Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

“Fragments of order are also a form of divine power. Although what you obtained is a part of Carmela’s power, it has already become yours. And you can do what Carmela dares not do openly.”

Liu Xia couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is it?"

“Build a temple.” Kuroel smiled slightly. “She’s a parasite within the Papacy; she wouldn’t dare do this before becoming Pope. But you can. Your temple of consciousness is already taking shape; you just need to further establish your faith… Of course, you’ll also need followers, who for some gods are priests and messengers—it’s just a title. In general, it’s about generals, commanders, and advisors. It’s best to complete these before you leave your territory, so that even after you leave, you can still obtain a continuous source of power through them.”

Ryūka's expression became quite interesting: "You mean, you want me to promote religion?"

“Of course not, I know you’re afraid of causing trouble.” Kurowell smiled. “'Religion' is just a formality. In short, what you need is faith and worship… well, you can trust me on that point…”

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Something big happened in Sochi. The Sochi Academy had just started its semester, and now people were greeted with another cause for celebration. This was their life now—every day felt like a festival, and no one knew what surprises lay ahead.

"Long live the Governor!! Long live Sochi!!!"

A deafening roar of cheers erupted before Sochi Castle, where a grand celebration was taking place. The area in front of the castle's moat had been transformed into a huge plaza, where a majestic statue sat in the center. A young man, reined in his horse and sword in hand, gazed resolutely into the distance; this was their young governor, Ryūsha.

"If you ask me, this should have been done a long time ago! Lord Ryūka is a young hero, and yet we only have the first statue now!"

"That's right! Without him, we wouldn't have the good life we ​​have today!"

"Look! It's not just Lady Ryuka! Miss Tartu and the others have them too! Hey! And us too! Look at that face next to us, doesn't it look like me!"

"Get lost! You're nowhere near as good-looking as me!"

"Look! Miss Snowfield is leading us plant-based mages in researching agricultural production!!"

In the spacious area named 'Memorial Square,' the imposing statue of Ryūsha, clad in golden armor and riding a horse, inspires awe in countless subjects. Moreover, surrounding the square are various mural-style reliefs and monuments. These depict the achievements of Ryūsha's subordinates, with figures like Kania and Hetia prominently featured, either as wise advisors or valiant generals charging into battle. The square portrays both the wars and peaceful development that Sochi has experienced.

Of course, these reliefs and murals depict more than just Ryūsha and his harem. They also include his generals like Baron and Luca, as well as the magic gun squad and medical teams. Outstanding individuals from all walks of life are also featured, creating a historical scroll that records every step of Sochi's development to this day. Below, inscriptions record each story, along with the names of those who sacrificed their lives in battle…

Cheers, tears... Soldiers maintained order around the square, while the crowd was in a frenzy. Tens of thousands had gathered here alone! And throughout Sochi and the entire Sochi province, various celebrations were taking place!

"I always feel a little ashamed..."

On an open-air balcony of the castle, Ryuga looked at the square across the moat and couldn't help but scratch his cheek.

"What's there to be ashamed of? I think it's great. You should go see Haifulian. She's lost all her former swagger when she goes out now. She's incredibly dignified and won't leave the house without looking her best!"

Kania chuckled. She was, of course, also there, but her role was that of Ryūsha's loyal secretary and one of the officials of the Sochi Council. The Sochi Council, in name only, was essentially Ryūsha's core team.

Kania was right, it was indeed excellent. Ryūka could feel the power of the people continuously flowing into his body! It wasn't just that he had become stronger; it was a fundamental change! Anyone who considered themselves his follower had, to some extent, formed a connection with Ryūka! They could provide him with power!

Kuroel is right; a temple is merely a form, and it can be presented in any way. Even the imperial statues in the capital of Ottus are the same, but unfortunately, Tipalottura is still a princess and cannot enjoy this…

"That deity is quite honest! She's not afraid you'll steal her faith!"

Kania's eyes shone with pride and starlight as she looked at Ryūsha, despite the minor conflict she had previously had with Tipalotura. Now, she stood openly beside Ryūsha's sculpture as the 'official queen'! Naturally, she didn't care about those trivial matters! Moreover, she was now Ryūsha's chosen 'Prime Minister,' a true right-hand woman alongside Hetia, the 'War Commander.'

The others, too, received a share of Ryūka's blessings. This granted them abilities not possessed by ordinary mages and knights, such as a continuous supply of power and even authority similar to Ryūka's within the territory of Sochi. They could hear the voices of the people and nature, and sense things beyond human comprehension…

This fueled their fanatical loyalty to Ryūka, even changing the composed Melanie. After all, this was a power far more mysterious than the magic she deeply loved—the power of the gods!

Of course, Ryūsha is not yet a true god, and doesn't even dare to call himself a 'king'. Yet, this framework still functions well, benefiting not only them but also ordinary people. These sculptures also record the participation and stories of ordinary people, making them see themselves as part of Ryūsha's rule and yearning to advance further within this system!

“Crowne wouldn’t mind. Her exact words were, ‘No matter how well I do, the infighting among humans will always exist.’ She will always have a base of followers, which is something that saddens her…”

At this point, Ryuka couldn't help but sigh. But Kania was a witch, and she didn't care about such things. She took Ryuka's hand and walked into the castle, her face beaming with a smile:

"Come on~ You're going to the Bauhinia Kingdom next month~ Make sure you feed us well before you leave~"

"And Hinatil, she's awakened from her coma, her memories are returning, and her emotions are almost stable~ It's time to truly make her yours~~~"

Chapter 23: You were given a chance but you couldn't seize it.

In the brightly lit room, Hinatil sat on the bed, leaning against the wall with one hand hugging her knee. Since her seal was broken, Ryusha had granted her a certain degree of freedom, and this small room had become her private space.

She wore only a pure white dress, her former imposing presence as a bishop gone. She stared at her other hand, pure white holy energy gathering and swirling at her fingertips, but it was no longer at its former level. She understood what this meant: the faith she had upheld for so many years, the holy energy she had cultivated for it, were all false, slowly dissipating. She was gradually transforming from a clergyman into the very thing she had once despised.

Witch...

Fragments of memories flashed through her mind: the seal Carmela placed on her, the repeated manipulations of her memories and mind, even… using her for countless shady dealings… Hinatil let out a sneer, her expression utterly miserable. If her previous life was all a lie, then what was she? Even the name Hinatil had become meaningless…

But she didn't hate Carmela that much. Because she also remembered a vague memory: in the dead of night, a man who should have been her father handed her, a young girl, over to the Knights of Judgment with a look of panic on his face.

'Take her away! If she's a witch! Goddess above! How could I have given birth to such a daughter?!'

Nowhere to go, nowhere to stay... except...

Tap, tap, tap… Two distinct footsteps came from outside the door, causing Hinatil to recoil as if electrocuted. Her bare, snow-white feet pressed tightly against her rounded buttocks, and her terrified eyes looked towards the door.

The door creaked open, and the moment Hinatil trembled, she watched as Kania led Ryusha in. The pain she had been experiencing earlier made her tremble instinctively! But… her lower abdomen began to ache! Her heart began to pound wildly! She could even feel her lips between her tightly pressed legs involuntarily becoming moist…

Ah! This is the body of a witch! The soul of a witch! Hinatil felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. No matter what her mind thought, Ryusha, who had taken her virginity, was already the owner of this beautiful, mature body!

Ryuka glanced at Hinatil's wary gaze and couldn't help but sneer, "What, you still hold a grudge against me?"

She fell silent, then slowly shook her head, not even daring to look Ryūka in the eye. Just meeting his gaze sent shivers down her spine, an urge to submit and depend on him washing over her. But how could she allow that? Even if she no longer existed as a holy figure in the Inquisition, it didn't mean her mind could change so quickly.

"Why are you being so fierce, Ryuka? You're usually so nice to girls, aren't you?"

Kania chuckled, playfully complaining about her little sweetheart. She looked at Shinatiel with a beaming smile; now she was finally one of her fellow witches. To counter her rival, Tipalotura, Kania was even more determined to gather more witches around Ryukyu!

"Don't worry, Hinatil, the past is the past. It was all Carmela and the Church's fault. And it's time for you to accept your true self."

"The real self?"

Hinatil gave a bitter, cold laugh. She pressed her hand against her lower abdomen, which had previously been brimming with Ryuxia's essence, but had now transformed into crystals of order. Although Ryuxia hadn't touched her these past few days, he had locked her in place, trapping those impurities within her body to slowly transform.

The most agonizing thing was that her physical desires were insatiable! Yet she couldn't even relieve them herself! What was she really? Becoming Ryūka's personal sex toy according to the witch's curse? No, he had so many beautiful lovers and female slaves; she wasn't even a sex toy, just a container for his disgusting essence after his debauchery with other women! A human tool for him to create the crystallization of order!

"I know what you two are here for. Come on, take what you want, do whatever you want with it."

Although Hinatil's answer was rather bland, her breathing became uncontrollably rapid! In her eyes, Ryuu, who had repeatedly toiled on her snow-white flesh, was becoming more and more like someone who would make her submit! Bow down and surrender... no, become a slave... Her slightly parted red lips revealed a wet, hot tongue, and Hinatil even had an urge to crawl on all fours and kiss Ryuu's toes...

Ryuu could see right through her instinctive reaction and couldn't help but sneer at Hinatil: "I don't know whether to call you unruly or stupid. It was the news brought by Linor and your value as a witch that saved your life! Otherwise, I would have killed you after I had ruined you to avenge Atina. You should understand your situation. I don't need your rotten flesh!"

"Ryusha!" Kania couldn't help but pout. She had hoped Ryusha would use sweet words to win back this mentally unstable woman's heart, but she hadn't expected Ryusha to be so direct with his insults. But she herself was a masochist, and the way Ryusha humiliated Hinatil only made Kania feel that her little lover was incredibly alluring…

"Did I say something wrong?" Liu Xia sneered as she pulled out a dagger and threw it next to Xinatil's snow-white jade feet.

"Kanya wants you to become one of my people, but I think you're too much trouble! Who are you trying to impress with your arrogance?! I'm giving you a choice: if you don't want to be loyal to me, you can end your own life right now."

Death… it’s an option that all living beings try their best to avoid. Not to mention that Hinatil was already controlled by her body’s instincts! She didn’t want to die! She wanted Ryusha to conquer her! To possess her! It was just stubbornness! The cold dagger was at her feet, its cold light reflecting in her eyes, immediately making her look away.

"You don't want to die, but you don't want to pledge allegiance to me, is that it?"

With a flick of her finger, Liu Xia sent the dagger flying back into her hand. She sheathed it and prepared to leave.

"Let's go, Kania. Since this bitch isn't taking the initiative, we'll just treat her like a 'mind pot' from now on. Have Zona arrange for someone to keep a close eye on this 'meat pot,' so we don't lose anything."

Ryūka's departure was swift and decisive, surprising both women. Kania looked anxiously at Sinatiel, urging her to quickly back down!

Hinatil was even more terrified, for she understood what Ryusha meant.

If she actively submits to Ryūka and humbly and devoutly tries to please him, then she still has the chance to be seen as a human being, one of his own.

But since she refused, her only value lies in nurturing the crystallization of order! That is, she is merely a mere object!

Without real intercourse, without communication, locked in a dark and sunless dungeon, filled with the essence produced by Ryūka and other women through a huge syringe... like livestock until the end of their lives!

"No, no! Wait!!!"

Seeing Hinatil suddenly jump out of bed like a madwoman, Kania's eyes lit up! She hadn't expected that Ryusha's treatment would so easily break down Hinatil's psychological defenses! But just as she was about to turn around and tell Ryusha the good news, she found that her little lover had already left without looking back.

"Wait, Ryuka, Hinatil, she..."

Even Hinatil hadn't expected Ryuka to leave so decisively, already walking more than ten meters down the corridor without any intention of turning back! Watching Ryuka's receding figure, Hinatil, who had been standing still, frantically chased after him!

Running barefoot on the cold wooden floor, she couldn't catch up with Ryusha's retreating figure. A sense of despair and sorrow at being abandoned welled up in Hinatil's heart! Thump!!! The woman's body fell down in the corridor! Her exquisite, work of art face was bruised, and her white hair was disheveled! Her dress slipped off her shoulders, revealing half of her breasts.

But when she looked up, Liu Xia had vanished.

"Ah, ah..."

Hinatil cried out, knowing that Ryusha hadn't missed her cries; she had simply missed her chance and been abandoned! Kania then walked over from behind, looking at Hinatil lying on the ground with pity and regret.

“ε=('ο｀*))) Sigh…”

The purple-haired witch sighed and knocked on the wall. Two slightly older female shadow guards immediately emerged from the shadows.

"Did you hear what your master said? Take her back and keep an eye on her to make sure nothing happens."

"Yes, Miss Kania."

Without saying a word, the female shadow guards grabbed Hinatil by the shoulders on either side and began to drag her backward!

"No, no... wait! Kania! Miss Kania! Please! Help me!!!"

Unfortunately, Kania's helpless figure receded further and further from Hinatil's sight. Her legs thrashed incessantly on the ground! Her expression grew increasingly ferocious! But her current holy magic was utterly powerless to resist!

Thump! She was thrown back into the room by two female shadow guards, who then fastened locks to her wrists and ankles, restricting her movement to a limited extent. This prevented her joints from dying, but also prevented her from committing suicide.

As the two female shadow guards closed the door, they couldn't resist mocking Hinatil: "Be content, at least you've been favored by your esteemed master. So many of us would go crazy for that opportunity!"

"Wait! Please! Let me see Ryukyu... no... Master! Please let me see Master! I was wrong! I was really wrong!!!"

No matter how much Hinatil screamed, no one answered her anymore. As time ticked by, despair and fear spread through her. The chains binding her hands and feet were pulled frantically, but to no avail! Finally, she collapsed to the ground, weeping, her pent-up emotions exploding at that moment!

Her hand... reached towards her crotch! Hinatil's mind began to recall Ryuu's brutal ravaging of her body! That pure, unadulterated happiness and joy had just been within her grasp! Yet she had lost it forever.

"Goddess... what did I do wrong...?"

Unfortunately, the sensation her fingers felt wasn't that of her own soft lips. Beneath her dress was a thin but sturdy enchanted chastity belt, offering no pleasure whatsoever! She could only shift her focus to her chest, mimicking Ryuka's movements as she began to roughly knead her body and the tips of her nipples!

"Huff...huff...Goddess, no...Ryu, Master...ah..."

In the secluded room, only plaintive, weeping breaths could be heard.

Meanwhile, Kania caught up with Ryukatsu and asked anxiously, "Ryukatsu? You won't really..."

Ke Liuxia turned around and tapped her nose, a smug, mischievous smile on her face: "What's the rush? Let me feed you first~"

With that, Ryuka scooped Kania into the bedroom. Kania realized this was another of Ryuka's manipulative tactics!

"Oh~ you're such a bad thing~ Ah! Harder... harder!"

Chapter 24 Do you also want to be a storage tank for precious gems?

No matter how many times they've been together, Kania's physical compatibility is always the most comfortable for her. Especially with just a gentle nudge from Ryuga, Kania immediately understands what position and pressure her little lover desires. Not to mention, after they can communicate on a mental level, their hearts are in sync, leaving no words needed, only the most intense breathing...

"Ugh... I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die... I'm going to feel so good..."

Ryuka invaded Kania's smooth, white buttocks from behind, her lower abdomen slapping against her snow-white bottom with a loud slapping sound! It quickly turned into an alluring pink! At this moment, Ryuka gently scratched with her fingernail~ The stimulating sensation rushed from Kania's sensitive skin on her buttocks through her spine, and with Ryuka's arm around her slender neck, the pleasure directly destroyed the back of her head and the top of her head!

"Ugh...oh ho ho~~~~"

The purple-haired witch screamed, her starlight-like hair flashing as if foreshadowing the collapse of her senses! Although Kania was too overwhelmed with pleasure to speak, Ryuka, who shared her feelings, still heard the plea in her mind.

"Are you sure you want to do this? You're such a greedy guy."

Ryuka laughed wildly, tightening her grip on Kania's neck and pulling her close, just as Kania wished. Kania's smooth, white back pressed against her own, warm and comfortable. The little witch's trembling body, writhing with pleasure, felt like a vibrating massager! Kania, suffocating, rolled her eyes back, clenching her teeth and letting out a desperate, animalistic growl as if she were being strangled.

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle—huff huff—huff huff—"

But that wasn't all! The hand that had been rubbing her buttocks suddenly grabbed her breasts! Two fingers pinched and vigorously kneaded her firm pink nipples, while his forearm pressed down on the other tender head! Ryuxia's arm felt like it was wrapped in cotton candy, its rapid trembling creating waves of flesh! And Kania's two pink nipples and her breasts, pressed into dough, made her pleasure unstoppable!

Go, go, go!!! Can't stop! One, two, three... Eek!

At her most sensitive moment, Ryuka, like a merciless cannon, relentlessly rammed into her from behind, penetrating to the deepest point! The enormous Noble Phantasm stretched her originally delicate opening wide, and the pink flesh at the edges gushed with juices amidst the afterimage of friction! Only a witch's constitution could keep flowing! Otherwise, it would probably be all white foam!

Every inch of taut, tender flesh turned a vibrant red from the engorgement, gripping Ryuxia tightly, creating an intensely pleasurable sensation, like being in a vacuum! Ryuxia, no longer holding back, thrust in to the deepest point! She released a powerful ejaculation against the sensitive opening!

"Ryuka, darling! Come on in! It's packed!! Oh my gosh!!!"

The scalding essence washed over Kania's beautiful womb like a flood, causing her bulging, white belly to visibly swell! Her legs throbbed violently! It was too stimulating! Her nerves were on fire! One of her little leather shoes was kicked off to the side, revealing her beautiful foot encased in black stockings! Her five toes were tightly curled, and her rounded heel trembled incessantly!

After a long while, Kania finally came to her senses, stroking her lower abdomen with a mixture of happiness and regret, and said:

"Damn it, if only I could absorb your essence like Hinatil..."

Her reluctant expression suggested she didn't want to send away the essence that Ryuxia had filled her belly, making Ryuxia laugh happily. He leaned against her sweaty back and said:

"What, you want to be a storage tank and an egg-laying girl too?"

"No, that's not it~ But it's nice that way too~" Kania laughed, panting. "You filled this especially for me! I wouldn't be happy giving it to someone else~"

"abnormal!"

Ryuka smacked Kania's bottom! Laughing at the witch's thoughts, Kania gasped in pain and pleasure.

"Ouch—go easy! I've been working on this from noon until evening! It's practically rotting!"

"Really? I can come as many times as I want~ Or how about we try to see if it really rots?"

"Hehe~ Don't! If you don't go find them soon, they'll start complaining to me about how long I've been waiting!"

Kania smiled, feeling Ryuxia's body swell again within her, and gently pushed her little lover away with her soft arm. She was referring to none other than Hetia and the others who, like her, were staying in Sochi. They had all been eagerly waiting for Ryuxia before he left!