[Ruolin's Plan]

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Ruolin's Seduction Plan

The mage's resistance was tougher than expected, but Du Wei had a way to deal with him.

"Keep an eye on him. Don't let him escape. Don't forget that he's a mage. As long as you don't let his magic recover, he'll be fine. A mage who has lost his magic is weaker than even an ordinary person." Du Wei instructed the two knights guarding the prisoner. "Remember, give him a cold bath every so often! Just make sure this mage never gets a chance to sleep or meditate. Keep stimulating him at all times and make sure he stays completely awake."

Magic was spiritual power! When a human's spiritual power was exhausted, the most common way to recover it was sleep! Mages could also recover through meditation. As long as he was given no chance to restore his spiritual power, a mage was nothing more than a weak ordinary man.

Du Wei then returned to his room, but at the door, he ran into his loyal servant Made and two other guards with suggestive expressions.

"What is it?" Du Wei asked with a gentle smile.

"Young Master, everything is ready. Are you going... in now?" One of the guard knights wore a flattering smile.

Du Wei pursed his lips. He failed to understand what the man meant and merely waved a hand before entering his room. Behind him, the servant immediately shut the door from outside.

Naturally, there were no luxurious suites in this cheap little tavern. Still, the room had been tidied up and was fairly clean. What surprised Du Wei slightly was that he soon understood the meaning behind his subordinates' suggestive smiles outside.

Inside the room, the long-legged girl sat in a chair, looking dejected, with both her hands and feet bound. To make sure their master's pleasure would not be interrupted, the attentive subordinates had not used ordinary hemp rope to bind her, but ox sinew!

Watching this little brat walk toward her step by step, Ruolin finally became truly afraid!

This fellow looked very young... Perhaps at such a young age, he would not yet do anything terrifying to her. But Ruolin also knew very well what kind of "temptation" she posed to men.

But Ruolin's real concern was this: she was not worried that he would covet her fiery beauty. What worried her instead was that this little noble seemed far too young, perhaps not even interested in women. That would leave Ruolin with no room to use her greatest weapon!

In truth, she understood perfectly well how devastating her appearance was to men. Moreover, her fiery looks had always been a weapon Ruolin was skilled at using. There were countless adventurer bands and mercenary organizations across the Empire. Her little group was nothing more than a lowly, insignificant adventuring party. The reason she had managed to keep it going independently without being swallowed up was because Ruolin knew how to make use of a woman's natural gifts.

When necessary, she did not mind suffering a small loss now and then. But only if there was enough in return. For example, the curved blade given to her by the leader of that large mercenary group last time, and the mage she had worked so hard to recruit this time! Both had come for her fiery beauty.

Twenty-year-old Ruolin was a little fox, a standard little fox who had made her way through the world. She was good at using her looks to make men who approached her with certain intentions lose their heads, and she was equally good at protecting herself from suffering too much of a loss.

For instance, she had never expected to attract a mage into joining her this time. Without a doubt, this was the proudest achievement of Ruolin's short adventuring career! With a mage in their ranks, her insignificant little adventuring party would rise by at least two tiers in strength!

And this journey south to Kote Province had actually been nothing more than an attempt to hide. Last time, in the territory of some northern noble, she had seduced a lovestruck baron. In the end, the baron had been so infatuated with her that he even gave Ruolin a suit of ancestral magic-enhanced leather armor. Yet he had only managed to get a little advantage from this little fox before Ruolin vanished without a trace.

The unlucky part was that she had never expected something like this to happen on her journey south! She had never expected to run into a noble traveling with such a large group of guards in such a remote backwater! She had never expected this noble to disregard his status and flirt with her in public, much less that her adventuring party, which had a mage, would prove so utterly incapable against his men!

Damn it, hadn't that mage boasted that his skills were nearly unmatched when he was drooling over her? Yet in the end, he had been helplessly defeated by a child!

If only she had known... Sigh, he had merely whistled at her. If she had just endured it at the time, things would have been fine.

Perhaps after gaining a mage's support, she really had become too carried away.

Looking at this half-grown noble boy approaching her, Ruolin sighed inwardly and hardened her heart. Fine! If he really wants to... bully me, I'll just close my eyes and pretend a ghost pinned me down once.

Compared to that, what hurt Ruolin more were the three magic weapons that had fallen into his hands! The curved blade had been a gift from a mercenary captain who coveted her beauty, and the leather armor had been given by that muddleheaded northern baron. Those were one thing.

But... the Demon-Breaking Bow and Arrows were a family heirloom!

Seeing the young noble already at her side, his hand reaching toward her, Ruolin sighed. She had already prepared herself for a certain kind of "sacrifice." She even began considering how she could please this little fellow so that he might release her after he was satisfied. Should she act terrified to satisfy his desire to conquer? Or put on a pitiful appearance to win his sympathy? Or perhaps... be as gentle and obedient as possible?

After rapidly weighing her options... considering his age, Ruolin decided it would be best to pretend to be innocent. Yes, that was it! A touch of shyness, a hint of fear in her eyes, an innocent and naïve gaze... Those things would be most appealing to boys like this half-grown youth. Perhaps she could not only trick him into letting her go, but even gain a little advantage from it?

Ruolin began her performance. She closed her eyes and slightly parted her lips. Beneath her lashes, her long eyelashes trembled gently, making her appear as timid and frightened as a little rabbit, while also making her look even more pitiful. Though it was rather inappropriate for a twenty-year-old woman to pretend to be a little girl... this half-grown boy probably did not have much experience with women. Besides, he did not seem to have many attendants or guards, so he probably was not some noble from a great and illustrious house. Maybe he was merely a country bumpkin with an inherited noble title.

Ruolin was very confident in this expression. She believed that after seeing her like this, he would surely soften a little. Perhaps he would even show some sympathy, or better yet, it might stir his desire...

"Please, don't..." Feeling his hand move from her shoulder toward her back, Ruolin immediately let out a suitably weak plea. At the same time, she gently twisted her body. She was experienced; such a movement would only intensify the possessiveness of an inexperienced half-grown boy like him.

That hand began undoing the clasps of her leather armor from behind, then loosened the ox sinew threaded through the buckles. Ruolin felt her body lighten as the close-fitting leather armor left her body. Her delicate upper-body curves were immediately revealed in full.

Ruolin knew very well how alluring her figure was, and she was skilled at displaying it. Beneath the leather armor, she wore only a thin bandeau. Her full, high breasts stood proudly, and she even subtly lifted her chest before quietly opening her eyes a sliver to peek at him...

Those hands reached beneath Ruolin's ribs, undoing the ropes one by one. Her leather armor was completely removed, and Ruolin began to grow nervous... What was this little brat planning to do next? Would he suddenly pounce on her and embrace her? Would he immediately press her beneath him? Or would those hands soon climb up to her breasts?

Amid her nervousness, Ruolin even felt a faint sense of anticipation... Well, although this fellow was a little young, he was not bad-looking...

Just as Ruolin's thoughts ran wild, her heart suddenly stirred...

It seemed... too quiet...

Yes, it was too quiet!

His hands were extremely steady, his movements gentle and composed. More importantly, when he removed her leather armor, he showed absolutely no intention of taking advantage of her. Every movement of his fingers was clean. Even when they occasionally brushed against some sensitive parts of her body, not even his breathing became uneven in the slightest!

Ruolin finally could not resist opening her eyes, only to discover that the young noble was standing before her... But to her dismay, her performance just now had clearly been completely wasted, because he was holding her leather armor and examining it with great interest. He was so absorbed that he did not spare even the slightest glance for her...

Damn it! That bastard! Didn't he see what I looked like right now? Ruolin suddenly felt a little angry!

She lifted her chest. Beneath the thin bandeau, her breasts rose and fell gently. Her agitation stirred a physical response, and through the thin cloth, two faintly raised points could almost be seen...

Along with the exposed expanse of her snowy-white chest and that deep cleavage... Was this fellow not a man? Or was he blind?!

Ruolin could not help coughing softly, trying to draw his attention. But her anger seemed wasted. The little noble still did not look at her. Instead, he carried the leather armor a few steps away, found a chair, sat down, and quietly examined it.

Ruolin continued coughing... Her coughs grew louder and louder, until her throat began to hurt. She started to find the situation absurd... Could there be something wrong with this little noble?

Though he looked very young, at his age, he should still understand quite a few "things," shouldn't he?

Finally, just as Ruolin was nearly coughing her throat raw...

"Does your throat hurt?" Du Wei asked casually.

Du Wei finally raised his head and looked at her.

However, there was an obvious hint of mockery in his eyes...

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