The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

“Raymond, you know I’m a germaphobe and hate being touched by dirty things, so I hope you guys can put on some clothes, otherwise we brothers won’t be able to have fun together.”

Leon frowned slightly. To be honest, although Leon often made suggestive jokes and told all sorts of dirty jokes, he was actually a very conservative guy.

In reality, there are quite a few boys like this. They can always enjoy all kinds of dirty jokes and talk about them naturally and generously, just like an experienced driver. But in reality, they feel shy even when they hold hands with a girl.

Of course, Leon wasn't shy; he simply didn't want to watch Raymond's nude porn. If the two succubus ladies weren't wearing clothes, Leon wouldn't have minded.

"Alright, alright, Leon, when are you going to loosen up a bit?"

Raymond muttered something, and after a short while, he came over and opened the door himself, now wearing a loose-fitting overcoat.

"I'm not like you."

"Leon said arrogantly."

Perhaps for the sake of creating a romantic atmosphere, the lighting in the private room was somewhat dim, but sufficient to ensure normal activities.

Leon walked to the sofa, found a comfortable spot, and sat down. His gaze then fell on the two succubi in the room.

Both succubus ladies had purple hair and black eyes. They had fair skin, slender figures, and delicate faces, and each had a thin little tail behind them.

Their clothes were extremely revealing, with almost half of their breasts exposed, as well as their bellies and genitals. Their lower bodies were even more exposed, with skirts so short they reached just above the thighs, and their most alluring parts were partially visible as the skirts swayed.

As a normal man, Leon couldn't suppress the burning desire within him when he saw such a hot and beautiful succubus in front of him.

It can only be said that succubi truly live up to their name; they are simply born to be seductive, and their looks and figures are simply unparalleled.

However, compared to Helena Rubinstein, who is known for her beauty, the other two are simply too inferior.

At this moment, the two succubi were also sizing up Leon, who had suddenly appeared and disturbed their beautiful moment.

Leon had brilliant blond hair and a handsome, delicate face. Even in a simple shirt, he could not hide the elegant air that he had possessed since childhood, a quality unique to the nobility.

He's so handsome. Maybe it would feel even better if I could do it with him!

The two succubi secretly lusted after Leon's body.

"Yes, the quality is indeed quite good. Raymond, you have good taste."

Leon praised Raymond.

"That's natural."

Raymond answered without hesitation, then squeezed between the two succubi and sat down, immediately pulling both of them into his arms.

"But Leon, you haven't been out drinking for a long time. I heard you've imprisoned that exquisite priestess in the palace."

Raymond chuckled, "You pretend to be indifferent to these sluts at the Red Theatre, but you're actually much more playful than I am. How was that priestess? She's kept you holed up in the palace for so long."

"Well, how should I put it, she's very radiant."

Leon smiled slightly.

It would be extremely awkward for me to tell Raymond that nothing had happened between me and Helena, so I might as well just go along with what he wants.

"Of course she's beautiful. Judging from her youthful appearance, she's probably still a virgin. She's the kind of gem I'd love to see for myself during her first time—"

"Enough, just shut up."

Leon roared.

For some reason, when he mentioned Helena, Leon felt inexplicably angry.

If Leon hadn't always prioritized reason over emotion, he probably would have smashed a bottle over Raymond's head right now.

"Uh... okay, okay, let's not talk about this."

Leon's sudden outburst of anger left Raymond completely bewildered. However, he suddenly remembered what his father had overheard saying to Chad at home earlier that day, and then Raymond suddenly felt like he understood.

"Oh, Leon, it's my fault, brother. I'll punish myself with a drink. I almost forgot that the priest has run away. Don't worry, my father will definitely help you catch her."

Raymond pushed away the two succubi who were clinging to him and offered Leon a toast with a forced smile.

Ok?

Hearing Raymond's words, Leon was secretly delighted. He had originally planned to guide Raymond step by step, but the other party had steered the conversation in this direction on his own.

"Oh? Are you sure Duke Hibbett can bring her back?"

Leon feigned skepticism.

"Of course, my father even hired a master for this. There's nothing in the world that she can't find."

Raymond immediately gave Leon a guarantee.

"A master? What kind of master is so powerful?"

Leon looked curious.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely amazing."

Raymond laughed.

"Is it reliable?"

Leon pressed for an answer.

“Of course it’s reliable!” Raymond put his arm around Leon’s shoulder and chuckled, his breath reeking of alcohol. “Brother Leon, have you ever heard of—the explorer Dora?”

"Huh! What did you say, Dora?"

Leon went straight to Bengbu.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: What's going on here?

One o'clock in the morning.

Reeking of alcohol and looking quite drunk, Leon was sent back to the palace by a carriage dispatched by Hawkeye's men. His face was flushed red from the alcohol, a quarter of his shirt buttons were undone, and there was a hickey on his neck from some pretty girl.

When Leon left the palace today, he told Hawkeye that he was going out for a while.

Although Leon didn't tell Hawkeye where he was going, Hawkeye could guess that Leon was going to the Red Theatre.

So when Hawkeye saw Leon being carried back by the Knights, he wasn't surprised. On the contrary, he thought that this was how Leon should be.

Therefore, it is thanks to the original owner of the body that Leon's useless persona was established so firmly.

Actually, Leon didn't want to drink so much, but Raymond had invited the other two of the four notorious young masters of the capital.

In order to maintain his original character persona, Leon was forced to perform, so he was forced to drink several large glasses of colorful wines whose names he couldn't recognize, but whose prices would scare ordinary people to death.

However, Leon was still sensible. He quietly spat out the wine and remained sober. He had not lost his virginity; he had only been sipped a few times by a few lustful succubi who were after him.

As for Leon, who was completely drunk in everyone's eyes...

The vast majority of these involve an element of performance.

There's no way around it; the higher your position, the more you have to learn to act. Leon wants them to see his useless side.

"Alright, Your Highness is in your care now."

Hawkeye glanced at the maids, gave them a single instruction, and then left.

"Lucy, Anne, it's up to you two to help His Highness get back to his room. By the way, His Highness seems quite heavy, Bella, you should go help him too. Also—His Highness seems to have a serious case of mysophobia, I suggest you help him tidy up first, otherwise if he wakes up the next day and finds himself all dirty, then the three of you will probably be in trouble. Ah—really, in the middle of the night."

The head maid randomly called out the names of three maids from among the neatly arranged maids, then yawned and left.

Lucy and Anne Lyon knew about these three maids.

The two of them would come to wake Leon up on time every morning, and then help him get dressed and wash up until he finished breakfast.

On the day I first traveled through time, the two maids who knocked on the door were Lucy and Anne.

As for the other one named Bella, Leon didn't have any recollection of her.

Soon, the people around him dispersed, leaving only Leon, who was slumped on the floor pretending to be relaxed, and three pretty maids who had been hastily woken up and were only wearing simple nightgowns in the huge living room.

Therefore, Leon wondered whether he should continue to pretend.

After much deliberation, Leon decided to continue the act for a while longer. After all, it would be a bit too much if someone who was staggering one second suddenly became fully alert and able to move freely the next...

"Lucy, you support one arm, and I'll support the other."

Anne looked at the tall Leon in front of her and frowned slightly.

Anne and Lucy are both beautiful members of the Silver Fox clan, and their looks are naturally beyond reproach. In addition, as the name Silver Fox suggests, they are both white-furred and have a fluffy white tail on their backs, typical little fox girls.

Bella, on the other hand, is a normal human. She has long, light chestnut hair, and while her face isn't particularly delicate, her features are quite attractive and the kind that grows on you. In addition, she has a very good figure. As for her looks, she is naturally not as good as the other two little fox girls, but she is still quite pretty.

His body was quickly lifted up by Lucy and Anne's soft shoulders, making it look as if Leon had opened his arms and was embracing a little fox girl on each side.

The unique fragrance of the Silver Fox clan filled Leon's nostrils instantly as the two maids lifted him up. The scent was so pleasant that it was easy to become intoxicated by it, and Leon suddenly felt that he wasn't just pretending and that he was genuinely drunk.

As for why he got drunk, well, it was naturally the gentle embrace of the two maid girls.

With Anne and Lucy pulling him along, Leon's body began to move.

Since Leon was faking his drunkenness, he was deliberately cooperating, so Anne and Lucy easily helped him up the stairs.

"Then I'll go and prepare the hot water for Your Highness."

Seeing that she didn't need any help, Bella headed towards the restroom.

Adjust the hot water?

No way, you three aren't really going to give me a bath, are you?!

That won't do!

Upon hearing this, Leon immediately panicked, feeling that he was about to lose his composure.

"Wait a minute, Bella."

Lucy called out to Bella, who had already gone up to the second floor.

"what happened?"

Bella asked.

“His Highness Leon hates being touched. If we bathe him directly, what if he finds out when he wakes up? Will he…”

Will they just drag us out and execute us?

Lucy didn't say it aloud, but Anne and Bella both understood.

"So the head maid ran off so fast herself, leaving this lousy job to the three of us. Even if we just put His Highness back in his room—"

Bella complained, "If His Highness wakes up in the morning and finds himself filthy, he will definitely hold a grudge."

"Then what do we do?"

Leon could feel Anne's soft, delicate body tremble slightly when she said those words.

Uh, is it really necessary to be so scared?

But that makes sense, considering the original owner was a jerk whose moods were unpredictable, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy.

"Sisters, how about this? I'll help His Highness bathe. If His Highness questions you the next day, it won't have anything to do with you."

After a moment of silence, Bella spoke.

"No, Bella, I don't agree."

Lucy rejected Bella outright.

"Bella, if you do this, Lucy and I will regret it for the rest of our lives."

Anne also declined.

Then don't bother bathing me, just throw me on the bed! Good heavens, my dear ladies, why can't you be a little bolder? That way you can go back to sleep earlier, wouldn't that be better?

Leon was both amused and exasperated.

“Annie, Lucy, it’s okay. My family all died in the war. There’s really nothing left in this world for me to cherish.”

After a moment of silence, Bella slowly spoke.

The moment she said those words, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"And what about Lucy and me? We don't even have a country anymore, and we don't even know if our families are alive or dead..."

Anne gave a bitter laugh.

Yes, the Orcish kingdom was destroyed by Caesar, and now the Orcs' beautiful homeland is nothing but ruins.

"So you two should live even more; you are the last embers of the orc kingdom."