to mind Sena's gaze at all? She even kowtowed.

"What is your purpose? Simply to learn magic and become stronger? You seem quite anxious." "Senna sensed things weren't so simple. If it were, Steve wouldn't have brought her along.

'Before the New Year, my hometown was invaded by the undead. Although I contacted the local and surrounding lords, they were all unwilling to help me. The undead attacks were intermittent; even sending troops couldn't effectively suppress them. Moreover, although the scale wasn't large, each attack killed local residents but didn't stay long, so even a powerful figure like you wouldn't be able to wipe them out again. I had to help them myself.' Adela's eyes welled with tears as she spoke, her pitiful appearance heartbreaking.

'...No, I don't have that much time to come and teach you. The things you described keep happening. Am I supposed to solve every single one? I'm not a champion of justice. I have urgent business this afternoon. You should leave.' Sena coldly refused."

According to his habits, if it weren't for Steve's introduction, he probably wouldn't even bother to say a word. But to be honest, he still felt a little reluctant.

The old man turned and left. Adela wanted to follow, but found that the door seemed to be protected by a barrier, so she could only stay there helplessly...

"Nila, where's my breakfast! Why isn't it ready yet?" Sena was a little annoyed. It wasn't ready yet?

"Coming soon, my lord." The woman who woke the old man seemed to be busy. "I saw what happened outside! Why didn't you help her?" It seems that's why the breakfast wasn't ready yet.

At Sena's level, as long as there was no fighting or other things that consumed his energy, he didn't need to eat. However, this was completely different from enjoying delicious food. Moreover, eating dessert after waking up was his long-standing hobby and habit.

"Huh? When did you start meddling in my affairs?" He opened his mouth and ate the food that Nila offered him. He mumbled. "Well, just like that guy? Helping him ended up in bed? Speaking of which, I'm going to see him this afternoon. I doubt he'd even take on this kind of trouble."

"That woman seemed to kneel outside for several minutes, and she looked distressed, but then she suddenly made up her mind to leave. Not only that, it seems she even packed her bags and left the academy." Nira said slowly, casually offering the old man another spoonful of dessert. "She lives quite close to here, so it seems she's been waiting for you. And I heard she studies magic very hard, and several times she's been so intense during her spell practice that she's exhausted her magic power and been discovered in her meditation spot."

"Huh? How do you know so much?" Sena asked curiously.

"Because it's close by, probably by chance. Besides, didn't the master used to be interested in the most outstanding female students? Or perhaps sexually?" ...This damn doll is so smart? Did I underestimate the design Magnus gave me? Or is Magnus also this kind of person? Did that old bone specifically design this function? Wow, this is far more than simply infusing a soul into a living being to humanize it.

During the subsequent opening ceremony, Sena, as always, seemed to be sleepwalking in the main audience. Dean Steve knew perfectly well that his mere presence was already a great favor, and the faculty members below had heard of the vice-dean's reputation; even though he was dozing off in the main audience, practically drooling, no one dared to utter a sound.

The thousands of students further away were even less visible due to the distance and altitude difference… No one disturbed Sena's sleepwalking until the opening ceremony ended. It was Steve who woke him up afterward. “Hey! Wake up! Didn’t you say you had something to do this afternoon? By the way, it seems you refused Adela’s request?”

“…I hate these kinds of troublesome things, don’t you know that? It’s not a big deal. Did that woman make some kind of deal with you to agree to help him?”

“Huh? If only that were the case. But her magical talent is truly outstanding. In just a few months, she’s already comparable to the academy’s instructors. To be honest, her learning ability might not be inferior to mine. She’s already left the academy. Her hometown isn’t far from here as the crow flies; it’s in the surrounding villages of that incident. However, due to the mountainous and swampy terrain, it will probably take her several days to get back.” Steve knew that saying anything more would only annoy Sena.

--------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Two: The Meeting Back at their residence, Nira seemed to have been waiting for a long time. "Master, the teleportation array is ready. The destination hasn't changed; it's still the border of the Tianyu Empire, the place where you gathered last time, right?" Seeing that Sena seemed to be thinking about something, Nira made a point of confirming just in case, because she knew that her master was actually thinking about things even when she was dozing off or daydreaming.

Sena walked into the teleportation array without saying a word, seemingly not hearing what she said because he was lost in thought. As the five-pointed star array beneath his feet emitted a dazzling light, his figure gradually disappeared.

---------------------------------------------------------- "Hmm! ? It seems... we've got the wrong place? What did Nira just say?" "Senna didn't recover from his daze until the light from the teleportation array completely disappeared. Because of the distance, it took several minutes.

" No, we haven't gotten the wrong place at all; you've just been daydreaming and have been suspended in mid-air for quite some time. A familiar voice rang out, and Sena realized he was in mid-air, with a large crowd already gathered below. This was a sparsely populated border area; it would have taken a considerable amount of time for such a large crowd to gather… If it weren't for his Enros Academy dean's robes, which clearly indicated his high status just by his attire and the decorations on his cuffs, the onlookers would probably have thought he was there to cause trouble.

"Damn it! Houston! Why didn't you call me sooner?" "Cena glanced at the speaker, who was also their target. His eyes were piercing, his faint smile conveying an air of authority and dominance, making him seem unapproachable.

Unlike Cena, this man's hair and beard weren't white. Although he didn't look old, his voice suggested he was much older. In fact, he had known Cena for centuries.

For someone of this caliber, age was perhaps unpredictable, or perhaps they had even forgotten it themselves? As Cena had told Steve, '

The ocean of knowledge is boundless; by the time I realized it, I had already transcended the cycle of time.

' 'Same as always. I contacted you specifically because someone extraordinary has appeared.' Houston went straight to the point, and Cena sat opposite him.

They were the only two people on the second floor, and those downstairs seemed completely invisible to them. It seemed Houston had set up some kind of barrier between the two floors.

'Is it that guy? The one named Alcantara?'" “There aren’t many people whose names Sena can remember, and the fact that he remembered them so quickly proves his extraordinary talent.

” He still refuses to join us, but he promised me that he would be willing to fight in most situations, except for civil wars between nations… This time it’s not him, it’s an orc. You might not care much if I say this, but let me put it this way: if he seriously cultivates to our level, he might be stronger than me in some areas. Although I haven’t actually met him, Alcanid seems to have had some interaction with him. "Houston mentioned two people. Sena seems to know the first one, while the second is a newcomer?

"...Oh, there aren't many people who would elicit such a high opinion from you. Give me his information; perhaps I've seen him before." Sena became unusually serious.

A half-orc, his soul power is unknown, only known to be strength-based, as he himself hasn't fully mastered it. His mental strength is extremely strong, yet he can't use magic at all. Don't ask for his name; he doesn't even seem to have one... Such a character? Sena was shocked.

"Well, I also have someone worth noting, but mainly because he's a once-in-a-century individual with a peculiar connection to dragons... what was his name again... ah, I forgot. Anyway... the Ottoman Empire and the Iron Fist Empire seem to have reconciled recently, ceasing their constant border skirmishes. The Iron Fist Empire's Wu De married an Ottoman princess. Well, this old guy married the daughter of his arch-enemy, whom he'd fought for decades; it must be due to opposition to the appeasement policy of marriage alliances within his own country," Sena said.

"Oh? You actually care about this kind of thing? That's not like you at all." But that happened many years ago. It's not news. "The meeting between the two seemed like a casual chat between two friends, but the content concerned the future of the entire continent?"

"Humans are a species that cannot survive without conflict. Short-term peace is only temporary; any minor conflict can easily escalate into another war. This is the so-called cycle of chaos and order, one we should have witnessed many times. However, the person who caught my attention was Wu De's son… I think his name was… Wu Ming? So, he's just a kid in his early teens? [A few years is recent, and this old man is actually quite…]

Suddenly, a strange sound came from Houston's body. Houston pulled out something resembling a piece of white paper hidden in his pocket. It seemed like someone had sent a signal or message. Sena also saw the message. '

Something terrible has happened! Please come back and help me!'

The person who could send Houston a message in this way must have a special relationship with him. However, judging from the tone, it seems to be a woman?

No wonder, unlike himself, Houston's romantic entanglements spanned the globe, but it seemed that not many women actually clung to him."

"Oh dear, it seems you have to leave. Actually, I also have some urgent matters to attend to. Anyway, we'll meet with that Akand in a few months, see you then?" Sena seemed to have matters to attend to as well. They had an agreement not to pry into each other's private affairs.

At this moment, inside the Tianyu Empire's palace, the morning court session usually ended, but this time it continued into the afternoon.

Looking at the assembled ministers and nobles, the Queen knew this matter was far from simple. She vaguely sensed that this coup, the talk of returning power to the late king's son, was merely a pretext; they wanted an excuse to eliminate her. Since her husband's sudden death, she had ruled, and the young prince was his flesh and blood; otherwise, she wouldn't have become queen. But her son was still young, and when had her son, with whom she spent every day, ever entertained such thoughts? This was likely the work of the Ottoman Empire and the Iron Fist Empire. The two countries had been at war, but recently suddenly formed an alliance, seemingly intending to annex the Tianyu Empire, or rather, turn it into an ordinary country, a vassal state.

She was, after all, a woman. Although she possessed considerable political acumen and had many supporters, the situation on the Golden Continent had changed too drastically. If she dared not easily provoke Bradaka, it seemed quite normal that the Tianyu Empire was the next target. But when, or rather, how, did she manage

to so quickly turn so many nobles who had originally supported her against her?

Chapter 3. Intervention

At this moment, a series of commotions suddenly arose outside the hall. At first, no one paid attention, but gradually, everyone seemed to sense that something was amiss, and even the hall suddenly fell silent. The reason for the silence was the faint sound of clashing weapons; the sound of metal was always particularly easy to distinguish.

Queen Fent finally realized that what was bound to happen had finally arrived—they were actually preparing a coup? Strange sounds came from behind her. Someone was there? Turning slightly, she saw her daughter, Catherine, hiding behind her. Had something happened there too? They acted so quickly!

"It seems that some cowards have finally launched their long-planned grand scheme?" Queen Fent feigned composure. Daring to openly stage a coup, the city guards must have clashed with them.

"I'll go outside and see what's going on." The general commanding the city guards stood up and walked outside. He didn't seem to be a conspirator.

He joined the ranks and strode towards the palace gate, but after only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, his body swaying as if his legs were weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Could it be poison in the air?" Many people struggled to prop themselves up on the tables beside them, seemingly unable to maintain their posture. It seemed he wasn't the only one? But not everyone...

"Don't worry, it's not a deadly poison, just something like an anesthetic. Otherwise, no one would have noticed. You just can't move for a short time, or you'll faint. Of course, you'll recover after a while." The speaker was Earl Andresen, who was seated at the lower left. And the others who weren't affected were probably his conspirators?

Queen Fente felt nothing amiss while sitting, but when she tried to stand up, she found herself indeed weak all over. To be able to deliberately poison someone in the palace without anyone noticing was no easy feat. But perhaps it was precisely because the poison was weak that it was so easy to succeed.

"Why, even you betrayed me?" Queen Fent glanced at the people in the hall. It seemed half were unaffected. Calmly analyzing the situation, Queen Fent grew increasingly frightened. Those unaffected must have used an antidote beforehand, meaning at least half were on her side?

"I only want to reclaim what is rightfully mine," Andresen said slowly, staring at Queen Fent. "My daughter married the late king, but you killed her. Perhaps he should have inherited the throne, not your son. But it doesn't matter. The late king has designated a crown prince, but it should never be you ruling!" "Is that so? So you're plotting a rebellion? After I step down, who the crown prince is won't matter...right, Count? But I've never mistreated you. Perhaps you're being manipulated?" Queen Fent understood Andresen. Although he was ambitious, he lacked the ability to orchestrate the entire plan.

"Of course, it wasn't my personal plan, but it's no longer your concern!" Andresen seemed confident. The Imperial Guard outside seemed to have been suppressed. Under these circumstances, even if the other half of the nobles or ministers who supported him were willing, they were powerless.

"Hmph! You think I didn't notice anything at all!?" With Queen Fent's words, a hunched figure rushed towards Andresen, his movements as fast as lightning, reaching him in an instant, his icy aura like that of a demon from hell! However, Andresen was not afraid, because he had a backup plan. Before anyone could react, a warm and peaceful aura appeared from the other side, dispelling the chilling atmosphere. The two auras clashed, and everyone quickly moved aside.

The hunched old man was a retainer who served the late king and was responsible for protecting Queen Fent after the king's death. This showed two things: first, the late king supported Queen Fent's rule; second, Queen Fent had also keenly sensed Andresen's rebellious actions.

However, although the two fought to a draw in the first round, the extra figure in the hall terrified Queen Fent: the renowned sage of the continent, Arnold! A master of multiple magical arts, he was one of the most outstanding disciples of the Dean of Enros Academy, and after graduation, he pledged allegiance to the Iron Fist Empire.

"No wonder you dared to stage a coup today; you had accomplices." Queen Fent wasn't afraid of just one sage, but of the attitude he represented on behalf of the Iron Fist Empire. "If there are others, let them come out!" Queen Fent knew that even if this revered elder was powerful, he probably couldn't protect her, because she vaguely sensed the presence of Ottomans. She smelled the aura of barbarians; they hadn't emitted it earlier because they were concealed, but now even she sensed something was wrong. A robust young man in blue robes with black hair slowly emerged from the crowd. "I advise Your Majesty to give up; there are more than just the two of us." The young man was none other than Ellida, a general of the Ottoman Empire, known as the Iron-Blooded General. Rumor has it that no matter how severe his injuries, he heals quickly, having already comprehended the power of the divine soul! He was originally fighting the Iron Fist Empire on the border, but unexpectedly, he has time to appear here now! This proves that the two countries have reached some kind of tacit understanding!

"Hahaha! Her Majesty the Queen is a woman, don't scare her!" This time, the source of the voice was above; it turns out there was someone lurking on the roof! However, Queen Fent knew who he was! Because he was from the Tianyu Empire, Andresen's trump card. It seems that Katherine ran here earlier because he had taken control of the palace beforehand? Her back had also fallen into enemy hands? Presumably, the two princes were also…

Moreover, Queen Fent vaguely sensed that this wasn't the entire enemy force, but just these three people on the surface were enough to wipe out an army of tens of thousands!

…Queen Fent was extremely anxious, but definitely not desperate. The protector responsible for her stood in front of the Queen. Clearly, there was no chance of victory against the three; the current plan was for Queen Fent to retreat.

"You...protect my daughter Catherine and get her out of here. If you do, they won't kill me for now. Buy time, there's still hope," Queen Fent said hastily.

"You damned rebels! You actually surrendered to the enemy?!" The general who commanded the city guards struggled to his feet, wanting to go out and command them, only to find the outside swarming with rebels!? No wonder, to poison the palace, they must have already... But he would never surrender!

Enough! With a wave of her hand, Elida sent the general flying into a pillar inside the palace, blood gushing forth, yet he still struggled to get up!

"Enough! Don't kill innocent people!" Queen Fent was in despair, for she had sent the message more than ten minutes ago. He had been in the capital not long ago; if that person had wanted to come, he would have arrived long ago!

"Arrest them all!" Andresen was naturally referring to those who refused to submit to him. At this moment, the rebel army outside had poured into the hall, seemingly awaiting Andresen's orders. The city guards outside had suffered heavy casualties; perhaps the survivors

had also surrendered? Andresen understood immediately, clearly issuing an order! Ainold formed a hand seal, preparing to cast a spell. The old priest knew that if he used a spell outside the area of effect in this place, the queen's life would be in grave danger. With a whoosh, he flew out. Who would have thought that someone who seemed hunchbacked could be so fast? Elida, standing nearby, wouldn't let him have his way. Seeing that Ainold was about to enter the old priest's attack range, she stood alone in front of him. The two had fought on the battlefield before, and it was indeed a bit strange for them to be shielding the "enemy" from an attack. Therefore, their coordination was not very good.

Unable to dodge or defend, Elida could only rely on her body to meet the attack head-on! Their energies clashed... It seemed that Elida was at a disadvantage due to her lack of countermeasures, yet she had effectively blocked the attack for Arnold.

Several white beams of light shot directly towards Queen Fent, and at the same time, the roof shattered with a loud boom. Another figure attacked Queen Fent from above. The old priest's clone was powerless and unable to retreat to defend. The opponent's intention was clear: capturing the queen alive was the top priority!

In the brief exchange between the four, the rest of the prince seemed to be isolated by an invisible barrier, creating an open space. The sheer force of their energy was enough to prevent ordinary people from approaching, and it seemed the queen was about to fall into enemy hands. Suddenly

, a figure appeared in front of the queen without warning. With a casual wave of his hand, the arrow of light aimed at the queen immediately changed direction and flew away. At the same time, the person who had tried to capture the queen from above was forced to retreat to the front of the palace. His battle-hardened instincts told him that the person in front of him was dangerous, and continuing the attack would surely lead to death.

"What's going on! Haworth! Why didn't you capture the queen!" "Anderson, seeing his plan about to succeed, was somewhat exasperated. He was just one step away from capturing the Queen and handing her over to the Iron Fist Empire. According to the agreement, he would then be in charge of the country!

Haworth was sweating profusely! He had just exchanged a glance with that figure! In that instant, it felt as if he had been plunged into the abyss of hell, a terror that even an endless, thousand-year-old ice cellar couldn't describe. He had never seen anyone like this before. Even the strongest he had ever seen, the beastman king, or the great sage who could destroy the world with a wave of his hand, were not on the same level as this person before him."

Unlike Ellida and Ainold, he was a native of this country. He had vaguely heard a rumor that the Tianyu Empire had a Grand Preceptor who, despite being granted the position, had never appeared in public, and the position remained unfilled. However, this Grand Preceptor had appeared since the time of the late king and should have passed away long ago. Although he had been knocked back and landed below the palace, and could not be seen clearly due to the height, he could roughly sense in a moment that the Grand Preceptor did not appear to be an old man in his twilight years, but rather full of vigor, with a wave of his hand possessing the power to swallow mountains and rivers! "

Your struggle has nothing to do with me. Even if there was a coup, I originally did not intend to intervene. However, if you dare to lay a hand on my woman, you must be prepared to face the consequences." "Those words, spoken softly and without a trace of emotion, caused a tremendous uproar like a massive meteorite falling into the sea.

Though the voice was soft, it was as clear as if it had been imprinted on the heart, heard by everyone around. Not to mention ordinary people, even the three seasoned experts were overwhelmed by its aura, their legs feeling like lead, unable to maintain their balance. The surrounding nobles and ministers could no longer stand, and some even knelt on the ground!

"Lord Houston, your subordinate is incompetent." The old elder seemed to have seen Houston before, rising to pay his respects while completely disregarding everyone else. Only he knew how powerful this man was; the moment he appeared, the Queen might already be safe.

Elida and Arnold felt the pressure vanish instantly after he spoke, naturally assuming he had used all his power in his aura to achieve that effect—perhaps it was some kind of spiritual energy?

However, seeing Haworth's terrified state, they dared not act rashly. They hadn't even seen how the man had appeared. They secretly mocked him; a battlefield general trembling with fear.

Only now did they see the newcomer clearly: a robust, powerful physique. If it weren't for the sorcerer's robes and the absence of any scars, unlike a warrior, they would have mistaken him for a martial artist. His age was impossible to determine from appearance alone, but strangely, why was there no information on such a powerful person? After all, he wasn't an assassin. How could someone so powerful appear out of nowhere without warning?

"I don't want to kill anyone, get lost. People from other countries, you don't need to worry about things within Tianyu Kingdom. If you still want to cause trouble here, then I'll be your opponent." His arrogant tone and confident demeanor showed he didn't take anyone else seriously.

But strangely, this person had never been seen before, neither in the recent war, nor in other important matters, nor even when important cities of Tianyu Kingdom were almost captured by the beastmen.

"If you leave like this, I won't be able to explain myself. I'm ordered to take Queen Fent away," Elida said, clearly reminding Arnold to join forces against the enemy. Yes, no matter how strong he was, there were so many people here, and the area outside the palace was completely under control!

The two prepared to join forces to probe the truth. "Hmph!" Houston scoffed, making no move whatsoever, seemingly disregarding them entirely! Ellida charged forward first! Drawing her previously concealed longsword, she unleashed a crescent-shaped slash, then closed in! The hard metal and mud-stone floor of the hall was easily torn apart! The power was evident! Arnold formed a magic circle with his hands; he dared not hold back now, unleashing the mid-level spell Flame Strike from another direction towards Houston.

However, neither the spell nor the slash, nor even Ellida's subsequent advance, were blocked within a meter of their target; a barrier completely blocked all attacks. Although this wasn't their full-force attack, it was at least eighty percent of their power. Even a single... Not even a ripple appeared?

And this was clearly a shield created by magic, but why was it cast instantly without any incantation or preparation time?

Houston, naturally, wouldn't remain indifferent to their offense!

Elida felt like prey, the mere presence of Houston's aura locking onto him making it hard to breathe! He instinctively sensed the deadly threat and tried to retreat, but it was too late. He hadn't even seen his opponent's movements; a figure flashed, and his chest felt like it had been pierced by an unbreakable fist. He was sent flying, blood gushing from his mouth, flying dozens of meters outside the hall, unconscious.

"He's not dead? That's strange. I clearly used a lethal attack." Houston didn't intend to continue attacking Elida. In his view, finishing off someone he intended to kill wasn't his style.

"Fire spells, if you abandon infusing spiritual power as soon as the spell is formed, the spell is lifeless! It should be like this." With the same fiery strike, a long serpent of fire locked onto Arnold, who hurriedly cast an ice shield to resist! But the seemingly thick ice shield was easily penetrated by the seemingly ordinary fire spell, without even forming a barrier.

The instant the flames touched Arnold, his entire body was engulfed in flames! The flames consumed his body, and in just one second, Arnold turned to ashes! No, not even ashes. Not only that, his painfully burning body touched the general commanding the city guards, and he too was ignited, instantly turning both of them to ashes!

But those very close to him only felt a slight heat? The control of the spell's power was almost divinely precise. "What I hate most is the blood splattered by trash!" Perhaps Eric was lucky; he only coughed up blood after flying outside the palace, otherwise, it seemed the outcome would have been the same?

Fire magic? No, this was simply destructive power! But it was clearly just an advanced version of Fireball, Flame Strike! ?

In the blink of an eye, two great masters were instantly killed. Andresen felt like he was dreaming! But the others also gave up the idea of continuing the fight. Even though Andresen knew there were other hidden masters who hadn't appeared yet, he knew very well that they were far too weak. Even if everyone rushed at him, they would definitely not be a match for this person.

"Take him down!" Queen Fent ordered! Although she saw that the general loyal to her was also easily killed by Houston, she dared not say anything. [According to her understanding, Houston actually knew that the person was loyal to him, but still...] Those who were originally

neutral or wavering, or had already betrayed the regime, now clearly understood how to save their lives. Andresen didn't resist; in his view, success was in the hands of fate. His plan wasn't wrong; the mistake lay in the unexpectedly powerful Houston! He finally understood why the Tianyu Empire, despite its weak military and primarily commercial nature, could become an empire, not just an ordinary small country… However, he still couldn't understand why, when the former king was murdered, this powerful, godlike figure hadn't appeared during the internal strife.

Only the absolute strong are the ones everyone willingly submits to; this truth of the world has never changed.

The highly turbulent coup was unexpectedly resolved smoothly. And Houston quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Chapter Four: The Price

is Night. Having experienced the daytime coup, Katherine couldn't sleep a wink. From the initial intense tension to witnessing her mother, Queen Fent, with that man's support, instantly reverse the entire situation, Houston's image in her heart became almost godlike. Although young, it seemed she had seen him before. At least, she had a vague sense of familiarity when Houston appeared. And now, perhaps it had turned into longing? Her chambers

weren't far from Queen Fent's main chambers. On the contrary, the residences of the Queen's two young princes were opposite. Although Queen Fent had ordered no one to go there today, she vaguely knew he must be there. Because… the main chambers were spacious and quiet, dimly lit, with a few flickering blue flames, and not a sound was uttered—eerily silent! But Katherine, as if possessed, decided to continue walking in. Clearing her mind and eliminating distractions, she tiptoed, finally seeing the scene she longed to see.

Before a man, a woman draped in a thin veil knelt on the ground. She had long, jet-black hair and delicate, snow-white skin. Although her face was obscured, she knew it was her mother! The kneeling posture perfectly accentuated the queen's curves. "Plop, plop," she heard her mother's head bobbing, diligently sucking and blowing on the man's thick, long penis.

Houston, with his eyes closed, enjoyed the sensation, his large, seemingly aged hands gently stroking the woman's head as if petting a cute pet. Suddenly, Houston opened his eyes, staring directly behind the queen. He had apparently discovered Catherine, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

"You let Eric go to warn the Ottoman Empire? Then why did you kill the one from the Iron Fist Empire?" Seeing Houston release his hands, the queen knew her first phase of service was over. However, Houston was no ordinary man; he couldn't be satisfied so easily.

“Not entirely. The Iron Fist Empire has been active recently, which we've noticed. The Ottoman Empire played a subordinate role in this incident, so this action can also be considered a warning. Moreover, that Eric is young, yet he has already comprehended the power of the soul. Although his strength is similar to that brat sage I killed, their futures are vastly different. Therefore, we gave him a chance to live. More importantly, only the words of the living and those who have experienced it can serve as the greatest warning to the Ottoman Empire!” Houston rarely spoke his mind.

“I was mistaken! Lord Houston!” The Queen felt flattered after hearing this; he had never shared his thoughts with her before.

“Do you know why I favor you? Because you are the kind of intelligent woman I like. However, don't think I will get involved in the struggles between your nations. This is just an exception! Understand?” Houston made his intentions clear; he was only there to help her and had no intention of further involvement.

Suddenly, a vast surge of spiritual energy erupted like a mountain and a sea, the void trembled, and Queen Fent was forced onto the bed by Houston's aura!

Queen Fent's hair was tousled by the wind, and a hand suddenly landed on her delicate, snow-white neck. Houston's bright eyes looked over! Meeting Queen Fent's gaze, he said, "You'd better please this old man as compensation. Today's events have gotten me into a little trouble!" Queen Fent was forced onto the bed, her white, plump buttocks arching self-consciously, generously presenting the most beautiful part of her legs—the intricate texture—to the man before her. She assumed this humiliating posture, her icy blue eyes narrowing!

Seeing this alluring posture, Houston chuckled, walked to the bedside, and silently removed his robe.

Unlike most elderly men whose desire for women would fade, Houston, nearing a thousand years old, still possessed a strong desire for women. His body was robust and strong, his tall frame comparable to that of a barbarian, showing no signs of age! A large, dark penis, erect like an angry dragon after Queen Fent's mouth had just served it, exuded a strong masculine scent. Queen Fent accidentally caught a whiff, her face slightly flushed.

She was actually looking forward to his so-called compensation, but did he already know about her little thoughts?

"Get ready, I'm going to fuck you!" He kissed Queen Fent's cheek and ear lightly, his hands climbing up her snowy buttocks, and without hesitation, he straddled the beauty! His palms traced her long, beautiful legs, and he thrust forward powerfully, holding her buttocks! The beauty beneath him let out a soft moan!

"Hmm!? Your Majesty, have you not been fucked by a man for years? Still so tight? How does the feeling of being favored by me compare to your deceased husband!" Houston felt a sense of surprise.

"A woman who has been fucked by you, how could she think of other men? Lord Houston's abilities are far beyond what my mortal husband could match." The Queen's answer was almost spontaneous, which pleased Houston greatly.

Although Sena had said she was perverted, even finding it normal for her woman to be manipulated by other men, Houston actually didn't like the feeling of being cuckolded.

It was just an excuse for his irresponsibility towards women who had taken advantage of him.

With a slight smile, Houston's thick, hard penis slid down her shapely buttocks again! Houston immediately felt as if he had entered a delicate, moist, warm honey hole. The sensation of his penis being tightly enveloped from all sides was something he never tired of. He doubted that being manipulated by men regularly would feel this way. A sense of satisfaction arose within Houston towards the woman beneath him.

The sounds of "slapping" and "crackling" accompanied by the woman's soft moans filled Houston with the same pleasure and sense of conquest as any ordinary man. Watching the usually aloof queen, so composed even in

the face of a coup, being fucked by him until she moaned uncontrollably, Houston felt a surge of pleasure and conquest. On the spacious bed, the sounds of flesh colliding couldn't penetrate the soundproof barrier, but the love juices splattering during their union were clearly visible to Katherine, who was peeking from outside.

Still in the early stages of understanding, she only knew that her mother was being pleasured by Houston, whom she revered like a god.

For over half an hour, the crisp sounds of flesh colliding never ceased! After enjoying Queen Fent's honeyed orifice, Houston immediately thrust his penis into her rear!

Queen Fent's entire body surrendered, from her vagina and anus to her lips and legs. Everywhere bore the marks of this man!

As the night deepened, Houston, still unsatisfied, thrust into Queen Fent's most cherished flower abode a hundred times, each thrust plunging deep enough to make the Queen's cry of pain almost hoarse, trembling as she completed the final trace of conquest! His dragon root withdrew, thick white fluid flowing out in quick succession. It didn't soften at all, but he had finally thoroughly enjoyed Queen Fent's body.

Queen Fent felt like a small boat being swallowed by a vast ocean, a feeling vastly different from the previous king's penetration, and far more thorough than the time Houston had casually taken her! Finally, Queen Fent fainted amidst several peak orgasms.

"Hmph! Human women are truly useless." He had originally planned to wait for the Queen to clean his penis, only to find her unconscious!

At this moment, Houston, still caught up in his passion, finally had a moment to observe the spectator who had been watching outside for so long!

Catherine, noticing something amiss, nervously turned and ran! Houston hesitated for a moment, then dressed himself.

Katherine ran frantically to the palace gates, but she couldn't keep up with Houston's lightning-fast arrival. "Hey, little girl! Were you peeking?!" Katherine was so startled she fell to the ground. "No, no, I was just passing by. I didn't see anything between you and Mother!"

"...Is that so? That's good. You're too young to concern yourself with adult matters, understand?" Houston's penchant for women didn't seem to extend much interest to a little girl who was too young to understand. Otherwise, someone else wouldn't have tolerated his pent-up desires.

Houston wanted to leave, knowing he had important business the next day.

Finally, Katherine, finding courage from somewhere, asked, "How old do you have to be to do that kind of thing with Mother?"

"...At least until you're an adult. And, when your breasts are this big, you know?" Houston answered the innocent girl's question seriously, even gesturing with his hand.

"Will you come back here?!" Katherine asked. She knew that the man her mother had seen in the secret chamber years ago must be him. But no matter how hard her mother searched, there had been no news of him in all these years.

"Maybe yes, maybe... never." Houston's figure disappeared into the sky, but Katherine remembered his fading voice.

---------------------------------------------------------------- At this moment, in a secret chamber within Enlos Academy!

On a huge mirror image, Sena stood in mid-air. "What a nuisance. Even after adjusting the angle like this, I still can't see clearly!" A high-level mirror spell combined with a long-distance teleportation array across time and space was actually used by Sena to spy?

And the image on the mirror was Adela's figure leaving Enlos Academy.

"If you want to see that place, the angle should be set here. See, this way you can see her exposed breasts from above."

"Ha, it really is, hehe! Ah? Wait, how did you get here!" Sena turned his head and found Nira behind him! Completely unaware! This was a secret chamber, with barriers set up; ordinary people could never enter.

“Are you stupid? My master, I know the passwords to all your frequently used residences, the secret rooms within them, the daily storage, the locations of hidden treasures, and even the placement of alchemical equipment. You set all of this yourself!” Nira said indifferently.

“…I’m asking how you got here! I didn’t give you that order!” The old man seemed angry; he’d been caught spying? Luckily, it was Nira, so it wasn’t a big deal.

“Late at night, you were making such a racket in the secret room, so I got up to check on you for your safety. Seeing that you were having some trouble, shouldn’t I have helped? I’m not some iron puppet you created, without any thoughts.” Nira explained slowly and calmly, her face expressionless. “Ah, she seems to be in a bit of danger?” Hearing this, the old man stopped dwelling on the previous question. On the screen, it was clear that Adela was already halfway home, traveling late at night, seemingly having encountered robbers!

However, the scene he had imagined did not unfold. Ice Arrow, Fireball, Chain Lightning—Adela easily annihilated dozens of bandits and continued on her way, all within a few dozen seconds.

"How strange, she's so powerful! Haha, her strength should be among the best of the younger generation on the continent. Why is she so eager to become stronger?" Sena said, filled with doubt.

"What, Master, are you interested in this woman? She said that her hometown is sometimes attacked by the undead. Even with her abilities, she can protect herself, but her hometown must still suffer heavy losses. She's been away from home for several months, so it's no wonder she's so eager to go home... This morning, I thought she would kneel at the door for a long time!"

"Hey! I say, how come you seem to know everything, even more than me!" Sena suddenly asked, quite annoyed!

"No, it's not that. My intelligence is only at the level of an average person. It's just that you're sometimes too stupid, Master! For example, regarding the spatial angle problem just now, you seem to be unable to even adjust the basic angle and direction." Nira spoke with her expressionless face.

"...Do you believe I'll dismantle you right now, break you apart!" The old man seemed genuinely angry.

"No, I don't believe it. If that were the case, what would you do for breakfast tomorrow? Can you remember all the secret room codes? I'm afraid even for a formal occasion, you'd need a long time to put on that magnificent outfit, right? And... (and so on, countless other things)... Of course, if you think creating another doll like the Iron Man has so many functions, then I cannot disobey your orders!" Nira wasn't afraid of Sena's words at all; perhaps she hadn't programmed such emotions?

"Shut up! Fine! You win! Can you please leave immediately! Disappear right now!" Sena's long beard bristled with anger, but he found himself truly helpless.

"Yes, my master! I'll go to the hall entrance immediately!" Nira's reply remained completely emotionless.

That damned bastard, the doll he created is unmodifiable! To hell with it, one day I'll create an alchemical masterpiece even more perfect than him!

[The End]

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