Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

Does Queen Junon like me, or does she not?

Alphonse was somewhat confused and couldn't quite figure it out.

Despite having lived three lives, Alphonse has very little experience in love.

In his previous life in the martial arts world, he focused on cultivation and gradually reached the highest level. The wives and concubines around him were all carefully selected and presented by the leaders of the Six Sects of the Holy Sect.

She may be beautiful, but she can hardly be considered a confidante.

If we're talking about a relationship that led to marriage, then Sera could be considered a close match.

However, it was also Sera who took the initiative. Dark elves are quite unrestrained when it comes to love. Alphonse had just been bathed in dragon blood, which caused him to be somewhat abnormal, so he half-heartedly gave in, and that's how they got together.

I haven't really experienced the push and pull of a relationship.

For Alphonse, figuring out a woman's thoughts was a real challenge.

But it was obvious that the Queen had feelings for him.

Alphonse's thoughts were racing, and he had just stepped out of the study.

Monica stood cautiously in the hallway, her hesitant manner suggesting she wanted to approach the study but dared not disturb it.

From the moment she returned to Coldwind Territory, Alphonse noticed that something was off about her expression.

Having had the seeds of loyalty planted in their hearts by the Soul-Capturing Technique, how could they possibly show such an expression, with their eyes darting around and a restless demeanor?

Alphonse had already guessed that during the attack by the corrupted sage, she was subdued by some method of Suguna and fell into a deep sleep, which inadvertently freed her from the shackles of her mind. It was also possible that after receiving treatment, the priest removed the mental shackles from her.

"Master," Monica called out weakly.

That pitiful expression, like that of a frightened little animal, confirmed Alphonse's suspicions.

"You've regained your senses, haven't you?" Alphonse asked.

Monica was startled, pursed her lower lip, but dared not answer, and lowered her head.

"I'll give you two choices. First, I can grant you your freedom. If you want to return to Blue Feather Territory, no one will stop you. The cultivation technique I'll teach you is a very powerful sorcery. If you practice it diligently, you can achieve great things."

Alphonse's words only elicited a startled and stunned look from Monica as she looked up.

After a pause, Alphonse continued, "Or, you can choose to stay in Coldwind Territory, as you prefer."

After saying that, Alphonse walked past Monica.

She sighed inwardly, realizing that she had ultimately given in to her soft heart.

After arriving in this other world, it seems that my heart has become much kinder. If it were my temper from my previous life, I would have taken control of Monica again without any explanation.

Well, after all, she was the first woman he had ever been with in this strange world.

Watching Alphonse walk away, Monica finally couldn't hold back anymore, covered her face with her hands, and began to sob softly.

Go back? How do I go back?

During the half-year period that Alphonse was missing, she returned to Blue Feather Territory, but she was sent back by her father after only a few days, as if it were no longer her home.

Furthermore, her father repeatedly instructed her that the Tartarus family was no longer what it used to be. Even if Alphonse had not returned, the Tartarus family was highly regarded by Her Majesty the Queen and would be under her protection. He told her that she must not offend Lady Mary or Mia, who was acting as the lord.

Memories of a moment of mental confusion, even after being recovered from, are never forgotten.

For some reason, she couldn't feel any hatred towards Alphonse, who had taken her body; instead, she developed a deep dependence on him.

However, after Alphonse returned to Coldwind Territory, he never even glanced at her.

Arfons, now the lord, returned to his territory and naturally had to celebrate.

A banquet was held inside the castle.

Alphonse had quite a few people to meet; the newly promoted officers of the Cold Wind Guard had all come with Jeru and Mahaya to participate in the banquet.

After a long separation, Mahaya gave Alphonse an incredibly warm hug, giving Alphonse a real taste of what a refreshing hug is.

During the six months that Alphonse was away, the centaur race made great contributions to the development of Coldwind Territory, proving themselves to be extremely loyal.

But Alphonse didn’t immediately tell Mahaya that he would take her into Berzac to deal with her enemies.

Finding Taisi's whereabouts is the top priority; avenging Mahaya is just a side effect.

Alphonse believed that with his current strength, annihilating a centaur tribe would be a piece of cake.

Before that, I had to deal with the affairs on Izmir's side first. In case of any complications, I told Mahaya first, so that she would keep worrying about it, which would not be good.

The banquet ended, and night fell.

Back in his familiar home, Alphonse finally relaxed completely.

A passionate and intimate encounter with Sera was inevitable.

It seemed that after being bathed in dragon blood, her abilities in that area were getting stronger and stronger, and she lasted for an exceptionally long time. Sera could no longer hold on and repeatedly begged for mercy.

Alphonse didn't want Sera to be too tired, so he gently kissed her cheek and wanted to hold her and let her sleep peacefully.

Sera snuggled closer to Alphonse, nuzzling her head against his shoulder. "You're still not satisfied, are you?"

"It's alright, get some sleep." Alphonse was filled with pity.

I told Monica during the day that she could make her own choice, and that I shouldn't go looking for her.

He doesn't have any other women, and he hasn't even won Mia over yet.

Besides, at this time of year, abandoning Sera to go find someone else would be too much of a jerk.

Unexpectedly, Sera broke free from her embrace and softly called out, "Vitina, come in and help me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Vitina opened the door, walked into the room, closed the door behind her, and began to disarm herself.

Alphonse was dumbfounded. Could someone really pull something like this?

Vitina's fair face flushed slightly, but her hands moved swiftly.

"This is something that Vitina and I discussed a long time ago. From now on, we will both stay by your side and be together forever," Sera said with a gentle smile.

At this point, Alphonse could no longer stop her; he couldn't very well push Vitina out the door again.

So what if he's a jerk!

Anyway, Sera doesn't mind.

Vitina had dragon scales on her face and waist, but they didn't look bad at all. Instead, they seemed to provide some cover and made her even more charming.

Even her little tail, which resembles a crocodile's tail, looks incredibly cute against her snow-white skin.

Vitina was quite proactive; her body was even stronger and more athletic than Sera's, yet incredibly flexible.

How could a knight who was only just beginning his journey possibly subdue a "wild horse" like Alphonse? Before long, he was overpowered and defeated.

Just as Vitina collapsed, a figure quietly slipped into the room again. "Master...I...I'll serve you."

It's Monica.

She seems to have made her choice.

It seemed she had mustered up all her courage to say those words.

Alphonse looked in surprise at Sera and Vitina, who were sleeping languidly and listlessly beside him.

Well, they don't seem to mind. (End of Chapter)