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  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 58

    Chapter 58: A Sword that Pierces the Stars!

    After what felt like an eternity, Ekaterina had finally arrived.

    The Crimson Valkyrie’s power was truly terrifying.

    The Holy See’s Auville headquarters was protected by a powerful barrier, but Ekaterina’s assault, though directed at the barrier, still sent shockwaves through the entire building, cracks spiderwebbed across the cathedral’s walls.

    This was the strength of the Crimson Valkyrie, a force Qin Chu couldn’t currently withstand.

    His smile vanished, replaced by a look of feigned concern. “What was that?”

    “Could it be… Demons attacking the city?”

    Augustus’s face darkened.

    It wasn’t Demons. It was a human.

    Someone dared to attack the Holy See? This was a direct challenge to his authority, an insult he wouldn’t tolerate.

    Loseweisse, recognizing Ekaterina’s power, was stunned.

    What had gotten into her? Why was she attacking the Holy See?

    Had she gone mad?

    Ekaterina, clad in her crimson armor, her greatsword, Flame Extinction, in hand, moved like a puppet, her movements stiff and mechanical.

    She had learned Qin Chu’s location from the guards at the Hero’s residence.

    That man, accompanied by Nikles and a contingent of soldiers, had gone to the Holy See.

    Hah…

    He was a cunning one.

    He had anticipated her retaliation, seeking refuge within the Holy See, hoping for Augustus’s protection.

    It was a smart move.

    The Crimson Valkyrie, a member of the Hero Squad… her titles might sound impressive, but compared to the Holy See, she was an insignificant ant.

    But if Qin Chu thought this would save him, he was sorely mistaken.

    Ignoring the bewildered stares of those around her, she marched towards the Holy See, her greatsword dragging across the ground, splitting the paved street cleanly in two.

    The patrolling soldiers, witnessing her approach, her eyes cold and lifeless, felt a shiver run down their spines. They didn’t dare to intervene.

    She reached the Holy See, her gaze fixed on the shimmering barrier that enveloped the headquarters. A cold smile touched her lips.

    She raised her greatsword for the first time.

    The surrounding Holy Knights, their faces a mixture of confusion and apprehension, watched as crimson flames erupted around her.

    She resembled a vengeful spirit, her body radiating intense heat. The stone beneath her feet melted, the air shimmering and distorting.

    Her red hair, whipped by the flames, danced wildly behind her, the fire spreading to the tips of her strands.

    She had abandoned all restraint, her Battle Qi surging uncontrollably. She didn’t care about exhaustion, about the consequences. Her power, like two fiery serpents, coiled around Flame Extinction, its energy channeled into the blade.

    The greatsword seemed to grow, its translucent form expanding.

    “Ekaterina, what are you doing…?” the captain of the Holy Knights shouted, his voice trembling.

    He was terrified.

    The Crimson Valkyrie’s power, unleashed, was overwhelming. The pressure suffocated him. He couldn’t believe someone dared to attack the Holy See.

    “This is the Holy See’s Auville headquarters! You can’t act so recklessly! Stand down, and our benevolent Pope might forgive your transgression.”

    He hoped to intimidate her with the Holy See’s authority, the Pope’s name.

    But his attempt failed.

    Ekaterina’s expression remained unchanged, her cold smile unwavering. She swung her greatsword downwards.

    “Star Shatter!”

    The forty-meter-long blade cleaved through the air.

    The world seemed to split in two.

    “Shit…”

    The Holy Knights, their composure shattered, cursed, scrambling to avoid the attack.

    The blade struck the barrier.

    A thunderous boom echoed across the city, shaking the very foundations of the buildings.

    Flames engulfed the barrier, dyeing it crimson.

    A shockwave rippled outwards, blasting the Holy Knights away, their bodies tumbling through the air before crashing to the ground.

    Buildings crumbled, the cobblestones beneath Ekaterina’s feet pulverized. A massive chasm, several meters wide and deep, opened up between her and the Holy See, the surrounding pavement shattered and cracked.

    The power of a single sword strike…

    This was the strength of a Valkyrie.

    If not for the barrier, this attack would have cleaved through the Holy See’s headquarters.

    Even the city’s thick walls would have crumbled before her might.

    The barrier shuddered, cracks appearing on its surface… then slowly healing. The Holy See’s most powerful defense held, but barely.

    Ekaterina smiled, unsurprised. She hadn’t expected to break the barrier with a single attack.

    But she was the Crimson Valkyrie.

    If one strike wasn’t enough, she would strike again and again, a hundred times, a thousand times, until it shattered.

    Crimson energy surged around Flame Extinction once more.

    Figures emerged from the Holy See, led by Augustus, the Pope.

    But Ekaterina ignored him.

    Her gaze was fixed on the man behind him, Qin Chu… Her heart skipped a beat, a strange sense of joy washing over her.

    Was it the joy of finally being able to kill him?

    He was the one who had destroyed her!

    Augustus stepped out of the barrier’s protection, Qin Chu following close behind.

    Her anger, her hatred, her despair… it all coalesced into a raging inferno, her eyes blazing with fiery intensity.

    Loseweisse was shouting something…

    Augustus was speaking…

    She ignored them all.

    At that moment, she only saw Qin Chu.

    She channeled every ounce of her power, every drop of her Battle Qi, into Flame Extinction.

    The greatsword vibrated, its metal humming, barely able to contain her power.

    The air around its tip crackled and hissed as it sliced through the atmosphere.

    She threw it, her arm snapping forward with incredible force.

    Flame Extinction, like a meteor, hurtled towards Qin Chu.

    This sword would pierce the stars!

    As the greatsword left her hand, a pang of regret, sharp and unexpected, pierced her heart.

    She felt a deep sense of loss, a desperate urge to recall the blade…

     

     

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 57

    Chapter 57: Is Augustus the Mastermind? 

    Qin Chu hadn’t fled.

    He and Angelica enjoyed a leisurely breakfast, then headed to the Holy See.

    This time, he didn’t sneak in. He entered openly, sending a Holy Knight to announce his arrival. Augustus, eager to please, rushed out to greet him personally.

    It had been the same in his previous life.

    Though the Hero’s position was significant, and both Wadsworth and Saint Monique desired his allegiance, they wouldn’t stoop to such blatant flattery. They were too proud, too conscious of their status.

    Augustus, however, was different. His enthusiasm was… unsettling.

    Augustus’s eyes gleamed as he saw Qin Chu.

    The Hero’s power had increased significantly.

    The aura of the first layer of Star Flame Battle Qi, still unstable, flickered around him, sparks occasionally dancing among his hair.

    Augustus estimated Qin Chu’s level to be around ten, a weakling compared to him, a mere toad he could crush with a single finger.

    But considering that Qin Chu had only arrived a few days ago and had begun his Battle Qi training yesterday afternoon, his progress was astonishing.

    He was indeed the Hero.

    Even Augustus, a prodigy in his own right, hadn’t progressed so rapidly. Even the First Hero’s talent paled in comparison.

    Qin Chu’s talent and power filled Augustus with both excitement and apprehension.

    If he could control this Hero, he would gain a significant advantage in his struggle against the gods.

    But such talent, such power… controlling him wouldn’t be easy.

    If Augustus knew that Qin Chu was only revealing a fraction of his true power, his excitement and apprehension would be replaced by terror.

    Augustus suppressed his thoughts, his face a mask of welcoming warmth. He invited Qin Chu inside, offering him tea served by a beautiful nun.

    “Hero-sama, what brings you to the Holy See today?” he asked, his voice gentle.

    Qin Chu considered his words carefully. “Pope Augustus, I request that you remove the restriction on Angelica’s neck.”

    As expected.

    Augustus, seemingly unsurprised, nodded slowly.

    “Hero-sama, I’m afraid that’s not possible.”

    The voice came from the doorway.

    It was Loseweisse.

    Someone had informed her of Qin Chu’s arrival. Her influence within the Holy See was considerable.

    She didn’t want Angelica’s restriction removed. It would complicate her plans.

    “Angelica is a convicted criminal,” Loseweisse said, her voice smooth and controlled. “It’s only through the Hero’s generosity that she remains by his side…”

    In reality, it was because the Hero had a maid fetish, but that wasn’t a suitable explanation. She had to maintain a semblance of decorum.

    “She cursed the other Holy Maiden candidates. She’s dangerous. If her restriction is removed, I fear she might harm the Hero.”

    Angelica listened silently.

    She didn’t bother refuting Loseweisse’s accusations.

    As long as her master trusted her, the opinions of others were irrelevant. She only cared about his approval, his affection.

    She glanced at Loseweisse, a hint of mockery in her gaze. This beautiful woman, this Holy Maiden, was a clown in her eyes.

    Loseweisse shuddered, her anger flaring.

    That bitch! She was mocking her? Who did she think she was?

    A woman she had once controlled, tormented, humiliated… now dared to look down on her?

    Their gazes locked, two pairs of golden eyes clashing.

    The air crackled with tension, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.

    The surrounding nuns exchanged nervous glances, their silence thick with apprehension.

    Augustus, however, observed the scene with amusement. The more tension between Angelica and Loseweisse, the better.

    He didn’t want Loseweisse getting close to Qin Chu. Her bloodline was… tainted.

    Qin Chu, seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere, tapped his fingers against the armrest. “I don’t know the details of what happened in the past, and I’m not particularly interested.”

    “But Angelica is my woman. Understand?”

    Angelica is my woman!

    Augustus’s eyes widened slightly, a knowing smile spreading across his lips.

    He understood.

    After all this time, if Qin Chu hadn’t touched Angelica… well, he would have questioned the Hero’s virility. For a man with a maid fetish, Angelica was undeniably alluring.

    In reality, Qin Chu hadn’t touched her…

    Angelica blushed, her gaze softening, her previous defiance melting away.

    Loseweisse, though victorious in their silent confrontation, felt no joy. She had lost, and she knew it.

    That bastard, Qin Chu… he had claimed to be attracted to her, even intimidated by her beauty, but he had turned around and… defiled Angelica.

    Hah… Men…

    Except for Jie Luo, they were all the same.

    Qin Chu smiled, his mind occupied with another matter.

    Ekaterina should be waking up soon…

    It was a pity he couldn’t witness her breakdown. It would have been… satisfying.

    He had chosen to visit the Holy See today for two reasons: to remove Angelica’s restriction and to seek refuge.

    He knew Ekaterina’s temper. When she woke up, naked, in his room, the evidence of their encounter undeniable… she would explode.

    The Stunning Love potion might have induced some affection for him, but such a powerful emotional shock would negate its effects. She would storm the Hero’s residence, her greatsword in hand, ready to kill.

    She wouldn’t listen to his explanations. She would attack without hesitation.

    Though his power was growing, he wasn’t a match for her, not yet. And revealing his full strength wasn’t an option. That was his trump card, to be used only when absolutely necessary.

    He needed someone to restrain Ekaterina. Augustus, with his eagerness to please, was the perfect… tool.

    Surely Augustus wouldn’t allow the Hero to be killed within the Holy See?

    He didn’t know why Augustus was so eager to gain his favor, but it was likely for his own selfish reasons. Qin Chu didn’t mind using him in return.

    If it wasn’t part of his plan, he wouldn’t have touched Ekaterina.

    Augustus, unaware of Qin Chu’s thoughts, pondered for a moment.

    “Hero-sama, it’s not that I’m unwilling to help, but Angelica’s case was judged by the Inquisition. Their verdicts are rarely overturned. To remove her restriction, we need a review, and that’s… difficult.”

    Though he was the Pope, he didn’t have absolute authority within the Holy See.

    Others shared his power.

    The Inquisition’s leader was Douglas, the Cardinal, the Holy See’s second most powerful figure. He was ruthless and ambitious, a former rival for the papacy.

    Even if Augustus requested it, Douglas would likely refuse.

    This wasn’t a matter of unwillingness but of political complexities.

    “Without a valid reason, I can’t remove her restriction.”

    The old fox!

    Qin Chu understood. Augustus needed a justification, a reason to bypass the Inquisition.

    He had prepared for this.

    “Yesterday afternoon, my beloved maid was kidnapped.”

    “The kidnappers were two women dressed in crimson nun’s habits, identical to the Holy See’s, except for the color…” He deliberately changed the color from black to red.

    “That’s impossible…” Loseweisse blurted out before she could stop herself.

    “Why is it impossible?” Qin Chu asked, feigning confusion.

    Loseweisse realized her mistake, her teeth biting into her lip as she scrambled for an explanation. “Crimson is the color worn by the Inquisition’s nuns. They rarely leave the Holy See…”

    She hadn’t considered the possibility of the kidnapping itself. Her focus was on the red habits.

    Though Qin Chu knew she was behind it, her words had betrayed her.

    “Lady Loseweisse, can you guarantee that every single nun remains within the Holy See?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

    Loseweisse fell silent. She was certain the Inquisition wasn’t involved. Maggie and Sana were her and Douglas’s personal assassins.

    But she couldn’t reveal that.

    Augustus glanced at her, his suspicions growing. But he didn’t press the matter. “Is that so? What happened?”

    “They tried to force Angelica to poison me with a pink potion. They wanted to control my mind.”

    “Despite their torture, she refused. Then they produced a scroll containing a mental magic spell, Mind Control, attempting to turn her into their puppet.”

    Loseweisse remained silent, her gaze lowered.

    “Angelica, unwilling to betray me, attempted suicide…”

    “Then how did she survive?” Augustus asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

    “A mysterious person intervened, rescuing her.”

    “A mysterious person?” Loseweisse’s eyes narrowed. “We must thank this individual. Without them, the Hero’s maid would be dead.”

    Qin Chu shrugged. “Angelica didn’t see their face. They were wearing a hooded robe. But their voice sounded like an elderly man. A warrior, judging by their fighting style. They killed the two nuns with their bare hands.”

    He offered vague, misleading clues, hoping to sow discord between Loseweisse and Augustus.

    He was certain Loseweisse would connect the dots, drawing her own conclusions.

    As expected, Loseweisse fell silent, her brow furrowed in thought.

    The person who had killed the nuns wasn’t Qin Chu. He hadn’t left the residence, and he wasn’t strong enough to defeat Maggie and Sana.

    The hooded robe indicated a desire to conceal their identity.

    An elderly man… with a deep voice?

    Augustus fit the description.

    Though he was only fifty, his obsession with magic had taken a toll on his body, making him appear much older.

    But Augustus was a mage. The killer had used physical force…

    But with Augustus’s power, even his staff could easily crush Maggie and Sana.

    He must have been disguising his true abilities!

    It was human nature to seek confirmation of their suspicions, to interpret information in a way that reinforced their beliefs.

    Augustus was behind it.

    The Pope had not only stolen the treasures from his room, but he had also killed Maggie and Sana.

    His motive was clear: he wanted to prevent her from controlling Qin Chu.

    He was even trying to replace her as the Holy Maiden with Angelica.

    Angelica’s claim about the red habits must have been Augustus’s doing. He would likely use the need for secrecy as an excuse to remove Angelica’s restriction…

    Augustus’s expression turned serious. “Hero-sama, I apologize, but those two nuns might not be from the Holy See. It’s possible they were impostors. However, I urge you to keep this matter confidential…”

    After all, revealing this incident would damage the Holy See’s reputation. Qin Chu readily agreed.

    “Angelica’s willingness to sacrifice herself rather than betray you proves her loyalty. Therefore, I will remove her restriction,” Augustus declared.

    See, I was right!

    Loseweisse smiled inwardly. Her suspicions were confirmed.

    Augustus’s next move would be to restore Angelica’s reputation, to expose her past misdeeds, to remove her from her position as the Holy Maiden. She wouldn’t allow it.

    She was convinced: Augustus was the mastermind!

    The poor Pope had no idea that he had been framed.

    Augustus approached Angelica, who stood up, her face flushed with anticipation.

    This restriction had bound her for years.

    Finally, she would be free, able to assist her master in more ways than just serving him.

    Augustus reached for the black collar, his withered fingers outstretched.

    A thunderous boom, like an earthquake, shook the Holy See.

    Even within the cathedral, the tremors were palpable.

    A wave of fiery energy, like a tsunami, swept through the building, cracks spreading across the walls.

    The Crimson Valkyrie had arrived!

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 56

    Chapter 56: Tainted

    A hat? She never wore hats!

    She tossed it aside, her gaze sweeping across the room. Judging by the decor, this was Qin Chu’s room.

    Why was she here? And why was she lying on the floor?

    Her mind was too foggy to process the situation. She needed to wash her face, to clear her head.

    She got up, a sharp pain shooting through her body.

    Her legs felt weak, her muscles aching. She stumbled towards the bathroom, her bare feet slapping against the cold floor.

    She splashed cold water on her face, rinsing her mouth. It helped, but not enough.

    Her stomach churned, her throat constricted. She vomited, the bathroom filling with a foul stench.

    After a prolonged bout of dry heaving, she finally felt better.

    Her mind, slowly clearing, began to piece together the fragments of her memories.

    She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, her face pale, but her skin, beaded with water droplets, seemed clearer, smoother than before.

    Then, she noticed something strange. She tilted her head, exposing her neck. There were marks, faint but undeniable, on her delicate skin…

    She touched them, her expression turning puzzled. What were those marks? They looked like…

    Hickeys?

    Which bastard had taken advantage of her while she was drunk?

    Fury surged through her. She would kill whoever had dared to touch her without her consent!

    This was Qin Chu’s room. Could it be…?

    That damn fool! She had dismissed him as a spineless coward, but it seemed she had underestimated his audacity.

    She couldn’t kill him, not yet. They still needed him to resurrect Jie Luo. But a good beating… that was acceptable.

    She stormed out of the bathroom, intending to confront him, but her legs buckled, the pain almost sending her crashing to the floor. She examined her body, her heart sinking.

    She was naked, her skin covered in marks.

    Her reflection in the mirror stared back at her, her face pale with shock.

    Her body trembled as fragmented memories surfaced, images that filled her with terror. She rushed towards the bed, her movements frantic.

    Her armor lay discarded on the floor.

    Her strong, athletic body seemed to lose all its strength. She collapsed onto the floor, her body shaking uncontrollably.

    More memories flooded her mind, each image intensifying her despair.

    She remembered embracing Qin Chu, her body pressed against his.

    She remembered…

    She remembered…

    He had taken everything from her, her most precious treasure.

    She only remembered his touch, his violation, not her own actions, her own desire.

    She loved Jie Luo. He was the only man who held a place in her heart. Even the other members of the Hero Squad were just comrades, their bond purely platonic.

    She had intended to offer her heart, her body, her everything to Jie Luo. Now, she was broken, defiled.

    Even if they resurrected him, how could she face him? How could she stand by his side?

    She was tainted!

    Her mind shattered, her spirit broken.

    Her eyes, once vibrant and fiery, were now dull and lifeless, reflecting the emptiness within her.

    The world had lost its color.

    All that remained was a suffocating darkness.

    Her body trembled, her stomach churning, her heart aching. But the physical pain paled in comparison to the emotional agony. Tears streamed down her face.

    She felt like a hollow shell, her soul extinguished.

    She hated herself.

    She hated that she hadn’t confessed her feelings to Jie Luo when he was alive.

    She hated her weakness, her fondness for alcohol. If she hadn’t been drunk, Qin Chu wouldn’t have been able to take advantage of her.

    She sat motionless, a lifeless doll. Time lost all meaning. Then, she grabbed her hair, her fingers digging into her scalp, pulling with all her might.

    “Aaaaaaaaaaah!”

    Her scream, raw and primal, echoed through the room.

    Strands of her red hair, ripped from her scalp, littered the floor.

    She was punishing herself, seeking to drown out the memories with physical pain.

    But it wasn’t enough.

    Her usual boldness, her fiery spirit, was gone. The Valkyrie was now a broken woman, her hair a tangled mess. She scrambled to her feet, bracing herself against the wall, her forehead slamming against the hard surface.

    Bang… Bang… Bang…

    The room shook, cracks spreading across the wall, plaster raining down. The entire building seemed to groan under her assault, threatening to collapse.

    Anyone witnessing this scene would doubt that this crazed woman was the legendary Valkyrie.

    She stopped, her forehead bruised and bloodied. She had hoped to knock herself unconscious, to wake up and find that it had all been a nightmare.

    But she couldn’t escape. Each impact only sharpened her awareness, her shame, her self-loathing.

    It hurt. Why did it hurt so much?

    She sobbed, her body trembling, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, seeking comfort, but finding only a bone-chilling coldness.

    After a while, she stumbled into the bathroom, scrubbing her body with frantic movements, trying to wash away the feeling of defilement.

    She retrieved her armor and undergarments, dressing slowly, each piece a reminder of her lost innocence.

    She grabbed her greatsword, Flame Extinction, the symbol of her glory as the Crimson Valkyrie. The tip dragged across the floor, its metal scraping against the stone, sparks showering down.

    The floor split cleanly in two.

    Her eyes, once fiery red, were now dull and lifeless.

    She was tainted.

    She could wash away the physical evidence, but the stain on her soul would remain forever.

    No matter how hard she scrubbed, she couldn’t undo what had been done.

    Her dream of marrying Jie Luo, of becoming his bride, was shattered. To offer him this broken body, to allow him to touch her… it would be a desecration.

    She felt like a disgrace, her very existence a burden. Every breath, every heartbeat, was a reminder of her shame.

    She thought about death.

    She wanted to plunge Flame Extinction into her stomach, to end her suffering.

    But first, she had one task to complete:

    Kill Qin Chu!

    That bastard had taken advantage of her, pushing her into this abyss of despair. He would pay with his life.

    Consumed by pain and hatred, she forgot that he was a crucial part of their plan, that they needed his power to defeat the Demons. Without him, even a resurrected Jie Luo wouldn’t be a match for the Eternal Monarch, Nagath. He would be slaughtered again.

    She forgot about her own role in the plan, her own willingness to use him and then discard him, to drain his blood for their own selfish desires.

    Hatred consumed her, eclipsing all reason.

    The door to Qin Chu’s bedroom exploded inwards.

    The walls, already cracked and damaged from her earlier rampage, crumbled further. The floor, scored by her greatsword, threatened to collapse.

    She searched for him, her eyes blazing with fury, but he was gone.

    Even the guards who had been assigned to protect him had vanished.

    Had he fled, anticipating her wrath?

    He couldn’t hide forever.

    She would find him, even if it meant scouring the ends of the earth.

     

     

     

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 55

    Chapter 55: The Colors of Nature

    Was Angelica, his little maid, interested in… that sort of thing?

    This disobedient maid needed some… discipline.

    Qin Chu understood. Angelica was jealous.

    He had to appease her… but he wasn’t good at handling women… He pondered, trying to recall how the womanizers on Earth handled such situations.

    Her master had never made any advances towards her. Their two kisses had been initiated by her. She had been the one who had chosen to follow him…

    But now he was with Ekaterina.

    The thought filled Angelica with a painful ache.

    She knew he was the Hero, a person of high status. She was fortunate to be his maid. And with his identity and his immense potential, he would attract even more exceptional women in the future.

    She understood this.

    She had thought she wouldn’t mind, but now, witnessing this situation firsthand, she realized the depth of her pain.

    Perhaps she cared for him more than she had realized.

    She had trembled with fear when she had learned about what had transpired between her master and Ekaterina. She knew such things were common among the powerful in the Heavenly Continent, but she couldn’t help but worry that he would no longer need her, that Ekaterina would replace her.

    Ekaterina was beautiful, strong, and accomplished.

    And she… she was just a maid.

    A lowly maid had no right to question her master’s actions. It would displease him.

    She knew she shouldn’t have said anything, but she couldn’t help it. Her heart was in turmoil. She regretted her words, fearing that she had angered him.

    He didn’t respond.

    His silence was agonizing.

    Her shoulders shook with fear. She felt like a criminal awaiting judgment, her scalp tingling with dread.

    She peeked at him, trying to gauge his mood. Was he angry? Would he punish her, perhaps hang her upside down and whip her… He was a terrifying man.

    But to her surprise, his expression was calm. He was even smiling…

    His smile made her feel… embarrassed.

    She stamped her foot. “Master, why… why are you laughing?”

    He wasn’t angry. Thank goodness.

    He chuckled, raising his hand. He hesitated for a moment, then ruffled her green hair playfully.

    She swatted his hand away, her cheeks puffing out. “Master, what are you doing?”

    He tilted his head, his expression amused.

    “Are you an idiot?”

    “What? An idiot?” She defended her intelligence. “I’m not an idiot! I’m smart! I wouldn’t have been chosen as a Holy Maiden candidate if I was stupid. And I was one of the best among the four candidates. I’m definitely not an idiot!”

    “Then stop overthinking things.”

    “You heard Nikles and the others. It’s embarrassing, but I was the one who was… dragged into the room.”

    Though the roles had reversed once they were inside.

    But he wouldn’t tell her that.

    Angelica thought about it. He was right. According to Nikles, Ekaterina had been drunk, barging into his room. He had tried to leave, but she had dragged him back.

    Had she misjudged him?

    Then, his expression turned serious.

    “Angelica…”

    “I said it before, and I’ll say it again.”

    “You’re the only one I trust in this world. Understand?”

    “No matter what happens, no matter how much time passes, you’ll always have a place by my side.”

    She placed her hand over her heart, struggling to suppress her smile.

    This was all she had wanted, his reassurance, his promise.

    “At least for now, you’re the most important person to me.”

    She was worrying over nothing.

    There was no possibility of a relationship between him and Loseweisse or Ekaterina.

    Physical intimacy, perhaps, but no emotional connection. Only hatred.

    His words comforted her, her smile widening. “But Master, why haven’t you ever…”

    She was more relaxed now, but she still had questions.

    Was it her body? Was she not attractive enough?

    It would be a blow to her ego. Despite being a maid, she was confident in her appearance.

    “It’s not that. I just don’t want to hurt you,” he said, shaking his head. “You’re beautiful…”

    “I’m happy to have you by my side.”

    “I’m a man. Of course I have… thoughts.”

    His honesty made her blush.

    “But when you first arrived, you were covered in injuries…”

    “And yesterday… how could I take advantage of you in that state? It would have hurt.”

    Her cheeks burned, her heart pounding. He did find her attractive. He was just being considerate, caring, protecting her.

    Her golden eyes, filled with adoration, gazed at him. Meeting him was the greatest blessing in her life.

    He sighed, relieved that he had appeased her. He patted her head. “Go change your clothes. We’re going to the Holy See.”

    “Why?”

    She was apprehensive about visiting that place.

    He had warned her not to mention yesterday’s incident. If anyone asked, she was to claim that a mysterious person had saved her, but she didn’t know their identity. She didn’t understand why they had to go to the Holy See.

    He touched the collar around her neck. “It’s time to remove your shackles…”

    Meanwhile, it was midday.

    Ekaterina groaned, her head pounding.

    Had she truly overindulged last night?

    She was awake, but her eyelids felt heavy, her body aching as if she had endured a grueling battle, even more exhausting than her fight with the Raging Gorilla.

    Her throat was dry, a sticky feeling that made her uncomfortable.

    Her mouth tasted foul. She had definitely drunk too much.

    Alcohol might be enjoyable in the moment, but the hangover was a cruel mistress.

    But she was also confused. Her alcohol tolerance was legendary. She could outdrink any human, even most Demons.

    She vaguely remembered consuming… three or four barrels of liquor? Or was it five or six?

    It wasn’t that much.

    She had once emptied an entire tavern’s stock. This was nothing to her.

    As a Valkyrie, her Battle Qi constantly circulated within her body, quickly metabolizing the alcohol. Her drunken state never lasted long.

    Her head throbbed. She lifted an arm, massaging her temples, her eyes fluttering open.

    She saw an unfamiliar ceiling. Her blurry vision caught a glimpse of a messy room, a strange scent lingering in the air…

    And a hat, resting on the bedside table, its design… nature-themed?

    A hat?

    She never wore hats!

     

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 54

    Chapter 54: Another Shaye

    Whether it was a magic manual or a Battle Qi technique, the principle of cultivation remained the same:

    Easy in the beginning, increasingly difficult as you progressed.

    The higher the tier, the greater the challenge.

    Star Flame, the Battle Qi technique Ekaterina practiced, was one of the highest-tier techniques in the Heavenly Continent. Very few techniques surpassed it in power, and its difficulty was legendary.

    Firstly, talent alone disqualified most aspiring practitioners. Star Flame demanded exceptional aptitude.

    Qin Chu had no issues in that regard. His talent had been amplified after his rebirth.

    But even with his prodigious talent and his past life’s experience, mastering the first layer in a single afternoon was already pushing his limits. Reaching the second layer would normally take at least a month.

    However, during his… encounter… with Ekaterina, he had felt her fiery Battle Qi surging into his body, stimulating his own weaker energy, accelerating its circulation, its volume increasing with each cycle.

    In just three hours, he had almost reached the threshold of the second layer.

    Even now, his body hummed with residual energy.

    He wouldn’t waste this opportunity. He closed his eyes, focusing his mind, guiding the chaotic energy within him, channeling it into his Battle Origin, attempting to break through to the next level.

    Waves of heat radiated from his body.

    The temperature in the room rose steadily. The moonlight, streaming through the window, shimmered and distorted in the heated air.

    His skin, flushed crimson, resembled a heated iron. Wisps of steam rose from his head. Power, raw and untamed, surged beneath his skin, his muscles bulging and contorting.

    Almost there… just a little more…

    His breath, hot and heavy, turned into flickering flames.

    Not enough…

    He could sense the barrier, the final obstacle separating him from the next level. But he couldn’t break through.

    Every pore in his body opened, drawing in the ambient elemental energy. He became the eye of a storm, a vortex of swirling energy, absorbing the power around him.

    The curtains billowed, the magical chandelier swayed, though there was no wind in the room.

    If he didn’t have his past life’s experience, he would have patiently absorbed the ambient energy, a slow and arduous process that could take a week or more.

    But now, he knew what he needed. A surge of potent energy, a catalyst to shatter the barrier.

    Loseweisse’s generous gift: the Saint Quartz.

    He retrieved three pieces from a storage ring.

    With a series of sharp cracks, he crushed them simultaneously. The Saint Quartz’s energy, pure and potent, erupted outwards, filling the room, creating a miniature energy storm.

    He stood at the storm’s center, the floor beneath him cracking under the strain. The energy surged into his Battle Origin, expanding its capacity.

    Meanwhile, Shaye, hovering in mid-air, observed Qin Chu’s progress, a knowing smile on her lips.

    He might not understand why Ekaterina had lost control, but she knew.

    The Stunning Love she had given him was a modified version… but not the true Stunning Love.

    She had added her own twist, infusing it with a touch of her Lust Authority, amplifying its potency.

    The Lust Authority, combined with the alcohol’s effects, had induced a powerful hallucination, making Ekaterina mistake Qin Chu for Jie Luo.

    It had also amplified her emotions, her love for Jie Luo magnified to an overwhelming degree.

    These factors had led to the events of the previous night.

    And Qin Chu’s surge in power was also a consequence of the Lust Authority. Super-tier Abilities were complex, each possessing unique and often unpredictable effects.

    The stronger he became, the more she recovered.

    She didn’t know what their relationship would become once she regained her independence, but for now, his strength was her strength.

    Another Shaye wouldn’t tolerate her existence. Only one of them could remain in this world.

    But it seemed her potion-making skills needed improvement.

    Though Ekaterina had reacted as expected, she had almost regained her senses several times. Shaye had intervened, subtly manipulating her thoughts, keeping her mind clouded.

    She needed to analyze the potion, to identify the flaws. She wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

    The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window.

    Qin Chu sat motionless, his body still, his breathing shallow.

    Then, his eyes snapped open, flames erupting from them for a moment before disappearing.

    He stood up, his hair standing on end, sparks dancing among the strands.

    He had finally reached the second layer.

    He checked his status panel.

    Level: 39

    Class: Hero

    Strength: 209

    Stamina: 142

    Agility: 163

    Spirit: 432

    Defense: 154

    Charm: 6

    His Strength had increased by thirty, Stamina by twenty, Agility by ten, and Defense by ten.

    Mastering Battle Qi techniques directly enhanced physical attributes. Though it wasn’t as efficient as Devourer, it was still a valuable method of improvement.

    He sensed someone outside his door.

    He closed his eyes, calming his aura, suppressing his Battle Qi to the first layer, then opened the door.

    Angelica stood outside, holding a set of clothes, a towel, a toothbrush, and other toiletries.

    She had been waiting for him.

    But her expression… she looked like she was about to cry.

    Despite her distress, she helped him wash and change, her movements gentle and efficient.

    “What’s wrong? Did someone bully you?” he asked, his words muffled by the toothbrush.

    “No one bullied Angelica, Master,” she replied softly, handing him a cup of water.

    But her trembling lips betrayed her emotions.

    She knew her master’s personality. He was cunning, even a little cruel. He had witnessed her suffering, remaining hidden until she had attempted suicide.

    He was suspicious, distrustful.

    She didn’t know what he had endured, but he trusted no one.

    Not Wadsworth, not Augustus, not Saint Monique, not the bold Ekaterina, not even the gentle Loseweisse…

    She was the only one he truly trusted.

    The thought filled her with a strange sense of pride. She was special to him.

    But then she frowned, her cheeks puffing out in frustration.

    She was pathetic.

    She had felt resentment towards him, but the knowledge that he trusted her had diminished those feelings.

    Angelica, Angelica… have some self-respect!

    She needed to remind him who was truly closest to him.

    She forced a frown, trying to convey her displeasure. “Master… last night… you and… and Lady Ekaterina… you… you…”

    Qin Chu froze, swallowing his toothpaste. “How did you know?”

    “Nikles and the others were talking about it…”

    Damn it!

    Those gossipmongers!

    They had taken his money and were still spreading rumors.

    Angelica blushed, her fingers twisting the hem of her maid uniform. “Master… you’ve never… done those things… with Angelica…”

     

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 53

    Chapter 53: Shattered 

    Ekaterina was beautiful, her body a masterpiece of temptation. She was a member of the Hero Squad, a Valkyrie. Angelica was just a lowly maid in the Heavenly Continent…

    But compared to Angelica, she felt… unworthy.

    Ekaterina’s mind spiraled, the man before her merging with Jie Luo’s image, their faces becoming one.

    Under normal circumstances, Qin Chu wouldn’t have touched her at this moment. It wasn’t that she wasn’t alluring. It was simply too dangerous. If she discovered what had happened when she woke up, she would unleash her fury, and he wouldn’t survive her wrath.

    But there was a way to handle this situation.

    Shaye, hovering above them, her face twisted into a sinister smile, observed the scene with amusement.

    Things were getting interesting.

    Qin Chu, his gaze cold and distant, watched Ekaterina like a king surveying his subject.

    His demeanor filled her with terror. She didn’t understand what she had done wrong, why her beloved looked at her with such coldness. She desperately tried to please him…

    Outside the bedroom, Nikles and his five men exchanged uneasy glances.

    This was… a private matter between the Hero and the Valkyrie Ekaterina.

    It wasn’t their place to interfere.

    But standing guard outside while those two were… enjoying themselves… It was a strange feeling.

    “Boss, shouldn’t we stop them?” one of the men asked hesitantly.

    “His Majesty specifically ordered us to prevent any woman, besides Angelica, from getting close to the Hero…”

    It was Wadsworth’s command.

    He couldn’t refuse Qin Chu’s choice of Angelica as his companion. It was a far better outcome than him falling for Loseweisse.

    But Wadsworth wasn’t content with this arrangement. He wanted to bind the Hero to the Empire, ensuring their control over him after the war.

    He planned to choose a virtuous and beautiful princess, sending her to live under the same roof as the Hero. A little… accidental intimacy… wouldn’t be unexpected.

    Of course, Augustus and Saint Monique had similar plans.

    The Empire, the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess, the Holy See… they were all the same.

    Their outward appearances, their claims of righteousness, couldn’t hide their true nature, their lust for power.

    Angelica, with her grudge against the Holy See, was difficult to control. Augustus was likely planning to replace her with another nun. And Saint Monique, unwilling to see the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess lose its influence after the war, was also scheming.

    Wadsworth’s primary concern was those two, and of course, the noblewomen.

    A noble family, allied with the Hero through marriage, could gain significant influence, potentially threatening the Empire’s authority.

    The crisis of a thousand years ago couldn’t be allowed to repeat itself.

    Lena Martithes and Nikles, tasked with protecting Qin Chu, were spending most of their time fending off women.

    They could handle the noblewomen and the nuns, but… they wouldn’t dare challenge Ekaterina.

    Her temper was legendary.

    She was a woman who could go toe-to-toe with a Raging Gorilla. And now, she was drunk. Interrupting her… activities… would be suicide.

    “Do you think your skull is tougher than a Raging Gorilla’s?” Nikles asked, his voice cold.

    The guard shrank back, his question answered.

    Ekaterina could crush his skull with her little finger.

    A crash echoed from within the bedroom.

    “What was that?” one of the men asked.

    Nikles’s face paled.

    “All men…”

    “Retreat thirty meters!”

    The sound… it was Ekaterina’s armor hitting the floor.

    Three hours later, the door opened, and Qin Chu emerged.

    He adjusted his clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles, his expression carefully neutral.

    Ekaterina would likely explode when she woke up.

    He saw the guards standing thirty meters away, a safe distance. Nikles was a smart man.

    He approached them, their gazes filled with admiration.

    The Hero had spent three hours with Ekaterina and had emerged unscathed. Impressive.

    Their admiration confused him, but he had more important matters to attend to.

    He pulled out a stack of banknotes, distributing a few to each guard.

    Nikles stared at the three thousand Mana in his hand, his voice filled with surprise. “Hero-sama, what is this…?”

    “You’ve worked hard. Take some time to relax. It’s on me.”

    He smiled knowingly, leaving the grateful guards behind.

    Money was the best way to buy loyalty.

    Though such loyalty was fickle and unreliable.

    He found an empty room, not to sleep, but to meditate.

    He could sense the Star Flame Battle Qi surging within him, eager to break through to the next level. He had only mastered the first layer that afternoon, but after his… encounter… with Ekaterina, he was on the verge of reaching the second layer.

     

     

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 52

    Chapter 52: Qin Chu or Jie Luo?

    Qin Chu stared at the empty vial rolling on the floor, his mind reeling.

    Was Ekaterina truly this… undisciplined?

    He was curious to see the potion’s effects.

    He snapped his fingers, summoning a small flame that melted the glass, leaving no trace. He didn’t want Loseweisse to find any clues.

    Perhaps she was truly drunk. After consuming the potion, Ekaterina remained silent, her head resting against his back, her breathing slow and even. She seemed to have fallen asleep.

    Only Shaye, hovering above him, her face twisted into a mischievous grin, watched Ekaterina with keen interest.

    At her peak, Shaye’s power had been immense. The Eternal Monarch, Nagath, might have been the Demon King in name, but she had been his equal in strength.

    The entire Hero Squad, excluding Qin Chu, wouldn’t have been a match for her.

    But opportunities to experiment on a Valkyrie like Ekaterina were rare.

    The original Stunning Love hadn’t satisfied her. And time was running out.

    She was eager to see the results of her modifications, the enhanced version of the potion.

    Witches, after all, loved to experiment, whether with magic or potions.

    Ekaterina wasn’t asleep.

    She was awake.

    But her mind was hazy, her head pounding. The sweet drink she had found in Qin Chu’s pocket had intensified the alcohol’s effects.

    Her thoughts felt sluggish, her movements clumsy.

    Every step filled her with a sense of instability, the world spinning around her.

    It should have been unpleasant, but… she found it strangely comforting. She felt like she was floating on a cloud, drifting effortlessly on the wind.

    Her alcohol tolerance seemed to have decreased.

    A few barrels of liquor wouldn’t have affected her before.

    She felt hot, her body burning with a feverish intensity. The heat made her restless, her thoughts racing.

    And then… a wave of sadness washed over her, an emptiness that made her want to cry, as if a part of her soul was missing. She didn’t understand why she felt this way.

    She glanced at the man carrying her, his broad back, his tall frame… He seemed to overlap with a figure from her memories, a phantom from her past.

    She tightened her grip on his chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles beneath his shirt. His body felt cool, a welcome contrast to the burning sensation within her.

    She held him tighter, refusing to let go.

    She wanted to stay with him forever… forever…

    She smiled, a blissful smile. She was happy… so happy… but… it wasn’t enough.

    She felt a void within her, a gaping hole in her soul that yearned to be filled.

    Qin Chu ignored her movements, attributing them to her drunken state.

    After over an hour, they reached the small gate near the residence.

    The guard, still faithfully performing his duty, stood at attention, awaiting their return.

    He sighed with relief as they approached. His shift was almost over.

    If his superiors discovered that he had allowed Qin Chu to leave the residence, he would be severely punished. He had taken a considerable risk for that one thousand Mana.

    He opened the gate without a word, urging them to enter quickly.

    The guards stationed outside Qin Chu’s bedroom were changing shifts.

    He seized the opportunity, slipping inside, depositing Ekaterina on the bed.

    He glanced at her. She was a fierce warrior, her personality more masculine than most men.

    But when drunk, she seemed… softer, more feminine.

    She wasn’t as delicate and graceful as Loseweisse, but her features were undeniably attractive. Combined with her impressive physique, she was a man’s dream, a true beauty… as long as she kept her mouth shut. Her personality, however, was a major deterrent.

    Even now, lying on the bed, her body writhing like a serpent, her cheeks flushed, her eyes hazy with desire, her lips slightly parted… she was alluring.

    Qin Chu felt a flicker of arousal, a purely physical response, devoid of any emotional attachment.

    He adjusted his expression, feigning confusion and annoyance, as he headed towards the door.

    Ekaterina, hearing his footsteps, watched him retreat, the emptiness within her intensifying.

    It was a painful ache, bringing tears to her eyes.

    The door creaked open.

    Six guards stood outside.

    “Ah, is it your shift, Nikles?” Qin Chu asked, forcing a smile.

    Nikles, his posture impeccable, his dark skin gleaming in the moonlight, his green eyes filled with surprise, replied, “Hero-sama, you’ve been training diligently all afternoon. Why not rest? If you need anything, just ask us…”

    “Oh, no, no, Nikles, you misunderstand,” Qin Chu said, shaking his head.

    “You know Lady Ekaterina. She loves her liquor. She’s… well, she’s drunk. And she’s… she’s taken over my room, my bed. I need to find another place to sleep… The smell of alcohol is unbearable.”

    Nikles understood.

    They had all heard about Ekaterina’s legendary drinking habits.

    But he hadn’t expected her to get drunk and occupy the Hero’s room on her first night… If she wasn’t so powerful, she wouldn’t even be qualified to be the Hero’s companion.

    He gave Qin Chu a sympathetic look.

    “I hope you find a comfortable room, Hero-sama. Perhaps Angelica’s room would be suitable…”

    He winked, his meaning clear. The other guards chuckled, their expressions knowing.

    Even Qin Chu smiled.

    But then, a sound, a stumbling, hurried gait, accompanied by the scent of alcohol, interrupted them. Someone grabbed his shirt.

    He turned. It was Ekaterina.

    But something was different. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy with desire, her lips slightly parted, her breath warm against his skin.

    Her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath.

    “Don’t go…”

    She pulled him back into the room, slamming the door shut. The guards outside exchanged bewildered glances.

    They envied the Hero. Such luck was beyond their reach.

    The Hero and a member of the Hero Squad, the Valkyrie Ekaterina…

    This wasn’t something they should get involved in.

    Qin Chu, dragged back to the bedside, was still confused. Before he could speak, Ekaterina’s arms wrapped around his neck.

    Her lips, hot and demanding, crashed against his.

    He heard her breathless whispers between kisses:

    “Jie Luo, love me…”

    Jie Luo?

    She was so drunk that she had mistaken him for Jie Luo?

    If he truly loved her, hearing another man’s name at this moment would have enraged him.

    But Qin Chu… he felt a thrill of excitement, a perverse sense of satisfaction.

     

  • As a villain, I just want them to behave 89

    Chapter 89: The Holy Maiden Chrissy

    Under the soft light of the study, black and white intertwined.

    Winnie’s black hair danced, revealing her fair and perfect body.

    Kailun couldn’t find a single flaw in her. No matter how carefully he observed, she was an incredibly alluring creature.

    With one hand on her smooth, fragrant shoulder and the other on her slender waist, Kailun adapted to Winnie’s rhythm and danced with her, swirling and twirling in the study.

    As a noble, although Kailun didn’t like dancing much, he still knew the basic steps.

    Compared to his past self, he preferred watching the girls dance in front of him.

    But now that he was participating, he discovered a different kind of pleasure.

    This special skin-to-skin contact increased his excitement. As they moved, their bodies pressed against each other, and he could enjoy every beautiful part of Winnie.

    She was like a doll in Kailun’s palm, constantly falling into his rhythm under his guidance.

    Perhaps the ordinary dance steps were too simple, so Kailun increased the difficulty. He made her spin, jump, and even lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder, making her stand on one leg.

    As a girl, Winnie possessed incredible flexibility. Even such difficult movements couldn’t trouble her. She could maintain her balance on just one leg.

    “Thump!”

    This was, after all, a dance that required perfect coordination between two people. Because she was standing on one leg, Winnie was quickly pressed against the wall by Kailun.

    Her soft body pressed against Kailun’s sturdy chest. She only needed to turn her head slightly to hear his hot breath.

    As if to punish her, Kailun’s heart pierced her body.

    “Hmm~”

    Winnie bit her lip and let out a soft hum. Her eyes flashed with confusion.

    Instinctively, she pushed Kailun back, until they were no longer against the wall.

    Soon, a second round of dancing began. Their movements were intense, a constant attack and defense. As soon as he touched her soft defenses, Winnie leaned back, tilting her body backwards.

    Fortunately, Kailun had already increased his agility beforehand, so he quickly wrapped his arms around Winnie’s slender waist, preventing her from falling too far when she leaned back.

    “Pfft!”

    Through twists and turns, through conflict, there would eventually be a result. The loser was the one whose heart was pierced.

    Because of her unwillingness to accept defeat, Winnie’s tears flowed down her cheeks… In a somewhat strange pose, they brought their first dance to a perfect end.

    But this was just the beginning. Kailun still had a lot to learn.

    Later, he even made Winnie lie on the table and write for him. He couldn’t help it. He really couldn’t spare a hand.

    It was just that Winnie’s handwriting was really ugly. It was crooked and messy, as if she had suffered tremendous torture while writing.

    【Winnie is being eroded by mental pollution. Favorability +10】

    【Winnie is disgusted by your attitude of playing and then denying it. Favorability -10, Total Favorability -90】

    Watching Winnie limp away, clutching her clothes, Kailun nodded in satisfaction.

    Yes, that was exactly the effect he wanted.

    He hated it when her favorability increased inexplicably. The look of disgust in her eyes was so interesting.

    Kailun calmly cleaned the room using magic, then sat back on his chair.

    It was already twelve o’clock. The relevant plans were finished with Winnie’s help.

    Although Winnie’s handwriting was ugly, he could still barely recognize it. He could consider it a form of artificial encryption.

    He tucked the plan, which was stained with tears, into his arms and confirmed again that his thinking was correct.

    After returning to his room and taking a shower, he was ambushed by Anna and the others.

    Perhaps because he was going to be away for a while, Anna was particularly clingy tonight.

    After raising Anna and Ella’s favorability to 85 and 0, respectively, Kailun finished tonight’s daily tasks. His overall attributes had increased slightly again.

    It’s worth mentioning that Afra was still the first to fall. She was no match for this kind of battlefield. She was even weaker than Anna.

    The next morning, Kailun led everyone out early.

    As for the room assignments, he, Afra, and Winnie were in one room, Carol, Vivian, and Isabella were in another, and the older princess, Hilna, and Knight Shirley were in the smallest room.

    The last remaining room was assigned to Eve and the three young knights.

    Simply put, it was a scene of blooming spring. After all, for Kailun, this expedition was more like a picnic than a military campaign.

    It wasn’t that he was so arrogant that he looked down on everyone. It was that the other side was truly not strong enough.

    If the Xiya Kingdom was easily conquered because the old King was terminally ill, the older princess was incompetent, and he knew everything that was going to happen, then the neighboring Malaga Kingdom was a rotten sieve that had been infiltrated by the Divine Temple, full of weaknesses.

    Everyone had exercised restraint when things were still peaceful, but now that the storm had begun, the so-called restraint had vanished.

    The Divine Temple’s two hundred thousand people were indeed numerous, but that was their limit. They would be sending more people to the Abyss.

    For them, the Abyss was the greatest enemy.

    According to the Divine Temple’s orders, each country had to send out an army of over fifty thousand and donate over one hundred thousand gold coins to participate in this so-called “war for the survival of humanity.”

    But less than half of the countries responded to the Divine Temple’s call. The Rose Queen next door not only ignored the request, but she even declared war in front of the Divine Temple. She was truly a formidable figure.

    In fact, many kingdoms were waiting for the Divine Temple to be consumed by the Abyss. They had suffered enough at the hands of the Divine Temple.

    At present, the Divine Temple was still the dominant force, after all, they had sucked the blood of so many kingdoms and the Abyss.

    According to his memories from his previous life, the Abyss’s counterattack would happen after Carol grew up.

    This time, Kailun had twenty thousand men march in batches, keeping a low profile. His carriage was in the center of the entire force.

    At the end of the line, there was a group of nobles locked in cages. He brought these nobles with him because their territories were on the road he had to travel. Duke Colette was among them.

    Since he was already passing by, Kailun couldn’t resist the temptation to grab a few more sheep for his flock.

    He roughly estimated that the Xiya Kingdom’s western border garrison had thirty thousand soldiers, the Grand Duke’s Knights escorting the magic cannons had twenty thousand, the Silver Moon Knights had twenty thousand, and adding the three thousand troops who had already set out, his total force had reached one hundred thousand.

    Although it was one hundred thousand fewer than the Divine Temple, it was enough.

    After quickly taking over the Malaga Kingdom, Kailun would settle the score with the Rose Queen next door. She had caused significant losses to his family.

    “Carol, is there anything you don’t understand?”

    In the only living room in the mobile palace, Kailun was sitting by the window, holding Carol, and teaching her about magic.

    He had been too busy lately to pay attention to this ultimate boss. Now that he was on “vacation,” he could spend more time with her.

    Kailun always treated Carol sincerely. After all, his thoughts couldn’t deceive her talent.

    “I think I understand. It feels like I already knew it, and now I can understand it just by looking at it.” Carol leaned against Kailun, her face flushed.

    She didn’t know why, but every time she heard about magic, some fragments of memories would flash in her mind, as if this knowledge had already been engraved in her brain.

    Along with those memories, she also remembered her dislike of Isabella. This dislike was more like an instinct.

    She hated Isabella, hated those who played with fate. In her hazy memories, there seemed to be a fox she disliked.

    “Such an enviable talent. If I had half your talent, I wouldn’t have ended up like that.”

    Kailun pinched Carol’s face, which was starting to develop a little flesh. Under his careful nurturing, her figure was gradually becoming more shapely and graceful.

    Compared to brutally polluting her spirit with his own talent, Kailun enjoyed the thrill of nurturing her.

    Especially the sense of accomplishment of raising the ultimate boss into a personal maid was addictive.

    “Carol, have you ever left the royal city?”

    After a brief moment of longing, Kailun looked out the window at the scenery receding behind them.

    Carol shook her head, her eyes filled with sadness, “No. For the past ten years, our family has been struggling to survive. We’re lucky to be alive.
    Mother once said she would take me away from the royal city, but she never saved enough money to leave.”

    “Then, for this week, I’ll take you to see the world and see different scenery.”

    Kailun stroked Carol’s head, his gaze drifting into the distance.

    In the castle of Colette’s territory, two men in their fifties couldn’t help but excitedly converse.

    Colette’s eldest son couldn’t help but confirm again, “Father was really captured? Is the news accurate?”

    His younger brother, who was also in his fifties, nodded, “The news is accurate. Father and the other nobles were all captured yesterday morning. We haven’t heard from them since. They’re probably dead, judging from Kailun’s methods.”

    “That’s great… I mean, it’s so sad. But Father has been sitting in the position of lord for so long, it’s time for him to step down.”

    “What if Kailun attacks?”

    “How is that possible? Don’t think about it too much. Justin’s followers are almost ready to attack. He won’t have time to deal with us.”

    “That’s right. Since Father was killed by Kailun, we’ll take over his position, manage the territory well, and there won’t be any problems, right?”

    “Yes, that’s right. To commemorate Father’s bravery, we should hold a three-day and three-night banquet to mourn his passing.”

    “I’ll definitely shed the most tears.”

    “Hahaha!”

    The two exchanged glances and couldn’t help but laugh.

    “Holy Maiden, are you really going to leave the Holy Son behind and go to the Malaga Kingdom alone?”

    At the same time, the Holy Maiden’s personal maid asked her about her future plans.

    In the luxurious room, the Holy Maiden was half-lying on the bed with a thin gauze canopy, reading a book. Her jade-like smooth legs were swinging restlessly on the canopy, unable to settle down.

    She picked up a juicy fruit from the fruit plate beside the bed, bit into it, and swallowed it, “Why wouldn’t I go? I feel like something big is going to happen in the Malaga Kingdom. If we go too late, we might miss the fun.
    As for that stupid Holy Son, let him continue to ask people to come out of retirement. That old man is not easy to please.”

    The “old man” the Holy Maiden Chrissy was referring to was a special envoy of the Divine Temple, named Kailson. He was an 8th-rank and intimidated the surrounding kingdoms.

    But this person loved to study magic. He wouldn’t leave his house unless it was absolutely necessary.

    She and the Holy Son had already asked him twice, but they were both turned away.

    The Pope told them to try to persuade him to come out of retirement this time when they went to the Xiya Kingdom. Only then could they be sure of success.

    But in Chrissy’s opinion, this was just an extra layer of insurance. Because of her unique inheritance method, she herself was already a 7th-rank.

    Although she was a clergy member, she was one of those with combat power. Ordinary 7th-ranks might not be able to defeat her.

    Confident in her strength, Chrissy considered investigating the anomalies in the Xiya Kingdom as a picnic.

    The maid hesitated for a moment and asked, “When do you plan to leave, Holy Maiden?”

    “This afternoon. We’ll arrive in the Malaga Kingdom, which is next to the Xiya Kingdom, in a few days. Then, we’ll see the situation and decide what to do next.
    I heard from the intelligence department that there’s a freak in the Xiya Kingdom named Kailun. They say he’s incredibly cunning, scheming, ruthless, and skilled at manipulating people’s hearts.
    I’m curious to see if he can predict my arrival.”

    As if she suddenly thought of something, she put down the magic book in her hand and asked, “Oh, right. I heard that the Pure Desire Maiden from the Loya Ball has arrived in the Xiya Kingdom. Do you have any new information about her?”

    The maid shook her head, “I’m sorry, Holy Maiden, the information the intelligence department sent back was from a few days ago. At that time, she had just invited Kailun to the Loya Ball.
    I don’t know what kind of agreement they reached, but the Loya Ball directly gifted Kailun a top-tier Loya dance troupe. They were extremely generous.”

    Chrissy picked up another fruit, bit into it, and swallowed it, “It seems the change in the fate lines is really related to this Kailun. Otherwise, the Pure Desire Maiden wouldn’t have gone to him.
    She rushed to the Xiya Kingdom. Maybe she divined some important information. It’s a pity that she doesn’t want to tell anyone.”

    The Pure Desire Maiden’s talent in fate magic was well-known. Many people said that she could reach the pinnacle of fate magic.

    Chrissy lifted the canopy and stepped onto the carpet with bare feet. Her long golden hair cascaded down with her movements, like a golden river flowing.

    Her perfect jade feet sank slightly into the velvet of the carpet. Her small, delicate fingernails sparkled with a captivating light under the sunlight.

    Looking up from her feet, her calves were slender and alluring, her thighs full but not fleshy, a perfect balance of not being too thin or too fat.

    As if to highlight this beauty, Chrissy took a black leg ring from the bedside table and tied it around her thigh, cleverly creating a circle of soft flesh.

    Finally, she took a clean knee-high stocking from the bed and put it on, letting it contrast beautifully with her fair skin.

    She only wore one stocking. She liked this feeling of breaking the balance, this asymmetrical beauty.

    Chrissy herself was extremely beautiful. She had a perfect and pure face, dazzling golden hair, alluring body curves, and perfect body proportions.

    At first glance, she gave off a holy feeling, but at second glance, one’s eyes would unconsciously fall on her legs, on those jade legs that could be considered a masterpiece of the world.

    The mismatched decorations on her legs perfectly broke her holiness, making people unconsciously want to bully her, to defile her.

    Even Chrissy’s maid couldn’t escape this powerful attraction. She looked at Chrissy’s stocking-clad jade legs and swallowed, inexplicably wanting to lick them.

    If not for her clear understanding of her own status, the maid might have even lunged forward, hugged Chrissy’s beautiful legs, and shouted, “Holy Maiden, I want to be your dog!”

    At that moment, the maid seemed to understand why the Holy Maiden could command the Holy Son like a dog. She felt that the title “Pure Desire Maiden” should belong to Chrissy.

    “Hmm~”

    Chrissy raised her arms and stretched, her alluring figure inviting fantasy.

    She looked out the window and said excitedly, “I can’t wait to see if this Kailun is really as amazing as the intelligence reports say.
    If it comes to manipulating people’s hearts, I’d say I’m second to none.”

    “Achoo!”

    Close to noon, Kailun, who was playing chess with the older princess, suddenly sneezed. He felt like someone was plotting against him.

    He rubbed his nose, glanced at the chessboard that was heading towards a disastrous end, and urged, “Your Highness, make your move quickly. Chess is like a battlefield. You’ve been thinking for five minutes. That much time on a battlefield is enough for me to steal your home.”

    Across from Kailun, Hilna was clearly in a cage. She could only reach the chessboard by extending her hand out of the cage.

    The bet for the chess game was simple. If she could beat Kailun once, he would release someone for her so that she could sleep on the soft bed in a room.

    Even though there was a bed, Kailun would rather leave it empty than let them sleep. He was simply insane.

    As the price of defeat, she had to take off one piece of clothing for every game she lost.

    However, the chess game had reached the seventh round, and Hilna was about to be completely naked, yet she hadn’t seen a glimmer of victory.

    She covered her full chest with one hand, shielding her most vital area, and reached out of the cage with the other hand, trembling as she touched the chess pieces.

    Her red hair cascaded down in front of her, covering a large area of her skin, but the soft flesh that squeezed out from between her arms was still so eye-catching.

    To conceal her body as much as possible, she was playing against Kailun in a kneeling position. After all, she was only wearing her underwear.

    If she lost this round, she would have to personally take off her underwear in front of Kailun…

    Hilna held her remaining chess pieces, hesitating. From the look of the game, she was clearly defeated.

    “By the way, you can actually have Shirley pay the price for your losses. Why don’t you ask her for help?”

    Kailun turned towards Shirley, who was also in a cage. Her cage was much bigger than Hilna’s. It was even lined with soft, clean blankets. In comparison, the older princess was much more miserable.

    As a villain who manipulated people’s hearts, Kailun constantly emphasized the difference between them in front of Hilna.

    He made her constantly feel that others ate better, wore better clothes, and lived better than her, slowly corrupting her heart with this difference.

    This method might not have immediate results, but once she noticed it herself, it would have a magical effect.

    As for asking Shirley to share the price of her defeat, it was just to continue driving a wedge between them.

    The older princess was lucky. She had a loyal knight like Shirley, but how long could this loyalty last with his help?

    Hearing Kailun’s suggestion, Hilna looked at Shirley with a troubled expression. She didn’t want to be completely naked in front of Kailun, and she didn’t want Shirley to pay the price for her. This was her chess game.

    “I’m willing to pay the price for Your Highness!”

    Shirley didn’t even hesitate. She took off her long skirt, revealing her fair arms and thighs.

    “Why are you doing this?”

    Hilna sighed. The chess piece in her hand fell onto the board. She knew clearly that there was no chance of a comeback.

    “Is the older princess still playing? I can give you another piece this time.” Kailun looked at Hilna’s figure with a smile.

    If Kailun gave her another piece, she would have a huge advantage. Should she try again?

    Hilna was incredibly conflicted. She had already lost so much. Should she give up here?

    “Are you serious? I’ve already given you two pieces. Does the older princess not even have that much confidence?
    Besides, don’t you have your tool, Shirley? Just have her pay the price for you. As long as you can achieve victory in the end, wouldn’t all this sacrifice be worth it?”

    Kailun’s voice had a seductive tone, making Hilna ponder for a moment.

    Words infused with mental pollution were incredibly effective on Hilna, whose heart was wavering.

    “Continue!”

    This time, Hilna didn’t even ask Shirley’s permission.

    All she could think about was how to defeat Kailun and wash away her humiliation.

    “A wise choice. Then, let the older princess make the first move this time.”

    After setting up the pieces, Kailun, with a gentlemanly demeanor, removed two pieces.

    “Click, click, click!”

    The sound of chess pieces being moved became more intense. Hilna entered a rapid pace. This time, she lasted even less time.

    “You lost.”

    “You lost again.”

    “Oh, you lost again.”

    “…”

    “Wow, you’re lucky. You actually won.”

    Hearing Kailun say that she had won, Hilna stared in disbelief, her eyes wide. Did she finally win?

    “Since you won, I’ll release someone.”

    Kailun put away the chessboard and walked to Shirley’s cage. Looking at Shirley, who was completely naked, Kailun gave her a gentlemanly smile, then opened the door so she could come out.

    But Shirley didn’t choose to come out. Under Kailun’s gaze, she could only hug herself and squat in the corner, minimizing the amount of skin exposed.

    She glanced at the older princess, her eyes filled with a hint of resentment.

    “Why release Shirley?” Hilna, who was completely dazed, asked unconsciously.

    “I said I would release someone if you won, but who I release is my choice. And isn’t Shirley your comrade-in-arms?”

    Leaving behind a question that would further drive a wedge between them, Kailun hugged the clothes Hilna had taken off and left the room.

    Of course, to emphasize this difference in treatment, Shirley’s clothes were still left in the room.

    After Kailun left the room, Hilna and Shirley exchanged glances and lowered their heads.

    ******

    Holy Maiden(Saintess) Chrissy:

  • As a villain, I just want them to behave 88

    Chapter 88: The Night Before the Expedition

    “You pervert! Release the princess, or I’ll fight you to the death!”

    As if worried that Kailun hadn’t heard, Shirley, holding a longsword in one hand and a scroll in the other, shouted again.

    Judging from the style of the scroll, it was probably a 6th-rank magic scroll.

    Hearing Shirley’s voice and imagining the scene she had misunderstood, Hilna, with tears in her eyes, chewed the banana in her mouth and swallowed it.

    Her mood was a bit sour, so she took another bite of the banana with resentment.

    However, in Shirley’s eyes, this was a display of depravity. Her mood immediately plummeted, “Your Highness, how can you be so… so foolish? It’s all my fault for not protecting you…”

    Hilna: “…”

    She didn’t want to explain. She just wanted to find a corner and huddle there with her head in her hands.

    “Oh, isn’t this our Knight Shirley? Why are you so down in the dumps after a few days?”

    Kailun removed the hood of his robe, revealing his face to Shirley.

    “You devil, Kailun! You dare to do such a filthy thing to the princess! Even if I die, I won’t let you go!”

    Shirley clenched the scroll in her hand. In her eyes, Kailun, who could kill Duke Stamp in a single blow, was far stronger than her.

    Even with the help of forbidden drugs, he was at least a 6th-rank.

    Although she wasn’t confident of defeating Kailun, she couldn’t bear to witness the older princess being humiliated by him. She added, “Your Highness, don’t worry. Even if I can’t defeat this demon, I’ll kill you and save you from his humiliation.”

    In Shirley’s eyes, the dignity of the royal family was above all else.

    Hilna felt a headache coming on when she heard Shirley’s words, “That… Can’t I live a little longer?”

    “Shut up and eat your banana.”

    As soon as Hilna finished speaking, Kailun shoved the remaining half of the banana into her mouth.

    He raised his head and looked at Shirley not far away, “Speaking of which, Shirley, do you remember what I said about how you should apologize if I caught you again?”

    Hilna patted Kailun’s arm. She wanted to warn Shirley to escape, but her mouth was stuffed, so she couldn’t speak.

    Shirley didn’t respond. She stared coldly at Kailun and activated the magic scroll in her hand. The blue scroll turned into a one-meter-long blue arrow and shot towards Kailun.

    “Whoosh!”

    A “whoosh” sound pierced through the air. Looking again at the place where Kailun was standing, a translucent magic shield suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking all the damage from the arrow.

    Before the arrow’s magic power ran out, the magic shield in front of Kailun didn’t show any cracks.

    “You… you can actually do magic?” Shirley asked in astonishment. Her impression of him was still stuck at the time when Kailun slashed Duke Stamp with a sword.

    “As a 1st-rank magician, it’s quite normal for me to know some magic, isn’t it?”

    Kailun shrugged. With his current attribute level, if he spent more time, he might even be able to cast 8th-rank magic.

    It was a pity that he hadn’t reached the level of an 8th-rank magician in his previous life, so naturally, he didn’t have 8th-rank magic in this life.

    To get 8th-rank magic formations, he still had to start with the Abyss.

    Hilna, kneeling on the ground, was so surprised that she didn’t realize the banana in her mouth had fallen to the ground.

    In her eyes, Kailun had constructed a 7th-rank magic shield in less than a second. Its condensation level and speed far exceeded hers.

    And this time, Kailun hadn’t taken any forbidden drugs. He had clearly achieved this level with his own strength.

    Thinking of Kailun’s age, Hilna couldn’t help but shiver. This wasn’t just breaking records, it was creating miracles.

    Learning magic was a very long process. Unless one was exceptionally talented, it was difficult to speed up the process.

    Moreover, the transition from 6th-rank to 7th-rank was a watershed moment between intermediate and advanced levels. Very few people could cross this threshold. After all, a 7th-rank was considered a top-tier combat power in the Xiya Kingdom.

    Now, not only was her intelligence inferior to Kailun’s, but even her pride and joy, her strength, was weaker than his. Hilna thought about it and automatically squatted beside the tree stump, retreating into her own world.

    “Impossible. No one can be both a magician and a close-combat fighter.”

    Shirley shook her head in disbelief. She could cast magic only because of the magic scroll. At present, she was just a 5th-rank Knight.

    Kailun walked towards Shirley’s position calmly, step by step, “I’ve told you, a magician who can’t fight isn’t a good villain. Since you’ve come to me, I’ll accept you with the utmost respect.”

    “Click!”

    Kailun snapped his fingers. Red magic chains shot out from his body towards Shirley, binding her tightly in an instant.

    Because of the special way he tied her up, it made certain parts of Shirley’s body look unusually prominent.

    “You pervert! Just kill me. You can’t humiliate a Knight like this.” Shirley lowered her head, looking at her chest, and said in anger and shame.

    Her plan had failed again.

    In fact, she had thought of many ways to deal with him in the past three days, but none of them worked.

    The scroll in her hand just now was the last one she had found in the princess’s study. Other than that, she had no means of confronting Kailun.

    To be honest, if not for her stubbornness, she would have given up long ago.

    But thinking of the princess being played around with and forced into various strange poses by Kailun in the dungeon, she was filled with rage.

    “Look, you’ve already called me a pervert. If I don’t do things that match the image of a pervert, won’t I be at a loss?”

    Kailun used his finger to forcefully flick Shirley’s smooth forehead.

    Although she felt the pain, she gritted her teeth and didn’t make a sound. In this regard, she was much more resilient than the older princess.

    It was precisely because of this resilience that such a tough knight was not easy to break.

    “Shirley, as someone who has been through this, I have to tell you a truth. When others slander you for doing something wrong, the best thing to do is to actually do it, and do it even more.
    Otherwise, if you haven’t done anything but are still being slandered maliciously, that feeling of being wronged will make you unable to sleep.”

    As he spoke, Kailun’s hand had already reached Shirley’s face and pinched her nose.

    “Why don’t you release the princess? I can exchange places with her. I’m more obedient than her.”

    Because her nose was pinched, Shirley’s voice was muffled.

    She had noticed through her peripheral vision that the older princess was actually eating a banana, not something strange, so her mood improved somewhat.

    Although it was still indecent, at least her last bit of dignity was preserved.

    “No, they’re all my prey. Why do I have to make a choice? And you don’t know this, but the older princess is actually quite obedient now. Don’t believe me? I’ll demonstrate it to you.”

    Kailun released Shirley’s nose and beckoned to Hilna beside the tree stump, “Come here, little doggy. It’s time to go home.”

    Although Hilna wanted to resist, she followed her heart and walked over. Standing and walking was her last shred of dignity.

    Kailun took the chain from Hilna’s hand and held it, “See? Isn’t the older princess very obedient?”

    Shirley widened her eyes. When did the princess start to fall?

    While Shirley was puzzled, a collar also appeared on her neck, and the slender chain was held in Kailun’s other hand.

    Thus, with one in each hand, Kailun walked towards the manor.

    Along the way, Shirley cast many strange glances at the older princess. The older princess dared only to lower her head and remain silent. She felt that her noble princess image had been completely ruined.

    “Creak!”

    Twenty minutes later, Kailun locked Shirley in the dungeon where the older princess was kept, and he put the older princess in the cage where Shirley had been, giving them a change of treatment.

    “Same rules. Shirley, as long as you expose your chest, I’ll let you go. If you don’t want to go, I can change the condition to improving the older princess’s treatment.”

    Kailun stood at Shirley’s door for a while, then squatted in front of the cage where the older princess was kept.

    “I’m always fair. If the older princess can do the same thing, I’ll also improve your treatment. Of course, if you’re embarrassed, you can choose to order Shirley to do it.
    For the older princess, issuing such an order shouldn’t be difficult, right?”

    Kailun poked Hilna’s face through the cage, openly inciting a rift between her and Shirley.

    Hilna, who was now quite clever, felt that as long as she didn’t respond, Kailun, the demon who sought pleasure, wouldn’t continue to torment her.

    Seeing that Hilna didn’t respond, Kailun, who had many other things to attend to, didn’t choose to continue teasing her.

    In his eyes, being able to catch Shirley, a big fish, was already considered a success. He still needed her help on the expedition.

    Compared to Hilna, Shirley was actually more useful now.

    It wasn’t until Kailun left the dungeon that Hilna sighed and looked at Shirley, “You didn’t have to come and save me. This demon wouldn’t give you a chance to save me.”

    “I’m Your Highness’s Knight. I said I would protect you.” Shirley shook her head.

    “Why are you doing this? Kailun, this demon, loves to play with people’s minds. He won’t give up until he’s broken us.
    Oh, it’s all my fault for attacking him back then. Otherwise, things might be completely different now.”

    Hilna leaned against the cage. The more she compared herself to Kailun, the more useless she felt. Her once-proud heart was quietly crumbling.

    He always achieved the greatest victory with the least cost. If he could really conquer the Malaga Kingdom within a week as he said, maybe the Xiya Kingdom really had the potential to rise.

    But all this had nothing to do with her anymore. She was just a common, defeated person.

    Hilna leaned her head on her knees and pondered. Her beautiful red hair drooped down, as if losing all its vitality.

    Shirley watched Hilna, who had lost her confidence, and wanted to do something, but she was trapped in the dungeon and couldn’t do anything.

    Time flew by, and by the afternoon, the Grand Duke’s ten thousand gold coins had arrived at Kailun’s manor.

    Besides the ten thousand gold coins, there were also gold and silver jewelry sent by the Duchess. Kailun selected some expensive and exquisite jewelry for Afra and the others, and he would sell the rest to Ella’s merchant guild.

    As for jewelry, he had enough. It was better to convert the excess into gold coins.

    It’s worth mentioning that besides gold coins and jewelry, the Grand Duke also thoughtfully sent over a brand new “motorhome.”

    Compared to a carriage, this was a special creation produced by an alchemical kingdom. Its internal space was as large as four small rooms, and it could even activate a magic shield to defend against 7th-rank early stage magic bombardment.

    As long as it had enough magic power, its speed was comparable to a carriage, making it the perfect choice for traveling and commuting.

    The only problem was that it was too expensive. Such a vehicle would cost fifty thousand gold coins. The wealthy Grand Duke, who had just received the vehicle, hadn’t had time to enjoy it before sending it to Kailun.

    Of course, if not for the Duchess’s “strong suggestion,” the Grand Duke wouldn’t have been willing to part with it.

    Initially, it was called a mobile fortress and used for military warfare, but later, it was favored by nobles as a mobile palace for traveling and going on picnics.

    After making a simple personnel arrangement, Kailun wouldn’t be taking everyone on this expedition.

    First, someone had to stay behind to look after the manor and report on the situation in the kingdom. Second, the fortress had limited capacity, so there was no need for everyone to go along and rough it.

    After determining the personnel for the trip, Kailun found the little princess and told her about the latest arrangements.

    “So, you’re going to leave me here to watch the house?”

    Vivian’s adorable little face showed obvious displeasure, “Why don’t you take me with you? Why take Isabella instead?”

    She bared her little tiger teeth, as if trying to scare people with them, but she didn’t know that her actions always gave Kailun bad associations.

    “Isabella’s divination can be helpful for the upcoming march, so I have to take her with me on this expedition to work for me.
    The reason I’m not taking you is because there isn’t enough room. Unless you’re willing to stay in the carriage all the time and get tossed around.”

    Kailun shrugged helplessly. If it were anyone else, he would have directly issued an order. But Vivian deserved a little bit of special treatment.

    “I can sleep on the floor. You can’t leave me out of such fun things.” Vivian pointed at the mobile palace parked in front of the villa.

    Kailun looked at her in surprise, “You really want to sleep on the floor?”

    “Hmm.” She nodded.

    Kailun rubbed Vivian’s head as if he were coaxing a child, “Alright, since you said so, I’ll let you and Isabella share a bed. You’re both little ones, so you won’t take up much space.”

    Originally, he had planned to lower Vivian’s favorability to -100, but who knew that her favorability inexplicably turned positive. If he tried to lower it again, he would be torturing himself.

    Although she didn’t like being called a “little one,” Vivian, who had achieved her goal, didn’t dwell on it. She rubbed Kailun’s palm and asked, “Are you taking my sister on this expedition?”

    Kailun said, “Of course, why wouldn’t I? This expedition is a key part of her training. If she wasn’t there, I would miss a lot of fun.”

    Vivian: “What about Winnie?”

    Kailun: “As for Winnie, it depends on her performance tonight.”

    Vivian: “…”

    She knew that this demon, Kailun, only cared about his own comfort.

    【Father, Mother, please escape from this den of demons, the Xiya Kingdom. Don’t believe Kailun’s words. He’s a demon, a bastard.】

    【He’s using your safety to threaten me, forcing me to submit. So, please, take all the family members and escape.】

    【It doesn’t matter where you go, just don’t stay in the Xiya Kingdom. Only when you escape his control will I have a chance to escape…】

    Winnie wrote a letter to Laurist and his wife, telling them the truth. When they saw the letter, they initially thought it was a prank.

    But when they saw the familiar handwriting and tone, they believed that the content of the letter was true.

    Thinking of Kailun’s brutal side, they believed even more in their daughter’s pitiful plight.

    “What should we do now? Our daughter is still in that Great Demon King’s hands. Quickly think of a way to rescue her!”

    Laurist’s wife paced anxiously in the room. The thought of her daughter being bullied made her heart ache.

    “Rescue… rescue… Of course, I want to rescue her, but Kailun has a strong army. What can I do to save her?
    And today, Kailun was quite nice to me. I think there’s a chance to get along with him. Why don’t we try?”

    Laurist was calculating in his heart. Kailun had already become the ruler of a kingdom, so how could he care about a small family like his?

    Besides, he had heard that Phil’s family hadn’t attended today’s voting session and were perfectly fine.

    Hearing this, Laurist’s wife walked over to Laurist and said angrily, “Do you believe our daughter or that demon’s words?”

    “This…”

    After thinking for a long time, Laurist still stood on Winnie’s side. After all, Kailun’s brutality had left him with too many psychological shadows.

    “Alright, let’s evacuate the family from the Xiya Kingdom first. We’ll see if there’s a chance to rescue our daughter later.”

    Laurist’s wife instinctively asked, “Where should we go?”

    Laurist said, “Let’s go to the Malaga Kingdom. It’s quite close.”

    “Winnie, you really are a natural rebel. You’re so pitiful, yet you still ask your family to write a letter. It’s truly an eye-opener.”

    Around five o’clock in the afternoon, Kailun found Winnie in her room.

    “You know?” Winnie was startled and quickly stood up from her chair.

    Kailun said, “Come on, do you really think you can hide what you’re doing from me? I have every reason to believe that you’re betraying me before the war.
    According to kingdom law, I have reason to carry out a devastating attack on the Laurist family, who have received important information.
    What suggestions do you have, Miss Winnie?”

    “I’m sorry, I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again!” Winnie slid down and knelt on the ground, skillfully hugging Kailun’s leg.

    She hated herself for having a glimmer of hope. She wanted to escape. She didn’t want to live under Kailun’s clutches anymore.

    She didn’t want to experience that kind of excruciating despair again.

    “Actually, as long as you’re obedient, why would I ever deliberately make things difficult for you?”

    Kailun stroked Winnie’s hair, “This time, I can let your mistake go, but only if your dance satisfies me.
    If you make a mistake again, the punishment will be the same, understand?”

    Winnie: “I understand…”

    【Your shamelessness has lowered Winnie’s favorability by 10. Total Favorability -90】

    “That’s a pretty good evaluation. Come to my study after dinner. If you perform well, I’ll take you with me on the expedition tomorrow.”

    Kailun left a sentence behind as Winnie looked at him in confusion. She didn’t understand what he meant by “evaluation.”

    Leaving the sweet fruit for after dinner, Kailun returned to his room and asked the little maid, Carol, to help him pack his luggage.

    During dinner, Kailun told everyone about the expedition and decided to leave Anna, Ella, and Phil behind.

    Ella had to stay because she had to manage the merchant guild. As for Anna and Phil, they had to stay and watch the house for him.

    He would leave a thousand Silver Moon Knights to guard the manor, and there would be a defensive force of over ten thousand in the royal city.

    He needed people he could trust to keep him informed about the situation in the royal city. This task couldn’t be entrusted to outsiders.

    With a favorability of 80 and 91, respectively, they were completely trustworthy.

    Although Anna was reluctant about Kailun’s decision, she agreed. Phil, on the other hand, looked annoyed.

    It wasn’t until Kailun suggested raising her family to the level of a Viscount that she became as happy as a husky.

    For Phil, there were two things she pursued: Kailun’s whipping and her family’s status.

    Winnie, sitting at the dinner table, couldn’t help but cast envious glances at Phil, whose family had been elevated to Viscount status. She wondered if she could have the same opportunity if she worked hard enough?

    But this naive thought lasted only a second before she denied it. After all, Kailun had completely different attitudes towards her and Phil.

    After dinner, Kailun returned to his study to organize maps, plan routes, and further refine his plan.

    The two kings hadn’t told Kailun about the hijacking of the gold coin transport vehicles from the Kaz Kingdom and the Maden Kingdom. They wanted to keep it from him for a while longer.

    Kailun didn’t expose them. He just let them hang, planning to extort some more money from them later.

    In the quiet night, Kailun worked until ten o’clock in the evening. He had almost forgotten about his request to Winnie. It wasn’t until a knock on the door sounded that he said, “Come in.”

    “Click!”

    The person who came in didn’t speak. Instead, the first thing they did was lock the study door.

    Hearing the sound of the lock, Kailun turned his head and saw Winnie, dressed in tight clothing. Hmm, the same outfit as that night.

    He simply put down his pen and paper, lay down on the chair, and looked at Winnie, “I don’t have much time. Please begin your performance.”

    Winnie’s face flushed slightly. She gritted her teeth, walked to Kailun’s side, pulled him up, and stood with him in the empty space in the middle of the study.

    “I’ll listen to you, but please don’t bully me anymore, okay?” She squeezed out her last bit of hope. She wanted to be treated a little better.

    Just like that night at Lake Heart Pavilion, Winnie danced gracefully, following the steps she remembered.

    The gorgeous clothes and her fair skin were captivating under the study’s lamplight. Her beautiful hair, smelling of roses, drifted around Kailun.

    Her delicate skin brushed against Kailun’s arm, her full breasts pressed against his chest, and her impeccable long legs rested on his legs.

    Her beautiful eyes contained resentment, anger, and a hint of shyness. Fortunately, Winnie saw the yearning in Kailun’s eyes. Otherwise, she would have doubted her own charm again.

    The young girl was shy and bashful, like a ripe fruit that only needed to be peeled and enjoyed.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 61

    Chapter 61: A Sinister Presence, Crimson Flames Engulf the River

    “Cough, cough, cough… Damn it!”

    Jiang Zhi crawled out of the black smoke, his face covered in soot and blood. He tried to stand up, but he clutched his chest, coughing up blood, almost fainting.

    He had exhausted all the Yin techniques he knew, but that distance of a few dozen feet felt like an insurmountable chasm.

    Not only had he failed to affect Lin Tianlu and his companions, he hadn’t even been able to scratch the boat’s surface.

    And worst of all…

    All the artifacts he had brought with him had been destroyed by some unknown force.

    Jiang Zhi gritted his teeth, his heart consumed by an indescribable fear.

    This Lin Tianlu was truly bizarre!

    He was no match for him!

    If not for his orders, he would have fled this place long ago.

    “Jiang Zhi, you look quite pathetic. If your colleagues saw you now, they would laugh at you.”

    A seductive voice rang out.

    Jiang Zhi’s fear turned to shock. He endured the pain and scrambled to his feet, bowing deeply. “Master Yan Yi! Please forgive my incompetence. That Lin Tianlu and his companions are truly strange. No matter what Yin techniques I use, I can’t harm them…

    But they’re still on the river, enjoying the moon. It seems they haven’t noticed our actions.”

    The fear and anger that had consumed him moments ago were replaced by a deep respect, careful not to show any disrespect towards the newcomer.

    As he spoke, Yan Yi’s figure, shrouded in a mist of white and azure smoke, floated towards them. He twirled his fan, his azure robe billowing, a gentle smile on his handsome face.

    He looked like a seductive celestial being descending from the heavens.

    But…

    Looking behind him, one could see that everyone along the path had collapsed, unconscious. Even the bustling Ascension Immortal Restaurant was now silent, as if plunged into darkness. A chilling Yin energy extended for hundreds of feet, a terrifying sight.

    “This is quite interesting~”

    Yan Yi chuckled softly, fanning himself. “According to the reports, several evil spirits in Changling County have been effortlessly eliminated. There were even rumors of a ghost being killed from miles away, as if a powerful master resides here. It seems this Lin Tianlu is the one behind it all.”

    Jiang Zhi gritted his teeth. “But he’s still a mortal. If we just destroy the boat…”

    “Someone like him would have protective measures. Ordinary Yin techniques wouldn’t work.”

    Yan Yi smiled faintly. “I only come to Changling County once every three years. It’s rare to encounter a human at the ‘Transformation Realm.’ I’m quite intrigued.

    Why don’t I play with this Lin Tianlu and see what kind of excitement he can bring me?”

    Jiang Zhi’s eyes lit up with hope. “Master Yan Yi, are you going to intervene personally?!”

    With a ‘Soultaker’ present, what was there to fear?!

    “Heh, if I don’t, who else will? You?”

    Yan Yi glanced at him with a playful smile.

    Jiang Zhi broke out in a cold sweat, remaining silent.

    Yan Yi looked away and said casually, “If we don’t eliminate this Lin Tianlu, Changling County will become his playground. Losing such a valuable location with its excellent feng shui would be a significant loss for our ‘Luo Xing.’”

    He slowly opened his fan, a faint crimson aura appearing on its embroidered surface.

    “This Lin Tianlu is still young. Perhaps he possesses some innate talent and has comprehended some divine techniques on his own. But he’s already gaining power. We need to eliminate him before he becomes a threat.

    Of course, if he proves to be interesting—”

    The crimson light illuminated his jade-like face, making him look both demonic and ethereal. He licked his lips seductively.

    “I might spare his life and keep him as a pet for a while.”

    “Afterwards, go and eliminate everyone he’s close to. Spread rumors that he’s not a virtuous scholar, but a charlatan, working with accomplices to create illusions… Or maybe he’s a demon or a ghost himself.”

    Jiang Zhi bowed deeply. “As you command, Master Yan Yi!”

    As he bowed, he glanced at the crimson flame flickering on the fan, a hint of longing in his eyes.

    Even a trace of this ‘Crimson Sun Essence’ would be incredibly beneficial to a ghost practitioner like him, worth years of arduous cultivation. Its power was far beyond that of ordinary Yin energy.

    If he had possessed this essence earlier, perhaps… he could have challenged Lin Tianlu from across the river.

    But he knew that this seemingly gentle and seductive man was not someone he could trifle with. His power was unimaginable, capable of ending his life in an instant.

    “Those women on the boat are all close to Lin Tianlu. We can catch them all in one net. But they’re all so beautiful and charming. It would be a waste to kill them. I’ll just devour them and ‘replace’ them, keeping Lin Tianlu company.”

    Yan Yi smiled faintly, pointing his fan towards the boat on the river.

    “Go. Burn that—”

    Poof!

    An explosion erupted, a wave of heat washing over them.

    Jiang Zhi instinctively recoiled in fear, shielding himself with his arms. When the heat subsided, he cautiously lowered his hands, his eyes wide with shock.

    The crimson aura that had been swirling on Yan Yi’s fan had vanished.

    Jiang Zhi’s face was filled with disbelief.

    —The Crimson Sun Essence… had been extinguished?!

    “Oh?” Yan Yi let out a soft exclamation, his expression surprised.

    Then, his smile widened, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Immune to fire, unfazed by the Crimson Sun Essence… He’s not just a beginner at the Transformation Realm… This is getting interesting! I’m even more eager to get my hands on him now!”

    Jiang Zhi trembled, his fear overwhelming. “Master Yan Yi…”

    “Step back. This isn’t a place for you. If you die, I won’t bother collecting your corpse.”

    Yan Yi flicked his sleeve, and the crimson aura around him condensed, forming several crimson swords.

    With a flick of his finger, dozens of sword shadows shot across the river, their power immense, piercing through the air.

    Boom, boom, boom!

    Waves of water erupted as the swords struck, almost engulfing the pleasure boat.

    Yan Yi’s smile was playful and seductive, but his attacks were relentless, a barrage of crimson swords, each strike more powerful than the last. The river churned, explosions echoing across the water.

    But…

    As the mist cleared, the lantern-lit boat emerged from the flames, unscathed, slowly turning towards the shore.

    “Such potent Yang energy, forming a flawless protective barrier. Such extraordinary power, truly captivating! Now I understand why those women are so smitten with him!”

    Yan Yi chuckled softly, waving his fan. A massive wave of crimson fire erupted, engulfing the boat once more.

    “…”

    Jiang Zhi, who had retreated a safe distance, stared at the terrifying scene, his jaw dropping.

    This was the first time he had witnessed Yan Yi unleashing such power. It was like witnessing a legendary immortal!

    “I’ve only used thirty percent of my power. Let’s see what he’s made of.” Yan Yi closed his fan and thrust his palm towards the sea of fire. The flames surged, their intensity growing, reaching towards the sky.

    “Now, he should—”

    He suddenly stopped speaking, staring at the river in shock.

    The pleasure boat emerged from the flames, unscathed, slowly approaching the dock.

    Yan Yi was astonished.

    This fire, fueled by the Crimson Sun Essence, could melt even metal and stone. Even a mortal grandmaster would be reduced to ashes.

    But this boat…

    Jiang Zhi was terrified. “Master Yan Yi, what is this—”

    Before he could finish speaking, he froze, his body stiff as if struck by lightning.

    Because Yan Yi had a gaping hole in his chest.

    “…”