Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

After all, Ryūka himself was the biggest outsider, so far away from another world. He even began to feel like a farmer, raising the animals on his estate to be plump and healthy. But these animals started ganging up on the newly bought, skinny little guys, and since Ryūka couldn't change it, he simply ignored them and vented his frustration on the bandits.

"So that's how it is..." Hetia listened silently to Ryusha's complaints, and looking at the boy's profile with a faint sense of death, she realized that the boy in front of her was not yet seventeen years old, but had to worry about such things because of his status and abilities.

Unlike Kania and Melanie, she wasn't adept at comforting Ryukyu with words, but at this moment, Hetia seemed to remember something and murmured to Ryukyu:

"Perhaps Princess Tipalotura's arrival is a good thing for you..."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you remember the letter His Highness once sent you? The sentence written on the back..."

Hearing Hetia say that, Ryusha did indeed recall the delicate, playful handwriting on that fragrant letter paper:

"The saying goes, 'A fool worries unnecessarily,' but you're probably not a fool, so please don't overthink it!"

"You mean I'm overthinking things? Heh~ You really dare to say that~" Ryuga looked at Hetia beside her, a hint of threat in her voice. "And you're even using other people's words to make fun of me, Hetia, you've become bolder, haven't you?"

"No way! What are you thinking!"

Hetia blushed at the mischievous grin on Ryusha's face; she knew all too well what that expression meant.

“What I mean is, as a princess, Princess Tipalotura never thinks about these things. Perhaps this is a mindset she developed from childhood as a natural ruler…”

“Cold-blooded…but pure-hearted…” Hetia carefully chose her words as she described Tipalotura to Ryukyu.

"Her Highness is ambitious. Although she won't let her subordinates know what she's planning, everyone who meets her understands her extraordinary nature and is captivated by her aura. While she treats people with warmth and kindness, she can sometimes be frightening, because deep down she sometimes exudes a coldness that sees people as pawns and everything as worthless..."

“I’ve seen her sigh, but I’ve never seen her sad or troubled, which is different from you, Ryuka… But, but…”

Seeing Hetia suddenly start stammering, Ryusha pressed her for answers.

"Your worries and anxieties about these things make me feel more at ease and... I like you more than Princess Tipalotura..."

As Hetia finished speaking, her voice became as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and her flushed face and furrowed brows showed her extreme shyness.

"Are you saying this because you want me to maintain the alliance with Tipalottura, instead of turning against her?"

Looking at Hetia's shy expression, Ryuka keenly caught a glimpse of Hetia's hidden thoughts.

After all, one was her former master, and the other was her current master, lover, and nemesis... If possible, Hetia still wanted Ryusha to maintain her relationship with Tipalotura and not let anything go wrong during this 'Princess's Visit' incident.

Furthermore, Hetia genuinely felt that Tipalotura wouldn't have the same anxieties about being troubled by the humanity of her subjects as Ryukyu, and that Ryukyu might actually be able to find psychological balance by communicating with Tipalotura, becoming a 'more relaxed' lord.

She immediately glared at Ryūka and emphasized:

"I'm just saying this because I think if you have a good talk with Her Highness, maybe she can tell you how to adjust your mindset. It's easy to be influenced by her aura when you're around her. Of course... I'm not saying you should become like her... I just want you to be more open-minded... You're... fine the way you are..."

Hetia's words were somewhat clumsy, yet they revealed sincerity and concern. The clatter of hooves sounded like the heartbeat hidden in her chest. The red-haired female knight turned her face to the side, her eyes on the scenery along the way, but her heart was with the boy beside her.

"You..." Looking at Hetia's appearance, Ryuka couldn't help but sigh. As she exhaled the heavy air from her chest, all her worries and unpleasantness seemed to vanish.

"What...what happened to me?"

Hetia stared at Ryuga, looking somewhat nervous, unsure of what Ryuga was going to say to her.

Was what I said too foolish? Did it backfire? Did it cause him to misunderstand me?

While Hetia was guessing and pondering, Ryuka said something that made her furious with a helpless expression:

"If you act so innocent, won't it make people lose the desire to bully you? What a killjoy..."

W-what? Bullying?

Hetia looked at Ryusha's upturned lips and narrowed eyes that seemed to be looking at her with a mischievous glint in them, and her chest, which had just been shy and nervous, instantly burst open.

"Ryuka! You!"

Hetia shouted angrily, her face instantly turning red.

I shouldn't care about him...

He should just keep it to himself...

Hetia thought to herself in a huff, but Ryusha's last hint of mischievous laughter made her feel an unusual itch in her heart.

Seeing her embarrassed and angry at his teasing, Liu Xia laughed heartily, and his horse instantly accelerated, galloping ahead in a cloud of dust.

"Wait for me!" Hetia immediately spurred her horse forward, though she didn't know what she could do after catching up with Ryūka. Like two children chasing and playing, they quickly outmaneuvered the soldiers behind them and disappeared over the horizon…

Then... Hetia quickly paid the price for her actions...

Before they had gone far, Ryuga turned around and lifted Hetia onto his horse, allowing Hetia, who had only been a Grand Knight for a few months, to fully experience what it meant to be a Heavenly Rank expert.

With a ripping sound, Ryusha pinned Hetia across his lap, using the same motion of pressing her down on his knees and spanking her buttocks to lift Hetia's skirt armor and tear open her black female knight stockings in one fell swoop.

"Wait! What are you doing! Aren't we supposed to be wiping out the bandits?! Ah!!"

With a scream from Hetia, her sweat-drenched buttocks, soaked from riding all the way, were exposed to the air, sending a tingling sensation through her as the wind blew against them. Her plump buttocks were constricted by stockings with a large hole in them, the fabric digging into her flesh, the bulging edges highlighting the female knight's exquisitely supple and elastic body…

"You're so dirty! You sweat so much! But that makes things easier!"

*Smack! Smack! Smack!* Ryuga slapped Hetia's fleshy buttocks hard, making a *smack smack* sound. He could feel the tiny beads of sweat glistening on the skin of her buttocks with his palm, using this lubrication to slip his hand inside Hetia's tightly clenched buttocks.

Between the buttocks...

"Ugh! What can we do! It's summer! And we have to sit in the saddle! Hah~~ What, what are you trying to do!"

Hetia writhed uncomfortably on Ryūka's lap, her body twisting. Ryūka's fingers slipped between her warm, taut buttocks and then remained still. She had initially felt a mixture of anticipation and excitement, but once Ryūka's hand stopped moving, all that remained was the discomfort of her lower abdomen being jostled by the galloping horse.

She couldn't help but tighten her abdominal muscles to protect her lower abdomen from the tingling sensation caused by the impact, and questioned Ryuka.

I have no expectations at all!

"You... take your hand away right now..."

However, Ryūka squinted forward and said to Hetia with a mischievous grin:

"We'll be at the next bandit camp in a few minutes~ If you don't spit it out before then, we're going to charge in like this~"

W-what? You're kidding, right?

"Ha... Don't try to scare me! You wouldn't let anyone see me like this!"

Hetia retorted stubbornly, convinced that Ryūka was bluffing!

"Indeed, they can't see it... but of course I have a way..."

Ryūsha grinned wickedly, ripped off the reins, and quickly tied Hetia's hands and feet behind her back, making her hang upside down like livestock. Then he slowly said:

"But even if you're crawling on my lap like a sow, it won't stop me from charging in and killing them all. I'll carry you like this while I wipe out the bandits, and then we'll move on to the next place..."

Ryusha raised her arm and pulled on Rahtia's bound hands and feet, leaving her with only her lower abdomen on the horse's back, her body humiliated in a diamond shape.

"Then when I get back, I'll tell this story to the rest of them. What do you think?"

Hetia's face flushed instantly. Although the women in Ryūka's harem had all confessed that they had been bullied by this scoundrel many times, and had seen him suffer all sorts of humiliation, if word of such humiliation reached the ears of others, Hetia would not receive any comfort, but only gloating and malicious laughter.

"Hey~ Isn't this the Meat Basket Knight?"

That kind of mocking, wicked smile that greets you right away will definitely be the first thing Melanie picks up, and then it will continue in Ryukyu's harem for at least ten days to half a month!

After all, being bullied by Ryuka together, they all tacitly understood and could joke about it with each other. But this kind of individual training and humiliation often became fodder for their amusement. Although there was no real malice, it could sometimes feel incredibly shameful.

Ryuga was happy to see such playful scenes in the harem, and sometimes he would even personally intervene to "mediate," though which side he favored depended entirely on who he wanted to bully that day. Based on Hetia's personal experience, this often meant a significantly higher chance of her being humiliated and disciplined in front of other girls within ten days to two weeks!

Damn it! Hetia absolutely needs to save face!

"I...I understand! You...you should do it now!" Hetia said, filled with grief, indignation, and shame.

"Who said I was going to make a move?" Ryuka grinned. "My hand is right here~ Come and rub it yourself~ There are only a few minutes left~ You don't have much time~"

His hand was inserted between Hetia's buttocks, holding Hetia's soft inner thighs, his index finger feeling the slight clamping of her tender lips, but he really didn't move.

"How...how am I supposed to get close to this?!"

Hetia was on the verge of tears. Her hands and feet were bound together, and she was lying face down on the horse's back. If Ryūka didn't use his other hand to lift her up, she could at least use her waist and abdomen to swing back on Ryūka's legs. But now, her entire back was pulled backward, and only her stomach was touching the horse's back, making it extremely difficult to gain any leverage.

Not to mention! Ryuka said 'spray it out!' not as simple as 'climax'!

"I don't care~ There are still three to five minutes left~ You'd better hurry~"

After saying this, Ryūka fell silent, using his legs to steadily guide his warhorse forward. He even 'thoughtfully' sealed Hetia's battle aura, making it even more impossible for her to draw strength from it, leaving Hetia alone there, tense and uncomfortable...

Damn it... damn legs, damn back, push harder!

Hetia strained to twist her body, using her lower abdomen pressed against the horse's back and the ropes holding her hands and feet as leverage, trying to sway her body to create an intimate friction between her groin and Ryūka's hand. However, Ryūka's hand was firmly gripping her inner thigh, and this relatively still position meant that the stimulation Hetia received from swaying was extremely weak. Even if she were incredibly sensitive, reaching climax was difficult, let alone 'ejaculating'...

The sound of hooves grew increasingly urgent. Hetia's face flushed crimson, her heart pounding with shame and anxiety. She had to exert force on her inner thighs, rapidly releasing and releasing, her lower abdomen and backbends swaying back and forth, desperately arching her incredibly sensitive mons pubis forward, rubbing it against Ryusha's fingers that were resting on her delicate lips…

"Oh...ha...please...this is impossible...Eek!!!"

Hetia pleaded, her body trembling as she slowly built up a weak stimulation. But how could she, who was usually so intensely aroused by Ryusha, be easily satisfied with just this little friction? Just as she was pleading, Ryusha leaped over a fallen tree blocking the path. The sudden jolt caused his fingers, which were nestled between Hetia's buttocks, to violently rub her delicate labia, causing her clear, sticky fluids to flow even more profusely…

Hetia shuddered, her tension and clenched thighs making her more sensitive than usual. But that wasn't enough; she even longed for another round...

But this was ultimately just her fantasy. Despite her efforts to writhe like a molting insect, she couldn't fulfill her condition before Ryūka reached the bandits' hideout...

"What...what are you going to do..."

Hetia felt Ryūka dismount, but she could only look down at the ground. Her ankles and wrists were tied together, and Ryūka held the rope with one hand, letting Hetia hang on his side like a duffel bag.

Could it be invisibility magic? Hetia wondered nervously. She was sure that Ryuka could make only her left hand invisible now, and she believed that Ryuka carrying her in one hand wouldn't affect his ability to kill ordinary bandits.

However, even if the bandits couldn't see her, she could still see them. Just the fact that her body was exposed to the same air as them made her feel nauseous.

Ryuka understood what she was thinking and said with a mischievous grin, "Don't worry, you'll never guess!"

As she spoke, Ryuka began to remove her soldier's armor, taking off the front and back pieces and laying them flat on the ground.

Then, they placed Hetia face down on it...

"Wait! What are you trying to do?"

Not only that, Ryuka also began to dismantle Hetia's armor, placing it one by one under her front, and finally released her battle aura seal.

"Oh right, I almost forgot about this, this is your 'favorite'~~~"

"Ugh, ugh ugh ugh!!!"

Ryusha removed Hetia's boots, tore off her black stockings, and held them to her face. A rich, pungent scent filled the air. These weren't the linen riding stockings of the past, but rather high-quality silk newly produced in Sochi, soft and smooth. Correspondingly, the weave was extremely fine; the pores between the warp and weft threads were delicate, trapping far more sweat and odor than linen…

No, no, I can't take it anymore... The smell of my feet... I'm going to faint...

Hetia couldn't help but roll her eyes, her body twisting and turning. The suffocation, however, made her brain secrete hormones even more actively, creating wave after wave of pleasure within her humiliated body…

"That's about right. Hey, Hetia, you'd better use your fighting spirit to hold on..."

W-what? Before Hetia could ask any further questions, a bone-chilling cold enveloped her entire body, causing her to instinctively circulate her battle qi to resist...

Solid ice forms in the sweltering summer heat...

This is an enormous 'ice shield' that is taller than a person.

The ice shield looked very murky, filled with bubbles, and its interior could not be seen after only one centimeter, as if the mage who cast the spell was not skilled enough.

Only in completely transparent ice can one see the neatly stacked armor inside, resembling a city wall. But it's puzzling why, given that this armor is sturdy enough, it's encased in ice.

No one could have imagined that these armors were meant to protect the 'meat shields' hidden inside the ice...

In the center of the shield's front, there is a deep slit, like an observation window, inside which a pair of wide-open eyes show utter terror!

The massive ice shield expanded outwards, its backward-extending arc making it appear over half a meter thick! Unless you go directly around to the back, you can only see a huge ice shell, never its true thickness…

But what kind of person could wield such a massive shield...?

Ryuu chuckled, and a magic circle solidified, causing equally hard ice to begin to condense on his body.

"I've wanted to try this for a long time..."

A massive suit of ice armor slowly formed around his body, constantly adjusting its height and posture. The leg armor, exceeding one and a half meters in length, made Ryuka feel as if he were walking on stilts. His square legs and body gradually took shape…

Finally, when the magic stopped, Ryuka had turned into a 'robot' over three meters tall!

"Oh, he's pretty handsome~ but his arms are a bit short."

Wearing this huge ice 'suit', Ryuka awkwardly moved her legs and feet, just like a cosplayer dressed as Gundam or Astartes at a comic convention.

A massive ice blade materialized in her right hand. Finally, through the ice visor on her helmet, Ryuka looked at the 'shield' on the ground... revealing her fair buttocks and delicate bare feet...

"Shield components...assemble!!!"

"Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh!!!!"

Ryūka used her hand, which was sticking out of the ice, to grab Hetia's hand on the sole of her foot. Their fingers intertwined, and Ryūka lifted the entire massive ice shield.

Then the ice on his outer arm continued to spread, freezing his 'forearm' completely to the ice shield, covering Hetia's buttocks and bare feet, sealing her completely inside the opaque ice without any gaps.

And so, a towering ice giant stood upon the earth...