I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

It’s not okay to have fun in a dream!

Lucius decisively reached out and patted Iveliya on the shoulder. A normal person would wake up after being patted twice like this.

Iveliya was indeed awake, but she was still a little confused. After vaguely recognizing Lucius's outline, she immediately pursed her lips in dissatisfaction:

"Hmm? You want a reward? You're such a greedy guy."

She suddenly raised her leg and placed her delicate feet in front of Lucius. Her pink toes were round and smooth, her toenails shone with a light cherry-colored sheen, the arch of her foot was perfectly curved, and light blue blood vessels could be seen under the thin skin at her ankle. Every detail was meticulously crafted by the Creator.

It is authentic at first glance and is rated as food grade.

"Lick it, Lucius."

"..."

Lucius said nothing, but simply grabbed her feet and tickled the soles.

"!?"

"Fuck, ghost!"

Ivelia woke up instantly, her jade feet pulled free from Lucius's grasp, and she quickly wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, curled up at the head of the bed, and looked at him panickedly:

"What are you doing?"

"Finally, you can't control the beastly desires in your heart. Are you going to attack me?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Lucius smiled and shook his head, then said:

"Hurry up and get dressed. I'll wait for you outside."

"Brother Lu will take you to the night raid roast chicken."

Iveliya: ???

Why did you ask me to do that during your night raid on roast chicken?

Do you want me to help you push the drum?

36-Believers of Prosperity

"pat"

A series of messy splashes of water exploded on the wet stone road.

Francis stumbled into a fork in the alley, his boots suddenly slipped, and his knees hit the stone steps hard.

He grabbed the black robe that was hanging diagonally on his shoulder. A shocking wound ran diagonally down his shoulder, deep enough to see the bone, and purple-black blood was oozing out.

But what was surprising was that the flesh-pink fascia was weaving into a net at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless fishy-smelling mucus carrying new blood vessels were wriggling in the wound.

The wound was inflicted more than ten minutes ago by the night watchman of the city of Weiss. At that time, Francis was about to throw plague seeds into the water tower in the old west city area.

"The Hounds of the Empire..."

A hoarse groan was caught between his teeth, and foul-smelling blood foam rose in his throat.

The body blessed by Chaos has strong vitality, but it is still no match for the senior unclean ones in the faction, nor can it ignore pain and fear.

The moonlight was like sticky silver paint splashed on the stone slabs. The whole alley was shrouded in an eerie silence. Francis could not even hear his own heartbeat, but he knew that the ghostly night watchmen were nearby.

"That damned traitor has indeed..."

"despair."

Very light footsteps sounded behind him, and the dim light outlined the empty alley. Francis suddenly got up from the ground, climbed over the brick wall on the left and fled.

This cat-and-mouse game continued until Francis found himself back where he had started his escape, except that there was a young man and woman in elegant clothes standing by the water tower.

"Brother Lu, I used to think your empire was doing a good job of eradicating evil. But now that I'm in Vess, I see how come I can run into a Corrupted just by walking a few steps?"

The girl yawned, her voice still tinged with sleepiness.

"Don't be so mean. This guy came to Weiss a month ago. He's officially a doctor and often provides free medical treatment to community residents. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, would you think he was a cultist?"

Weiss is one of the largest cities in the empire. Its huge population base and flow of people make it impossible for administrators to prevent the infiltration of the Corrupted without effective identification methods.

Apart from strengthening patrol efforts, no better solution can be thought of at the moment.

Francis was discovered by the night watchman while doing bad things, which led to his identity as a fallen man being exposed.

"Besides, I used to only run into a few cultists throughout the year. Since I met you, how many batches have you encountered in just a few days?"

“Sometimes you really have to think about whether it’s your fault.”

Lucius glanced at Francis, who was trapped on the ground like a dead dog, and continued:

"Before, it was just the Broken Wheel faction, but now even the Plague Bearers, who believe in Prosperity, have appeared... Has Sanita provoked the entire Chaos Cult?"

Ruler of prosperity, despair, decay, stagnation and death.

But the fallen believe that he is the god of the driving force of all things, possessing endless life energy. He accepts all believers, regardless of age, good or evil, is tolerant and inclusive of the world, and has a motherly and kind character.

He brought Iveliya here because he wanted to ask Sanita something, but he happened to run into the night watchman chasing Francis, so he simply stopped to watch a show.

As for Francis' motive for poisoning, it was also simple - to kill Sanita through an indiscriminate large-scale attack.

The facilities in the Old West City District are relatively old, unlike the Bell Tower District and the Square District which are fully covered by new water supply facilities. This move is indeed very feasible.

But as a foreigner, Francis obviously didn't know that these places were patrolled by night watchmen.

Francis on the ground seemed to have foreseen his fate. His expression of fear faded, replaced by a sinister and creepy smile.

"Hehehe, all life has an end, and I am just returning to the arms of my loving mother ahead of time, while you, the foolish mortals of the main material plane..."

"Sorry, I'm not very interested in your barking."

Lucius waved his hand, signaling the night watchman to deal with Francis, and then took Iveliya to the house where Sanita lived in the distance.

Logically speaking, with Sanita's financial situation, she could afford to buy a house in the upscale Plaza District, but she chose to live in the mixed Old West City District. The reason behind this is intriguing.

To be honest, Lucius did come with the intention of a night raid this time, and he also planned to create a classic scene where Sanita got up at night and suddenly found two people sitting on the sofa in her living room.

So he didn't go through the main door, but instead took Ivilia and skillfully climbed over the low wall. When he was about to find a window to sneak in, he found that there was still warm light coming out of the window of one of the rooms.

That window was probably just used for ventilation. It was opened very high, about two meters from the ground, and the window was also very small.

But this did not pose any difficulty for Lucius and Iveliya, two pastry chefs, one at the fourth stage, second stage, and the other at the third stage, eighth stage. Soon, they both hung steadily on the window sill with one arm, and at the same time, they leaned their heads to peek inside the window.

There are mirrors on all four sides of the room. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a dance studio.

It was almost four in the morning, but Sanita was still practicing basic skills diligently in front of the mirror.

Have you ever seen the city of Vis at four in the morning?

However, after seeing what Sanita was wearing, Lucius felt that the industrial level of this world was a mystery.

You say it is developed, but even its trains are still primitive steam locomotives. But you say it is underdeveloped, but it has tights and yoga pants.

In short, it's very weird.

Turning his gaze back to the practice room, the mirror was covered with a veil of mist from the exhaled breath, but it could not hide the curves of Sanita that rose and fell with her breathing.

The waist wrapped in black stretch fabric is bent into an amazing arc, like a fully drawn bow. The hip line is suddenly lifted up as the toes are stretched straight, and the full arc vibrates and creates subtle ripples under the fabric.

Raising her arms and leaning back, the heavy fullness flowed backwards with gravity, and the fabric was pulled into radial folds.

101②2８Э○9８

The light bounce and the shock of landing made the soft white flesh ripple at the collar, and beads of sweat rolled down the sunken groove in the center, leaving dark water marks on the fabric.

Lucius: ...

I thought Sanita's movements were stiff enough, but when I looked down, I found someone even stiffer.

"Da Lei is indeed a good civilization."

It is hard to imagine that these words came from Iveliya's mouth.

Sanita exhaled a puff of hot air at herself in the mirror, suddenly raised a charming smile, looked up and met Lucius's eyes behind the glass:

"Is the young lord satisfied with what he has seen?"

..........

“Is black tea the only option?”

"As long as it's done by Miss Sanita, anything is fine."

In the living room of Sanita's house, Lucius and Iveliya sat obediently on the sofa.

It was actually expected that he would be discovered by Sanita. After all, she was a fourth-level transcendent and was quite sensitive to sight.

He was living alone in a place where all kinds of people gathered. I guess some warning techniques had been set up outside the house.

It's just a bit embarrassing to be caught peeping.

"Your Highness, I am truly flattered by your late-night visit. Could it be that you have changed your mind and are ready to accept my feelings for you?"

At this time, Sanita had taken a quick shower, changed into a loose and light dress, and tied up her half-dry long hair, looking like a real wife.

When you say this, it's like the Snow Lady next door is inviting you to commit a crime, and most people can't refuse it at all.

But Lucius is no ordinary man.

He quickly regained his composure and looked serious.

"I'm sorry, Miss Sanita, I'm not interested in that at the moment."

"I've taken the liberty of coming here because I think we should renegotiate the compensation for that previous deal."

"Unless... you're willing to tell me some news that I'm interested in."

Lucius's gaze passed Sanita and drifted to the display case not far behind her.

There were many things displayed there, most of which were exquisitely crafted jewelry. It was obvious that Sanita liked collecting these little things.

Among them was a purple velvet box. Although the things inside were dull and could not be compared with the glittering gems and precious metals, they still attracted Lucius's attention.

It was a broken black bead.

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PS: I am still asking for votes and reading.

37-Dedicate Yourself to Me

"I've taken the liberty of coming here because I think we should renegotiate the compensation for that previous deal."

"Unless... you're willing to tell me some news that I'm interested in."

Lucius's eyes flickered slightly, he suppressed his surprise, and calmly turned his gaze away from the black bead.

"Oh?"

Sanita smiled slightly, the ruby ​​pendant on her ear swaying slightly as she moved. With her slender fingers, she lifted the teapot and poured the bergamot-scented black tea into the bone china cups in front of Lucius and Iveliya.

"Everyone says that the Lord of the East Territory is a man of his word, but why is it that I am the exception?"

"A promise is a promise, a deal is a deal. They can't be confused. The Lord of the East Territory keeps his word. What does this have to do with my son, the Lord of the East Territory?"

"And didn't I tell you that I just want to know some interesting news? Could it be that Miss Sanita is unwilling to satisfy even this curiosity?"

Lucius didn't take Sanita's little sarcasm to heart at all, and looked relaxed.

If the bride price can be temporarily increased on the wedding day, what’s wrong with temporarily increasing the price during business negotiations?

At that time, Sanita did not mention that she might have offended several factions.

This person has to be a little shameless to live a happy and easy life.

Lucius's answer did not surprise Sanita. She just sat down next to Lucius very naturally. Amid the rustling sound of her skirt, the faint aroma of bath perfume filled her nose.

The enchanting body leaned over, and he could enjoy the vast expanse of spring scenery just by lowering his head. She held Lucius's shoulder with one hand and gently stroked the newly emerged green stubble on his jaw with her fingertips with the other hand. She brought her charming face closer, breathing sweetly:

"What, then, does the young lord wish to know?"