Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

The moment his companion was shocked was the end of the lancer. Ryuka roared and with one hand pulled the lancer off his horse, lance and all. The end of the lance drew an arc in the air like a whip, knocking the two men off their horses.

"Don't even think about escaping!" Liu Xia instantly straightened his lance and hurled it fiercely at the other cavalrymen who had already charged out five or six horse lengths ahead!

The nearly four-meter-long lance, like a giant crossbow bolt, pierced the back of the man at the front, pinning him to the ground in front of his horse like a rag!

The sudden change caught his warhorse off guard, causing it to stumble and fall over its master's corpse. The horses of the others were also startled and reared up.

Monster... Mei Lin didn't have time, Mei didn't think about it...

Those who witnessed this scene turned ashen-faced, their jaws trembling uncontrollably.

They had seen knights radiating dazzling battle aura wreak havoc on the battlefield, but they had never seen a mere boy inflict one death and three injuries in just a few breaths using only physical strength…

Is this even human?

"Idiot! Don't stop!" Bran roared from behind Ryusha. He could tell that the boy was not good at riding horses and that his monstrous strength would be useless if he created some distance.

Despite struggling against Hetia's relentless attacks, Bran was confident in his superior reserves of fighting spirit. He believed that as long as someone broke through, he could hold out until reinforcements arrived.

He was certain that Hetia wouldn't risk being surrounded and fight him to the death.

Although it was a high-stakes gamble that put his own safety at risk, Bran didn't consider himself the kind of coward who would lose the whole game if he was afraid of dying.

If Ryūka goes after the remaining few, their fighting strength will be further reduced, giving Bran and the rest a chance to escape, or even turn the tide.

On the battlefield, the most worrisome people are these kinds of lunatics.

At the back of the group, Luminova was forced into the battle. Although she hadn't figured out the situation yet, Lindsay's intervention dragged her into it as well. Several cavalrymen were attacking her, including a knight and two apprentices.

"Huh?! What happened?! I don't want to kill anyone!" Luminova exclaimed in surprise as she threw a punch. Although she was dressed as a nun, her movements were more like those of a martial artist. However, she seemed to be hesitating. Her previous fierce holy energy had only blocked the attack without causing any real damage.

“Sister Luminova! I already told you they were the masterminds behind our previous attack!” Lindsay seemed to have little fighting ability, hiding behind Luminova and releasing gentle holy magic amplification, while also creating some minor obstacles for the enemy.

"I've already said it! Making baseless accusations without evidence doesn't align with the Goddess's teachings!"

"Is this the time to talk about this?! I don't want to die!"

While Luminova was slacking off, several cavalrymen had already bypassed the area and were heading towards Sochi.

Although Lindsay was speechless at Luminova's brain structure, this wasn't a new phenomenon. Fortunately, a single sentence from the enemy changed the situation...

"Damn it! These two church bitches are so troublesome!" a cavalryman couldn't help but curse during the fight.

"Oh dear," Lindsay suddenly said, her expression turning sour. "You can't say things like that..."

Luminova's expression turned cold in an instant. Her holy energy burst forth like an exploding flame, and she charged into the enemy ranks like a pure white demon. She grabbed the soldier by the neck, lifted him up, and hurled him like a ball at the soldiers trying to break through the enemy lines.

boom!!!

Like a bowling pin being knocked away, dust and flesh scattered in an instant.

"No one is allowed to leave. It seems this place needs a thorough lesson in discipline..."

……

The deafening roar from the rear battlefield reached everyone's ears, and Luminova's demonic presence surpassed the fear brought by Ryusha.

"A paladin? No... a high priest!!!"

"What a joke!!!" Bran's face turned pale in an instant. He thought Luminova's combat strength was not low, but it would not be greater than his own. Now it seemed that even if all of them were combined, they would not be her match.

Because no one had insulted the Vatican before... Lindsay, watching Luminova's outburst from the closest distance, couldn't help but wipe her sweat.

Luminova was not particularly concerned with the struggles between secular forces, adopting a "goddess permits, goddess doesn't care" mentality. However, she would become quite out of control whenever heresy or insults against the papacy were involved.

Seeing this, Ryuka breathed a sigh of relief. This white-haired, large-breasted nun's combat strength was so astonishing; now she could confidently pursue those cavalrymen…

But just as Ryūka turned his horse around, a white light, accompanied by a hurricane, swept past him from behind...

"I already said, nobody's allowed to leave, right?"

Luminova's face suddenly appeared in front of him, her wide eyes and narrowed pupils staring intently at Ryukatsu, a terrifying sense of oppression enveloping Ryukatsu's entire body.

"Hey, Sister Sister...we're on the same side..."

“Is that so…” Luminova turned her head mechanically to look at the fleeing cavalrymen whose backs were now nothing but dust.

"May I borrow this? Please send the bill to the nearest church."

"Bill? What bill?"

Without a word, Luminova snatched one of Ryūsha's two spare horses and mounted it. She gripped the horse's mane tightly and forcefully pulled it up, causing it to neigh and raise its front hooves. Intense holy energy was frantically poured into the horse's body...

"Neigh—Neigh!!!"

The innocent horse neighed, its muscles bulging, its eyes losing their color, and then it exhaled white breath. If it weren't for the pure white holy energy emanating from its body, it would have looked more like a warhorse from hell.

This scene was strikingly similar to the K18 drug, and Ryuka realized at that moment that this horse wouldn't live much longer.

Boom! The start seemed to tear the earth apart. Luminova kicked off her slippers, stood up barefoot in the stirrups, bent slightly, and galloped off like the most elite rider, becoming a shooting star.

"Is...is this really a nun from the Vatican? She looks like an evil..."

"Mr. Ryukatsu! You can't say it! If someone hears us, we're doomed!"

Lindsay's loud reminder startled Ryusha.

Family, let's take a look at Bran who's still here...

Chapter 16 Easy Victory

Luminova caught up with the fleeing cavalry like a whirlwind, while Ryusha finally had a chance to help Hetia, who was locked in a fierce battle with Bran.

"I originally intended to use it to hunt down fleeing cavalry, but now I can only give it to you."

Ryusatsu muttered to himself, grinned, and took a giant crossbow from the bag hanging from the horse's rump.

It was the very weapon that Hetia's stepmother had forged to assassinate Hetia.

Ordinary people cannot cock the crossbow without the help of a winch, but Ryuka simply pulled the crossbow string fully with his hand and took out a bolt to load it.

Unlike the previous steel crossbow bolts, the blacksmiths in Linhu Town did not have such good skills and only made twenty sturdy steel-headed crossbow bolts. In order to prevent the crossbow bolts from being too light and damaging the powerful crossbow arm, they also used lead strips as counterweights.

Although it slightly affects accuracy, the sheer force of the crossbow made bricks fly everywhere. Liu Xia felt that this crossbow was like a powerful slug shotgun, unstoppable at least within a range of fifty meters.

To ensure accurate shooting, Ryusha dismounted and crouched on the ground, holding the giant crossbow firmly against his shoulder, and aimed at Bran.

In the past, when playing Mount & Blade, Ryuka always liked to use the crossbow, which didn't require any special skill points and was incredibly powerful. Now, she's finally getting to use the real thing.

Bang! The crossbow was triggered, and the steel-tipped bolt drew a beautiful arc, easily piercing through Bran's warhorse's armor at a distance of twenty meters. Bran lost his balance and fell to the ground, almost having his head chopped off by Hetia.

"Tsk, it still missed."

In an instant, Ryusha pulled back the crossbow string again, his fingers aching from the pressure. This time, he aimed at another knight who was attacking Sister Lindsay.

Bang! Thanks to the trajectory adjustment last time, Ryūka accurately hit the knight in the back this time, knocking him to the ground. Although there was no notification of [Bow and Crossbow Proficiency +xx], a strong sense of pleasure enveloped Ryūka.

It feels so good to hit something.

"We surrender! We surrender!"

The remaining cavalrymen were ashen-faced. They never dreamed that twenty-odd men would be routed by four men. Lacking any fighting spirit, they quickly made their choice.

"And you, Bran Duke?" Hetia asked contemptuously, pointing her sword at Bran, who lay on the ground, from her horse.

"If I surrender, will I be treated with the etiquette due to nobles? For example, will my family be allowed to ransom me according to imperial law?" Bran asked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Hetia glanced at Ryukyu, and after Ryukyu nodded, she agreed to Bran's terms.

Although Ryuka really wanted to kill him with a sword, reason prevailed over her at this moment.

On the surface, it seems reasonable that Bran would lead his troops into someone else's territory without permission, be captured, and be asked for ransom in a noble conflict.

This would at least delay Lord Duke's judgment, and the princess's faction, who were traveling with Lindsay and Luminova, would also need to find out their whereabouts through Bran.

For the sake of the greater cause, Ryuka had no choice but to endure the pain of "dual cultivation" with Kania for a while. Although it was for the talent needed for the development of the territory, Ryuka still kept this favor in the princess's name, thinking that one day he would make this imperial princess, whom he had not yet met, repay it properly.

Bran and his cavalrymen surrendered one by one. Under Hetia's guidance, Ryūsha drove wedges under the diaphragms of Bran and several others with strong auras. It was said that this could seal auras, and it was also the way prisoners were dealt with on the battlefield.

"Ah~ kid, 'Rose Knight' seems to listen to you quite a bit. What's your relationship, hmm?"

Even after surrendering and being captured, Bran remained as unruly as ever, even joking with Ryukatsu as he was being driven into a wedge.

Ryūsha ignored him; in his eyes, Bran was a dead man sooner or later, just waiting to be used. He gave Hetia a look, signaling her to deal with this foul-mouthed nobleman herself.

*Smack!* Hetia's gauntlet slammed into Bran's face, keeping him quiet for a long time.

On the other side, Luminova returned with several fleeing cavalrymen, but as soon as she got back, the horse she was riding collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and died.

This nun, who at first glance seemed like a fool, was gathering everyone together and forcing them to recite the teachings of the goddess over and over again, such as not to insult clergy and to be grateful and kind, like a kindergarten teacher...

Meanwhile, Lindsay used her holy magic to heal the wounded, treating everyone equally, including civilians who had been injured earlier, those who had been accidentally wounded in the chaotic conflict, and even the cavalrymen who had been shot and injured by Ryūsha.

Although not as beautiful and powerful as Luminova, this somewhat timid girl with glasses better fits the image of a nun in Ryuka's mind. (The last part is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

"Wow, this is amazing! Is this a miracle bestowed by the goddess?"

Ryusha came to Lindsay's side and handed the sweating nun a handkerchief and a water bag.

"Th-thank you, Mr. Ryukatsu..."

Lindsay was startled by his actions, then blushed as she accepted Ryusha's kindness; she had a good impression of the boy. It wasn't just that he looked remarkably like the beautifully carved, gentle angel sculptures in churches, but also that he understood her intentions and considered her feelings even during the battle.

"Th-thank you, Mr. Ryukatsu..."

Lindsay was startled by his actions, then blushed as she accepted Ryusha's kindness; she had a good impression of the boy. It wasn't just that he looked remarkably like the beautifully carved, gentle angel sculptures in churches, but also that he understood her intentions and considered her feelings even during the battle.

After spending so much time with an idiot like Luminova, she finally met a smart person. Thank goodness!

Lindsay wiped the sweat from her forehead and thirstily drank water from her water bag. A trickle of sweet water flowed from the corner of her mouth. The continuous use of holy energy made her cheeks slightly flushed, and her short orange hair had a warm, sunny feel to it.

She wasn't very old, looking only a year or two older than Ryusha. Upon closer inspection, her figure, hidden beneath the loose nun's robes, was quite well-endowed, only two sizes smaller than Luminova's astonishing size. It seems the Vatican's food is quite nourishing.

Ryusha noticed that if you removed those unfashionable glasses, Lindsay was actually quite pretty. Although she couldn't compare to Atina and Luminova, she was about the same as Kania or Hetia before they became witches. It was just that she always seemed timid, which made her somewhat inconspicuous.

She's probably like the kind of character in a novel who's rustic and gloomy but hides a beauty.

She seems like the kind of character who's easy to win over.

Ryuka squinted, trying her best to use the gentle conversation techniques from the galgame to chat with Lindsay, asking about the details of their journey and occasionally probing for information about Luminova.

He glanced at Luminova, who was earnestly lecturing others, out of the corner of his eye, and secretly plotted in his mind.

This white-haired nun with a youthful face and large breasts may seem a bit dull, but the power she unleashes is truly terrifying. Especially considering she's clearly a nun with extreme beliefs, if she discovers that you and Kania possess heretical abilities, things could get very difficult.

If someone like that gets to Linhu Town, I'll have to be careful. Luckily, she's not very bright and seems easy to fool.

"Sister Luminova, I heard she used to work in the Inquisition in the Holy City of Tigana, but as long as it doesn't involve heresy or blasphemy against the Church, she's quite kind..."

Lindsay muttered, but what she really meant was that it was naive and ridiculously silly.

Chapter 17 Unrestrained, Shy, and Unexpected

Luminova finally finished her lecture, even Hetia's arrogant personality was defeated. Satisfied, Luminova returned to her natural self and strode confidently to Rusha and Lindsay.

Sister Lindsay, what are you talking about?

"N-nothing."

"I was watching Sister Lindsay perform her holy magic; the Vatican's healing magic is truly like a miracle."

Ryusha rose and bowed to Luminova, his composed demeanor showing none of the fear one might expect from a heretic rat encountering a papal cat.

"Oh, you're quite the talker! How about joining the Vatican? You have a great image! You'd probably be very popular with the congregation!"

Luminova patted Ryuka's shoulder heavily, clearly pleased with Ryuka's compliment. Her soft breasts bounced under her nun's habit, seemingly emphasizing that there were no bras in this world.

"I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I'm not suited to be a clergyman," Ryuka said with a forced smile, despite the numbness in her shoulders.

When you steal glances at a nun's high breasts and soft hips, you'd better make sure there's no priest staring at your backside...

As a handsome young man, joining the Vatican probably wouldn't be a pleasant experience. But of course, Ryusha wouldn't dare say that in front of Luminova; he simply refrained from looking at the waves of her chest.

It seems like it's time to find an opportunity to make a few corsets. Ryuka's mind wandered, and she finally understood why countless time-traveling predecessors had devoted themselves to making such things in backward times.

Not doing it would be a disservice to all the beautiful older and younger women in this world, and to those breasts that give men their dreams.

While a female knight like Hetia, who trains in battle aura, might not need a bra to prevent sagging, having one would definitely be the icing on the cake and a visual treat.

However, the thought of Kania, who might become obsessed with dressing up in a suggestive way and then draining herself dry, troubled Ryuka.

Fortunately, she's highly offensive and easily satisfied. Otherwise, Liu Xia felt she could take up all of his time by herself, and he could forget about building a harem on his path to male dominance.

But thinking about it, maybe if we make all sorts of props and use them on her for play, that masochistic little witch would get really into it, right?

“Ha—that’s true. There are so many tempting things in this world, it’s hard to give them up so easily…” Luminova sighed deeply at Ryusha’s polite refusal. Although she was just saying it casually, her own words led her to start daydreaming.