Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

But before she could object, Ryuka grabbed Kania's arm, causing the little witch to gasp in surprise, and then waved her hand at Melanie in a dismissive manner.

"Alright, you've paid the admission fee, you can leave now. I still need to teach Kania a lesson first."

Melanie bit her lip; this was not what she wanted.

"What? Are you unhappy?" Ryusha asked, looking at Melanie's sullen expression. "Speaking of which, you seem to have some kind of peculiar fetish for bullying Hetia, don't tell me you do?"

“No, that’s not true!” Melanie said fiercely.

"Why is that? Is it simply because you two don't get along? By the way, what exactly happened between you two?"

Faced with Ryūka's question, Melanie's breath hitched, her mood plummeted, and she said coldly.

"nothing……"

Yeah, now that I think about it, it really wasn't much... Melanie pursed her lips.

Mei is not there, Yongkong, Lin is not there...

Melanie Snowfield, 18 years old, Imperial Military Academy, University Division. Ranked 16th overall in Magic Studies and 8th in Magic Combat.

Although not top-tier, it is said that Miss Snowfield only studied magic for three years.

Although her talent for martial arts was not strong, she persisted in training in both magic and martial arts. She even used magic power instead of martial arts to perform various combat techniques, which made her a shining figure in the magic department.

"Hey Melanie! Did you hear? Your record for wilderness survival last year was broken by a junior from the middle school!"

In the classroom after class, several newly assigned students, still unfamiliar with the personality of this icy beauty, excitedly struck up a conversation with her.

"Is that so?" Melanie brushed a strand of short hair behind her ear, her eyes fixed on taking notes, sorting through her relatively weak magical history notes.

"It's true! I heard that Hetia is only 16 years old and will soon become a full-fledged knight. It's said that she awakened her bloodline battle aura and is called a genius knight!"

Melanie didn't care, but some nosy classmates started gossiping in her ear.

"Ah~ I've heard of her, she's even nicknamed 'Rose Knight,' right? I heard she's very pretty! But she has a bad temper, and apparently a lot of confessions from upperclassmen have turned into nightmares~"

"I heard she's getting very close to 'that person' who just enrolled this year, and it seems like she'll have a bright future ahead of her... Ah... Look, could it be that guy...?"

The sounds around her suddenly subsided. Melanie sensed the atmosphere in the classroom and looked up at the door.

A wisp of fiery red hair drifted by, and the beautiful girl, with a touch of childishness and a hint of aloofness, walked straight up to Melanie under the gaze of the older crowd.

"Melanie Snowfield?"

The girl was dressed in a trainee knight's uniform, which accentuated her curvaceous figure and gave her a heroic air. She had a long sword at her waist and her fiery red hair was tied in a ponytail. Despite being a junior student, she showed no fear.

"What's up?" Melanie looked up at the junior in front of her, thinking, "Is this the Hetia Tartu they were talking about? She's definitely the type whose face screams 'genius'."

"You have received an invitation from an adult. Please meet me on the second floor of the 'Silent Sabbath' restaurant after school tomorrow."

Hetia handed over an exquisite envelope, the emblem on the seal catching Melanie's eye a few more times.

The background pattern of the Ottoman royal family, combined with a unique style never seen before...

Ah, it's that 'mysterious princess' who enrolled in the middle school this year. Apart from being the thirteenth princess in line to the throne, all other information about her seems to be shrouded in mystery, and it's said that she acts in the same way.

"They're recruiting soldiers as soon as they enter the military academy...?" Melanie shook her head as she looked at the envelope Hetia handed her.

"Sorry, I have training tomorrow."

"And the day after tomorrow?"

"We also need to train, the day after tomorrow too."

"Sorry, I have training tomorrow."

"And the day after tomorrow?"

"We also need to train, the day after tomorrow too."

Sensing the tense atmosphere between the two people, one in red and one in blue, the surrounding classmates couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Whatever you want..." Hetia's knuckles turned white as she gripped the envelope, but she eventually restrained herself, dropped the envelope, and left without looking back.

What an arrogant brat! She doesn't even call me "senior," but the fighting spirit she faintly exuded just now... was indeed quite strong.

Melanie opened the envelope, and the neat handwriting inside was full of politeness, quite different from that of a messenger.

"Honestly, my family is related to the Third Prince. When you send this letter, don't you even consider my position..."

But considering the sender's age, Melanie wasn't angry. On the contrary, she thought the legendary princess was quite courageous and magnanimous.

"Does this mean my strength has been acknowledged? Heh~ It does make up for those three hellish years."

A flash of icy blue light appeared at her fingertips, and the letter turned into a shard of ice.

Melanie put away her notebook and headed to the training ground on time to begin today's training.

However, his usual training spot was taken...

It was Hetia Tartu… Crimson battle aura danced as she completed a set of combat moves in the simulated training arena, leaving the clerk recording her scores looking surprised.

Although the targets set up here were mostly long-range targets used by the magic department, and their positions were quite scattered, Hetia's swift movements and the aura she released several meters outwards allowed her to easily break Melanie's record.

Unleashing battle aura... that's a level Melanie can never reach. This red-haired woman is already a full-fledged knight, is she just waiting for the rating assessment?

A provocation? It's the monarch behind her... no, it feels like the will of an individual. She's still just a child.

Melanie shook her head, snorted, and left, which only made the red-haired junior in front of her even more annoyed.

The seeds of conflict were sown, and over the next three years, the two gradually became irreconcilable enemies. Their rivalry only ended when Melanie graduated first in her class, while Hetia took a leave of absence from university to go to Lake Forest…

Looking back now, it was just a fight caused by youthful impetuosity, but it is true that the two chose different sides.

If it weren't for Ryuka's sudden appearance, perhaps their struggle would have escalated from a power struggle within the school into a life-or-death battle...

That's what growing up is all about. After saying goodbye to your student identity, the world only becomes more and more helpless and cruel.

Melanie sighed. Perhaps this wasn't so bad; at least it wouldn't be a matter of life and death. However, she still wanted to see Hetia punished by Ryūsha, to finally vent her pent-up anger.

After all, Melanie didn't know how far a minor noblewoman like herself could go in the struggle for the royal heir. Her previous battles had made her feel that death any day wouldn't be surprising, so she figured she might as well act recklessly when the time was right.

So Melanie had no intention of leaving. Instead, she watched with great interest as Ryusha pinned Kania to the ground and raised her hand to slap her round, upturned buttocks.

*Smack!* A crisp sound echoed in the changing room, and a pale, bloodless handprint immediately appeared on her fair buttocks, quickly turning red. Kania let out a cry of pain mixed with pleasure, but her face was full of provocation and anticipation.

Since Hetia came into his life, Ryuka has focused his abusive methods on the female knights. After all, Hetia's body is relatively strong, and even her most extreme acts don't usually affect her work the next day. However, Kania still has to handle government affairs every day, so Ryuka has always been lenient with her.

Therefore, Kania had long been dissatisfied with this, and had imagined Hetia, who was being tormented by Ryūsha, as herself countless times. Today's actions were also a small form of revenge.

Although she was excited to bully Ryuka, she still preferred being treated harshly and coldly by Ryuka.

To Melanie's astonished and excited gaze, Ryusha grabbed Kania's hair. The girl's head snapped back in pain before she was stomped on the ground, her smooth face crushed and deformed.

"You were having a lot of fun just now, weren't you? You even used dark magic to ambush me. What happened to being an 'ally'? You betrayed me like that. Did you really want to make me angry and get a severe revenge?"

"It's all because of you... You've been bullying Hetia lately~ Hmm~" Kania's eyes were incredibly satisfied, as if she had been looking forward to it for a long time.

“This…” Melanie covered her mouth, letting out a soft gasp of disbelief.

Melanie felt her legs go weak and couldn't help but take two steps back and lean against the wall, making a slight noise.

"Why are you still here? If you don't hurry up and go to the courtyard, your sister will eat all of dinner, and you'll be hungry tonight."

Ryuka pretended to only then notice Melanie's appearance, casting a teasing glance at her.

"Hmph, hmph! Mind your own business. I'm just taking a break. You think I'll just leave because you tell me to? Besides, Vitry is my sister!"

Ryuka asked with great interest, pulling Kania up from the ground and grabbing her by the neck, pulling her close to his body.

Because Kania was taller than Ryusha, she was in a humiliating half-squatting, half-bent position, and her head was tilted back, which perfectly exposed the curves of her body, which were tightly bound by her swimsuit, to Melanie.

"Ha! If you two aren't happy, you can go somewhere else. If you're still unhappy, then let me participate in Hetia's 'punishment,' and I can leave... Hey! What are you doing?!"

As Melanie was stubbornly arguing, Ryuka suddenly ripped open Kania's clothes, grabbed her soft, white breasts in his hands, and squeezed the tender flesh between his fingers into various shapes.

"Ha~ Being looked at like that by Melanie...it's so embarrassing, but also so exciting..."

"Is that so? Then let her look all she wants. She's probably used to it by now."

Kania exhaled hot breath and made a seductive expression, while Ryuka gave her a provocative look, then straightened his waist, his aura as if he wanted to pierce Kania.

“Hmm…” Melanie stared wide-eyed, she hadn’t expected the two of them to actually be in front of her… but the scene made it impossible for Melanie to look away.

"Wait, wait... This is too exciting~ Slow down..."

Kania weakly pushed Ryusha away, but to no avail, and her face turned wild and ugly. The heat and strange smell gradually filled the entire dressing room, making Melanie, who was inside, feel parched.

This is... the real...

Melanie's breathing became heavy, and her legs unconsciously clenched together. She could even feel warm streams flowing slowly down her thighs.

"This is just the beginning! Construction on the hot spring resort is finally complete. The next few days are a holiday, so get ready!"

Ryuu smiled wickedly, and in a blind spot where Melanie couldn't see, a dark purple magical aura appeared on his hand.

The dark magic was copied from Kania. As Kania began learning various spells, her skill tree gradually expanded. Naturally, Ryuka used her accumulated skill points to quickly copy some of Kania's skills.

Although her control over magic wasn't as strong as Kania's, a natural-born witch, Ryuka could still increase Kania's sensitivity by two or three times. Ultimately, Kania's self-recognition only extended to the level of 'the leader among allies,' and Ryuka's replication of her abilities was far inferior to the original.

But two or three times the sensitivity was enough to kill Kania. Ryuka was naturally gifted in this area, and the pleasure that was two or three times stronger instantly overwhelmed Kania's consciousness.

"Eek~~ Ha~ Ha~ Ugh... I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

She suddenly started babbling incoherently, collapsing onto the bench and struggling wildly as if drowning, trying to escape with her hands and feet, but was held tightly by Liuxia.

Melanie looked at Kania's distorted expression, which was indistinguishable between pain and pleasure, fear and ecstasy, with only endless lust emanating from it, deeply infecting the great mage before her.

"No, no, this won't do! My brain's going to break down..."

Time passed... Kania's body convulsed again and again in front of Melanie, and then Melanie watched as Ryūka picked Kania up and held her upside down.

The boy lifted Kania, who was taller than him, into his arms, his strong arms reaching under her legs, exposing everything to Melanie's view.

"How was it, Miss Snowfield? You've been through something like this before, haven't you?"

"Hmph, hmph~ It's nothing special, anyone could do that, right?"

Melanie listened to Ryusha's provocation, her chest heaving as if she were struggling to breathe in thick air, her eyes blinking rapidly and darting left and right.

"Really? So you mean... you've been made to look like this before?"

Seeing Melanie's obvious lie, Ryuka teased her again.

"Huh?! What nonsense are you talking about! It's more like I'm the one who played with her like this!" Melanie said, both ashamed and angry, feeling that she had been underestimated. But Ryusha's words entered her mind, and Kania's body gradually transformed into her own in her eyes, while Kania's nightingale-like moans became her own voice.

This is...outrageous...how could this be possible!

I will never become like that! It must be that Kania is too weak!

"Ha! That's just how men are, always thinking they're so capable..."

Before Melanie could finish speaking, a gush of juice hit her face, like a shower, splashing all over her body...

Chapter 7 'Entrance' (Part 2)

Chapter 7 revised

Melanie was caught off guard.

The humid air, mixed with a sweet, slightly fishy smell, made her consciousness begin to waver.

What exactly caused the situation to turn out this way?

Melanie couldn't sort out her complicated thoughts.

Was it the few glasses of wine I drank too much of in the hot spring, or the humid and stuffy air of the hot spring resort?

Was it Kania's previous gentle persuasion, or her own desire to see Hetia's shameful state?

Is it the monotonous training, the cold personality, and the eccentric emotions that crave stimulation?

It is the dream story she and Liuxia experienced together, and the faint feelings that arose in the boy's heart after he let her go.

Or is it simply a blank slate, gradually being influenced and swept away by the atmosphere and scenery before it?

Melanie couldn't tell the difference.

She simply stuck out her tongue, licked the liquid that had splashed on the corner of her mouth, savored the taste, and became hopelessly immersed in a strange excitement.

As Ryuka's breathing gradually deepened, Kania endured the frenzied stimulation, desperately gathering a sliver of consciousness and concentrating her magic power on her lower abdomen.

A purple-pink magical pattern appeared on her abdomen. The faint light and unique design quickly made Melanie understand what it was.

Suitable for special security magic patterns...

Although Melanie herself hadn't learned it, she had heard of this kind of magic...