The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

However, the fact that the female elf couldn't stay up late surprised the hero Mu Zhe. He was already exhausted after only one day and two nights; the female elf clearly wasn't dedicated enough.

Those were all funny stories from back then. Lorenwei glanced at Sylph, who was still lying on her stomach, her face turned to the side, fast asleep, and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Kurara asked curiously.

She looked at the section Lorenve was writing, which detailed the punishment and treatment of the traitor, and how to extract confessions through torture. How could she be smiling at this part? This wouldn't do; she needed to correct this erroneous tendency immediately.

"Ah, I think it's rare to have just the two of us, it's a very special opportunity."

Kurara's heart skipped a beat. Was she implying something? That thing they hadn't finished in the backyard last night...

However, Lorenwei said, "I didn't think too much about it, I just felt like someone would massage my shoulders."

"..." Oh dear, what am I thinking? How shameless! Kurara quickly corrected her thoughts.

Lorenwei spoke up: "Oh, really? Could you give me a shoulder massage?"

"You really know how to enjoy yourself." Kurara, standing behind Lorenwei, placed her hands on Lorenwei's shoulders and gently massaged them.

It hurts a little; the force was too much. But this is Her Highness the Princess serving me!

Lorenwei thoroughly enjoyed this treatment that even nobles were not entitled to.

As Kurala massaged her, she whispered, "How is it? Is your grip strong enough?"

A warm feeling welled up inside her; Kurara felt that this action was somewhat like that between a married couple. She enjoyed the process.

The act of massaging shoulders brought a sense of happiness to both the sensual Kurala and the lustful Lorenwei.

"It's nothing, I'm fine." Lorenwei's stiffness wasn't in her shoulders, but in her voice.

However, while everyone knows to use a gentler pressure when massaging the temples, Kurara has a bit trouble getting the right pressure when massaging the shoulders.

When pressing, her strength was fine, but when pinching, Lorenwei grimaced.

A girl giving herself a shoulder massage is already quite enjoyable. What if we added even better optimization conditions?

Beautiful, blonde, big breasts, princess...

Even if Kula breaks this shoulder, it's still a huge win!

"I'm sorry, I still can't control my strength these past two days." Kula knew from Lorenwei's voice that she had used too much force, so she immediately reduced the pressure on her hands.

"Ah, that feels good~" Lorenwei said with satisfaction.

Yes, that's why the fifth sister is always very popular, whether it's a man or a woman, and it can also create an interesting and enjoyable experience.

Kurara quickly remembered something, "Oh right, I practiced sparring with Sylph today, and I still couldn't gain the upper hand. Didn't I just become a Grand Knight? Why am I still being suppressed?"

Lorenvi knew perfectly well that Sylph was a legendary hero by birth, and even without her memories, she would still have some physical reflexes. But she didn't point it out, and instead asked, "What do you think?"

Kurara sighed, "I think Instructor Burbo is absolutely right. I really am the least talented person in the team!"

"No, no, don't lose confidence. You're a short-range tank." Lorenwei turned around and glanced at the front of Kula's open-fronted pajamas.

High mountains and deep valleys, treacherous terrain, highlight the characteristics of a tank and a great knight.

"Yes, he's a meat shield and a great knight," Lorenwei thought to herself.

Kurara objected, correcting her, "You're the meat shield! The metal shield! I used metal armor and a shield to defend myself, you're not allowed to call me a meat shield."

He increased the force slightly as a form of punishment.

Lorenwei pleaded in a low voice, "Oh dear, my shoulder is going to break. If I use any more force, I'll have to write with my feet."

"I don't want your stinky feet writing this." Kurala laughed and relaxed her grip.

Such playful banter was incredibly heartwarming for Khurara, who comes from a royal family. She thoroughly enjoyed the moment.

Lorenwei stopped writing, frowned seriously and thought for a moment: "By the way, Kurara, you should go to sleep first. I need to think about giving you a little surprise."

Another little surprise? Kula blushed.

"No, you're not allowed to kiss me in my sleep," Kurara whispered in Lorenwei's ear.

Your first kiss should be something you clearly feel; it shouldn't be wasted in your sleep.

"Uh, no, I meant to solve the problem of you always being the meat shield."

"I'm not a meat shield!"

"Okay, you're the MT."

What is MT?

“It’s more functional than a meat shield!” Lorenwei didn’t dwell on it. “Alright, then let’s not wait until morning, I’ll get it for you right away.”

Lorenwei picked out the hand crossbow that the dwarf hero Mordorson had personally crafted from a pile of weapons that her mother had already placed in her spatial ring.

Lorenwei, using the same concept as a hand crossbow, created a crossbow launcher for Kurara that could be mounted on her arm. The theory was simple, and the components were readily available; all that was needed was precise fire magic to weld the knight's arm armor and the hand crossbow together.

"Oh no, we also need to install a recoil-resistant part." Lorenwei thought for a moment, then worried that his wife's arm would be injured by the recoil.

Kurala didn't disturb her, but smiled and watched her quietly.

Kurala felt very happy watching her sweetheart busy herself for her.

Lorenwei didn't stand on ceremony and cut up various silk fabrics and mattress edges in the room to use as materials.

"It's finished! It's a crossbow that only obeys your will, has a safety mechanism, and won't hurt your arm!" Lorenwei proudly showed off her handicraft.

Although it's still very rough, it's already taking shape.

Lorenwei pulled Kurara into the courtyard of the Noblewoman's Palace.

“This move is called: Hmph, you think I’m a knight, but I have a crossbow!” Lorenwei loaded the crossbow for Kurara. “But don’t shoot Sylph, this is in case you encounter similar enemies in the future.”

Kurara smiled and said, "I know you'll feel bad if I hurt her."

She was just joking; she didn't really care. The fact that Lorenwei could work through the night to make things showed how much she cared for her.

"We'll aim for a deserted spot; you can fire a shot anywhere."

"Okay, the moonlight is still bright. I'll make sure I don't hurt my own people." Kurala raised her hand and shot at a wall covered with ivy in the yard.

Whoosh whoosh—

Three crossbow bolts shot out like lightning.

"So fast!" Lorenwei exclaimed inwardly. She probably couldn't dodge it now; it truly lived up to its reputation as a weapon forged by Mordosen.

"Wow, that's really good! And Lorenve, you did a really realistic job..." Kurara looked in surprise at the wall in the distance with three crossbow bolts stuck in it, "Where the bolts hit, three streams of blood actually spurted out!"

Lorenwei scratched the back of her head: "Holy crap—there's...there's a dead assassin!"

Early the next morning.

As the dawn's light bathed the land, the envoys who had been eagerly awaiting their return at the border outpost of the Fite Empire did not arrive as expected, nor did the triumphant chameleon envoys...

Chapter 218 A corpse sells for 10,000 gold coins; even the mother-in-law demands a day?

The chameleon's identity was discovered overnight, confirmed by the old archmage.

While the king dealt with the matter overnight, Lorenwei and Kurara had already returned to the Noble Lady's Palace.

On the way back to sleep, Lorenwei said, "Your old mage is very powerful; she knows all kinds of people."

Kurara said with a touch of pride, "She is our guardian mage, and she has protected us for three generations."

"What are you planning to do with this chameleon expert's body? Are you going to ask for some compensation or something? If so, I'll have to count you in."

Kurara said, "My father said that we should negotiate with the Fite Empire."

“But it’s pointless for me to say that; the Fate Empire certainly won’t acknowledge it,” Lorenwei thought for a moment.

It is now clear that Chameleon is not an exclusive warrior of the Fate Empire's royal family, but rather a kind of honorary master, similar to someone without official status. Even if he wanted to seek justice from the Fate Empire, he would easily be dismissed with the excuse of being a temporary worker.

The fact that the Fate Empire sent experts with such identities was also due to this security consideration.

"Yes, no one would admit it," Kurala said helplessly.

The Kingdom of Posi couldn't be too powerful either.

While the Black Robe Organization could be declared war upon directly, the old King Percy could only watch helplessly as the Fite Empire was attacked. In fact, they'd be delighted if a mere duchy declared war, allowing them to easily launch an attack.

The fundamental reason is that weak nations have no diplomacy.

“Then let’s do it this way.” Lorenwei’s mischievous scheme resurfaced. “Negotiation is a must, and the results must be made public. If the Fate Empire doesn’t acknowledge it, then we’ll expose his corpse on the city wall! We’ll announce that this master nicknamed Chameleon was a highly respected master of the Fate Empire who disobeyed the Empire’s orders and infiltrated the Grand Duchy’s main city palace, only to be discovered and killed on the spot.”

Kurara didn't react: "What are you doing...?"

Lorenwei laughed and said, "This is called going public. To avoid any misunderstandings in our diplomatic relations, we are now making this public to the general public."

"You, you're so mean..." Kurara quickly realized what was going on.

"Be careful with security, don't let anyone steal the body! That's a huge sum of money!" Lorenwei warned.

"Huh? I can understand if it wasn't stolen, but what do you mean by a huge sum of money?"

Lorenwei chuckled: "His friends will come and pay to buy his body. That's the perfect time to extort money from him."

"What did you guess?"

"It's just a guess, but the probability is very high. This friend is naturally from the Fate Empire. Every day the corpse hangs there is a slap in the face to the Fate Empire. What will those who work for them think? Anyone on their side knows that the mission has failed." Lorenwei said confidently, "Anyway, the Fate Empire is paying for it, so you can just ask for the moon! Ten thousand gold coins is fine!"

If the Second Prince were here, he would definitely be very sensitive to the number ten thousand gold coins. Anyway, Lorenwei was already used to throwing around huge sums like ten thousand gold coins.

Even Princess Kurara was astonished by this number.

"It's fine if the Fite Empire doesn't accept it, but it'll be either ten thousand gold coins or it will alienate them. Let them choose for themselves, we can't afford to lose out. That chameleon is so dangerous, thank goodness you're so brave, otherwise there would be endless trouble."

Kurara nodded: "Okay, then I'll arrange for someone to deliver the message immediately."

She sent a trusted maid to speak to him, and soon received confirmation from the king just before going to sleep.

"Father will appreciate Lorenwei even more," Kurara thought with satisfaction, but seeing Lorenwei about to sit down at her desk again, she quickly stopped her, "It's too late, write tomorrow."

“Well, there are indeed too many ideas to write down… no, I think this book shouldn’t be finished.” Lorenwei wrote this at the end of her ongoing book, *On the Self-Cultivation of a Bodyguard*:

[The author, Lorenwei, has not yet fully fulfilled her duty as a protector. Heaven's ways are flawed, and man's path is imperfect; this book ends here. To always be a good protector of those you love is the best protection!]

Kurara looked at the last sentence and smiled at Lorenwei.

A tutorial book was turned into a love letter by Lorenwei.

"Listen to your wife, time for bed." Lorenwei put down her pen and walked towards the small bed, then suddenly turned back and said, "Want to come over and sleep with me in the middle of the night?"