Holy Land Mary Geoise.
Inside a magnificent palace.
A woman wearing a glass helmet and sumptuous noble attire sat on an enormous sofa.
She was quite beautiful, with bright eyes, white teeth, creamy skin, and brows like spring mountains.
Even her loose, heavy aristocratic gown could not conceal her graceful, slender figure.
Kneeling before her was a man wearing a beak-shaped loudspeaker.
His hands and feet were bound in heavy seastone chains.
Most conspicuous of all was the enormous ring-shaped seastone collar around his neck!
The woman extended her bare foot toward him.
"Lick!"
The beaked man looked up at her.
His eyes held killing intent he could not suppress.
Never in his life had he been humiliated like this.
The woman before him was not only a Celestial Dragon, one of the world's nobles, but also the kind of person he hated most in his life.
The instant she saw the killing intent in his eyes, she felt as though a sea beast had fixed its gaze on her.
Her life and death were beyond her control!
She was briefly dazed.
Then she raised her leg and kicked him in the face again.
"What is that look? I am your mistress!"
"You worthless slave!"
The beaked man gave the female Celestial Dragon a long look but chose not to resist directly.
He knew what the collar around his neck was.
It was not that he feared death, but that his objective remained unfulfilled.
He could not die so easily.
Seeing his defiance, the female Celestial Dragon smiled.
"Hehe, quite stubborn, aren't you? Did you know my last slave was from your Revolutionary Army?"
"What?"
The beaked man's pupils abruptly contracted. "What did you say?"
He had never imagined that other members of the Revolutionary Army had been captured and