Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

No matter how he tried to explain to this madwoman from the Vatican that she was originally a witch, only captured and brainwashed by the Vatican, Hinatil refused to admit it. Ryuga tried everything, from gentle persuasion to force, employing countless flirtatious tactics to coax a young girl, but the bishop simply wouldn't budge. Of course, her lower mouth, however, held on tightly, and had certainly swallowed quite a bit of Ryuga's good stuff…

This is also the truth behind Esther's statement that 'Ryuka is very busy.' These days, Ryuka takes every opportunity to break through Hinatil's seal, and he probably does hundreds of thousands of vigorous thrusts a day...

She had naturally heard Hinatil's sow-like squeals pierce through the castle's stone walls, and ever since, she had blushed and refused to come again. What made Esther even more speechless was that Princess Linor, who claimed to be her cousin, had joined Ryusha's little circle even earlier than her. Although she nominally moved into Ryusha's "Joyful Castle" as a 'legal advisor,' they all knew exactly what that meant.

As Ryuka enjoyed the soft hands of the two maids, Nemi and Yurina, gently wiping Shinadeel's muscular body, which was covered in sweat, with dry and damp towels respectively, she flipped through the territory log handed to her by Kania. She casually asked the little witch about Shinadeel's 'pregnant belly':

"Is this normal? Is it a witch's special ability? Could she actually be pregnant?"

"How could that be? It's only been a few days. And I've been using contraception magic the whole time," Kania said flippantly, a hint of jealousy creeping into her eyes as she looked at Hinatil's pregnant belly, which Ryūka had slept with. Although she didn't want to have a child before breaking the witch's curse, it didn't mean she wanted to see another woman pregnant with Ryūka's child before her.

"Either it's her witch constitution, or it's the result of the Vatican's body modification..."

In short, Kania was absolutely certain that it wasn't a pregnancy.

As she spoke, she personally brought a modified bishop's robe to Hinatil and had the two maids help her put it on.

The style of the clothes was no different from Hinatil's previous bishop's robes, except that they were all made of non-breathable and non-waterproof white leather. Kania slipped the bodysuit onto Hinatil's large, white feet, and then ruthlessly pulled the zipper up. Her plump buttocks, round belly, and enormous breasts... when these three features of Hinatil got stuck in the zipper, Kania and the other two had to use all their strength to zip it up. At this moment, Hinatil's eyes rolled back violently, and her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted! She even opened her mouth and vomited some stomach acid...

Her belly, which was filled with essence, was actually squeezed back by Kania! I wonder what her lower abdomen looks like now, but it hasn't caused any problems yet. It seems that the witch's constitution is truly incredible.

In an instant! The bishop's body 'restored' to its previous state! A slender waist, only her hips and breasts were a bit larger. From a distance, the white, reflective leather clothing looked no different from her previous bishop's robes, but at Ryusha and the others' distance, it made Hinatil's tall, voluptuous figure appear exceptionally alluring.

Not to mention her slender high heels, over ten centimeters long! They made it impossible for Hinatil, whose body was still trembling from being hammered tens of thousands of times, to stand steadily! She could only stand upright by barely supporting herself with a golden scepter handed to her by her maid, Yulina.

"Stand up straight! You slut! Is this how the Vatican trains your manners?"

Ryūka slapped her hard across her leather-clad buttocks. Although Hinatil was also a witch, Kania initially thought that deflowering her would awaken her true nature. However, her unwavering loyalty to the Church and Carmela forced Ryūka and Kania to treat her with even more brutal methods…

"You...don't get too cocky!"

Wearing this dress, Hinatil seemed to transform back into the high and mighty bishop. But her church no longer existed; all the paladins and nuns who had accompanied her had been replaced by Ryukyu, and the new Sochi Church was functioning well under Lindsay's supervision.

Hinatil was dressed up like this simply to be sent to Lindsay as a mascot.

Facing the stubborn Hinatil, Ryusha narrowed her eyes and threatened, "If you say another word back, I'll unzip your blouse right in front of all those worshippers!"

Hina Til's pupils dilated; she knew all too well what would happen the moment her clothes were undone. Her sweltering sweat and her unsightly body would instantly spill out! And the sudden return of her full belly would send her into another intense climax! And then, another flood would erupt!

She shuddered and immediately lowered her head, remaining silent. Suppressing the throbbing, oppressive feeling within her, every step in her sky-high heels felt like torture. The bishop was led to the church by Yurina, to demonstrate to the world that the conflict between Ryukyu and the Papacy was nonexistent.

"Yulina, Nemi, you two better keep a close eye on her, understand?"

"Yes, Lady Ryukatsu~"

“But Master…” the shadow guard maid Niemi pouted, “If the two of us are gone, then who will serve you?”

"Don't worry about that~ Ryūka has a new maid now~"

As Kania chuckled mischievously, a shy and dignified voice came from outside:

"Your Excellency, Princess Tipalotura's entourage has reached the border outside Sochi Province..."

Entering at the sound of knocking were Princess Linor of the Bauhinia, dressed as a maid, and her maid Ela.

Her long pink hair was adorned with a pristine white maid's headband. Upon entering and seeing Ryūka's muscular physique, her face flushed crimson. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she slowly approached Ryūka's side.

Then, he slowly knelt down...

Her maid, Ela, a pretty girl with freckles on her face, also knelt down at Ryūsha's feet as her princess knelt down.

"Ela, you... you don't need to do this with me..."

“Your Highness Linor, I am your maid, so of course I must accompany you.”

Aila glared at Ryusha with a hint of annoyance. Although she was a girl from the Bauhinia Country, she was unusually bold towards Ryusha and would do anything for her master.

Although Kania said that Linor kneeling before Ryusha was not a sign of submission or humiliation, but merely a means of pleasing men, Ela still could not allow her master to kneel while she stood.

Linor's kneeling was to demonstrate the 'skills' she had learned from Kania...

This had almost become a daily routine for the princess, and she learned it very well. Soft hands gently caressed Ryūka's dragon spear, which had erupted several times, and she greeted it with her milky tongue. Ela, without saying a word, pressed her lips to it, kissing and licking the two demonic orbs below, but her fierce eyes still glared at Ryūka from below.

Only after cleaning Ryūka's dragon spear, which was still covered in the unique milky scent emanating from Linor's body, did the master and servant help Ryūka put on a proper set of clothes.

Watching the former princess obediently help her change her clothes, Ryuka couldn't help but laugh, "Princess Linor, you know that Kania's excuses were just to comfort you, right?"

Linor's breath hitched, and she turned her head away, blushing. She knew, of course, that the 'techniques' and 'etiquette' Kania had taught her were far too strange, but after witnessing Ryūka deflower Hinatil, she had become restless, using the excuse that 'this is in exchange for being protected by Ryūka in Sochi' to convince herself to perform these strange acts of service…

The reason this mistress and servant were appearing beside Ryūka in this manner today was to accompany him to the border to welcome Princess Tipalotura's entourage.

Firstly, they would provide Ryukatsu with advisors on royal etiquette; secondly, this was something Ryukatsu had promised Linor: to allow her to meet Princess Tipalotura. Although Linor had already decided to follow Kania, who was also a witch, and Ryukatsu, whom she had chosen, she still wanted to see for herself whether Princess Otus was worthy of entrusting her secrets to.

After all, Ryusha had told her that the royal family of Otus also kept witches, and it might not be a good thing for Tipalotura to know the truth about the Bauhinia Kingdom. But Linor still wanted to see if there was any chance to gain the support of the Otus Empire in international relations without exposing these things.

If she sees Tipalotura with her own eyes and decides he is unreliable, then she will stay by Ryukyu's side.

This is what she now prefers, but since her father had left her with these last wishes, she still wanted to see the princess of Otus.

"Alright~ Ryuka~ You look so energetic~ It's time to go~ I'll go call Hetia and the others~"

Kania gently kissed Ryusha on the cheek. Tipalotura's arrival was a major event for them, not only because she was an imperial princess visiting the border province, but also because this princess possessed too many secrets they did not know.

Moreover, she also has a Heavenly Rank guard and a witch under her command...

Therefore, going to greet the princess today is extremely important. Given that this princess is of unknown allegiance, Ryūka must be on high alert, and their welcoming party must demonstrate utmost sincerity.

And... momentum!

Chapter 22 Welcoming the Princess

Amidst fishing boats and the midday sun, dust billowed across the road, wheels leaving deep ruts. The carriage, pulled by six white horses with golden saddles and silver reins, proceeded majestically under heavy guard, bearing the banner of the sacred tree of Otto.

The carriage was flanked by hundreds of elite royal knights clad in golden armor, resembling the golden scales of a dragon. Yet even these majestic royal knights, in late August, often had to splash water on their armor or have their mages conjure cooling spells to combat the scorching heat.

The leading female knight had a solemn expression, and a pair of awe-inspiring eyes peeked out from beneath her tightly concealed helmet. Despite the light hooves of her horse, the invisible pressure emanating from her had already caused all the monsters and beasts within a thousand meters to flee in terror.

The female knight slowed her horse's hooves and retreated to the side of the huge, luxurious carriage.

"Your Highness, we are almost at Sochi."

“Is that so, Gerberly? It feels like we’ve only just left Count Tours’ territory…”

"Yes, Your Highness, I am quite certain of that."

"I'm sure," Gerberly said, her gaze fixed ahead. At the end of the dusty road was a smooth, wide, dark blue-green road. The hard surface wouldn't raise any dust from a horse's hooves, and even the largest wheels wouldn't leave ruts, making it easy to travel through the mud on rainy days.

Not to mention, at the limit of an ordinary person's vision, that dense mass of black dots was clearly visible to Gerberly, a Heavenly Knight.

Banners fluttered, and the army stood in perfect formation. Nearly a thousand knights stood ready under the scorching sun, as if the heat did not exist.

Behind these knights stood a magnificent central military tent. The tent was also heavily guarded by soldiers, some knights and mages, others ordinary soldiers wielding the new magical weapons. Without exception, they stood frozen in place like statues. Gerberly had only ever seen such military discipline in the Imperial Guard of the capital.

At the very front of their field of vision, a spirited and imposing young general stood with his soldiers.

To Gerberly's surprise, when her gaze swept across the boy's handsome yet dignified face, the boy also looked in her direction.

Heavenly Rank strength! How is that possible!

Before Gerberly could report the scene to the princess inside the carriage, Tipalotura's unhurried voice came from inside the carriage window:

"Jerberly, I told you, don't panic no matter what happens."

Yes, the prince she served possessed incredible abilities. Perhaps nothing in the world could surprise her, but what about what lay before her? Gerberi looked at the distant army. Based on Ryukyu's previous achievements, she had no doubt that this army could sweep through any noble territory around Sochi. This was simply not the size of an army that a typical count's territory could support. Knights, such extraordinary soldiers, were already a remarkable number for a count's territory.

But Gerberly clearly understood that this could not be Sochi's full strength; there must be other military forces left behind to guard the rear.

Not to mention the young man who was also a Celestial Rank cultivator; in battles involving fewer than a thousand people, the Celestial Rank held an invincible position. And in larger wars, each Celestial Rank cultivator was equivalent to an army of ten thousand…

When Gerberi looked in their direction, Ryuka naturally saw her as well.

"The princess's entourage has arrived."

Should I go and greet you?

Hetia, clad in crimson and black armor, asked. As a former subordinate of Tipalottura, she should have been the one to greet her. But she was now obeying Ryūka's orders, and Ryūka smiled and shook his head.

"No, no need. Let's wait for their people to arrive first."

Sure enough, after the two groups gazed at each other for several minutes, a royal knight rode up and stopped a hundred meters in front of Liuxia, calling out in their direction:

"Is that Liuxia, the governor of Sochi Province personally appointed by His Majesty Emperor Otus, and his army ahead?"

"Look at you~ trying to sow discord right from the start~"

The other party's words explicitly identified them as vassals of the Otus Empire, yet they hadn't stepped forward to greet the princess's carriage. Ryuu smiled, her eyes narrowed, completely disregarding the fact that she, as the host, was putting on airs first. Since the other party had already sent an envoy, it was time for her to act as well.

He glanced at Hetia, who immediately leaped off her horse as well:

"Indeed! May I ask if that is Princess Tipalotura's carriage ahead?"

"Of course!" the royal knight said aggressively. "Where is the Governor of Ryukyu? Why doesn't he come out to greet us personally?"

This put Hetia in a difficult position; she lacked confidence, but still shouted back to the other side as Linor had instructed:

"I apologize! According to imperial law, if one side's army approaches another's territory, it constitutes a military threat! We don't want Lord Tur next door to misunderstand! Please inform Her Highness the Princess! The Governor has already made preparations here to welcome Her Highness and the knights!"

These words displeased the royal knight, but he could not do anything presumptuous at this moment, so he had no choice but to turn his horse around and return to Tipalotura's caravan to report.

"These words came from Hetia's mouth?" Gerberi frowned. "This little girl thinks that just because she's been promoted to Grand Knight and has her own title and territory, she can disregard His Highness?"

She snorted coldly, and an aura of dominance that made the surrounding warhorses tremble and submit instantly emanated from her. She wanted to personally step forward and experience Liu Xia's power.

But the sounds coming from the carriage stopped her.

"It's alright, we'll go over there."

"But Your Highness!"

"This is, after all, someone else's territory. Gerberly, haven't you realized what we've seen and heard all the way from the capital?"

Otus's reputation was waning in the regions far from the empire's center. Many commoners only recognized their own lords, and even these lords' respect for her and her party was somewhat insincere. Aside from their awe of Gerberi and the Royal Knights, they simply wanted to meet Tipalotura and curry favor with this imperial princess.

Tipalotura was right, but Gerberi's resentment stemmed from the fact that Hetia had been sent to the Linhu Territory by Her Highness the Princess. Furthermore, the Ryukyu people she later discovered should naturally be grateful to the Princess; in fact, Tipalotura had indeed helped them greatly in previous events.

However, only Tipalotura and Ruka knew that they were using each other from a distance, and no one knew how long this fragile relationship would last...

It wasn't until the banners of the Autus royal family reached the front of Ryukyu's army that Ryukyu finally spurred his horse gently and, accompanied by Hetia and Hefren, came to the princess's carriage.

But as soon as he dismounted, the golden-armored female knight he had seen from afar spurred her horse forward:

"That's all, Your Excellency. Please have you and your men hand over your swords before you proceed."

Ryuga looked at Gerberly in front of him. Judging from the T-shaped area of ​​her face exposed by the heavy helmet, she was indeed a valiant female knight. However, the heavy armor covered all the parts that men could fantasize about, and Ryuga couldn't get a clear picture of her figure. She was tall, slightly less so than Megan, but still a few feet taller than most men.

Her aggressive demeanor displeased Ryusha, and he couldn't help but harbor wicked thoughts. He made no attempt to hide his scrutinizing gaze at Gerberly, further irritating the female knight. As for what he was really thinking, "Wearing such a heavy coat in this heat, this woman must be smelling terrible!"

"This must be Miss Gerberly..."

"Please address me as 'Your Excellency'."

“Alright, Your Excellency Gerberly.”

Ryūka emphasized the word "Your Excellency" before obediently handing over his weapon, as did Hetia and Hafren. But they both knew it was merely a formality. For Ryūka now, weapons were irrelevant; only Gerberi before him could stop him. And as for the two fellow Heavenly Rank warriors, Hetia and Hafren were completely confident that their Ryūka, even unarmed, wouldn't be afraid of the female knight.

Even just their slightly heated conversation had already made them imagine the scene of Ryuka riding Gerberi and fucking her hard in the future... Damn it! Spending too much time with this bad boy, they all felt that their thoughts were starting to go crazy!

Although it was just a formality, after accepting the weapons from Liu Xia and the others, the expression on Gerberi's face finally softened. She also lightly leaped off her horse, her thick golden combat boots feeling incredibly comfortable on the concrete road.

"Come with me. I hope you have learned enough royal etiquette."

“Of course, Your Excellency Gerberly.”

Ryūsha flashed an innocent smile; he had already learned how to receive royalty in such solemn occasions. This wasn't like the banquet where he himself received his title, where a simple nod to Clovis in front of everyone would suffice. Tipalotura had come with a political mission, meaning she was now the symbol of the emperor.

Of course, Ryusha learned etiquette from Linor, and under the princess's somewhat awkward and inexperienced service...

"The Governor-General of the Sochi Province of the Otus Empire has come to welcome His Highness Tipalotura Y. Otus."

Before the princess's carriage, Ryuka knelt on one knee with impeccable manners. Upon hearing a voice from inside the carriage say, "Ryuka-sama, please rise," he immediately stood up without his knees touching the ground.

The carriage curtain was gently lifted, and the comfortable air conditioning inside the carriage flowed out. Liuxia finally met the princess.

Wearing an elegant, sheer dress made of layers of gauze that revealed not a sliver of skin, the princess's figure was already strikingly beautiful. Her long blue hair was styled into a neat and dignified updo, adorned with just the right amount of jewelry. The princess, only a year or two older than Ryuka, wore a light veil over her face, revealing only her beautiful, deep blue eyes and curved eyelashes.

"Liu Xiaqing, we've finally met."

Surprisingly, the princess spoke in a clear, playful voice, completely devoid of royal dignity or airs. Ryuka bowed slightly.

“It is my honor, Your Highness Tipalotura…”

But he was thinking about something else entirely.

The carriage was empty, without any maids...

Moreover, among the accompanying royal knights and magicians, there were no maid-like figures to be seen.

This is impossible for a princess who is going on a long journey.