Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

“Interesting.” Tipalotura narrowed her eyes. “A heretical deity wants to discuss philosophical matters with me.”

Crowell remained silent regarding Tipalotura's attitude. She sighed softly, deciding not to engage in a verbal struggle. With a mere flick of her finger, the branches forming the golden halo began to writhe with difficulty. They resisted Crowell's power, but ultimately broke free from Tipalotura's control, and the branch that had been ripped from the cruel witch's heart slowly re-entered.

For the first time, the twisted witch's limbs behind Tipalotura erupted with a sharp, agonizing scream! The laughter shook the space and tore at the soul! The princess's face turned deathly pale. She turned to look at the cruel witch behind her. The empty, deep eye sockets seemed to be glaring fiercely at Chloe opposite her, silently cursing this troublemaker!

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"Sister You..."

“Yuskard…”

Her witch guards appeared to be in excruciating pain, whether from the shrill cries of the cruel witches or from Chloe's seal, it was unclear. But Tipalotura gave them her order almost without hesitation:

"Sisters! Let's go back first!"

Amidst the pitiful and desperate cries, the black armor on the witches' bodies was sucked back into the witches' remains, and their naked bodies followed suit, once again being swallowed up by the witches' remains.

The atmosphere was deathly silent. Tipalotura clenched her fists, her deep blue pupils contracting and trembling, her swaying body conveying a message to Ryūka.

Only then did she realize that the torn remains of the witch behind her were alive...

Ryūka then turned her gaze to Chloe. Having accomplished all of this, she seemed quite exhausted, and the gold in Sasha's pupils became unstable. Sasha's questioning gaze clearly indicated that Ryūka had many questions.

“Back then, the gods explored the power of the fragments of order together. Naturally, we were among them, especially Kranar, so we can control some of it to a certain extent…”

Her voice started to sound sleepy, and fearing that Liuxia might be worried, she added:

"Don't worry, yours is different. We've never even seen it before, let alone interfered with it... Honestly, you little brat, you always don't trust others."

With a thud, Sasha's body collapsed onto Ryūka. Chloe looked at Tipalotura, who was still trembling opposite her, and said to Ryūka:

"I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, perhaps no one would have been able to confirm the existence of that thing. I'll explain it to you properly later, but for now..."

She winked wearily at Liuxia: "You need to deal with this princess first. She must be very uneasy right now, and the witch's power within her is leaking out. You have to help her~"

After saying that, she fell into a deep sleep in Sasha's body, and Ryusha could feel the soul in this body slowly fading away.

Ryusha set Sasha's body aside and looked up at Tipalotura, who was still trembling in place.

"So, Yuskald?"

The soft call brought Tipalotura back to her senses. She looked at Ryūka opposite her and said in a helpless tone:

"This is the name my mother gave me, and it's also my 'true name' as a witch..."

It was unclear whether the 'true name' she spoke of had the same meaning as the 'true name' of a deity. Ryuka watched as the princess's emotions gradually stabilized, at least on the surface.

"Crowell said that your witch power is leaking out a bit? What does that mean?"

There is no such thing as witch power leaking out in Kania.

Tipalotura smiled: "The power that seals the witch's power is the other half of the power within me. When my will is not strong enough, this is indeed the case."

“Normally, I need to handle it myself. But now…” Before Ryūka could react, Tipalotura tilted her head casually and said to Ryūka:

"Do the 'friendly terms' we just discussed still stand, Lord Liu Xiaqing?"

……

Ryuka never expected this accident to end this way.

He leaned against the ground, legs spread apart, and looked at Tipalotura, who was also sitting on the ground opposite him, and said irritably:

"That's it? This is what you meant by 'I found it very helpful'?"

"Don't push your luck."

Tipalotura seemed to have regained her composure, and she glared at Ryukyu.

Her soft, bare feet gently stepped between his legs through Ryusha's pants.

Despite the alluring charm of those flawless, white feet, Ryūsha was not someone to be trifled with. He snorted at Tipalotura:

"If that's the case, you should handle it yourself. I don't want to be stuck in this half-baked way."

"It's just a foot, what's so special about it?" Ryukyu was about to get up when Tipalotura suddenly felt a strange competitive urge. She gently pressed her foot down, her soft arch pressing firmly against Ryukyu's. Feeling the heat emanating from her foot, she said to Ryukyu in a cool tone:

“Your essence should contain the power of fragments of order, which is exactly what Crowell meant. This is also why the witches around you are not easily out of control, and for me now, this is more effective than dealing with it myself.”

This emotionless, blunt statement contrasted sharply with her status. Liu Xia's lips twitched. Out of control? Did this princess really seem out of control? She was clearly very calm, or rather, overly calm.

Normally, she was always pampered and fawned over by Kania and the others; no woman had ever dared to treat her so coldly. Oh, there were exceptions, like the former Hinatil and Adela. But now, one of them had been plied with food by her and was working as a mascot in a church, while the other was chained to gold at the waist and working hard to earn money for her…

For some reason, Tipalotura's foot applied only a light pressure, as if she had directly stepped on her most sensitive nerve, and an indescribable feeling of comfort instantly spread throughout her body.

"Hiss...you really have no experience?"

Tipalotura's toes twitched gently, as nimbly as if she were dancing. Even Kania couldn't possess such skill, because Ryusha rarely played like this with her.

"The souls of the witches who have died in the past Ottus will eventually return to the bodies of the cruel witches. And I can use their power, and if I want, I can also obtain their skills from when they were alive."

Tipalotura explained calmly, in stark contrast to the movements on her fair, delicate feet.

"Besides, I'm not your average witch..."

As she spoke, she lifted one delicate foot, revealing its smooth, white sole to Ryūka. Suddenly, it became warm, sticky, and slippery… Then, her nimble toes reached towards Ryūka's belt…

Chapter 28: The Prelude to the Next Era

Interestingly, Ryusha looked at the layer of juice seeping from Tipalotura's soft bare feet. It didn't have the stuffy smell of foot sweat, but rather emitted a special fragrance.

"I can control my body, and I never eat human food, only spirit food, so my body... is very pure..."

Tipalotura's tone was very calm, but Ruka could detect a hint of boasting and pride in it, as if she were waiting for his praise. After all, she couldn't talk about these things with anyone else but Ruka...

But Ryūsha's reaction greatly angered Tipalotura.

"Okay, just like a giant panda."

Tipalotura looked slightly puzzled: "Giant panda? What's that?"

"Uh... a legendary animal? Because they only eat a kind of fragrant, high-fiber plant, their droppings don't smell bad, and even have a faint grassy scent."

Seeing the mischievous grin on Ryūka's face, Tipalotura suddenly realized that the kid was mocking her!

He was furious. This kid actually compared his abilities and physique to animal excrement!

He stomped harder through her pants, but it only made Liu Xia, that wicked thing, feel more comfortable and enjoy it.

"Liu Xiaqing, you'll regret this!"

Ryuu watched with glee as the princess coldly snorted and pulled down her belt with her toes, no longer suppressing her desires. Instead, she used her Heavenly Rank battle qi to control her body, and then…

*Smack!* A loud, crisp slap echoed from the sole of Tipalotura's foot! The princess stared wide-eyed at the thick 'monster' beneath her foot, and fell silent...

Something seems off.

Tipalotura was quite tall, even taller than Ryūka who was still developing, and her feet weren't as small either. But when her toes touched Ryūka's hot, erect member, everything instantly reversed.

It's just like a little girl's toes...

Although she can directly acquire the techniques of other witches through her witch powers, those techniques seem to be malfunctioning... Neither the strength nor the angle is enough to deal with the monster before her...

This made Tipalotura, who had just been full of confidence and thought that Ryūka would soon lose to her, frown.

The size of her two jade-like feet made it difficult to hold her in place. The bodily fluids, originally intended to lubricate and more quickly destroy Ryūka's nerves, instead became a problem for her, causing her sensitive, delicate soles to slip off repeatedly. They served no purpose other than providing Ryūka with greater comfort and laughter…

The squelching sound of her feet rubbing together grew louder and louder. Tipalotura had to increase the intensity of her movements, causing her thighs beneath her skirt to ache slightly. The smooth soles of her feet pressing against that surface gave the princess the illusion that she could even stand on it and be lifted up…

"Let me teach you."

Ryusha chuckled, ignoring Tipalotura's scream, grabbed her beautiful foot, and began to move it roughly.

"Wait, you!"

Tipalotura was right; she was indeed no ordinary witch. Every part of her body was like a work of art, capable of arousing desire, even her foot acupoints offered unparalleled comfort. Ryusha took the initiative, whipping her delicate soles, causing the princess to feel a slight sense of unease…

Burning, uncomfortable, heart-pounding, yet stimulating... it felt like the soles of her feet were on fire... not to mention the incessant sizzling sound that made Tipalotura feel both regretful and ashamed...

"Wait! I understand! I can do it! Let me do it myself! Oh!"

"As you wish, we have plenty of time anyway~"

With a wicked grin, Ryusha released Tipalotura's soft, smooth feet and lay down on the ground like a lord, clutching his head. Time here was frozen, dependent on Tipalotura's magic. He wouldn't easily surrender to those ungrateful feet; he was determined to teach this princess a lesson...

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The black and white light and shadow faded away, and everything returned to normal.

Ryusha had already hidden Sasha's body, and Tipalotura, with steps of shame and regret, returned to her original position.

Time passed again. Gerberi, standing behind Tipalotura, looked at Ruka, whose smile was somewhat smug. Confused about what had happened, she gave her a cold, piercing look.

"Your Excellency, did you not hear Her Highness the Princess's orders?"

Ryusha understood that, for Gerberi, the crucial moment was the instant Tipalotura gave her the order.

"Of course I heard it, but..."

Seeing Ryūka's smug look, Tipalotura quickly interrupted him:

“Liu Xiaqing has understood, but he needs time to process it. Alright, Gerberli, you shouldn’t just stand there all the time. Sit down, have something to eat, and rest for a while.”

Gerberi glanced at Tipalotura beside her. The princess, who had seemed perfectly normal just moments before, now had a flushed face beneath her veil, and a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. Even her tone sounded somewhat hurried…

But she didn't think much of it and simply replied, "Yes, Your Highness..."

Having said that, she strode heavily to the seat prepared for her and removed her heavy helmet. Her neatly cut, orange-red medium-length hair cascaded down, perfectly complementing the fiercely beautiful face of this celestial-rank female knight.

She wrinkled her nose, her keen sense of smell catching a strange odor. But the smell didn't seem to be coming from the food on the table—the oddly shaped dishes that Liu Xia had prepared…

Tipalotura, who was beside her, couldn't help but shrink back and gently tugged at her skirt to cover herself.

Those strange essences are still clinging to the back of her feet, waiting for her to slowly absorb the power of the fragments of order they contain...

Hetia and the others were quite familiar with that taste, but for them, time hadn't changed anything. The female knights couldn't help but glance at Ryusha with suspicion. Although they didn't know anything, their intuition told these seasoned female knights that their little darling must have done something again.

An awkward silence fell over the latter half of the banquet… Apart from Gerberly, the others guessed that something terrible must have happened. But Gerberly chewed her food heartily, her eyes fixed on Ryusha across from her, making it even harder for them to find a topic of conversation.

Finally, as it neared its end, Linor couldn't hold back any longer.

She glanced at Ryūka for approval, and after receiving a "please do as you please" look, she walked to the center of the tent and bowed slightly to Tipalotura.

"Your Highness, I..."

Before she could even reveal her identity as a princess of the Bauhinia Kingdom, Tipalotura spoke first:

"I know all that. Can we discuss this later?"

She was now extremely agitated. Although she understood Linor's identity as a witch and what had happened in the Bauhinia Kingdom, these things paled in comparison to the humiliation she had suffered today. Not to mention the many wild witches outside, and the conflict between a small country and the Holy See was not part of her 'grand plan'. Her eyes darted around, not even glancing at Linor, and this restless appearance only deepened Gerberi's suspicions.

What's wrong with our princess today?

Linor's gaze dimmed. She was curious how this princess knew about her kingdom; perhaps it was the Otus royal family's excellent intelligence network. But the princess of this great nation clearly seemed uninterested in her affairs, which left her incredibly disappointed. Although she was somewhat prepared, this made Linor even more convinced that perhaps only Ryūka could truly help her.

“Yes, I understand, Your Highness Tipalotura…”

Linor lowered her head and returned to behind Ryusha, unconsciously moving a little closer to him, like a lonely girl who could only hide under the only tree.

After Gerberi quickly finished her meal, Tipalotura finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Liu Xiaqing. I think we should get going."

She had just tried to get up when her aching thighs, which had been struggling to move within the barrier for so long, became even softer and weaker after a short rest, causing her to sway slightly. All of this, observed by Liu Xia, only made the corners of his mouth curl up even more.

"Yes, Your Highness. If you need anything else, please don't hesitate to ask."

These words were met with Tipalottura's cold, merciless, murderous gaze...

After the princess left, the smile on Ryūka's face vanished quickly. He sighed as he looked at Hetia and the others beside him.

"We're in trouble."

Those who had already sensed something was wrong immediately surrounded them, chattering and asking:

"What exactly happened? What does Princess Tipalotura's order mean?"

What is the trouble?

"Ryuka, what's that smell? You didn't masturbate in your pants, did you? Right in front of the princess?"

"No, judging from her figure and bust size, I think it should be Gerberly..."

"Lord Ryukatsu, he... he won't be that fast..."

Suppressing the urge to pin each woman down on her lap, pull down their pants, and spank them, Ryuka gritted her teeth and said to them:

"This princess will bring trouble to the entire continent! Our Sochi and Linhu territories will bear the brunt!"