I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

"Your Majesty, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

"My true target has always been Alice."

“I already said, Alice will never give it to you,” Enoria said coldly. “You’d better take this handout I’m giving you while I still have the patience and get as far away as possible.”

"Is that so?" Lynn sighed, seemingly quite disappointed with how the negotiations had gone.

He lowered his head to look at the shackles on his wrists that emitted a faint magical glow, then raised his head again, his gaze sweeping unabashedly over Enoria's flawless, mature and charming face.

Then, his gaze traveled downwards, gliding over her fair and slender neck, lingering on the deep cleavage faintly visible at the neckline of her black court dress, and finally settling on her legs.

It was a highly aggressive, undisguised gaze.

Enoria's face instantly darkened. As the kingdom's supreme ruler, no one had dared to look at her like that for over a decade.

“Since Her Majesty the Queen Mother values ​​Alice so much and considers her to be crucial to the future of the kingdom, I cannot force her to do anything.” Lynn spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone carrying a chilling frivolity. “However, I have a quirk: I never leave empty-handed.”

He paused for a moment, his smile suddenly vanished, and his eyes became extremely serious.

"Since I cannot have Alice, then let me be so bold as to spend the night with Your Highness. How about that?"

The air in the cell seemed to have been sucked out in that instant.

Although the two level 70 heavy armor knights standing outside the door could not hear the sounds inside, the four hidden guards in the shadows could hear them clearly.

At that moment, four extremely terrifying killing intents instantly locked onto Lynn.

With just a glance from Enoria, this madman who spouts such wild words would be instantly dismembered.

“One for one.” Lynn ignored the murderous intent around him and continued, “Use His Highness’s one night to ensure the King’s safety, and to prevent me from detonating that bargaining chip that would bring shame to the entire royal family.”

"Your Highness, you're not losing out on this deal at all."

"you wanna die?"

Enolia suddenly stood up, and in the next second, she had already stepped to the bedside.

"boom!"

A foot clad in a black pointed high heel stomped down hard on Lynn's chest with merciless force.

The heel was extremely sharp, pressing directly against Lynn's heart through his thin shirt.

If she had exerted just a little more force with her foot, that sharp heel would have pierced Lynn's chest and plunged into his heart.

A sharp pain shot through his chest, and Lynn's breath caught in his throat for a moment, but he did not struggle.

He simply looked up at the Queen Mother, who stood before him, looking down at him from a superior position.

Enoria's gaze at that moment was as if she were looking at a disgusting bug.

"You think I wouldn't dare kill you just because you have that thing in your hand?" Enoria's heel slowly ground against Lynn's chest, her voice seemingly coming from the deepest hell, "Believe it or not, I can cut off your tongue right now, sever your limbs, and let you live like a maggot in this dungeon for decades!"

"I believe you." Lynn coughed up a mouthful of blood, but the smile that was infuriating still lingered on his lips.

He felt the sharp pain in his chest and the subtle fragrance of a top-tier perfume emanating from Enoria's ankle, but his eyes showed no sign of backing down.

"Forgive my audacity, Your Majesty," Lynn said, panting. "I didn't intend to use my weakness to threaten you, after all, it's something a mother cares about most. But..."

Lynn's eyes suddenly turned greedy.

"I'm going to have at least one of you women today!"

"Either let me take Alice away, and we'll leave each other alone."

"Either you stay here yourself and pay off this debt for her. Use your body to appease my anger and save your son's life."

Lynn stared at Enoria's phoenix eyes, wide with anger, and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Therefore, Your Highness, letting me take Alice away might be the most correct choice. What do you think?"

A chill suddenly ran through Enolia as she looked at the man at her feet.

She had seen countless people driven mad by power, money, and survival, but she had never seen a madman like Lynn, who dared to hold a knife to the throat of the royal family just to force her to hand over a woman.

No, he wasn't even forcing her to hand over Alice. He was using extremely despicable and extreme methods to test her limits and trample on her dignity.

He was gambling that she wouldn't dare risk Olivier's life in the slightest.

Enoria's foot, which was pressing against Lynn's chest, trembled slightly.

She really wanted to stomp on him and end this madman's life.

However, the thought of her son struggling between life and death in the bedchamber made her heart feel as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

She can't gamble.

Enoria took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed her boiling killing intent.

"You, all of you, get out."

Without turning around, Enolia coldly commanded.

Without hesitation, the four hidden guards transformed into four black shadows and silently withdrew from the cell.

"Close the door and activate the highest level of soundproofing. Without my order, no one is allowed to approach within ten steps of this cell. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The heavily armored knight outside the door responded respectfully.

"boom."

The heavy steel cell door was slowly closed, and then a pale blue magical ripple flashed across the door, completely isolating the cell from the outside world.

Only Lynn and Enochia remained in the cell.

Enoria remained in the position of stepping on Lynn's chest. She looked down at Lynn, and the anger at the corner of her mouth suddenly disappeared.

“Since you put it that way…” Enoria’s voice became extremely gentle, “then I’d like to see what abilities you have that make you dare to make such a request to me.”

Enolia didn't remove her foot from Lynn's chest; instead, she applied even more weight, her sharp heel pressing precisely against Lynn's heart through the fabric. With each heartbeat, Lynn could feel a sharp pain that almost pierced his skin.

But Lynn didn't even frown. His gaze followed the black high heel that was pressing against her chest, all the way up, past the straight and slender calves encased in black stockings, and finally settled on Enoria's smiling face.

"What? Is Your Highness planning to inspect the goods yourself?" Lynn not only didn't hold back, but instead spoke in a highly provocative tone.

Enolia snorted coldly, her phoenix eyes filled with the arrogance and disdain of a superior.

In her view, Lynn's arrogant words were nothing but a desperate act of bravado.

This man thought he could provoke her with such despicable means, make her lose her temper and make a wrong judgment?

too naive.

Having spent decades navigating the cannibalistic royal palace and ultimately ascending to the pinnacle of power by stepping over countless corpses, Enoria's greatest skill lies in destroying a person's will.

"Inspect the goods? You're not qualified."

Enolia's voice was languid. She slowly withdrew her foot from Lynn's chest, but did not step back. Instead, she stood by the bed, looking down at him.

Then, in Lynn's slightly narrowed pupils, Enoria raised her hands and gracefully unbuttoned the top button of the neckline of her black court dress.

Lynn's breath hitched involuntarily.

Enolia slowly took off her elaborate and luxurious black coat and casually tossed it onto the carpet beside her.

She wore only a tight-fitting dark red silk camisole underneath, instantly revealing her breathtaking curves.

The voluptuousness of a mature woman combined with the firmness of long-term maintenance are perfectly integrated in her, exuding a fatal allure.

"Didn't you want me?" Enochia bent down slightly, placing her hands on the bed on either side of Lynn's body, her stunningly beautiful face close to Lynn's.

The two were less than ten centimeters apart, and Lynn could even clearly smell the faint fragrance on her body, a mixture of roses and some unknown magic potion.

The fragrance was extremely aggressive, as if it wanted to penetrate his pores and ignite the flames in his blood.

“I’m right here now. Do you dare to move?” A mocking smile played on Enolia’s lips.

Lynn's hands were tightly bound by dark golden magic-sealing shackles, his magic power was completely cut off, and every movement of his body felt incredibly heavy.

He looked at the red lips so close to his face, at those defiant eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

“Your Highness is playing with fire.” Lynn’s voice became somewhat low.

“Playing with fire?” Enoria chuckled, her laughter filled with contempt. “I just want you, this arrogant fool, to understand that even if I lay everything out in front of you, you can only watch, endure, and then… collapse in despair, like a dog on a chain.”

Before she could finish speaking, Enoria suddenly raised her right leg, and her foot, clad in black stockings, stepped over Lynn's body, kneeling on either side of Lynn's thighs in a highly humiliating manner.

She didn't sit down completely, but rather leaned her weight on Lynn in a suspended position.

Lynn's pupils dilated instantly.

Enoria's movements were too fast and too daring.

The incredible softness and heat transmitted through the fabric instantly brought Lynn's nerves to their limit.

"What? You can't take it already?" Enoria noticed Lynn's body stiffen instantly, and the mockery in her eyes intensified.

She extended a long, slender finger painted with dark red nail polish and slowly slid it down Lynn's chin.

The fingertips traced Lynn's Adam's apple, then his chest heaving with rapid breathing, finally resting on his lower abdomen.

"Weren't you just yelling about trading one for one?" Enoria's fingertips traced circles lightly on the ground, her voice as gentle as a lover's whisper. "Now, I'm right here on top of you. Where's your ridiculous masculine pride? Show it to me."

Lynn gritted her teeth.

He had to admit that Enochia was simply a born monster.

She knew all too well how to use her body to destroy a man's reason.

That haughty queenly demeanor, combined with her extremely ambiguous and suggestive actions, was enough to instantly break any normal man's defenses.

But Lynn was no ordinary man.

Even though his body's instincts were screaming wildly, his mind remained frighteningly calm.

"Your Majesty, are you underestimating me?" Lynn took a deep breath, his eyes showing no sign of submission, but rather a wild, aggressive look.

"Hmm?" Enoria raised an eyebrow slightly.

Just then, she suddenly felt an extremely astonishing change coming from the place where she was suspended in mid-air.

Enoria's body trembled violently. Her eyes widened, and her face, which had been full of mockery, instantly showed undisguised astonishment.

How can it be?

As a woman who had long held a position of power, she understood men's instincts and her own charm.

But she never expected that, even when bound by the Demon-Sealing Shackles, stripped of all his magic, and under extreme psychological pressure, this man would still produce such a terrifying reaction.

It was a kind of wild capital with destructive power.

That astonishing... made her body, which was originally suspended in mid-air, tremble involuntarily.

"It seems Your Highness is quite satisfied with my abilities?" Lynn smiled as he looked at Enoria's astonished expression.

Enoria's face flushed instantly, a mixture of anger and embarrassment at being offended.

She originally intended to humiliate Lynn in this way, to make him understand that he was just a useless dog.

But now, the situation seems to be slightly out of control.

"You vile madman!"

Enoria gritted her teeth and cursed, then suddenly sat up, trying to get off Lynn.

But just as she was about to pull away, Lynn's hands, which were bound by shackles, suddenly and with great difficulty lifted upwards.

"Splash!"

The heavy shackles made a crisp sound. Although Lynn could not break free, he used the short iron chain in the middle of the shackles to precisely loop around Enoria's slender waist, and then pulled her down sharply.

"what!"

Caught completely off guard, Enoria gasped and instantly lost her balance, falling heavily onto Lynn.

"presumptuous!"

Enoria let out an angry shout, desperately trying to prop herself up, but Lynn used the iron chain to tightly bind her waist, firmly imprisoning her voluptuous body against his own.

"Your Highness, you started the game first. Isn't it too late to run away now?" Lynn's voice rang in Enolia's ear, his warm breath hitting her earlobe and sending shivers down her spine.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and each breath they took brought a slight friction.

"Do you know what you're doing?!" Enoria gritted her teeth, her hands gripping Lynn's chest tightly, trying to create some distance. "If I shout, the knights outside will rush in and chop your hands and feet to pieces."

“You can try.” Lynn not only didn’t let go, but tightened the chain even more.

Enoria's breathing became completely disordered.