After leaving the world of all NPCs

"Is that the brother of the Yaze family?" Xian Guyong secretly complained and then looked away.

The Yaze family, a prominent family that owns most of the huge groups, holds enormous power on Gengami Island. Its head, Yaze Akishiro, is an honorary director of the artificial island management corporation.

"Neither the eldest son nor the father noticed anything unusual, but did the youngest son notice anything unusual?" Xian Guyong thought to himself, "Perhaps we can try to contact him later. If we can remove Yaze's brainwashing, we may be able to retake the island."

"We're here." Yanado stopped in front.

Xian Guyong raised his head, but saw that the corridor in front of him was filled with white clouds and mist.

Yanado raised her hand and gestured, "This is the entrance to the palace. Only those with permission can enter."

Xian Guyong nodded slightly and then walked towards the clouds.

strangeness.

It doesn't look like a spell, nor does it look like a familiar beast.

Xian Guyong was a little surprised. As one of the most powerful magic attackers in Japan, she was unable to figure out the principle of this passage leading to another space.

But only somewhat.

It's just a different space. Although it's rare, it does exist.

The most famous alternate dimension is probably the Whispering Courtyard.

That is the barrier built in another world, the Supreme Council of the Sanctuary Treaty Organization.

The space was filled with darkness, and in the center of the garden there was a crimson round table with seats for twelve.

Three of them are the three true ancestors, and the remaining nine are the heads of state elected by the member states of the Sanctuary Treaty.

Their true faces were hidden by silver masks, and the voices could not be identified due to the magically altered pitch of their whispers.

The True Ancestor has a veto power.

So, no surprise there...

Xian Guyong's eyes behind his glasses suddenly widened to their maximum.

What comes into view is the boundless golden land and the silver pillars supporting the boundless sky.

"how come……"

It is impossible to determine the end, and the entire space seems infinite.

Klein bottle?

No, not that kind of thing.

In this space, even the density of time is strange.

"Hello, Silence Breaker." In front of the magnificent palace, Shiba Miyuki seemed to be leading the way: "The master is waiting for you in front, so you must behave well!"

Performance?

Xian Guyong was puzzled, but remained expressionless as he followed her into the magnificent hall.

Light shines through the stained glass, casting colorful shadows on the gilded floor tiles.

Xian Guyong pushed his glasses, and his pigtails swayed slightly with his steps.

Shiba Miyuki led the way, her high heels making no sound as they stepped on the scarlet carpet.

Ye Zuochen sat casually on the high platform at the end of the hall.

Her short black hair shimmered in the sunlight.

He wore a simple white shirt with an open collar, revealing the boy's uniquely thin collarbone.

In his right hand, he lazily grasped two silver chains inlaid with gemstones, the other end of which was connected to an ornate leather collar.

Liu Meifan's purple hair fell in a side ponytail, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye was particularly gorgeous in the light and shadow.

Agurola's long, light-blonde hair covered the carpet, rubbing against his knees like a spoiled cat.

The two True Ancestors were surprisingly docile, like pets.

Xian Guyong's delicate body suddenly froze.

The pupils behind the lenses contracted violently, and a suffocating image was clearly reflected on the two lenses.

In the left lens, Liu Meifan's profile was turned upwards, and her tear mole trembled slightly as she swallowed.

In the right lens, Agurola's lips were turned down, and her eyelashes cast an uneasy shadow on her cheek.

The two of them cooperated well, one up and one down.

"This is impossible……"

Her whispers dissipated in the magnificent hall.

As the most elite magic attacker of the Lion King Organization, he even forgot to breathe at this moment.

All the tactical deductions and emergency plans in my mind were shattered into powder.

Who could have imagined that the True Ancestor who founded the Empire of Night would now be kneeling at the feet of humans like a cat in heat?

His knuckles were pinched until they turned white.

What frightened her most was the look in their eyes.

It was not the humiliation of being coerced, but the addiction of happiness.

Liu Meifan even rubbed her cheek against it, not even noticing that her military uniform jacket had slipped off her shoulders.

Agurola even whimpered like a little animal while serving, and the tips of his ears that showed through his long light golden hair were red as blood.

It turns out that the so-called declaration of the Fifth True Ancestor was nothing more than a gift from the owner allowing the pet to play.

This realization made Xian Guyong feel like his three views were about to shatter.

When she came to her senses, she noticed that the person sitting next to Ye Zuochen was actually a living person!

Xiandu Mu Aye knelt on the ground, her twelve black and white clothes spread out like a blooming flower of evil. Her snow-white neck was pressed down by the young man, but she still maintained her elegant demeanor, like a desecrated famous painting.

This……

This……

Unexpectedly, those powerful criminals imprisoned in the prison barrier were not all killed, but one survived.

But in this state, it might be better to die!

The strong have the dignity of the strong.

Xian Guyong felt that Xiandu Mu Aye's attitude at this moment was really ugly.

Thinking of this, Xian Guyong's gaze trembled as it moved downwards. The moment he saw Xiandu Mu Aye's expression clearly, his breath was held in his throat.

The "Secretary Witch" who once terrified the entire magical world was now looking up with her delicate face.

The collar of her black and white dress had already loosened, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. However, there was no trace of humiliation in her eyes. Instead, she was filled with a shocking obsession.

"My Lord, are you comfortable?"

Xiandu Mu Aye's voice trembled with sweetness, and he even took the initiative to straighten his back.

The slender fingers clasped the carpet tightly, not to break free, but to maintain balance carefully as if afraid of disturbing the owner.

Ye Zuochen moved casually, and she immediately let out a sigh of satisfaction, as if being sat on was a great blessing.

There was a charm flowing from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Her eyes, which were once full of wisdom, were now sparkling with water. Her lips were bitten by herself, leaving bright teeth marks, and she whimpered like a small animal. Her body under the twelve layers of clothing was even trembling slightly with excitement.

How is this forced?

It's clearly the result of falling into depravity after tasting the sweetness of it!

Xian Guyong's nails dug deep into his palms.

She suddenly realized an even more horrifying fact.

These women standing at the top of the world are not deprived of their dignity, but they actively crush their dignity into toys to please their masters.

In the absurd picture reflected on the lens, every detail tells the same truth—

They love it!

Who is this young man who can completely conquer these women?

Xian Guyong couldn't help but look at Ye Zuochen.

At that moment, her heart suddenly shrank, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand.

The boy just sat there casually, his black hair gleaming in the sunlight, his posture was lazy, even a little nonchalant, but his dark eyes were like the abyss that swallowed everything.

powerful!

Just by being stared at by him, Xian Guyong felt an indescribable sense of oppression sweeping over his body.

That's not the pressure of magic.

It is not a deterrent by force.

It is a more primitive and domineering sense of existence - as if he himself is the master above all things.

majestic!

His presence filled the entire space, making even the air seem thin.

Xian Guyong's knees felt slightly weak and his fingertips trembled unconsciously.

She had never felt such an aura before. She felt as if she was just a tiny ant in front of him, and even breathing was an infringement.

Domineering!

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, almost smiling, but with an irresistible majesty.

That smile wasn't one of contempt, but one of natural control—as if the world should submit to him.

Xian Guyong's heart trembled violently, and an unprecedented impulse surged from the bottom of her heart -

——Kneel down!

Do not!

This is brainwashing, you must stay calm!

Reason is screaming, but the body betrays the will.

My legs were trembling slightly, and my knees wanted to bend involuntarily.

A burning feeling of shame ran up my spine, but what was even more terrifying was that this shame was mixed with a secret desire.

Like them...

Let go of your dignity...

Pray for his favor...

The eyes behind the lenses were misty, the pigtails fell in front of the chest, Xian Guyong's breathing became rapid, and her cheeks became hot uncontrollably.

Ye Zuochen just glanced at her indifferently, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Want to come?"

These three simple words almost made Xian Guyong's heart stop.

She felt two voices fighting fiercely in her mind.

The sentimental villain screamed excitedly in her ear: "Kneel down! The doctrine of the Lion King Agency is all brainwashing! Wasn't this the moment you were trained to be like this? Look—he's so perfect!"

The rational villain calmly pushed up his nonexistent glasses. "You have to feign compliance. First gain their trust, then wait for an opportunity to assassinate them. This is tactical submission."

That's right...

This is just tactics!

Xian Guyong took a deep breath and placed his fingertips on the buttons of his school uniform.

With astonishing precision, she unbuttoned each button, laid the white uniform flat on the ground, aligned the cuffs, smoothed the hem, and finally folded it into a neat square.

This posture seems not to be an offering of dignity, but to complete some sacred ritual.

"I understand."

She said softly, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes behind the lenses.

At least that's what she believed.