[Urban] Falling Flowers Like Rain (Complete) - 31-33

Volume 7, Chapter 1: A Rendezvous with Beauties.

On the afternoon of April 13th, 7992 in the Continental Calendar, I strolled lazily down the street, enjoying the abundant yet gentle spring sunshine. Two days ago, Jiawei and the others had shown me around the entire city of Aiyix, and today they began training under my guidance again. After nearly a month of training, Bifeier, Kalei, and Lamis were completely different; their strength had increased many times over.

Of course, most of the credit should go to me. If I hadn't used the "Jade Planting Technique" on them, they might not have reached their current level even after a hundred years of training. Jiawei, Suya, and Shuiling, of course, were far behind. They had only just undergone my "Jade Planting Technique" and would only catch up to Kalei and the others in a month. The girls were worried I'd get bored watching them train, so they let me out for some fresh air. I also remembered I hadn't checked out of the "Asahi Inn," so I took the opportunity of this stroll to finish the check-up.

As I walked towards the "Asahi Inn," I aimlessly browsed the shops lining the street, and before I knew it, I was almost there. Suddenly, my gaze fell upon a girl who had just emerged from a shop across the street. She was looking down at a hair clip in her hand as she walked, apparently something she had just bought. Although she was looking down and we were separated by the street, I could still clearly see her familiar face. Light blue eyes, a delicate face like a lotus blossom, skin as smooth as if carved from flawless white jade, a small, delicate nose, cherry-like lips, pearly white teeth, and long, light blue hair flowing over her white mage robe. She was none other than Jasmine, whom I had met once before. It seemed that the intimidating Cindy wasn't with her today.

Suddenly, Jasmine's delicate body trembled slightly, as if she had sensed my gaze. She suddenly looked up, and our eyes met. Her large, watery eyes made my heart flutter slightly. No wonder she was a mage who practiced magic; to be able to sense my gaze under such circumstances showed a level of mental fortitude far beyond that of ordinary people. Her face first flushed slightly, then revealed a puzzled expression as she scrutinized me repeatedly. Suddenly, her face lit up with joy, as if she had remembered something. Her face turned even redder, yet she continued to watch me intently, not wanting to miss my every move. It seemed she recognized me. I simply nodded slightly to her, and amidst her surprised and shy gaze, I slowly walked towards the entrance of the "Asahi Inn" not far ahead.

"Hey... you there... wait a minute..." Jasmine's voice called from behind. I turned around and saw Jasmine running towards me from the other side of the street. I didn't know why this pure and kind girl had called me back, especially since we had met in such an awkward situation last time. Just as I was making wild guesses, Jasmine had already run up to me. Whether it was from excitement or from running too fast, she was a little out of breath, her chest heaving, and two red clouds appeared on her face.

"Miss Jasmine, is there something you need?" Seeing Jasmine's shy expression, I had no choice but to ask her.

"Um... I didn't expect to meet you again... Brother... can you tell me my name now..." Hearing Jasmine's words, I couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Did she chase after me just to find out my name? I suppressed my doubts and replied with a smile, "Yes, I didn't expect to meet you again so soon. My name is Will Randy." "
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it's Brother Will. You've finally told me your name." Jasmine looked at me shyly, then at the inn in front of her, and said somewhat uncertainly, "Brother Will, are you staying at the 'Sunrise Inn'?"

"Yes, I am staying here. " "Jasmine looked at me with a somewhat confused, hesitant expression. I couldn't help but smile and say, 'Miss Jasmine, is there something you want to tell me? If you don't mind, could you come to my room for a while?'

'Okay...okay...I do have something I want to say to my older brother...' Jasmine seemed a little flustered under my gaze. She really is a pure young girl. To suddenly accept an invitation from a man who is practically a stranger like me must have taken a lot of courage for a girl like her. Sigh, she's too trusting. A girl like her is really worrying.

'Then please come with me, Miss Jasmine.' I turned and walked towards the Asahi Inn, turning back to check if she was following. When I saw Jasmine blushing and following behind me with her head down, I couldn't help but laugh and say, 'Miss Jasmine, why did you accept my invitation so easily? Aren't you worried that I'm a bad person?'" "

After hearing my words, Jasmine raised her flushed face and looked at me, saying, 'I trust my own eyes. Brother Will is definitely not a bad person, otherwise he wouldn't have...' She trailed off, her face turning even redder, unable to continue. My face also flushed. Of course, I knew what she meant. She wanted to say that if I were a bad person, I would have executed her and Cindy on the spot last time, instead of letting them go so easily.

'Hehe...maybe...bad people sometimes have a change of heart...' I

said, rubbing my nose sheepishly. Jasmine covered her mouth and giggled, 'Hehe...Brother Will...you can't fool Jasmine...' She seemed less shy than before, perhaps because my words had dispelled her nervousness. She no longer followed behind me like a frightened rabbit, but took a step forward and walked beside me."

“Young Master Randy, it’s been several days since I’ve seen you. And this young lady is…” As Jasmine and I entered the inn, we ran into the innkeeper, Philip. He greeted me warmly, but also noticed that Jasmine beside me wasn’t one of the women he recognized, so he asked with some curiosity.

“Oh, this Miss Jasmine is a friend I just met,” I replied, leading Jasmine inside. Suddenly, I stopped and turned to Philip, saying, “Sir, thank you so much for your kindness these past few days. However, we met a friend here who insists we stay at her house, so please help me check the accounts so we can settle the bill when we leave.”

“Ah—you’re leaving already, young master? What a pity.” "Philip looked a little disappointed when I said I was checking out. To be honest, he's a really nice person, not tainted by the shady side of a businessman, making it easy to like him. Frankly, we've been here for almost a month, and it's been incredibly comfortable. If it weren't for this new home in the Kuka Palace, I really wouldn't want to leave.

Walking into our villa, seeing the garden full of flowers and green grass, Jasmine couldn't help but exclaim, 'It's so beautiful here, Vilge, are you staying here?'

'Yes, the environment here is indeed very nice.' " "As I answered, I invited Jasmine into the hall. After I asked Jasmine to sit down, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became very strange. Jasmine simply sat in the chair opposite me, fiddling with her long, light blue hair, not uttering a word, not even daring to lift her head. She would only glance at me occasionally, then quickly lower her equally long, light blue eyelashes, her cheeks flushed and delicate, even her slender, elegant neck was red.

What attracted me most to Jasmine, besides her gentle and kind nature, was this infinitely shy girlish charm that captivated me, making me want to hold her in my arms and cherish her. In fact, Jasmine's beauty was just like her name, her pure innocence untouched by any blemish, and her kindness that loved everything, leaving no room for any impure thoughts, only the desire to protect her and prevent her from suffering any harm.

"Miss Jasmine, you are so beautiful." "Looking at the shy and lovely Jasmine, I couldn't help but blurt out my praise. The words were spoken without thinking, and I regretted them as soon as they left my mouth, but it was too late to take them back. Hearing my words, Jasmine's delicate body trembled violently, almost knocking over the water glass on the table in front of her. Her face flushed red, and she lowered her head even further, her long, beautiful eyelashes trembling incessantly, showing a mixture of shyness and joy. I could feel her heart pounding like a deer's."

"Really?" Jasmine's voice was barely audible, trembling with hesitation yet brimming with boundless joy.

"Really." Although I regretted saying those words, it was too late to take them back. How could I bear to speak against my conscience?

Jasmine took a deep breath, slowly raised her head, and looked steadily at me, her eyes filled with a sea of joy and deep affection, so resolute, though her apple-like cheeks were still flushed. It was just a simple, small gesture, but I knew how much courage it took for such a shy girl to express her joy and affection. I heard her sneer as she looked at me, calling out sweetly, "Brother Will..."

Then, without waiting for my reaction, Jasmine lowered her head and continued, "Ever since what happened last time, I've been hoping to see you again. I never thought I'd actually run into you today... That day you almost got hurt saving me, and we even misunderstood you... Actually, Sister Cindy understands that you're not that kind of person. With your abilities, if you wanted to do something... bad, she wouldn't have had a chance to resist. Although Sister Cindy didn't say it, I know she still regrets it. It's just that Sister Cindy couldn't bring herself to do it, so she did it. Brother Will, please don't blame her, okay? Sister Cindy is a good person; she was only trying to protect me..."

Jasmine paused, raising her still-blushing face, looking at me expectantly. Her hands were clasped to her chest, as if worried that I wouldn't forgive Cindy for almost hurting me. Of course, she understood that with the strength I displayed that day, it would have been incredibly easy for me to harm Cindy if I wanted to. Although I don't particularly like Cindy's behavior and don't have a good impression of her, how could I be the kind of person to hold a grudge? Besides, I've already taught her a lesson and embarrassed her greatly, so why would I still be relentless? Of course, there's also the fact that I bear a lot of responsibility for what happened that time, so I half-jokingly said to Jasmine, "How could I dare? I'll be grateful if Miss Cindy doesn't blame me anymore."

"No, no," Jasmine said anxiously, looking at my expression. "She definitely won't. Sister Cindy has already regretted it; she didn't mean it. Really, Brother Will, you have to believe me." In her anxiety, Jasmine involuntarily gripped my hand tightly, as if I might hurt Cindy at any moment.

Seeing Jasmine's anxious expression, my heart softened. I gently patted her little hand and softly comforted her, "Alright, Jasmine, don't worry. I promise you I won't hurt Cindy. I'll try my best to be accommodating to her, Miss. To be honest, if she hadn't gone too far, why would I have bothered with this noble lady?"

My words calmed Jasmine down, but a trace of worry still lingered in her eyes. After a moment of silence, Jasmine asked me softly, "Brother Will, do you hate nobles?" Taken aback by her sudden question, I blurted out, "I really don't want to associate with them. These nobles are either idle and good-for-nothing all day, or they bully commoners everywhere because of their status and power. They're truly detestable."

Hearing my answer, Jasmine's delicate body trembled slightly. Her large, light blue eyes avoided my gaze as she hesitantly asked, "Brother Will... if... I mean if... if... I were a noble... would you also... not want to... be friends with me...?"

I could clearly feel Jasmine's worry. Her slightly trembling hand gripped mine tightly, her palms damp. I had already guessed that her close relationship with Cindy meant she must also be of noble birth. Seeing Jasmine's pitiful appearance, I couldn't help but take her small hand in mine, gently lifting her chin with my right hand so that her eyes met mine. Gazing at her, I said softly, "Not all nobles are as unpleasant as I just described. There are kind and good-hearted people among the nobility. Just like you. I already guessed you were of noble birth, otherwise how could you be sisters with that pampered Miss Cindy? Jasmine, whether you are noble or commoner, it won't affect your innocence and kindness. A person's background is not important; a person's heart is the most important. Who wouldn't want to have a friend as pure and kind as you?"

Hearing my words, Jasmine's eyes shone with a captivating light, filled with joy, her whole face becoming so radiant and beautiful. Suddenly realizing our intimate posture, she blushed deeply and quickly withdrew her hand from my grasp. She took a few steps back, her face flushed, one hand covering her chest. With each rise and fall of her chest, she was incredibly alluring, yet she still managed to give me a few tender, loving glances, which captivated me. Composing herself, she looked at me and asked, "Brother Will, can I come see you again sometime?"

I knew exactly what Jasmine meant; it was a strong signal that she had developed a strong liking for me. Although her face was flushed with embarrassment, she still looked at me expectantly, awaiting my answer. It was unexpected that knowing I was willing to be her friend would actually give her courage. If I weren't about to leave, if she weren't so pure and kind, I would have answered "Of course!" But now I could only shake my head apologetically, saying, "I'm afraid not. I'm leaving in two days."

Without hesitation, Jasmine hurriedly asked, "Leaving? Where to?" I hesitated. How should I tell her? I couldn't tell her the truth, but I couldn't bear to lie to such a kind girl. What a dilemma! Just as I hesitated, Jasmine spoke again, "Brother Will, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you these questions."

Seeing Jasmine lower her head in disappointment, her eyes sparkling, I couldn't help but say, "Although I'll be leaving soon, I'll be back in no time. I won't be gone forever."

"Really?" Jasmine looked up in surprise, her sparkling eyes even more clearly visible.

I couldn't help but smile and shake my head, saying, "Of course it's true. You're so kind, how could I bear to lie to you?"

Jasmine glanced at me shyly and happily, then looked down at the tips of her shoes, saying, "Brother Will, you're leaving in two days, right? I can't stay here too long today. How about I come find you again tomorrow, and we can go out for a walk together as a farewell gift?" This was undoubtedly an invitation to a date. I never expected that she, who was so shy when we first met, would become so bold. For someone who had been with dozens of women, this was the first time I'd encountered something like this—a girl actually inviting me on a date. I knew how much courage it took for Jasmine to say such a thing. No matter what, I couldn't hurt this lovely girl's feelings, so I smiled and nodded, "Okay."

"Then it's settled, but—" Jasmine suddenly frowned and said to me, "I overheard you talking to the shopkeeper about settling the bill. So you won't be staying here tonight? Where should I find you tomorrow?"

Of course, I couldn't tell Jasmine I was going to the palace to find me, so I said, "How about this, you name a place, and we'll meet there."

"Then it's a deal." Jasmine then told me a place name that I recognized; it was just one street past the location of the "Hoffman Trading Company." After we made our appointment, Jasmine stood up and said, "Brother Will, I'm sorry, I have to take my leave. Although I have many questions I want to ask you, I don't have time today, I have to go."

"Alright then, I'll see you out. You can ask me any questions when we meet tomorrow." I smiled and stood up, saying, "I know the questions you most want to ask are: Who am I? What am I doing here? Why am I staying in such a high-class hotel? And so on. Am I right?"

Jasmine blushed and glanced at me, saying, "Brother Will, how did you know I wanted to ask those questions? I know it's not good to pry into someone's affairs, so although I really want to know the answers to these questions, I don't intend to ask you. If you're willing to tell me the answers, that would be great. Originally, what I really wanted to ask was when you would come back here."

"Oh, I see. Well, these first few questions were quite troublesome to answer. I'll tell you when I have time later. As for when I'll return here, I can't say for sure, but it won't be long." I answered her as I got up to see her out of the inn. We parted ways at the inn's entrance, and after seeing her off, I went back to the lobby to settle the bill. The total cost for our stay here was five thousand gold coins, even after Philip gave us a special discount. This wasn't unexpected; you get what you pay for, and since we were staying so comfortably, it was only fair to spend a little more.

Walking back to the palace, I thought about meeting Jasmine earlier, and I sighed inwardly. Women are truly wondrous creatures. I wonder how that guy Xiao Chuang created them. Some are stunningly beautiful, some are passionate and proactive, some are pitiful, some are pure and lovely, some are noble and elegant, and some are dashing and heroic. Different girls possess different charms. Like Jasmine from earlier, and Lianyi and Piaoxiang, whom I only met once, they gave completely different impressions, yet all were captivating.

Back at the Kuka Palace, I found the girls still diligently practicing. Seeing me, they all stopped to rest. Bingqian looked at me and asked with a smile, "Weir, is something good happening? Why are you so happy?"

Before I could answer, Yuyi in my mind chuckled, "Of course something good is happening! Isn't going on a date with a girl a good thing?" Of course, Yuyi's words were only for me; Bingqian and the others couldn't hear them. It wasn't that she couldn't let Bingqian and the others hear, but Yuyi didn't want to expose herself, so she didn't let anyone else hear her voice, otherwise she would be exposed. This little girl, she always blurts out witty remarks; if I hadn't become accustomed to her behavior, I might have been scared to death.

"Of course something good is happening! Isn't going on a date with a girl a good thing?" I didn't think much of it and simply repeated what Yuyi had told me verbatim. The women were naturally curious. Suya smiled and asked, "Oh, Will, you've only been out for a short while, and you've already hooked up with a new girl. Isn't that a bit too efficient?"

I chuckled and sang, "Wildflowers by the roadside—if we don't pick them—it's a waste not to pick them—homegrown flowers—are not as fragrant as wildflowers—"

The women were amused by my laughter. Jiawei reached out and pinched me, saying with a hint of jealousy, "Tell us clearly, what kind of wildflowers are they that can't even compare to our homegrown flowers?" Hearing Jiawei's slightly jealous words, the other women couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle. Even Shui Ling, that little girl, couldn't resist jumping into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck and saying sweetly, "Brother, you're in big trouble! Sister Jiawei is jealous!"

"Ha...ha...ha..." Hearing Shui Ling's words, the girls couldn't help but burst into laughter. Jiawei, feeling a little embarrassed, said somewhat awkwardly, "What are you laughing at? I'm not jealous at all." Hearing Jiawei's "protesting too much" words, the girls laughed even louder. Jiawei was furious, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Shui Ling sat in my lap, looking up at me with her little face, and said, "Brother, Ling'er isn't jealous. Tell Ling'er quickly, what kind of beautiful sister did you meet?"

Hearing Shui Ling's somewhat childish words, I smiled and kissed her, saying, "Ling'er is so good, she won't be jealous." Jiawei naturally knew that I was indirectly criticizing her, and gave me a disgruntled glare. I grinned and made a face at her, then looked down at Shui Ling in my arms and said, "Actually, I've told you about this person before, Ling'er. Do you remember the name Jasmine?"

"Oh, it's that Jasmine sister you can't forget, brother. How did you run into her today?" Shui Ling and Bing Qian and the others looked like they suddenly realized something, but Su Ya, Jia Wei, Wan Qing, Yun Qian, and the others looked at each other blankly. Of course, they didn't know about the time I was mistaken for a "lecher."

"Oh, so it's that Jasmine girl. She didn't mistake you for a 'lecher' anymore, did she?" Jie Lu said with a smile, her face full of mischief. She really knew how to bring up the sore spot.

"Lecher?" Su Ya and Jia Wei were even more confused, staring at me blankly. Jie Lu smiled and said to them, "Oh, I almost forgot. Su Ya, you don't know about this. Let me tell you what happened." "As she spoke, Jielu pulled Suya and Jiawei aside and whispered a bunch of things to them. She really knows how to promote me. Seeing the strange smiles on Suya and Jiawei's faces, I knew Jielu must have said something bad, and might even have exaggerated it.

Suya smiled and looked me up and down for a while, then asked, "Weir, can you tell me what that Jasmine girl looks like?"

Seeing Suya's expression, I couldn't help but feel a surge of interest, so I smiled and said, "Suya, do you know this girl named Jasmine? I'll describe her to you and see if she's the one you're thinking of." As I spoke, I described Jasmine's appearance. Judging from the expressions of Suya and Jiawei, they obviously knew this girl named Jasmine.

Shuxue grinned and leaned closer to look me over, then said with a grin, "I didn't expect you to have such good taste. You actually took a liking to Prime Minister Sironte's daughter, Miss Jasmine. She's ranked first among the 'Three Beauties of the Capital'." "

Prime Minister? One of the Three Beauties of the Capital? How come Suya is ranked after Jasmine?" Hearing Shu Xue's words, I was slightly surprised. I didn't expect Jasmine to be the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Kuka Empire. Of course, what surprised me the most was that Jasmine was ranked first among the "Three Beauties of the Capital." She and Suya were basically the same type of beauty. If we were to compare them strictly, Suya might be slightly better.

Wanqing laughed and said, "Weir, what nonsense are you talking about? Sister Suya is known as the number one beauty in the empire. How could Sister Suya be among the 'Three Beauties of the Capital'?" Then she smiled mischievously and said, "Look at you, you're almost drooling. Let me introduce the 'Three Beauties of the Capital' to you properly." Hearing the girls' snickers, I could only sigh at the profound philosophy contained in the saying "One is influenced by one's company." Wanqing had only spent a few days with Bingqian and Jielu, and she already knew how to joke with me. I was really defeated by her.

Seeing my bitter face, Wanqing continued with a grin, "You already know that the first of the 'Three Beauties of the Capital' is Jasmine Siront, the daughter of Prime Minister Siront. Second is Cindy Griner, the daughter of Marquis Griner, the Minister of Finance. You've already met her, pretty hot, right?" Damn, what a coincidence! I never imagined that the people I was peeping at while bathing would be the first two of the "Three Beauties of the Capital." What surprised me even more was that Cindy was also among the "Three Beauties of the Capital." Objectively speaking, Cindy's beauty was indeed not much less than Jasmine's, but her personality was less than flattering.

Wanqing glanced at me sideways and continued, "The last of the 'Three Beauties of the Capital' is Xue'er Faroka, the daughter of General Faroka, commander of the 'Fire Legion,' one of the Empire's four major legions." "Xue'er? I've heard that name before from Cindy and Jasmine's conversation. It seems the 'Three Beauties of the Capital' are actually close sisters. This Xue'er Faroka is likely the Xue'er Cindy was referring to."

Wanqing, of course, had no idea what I was thinking. After glancing at me, she continued, "The reason these three are called the 'Three Beauties of the Capital' is not only because they come from prestigious families and are all exceptionally beautiful, but also because they are all incredibly talented, with limitless potential. Jasmine, Silont, is a highly gifted 'Light' magician; Cindy, Griner, is a swordsman with exceptional comprehension; and Xue'er Faroka, a genius elemental magic girl. If we're just talking about looks, there are many who can rival them, but in terms of talent, it's practically impossible to find anyone who can match them." So, the "Three Beauties of the Capital" isn't just about looks; it also includes strength. No wonder.

Rouyi looked at me with a grin and said slyly, "Will, you're really lucky. You actually got to see two of the 'Three Beauties of the Capital' naked. You're quite the lucky one." Sigh, Rouyi again. It seems this "peeping incident" is destined to become one of my "Top Ten Embarrassing Moments," and they'll be talking about it for a long time to come.

Suya smiled and said, "Now that you know Jasmine's identity, can you tell us how you met Jasmine and what you did together?" I gave the women a disapproving look and then recounted how I met Jasmine at the inn entrance and what we talked about. I hadn't intended to hide anything from them.

Jiawei said in a teasing tone, "Oh, so Jasmine was the one who initiated the date. You're really charming."

"Jiawei, are you still jealous? I didn't expect you to be such a jealous person," I teased. Shuiling, seizing the opportunity, slipped out of my arms; she was quite the clever little girl. I smiled and pulled Jiawei into my embrace. Before she could protest, I lowered my head and sealed her cherry lips with a kiss. After a couple of soft moans, Jiawei responded passionately. The women all watched this erotic scene with giggles.

Late at night, I took Jiawei back to my room for some intimate moments. This was the first time we'd had a chance to be alone together, and Jiawei, surprisingly, showed a shy expression, sitting on the edge of the bed, her face flushed, without saying a word. I smiled slightly, came to her side, put my arm around her waist, and leaned close to her moist red lips, sucking on the fragrant lips she offered. My left hand slowly caressed her high, firm breasts.

Jiawei's nipples were already blooming. Although I had touched them many times before, those two delicate pink dots on her snow-white breasts still made my heart itch unbearably. My palm tried to cover the breasts that I couldn't fully grasp with one hand, kneading and pinching them incessantly. My other hand, which was encircling her slender waist, slid down her smooth back, all the way to her soft, supple, and elastic buttocks, where I gently patted them. With her eyes gleaming like silk and her brows delicately arched, Jiawei, utterly captivating and alluring, trembled slightly as she enjoyed herself. She let out a soft "Ouch," but because her lips were sealed, it sounded more like a muffled moan. She gave me a reproachful look as I ravaged her body, her charm undeniable.

I continued our passionate kiss, one finger exploring along the deep cleft of her buttocks, plunging into the slippery, moist valley. My palm covered her valley, my fingers skillfully teasing her throbbing lips, like playing a musical instrument, igniting her wild desire. Jiawei's face flushed crimson, her eyes gleaming like silk, and she involuntarily cried out. Her smooth, white skin, like jade, was tinged with a rosy blush, so alluring it seemed as if a pinch would release its moisture. Her shoulders twitched, her heart pounded, and she couldn't help but shrink her delicate body, even clamping her jade-like legs together. The wet, sticky feeling between her legs became even more pronounced with each gentle squeeze. If I hadn't held her tightly, she probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

I played with Jiawei's already extremely full breasts, now swollen and round from the milk, kneading and pinching them with all my might, changing the soft, plump breasts into various shapes. Jiawei's eyes were languid, her face flushed, and she was panting heavily. Her nipples were bright red, as if they were about to bleed. She felt waves of tingling in her breasts, which gradually spread throughout her body. She closed her pretty eyes tightly, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her cherry lips slightly parted, her breathing rapid, and her moans were like sobs: "Mmm...you bad boy...don't tease me...ah...it's so itchy...ah..."

I smiled slightly, and suddenly placed my hands under Jiawei's buttocks, hanging her jade-like legs over my shoulders, instantly revealing her honeyed vulva that gleamed with a faint glow. Just as Jiawei felt a tightness in her chest, indulging in a wonderfully intense sensation that seemed to squeeze all the air out of her body, the hard, erect penis she had been dreaming of suddenly thrust into her honeypot. Her overflowing, warm, and elastic honeypot immediately swallowed the thick, long penis, engulfing it completely. Jiawei couldn't help but moan loudly, "Ah...so full...ah...so swollen...ah...good brother...ah...ah...ah...so thick..."

I felt the waves of warm, sticky fluid constantly stimulating my penis, tightly embracing Jiawei's convulsing body, thrusting in and out of her tight, fleshy opening, gradually increasing the intensity. Jiawei seemed completely consumed by desire, her starry eyes hazy like mist, her fragrant skin flushed like fire. Her long, slender, snow-white legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, and with the support of my hands holding her waist, she arched her slender waist, allowing her honeypot to withstand each increasingly fierce and intense thrust.

"Ah...so beautiful...ah...good brother...ah...harder...ah...ah...so comfortable...ah...it's hitting...my G-spot again...ah...ah...I'm going to heaven...ah...good brother...ah...you're so amazing...ah..." Jiawei's beautiful body seemed to radiate fire as it clung tightly to me, her slender waist and round hips twisting and turning to meet my movements. Amidst the moans, Jiawei felt wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washing over her, overwhelming her time and time again.

"Ah...good brother...ah...you're killing...Jiawei...ah...ah...so amazing...ah..." Jiawei's burning honey hole had been penetrated by me countless times, her saliva flying everywhere, mixed with that wild and wonderful taste, making her blood seem to boil. Originally, her beautiful eyes were dazed, seemingly completely immersed, she swayed and slowly weakened, becoming completely under my control. Her body, drenched in a torrential downpour, now yielded to my touch, her voice weak and feeble with each climax. Yet, the same phallus that had given her countless moments of pain and pleasure seemed undeterred, thrusting even harder into her honeyed depths, its waist pounding with even greater ferocity.

"Ah...ah...ah...good brother...ah...Jiawei...ah...I'm dying again...ah...ah..." With a series of exquisite moans, Jiawei's body convulsed, her limbs clinging to me like an octopus, her honeyed depths gushing forth, the exquisite pleasure of ejaculation completely overwhelming her.

Of course, I wouldn't be satisfied so quickly; my lust hadn't subsided, how could I give up so easily? My hands gripped Jiawei's slender waist, letting her soaked hair cascade onto the bed, my thrusts unabated, causing waves of fluid to gush from her honeyed depths, seemingly without end. I thrust relentlessly into her, my mouth greedily kissing her firm, high, soft, and elastic breasts, biting her sweet, warm lips and every inch of her skin. My tongue parted her lips, swirling wildly inside her mouth, while my lower body, aroused by all this, thrust wildly.

"Ah...ah...good brother...ah...you're so strong...ah...so good...ah..." Smelling Jiawei's alluring fragrance, gazing at her exquisitely beautiful face, feeling the warm, stimulating, and incredibly pleasurable sensation within her body. Especially the involuntary throbbing from below, like a small mouth enveloping my penis, sucking it relentlessly.

Finally, after thrusting for a long time, that tingling sensation down my spine felt like an earthquake, like a raging flood. I held Jiawei tightly with all my might, my penis convulsing with boundless power. Jiawei trembled slightly at first, then her body involuntarily writhed in response to the surge, her honeyed orifice sucking at the seemingly endless warm liquid with each thrust.

Jiawei felt a warm current travel from her lower body to her chest, powerful and forceful, shooting into her body like a shooting arrow, while the thick penis swelled terribly, making her lower body feel as if it couldn't bear it. Jiawei used her last strength to let out a series of moans, her body violently writhing in response to the surge, her skin covered in a layer of glistening sweat.

"Ah—ah—" We both cried out at the same time, and I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back as a torrent of thick semen gushed out like the Yellow River bursting its banks, pouring every last drop onto Jiawei's tender flower core, scalding her so much that she cried out in pain, her legs involuntarily clamping around my waist, obediently raising her hips to receive the surging impact, once again reaching the peak of ecstasy.

After a long while, their breathing finally calmed down, their bodies still tightly intertwined after their passionate embrace. I kissed Jiawei's red lips, sighing with lingering affection, "Jiawei, I'm so sorry for leaving you all so soon."

Jiawei stroked my hair with her slender hand, softly murmuring, "It's all that priest's fault. If he hadn't been so malicious, you wouldn't have been unjustly imprisoned for so long, and we could have spent more time together. If our strength weren't so far inferior to Sister Bingqian and the others, I really wanted to go with you."

My hand gently slid across her smooth back as I softly said, "You've been by Suya's side since you were little, and she needs your help right now. You can't leave for the time being. Although some of Sister Bingqian and the others will stay here to help Suya, they aren't as familiar with the affairs of the Kuka Empire as you are, so none of you can leave Suya for the time being."

Jiawei chuckled, "What's wrong? Afraid I'll pester you to take me with you? Are you trying to lecture me?"

*Smack!* I gave Jiawei a light tap on her bottom, then laughed and scolded, "Jealous little thing, you really know how to be mischievous."

Jiawei cried out sweetly, "Good brother, I know I was wrong." I was truly impressed by her; when she was being charming, she could be deadly. She hugged me and said sweetly, "Good brother, you can rest assured, even if you have many women, Jiawei won't be jealous."

"You say you won't be jealous?" I glanced at her and teased, "Then what happened this afternoon?"

Jiawei blushed and said sweetly, "I wasn't jealous, I was just upset about what you said, 'Homegrown flowers aren't as fragrant as wild flowers,' but later I found out that this 'wild flower' was actually Jasmine, the top of the 'Three Beauties of the Capital.' Miss Xilonte, of course I'm completely convinced."

I chuckled and shook my head, saying, "Hey, you actually called Jasmine a wildflower. I wonder what she'll think when she finds out." Jiawei

giggled, "This 'wildflower' isn't my name, it's yours. Who cares what she thinks? Just call her the 'domestic flower'."

"Really? Looks like your jealousy jar is about to empty." I teased, reaching out to pinch Jiawei's full breasts. Jiawei gave a soft snort, blushing and scolding, "I already told you I wouldn't be jealous, but you still don't believe me. If you keep this up, I'm really going to get jealous."

Seeing Jiawei's feigned sullen expression, I couldn't help but tease, "You little rascal, you're really good at putting on an act. Well then, let me help you clear the air." Clear the air? — Of course, I'd clear the air from the "Immortal's Cave"; how? — Of course, with a stick; where would I get a stick? — Of course, it's that eighteen-foot spear below my lower abdomen.

"Ah...no..." Jiawei naturally understood what I meant by "giving her some air." Even if she didn't understand at first, she should understand now, because I had already started giving her air.

"Hehe...it's too late to beg for mercy now..." I chuckled and grabbed Jiawei's waist, thrusting hard.

"Mmm...hum...ah...good brother...no...mmm...hum..." Intoxicating murmurs echoed in the room again. Jiawei said no, but her legs were wrapped tightly around my waist like an octopus. Her slender waist thrust forcefully to meet my fierce thrusts. Would you say she "really didn't want it" or "pretended not to want it"?

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"Sister Jielu, do you think we should secretly follow Will later and see what they're doing?" It was Yunyi's voice. I didn't expect this little girl to have such a strong curiosity.

"That's not a good idea, Will will definitely find out." This was Suya's voice; after all, she was a queen, more composed than Yunyi and the others.

"What's wrong with going along to see? Even if Will finds out, he won't blame us." This was Ziyun's voice; she was just like a child, always eager to join in the fun.

"It's better not to. If we ruin Brother's plans, he'll definitely be unhappy." I didn't expect that Shuiling, despite her young age, was so considerate of me. She's such a thoughtful little girl; it's no wonder I dote on her so much.

"Hey, are you all really that curious?" I heard the girls chattering and arguing, and I walked out with a smile. Seeing that I was about to leave, the girls all stood up with smiles. Hearing my question, Yunyi actually nodded and said, "Yeah, I've never had a proper date with a boy before, of course I'm curious."

I didn't expect Yunyi to give such a reason, but it made sense. I smiled and said, "Since you're so curious, why don't you come with me?"

"What? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Although Yunyi was very curious, she knew what it would be like to have a 500-watt third wheel on a date, and she didn't want to be the third wheel. However, I had my reasons for asking her to come, because up to this point, Jasmine knew practically nothing about me. I didn't know how she would react if she found out I had another girl, and if she couldn't understand that, there was no need to force her into it.

"It's fine, Jasmine and I haven't reached that point yet. She doesn't even know who I am." I said with a smile, "Yunyi, if you come with me, the atmosphere will be more relaxed."

"You said it, so I'm really going." Yunyi looked at me sweetly and said, seemingly still a little unconvinced that I had really agreed to go with her.

"Of course it's true." I nodded with a smile, then looked at the girls and saw Luvia's expectant face. I was both amused and annoyed, so I beckoned to her and said, "You little rascal, you love to get involved. I'm fed up with you. Come on, but you have to hide in my arms and don't make a sound, and don't ruin my plans, understand?"

"Brother Will, you're so sweet." Luvia flew to me and gave me a loud kiss, then giggled and snuggled into my arms.

I looked at the women and said, "I don't care about you. You can come if you want, but there can't be too many of you, and you can't stick too close to me." Ignoring the laughing women, I said to Yunyi, "Yunyi, we should go."

Yunyi's pretty face couldn't hide her joy. She exclaimed sweetly, "Brother Weier, I almost forgot! I need to change my clothes before I can go out with you." She turned to change, and as she walked down the corridor, she gave me a coquettish glance and said sweetly, "Brother Weier, wait for me! I'll be right there." Honestly, it's just a short trip, why does she need to change?

Perhaps it's a difference in how men and women understand "a moment," but this so-called "moment" made me feel incredibly annoyed. The women beside me, laughing and joking, were all watching me with amusement. It seemed that, being women themselves, they already knew exactly how long Yunyi meant by "a moment." After what felt like an eternity of waiting, Yunyi finally appeared. Although the long wait had made me restless and uneasy, the moment Yunyi appeared, it seemed as if time itself had stopped flowing.

In my mind, Yunyi had always been dressed as a female swordsman. In fact, not only her, but Jiawei, Yunyi, Wanqing, and the other ten of them had always dressed as female swordsmen. Even their fiery attire, like Jiawei's when we first met, still retained the swordsman's garb, only in a more fiery way. Although they were women, they possessed strength, boldness, and resilience that rivaled any man. While they inevitably showed a girlish shyness when facing me, they were confident and assertive in front of others, generally displaying remarkable courage and strength.

But Yunyi before me completely overturned my overall impression of the ten of them. Having removed her armor and samurai attire and donned a yellow pleated long dress, Yunyi appeared exceptionally graceful and elegant, her figure slender and captivating. A cute little vest draped over her body accentuated the length of her slender legs, showcasing her youthful charm.

Looking at Yunyi's face, it was clear she had put considerable effort into her appearance. Her long hair, which had been tied back, had fallen down, cascading down her back; her temples framing her chest added a touch of liveliness to her otherwise demure demeanor. A light dusting of powder on her face couldn't conceal the healthy rosy glow of her fair skin. Her delicate lips, small nose, captivating eyes, and beautiful eyebrows radiated the unique charm of a young girl, releasing vitality and youthful energy.

I finally understood why her "moment" of changing clothes had taken so long. It wasn't just a simple change of clothes; she had meticulously dressed up, which explained the length of time. I stared blankly at Yunyi standing before me, watching her pretty face slowly blush under my gaze. A feeling of amazement spread through me. I started to understand. Yunyi's elaborate preparation might be subtly a way of competing with Jasmine. If I were to unfortunately be right, their meeting later might very well be filled with tension.

"Weir, what do you think? Pretty good, right?" Jiawei patted my shoulder, winked at me, and whispered mysteriously in my ear, her voice loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, "Junyi has never liked dressing up as a girl. Seeing her in a dress isn't easy; you're really lucky." She then joined the other women in giggling, making Junyi blush and stomp her feet in protest, adding to her alluring charm.

"Alright, alright," Suya intervened, trying to smooth things over, "It's getting late. Don't keep Miss Jasmine waiting. Junyi, Weir is yours now." Amidst the women's teasing gazes, I dragged Junyi away from the palace. The palace maids stared wide-eyed at us, clearly surprised to see Junyi in a dress.

Walking down the street, breathing in the free air, I felt an indescribable sense of ease. I turned to look at Yunyi again, and oh my goodness, she was even more stunning. She was already blushing from the teasing of the other women, and the excitement of walking quickly out of the palace with me, coupled with the anticipation of our trip, made her face flushed. She was as adorable as a ripe, slightly red apple, utterly endearing. Her large, watery eyes sparkled with playful excitement, and her small nostrils twitched with elation.

Seeing me stop, Yunyi parted her lips slightly, revealing her pearly white teeth, and smiled sweetly at me, saying, "Brother Will, why did you stop? Hurry up, Miss Jasmine must be getting impatient." With that, she grabbed my hand and strode quickly toward our agreed meeting place. I didn't know if Yunyi always walked like this, or if she was just in a hurry today. Passersby thus had the opportunity to witness a truly eye-catching scene: a stunningly beautiful woman leading a handsome young man, rushing through the streets and alleys. Her floor-length pleated skirt couldn't hinder her movements; she moved effortlessly through the crowded throng of people of all kinds.

I taught her to combine magic and martial arts, and she was able to apply it in a short time—she had clearly put in a lot of effort. However, this time, place, and situation seemed inappropriate. Her beautiful face, tall figure, curvaceous body, and radiant smile were enough to make her the center of attention. Add to that her ghostly, graceful movements and dance-like steps, and people were not only amazed by her beauty but also captivated by her natural youthful energy.

Many admirers were drawn to her, following behind, but no one could keep up with her pace. She seemed like a ghost from another world, appearing briefly before vanishing from sight, leaving everyone sighing in regret. Naturally, I, standing beside her, became the subject of much speculation. However, none of us were interested in listening to the nonsense of these boring people. We were only focused on getting to the meeting place with Jasmine as soon as possible, because Yunyi's changing had taken up a lot of time. Fortunately, our meeting place wasn't far from the palace, and we arrived in no time.

"Brother Will, it's so lively here! But where is Miss Jasmine?" Yunyi looked around, searching for the girls nearby. Although she hadn't seen Jasmine, she had heard me describe her. I smiled slightly without answering, and quickened my pace. I could already sense Jasmine's presence not far ahead.

"Brother Will, wait for me! Why are you walking so fast?" Yunyi said coquettishly, quickening her pace to catch up with me. I could feel it; with Yunyi's call, Jasmine's gentle aura fluctuated and gradually approached. Clearly, Jasmine had heard Yunyi's voice too. I glanced back at Yunyi indifferently, and walked towards Jasmine's direction. Yunyi didn't say anything more, just quietly followed behind me.

At the edge of the crowd, a glimpse of a white skirt appeared. Though I couldn't see her in full, the fleeting glimpse of her elegant figure amidst the people, her long, light blue hair swaying in the breeze, and her serene aura that no one else could imitate, told me Jasmine had arrived. After a slight hesitation, I maintained my pace and continued walking towards her. Finally, her beautiful face was fully revealed before me. She stood there quietly, and despite the bustling environment, her presence seemed to quiet everything around her, carrying a touch of melancholy and anticipation.

Upon seeing me, her beautiful eyes suddenly shone with surprise, and a shy yet joyful smile graced her lips. In that instant, I was reminded of the breathtaking beauty I had witnessed by the emerald lake. I could clearly feel Jasmine's joy, and the fervent, adoring gazes of those secretly watching her, their hearts touched by Jasmine's smile. Upon noticing me, Jasmine quickly walked up to me. She tilted her pretty face up, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and shyness, and glanced at me before uttering a soft, gentle voice, "Brother Will, you're here."

At that moment, Jasmine wasn't the only one whose gaze was fixed on me; countless eyes, filled with jealousy, envy, curiosity, and regret, were fixed on me. But I had no time to pay attention to any of that. Jasmine didn't possess fiery passion, but like water, she silently enveloped me with affection, intangible yet clearly felt. I didn't notice the burning gaze fixed on Jasmine's cheeks, blushing them and adding to her beauty.

"Brother Will, what's wrong? Even if Jasmine is pretty, you don't need to stare at her like that," said Yunyi, who was walking behind me, smiling as she stepped forward. "Hello, Jasmine, my name is Yunyi, I'm Brother Will's friend." I hadn't expected this girl to introduce herself as my friend; she was such a kind and understanding person.

Yunyi's words jolted me out of my daze, and I felt my face burning. Jasmine blushed even more, almost dripping with embarrassment, and lowered her head, stealing glances at me. Those staring at Jasmine nearly popped their eyes out at her shyness. Some even gaped, drool dripping from their mouths without realizing it. Jasmine looked up at Yunyi and said shyly, "Sister Yunyi, hello. I didn't notice you earlier, I'm so sorry."

"Hehe, little sister, you only have eyes for Brother Will, how could you notice me?" Yunyi teased Jasmine with a grin, apparently realizing Jasmine was a shy girl and couldn't resist teasing her too.

"Sister Yunyi, no way!" Jasmine's face was so red it was almost dripping with embarrassment, and her head was practically bowing to her chest.

"Hehe, little sister's face is red again, so cute." Yunyi's behavior at this moment was simply like a devil. I really wanted to kick her. Then I heard her say, "Little sister Jasmine, you won't be happy with your big sister here, will you?"

Jasmine was a little overwhelmed by Yunyi's teasing and whispered, "No, no, of course not."

"Little sister Jasmine, you look so beautiful today." Yunyi didn't seem to have any intention of letting Jasmine off the hook. She smiled and whispered in Jasmine's ear, "Tell me secretly, did you dress up specially today?"

"No way!" Jasmine was

too shy to speak and whispered, "You're the one who's beautiful." Although their voices were soft, I heard every word. Watching the two beautiful girls teasing each other was indeed a pleasant thing. Yunyi was right, Jasmine seemed to have dressed up specially. She wasn't wearing her usual mage robe, but instead wore a white dress with exquisite workmanship but no extravagant patterns.

A long white dress reached the ground, its hem flared out with a petticoat for easy movement. A silver belt cinched her waist, emphasizing its incredibly slender figure. She wore a long-sleeved jacket with a charming fringed collar, exuding a cute and elegant air. A shawl draped over her shoulders added a touch of sophistication, complementing her innate grace and serene smile, making her appear like a goddess, pure and beautiful.

Two beautiful girls, one passionate, one serene, one dressed in white, one in yellow, each possessing her own unique beauty, yet neither clashing with the others; rather, they complemented each other beautifully, creating a breathtaking spectacle. No wonder everyone around them was captivated by their beauty, completely mesmerized. As I stood there, mesmerized by their beauty, more and more people gathered. No man could ignore these two stunning beauties.

“Ladies, if you have anything to talk about, you’d better find somewhere else. This isn’t a place to linger,” I said with a wry smile to the two girls who were completely unaware of their surroundings. “If you don’t leave now, it might be difficult to leave later. Look around.” It was truly baffling that the girls were chatting so openly in the street, oblivious to their surroundings.

Hearing this, Jasmine and Yunyi involuntarily glanced around. Their bright eyes, sparkling like flowing water, one bright and spirited, the other shy and affectionate. Their gazes captivated everyone, their admiration overflowing. For a moment, the surroundings seemed to fall silent. Everyone wanted to seize this rare opportunity. Some puffed out their chests in a show of bravado, some straightened their clothes in a refined manner, some stared intently, and some even displayed muscles like those of a bear from the deep mountains—massive but dull-witted—to show off their extraordinary strength.

However, as they snapped out of their daze and hastily struck what they believed to be their most charming poses, the beauties' gazes had already shifted elsewhere. Seeing their disappointed looks, even I felt a pang of pity for them, a sense of injustice on their behalf. They should at least have been given a chance to be appreciated by the beauties. But opportunity waits for no one. In that brief moment of glances, the two young women were startled by the fervent gazes of the people around them, the flushed faces of various colors, the sweat-drenched foreheads, the stiff muscles, and the varying lengths and thicknesses of drool dripping from the corners of some mouths.

Faced with so many burning eyes, Jasmine's delicate cheeks flushed with the familiar blush, her long eyelashes drooping and trembling slightly. This added a touch of shyness and allure to her pure and serene beauty, making one want to hold her close and cherish her tenderly. Jasmine was already a shy girl who even blushed when she spoke, and now, being the center of attention in such a public place only made her more embarrassed.

Junyi, equally surprised, reacted completely differently. She raised an eyebrow, her almond-shaped eyes flashing with a fierce light as she scanned her surroundings. The fleeting glint in her eyes revealed her martial arts prowess. She took a half-step back with her left foot, her right foot seemingly poised but not quite, her muscles relaxed, chest slightly concave, back straight—she was in her optimal fighting stance. Of course, only I could perceive this; to the people present, it appeared as extraordinary, heroic spirit, not inferior to any man.

Although Junyi's bright gaze made them unable to look directly at her, for those accustomed to delicate, sickly beauties, or noble ladies adorned with jewels, or alluring girls, such a spirited and beautiful woman was more attractive, a fresh and appealing sight. While they dared not look directly at her, they still secretly glanced at her out of the corner of their eyes.

Looking at the scene before me, I couldn't help but shake my head and chuckle. Traveling with two such meticulously dressed beauties, it was a pipe dream to think I wouldn't attract attention. Now, surrounded by layers of people, it seemed the only way to escape was through teleportation magic, but that would only draw even more attention. Just then, a commotion erupted at the north end of the crowd, followed by shouts: "Make way! Make way! Don't block His Highness's path! Make way!" The crowd was forcibly parted, and several people entered.

Four or five tall men, dressed in opulent robes, wearing feathered brimless hats, blue cloaks with ribbons tied at the chest from their left shoulder to their right ribs, and longswords at their waists, parted the crowd. With a sweep of their arms, people stumbled and fell to one side, demonstrating their considerable strength. Although people were unjustly pushed down, no one dared to protest. "The people cannot fight against the officials"—this is an unchanging principle, both in this life and the last, let alone for a prince of a kingdom. So, those who were pushed down could only silently rub their sore backsides, get up, and accept their bad luck. The appearance of this damned prince filled me with a strong murderous intent. I hate nothing more than such bullying scum.

Amidst the envious glances of the crowd—or at least what they thought—the damned prince swaggered over. He was a young man in his early twenties, with long, wavy, aristocratic hair. If it weren't for the arrogant, frivolous smile on his lips, he would have been a talented young man, but instead, he looked like a spoiled brat born into wealth who didn't know his place.

Beside him was a thin young man dressed in tight black clothes, wearing a black soft armor covering his chest, and an adventurer's cloak similar to mine, carrying an unsheathed black sword. He appeared to be under thirty. Unlike the prince's frivolity, his face was cold and aloof, his every movement composed and steady, displaying a maturity beyond his years. He wasn't handsome, but his deep eyes seemed to hold boundless sorrow and indifference, his tightly pursed thin lips conveyed stubbornness and unyieldingness, and his high-bridged nose, deep-set eyes, and the faint yet mysterious aura he exuded all possessed a unique allure.

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his right shoulder, the hilt of a longsword was visible, giving the impression that he wielded a sword in his right hand. However, I could see that his left hand, hidden beneath his cloak, was the true assassin. The strength of his arm, the resilience of his veins, and the calluses on his fingers were no less than his right. His gait was light and agile, yet I felt as if I were walking on thin ice, cautious at every step, as if traps and mechanisms lurked everywhere. In every aspect, he didn't seem like a martial artist, but rather a survivor constantly living on the edge of danger, fighting for safety every day—a fact that puzzled me greatly. But regardless, the presence of such a person beside this scoundrel prince was undoubtedly a stark contrast.

Seemingly sensing my observation, he slightly raised his head, which had been lowered, and looked at me. It seemed he was also quite interested in me, who also appeared mysterious and unpredictable. Just as we were sizing each other up, a soft "hiss" rang out, and Yunyi couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter. She had laughed after seeing the scoundrel prince's self-satisfied swaying gait. Following Yunyi's lead, Jasmine was naturally infected by the laughter, covering her mouth with her sleeve and secretly chuckling.

The ancients said, "A smile can topple a city," and that's certainly true. While not quite to that extent, "A smile that turns heads is captivating" is certainly apt. Jasmine and Yunyi's smiles were like rosy clouds, their bodies trembling, their cheeks flushed, their beauty complementing each other, incomparably charming. In this way, they drew everyone's attention to themselves, making it difficult to look away. This so-called prince, naturally, was no exception; he was completely captivated,

displaying a grotesque and ridiculous manner, his drool practically cascading down his cheeks. Faced with such a beautiful sight, the black-clad swordsman was utterly mesmerized and astonished. After all, such stunning beauties were rare, let alone two appearing together. The love of beauty is universal, and even someone as aloof as him was not immune. However, as I expected, he quickly snapped out of his daze, displaying a self-control far superior to others—truly extraordinary. A strong will and self-control are essential qualities for becoming a top-tier master. I couldn't help but smile slightly at him. He was startled by my gesture, a strange light flashing in his eyes before disappearing back into the shadows behind the prince.

The prince, however, was clearly incomparable to him. This arrogant and clueless prince, with his lecherous nature, was, by all accounts, one of those vain and rotten noble playboys. This lecherous prince finally managed to swallow his drool and approached Jasmine and Yunyi with feigned elegance. He placed his left hand on his chest and his right behind his back, gave a noble bow, and straightened up to reveal his signature smile: "Miss Jasmine, hello. I never expected to meet you here. I think this is an opportunity bestowed upon me by an omnipotent and omnipresent god, allowing me to once again behold your moon-like, beautiful and holy face. This is truly my greatest honor."

His handsome appearance, tall stature, gentle voice, and elegant demeanor undeniably possessed a unique charm that attracted women, were it not for the lingering drool at the corner of his mouth. It seemed Jasmine and this scoundrel prince had met before, but Jasmine still appeared somewhat flustered. Hearing his praise, she could only shyly hide behind Yunyi, only daring to secretly cast pleading glances at me from behind Yunyi.

"Hey, who are you? Jasmine doesn't want to talk to you. Get away! What kind of behavior is this? Don't bother us, or I'll get rough with you." Yunyi was decisive, blocking the lecherous prince without any courtesy despite his noble status. Having grown up alongside Suya, she had never been treated like this before, and naturally wouldn't have a pleasant expression.

"How dare you be so disrespectful to our prince!" Hearing Yunyi's rudeness, several guards, sword hilts drawn, shouted insults. Seemingly surprised by Yunyi's impolite words, a hint of astonishment and amusement flashed in the prince's eyes, quickly replaced by a lecherous smile. He waved slightly to the guards, dismissing them, and then gave a noble bow, saying, "Ah, beautiful lady, please forgive my rudeness. I have already been captivated by your fairy-like beauty, but please forgive my ignorance, I do not know how to get to know you. Our meeting here is a blessing from heaven, so why bother with words? Both you and Miss Jasmine are goddesses in my heart. Oh, God, why have you given me such a difficult choice? I don't want to hurt either of these lovely girls."

This ridiculous prince even shed tears of emotion as he spoke, leaving even me speechless with his masterful performance. The others were utterly dumbfounded, seemingly stunned by such shameless arrogance. His guards all wore expressions of "Here we go again, how embarrassing!" looking both amused and exasperated. Only the black-clad swordsman maintained his icy expression.

"Anyway—" Suddenly, he wiped away his tears and said to Yunyi with a serious face, "Since God has given me the opportunity to meet you, let's not worry about the future. Let's get to know each other and get to know each other properly. Let me introduce myself. My name is Bu Shixiu, a prince of the Xi'ang Empire. May I ask if I have the honor of knowing your name, Miss?" Looking at his expression, it seemed he was just short of saying something like, "Follow me and you'll live a life of luxury."

Yunyi had clearly never seen such a shameless person before, and her face turned green with anger. This shameless fellow leaned forward, seemingly about to say something incredibly cheesy. Yunyi was obviously startled by the lecherous face that suddenly appeared right under her nose, so she unceremoniously slapped Bu Shixiu's handsome face.

That damned prince still tried to appear nonchalant, his shoulders swaying slightly as he attempted to dodge the slap. His movements, distance, and direction were impeccable, perhaps due to his numerous similar experiences. But this time he miscalculated. For any ordinary woman, dodging a slap would have been easy. However, Yunyi's slap, though unintentional, was incredibly swift, her five fingers slightly raised, covering every possible direction the slap could take.

The crisp "slap" was incredibly clear, pleasing to the ear, causing everyone to exhale a sigh of relief. Its sound lingered, echoing for days, making one forget the taste of meat—truly delightful. Following the crisp slap, the entire room fell silent, then erupted in ambiguous laughter. Even the prince's guards couldn't help but twitch their lips, unable to suppress their amusement. A delicate, beautiful handprint appeared on Bu Shixiu's left cheek, its shape so alluring it sparked the imagination.

Bu Shixiu was taken aback, clearly not expecting to be hit. He looked incredulous and astonished, then immediately covered his face in anger and embarrassment, shouting, "This girl dared to hit me! Get her! Seize her! Take her back to the manor! I'll teach her a lesson!" He paused, a cunning glint in his eyes: "However, it's best not to injure her."

"Yes," the guards replied, approaching Yunyi with disdain and contempt in their eyes. This was understandable; their skill was insufficient to discern the subtlety of Yunyi's palm strike. In their eyes, a dignified prince being utterly defeated by a "weak" woman was utterly shameful.

Suddenly, I felt Yunyi's gaze and looked up at her. Her eyes were filled with a thirst and hope for the battle. Seeing that the guards were indeed not to be feared, I nodded slightly, deciding to let her hone her martial arts skills in practice. Although she and Jiawei had only been subjected to the "Jade Planting Technique" for a few days and were no match for Bifeier and the others, their inherent strength was already considerable, and their current power was not to be underestimated. Moreover, with the "Ring of Love" protecting her, these few fools couldn't harm a hair on her head.

"Jasmine, come here." I had Jasmine stand behind me, shielding her with my body. Seeing her anxious expression, I gave her a reassuring smile, then turned my gaze to the enthusiastic Yunyi. This was the first time I had spoken, immediately attracting countless gazes. People turned to me, this somewhat mysterious figure. Of course, what intrigued them most was that my words had made Jasmine obediently stand behind me, naturally sparking various speculations about my relationship with Jasmine.

The black-clad swordsman also kept scrutinizing me, clearly not because of my care for Jasmine, but because he had discovered that Yunyi's actions were approved by me. Just then, I heard Yunyi's sweet laughter and the angry roars of the guards. Several guards pounced on Yunyi like wolves, gritting their teeth and swinging their longswords relentlessly at her, showing no mercy. The faces of the most vicious attackers bore bright red handprints, identical in size and shape to those on the face of Prince Bussiu of the Western Empire—undoubtedly Yunyi's handiwork.

Although the gleaming swords danced swiftly in the guards' hands, exuding a chilling aura, surrounding Yunyi, I knew that for her, what seemed like a perilous situation was actually as steady as a mountain. Amidst the flashing blades, Yunyi moved like a butterfly, gracefully and leisurely, occasionally slapping them across the face as if toying with monkeys. The swordsmen, enraged, knew they were no match for Yunyi, but they couldn't bear the humiliation. Without their master's orders, they couldn't stop, so they relentlessly attacked, hoping to wear down Yunyi's strength and turn the tide.

Yunyi's dreamlike agility captivated everyone's attention. Her dance-like movements were like a leisurely stroll through a garden, as if she didn't want to harm a newly blossoming flower. She narrowly dodged each sword thrust aimed at her body, so thrilling, yet seemingly devoid of any real danger. Each move seemed perfectly orchestrated, as harmonious as a dance. The

black-clad swordsman took a half-step forward, his lifeless eyes revealing a faint, peculiar light as he intently watched Yunyi's evasive maneuvers, lost in thought, yet unable to grasp her technique. Prince Bushi watched his attendants being slapped one by one, unconsciously touching the fading handprints on his face, his eyes blazing with venomous resentment. After a moment's thought, I used telepathy to instruct Junyi, "Junyi, stop playing around. Finish this quickly, but don't hurt anyone." These are just a few small fry; killing them won't do any good. The only one I need to deal with is this damn prince.

"Fine, I'm done playing with you!" Yunyi shouted, weaving through the rain of swords like a butterfly. Her body spun like a top, her arms moving with the delicate grace of a Bodhisattva playing with orchids, gliding across the wrists of the surrounding guards. With a few clangs, the guards dropped their weapons, their wrists aching. As the crowd dazzled and disoriented, Yunyi stopped, her long hair, flowing from her spinning form, falling to her shoulders. A smile appeared on her face, a slight flush from the exercise, leaving the stunned guards clutching their wrists behind.

A thunderous applause erupted from the crowd, punctuated by screams and cheers. They had never witnessed such poetic and picturesque martial arts; every movement seemed meticulously crafted by an artist, beautiful and exquisite. Even the black-clad swordsman and Prince Bushixiu wore expressions of disbelief.

"Brother Will, Sister Junyi is so amazing!" Jasmine said with an envious look in my eyes. "And she's so beautiful, like she's dancing."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you too." I couldn't help but say when I heard Jasmine's soft voice.

"Really? But I've already learned magic, is my body capable?" Jasmine looked at me with some doubt and asked timidly.

"If you're willing, of course you can." I smiled slightly at Jasmine. This was not just empty talk. As long as Jasmine was willing to become my woman, I could make her a top expert who could rival the gods.

"That shameless prince, didn't you want to capture me? Come on, but don't send such a coward again. I have no interest in playing games with people like that." I was slightly taken aback and turned my head to see Junyi, riding the wave of her victory, pointing at that "shameless" prince, Bushixiu, and unleashing her fury. It seemed she was addicted to beating him.

As expected, the black-clad swordsman slowly approached Yunyi, his expression returning to its usual indifference. He seemed to have recovered from his initial surprise, displaying a truly commanding presence. This was likely beyond the capabilities of the relatively inexperienced Yunyi. At the same time, I heard Jasmine whisper in my ear, "Brother Will, tell Yunyi to be careful. This man is called James, His Highness Prince Bushixiu's number one swordsman. He's very powerful, having defeated many martial artists who had been detrimental to His Highness. No one knows exactly how strong he is, but it's said he's already at the level of a Grand Swordsman." A "Grand Swordsman" level! That's quite impressive.

Yunyi hasn't reached the "Grand Swordsman" level yet, but it's only a matter of ten more days of training. She should be able to reach that level by then—it could happen quickly, or it could happen slowly. I pondered for a moment, then decided to let Yunyi hone her skills. If necessary, I could simply replace her. Although she easily subdued the guards, Yunyi seemed to sense the extraordinary strength of the black-clad swordsman. Gathering all her strength, she cautiously faced the impending battle.

James approached Yunyi at a distance, slowly drawing his longsword, its hilt and sheath both black. The sword was drawn silently, demonstrating his masterful control of distance and swordsmanship. The sword was four feet long, the hilt eight inches long and one and a half fingers wide, its blade as thin as paper, incomparably sharp, its silver light flowing like water, yet faintly tinged with red—as if stained with the blood of many wounded. It was indeed a fine sword, a sword for killing and wounding.

The sword was drawn, but James did not immediately attack. Instead, he raised his forearm horizontally, the sword pointing diagonally, then brought his arm back to his chest, the tip pointing skyward, before swinging the sword diagonally downward to the right. This action immediately caused a commotion. This gesture was a swordsman's respectful greeting, performed only when a swordsman considered their opponent worthy of respect. It signified acknowledging the opponent's strength and promising to fight with full force.

Jammus, the foremost swordsman under Prince Bushus, had fought countless battles. Due to his high self-esteem, he rarely performed this greeting before combat, often defeating his opponents without a word. Now, facing a girl like this, even with her brief display of skill, he wouldn't consider her a worthy opponent to fight with his full strength. No wonder the crowd stirred, sparking discussion and speculation.

Despite the commotion, Jammus remained unaffected, taking a step forward and unleashing his first strike. Even with just one strike, I couldn't help but nod in admiration, surprised by his skill. Even this single step was significant; the stride alone seemed to predict the distance he would travel, but that wasn't the case. He fully utilized the power of his waist and hips to increase the distance he advanced, while his rear leg's toes flexed and extended unpredictably to control the final distance. Although the distance his toes could adjust was only five inches, in a duel between masters, even the slightest difference could mean the difference between life and death, let alone five inches.

His sword strike was also extraordinary. Although he held the sword with both hands, his right hand maintained a fixed force, while his left hand gripped a third behind his right, allowing him to adjust the angle of the blade and compensate for its lack of flexibility. The power of this strike was transmitted through his ankles and legs to his waist, and then from his waist to his arms, making it a single strike possess the power of his entire body.

However, what impressed me most was the fierce killing intent contained within this strike—an aura that could only be cultivated in actual combat, something Yunyi could not attain. Sure enough, Yunyi's mind was immediately captivated by its fierce killing intent, leaving her momentarily helpless and frozen on the spot. I sighed inwardly and could only guide Yunyi through "telepathic communication." Hearing my voice, Yunyi snapped out of her daze and instinctively dodged James's "Triple Slash" as I instructed.

The so-called "Triple Slash" is a continuous attack technique developed from several basic sword movements, adapting to the opponent's changes and launching a series of attacks. Although it seems simple, since a combo consists of several individual movements linked together, the magnitude, angle, and continuity of force are all crucial. If an opening appears, and the opponent interrupts the attack just as the old force dissipates and the new force is generated, a fatal blow can be inflicted. However, the "Triple Slash" doesn't mean it can only attack three times; three is just a general number. Depending on the level of mastery, one can unleash a "Four-Slash," a "Five-Slash," or even the coveted "Infinite Combo," a supreme skill.

Under my guidance, Yunyi combined wind magic with footwork, narrowly dodging James's continuous sword techniques. But to outsiders, it appeared as if she were effortlessly maneuvering through a series of fluid, almost ethereal, techniques, once again displaying a dance-like beauty. Dodging James's attack, Yunyi blushed, let out a sharp cry, and unleashed the fruits of her training over the past few days. For a moment, James was caught off guard by Yunyi's fierce onslaught, finding himself in dire straits and somewhat at a loss. Having

never experienced dual magic and martial arts before, James would have been defeated long ago had he not possessed vast experience. Even so, his black clothes were torn in several places by the force of her attacks, revealing the soft armor beneath. Seeing James, whose strength was said to be unfathomable, being so thoroughly outmatched by an unknown little girl, the spectators were dazzled. Yunyi's attacks failed to land, and a competitive spirit ignited within her. She pressed forward relentlessly, each strike aimed at killing, but ultimately, her skills were still somewhat immature.

James quickly recovered from his initial panic. Although he was forced to retreat by Yunyi's fierce attacks, he calmed down after several close calls and began to adapt to her fighting style. He adopted a defensive strategy, using retreat as a means of advance, yet his retreat was not chaotic; he incorporated offense into defense, advancing step by step. At the same time, his longsword struck and parried, using its length to maintain distance and prevent Yunyi from getting close.

Suddenly, Yunyi's attack slowed, revealing a slight opening, seemingly due to exhaustion. Knowing her, she wouldn't be exhausted so quickly; she was clearly planning to use strategy. Sure enough, James, who had been waiting for an opportunity, wouldn't let it slip by. With a flick of his longsword, it transformed into a sword beam aimed directly at Yunyi, the movement clean, swift, and precise.

Yunyi had clearly underestimated James, actually trying to use the same trick she had with the previous guards. But who was James? How could she be compared to those incompetent guards? James exhaled, his toes leaping off the ground, his speed increasing even further. The sword tip trembled, its afterimage passing by Yunyi's fingertips, the blade carrying a chilling aura aimed straight at Yunyi's throat. Seeing Yunyi about to be splattered with blood, everyone present gasped in shock, and Jasmine was no exception.

With the protection of the "Ring of Love," James couldn't truly harm Yunyi, but under these circumstances, it was best not to reveal its secret. I swayed my shoulders slightly, appearing beside Yunyi like a shadow. With a flick of my sleeve, I lifted Yunyi's slender waist, using a gentle force to send her airborne to Jasmine's side, as if someone had lifted her into the air and then gently set her down.

Now, I was left alone to face the approaching longsword and the sudden surge of murderous intent. Although the sword's momentum was as swift as thunder, and its energy rushed towards me, it couldn't even stir the slightest ripple in my clothes. I smiled slightly at him, my arm suddenly extending forward, my fingertips accurately touching the spine of James's sword. But to others, it was less like I touched his sword and more like James himself placed his sword on my finger.

Due to the force of that finger, the longsword changed direction, advancing with residual force, the blade deflecting three-tenths of an inch from his neck. James lunged forward, the two brushing past each other, standing back to back. For a moment, the surging energy from the sword strike filled the air between them, stirring up the leaves on the ground, making them dance and sway in the wind—a breathtaking sight, especially for Jasmine, whose

face paled. "Thank you for your mercy, brother," I said, turning and giving a slight bow. Judging from the sudden surge of power in his strike, and the fact that he maintained his balance even with my finger's support, he hadn't used his full strength. Moreover, he hadn't yet unleashed his true killer left-hand sword. He clearly held back against Yunyi as well, his attacks restrained.

He showed no reaction to my thanks, remaining as indifferent as ever, seemingly unsurprised that I could tell he wasn't using his full power. He simply turned around calmly, unconcerned about a sneak attack, then gripped his sword with both hands, took a step forward with his left foot, pointed the sword to his right, and resumed his attacking stance. "Does he still want to fight me? This is not a situation I want to see." To be honest, I have a good impression of this black-clad swordsman. I don't know why such a skilled fighter would submit to this so-called "shameless" prince. Judging from his expression, he must have some kind of trouble.

Bushi glanced at me, then reverted to his frivolous and arrogant aristocratic tone, gritting his teeth and yelling at James, "Who told you to stop? Hurry up and teach this lowly fellow a lesson, let him know my power!" Hearing this damned prince's roar, my murderous intent intensified. My initial thought of letting him go was completely dispelled by this murderous intent. What kind of damned prince? He's courting death himself. Before sunrise tomorrow, you'll be collecting his corpse. I don't need to investigate; just by looking at this shameless prince's behavior today, I know what kind of person he is. Scum like him deserves to die a hundred times over. Of course, I won't openly attack him. I'll just cast a curse, and that curse will take effect before sunrise tomorrow. Then he can go to the underworld and regret messing with me.

As for those guards, they're just a few small fry. They won't lose their lives, but they'll certainly suffer. Letting these arrogant guys lose their powers should be a good punishment. Those who usually bully others, look at them now that they've lost their damn prince and their ability to oppress the weak. Are they still laughing?

As for that black-clad swordsman, I can sense that he's acting against his will, and his heart isn't actually bad. I can tell from how carefully he treated Yunyi earlier. If he really wanted to use his full power, he would have used his more powerful left-hand sword long ago, and he wouldn't have held back when he attacked. If I weren't leaving here the day after tomorrow, maybe I could help him get rid of this damn prince. I hope the curse I cast on this shameless prince won't affect him, but I can't worry about that for now. Even if he were truly implicated, it would be retribution for the evil deeds he had done against his will under that damned prince; he had no one to blame but himself.

Just as the battle was about to erupt, a powerful and resonant voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!" The voice was stirring and full of energy. Bushishu was startled, then his expression turned to disgust. James, though expressionless, lowered his sword. It seemed the newcomer was not a stranger to them, and there seemed to be some tension between them.

From the first sound, I knew the newcomer was extraordinary; the voice was loud yet not frivolous, deep yet not agitated, and full of confidence and authority. Looking at the newcomer, the crowd parted to make way, and a tall, strong man walked forward. He was clad entirely in silver knight's armor, with only black interlocking inner armor showing at the elbows and upper thighs.

He didn't wear a knight's helmet that covered everything except his eyes, nose, and mouth, instead revealing his rugged, resolute face. He wasn't handsome, but his features were sharply defined, with a square nose and mouth, thick, slanted eyebrows, and fierce, piercing eyes that exuded masculine power. His gaze swept across the battlefield, unconsciously revealing a subtle killing intent that only those honed on the battlefield possessed. Combined with his tall stature, heavy silver armor, the knight's sword at his waist, and the resounding thud of his metal boots on the ground, his imposing presence was overwhelming without any effort. He surveyed the scene and loudly proclaimed, "This is the capital; fighting and disturbances are forbidden."

"Anthony, it's you again," Bushixiu glared at him, somewhat displeased.

"Your Highness, this is the capital. As the captain of the capital's military police, it is my duty to ensure the safety of the capital. Please, Your Highness, show some respect and do not make things difficult for me." This Anthony is the captain of the military police, huh? He looks to be under thirty, quite young indeed.

Bushixiu glared at Anthony, retorting with feigned indignation, "Hmph, does it mean that I, a prince, violate the security of the capital by inviting people to drink and eat?"

"If that were all, of course there would be no problem. However, I think that with Your Highness's noble status, you wouldn't need to resort to violence to invite people to a meal." Unexpectedly, this seemingly magnanimous knight possessed such sharp wit, effortlessly silencing Prince Bushixiu, whose face flushed red but he couldn't retaliate. It seemed their conflict wasn't new; the military police captain named Anthony was very familiar with this "shameless" prince's behavior.

"Hmph, you've got it. We'll see." Bushixiu angrily turned and glared at his swordsmen, his face turning ashen. "Let's go, you've completely disgraced me." With that, he parted the crowd and strode away. The black-clad swordsman, James, seemed unmoved. He merely twirled his sword, reversed its shape, and wedged it between the scabbard and his left hand, then smoothly sheathed it and turned to leave.

"Please wait," Anthony called after James, blocking his path and staring intently into his eyes, as if trying to read his thoughts. To his disappointment, James's eyes remained deep and unwavering, devoid of any emotion, meeting his gaze without flinching. Anthony persisted, his tone earnest: "Why would someone like you follow him? If possible, I'd like to be your friend." Silence. James remained

silent, merely glancing at Anthony before walking past the knight's imposing figure and silently departing in the direction Prince Bushiu had disappeared. However, though others might not know, I could sense a fleeting, almost imperceptible, excitement within him. No one is perfect, and everyone has feelings, but in the world of martial arts, one is often not in control of one's own destiny. It seemed he indeed had his own compelling reasons. Seemingly sensing my gaze, he paused slightly, but didn't stop or turn around, continuing his unhurried pace.

While I was observing others, I was also being observed and speculated about. Anthony's intense gaze fell on me, scrutinizing me from head to toe, making no attempt to hide his interest in this mysterious adventurer who had managed to gain the upper hand against the seemingly unassuming greatsword master, James. His voice reached my ears: "Greetings, sir. My name is Anthony. May I know yours?"

His words made me feel a bit more favorably towards him. He didn't give his official title, but greeted me as an equal, asking my name—something those noble officials who considered themselves superior couldn't do. At least after witnessing my skills, he understood I wasn't an ordinary person. Suddenly, I noticed this imposing knight, who had remained calm since his appearance, turn his gaze towards Jasmine and Yunyi behind me, his voice filled with surprise: "Jasmine, what are you doing here?"

"Brother Anthony, hello." Jasmine peeked out from behind Junyi, her face flushed as she greeted the knight, like a well-behaved girl encountering a dignified older brother. Glancing at me, Jasmine seemed to remember something and said sweetly, "Brother Anthony, please don't blame Brother Will and Sister Junyi. They clashed with His Highness the Prince because they were protecting me. Please don't blame them, okay?" Unlike her previous slightly shy and hesitant tone, this sentence sounded urgent and sincere, as if she was afraid Anthony would arrest me for disturbing the security and order of the capital. Little did she know that she was overthinking it. Given my relationship with Suya and the others, no one in the Kuka Empire would dare to arrest me. Of course, this was also because Jasmine still didn't know my and Junyi's identities.

"Oh, they're the friends you mentioned to Cindy? It's alright, I won't blame them." Anthony smiled at Jasmine, while giving me a strange look. It was rather puzzling that Jasmine, with her shy personality, would come out alone and make friends with strangers. This girl named Junyi looked familiar, but I couldn't quite place where I'd seen her before, which was rather strange. Actually, Anthony had indeed seen Junyi before, but back then she was beside Suya, dressed in swordsman's armor. He certainly wouldn't have seen her in a dress, so it's no wonder he couldn't recall where he'd seen her.

"By the way, Jasmine, you went out early this morning. Cindy and Xue'er came looking for you, but couldn't find you, so they rushed me out to look for you, worried something had happened to you. Turns out you went out to see your friends. You should have told Cindy or Xue'er, so we wouldn't have worried." From his words, I sensed that Anthony and Jasmine were related; otherwise, Anthony wouldn't have sounded like that.

As I was pondering this, a familiar figure approached. It was Cindy, tall, elegant, and beautiful, with long blonde hair, long legs, a slender waist, and a long sword at her side. Behind her followed a green-haired girl, equally striking as Cindy or Jasmine. A delicate face, smooth and rosy, as adorable as a doll. Two arched eyebrows peeked through her misty bangs. Beneath them were a pair of indescribably large eyes, their captivating gaze drawing the eye and leaving only those unusually large eyes in one's mind. These eyes held boundless innocence and curiosity, brimming with a thirst for knowledge; wisdom and naivety shone through their sparkle. From Anthony's words, I already knew this girl was Xue'er, the youngest of the "Three Beauties of the Capital." Faroka.

"Hey, Jasmine, you're here too! Xue'er and I were so worried! Where did you go without a word? What if you ran into that lecherous thief again?" Sure enough, Cindy, that spoiled and willful girl, still mistook me for a lecherous voyeur. I saw Yunyi covering her mouth and secretly laughing, while Yuyi was laughing so hard she was doubled over inside. They really were something else, as if it made them proud that I was seen as a lecher by other girls.

"Sister Cindy," Jasmine glanced at me, afraid I'd be angry, and hurriedly said, "Brother Will isn't a lecher—he is—ah—" Suddenly she realized she'd just introduced me to Anthony, which was tantamount to revealing my identity, and quickly covered her cherry-like mouth. But it was too late. The moment she uttered "ah," Anthony noticed. By the time Jasmine covered her mouth and looked at me apologetically, even Cindy noticed me beside her.

"You're that villain." Cindy's big eyes stared intently at me, revealing disgust, hatred, and fear. Her delicate body trembled slightly with tension, and she involuntarily hid behind Anthony. It seemed the impact I had on her was deeply imprinted in her soul; she still couldn't shake off that bondage and regain her original confidence. Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Had I gone too far with her last time?

Hearing Cindy's words, Xue'er, who was standing next to her, also changed her expression. Her small mouth was tightly pursed, and she stared intently at me as she asked Cindy, "Sister Cindy, is he the lecherous scoundrel who bullied you last time?" Truly worthy of being one of the "Three Beauties of the Capital," even when she's angry, she has a unique charm.

Looking at Cindy, who was trembling slightly behind me, Anthony's eyes shone with a sharp light, as if he wanted to see right through me. His attitude had completely changed, now showing obvious hostility, suspicion, and doubt: "Sir, shouldn't you tell me who you really are?"

I smiled slightly, calmly looking at Cindy and Anthony, and said, "Miss Cindy, we meet again. Mr. Anthony, I am Will Randy." Then I turned to Xue'er and smiled, "This young lady must be Miss Xue'er Farocca. I never expected to have the honor of seeing the 'Three Beauties of the Capital' together today; what a feast for the eyes!"

"You—you—how do you know my name?" "Xue'er was somewhat surprised that I could call her by her name so readily. But the anger on her face didn't lessen; on the contrary, it seemed to intensify. Perhaps it was because my tone of voice made her think I was a frivolous person.

"You—you—you lecherous thief—" Cindy seemed to want to curse me, but she swallowed the words back, clearly still shaken. I was really puzzled; how could this girl of such high status be so vengeful, so insisting I was a lecherous thief? Had she really not learned her lesson and shown no remorse whatsoever?

"Who said Brother Will was a villain? I think you did something wrong, that's why Brother Will taught you a lesson." "When Yunyi first heard Cindy call me a lecher, she covered her mouth and chuckled. But now, seeing Cindy, Anthony, and Xue'er looking at her as if facing a formidable enemy, she became somewhat angry and couldn't help but jump out, retorting sharply. Yunyi had heard from Jielu and the others about how I had clashed with Cindy before, and her words struck a nerve with Cindy, making her face flush red and then pale, unable to find a word to refute.

"How dare you be so rude to me!" Cindy's face was flushed, and she drew her longsword, thrusting it at Yunyi's chest without thinking. This sword draw was silent and clean, showing significant improvement; clearly, she had practiced even more after her previous defeat at my hands. However, this sword strike was extremely rapid in Cindy's anger and embarrassment, and who would have thought that Cindy would resort to such a deadly act so suddenly? No one had reacted in time, and probably not even Cindy herself had expected it."

This sword strike, an unconscious act born of Cindy's fear of me and her irrationality after being provoked by Yunyi, ironically aligned with the highest level of swordsmanship. In a flash, the sword was out, silently piercing Yunyi's chest, almost touching her clothes. Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events, not even having a chance to scream. Fortunately, Yunyi, after several days of training, was no longer the same; her movements were fluid and responsive, allowing her to dodge the potentially fatal blow. Even so, her yellow dress was still torn by the sword. Yunyi gasped in surprise, only relaxing after checking and finding the tear small. Although it wouldn't expose her, it was the first time in a long time that her beloved dress had been torn by Cindy, which still made her quite angry.

"Hmph," I couldn't help but snort angrily. This girl, having suffered a loss once, still refused to learn her lesson. I had just regretted whether I had hit her too hard last time; now it seemed I hadn't been gentle enough. To others, my angry snort was merely an angry snort, but to Cindy, it was like a thunderbolt, exploding in her ears. Instantly, her face turned pale, her lips blue, and she swayed precariously. She could no longer hold her longsword, which clattered to the ground, its blade trembling and shimmering. While this sword wasn't as powerful as the magic sword I had destroyed earlier, it was clearly no ordinary weapon.

Anthony quickly stepped forward, supporting Cindy with his left hand while keeping a watchful eye on me. He shielded Cindy with his body, his right hand on his sword, ready to protect her from any harm I might inflict. His friendly demeanor when he greeted me vanished the moment Cindy uttered the words "lecherous thief," replaced by a faint hostility. However, seeing that Cindy had nearly injured Yunyi with her sword, a hint of apology and helplessness appeared in his wary eyes, showing that he was aware of Cindy's bad habit of acting recklessly.

"Sister Yunyi, are you hurt?" Jasmine looked at Yunyi with concern, trying to find out if she was injured. Yunyi smiled slightly at her and said, "I'm fine, just a small tear in my clothes." Jasmine felt relieved to hear Yunyi say this herself. Her best friend was on one side, and her new friend was on the other; she was caught in the middle, which was difficult. Seeing the apologetic glance Jasmine gave me, I gave her a reassuring smile. Jasmine blushed slightly and lowered her head.

"Your name is Will Randy, right? I don't care who you are, but you can't forgive me for bullying Sister Cindy. I, Xue'er Faroka, will definitely teach you a lesson, you shameless lecher!" Xue'er said sternly, staring at me. Unexpectedly, she, like Cindy, was convinced I was a lecher.

“Xue’er—Wilger, he’s not—” Jasmine saw Xue’er jump out again and hurriedly tried to stop her, but Xue’er didn’t let her finish speaking, cutting her off: “Sister Jasmine, don’t say anymore. Even if it wasn’t entirely his fault last time, it’s still a fact that he did this to Sister Cindy. For that reason alone, I have to get justice for Sister Cindy.”

Hearing Xue’er say this, Jasmine could only look at me apologetically. I smiled at her, signaling her to relax. Hearing Xue’er’s words, I knew that this girl was not the same as Cindy. From her words, it was already implied that she didn’t completely believe Cindy’s words, but seeing Cindy looking at me like a mouse seeing a cat, she, as Cindy’s good friend, couldn’t sit idly by. So hearing her words, my impression of her immediately reversed, and I actually felt a bit more favorable towards her. I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but Anthony seemed to be somewhat wary of Xue’er, which could be seen from his hesitant expression. He definitely wanted to stop Xue'er's actions, but seemed to have some reservations, so he ultimately didn't speak up.

Xue'er stared at me for a while, then drew a sword from behind her back. It was a short sword about a foot long, its blade fiery red, wisps of heat emanating from it. She then coldly said to me, "I won't hold back. Are you ready?"

"The Crimson Lotus Sword?" I was slightly surprised to see the sword in her hand. If I wasn't mistaken, this sword should be the top-grade fire magic sword, the "Crimson Lotus Sword." If the wielder is powerful enough, they can use high-level fire magic without incantations. I had seen a description of this sword in the library of the "Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy." It was one of the most famous magical weapons on the continent. The "Flowing Wind" dagger that Sister Kelly held was on par with the "Crimson Lotus Sword." Of course, I only found this out later from the library. When that strange merchant gave the "Flowing Wind" dagger to Kelly and me, I didn't know it was so famous.

"Oh, you actually recognize the 'Crimson Lotus Sword' in my hand? Not bad. Uh, I heard from Sister Cindy that you're a water mage, which is exactly the opposite of my fire magic. Since you know the sword in my hand is the 'Crimson Lotus Sword,' you must know its power. Although this seems a bit unfair to you, you caused Sister Cindy so much trouble, so I can't worry about that now. But I can let you set up a defensive barrier first, and then I'll attack you. That should be fine, right?" What's wrong with her? She thinks she can beat me just because she has the Crimson Lotus Sword? How naive. But to be honest, Xue'er's words have increased my liking for her. It seems she's much more reasonable than that Cindy.

I shook my head inwardly and was about to speak when someone couldn't help but speak first: "What's so great about a Crimson Lotus Sword? You're not even worthy to fight Brother Will. Let me deal with you." "It turns out it was that little Luvia who couldn't stand being alone. She heard Xue'er's disdainful words towards me and couldn't help but jump out to defend her. I almost forgot, when I left the palace, I saw this little girl looking at me expectantly, and I took pity on her and brought her along. I didn't expect her to jump out now.

"An elf?" Xue'er was taken aback when she saw a little elf jump out of my arms. Since the "Great Elf Escape" last year, fewer and fewer people have been able to see elves in person, so it's no wonder Xue'er was surprised. Not only Xue'er was surprised, but Anthony, Jasmine, and even Cindy hiding behind Anthony were also taken aback. They were all wondering who I was and why I had an elf. Because they all knew that during last year's "Great Elf Escape," almost all the elves who had signed contracts with humans had run away."

“That’s right, I am an elf.” Under the stunned gazes of Xue’er, Anthony, and the others, Luvia’s body magically returned to its normal size. She looked at Xue’er and said, “My name is Luvia. You shouldn’t have thought of Vergo as a bad guy, and you shouldn’t have looked down on him. That’s why I’m going to fight you. But let me tell you first, even if you have the Crimson Lotus Sword, you’re no match for me.” I understood why this little girl Luvia was so angry. She could tolerate me being misunderstood as a bad guy, but she absolutely wouldn’t allow me to be looked down upon. What a stubborn little girl.

“What? You actually dare to look down on me like that? So what if you’re an elf?” When Xue’er first saw Luvia, she had a look of affection on her face, but when she heard Luvia’s contemptuous words, she couldn’t stand it anymore. She didn’t know that Luvia was “using someone else’s methods against them.” Because Xue’er’s words showed contempt for me, she spoke arrogantly out of character, deliberately looking down on Xue’er.

"Fireballs!" Xue'er pointed her sword at Luvia, and the Crimson Lotus Sword immediately blazed with red light, sending dozens of fireballs hurtling towards Luvia. This was clearly a test of Luvia's strength. Seeing the fireballs almost upon her, Luvia calmly shouted "Ice Wall!" A five-meter-high ice wall appeared before her, blocking the fireballs. Luvia looked at Xue'er with disdain and said, "What's wrong? Is this all you've got?"

"I didn't want to hurt you, but since you're so reckless, then I—the endless power of fire, descend upon the world with your wrath..." As Xue'er chanted the spell, I couldn't help but shake my head inwardly, "What a willful girl! Doesn't she consider those around her?" However, I also understood that Xue'er was enraged by Luvia and had acted rashly. I shook my head and set up a barrier around the two of them to prevent others from being affected.

"Crimson Lotus Flame!" With Xue'er's shout, a raging fire erupted from the ground, centered on Luvia's feet, instantly engulfing her. The heat of the flames was so intense that even through the barrier, those nearby felt the heat and retreated. Jasmine couldn't help but yell, "Be careful!"

Yunyi and I, of course, weren't worried. Although "Crimson Lotus Flame" was a high-level fire magic attack, it was still no match for Luvia. Despite the Crimson Lotus Sword, Xue'er's own strength was not to be underestimated. No wonder she was called a genius magical girl; she was indeed comparable to Tracy from the Kingdom of Mosby. Both were fire magic geniuses; it was hard to imagine what would happen if they met. The

towering flames danced violently amidst the tremendous roar of the fire, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply due to the flames. After a moment of silence, the onlookers erupted in thunderous cheers. Their genius magical girl had not disappointed them. Xue'er, however, seemed soulless, completely ignoring the deafening cheers around her, her eyes blankly fixed on the still-burning flames. Anthony, Jasmine, and Cindy stared blankly at what was happening before their eyes, their minds completely blank.

"You—you—" Xue'er suddenly pointed at the flames, speechless with shock, because the previously concentrated Crimson Lotus Flame suddenly dispersed, revealing the composed figure of Luvia, surrounded by a light blue barrier, making faces at Xue'er. This little girl, she just loves to play.

Xue'er staggered backward, her bloodless lips trembling as she uttered a few words: "How is this possible? Could it be—could it be—'Water Bloom Curtain'?" Xue'er finally cried out the answer she didn't want to admit from the light blue barrier. "Water Bloom Curtain" was the ultimate water-based barrier, only a "Grand Magister" could possibly use it.

"Not bad, you have a good eye." Luvia chuckled as she dispelled the barrier, then said to Xue'er, "Alright, now it's my turn to attack. I'll use the same method you used to attack me against you."

"What?" Xue'er had lost her ability to think and didn't understand Luvia's meaning at first. It wasn't until Luvia shouted "Fireball!" that she realized what Luvia meant. Then, a fireball flew from Luvia's hand towards her. She stood there, stunned. This was understandable; Luvia was a water-type spirit, and to be able to use "fire magic" was bound to surprise her.

"Xue'er, what are you doing?" Anthony's voice promptly reminded the dazed Xue'er. Seeing the fireball already close at hand, Xue'er shouted "Fire Shield!" and her whole body was instantly enveloped in red light, narrowly blocking Luvia's fireball. Luvia glanced at Xue'er and continued chanting to herself, "Endless power of fire, descend upon the world with your wrath—" Just as she was about to shout "Crimson Lotus Blaze," Xue'er suddenly snapped to attention and hurriedly stopped her, saying, "I...I surrender."

"Ah...Miss Xue'er actually surrendered..." The surrounding onlookers could hardly believe their ears, and Anthony, Cindy, and Jasmine were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. They never expected that the invincible Xue'er would bow her head and admit defeat. Looking at the dejected Xue'er, their shock was unimaginable.

"You surrendered just like that? I haven't had enough fun yet." Hearing Xue'er's surrender, Luvia actually looked disappointed. This was understandable; Xue'er had surrendered before she even used "Crimson Lotus Blaze," so naturally, she felt unsatisfied. However, she didn't dare to act recklessly. Seeing me glare at her fiercely, she immediately transformed into a tiny person and flew onto my shoulder, tugging at my ear and pleading, "Brother Will, don't be angry, I just couldn't stand it." I could only shake my head with a wry smile. Who could bear to really scold such a little devil?

"Will Randy." Anthony's uniquely powerful voice came from behind me, bringing a hint of helplessness and guilt, along with a seemingly hidden, surging fighting spirit in a soldier's blood. I turned around and saw Anthony with a solemn face. His body was as straight as a javelin, his deep-set eyes fixed on my face, a faint aura of killing intent slowly emanating from him. He didn't speak. But it was precisely this silent pressure that seemed to infect the surrounding crowd. The noise slowly dissipated in the golden sunlight that was already pointing westward, and people's eyes were focused on the two of us, nervously waiting for things to unfold.

Still silent, Anthony stepped forward and slowly removed the iron gauntlet from his right hand. This action, however, caused another stir among the onlookers. Everyone knew what Anthony was about to do; it was common knowledge. When a knight removed his gauntlet and threw it in front of his opponent, it meant he was issuing a formal challenge. When the opponent picked up the gauntlet from the ground, it meant he accepted the challenge. This was similar to a declaration of war, but it seemed more elegant and sacred, adding a graceful and dignified flavor to this bloody brawl.

Sure enough, Anthony threw the iron gauntlet to the ground, but what happened was unexpected by Anthony and even the onlookers. The gauntlet didn't even have a chance to touch the ground; it remained suspended two feet above the ground, held up by Yunyi's small hand. Yunyi's action surprised me; it seemed she didn't want me to clash with Anthony again. Actually, I didn't want to clash with Anthony either, but since Anthony had issued a challenge, I didn't want to back down. Anthony stared blankly at Junyi, then asked in surprise, "Miss Junyi, you—"

"Captain Anthony, it's best if you don't get involved in this matter." As soon as Junyi said this, I knew she was about to reveal her identity. At this moment, her intervention was the best choice; otherwise, if Anthony got involved again, what was originally a small matter would truly become unmanageable. Seeing Anthony staring at her blankly, Junyi smiled slightly and said, "Captain Anthony, really don't remember? My full name is Junyi. Kuka." Junyi, Jiawei, and the other three, like Suya, all shared the surname Kuka, belonging to the royal family. Upon hearing Junyi announce her name, the surrounding crowd gasped in surprise, then covered their mouths, and the scene fell silent instantly.

"Yunyi. Kuka?" Anthony suddenly slapped his forehead, exclaiming, "So you're Miss Yunyi from Her Majesty the Queen's side! No wonder you look so familiar." He bowed to Yunyi and said respectfully, "Anthony was blind; please forgive me, Miss." Then he turned to Cindy behind him, who was pale with fright, and said, "Cindy, quickly apologize to Miss Yunyi."

"Yunyi...Miss...I'm sorry..." Cindy's teeth chattered. She had almost killed Yunyi just now, and now she was terrified. Xue'er and Faroka were also astonished. They never imagined I had such a powerful background, being friends with Her Majesty the Queen's personal guard. This was something they could never have dreamed of.

"Forget it, I won't blame you, but you can't be so reckless in the future." Yunyi had finally experienced firsthand how terrifying Cindy was and understood why she had disciplined her.

"Yes, Cindy understands." Cindy lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone. Now she must regret the trouble she had caused.

Yunyi smiled and handed the gloves to Anthony, saying, "Captain Anthony, you should take these gloves back." Watching Anthony silently accept the gloves, Yunyi continued, "Captain Anthony, to be frank, you can't even beat little Luvia with your current strength. How could you possibly be a match for Brother Wel?" Hearing this, Anthony glanced at me and silently stepped aside. He knew Yunyi wasn't exaggerating; he had already witnessed Luvia's strength and believed she had no reason to lie.

"Jasmine, since your friends are looking for you, go back with them. Don't worry your family." Seeing there was no need to stay any longer, I turned to Jasmine, who was staring at me blankly. I knew she must have many questions, but it wasn't possible today. Upon hearing that I wanted her to go back, Jasmine blushed deeply, looking at me anxiously, hesitant to speak. I knew she wanted to go with us, but under these circumstances, it was probably better for her to go back with Xue'er and the others. Anthony, noticing Jasmine's reaction, said gently, "Jasmine, you should come back with us. Otherwise, your uncle and aunt will worry again."

Yunyi smiled, looking at me and then at Jasmine, saying, "Little Jasmine, you've been out all day. It's time to go back. Don't let your family worry. If you want to find me, just come to the palace anytime." Yunyi's words were like heavenly music to Jasmine. Although Yunyi said Jasmine should go to the palace, she was actually telling her she could find me there.

Hearing Yunyi's words, Jasmine looked up at me with delight. I smiled and nodded, then said, "In that case, farewell. Until we meet again." I gave a slight bow, then, with Yunyi and Luvia still perched on my shoulders, drifted away, leaving behind Jasmine, who watched my retreating figure with reluctance, and Anthony, Cindy, and Xue'er, their expressions complex. Although today wasn't pleasant, at least I got to see all three of the "Three Beauties of the Capital" before leaving, so the trip wasn't in vain. I think Jasmine. The reason Siront is ranked first among the three beauties is probably not just because of her looks; I think her identity as a light magic user and her pure and kind heart are also important reasons.

"Brother Will, this Anthony is Jasmine's cousin, but because his parents died early, he was raised by Jasmine's parents, so he's practically like Jasmine's older brother." Junyi's words confirmed my guess. It turns out Anthony and Jasmine are indeed related, almost like siblings. No wonder Anthony cares for Jasmine so much.

Seeing that I just said "Oh," Junyi said with a grin, "Brother Will, are you still thinking about Jasmine? Or are you thinking about that Xue'er girl or Cindy girl?"

I smiled and shook my head, saying, "You've experienced Cindy firsthand, now you understand why I taught her a lesson last time, right? But it seems she hasn't learned much of a lesson; she's still so reckless."

Yunyi smiled and nodded, saying, "I think she was terrified of you. Didn't you see how scared she was? She was like a mouse seeing a cat when she saw you. You're really ruthless."

I shook my head with a sigh, saying, "It's not that I'm too ruthless, but she was too reckless. If I didn't teach her a lesson, someone else would have done it sooner or later. If she had fallen into someone else's hands, they wouldn't have been as patient as I was, only destroying her sword."

Yunyi nodded, saying, "What you say makes sense. Today I finally realized how big the gap is between me and the sisters you brought. I didn't expect little Luvia to be so powerful, making Xue'er and Faroka admit defeat in just a few moves. Today's events will definitely be big news in the capital."

Luvia, sitting on my shoulders, smiled and replied, "Sister, you don't need to praise me. I..." "Actually, this is all thanks to Vilge. It won't be long before my sister becomes very powerful too. Just like Sister Bifiel and the others, they were about the same as my sister before coming here, but in just one month, their strength has increased many times over."

Yunyi asked somewhat incredulously, "Vilge, is what Luvia said true? Did Sister Bifiel and the others increase their strength in just one month?"

I nodded and said, "Luvia is right. A month ago, Bifiel and the others might not have been as strong as you are now, but now they are almost unbeatable. As long as you train diligently, you will be as strong as them in a month. However, you should be careful not to reveal your full strength." Yunyi and Luvia both nodded silently, neither of them speaking further.

Back at the palace, Yunyi vividly recounted the day's events to the women, who all exclaimed that they regretted not following us to see what happened, missing such a rare spectacle. Bifeier carefully examined the tear in Yunyi's clothes and said approvingly, "This girl Cindy seems to have really worked hard; she's indeed very talented, but it's a pity she has a bad temper."

Suya looked at me with a grin and said, "Weir, a perfectly good date ruined like this, don't you feel disappointed?"

I smiled and said, "How could I? At least I've seen all three beauties of the capital before leaving, so my trip wasn't in vain." Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something and said, "Suya, I might have gotten you into trouble again, so be prepared."

"Oh, what is it?" Suya was taken aback and said, "What trouble could you possibly have gotten me into?"

Looking at the confused faces of the women, I said seriously, "It's that 'shameless' prince of the Sion Empire. I've done something to him, and I'm afraid he won't see the sun tomorrow."

"Ah, how come I didn't see it?" Yunyi looked at me in surprise and said, "When did you do it? I didn't notice at all."

“If you find out, then others will find out too.” I said with a smile, “Scum like him who bullies others is the kind of person I hate most in my life. Who told him to run into my hands?” Suya

smiled and said, “This ‘shameless’ prince is also one of my many suitors. He doesn’t even look at himself. He’s just a fly. To be honest, I would have done it even if you hadn’t. Now that you’ve done it, it’s too late for me to say anything. I just don’t know what kind of impact this will have on the relationship between the Kuka Empire and the Sion Empire.”

“Who cares? We’ll deal with whatever comes our way.” Jiawei said nonchalantly, “I like Will’s decisive style the most. If you’re always afraid of everything, you’ll never get anything done.”

Suya smiled and looked at Jiawei, “You little rascal, you’re being sarcastic again. I know you think I’m too indecisive.”

Jiawei smiled shyly and said, "Sister, you're overthinking it. I'm just stating the facts." Suya

smiled and said, "Alright, you don't need to explain anymore. I won't blame you." "Jiawei stuck out her tongue shyly, looking quite playful, which made everyone laugh.

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Volume 7 Chapter 3 The Beautiful Scene at the Training Ground

The next day (April 15th) afternoon, I was comfortably reclining on the sofa with Suya's soft thighs as a pillow, discussing my departure with the women. Suya had one hand in my hair and the other on my chest, looking at me tenderly. Jiawei sat beside me, occasionally feeding me snacks. Because we were leaving tomorrow, Suya and Jiawei cherished this time before parting, doing their best to serve me comfortably.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened." "With a sharp, delicate voice, a white figure suddenly burst in, startling everyone. The uninvited guest was a female knight in full armor. Beneath the white armor lay a beautifully slender figure, yet possessing immense strength. Her hair, glossy black and slightly disheveled, curled upwards within her helmet, casual yet adorable. Her smooth skin was fair with a hint of rosy blush. Her arched eyebrows were both charming and spirited. Her thin, cherry-red lips were luscious and inviting—a perfect blend of strength and beauty. As I observed her, she too stared at me in surprise, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, a blush rising on her pretty face.

Caught in an intimate moment with a man, Suya blushed as well, but she quickly regained her composure and asked in a deep voice, "Lena, what happened?" Suya called out the girl's name, and I immediately recognized her as Lena, the captain of the Royal Guard." Serag, also known as Lianyi, the commander of the "Rose Legion." Serag's sister. In this palace, besides Jiawei and the other ten elegant personal guards, the only one who could directly barge in was probably Lena, the commander of the "Royal Guard."

"Oh—oh—Your Majesty—I'm sorry—" Lena said, blushing and stammering. Clearly, she hadn't expected that Her Majesty, who had been made a saint by the Chaos God, would be so intimate with a man. Although she had heard from her subordinates that this man was very close to Jiawei and the other personal guards of Her Majesty, she hadn't expected that even the Queen was like them. Lena realized that her behavior had been somewhat rash.

"Lena, don't apologize yet. You must have something important to tell me, since you rushed here so quickly, right?" Suya naturally knew why Lena was so surprised, but she was more concerned about what Lena was about to tell her.

"Oh, yes, the Kingdom of Sugili and the Empire of Barando have joined forces to wage war against our country. This is news from the army," Lena said somewhat flusteredly, handing the magical letter in her hand to Suya.

"What?" Lena's words shocked everyone. Suya hurriedly took the magical letter and glanced at it, her expression immediately becoming very serious. The women's faces all turned serious, and they all looked at Suya in unison. Suya looked up at Lena and then said gently, "Lena, I understand. You may leave now."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Lena bowed to Suya, secretly glancing at me, only to see me smile slightly at her and put a finger to my lips. Lena's pretty face instantly turned bright red, and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at me again, before hastily retreating. Although her snow-white neck was hidden by her helmet, I imagine it must be red now.

"After something this big, you still have the mood to flirt with girls?" Jiawei had obviously seen my little tricks on Lena, and gave me a coquettish glare before stuffing a pastry into my mouth. The other women all gave me mocking looks, and in Suya's eyes I clearly saw, "I told you I'd introduce you, but you pretended to refuse. Now that you've met her, why are you acting like a cat smelling fish?"

"Hey, what do you all think?" I asked nonchalantly after swallowing the pastry Jiawei had put in my mouth.

Jiawei said irritably, "Since they want to fight us, we have no choice but to comply. Are we afraid of them?"

Suya also sighed and said, "Yes, we can't just refuse to fight if they want to. I really don't want to see this happen. But after what happened with Powell, I knew that the Kingdom of Sugili would definitely not let it go. I just didn't expect them to start so quickly. It seems that the Barando Empire also harbors deep resentment towards our country because of the killing of Prince Ramsfield in the capital, and has even gone so far as to launch this war." As she said this, she focused her gaze on my face and asked softly, "Weir, what do you think?"

"The war they launched was really timely." I said as I sat up. Seeing that the women were all looking at me with confusion, I smiled and explained, "I was wondering how the Barando Empire's matter would end in the end. Now it seems simple. They started the war first, so let's just turn the tables and strike at their heart, taking down their stronghold."

"Vell, you don't mean—" Suya looked at me uncertainly, hesitatingly saying, "You don't mean we should just wipe them out and incorporate their territories into the Kuka Empire, do you?" "That's exactly what I mean.

That would actually simplify things for the Barando Empire." I said with a smile, "The fewer countries there are, the less likely war will break out. In the long run, this is a way to solve the problem once and for all."

"Of course I know the benefits of subjugating these two countries, but don't forget, although these two countries are not large, it's not easy for us to annex them simultaneously. Besides, if we really go straight to their borders and invade their territory as you say, the casualties of our soldiers and the harm to our civilians will be enormous. I really don't dare to make such a decision." Suya said with a worried expression. I had expected her to say this, because with her kind nature, she would definitely consider these issues.

"Since it's war, casualties are inevitable. All we can do is minimize soldier casualties and harm to civilians," I said seriously. "Judging from Powell's collusion with the Chaos Cult priests, the Kingdom of Sugili has long harbored ambitions against the Kuka Empire. Even without Powell's affair, war would have broken out sooner or later. Since they initiated this war, why don't we take this opportunity to resolve the problem once and for all?"

"Yes, I agree with what Will said. Let's just take them down directly," Jiawei was the first to agree with my point of view. She was also someone who didn't like to drag things out and didn't have as many concerns as Suya.

“You and Will are a match made in heaven,” Suya said with a smile, shaking her head. “If things could really be done as easily as you say, I would certainly hope to resolve the issue once and for all. However, you mustn’t forget the disparity in troop strength. Although my Kuka Empire boasts a million-strong army, the only truly usable forces are the four elite legions, each with only 80,000 troops. The Barando Empire and the Sugili Kingdom, though small countries, have a combined force exceeding 300,000. Our main forces are only the Rose Legion and the Fragrant Legion, with perhaps some additional logistical support units. The Blazing Legion and the Flame Legion are stationed on the borders of our country with the Sion Empire and the Idrilia Kingdom, respectively, and cannot be easily mobilized.” "I think with two elite legions, winning this war shouldn't be a problem, but striking directly at their base might be impossible..."

I nodded approvingly, "Suya, your analysis makes a lot of sense, but troop strength isn't absolutely crucial in this war." Then, I smiled and said to Biffel, Kaley, and the others, "You're all quite strong now, shouldn't you find a chance to stretch your legs?"

Biffel glanced at me with a smile and said, "You don't mean you want us to go to war, do you? If so, I'd be very willing to try, but I don't know if I have the talent to be a female general?"

I smiled and said, "Leading troops into battle is completely different from fighting alone. Even I might not be a qualified general, let alone whether you have the talent. I don't want you to go to war, but rather to utilize your strength to win this war with the least possible casualties." "

The saying goes, ' To catch the thief, first catch the king.' All you need to do is eliminate or capture the enemy's high-ranking officers, and their morale will naturally crumble. They'll collapse without even a real fight." Kale laughed and said, "You have so much confidence in us? Aren't you afraid we'll embarrass you?

" I said with a grin, "My wife is so capable. If I don't have confidence in you, who do I have confidence in? Suya, don't you think so?"

Suya blushed and glared at me, "You're being cheeky again. Tell us what you're planning to do. Tell us, sisters."

Bingqian also laughed and chimed in, "Yeah, Will, just tell us everything you're thinking. Stop being so mysterious."

I dropped my grin, looked at the women, and said seriously, "Since that's the case, I'll just be frank. Originally, I planned to take Sister Ziyue and Sister Xiaowen to the Barando Empire, but now I want to change my plans." I want to divide those who came with me into three groups. Ziyue, Ziyun, Xiaowen, Xiaopei, Nilos, Luvia, Meili, and Catherine will be one group; your mission is to return to the Barando Empire to find Ziyue's mother. Bingqian, Jielu, Daisy, Weiss, and Nara will stay with Suya. Jiawei and the others are still far from strong enough; your mission is to assist Suya alongside them. Susan, Bifeier, Kalei, Sarah, Peili, Sisty, Dalanie, Rebecca, Ramis, and Wendy will go to the "Fragrance Legion" to help them conquer the Sujili Kingdom. Sasha and I will help the "Rose Legion" to take down the Barando Empire in one fell swoop.

"What about the ten of us? Are we just going to have to stay in the palace?" "Jiawei pouted, a little unhappy, clearly dissatisfied that I had ignored them. Seeing her childlike expression, I couldn't help but laugh. Jiawei, seeing my smile without answering, pouted and said, "I don't care, I want to go to the 'Rose Legion' with you."

"Jiawei." Suya gave Jiawei a slightly reproachful look. Jiawei pouted and snorted, clearly unwilling to give up until she got her way. I shook my head and smiled, saying, "Jiawei, you're really impatient. I haven't even asked you to speak and you're already eager to do this and that. Alright, you and Sasha will come with me to the 'Rose Legion.' In addition, we need to send two people to go to the 'Fragrance Legion' with Sister Bifeier and the others. After all, Sister Bifeier and the others don't know much about the country and many things on this continent, and they need someone to coordinate. As for the other seven people, I think it's best if you stay with Suya. Suya has just ascended the throne, and your help is very important to her."

"Okay, Will, you're so kind." "When Jiawei heard that I agreed to take her along, she excitedly hugged me and gave me a big kiss.

Wanqing said with a hint of resentment, "Jiawei, really, you just eat your fill and then forget about us."

Suya smiled and comforted her, "Wanqing, don't be so upset. Will is right, I really can't do without you guys right now. Although I have Sister Bingqian and Sister Jielu helping me, they still need some time to get familiar with everything. No one knows things here better than you, so you can't leave me for now. As for Jiawei, she'll only cause me trouble if she stays by my side. It's better to let her go with Will and cause him headaches." Hearing Suya say this, Wanqing and the others laughed. Jiawei, having achieved her goal, didn't argue with Suya, instead making a face at her, looking rather smug.

Suya smiled and shook her head, then continued, "Sister Piaoxiang and Sister Shuxue get along very well, so I think it would be better if Sister Shuxue and Sister Yunqian accompanied Sister Bifeier and the others on this trip. As for their titles, 'Imperial Envoy' or 'Military Supervisor,' which one do you think sounds better?"

I chuckled and continued, "I think they're all pretty much the same. Let's have the Imperial Envoys. Suya, I think it's like this: Jiawei, Shuxue, and Yunqian will be the Imperial Envoys, and I, Sasha, and Sister Bifeier will be their personal guards. What do you think of this idea?"

Jiawei asked, puzzled, "Wouldn't it be too unfair to have you and Sasha as my personal guards? Wouldn't it be better if you were the Imperial Envoys and Sasha and I were your personal guards?"

I chuckled and said, "You are Her Majesty the Queen's personal bodyguard. If I let you be my personal guards, everyone will wonder who I am, even Her Majesty the Queen..." "Even my personal guards can only be my personal soldiers? But if you become the imperial envoy, it will be much more legitimate. Others will only see me as a follower, or maybe even a gigolo. In short, no matter what they think of me, they won't see me as a big shot, which will save me a lot of trouble."

Jiawei nodded thoughtfully and said, "What you said is not wrong. Just like the surprised look on Lena's face when she saw us, she's probably making wild guesses right now." Suya

blushed and said, "Lena is the commander of the Royal Guard. We'll have to tell her about what happened between us sooner or later. Will, it's all your fault. If you had listened to me earlier and taken her in, there wouldn't have been so much trouble."

I chuckled and said, "Suya, it's not too late to listen to you now."

Suya glanced at me and said with a smile, "What's wrong? You've already fallen for her after just one meeting? You were pretending to refuse before, but it seems you were just putting on an act." "

I laughed and said, "I'm not one to be trifled with. How could I refuse such a wonderful opportunity? I just hope things can take their natural course."

Yunyi interjected with a smile, "That's the truth, Will. Have you thought about saying goodbye to Jasmine?"

I smiled and shook my head, "No need. I told her I'm leaving tomorrow. I don't think she can come out today. Otherwise, since you made it so clear to her yesterday, she would definitely come to the palace to find me."

Yunyi nodded and said, "Hmm, it seems that Prime Minister Sironte and his wife are keeping a close eye on Jasmine. I wonder what Anthony said to them yesterday? Although revealing my identity at the end should stop them from treating you as a 'lecherous thief' suspect, Cindy's prejudice against you runs so deep. Who knows what she'll say to Prime Minister Sironte and his wife?" "Speaking of which," she laughed and said to me, "Will, really, you just wanted to peep at them

while they were showering. Why not just use some kind of invisibility spell? Why make yourself look like this now?" I shook my head with a wry smile and said, "If I really wanted to peep at them, how could I let them find out? Actually, I heard them talking, but Cindy's words were too confident, so I deliberately didn't say anything. If I didn't let them find out, how could I achieve my goal of 'teaching Cindy a lesson'?"

Suya smiled and said, "So it was intentional on your part. No wonder the girl is upset with you. To be honest, Yunyi told me about Cindy's expression when she saw you yesterday. You're really heartless towards that girl. Luckily, Yunyi revealed her identity in time yesterday and stopped Anthony from dueling with you, otherwise this matter would have really gotten out of control. But Will, let me remind you, the one who tied the knot must untie it. This Cindy girl might end up as your bedmate sooner or later." "

I shook my head with a wry smile and said, "If she doesn't learn her lesson and stays the same, I really don't dare to mess with her. Yunyi experienced it firsthand yesterday. If she doesn't change her ways, she'll cause a big disaster sooner or later. After Yunyi revealed her identity yesterday, her face turned pale with fright. I really want to ask her if she thought about the consequences when she drew her sword to stab Yunyi?"

Yunyi smiled and said, "Brother Will, don't be too harsh on her. I think Cindy isn't inherently bad; she's just picked up some bad habits of spoiled young ladies. I think she'll realize her mistakes and correct them after this lesson."

"I hope so," I sighed. "Both come from wealthy families, but Jasmine is worlds apart from her. Even that Xue'er girl is much better than her; she's not as impulsive and reckless."

Suya asked with interest, "Oh, judging from your tone, you seem to have a good impression of that Xue'er girl?"

I glanced at her and chuckled, "What's wrong? You've found out so much, are you trying to play matchmaker for me?" I shook my head and said with a wry smile, "It's best if you all stay out of this three-person affair and let things take their course, lest you find yourselves caught in the middle later." Suya

nodded and said, "Don't worry, we won't interfere recklessly. To be honest, if we really brought in a difficult sister, wouldn't that just be creating trouble for ourselves? We won't make any decisions without your approval." I smiled and was about to speak when I suddenly heard a knock on the door, so I swallowed the words I was about to say. Suya smiled and said towards the door, "Is that Lena? Come in."

Of course, it was Lena. As the captain of the "Royal Guard," Lena usually reported many things to Suya. Perhaps because of what had just happened, Lena was too embarrassed to look at me again, and lowered her head, saying, "Your Majesty, Miss Jasmine, the daughter of Prime Minister Siront, requests an audience."

"Oh, she really came." Suya said with a smile, "Lena, take Jasmine to my room and have her wait there."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Lena responded and left the royal study. After a while, she returned and reported to Suya, "Your Majesty, Miss Jasmine is already waiting for you in your room. I will take my leave now."

"Lena, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I have something to tell you." Suya stopped Lena from leaving, and then said to me with a smile, "Vell, why don't you go see your sister Jasmine? Don't worry, we won't eavesdrop." I smiled and shook my head, glanced at Lena who was looking at me with curiosity, and walked outside.

When I pushed open the door to the elegant bedroom, I saw Jasmine's beautiful back standing by the window. Hearing my footsteps, Jasmine turned around and looked at me. When she saw that it was me standing in front of her, her face immediately showed a look of inexplicable surprise: "Is it really you?"

I smiled and nodded, and asked her in return, "Aren't you surprised?"

Jasmine first nodded slightly, then shook her head and said, "I should say I'm a little surprised. When Sister Lena brought me here, I had a bold idea." Jasmine looked at me with a slightly flushed face, her gaze fixed on my face, as if searching for some answer.

"What's your idea? Can you tell me?" Seeing Jasmine staring at me, I couldn't help but tease her. "There's nothing on my face, why are you staring at me like that?"

Jasmine couldn't help but chuckle, blushing as she glanced at me before lowering her head and asking softly, "Brother Will, is this how you always act when you're alone with a girl?"

"Uh—well—" I touched my nose sheepishly and said with a wry smile, "I don't know, but I do like to joke around, don't you think I'm becoming more and more like a 'lecher'?" With a soft "

pfft," Jasmine covered her mouth with her small hand, barely managing to suppress a laugh. She glanced at me sideways, her face flushed, and said, "Brother Will, you really love to talk big. No wonder even Sister Xue'er couldn't resist trying to fight you." Looking at me, Jasmine continued, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be Her Majesty the Queen's palace, right?"

I smiled and nodded, "You guessed right. Let's not stand here, please sit down." After Jasmine sat down in a chair not far from me, I asked with a smile, "You didn't sneak out again today, did you? Your father, the prime minister, must be very angry that his precious daughter is dating a suspected 'lecher'?"

"It's good that you know." Jasmine glanced at me, her face flushed, and said with her head down, "Now you should know that Brother Anthony is my cousin, right? Actually, he's almost like my biological brother. He's already told my parents about what happened yesterday, and they also asked me how I met you, Brother Will, and I told them the truth. Of course, my parents were a little unhappy, saying that I shouldn't associate with people of unknown origin, because when they asked me, even I couldn't tell them who you were. My father doesn't usually allow me to go out alone, but I begged my mother to make an exception, so I sneaked out because I wanted to hear you tell me who you are before you left."

Jasmine paused slightly, looked up at me, and continued, "Just now, I was standing outside the window and kept thinking, could it be you, Brother Will, who came in? And it really was you. Actually, after going back yesterday, I kept thinking about who you were. I remembered what you said to the owner of the 'Asahi Hotel,' you said you were staying at a friend's house. I was wondering who this friend was, and now I finally understand, this friend you were talking about is Her Majesty the Queen, isn't it?"

Hearing Jasmine's analysis, I smiled and asked, "Is this your bold hypothesis?" "

Yes." Jasmine nodded, then said, "At first, I wondered if the friend you mentioned might be Sister Yunyi, but after thinking about it repeatedly, I realized that your relationship with Sister Yunyi is more than just friendship. It's not just the way Sister Yunyi looks at you, but also the tone of her voice when she talks to you; it's definitely not the feeling between friends, but the feeling between lovers. I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, Brother Will, but when I realized this, I felt very sad."

"Very sad?" A string deep within my heart seemed to be touched, and I stared blankly at Jasmine, never expecting that this shy girl would have such courage to tell me her true feelings. Jasmine blushed, glanced at me, and whispered, "Yes, at that moment, it felt like all hope had been lost; I felt like my entire life had been taken away." "

Jasmine seemed to be recalling the past, her eyes becoming misty. She seemed to be in a strange state, as if heaven had suddenly given her boundless courage. She lowered her head and whispered, 'Brother Will, I—I—like you. I know you already have Sister Yunyi, but as long as Sister Yunyi can accept me, I don't care about being a concubine. Brother Will, I came here today to tell you this. I'm afraid if I don't say it today, I'll never have another chance. Even if you look down on me because of this, I have no regrets.'

Hearing this bold confession from this shy girl, I was momentarily stunned. I really wondered if love truly possessed a greater magic than myself, capable of making such a shy girl utter such a bold confession. Just as I was still in a daze, Yu Yi, that lovely girl, reminded me at the right moment: 'Brother Will, what are you still daydreaming about? Hurry up and hug her!'" "

Yu Yi's reminder was timely. I slowly walked up to Jasmine, who was blushing and nervous after her bold confession. Although Jasmine had her head down, she was still very perceptive of my every move. When she saw my feet stopping in front of her, her body trembled slightly, showing her inner tension. Looking at this girl who dared to seek her own happiness, I felt very admiring and moved, but there were some things that needed to be clarified. I asked in a deep voice, "Jasmine, if I not only have Sister Yunyi, but also many other girls, would you still be willing to entrust your life to me?" This was a very important question, and I had to ask it myself.

"If—if all those sisters can accept me, I am willing." Jasmine raised her flushed face and bravely met my gaze. I sighed inwardly, reached out and pulled Jasmine into my arms. She struggled slightly, then immediately nestled into my embrace, burying her blushing cheeks against my chest.

I sat on the sofa with Jasmine in my arms, lowered my head and kissed her forehead, sighing, "Silly girl, is it worth entrusting your life to a man of unknown origin so easily?"

"I believe my eyes won't be wrong, but if I am truly wrong, then I am willing to bear the consequences." Jasmine nestled in my arms, speaking softly, "Although we met under very special circumstances, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you were a kind-hearted person. Although you refused to tell me your name at the time, I always hoped for a chance to see you again. I never imagined that heaven would take pity on my infatuation and let me see you again." I silently held her tightly in my arms, deeply moved by her devotion. I hadn't expected her to fall so deeply in love with me after only a few meetings.

After a moment of silence, Jasmine suddenly looked up and asked, "Brother Will, I suddenly have a strange thought. I remembered the incident during Her Majesty's selection of a husband, where Prince Powell of the Kingdom of Sugili colluded with the priests of the Chaos Cult. Could this be related to you?"

Just as I was about to praise Jasmine's sharp mind, a voice came from outside the door: "Jasmine is indeed incredibly clever; she guessed it right away." It was Suya's voice, and then she appeared at the palace door, followed by a large group of women. Seeing the door open and so many people suddenly appear, Jasmine, embarrassed and anxious, tried to leave my embrace, but I held her tightly, preventing her from moving. In her distress, Jasmine cried out in a sweet voice, "Brother Will, let me go! Her Majesty the Queen is here!"

"Hehe, Will, you can't let go. Yes, hold on tighter." "Suya teased us with a smile as she walked towards us. Seeing no hope of escaping my embrace, Jasmine could only shyly hide her flushed face against my chest. Suya reached us, looked at the blushing Jasmine, and said with a smile, "Little Jasmine, don't be shy, there are no outsiders here."

"Your Majesty—" Jasmine struggled to lift her blushing face, looking at Suya as if to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Suya: "Little Jasmine, we're sisters now, so stop calling me 'Your Majesty,' quickly and obediently call me 'Sister.'"

Jasmine stared blankly at me, then blankly at Suya, a little realizing what was happening, and shyly called out, "Sister." Then she immediately buried her face in my chest again, too embarrassed to face anyone.

Suya chuckled and said, "That's more like it. I bet you're wondering now, how come I, who have been chosen by the Chaos God as the Chaos Saintess, am involved with Will?" "Don't worry, you'll understand everything soon enough, but before that, we need to complete a procedure." At this point, Suya smiled and playfully scolded me, "Weir, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and take out the ring!"

I glanced at Suya with a smile and teased, "Suya, you're more anxious than I am! It's like the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is!"

Suya glanced at me sideways and said, "Hmph, of course I'm anxious! If you let Jasmine slip away, I won't stand for it." She really is a busybody, but considering her good intentions, I won't blame her. I shook my head with a sigh, took out a "Ring of Love" from my pocket, and put it on Jasmine's left hand, her face flushed with shyness. Staring blankly at the "Ring of Love," Jasmine couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so beautiful!"

Yunyi smiled and said, "It's called the 'Ring of Love.'"

"The Ring of Love? What a beautiful name." "Jasmine stared blankly at the ring on her finger, gazing dreamily.

Suya smiled and said, "Of course the name is beautiful! Our husband has won the hearts of many girls with it." Suya chuckled and said, "Alright, Jasmine, can I borrow your brother for a little while?"

"Sister Suya, you—" Jasmine blushed deeply and quickly slipped out of my arms as I let go. I sensed something in Suya's words, so I smiled and asked, "Suya, what's the matter?"

Suya giggled and said, "There's another sister waiting for you to comfort her. She's waiting for you in the Imperial Study right now, so don't worry, we'll take care of Jasmine. Not a hair on her head will be missing."

"Sister, you're teasing me again." Jasmine blushed deeply at Suya's teasing, stamping her feet in a coquettish protest.

"What are you two up to? It can't be Lena, can it?" I stood up suspiciously and asked Suya.

"Of course it's Sister Lena, who else could it be?" Suya laughed as she pushed me towards the door, saying sweetly, "I've told Lena everything. You decide what to do. If you don't want Lena to tell anyone about us, you know what to do." This was practically forcing myself on her. What could I say but a wry smile?

Pushing open the door to the imperial study, I saw Lena sitting in a chair, deep in thought. Hearing the noise, she immediately stood up and looked towards the door. When our eyes met, her pretty face turned bright red, appearing extremely shy. Seeing her, completely encased in armor, displaying a girlish shyness gave me a completely new feeling. I slowly walked in, coughed, but couldn't think of how to start the conversation. Thankfully, Lena spoke first, averting an awkward silence: "I heard the Prince Consort is going to my sister's place tomorrow?"

"Oh, yes." I quickly nodded, then asked in surprise, "You called me Prince Consort?"

Lena blushed and said, "Oh, it should be Your Highness, Her Majesty the Queen told me."

It seems Suya really told her everything, I thought, rubbing my nose, then said, "I think my sister is older than me, so you can just call me Will. 'Your Highness' sounds really awkward, and it wouldn't be good if others heard it."

"Okay—alright." Lena glanced at me, her face still red, then took something from her bosom and handed it to me: "Please take this."

"What is this?" I picked it up and randomly flipped to a page. A drawing of a person thrusting with a spear was immediately visible, with the spear's trajectory and the key to controlling the force marked beside it. At the top of the page were two large characters: "Thrust and Slash." Having already perused countless martial arts books, my eyes lit up immediately. Flipping through the pages, the latter half was a comparison of the strengths and weaknesses of various weapons, and an analysis of different cavalry formations. This was a rare book on spear techniques and military strategy, seemingly written by a renowned figure based on their own insights—naturally, it was extremely valuable.

Lena blushed and explained, “This was left to us by our father before he died. My sister has a copy, and this one I copied from her. It records our father’s insights on using the spear and troop deployment, summarizing spear techniques into nine methods, called the ‘Nine Methods of Spear Maneuvering.’”

I asked, somewhat puzzled, “Why did my sister give it to me?”

“Because—” Lena blushed even more, shyly saying, “I know your strength is far beyond what you need this, but my sister once told me that her future husband must be someone qualified to wield the ‘Pear Blossom Spear.’”

I paused slightly, immediately understanding Lena’s girlish thoughts, and then asked, “The ‘Pear Blossom Spear’?” Lena nodded and said, "

That's the spear Father used. My great-grandfather got it from somewhere a long time ago. Father said the 'Nine Techniques of Spearmanship' were created while wielding the Pear Blossom Spear. Now it's in my eldest sister's hands. But I've heard my sister always say that she can't use the Pear Blossom Spear as well as Father, and she's often frustrated about it."

I showed an expression of understanding, and then smiled and said, "So, what kind of man does Lena have in her heart?"

Lena's pretty face flushed, and she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Naturally, the same as my eldest sister." Now that she's said this much, what else do I not understand? I walked up to her, gently embraced her, and said with a smile, "Sister, could you take off your helmet? I want to see your full face." Lena gave a soft "hmm," reached down and removed her helmet, revealing a rather delicate oval face, quite different from her appearance when she was wearing full armor.

Looking at her rosy lips, I couldn't resist lowering my head and sealing hers with mine. Lena let out a soft moan, her body going limp in my arms. After a brief moment of awkwardness, she responded passionately. With my gentle guidance, she clumsily slipped her tongue into my mouth, which I immediately took and sucked on. Lena's breathing quickened, her body heated up, and her soft hands clung tightly to my neck. I was almost certain this was her first kiss. When I released her, satisfied, she was nearly breathless. I smiled and asked, "This must be my first kiss, right?"

Lena nodded shyly, then held out her left hand, saying, "My sister Suya told me she wanted to ask you for a ring."

"No need for you to ask, I'll naturally put it on your finger." I sighed inwardly, amazed at the speed at which my women were increasing. In such a short time, two more had joined, and I didn't even have a chance to refuse. Come to think of it, how could I bear to refuse? Such beautiful and gentle girls are hard to find even with a lantern. Wouldn't it be foolish of me to refuse? As I was thinking these thoughts, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a "love ring," putting it on Lena's left ring finger.

Lena watched with delight for a while, then shyly whispered, "Vell, forgive me for not being able to give myself to you right now, because I swore that I wouldn't give myself to you until you find your beloved."

"Silly sister, what's there to ask for forgiveness from me? I will respect your decision." I smiled gently, then continued, "If you really were to give yourself to me today, I would feel a little awkward, since we only just met, right?"

Lena nodded shyly, then whispered, "To be honest, when I barged into the Imperial Study and saw you and Suya so intimately together, I was truly shocked. I never imagined that she, chosen by the 'Chaos God' as the Chaos Saintess, would be so close to you. When she told me everything, I was so surprised I didn't know what to say. So you are the Chaos God, revered as the supreme god. I can hardly believe I could become your woman." I smiled and kissed her, saying, "

You'll understand later, sister. Aside from my somewhat intimidating identity, I'm just a playboy. Just don't regret it then."

Lena smiled shyly, "I won't regret it at all! Oh, by the way, how did things go with Jasmine?"

I smiled, "Like you, sister, we've both become my private collections."

Lena glanced at me shyly and whispered, "I knew it would end like this. Jasmine is such a bold and passionate girl; I really admire her courage."

I smiled and nodded, "Sister is right. Let's go see how she is. I think she should know my identity by now. I hope her eyes won't look like she's seen a ghost when she sees me."

"Hehe, not at all," Lena giggled. "I think her eyes will be burning with passion, enough to melt you." "I didn't expect Lena to be so playful," I chuckled, shaking my head as she took my arm and led me to Suya's palace. When we appeared before Suya and the others, Suya grinned and said, "You two finished your intimacy so quickly? I thought we'd have to wait much longer."

"Your Majesty—you—" Lena blushed crimson, stamping her foot and turning her face away. Suya chuckled again, "Sister, don't be shy. Come and meet Jasmine. Although you've already met, your statuses are different now." Lena, blushing, walked to the equally shy Jasmine, and the two sisters held hands and chatted quietly.

Suya smiled at the two new sisters, then turned to me and said, "Will, I just sent someone to the Prime Minister's residence to inform Jasmine's parents that I've kept her here for the night. Hehe, you know what I mean."

Of course I knew what Suya meant. I glanced at Jasmine, who was whispering with Lena, and saw that even the roots of her ears were blushing. Clearly, she had heard Suya's words too. It seemed Suya had already consulted Jasmine, otherwise Suya wouldn't have made the decision on her own. But this meant I couldn't spend the night with Suya and Wanqing as planned. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Suya and Wanqing apologetically. The two girls obviously understood what I meant. Suya whispered in my ear, "Weir, we have plenty of time. Jasmine's devotion is truly touching." At this moment, words were superfluous. I squeezed Suya's small hand tighter; everything was understood without words.

However, that night, when I sat by the bed waiting for Jasmine to arrive, it was Wanqing and Jasmine who came instead. Wanqing closed the door, came over, and sat in my lap, explaining with a smile, "Brother Weier, tonight should have been Jasmine's turn, but she was worried she might upset you, so she insisted we send someone. It should have been Sister Suya, but she generously gave me the opportunity. Sister Suya is so kind to us."

I reached out and stroked Wanqing's beautiful body, nodding approvingly, "You're right. Suya is someone who considers others more than herself. Do you remember that night when Powell and that priest took your..." "When Suya was threatened, she almost agreed to their demands, if it weren't for my intervention,"

Wanqing sighed. "Yes, I was truly devastated then, thankfully you appeared in time to save us." Realizing the topic shouldn't continue at this moment, she glanced at Jasmine standing to the side and said with a smile, "Jasmine, what are you standing there for? Come here, Brother Will has left one leg for you."

Jasmine blushed and walked over. I put my arm around her slender waist and pulled her close, kissing her lips. Wanqing moved behind me to massage my shoulder muscles. I held Jasmine's soft, cotton-like breasts, feeling a sense of comfort throughout my body. Jasmine trembled slightly, quite reserved. Wanqing noticed and smiled, "Jasmine, relax, Brother Will is very gentle..." Jasmine groaned softly. I picked her up and placed her on the bed, slowly undressing her.

Wanqing undressed me from behind, reaching out to grasp my erect penis, and said with a smile, "Little Jasmine, don't you want to see Brother Wel's jade flute?" Jasmine opened her eyes curiously, her pink face instantly turning red, and she quickly closed them again. I pulled her small hand and made her hold my thick penis. Jasmine felt its thickness and firmness, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

I removed Jasmine's pale green undergarment, revealing her snow-white skin. Her breasts were quite full, rippling with dazzling waves. Wanqing exclaimed in admiration from behind. I leaned down and buried my head deeply, inhaling Jasmine's fresh, feminine fragrance, and sighed comfortably. Jasmine's breathing quickened. I rubbed my face against her smooth skin, then opened my mouth and took one nipple into my mouth, gently holding her soft breasts. Jasmine hugged my head, her expression extremely distressed. She bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth, refusing to make a sound, while her nipples swelled.

Wanqing's small hands played with my penis beneath her. I leaned back into her arms, reaching out to caress her jade-like buttocks, saying, "Little darling, take off your clothes too." Wanqing obeyed, removing her clothes, her firm, soft breasts pressing against my back, causing me to groan in pleasure. Wanqing moved up and down, her small hands never stopping, and she whispered sweetly into my earlobe, "Good brother, how do you want to play?"

I hesitated, then said, "Brother will serve Jasmine first, you watch from the side..." Wanqing responded, seeing that Jasmine's eyes remained closed, she lay down beside her slender waist, smiling seductively at me. I pinched her flushed cheeks, and Wanqing gazed lovingly at my thick, hard penis, saying, "Good brother, your treasure is getting thicker and thicker..."

I smiled slightly and said, "It's all because you're both so alluring; I couldn't resist." As I spoke, I winked at Wanqing, then grabbed Jasmine's waist with both hands, pulling down her skirt. Jasmine slightly raised her buttocks, and I easily pulled it off, revealing her smooth, alabaster-like abdomen. Jasmine's long, straight legs were tightly pressed together, only the dark, glossy pubic hair visible at the base of her thighs. I pressed down and kissed Jasmine's small mouth, my huge, hard penis pressing unceremoniously against her soft abdomen, and Jasmine finally let out a very soft moan.

I gently guided and teased Jasmine with my mouth, while one hand lightly caressed her full breasts. Wanqing constantly sought opportunities to stimulate me, yet without letting Jasmine notice anything amiss. Jasmine slightly parted her lips, and my tongue explored, gently teasing hers. She was captivated by my tenderness, relaxing her body involuntarily. My lower body slowly penetrated between Jasmine's legs, my strong thighs rubbing against her sensitive inner thighs. Jasmine's hands embraced me, her tongue responding to my teasing. Her thighs parted slightly, then wrapped around mine, her slender waist arching slightly, as if waiting for my forceful thrust.

I stood up, carefully examining Jasmine's flushed face. Jasmine, oblivious to my movements for a while, opened her eyes in confusion. Seeing my piercing gaze, she blushed deeply. I smiled gently and said, "Good sister, how could your brother be so hasty in taking your body? I will definitely let you taste the soul-stirring pleasure of love between a man and a woman."

A fire ignited in Jasmine's eyes, and she said coquettishly, "Brother Will... I've already tasted it..."

I chuckled, "You're still far from it. Savor it slowly." I kissed her red lips again. Jasmine's little tongue darted out slightly, and I was delighted, taking it into my mouth and gently sucking. Jasmine's fragrant breath brushed against my face, and her soft breasts heaved rapidly under my hands. I teased her for a moment, then released her tongue, and kissed my way down her cheek, earlobe, and neck, lingering on her breasts for a moment before moving further down, past her navel and lower abdomen, finally reaching the top of her thighs.

Jasmine seemed to realize my intentions, trembling with excitement, her bright eyes filled with both passion and shyness, as she trembled and said, "Brother...no..."

I smiled and asked, "No to what?" As I parted her thighs, Jasmine let out a soft "ooh" and covered her face, revealing her delicate petals. Jasmine reached out to cover her private parts, trembling as she said, "Brother..." I inhaled the scent between her legs, my breathing becoming heavy. Then I took her hand that was covering her lower body, pressed her palm to my nose, and inhaled her fragrance. Jasmine was startled and tried to pull it back, but I held it firmly.

Wanqing's breathing quickened as she knelt before me, using her small hand to stroke my penis. This time, Jasmine saw it clearly, staring at Wanqing in surprise, then looking up at me, only to meet my greedy, excited gaze. Her heart pounded, and she quickly closed her eyes. I lifted one of Jasmine's jade-like legs, tickling the sole of her foot with my index finger. Jasmine felt a tingling, itchy sensation, squirming incessantly, her brows slightly furrowed, emitting soft moans.

I then kissed along Jasmine's smooth, white calves. Tiny beads of sweat glistened on her hot skin, her inner thighs also becoming damp with perspiration, exuding a thrilling fragrance. Her pink petals trembled slightly, shimmering with a moist glow. I gently pressed my fingers around Jasmine's full, honeyed lips, and her vulva slowly released glistening love juice. Jasmine gripped the sheets tightly, revealing the blue veins on her hands, her lower body slightly flinching.

My tongue touched the edge of Jasmine's honeyed lips, and she involuntarily raised her jade-like buttocks slightly. I took the opportunity to take her two fleshy lips into my mouth. Jasmine let out a soft moan, swaying her slender waist, as if both welcoming and dodging. I squeezed my tongue into her honeyed lips, and Jasmine finally opened her small mouth and cried out, her peach-blossom cheeks flushed, her eyes hazy and captivating. I was greatly encouraged, and forcefully parted Jasmine's fleshy lips. Her tender honeyed orifice exuded an alluring fragrance. I leaned in and used the tip of my tongue to tease the bright red and erect clitoris. Jasmine frowned, looking extremely annoyed, and groaned, "Brother... don't..."

I thrust my tongue into Jasmine's peach blossom mouth, and my fingers quickly twisted the clitoris. She let out a sharp moan and arched her slender waist, her delicate body suddenly tensing, and her vulva spurted out a stream of viscous honey. Although it was different from Wanqing's fragrance, it was a kind of orchid-like and musk-like, exceptionally alluring womanly scent. After her climax, Jasmine's face was flushed, her expression alluring, her nostrils flared, and her bright red lips trembled slightly, making her incredibly captivating. Wanqing had been teasing me the whole time, and now my pleasure was gradually building. Wanqing's cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing softly with her mouth slightly open, clearly very aroused.

It seemed I needed to cool Wanqing down first, otherwise, she probably wouldn't last long since she was already aroused. I had Wanqing lie down next to Jasmine, spread her legs, and saw that her vulva was already wet. So I teased her opening with the tip of my penis for a moment, then thrust it in. As the huge jade stem entered her body, Wanqing let out a soft moan. Her honeyed orifice, which I had just cultivated, was still tight and narrow.

I rotated and squeezed for a moment before grasping Wanqing's breasts and pumping. A beautiful moan rang out, and Jasmine came back to her senses, her pretty face flushing red. With her watching, I felt even more excited. Wanqing's voice grew softer and sweeter. I had her lift her legs, and my thick jade stem moved in and out quickly, drawing out streams of love juice. The air was filled with a rich fragrance. I smiled at Wanqing and said, "Wanqing, you're especially wet today."

Wanqing panted and said, "I haven't been close to you for days, of course I'm craving it."

I leaned down and said softly, "Okay, good sister, I'll make it up to you tonight." Wanqing wrapped her thighs around my waist, hugged my shoulders and back, and thrust her jade buttocks. Jasmine watched in astonishment. I smiled and said, "Jasmine... this position is called 'Dan Cavity Tour'..." Jasmine let out a soft "Eek," covering her bright red face. I thrust my penis in and out, saying, "Jasmine... if you're so shy..." "Brother won't like it..."

I was joking, of course, but Jasmine believed me. She actually lowered her hands from her face, blushing, and whispered, "Yes... Brother Will..."

Wanqing reached out and grasped Jasmine's hand, moaning, "Jasmine... Sister... Brother Will... He... really... is so amazing..."

Jasmine suppressed her shyness, turned to let Wanqing rest her head on her arm, and said sweetly, "Sister Wanqing... you smell so good..."

Wanqing blushed immediately. I moved vigorously, chuckling, "Jasmine, do you know where Wanqing smells the best?"

Jasmine struggled to lift her head and look at me, who was thrusting wildly. She said shyly, "Sister doesn't know..." I thrust in and out several times, and Wanqing groaned a few times, trembling as she came. I slowly withdrew my jade stem, and her vulva released a large amount of clear love juice. The fragrance in the air became much stronger. Jasmine blushed and said, "This—"

I chuckled, letting my jade stem slap against her honey lips a few times before re-entering Wanqing's body. Wanqing's delicate body trembled, and she moaned. Her honey pot contracted and writhed in waves after the climax. I thrust for a moment, waiting for her afterglow before withdrawing, and sighed, "Wanqing's little mouth is a treasure, and Jasmine's is not bad either."

Jasmine blushed deeply, her face turning red to her ears. I lay down between the two women and said with a smile, "Let's rest for a while, then brother and Jasmine will consummate our marriage." Wanqing panted for a moment, then leaned against my chest, her slender jade hands playing with my jade stem, which was covered in honey juice, making a sizzling sound. Jasmine leaned against my other side, glancing down. I smiled and asked, "Jasmine, is it pretty?"

Jasmine said shyly, "Brother Wel's... it's like a jade flute... only it's too big..."

I pulled Jasmine's hand to my penis and said, "You can do it for your brother like Wanqing did..." Wanqing giggled and gently kneaded my scrotum. Jasmine grasped my penis and awkwardly stroked it. Wanqing held her hand, guiding her to stimulate my sensitive areas. Jasmine's movements gradually became more skilled. Her two warm, white hands contrasted sharply with my engorged penis. I groaned comfortably, turned my head and kissed Jasmine's lips, my hand gripping one of her breasts tightly.

Jasmine responded shyly, moaning softly, but her hands never stopped. Waves of tingling pleasure surged from my penis, my semen throbbing, seemingly about to erupt. I rolled over and pressed myself against Jasmine's soft body, and she obediently spread her legs. I lowered my head and let my large glans tease her pink lips, and Jasmine hummed softly. Wanqing lay down beside Jasmine, kissing her pink face and earlobe, and said with a smile, "Jasmine, this move is called 'Cutting the Pearl from the Clam.' Later, Brother Will will also use 'Farmer Cultivating the Land,' 'Eagle Catching the Rabbit,' and 'Iron Pestle Throwing Medicine' to serve you. Enjoy it." These moves all came from the elegant royal family's secret manual. Although I knew many of these moves, I didn't know they had such fitting names.

I replied with a smile, "Jasmine is still a virgin. 'Eagle Catching the Rabbit' and 'Iron Pestle Throwing Medicine' are a bit too strong. Let's use 'Nine Shallows and One Deep' and 'Three on the Left and Four on the Right' instead." Jasmine seemed to understand, yet I made her tremble all over.

Wanqing stuck out her tongue and laughed, "Little Jasmine, you'll be overjoyed tonight. Brother Will has never used these two methods on me before..."

I chuckled, my thick shaft dragging between Jasmine's soft, smooth lips, the supple glans squeezing hard against her crimson clitoris, her bright red vulva spitting out streams of love juice. Jasmine trembled and said, "Brother... don't tease your sister..."

Wanqing winked at me and said sweetly, "Good brother, little Jasmine can't take it anymore, just give it to her."

I nodded and smiled, "Alright, Jasmine, you separate your petals yourself." Jasmine trembled all over, her snow-white skin turning a pleasing pink. Hearing this, she parted her full, moist lips with her fingers, slightly arching her slender waist, her expression one of extreme shyness. Wanqing took a white handkerchief from under the pillow and placed it under her buttocks. I leaned in and forced my large glans into Jasmine's burning lips. Jasmine frowned, her whole body tensing instantly. I grasped her slender waist and slowly thrust inside.

Jasmine screamed, groaning in pain, "Brother... yours is too big..." Wanqing glanced at me, then leaned down and kissed Jasmine's small mouth, her fingers teasing her nipples. I could only tease her clitoris. Jasmine was tormented both inside and out, feeling even more uncomfortable, and sobbed softly. I continued to push into her secret passage, although her honeypot was already very... It was lubricated, but incredibly tight. Something seemed to be blocking the tip of my penis. I pressed down hard, and my penis pierced the hymen and squeezed inside. Jasmine shuddered and cried out in pain.

I leaned down and gently kissed her, softly saying, "Don't cry, little sister... your brother will love you..." Jasmine endured the pain of deflowering and nestled into my arms. Wanqing looked at me with a sigh, and I reached out to firmly grasp Wanqing's small hand. Wanqing smiled sweetly at me, whispering comforting words in Jasmine's ear. I stroked Jasmine's soft breasts while making very small movements with my penis. Jasmine was initially uncomfortable, but after a moment she began to moan softly.

Wanqing made a face at me, and I smiled slightly, beginning to slowly thrust in and out, employing the "nine shallow, one deep" technique. Jasmine's pretty face flushed again, this time from passion, her bright eyes glistening with an alluring moisture. I adjusted my jade stem, thrusting left and right. Jasmine gasped for breath. Wanqing whispered in her ear, "Little Jasmine, this is 'nine shallow, one deep' and 'three on the left, four on the right'..."

I let my jade stem throb inside her, laughing as I said, "Only shallow, how can there be deep?" Jasmine whispered, "Brother... you don't need to worry about me... I'm fine..."

Wanqing pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh. I gently thrust, shaking my head and laughing, "No, what if I hurt you?" Jasmine blushed deeply. Wanqing laughed, "Little Jasmine, if you want your brother to make you happy, just ask him."

Jasmine was incredibly shy, so she pretended not to hear her words, breathing softly, "Sister Wanqing... I only just realized today that this bedroom... can be so pleasurable..." Wanqing smiled sweetly, about to speak, when I thrust deeply inside. Jasmine shuddered, arching her slender waist and letting out a carefree "Ah!" I slowly withdrew, then thrust shallowly left and right again.

Jasmine whispered, "Brother..." Wanqing grasped her hand and whispered in her ear, "You should beg Brother Will... He'll make you feel like you're in heaven..." Jasmine, no longer caring about her shyness, whispered, "Good brother... please give it to your sister..."

I teased with a smile, "Give you what?" Jasmine looked troubled. Wanqing whispered something in her ear, and Jasmine blushed, "Sister wants brother's jade flute..."

I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and laughed, "Okay." I thrust in forcefully, my large glans slamming heavily against her soft flower bud. Jasmine cried out again, but I continued thrusting quickly, not giving her any chance to catch her breath. Jasmine's beautiful face contorted, and she opened her small mouth, making a series of "hmm" sounds, a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her long legs wrapped around my buttocks.

I had endured for a long time, but I could no longer be impatient and proceeded slowly. I thrust my penis in and out forcefully, the tight, warm honey hole tightly enveloping my jade stem. The impulse that Wanqing had aroused earlier rose again, and I thrust without stopping. My jade stem was hard to its limit inside her. Jasmine's face was pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Wanqing stroked her and said, "Jasmine, bear with it, brother is about to give it to you."

Jasmine gritted her teeth and thrust, waves of tingling sensations coming through her. I gripped her slender waist tightly and inserted my jade stem to the bottom. My glans swelled and contracted, shooting out streams of hot semen, spraying it onto her soft flower. Stimulated by this, Jasmine trembled and also came. I slowly withdrew from her warm body, and saw that my jade stem was red and white. The white towel under Jasmine's buttocks was already covered with shocking plum blossoms. Her tender honey lips parted slightly, revealing the crimson peach blossom spring, where semen and virgin blood mixed and flowed out, making it even more beautiful. I picked up a white towel and wiped her clean. Jasmine was so delicate and frail that she trembled. I felt a pang of pity for her and bent down to gently comfort her. Jasmine was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep in my arms after a while.

I pulled the thin blanket over Jasmine, rolled over and pressed myself against Wanqing, laughing, "Wanqing, it's our turn now."

Wanqing twisted her body and smiled seductively, "Didn't brother say not to be too rough? Jasmine's going to have a hard time tomorrow."

I stroked Wanqing's soft breasts, kissed her delicate earlobe and whispered, "Brother is like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released..."

Wanqing pursed her lips and chuckled. I reached down and played with her petals, licking her earlobe as I laughed, "When brother kissed Jasmine down there just now, you seemed very excited?"

Wanqing's pretty face flushed slightly, and she shrank into my arms, trembling slightly like a frightened little rabbit, murmuring, "I was just aroused..."

I gently blew warm breath into Wanqing's ear and whispered, "Do you still want more?" Wanqing's face was flushed, and she nodded almost imperceptibly, then buried her face in the pillow. I chuckled, kissed her pink neck, and then moved down to kiss her. Wanqing said sweetly, "Good brother...turn around and let your sister serve you too..."

I kissed between Wanqing's legs, gazing at her with a smile, and said, "No...I want you to enjoy it..." Wanqing moaned, her beautiful eyes almost overflowing with tears. I leaned in and took her clitoris into my mouth. She shuddered, her hands gently supporting my head. I watched her reaction without revealing anything, skillfully teasing the erect clitoris with the tip of my tongue. Wanqing opened her rose-petal-like lips, letting out a seductive murmur, her hands unconsciously stroking my hair. I released the clitoris and opened my mouth to take the entire clitoris into my mouth, my tongue moving between her plump, honeyed lips, occasionally teasing the tender flesh of her vulva.

Wanqing lifted her jade buttocks and swayed gently. I followed her movements, and the clitoris writhed, releasing gushing nectar. Yin and Yang intertwined, a pure Yang energy flowing through her body, her jade stem beneath her hard and fiery, like a red-hot iron rod. Wanqing closed her eyes, her delicate brows furrowed, and she moaned. I parted Wanqing's tightly closed lips, pinching her clitoris with two fingers, while gently teasing her crimson vulva with the tip of my tongue. Wanqing's jade hands caressed my face, her voice trembling as she begged, "Good brother...it itches..."

I inserted my tongue into Wanqing's vulva, skillfully turning and licking it, then inserted my middle finger, pressing around her fiery honeypot. Wanqing's soft body stiffened instantly. I quickly pinched her clitoris, sat up, parted Wanqing's thighs, and vigorously thrust my index and middle fingers in and out. Wanqing screamed with pleasure, but fearing to wake Jasmine, she suppressed it. Her slender waist arched, her honeypot suddenly contracting and expanding, her vulva gushing out a large gush of crystal-clear love juice, not only soaking my palm but also leaving a wet stain on the sheets beneath us.

I embraced Wanqing, kissing her tenderly. She nestled in my arms, moaning softly, her breath coming in short gasps, trembling slightly, before finally recovering. Two rosy blushes remained on her fair, delicate cheeks, her watery eyes shimmering with a hazy starlight, her every brow and brow brimming with alluring passion, her whole being exuding a languid, seductive charm. I rolled over and pressed myself against Wanqing's body, skillfully thrusting into her warm, moist flesh, kissing her cheeks and murmuring, "My dear sister, I'm so happy to see you like this."

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