Rival in Love

Rein returned to Black Dragon City in casual clothes, without attracting much attention.

He went back to his lodgings, took a shower, changed his clothes, and planned to go see Ymir first.

Receiving a delegation from Omar wouldn't normally bother this hands-off city lord, but Ymir specifically summoned him back, which must have been for another reason.

Rein changed into a suit and walked towards the city hall.

The municipal government of Black Dragon City is now the busiest department in the city. The population has surged to tens of millions in just over six months, and there are many things to handle. However, thanks to the well-functioning national management system he designed, with officials performing their duties diligently, there haven't been any major problems.

Passing through the commercial district, Rein thought that Ymir seemed to like sweets, so he bought some from the pastry shop on the corner.

Wrap it in oil paper and twist it into your hand.

Knowing the way well, he arrived at the top floor of the city hall.

Unexpectedly, an uninvited guest arrived.

In the corridor, a group of servants waited outside Ymir's office, carrying beautifully wrapped gifts that looked quite valuable.

Rein raised an eyebrow slightly. With such a grand entrance, he guessed that the visitor was probably a high-ranking nobleman.

The office door was open, and he could clearly hear the conversation inside.

"Your Ymir, please forgive me for taking so long to visit you in your territory. You have no idea how much I missed you during the time you left the capital; it almost became a heartache. Oh, how I regret not leaving the Oma Imperial Capital with you."

"No, Frank, we're not that close. If you have something to say, please get to the point."

"Your Highness, I know you must be blaming me. I brought you some small gifts from the Oma Imperial Capital: 'Tear of the Sky,' the latest masterpiece by Master Tony from Rose Jewelry House.' I know that even this sapphire necklace, hailed as the most beautiful in the world, cannot compare to even a fraction of your beauty, nor can it make up for even a fraction of the guilt in my heart."

"Thank you for your kindness, but the gift is unnecessary."

"Your Highness, after you finish your official duties, will you be free? I would like to invite you to dinner."

"Excuse me, I have an appointment."

"How about tomorrow night? I think Your Highness will not have the heart to refuse an old friend's invitation."

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With just a few simple words, Rein immediately understood what was going on.

The visitor was a young man who seemed to have some connection with Ymir. He used very skillful pickup lines, clearly a seasoned player in the dating game.

However, they're probably not very familiar with each other.

Ymir's loyal followers have all come to Black Dragon City with her.

Besides, they were already quite familiar with each other, and Rein had previously asked Ymir about her scandals.

She said it herself, no.

Just then, the bespectacled female assistant from the Prime Minister's office saw Rein, walked over, and whispered to him, "Lord City Lord, His Highness has instructed that you be invited in as soon as you arrive."

"Good."

Rein smiled, probably knowing why Ymir had summoned him.

Upon entering the room, I saw the rather handsome, fair-skinned man. He was holding an open box containing a dazzling sapphire necklace.

Ymir greeted Rein with a smile, saying, "Rein, you've come."

Rein nodded, feigning ignorance, and gestured to the person inside the room. "Ymir, do you have a guest?"

Ymir introduced, "This is Mr. Frank from the Oma Spencer Family. The Spencer Family and my mother's family have been friends for generations."

The two sentences explained the other party's background clearly, and Rein understood.

On the other hand, Frank was somewhat taken aback; he had just seen Ymir smile.

He talked for a long time, but the Her Highness the Eldest Princess remained indifferent, which was no different from his previous impression of her, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But then this person suddenly appeared, and she smiled?

Frank was surprised, and when he looked at Rein's face, which seemed familiar, he immediately realized that the man in front of him must be the Black Dragon City.

He glanced at Rein from head to toe, his brow furrowing slightly, a strange hostility rising within him.

He was confessing his feelings when another man barged in, making the atmosphere feel awkward.

Rein glanced at him, but since the other man didn't seem inclined to greet him, he didn't intend to pay him any attention.

A love rival?

No.

This kind of person is simply not qualified.

Rein had never taken this nobleman from Omar seriously, but he figured Ymir had probably summoned him because she found him annoying.

It's probably because of the old friendships between my mother's family and others that I don't want to break off relations.

Rein walked over, ignoring the noble young master, and handed the pastries to Ymir with a smile, saying, "I brought you your favorite 'Brown Sugar Pastry,' would you like to try some?"

"Great, I'm actually a little hungry."

Ymir smiled and walked over to Rein, ready to take the pastries.

Frank, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt his eyelids twitch and his hand holding the jewelry box froze in place.

He hadn't even seen Ymir glance at his rare sapphire necklace, worth millions of lisos, but unexpectedly, this man took out some pastries he bought casually from the street and, worth only a few dozen lisos, revealed such a girlish demeanor.

And what shocked him even more was yet to come!

Ymir approached, and Rein handed her the pastry with his left hand. Unexpectedly, he didn't stop, but took another step forward, bringing them to an extremely intimate distance. Then, his right hand casually encircled Ymir's slender waist, and he naturally kissed her forehead.

This bold move even caused a moment of surprise to flash in Ymir's bright blue eyes.

This was the first time Rein had ever kissed himself.

No, he was the first man to kiss her after she came of age.

However, her expression was equally natural. She gave Rein a subtle glare, then smiled and accepted the pastries, saying, "Thank you for bringing me pastries despite being so busy."

Frank, who was standing to the side, was stunned by what he saw.

Kissing someone on the forehead isn't a big deal; it's a common greeting between people of the opposite sex who are even slightly familiar with each other.

But... this is Ymir!

Princess Ymir Spurglin of Princess Oma, who was so shy that no one dared to hold her hand, was kissed on the forehead so intimately by a man, and her face didn't even show any reaction.

They even accepted it quite naturally?

Is this still the same icy and aloof "Frost Swordswoman"?

How could that be?

At this moment, Frank's expression froze, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

The couple inside seemed completely oblivious to the feelings of the third wheel.

Ymir peeled off the parchment paper, took out a piece, put it in her mouth, and took a small bite.

She chewed and swallowed, a satisfied and pleasant expression on her face. "Mmm, delicious."

Seeing this, even Frank, who was usually thick-skinned, couldn't stay any longer.

With a stiff face, he said, "Since His Ymir has made an appointment, I will not disturb you any longer. I will visit again another day. Farewell."

"Um."

Ymir didn't want to say anything more, and simply nodded politely.

After Frank left, only Rein and Ymir remained alone in the office.

The female assistant was very considerate and closed the office door as well.

Neither of them spoke.

Ymir was intently eating the few pastries wrapped in oil paper. She was in a good mood, having finally managed to steal a moment of leisure from her busy schedule.

She didn't mention being suddenly kissed by Rein earlier.

It seems like they don't care.

It seemed like a natural, effortless action.

Rein watched her eat her dessert slowly and quietly, without saying a word.

Before long, Ymir finished the pastries, seemingly satisfied, and exclaimed, "They tasted good."

Turning to Rein, she asked, "Have you made another breakthrough during your recent training? Are you making progress on the 'fist intent' you're trying to comprehend?"

Rein nodded. "Yes, I've gained some insights. But I feel like I'm still missing a bit of luck."

There's a goblin device in Black Dragon City that can release high concentrations of Abyssal Demonic Qi, so breathing in battle aura isn't difficult.

In fact, several months ago, the battle qi in his meridians was already overflowing. Normal meditation and absorption would hardly increase it anymore. But when he circulated the [Thunder God Art] during the thunderstorm, it was still slowly increasing.

He then discovered that the super-strong meridians could not only withstand the overload of battle qi, but also prevent the violent lightning elements brought by the lightning entering the body from being lost, forcibly increasing the amount of lightning element inhalation and conversion, thereby further enhancing the amount of battle qi in the dantian.

Currently, his fighting spirit is about eight times that of Transcendent fighters of the same level. After advancing to the Fourth Tier of the Transcendent, his fighting spirit will increase by another three to five times, and this gap will become increasingly larger.

As for "fist intent," it is a very mysterious thing.

Nine out of ten orifices are open. The remaining one might be opened tomorrow, or it might take ten or eight years, or it might keep you trapped here for a lifetime.

There are many experts of Fourth Tier or above in Black Dragon City. Rein has asked many questions and gained various experiences.

In short, it all boils down to this: follow your heart.

When the topic of fist intent came up, Ymir seemed to remember something, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, "Domineering fist intent?"

Her words seemed to imply something.

Rein rarely saw her expression less serious, and corrected her, "Invincible Fist Intent."

Ymir tilted his head slightly, pretending to ponder for a moment, then nodded. "Hmm, very powerful fist intent."

Rein didn't say much, "Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

Ymir readily agreed, "Okay."