Arad's unruly savior

midnight.

The second princess was sitting at the desk, writing a letter with a pen in hand. She hadn't taken a break yet. After she finished writing, she checked it once, made sure there was nothing missing, then carefully folded it up, put it in an envelope, and printed an emblem symbolizing the royal family on it.

She pushed the chair away, stood up, walked to the window, lifted a corner of the light yellow floral curtain, lowered her eyes and looked towards the side room on the first floor where the light was still on and maids were coming in and out.

Apona had previously drawn a knife and chopped the room into pieces out of anger, and the maid was now cleaning up overnight and dealing with the broken furniture inside.

"On the surface, he respects me, but in his heart he is obviously unwilling. It turns out that people who practice martial arts have a temper."

The second princess was not surprised at all, nor was she angry at Apona's venting of anger by hacking and slashing. Her act of granting her marriage was too sudden, and it would be strange if she didn't react.

When every guard was selected as the princess' personal guard, he had to solemnly swear absolute loyalty to the person he served. This was a magical constraint, so Apona had no choice but to obey the order even though she bit her lip.

It was just an idea that he came up with on the spur of the moment, and it was just a prank to him, but to Abonna it was like the sky falling.

The feeling of having your destiny manipulated by others is full of anger, confusion and helplessness, as if you are in a boat without oars in the vast ocean, looking around you see endless bounds, and you have no say in where you drift to.

A word from the superior can forcibly change the life trajectory of the inferior and determine whether his future will be happy or disastrous.

"So even if I am still confused about the future, I will never let the royal family control my fate. I can choose to go in any direction, even if it leads to darkness and depravity, I will never follow the path arranged by others."

The second princess muttered to herself, picked up the written letter, called the maid, and asked her to set up a teleportation magic circle immediately. She wanted to send the letter to the eldest prince Van Franz overnight.

The Empire possesses the ability to send letters through magic, which is almost equivalent to instant messaging. However, because it involves the power of "magic" and there are threshold restrictions, only a few people can set up and use it, and ordinary people can hardly afford it.

In addition, there are special requirements for the materials of letters and ink. The letter paper is made of ramie flowers and leaves, and the ink is magic crystal powder from the Forgotten Land and a special plant liquid.

The second princess who had been to heaven was very interested in their technological communication system, but unfortunately, the Delos Empire currently did not have the ability to build a heavenly technological network.

However, thanks to the mechanical experiments that his father, Emperor Leon, had made at the Bilmark Experimental Field, such as the mechanical bull, the Delos Empire has now digested that part of the destructive science and technology and has created some simple mechanical tools, such as the telegraph.

It is said that the scientific knowledge came from a fortune teller in the demon world...

As the magic circle was activated, there was a flash of light and the letter turned into a magic symbol and disappeared. This was the empire's secret technology, which was very advanced and was sent to the city where the eldest prince Vann was.

Some people who are familiar with the technology say that this is to transform the letters into light particles and transmit them from the real world at the speed of light.

Some people also say that the transmission channel is actually achieved through the half-material and half-spiritual underworld. In short, the secret of magic is extremely profound, and even the strong ones only have a partial understanding of it.

The Second Princess turned around and saw Ye Lin standing at the door. She pretended to be startled, patted her heaving chest, and said teasingly:

"How does it taste like, Apona? You have great endurance. You made it till midnight."

As she spoke, she turned off the magic lamp in the room and pushed Ye Lin out.

Ye Lin stood at the door and commented: "Although Abonna's talent is not outstanding and does not meet my entry standards, the taste is good. As for the astringency, I only let her hone the Trial Blade and did nothing else."

The second princess closed the door and raised her slender eyebrows with a slightly strange look in her eyes. She suddenly had two complaints that she wanted to complain about. First of all, Apona had big breasts, but why did she sound so ordinary in his words?

Have you eaten too many big ones, so they don’t appeal to your eyes anymore?

Also, this doesn't quite fit with his usual image. He doesn't even eat the meat that's served to his door? Is it because he thinks that Apona's appearance, although it has a wild beauty, is not stunning enough?

Ye Lin sighed helplessly and explained to the Second Princess: "You scared Apona tonight. She is still in shock and obviously not in good condition, so she is not suitable."

After Apona sharpened his sword, her face was covered with a mess. After that, he continued to teach her the knowledge about the legendary realm.

Then, he suddenly pushed the second princess against the wall and kissed her beautiful lips. Nosadia responded hastily, subconsciously raised her hands and pushed his strong chest back, but her arms were thin and weak and did not work.

After a while, he finally let go of her lips, exhaled rapidly, looked at the second princess's watery and charming eyes, and said, "I have collected all the achievements of my princesses, and you are the only one missing."

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In the city lord's mansion of a border city in the eastern part of the Delos Empire, it was already late at night, but the lights were still on.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, the eldest prince Van Franz, who served as the City Lord, was accompanied by two sexy girls who were quite revealingly dressed and had gorgeous faces. He was disheveled, with his chest exposed, his arms around his left and right sides, and he was drinking the wine that the girl brought to his mouth from the crystal glass.

The eldest prince's dazzling golden hair was now very messy, and his entire body was filled with the smell of powder and alcohol. The prince's face, which was once quite handsome and as if it was carved by a knife, now had a smell of drunkenness.

In a certain room, the corresponding magic circle suddenly lit up, and then a letter with the royal emblem printed on it slowly took shape in the magic circle and materialized from thousands of miles away. The fluctuation of magic power also awakened the guards guarding the place, and someone quickly came in and took the letter away.

"Your Highness Franz, there is a secret letter for you." The guard lowered his head and placed the letter on the table in front of the eldest prince Van Franz, then quickly retreated, not daring to glance sideways the whole time.

Hearing the guard's voice, Fann slightly opened his eyes. Without reading the letter, he said in a drunken and impatient tone, "It's the middle of the night. My gentle sister Nosadia, what do you want to talk to me about again? Have you found a psychologist for me again?"

All letters not bearing the royal seal should be presented to him during the day. Only letters from the royal family need to be reported immediately.

The two fashionable girls with revealing clothes, sexy figures and heavy makeup gave each other a warning look, quickly put down the wine glasses in their hands and retreated to the sofa on the other side. The royal letters were not something they could read.

"Why are you leaving? We haven't finished the wine yet." The eldest prince grabbed the two girls and pulled them back. He continued to wander around their chests and thighs, then he covered his aching head and waved his hands.

When the two girls walked to the corner of the room, Vann casually tore open the envelope, casually shook out the letter inside, and shook his head vigorously to make himself more sober. "The relic return ceremony, a near-miss accident, Alan Grande acted on his own and was seriously injured. It is suspected that he was frustrated and mentally defective... Heh, that greasy old man Hendris has always stood on the side of my eldest sister. I have become a loser. He made the right bet, but will my sister give him what he wants?"

The eldest prince, Van Franz, smiled self-deprecatingly and continued reading.

"Baron Romiel, Duke Brandt and others are still looking forward to my return, and they seriously have ways to change my reputation... Hehe, what is there to expect from me? I am a pretender, a rebellious son who murdered his parents."

The eldest prince, Van Franz, suddenly frowned, and a gleam of thought flashed in his seemingly turbid and decadent eyes. Then he glanced at the two gorgeous girls intentionally or unintentionally.

Although Nosadia had mentioned what happened in Wetalen in her letters before, she would pass on the latest information from the capital to him who was thousands of miles away and find a psychologist for him.

But he never explicitly said who was still supporting him, or that a loyal noble was still waiting for his return...if he mentioned it occasionally, it was mostly suggestive.

In fact, every time Nosadia found a psychologist for him, she was asking him if he had any thoughts of returning to the royal capital, Vetalon.

"Nosadia suddenly spoke out now. There are basically two possibilities. First, she has already prepared all the procedures for my return, including my mother's reassurance to me. This is the most important thing. Second, my dear elder sister has discovered her plan, so there is no need to hide it anymore."

The eldest prince, Van Franz, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. His movements were heroic, and some wine dripped down his beard and splashed onto his luxurious robe.

As the eldest son of Queen Josephine, he knew his mother's character very well: she was the most gentle and compassionate, yet stubborn.

When my mother married my father, besides the fact that both parties were suitable in terms of social status,... Queen Josephine was the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Aswan, the Marquis of Aswan was the most powerful noble in the second territory in the north of the empire, and he was a hereditary noble. The title of the Marquis would not be reduced through inheritance from generation to generation.

Marrying the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Aswan and making her his queen was very helpful for Leon Heinrich, who had just ascended the throne and whose foundation was unstable at that time, to consolidate his position with the support of the Marquis.

The suitability of the political marriage was only one aspect. On the other hand, my father promised my mother that he would improve the huge disparity in development between the north and south of the Delos Empire and find more development opportunities for the impoverished second territory in the north.

Van Franz knew that without that promise, his gentle yet stubborn mother would unlikely be willing to marry his father.

Later, her father became obsessed with territorial expansion and developing military power, and broke his promise… Later, Josephine coldly watched her father being dragged into the underworld, without any intention of pleading with the powerful.

Therefore, the eldest prince Van Franz believed that his mother had not given in... because he was still decadent and drunken all day long, and there was no sign of him wanting to cheer up.

If he regained his fighting spirit, cheered himself up, and made some extraordinary career in the remote place, there would be a chance that his mother... no, Queen Josephine would give in and allow him to return to the Golden City.

So he thought that it must be his good sister who found out that Noshadiya had found a psychologist for him and warned her, so Noshadiya simply stopped pretending.

Then he continued to look:

The Bantu tribe showed goodwill and allowed the Empire to bring back the Imperial Legion that was once frozen by the Ice Dragon Skarsa for burial, but they requested that no large-scale funeral be held for this Imperial Legion and no memorial hall or monument be built.

His mother, Queen Josephine, sent the diplomatic envoy, Princess Celia, as the first representative to handle this important matter. Nosadia, as the second representative, took the opportunity to investigate the possibility of future development of the empire's second territory.

When the eldest prince Van Franz saw this, he suddenly laughed and poured wine into his own mouth by turning the bottle upside down.

The first representative should have been his, but indulging in past glory is of no use except self-deception and self-satisfaction.

The eldest prince was already drunk after finishing a bottle of wine in a decadent state. Even though the golden city of Vetalon was covered with luxury and every inch of soil was filled with royal power, what did it have to do with him now?

His eyes casually swept over the last thing in the letter. When he read the specific content, he suddenly became more sober, and a deep sense of doubt emerged in his golden eyes.

In the letter, Noshadiya said that she decided to marry Ye Lin and commit her life to him.

"Isn't he Isabella's husband? What is Nosadia thinking? Is Ye Lin a succubus? Why is my sister always sticking to her?" The eldest prince Van Franz pinched his scalp hard.

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The Second Princess' Palace, afterwards~~

Ye Lin was half lying on Noshadiya's bed, looking very contented. He gently stroked her smooth and delicate shoulders and played with her hair with his fingers. He had achieved the goal of collecting all the princesses.

The Second Princess had a smooth and charming body, her pretty cheeks were stained with a blush that had not yet faded, and her beautiful eyes and brows showed a hint of pain for losing a treasured item, but also a bit of satisfaction after the lovemaking in Wushan.

"how do you feel……"

Before he could even open his mouth, the Second Princess took action first. She stared at the bleeding teeth marks on his shoulder, then glanced at the bloody nail scratches on his back, and said teasingly:

"You must be filled with satisfaction, pride, and guilt now that you have forcibly taken away the Second Princess's precious virginity."

Ye Lin was stunned when he heard this. He turned around and stared at the Second Princess. He subconsciously asked, "What do you mean by forcibly taking it away..."

"It's just forced. I don't want to do it." The second princess repeated.

“Wait… you’re not… your voice is cheerful and your movements are cooperative…” Ye Lin was confused.

The Second Princess smiled and kissed him, saying, "I allow you to kiss me and sleep in the same bed with me, but..."

"I didn't say I agreed to let you in. You forced your way in... and look at your shoulders and back. They are all proof of my resistance." (End of this chapter)