Marquis Charles’s main force of over 40,000 troops was stationed in the central area of the Needham Plains. He already knew of the defeat of Mercenary King Gruz and the fall of Saka Fortress.
Marquis Charles had built Kurrus Fortress in the Marcus Plains at a scale comparable to Saka Fortress but with much stronger defenses. Although he had no magicians, he had dozens of elementary magic cannons sponsored by other big aristocrats and his behind-the-scenes financial backer. This kind of elementary magic cannon far surpassed traditional cannons in power and even the magic towers in Olm Fortress.
In the center of Kurrus Fortress, Marquis Charles discussed the war situation with his trusted subordinates. Here, in addition to his subordinate generals, there were also a few Dark Shamans. Marquis Charles examined a map in front of him with a frown. According to the battle at Saka Fortress, Steinbeck Fief’s army had at least 1,000 magic attack troops, exceeding the magic troops under Earl Winissa.
What gave Marquis Charles a headache was that Earl Royle, that pig teammate, didn’t respond to his calls and refused to carry out his dispatch commands. Until now, he had refused to combine his troops and had retreated into Tonister City like a turtle drawing in its head and legs with his army of over 30,000 troops. He remained a spectator in this war, so Marquis Charles didn’t have much manpower. Since entering the Needham Plains, most of his allied aristocrats had either surrendered or fled. Almost no one had fought to the end. Now, he felt like he was facing a dead end.
“Royle, that coward, still wants to conserve his forces! If he sees the situation is not good, he will certainly run away. If I had known that that fellow was like this earlier, I would have swapped his defensive area with Earl Winissa’s.”
“Your Excellency Marquis Charles, we still have a stratagem which ensures success. Those underground monsters! Over 200,000 underground ratmen are our allies. Even if Steinbeck Fief has over 100,000 troops, they can’t attack Kurrus Fortress.”
In the meeting room, the Dark Shaman assured Marquis Charles that everything would go smoothly. As long as he didn’t withdraw his troops, Kurrus Fortress would remain as stable as Mount Tai. Miss Sivia sitting at one side looked as if she wanted to speak but didn’t in the end. She had warned her father to withdraw many times, but they had no choice. Marquis Charles had previously cooperated with Douglas Clan. If they retreated now, they would lose the support of their behind-the-scenes financial backer. Those Dark Shamans were also cooperating with Douglas Clan and come to supervise the battle operations here.
Sivia was a dark magician. Even before the war, she had clearly sensed that Steinbeck Fief’s army had the behind-the-scenes support of a dark force that far exceeded the Dark Shamans here. Compared to the dark force of that side, these Dark Shamans were clowns. Steinbeck Fief had two Ancient Demon Kings as well as several existences that surpassed Ancient Demon Kings. If they were all released and began wantonly killing, not even Adrian Empire would last a week.
“Father, I’m a little tired. I want to go back and rest. I won’t participate in your meeting.”
“Oh!”
Sivia took her leave, her tone filled with a sense of loss. Marquis Charles just responded symbolically; he didn’t particularly care about this daughter, letting her leave the meeting room. After locking her room, she went to her wardrobe, opened it, and undressed herself, changing into her sleepwear. This young, black-haired beauty didn’t notice a man sitting on her bed.
Clyde had already snuck into Kurrus Fortress. Although the Dark Shamans had arranged various dark magic arrays, they had only supplemented his skills. With his attribute camp, Clyde could hide here indefinitely, directly using those Dark Shamans’ magic energies, so he had arrived in this bedroom before Sivia.
Seeing that black-haired young beauty immediately undress herself after coming in as if no one were present, Clyde initially wanted to alert her to his presence, but he stopped. Wasn’t it a waste to not enjoy such a beneficial scene delivered to his doorstep? Moreover, he had already seen her everything before. Along with Adrian Empire’s Princess Alyssa, she had given him a special service, so there was no need to mind this.
While Sivia undressed herself to her undergarments, she suddenly noticed an anomaly. Clyde’s focused gaze had allowed her to notice him. She hastily turned around and saw a man sitting on the bed. She panicked. Covering her chest with her hands, she was about to scream, but Clyde had already planned this all in advance. He instantly hugged her and kissed her little mouth, preventing her from speaking.
“Mas… Master, it’s you…”
“Of course, it’s me, Sivia! Your dress is so bold. It’s similar to Senior Schoolmate Anna’s style.”
“I… I just wore it casually!”
After learning that the man who had hugged and kissed her was Clyde, Sivia finally relaxed. Soon after that, her complex became bright red. Her undergarments resembled Miss Anna’s, her close girlfriend. It was a sexy and revealing in a black, openwork lace design. On those white legs, she wore black grid fishnet stockings, which tempted his touch. It could easily addict people.
“Wore casually? Oh, that’s right! Sivia, sleeping bare is good for your health! You should test it!”
“Master, I… I don’t like to sleep without wearing anything! Like that…”
“No, Sivia! You like it. Look into my eyes and answer honestly.”
“I… I like… I like it…”
Under his wicked gaze, Sivia seemed to be bewitched by spiritual type magic. When she came back to her senses, she felt an unusual cool sensation all over her body. Clyde’s techniques had almost reached the acme of perfection. In a short time, he took advantage of the other party’s daze to completely remove her final pieces of cloth. Sivia wanted to resist, but it was too late. Clyde had already thrown her undergarments far out of her reach on the sofa.
Clyde then hugged Sivia and bullied her as her face turned bright red. Her white legs parted as she straddled this devil’s thigh, holding the other party with her hands. Her plump bosom was pressed onto his chest. Although a shirt separated them, Sivia didn’t dare to act rashly. She could clearly feel that this devil’s speartip, that hard crime tool, was just outside her most sensitive area and could break-in at any time.
“Master, can you let Marquis Charles off? He is being ordered by the Douglas Clan to do this. If he doesn’t occupy the Needham Plains, he will lose their financial support. I… I can do anything!”
“Sivia, it isn’t difficult to help Uncle Marquis. As long as he retreats, everything will be all good.”
“However, those Dark Shamans, the cooperative partners of the Douglas Clan, will not compromise.”
“Eliminate all those who disagree! Then only those who agree will remain. What’s the problem?”
“I… I will listen to Master’s arrangements.”
“Listen to my arrangements… are you sure? Sivia, then I have a small request now. I hope you can fulfill it.”
Clyde unintentionally showed a wicked smile as if he were thinking of something erotic. Sivia inexplicably trembled as she instinctively noticed something unusual. However, since she had made a request of this devil, it was unrealistic for her to not pay the price. Thinking this, Sivia nodded her head. When Clyde told her his request, her face blushed bright red. She immediately lowered her head and didn’t dare to look straight at him. Although she had done that before, the shame would be even greater now.
After a short while, Sivia made a difficult choice and followed Clyde’s request. She kneeled beside the bed, leaned forward, and used her soft bosom to clamp the devil’s fierce beast with her hands pressing her bosom from both sides. That special soft sensation brought a certain devil to heaven. Just squeezing and rubbing was not enough! This white lamb often stuck out her tongue and lowered her head to **, decreasing the internal heat of his ferocious beast.
Not long after, Miss Sivia’s beautiful cheeks had many strange white marks, evidence of the devil’s crime. Sivia was quite shy at first, but later entered a state of arousal. She set aside her shame, and her movements became more and more skilled. Under Clyde’s directions, Sivia, this newcomer, completed many postures only veterans could do, proving that this lady was quite gifted in these aspects.
The only thing that made Clyde somewhat regretful was that her cup size was not big enough. Although bigger than average Lolitas, she couldn’t compare to her close girlfriend Anna. This kind of erotic service could only be given by those with voluptuous figures. For instance, ladies like Anna were better, so Sivia could only be regarded as average. Although she was plump enough and could give him pleasure, she still couldn’t reach the greatest pleasure.
Sivia didn’t know what this Devil Master in front of her was thinking. While comparing her with other beauties, Clyde gently pressed her head down, making her maintain her ** posture. But just when another round of wicked spurting was about to come, heavy footsteps that didn’t resemble a human’s approached outside the door. Sivia was so concentrated on her task that she didn’t notice it. Even though Clyde noticed it, he remained focused on his pleasure. Fortunately, Clyde was not a human; otherwise, he might have been so flustered that his crime tool would have become deflated.
