Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

"W-What do you mean?"

Adela looked at what Ruka was holding.

That's... a straw?

It was about the thickness and size of a little finger, with a piston attached to the back, looking like something for drawing air in. Ryuka was also holding a bottle, which appeared to contain some kind of solution.

"You said you wouldn't use potions!"

"This isn't a magic potion; it's just ordinary lubricant, extracted from aloe vera juice."

Ryūka poured out some lubricant and showed it to Adela, but Adela still had no idea what she was about to face until she heard Ryūka's devilish whisper:

"I've heard that a woman's penis can get bigger, but I've never seen it with my own eyes. Theoretically, if you apply some lubricant and use this little tube to suck it in, it can get bigger and bigger. Although it can't compare to a man's, it should be possible to get as big as the tip of your little finger... Well, of course, it also depends on your physical condition, Miss Adela~"

Adela didn't understand what he was saying at first, but when she saw Ryūka demonstrate the vacuum straw in his hand, she suddenly understood and her face turned deathly pale.

"No, no... This is too outrageous! This is not normal at all!"

She struggled to escape from the table, but Ryuga only tore off parts of her straitjacket, leaving her naked from neck to thigh, while her hands and feet remained bound. This left Adela wriggling in place like a pitiful worm, helplessly watching Ryuga approach with a smile.

"Is it because you think it's too small? It's okay, small ones are cute too. Or are you planning to give up?"

Admit defeat? Adela still held onto the hope of victory, but she never expected Ryūka to come up with such a devilish scheme! This was a vicious idea that should never exist in this world! But she had nowhere to escape. No matter how her fair and voluptuous body twisted and turned, she couldn't avoid the boy's steel-like hands.

She didn't utter the word "defeat," but she also couldn't accept the torture Ryūka described. Adela's delicate, bloodless lips trembled as she watched Ryūka easily lift her up like a doll, toss her onto the prison bed, and then effortlessly spread her pale legs into a large diamond shape.

"No, no... Are you crazy! It can't be! How can this be considered an ordinary method!"

"No magic, no potions, just a little ingenuity, of course, it's 'ordinary means'."

With a mischievous grin, Liu Xia parted the golden grass with her fingers, tracing delicate arcs on the soft hillside. With light and skillful finger movements, she quickly transformed the dry golden meadow into a muddy swamp...

"Ha~~ What is this... Stop... Stop!"

"Ha! Here it comes! The restless little rascal from the swamp has finally shown its face~ You good-for-nothing, hurry up and perk up!"

Amid Adela's rapid, gurgling sounds, Ryuka's smooth fingers precisely grasped the tender spot that held all of Adela's senses at that moment. This caused Adela's pupils to contract instantly, and her breathing became rapid, like asthma, sometimes choking and sometimes whimpering. But the boy's two fingertips acted like precise instruments, rubbing back and forth on both sides of that spot with precise force and frequency. An intense stimulation that threatened to break her brain caused Adela's body to convulse and struggle uncontrollably.

It hurts! It hurts so much! But there's also a kind of uncomfortable comfort to it! What is this?!

Something's coming! Something's coming!!! Something's coming out of my body!!!

"Aaaaaah!!"

With a sudden, intense spasm in Adela's thigh, a stream of fluid splattered out like water from a gun, completely soaking her cell bed. At the same time, Adela's upper body flexed like a spring, trembling and sprawling for a long time before finally collapsing heavily and weakly back onto the bed.

What is this?

"Not bad quality, is this your first time climaxing? Haven't you ever done it yourself? Really? You're twenty and haven't even touched yourself yet, no wonder the color and shape look so good~"

Ryuka's voice seemed to be shrouded in a veil, echoing endlessly in Adela's mind. She savored the blissful feeling she had just experienced, as if she were drunk.

then……

"Ah!!!! It hurts!!!! Ohhh!!! Stop it!!!"

Unfortunately, Ryuka didn't go to the trouble of doing handicrafts for her just to make her feel good.

Just as that sensitive spot was at its most sensitive moment after the climax, Ryuka separated the tender flesh on both sides, suddenly exposing it to the air, and then precisely attached the vacuum straw, immediately sucking away the air inside with the suction piston!

A strange thing happened: the tiny, pitiful particle was sucked up and grew several sizes, but at the same time, it brought Adela great pain!

"Let's leave it at that for the first time. I didn't expect you to be so juicy, Miss Adela, that we didn't even need any lubricant."

Ryusha pulled out the piston, leaving only half a vacuum straw, about the size of a little finger, on Adela's little hill. If she closed her legs, only a tiny glimpse could be seen hidden by the golden grass.

But Adela was already trembling with pain, her legs twitching.

"Please, pull it out...please..."

Seeing Adela's pretty face flushed and her eyes filled with tears as she pleaded, Ryuka lightly flicked the upright straw with her finger, instantly causing Adela's eyes to roll back.

"If you want to pull it out, then pull it out yourself."

After saying that, Ryusha put the piston away. Without the piston to release the air, the straw would just stick firmly to it. If Adela tried to pull it off herself, the pain would be too much for her to bear.

"That's enough for today. I'll come back tomorrow morning to help you untangle it. But before that..."

Ryūka glanced at the sheets soaked by Adela's spray and the messy bed, and said to Adela, who was curled up on the bed:

"You don't have a maid to take care of you anymore, so you have to do everything yourself. Remember to wash your sheets and tidy up your room, or you'll be in for it tomorrow... I'll have the shadow guards keep an eye on you, so don't even think about trying to kill yourself again."

After saying that, Ryuka turned and left. He was mentally satisfied with what he had done, but his body disagreed; it was time to go back and find someone else to enjoy himself with.

However, behind him came Adela's painful pleas.

"wait wait wait……"

"Ok?"

"Please, let Yulina come, okay... I don't want those girls to see me like this..."

Adela was naturally referring to the shadow guards. Although she and Yurina were somewhat awkward at the moment, Yurina was the only one Adela could accept. As for this request, Ryūka pondered for a moment before smiling and saying:

“I can ask Yulina for her opinion, but you have to do the work yourself, understand? Otherwise, neither of you will get away with it.”

With Julian locked up in a cell, Ryuga wasn't worried that Yurina would disobey his orders, but he still made it clear beforehand.

"Understood……"

Seeing that Ryūka had agreed to her plea, Adela quickly and sensibly nodded. Watching the boy's departing figure, Adela felt utterly miserable…

Just one month, you'll be fine after one month! It'll only hurt a little, but you'll get used to it...

Adela comforted herself with this thought and endured the first day of training...

Chapter 44 Pleasure in the Altar Cave

After leaving Adela, Ruka went back to find Yurina and told her about Adela's request.

“You don’t need to take care of her, just take over the duties of the guard and keep an eye on her. This is what Adela suggested, I’m just relaying it, you decide for yourself.”

After saying that, Ryuka turned to leave, but Yurina hesitated for only a second before immediately saying, "I agree!"

"Is that so?" Ryuka couldn't help but turn around and glance at Yurina. Despite the betrayals that had occurred between the master and servant, this girl still couldn't resist spending time with Adela.

"You should think this through. You might see a lot of things you shouldn't see. Don't you still want to live a normal life with your brother?"

Ryuka planned to send the two siblings to the hot spring resort to be looked after by Count Duke after everything was settled and he confirmed that the siblings were alright. Although the two siblings had a talent for fighting with magical equipment, it would also cause them some pain. Working at the hot spring resort would be more suitable for these two siblings who came from servant backgrounds.

Yurina understood Ruka's unspoken meaning; after all, Ruka must be doing something shady with Adela. If Yurina found out, her personal freedom would likely be even more restricted in the future.

She couldn't help but glance at the iron door of the opposite cell. Julian, who had overheard their conversation, seemed to sense his sister's inner turmoil and showed his face. He first nodded to Ryūka, saying, "Governor," before looking at his sister:

“If this makes you feel better, then go. I believe the Governor will understand your feelings. Although we are sinners, the Governor is a noble man and will not be harsh on you.”

Ryuu chuckled as Julian flattered him. Julian's words were simply a way of telling him to keep his promise to let the siblings go and not force Yulina to do anything.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor," was Ryūka's thought. These brother and sister were at most accomplices, and their defection was a plus; they hadn't done anything truly heinous. Ryūka's attitude towards such people was much gentler. While he wasn't as 'noble' as Julian described, he wasn't an utterly wicked person either.

"That's settled then. I'll have the guards take you there in a bit. Remember what you should and shouldn't do."

After saying that, Ryusha left the dungeon and headed to the Sochi Cathedral, which had already been emptied.

"This should be the place the family has been talking about..."

Beneath the Sochi Cathedral, Megan led Ryusha into a newly excavated opening. As magic gathered in her palm, forming a sphere of light for illumination, Ryusha finally saw what was inside.

This is an ancient altar. The stone walls inside the cave are carved with exquisite murals and foreign scripts. A bright moon is painted on the wall in the center of the altar, and its color has not faded despite the passage of time. Below are carved stone tables and benches, large enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

“We’ve already checked. Besides the main altar, there were several rooms behind it, presumably used for worship and living quarters. But they’ve all been cleaned out; we can’t find anything except these murals…”

Ryusha listened to Megan's excavation report. Above this cave was the secret chamber of Sochi Cathedral, where Shinatiel was officially discovered. It contained some papal texts and sacred magic arrays, which Kania was attempting to study and translate. The other end of the secret chamber connected to this cave. Judging from the traces, the papacy knew about this place; perhaps it was because this was once a pagan temple that they built the cathedral on top of it.

However, judging from other evidence, the Vatican had sealed off this place for over a century. When Ryūka first received this news, he was curious why they hadn't completely destroyed the heretics' temple, since it was something they couldn't tolerate. But the murals inside the cave were remarkably well-preserved, almost like a museum.

The answer was revealed the moment Ryūka stood before the stone wall.

"When devout believers call upon the lost name and offer the loyalty flowing in their blood, the great being will accept His remaining people and lead them to a new home..."

In her mind, Yu's voice came when Ryūka saw the foreign script carved on the mural, which made Ryūka understand why the Holy See had not destroyed this place, and why the Payne family was also very interested in it.

On the mural, a group of tiny figures who look like dark elves are kneeling in devout worship. Guided by the light of a bright moon, they enter a gate, then cross the sea in a small boat, and finally meet their people who are there to greet them...

"Lost ruins of heretics, is that it? It seems there's a way to open the door to the heretical continent from this side... Yu, is this the lost script of the dark elves?"

The murals here clearly suggest that the remaining dark elves had a way to leave this continent through the heretical ruins of East Heaven Lake. But for some reason, they didn't, and eventually intermarried with the humans here, gradually forgetting their past.

"I don't know, I can only understand their meaning." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the initial statement.)

Hearing Yu's answer, Ryuka turned to Megan and asked, "Have you had Zona and the others come and see this? Is the writing on it Dark Elf script?"

Megan shook her head: "She's seen it. Although the Dark Elf script has long been lost among them, Zona is quite certain that it's not the ancient Dark Elf script."

Hearing this, Ryuka couldn't help but sigh: "A lost name, loyalty of blood, and all these confusing tricks... Is this what the Payne family wants? That's it?"

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't know..."

Megan looked somewhat ashamed, even though it wasn't her fault, but the disappointment shown by Ryusha made her feel that she wasn't good enough.

"Oh, never mind... Megan, come here and help me cool off."

Ryuu rolled his eyes; the training he had just given Adela had aroused him greatly. Although there were still a bunch of problems, none of them could be solved in a short time. Looking at Megan's mature and tall figure with a submissive expression, Ryuu simply beckoned with his finger, and she immediately crawled over on all fours, wiggling her amazing hips and burying her head, which was wavy purple hair, between Ryuu's legs.

"Use your nipple, suck in your mouth tightly, hollow your face, and look up at me with your eyes rolled back. Yes, just like that, good girl..."

Watching Megan's purple lipstick leave rings of arousing marks beneath her, Ryuka leaned comfortably against the stone altar, occasionally glancing at the exquisite patterns on the surrounding murals, and occasionally giving Megan a few light slaps, eliciting sweet, flattering moans from her breath.

No matter how many times you enjoy it, Megan's full lips and tongue can bring you the ultimate pleasure. The wet saliva is accumulated in her mouth and makes a slurping sound with the deep breathing of her head. The female knight's powerful and flexible tongue is like a small hand taking care of every nerve, while the warm depths of her throat give the most joyful reward for each deep charge.

With just a slight movement or glance from Ryusha, Megan knew what her little master wanted. She changed the rhythm and position of her service according to Ryusha's wishes, her sexy mouth like a conscious and precise instrument, solely to satisfy her deepest desires.

"Alright, climb up the stone platform and show us your fat ass."

As Ryusha pulled her up by the hair, Megan looked at the stone altar in front of her with a troubled expression.

"Climb up? But Master, this size..."

Not quite right… Megan glanced at the precarious height of the altar platform. The platform was about the size of a small rectangular table, not very wide, and its length was only about the length of an average person's forearm. For the tall Megan, whether she lay down or knelt with her buttocks raised, the surface area wasn't large enough. Moreover, the platform was too high, making it impossible for Megan to align the two openings directly with Ryūsha's waist, no matter what position she adopted, to facilitate her little master's entry and exit.

Megan realized that Ryuka was deliberately bullying her, and that Ryuka wouldn't use any of her abilities to find a suitable position on her own.

Not only that, the boy deliberately said to Megan, "This is a precious artifact; even the Vatican wouldn't dare damage it. You'd better be careful!"

"This……"

Megan stared at the stone platform before her, swallowed hard, and finally came up with a plan. First, she removed her sturdy metal boots. Her breastplate had already been removed, revealing two astonishing mounds of white flesh that sagged slightly into perfect curves under gravity. After removing her knee-high boots, she was left only with gleaming metallic shoulder and arm armor, and a few pieces of skirt armor around her waist. Then there was her undergarment, a knight's tunic, and on her legs, a pair of black over-the-knee stockings, held in place by straps, constricting her full, powerful, and sexy thighs.

After taking off her boots, Megan stepped onto the edge of the stone platform with her feet barely touching the ground, placing her arches on the smooth edge. After placing her left leg on it first, she grabbed the opposite edge of the platform with her hands, gripping it tightly with her fingers, and then climbed up the other side of her body in the same way.

"Is this...is this alright, Master..."

As Megan settled into place, Ryusha admired her posture. Her hands gripped the opposite corners of the stone platform, her fingers interlocked, supporting most of her body weight, the veins on the backs of her white hands bulging. Her feet were spread across the opposite corners of the platform, her thighs and calves pressed together, her buttocks dangling from the outer edge of the platform like a squatting position.

As Megan settled into place, Ryusha admired her posture. Her hands gripped the opposite corners of the stone platform, her fingers interlocked, supporting most of her body weight, the veins on the backs of her white hands bulging. Her feet were spread across the opposite corners of the platform, her thighs and calves pressed together, her buttocks dangling from the outer edge of the platform like a squatting position.

Like someone clinging to a bar using both hands and feet, her body dangled to the side where Ryūka stood, relying entirely on the strength of her arms to hold up her squatting form. Her squatting feet acted as a fulcrum, adjusting the height of her waist and buttocks hanging out. Her ten toes, exposed by her socks, had to be curled inwards and tensed to grip the stone platform, while her arches trembled on the slightly rounded edges, fearing she might slip and fall. Her heels, having no foothold, could only tremble pitifully.

Her plump, white buttocks, in this posture, drooped down from the somewhat high stone platform, reaching up to Ryusha's waist. However, this posture caused Megan's back to arch like a shrimp, resulting in the two openings between her plump buttocks pointing slightly forward…

"Is this the best way you can think of? Stick your butt out a little more~"

"Yes! Master!"

As Liuxia relentlessly slapped her, Megan gritted her teeth and struggled to arch her back in this position, finally aiming the two wet, crimson mounds between her snow-white buttocks at her little master's weapon.

"That's more like it."

As Ryusha straightened his back, his thrust, delivered with ease despite Megan's comical pose, reached the deepest, wet, and tightest part of her. The female knight's frustrated trembling seemed to amplify his excitement, causing her body to vibrate slightly.

"Hiss!! Thank you, Master, for the compliment..."

After being struck to its deepest point, Megan screamed and her eyes rolled back. Ryusha's thick member seemed to provide a point of support for the weight of her ample buttocks, but this meant that Ryusha was pressing down hard on her deepest point, and the weight of her large body almost made her feel like she was being crushed...

But that wasn't all. As a slave, Megan also had to move herself to please her master. She gripped the stone platform, her taut soles and thighs straining as she thrust her enormous buttocks up and down in a comical manner, swallowing Ryusha's thick member with each thrust, accompanied by a wet, squelching sound.

"Oh~ Master is so amazing! This lowly slave is going to be pierced through!"

"You're the one who's going to ruin yourself by sitting on this! This is an ancient altar, and you're letting unclean liquid spill out like this. Look where it's splashed all over!"

Ryusha slapped Megan's skin mercilessly, enjoying her automatic service. Her plump, white buttocks and long purple hair danced in front of her, a feast for both the eyes and the senses. But Ryusha was still not satisfied and couldn't resist having a mischievous thought. She reached her hands to the soles of Megan's feet and gently tickled them with her fingernails.

"You unhygienic sow, how long has it been since you washed your stinky feet? Can't you smell the sweat coming from them?"

"I'm so sorry, Master, Megan is a stinky sow... Ohhh!! Please, Master, stop scratching my feet! The sow is going to fall down!!"

Megan responded to Ryūka's humiliation with humiliation. In reality, she had only been on duty for a normal day, but the tight-fitting female knight armor, combined with the sweltering summer heat, meant that no matter how careful she was—showering twice a day and applying perfume—she still had a slight body odor. Ryūka's tickling of her feet made it even harder for her to maintain this difficult position; she nearly slipped off the stone platform several times. If Ryūka hadn't lifted her up with his waist, she probably would have fallen on top of him and shattered herself with her weight…