Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

"You must keep a close eye on that princess for me—tell me everything she does, word for word!"

With Ryuka rubbing her cheek and chin against her sensitive nape and back, Melanie had no interest in seeing what Tipalotura was doing. The telescope in her hand, however, was being tightly gripped by the archmage's soft flesh, creaking and rattling with each thrust from Ryuka behind her, making it impossible to see anything in the distance…

Aside from suffocating gasps and low moans, Melanie couldn't utter any other sound. The pleasure on the rooftop made her feel incredibly ashamed and aroused; her constant snorting and moaning made Ryuka understand what it meant to feel pleasure and want to finish without even moving. Fortunately, the boy didn't hold back and poured his newly recovered seed inside her again and again!

"Sister Melanie~ I'm going to pull it out~ You can't let a single drop leak out~ Otherwise, hmph!"

Ryuu chuckled mischievously, smacking her lips near Melanie's ear. Melanie, already delirious, had sweat beading on her nose, her pupils fixed on her upper eyelids, and a small, moist tip of her tongue peeking out from her hot, red lips. The slow retreat of Ryuu made Melanie tremble, yet she still remembered Ryuu's words.

With a soft "pop," like a cork being pulled out, Ryuka's front foot had barely retreated when she felt a chill on her backside. Looking down, she saw that Melanie had used magic to conjure an ice plug at her still-open, pink entrance! Pulling open the transparent plug revealed a pink and white scene inside! The tender pink field was covered with white seeds soaking in it! Not only was there a crystal-like ice plug between her beautiful buttocks, but even the lingering fluids from the base of Melanie's thighs were frozen onto her snow-white skin, like shattered ice coral on snow, perfectly preserving the splattered traces left by Melanie and Ryuka's recent passionate encounter!

"Hold……"

Ryusuke couldn't help but swallow and sigh. He watched as Melanie, who had just been panting, pulled up her underwear, which was now tucked between her thighs where ice plugs were inserted, and then smoothed out her skirt to hide the alluring snowy scene beneath it, turning around as if nothing had happened.

However, the fine sweat on her face, her flushed cheeks, her rapid, unsteady breathing, and her alluring eyes all testified to Melanie's passion and seduction, as if she were still unsatisfied, and she provocatively said:

"As you said, not a single drop leaked, right?"

This succubus-like boasting made Liu Xia want to fight again!

Compared to the quirky and mischievous Kania, Melanie is a completely different story, full of surprises. Being a beautiful magician, her flirting techniques are unique, making her body look like a work of art. This is an experience Ryuka can't get from the female knights, although the experience of being drenched in sweat and acting like a wild, animalistic woman with the female knights is certainly exhilarating...

But Melanie's little tricks... all I can say is that the magician is still a cultured person, and cultured people still know how to play tricks!

"Alright, you brat, you should go see what that princess is up to. She's not someone to be trifled with, and it's a shame you're even bothering with this!"

Melanie smiled like an older sister and pinched Ryuu's cheek, as if she hadn't been the one groaning in pain just moments before. Her tone was full of doting affection, like the gentle warmth of spring grass after an iceberg has melted.

Women, their personalities are so fickle, always unpredictable. Having finished her fun, Ryusha grinned, planted another kiss on Melanie's cheek, then immediately concealed her presence and leaped off the rooftop, chasing after the direction Tipanotura had been…

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"Your Highness, Sister You! Are you really going to do this?!"

"What's wrong with it? Isn't it quite interesting? By the way, Felicity, do you want to try it too? After all, none of you have ever experienced this kind of normal life, and you don't dare to relax easily in the capital."

“I can’t relax easily here either…” Felicity, her face veiled in black, couldn’t help but mutter.

Tipalotura chuckled, completely ignoring Felicity's complaints behind her. At Tipalotura's direction, Felicity was carrying a pile of miscellaneous items, some of which were newly purchased stationery and textbooks, while others were various miscellaneous toys from stalls outside the school, as if she were on a folk tour.

Ahead of them, a faculty member seemed completely oblivious to their conversation, diligently leading the way into the office building and then, after a series of twists and turns, into an office.

"This student has some issues with her student record; I'll help her get it reissued."

The teacher in the office had just shown a puzzled expression—it was only the beginning of the semester, how could there be student registration problems?—when a burst of magic spread, her eyes immediately became misty, and she said with a smile:

"Of course, no problem. May I ask your name?"

“Felicia,” Tipalotura said with a smile, ignoring Felicity's surprised reaction behind her. Then she noticed a new girl named 'Felicia' in the student records of Sochi Academy…

"While I'm away, I'll trouble you to take over this identity for me, Felicity~"

Felicity was taken aback when she saw Tipalotura's smile:

"Your Highness, do you mean you're not taking me to the Bauhinia Kingdom?"

"Jerberli is already over there, so it's best to leave someone else here. Sochi can't be without our people, you understand what I mean, right?"

Now, Felicity finally understood that Tipalotura wasn't just looking for fun; she was clearly preparing for her. However, Felicity didn't understand that as a witch operating in the shadows, she didn't need a public identity to infiltrate Sochi and carry out the tasks Tipalotura assigned her.

Tipalotura noticed her confusion and explained with a smile:

"I think this way you can balance work and rest~ and I can also relive campus life from time to time by using your fake identity. You don't mind, do you, Felicity?"

"Of course I don't mind, Your Highness."

Although Felicity found Tipalottura's explanation somewhat far-fetched, she had no choice but to obey. Since arriving in Sochi, Tipalottura seemed different. Felicity couldn't quite put her finger on it, but Sochi was definitely unlike any other place they had ever seen. And after learning that Ryūsha could give them the Order Crystal Beads to delay the curse, Tipalottura seemed to have suddenly shed years of tension, becoming increasingly…

You've started smiling more often?

Felicity watched Tipalotura smile like a fairy playing in the world, and a strange feeling welled up inside her. Witches don't have true love; they only have the desire of infatuation and the loyalty of obedience. But what should she call this faint warmth in her heart now?

"Who?!"

Felicity, who had just been lost in thought, suddenly turned around. A set of black armor instantly materialized over her banquet dress, and the black veil on her face turned into a black mask. A long-handled scythe as black as ink appeared in her hand, and she stood in front of Tipalotura to protect her.

"Don't be nervous, Felicity," Tipalotura said calmly, then looked at the empty doorway.

“Liu Xiaqing, it is not gentlemanly to peek at a girl’s secrets.”

Ryuka's figure appeared out of thin air; it wasn't surprising that the witch could see through her invisibility barrier. However, there were two academy staff members in the room who acted as if they hadn't seen her after she appeared, smiling as they handed Tipalotura a document.

It seems that Tipalotura's abilities are more stable than I imagined. Even if my magic intervenes in this space, it will not affect the objects she has already controlled.

"Alright, Miss Felicity, here are your new documents."

"Thank you~" Tipalotura smiled and took it, then turned to look at Ryusha:

“Excuse me, could you take us to the restaurant? I’ve heard the Sochi Academy’s restaurant is quite good, and many of the chefs were transferred from that hot spring resort called ‘Silver Star Nocturne’…”

Tipalotura, as if teasing Ryukyu, tilted her head and smiled at him:

"And they have many signature dishes, which they supposedly learned from a governor who was skilled in using spices and innovative cooking techniques~"

Is this some kind of role-playing? Ryuga couldn't help but chuckle. But he wasn't so oblivious as to expose Tipalotura's role-playing. Perhaps Melanie was right? Should he try treating this princess like he would a woman?

Does Tipalottura's playful behavior indicate that she secretly yearns for such a peaceful life? Ryuga remained noncommittal, simply nodding in agreement with Tipalottura's performance.

"Of course, but how should I address you two beautiful ladies?"

Felicity felt extremely awkward asking the question she already knew the answer to, but seeing Tipalotura's delighted expression, she could only calmly reply:

"Philippe".

“Okay, Miss Felicity, just call me Ryusha. And this is…”

Seeing Ryuka's eyes light up at the two of them like a shy young boy trying to curry favor upon their first meeting, with even a slight blush on his face, Tipalotura smiled even more happily.

"Yu, just call me Yu! Ryuka... classmate~"

Chapter 15 The Uninvited Guest

The three used magic to conceal their true forms, appearing to onlookers as just three inconspicuous passersby, and thus made their way to the academy cafeteria. Although it was the first day of school, it wasn't mealtime yet, and the place was relatively quiet. Ryuka specifically requested a four-person booth on the second floor, where she sat down with Tipalotura to wait.

Despite Felicity's insistence on standing aside to serve Tipalotura, Tipalotura smiled and pulled her to sit down at the table, saying, "We're classmates now."

However, these small tables for four were completely different from the environments Tipalottura was used to in her court life, including the dining hall below the railing. All of this made Tipalottura look around with a curious expression.

"I thought you would cook for me and show off your skills."

Facing Tipalotura's gaze, Ryusha showed no intention of getting up from her chair to fawn over the kitchen. Instead, she chuckled and said:

"What? Now I'm 'Governor-General Ryukatsu-ko' again, and not 'Ryukatsu-ko, the guide I just happened to meet'?"

“Alright.” Tipalotura raised an eyebrow in relief at this. She rested her arms on the table, her hands under her chin, and returned to the role she was playing, even adding some new details:

"So, local 'Ryusha' classmate, could you introduce Sochi to us two students from out of town?"

"Ah~" Upon hearing this, Ryuka immediately adopted an arrogant demeanor, "So it's just some stinking outsider coming to Sochi to beg for food~"

"What?" This unexpected reaction stunned Tipalotura, and even the usually serious Felicity showed surprise. Seeing their reactions, Ryuka burst into laughter, clutching her stomach and saying repeatedly:

"Sorry, sorry, I was just kidding."

“That’s really interesting.” Tipalotura quickly realized what was going on and looked at Ryusha with great interest, asking, “So, is this a phenomenon in Sochi now? I thought you would tell us about the development and advantages here first.”

"Your Highness should already know a great deal about its development and advantages."

Ryuga looked outside, through the restaurant doors, at the bustling crowds. Sochi Academy was the most striking achievement in Sochi City; its architectural style and scale were completely out of place in Sochi, or even in any other part of this world. This was Ryuga's point: Sochi's development and advantages were obvious to anyone with eyes.

But there are many things beneath the neat and beautiful surface that require us to look beyond our eyes.

"Actually, I should thank you. If it weren't for the news and plan you brought, I'd have so many worries to worry about right now. But now..."

Ryūsha paused, then looked at Tipalotura again:

"I only need to think about how to increase production, train troops, and deal with diplomacy and war."

"Compared to the destruction and reconstruction of reality, the human heart and humanity are the most difficult to rebuild. Is that what you mean, Ryuka? It seems you're a philosophy student?"

Tipalotura's smile grew increasingly amused, and her conversation with Ruka made Felicity, who was standing to the side, also begin to ponder.

"I didn't say that. I was just introducing Sochi to you as you requested." Ryusha shrugged, no longer joking, and seriously played the role of a Sochi local, introducing the Sochi Province to Tipalotura. From the Sochi territory previously ruled by the Duke family to the rapidly developing and integrated Sochi Province today, he recounted interesting stories from the people.

During their casual conversation, the two temporarily forgot their respective identities, joking and sighing like a young couple. Whether they were both good at playing the role of 'unfamiliar classmates' or simply lowered their guard through this performance, even Felicity couldn't help but occasionally ask Ruka questions. Their conversation only came to an end when the dishes ordered by Tipalotura were served.

"Ryuka, you're such a witty and humorous person. Unlike that governor you described, who sounds so domineering and always causing chaos among the common people. But life here is definitely getting better~ But his 'harem declaration' when he was conferred his title and those romantic escapades circulating among the people, tsk tsk~ it's hard to like him~"

Ryūka looked at Tipalotura, whose eyes were like crescent moons, as she smiled at him while biting into the straw of her drink. It seemed that this princess, who claimed to only eat spirit dumplings, did eat normally after all, just not for energy, but for enjoyment.

But Ryuka didn't seem to care about her teasing; in fact, one could say she was quite bold.

"Of course! If our Governor were to take a liking to two such beautiful ladies, tsk tsk tsk~ he'd probably take them both down with him!"

Watching Ryūka's exaggerated performance, Tipalotura chuckled, a few drops of her drink spilling from the corner of her mouth. Felicity quickly offered a handkerchief; although her face was veiled in black, her annoyance at Ryūka's turn was palpable. After all, Ryūka's words had been incredibly disrespectful!

They even dared to flirt with the princess!

The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is—Ryusha completely ignored Felicity's emotions. After all, this princess before him had served him with her delicate, beautiful feet, although that was a secret between them, and it didn't mean that Tipalotura actually had any feelings for him. But at least, she could take a joke of this magnitude.

Furthermore, Ruka could clearly sense that Tipalotura was thoroughly enjoying the moment. Perhaps it was because she had set aside her usual role and was completely playing the part of a carefree ordinary person, which seemed quite rare for her.

However, Ryuga didn't have any arrogant thoughts about becoming a special emotional anchor for this princess. After all, he could sense a similarity between himself and Tipalotura: when it came to playing, she could put everything else aside and have fun, but when it came to important matters, she would definitely become rational and ruthless.

No, she'd probably be even more ruthless than me; after all, she's a witch...

Sure enough, Tipalotura had barely wiped her mouth, her smile still lingering, when she threw out a painful question at Ryūka:

"So, my friend, if one day your governor drags Sochi into the battlefield, or even deeper into the abyss, causing this vibrant place to disappear, what would you think?"

Ryuu's previously upturned lips slowly lowered. Looking at Tipalotura's smiling face, he leaned back and couldn't help but put on a cold laugh.

Is this question directed at 'Ryukatsu classmate' or 'Ryukatsu Governor'?

Tipalotura's question was about how she herself had drawn Sochi into the war, not that the war had already broken out and Sochi was drawn in afterward...

Even though neither she nor he were good people, and her plan was even more ruthless, why was he morally questioning himself? What was he after?

After a moment of silence, Liu Xia slowly said, "They'll probably think he's wrong, but they'll also take up arms and join his ranks. After all, this is the Sochi branch of the Imperial 'Military' Academy..."

This seemed to be an answer to Tipalotura, and also an answer to herself. But Tipalotura offered no further response to Ryūsha's reply. Her deep blue eyes flickered, and then she smiled as she rose:

"Sorry, I need to wash my hands."

She raised the back of her hand, which had just been splashed with a few drops of drink, perhaps indicating that she needed to use the restroom. After all, someone of her status would express herself tactfully. However, after she got up to leave, Felicity, who was about to follow, was stopped by Tipalotura. After Tipalotura left, Felicity looked at Ruka, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke:

"Your Highness's question was neither directed at 'Liu Xia' nor at 'Liu Xia Qing'."

"What do you mean?"

Ryūka frowned, but Felicity remained silent. After saying that, she sat there motionless, like a statue. Just as Ryūka had first seen her, she resembled a mindless, powerless NPC pawn…

"The riddle teller, huh!" Ryuka twitched her lips and moved closer to Felicity, her face almost touching the witch's. She waved her hand through the black veil covering her face.

"Hey~ Felicity?"

Perhaps annoyed by Ryukyu, Felicity remained silent for a while before finally moving again. She looked at Ryukyu and said:

“Your Excellency, I do not enjoy this kind of role-playing game like Your Highness does.”

"Okay." Liu Xia pouted. It was alright; at least she was finally talking to her, which was better than being ignored. "So, Miss Felicity, what exactly did your sister You mean by what she asked earlier?"

Whether it was Felicity's initiative in striking up a conversation or her previous mediation between herself and Gerberi, Ryuka could clearly sense that this witch named Felicity, though cold and aloof, deeply cared about their 'sisterly bond'. Although she mostly addressed Tipalottura as 'Your Highness', she probably considered her 'witch Yuscalde' rather than 'Princess Tipalottura' of Otus.

So, after hearing Ryuka say "your Yu-neechan," Felicity sighed and said slowly:

"I'm afraid, Your Highness... Sister You wants to know how she, her people, and her subordinates will view her in the future..."

This answer surprised Ryusha. He pondered Felicity's meaning carefully before returning to his seat.

He tilted his head at Felicity: "Acting skills?"

"What?" Felicity hesitated for a moment, then said coldly, "No. His Highness doesn't need to lie to you, at least not with such a simple method."

"Oh~"

Ryuka nodded and remained silent.

Not acting? Did that princess really mean what Felicity said? Was Princess Tipalotura of Otus, a woman whose power of order and witchhood were intertwined, struggling with whether her actions would cause pain to the people of the world?

Ryuu was somewhat incredulous. Firstly, he wasn't someone who easily trusted women. After all, few of the women around him were easy to subdue; he'd only managed to win them over through sheer power. That's why he rolled his eyes at Melanie's suggestion to 'take down Tipalotura'...

Women, especially beautiful women, are not so easy to win over. Do you think they are as easy as wood in the dark? Apart from simple-minded girls like Atina and the twin sisters, if I were an ordinary person without any strength, I would probably have been cut down by the newly appointed Hetia in Linhu Territory long ago!

Therefore, in Ryuga's view, Tipalotura could never possibly have genuine feelings for her. Even though her soft, jade-like feet had done those things to her, it didn't mean there was anything between them. On the contrary, Ryuga felt that this princess and witch was someone who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals and reality, and who didn't care about anything else.

And this Tipalotura, would she really ask herself about troubles? A witch?