The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

She swallowed unconsciously, her steps moving uncontrollably, step by step, towards the throne that exuded a forbidden allure. When Pella finally reached the throne, a satisfied smile appeared on Lonin's face.

Without the slightest hesitation, he reached out and pulled up the still somewhat bewildered Pella.

"Ah!" Pera exclaimed softly, losing her balance and falling directly into a warm and firm embrace.

“Ming… Brother Luo Ning… No… No.” Pera struggled symbolically, but her voice was soft and weak, without any power or authority, and instead sounded more like an invitation that was both reluctant and welcoming.

On the other hand, Bronya did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction with Pera's joining.

"Pera's sister, Brunia, breathed sweetly in Pera's ear, "Relax. Let's take good care of little brother Brunia together."

The throne room was filled with the vibrant colors of spring.

At this moment, Luo Ning felt an unprecedented surge of power coursing through his body.

Surrounded by beauties on both sides, enjoying the bliss of having multiple wives, this feeling was simply too wonderful! He no longer had any scruples, nor did he suppress his inner desires.

With one hand he held Bronya’s stunning breasts, feeling their exquisite flesh and elasticity, while with the other hand he kneaded Pera’s equally powerful breasts, arousing waves of suppressed pleasure in her.

"Luoning, you're so mean."

Pera's glasses were nowhere to be seen, and her usual quiet and intellectual demeanor had vanished, leaving only her most primal, feminine charm and indulgence.

Bronya had long since abandoned all her pride and dignity.

Sweat soaked her silver hair, clinging to her face and neck, making her look even more alluring. This "three-way battle" taking place on the throne, symbolizing the highest power of Belloborg, was fierce and protracted.

Luo Ning seemed to have inexhaustible energy; the "power of abundance" within him surged forth continuously, allowing him to send the two older sisters to the heights of happiness time and time again.

Bronya and Pera, two women who were usually glamorous and respected in public... while his two older sisters beneath him were already completely defeated.

Her long eyelashes were still adorned with glistening tears, and her chest heaved violently; she was clearly not yet fully recovered from the intense pleasure she had just experienced.

Pera's situation was even more "tragic".

She practically slid off the throne, her head limply against the cold floor, her signature glasses hanging crookedly on her head, the lenses fogged with a warm, misty vapor.

Her eyes rolled back, her small mouth was slightly open, and she seemed to be unconsciously murmuring something.

The throne that once belonged to the Great Guardian was no longer solemn and majestic; instead, it was filled with a rich, intoxicating, and unique aroma.

Luo Ning looked down at the two stunning beauties he had completely conquered, and a sense of unprecedented satisfaction and accomplishment welled up in his heart.

He knew that from this moment on, Belloberg's two core women had completely fallen into his "gentle embrace," and his path of conquest had only just begun.

"The Landau sisters... Hilva and Linco..." A confident smile curled at the corner of Lonin's lips. "You will soon be mine too."

He reached out and gently brushed Bronya's sweaty forehead, then pinched Pera's firm, round buttocks, his heart burning with desire.

Chapter 158 Silva's Curiosity

The chill of the throne room seemed unable to dispel the lingering warmth and weariness in the air.

After the ultimate pleasure and release, Lonning, Bronya, and Pera all fell into a deep sleep, lying sprawled haphazardly around the throne that symbolized the supreme power of Beloberg.

Fortunately, before Pera completely lost her mind, her active alternate personality inexplicably reminded her to lock the heavy doors of the hall from the inside.

In addition, Bronya had previously given a clear order that no one was allowed to disturb them, so even late at night, not a single maid dared to step into this forbidden area that had been tainted by desire.

The next morning, the first rays of dawn struggled to dispel the gloom in the hall through the tall, stained-glass windows of Cripper Castle. Bronya was the first to wake.

Su Xue's headache and the soreness from overuse caused her to let out a barely audible groan.

She slowly opened her heavy eyelids, and what came into view was the familiar curved ceiling of the throne room, and... a scene of utter chaos.

Clothes scattered on the ground, a peculiar smell lingering in the air, and a warm, unfamiliar touch against my skin.

"Hooray!"

Memories flooded back into her mind like a tidal wave, and Bronya's cheeks instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

She sat up abruptly, but the sudden movement pulled on a part of her body, causing her to gasp.

She saw Pera sleeping peacefully beside her with a contented look on her face, and... sandwiched between the two of them, sleeping soundly with a glistening tear on her lips.

"Ah..." Bronya instinctively covered her mouth, overwhelmed by a wave of shame.

She, the heir to the High Guardian of Belloborg, the commander of the Silver Forbidden Guard, actually... actually did that thing with her subordinates, on such a sacred throne, to an eight-year-old boy...!

This is simply... simply unforgivable indulgence and depravity! Bronya's movements startled Pera.

Pera groggily opened her eyes, noticing Bronya standing almost inches away, and was still a little dazed: "Lady Bronya... good morning." However, when her gaze also fell on her disheveled clothes, Bronya's, and Lonning's between them, Pera's quick thinking...

Ming's head went blank with a "boom," completely collapsing.

Yesterday's crazy scenes replayed rapidly in my mind like a movie.

"Ahhh!" Pera let out a short scream, then followed Bronya's example and covered her mouth tightly, her cheeks turning so red they looked like they could bleed, and her snow-white neck and earlobes were also tinged with an alluring pink.

Two women, usually dignified and composed, now looked at each other, each seeing in the other's eyes an extreme difference and a hint of something more.

.

Guilty.

They frantically searched for their clothes and hurriedly began to dress, their movements clumsy due to the aches and pains in their bodies. No one dared to speak first, much less look at the still-sleeping "culprit."

An awkward silence filled the air.

After finally managing to tidy herself up a bit, Bronya cleared her slightly hoarse voice and tried to make it sound calmer. "Pera... let's... go out first."

"Um...um! Yes, Lady Bronya!" Pera nodded repeatedly like a startled little rabbit.

The two practically fled the main seating area. Reaching the entrance to the Heavenly Hall, Bronya took a deep breath and unlocked the door.

Outside the door, a maid who had been waiting for some time bowed upon seeing the two emerge: "Lady Bronya, Lady Pella, breakfast is ready."

“Hmm.” Bronya nodded, feigning composure, and walked out first. Pera followed closely behind, head down, afraid of arousing suspicion.

Not long after they left, Luo Ning slowly woke up.

He stretched, feeling refreshed and invigorated, as if the "power of abundance" within him had become more active. Looking at the empty main hall, he smacked his lips, seemingly still wanting more.

The simple breakfast proceeded in an eerie silence. Bronya and Pera couldn't eat, occasionally stealing glances at Luo Ning, who was enjoying her meal, before quickly looking away, their cheeks flushing again.

Luo Ning's innocent and harmless appearance contrasted sharply with the "little monster" who was unrestrained and energetic last night, leaving the two older sisters with mixed feelings.

After breakfast, Bronya and Pera each left hastily, citing official business as the reason, as if staying even a second longer would remind them of the absurdity of the previous night.

Lonin was arranged to rest in a luxury room inside Fort Kripper.

At the same time, a beautiful figure appeared at the entrance to the throne room. It was Silva Landau.

She was dressed in a smart yet sexy technician's uniform, holding a data tablet in her hand, her expression thoughtful.

"Where did that girl, Bronya, go? We were supposed to discuss the energy transformation plan for the lower district today. Where did she go?" Shiluwa straightened her brows slightly as she scanned the empty hall with her own light.

She walked straight to the throne, the center of Beloborg's power, where the High Warden usually handled important matters. However, as she approached the throne, her keen eyes caught something unusual.

On the cold, hard stone surface of the throne and its armrests, there remained some... translucent, semi-dried traces of liquid. In some places, it even appeared milky white and solidified.

A faint, peculiar, sweet-smelling odor seemed to linger in the air. Hiluva's brow furrowed even more.

Who is she? She is the eldest sister of the Landau family, the top mechanic and researcher in the Belloberg family, and has an extraordinary sensitivity to the composition and properties of various substances.

"What's going on... " Hilva muttered with some dissatisfaction, "This Bronya, since becoming the successor to the High Guardian, has become more and more outrageous. This seat... when Cocolia was here, it wouldn't be this dirty."

She thought of her late best friend Cocolia, a woman who, though decisive in her actions, possessed an almost obsessive fastidiousness in certain aspects. "At least in terms of cleanliness, Bronya is still far behind her mother." Hilva shook her head, her opinion of Bronya dropping even further.

Driven by a scientist's instinct, or perhaps simply out of curiosity, Silva bent down and carefully examined the remaining liquid.

She extended a tactical-gloved finger, lightly touched it to the sticky substance, and sniffed it. "Hmm?"

A strange, indescribable smell entered her nostrils.

The scent initially carried a faint fishy odor, but upon closer inspection, it was mixed with a strange, alluring sweet fragrance. These two seemingly contradictory scents, far from causing nausea, instead... stirred a strange restlessness within her. Hiluva's body stiffened slightly.

She felt her heart skip a beat, and a strange heat rose in her lower abdomen.

"What is this?" A hint of confusion and surprise flashed in her azure eyes. This feeling was too strange.

It was as if some deep-seated instinct had been awakened, causing her to feel a kind of craving for this sticky, slightly fishy-sweet liquid.

absurd!

Hiluva shook her head, trying to banish the illogical thought.

But that scent, like the most potent lure, constantly stimulated her olfactory nerves, making her mouth dry.

Her gaze fell upon the liquid, and, as if by some strange impulse, a bold idea popped into her head: Try it… and perhaps she'll find out what it really is.

Just as Hiluva's tongue was about to touch the residue on her fingers, a soft footstep came from not far away. "Lady Hiluva?" A maid who was in charge of cleaning looked at her with some surprise as she carried a basin of water and a rag.

Like a cat whose tail had been jolted, Hilva abruptly sat up, quickly putting her hands behind her back, a slightly awkward expression on her face: "Ahem...it's nothing, I was just checking the material of this throne."

The maid looked at her with some confusion, then at the hostess, but dared not ask any further questions. She simply said respectfully, "Bronya has been here for some time. She will come to clean this place after she leaves."

“Oh, really?” Hiluva’s heart skipped a beat. “Bronya… she was here all night?”

“Yes, Lady Silva,” the maid replied. “The guards on night watch said that Lady Bronya and her brother, Lonin, talked for a long time in the main hall last night, and didn’t go to bed until very late.”

“Luoning’s younger brother?” A glint of light flashed in Xiluwa’s eyes.

That little boy who's recently become famous in Belleburg? That mysterious figure who's said to be able to make all women fall for him?

She had initially dismissed it as mere gossip and hadn't paid much attention. But now, considering the suspicious marks on the throne and the maid's words...

A bold guess formed in Silva's mind. Could it be... that these liquids... are related to that Ronin?

And Bronya... that usually serious and unsmiling girl, was actually with a little boy...

Hiluva's heart began to race uncontrollably.

She developed an unprecedentedly strong interest in Luo Ning, whom she had never met, and the secrets that might exist within him.

"Alright, you can go and attend to other things now. You don't need to clean here for the time being," Hiluva said calmly to the maid. "Yes, Lady Hiluva," the maid replied, though puzzled, she obeyed and withdrew.

Once the maid had gone far away, Hiluva immediately took out a small, sealed sampling tube and a scraper from her toolbox.

She carefully scraped and collected the remaining liquid from the throne, her movements professional and meticulous, as if she were handling some precious experimental material.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what this thing is that can make even that brat Bronya lose control." Silva carefully put away the sampling tube containing the liquid, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

She had a premonition that she might have discovered a remarkable "research topic." And the little boy named Luo Ning had successfully caught her attention.

"Luoning." She murmured the name, her eyes gleaming with inquiry and a hint of anticipation that she herself was unaware of.

Chapter 159 Silva's "New Research Topic"

Hiluva practically fled the throne room, the faint, peculiar scent still lingering in her mind, making her uneasy.

She gripped the small, sealed sampling tube tightly in her hand, as if it contained not some unknown liquid, but a scorching hot iron. Her Everlasting Mechanical House, located in a corner of the lower Berlöberg district, was unlike the exquisite grandeur of the upper district; it was filled with steam and steel.

The raw, robust scent of iron.

But inside Silva's workshop, surprisingly, everything was neat and orderly. Various sophisticated instruments and tools were arranged in their respective categories. Only some unfinished mechanical parts and blueprints were scattered on the workbench, indicating that the owner had just been busy.

"Click."

Hiluva locked the studio door behind her and even pulled down the heavy metal blinds, shutting out all outside prying eyes—a rare occurrence for her. Usually, even late at night, her studio door was only slightly ajar, allowing those who used the machinery to leave at night to do so.

Residents whose homes were damaged sought help.

She took a deep breath and placed the small sampling tube on the lab table. Under the light, the translucent, slightly milky liquid inside the tube emitted an eerie glow.

"Let me see what it is that can make Bronya and that brat..."

Sylva muttered to herself, putting on her special goggles and corrosion-resistant gloves, and skillfully prepared to begin her analysis. As one of Bellenberg's top scholars, her curiosity about the unknown far exceeded that of ordinary people.

However, the moment she unscrewed the cap of the sampling tube, a smell several times stronger than it had been in the throne room suddenly gushed out of the tube, catching her off guard and catching her nose.

"Ugh!" Hiluva's body involuntarily leaned back, nearly dropping the sampling tube from her hand. That smell!

It's still that peculiar blend. The initial scent is a faint, primal, fishy aroma, but this is quickly followed by an intense, almost overwhelming, sweet fragrance with a hint of jasmine.

These two flavors, which should have been mutually exclusive, blended perfectly together at this moment, creating an indescribable and highly aggressive temptation.

Hiluva felt as if her brain had been violently struck by the smell, all her thoughts instantly becoming dull, leaving only the smell swirling and amplifying in her mind.

Her breathing quickened involuntarily, and her cheeks began to feel slightly hot.