You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

But unfortunately—

One second!

"Ugh—!"

The violent breach of the garden path, despite the sticky water magic applied by Shiloh, still caused Zeno to let out a scream of unbearable pain as the ancient path was expanded and filled to its fullest extent.

Xilok wasn't so gentle with Zeno, after all, he knew how thick-skinned the other was.

However, Shiloh did not fully enter, leaving the other party with some leeway.

Stroking the bright red moon, Shiloh grasped Zeno's arms with his other hand and said, "Heh, didn't someone say they wanted to 'conquer' me? With this level of skill, how are you going to conquer me, hmm~?"

After saying this jokingly, Xi Luo then gave it a hard flick as if casually patting a horse, causing the round jade-like breast to tremble violently.

With the colossal object bursting through the garden path, the intense sense of urgency prevented Zeno from making any rash moves. Even after enduring the slap, he could only desperately suppress his body's reaction to avoid overreacting...

Zeno gritted her teeth. Faced with Xiluo's provocation, she wanted to retaliate, but unfortunately, she was willing but unable to.

"Hey, hey...hey!"

Snapped! ! !

Another slap followed. With each of Xiluo's provocations, a slap would repeatedly strike the two large crescent moons, gradually tinting their fair color with a shocking crimson.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Xiluo wantonly kneaded the noble moon, looked down at the trembling body of Zeno, and smiled: "I think I've already said that there is only one requirement for me to agree to a marriage alliance with you."

Upon hearing this, Otivia, who had been sitting quietly enjoying her elder sister's miserable state, immediately perked up her ears and listened attentively without making a sound.

"To be honest, I don't intend to let either of you go... However, the order of the marriage should be of great significance to you, right?"

Feeling Zeno's sticky, ancient skin, Xi Luo moved slightly and said, "Your Highness, you don't want to be overshadowed by your own sister, do you?"

Zeno trembled, a hint of resentment appearing in his golden eyes.

Indeed, putting aside whether Xi Luo's request to marry two princesses could be granted, if that were the premise, he absolutely could not allow his sister to step on his head and become Xi Luo's first marriage partner.

But this also means that both he and his foolish sister were completely manipulated by this guy, Shiro...

After a moment of thought, Zeno glanced silently at Otivia, hoping to see her unwilling to be manipulated by Shiloh. Instead, he saw Otivia thoughtfully preparing to undress!

idiot!

Zeno gritted his teeth; his sister's resistance was surprisingly low—or rather, she had no resistance to Shilo at all.

No, I can't find a way to break this deadlock.

With his arms held by Shiloh, even extraordinary methods would be dismantled by the strange energy emanating from Shiloh.

Moreover, this sense of disintegration became especially intense after he entered her body.

Even the slightest movement from Xiluo would cause all the power he had painstakingly accumulated to dissipate...

Zeno felt the warmth of Shiloh's breath on the back of his neck, causing him to shrink back and his heart to race.

"Face reality, Zeno. There's only one way you can turn the tables—do everything you can to please me and make me fall in love with you."

After saying that, Shiloh leaned down, pulled aside Zeno's tied ponytail, and planted a deep kiss mark on the back of her neck. She then showed her teeth and bit down on a piece of tender skin, leaving a tooth mark above it, as if leaving her own mark.

The feeling of being marked filled Zeno with humiliation, but as Shiloh said, in a sense, it was a fair fight.

Thinking of this, a glint of light ignited in Zeno's eyes, and she clenched her fist at her lower back. When it came to a duel, she had never been afraid of anything!

"I can see this as a challenge, right?"

Zeno turned his head, his golden eyes flashing with the confidence and pride that Shilo was familiar with.

Xi Luo blinked, smiled, straightened up, and nodded, saying, "That's right, do you dare to accept?"

"Ha, what is there to be afraid of?!"

After uttering those harsh words, Zeno sensed the massive object within his body, took a deep breath, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Don't get too cocky... This kind of thing, once you know the principle, you can do it anytime... Oh my god~???"

Zeno knew the basic physiological principles, but in her eagerness to retaliate, she forgot that this kind of battle was one where she would lose eight hundred of her own lives to kill a thousand enemies.

Therefore, when Zeno quickly tightened her waist, the strong impact made her mind go blank, and her two slender legs instantly lost all strength, leaving only numbness and instinctive twitching and trembling.

"Wow... how come Her Highness the First Princess's body is even better than mine—"

On the other side, little Irene, sitting in a chair, watched all this with her face flushed. She never expected that the domineering and awe-inspiring First Princess could only submit in front of her brother, Xi Luo.

After seeing Shilo break through Zeno's backyard defenses, Irene thought that with his physical abilities, it would take at least a while, but she didn't expect it to be so fast... and it was even "suicide".

This is quite amusing.

As Irene watched Zeno convulsing violently, his pants and skirt stained with a dark color, she unconsciously rubbed her jade-like legs a couple of times, a hint of love appearing in her fluorescent blue eyes.

After all, she hadn't seen Shiloh for a long time.

"What do you think of my elder sister's performance?"

Otivia, who keenly noticed Irene's unusual expression, immediately asked the question.

Under Otivia's gaze, Irene became flustered, unsure whether to answer truthfully or...

“Prince Zeno’s body is rather special. His keen senses, honed on the battlefield, will react strongly to such stimuli even when he is relaxed… Well, this has nothing to do with performance. The real criterion should be how long he can endure it.”

Cecilia answered Otivia's question for Irene. Otivia listened to Cecilia's reaction, blinked her clear golden eyes, nodded, and said nothing.

However, the meaning behind Otivia's last strange look was self-evident.

Looking at Elena, who was smiling smugly to the side, Cecilia raised her eyebrows, her face slightly flushed, and said in a low voice, "You're asking for trouble again, aren't you? If you laugh at me again, see if I'll help you later."

Hehe → No hehe

Elena had made similar mistakes before, and of course, the consequences were extremely dire, even causing her to miss several days of impart.

Chapter 220 Otivia: I've been thinking deeply for 30 seconds (Burst update tomorrow)

Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo~~~

Oh my god!

As time went on, Shiloh's movements became more and more powerful. At first, Zeno was able to resist with her willpower, but with each of Shiloh's movements, the strange energy flowing into her body always awakened her deepest instincts, allowing her to experience unparalleled pleasure.

This most primal union of yin and yang left Zeno with nothing to do but tear and crumple the fabric on the chair.

Unbeknownst to them, Shilo had already released Zeno's hands and was now gripping the large moon with all his might, launching a furious charge.

Seeing Zeno's eyes roll back and his infatuated, seductive expression, Otivia's expression darkened further. A faint blush rose on her porcelain-like face, and her legs, hidden beneath her long skirt, unconsciously tightened and rubbed against each other.

Is the power of this thing really that exaggerated?

Even that savage and domineering older sister...

Otivia felt her heart pound just watching, and hearing her elder sister's "screams" made her own body feel a strange, indescribable sensation.

Composing herself, Otivia shook her head, looked at Irene, whose face was flushed, and whispered, "Irene, have you done this with Shiloh too?"

When Otivia suddenly spoke to her, Irene was taken aback. She hadn't expected that the third princess of the empire would know her name, and she felt flattered.

"Hmm... before we actually did *that*, this is what Brother Xiluo did with me."

Upon hearing Irene's address to Shiloh, Otivia's fingertips subtly tugged at the hem of her skirt, feeling a strange tightness in her chest.

After suppressing her discomfort, Otivia remained calm and asked, "How are you feeling? Don't you feel unwell?"

After saying that, Otivia glanced at the ferocious dragon ravaging the pink garden and subconsciously compared it to her own body... It was terrifying just thinking about it.

Upon hearing this, Irene shook her head, recalling the scene from that time, and smiled gently, saying, "No, Master is very gentle. Apart from feeling a little stifled and depressed at the beginning, he was fine afterward."

What does "good" mean...?

Looking into Otivia's bright, inquisitive eyes, Irene felt her face burning.

Fortunately, everyone present was considered one of Shiro's women, so even though Irene was quite shy about it, she was still able to answer normally: "It just means comfortable. Shiro is amazing. This might sound exaggerated, but it's actually really enjoyable, and..."

The conversation ended there. Irene was about to tell Otivia about Shilo's ability to enhance the strength of female superhumans, but she suddenly felt it was inappropriate, so she smoothly changed her words: "Speaking of which, Your Highness Otivia, how far have things progressed between you and Brother Shilo? Have you...done those things?"

Having finally met a potential harem member with a similar figure to herself, Irene felt like she had found her tribe and couldn't wait to share her experiences with Shiloh.

Watching Irene clench her little fists up and down, then make an "O" shape and move it back and forth in front of her lips, Otivia tilted her head, a big question mark appearing above her head.

What does it mean?

Or was it something he did with Shiloh?

Touching on a blind spot in her knowledge, Otivia frowned slightly, tapping her chin with her fingertips as she analyzed the possibilities.

Irene noticed the confusion on Otivia's face, and after making an "uh" sound, she lifted her little foot, pressed the soles together, and said, "Then, what about this? Did you make this?"

???

Seeing Irene's actions, Otivia, lacking relevant knowledge, was completely unable to describe their specific forms. So she frowned slightly and said, "Are these actions some kind of magical ritual?"

"No... since it was done with Shiloh... ah, could it be some kind of activity or game for lovers to enhance their relationship?"

Otivia's little mind raced, trying to arrive at a concrete conclusion.

Hearing Otivia's guess, Irene's face flushed red, while Otivia, seeing this, pursed her lips somewhat unwillingly and murmured, "Was I wrong...?"

"Ahem, actually, in a sense, that's not wrong, haha~"

Irene gave an awkward laugh, confirming Otivia's guess.

However, Irene never expected that there would be almost no progress between Shiloh and Otivia.

At the same time, Cecilia touched her chin, wondering if the kiss that the Third Princess gave Shiloh at the First Princess's birthday party was her own first kiss.

Thinking of this, Cecilia glanced to the side and saw that Elena was intently observing the battle situation on Shilo's side, her jade fingers resting on her thighs and tapping lightly, as if she was thinking about something.

Upon discovering that the eldest princess seemed rather vulnerable, a hint of relief flashed in Elena's eyes, but after she breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of regret also appeared in her eyes.

What kind of nonsense is this guy thinking?

Cecilia frowned slightly in disdain. As Elena's longest-serving comrade-in-arms, she knew a little about Elena's unusual quirks.

"Ooh ooh ooh!!!"

*Pfft!*

The silver bottle shattered and water gushed out, fresh water overflowing from the already soaked fabric of her underwear. Accompanied by Zeno's fierce, backward thrusting, the scorching dragon breath warmed the Crown Princess's well-defined, abs-lined belly.

boo~

A crisp sound of cupping rang out, and as Xiluo withdrew the cups, a great deal of dragon breath flowed out uncontrollably.

Otivia was then shocked to discover that Cecilia and the other two women, upon witnessing this scene, were displaying an expression of "wasteful disdain"!

? ?

Is this something to regret?

Wait, what exactly are you all lamenting?

Looking at the sticky, filthy scene before her, Otivia felt a tightness in her throat. The warm, sun-like scent of Sylvain filled the air, and with just a little breath, it would rush from her nasal cavity to her mind and then spread throughout her body, causing a strange heat to rise within her.

Looking at her older sister, who had risen high into the moon and transformed into a fountain, Otivia stared blankly, wondering if this was the way Shilo had described for "winning over" him.

It seems things aren't as simple as I initially imagined...

Before Otivia could recover from her daze, she widened her eyes and stared incredulously at the scene unfolding before her!

The carriage activated a soundproofing magic array, and at Shiloh's instruction, the carriage's speed slowed down considerably.

Important Notice!!!

No big update today, something unexpected happened and I have to go back to school. I didn't bring my computer or anything.

Chapter 221 Investigation Reopens (What an Unexpected Day! Meow)

After Shiloh drew his gun, Otivia watched in shock as Irene suddenly vanished from her spot with a "whoosh," then knelt down beside Shiloh's legs.

Cecilia and Elena were also clearly leaning forward, but they had to stop after seeing that Irene had taken the position.

Ham~

Faced with the erect dragon covered in sticky white fluid, Irene opened her cherry-like mouth with hazy eyes, and stuck out her pink little tongue, licking and swimming on it without any care.

This scene caused Otivia's mind to explode. She never expected that Irene, who seemed so aloof and pure on the surface, could do such an outrageous thing!

咕咚

Otivia swallowed hard, frowning as she observed Irene's expression, trying to find a trace of disgust or aversion.