The Maiden's Temptation

South of the Radiant Mountain Range lies Auguste, the capital of the Thrace Kingdom, known as the "City of Sunrise."

Despite the ongoing war with the Kassand Kingdom, the Southern Thrace was almost completely destroyed, and people were displaced and families torn apart.

However, Auguste, the capital city, seemed completely unaffected, remaining as prosperous and extravagant as ever.

The Upper District, where Thrace nobles lived, was even more so, with its meticulously manicured lawns, lifelike reliefs, elegant Thrace spires, and stained-glass windows. Compared to the ravaged south, it was no exaggeration to call it paradise.

Sunlight spills onto the cobblestone path, the fragrance of flowers permeates the courtyard, and a magnificent carriage passes by the fountain, exuding an atmosphere of elegance and luxury.

The Foster Family's luxurious mansion is located in the southeast of the Upper District and is known as "Tulip Estate" because of its magnificent gardens.

Earl Donald Foster is the Third Prince's butler, responsible for raising funds for the royal family. Therefore, although his title is not top-tier, he holds a special position and knows many secrets.

"Have you heard? Mr. Donald has brought back another beauty," the gardeners whispered among themselves as they trimmed the leaves in the Tulip Garden.

"I saw that young and beautiful lady go in with my own eyes," the younger gardener said, winking and exaggerating. "Her face, her figure, tsk tsk, she was like a delicate flower bud, no one would dare to pick her."

The elderly gardener could only sigh, "Yes, I really envy these important people. If I could have such a beauty as my wife, my life would be worth it."

"I'd be willing to have even a brief encounter with her, let alone make her my wife. It's just a pity she's going to become Mr. Donald's mistress," the young gardener said with some regret.

The lady looked quite young, and it was a real waste for her to give herself to Earl Donald, who was over fifty and notorious for his greed and lust.

"But what if Madam finds out?"

"So what? As far as I know, Mr. Donald has more than one mistress. It is said that he has more than thirty illegitimate children, but he still lives a carefree life."

"This is the life of Noble Lord."

Just then, a woman's coquettish voice, followed by a series of silvery laughs, drifted from the mansion. "Ah, Earl Excellency, please don't be like that, we have plenty of time to enjoy ourselves."

Immediately, the gardeners held their breath, their imaginations running wild.

However, they dared not pry into the Earl's private affairs, and could only continue to pretend to prune the branches in the garden while actually listening intently.

In the spacious bedroom, a woman who looked to be in her early twenties lay reclining on the bed, her long, black hair cascading down her shoulders and spread out on the bed.

She had a shapely figure, and her whole body was wrapped in thin gauze, outlining her beautiful curves that were faintly visible, with a large expanse of snow-white skin showing at her chest.

"Earl Lord, please don't be in such a hurry. I'm still a little nervous. Could you please get me some wine?" The woman's eyes were lowered, and a blush rose on her fair face, like a ripe apple.

"Alright, alright! Miss Leia, you wait here obediently, I'll be right back." Earl Donald was immediately overcome with desire, staring intently at Leia with naked lust in his eyes.

"Yes, sir, you're right here, where else could I possibly run off to?" A seductive smile appeared on the woman's face.

He turned around to get the wine, eager to enjoy a drink with Miss Leia.

The Earl Donald looked to be in his fifties, with a fat head and big ears, and a bloated figure, but he was dressed in extremely luxurious clothes and had three pure gold teeth in his mouth.

Donald was humming a little tune, his face flushed, and he was trembling with excitement at the thought of the wonderful moment that was about to happen.

He met this "Miss Leia" at the banquet. She was said to be a noblewoman from a foreign land who had fled to Auguste. She was only eighteen years old, the most beautiful age in her life.

Not only was she exceptionally beautiful, but her peculiar attire, known as "stockings," also greatly aroused Earl Donald's interest and made him restless.

The fire of desire burned fiercely in his heart, impossible to suppress, and impossible to extinguish.

And so, at Miss Leia's request, Earl Donald went into his room where he kept his collection of fine wines and began to carefully select them.

As soon as he left the bedroom, "Miss Leia" couldn't help but gag, her face turning extremely gloomy. "That fat bastard, he's making me sick!"

A familiar voice came from the pendant in her ear. "President, a small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. Our plan is about to succeed!"

"We will remember your sacrifice, Chairman."

"Speaking of which, your women's clothing looks really good. You used Tifa's face model, right? Let the brothers feast their eyes again next time?"

"Get lost." Leia lay on the bed, utterly dejected, and muttered in a low voice.

"I hear footsteps. The target is approaching the room. He'll be back soon!" came the urgent voice from the pendant.

"Group A members, prepare to activate spell barriers, sound blocking, and Anti-Scrying."

"Team B members, be prepared for any dangerous situation! Protect the Chairman's safety at all times!"

Leia immediately reverted to her original shy demeanor, supporting herself with her slender arms as she looked towards the door.

"Miss Leia, I'm back." Earl Donald, carrying a beautifully packaged bottle of red wine, pushed open the door, panting, the excess fat on his bulky body trembling.

Leia twirled a strand of hair with her fingers, gazing at the man with alluring eyes, and said softly, "My lord... you're back."

Under Earl Donald's undisguised greedy gaze, Leia lazily got out of bed, picked up the wine bottle, and poured the crystal wine into a glass.

However, Donald, engrossed in his lust, did not notice that white powder was being sprinkled into the wine glass from Leia's slender hand, blending into it.

Plans are working! Leia was secretly delighted, but she didn't notice that Earl Donald had already impatiently grabbed her wrist and was about to pin her to the bed.

Donald inhaled the delicate fragrance, and as if caressing a precious jewel, he stroked her smooth, delicate skin and her long, glossy black hair.

"Miss Leia, my canary, your beauty truly moves me. Your long hair is as smooth as silk, and your skin as fine as the finest silk."

He uttered what he considered the most touching words of love, then brought his fat, ugly face close to his, the strong, pungent scent of perfume mixed with body odor hitting him.

Leia felt a chill run down her spine, and an unnatural smile appeared on her beautiful face as she pushed Earl Donald's bulky body away again.

"Sir, wait a minute."

"What are you waiting for, Miss Leia? My patience is running out."

Earl Donald's face finally showed impatience. He was already burning with desire and his stomach was hot. He couldn't wait even a moment longer.

Why are these foreign women so troublesome?

However, it was precisely this sense of mystery that made him so captivated and unable to extricate himself.

Had he discovered she was stalling for time? Leia had a bad feeling. She quickly put on a coquettish expression, grabbed the Earl's arm, and frowned slightly. "My lord, that's not what I meant."

What is that?

Leia hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Earl Excellency, in my hometown, those who are in love must drink together before they can begin to enjoy themselves."

Earl Donald's expression relaxed, and a smile returned to his face. "Very well, whatever my Canary Miss says, I will do!"

He patted his bulging belly, full of confidence, and was about to raise his glass for a drink when Leia took the glass and brought it to the Earl's lips.

She added softly, "Come, sir, let me feed you."

Earl Donald felt his bones go numb; he could only nod repeatedly as Leia poured the wine into his mouth.

Earl Donald downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, wiped his wet lips, and said drunkenly, "Good, good wine, let's begin now."

"Leia, Leia, I'm here."

He staggered along, about to jump onto the bed, when his vision began to blur.

He reached out, wanting to touch Leia's delicate body, but he could barely make out the beauty's face.

"Is this wine really that potent?" This was the last thought that flashed through Earl Donald's mind.

Immediately afterwards, with a "plop," the Earl collapsed onto the soft velvet bed and fell into a deep sleep like a dead pig, just a step away from Leia's body.

"Leia, Leia"

Even in his sleep, Earl Donald was still whispering the name that he couldn't "pull himself away from".

He drank a specially made "Drunken Dream" elixir, which could put people into a deep sleep and allow them to experience what they were thinking.

Leia finally breathed a sigh of relief, exclaiming, "Damn, that was close!"

Leia kicked his face, and only after confirming that he didn't react did she finally relax, panting heavily as she collapsed onto the bed.

"This fat pig thinks he can do anything to me?"

The originally delicate and charming voice gradually became rougher, eventually transforming into a clear male voice.

Then, something even more horrifying happened. With a "whoosh" sound, Miss Leia's fair and smooth skin began to peel off eerily, like a snake shedding its skin, and even her delicate face gradually melted away.

Finally, a handsome blond man in a long robe appeared on the bed, beside him a folded, transparent garment—the [Doppelganger Robe].

That's right, this "Miss Leia" who looks just like Tifa is none other than Charlotte, the Archmage Charlotte Archmage of Magic Coin! The so-called "Miss Leia from another land" is actually a trap set by the players of the Magic Coin Guild. They came up with this outrageous scheme after learning about Earl Donald's reputation for womanizing.

"Luckily, this fat pig still has some zest for life, otherwise he would have become the second person in Erezege's gaming history to get humiliated! Damn it, if others find out, where will my dignity as the chairman of a powerful family be?!"

"Miss Leia, hahaha, come and enjoy bliss with me!" Earl Donald, who was sleeping like a log, leered as he called out that name, probably already in some unspeakable state in his dream.

Hearing these words, Charlotte felt a chill run down her spine. She was furious and kicked the fat body a few more times while cursing under her breath.

"You fat, filthy pig, I'll make you ecstatic! *******!"

A string of national treasures came out of her mouth, and even Charlotte, who always considered herself an "elegant mage," found it hard to suppress her anger.

However, he was unaware that, in the shadows of the mansion, loyal guild members had recorded the entire precious video with Image Recording Stone, intending to make it a timeless classic.

Charlotte removed the pendant from her ear and said somewhat angrily, "Alright, hurry up and come out, he's already been tricked."

Instantly, the Magic Coin players revealed themselves, emerging from the lush flowerbeds, stepping out from behind the opulent curtains, and leaping down from the Crystal Lamps.

Vice President Ming Yue clapped her hands, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Impressive, President! You managed to take down the Earl of the Thrace Kingdom so easily."

Charlotte merely glanced at him, giving him a rather unfriendly look. "Alright, hurry up and search him, get the key and run, I don't want to stay in this lousy place anymore."

The Wei Ai Fa Ye, picked up the [Doppelganger Robe] and asked curiously, "Doesn't our guild have a real girl like the Witch? Why do we need you, guild leader, to personally step in? Do you perhaps have some kind of special fetish?"

Charlotte said irritably, "Get lost. Look at that witch. Does she look like she'd use seduction magic? She'd probably be blasted to death by a Lightning Beam before the fish even takes the bait."

"Hehe, why would the president ask me to do something like this?"

The Flying Witch standing next to him shrugged, stuck out her tongue, and gave a playful smile.

Charlotte pointed at the Earl lying on the bed and said in a strong voice, "Besides, only men know what men want most!"

The Wei Ai Fa Ye was speechless, only marveling at the president's Pegasus.

Just then, the Lucky Emperor came forward, grinning slyly, and grabbed Charlotte's leg, pleading, "President, please, let the brothers see your women's clothes again!"

"You get out too!"

Charlotte kicked him away, deliberately adding a force field wave to her foot.

"Clang!"

Instantly, the Lucky Emperor was kicked more than ten meters away and crashed hard into a wardrobe in the distance.

Ming Yue's expression changed slightly, and she quickly reached out to stop them. "Stop it! This is too loud. Even our sound-blocking spells might not be enough to stop it!"

"Oh my!"

The Lucky Emperor crawled out of the smashed wardrobe, rubbing his caved-in chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood. "Holy crap... President, you were serious! You almost killed me instantly!"

Charlotte said with great indignation, "As the president, I have sacrificed so much for you, and yet you still slander me like this!"

The Flying Witch suppressed her urge to laugh and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, let's pack up all the valuables and information and take them with us. It'll be hard to clean up the mess if we keep going like this."

"Indeed, don't waste your time on that bastard, the Lucky Emperor."

"A bumper harvest!"

"Holy Earl, are the counts of Thrace this rich? They even own Exotic Grade jewelry!"

The players of the Magic Coin opened their Dimensional Bag and swept away all the valuables in the bedroom like autumn leaves in the wind.

Whether it's gold, jewelry, or expensive furniture, nothing can escape their greedy clutches. Only players can truly understand the joy of ransacking homes.

Meanwhile, the Lucky Emperor, who had just offended Charlotte, was assigned a difficult task—to search Earl Donald Foster and find the key to the underground chamber.

"Leia, Leia"

Even in his sleep, the Earl continued to call out, his tone unusually excited, his whole body covered in sweat, his clothes already somewhat soaked.

With a long face, the Lucky Emperor pinched his nose and rummaged through the clothes that reeked of alcohol, sweat, and some other indescribable pungent odor.

He gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath, "This is using public office for personal revenge! This is absolutely using public office for personal revenge!"

"Grown ups--"

The girl's moans came from the bedroom, but there was nothing erotic inside—because it was a recording left by the player of the Magic Coin.

In the garden outside the window, the gardeners couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, they're really playing hard! No wonder it's Mr. Donald!"

The guard at the door asked in a low voice, "Would you like to go in and take a look?"

"Smack!"

The captain of the guard smacked the guard on the head and cursed through gritted teeth, "Mark, do you want to die? Master Donald said that no one is allowed to go in, no matter how loud the noise is inside!"

Even if someone dies, we still have to stand here obediently and wait for the master to come out before we talk!"

The guard rubbed his aching head and nodded hurriedly, saying, "Yes, yes, Captain, I'll stay here and guard this place. I won't ruin Mr. Donald's plans!"

"It's good that you know, just be careful next time."

The guards stood "dutifully" at the door, listening to the commotion coming from inside the bedroom, and couldn't help but let their imaginations run wild.

However, they did not know that if they opened the door, they would not see the erotic scene they had imagined, but only the naked Earl hanging from the ceiling.

The scene was horrific; even the sturdy ropes were struggling to bear the weight of those pale, fleshy bodies.

On Earl Donald's thick back was a line of large, exceptionally clear words, a blatant insult. "The Mage was here."