Chapter 186

"Sir Ryan..."

Amabena's face was flushed.

What does it mean to have eyes like autumn water?

Under the hazy moonlight, a white silk nightgown with openwork draped down.

Ryan glanced at the Confucian scholar pressing on his chest, then reached out...

He slapped Amabena on the head.

"Don't call me Ryan, call me Prime Minister."

When no one's around, you forget who you are, don't you?

"I found it strange before, and it turns out it was influenced by the Pot of Greed."

Ryan muttered to himself.

Amabena was affected while he was in the dungeon, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time because it was such a short time. Now it seems that the effects have taken hold.

Although Amabena does look quite vulnerable right now, Ryan wouldn't take advantage of her, after all, he's been through a lot... Hmm, the waves on the lake were really big last night. It's strange, even though there was no wind at night, it felt like the lake water was sloshing out.

"No, no, the Pot of Greed's effects have worn off!" Amabena said nervously.

"Oh? It doesn't have any effect?" Ryan asked, puzzled. "Then what are you doing?"

"I... I'm coming to launch a night raid on Ryan!"

"?"

"Waaaah... This is different from what the book says. It clearly says that as long as a woman takes the initiative to make a nighttime attack, she will definitely succeed."

"Hey, hey, don't move around! Don't sit down... damn it (plant)!"

Damn it, Ryan really wanted to slap Amabena. What's wrong with this girl all of a sudden?

"Because... because..." Amabena fell into a self-questioning monologue, "I was never capable of being king. There are always treacherous subjects trying to harm me. I definitely wouldn't survive without Lord Ryan. Just like this time, Lord Ryan wasn't here, and I was locked in the underground dungeon, thinking I was really going to die, sob sob..."

"Alright, alright, it's alright now." Ryan reached out and patted her head, comforting her, "The danger is over now, isn't it? I've already talked to Augustus, and there will be troops stationed here from now on. Miss Shally will always be here, so no one will be able to bully you then."

"But..." Amabena lowered her head, looking aggrieved, "I don't have anything to offer, and I'm not very smart, so why should I let Ryan keep helping me? So I think, I think..."

"So you're just trying to make a deal with your body?" Ryan was speechless. "Amabena, even though you think you're not important, you are very important to me, understand? If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have come all this way."

"A little, but not quite..." Amabena said nervously, fidgeting with her fingers, "Because being around Ryan really feels comfortable and reassuring, unlike usual when I'm constantly on edge..."

Ryan thought that it must be the influence of the power of the Mark of Desire. 'Shally' had said it before. Damn it, now I'm really a male succubus.

"Moreover, Lord Ryan is also Supernatural Being has passed through the path of desire. I am very happy to have met someone like him."

"Ha?"

Ryan was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"Because I am also Supernatural Being has passed through the path of desire." Amabena smiled happily. "Hehe, I thought I was the only Heretic. I didn't dare to tell anyone."

"???"

Is Amabena actually Supernatural Being has passed through the path of desire?

Upon closer reflection, it seems he had never paid attention to this point, since the opponent's strength was not particularly high to begin with, and whether or not he used supernatural power would not make a difference. Moreover, he had not yet participated in the storyline involving the Northern Coalition in the game; he had only heard of the reputation of the useless king.

"You're actually someone who came through the path of desire? What's your profession?"

"Confessor."

"Grass!"

Confessors are professions that involve the path of desire, and their corresponding sin among the seven deadly sins is 'sloth'.

Confessors are often jokingly referred to by players as 'sleep masters'. They are a support class in the game that can hypnotize enemies and put them to sleep, thus achieving a control effect.

When players encounter situations where they can't win and need to recover, they usually use the special move 'Tell Him,' which puts the enemy to sleep.

Sue him! Sue him!

In the Rhea Continent, confessors are skilled in mind control, and at higher ranks they can even change their appearance. Similar to this profession is the Heart Desire Shepherd, and Ryan had previously suspected that Dilia was one of the two.

Who would have thought that Amabena was a confessor?

Why don't you ever say that?

"You didn't ask, and if people find out about the professions your desires lead you to, it'll be very troublesome, won't it? Your Majesty the King is actually Heretic or something, isn't that very dangerous?"

"Not really... I guess."

Well, it is somewhat dangerous. Although there is no problem with the Old Emperor of Augustus being a Blood Divine Path, who would dare to point fingers at him because of his strength?

Amabena was incredibly weak and had just come to power without any real foundation, so those who wanted to overthrow her naturally wouldn't let any opportunity pass them by.

Thinking about it this way, it's amazing that Amabena wasn't discovered all these years.

No wonder she was always timid and cautious, as if everyone wanted to harm her; now I understand why.

"So you weren't affected by the Pot of Greed?"

"They all say no, I did it on my own initiative!"

Amabena was certain of this one thing: she felt that Ryan was someone she could entrust her life to. Even if he knew her biggest secret, it didn't matter. After all, her father had wanted her to marry a king from another country to consolidate his rule. Wouldn't it be better to marry Ryan directly?

By then, the kingdom will have Prince and someone to govern it. All she'll have to do is be a queen! Yes, literally, she'll just be a queen and not have to worry about anything. How could anyone hesitate about something like this?

"Since that's the case..."

Ryan understood.

Is it free?

From the kingdom to the people, she's given away for free. No wonder she's one of the most popular female characters in the game; it's impossible to refuse her!

How can I refuse?

If it were taking advantage of someone's misfortune, Ryan would definitely refuse, but he wouldn't refuse in this situation. It's been said that the core principle of the great Ryan Empire's rule is 'governance by the small head,' and the small head is the real father! This is related to the future development of the Augustus Empire. The Alts are all working hard, and Ryan, as the leader, naturally has to strive and work hard.

"Sir Ryan?"

"Ah, I understand. If doing this will put your mind at ease, then I'd be happy to do it."

"Really? Then I'll do it! I've read a lot of books, I know what I'm doing!"

"You're coming?"

Seeing Amabena's sudden excitement and anticipation, Ryan finally realized that she was indeed Supernatural Being had passed through the path of desire, but laziness... well, it was definitely more suitable for her.

Just as he was thinking this, Ryan felt the two pairs of great scholars suddenly completely envelop him.

He was bitten.

A soft, squeezing sensation.

Then came the smooth sensation created by the warm, moist touch of lips and tongues.

Hiss!!!

How can there be such a big difference between people who have read the same book? It seems that 'death' and 'desire' are incomparable in this respect!

"Your Grand Duke, I'm sorry, she's just too big."

Ryan thought to himself.

About ten minutes later.

Amabena transformed into a female knight.

She gallops across the battlefield, her figure swaying, transforming into a valiant Queen on the battlefield.

She was conquered, pushed down, and forced to present her back to Ryan in a humiliating position.

She stood there, her hands bound, her feet pressed tightly together, yet she could not resist the force of the charge coming from behind.

Finally, the stream flowed gurgling down, and her smooth feet felt slippery as they stepped on it.

"..."

"..."

The night is beautiful.

Achoo!

At the Western Territory border, inside the Iron Blood Army's encampment.

Magana, who was giving her subordinates a battle plan, sneezed.

"Your Grand Duke, you're sick!" Everson exclaimed.

"You're the Grand Duke's sick. How could I possibly be sick?" Magana snorted. "It was just a sneeze... Alright, did you all remember what I just said? This time, our attack method is different from before. Don't think about how many people to kill. We must do everything we can to stop those Western Barbarian Army and prevent them from taking a single chicken, a single duck, or a single piece of clothing from the Western Territory!"

Everson was taken aback. "What about the others? Can I take them?"

"Of course, nonsense won't do either! Especially you, Everson, don't just think about charging forward every time there's a battle. The purpose of war isn't to kill people, do you hear me?"

"Oh."

Everson muttered to himself, thinking, "Isn't it you who always kills the most?"

However, although Magana is ruthless, she has not made many moves recently, and even when she does, she does not use her full strength unless she encounters a really powerful enemy. He remembers most clearly the time when the Western Barbarian Army occupied a city and fought with the Iron Blood Army. As a result, the Grand Duke blew up the city wall with one axe.

Although many other people in the city died as a result, tell me, did it save the city?

The main reason was that the Western Barbarian Army's taunts were so intense that they angered the Grand Duke; otherwise, they might have been able to leave with their bodies intact.

"So this time it's mainly a defensive battle?" Macaos pondered for a moment and summarized Magana's plan, "The main focus is on preventing the Western Barbarian Army from seizing supplies. We'll take advantage of the harsh winter to kill those Western Barbarians. Once they reach a point where they can't endure it any longer, they will definitely launch a massive attack. That will be the best time for our decisive battle."

"Yes, that's it!" Magana nodded in satisfaction. "This is the latest plan that Ryan has devised for the Iron Blood Army, and it's definitely better than the previous ones."

"If it was the Ryan brothers' plan, no wonder it's been so complicated."

"Everson, what did you say?!"

"No, no, I had to say the Ryan brothers are truly amazing. They came up with such a brilliant idea. Those Western Barbarians now!"

"That's about right. Alright, meeting adjourned. Everyone get some rest. We'll proceed according to plan first thing tomorrow morning."

"Yes!"

Watching Magana walk away, Everson wiped his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, "Luckily I reacted quickly. Macaos, do you think the Grand Duke has been particularly nice to the Ryan brothers lately?"

Macaos glanced at him. "I didn't see it."

"Really? I think there's something wrong. Like this time, the Grand Duke said that the Ryan brothers weren't feeling well and wouldn't be coming, and they just didn't come? Last time, my hand was almost broken, and the Grand Duke still told me to rush forward and charge."

"Didn't you ultimately not break it off?"

"That's because the Grand Duke used his last possessions to treat me."

"Um."

"Macaos, do you think it's possible...?"

"Impossible."

"... Has the Grand Duke really fallen for the Ryan brothers?"

At the same time.

Baron Royal City, Castle.

Caslathdi slowly opened her eyes, and a surge of Magic Power spread through the air.

After a pause, she exclaimed with delight, "Teacher, I've broken through!"

She has finally become Fourth Tier Holy Word Master!

Haino smiled with satisfaction, "As expected of you, Caslathdi, you are the most outstanding student I have ever taught."

"I also want to thank the teacher for his help, otherwise it wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

Each advancement for Supernatural Being requires them to immerse themselves more deeply in their Faith Path, necessitating the use of Mana Potion, which carries a considerable degree of danger.

If one's aptitude is insufficient and one forces a breakthrough, there is a high probability that the power of Faith Path will corrupt them, leading to either death or transformation into a monster.

However, Caslathdi's talent was outstanding, so she didn't have this problem... at least that's what Haino thought before reaching the seventh rank.