Everyone on the battlefield fell frighteningly still.The army of the Emperor Alliance seemed to have collectively lost their minds as they stared at the lifeless body of their General lying on the battlefield. Slowly, their heads turned toward the person responsible for his death.It was Ric, the Warlord of the North.He stood silently, his expression cold and unreadable, while the sword in his hand, the very same sword he had taken from Yan earlier, dripped with the blood of General Kaelen.Ric had never believed in empty repentance.Anyone who raised a hand against the innocent had to be prepared to pay the same price. Mercy had its place, but there were some crimes that could never be washed away by words.Besides, he had already promised Yan.He had promised her that he would seek justice for the death of her family, even if the person responsible was the Emperor himself.And Ric was a man who kept his promises.Yan's eyes slowly turned red as she watched him take justice into hi

After gathering all the necessary information, Ric could only sigh helplessly as Morgana swiftly executed the Priestess.Morgana had never been one to spare her enemies. Now that everything had finally come to an end, there was no reason to keep someone alive who would only continue to drag Yan back into the painful memories of her past.Yan stood silently for a moment, her mind filled with anger and resentment. She slowly clenched her fists before taking a deep breath and calming herself.Ric walked toward her and gently took her hands.“Don’t worry. Everyone who participated in your family’s death will be dealt with accordingly.”Morgana also walked over, her expression firm.“We are here for you. Nobody will be safe until everything has been accounted for.”Yan’s eyes brightened when she heard their words of encouragement. The anger in her heart gradually settled, and the temperament of the noblewoman she had once been returned.Her expression quickly became fierce and resolute.“W

Morgana’s crimson armor fell to the floor in heavy pieces, the plates and clasps clattering one after another until she stood before them in nothing but the thin black underlayer that clung to every curve of her body. The fabric stretched tight across the full swell of her breasts, the deep cleavage rising and falling with each steady breath. Her hips were wide, her thighs thick and powerful, the kind of body forged for both battle and the sort of pleasure that left lasting marks.Ric and Yan remained where they were. Yan still sat perched on the edge of the desk, her legs loosely wrapped around Ric’s waist, his cock still half-hard and glistening between them. Neither moved to cover themselves. The glance they exchanged was quick, heated, and filled with silent agreement.Morgana’s eyes never left Ric’s cock. She licked her lips slowly, then stepped forward until the heat of her body reached them.“I’ve waited long enough,” she said, her voice low and rough with want. “Watching the t

After an intense night of pleasure, Ric stood alone on the balcony of the newly constructed building on the Western border.The cotton robe wrapped loosely around his body as the cool morning breeze brushed against his face. From his position, he could see the changes that had taken place across the Western region.The land that had once been plagued by slavery, corruption, and poor governance had been transformed under his rule. The chains had been broken, the slave markets destroyed, and the oppressive systems that had kept the people under the control of nobles and merchants had been dismantled.For the first time in generations, the people of the Western region could finally breathe freely.Ric's eyes remained fixed on the distant horizon as countless memories surfaced in his mind.He could still remember the day he arrived in this world.He had awakened in the body of a weak conscript with nothing but an unfamiliar identity and a cruel fate waiting for him.In his previous life,

“The future of the Legion of Doom.”The words echoed across the balcony as Ric's three wives stared at him.They had never really thought about it.They had been so focused on freeing the Northern and Western Regions from slavery and breaking the Emperor's tyranny that they had barely considered what would happen after victory.Yan paused before lowering the notepad in her hands onto the edge of the table. She slowly crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Ric with a thoughtful expression.“What exactly do you mean by the future?”Ric leaned back against his chair, his eyes sweeping across the three women.“The Legion of Doom was created for war.”His voice was calm, but there was a seriousness behind his words.“But what happens when there is no more war?”Morgana's crimson eyes narrowed.“Then we find another war.”Kathleen immediately rolled her eyes.“That sounds exactly like something you'd say.”Morgana smiled.“Because it's true.”Ric chuckled and shook his head.“No.”Hi