The tyrant's agonized moans still echoed between the partially collapsed stone pillars of the palace hall. A dim glow of dark magic bathed the ruins, blanketing the space in an oppressive atmosphere. Every passing second felt like an eternal torment burning an unforgiven soul.Ten minutes passed in excruciating physical and mental agony. King Barbor clawed relentlessly at the shattered marble floor until his nails broke and peeled away, wailing over every atrocity he had committed in his lifetime.Thirty minutes after the deadly torture began, the turbulent dark magic enveloping the king's body finally began to subside.King Barbor stopped moving entirely. He died a horrific death in a pool of his own blood, his bloodshot eyes bulging and his tongue protruding grotesquely.A chilling silence immediately crept in, filling every corner of the now-devastated main hall of the Barbor Kingdom's palace.The three former princesses slowly broke their sisterly embrace. They stood in silence am

Calithra's question hung in the air, leaving a lingering silence in the hall. Sanyuela remained quiet, shooting her two older sisters a look laced with hesitation and faint anxiety.Niyila offered a casual shrug, though a profound exhaustion lingered in her eyes."I don't know. I'm too broken to look for a partner, let alone start a family.""Niyila..."Tears suddenly welled in Ichiya's eyes. The corners flushed red as she fought back a suffocating wave of emotion.Niyila forced a faint smile onto her pale face."There's no need to pity me. I accepted my fate long before we carried out our revenge."Despite Niyila's nonchalant tone, Ichiya and Sanyuela couldn't hold back their sorrow. Soft sobs escaped them, and warm tears streamed down the sisters' cheeks.Niyila let out a long sigh, her gaze softening as she turned to Ichiya."You're the same, aren't you? I know you've been taking medicine to prevent pregnancy. After ten years on those suppressants, it's going to be nearly impossibl

Exactly one day after the meeting in the former Barbor Kingdom's palace hall, the declaration of a newly formed empire echoed across the territories of Stromveil and Purnama.The Purnama Kingdom was the new identity for the land once known as Barbor. Led by Sanyuela as its new queen, the ruined nation was carefully stitched back together with the full support of her two older sisters.Their first move was sharp, cold, and merciless: purging the lingering thorns of the old regime. Nobles of the former Barbor Kingdom suspected of treason were wiped out overnight.At least fifty noble households were eradicated without a trace, leaving only seven trusted families appointed as aides within the new government.The vanguard of this bloody revolution operated flawlessly. The elite elven forces under Calithra's command moved like shadows in the night, executing every objective with deadly speed and precision.In a mere matter of days, the Purnama Kingdom achieved a solid foundation of stabili

"Then get to it right away!" Krai ordered."With pleasure~," Shizuku whispered enticingly.The long night wore on in the room lit dimly by wall sconces. Shizuku wasted no time. Her slender fingers quickly stripped away what remained of any obstacles before her warm lips welcomed Krai's warmth without hesitation.The red-haired maid's skill had grown by leaps and bounds. Every movement of her lips and tongue worked in a deliberate rhythm, applying perfect pressure. Krai leaned his head back against the pillow, surrendering himself to the intense rush of pleasure she provided."Incredible... your skill just keeps getting better," Krai praised softly, looking down.Shizuku didn't answer with words; her focus remained entirely on the task at hand. Only the playful glint in her eyes served as her response to the compliment.Throughout the rest of the night, Shizuku continued to use her mouth to serve her master's needs. Exhaustion seemed to evaporate from the dedicated maid's body.There w

Over the next three days, the kingdoms surrounding the Stromveil Empire began stirring beneath the surface. An invisible political tension hung thick along the borders.Neighboring rulers racked their brains to formulate strategies, scheming over what kind of relationship would yield the greatest advantage when dealing with this new superpower that had suddenly risen beside them.Most still had no clue who the Stromveil Empire’s founder truly was, let alone the terrifying might of the transcendent beings standing behind him.Even so, after witnessing the instantaneous, total annihilation of the Barbor Kingdom, the surrounding nobles and monarchs had swiftly reached an absolute conclusion: there was an unseen monster in Stromveil that must never be provoked.One by one, the neighboring realms began dispatching envoys and official delegations to establish diplomatic ties with the Stromveil Empire, a sweet diplomatic overture flaunted out in the open to maintain a facade of peace.Behind