I just reached the maximum level, and you want me to be a puppet emperor?

Chapter 762 The power struggle between the "little cotton-padded jackets" has not stopped! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
Salorin had actually looked at it once and thought there shouldn't be any problems, but he loved to drink and was quite tipsy yesterday, so he wasn't sure if he had misread it and didn't dare to explain.

Li Chen did not punish him immediately, but simply waved his hand, his tone indifferent yet tinged with displeasure: "Such incompetence! Go back and reflect on your actions! I'll leave you under observation for now!"

This kind of ambiguous handling is more frightening than direct punishment.

Salorin returned home dejectedly and told his wife Undine what had happened. The two embraced and wept bitterly, feeling as if the sky were falling.

Just then, Chief Lor'themar's wrath also descended. He personally went to the Salorin family, pointed his finger at him, and sternly reprimanded him:

"Sarolin! You fool! His Majesty gave you a chance, which is an immense favor! How dare you be so negligent, even drinking and neglecting your duties, and trying to fool His Majesty with substandard products?! Do you know that you almost brought a terrible disaster upon your family! If it weren't for His Majesty's magnanimity, I would have crippled you right now!"

In a fit of rage, Lor'themar ordered Salorin to be imprisoned in the family dungeon to await further orders, which was actually a show for Li Chen.

With her husband thrown into the dungeon, his future uncertain, and possibly even to be executed by the enraged patriarch, Undine felt her world crumble in an instant.

She wept bitterly, pleading with everyone she could, but who would dare to plead for someone who had "offended His Majesty" at this time?
With nowhere else to turn, she thought of Sylph, the "favorite" who now had a say in His Majesty's eyes.

She knelt outside Sylph's courtyard gate, pleading with Sylph to save her husband.

Sylph helped her into the house, and looking at her face, which was both pitiful and desperate yet still breathtakingly beautiful, she secretly sighed that the plan was going well.

She looked troubled, hesitated for a long time, and then, as if she had made up her mind, lowered her voice and said, "Aunt Undine, Uncle Salorin has indeed caused a great disaster this time. He has angered His Majesty, and even the Chieftain cannot protect him. Now, perhaps the only hope lies with His Majesty himself."

“But what right do we have to plead with His Majesty?” Undine sobbed uncontrollably.

At her level, it's indeed difficult for her to even get an audience with Li Chen.

Sylph leaned closer to her, her voice tinged with a mixture of allure and helplessness: "The normal way won't work, of course. But perhaps there's another way, albeit a less-than-ideal one. Your Majesty has only recently awakened and is in dire need of some trusted servants."

“If you, Aunt, are willing to humble yourself and personally plead with His Majesty, stating that you are willing to atone for your husband’s sins and serve him as a slave, perhaps His Majesty, seeing your sincerity and considering your circumstances (Silph glanced meaningfully at Undine’s beautiful face and voluptuous figure), might show leniency and spare Uncle Salorin this time.”

She had assumed that a chaste and virtuous woman like Undine would refuse her firmly, or even berate her. She was prepared to use persuasion and even semi-coercion as a means of recourse.

However, to Sylph's surprise, Undine trembled violently when she heard the words "slave and servant," her face drained of color, and her eyes were filled with struggle and pain.

But when she thought of her husband, whose fate was unknown in the dungeon, and her young daughter, who might lose her father, she closed her eyes, two lines of tears sliding down her cheeks. When she opened them again, all that remained in her eyes was a resigned acceptance of her fate.

Her voice was hoarse, but she answered with unusual clarity, "Okay, thank you. I'm willing to do anything to save him."

Through Sylph's introduction, Li Chen's personal female slave team gained another member, none other than Undine, who appeared pure and innocent but had a fierce heart.

The term "personal slave" means that she needs to stay by Li Chen's side 24 hours a day, ready to meet any of her master's needs at any time, with almost no private time or space.

However, what confused and even made Undine uneasy was that although Li Chen kept her by his side, he did not immediately possess her as she had expected.

His Majesty simply had her perform seemingly mundane chores naked in the temple each day: massaging his stiff muscles, warming the bedding with her body heat beforehand, and quietly kneeling beside him to serve him tea and water while he read or drank.
Undine was extremely confident in her looks and figure, and she could tell that this lord was by no means a celibate person, as evidenced by the increasingly radiant complexions and occasional alluring glances of Bellodis and Ferrado. But why was he treating her this way? Was it disdain? Or was there some deeper meaning? This state of uncertainty only intensified her torment.

After a few days, Undine realized the crux of the problem herself.

She observed how enthusiastic and proactive Bilodis and Ferrado were in their service, their eyes filled with submission to His Majesty, and how they were almost always looking for opportunities to get close to him and ingratiate themselves.

And what about herself? Every time she saw the two female slaves communicating with His Majesty, or when His Majesty's aggressive gaze swept over her body, her heart would involuntarily race, her cheeks would flush, and she would even secretly swallow.

A strange flutter ran through her body, but her pride and long-standing loyalty to her husband prevented her from lowering herself and kneeling to beg for favor like they did.

This is exactly the effect Li Chen wanted.

He was like a most patient hunter, slowly wearing away her pride and pride, making her increasingly anxious as she waited and observed, and constantly battling between her urgent desire to save her husband and her own sense of shame.

Finally, Undine's mental state began to crumble.

She watched as her husband remained imprisoned in the dungeon, his release seemingly far off, while she, the female slave seeking "atonement," made no progress whatsoever.

She began to panic. Was the opportunity that Sylph had fought so hard for going to be wasted because of her own indecisiveness? What about her husband? What about her daughter?
A sense of desperation, or rather, a resolute determination to risk everything to save her family, began to grow in her heart.

On this day, as usual, she knelt beside the soft couch and massaged Li Chen's legs.

Perhaps she was distracted, or perhaps she had finally made up her mind in her subconscious. As she was about to get up and change seats, she lost her footing, cried out in surprise, and fell forward limply, landing right into Li Chen's arms.

At the same time, her already thin gauze dress slipped down, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, smooth skin and her breathtakingly full curves.

Undine looked up and met Li Chen's deep and burning gaze. This time, she did not immediately look away in panic. Instead, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes showed a hint of panic, a hint of shyness, and even a hint of reckless charm.

Her voice was barely audible, yet it held a sharp edge: "Your Majesty, I...I didn't mean to."

With a beauty throwing herself into his arms, and looking so alluringly ready to be taken, how could Li Chen possibly resist?
He had been seeing this beauty every day, and his heart was already restless. Now that she had finally taken the initiative, he stopped pretending.

"It's alright," Li Chen chuckled, tightening his arms to hold the warm, soft body firmly in his embrace. "I grant your permission."

The ensuing in-depth exchange can only be described as a thunderbolt striking a prairie fire.

From then on, this holy and beautiful woman with light elf blood, along with her colleague Ferrado with dark elf blood, one black and one white, one alluring and one holy, together became Li Chen's most capable female slaves, serving him day and night.

However, the power struggle between Sylph and Seratis, these two "little darlings," did not stop.

(End of this chapter)