I'm on the Ark, and I started as a succubus.

She felt cheated, and that feeling came from Niyan. After that night, Niyan and that bastard stopped hiding things from each other and even did it openly in front of her.

Mudstone didn't actually feel any frustration or pain; in fact, he even seemed to enjoy it!

Being tied up with ropes wasn't a punishment, but rather a fun game they played together.

Mudrock wasn't an ally on her side at all; he was a free-spirited, invisible Sarkaz! Sometimes, she even actively flirted with that bastard.

Like a little enchantress indulging in pleasure.

Frostnova felt like the idiot who had actually offered to help that lazy and pleasure-seeking Sarkaz...

asshole!

"call--"

Frostnova sat down in a chair, calmed her chaotic thoughts, took out the prepared letter paper and pen, and began to write letters to Talulah, Alina, and her adoptive father.

The message was to reassure them that they hadn't fallen into Ursus's hands; they were simply injured and had been rescued by a warlock who wanted them to learn magic with her, so they couldn't rejoin the party for the time being.

Frostnova appeared very obedient and honest, without adding any personal agenda to the letter, or perhaps she simply didn't want anyone to come and save her, or to pay a greater price to save her.

Moreover, from the moment she signed the contract, she was prepared to face a tragic fate; it was originally a fair exchange.

Her pearly teeth suddenly pressed against her cherry lips, and Froststar suddenly remembered something unpleasant, then felt that peculiar taste once again permeate her mouth.

Actually... it wasn't as bad as I imagined.

The pen paused, and Froststar's eyes widened in horror at the terrifying thoughts that had flooded her mind.

009 An evil plan is unfolding.

pop- pop-

Froststar patted her cheeks with her little hands to try and wake herself up.

'It's not tasty at all! I would never like it...'

Her small ears, hidden beneath her temples, were burning slightly. Froststar spat again, her voice a little harsh: "It doesn't taste good at all!"

She took a deep breath, leaned over the table to write a letter, and focused her attention on the letter to Talulah, trying to stop herself from overthinking.

She would never become a pleasure-seeking Carter, much less help that guy invite Talulah and Alina to enjoy themselves... No, she would absolutely never help that bastard drag Talulah and Alina into the abyss!

……

……

"Didn't you check it?"

Froststar handed the letter to Bai Chen, her face still cold and expressionless.

"Smile?"

Bai Chen reached out and pinched her cheek, then his hand wandered to her long rabbit ears, kneading and playing with the soft, fluffy ears. "There's no need. Anyway, no one will come to save our little rabbits."

He blinked, deliberately grinning mischievously to provoke Frostnova, "Our Miss Yelena doesn't have a map, at most she knows what this town is called. Even if the Patriots catch up, they might not be able to find it for a while until the letter arrives... We've all gone to the big city to prepare a new home for a bunch of hungry little bunnies."

Froststar's usually cool and aloof expression instantly vanished, replaced by a pouty, lip-biting look that was more energetic and adorable.

"Humph."

Frostnova snorted and turned her face away, seeing Mudrock still writing furiously. "Sarkaz, aren't you done yet?"

"It'll be soon, it'll be soon."

Mudstone replied in unison, "I have a lot of friends, so I have a lot of letters to write. Oh dear, I never realized it before, but now I'm aware of it! There are still over a dozen to write! Wait, I think I forgot to mention the beer to them!"

She frantically rummaged through the envelopes, pulled out the letters, picked up her pen, and began hastily adding to them, muttering to herself as she wrote, "So tiring! I've never written so many words since I became an adult. Writing is so tiring, I hate writing..."

Bai Chen looked at Ni Yan, who seemed to be rushing to finish his summer homework, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Mudstone".

"Mmm~ Master, Mudrock is busy right now, I'll keep you company later."

"Mudstone".

"Uh-huh?"

Ni Yan paused writing for a moment, then looked up at Bai Chen with an innocent expression.

"The messenger won't take the Kazdel route; he'll only go to the Ursus Tundra."

Bai Chen pointed out the crux of the matter: "You don't need to rush. Your letter should be sent out by a local messenger after it arrives in Chernobog."

"what?!"

Mudstone exclaimed in surprise, then rested her delicate chin on the table with a slightly annoyed expression, "Then, then I've been foolishly writing letters all night long?!"

Bai Chen nodded, acknowledging that her rushing to write the letter was a foolish thing to do.

Froststara's lips also curved slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Ah, that's certainly true."

"what--"

Ni Yan sat up straight on the desk, exclaimed in surprise, and then slammed the heavy object back onto the desk.

This action created a gust of air, causing the letters piled on the table to flutter and drift.

"Ah! The letter is going to be blown away by the wind!"

The adorable Sarkaz girl started running around again, chasing after the letter that was being blown away by the wind.

……

……

It wasn't until night, when the wind and snow were at their heaviest, that the Ursus scouts arrived at Bai Chen's courtyard with their messenger.

The extreme cold caused the breath of the Ursus scouts and messengers to continuously generate white vapor between their mouths and noses. The water vapor they exhaled repeatedly cooled and accumulated, eventually condensing into large chunks of ice at the mouth and nose of their protective masks.

Because the messenger had been traveling on pack animals, he apologized to Bai Chen as soon as he arrived at the courtyard and asked to borrow a fire to keep warm.

Bai Chen agreed and invited them into the house, offering them warm drinks.

"Anton, you're really risking your life for money."

The captain of the disciplinary squad leaned against the fire, took a swig of wine, then inhaled deeply from his tobacco, exhaling billowing smoke.

He glanced at the messenger's hand, still gripping the reins, and shouted to his subordinates, "Go find some cooking oil!"

The messenger also sat down by the fire to warm himself. After the cooking oil was brought over, the captain of the patrol team, with a cigarette in his mouth, used his dagger to cut off the gloves the messenger was using to keep warm. He then rolled the cooking oil over the fire and poured it into the messenger's hands, rubbing it repeatedly.

“‘Ursus swear words,’ you old man, just bear with it.”

The captain of the disciplinary squad took another swig of wine, held the messenger's frozen fingers and slowly pried them open, while continuously pouring vegetable oil on them and rubbing them together.

The messenger, hidden behind a mask, lowered his head, his face contorted and trembling with pain.

Looking at the scene before him, Bai Chen felt that the phrase "money is hard to earn" was applicable no matter where it was in this other world.

The messenger glanced at Bai Chen, then fixed his gaze on the squad leader, enduring the pain as he asked, "Sending a message to the infected guerrillas on the tundra? What were you thinking?"

"Don't ask so many questions! Damn it, before they sent you here, they made it clear that this was a deal that could cost you your head."

After cursing and swearing, the disciplinary team leader added, "A year! Damn it! A whole year and six months! ...I haven't received a single penny!"

The messenger chuckled softly and picked up a glass of wine. "Didn't we give you a chance to make yourselves rich? You can go and rob villages on the tundra."

"With such heavy snow and so cold this year, are you going?"

The captain of the patrol team sneered, "The good spots have all been allocated to people with connections. If I take my men there, we'll only be able to steal snow."

"Alright, everyone."

Bai Chen listened for a while, then smiled at them, "If you want more money, we can discuss it directly."

"This gentleman is straightforward!"

The captain of the disciplinary team raised the bottle and shouted a sentence.

He shook his head towards the outside. "Winter is cold enough. The wind is picking up now. In the windy places on the street, it's at least -37°C. The price we agreed on before wasn't enough! At least... at least half again!"

"Double it."

The messenger said casually, causing the captain of the disciplinary squad to pause, look at him with surprise, and then change his mind and say, "Yes, yes! Double it!"

"Isn't that a bit too much? Double?"

Bai Chen took a sip of wine and said something indifferently.

The messenger merely glanced at him. “Not much. I recognize you… I’ve seen you on television, one of the top ten richest new nobles in Saint-Jun Castle.”

He paused for a moment, then said, "Sir, we'll get involved in your affairs with the old nobles. Paying double the price isn't much."

Finally, I met a guy who was well-informed and knew what he was doing.

Bai Chen raised his glass to the messenger and laughed, "I'll double the amount for you. However, I still need your help with something later. Also, the money of us new nobles isn't so easy to take."

"Yes, sir."

010 The much-anticipated succubus four-piece set: hypnosis, paralysis, and alteration of common sense...

The Ursus picket line, or rather the Ursus people, are known for their bold and unrestrained nature.

After Bai Chen discussed the matter and finalized the price with them, once the money was in his hands, they escorted the messenger into the snowstorm. They would cover the messenger for a while, but the messenger would have to face the rest of the journey alone.

The caravan was soon swallowed up by a vast gray expanse. The snow was so deep that it was almost up to the thighs of the pack animals, visibility had dropped to about five meters or less, and the temperature was incredibly cold.

In this kind of weather, in this magical otherworld, there are still people who dare to walk around.

Froststar stepped out of the warm house, the lingering warmth of her clothes causing a visible white mist to rise in the air, making her look as if she had mastered some earth-shattering martial arts technique.

She glanced up at the weather. "Even we wouldn't travel in this kind of weather."

"If it's just the Yeti Squad and the Shield Guards, you're fine."

Bai Chen walked into the house.

Froststar paused for a moment before saying, "You really trust them that much?"

"Believe it, why wouldn't you?"

He smiled dismissively and said softly:

"At most, I'll just lose some money. Even if they get the code, it's useless to them. They can't report me to those old nobles, because they belong to the old nobles' military faction. If they were to deal with me, a new noble, using my money, they and their families would suffer if the matter were to leak out."

Bai Chen only said that, but in reality, he still took an extra precaution.