Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

Snapped! ! !

"Ugh... Your Highness... Don't look at me..."

Thump~thump~thump~ Liu Xia grinned mischievously, punching Gerberi's lower abdomen repeatedly, the force decreasing but the rhythm increasing.

Exaggerated amounts of slippery juice flowed down her fair thighs, making the inner sides of her thighs shimmer in the moonlight...

Finally, the sticky honey could no longer withstand the pull of gravity and dripped onto the ground with a soft "plop!", filling the air with its alluring aroma...

Chapter 27 Let's Become Livestock

This scene made Tipalottura's heart flutter. Compared to Ryūka now, her previous suppression of him seemed like child's play. Watching Ryūka treat his most cherished subordinate like a human punching bag, with Gerberi's alluring body being punched until her eyes rolled back, Tipalottura really couldn't accept it.

"Enough, enough already! Gerberly can't take it anymore, why aren't you hurrying up..."

"Hurry up what?"

Liu Xia smiled wickedly, stroking Gerberly's sexy belly with its visible bruises, then pulled her nightgown up with one hand, stroking it back and forth a few times, leaving a wet, glistening hand...

"Hurry up and get her, is that it? Your Highness, you're the one who asked me to channel her witch power, so stop interfering, okay?"

Ryusha grinned mischievously, looking at Tipalottura's cold and indifferent expression, showing no concern that the princess would be angry. Instead, he raised his chin and gave Tipalottura an order:

"If Your Highness doesn't want to watch, you are welcome to leave."

Tipalotura, of course, couldn't leave. She had to use her power of order to stabilize Gerberi's mind before Ryūka took her virginity, in order to prevent the witch's curse from making Gerberi fall for Ryūka. But Ryūka wasn't in a hurry to enjoy the main course; instead, he slowly began toying with Gerberi, making the female knight's seductive cries even more alluring.

"Last time I only saw your big white butt, and I haven't really appreciated your body yet, Miss Gerberly, or rather, the masochistic sow knight who can climax even when being beaten like a punching bag?"

*Smack!* A loud crack of flesh echoed as Ryuuka circled around to Gerberly's side and slapped her incredibly large and sexy buttocks! While her breasts couldn't compare to Megan's astonishing size, Gerberly's waist-to-hip ratio was absolutely the most stunning among all the female knights Ryuuka had ever tasted. The curves alone, viewed from behind, were enough to be the ultimate aphrodisiac for any man.

"Ugh!!!"

This slap sent the already delirious Gerberly's soul flying! Her plump buttocks were flattened into a fleshy ball. Although Ryusha's palm seemed small and tender compared to her plump buttocks, it still made her firm waist slam forward. A few drops of clear silver thread flew out from between her legs and landed on the face of the unsuspecting Tipalotura!

"Your Highness...I'm sorry..."

This scene filled Gerberi with guilt, and she burst into tears. For her sake, His Highness had willingly submitted to the devil, Ryūsha, and now his noble face was stained with her own filthy fluids! This was something Gerberi could never forgive herself for. She immediately struggled and cried out to Ryūsha:

"Enough! I don't want it anymore! Just let me die! Who told you, you bastard... *gurgle*— *hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm*~~~~"

Before she could finish speaking, Ryuuichi punched her in the lower abdomen again! Spiritual energy invaded her body, surging and crashing through her abdomen in the form of ripples! Gerberly felt her sore uterus enveloped by the vibrating waves of spiritual energy, being massaged from every angle by Ryuuichi's punch, instantly having all her strength taken away!

She clenched her teeth tightly to prevent herself from screaming even more pitifully and obsequiously, but her handsome and spirited face was distorted as a result, making her look like she was about to cry. Her long, golden-brown eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, and even a few drops of snot were running from her nose. Her rosy cheeks were constantly sobbing and humming, which made Liu Xia laugh mercilessly.

"Look at you! You really look like a sow. Fine, I'll give you this then."

With a wave of her hand, Liu Xia summoned an item from the prop shelf with her spiritual energy and pulled it into her hand. She then grabbed Gerberly's hair and began to grope her beautiful face.

The icy touch mercilessly invaded Gerberi's nasal cavity, almost making her sneeze. But just as she was about to lower her head, Ryusha pulled her head back! Then, an equally icy touch unexpectedly locked onto her neck!

Wh...what?!

Before she could react, Gerberi caught a glimpse of Tipalotura's expression change out of the corner of her eye. A blush rose on her face, and she avoided eye contact, her beautiful blue eyes filled with reluctance. She even angrily cursed at Ryusha:

"Ryuka! You...you!"

What...what happened? Why was His Highness looking at me like that?

Suddenly, Gerberly saw a mirror in her eyes. Liu Xia was smiling and holding up the mirror. Her own lowly and miserable appearance in the mirror instantly melted her mind!

What came into view was a silver-white nose hook! It mercilessly hooked her beautiful, pert nose up, turning it into a ridiculous, comical pig nose! In the pale moonlight, her rosy nasal cavity was clearly visible! Not to mention the clear snot that had just flowed from it!

Humiliation! Compared to the physical surrender, this torment instantly broke Gerberi. She used to be the most majestic swordswoman beside His Highness, the leader of all the witches in the palace, a royal knight in golden armor, inspiring awe! But now… just as Ryusha had mocked, she looked nothing more than a lowly sow!

The nose hook went around the top of her head and locked onto the collar she had just put on! And the head part was thoughtfully decorated with a pair of pink pig ears, making her look really like livestock!

"You bastard...!!!"

She understood why Tipalotura had looked at her like that; it was a truly pathetic and utterly humiliating sight! Not only had her chastity as a woman been stripped away, but her dignity as a human being had been completely stripped away by Ryūka! Even though she was willing to submit to Ryūka for His Highness's sake, an uncontrollable rage still ignited within Gerberly! She could no longer accept this humiliation! The power that had inexplicably returned to her body solidified again, and she forcefully broke free from the gelatinous tentacles binding her limbs!

She couldn't bear it any longer! Even if it went against His Highness's expectations! Even if she only had three months to live! She couldn't tolerate Ryūka humiliating her like this!

She could tolerate giving herself to him, but this level of... she absolutely would not yield!

Her right hand clenched into a fist at her waist, and fighting spirit instantly condensed on it! The moment her long, lithe legs touched the ground again, the solid feel under her feet reminded Gerberly of her fighting prowess! She was about to turn around and deliver a hard punch to that brat's face!

"Derberly! No!!!"

Tipalotura called out anxiously, but she couldn't stop Gerberi's determination! She had made up her mind that she would rather die than let Ryukyu have her!

As if she had been prepared, Ruka subtly dodged, placed one hand on Gerberi's lower back and pushed her, then pulled her back with the other hand! Instantly, Gerberi lost her balance!

It turns out that the props he had just taken were not just a nose hook and a collar; there was also a long chain attached to the back of the collar! This chain was connected to the nose hook on Gerberly's face, and it had only passed through a loop at the back of her collar!

The hand pressing on her waist emitted another burst of spiritual energy, striking Gerberi's uterus. Together with the spiritual energy vibration that had not yet dissipated, it easily stripped her of the power to resist once again!

The offensive crumbled instantly! Ryuga easily grabbed Gerberi by the neck from behind, forcing her to look in Tipalotura's direction. And that wasn't all; the chain he was holding had a huge, thick silver hook at the end! However, instead of a sharp point, it had a gleaming sphere at the tip!

"Don't be in such a hurry~ You haven't even put on your reward gear yet~"

With his hand pressed against Gerberly's strong and sexy back, Liu Xia grinned mischievously and slid his silver hook down, precisely inserting it into Gerberly's sweaty, smooth, and soft plump buttocks!

Then, after rubbing back and forth a few times between her wet, slippery buttocks, Ryusha, having coated his thick, silver hook with Gerberi's slick juices, squeezed open the folds of that beautiful back garden, aimed the pointed end of his penis at the soft, pink folds, and pulled upwards! With a sharp thrust!

"Ugh, so good!!!"

Chapter 28 Wrench and Gold Coins

The night was quiet, and while Liuxia was engrossed in her work, Anyaberg was already fully focused on preparing for the long-distance magical vehicle.

In the private warehouse that Madam Sophie had specially prepared for her, the magic vehicle was parked smoothly on a rail-mounted elevated platform, with all the wheels suspended in the air, making it convenient for Anyaberg to lie on his back under the vehicle and carry out various inspections and preparations.

Inside the warehouse, all the magical lamps were lit, providing ample and clear light, ensuring unobstructed visibility even in the dead of night. Wearing thick work gloves, she casually wiped the fine beads of sweat mixed with grease from her forehead. Her usually bright and lively eyes were now dull and lifeless. Her sister's worries lingered in her mind, keeping her awake all night. She could only immerse herself in the mundane tasks of repairing the magical machinery to calm her inner turmoil and pass the long, agonizing night.

"Miss Anyaberg, what are you preparing? The magic device and rune array we just saw were for power output and power adjustment, right? What are you checking now?"

Adela's listless voice came from behind. At first, she had dutifully followed Anyaberg, obediently staying by his side. Several times she had offered to help, but Anyaberg had always firmly refused. Over time, she realized that Anyaberg had no interest in her at all, and her tense mentality gradually relaxed. She regained the carefree attitude she had before being subdued and trained by Ryūsha, and sat down on a nearby crate, resting her chin on her hands and leisurely swinging her long, slender, white legs.

Differential.

Anjaberg's cold, monotone voice came from under the car, his tone flat and devoid of any emotion. Adela had been watching him in this low, dejected state all night. Apart from Yurina, Adela had never paid much attention to the other women around Ryusha, but facing Anjaberg's depressed mood all night, the dull and oppressive atmosphere made her feel increasingly stifled and bored.

Olivia went to attempt to break through to the Heavenly Rank, while Melanie either accompanied Lady Sophie in discussing magic or drank alone to pass the time. Only Melanie herself could stay with the troubled Anyaberg. Right now, her master… Ryusha must be having a great time with Gerberly, right? If she could join them, even if she were wantonly humiliated and tormented, it would be better than being trapped in this oppressive and suffocating atmosphere.

This thought quietly surfaced, and an indescribable soreness welled up from below her lower abdomen. Frustrated, she gently rubbed her soft belly and could only continue chatting with Anyaberg.

"Different speed? What a strange name... By the way, Miss Anyaberg, aren't you wondering how I knew that magical device just now was a power output device?"

“Not surprising.” Despite Adela’s constant attempts to engage in conversation, Anyaberg remained calm, her tone completely unwavering. “As the young lady of the Golden Dragon Merchant Guild, it’s normal for you to have some knowledge of magical engineering. Besides, weren’t the magical weapons and armor that Yulina used before developed by your guild?”

Anyaberg's words were all true. As someone from a family of merchants, she was naturally familiar with all kinds of items her family dealt in. Adela, who had been in contact with magical artifacts for many years, possessed knowledge in this area far exceeding that of ordinary people. However, she had been hoping to hear some surprise and praise from Anyaberg, thus satisfying her vanity that she had not picked up for a long time. But the other party remained calm and indifferent, which made her feel increasingly disappointed.

Unbeknownst to her, the respect and obedience that Liuxia had instilled in her in the past had all faded away, but she also failed to regain her former smooth and composed demeanor. The impatience and perfunctory attitude of the spoiled young lady in her bones were fully revealed.

"Oh... the Chamber of Commerce only provided the funding, but the scholars involved in the production and research weren't from the Chamber of Commerce. By the way, what exactly is a differential?"

"When a wheel turns, the inner and outer wheels travel at different speeds, right? That's what a differential is..."

Unlike old-fashioned horse-drawn carriages, magical vehicles operate on entirely different principles, which is why they require such components to assist in their operation. When discussing the field of magical engineering that he was familiar with, Anjaberg habitually began to explain in detail, but then abruptly stopped halfway through his sentence.

She suddenly remembered that the design concept of this component, called the differential, was inspired by Ryuka's guidance.

Her thoughts drifted uncontrollably into the distance, and she felt a surge of emotions: Was the Princess's arrangement for Ryusha and Gerberi tonight? Although she didn't know why, it was enough to show that the relationship between Ryusha and the Princess was growing closer.

How will the two of them discuss and deal with the mistakes her sister made in the past? Even though Ruka had comforted her before, would the proud Princess Tipalotura really forgive her sister who betrayed her so easily? She might have considered her feelings before, but now she herself had switched sides from the princess to Ruka's. If the princess were to deal harshly with her sister's matter, and Ruka was swayed, how would she face the consequences?

A myriad of worries weighed on Anyaberg's mind, making her increasingly anxious and restless. She knew clearly that she was just one of many girls around Ryuka. Even with her outstanding talent in magical engineering, she was still often guided and advised by Ryuka in her own area of ​​expertise, leaving Anyaberg feeling both frustrated and often inferior. The two had a past of ambiguous affection, but in terms of status, demeanor, and outstanding appearance, she was ultimately no match for the noble Tipalotura or the dashing and beautiful Gerberi.

Especially since Miss Gerberly is so handsome, has such a great figure, and even her breasts are…

Amidst her chaotic thoughts, she heard Adela's curious urging voice again.

"The inner and outer wheels travel at different speeds? I see, that makes sense... So what happens next?"

His thoughts were abruptly interrupted, and Anyaberg had no interest in chatting or explaining. His frustration was building up inside him, and he couldn't help but yell at Adela.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you! You're so annoying! If you're so bored, go find some fun with that woman with the Bauhinia flower! Didn't you get some gel?"

The sudden surge of anger stunned Adela. Though her heart was filled with displeasure, she remained mindful of her place. Anyaberg was a trusted confidant of Ryusha, while she was ultimately just a slave. She could only suppress her emotions and mutter to Anyaberg in a low voice.

"Well... although educating that woman was a task given to me by my master, I cannot leave your or Miss Melanie's surveillance range! That was also requested by my master, wasn't it? You insisted on leaving the tower to go to the warehouse to prepare!"

Finally, her pent-up emotions erupted, and Adela couldn't help but raise her voice in protest. According to the rules set by Ryūsha, as a slave, she was strictly forbidden from acting alone, and her movements were confined to either Melanie or Anyaberg. Originally, she planned to stay in the tower residence tonight to punish Monica, the spy; the two shared a suite, making their actions quite convenient. However, Anyaberg, still troubled, insisted on coming to the warehouse late at night to inspect the vehicles, leaving Adela with no choice but to accompany him.

If Monica were to be taken to a secluded warehouse without permission, Anyaberg would certainly not agree, which is why Adela felt so helpless.

"Although I have no interest in women, seeing her being trained like that still makes me want to have sex with her! My master isn't here! Or rather, even if he were, he wouldn't easily satisfy me... Humph! Unlike Miss Anjaberg, who can pull out a whole bunch of toys to satisfy her whenever she wants!"

All the pent-up grievances poured out, and Adela, no longer caring about her words, bluntly spoke her mind, even publicly exposing Anyaberg's secret hoarding of many private items. These frank words instantly made the reserved and shy engineering girl blush bright red, and she hurriedly crawled out from under the car, both ashamed and angry.

"What, what, what did you say?!"

"Hmph~~~ Isn't that right? You even spy on the affection between me and my master to spice things up for yourself, don't you? Miss Anjaberg~ why haven't you and your master actually gotten together yet?"

"Gurgle!!! Adela!!!"

Adela's arrogance grew increasingly flamboyant. She was already a few years older, and her figure and temperament were more mature. After becoming a slave, she had long since abandoned all pretense of dignity. With just a few words, she rendered the simple and reserved Anyaberg speechless, leaving him only able to blush and pant rapidly.

She was certain that, given Anyaberg's gentle and reserved nature, he would never run to Ryusha to complain.

Seeing Anyaberg's frustrated and embarrassed expression, Adela felt a rare sense of satisfaction in suppressing him. But this feeling was fleeting. Her expression changed abruptly, and she immediately leaped off the wooden crate, rushed to Anyaberg, and grabbed his collar.

"What? Did I say something wrong? Are you going to tell the master? Hmm?"

This assertive and flamboyant action completely ignited Anja Berger's long-suppressed emotions. He threw all his worries about his sister to the back of his mind and immediately stepped forward to argue and fight with Adèle.

Just as the two were about to clash, Adela suddenly leaned closer and whispered a warning.

"There are people outside the warehouse, and they don't seem friendly. Where's your magic gun?"

This reminder startled Anyaberg. Seeing Adela's serious expression, he quickly looked in the direction she indicated and, sure enough, glimpsed several suspicious figures moving stealthily in the shadows near the warehouse door. Such furtive behavior couldn't possibly be the work of the Thunder Fortress garrison. The two instantly tensed, and with perfect coordination, they rolled quickly towards the magic vehicle to avoid it, swiftly retrieving pre-prepared magic firearms from a corner piled with luggage and miscellaneous items.

"Adela, this!"

Anjaberg gripped his usual magical spear and casually tossed a small, short-handled pistol into Adela's hands. Both weapons had been meticulously crafted and enhanced, making them significantly stronger than the magical spears from the Linhu Town era. When unleashed at full power, their strength was comparable to that of a high-ranking mage.

She hid tightly behind the vehicle, her expression tense and wary. Adela, who had taken the pistol, had already raised her arm and aimed at the warehouse door, shouting loudly.

"Get out of there! Or I'll shoot! From here, the tower can hear you clearly!"

Chapter 29 runs through

The beautiful blonde woman raised her pistol and, at the same time, shut off all the lights Anyaberg had placed around the magic wagon. The warehouse was plunged into darkness in an instant, obscuring their figures. As their pupils adjusted, the area outside the door became brightly lit in the moonlight, leaving the furtive figure nowhere to hide.

In that instant, Adela's eyes seemed to return to the past, to that moment when she moved among various forces, manipulating greedy hearts and desires.

Anyaberg was startled by her crisp rebuke. Since Adela's release from prison, all she had seen was a submissive woman, stripped of all pride and sharpness by Ryūsha, abandoning all dignity. But now, in this dimly lit warehouse, she saw the sharpness that Adela always maintained, hidden beneath her alluring smile.

Outside the door, a figure in a cloak slowly emerged, raised his hands, and stepped into Adela's gun...

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"Gurgle—oh oh oh uh uh uh!!!"

As Liu Xia lifted the silver hook upwards, Gerberly immediately let out a shrill scream! Her entire body was lifted up, her two shapely, long legs instantly clamping together! Her body arched backwards forcefully, even her two astonishingly full breasts rose high, then bounced a few times. The two pink and firm nipples swayed in the moonlight, tracing several unsightly arcs.

"Jerberly!"

The female knight's scream made the young princess's heart tighten! She looked at Ryūsha, whose lips were still upturned. The object he held in his hand was a terrifying contraption that combined a nose hook, a collar, and a hook for the back garden! The boy released his grip, and the elastic band that had passed through the collar and hooked onto Gerberi's beautiful nose and shameful back garden slammed hard onto Gerberi's smooth, beautiful back, making a crisp sound as it struck the female knight's bare back, which had fine muscle stripes but was still beautiful.

"Hey, Your Highness, Miss Gerberly just tried to attack me!"

Ryuka chuckled softly, using her arm to tighten around Gerberi's neck and lift her upper body. A feeling of suffocation washed over her. Gerberi desperately tried to muster her strength to resist, but as soon as Ryuka flicked the hook behind her buttocks, an unbearable pressure surged from her back to her entire body, instantly robbing her of all her strength!

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Hearing Gerberi's pitiful cries, Ryusha pulled her head even higher, exposing her handsome face, now twisted and bruised by the nose hook, to Tipalotura. Then she asked Tipalotura:

"What should we do? She seems very unwilling. Should we cancel tonight's plans?"

One second she was feeling heartbroken for Gerberly, the next second, upon hearing Ryūka's question, Tipalotura gritted her teeth, composed herself, took a deep breath, and shook her head at Ryūka:

"No, it's not necessary..."

"Your Highness, Your Highness!!!"

Upon hearing Tipalottura utter those words, Gerberi's eyes widened instantly, and she screamed out a desperate cry. The voice, a mixture of accusation and plea for help, made Tipalottura clench her fists, her nails digging into her flesh. She looked at Gerberi, whose legs dangled on the ground, held captive by Ryūka's single arm around her neck, and her expression instantly hardened…

"Jerberly! This is... an order!"

These words pierced Gerberi's heart like a sharp blade, and two lines of tears streamed down her face in despair, her eyes filled with disbelief. Even with her hardened heart, Tipalotura couldn't help but look away under such a gaze.

Only in this way... only in this way can Gerberi's life be saved. Ryusha, Ryusha, no matter how outrageous he went tonight, it was merely to appease Gerberi's inner witch desires; it was unavoidable! Tipalotura convinced herself of this, and opened her cherry lips again, rebuking Gerberi in a slightly hoarse voice:

"For you... I've already... Gerberly, do you really intend to abandon our past vows and leave me alone?!"

These words made Gerberi's pupils shrink. Indeed, for tonight's events, even Her Highness herself had knelt before that bastard, Ryūka. And whether as a knight or a witch's sister, she had sworn an oath to accompany her Highness—Tipalottura Yū Ottus—to the end of her mission…