Lords go left, Emperors go right

"Maeve, just have a good rest. If I go upstairs, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Your Highness Aosta, do you want to...let us...the three sisters follow you..."

"Mesno, this is not my fault. You guys are dressed so seductively, and I like that kind of..."

"Your Highness Aosta, you can't... don't mess around..."

"Melissa, I have obtained the consent of their old man. Besides, you seem to be quite good. Don't be nervous. Let me take a good look at you."

In the room, the princesses did not regard Aosta as an outsider at all, and did not think that there was anything wrong with letting a man into their boudoir. Their father, Maister XVIII, played a key role. After all kinds of deception and ideological work, the three princesses subconsciously accepted the gentleman prince and recognized his identity as their future fiancé. It was natural for their husband to enter and leave their boudoir at will. It was natural and right, and there was no fear of any criticism if it was spread out.

Based on this understanding, the three beauties dressed as they usually do when they rest, and did not avoid Osta. The gentleman prince discovered that the three sisters all liked to sleep naked. If it weren't for the pure white fox demon Melissa's constant persuasion, the three girls might have been honest with Osta and posed naked in front of him, becoming completely naked and seductive. After being interfered with, Maeve, Mesno and Metaman restrained themselves a little and kept their underwear. Of course, this scene is actually more exciting than being naked. In most cases, the half-naked state is more exciting than the fully naked state.

The designs and shapes of the underwear of these three beauties are almost the same, the only difference is the color. When the sisters made their choice before, they reached a tacit understanding. As a result of choosing together, they all changed into lace hollow styles, matched with silk stockings with suspenders, which perfectly matched with the snow-white beauty of the absolute domain. The only difference that can be used as a basis for distinguishing them is the color. Maeveley chose pink, Mesno chose lavender, and Metaman chose orange. Under Osta's gaze, the three beauties blushed and lay side by side on the big bed. The bed sheet underneath was bright red, which looked full of festive atmosphere. Those who didn't know the truth would think it was a wedding bed. The sense of déjà vu was too strong to ignore.

Metaman and the others closed their beautiful eyes slightly. When they rested, they did not even cover themselves with the quilt, allowing Osta to admire them at will. Their hands were flat, not covering their faces, blocking the peaks in front of them. If the gentleman prince made special requests in some aspects, if there was a special need, these beauties could even personally remove the last bit of fig leaf on their bodies and become naked and attractive. The pure white fox demon Melissa on the side tried to stop them, but unfortunately, the girl's dress was not convincing enough. Not to mention persuading, she might not be able to protect herself, and even herself would be caught. Melissa's underwear was cooler and more attractive than those of the princesses, and it felt more exciting. The underwear of this white fox girl was wrapped with snow-white cloth strips. The bandage style design had a Japanese feel, close to the way a mummy was wrapped, but unlike the mummy's full body wrapping, this one only covered a little.

After Osta took a few steps forward, Melissa blushed, unable to hide her shy expression. This fox girl was too simple and pure compared to her peers, which made her look different and out of place, making people want to bully her. Before the gentleman prince could be cautious, the blushing fox girl fell back on the bed. When she woke up, Osta had already reached the bed and couldn't get out of bed. Melissa had become accustomed to it before, and subconsciously removed her outer armor as she usually did a few nights ago, and accompanied the princesses to rest. Melissa regretted it now, because the other party took the lead and picked up her clothes directly, and then moved to a place farther away from the big bed. This skillful technique, a series of actions, was smooth and seamless. It would be strange if she was not a habitual offender, at least she had a criminal record.

Under Osta's relentless pressure, Melissa could only stay on the bed, not daring to make any rash moves, fearing that the other party would attack her. This white fox lady was not ready for that kind of thing. Moreover, in front of several juniors, in front of Mesno and the others, under the other party's gaze, being done to her by a gentleman prince was extremely embarrassing. Osta was just bluffing this time, and did not really do it. The place was not suitable. It was somewhat inappropriate to do certain things in a room where supernatural events were happening. Who knows if there are a few uninvited guests around her when she is happy, watching in secret.

"Your Highness Osta, please don't... don't be like this. I... I haven't thought it through yet. Besides, they have a lot in common with the orcs..."

"Melissa, I don't discriminate against the beastmen, I don't have any racial prejudice, even if she is a real beast-eared girl, I will still treat her the same..."

"Your Highness Aosta, I...I'd better go to another room to rest. You are here to accompany them tonight, so I don't need you."

"Melissa, I won't allow this. Be obedient and lie down and have a good rest. Otherwise, I will have to use that method to make your legs numb and you won't be able to get out of bed and walk."

"Your Highness Aosta, no...don't do that. I...I will lie down right away. Please don't do anything rash."

"That's right, Melissa. I like obedient babies. When I have fun with the three sisters in the future, I will not forget to bring you along. It's a happy decision."

"Your Highness Aosta, you are too overbearing. How can...Wait, I have no objection, don't...The bandages are so few, and if they break, there will be no replacement."

"Melissa, these bandages are too thick. Listen to me, I have prepared lighter clothes for you."

"Your Highness Osta, I will ask Mesno and the others to help replace her. I won't bother you with the replacement work."

Melissa was no match for Austa, and she couldn't resist at all. As a fox girl, she was teased by him the whole time, and she couldn't take the initiative. She could only let him control her and arrange the next move as he pleased. If there weren't a few princesses present, maybe this simple fox girl would have been executed on the spot by the gentleman prince and completely taken down. Although he couldn't force himself on her for the time being, Austa still took advantage of her. With the help of several princesses and Mesno, Melissa was forced to change her underwear in front of the gentleman emperor and under his gaze. She changed from the original bandages to the same style as the three princesses, lace hollow with suspender silk stockings. There was no way. If she didn't change, maybe Austa would come out and help her change by hand. At that time, it would be even more embarrassing. It would be better to change it herself. In that case, at least she would have a certain degree of autonomy.

In addition to the princesses and White Tiger Lady Melissa, there were more than ten exclusive maids in the bedroom. They were all the personal maids of Princess Mesno and her friends. They were good sisters who had grown up together and had a relationship similar to that of besties. In addition to being maids, they were also designated dowry maids. They would accompany their own princesses in the future. When they got married, their ownership would be transferred to the new owner who married the princess. The city lord Meister XVIII had explained Aosta's identity in advance, and his master had already approved it. The maids did not stop the gentleman prince from breaking into their princess's boudoir. Instead, they cooperated very well and even took the initiative.

By the time Osta looked over, the beauties had already undressed themselves, removing the standard maid-style work clothes, leaving only the ultra-thin underwear half-naked and seductive. The maids' thin inner armor, in terms of style and shape, was influenced by their own princesses, and they chose a similar design, almost all of which were lace hollows, with suspenders and stockings, and in terms of color, they were divided into black and white, slightly different from the princesses.

The maids folded the clothes neatly and placed them beside them, not far away, just to the right in front of them. Then, all of them changed into standard sitting positions, knees down, snow-white and slender legs, close together and clamped, thighs close together and tightened. All of them faced Osta, saluted and greeted the new master, bowing 90 degrees. It was a fait accompli for the other party to marry or get a few princesses. As maids accompanying the dowry, these girls knew their own situation and would actively cooperate and come to greet in advance.

In terms of quality, both in appearance and figure, the princesses' personal maids were not inferior to the beauties that the city lord Mestel XVIII secretly arranged for Aosta to provide special services such as sleeping with the gentleman prince and warming the bed. Aosta, in line with the principle of taking everything, accepted the maids' greetings without dissuading them. After all, it was a buy-one-get-one-free deal that was offered to him voluntarily, and the gentleman prince had no reason to refuse.

"Your Highness Aosta, the princesses have been troubled by nightmares these days and have not been able to rest well. I am afraid that I cannot satisfy you in that aspect and cannot give you a good time. If you don't mind, we can do it for you and temporarily replace the princesses and give you..."

"What a sensible bunch of babies. Just stay in your room and find a place to lie down and have a rest. Tomorrow, pack up your things with your princess and go to my territory. I will make good arrangements."

"Your Highness Aosta, we will obey your orders."

"By the way, you guys didn't have nightmares?"

"Your Highness Aosta, only the princesses have nightmares. I don't know why. When we stayed with them in the bedroom, they just slept a little uncomfortably that night, but didn't have any scary dreams."

"I will find out the specific reasons. You don't have to take this matter to heart."

Osta called the princesses' personal maids and asked them to find a place in the bedroom to lie down and rest. The gentleman prince lay on the sofa on his side. As long as he waited until dawn, he would be fine. There were no accidents in the first half of the night. From the second half of the night, Osta felt that the environment around him became obviously colder. The temperature in the room dropped sharply. There was an inexplicable chill, so cold that he had goose bumps. The ladies might not feel this abnormality, but Osta was the only gentleman in the bedroom, so he felt it particularly clearly. He opened his eyes and looked around. He soon found the source of the chill. The chill came from the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bedroom.

The mirror in the bedroom was not facing the bed, but Osta could see the cold air coming out of the mirror. At that moment, the gentleman prince had an illusion that the mirror was a door connecting two worlds. Mirrors have many special functions in metaphysics. The pure white fox demon Melissa and her apprentice, Princess Metaman, had previously suspected that nightmares were related to the mirror in the room, and had taken many related measures, such as covering the entire floor-length mirror with a red cloth before going to bed. However, it now seems that these measures are useless, and there is still a lot of cold air coming out of the mirror, and the red cloth is completely useless.

Osta looked around. Princess Mesno and the others on the big bed had subtle expressions on their faces. They had already started having nightmares. Chris and the other three special beings had unchanged expressions. They were still sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, meditating, and were not affected at all. These stunning beauties should still be watching in secret, not rushing to act, pretending not to notice. Osta stood up from the sofa where he was lying on his side and looked in the direction of the mirror in the room.

The other beauties in the room, except for Chris and the other three who continued to meditate, seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and did not notice the changes in the bedroom environment. These effects are most likely caused by the evil spirit in the mirror. The effects, applicable objects, and range of the other party are only effective for ladies, not for men. Gentlemen are not affected by the effects at all. Mesno and the others are still single. The three sisters have no boyfriends, so the mirror can act strangely for a week without being discovered. If one of the beauties had a male companion and brought her boyfriend back to spend the night, the abnormality of the mirror would have been exposed long ago and would have been seen through in advance, instead of waiting until Osta arrived to see through it.

"Who is playing tricks there? It's too much. Forget it. It seems there's no way to reason with him."

"If you don't stop, I will open fire!"

After Osta cursed a few times, the mirror still showed no sign of stopping. In anger, Osta grabbed a small stool nearby and threw it in the direction of the mirror. This gentleman prince himself was not a professional, and he had only a vague understanding of Feng Shui metaphysics. He certainly would not use any magic such as Qimen Dunjia, so he simply used the simplest and crudest method, physical exorcism.

The effect of this method was beyond Osta's expectation. The thrown chair hit the mirror and made a dull sound, as if it hit something. The expected sound of the mirror breaking did not appear. After seeing that the method was effective, Osta went all out and took advantage of the situation to grab whatever he could pick up and threw it at the mirror one after another, as if he would not stop until the mirror was broken. In the eyes of the gentleman prince, as long as this mirror was broken, all problems would be solved. Anyway, Princess Mesno and the others would leave tomorrow, so they should take away as much as possible from this bedroom, but forget about the mirror. It was inconvenient to carry, so they might as well just smash it.

Chris and the others were still meditating with their eyes closed, but the three beauties had their beautiful faces slightly raised. They had noticed the changes around them, but they all pretended to be meditating and waited for the situation to change. The gentleman prince's handling method was not professional, but it was effective. At present, it seemed that there was no need for these girls to intervene. Osta could handle it and deal with it on his own.

After a round of smashing things, Osta took out his gun and took out the "Desert Eagle" seized from the core members of the outlaw Carlos. He loaded the gun and pointed it at the mirror. The voice of the old man inside came in time. A little later, the gentleman prince would have fired directly. The power of the gun was definitely several times higher than the previous smashing. With one shot, even if the opponent was not seriously injured, he would be scared away.

"Stop... stop it, stop smashing it, or I'll... how can you be so rude, young man? You have no martial ethics! How can you be so reckless?"

"It turns out that you are the one who is playing tricks on me. You don't sleep at night and come out to disturb people in the middle of the night. You even want to discuss moral issues with me?"

"I...I was just joking, teasing them...Young man, let's talk it over. Can you put down the bench in your hand and the strange iron tool first?"

"Are you kidding? I don't believe you, you old man. Be a good person in your next life!"

"Young man, you really misunderstood. How could I possibly do that to my own descendants..."

"Descendant...you...you are from the royal family of the Meskhetiman Empire...do you really think I am a fool? That empire has disappeared for hundreds of years, and the souls who died should have reincarnated long ago. Why are you still wandering around in this world?"

"Young man, this is a long story. I really am..."

The mirror was not broken, but the mastermind of the trick was found. An old man appeared in front of the mirror. The old man was a ghost. His whole body was looming and looked a little illusory. The ghost was dressed in a gorgeous dragon robe. This kind of dragon robe only worn by the royal family is highly recognizable and easy to confirm. Osta had never seen the style of the dragon robe. He was sure that it was not a dragon robe used exclusively by the royal family members of the Obelisk Empire and the emperor of the empire.

Ghosts are basically immune to physical attacks, except in certain circumstances, such as when they are possessed by a mirror and have a physical body for a short period of time, and can be hit by physical attacks at that time. This old man ghost was originally very energetic, but after being attacked by Osta, he looked quite embarrassed and had to come out of the mirror. The old man claimed to be the ninth emperor of the Meskhetiman Empire, the soul of Meskron IX, and was not on the same level as ordinary ghosts.

At first, Osta was skeptical and doubtful about the old man's identity. The dragon robe cannot prove anything. The emperors of every country in every continent of the human race have dragon robes. The dragon robe cannot be used as an identity certificate. When the Meskhetiman Empire was destroyed, the capital of the empire, Meskhetimu City, was destroyed by war, and the imperial palace was destroyed by the fire. The Meskhetiman Empire's imperial tombs left on the western continent of the human race were also destroyed by the nine kings' coalition. The remains of those emperors should have been crushed to ashes by the coalition when they robbed the tombs. Even if there were souls, they would have been reincarnated after so many years and should not have been left until now. According to the laws of this plane of the alien world, if the body disappears completely, there is a high probability that the soul will be scattered if it does not reincarnate.

Meskron IX was not a good emperor. Among the emperors of the Meskron Empire, half were wise rulers. From Meskron I to VI, they were all virtuous emperors. Starting from Meskron VII, it was no longer good. The emperors who succeeded him were more incompetent than the last, and the empire declined along with it. Previously, in the study, Osta found the chronicle of the emperors of the Meskron Empire from the bookshelf managed by Princess Metaman. The documents recorded the life stories of these emperors in detail. Compared with the documents of other countries in later generations, the records of this batch of ancient books of the country should be more accurate, without being affected by politics and artificially modified or covered up.

At that time, Osta took a quick look at the deeds of the emperors of the late Meskhetiman Empire. They were all incompetent and had no achievements to show off. They did more absurd things than anything else, and gradually destroyed the advantages accumulated by their ancestors. According to the relevant records in classical literature, this Mesklen IX was a tyrant who was greedy for beauty and afraid of death. He was keen on studying the integration of yin and yang, and usually did not care about government affairs at all. It is quite ironic that because he was good at taking yin to replenish yang, Mesklen IX became one of the longer-lived emperors in the royal family of the Meskhetiman Empire, and lived a long life.

Thinking of this, Osta became more alert, suspecting that Mesklen IX was hard to change his nature and wanted to attack the descendants of his family. Princess Mesno and the others did not find that Mesklen IX was doing something, probably because the other party was their ancestor, not other vengeful spirits, so it was difficult to find. As an outsider, Osta was not affected by this and naturally found Mesklen IX. Even if the opponent was just a ghost, you can't let your guard down. Ghosts have no entity and can use possession to attack.

"Meskron IX, the souls of the dead should not linger in the world. It is not the right time for you to be here. You should go and reincarnate. I will keep your presence a secret."

"Young man, you don't have to be so nervous. I can't do anything right now, and I won't do anything. You seem to be the third prince of the Obelisk Empire?"

"Yes, Mesklen IX, you'd better explain why you have disturbed this junior for a week. Otherwise, I think that dust to dust is the best solution."

"Alas, what a sin, Lord Osta, I wanted to send a message in my dream, but I didn't know how to manipulate it, so it turned into a nightmare. In fact, I wanted to let a few girls handle something, but I couldn't send a message in my dream, so I can't explain it clearly."

"Meskron IX, your excuse is a bit far-fetched. If you want to ask for a dream, why don't you find the city lord, Mestel XVIII?"

"Sir Osta, that old guy is not good. He has not completely let go of his obsession. I'm afraid if he knows, he will have some outdated ideas again. Unlike these girls, they have completely let it go."

"Meskron IX, if you want to tell me what you want to hear in your dream, you can tell me. I am their guardian now. Mestel XVIII has entrusted these daughters to me. I will decide whether to tell them based on the situation."

"Well, that's all we can do. Lord Osta, this matter has something to do with your Obelisk Empire. You should be more capable and have more means to handle it than them."

At Osta's insistence, after a moment of silence, Mesklen IX finally revealed a secret that had been hidden for hundreds of years. It turned out that before his death, the emperor had inadvertently left a trick. Among the imperial tombs of the Meskhetiman Empire in the Western Continent of the Human Race, the body of Mesklen IX was in this batch of imperial tombs according to the original order of the throne. At that time, the romantic Mesklen IX felt that the style of the imperial tomb built for him by the empire was too conservative and did not match his own interests. Therefore, this willful emperor simply arranged for his trusted subordinates to secretly build another underground imperial tomb, which was designed by Mesklen IX himself and built in his own favorite style.

After the construction of the underground mausoleum was completed, all the insiders and construction workers were dealt with secretly. Basically, they were silenced, and few people knew about it. After Mesklen IX passed away, his subordinates buried the real body of Mesklen IX in the secret underground mausoleum according to special orders. The subordinate himself replaced Mesklen IX's identity, put on the prepared dragon robe and committed suicide, taking the secret underground. The royal family of the Meskhetiman Empire did not know that the body of one of the emperors had been replaced until the demise of the empire.

Mesklen IX's unconscious willfulness unexpectedly helped a lot when the Meskhetiman Empire fell, so that he was not like other emperors buried in the human race's western continent, who were robbed by the Nine Kings' coalition and dragged out of the broken coffin to be crushed to ashes. His confidants took Mesklen IX's place and endured this unforeseen disaster that happened a hundred years later. The Mesklen IX that Osta saw was really not a disguise. His body was still there, so his soul could naturally stay. According to Mesklen IX, for some unknown reason, the original rule that the deceased must go to the reincarnation channel after death has become invalid, and it has changed from being forced to go there voluntarily. In this plane of the alien world, the gods who are responsible for the soul-collecting and management of the death god and other gods have all mysteriously disappeared. All of them have not appeared at their work posts so far. It is not possible to confirm whether it is a strike or something special has happened.

Mesklen IX originally wanted to continue to live freely in the underground world, but unfortunately, he recently encountered a terrible thing that made him unable to sleep. A descendant of the royal family of the Mesklen Empire, with the help of mysterious people and third-party external forces, actually found the location of the underground imperial tomb where Mesklen IX was buried and began to dig. They planned to dig up the imperial tomb and take away the remains of Mesklen IX. The royal descendants, who should be the descendants of Mesklen XV, dug up the remains of their ancestors. It is said that they did it for the purpose of moving the tomb. They had no good intentions from the beginning. The plan was to transfer the remains of Mesklen IX to the overseas imperial tomb of the Mesklen Empire in the Central Continent, and bury it in the empty imperial tomb originally reserved for Mesklen VII, so as to complete the "Seven Stars Shaking Light" formation that failed that year, and revive the Mesklen Empire through the power of the dragon veins.

Mesklen IX was unwilling to get involved in this meaningless political struggle, so he could only seek help from other descendants of the Meskhtiman Empire's royal family, hoping to stop everything. Because of the wrong method of dreaming, Princess Mesno and the others had nightmares for the past week. Knowing the truth, Osta was embarrassed for a while, and felt delicate. He originally thought that it was immoral for Mestel XVIII to ask outsiders to dig up the ancestral tomb, but he didn't expect that the direct descendants of the Meskhtiman Empire's royal family were more "filial" than the collateral descendants of Mestel XVIII. They have already started to act. While they are still planning, they have already started digging. The digging work has been going on for a week, and they are about to dig to the main tomb of Mestel IX's secret underground imperial tomb.

Mesklen IX had no choice but to seek help from other descendants. The emperor was also very embarrassed. As the owner of the tomb, it was quite embarrassing to ask tomb robbers to dig up his own tomb in a dream. Osta decided to intervene in this matter, not for anything else, but because the Bloomfield area was his territory. As a lord, it was absolutely impossible to move the tomb without the consent of the landlord. Moreover, before the archaeological work of the overseas imperial tombs of the Meskhetiman Empire began, the secret underground imperial tomb of Mesklen IX could be used as a practice.

"I understand, Lord Mesklen. I will find a way to stop it."

"Sir Osta, you'd better hurry up. They are almost digging into the main tomb, which is located under the ancient city of Meskhetim."

"Okay, Master Mesklen, I will explain the situation to Mesno and the others later."

"Mr. Osta, I'm afraid we won't make it in time."

"Sir Mesklen, you can rest assured. That is my territory. Even if they succeed in digging and burying it, they can't do it without my permission."

"I hope so, Lord Osta. I'll leave everything to you."

"It's troublesome. Handing this matter over to an outsider, oh, if I had known earlier, I would not have done this. I would have followed the example of my ancestors and put an end to it all. This would not have happened."

Osta had a secret talk with the soul of Mesklen IX. After the death of this emperor, his soul and body had been separated. However, as a soul, he had an obsession with his original body, so he did not want to be dug out by future generations. In the prehistoric civilization era, the black technology brought by the previous generations of travelers included several methods that could keep corpses immortal for thousands of years. After the demise of the prehistoric civilization, when the travelers in that area left, they did not destroy the information in this regard, and it was mastered by the natives of the other world in this plane. Therefore, many corpses that can be preserved for many years and are still immortal today have appeared, which provides unlimited possibilities for the performance of many taboo rituals and evil arts. The travelers of that year should have promoted cremation, so that there would not be so many historical problems left, and the later travelers, Osta, the younger generation, would come forward to clean up the mess and solve the related aftermath.

It is not even clear whether the other party's excavation of Mesklen IX was a tomb robbery. The descendants of the family dug up the cemetery of their ancestors and said that they were relocating the graves of their ancestors. The reason is fine, but the timing is not justified. After so many years, they only thought of fulfilling their filial piety. It is hard not to suspect that the other party has other purposes. Osta has the ability to directly intervene in this unrealistic fantasy. The dragon vein is in his territory. Even if the last imperial tomb is sealed, the gentleman prince has a way to cut off the dragon vein and directly destroy all the imperial tombs to eliminate this hidden danger physically. Destroying the dragon vein is a matter of losing virtue. Osta has reservations about this and will not take this last step unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Chris, are you guys awake?"

"Lord Osta, you noticed that we were listening to it."

"Yulia, I have slept in the same bed with so many girls, so I should be able to tell whether someone is really asleep or not."

"Lord Osta, the ghost that was talking to you was not lying. It was indeed the ghost of Meskron IX."

"Sophia, the tomb robbers may have succeeded. This is a bit troublesome."

"Lord Osta, just because we can dig it out doesn't mean we can bury it. We can't hide it on your territory."

"That's right, Chris. I'll trouble you to help keep watch so I can finally have a good rest."

"Lord Osta, I wish you a good dream."

Osta said hello and exchanged opinions with Chris and the others around him, and decided to take action the next day. The other party's success in robbing the tomb would not affect the final result. The place to be buried was in the territory of the gentleman prince, the Bloomfield area. Osta was on his own territory and had the home advantage. From the beginning, he had the absolute initiative and could ambush in advance, lay out in advance, and wait for the other party to take the bait.

Volume 3 Extra: Midnight Carnival in a Luxury Villa (Part 2)

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Chapter 60: The Millennium Imperial Tomb Stolen Under the Ancient City (Part 2)

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Chapter 61: Holidays in the Ancient City and the New Political Situation

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The ancient city of Meskhetim in the central area of ​​Mesfeltah Continent (Western Continent of the Human Race), within the borders of the Obelisk Empire. The private residence of the lord of Meskhetim, the XVIIIth Mestel, is located in the Mestel Manor. Osta, the gentleman prince who was invited to visit, was originally planning to return to the Central Continent and his own territory, the Bloomfield area, to deal with some emergencies. However, because all nine princes of the Obelisk Empire royal family had arrived at the thousand-year-old city of Meskhetim, and all the famous nobles in the empire had arrived, Osta had to stay for a few more days before leaving. Queen Margaret III sent someone to inform Osta to stay for two or three more days. The gentleman prince could only respect his mother's decision and treat it as a few more days of vacation time.

One of Osta's beautiful clan leaders, the "Mechanical Angel" Salia, has opened a special high-tech communication channel, through which the Gentleman Prince can remotely contact the relevant managers in his own territory, the capital of the Bloomfield region, and the port city of St. Louis, and conduct remote control. Although Osta did not go back, he had communicated with his subordinates in advance, arranged countermeasures, and strengthened monitoring around the territory. Once a suspicious guy was found, he would immediately control the suspicious person.

At this time, the thousand-year-old city of Meskhetim had become the temporary power center of the Obelisk Empire, with the imperial family and nobles gathered. On the first day, Emperor Augustus VIII and Queen Margaret III held a banquet together to summon the nine princes. From the second day on, they each took care of their own business. Emperor Augustus VIII summoned the eldest prince Osed alone, and held a state banquet in the name of the emperor, which was not a formal state banquet. He invited nobles and important officials in the empire to attend, which was a political activity to summon the forces of the party. Queen Margaret III held a night tea party in the name of the queen, and also invited nobles and ministers in the empire to attend. It was not a formal state banquet. A formal state banquet should be held in the name of the empire.

Osta has moved from Mestre Manor to a new place. The previous place has the imperial mausoleum of Meskron IX underground. It feels a bit strange to be on the grave of someone else's ancestors, and it is not convenient to do that kind of thing. The gentleman prince had to change his temporary residence this time, and changed to Lockheed Manor. This luxurious villa area also has a complicated origin and a deep background. The owner of Lockheed Manor is one of the traditional families of the Obelisk Empire, the Lockheed family's industry. This big family has a strong foundation. It spent a high price and a huge amount of money to buy a luxury house located in the prime location of the city in the thousand-year-old city of Meskhetim, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

There was no relationship between the Osta and Lockheed families originally. The two sides had no intersection before. In the Obelisk Empire, the third prince Osta was the core figure of the Queen's faction, which was recognized. The Lockheed family has always supported the second prince Oster, the veritable second prince faction, and the two camps are different. The Lockheed family is a large family that started with arms. The ancestors were good at smelting and casting technology. It is rumored that the original head of the family used some dishonorable means through special channels to steal technology from foreign races, and specially learned from dwarf craftsmen. After a little modification, it became a family craft. With this, he made a fortune. After years of development, he became one of the famous large families in the Obelisk Empire. The armor and weapons forged by the Lockheed family, the actual combat effect of the armor, have already reached the level of senior craftsmen of the dwarf race. Among the blacksmiths in the entire human Western Continent, they are ranked among the top, so naturally they can quickly become rich.

After the Lockheed family became rich, they quickly hooked up with the high-level management of the empire. For a long time, they have been one of the major financial sponsors of the imperial military, sponsoring a lot of real money. Before the current emperor of the empire, Augustus VIII, ascended the throne, the imperial military had close ties with the Lockheed family. The emperor had no way to change this situation and could only acquiesce to the existence of this relationship. In the competition for the succession to the throne of the Obelisk Empire, the direct members of the royal family, and the nine imperial princes fought for the right of succession. The Lockheed family publicly supported the choice of the imperial military and firmly supported the second prince Oster. It can be said that they are a hardcore veteran of the opposing camp.

"Ms. Luo Xina, nice to meet you. I didn't expect to receive your invitation."

"Your Highness Aosta, you can just call me by my name. You don't have to be so polite. We have met before and we are acquaintances now. There is no need to be so distant."

"Luo Xina, if you get too close to me, if the news gets out, it might not be good for my brother..."

"Your Highness, Prince Oster is engaged to my sister. It has nothing to do with him. You can't interfere in the affairs of your sister-in-law!"

"Luo Xina, is it your personal idea or your family's idea that you invited me here this time?"

"Your Highness, both are available. Let's go in first and talk in detail. There are too many people outside to discuss certain things."

"That's true, Roshina, do you mind if I bring some girls along?"

"Your Highness, of course I don't mind. The family has completely handed over this villa to me for management. It is their private residence. I have the final say on receiving guests."

When Osta came to Lockheed Manor, he did not come alone, but brought along the beauties he had harvested at Mestre Manor. The owner of the manor, the eldest daughter of the Lockheed family, the second daughter, Roshina, came out in person to greet the gentleman prince. As for the fact that the other party brought a girl here, Roshina had no objection, but was a little happy. The eldest daughter had other purposes. The third prince Osta was greedy for beauty, which was a good thing. If the other party was a gentleman, Roshina would feel embarrassed, and many things would be difficult to discuss.

Osta could see some of Luo Xina's little thoughts, but he saw through them but didn't point them out. Some things would be meaningless if they were exposed in person. This young lady, with both appearance and figure, was first-class, above the average level of human beauties, and was no less beautiful than the girls brought by the gentleman prince. Luo Xina was tall, estimated to be about 173CM tall, the same height as Osta, and met the basic registration requirements for participating in the supermodel competition. This daughter was a silver-haired beauty who suited Osta's taste very well, with smooth silver-gray shawl hair, a standard long straight hairstyle, and her hair naturally scattered behind her, the length reaching to the slender waist behind her. She had an almost flawless beautiful face, delicate features, and a pair of dark silver eyes, which sparkled with a smart light and charming eyes.

After entering Lockheed Manor, Roshina deliberately took off her coat and untied the pure black windbreaker she was wearing. Her graceful figure, curvy body outline, and charming curves were instantly displayed in front of Aosta, and the gentleman prince was amazed. Roshina undoubtedly had a figure close to the golden ratio, with long white legs. The highest peak area in front of her should not be underestimated. The size was about F, and this size of peaks had already crushed most of the beauties brought by Aosta and accompanied the gentleman prince.

Luo Xina has a unique taste in dressing. Except for her shoulders, her shoulders, the upper part of her breasts, and some areas in the northern hemisphere, she wears a special pure black bodysuit. This is an enhanced version of bodysuit, covering most of the body. It is made of ultra-thin black gauze, which is extremely transparent and almost completely transparent. You can see all the beautiful scenery inside from the outside, and all the secrets are exposed. Many times, this kind of vague, half-naked posture is often several levels higher in terms of temptation than the naked full-naked posture. The young lady still has something to wear inside, not completely empty. She chose a set of more classic pure black thin underwear, because it is too big. Even if it is a normal design without patterns, it makes people feel particularly astringent, especially the peak on the top, as if it may burst at any time.

"Luo Xina, you are... I can't believe you have good taste in dressing. It's just that it's a little inappropriate with the king still here!"

"Your Highness, you should be free to wear whatever you want in your own mansion. Besides, I just feel a little hot, so there's nothing wrong with taking off my coat."

"Luo Xina, I am not a gentleman. When I see a charming girl, I might... you know..."

"Your Highness, I don't mind that kind of thing. Don't get me wrong, I'm single and I never gave my admirers any chance."

"Luo Xina, your family supports my royal brother. If I follow you... then I will have to stand on my royal brother's side."

"Your Highness, the matter between Prince Oster and my sister has nothing to do with me! I just thought that if Jiali made the wrong choice, it wouldn't be a bad thing to have an extra way out!"

"Luo Xina, this king does not want to get involved in political struggles, and will not support or stand on the side of any family. Of course, if you are my woman, your safety in this life will be absolutely guaranteed."