Wow, it's so grand, so amazing."
After entering the Greystone mansion, everything was resplendent with gold and jade—marble-paved floors, brightly colored red carpets.
Nanako was completely dumbfounded, like a country bumpkin utterly dazzled by luxury.
"Is all this yours, Master?"
Ophelia, however, was unimpressed.
Her palace had all these things, even more luxurious ones at that.
While Nanako gushed "so grand, so amazing," Ophelia would only dismiss them as "tiny earthworms"—ridiculous, really.
The only odd thing that bothered her was how familiar Lai Yi's furniture felt: the narcissus mirror, the gold-threaded bed curtains, and the twelve mage badges placed by the bed.
They all seemed like items she had used before, things from her own boudoir.
"Nanako, go out first."
Mmm, Nanako left obediently—and that was one thing Lai Yi particularly liked about her: she was extremely compliant, knowing just when to act coquettish.
"Ugly slave, you stay. Keep me company while I drink."
Lai Yi took out a wine cup and poured wine into it. Ophelia hesitated for a moment, but when she saw Lai Yi drink without hesitation, she downed a cup with him too.
"What kind of person do you think Ophelia is?"
Lai Yi stared blankly at her ugly face. His clear, youthful eyes made Ophelia feel her cheeks burn.
"She is the queen of the elves—beautiful, and she will definitely restore her kingdom and save all elves,"
Ophelia said after a moment of silence. She poured another cup of wine for Lai Yi and drank one with him,
her voice neither humble nor overbearing, as melodious as a gurgling mountain spring.
"Is that so?" Lai Yi said. "I think she's a liar—she tricked all of you elves. She probably ran away long ago."
Ophelia finally felt at ease. So Lai Yi really knew nothing.
but all he said is wrong
To protect her own people, Ophelia is willing to make any sacrifice—she can endure all injustice, and she can even bow to a scumbag
"She never lies. She keeps every promise she makes."
"Does she?" Lai Yi let out a sneer, suddenly grabbing Ophelia's hand. "Then why are you lying to me, Ophelia?"
"What?"
"Everything here is from your boudoir. I had it arranged like this on purpose."
"I hope you like it"
lai yi wore a smile that showed he was determined to have Ophelia completely under his control.
Ophelia tried to push his hand away, but found herself powerless. A strange warm current surged in her lower abdomen.
"There's something in the wine—why aren't you poisoned?"
A small Holy Light spell could neutralize the toxin, but it would attract Duke Zoe's attention.
"Blame only your own arrogance, Ophelia," Lai Yi said. "I have extremely high drug resistance. No matter what poison it is, a few more sips and it does nothing to me."
Ophelia looked at Lai Yi, whose face always wore a faint mocking smile.
Her expression darkened instantly like still water. At that moment, he parted his lips slightly, his gaze holding either mockery or pity.
"Your arrogance is your original sin, Ophelia."
"So you knew everything all along."
She tried to bluff, putting on a brave front. "I didn't originally want to silence you by killing."
"Did you?"
Lai Yi gave a rogue's smile.
Clearly a Level 0 loser, yet he exuded the aura of someone at Level 90.
"Do you dare to attack me here? Think about my father, Duke Zoe. He might not be able to save me, but you will definitely be caught. And you can't even try to kill me—if I die, that slave brand on you will kill you too."
"Ophelia, I order you to show me your true face."
Moments later, Lai Yi looked at Ophelia, who had dispelled her magical disguise.
Even though he'd been prepared, he still thought her face was beautiful like a miracle—truly a magnificent face.
It was a young girl's face, pure and tender, so beautiful it took one's breath away:
silky silver hair that fell straight to her waist,
clear violet eyes,
a delicate and well-shaped nose, and soft lips so tender one couldn't help but want to kiss them.
Yet whenever their eyes met, her expression was always like looking at a fly that had set its sights on dung.
At that moment, she bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth, looking utterly helpless as to what to do with herself.
"See? You don't even dare to use magic to resist the slave brand, for fear of attracting my father's attention," Lai Yi said, lifting her chin with his finger and clicking his tongue.
"Your face is so beautiful—I finally understand why so many people are infatuated with you. To be honest, I'm starting to feel like liking you too."
"I deliberately sent that little fox away. Only heaven, earth, you, and I know about this—now do you understand what you need to do?"
Lai Yi's thumb circled gently on her cheek. Next, he could have said,
"Miss Ophelia, you wouldn't want my father to find out you're the elven princess, would you?" Or picked up a fire poker and said, "Do you want this stick, or my stick ..."
before proceeding to more extreme things.
"You don't get along with your father and brother, do you?" Ophelia said calmly, though the flush on her face betrayed her composure.
"So telling them about me would be of no benefit to you at all."
Once she stabilized Lai Yi, she would break the slave contract.
By then, there would still be scouts searching for her everywhere in the city—but for now, she had to take things one step at a time.
"To secure your cooperation, I'll do anything—just don't tell anyone,"
she said, lowering her proud head for the first time.
All this was for her people, for the dream of restoring her kingdom, for not betraying her mother's last wish.
A stubborn, burning flame appeared in Ophelia's eyes.
Lai Yi said nothing; he just licked his lower lip and gave a disdainful smile. "Still so arrogant, Ophelia. Are all princesses like you this arrogant? It really annoys me."
In response, Ophelia took a deep breath. "Master, I'll do anything, as long as you don't tell anyone." Her small body trembled slightly—she couldn't believe she was saying such things.
He reached out and lifted Ophelia's chin, looking at her shy expression and chuckling softly—he wanted to destroy not just her body, but her spirit too.
"As for me, I actually have no interest at all in arrogant princesses like you who think so highly of yourselves."
He wasn't in a hurry.
Once the duck was in the pot, why worry about it flying away? Suddenly,
he called out, "Nanako, come in."
Ophelia quickly put back on her ugly disguise.
Nanako looked at Ophelia, whose face was flushed and unsettled, and Lai Yi, who had a serious expression.his eyes regaining their cold focus on controlling Ophelia.
She couldn't help but make a sarcastic comment, a hint of disappointment on her face. "Th...That fast?"
Lai Yi shot Nanako a sharp glare, then issued his order within earshot of his slave—the elven princess on the run, the most beautiful woman in the Western Continent.
"Guard the door outside. Keep a close watch, don't undo the effects of the drug on you, listen carefully to all the sounds around, and don't let anyone disturb me."
"Nanako, come here. You said it was 'too fast'?"
Nanako's face turned red, and she said in a weak voice, "Master, I didn't mean to." As she closed the door, she even made a face at Ophelia.
Once back inside, Nanako couldn't wait to grab Lai Yi's manhood.
"It's so big," she thougt in surprise, a look of shock appearing in her eyes. "It's so big—it'll definitely hurt if he inserts it." The meatus on it had long been oozing a fishy-smelling pre-ejaculate.
Ophelia was still too charming—before dealing with her, he needed to relieve some tension with Nanako first.
Lai Yi unceremoniously pinned Nanako down, then tore off her skirt, revealing her intimate area.
Her pussy was pink and tender, like a succulent river mussel.
Aiming at the area with sparse hair, he began to gently thrust his fingers in and out. It was the girl's first time, and she couldn't help but clench tightly.
Lai Yi wouldn't insert himself hastily until her pussy was fully lubricated
like an experienced hunter, he guided Nanako patiently.
Meanwhile, she took his manhood into her mouth, sucking hard in a rhythmic motion, doing her best to please Lai Yi. Her technique was clumsy, but it still felt very good.
As Lai Yi pushed into the tight entrance, he felt a thin membrane giving way.
A sharp pain shot through Nanako's body. She cried out, then felt a warm gush of fluid flow out from within her.
I've wet myself, Nanako thought, wanting to bury her head in shame. A virgin, she didn't understand what was happening to her own body. All she could do was say with a flushed face,
"I'm sorry, Master, I lost control."
The doggy-style position prevented her from seeing Lai Yi's face.
Long accustomed to punishment, she instinctively tensed her entire body, preparing herself to be whipped.
This little minx… did she just squirt the moment I entered?
Lai Yi was almost speechless. That sudden, involuntary clenching… if he weren't such a seasoned hunter, he would have cum right then and there.
Outside the door, Ophelia's expression was chaotic.
"Is that all?"
A ridiculous sense of frustration suddenly welled up in her.
That hateful scumbag—truly a wild boar that can't appreciate fine grain.
Not knowing if it was relief or ridiculous frustration, she was forced to listen to the "firecracker sounds" all night outside the door. Only her lower abdomen felt warm the whole time, but luckily she endured it with sheer willpower.