I, the yellow-haired noble, hypnotize the beautiful wife from another world

"Don't worry~" She continued with a smile: "It doesn't hurt at all~"

Chapter 4: Puff Maids, Step Out!

Then, the camera turns back to Miss Luvia.

After confirming that she had lost her maid due to carelessness, she turned around and took the carriage back there as quickly as possible.

Don't be fooled by the glamorous appearance of the imperial capital. But the security situation is very bad. After all, this is the capital controlled by the feudal aristocracy in the Middle Ages, so there are countless gangs and criminal activities. Her maid is quite convenient to use. She has been with her for several years and has enough affection for her. So it would be too sad if she was taken away by some evil forces.

Although in reality, it's too late now.

Although in reality her personal maid has been rubbed again and again, rubbed again, rubbed again and rubbed again...but the one who rubbed her was not a dark and evil force, but a sunny and cheerful handsome man. So it should be okay.

In short, when she arrived at the coffee shop and got off the carriage, she walked to the gate with a messy mind. Seeing the sign of the coffee shop hanging, she couldn't help but think: "Did that guy get thrown somewhere else? If so, I can only ask my mother to ask the city guards to find him..."

Just when she was feeling angry and anxious, the door suddenly opened, and the little maid Kulala, who was running quickly, rushed over crying, "Wow, miss~ I almost (felt so good) that I could never see you again~"

Seeing that this guy was fine, Miss Luvia finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her tsundere state: "What a troublesome maid! How could she suddenly disappear?"

"The young lady walked too fast and got directly into the carriage. I was a little slow to react, and ended up being left there by the young lady." Kulala said aggrievedly.

"..." Miss Luvia choked, feeling that it was indeed her own doing, and then said angrily: "Then why didn't you scream?"

Although she couldn't scream because Aslan covered her mouth, the little maid continued to say aggrievedly: "I screamed, but the lady ignored me completely... I had no choice but to go back to the cafe and wait."

Miss Luvia choked again, and felt as if she had vaguely heard Kulala's cry, but she did not seem to pay any attention to her.

He was so busy running away that he left the little maid alone to face the storm of Aslan's super weapons. It was a bit unethical.

But a young lady is a young lady, and of course she would not apologize. Confirming that she was not right, she poked the poor little maid's forehead with her finger without hesitation: "You have even learned to talk back!"

"Wuwuwu, that's not the case, Miss...it's my fault, please forgive me."

"never mind……"

When Luvia calmed down, she realized another thing: "That, is..." When she said this, Miss Luvia's face became a little shy again: "That, that, is..."

"Master Aslan, he has gone away."

"……Oh."

Although she had known this result, Luvia still felt a little disappointed after hearing the result: "...Okay, let's go home...ah...really..."

"Don't be too disappointed, young lady." The little maid immediately stepped forward to comfort him, saying, "You and Master Aslan are both students of the Imperial Capital Royal Academy, so after school starts, you can spend as much time together as you want."

"Yes, that's right!"

After being reminded like this, the eldest lady regained her self-confidence: "Yes, that's right. This time, there was too little time and insufficient preparation, so it turned out like this. From now on, as long as I work harder, prepare well, and put in more effort, Aslan will not be able to escape from my grasp. By that time... hehehehe~"

"Yeah, Miss is great~ She is the most beautiful girl in the world~ There will be no problem between her and Master Aslan~" The maid at the side saw that she was caught in a selfish fantasy. She probably fantasized that Aslan would serve her as her housekeeper, or that Aslan fell in love with her and knelt down in front of her to propose to her, or some other similar fantasy of a Miss.

[But, Miss]

While she was clapping for the young lady and saying how great she was, she was thinking in her heart, "While you were fantasizing about having a sweet love affair with Master Aslan and fantasizing about Master Aslan falling under your charm and becoming your husband, I have already been filled up by Master Aslan and turned into a fresh milk puff~~~"

The little maid felt very happy when she thought that she had finally won over her own eldest daughter in one thing, successfully stole the house, and had sex with the future male owner first. She had the pleasure of being a minotaur eldest daughter.

As she was feeling happy, she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, tense them, hoping that the cream inside wouldn't leak out along her thighs.

Although at this moment, at least three hours had passed since she had enjoyed the favor of Master Aslan, the energetic Emperor Fluid had not dried up yet, but remained in a sticky paste state, warm and cozy, making the little maid Kulala's belly warm and comfortable. She wanted to maintain this state a little longer.

"He will definitely fall for my charm, oh hehe~" When she imagined the happiest part, that is, Aslan looked at her with loving eyes, then knelt on one knee, held her little foot and kissed it, Miss Luvia couldn't help but let out a slightly high-pitched and sharp laugh of "oh~hehe~". She also looked even more presumptuous.

"What an idiot..."

At the same time, on the second floor of the cafe facing the street, Luvia was seen laughing as if she was alone. The dark elf maid beside Aslan made this comment.

Athrun: "But don't you think it's cute? In a sense, it's a true expression of innocence and simplicity."

Eliza: "If the other person is a beautiful girl that you can handle, then of course you can make such an evaluation. If not, then it's not. Relatively speaking, I still think that the half-elf maid is more interesting."

"It is indeed more interesting, but by 'interesting' you mean easier to bully, right?" Aslan said to her half-jokingly, "I have heard that dark elves like to kill other elf subspecies, but compared to killing, dark elves prefer to catch and play with and abuse them. That is not a good habit."

"What? I trained that child for the master. Why do you say that to me, master?" Of course Eliza refused to listen to Aslan's reminder. She rubbed herself into Aslan's arms and acted like a coquettish child.

Chapter 5: The art of expanding your harem!

"Come to think of it~"

Giving her the [Neiyue Sweet Tongue] entry also had some additional benefits, one of which was that she could actually speak clearly while kneeling in front of Aslan and doing oral activities. "The young master has put some thought into this master and servant. Is there any purpose? Or is it just for fun?" Eliza asked.

"Of course, I'm not anyone's spy. I'm just curious."

"Half and half," Aslan answered, laying his hand on Eliza's head.

"It's for fun, but on the other hand, it's also for layout."

"Layout... the eastern frontier? But isn't it said that people over there pursue a pathological balance? The greater the power, the more targets they will encounter?

Besides, we already have the support of Lady Eremeo, so we don't really need the support of that young lady, right?"

"If we are allies, we really don't need the support of that young lady. But if we are enemies, we really need the opposition of that young lady." Aslan said this, making Eliza a little confused: "Wait a minute, let me sort it out - as an enemy, opposition... I understand, it means that the other party should be an independent pioneer knight and go to the East to open up.

On the surface, Miss Luvia and Master Aslan have no connection, and there are even some conflicts between them. But in fact, Miss Luvia is Master Aslan's flannel ball.

As soon as the time comes, the young lady will offer her territory to you. Is that what you mean?"

"Ahahaha~ You are really smart."

"It's not that they are particularly smart, but if you don't have a little more caution with the dark elves, you will die a miserable death." Eliza sighed, "I don't know if my mother is dead. If she is alive, is she doing well or miserable, or has she become a puppet of some ogre?"

"Hey, hey, although I know that there is no family affection between you dark elves, but isn't it too much to say this about your own mother?"

"Master, you don't understand. Among us dark elves, the 00 set that says a woman will turn into an ogre or a similar monster is not a curse, but a blessing."

"Really? I always feel like you're lying."

"Absolutely not. How could I possibly lie to the young master—oh—coming, coming—"

The conversation between Aslan and Eliza came to a temporary end. In recent times, both the combat power and the "combat effectiveness" have been increasing, so the dark elf girl, who has become more and more confident, needs to concentrate on dealing with the billions of elite soldiers who are about to surge in, and has no energy to talk to Aslan anymore.

At the same time, Aslan's mind went blank for a few seconds, and then his thinking ability seemed to improve significantly.

During the brief sage state, he thought further about the plan of diversified investment and secret manipulation that he had come up with after meeting Luvia.

It does sound like a good idea to deal with the horrific balance of the Beast Tide Wasteland by secretly controlling it instead of directly controlling it, but it will definitely face many problems.

The most important and direct question is why Luvia should listen to Aslan.

After all, you are an emperor, and I am an emperor...the rest is omitted.

Even if we take a step back and say that Aslan really tamed Luvia with the help of the super weapon, it does not mean that everything went smoothly.

This might not be a problem when everyone's power was small, but when everyone's power grew to a certain extent, Luvia's civil officials and military officers, as well as interest groups, all appeared.

Why would Aslan give up his power and position? Is he going to sleep with them one by one?

Even if Aslan really slept with them one by one, if he wanted to occupy the Beast Tide Wasteland with a puppet policy, then the puppets couldn't be just Luvia, but the more the better.

Three or five are not too few, but ten or eight are not too many.

Could the interest groups, civil officials and military generals under these puppets really sleep their way through it?

It’s impossible when you think about it.

Even if Aslan is the Emperor Engine, it would be difficult, right? The main reason is that time does not allow it. If that were the case, Aslan would never have to do anything else in his life.

In that case, did Aslan gain the throne and own three thousand beauties in his harem, or did he become a public massage chair for the three thousand beauties in his harem?

"We still need to think about it carefully... But this plan is not impossible. At least part of it is feasible.

As for other deficiencies, we make up for them with our own strength and support from other channels.”

Aslan was thinking this in his heart, at the same time, Eliza also gulped down the Emperor Liquid until she was full, then lay on Aslan's thighs with a somewhat intoxicated expression.

"It's getting late."

The young man held the dark elf maid's delicate body in his arms, then stood up and said, "Let's go home. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, I will listen to you, Master~"

Eliza, who had gone out with Master Aslan and had a day of fun, now felt very satisfied. After returning, she must show off to the maids.

"But they can only show off to the two little ones. The older one must have a gentle smile and said to Master Aslan: 'Welcome back', making Master Aslan feel the so-called 'sense of belonging to home'. It's really true. We are all maids, why does that girl act like a mother? The real mother hasn't even said a word yet. It's really..."

With such an unhappy feeling, Eliza and Aslan's carriage stopped at the gate. Then they saw the "real mother", Yelena, the ice witch with a bad face, standing there, looking at Aslan with a subtle and complicated look.

Eliza couldn't help but shiver at that moment.

But she knew that the Ice Witch had some subtle and yandere feelings towards the child Aslan.

So at this moment, the big boss finally saw Aslan flirting with other girls outside, playing with some blonde tsundere lady and a black-haired maid with bangs, and was unhappy with him, so he was ready to confront him. He wanted to clean up Aslan's harem and make Aslan love only her from now on?

Thinking of this, Eliza shuddered and muttered, "Madam, please don't do that. Your fighting ability is too low. If that really happens, within two days, you will show a happy Ah Hei face and be fucked by the young master to the point of ecstasy."

Aslan knocked Eliza's head gently and said, "Don't talk nonsense." Then he turned around, opened the door and got off the carriage, and walked towards Yelena: "What happened? Yelena?"

"It's like this, come with me." Yelena looked at Aslan with a mixture of joy and worry.

Joy is self-evident, she is always happy whenever she sees her big son. I guess this "worry" is the topic to be discussed next.

Chapter 6 Preliminary Results of the Research on Emperor Fluid

"What happened?"

Aslan's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of anything that might have caused Yelena to show such an expression. But unfortunately, he could hardly think of anything.

"Or is it some world-class event that has nothing to do with me?" Aslan continued to think.

In recent times, he has developed the habit of reading news and intelligence materials.

If a world-class event could develop...

The knight lords in the west of the Golden Eagle Empire have finally decided to elect a king... or emperor to end hundreds of years of chaotic rule in Lothair?

Or maybe the Ilion countries in the south are planning to launch a new round of crusades against the desert people on the other side of the Moon Sea?

Also, the Moon Elves' restorative development of the Old Continent has finally produced some initial results?

……

If we look at the more distant other planes... the demons of Hell didn't seem to say they were going to invade Elam again. The mind flayers in the Underdark didn't awaken the Fallen Empire and throw all the intelligent creatures into breeding farms. And then, there was no news of any demons from outside the realm launching a bombing raid on the Holy Mountain of Heaven.

So what is it?

……

With such doubts, Aslan followed Yelena and walked into her laboratory.

Although he had been here many times before, Aslan was still very impressed.

How shocking it is for a great magician who is close to god level to open up a demi-plane laboratory for himself.

Countless equipment and devices that far exceed the average technological and magical level of the Elan world can be found everywhere here.

The magic production line that can automate and mass-produce the puppet maids in the villa is just the most inconspicuous one among them.

It should be noted that these puppet maids all have the ability to cast spells at the third level, and their speed and strength are equivalent to the combination of a strong orc warrior and an agile elf ranger. The material used to make their bodies is no less durable than steel.

The challenge level of such puppet maids is between 5-7. They can easily defeat a squad of fully armed soldiers. If such puppet maids form an army, then their tacit understanding is no less than any veteran soldier, and their discipline and organization are no less than any elite soldier. Their challenge level will at least double.

However, this kind of puppet who can serve as the backbone of any force can only be responsible for serving tea, cleaning and cooking in Yelena's house.

……

"That device can absorb the magic energy scattered from the outer universe."

"That device is used to divide elements. It can transform the properties of any kind of magic into another."

"That is a magical computer that can calculate one trillion trillion times per second."

"That is a super-powerful magic energy conversion furnace..."

"That is an unactivated legendary golem..."

"Fragments of the divine nature, complete divine tools, concepts and laws extracted from gods, the blood of gods, the eyes of gods, the brains of gods, the kidneys of gods... Is this a biological exhibition of a divine body made by cutting a god into pieces?"

"And that one, is it a specimen of a Balrog? It wasn't here a few days ago..."

Aslan felt a little weird when he looked at the red demon who was at least five meters tall, wearing heavy molten steel armor, holding a flaming whip in his left hand and a beheading sword in his right hand.

Looking at the state of this big red devil, I always have the illusion that this guy will open his eyes in the next second and roar at me...

And if Aslan saw it correctly, this huge Balrog seemed much more graceful than a normal Balrog. Its figure was also more charming. It even gave people a sissy feeling...

If Aslan remembered correctly, the gender of demons was more like Schrodinger's.

They seem to have only one gender for each demon. For example, succubi are all female, and the male counterpart is the incubus. The six-armed snake demon and the nest demon are also female, and the seducer and the balor are all male.