Under Princess Natalieâs command, the attacking Steinbeck Fief gradually obtained an advantage on the city walls. Although there was not much of a difference in troop numbers between the two warring sides. Adelaide Kingdom kept half of its defending troops in Earl Harrisonâs residence. The troops left in the outer city were actually quite scattered, so their combined combat power was far worse than Steinbeck Fiefâs concentrated troops. Midway through the battle, they were already at a disadvantage.
Princess Natalie swung a knightâs sword. After two or three swings, she beheaded the general of Adelaideâs defending troops who had blocked her path. After killing three or four high ranking military officers, the Steinbeck Fiefâs morale was high. Like a hot knife cutting through butter, they gradually pressed towards Earl Harrisonâs palace.
âLord Natalie, a large number of Adelaide Kingdomâs troops have been detected in the front. Our vanguard army was wiped out!â
âThose fellows actually have the courage to fight back. This doesnât conform to Earl Harrisonâs military strategy.â
Princess Natalie frowned; this matter wasnât simple. With her understanding of Earl Harrison, he should have already ordered his troops to seal off the palace and wait for rescue, not take the initiative to dispatch troops. Princess Natalie had fought Earl Harrison before, so she knew the usual practices of that fellow in the battlefield.
âA trifling fiefâs miscellaneous army dares to attack a kingdom. Eh, you are the commander of these miscellaneous mobs. Even a woman can become a commander... A miscellaneous army truly is a miscellaneous army.â
Harman, the eldest son of Earl Harrison, wearing black armor and holding a huge two-handed sword, stalked over and looked at Princess Natalie with disdain. In this rainy night, the visibility was low. He could only see her vague outline and discern that she was a woman. He didnât know her true identity. However, even after being insulted, Princess Natalie confronted him in silence to prevent him from hearing her voice.
Harman swung his huge sword horizontally, wanting to cut this female general into two halves. Princess Natalie blocked by raising her knight sword. Along with ear-piercing collision sounds, the sliding blades released sparks in the night.
âWhat a huge strength, you... are you truly a woman? Damn it, you are actually...â
Princess Natalie took advantage of when Harman was distracted to kick him on the stomach, sending this huge man flying back. Catching himself after several meters, he couldnât help but vomit a mouthful of blood. Now, he looked at Natalie in shock. The strength of this woman was ridiculous. With the sword in her thin hand, she was able to block his two-handed swordâs full powered slash. It seemed she was not a flower vase; he might have made an error in judgment. However, Harman, who regarded face as all-important, refused to admit that Natalie was stronger because it would damage his dignity.
Princess Natalie had originally used a two-handed sword; she had merely switched to ta one-handed sword after following Clyde. Thus, she understood most of the attack patterns of two-handed swords. Herman using a two-handed sword to deal with her was simply seeking death. Striding forward, Natalie launched several follow-up attacks. She held her one-handed sword with her two hands and rushed forward with rapid, unpredictable steps.
Upon seeing that the situation was anything but reassuring, Harman raised his two-handed sword, assuming a blocking posture similar to Natalieâs previously. However, Natalie didnât make the same wide horizontal slash, but rather angled it toward the inside of his guards. Flying after the afterimages of her sword, Harmanâs two-handed sword landed on the ground. Even the black armor he wore had been cut open. Fortunately, he was also wearing an additional set of chainmail; otherwise, that one attack of just now would have directly sent him on his way.
âProtect Lord Harman!â
âSupport Lord Natalie!â
Upon seeing that the situation was bad, the other troops of Adelaide Kingdom hastily rushed over to cover Harman. The soldiers behind Natalie were also not vegetarians. When they saw that the opposition wanted to besiege their commander, they immediately rushed over to assist. Very quickly, both sides entered a chaotic warfare. Taking advantage of the chaos, Harman withdrew from the battle under the cover of his soldiers towards the palace area.
Natalie didnât intend to finish him off. She also retreated a few steps and quietly watched Harmanâs sorry fleeing figure. Just sending the other partyâs two-handed sword flying could already be considered a victory. Harman, after all, was Earl Harrisonâs son. If she killed him like this, Earl Harrison might fly into a rage from shame and lead his army in a fight to the death. Like that, even if they won, they would also have to pay a big price. Steinbeck Fiefâs army was already small, so she didnât wish to be too wasteful here, considering the possibility of their having to fight against reinforcements later.
In Clydeâs exclusive room, Jenny and her assassin team met with Clyde. Fortunately, the room was big enough to accommodate everyone. Princess Halisi, Eldest Miss Sophie, Second Miss Rebecca, and Third Miss Vignia were all shackled to the big bed and couldnât move. They were wearing only those wicked gem undergarments, and their entire bodies were bound by red rope in shameful tortoise-shell binding styles.
This hadnât been Clydeâs orders, but Knight Aike and Knight Ailu had emulated the way they had been bound before. These two knight beauties werenât malicious but knew that it was not easy to struggle free from these bindings, so they directly used this method. Halisi and the othersâ complexions were incomparably red. The gem undergarments they wore were still vibrating. Furthermore, small balls sealed their mouths. To add insult to injury, they were also blindfolded and had had their ears plugged, making them unable to understand their current situation. They could only helplessly wait here.
Other than not wearing collars, their current appearances of tempting others to commit crimes were no different from the situations of Paladin Alicia and the others imprisoned in that mysterious basement by Hal. Jenny looked at the bedâs scenery with some lingering fear. She was also wearing gem undergarments. Once they activated, she might also end up lying on the bed like that.
While Clyde prepared to activate the teleportation magic array that connected to Young Master Halâs mysterious basement, footsteps approached the door. After noting that he didnât have enough time to finish the spell, he stopped activating the teleportation magic array and used his eyes to signal for Jenny to lead her team to hide themselves. Jenny looked at the roomâs ceiling and discovered that the ceiling was not suitable for concealment.
While Jenny was in an awkward predicament, Clyde suddenly reached out. Pulling her little hand, he briefly explained the plan. Her complexion suddenly became bright red. Although that method could be used, it was too shameful. Despite having done so before, doing that in this place was too shameful.
âLord Clyde, can we...â
âJenny, itâs not like I havenât seen you before. Why are you being shy? How about I turn the switch on? At that time, it would be beyond your control. Rest assured. You all can wear your undercloth. I donât want others to completely see my people.â
âDonât, donât turn it on! Master, I was wrong. I will immediately take my clothes off. You all do as I say.â
Jenny vaguely felt that the gem undergarments she was wearing stir, removing any traces of hesitation. In accordance with his wicked commands, she removed the black special skintight night attire of assassins until she was reduced to just wearing the gem undergarments. She then climbed on the big bed and randomly chose to lie next to Princess Halisi.
Upon seeing their familyâs Miss was taking off her clothes, the female assassins under Jenny also acted. They quickly took off their black attires and hide them away. Afterward, only in their undergarments, they dispersed and found places on the carpet to lie down. Since they probably had probably received a tip from Miss Jenny, these beautiful assassinsâ undergarments all belonged to the openwork garter appeal style. They were seriously inconsistent with the reserved and aloof atmosphere of the assassin profession. However, this was good for Clydeâs next plan.
Once the assassins finished, Aike and Ailu changed into black string-type undergarments, the kind that could be removed with a light pull of a knot, with red faces. They made things convenient for a Master to do various kinds of wicked deeds at any time. Afterward, they put on red leather collars with an iron chain attached to each and knelt in front of Clyde. Just after everything was prepared, the person outside knocked on the door. Just a moment ago, that fellow had paced to and fro outside as if he hesitating about whether to look for Clyde.
âWhoâs there? Coming to look for me in the middle of the night, you must have some matter. Speak quickly.â
âSire Clyde, were you asleep? I have an urgent matter to discuss with you.â
âYoung Master Harriet? Come in. The door is already unlocked.â
After obtaining Clydeâs permission, profligate son Harriet, the second son of Earl Harrison, entered the room and immediately closed the door. After entering the room, Harriet saw Clydeâs bedroom separated with a pink translucent gauze curtain. He could see slave girls wearing sexy appealing black undergarments lying everywhere inside. It looked like the big bed was also filled with quite a few maid-servants. Merely, because they were covered by a quilt, he couldnât clearly see their appearances; otherwise, Harriet would have already recognized that the girls lying on the bed were his familyâs three ladies and Princess Halisi.
Jenny had intentionally positioned herself at the outermost position of the big bed, facing her back towards the door. Thus, Young Master Harriet could see only Jennyâs hair. As for Clyde, he sat on a sofa with Aike and Ailu kneeling to his left and right respectively. In addition, their heads bobbed up and down. Looking from the side, it looked like they were in the process of giving Clyde a wicked service.
âYoung Master Harriet, whatâs the matter? As you can see, Iâm busy tonight.â
âSire Clyde, I never expected you to not just be a treasure merchant but also a slave trader. I made an error of judgment before. I truly apologize. I was just wondering something. Do you have any teleportation magic scrolls. I want to purchase a few. All the teleportation magic scrolls here are in my old manâs place.â
âTeleportation magic scrolls? I have some. Wait for me outside in the drawing room.â