Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 62 The Little Princess's Invitation to an Affair

Chen Mo rubbed his eyes hard to confirm that the exquisitely beautiful girl in front of him was indeed Liu Shuang, the young lady from Yunwu Territory.

Then he cleared his ears and asked incredulously, "What...what did you just say?"

"I find you very interesting!" Princess Liushuang tilted her head, her large eyes looking too innocent. "You work so hard and know so much! After I get married, you can come find me, and we can have an affair. That would be so much fun!"

Chen Mo froze on the spot as if struck by lightning. He subconsciously looked around—thankfully, the leaders of Yunwu Territory were not nearby. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice dry: "Um... Princess... Your Highness, do you know what 'adultery' means?"

"I know!" the little princess answered matter-of-factly, even with a hint of pride. "It's just about playing with people you like!"

"My second and third older sisters often go out to have affairs! They told me it's so much fun!"

"Oh, right!" Liu Shuang seemed to suddenly remember a good idea, and leaned closer to whisper, "You're so interesting, my sixth sister will definitely like you! She doesn't seem to have a lover yet, so let's play together!"

This was truly too stimulating, and Chen Mo felt he couldn't take it anymore.

Seeing the young princess say such wicked things in such an innocent tone, he felt it was necessary to give the girl a proper lesson in the correct values ​​of a harmonious society.

"Well, it's like this, I think having an affair is wrong!"

"Marriage should be about being with the person you love and being loyal to each other..."

Princess Liushuang's large, clear eyes widened even more, filled with doubt: "How can that be? If you marry the person you love, and then you don't love them anymore, won't you just get a divorce?"

“…That’s right!” Chen Mo felt that the little princess’s thinking was fine.

"What about the family? There are so many things mixed together, how can they be separated?"

The two lowered their voices and, after a difficult exchange, Chen Mo finally pieced together a set of operating logics belonging to the noble world of the Starry Continent, which was part of the education Princess Liushuang had received.

This was a world completely unfamiliar to him, with rules drastically different from what he knew. Although some of these rules made his scalp tingle, they seemed to have their own fertile ground and value here.

According to Liu Shuang, there are many kinds of marriage alliances among nobles, the most important of which is the alliance of interests between bloodlines.

Yes, it's a union of interests. Every marriage of a noble's direct descendants is for the sake of making the family stronger and more prosperous. This is a mission that no descendant of the family can escape.

Such marriages should not be mixed with emotional factors.

The reason is simple: love is an elusive thing. One second you may be loving each other to death, and the next you may hate each other to the core.

If two people in love get married, the interests of the two families become intertwined. Then, if the marriage leads to a breakdown in the relationship, or even physical altercations and enmity, what happens to the already entangled chain of interests between the two families?
Throughout the long history of the Starry Continent, countless bloody cases have emerged where love turned to hatred, leading to armed conflict between two powerful families and ultimately, mutual destruction. Thus, the nobles tacitly established cold, hard rules.

If you're going to talk about interests, don't talk about feelings.

Only by not loving can one not hate!
It is precisely because of this tradition that in the deep courtyards of aristocratic families, it has long been a common practice for men to take many concubines and for women to seek "romantic companions," and has even become a kind of tacit norm.

Since the two have no feelings for each other, isn't it better for them to each do their own thing? It won't affect the family's grand plan, and it can satisfy their personal needs, both spiritual and physical.

The fact that the young princess listed Chen Mo as her top priority for an affair shows that she really does have some feelings for him.

What's more, she also planned to introduce her own sister to Chen Mo...

"Really, my sixth sister is so beautiful! I think she would definitely like you too," the little princess said confidently, her eyes sparkling. "I'll take you to meet her next time, and you'll see!"

Chen Mo failed to correct the young princess; instead, he was somewhat moved by her words. In the end, he could only force a smile that looked more like a grimace before fleeing in disarray. Watching Chen Mo's hurried departure, the young princess looked confused and asked Linda, the female official who slowly emerged from the tent, "Does he...does he not like me?"

Lady Linda patted the young princess affectionately, then replied thoughtfully, "No, who wouldn't love our young princess? However, she seems to have received a very unusual education. I have some suspicions that she might be the first heir of some family..."

Yes, in the aristocratic system, the first heir can have some autonomy and be a little willful. After all, a submissive child will cause the family to fall into mediocrity, while a rebellious one will lead the family into the abyss.

For the rest of the trip, Chen Mo switched back to his diligent training mode. Faced with Princess Liushuang's provocative suggestion, he couldn't think of a good response for the time being. Agreeing felt wrong, but refusing seemed a little reluctant...

Forget it, I'll focus on my cultivation first.

And so, with Frostfall's team in front and Zircon's team behind, they traveled eastward, weary from their journey, wading through muddy wetlands and swamps, crossing rugged canyons, and traversing the swift and icy tributaries of the northern foothills, soon to reach the legendary ground passage at the eastern end of the Dark Forest—the Crimson Corridor.

The vast Dark Forest is the last stronghold of the Elven race. At its peak, this race covered thousands of miles and had hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Now, they can only live in the jungle. This is a gap that the "proud pointy-eared" Elven race can hardly bear. To this day, the entire Dark Forest is a forbidden zone for other races.

In the treaty of the five races, the elves insisted on adding a clause for the exclusive control of the Dark Forest, giving them the right to freely dispose of any alien race that entered the Dark Forest.

Of course, if the connection between the north and south were completely severed, the human nation would probably destroy this elven territory at any cost. Therefore, after repeated discussions, the elves reluctantly left three passages open.

The western and central sides are the airship routes of the dwarf race. The dwarves obtained the franchise rights to these routes by supplying special goods to the elves.

The easternmost ground passage was created more than four hundred years ago by a seventh-tier human swordsman of the Sky-Splitting Sword Saint.

At that time, the swordsman suffered from severe acrophobia and could not take the airship, so he chose to come to the Southern Continent by sea. However, he was shocked to hear that his territory was under siege and had no choice but to travel back day and night.

When his request to cross the border from the elves was denied, the Sword Saint of the Sky chose to force his way through.

The elves understood the significance of such a mad second-class professional and did not want to lose any of their warriors, but they could not simply let the humans break the rules. So they mobilized a large number of jungle monsters and ancient war trees along the way.

On the eastern side of the Dark Forest, the Sword Saint of Broken Sky chose a narrow strip of land backed by the mountain. He and his sword cut through the area with sheer force, leaving corpses strewn everywhere, rivers of blood flowing, and mountains of broken ancient trees.

In the end, even the fiercest predators in the jungle dared not intercept him any longer, and could only watch helplessly as he disappeared into the distance.

This is the origin of the "Bloody Corridor".

From then on, the Elven race established an unwritten rule: on the corridor traversed by this sword saint, as long as you can overcome the jungle monsters blocking your way, the Elven race will not interfere and will tacitly allow you to pass.

Of course, there is also a widely circulated, absurd ending about this sword saint, full of dark humor.

This peerless and fierce swordsman, who regarded the elven army as nothing, after overcoming countless hardships and dangers to finally return to his precarious territory, fought for several days in a bloody battle and finally repelled the powerful enemy.

Exhausted and covered in wounds, he drank the "miracle cure" offered by his worried wife...

Then, he died from the poison.

Then, the lady and her young butler, with whom she had been exchanging flirtatious glances, lived "happily" together...

Well, these are just unofficial historical accounts, often embellished, so they're probably not reliable. But in any case, he ultimately used his sword to pave a path for the future human race.

The night before the Cloud Mist Territory's troops were about to step into the Crimson Corridor, a scout on winged horse arrived, rolling down in front of the camp in a cloud of dust. His first words struck everyone like a thunderbolt.

"War! The fighting has begun!"

(End of this chapter)