Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

"Gulp... I'll kill you, I absolutely will kill you! Ugh~"

As Ryūka teased and savored the pink flesh on her breasts, Gerberi cried in humiliation, feeling her body increasingly out of her control. She raised her hand to cover her tear-streaked face, but Ryūka merely manipulated her magic, and the gel flew over, grabbing Gerberi's wrist and pulling her aside. Now, not only her tears, but also her pitiful face, slung by the nose hook, were once again exposed to Ryūka's gaze.

This scene caused Tipalotura to sigh softly. Although she felt a pang of heartache, she could only helplessly tell Ryukyu that she had brought the curse within Gerberi under control.

"Alright...you, you can move now..."

Upon hearing this, Ryuka looked up, grinned at Gerberly who was glaring at him, and said smugly:

"Did you hear that? I'm about to move!"

"Hmph! Go ahead and do whatever you want! Slow down..."

Before Gerberly could finish speaking, a storm of stimulation washed over her lower body, which had just begun to recover! The pain that had just subsided returned! But this time, it was accompanied by something else… She dared not think about it, because along with the pain came a strange sensation she had never experienced before. Pleasure instantly surged up her spine, dominating her body! Full, comfortable, uncomfortable! Yet exhilarating! She felt as if her entire being had turned into gel binding her hands and feet, constantly deforming with Ryuka's movements, being 'kneaded' into a shape she feared becoming!

“Jerberly…”

Tipalotura couldn't bear to watch as her capable female knight was pinned to the bed by Ryūka, emitting pitiful yet sweet howls. Her limbs were bound with gel, leaving her wide open and at Ryūka's mercy. Yet, Ryūka had somehow left her some room to move, allowing her long, lithe limbs to writhe and twitch, especially her shapely legs, which kicked so hard they left afterimages on the bed! It was a horrifying sight! One couldn't imagine the kind of impact she was enduring!

Her work was done… Tipalotura thought to herself, biting her lip silently as she turned to leave. But she was stopped in her tracks by a pleading cry from Gerberi!

"Your Highness... Your Highness Tipalotura! Ah!"

She turned around and saw the body pinned to the bed by Ryusha, its movements violently undulating with the soft mattress. A hand was stretched out towards her, struggling desperately. Gerberly's fingers were spread wide, as if trying to grasp something in the air. The veins on the back of her hand were bulging, and her trembling fingertips reached out helplessly towards her...

"Ugh……"

Tipalotura sighed softly, turned around, returned to the bedside, and gently hugged the boy's muscular upper body from behind. She pulled back Gerberi's outstretched hand, and whispered a pleading word in Ryukyu's ear:

"Liu Xiaqing, please...please be nicer to her, okay?"

Chapter 38 The Gold Coin Girl's Awakening

Hearing Tipalotura's pleading, Ryuka slowed down slightly. As compensation, Tipalotura hugged her from behind and gently pushed her forward for support!

This actually made Gerberi react even more. Perhaps it was because of her that Princess Tipalotura had once again humbled herself before Ryukyu. This sense of self-blame and shame made Gerberi's moans even thicker and hoarseer.

Without having to exert much effort, he could enjoy the exquisite body. Ryuka simply let his mind go and acted like a master, letting Tipalotura push him from behind, while occasionally using his senses and abilities to keep an eye on things outside Thunder Fortress...

Inside the warehouse, Ada, whose identity had been exposed by Adela, pulled down her hood and bowed slightly to Adela with an extremely dignified and proper posture.

“Miss Adela, you have a very good memory.”

"So-so, it's an essential skill for a businessman."

Adela smiled slightly, her eyes narrowed, appearing completely unperturbed. It was only after Ruka reminded her that she recognized Ada, but she wouldn't reveal that. Her negotiation skills, honed since childhood, allowed Adela to act with ease in front of Ada, appearing unmoved by any storm, which greatly instilled psychological pressure on her.

In particular, behind her is her powerful master, Ryuka.

“Miss Ida Reed, you must be here to rescue your father, Earl Gavin, right? Or have you gotten lost? How did you end up in our warehouse?”

Adela put away her pistol, crossed one arm over her chest, and waved the pistol beside her head in the other, making Anyaberg uneasy. Since the Linze Fortress forces might be connected to Anyaberg's sister, and this action was likely for that reason, Ryusha, worried about affecting Anyaberg's psychology and judgment, hadn't told Anyaberg anything, leaving everything to Adela and Melanie. At this moment, Anyaberg watched Adela chatting casually with the appearing enemies, causing her to nervously grip her magic gun, her mind a complete mess.

“My father’s affairs are being handled by others. I’ve come here on behalf of Miss Adela and Miss Anjaberg. Setting up magic shields outside is a necessary measure for self-preservation, and I hope you two understand.”

Ada behaved politely, seemingly genuinely having no intention of doing anything. However, Adela only glanced at the shadows around her, where it appeared many people from Linze Castle were lurking. As for Ada's nonsense, it was nothing more than polite formalities; the most crucial thing was the red-haired girl beside her, who only knew magical techniques and was emotionally and personally immature…

Adela glanced at Anyaberg, giving her a knowing look, hoping she would understand. Then, she preemptively smiled and revealed what Ida was about to say:

"I can imagine~ I heard that some kind of potion was found on Count Gavin, similar to the prototype potion in the potion development project led by His Highness Tipalotura. And the author of this potion is Anyaberg's sister~ Miss Ada Reed, could it be Anyaberg's sister who brought a letter from home or something?"

Adela's words made Anyaberg tense instantly. She hadn't expected this, and upon hearing news of her sister, she couldn't help but feel nervous. But after careful consideration, she realized her current position was opposite to her sister's, and this countess from Linze Castle clearly had ill intentions. Whether she was there to rescue someone, or to use news of her sister to interfere with or win her over, she couldn't let her emotions sway her, or she would be led by the nose.

Sister… Anyaberg recalled a cold but actually gentle figure in her mind, and she also remembered the slight tremor in the depths of her eyes and face when she excitedly shared the machinery for producing potions with her. She smiled bitterly, her knuckles gripping the magic gun turned white, and her fingers, placed outside the trigger guard, pressed tightly against it, leaving marks on her fingertips.

Even so, she didn't speak, but looked up at Adela with a determined gaze, and then nodded gently.

She wasn't good at communicating with people, let alone dealing with her sister, and her mindset was already starting to waver. Whatever Ada Reed and her backers wanted to do, it was better to leave this to Adela; she was more suitable. Professional matters should be handled by professionals—that was Anja Berg's resolve.

Seeing the little girl nod at her, Adela understood immediately, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: none of the girls around her master were simple. Not only were they all beautiful, but they also possessed unique skills, and their temperament surpassed that of ordinary people—if Anyaberg lost her composure now, she would be the one most distressed. Adela dispelled her worries, a slight smile playing on her lips, and calmly said to Ida what surprised Anyaberg even more:

"As for me... Miss Ada said she also wanted to see me. Did the Merchant Guild send you on their behalf? Or perhaps it was my father?"

Her tone was flippant; she spoke as if it were someone else's business, even though it was her own, which made Anyaberg's heart tighten.

Yes, just like me, Adela's stance was complex. No, it was even more complex. Because whether she followed Prince Tipalotura or was later drawn to Ryūka, it was all because of her love for magical engineering; she felt she could best utilize her talents by their side. Adela, however, was different. She was captured by Ryūka, subjected to incredibly cruel training for a girl, transformed from an immensely wealthy merchant heiress into a slave to Ryūka…

Adela's ability to remain unaffected by the other person's words makes her seem overly sensitive and fragile.

In stark contrast to Anyaberg's complex inner turmoil, Ida blinked calmly after hearing Adela's words, and sighed with a hint of regret:

"It sounds like Miss Adela is having a great time here, and has no intention of going back? What if I really am entrusted by your father and the Chamber of Commerce to rescue you? You wouldn't be unwilling, would you? Or perhaps you can't bear to leave that handsome young governor of Liuxia?"

Her tone was somewhat sarcastic, her eyes scanning Adela's dress as if scrutinizing the blonde woman before her through the fabric. Her words, sharp as knives, clearly mocked Adela for being so tightly bound by the younger Ryusha, and for refusing her chance to escape—she was simply insane.

Adela knew what she was looking at; as a woman herself, her intuition in this area was remarkably accurate. Beneath her own clothes, this full, fleshy body, from her breasts to her groin, had been rendered unsightly by Ryūsha, and was now bound by a thin gold chain. This heavy object, made of gold—a tribute she had offered to her master Ryūsha—constantly reminded her of her miserable plight as a slave. Being stared at by Adela, Adela felt a pang of sorrow.

But this gaze also humiliated her and made her somewhat unhappy. Although Ida hid well in the darkness, Adela was no stranger to this kind of look that a noble lady would give a prostitute.

After all, even when she attended various aristocratic banquets and social events, and was adept at navigating the business world, the most common look she received was this kind of gaze. Those noble ladies treated her like a socialite trying to please men and sell products, while the male nobles, when they were being polite and attentive to her, looked at her as if she were a commodity that could be obtained with money.

"That's how merchants are; nobles never truly respect us. They want money, but they can't lower themselves to do business for them. They despise us while needing us to do their business, and they're afraid of getting their hands dirty. You're a merchant's daughter; if you can't even stand this, then obediently go home and marry the person I've chosen."

A sudden murmur echoed in Adela's ears, and she felt a surge of annoyance. At the same time, she couldn't help but recall Ruka's mockery and humiliation, albeit from a different angle and perspective…

'You're crying so dramatically~ What's wrong? These rings and chains were made from the gold coins you earned yourself~ Don't you like them? Be good~ Smile~ This is a symbol of your ability~'

'Wow~ Your little treasure trove is quite a lot, no wonder you're a woman as precious as gold~ But now you're my toy too, so remember this well with your body~'

'I don't need a woman who lacks ability. If she's just a piece of rotten flesh, no amount of flattery will earn her any appreciation. Try to show your worth, even if you can't surpass me~ Haha~'

In her mind, Adela recalled posing in various shameful positions, having her gold jewelry played with by Ryusha, and crying her eyes out. But now, thinking back, the boy who claimed to be her master had never denied her commercial value and talent.

Moreover, as a nobleman, a brilliant warrior and commander on the battlefield, the master also dabbled in business. Whether it was high-end luxury goods or everyday necessities, he treated them all equally. He didn't use the money he earned to squander or enjoy himself, but instead invested it in the reconstruction and reproduction of his territory, transforming Sochi into a place he had never imagined!

Whether it's Miss Kira, who helps her master manage finances, or Esther Miller, who stakes her family's rise and fall on business collaborations with her master, they are both eccentric figures among the nobility. They were once looked down upon by other nobles for personally engaging in commerce despite being nobles themselves. But the reason they persevered until they shone brightly, forcing all those who once mocked them to look up to them and fawn over them, was precisely because they were by Ryūka's side!

'Business itself is not wrong; the operation and prosperity of order require free trade and market competition. But if it is not controlled, it will ultimately harm others, and you know that better than I do…'

The scrutinizing and playful gaze of Ryuga still made Adela feel uneasy, especially considering she had caused many families to be ruined and even killed through her business dealings. She wondered how Ryuga would use this as a pretext to torment and punish her. But Ryuga simply closed the submitted proposal, lecturing her as if she were a little girl.

"Go back and revise it again. I hope Sochi's financial management will be a project that benefits all the citizens. You have the ability, but your mindset needs to change."

Adela recalled those words, then suddenly smiled at Ida and softly said:

"Yes, I really can't live without my master~"

Chapter 39 Negotiations Inside the Warehouse

Upon hearing these words, Ada's expression changed slightly. Her eyes widened abruptly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. In the end, she suppressed her emotions and remained silent.

Adela knew perfectly well that countless questions and humiliations must be churning within her at that moment, nothing more than words like madness, shamelessness, and baseness. But the countess ultimately maintained her dignity, forcibly suppressing all her emotions, and only sighed softly.

“Is that so? If this is your choice, Miss Adela, then I have nothing to say.”

Ada completely abandoned her prepared explanation about the merchant guild. Adela's almost self-destructive statement had clearly stated her position, tantamount to dismissing her. She couldn't understand the actions of this young lady from the merchant guild. Whether the other woman had lost her mind, was completely manipulated by the boy named Ryusha, or was afraid of the risks of fleeing and dared not reveal her true feelings, she had no intention of delving into it. After all, this was Madam Sophie's territory, and Ryusha and Gerberi were also here. She had no right to forcefully make things difficult for Adela.

Rather than being angry with Adèle, she was really concerned about something else.

"Would you mind if I spoke with Miss Anjaberg for a few minutes?"

Ida looked directly into Adela's eyes. She knew Adela was adept at controlling the pace of a conversation, but right now, she had to get into a conversation with Anyaberg, no matter what. This matter concerned her entire situation and escape route after rescuing her father, Earl Gavin, and fleeing Otus.

Adela's lips curved slightly, a knowing smile flashing in her eyes. She glanced at Anyaberg in the shadows; he looked hesitant, as if he wanted to hear but was also deeply troubled. She pondered Ryusha's style of doing things—her domineering little master's extreme confidence meant that even if she knew the other party wanted to win Anyaberg over, she would never stop Anyaberg from hearing news about her sister.

Ryuuya always trusted his own judgment and those around him; this kind of mentality made him arguably the most formidable opponent in the business world. With that thought in mind, Adela calmly gave the reply on behalf of Anyaberg, who was hiding in the shadows.

"Let's just say it this way, but no matter what you say, I believe Miss Anyaberg will not go with you."

"Can't I speak with Miss Anjaberg alone?"

Faced with Adela's impeccable defenses, Ada felt utterly helpless and at a loss. Knowing full well that Adela would never agree, she couldn't help but try to negotiate. Adela simply waved the magical pistol in her hand, clearly revealing the bottom line of this negotiation.

"Sorry, neither of us wants a conflict, right? Let's just say that."

For Ada, waiting for her subordinates to successfully rescue her father, Gavin Reed, was the only top priority at the moment. Adela, on the other hand, was unwilling to engage in rash conflict, simply because she remembered Ryusha's instructions: all actions must be kept within the acceptable range of losses. She was unsure whether she belonged to the "acceptable losses" in her master's eyes, but the genius engineering girl Anyaberg was definitely not among them.

"This is their family matter."

Seeing that Adela was still shaking her head, Ida smiled helplessly and gave up completely, then turned to speak in the direction where Anyaberg was hiding.

“Miss Anyaberg, Miss Anyaberg Poldeine, your sister Miss Corwin wants you to leave here and come with us to find her. She needs your help. Of course, there will be some risks, but if you agree, we will definitely do it.”

This straightforward and frank recruitment sent a shiver down Anjaberg's spine from the shadows. He was certain it would work? Did that mean they would forcibly take people away from Thunder Fortress, where Lady Sophie and Liuxia were stationed?

Where did she get the confidence to say that? But she said she needed my consent, could it be...? Anyaberg guessed a possibility, but remained silent.

Even Adela was somewhat surprised, not expecting Ida to be so blatant. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she herself had gone mad by insisting on staying and choosing to rely on Ryusha, or whether the noble lady before her was too reckless. Adela frowned slightly, about to speak, when Anyaberg spoke first.

"It's only now that she's saying this. My sister is being far too selfish."

The air froze instantly; that cold remark was undoubtedly a complete rejection. Ada wanted to try to persuade her again, but Anjaberg didn't give her the chance, pressing her for an answer.

Is my sister in mortal danger?

Ada was taken aback: "What? No..."

“Is that so? Then please tell her that it might be soon. I don’t know about Ryusha, but I’m afraid His Highness Tipalotura won’t forgive her easily. Your organization is in the Southern Continent, right? We’ll meet sooner or later.”

Anjaberg's tone grew increasingly firm, shedding all hesitation and revealing only a resolute heart of stone.

"We will meet then. Unlike her who abandoned me, I won't abandon her, but not on your side! If that's all you have to say, you can leave now!"

"Hey~"

Adela couldn't help but whistle, secretly marveling at the girl's decisiveness. As for the surname "Poludena," she vaguely remembered it, but couldn't recall its specific origin.

"Is that all you wanted to say? Then you may leave, Miss Ada Reed. However, I hope we won't meet again anytime soon. After all, rescuing someone from Thunder Keep isn't easy, and I don't want to get myself into trouble. I'd be very interested in turning a well-bred young lady like you into a commodity to be offered to my master."

"Tsk..."

Adela's blatant and explicit flirting filled Ada with utter disgust. She had been confident that by locating the two lone girls under the cover of night, she could most likely abduct them. In her mind, it was Adela who desperately wanted to escape Ryūsha's control; if she could win Adela over and then use sisterly affection to persuade Anya Berg, the matter would be a sure thing. But she never expected Adela to be so astute, already anticipating their actions. And for the young lady of the Golden Dragon Merchant Guild to completely surrender herself to Ryūsha—she was utterly insane!

"Are you out of your mind, you woman? Has Miss Monica Santilla also been shamelessly persecuted like this by Ryūka?"

"Persecution?" Adela looked at Ida's distorted expression and blinked her clear eyes innocently. "How could that be? She's overjoyed right now~ Her tears of happiness are mixed with other fluids, aren't they?"

These words made Ada waver again, her long eyelashes rising and falling with her breath:

"Shameless! Where is Miss Monica?"

"So your rescue target isn't just Gavin Reed?" Adela gleaned crucial information from Ida's subtle expression and instantly understood. Monica was someone Ryūsha had deliberately left behind; she wasn't imprisoned with Gavin and the Bauhinia group, but rather placed in a separate room in the tower.

In other words, the other side has already figured out the location where most of the people in Thunder Fortress are being held.

At this moment, Adela finally understood the intentions behind Ryūsha and Lady Sophie's allowing spies to operate unchecked and deliberately letting the enemy run rampant. Although Thunder Fortress was an impregnable fortress city, over the years, it was inevitable that bribed spies and informants would emerge within its ranks. Linze Fortress and the Chosen Ones organization behind it had infiltrated deeply; it would be better to take this opportunity to eliminate all internal threats in one fell swoop.

The moment she fell silent, Ada's expression turned completely cold and somber. She quietly took out a vial from her sleeve and displayed it prominently in front of her.

"Enhancement potion!"

Adela frowned: "Are you threatening us? Even if we use this drug, you will definitely not be able to leave Thunder Fortress alive!"

Once Ida uses the potion, at this close range, she and Anyaberg will have a hard time withstanding this sudden attack. Although Ryukyu could arrive instantly after the battle begins, Adela is unwilling to risk her life.

In the darkness, she noticed Anyaberg beside her, already half-crouched, aiming at Ida in a standard gun-holding position, as if he had already guessed everything! As long as Ida dared to inject the drug into her neck, Anyaberg would dare to pull the trigger! Seeing this, Adela couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that this young girl was indeed more reliable than she had imagined!

"Can't leave Thunder Fortress alive?"

Ada curled her lips coldly, her tone chilling to the bone.

"I am a full-fledged mage, and the brief burst of power this potion provides will allow me to rival the Heavenly Rank!"

"So that's how it is. This is your trump card?"

Adela raised an eyebrow slightly. If what the other party said was true, then even if she couldn't take herself and Anyaberg away, she certainly had the ability to kill them and force her way out. But a girl not yet twenty years old was actually a full-fledged senior professional, which made her secretly sigh, were senior professionals really that common nowadays?

Faced with Adela's questioning, Ida remained noncommittal, her tone cold and calm.

“I have no other demands, and I don’t want to use it if I don’t have to. I have no intention of forcing you to submit, nor do I want to make excessive demands. I just want to know Monica’s whereabouts, and this request is reasonable.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ryuka's voice suddenly rang in Adela's mind.

"Listen to her. If all she asks is where Monica is, then tell her."

"Our master has been secretly watching this place!" Ryusha's voice was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly soothing all of Adela's worries. She smiled and shrugged at Ida.

"Yes, but she's in Master Liuxia's room, in Mrs. Sophie's tower. You see, it's not that I'm unwilling to tell you, it's just that even if I did, there's nothing you can do."

Ida's lips twitched slightly, as if she were sighing inwardly. She slowly put away the potion in her hand and nodded slightly to Adela.

"Understood, thank you. Please stay here quietly and do not make any suspicious moves. My men will be watching you from the shadows. We will leave quietly once our mission is complete. You are a smart man; you should know what to do."

"Of course, tonight's negotiations can be described as quite gentlemanly... or rather, ladylike?"

Adela watched Ida leave with a faint smile, her heart already bursting with joy. What a naive and foolish girl, thinking her plan was meticulous and her actions graceful, that even if she failed to win anyone over, she had at least preserved her dignity. Little did she know that everything had fallen into Ryūka's trap. Her entire operation to rescue her father was part of Ryūka's scheme from beginning to end.

Watching Ida's retreating figure, Adela seemed to see her former self. Seemingly strategizing and in control of the whole situation, she was actually manipulated by her master from beginning to end.