Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

However, a hand quickly reached for her waistband, carefully unbuckled it, and slipped inside her trousers, beginning to slowly tease her. Accompanied by Zona's exaggerated spitting sounds, the rubbing motion of her bulging crotch grew faster and faster! Her knees were practically touching! The female shadow guard was wearing short boots, which she was rubbing together with her toes pointed inwards. Perhaps the thick boots weren't enough, she simply kicked them off, revealing a pair of delicate feet clad in white cotton socks, the ankles a tender light brown, creating a striking contrast.

Her hand, positioned between her legs, began to move rapidly! Gradually, some water seeped out! Her toes, encased in cotton socks, began to rub together, as if searching for comfort in loneliness and emptiness. Her small feet rubbed back and forth, her toes sometimes opening and sometimes closing, indicating that her body was about to reach its limit!

Glancing at the image on the crystal ball, Zona's beautiful black-stockinged legs went from kneeling to sitting, stretching onto Ryūka's thighs. Her feet and hands together enveloped Ryūka's treasure and began to manipulate it! Her nimble arches and fingers worked in tandem, while her lips continued to lick and serve the tip!

The comfortable physical experience, coupled with the incredibly stimulating visuals on the crystal ball and in front of him, amazed Ryuka, who jokingly questioned Zona:

"You treat monitoring your subordinates as an experiment?"

"It's their fault~" Zona said smugly. "As shadow guards, they should be aware of counter-surveillance. They didn't even know they were being watched under their own desks~ Of course it's their fault~"

Arguing defiantly, Zona climbed onto Ryūka's body and fawned over her master:

"Master, don't just look at one~ These little bitches are all different~ Pick and choose~ I still have the previous surveillance footage here..."

She held the crystal ball in front of her, showing Ryuka the ever-changing images:

The female bodyguard, who had just been looking serious and focused, was now standing guard closest to Zona's door. She was clenching her teeth, her face flushed, seemingly doing nothing, yet her plump buttocks trembled uncontrollably, her thighs clenched tightly, and even just that, steaming sweat and dark welts were visible...

The previously lively and energetic young girl, now a female shadow guard who looked only seventeen or eighteen, was blushing, even though she wasn't secretly harassing herself like her previous colleagues. The camera focused on her desk, where she was drawing obscene pictures in her notebook, except the male protagonist was Ryuka and the female protagonist was herself...

Others simply couldn't resist and made an excuse to rest and slip away. Little did they know that even their own clan leader, Zona, had betrayed them in their dormitory! Even though they had drawn the curtains around their beds, the crystal ball still captured their eagerness to pull down their pants and get down to business as soon as they slipped back!

"This is such an invasion of privacy..."

Ryuka couldn't help but click her tongue, but her body was much more honest than her mind. Feeling her little master's breath grow even hotter, and the veins on her Noble Phantasm bulging as if they were about to burst, Zona knew this was the perfect moment for her to enjoy herself.

"If Master doesn't like me, then you might as well look at me~ I have absolutely no privacy from Master~"

Zona smiled and took out another monitoring magic crystal ball, but this one was a bit larger, about the size of a peach pit, and it could glow as soon as it was stimulated by magic...

With her slender fingers, Zona pinched the sphere and, as if showing it to Ryusha, parted her brown lips to reveal the wet, pink opening inside, and then pushed the glowing crystal ball in with a kiss!

"Ah~~~"

With a soft sigh, Zona winked seductively and positioned herself with her rear end facing Ryūka. After a few thrusts, she sat down! Ryūka witnessed a truly astonishing scene! Through Zona's skin, he could see a crystal ball emitting a strange light on her brown belly! It even revealed the outline of her vaginal canal! And as he thrust in and out from behind, he made the luminous ball writhe up and down!

Through the thin walls of flesh, Ryuka felt another kind of stimulation! But that wasn't all! On the large crystal ball in Zona's hand, a bright, pink, sticky, wrinkled image was clearly visible! The viewpoint shifted back and forth! It made gurgling sounds! You could even see something with a small mouth bumping against it back and forth!

His loyal Zona was proving to him what it meant to have no privacy!

"Hold!"

With a low growl, Liu Xia lifted Zona onto the table and began his frenzied assault! He transformed the former female assassin into a brown, fleshy jar! A slave who only knew how to raise her long, black-stockinged legs, emitting incessant moans and the sounds of juices! As she panted and cried out without restraint, the scene outside became even more muddy and slippery. Previously, the female shadow guards had been careful to conceal their actions from their colleagues' gazes, but now those still eavesdropping were bold enough to completely abandon their act! They no longer cared about others and began to rub themselves! The entire office instantly became filled with an atmosphere of lust! Every female shadow guard's crotch and skirt were a muddy mess!

"Hmm...that sounds amazing...I want to too..."

"Ah~ why are only the clan leader and Nemi..."

"Mine is just as good, Master, Master, please try it..."

Of course, these were just their whispered murmurs. Little did they know that their private musings had been overheard by Ryusha! And they had become the driving force behind their clan leader, Zona's, brutal beatings…

Back and forth, Zona started off deliberately making noise, but later she couldn't hold back anymore! Without any effort, she blurted out "Master," "Lord," "Good Brother," and "Darling!" Even though she was several years older than Ryusha, she shamelessly called out these things to her female tribeswoman! This made everyone inside and outside the room even more excited and dizzy!

With a low growl from Ryusha and a sharp, high-pitched scream from Zona, the image on the crystal ball was completely covered in white! The female shadow guards outside also groaned, their bodies, which had been holding back, reaching their peak at the same time!

After a long while... when the female shadow guards finally managed to get up from the table and floor, panting, they discovered that their master, Ryusha, had already dressed and come out! And through the half-open door, their clan leader, Zona's large brown buttocks were bouncing and jiggling on the table! The room was filled with a strong smell and moisture!

"Ahem, everyone, thank you for your hard work... Keep up the good work on intelligence gathering in the future!"

Ryuu chuckled mischievously at the group of blushing female shadow guards. Despite the ambiguous atmosphere, they wouldn't dare to make a move on their esteemed master even if they were given a hundred lives! They were lucky enough to be able to listen to Ryuu and their clan leader, Zona, and do it to themselves today! They quickly covered their wet fingers and muddy crotches, but nothing could stop the lingering scent in the air…

And Ryūka, of course, would give them a little something in return. He walked towards the shorter-haired, more mature female shadow guard, the first one he saw on the crystal ball. According to Zorna, she was currently the most hardworking and highest-performing data analyst among the clerical staff.

"Bella, right? Zona praised you to me. Keep up the good work."

Although she was being praised by Ryūka, who was several years younger than her, Bella's face flushed with happiness! Bella was about to place her hand on her chest in a gesture of respect to Ryūka when she suddenly remembered that her hands were covered in her own water stains and scent...

Perhaps sensing her embarrassment, amidst the envious glances of her colleagues, Bella watched as Ryukyu reached out her hand and affectionately patted the top of her head a few times!

"Keep it up! I'll remember you!"

"Um... thank you... Master..."

The female bodyguard named Bella quickly stood up! She thanked him incoherently, so excited that even after being patted on the head, her body, still lingering from the afterglow, went again! The chair beneath her became incredibly slippery! Her pants clung tightly to her skin, revealing her perfect figure! And on the chair was a beautiful imprint of her large buttocks…

Watching Ryūka leave so cheerfully, Bella felt a surge of excitement and resolved to serve her handsome and kind master even harder. Perhaps she could receive a reward when her master returned! Even if she didn't become a close, permanent servant like Nemi, she would be content just to occasionally serve Ryūka and receive his favor!

The other female shadow guards also showed envious expressions, determined that they must be the ones to receive praise next time!

Volume Thirteen

Chapter 1 An Unsuccessful Start

"Your Highness, we should depart now. Isn't Governor Ryukyu coming with us?"

At Sochi Academy, students who should have been in class today gathered in the campus square, excitedly watching the scene before them. It was the first time they had ever seen an imperial delegation, and although the people were the same as those Tipalotura had brought, the procession was different.

The royal delegation, comprised of several hundred people, included imposing royal knights and court magicians, forming a disciplined and awe-inspiring army. They were accompanied by supply wagons and a large retinue of servants. However, as departure time approached, Ryūka and his harem were still nowhere to be seen…

"Liu Xiaqing will meet us outside the city."

Tipalotura spoke calmly to the female knight captain who had taken over Gerberi's position as her personal guard. "How rude!" The female knight captain frowned. The Imperial Governor, as the deputy envoy of the delegation, was not traveling with Her Highness the Princess!

But Tipalotura remained composed, maintaining her elegance and poise in public. At her signal, solemn procession music began, and amidst cheers from the crowd, she boarded the carriage and set off for the outskirts of the city…

The members of the delegation maintained an excited and high-spirited demeanor. Originally, they were all carefully selected sons of respectable families from the capital, many of them noblemen. The sights and experiences they had seen and heard on their journey to Sochi were enough for them to boast about back home, but they never imagined they would be representing the empire on a foreign mission. Therefore, the hooves and wheels of their horses seemed to move with extra ease, especially on the impeccably smooth roads of Sochi province.

They had been walking since morning until noon, but they still hadn't seen any trace of Ryuka and the others.

"Your Highness, we're almost at Miss Alvarez's territory, Weihe Port. We can't possibly miss Governor Ryukyu and his entourage, can we?"

The female knight's question was not without reason. Although they had traveled for half a day, they had a large entourage and could not have traveled very fast. The fact that they had not seen Ryūka at all was indeed suspicious.

Ahead lies Weihe Port, Haifulian's fiefdom. The Sochi Plain is crisscrossed by waterways, with the Sochi River as its main artery, facilitating water transport of various sizes. Weihe Port is a distribution port town built on the banks of the Sochi River, serving as a downstream town from Sochi City. Here, the delegation will switch from land to water, heading southwest downstream.

Even Tipalotura was puzzled. Could it be that Ryūka had arrived at the port before her? But he hadn't informed her. It wasn't until the scouts reported that she knew where Ryūka was.

"Your Highness, there's a problem with the road ahead; we need to take a detour."

There was a problem with the road? Tipalotura frowned. Their group wasn't just a few scattered people; it was a large team of hundreds. Even going down and back up from a regular roadside, the heavy wheels could easily get stuck in the mud—this was quite common on their journey to Sochi. But in Sochi, in Ryukyu? She really hadn't expected this to happen on such a solid, smooth concrete road.

The scouts' reiteration piqued her curiosity even more.

"The people repairing the road ahead seem to be Governor Ryukyu and his entourage."

"Is that so... You all rest here for a bit, let everyone have lunch, and let me go take a look."

Having said this, Tipalotura refused the knights' request to follow her and left the main group with only one maid, walking forward as if on a picnic.

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Sochi, situated on a plain, boasts stunning scenery. Especially during the transition from autumn to summer, the weather isn't too hot, and the vegetation is still lush. Tipalottura, unusually relaxed, lightly touched her toes to the ground, even humming a little tune. This surprised the maidservant who had been silently following behind; this suddenly appearing maidservant was undoubtedly Tipalottura's witch. With Gerberi absent and Felicity left in Sochi, the princess needed a maidservant to provide reassurance to the others.

As Ryūsha and his group gradually came into view, the first thing that caught Tipalotura's eye was two enormous box-shaped 'carriages,' a strange design no one had ever seen before. Each side had several wheels, with steel rims covered in black 'leather,' which aroused her curiosity.

"A carriage without horses, is this another new work by Ryusha and Anjaberg?"

Tipalotura, intrigued, stepped forward and found several of Ryukyu's harem members resting and discussing by the carriage, with faint crackling sounds coming from inside...

It was then that Tipalotura noticed that the once smooth concrete road in front of the car was now covered with a spiderweb-like pattern, and occasionally became bumpy and uneven. Melanie was looking worried and asking Anjaberger a question.

Is there any way to remedy this?

“If it were just for now, you could use your ice magic to pave it up, but with the large number of people and carriages of the princess and her entourage, the icy surface would be a bit of a stretch. In any case, we still need to contact the workshops in Sochi City to make proper repairs later.”

Anjaberg squatted on the ground, frowning as he examined the cement fragments on the road, muttering to himself in utter bewilderment:

"Only a few months? That shouldn't be the case. I've calculated the intensity... Ah! Your Highness Tipalotura!"

Tipalotura nodded slightly to Anyaberg and Melanie, who had noticed her, and finally understood what was going on. Instead of immediately asking, she first inquired:

"Where is Liu Xiaqing?"

“Ryusha…” Anjaberg’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, while Melanie couldn’t stop laughing.

"She's inside the carriage, Ryuka! Your Highness, come here!"

Anjaberg arrived at the enormous carriage, which was at least two people tall, and pounded on the heavy door. Judging from the sound, the carriage was made of solid, high-quality oak and sheet metal, and the knocking sound was extremely dull. Although there were no beautiful decorations or carvings on the outside, many magical runes could be vaguely discerned, indicating that its sturdiness should not be underestimated.

Hearing Anyaberg's shouts, the crackling sounds inside the carriage paused briefly, then resumed with another series of slapping sounds! Mixed with the girl's muffled moans of pain, Tipalotura knew without asking what was happening inside. The sounds were muffled, making it impossible to discern who it was or who it was, but considering this was happening on Heflian's territory, it was most likely the daughter of her father's Heavenly Rank Guard General…

During Anjaberg's awkward moment, Tipalotura thoughtfully changed the subject, asking about the car.

Is this a new work?

“That’s right!” When this was mentioned, Anyaberg became interested, and the embarrassment on his face disappeared. He started gesturing excitedly!

"Vehicles equipped with magical barriers! The improved quality of steel refined in the workshop has finally solved the problem of insufficient strength in the transmission gears! And the Ansel gel found in the south, after being refined, forms a material that protects the wheels! Increasing traction and wheel lifespan! Ryusha named them rubber and tires! This way, without needing to add 'levitation magic,' a reasonable amount of magical power can be used to support a sufficiently large vehicle weight! Otherwise, the consumption of magical crystals would be astronomical!!!"

Anyaberg rattled off a string of words, making Tipalottura laugh. This magical engineering girl was indeed a genius; many of Ryuka's ideas were brought to fruition by her. This made Tipalottura feel a pang of jealousy, as if the talent she had discovered had been snatched away by Ryuka.

The car door opened, and the boy who had made her jealous appeared in front of her with a resentful look on his face.

"Ah, it's Princess Tipalotura. It seems your entourage is right behind us?"

Ryūsha's tone was quite dissatisfied. Just yesterday, the border guard agency reported that some suspicious individuals from other regions had entered the Sochi province. Through communication with the nature spirits of his territory, he quickly realized that these people were near the Weihe Port in Heflian.

Unfortunately, even though he had notified Haiflian in advance to take precautions, the accident still happened.

The road in front of us is one example, and it's not the only one; there are several other sections of road ahead that have been damaged intermittently. This morning, three large ships that were originally intended to carry the mission at the port were also damaged to varying degrees, although two were fortunately salvaged.

This greatly displeased Ryuka! Because Hafulen hadn't caught a single suspicious person! Even after she had reminded her to be more vigilant!

So, through the crack in the door next to Ryūsha, Tipalotura could see half of her large, white buttocks twitching incessantly on the table. Hafleen's toes were trembling, and her fair buttocks were covered in red welts from the whip! Judging from the lack of semen between her thighs, this must have been a pure punishment devoid of any pleasure…

But Heflian also felt wronged. Just the day before yesterday, she, Hetia, and Megan had been thoroughly humiliated by Ryukyu, especially her. She even had to be helped out of bed by the two of them the next day... After waking up, she rushed back to the territory's Weihe Port to prepare for the delegation's boarding and departure. For various reasons, she failed to discover the sabotage that had occurred on her territory...

But she dared not say that it was Ryūsha's fault. After all, it showed that she hadn't been strict enough with the guards on her territory. This was an old problem of hers; many of her subordinates, like Luca, were knights who had come from their families. She tended to trust them too much in her management, which made her military discipline less strict than that of Hetia and Megan.

However, the price to pay was borne by her buttocks... Ryuka had even considered whipping her soles with a vine imbued with fighting spirit, but considering that she would be investigating criminals later, she only used dark magic with five times the pain intensity to whip her buttocks, just to teach her a lesson.

Tipalotura had nothing to say about this; she only cared about one thing: these actions were clearly aimed at hindering the delegation's departure. She looked at Ryūsha and asked with interest:

"Liu Xiaqing, what do you plan to do?"

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I'm taking a day off. I'll continue updating tomorrow.

Chapter 2 A Secret Maneuver

Tipalotura felt that for Ryukyu, the options were either to proceed as planned and set off today, or to delay for a few days and follow the trail to find the perpetrators. After all, this kid was known for his intolerantness. Now that there were those who opposed him in the Sochi province, he would not stand idly by.

But to her surprise, although Liuxia vented her anger on Haifulian, she didn't seem to care about the matter to the point of being furious.

"The bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it. If we become too powerful, our enemies will always be watching us. No matter who did this, they clearly don't want us to leave on time. But the more they do this, the more we have to do the opposite."

Ryuu snorted and said to Haifulian, who was still sticking her butt out in the RV, "Miss Haifulian, I'm leaving the follow-up to you. No matter where the territory's defenses have gone wrong, you have to fix them as soon as possible! Outsiders probably can't do these things on their own. They were able to break into and sabotage even a heavily guarded port. There must be a traitor! Whether it's a soldier or a civilian who betrayed us, you know what to do, right?"

"I...I understand..."

Heflian gritted her teeth and endured the pain, shamefully pulling up her pants, secretly vowing to catch those thieves and get revenge!

"That's it?" Tipalotura was quite surprised. "You're not planning to handle it yourself?"

“If you do everything yourself, you’ll be exhausted even if you don’t work yourself to death now. Punish when you should be punished, and trust when you should be trusted.”

Ryuu shook her head, her previous fierce expression towards Hefren instantly transforming into a smile. She cast a healing spell, combining holy energy and magical power, instantly erasing Hefren's injuries. Hefren breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed Ryuu wasn't truly angry with her, so she needed to perform even better.

"Don't worry! I'm willing to sign a pledge! If we can't find the real culprit, you can do whatever you want with me, Ryūka!"

Seeing the female knight's confident expression, Ryuka couldn't help but chuckle mischievously: "If you're going to say that, I really hope you can't find it~"

This playful banter prompted Tipalotura to spit out a curse: "Stop flirting in front of me. The important thing is that we're missing a ship. How are we going to divide up our hundreds of people?"

Not just any ship will suffice for an imperial mission. The size, scale, and style of these three ships are beyond the capabilities of ordinary civilian vessels; they were purchased and custom-made during the preparation phase. Now that the cargo capacity is reduced by a third, it will indeed become a problem. Even if Ryūsha says they will depart on time, Tipalotura doesn't think it's possible.

“Well…” Ryuka narrowed her eyes and asked Tipalotura, “Your Highness, your witch guard should have witches who are skilled in illusion and disguise, right…”

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The port of Weihe was now under lockdown and martial law due to the princess and governor's travels, affecting and delaying many commercial and civilian vessels. This caused nearby taverns and inns to become crowded, with many people either eager to catch a glimpse of the delegation or simply having their journeys disrupted.

Among the merchants, there had been some complaints before, but now no one dared to say such things in the taverns and inns. The reason was simple: one of the three ships used for the mission's journey had been destroyed, and the other two were under urgent repair. All the city's mages and knights had been conscripted as laborers. The entire Weihe Port was under martial law. With such a major incident, who would dare to gossip at this critical juncture?

In a third-floor room of a hotel, a pair of eyes peered through a crack in the window at the distant harbor. The once bustling port, teeming with ships and people, was now filled with guards. Hundreds of small commercial and civilian boats lay quietly moored beside the pier. In the deep-water section, one of three large, multi-story sailing ships, each over twenty meters long and with a deep draft, was badly damaged, while the other two showed varying degrees of flooding and damage. This sight brought a satisfied smile to the eyes.

A woman's languid voice came from inside the room: "General, now that we've completed our mission, why don't we leave here quickly?"

"Wait a little longer. We need to confirm that they have indeed delayed their journey. The Empress Dowager's instructions must be carried out properly, don't you think so too?"

The general turned around, this shrewd and calculating middle-aged man smiling as he explained to the woman in the room. But the young woman sitting opposite him seemed impatient. She was dressed like a southern businesswoman, very common in Sochi. A white headband and turban covered her hair, revealing only a pretty face with a distinctly southern charm. Gold and emerald jewelry adorned her earlobes, and she wore a simple long robe that revealed only a glimpse of her alluring ankles. One of her delicate feet wore a flat, white, pointed cloth shoe, which swayed up and down, causing the gold anklet on her ankle to dangle…

Both she and the 'general' in front of them had typical 'southern features'. Compared to the Ottomen of the north and central regions, their hair was darker and often slightly curly, and their eyes were deeper-set and often outlined with black eyeliner.

As for skin color, not all Southerners have bronze or wheat-colored skin. Many of the women among them have skin as white and smooth as milk, but aesthetic preferences lead them to prefer a tanned look, exuding the glow of sunshine and honey.