Chapter 179

Let's have a sweet romance.

After the Plot Deviation Value finally reached its maximum, Cyrus pulled the Pope into the room and dismissed everyone else.

He tilted his head back, looking obedient, a sweet smile on his lips, and said this to Segalot.

Even though Segalot was confused about the meaning of "love," she instantly understood the emotion he was trying to express, and her golden eyes immediately sparkled with surprise and joy.

"Tell me, I didn't hear wrong."

Cyrus Zuoyi answered by placing a kiss on his lips and smiling, "It's still daytime, and you weren't dreaming. Are you happy?"

His caramel-colored eyes curved upwards, as if filled with stars.

Segalot pulled Cyrus's hand to his chest, the rapid beating of his heart clearly indicating his emotions.

This is a joy that needs no words to express.

"I thought we would have to wait a while longer," Segalot said, clutching the treasure in his arms.

Cyrus said softly, "I can't bear to part with it, because... I also want to possess it sooner, Your Majesty."

These words were more moving and alluring to Segalot than any sweet talk.

He couldn't help but close his eyes briefly, and after calming down slightly, he looked at his chest again—this sudden and immense joy gave him an extremely unreal feeling.

Segalot: "Confirm this for me again."

Without waiting for a reply from the person in his arms, he leaned down... The most wonderful feeling mingled between their lips, a taste even more profound than before.

When they parted, Cyrus blushed deeply, her eyes glistening as she glared at Segalot: "That was too much!"

"I can go even further."

Segalot gently stroked Cyrus's rosy lips with his thumb, then whispered in his ear, "Would you like to try it with me tonight?"

He did not hear a reply from the person in his arms.

This is perfectly understandable, after all, it's just the beginning, and everyone is shy about these things. He just wanted to tease them a bit...

Thinking this, Segalot looked down at the person leaning against his chest, and then chuckled to himself.

Because the expression on the person in his arms was completely different from what he had imagined. Their eyes were bright and sparkling, like caramel, and their cheeks were flushed. Although they were a little shy, they were more expectant.

Like a curious cat.

Cyrus Zuoyi grabbed at the fabric covering Segalot's body and scratched it, muttering under her breath, "How do you want to try it?"

Segalot leaned down again and whispered a few words in his ear.

Cyrus Zuoyi's face grew even more rosy, as if it had been dyed with the vibrant color of a rose, and if you pinched it, you could leave behind a sweet, moist juice.

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The beauty of roses always attracts people's desire to pick them.

Segalot couldn't help but pinch his soft cheek, his deep voice slightly hoarse. "You've grown quite a bit bolder."

Cyrus looked up. "I'm an adult now, I can do things that adults should do."

The "adulthood" he referred to was not the fourteen-year-old age of adulthood in the Western Continent, but rather...

"Don't you want to? Teach me..."

Cyrus wrapped her arms around Segalot's neck, speaking almost inaudibly as she kissed those beautiful, golden eyes.

He had wanted to do this for a long time.

Now, it is done openly and honestly.

Segalot held the alluring rose tightly, her self-control seemingly collapsing in an instant, a burning passion Rollie over her...

He lowered his head and kissed her again without hesitation.

The kiss was tender and lingering; they explored each other, delving deeper, immersed in an irresistible bliss.

Gradually, the gentleness turned into passion, a swift and fierce plunder.

His practiced movements, honed from this experience, made His Holiness the Pope increasingly adept.

Cyrus felt like she could hardly breathe.

He pushed against the chest pressed tightly against his, and when they were finally separated, he licked his slightly swollen lips and said, "How about... how about we call it a day and learn next time, we'll take it step by step."

Too fast, a bit exciting.

He couldn't bear it.

Segalot's golden eyes became incredibly deep at this moment.

He chuckled softly, his voice deep and rich like fine wine, yet with a sexy, husky quality. "No, a good teacher must complete the lesson in one go."

After saying that, he hugged the person who was trying to turn around and slip away and closed the door tightly.

The voices then gradually faded into the bed curtains. "Come, I'll do it myself..."

This unique rose stretched out its body unrestrainedly, its thorny vines entwining around Segalot's body and limbs, soft and delicate to the touch yet impossible to break free from, attempting to drag him into its own Rose Garden...

He kissed the delicate petals and leaves of the rose, letting the vines entwine around him.

The two inexperienced individuals explored slowly, and this time they didn't go all the way. The scent still made Cyrus's entire body pink and tender, from head to toe imbued with the other person's aura.

Cyrus doesn't know how she fell asleep afterwards.

The next morning.

Segalot awoke to the soft, bright sunlight and the melodious chirping of birds. Before even opening his eyes, he let out a contented sigh, then embraced the person in his arms and kissed the strands of hair that brushed against his chin.

"Hmm," Cyrus murmured, burying her head further down.

Segalot gently patted his back, his golden eyes lingering on him, gazing intently. After a while, he couldn't help but kiss the earlobes, eyebrows, and bridge of the nose of the person in his arms with overwhelming joy...

"Hiss."

As the kiss landed on her lips, Cyrus, annoyed, bit Segalot, then opened her eyes and mumbled affectionately in a soft, morning-like voice, "What are you doing? Aren't you annoying? Didn't you... kiss me enough last night?"

Segalot demonstrated through his actions that he hadn't kissed enough.

Cyrus couldn't help but grab the long black hair that was hanging down beside him, and then pulled it down hard—stop.

Segalot hissed again, pulled away, and chuckled softly, "Why does he love biting so much?"

He pointed to the bite marks on his shoulder and chest.

Little Rose was initially incredibly shy, but in the end, she acted like a fierce kitten, determined to leave her mark on him.

Cyrus blushed and showed her little sharp teeth. "Likewise, it's a give-and-take situation."

Segalot: "Looks like I haven't taught her correctly yet. Little Zuoyi is clearly emphasizing the wrong sounds. How about we continue tonight..."

Cyrus firmly refused, stating that she would learn next month.

Having said that, he didn't give His Holiness the Pope a chance to refute him, and pushed him off the bed with both hands and feet.

The reason was that things were nearing completion in this new territory, and he needed to finish all the arrangements quickly before returning to Par Mountain.

Upon hearing this, Segalot helped him get dressed, showing there was no rush.

Afterwards, Judas entered the room and brought the two new clothes and toiletries.

The head butler, who had been by Cyrus's side since she was a child, was expressionless today—only when it came to His Holiness the Pope. He remained the same as always when facing Cyrus.

Today, Judas perfectly embodies two faces, one in public and one in private.

After Segalot temporarily left the room, Judas knelt down in front of Cyrus with a worried expression, tying the straps on his shoes as she whispered, "My lord, do you like the Pope?"

Cyrus: "Of course, I like him."

He helped Judas up, took the butler's hand, and said, "Don't worry about me. I've always known what I'm doing. This isn't a momentary lapse of judgment, nor was I forced or seduced."

"From now on, there will be no mistress in my castle."

Judas: "My lord, he is the Pope, he truly can do this for you..."

Cyrus patted Judas on the shoulder and said, "Precisely because he is the Pope, and I believe he will prove me right, building the Saint Church in Visas is just the beginning."

"Judas, would you mind this?"

Upon hearing this, Judas knelt on one knee, took Cyrus's right hand and placed it against her forehead, saying, "No, of course I don't mind, I'm just worried about you."

"My lord, your will is my will, and I will never disobey you."

Cyrus was once again busy, devising a long-term and detailed plan for the transformation of this newly occupied territory.

--Urban road paving, environmental and sanitation improvements, new river transport routes established, and military checkpoints set up in various locations, etc.

In short, we will gradually improve outwards from Visas, implementing the same five-year plan as Visas and Komoy Fort in the past.

Clothing, food, housing, and transportation—every aspect needs to be taken into account.

This is a process that needs to be implemented gradually.

In these respects, Cyrus is already well prepared.

So he began to turn his attention elsewhere—to medical development, cultural progress, and technological reform.

Although the planting of new crops such as Corn and Sweet Potato has provided food for the people, some areas are experiencing severe drought, and some small rivers have begun to dry up.

According to some observations, the water levels of the Aibuting River tributaries, which flow through several locations, are showing a clear downward trend.

And it's not just the Aibuting River, but also the Volri River.

This river flows mainly through the Anas Kingdom and the Achiyoli Territory.

So, not long afterward, Archibald and Orville came to Cyrus to discuss the food shortage and drought.

After all, new crops such as Potato and Sweet Potato also need irrigation.

Cyrus had already prepared a countermeasure.

He said, "The main drought-stricken areas are concentrated in places lacking rivers, so we need to build water storage facilities and cultivate dryland crops..."

Simply put, it involves water storage and irrigation, improving facilities, and cultivating crops that can be grown in arid conditions, such as upland rice.

This type of rice has strong drought resistance.

Cyrus conducted research and investigations, and found that this type of dry rice was suitable for cultivation in the southern region of Yami.

The Alchemy Tower is currently undergoing intensive research.

Even if you start now, it will be next year at the latest before you see results, but you can still plant before April next year.

However, projects to address the drought can begin immediately.

Cyrus: "This will definitely be a huge undertaking."

"I wish to merge the engineering teams from the Achiyoli Territory and the Anas Kingdom... Before returning to Par Mountain, I would like to pay a personal visit to Queen Minina."

The last sentence was addressed to Archibald.

Archibald nodded. "I will contact His Majesty in advance."