They don't want me to try anymore.

This time, Luvia made no attempt to hide it.

She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her rosy ear, her bright eyes reflecting the moonlight, and her lips parted slightly as she softly spoke to Richard, who was so close to her:

Richard, I love you.

Richard was stunned.

how……

How did we suddenly get to this stage?!

Chapter 103 The Sword Saint's Wish Comes True

Time goes back to three days ago.

After killing most of the mercenaries who had kidnapped the ferry, Luvia destroyed all traces of her presence and then quickly returned to Idaril.

As the sword of the empire, she has killed many people.

But this is the first time that an Imperial mercenary has been directly attacked and killed without military orders.

To some extent, this means that in reality, she has also completely sided with Richard?

Maybe so, but Luvia doesn't regret it.

Decades of memories flooded back, making her even more determined in her choice.

Whether out of personal emotion or the ideal of making Holy Roland truly great, she believed this was the right path.

Of course, this is a difficult road, but she will not give up...

On the way back, she kept reliving those decades of memories, repeatedly watching the scenes of her life with Richard, and an endless warmth and happiness welled up in her heart.

Then, she learned the details and results of the competition from the tavern's newspaper. While the other guests were surprised by this unexpected reversal, she couldn't help but put her hands on her hips.

Look, this is the man I chose!

However, she also noticed that some tasteless tabloids were saying that Richard and Princess Sophia of Winter had overly intimate interactions during the competition, blah blah blah...

Hilarious! Who do they think Richard is? That man wouldn't fall for that... yeah, definitely not!

No matter what she said, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in her heart.

So when she finally returned to Idaril, the memories she had savored for decades, the thoughts and experiences she had had along the way, made Luvia's emotions overwhelming once again.

No, she needs to see Richard right now!

And there's no need to hide it or drag it out anymore; that's not like a sword saint at all!

The simulation has proven that she can win, and they can even grow old together! Isn't that far superior to the likes of Alice and Veronica? That's right, this Sword Saint is the most powerful!

Well then, I might as well give it a try...

In short.

This is how Richard ended up in this situation.

Holy crap, that's a straight shot!

Richard felt he was struggling to cope.

Should I refuse? Hmm, recalling Luvia's unwavering devotion in the simulation, and then looking at the milky-white Yukiko so close under the bright moonlight...

That's really impossible.

He admitted that he also liked her... and of course, lust was part of that.

But if he agreed now, recalling his past experiences, he was a little afraid that Luvia might do something extreme, like proposing in public the next day—that could really affect the international situation!

Just then, the door leading to the maid's quarters creaked open.

It seemed that ever since someone broke into the men's dormitory last time, Katyusha had become more vigilant, and her hearing had improved considerably. Therefore, tonight she quickly noticed the strange noises next door, put on her pajamas, grabbed a lamp, and pushed open the door to ask:

"Your Highness, is there anything you need?"

Richard's heart was in his throat.

But Luvia, true to her status as a Sword Saint seed, fully utilized her Gold-rank agility in this awkward and critical moment, disappearing in a flash...

She crawled into Richard's bed.

Now, feeling the softness and warmth against his skin... Richard's heart leaped out of his throat, signaling that he was ready to set sail for the planet of happiness.

"Ahem, it's nothing, I was just... well, rewarding myself."

To avoid the biggest embarrassment, he had to cover it up with a smaller one.

Katyusha glanced at the unusually high bed.

After a long silence, the cold-faced maid tilted her head and asked softly, "Do you need my help?"

"No need! Why do you think I need help! You...you should go back and get some rest!"

"Yes, Your Highness... but I really can help."

"That's why you don't need it!"

After finally dealing with the maid, Richard looked down and saw Luvia blinking in bed, her lips slightly upturned, her warm breath brushing against his chest.

What are you laughing at!

"I just... I think you're kind of cute like this."

Seeing Richard's wide eyes, Luvia quickly added softly, "Don't get agitated, we need quiet now, and besides..."

That's true...

"And you still owe me an answer, don't you?"

Ah, is it that "I love you" phrase?

Richard was speechless.

How to answer?

However, after this silence, Luvia's smile deepened.

"That's good."

Miss Sword Saint knew in her heart that her direct approach was rather sudden to Richard, who had not yet undergone simulation (as she perceived it), so she did not expect Richard to agree readily.

As long as you are not ostracized, you have already won.

Based on her memories from the simulation, she was convinced that Richard's loyalty to his feelings and his adherence to his principles far surpassed that of ordinary people, so as long as she was not explicitly resisted, things would be much easier for her next step.

At that moment, she added, "Your body is more honest than your words..."

Can you please get out of my private bed before saying anything like that?

No, are you really Luvia? Are you sure you're not possessed by some succubus?

If William and his men saw this side of the aloof and arrogant Sword of the Empire, they would cry, they would really cry!

However, Richard's complaints did not stop the beauty's behavior; she continued to whisper in his ear:

"Don't worry about me causing you any trouble. I won't tell anyone about tonight's events, and... I'm going back to the eastern border and won't be able to come back for a long time."

It wasn't that Luvia didn't want to stay by Richard's side, but as a military commander, even if she was the youngest Gold Saint of this generation, she couldn't be infinitely willful.

When it comes to fighting, she has to go.

Moreover, from the perspective of advancing to legendary status as quickly as possible, she should also return to the frontier to gain experience.

Richard had a premonition of this—how could a future sword saint possibly keep revolving around him forever?

Even so, he was slightly taken aback when he heard it, and felt a little reluctant.

"...Thank you so much for everything lately."

"Yes, you're welcome. Besides, I'm also planning to get something in return."

"what?"

"I want to leave you with a deeper impression before I go... so that you'll never be easily lured away by other women..."

Under the pale moonlight, Luvia's voice grew softer and softer, her face flushed redder, and her breathing became more rapid and hot.

The small bed felt like a steamer, gradually stirring up certain unspeakable emotions and impulses.

Richard was starting to lose his composure.

More accurately, it was Richard who launched a magnificent rebellion against the brain!

The struggle for bodily sovereignty has shifted from offense to defense!

"Are you serious?"

"Hmm. Relax, Richard. A Gold-rank warrior can perfectly control his body. There won't be any irreversible consequences, and... I'll take responsibility."

What responsibility are we responsible for?

And what about perfect body control...? Are you also named Lan Xiaodie? You can use internal energy to force things out?

……soon.

Richard then understood what a major downturn in life meant.