[Urban] Spring Breeze and Rain Record (Complete) - 16

Chapter Five,

the painful exam results at the Magic Guild, were quickly forgotten.

For me, it meant nothing. But for Fabino, the matter of those low scores was already common knowledge within the Magic Guild. As my recommender, Fabino was too ashamed to go back. I could only offer a few words of comfort, but seeing his sullen expression, I knew my words were futile.

A few days passed, and then Dereks suddenly said to me, "Boss, shouldn't the collars you made be finished?"

Oh, right, I almost forgot about that again. Sigh, I should probably see a doctor; why am I always so forgetful!

Dereks and I went to the "Highlight" gold shop from last time. After paying the production fee, I picked up the two custom-made collars. Eight South Sea black pearls were inlaid on the collars, and I had my name engraved on the inside. I was very satisfied with these two collars.

Back home, I went to Salena and Lulu's room; they were both there.

"Master, where did you go just now?"

Lulu asked.

"Want a surprise?"

I asked Lulu mysteriously.

Hearing the word "surprise," both Salena and Lulu became restless. Elves seem to have a very strong curiosity, especially about mysterious things; they have absolutely no resistance to them.

"What surprise? Let me see!"

Lulu said, while groping me all over.

"Okay, okay. Here you go, stop groping."

Under Lulu's onslaught, I immediately surrendered and obediently took out the two collars.

"Wow...so beautiful!"

Lulu exclaimed. When Salena saw them, her eyes also sparkled.

"Master, is this really for us?"

Lulu asked.

"Of course, silly girl."

After I finished speaking, I took out the key to the magic-suppressing collars around their necks: "Now, you can finally get rid of the magic-suppressing collars."

Salena subconsciously touched the magic-suppressing collar around her neck.

"Master, if you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten."

Lulu also touched the magic-suppressing collar and said.

With two "clicks," their magic-suppressing rings opened, and two exquisite collars were simultaneously placed around their slender necks.

Lulu couldn't wait to go to the mirror to see how she looked with the collars on.

"Master, do you think I look pretty with the collars on?"

Lulu asked me.

"Of course, you look almost like a princess,"

I said.

"Really?"

Lulu looked delighted by my compliment.

Salena also came to the mirror, admiring herself with the collars on. Because Lulu was present, neither of us said anything, but a few knowing glances were enough to convey our feelings.

"By the way, I've heard that elves are incredibly skilled at magic. Now that you're free from the magic-suppressing rings, show me one,"

I said.

As soon as I finished speaking, a water balloon exploded above my head, soaking me completely. Seeing Lulu laughing so hard she was doubled over, I realized she was playing a trick.

I'd heard before that elves don't need time to prepare when using magic; they can cast it as soon as they raise their hands. Now I've finally witnessed it firsthand.

"Lulu, show me some fire magic,"

I said.

"Master, didn't you know? We elves don't know how to use fire magic!"

Lulu said.

"Don't know how to use fire magic?"

I asked, puzzled.

"Yes, elves are born without the ability to use fire magic,"

Lulu added.

(Elves live in forests, so from an evolutionary perspective, they shouldn't know how to use fire magic; otherwise, they would have burned the forests down long ago. I don't know why other fantasy authors have never noticed this.)

"Really? I didn't know that before. Now that you're no longer restricted by the magic-suppressing barrier, I won't be afraid of others bullying you two anymore,"

I said.

"No way! Even with the magic-suppressing barrier, you'll protect me and Mommy, Master,"

Lulu said, clinging to my arm and leaning against me. Flattery never

fails. I was extremely pleased with her words.

Things at home were finally mostly settled, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief and practice my magic properly. One day, I'd make those idiots in the Magic Guild kneel before me, begging me to be their leader.

Although I always comforted myself by not taking the zero score too seriously, every time I thought about such a humiliating score, I felt a surge of anger.

With two elves and a fairy by my side, it would be difficult for my magic not to improve. Practicing magic with them had greatly accelerated my progress.

However, my peaceful life was soon disrupted by an unexpected event.

My house was located on the edge of the countryside, where the sound of carriages was rare, but early that morning, I was awakened by the sound of a carriage.

I glanced at Xiaobing beside me; she was still asleep. I ignored her, dressed alone, and went downstairs.

"Bang, bang..."

A knock sounded at the door.

I opened it, and a richly dressed man stood there.

"Excuse me, Ike? Is Viscount Dragon here?"

the man asked.

"That's me. What can I do for you?"

I asked.

"Oh, hello."

He first removed his hat and bowed to me. "This is an invitation from His Majesty the King."

He then handed me an invitation.

I took the invitation and opened it.

"His Majesty the King is preparing to hold a banquet next week. Viscount Ike is requested to arrive on time

," he said as I read it.

After reading the invitation, I nodded and said, "Understood, thank you."

I took out a silver coin and put it in his hand. He bowed to me again and turned to leave.

Another invitation, another banquet at the Palace of Pliss. I had a very bad feeling.

("Seven, what do you think about this?"

I asked. )

"I don't know, I can't predict the future. You'll know when you get there,"

Ah Qi said.

Unable to get any help from Ah Qi, my bad premonition grew stronger.

Last time I attended a banquet, I inexplicably became a nobleman, and my Xiao Yun, Xiao Yu, Xiao Mei, and Mei'er all left me. What will happen this time?

However, this matter quickly slipped from first to second place on my list of most frustrating things. The top spot was soon taken by another issue: financial hardship.

Having lived on a deserted island since childhood, I had little understanding of the importance of money, so I spent it extravagantly, eventually plunging me into a financial crisis.

After giving Salena my monthly grocery money, I found I only had two gold coins left in my pocket.

These two coins were incredibly important: I needed them to buy materials for my magic experiments, cosmetics for the girls, alcohol for Dereks, and even my habit of casually tipping people. I really wished I had a Midas touch, so I wouldn't have to face so many troubles.

After much deliberation, I exchanged the two gold coins for several large barrels of strong liquor. If anyone was unhappy that I exchanged my only two gold coins for liquor, I'd get them drunk. Only Dereks was immune to this; of course, he wouldn't object to my decision. Unfortunately, I was the first to object to my decision, so I got myself drunk.

"Sigh, money..."

became my most frequent mantra for the next few days.

As the head of the household, I felt ashamed that I couldn't meet the needs of every family member, to the point that I walked with my head down. It was then that I realized the saying "poverty doesn't diminish ambition" was pure nonsense, just something made up by idle, idle writers.

"Ah Qi, please help me! Can you really bear to see your spokesperson fall into such a sorry state?"

I pleaded with Ah Qi.

"Hmph..."

My pleading was met with a cold snort from Ah Qi.

"Damn it, do you have any humanity?! I'm begging you like this, and you treat me with such disdain?"

I said angrily.

"Mr. Ike, you're a tycoon, why are you crying poverty now?"

Ah Qi's words sounded rather sarcastic to me.

"A tycoon? Ah Qi, are you kidding me? I don't have any money!"

"I know exactly what I'm saying. Ike, you are indeed very wealthy, you just forgot."

Ah Qi said.

"Forgot? Are you kidding me? What could I have forgotten? I couldn't possibly forget how much money I have!"

I said.

"Hey, Ike, I'm truly impressed by your memory. You do indeed have a large fortune, which has been sealed away somewhere, untouched. Have you really forgotten?" Still relying on your own hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin real sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and protruding, irresistible! Click to enter

Ah Qi said.

Ah Qi's tone didn't sound like he was joking, but I thought for a long time and really couldn't remember any property I had sealed away somewhere.

"Ah Qi, if you know, just tell me quickly, I really can't remember."

I said.

"Okay, I'll tell you. But you'd better learn from your mistakes in the future and not always rely on me to tell you."

Ah Qi said.

"Okay, okay, I know, just tell me quickly!"

I said impatiently.

"Do you remember what was written at the end of the book 'Spring Breeze and Rain'?"

Ah Qi reminded me.

"It's... right, it's a treasure, the treasure that Adano Black left me. He wanted me to use this treasure to help him rebuild the Black Kingdom."

I finally remembered this.

"If I remember correctly, the book should have recorded the location of the treasure's burial."

Ah Qi said.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

I rushed to my bedroom, opened my "treasure chest," and took out "The Record of Spring Breeze and Rain." Flipping to the last page, the treasure map was right there in front of me.

"Yes, that's it! Great! Ah Qi, let's go treasure hunting!"

I exclaimed.

"Ike, can you please get rid of your impulsive temper? Look at the map first,"

Ah Qi said.

"Okay."

I unfolded the map and examined it carefully.

The treasure location on the map was a mountain called "Mount Aisu." There was a huge magic circle on the mountain, and the map clearly indicated how to enter the magic circle without destroying it to obtain the treasure.

"What's a volcano?"

I asked Ah Qi curiously.

"A volcano is a mountain that erupts flames and lava. Lava is formed when rocks are melted. When a volcano erupts, everything within a radius of tens of miles is often destroyed,"

Ah Qi said.

"Damn, really? Why would he bury the treasure in such a dangerous place? If the volcano erupts, all the treasure will be gone!"

I said.

“Since he buried the treasure here, it’s very likely a dormant volcano,”

Ah Qi said.

“What? Mountains can be alive or dead?”

Ah Qi’s words puzzled me.

“Hmm… I can’t explain it to you right now, you’ll understand later,”

Ah Qi said impatiently.

“Then I’ll go find out the location of this ‘Aisu Volcano’ first,”

I said.

“Yes, that’s the right way to find treasure; you have to do everything step by step,”

Ah Qi said.

I went to the living room and woke up Dereks, who was dozing off. “Dereks, can you help me look up a place name?”

I asked. “Hmm… Boss, go ahead,”

Dereks replied, still a little groggy.

“Can you help me find out where ‘Aisu Volcano’ is?”

I said.

“Okay, sure.”

Drexels went out with unsteady steps.

By evening, Drexels returned with bad news. He had spent the entire day inquiring in Bunks City, but no one knew where this “Mount Aisu” was.

Hearing this, I slumped to the ground in despair. Seeing the treasure right in front of me, yet unable to reach it, was incredibly painful, especially when I desperately needed money.

“Boss, don’t be discouraged. I’ve mobilized some old connections; I’ve asked traveling merchants and coachmen. These people have traveled all over the continent of Austand, they might know the place,” Drexels

comforted me.

Hearing there was still hope, I perked up a little. “Okay, let’s wait and see. If I can’t find this damn ‘Mount Aisu,’ I’ll be bankrupt,”

I muttered.

Two days later, the news Drexels brought completely shattered my spirits: no one knew where the so-called “Mount Aisu” was.

Seeing my troubled expression, Dereks suggested, "Boss, perhaps you could check the National Library. It houses hundreds of years' worth of documents; maybe you can find some clues there."

"How long would it take me to read all those documents by myself?"

I asked.

"Hmm… if you read quickly, it might only take three or four thousand years…"

Dereks glanced at my face, then without another word, picked up his wine bottle and went to drink alone.

("Ah Qi, can you tell me why? Why doesn't anyone know this place name? What's the use of this treasure map he left me? Oh, right, could it be that the volcano erupted like you said?"

I asked. )

"Stop making things up. It's normal not to find that place name. You see, Adano Black lived hundreds of years ago. The place names back then might be different from the current ones, so people today obviously wouldn't know. I don't have any good solutions. Whether you find this treasure or not depends entirely on your luck,"

said Ah Qi.

Ah Qi's words filled me with utter despair. It seemed unlikely that I could ever return to my previous comfortable life.

But as the old saying goes, "It's easy to go from simple to luxurious, but difficult to go from luxurious to simple." Having gotten used to spending money lavishly, changing my habits wasn't easy. I had originally planned to buy a carriage, since renting was always inconvenient, but that plan now had to be abandoned.

Heaven knows where that "Aisu Volcano" is. I hope I can find it soon. Find this place.

Chapter Six:

Although I dislike the Emperor's banquet, I had to attend.

The banquet was held in the evening.

When Drex and I arrived at the Prys Palace by carriage, it was just sunset. Judging from the number of carriages parked at the entrance, I knew there weren't many people this time; only a few carriages were scattered outside the Prys Palace.

Last time, Augusto led me directly to the back door, so this time Drex and I had to enter from the front.

At the entrance, two rows of soldiers stood in neat rows, and a greeter checked my invitation and wrote down my name.

After announcing, "Welcome, Viscount Eck, have a pleasant evening,"

Drex and I were led through the gates of the Prys Palace.

The moment I stepped through the gates, I was stunned by the sight before me.

Between the gates and the palace… Between the halls lies a vast space. Several straight avenues run through it, paved with blue marble so smooth they could be described as mirror-like. Between these avenues are planted various flowers, shrubs, and trees, though unfortunately, I couldn't name any of them. The flowers were predominantly red and yellow, interspersed with other colors, while the trees were all emerald green. Some roadside shrubs were trimmed into the shape of city walls, while those near pavilions were trimmed into the shape of tea sets. Before this, I had never known what gardening was; this truly broadened my horizons. Several white

marble statues of figures I didn't recognize were placed on either side of the avenues, and a uniquely designed mermaid fountain sat at the center of the central avenue.

Watching the golden rays of the setting sun bathe the breathtakingly beautiful scene before me, I wondered if I had stepped into a painting, a living painting. With each step forward, this feeling deepened; even the fragrance of the flowers seemed different. At

that moment, I felt a greater sense of the phrase "living like an emperor," a description often used to describe a life of luxury.

Before I knew it, Drexel and I had arrived at the entrance to the Palace of Priscilla.

Fully armed soldiers were still guarding the palace, and the greeter was Augustus, the one who had brought me there last time.

As I approached, Augustus greeted me first, "Welcome, Viscount Eck!"

I was surprised by his good memory; after all this time, he recognized me immediately.

“Hello.”

I went over and hugged him.

“How is it, is Drexler still diligent?”

Augusto looked at Drexler and asked me.

This was indeed a difficult question to answer. If Drexler was “diligent,” then there was no one in the world who wasn’t. His daily life was one of hedonism.

However, he always performed the tasks I assigned him to a satisfactory degree. In fact, without him, I can hardly imagine what my life would be like now.

“I’m very satisfied!”

I said, patting Drexler on the shoulder.

This answer avoided the difficult question while still expressing my attitude.

“That’s good. He was carefully selected by the Emperor to assist you, Viscount,”

Augusto said. “I must give His Majesty the Emperor a proper thank you when I have the chance. Drexler is truly a great help.”

I said. Augusto didn’t speak, but just smiled slightly, indicating his agreement.

“Alright, I won’t disturb your work any longer, I’ll go in first,”

I said. “Okay, have a good time,”

Augusto waved to me.

Walking a little further in, Drex and I arrived at the enormous hall I’d seen last time. This hall, large enough to hold over a thousand people, was quiet today. Several waiters stood there, guiding guests to the banquet area.

Following the waiters, we arrived at a side hall. Although it was just a side hall, it was still large enough to hold over a hundred people. When Drex and I went in, there were already some people inside. However, I didn’t recognize them. Since arriving in Bunks City, I rarely went out, so of course I wouldn’t have any dealings with these noble gentlemen.

Even so, I actually spotted a familiar face in the crowd—or rather, this familiar face found me.

“Hi, Viscount Eck, how are you?”

A large hand patted my shoulder.

I turned around, puzzled, because I felt I shouldn’t have any acquaintances here.

“It’s you, Your Highness the First Prince.”

Although I had only met the First Prince once, his calm and resolute face had left a very deep impression on me, so I recognized him immediately.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to chat with me when you left last time? Why haven’t I seen Your Highness yet?”

I knew it was just a polite remark, but I was making conversation out of boredom.

“Because I didn’t receive an invitation from the Viscount.”

The First Prince used this diplomatic-like humor.

“Hehe…”

A knowing smile passed between us.

“Brother, who is this? Why are you talking so happily?”

A voice suddenly interrupted us.

A man slightly shorter than the First Prince, but with a resemblance in his features, appeared between us.

“Oh, you’ve come too.”

The First Prince’s voice remained almost emotionless.

“Of course, Father has something important to announce today, how could I not come?”

the man said.

“Let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Andrew,”

the eldest prince said, pointing to the newcomer.

“This is the hero who rescued those four noble ladies from the deserted island, Viscount Eck,”

the eldest prince said to his brother.

The word “hero” made my face flush.

“Oh, it’s Viscount Eck, nice to meet you,”

Andrew said, extending his hand.

“Hello,”

I said, shaking his hand a little shyly .

Only then did I take a closer look at his appearance.

This Andrew… must also be a prince, shorter than his brother Ferdinand, about my height. He had strange red hair. Perhaps the most striking feature was his eyes; those dark eyes always gave a sense of pressure when you looked into them.

From the moment we shook hands, we kept staring at each other, both of us smiling, but neither of us said anything.

“I’m going to greet my friends over there,”

Andrew said to the Crown Prince, then turned and left.

A very aloof person.

That’s my definition of Andrew.

“Please make yourself at home, I’ll go greet them over there too,”

the Crown Prince said, and left as well.

I picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and felt it was much better than the ones I’d bought. However, given my past poor drinking habits, I didn’t dare drink too much, just a small sip.

“Drekes.”

“What is it, boss?”

Drexkes heard me call him and immediately stood beside me.

“That Andrew is also a prince, right?”

I asked. “Of course.”

“How many sons does His Majesty the Emperor have?”

“Only two, you’ve already met them,”

Drexkes said. “Oh.”

I nodded.

At this moment, a melodious tune began to play, and everyone present fell silent.

Accompanied by the music, Emperor Sisfani Okon Jarard Bunx, the thirteenth Emperor of the Bunker Empire, emerged from a hidden door, supported by others.

Judging from his physical condition, His Majesty the Emperor's health had deteriorated since the last time I saw him.

At least last time he could walk on his own, but this time he had to be helped out.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

Someone shouted first, and then everyone raised their wine glasses above their heads and shouted, "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

The Emperor barely raised his hand and waved to everyone.

Soon, the Emperor sat down. The scene became very quiet, and everyone waited for the Emperor to announce something.

After catching his breath a few times, the Emperor began to speak.

"Greetings, everyone."

"Today, I have gathered you all here to announce something important."

After saying these two sentences, the Emperor had to stop again to catch his breath before continuing.

"I think many of you should know my niece, Angel Delneri, she is Maria's daughter."

As the Emperor spoke, he gestured to the side.

My beloved Mei'er, whom I had been longing to see, emerged from the hidden door. When I first saw her, I almost cried out.

Dressed in magnificent attire, I almost didn't recognize her.

She wore a pure white dress, revealing her delicate shoulders, and her narrow waist perfectly accentuated her stunning figure. Her lightly made-up face displayed her nobility and beauty.

I really wanted to find an opportunity to speak with her alone, but now was definitely not the time.

Mei'er walked to the Emperor's side, and the Emperor reached out and lovingly stroked Mei'er's hair.

"Many people have heard about her story. In that terrible incident, my sister and brother-in-law both tragically perished."

He paused, then continued, "Poor Angel, I didn't take good care of her, I didn't fulfill my responsibilities."

The Emperor's breathing became labored...

"Therefore, to make up for my guilt, I have decided to adopt Angel as my daughter."

A hush fell over the room.

Many people, including myself, were undoubtedly racking their brains.

What was the Emperor going to do? Adopt my Mei'er? That meant Mei'er would become a princess? A princess...

My mind was a complete mess.

"Cheers to Her Highness the Princess!"

someone shouted.

It didn't matter who shouted it first; then, shouts of "Cheers to Her Highness the Princess!" and the clinking of glasses filled the air.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please make yourselves at home tonight. Due to my health condition, I may not be able to remain here. Please forgive me,"

the Emperor said, forcing a smile.

Amidst shouts of "Wishing His Majesty good health!"

the Emperor left through a hidden door.

After he left, the scene became noisy, with people talking, laughing, and discussing the matter.

I found a corner to sit down.

My premonition of trouble had finally become a reality.

My Mei'er had become a princess, and getting her back to my side was now even more difficult.

I didn't know the situation of the other three maids. What should I do?

I was facing the Emperor of a nation. What could I do? Even if I did, what would the result be?

This feeling was terrible. Reality had repeatedly proven my powerlessness. Watching the women I loved leave me, and having no power to protect them, no power to keep them by my side, except to see them go, was unbearable. There

was probably no feeling worse than this.

Just then, I noticed the First Prince, Mei'er, and another woman walking towards me.

If only the First Prince and that woman weren't there, I really wanted to talk to Mei'er alone.

Looking at Mei'er, at her eyes, I felt something was off.

"Ike, let me introduce you. This is our nation's 'Goddess of War,' Lady Bislie Delneri. She's the sister of Angel's father, Cameron Delneri, and therefore Angel's aunt,"

the First Prince introduced me.

But I had no interest in getting to know this "Goddess of War." I merely shook her hand politely and said, "Hello."

I didn't even get a good look at her.

"Ike, Angel said she really wants to see you, so she insisted I bring her here,"

the First Prince continued.

Great, it seems Mei'er won't completely ignore her "master" after all.

“Mei’er…”

I realized something was wrong; I should call her Princess Angel in front of others.

But before I could speak again, Mei’er said, “Hello, Mr. Ike.”

“I… hello.”

I was so surprised I almost couldn’t speak.

“Mr. Ike!”

I’d never heard Mei’er address me like that before; it felt very strange.

“My father and brother told me that you once saved my life, but I don’t remember any of it. I’m really sorry, but I’m so glad to have met you.”

When Mei’er’s beautiful voice reached my ears, I thought I was hearing things.

“You… what did you just say?”

I asked incredulously.

“I said I’m glad to have met you,”

Mei’er repeated.

“So glad, so glad…”

I murmured. If anything felt worse than before, it must be this.

Someone I’ve lived with since childhood was now telling me, “I’m glad to have met you.”

If this was a nightmare, I wished I could wake up from it as soon as possible.

"Mr. Ike, Mr. Ike, what's wrong?"

Seeing me in a daze, Mei'er nudged me and said.

"Ah, ah...nothing, nothing. I'm very happy right now."

I said mechanically, not even realizing what I was saying. "I hope to see you again in the future."

Mei'er grasped the hem of her skirt with both hands, gently squatted down, and bowed to me.

"Me too..."

Mei'er smiled, then turned and left.

What's wrong? Mei'er seems to not recognize me at all. At first, I thought she was pretending not to know me, but later I could see from her eyes that she really didn't seem to recognize me.

"Ah Qi, Ah Qi. What's going on? What happened? Why doesn't my Mei'er recognize me?"

I asked Ah Qi anxiously. "I don't know why this is happening either, but from the surface, it seems like Mei'er has been brainwashed,"

Ah Qi said.

"Brainwashing? What is brainwashing?"

"Brainwashing is erasing a person's memories from their brain,"

Ah Qi said.

"This... how is that possible? How can a person's memories be erased? I'm a magician, and I've never heard of any magic like this before!"

I said. "This has nothing to do with magic. Moreover, memories can not only be erased, but also re-implanted into a person's brain. That is to say, a person's memories can be erased and replaced with a completely new memory that doesn't exist. But the person involved is completely unaware of this,"

Ah Qi explained.

"Is this possible? If it has nothing to do with magic, then who can do these things?"

I asked.

“They’re illusionists. Illusionists don’t use magic, but they are experts in human psychology. They can hypnotize, brainwash, and implant new memories. They are a very mysterious group of people, and even I know very little about them. These skills are family businesses passed down from father to son, and outsiders rarely know about them,”

Ah Qi said.

“Even though you said that, I still find it hard to believe you. I can’t imagine how a person’s memories can be altered,”

I said incredulously.

“If you don’t believe me, we can do an experiment now.”

“Okay.”

“Do you know what 1+1 equals?”

Ah Qi said. “Ah Qi, don’t talk nonsense, okay? In this world, even a dog probably knows that 1+1 equals 2.”

“Okay, then silently repeat ‘1+1 equals 1’ 50 times,”

Ah Qi said. “What are you going to do?”

I asked curiously.

“Don’t ask, just tell me. I’ll tell you why later,”

Ah Qi said.

“Okay, I’ll say it. 1+1 equals 1, 1+1 equals 1…”

I repeated the sentence.

“Okay, you’re done. Now?”

I asked Ah Qi. “1… ” "What does 1 equal?"

Ah Qi asked again. "Of course it equals 1,"

I answered without hesitation.

"Hmph, someone just said that even a dog probably knows that 1 + 1 equals 2."

"Ah..."

"Ike, you know now, this is called brainwashing. In a short period of time, repeatedly and massively instilling an idea into a person, no matter what you instill, that person will believe it to be correct. This will become their memory,"

Ah Qi said. "Then... what should I do now? Can the erased memories of someone who has been brainwashed be recovered?"

I asked with a glimmer of hope. "That depends on the skill of the person who brainwashed them. They might be able to recover them, or they might not; I can't be sure."

Even the gods say so, could it be that my Mei'er...

right, last time when I called Xiao Yun, she didn't react either. Could it be that all four girls have been brainwashed?

"By the way, they still have my contract with them. Can I use the power of the contract to restore their memories? Ah Qi, do you think it's possible?"

I asked eagerly. "You can use the power of the contract to control their bodies, but you can't use it to control their minds. And if you use the power of the contract to control their bodies and do things that are inconsistent with their current consciousness, it will be a great harm to them. You don't want to hurt them, right?"

Ah Qi explained. "I... I certainly... don't want to. But, but why did those bastards do this? Why did they change the memories of the four girls?"

"This, I don't know. Perhaps you can ask Dereks,"

Ah Qi suggested.

I will ask, but not now.

I don't remember anything after the banquet; I've been deeply immersed in my own world of consciousness.

After the banquet, Dereks and I got into the carriage.

I looked at him, and he looked at me.

He knew I had something to ask him, but I didn't ask.

Until we got home, until I sat there watching him drink bottle after bottle. Until he was almost drunk, the silence was finally broken.

“Boss, just ask whatever you want,”

Drex said.

“You know what I want to ask.”

“Heh… I know. But I don’t want to say.”

This was the first time I’d seen Drex smile, though the smile only lasted a second.

“Why?”

“…”

Drex didn’t answer.

He continued drinking. I forget if he drank seven or eight bottles, but when he could only lie there, pouring the last drop into his mouth, he mumbled, "Drunk, drunk. Drunkards always talk nonsense, don't take it too seriously."

"Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know,"

I said. "It all started a long time ago..."

Drex finally began

the seventh chapter.

"Sigh, I thought this memory would be sealed away forever, but I didn't expect it to be brought out again today."

Drex sighed.

"I know too much, which is very dangerous for me. I am very grateful that His Majesty the Emperor released me to follow you, otherwise he would definitely have killed me."

I didn't know what Drex meant by saying this, but I vaguely felt that what he was talking about must be shocking.

"From when I was castrated and entered the palace until now, it has been about forty years. Forty years ago, I... sigh, let's not talk about myself. At that time, the current emperor was just a prince..."

Time rewinds to 38 years ago.

Sisfani? Okon? Jalal? Bunx was only 18, while Princess Maria was only 14.

Maria loved playing games in the palace's back garden, whether it was teasing others or catching insects; she never tired of it. Her brother often played with her and was often the target of her pranks, but Sisfani never lost his temper with his sister because he loved seeing her smile. Maria was beautiful, incredibly beautiful, as beautiful as an angel, especially when she smiled, enough to captivate any man in the world, including her brother. At

14, it was the age when a little girl was transitioning into a young woman, and Maria's body had already developed, though she herself was unaware of it.

The 18-year-old Sisfani was young and vigorous, yet he had already experienced the pleasures of love. As the sole heir to the throne, the only son of the current emperor, and the future emperor, he possessed many slaves, including many beautiful female slaves. He enjoyed having female slaves kneel before him and perform oral sex on him, especially some who had once been of high status.

At that moment, Sisfani sat by his bedroom window, from which he could see everything in the back garden, including Maria's every move. Maria was tiptoeing towards a flower to catch a butterfly. A former countess's slave girl knelt between Sisfani's legs, performing oral sex on him. He enjoyed her skillful oral techniques while stroking her beautiful blonde hair, like grooming a pet dog. In fact, in his eyes, this slave girl was no different from a dog. He didn't care about her at all; he was focused on Maria catching the butterfly.

Maria was already close to the flower, but the butterfly, sipping nectar, was completely unaware. She was patient, taking about a minute to advance only 10 centimeters. At this point, she was very close to the butterfly, but not yet at attack distance. She was still at least 30 centimeters away from the flower. If she rashly reached out to grab it now, the butterfly would surely fly away, so she continued to approach the butterfly at an extremely slow pace. The tense atmosphere made Sisfani, who was watching, tense up as his hand approached the butterfly.

"Don't rush, slow down, slower..."

Sisfani had extensive experience catching butterflies, and he hoped his sister could share his experience. Unconsciously, the tense Sisfani gripped the female slave's hair tightly, each thrust pushing his thick penis deep into her throat.

Suddenly, a breeze stirred, startling the butterfly that was sucking nectar; it flew away.

"Don't move..."

Based on experience, Sisfani knew the butterfly would likely return to the flower. Maria reacted as he expected, her hand frozen in mid-air, like a statue. Sisfani, as if afraid his movements would disturb the butterfly, plunged his penis deep into the slave's throat, but didn't pull it out, leaving it there.

Sure enough, after circling twice, the butterfly returned to the flower, and Maria continued to slowly reach out.

"Oh..."

Sisfani let out a soft sigh and continued thrusting into the slave girl's mouth.

The slave girl, who hadn't breathed for a full half-minute, her face flushed red, desperately wanted to cough but had to suppress it. She had witnessed a slave girl cough a few times while performing oral sex on the prince and was subsequently sent to be a military prostitute. Having heard some horrific tales, she preferred hell to being sent to be a military prostitute.

A while later, Maria's hand drew closer and closer to the butterfly. She was just a hair's breadth away; her hand was now only 10 centimeters from the butterfly. Although this wasn't an ideal distance, she had caught many butterflies at this distance.

With lightning speed, Maria deftly pinched the butterfly's closed wings with two fingers. She had done this countless times; for a fleeting moment, she could even feel her hand touching the butterfly.

But in a fraction of a second, the butterfly sensed the danger and, with the same deft movement, flapped its wings and flew away.

Maria watched helplessly as it fluttered freely in the air.

"Oh, damn butterfly,"

Sisfani cursed everything that displeased his sister.

At the same time, after a tremor, he released his first ejaculation of the day into the slave girl's mouth. The thick liquid choked her, and the violent physical reaction made her cough, which she had been trying so hard to suppress, impossible to bear.

"Cough...cough..."

Although it was only a few soft coughs, it still drew an angry glare from Sisfani.

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't mean to,"

the slave girl quickly explained, and hurriedly took Sisfani's penis back into her mouth, cleaning it obsequiously. While cleaning, she wore a fawning smile, indicating how much she enjoyed what she was doing.

For a young body, ejaculating once was nothing. Under the lustful slave girl's oral service, Sisfani's penis quickly swelled again, but this could not offset the punishment the slave girl deserved for her mistake.

A sudden urge to urinate made him think of an excellent punishment.

"Don't move, you lowly slave,"

Sisfani said.

The slave girl didn't understand what he meant, but she obediently stopped her oral movements, letting the prince's large penis remain in her mouth.

Having just ejaculated, Sisfani couldn't urinate for a long time. The slave girl was wondering what was going on after holding it in for so long when suddenly she felt the penis throb in her mouth, and a stream of foul-smelling liquid poured into her mouth.

"Oh...oh..."

Finally, she released, and the brief pleasure made Sisfani cry out in comfort.

The slave girl finally understood what was happening; she felt like she had become a toilet, allowing someone else to relieve themselves there. Endless humiliation surged into her heart. She had once been a count, she had owned many slaves, but now, she herself had become a slave, a slave used as a toilet. She dared not resist, not even dared to shake her head.

"Glug, glug,"

the slave girl obediently drank the urine.

"Hmm..."

Sisfani finally felt a little satisfied, patting the female slave's head in approval.

"Go stand over there."

He pointed to the windowsill and said to the female slave.

The slave walked to the windowsill, placed her hands on it, and raised her full buttocks high: "Please enjoy, Master."

As a slave, she had long since learned how to please her master, and she knew exactly what made her most attractive; few men could resist the allure of her round, full buttocks.

Sisfani walked behind her, not rushing to penetrate her, but admiring the body before him.

What an ideal slave she was! She possessed a near-perfect figure, a noble air, silky smooth skin, and such a lewd posture.

"If this were Maria, it would be..."

As he looked, he seemed to see his sister's body before him.

He loved Maria; he deeply loved his sister. He loved her more than anything else, including the throne. If he could choose, he would rather have Maria as his wife than become emperor.

But there were no "what ifs"; the fact was the fact: Maria was his sister, the princess of the empire.

Even with all his power, even if he became emperor, he could never have Maria, never…

“Brother…”

Sisfani, lost in thought, was interrupted by Maria’s voice.

Maria had seen him standing at the window, calling out and waving at him. However, due to the angle, Maria couldn’t see the female slave kneeling in front of her brother.

Sisfani waved to Maria, who skipped off to play elsewhere.

Watching Maria’s departing figure, Sisfani’s penis grew even larger. “Damn…”

His thick penis, without any lubrication, plunged into the female slave’s dry anus.

“Ah…”

The female slave hadn’t expected her master to want her anus; caught off guard, she cried out in pain.

Sisfani ignored her; the dry, narrow anus exerted even more pressure on his penis, which was exactly what he craved.

“You slut, your asshole is really tight.”

Sisfani, while engrossed in his work, also reached around to the female slave’s chest, playing with her nearly perfect breasts.

This female slave must have known the saying, "Life is like rape; if you can't resist, then enjoy it." Although it was her anus that was being penetrated, she gradually got into the mood.

"Ah... Master, you're so good..."

These moans weren't faked; the secretions in her rectum lubricated Sisfani's penis, making his movements easier. Despite the slight lubrication, each thrust of his penis turned open and pulled in the tender flesh of her anus, and with repeated thrusts, some of the torn wounds began to bleed.

"Oh, oh, this little asshole is so good... Ah... No, it's coming... Squeeze tight..."

Hearing this, the female slave quickly contracted her sphincter muscles, and her small brown anus, like a small mouth, tightly gripped Sisfani's penis.

The immense pressure temporarily prevented his ejaculation, but it brought even more intense pleasure. When the pleasure accumulated to its peak, it finally erupted like a volcano.

"Shoot, shoot... Ah..."

"Sizzle..."

Milky white semen filled the female slave's rectum.

Sisfani's ejaculation had exhausted all his energy; his arms and legs were weak, and he had to collapse onto the beautifully curved back of the female slave.

"Ah, ah..."

Sisfani gasped, letting saliva drip onto the slave's back.

The slave was in great pain; it wasn't just the prince whose legs were weak, hers were trembling too. She could no longer bear the prince's weight, but she was still struggling to hold on.

"No, I don't want to be a military prostitute."

This belief sustained her, but the body has its limits; she had reached the brink of collapse, and it looked like she was about to kneel on the ground.

"Oh, you lowly slave, you did a good job today."

Sisfani finally stood up.

Just as the slave was about to kneel, she finally felt the pressure on her body lift.

"Thank God,"

the slave murmured to herself.

Sisfani returned to the bedside and collapsed weakly, while the slave quickly went over and carefully cleaned the remaining filth from his penis.

"Alright, get out,"

Sisfani said.

Having just ejaculated twice, even with his youth and the skilled oral sex of the alluring female slave, his penis remained unresponsive.

The female slave silently dressed, opened the door a crack, and left the room.

"Drekais."

Hearing the prince's call, Derekais hurried into the room. "What are your orders, Master?"

he asked.

"Send that female slave to be a military prostitute,"

the prince commanded in a cold, emotionless voice.

"Wh...what?"

Derekais wondered if he had misheard. The female slave who had just left was so beautiful that even he, a man no longer truly a man, was captivated by her, and the prince had ordered her to be sent to be a military prostitute.

"What, do I need to repeat the order?"

"Yes, Master."

This time, Derekais didn't hesitate, because he knew that if he hesitated again, his own fate would be worse than the female slave's.

Sisfani didn't dislike the female slave; he simply believed that slaves who made mistakes must be punished. After some time, perhaps he could bring this female slave back to his side, if he could still remember her.

Having satisfied his desires, Sisfani put on his clothes and called Drexels to go to the slave market, one of his usual hobbies.

He liked Drexels very much, not only because they were close in age, but also because Drexels was very intelligent and could remember many things, something he couldn't do. Therefore, he needed a mobile brain like Drexels, and this mobile brain was usually taciturn and never asked questions—it was perfect.

After walking around the slave market, Sisfani didn't find anything good and walked out disappointed.

Just as he was about to leave, a casual glance caught his eye.

In a corner of the market, a middle-aged man was sitting with a little girl.

Although the little girl was thin and dirty, Sisfani could still see from her features that she looked a lot like Maria. At first, he only thought there was a slight resemblance, but the more he looked, the more similar they seemed.

The prince stopped, and Dereks had to stop as well. He looked at the prince strangely, not understanding why the prince was staring at a dirty, thin little girl.

Dereks then looked at the middle-aged man and the girl. They seemed to have been sitting here when they entered the market, and judging from their appearance, they didn't seem to be selling slaves. But since the prince was interested, he still went over.

Seeing someone approaching, the middle-aged man quickly stood up, "Sir... hello.

"

"Will you sell this girl?"

Drekes asked directly.

"...Sell."

Seemingly after much deliberation, the middle-aged man finally squeezed out the word.

"How much?"

"Sir, you see, if my family weren't so poor and I couldn't afford to raise this child, I would never sell her. You can give me whatever you think is fair." The

middle-aged man said with a mournful face.

Drekes glanced back at the prince, and Sisfani nodded without speaking.

"Thud!"

A bag of gold coins was thrown in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stretched out trembling hands and carefully opened the money bag. Instantly, his eyes shone with disbelief: "Gold...it's gold...Heavens, it's gold! Ah..."

For a poor man like him, even copper coins were rare, let alone gold coins!

"Thank you, thank you, sir!"

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

Because these gold coins were enough to buy a very good slave in this market, while his initial expectation was only to buy a few silver coins, he was quite satisfied. He never expected to receive a whole bag of gold coins, containing more than 20 gold coins. If he was frugal, this money would last him for several years.

"Alright, alright,"

Drexel waved impatiently, signaling the middle-aged man to leave.

"Daughter, from now on this gentleman is your master, you must be obedient!"

the middle-aged man said, pointing at Drexel.

"No, not me, but this gentleman,"

Drexel quickly stepped aside, making way for the prince behind her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought..."

the middle-aged man was about to say something more.

"You can go,"

Drexel said firmly.

The middle-aged man took one last look at the little girl, somewhat reluctant but also happy, and left.

Sitting in the carriage returning to the palace, Sisfani carefully observed the girl.

Like his sister, the girl had golden hair, but perhaps due to malnutrition, her hair appeared dry and messy. The girl had blue eyes, just like Maria's; below her small nose were pale lips.

"Oh my god, if Maria were a few years younger, everyone would think they were twins if you put them together,"

Sisfani thought to himself.

"What's your name?"

Sisfani asked.

The girl looked at him in fear and didn't answer immediately.

"Don't be afraid, what's your name?"

Sisfani lowered his voice and asked in a gentler tone.

"My name is Maria,"

the little girl answered timidly.

"What, you're also called Maria?"

Sisfani's pupils dilated.

"Perfect, perfect!"

he exclaimed. He had finally found a sister substitute; they not only looked alike but even had the same name.

His penis, which had just been drained by the female slave, was now stirring again in his trousers.

"How old are you?"

"Ten years old."

"Great!"

Sisfani smiled; he was truly happy. However, the slightly upturned corners of his mouth gave his smile an indescribable wickedness.

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