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

Elena was now lying on top of Shiro, her head slightly off-center from his, before turning her head to whisper sweet nothings in his ear.

Guided by Elena, Shiloh's hands firmly grasped Xiaoyouzi, and after multiple attempts, the fiery pure white dragon breath finally erupted uncontrollably onto the black silk-bound feet.

Feeling the intense heat that made her heart race, Elena looked up at the sky with a dazed expression, then slowly raised her feet and gently spread the dragon's breath until it covered her small feet.

"It's sticky..."

Elena smiled softly, her purple eyes filled with satisfaction.

"I say, how come you have such a high level of understanding in this area?"

"dislike?"

"Of course I like it."

After whispering to Elena, Shiloh held her and then added, "However, that's not enough."

As soon as she finished speaking, Elena was thrown to the ground below, but she had expected this outcome.

It would be truly strange if the Great Demon King Shiloh could be defeated so easily.

However, judging from what just happened, the new tactic is clearly feasible...?

Xi Luo always enjoyed seeing all sorts of clothes on the girls, as it was very visually appealing and also increased their attack speed.

Therefore, in order to ensure the visual appeal, Shiloh directly broke through the external defenses and then launched a fierce attack.

Elena suppressed the urge to roll back into the air, burying her pretty face in the soft pillow and struggling to keep quiet, only letting out muffled moans.

Given Shiloh's perverse sense of humor, he certainly wouldn't set up a soundproof magic circle.

It wouldn't be good if I made any noise and woke up the others.

Elena's pretty face, buried in the pillow, was smiling dreamily.

Chapter 129 "Old Deng! The will-o'-the-wisp is parked downstairs at your place!" (3k)

This feeling of sneaking a bite, I don't know when it started, has inexplicably become somewhat addictive.

Regardless, at least Elena now knows that her plan was effective.

The strongest evidence is that Shiloh has lost some of his former composure and has become more... savage and violent.

Under the relentless onslaught, the misty tears in Elena's beautiful eyes were shattered time and again.

In the end, the suppressed chill and solitude blended into the moonlight that filled the night.

The next morning, when Elena got out of bed yawning, the sun was already shining brightly outside.

"hiss--"

Elena, who had just sat up, suddenly stiffened and then gasped.

This wasn't because she knew her affair with Shiloh had been exposed the night before, but because her plan had been too good, causing Shiloh to let loose and leave her feeling ecstatic several times.

"Looks like I'll have to bring someone along next time..."

Elena clutched her slender waist, feeling a wave of soreness and numbness, unable to muster any strength.

Dong dong dong

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Elena looked towards the door and asked, "May I ask who it is?"

"it's me."

It's Cecilia's voice.

Hearing the familiar voice of her old comrade-in-arms, Elena breathed a sigh of relief. After all, she didn't want her sisters to see her in such a disheveled state; otherwise, no matter how amazing her theoretical knowledge was, she probably wouldn't be able to convince them.

"Oh, come in."

As for Elena, she and Cecilia, as old comrades-in-arms who had joined forces to fight against Shilo, had seen each other's infatuation and madness countless times. So after she lazily finished speaking, she took a cushion and leaned back against it.

creak-

After the door was pushed open, the aroma of food appeared before Cecilia's figure.

Upon smelling the aroma of hot porridge with a meaty scent, Elena sat up slightly and instinctively swallowed.

Last night, she had been enjoying the company of the dragon all to herself, and even she felt exhausted and hungry. Now, smelling the aroma of food, her cravings were being awakened, and her dry mouth began to drool.

To be honest, Elena's hunger wasn't actually that strong; she was just craving something and needed to replenish her energy.

Right now, the scorching dragon breath bullets inside his lower abdomen are still rolling around as he moves, so it's not really an "empty stomach."

"Hmm~? Why do I feel like you're trying to curry favor with me... Ah~ I know, have you already witnessed the results of my tactics?"

Seeing Cecilia's hesitant expression as she walked in carrying a plate, Elena suddenly realized what she meant and said.

Upon hearing this, Cecilia shook her head helplessly, placed the plate on the small table next to Elena's bed, and then complained, "Eat yours first."

Elena didn't stand on ceremony. After straightening her robe, she brought over the bowl and sipped the meat porridge inside.

Looking at Elena's rosy cheeks, and recalling how refreshed and energetic Xiluo had been during the day, Cecilia bit her lip and finally couldn't help but ask, "Hey, what did you do last night?"

Upon hearing this, Elena stopped what she was doing, looked at Cecilia with interest, and said with a playful smile, "Want to learn?"

Cecilia didn't speak, she just looked at the other person quietly.

"Call me 'sister' and I'll teach you."

Upon hearing this, Cecilia stood up without hesitation, seemingly ready to leave at any moment.

However, Elena was also clear-headed. For now, they were on the same side against the evil dragon Shiro, and if the other side learned these tactics, it would also help with the subsequent strategy.

"Ahem, just kidding, don't mind it."

After last night's storm, Elena felt refreshed and was much more active than usual today.

"Humph……"

Watching Cecilia slowly sit back down on the stool, Elena took another sip of her porridge and began to recount her practical experience from the previous night…

"Young Master, we've arrived."

"Okay, find a secluded spot nearby and wait for me."

In the morning, the bright sunlight shines on the smooth stone slabs of the Imperial Avenue, making the smooth stone slabs reflect a dazzling luster, as if the ground is covered with a layer of gold.

Xi Luo leaped down from the carriage, his face radiating the youthful vigor and confidence unique to young men, as if he were about to reunite with a long-lost lover.

If we ignore his destination.

Xi Luo straightened his classic aristocratic robe, an outfit that combined a free and rigorous style, adding a touch of mystery and wisdom to the energetic young man.

"Halt! Ah, it's you—"

At the gate of the Wayne family, as Shilo walked in as if no one else was around, the guard was about to draw his sword as a warning, but after a moment of focused attention, he could make out the face of the newcomer, which was somewhat blurry in the sunlight.

That handsome face, once famous throughout the capital, was extremely recognizable.

Moreover, what was even more impressive than his handsome appearance was his social status.

Shilo Wells, the current heir of the Wells family, the family with the closest ties to the royal family among the chosen holy families, was once a magical genius in the capital.

Despite the loss of his talent, Shilo was not someone these guards could underestimate.

"No need to report."

Just as the guards were about to take out their terminals to make a communication, Xi Luo raised his hand to stop them, smiling warmly: "This isn't a very formal visit, just a junior visiting an elder. Look, someone's come to pick me up, isn't that right?"

Silo smiled and tilted his chin up, gesturing for the guard to look behind him.

When the aged face that had rushed over from not far away came into view, the guard quickly turned around, punched his chest, and called out loudly, "Greetings, Chief Steward!"

Xi Luo's smile remained unchanged; the fact that the other party arrived so quickly was entirely within his expectations.

Or rather, ever since he returned, the Duke of Veen must have been sending people to observe his movements.

Arya also sent him messages on the terminal. Although there were no restrictions on communication, her father had sent a doctor to check on her health these days and clearly told her that she needed to rest, which was essentially a form of confinement.

Arya knew that her father must know about the unusual relationship between her and Shiloh. She also knew that she had done something big, so these days she had been pretending to be a good girl like before, staying in her little room and occasionally going out to look at her little garden. Her days were quite leisurely.

However, Arya also missed Shiro these days, so she often sent him messages on the terminal, and before she knew it, they had been chatting from after dinner until about 10 p.m.

Although she was still reluctant to end the conversation, Aria would usually take the initiative to end it.

Because she knew that after 10 p.m., it would be time for Shiloh and her future sisters to...

Thinking of this, Arya felt Shiro crawling all over her body. She missed him terribly, but she didn't want to ping him, so she suffered like this for several nights.

However, what upset her even more was Elvis, who had been staying outside her villa every day since he found out she was back.

He put on a very affectionate act, but back in the city of Hifiel, Aria had already seen through his true colors.

"Ugh... Xi Luo, when are you coming to pick me up?"

"Young Master Xi Luo, my master is waiting for you inside."

The old butler led Shiloh to the outside of a study, nodded to him, and then withdrew.

Shiloh placed his hand on the door and suddenly felt something was amiss.

Does this count as a real meeting with my father-in-law?

Unlike Crow, who has a biological father, the current head of the Wayne family, Kahn Wayne, can be said to have truly fulfilled his responsibilities as a father to Arya.

Although there was strict discipline, from childhood to adulthood, I was mostly pampered.

After all, Kahn and his wife were still considered young in terms of the average lifespan of humans in this world, so they weren't in a hurry to raise an heir. Arya's origin story was just something the couple decided on a whim, wanting to have a child for fun...

Cough

Xi Luo coughed twice to suppress the chaotic thoughts in her mind, then took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

After the door opened, Xi Luo looked to her left and saw a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who was working at a desk slowly raising his head.

The moment their eyes met, Xi Luo's heart stirred slightly. An invisible pressure of authority emanated from this seemingly gentle and refined man.

Although his own extraordinary cultivation level was not particularly high, the person in front of him was the one who controlled the economic lifeline of the empire. The supreme power that accompanied him for many years had cultivated in Kahn an aura that would make even high-level extraordinary beings tremble.

However, Kahn's intimidating presence was still far from enough in Shiloh's eyes.

Seeing that his pressure had no effect on Shiloh, Kahn, who had been expressionless, showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes. However, Shiloh's next action made him frown.

Without even greeting him, Xiluo walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book to read.

Seeing that this brat had run off with his daughter without a word and dared to act so brazenly, Kahn suppressed his anger and decided to see what tricks he was up to. So he ignored him and started working on his own documents again.

But with such a malevolent entity nearby, even the slightest sound of turning pages became exceptionally jarring.

After a moment, Kahn finally couldn't help but tap the table with his finger and said in a deep voice, "If you like this book so much, take it back and read it. Consider it a gift from me."

Chapter 130 "Old Deng, I've run off with your daughter, huh?" (6k words, three chapters combined)

Old Deng, who had been relentlessly harassed by the blond-haired man, finally lost his temper. Xi Luo smiled slightly, closed the book, stroked the gold-embossed title on the leather-textured cover, and said softly, "The Wealth of Nations, a very good book."

"Long ago, after that devastating war between the human and demon realms, the empire, riddled with wounds, desperately needed to recuperate, and everything was in ruins. At this time, your ancestor, the first Grand Duke of Vain in history, quickly restored the empire's economic lifeline with his extensive knowledge of economics and extraordinary methods."

As Kahn watched Shiloh speak eloquently, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but he remained patient and listened without interrupting.

He paused for a moment, then continued, "However, the reason why Grand Duke Wayne was able to put his ideas into practice in such a short time was largely due to the trust of the then-First Emperor. As a chosen family that could wield immense influence in the economic sphere, they could bring enormous wealth to the empire, but at the same time... there were also huge risks."

Hearing Shiloh's hurtful words, Kahn's expression remained unchanged; in fact, a hint of mockery crept onto his usually stern face.

“Oh? I don’t deny that. However, the Wayne family is always loyal to the royal family. From a historical perspective, there is no doubt about that.”

Kahn leaned back in the soft chair, crossed his arms, and explained, "Besides being taught from a young age not to touch things we shouldn't, our family's extraordinary talents aren't very good, except for Aria, of course."

When his daughter was mentioned, Kahn's expression softened for a moment, but when he thought about how his beloved daughter, whom he had cherished for more than ten years, had been so quietly snatched away by that blond-haired Shiloh, an inexplicable anger flared up in Kahn's heart again.

"In short, even if we wanted to betray, we have no military support. I've heard about your recent battles against the demons, and logically, such a foolish question shouldn't be coming out of your mouth."

Kahn ran his fingers lightly across the back of his hand, subtly mocking while also wanting to quickly end the topic and move on to the issue he valued most—how Shilo intended to take responsibility for Arya.

However, when Kahn opened his mouth, Shiloh raised his hand, interrupting him.

You have misunderstood something.

Xi Luo put the book back on the shelf, his smile full of meaning: "Betrayal, in certain situations, is merely the evaluation of the loser by the winner. It's all about the victor taking all and the loser being condemned. If you succeed in one day, then it's not called betrayal, but rather—a successful investment."

Seeing that Shiloh was unwilling to leave the topic, Kahn also began to realize that something was wrong and involuntarily sat up straight.

"What exactly... are you trying to say?"

Shiloh shook his head, took out the terminal, and then projected several prepared videos in front of Kahn.

"You'd better take a look for yourself..."