Can't I develop my own character?

"Sir Ryan..."

Amabena's face was flushed at this time.

What does it mean to have eyes like autumn water?

In the hazy moonlight, the white silk pajamas hang down with hollow patterns.

Ryan looked at the great scholar who was pressing on his chest, then reached out his hand...

A slap landed on Amabena's head.

"Why call him Ryan? Call him Xiangfu."

You forget your identity when no one is around, right?

"I've felt this was strange before. Sure enough, I'm still affected by the Pot of Greed."

Ryan muttered.

Amabena was affected in the dungeon, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time because it was such a short time. Now it seems that the effect has taken effect.

Although Amabena does look very embarrassed now, Ryan will not take advantage of her. After all, he has experienced many storms... Well, the wind and waves on the lake were really strong last night. It was really strange. There was no wind at night, so why did it feel like the lake water was swaying outside?

"No, no, the effect of the Greed Pot has worn off!" Amabena said nervously.

"Oh? No effect?" Ryan was puzzled. "Then what are you doing?"

"I...I'm going to attack Lord Ryan at night!"

"?"

"Wow...why doesn't it sound like what's in the book? It clearly says that as long as the woman initiates the night attack, it will definitely succeed."

"Hey, hey, don't move, don't sit down... fuck (plant)"

Fuck, Ryan really wants to beat up AmaBena. Why did this girl suddenly go crazy?

"Because... because..." Amabena fell into self-questioning and answering, "I don't have the ability to be a king. There are always villains who want to harm me. If it weren't for Lord Ryan, I would definitely not be able to survive. Just like this time, Lord Ryan was not here, and I was locked up in an underground cell. I thought I was really going to die..."

"Okay, okay, it's okay." Ryan reached out and touched her head, comforting her, "Isn't the danger over? I've already made an agreement with Augustus. There will be troops stationed here, and Miss Charlie will be here the whole time. No one will be able to bully you then."

"But..." Amabena lowered her head, looking aggrieved. "I don't have anything to show for myself, and I'm not very smart. Why should I need Lord Ryan's help all the time? So I thought, I thought..."

"So you just want to trade your body?" Ryan was speechless. "Amabena, even though you think you are unimportant, you are very important to me, understand? If not, I wouldn't have come all the way here."

"A little bit, but not really..." Amabena pinched her fingers and said nervously, "Because I really feel comfortable and at ease around Mr. Ryan, not as nervous as usual..."

Ryan thought that it should be the influence of the power of the mark of desire. 'Charlie' had said so at the time. Oh no, now he has really become a male succubus.

"And Lord Ryan is also a transcendent who has passed through the Path of Desire. I'm very happy to have met someone like him."

"what?"

Ryan was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Because I'm also a transcendent who has passed through the Path of Desire." Amabena smiled happily. "Hehe, I thought I was the only pagan. I didn't dare tell anyone."

"???"

Is Amabena actually a supernatural being who passes through the path of desire?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has never cared about this, because the opponent's strength is not strong, and it doesn't matter whether he uses supernatural powers or not. He has not yet played the plot of the Northern Alliance in the game, but has only heard of the reputation of the useless king.

"You are actually a Desire Passerby? What is your occupation?"

"Confessor."

"grass!"

Confessor, a profession of desire, corresponds to 'sloth' among the seven deadly sins.

The Confessor is often nicknamed the "Sleep Master" by players. It is an auxiliary profession in the game that can hypnotize enemies and make them fall asleep, achieving a control effect.

Generally, when players are unable to defeat an enemy and need to recover, they will use the special move "Tell Him", which means to put the enemy to sleep.

Sue him! Sue him!

In the Rhea continent, confessors are good at mind control, and they can change their appearance after reaching a higher level. There is also a profession similar to this one, the Shepherd of Desire. Ryan had previously suspected that Delia was one of the two.

Who would have thought that Amabena is actually a confessor?

"Why don't you ever tell me?"

"You didn't ask, and if people knew about your profession, it would be very troublesome, right? The king is actually a pagan, isn't that dangerous?"

"Not really...that's it."

Well, it is a bit dangerous. Although there is nothing wrong with the old emperor of Augustus being a blood god, who would dare to point fingers at him because he is so powerful?

As for Amabena, she is so weak and has just come to power without any foundation. Those who want to overthrow her will naturally not miss any opportunity.

Thinking about it this way, how could Amabena remain undiscovered for all these years? That's pretty amazing.

No wonder she has always been timid and cautious, feeling that everyone wants to harm her. So this is what is going on.

"So you're not under the influence of the Pot of Greed?"

"No, I did it on my own will!"

This was the only thing Amabena was sure of. She felt that Ryan must be someone she could trust, even if he knew her biggest secret. Anyway, her old father had wanted her to marry the king of another country to consolidate his rule. Wouldn't it be better to marry Ryan directly?

By then, the kingdom would have a prince and someone to govern it. All she had to do was be the king! Well, literally, she didn't have to worry about anything. How could anyone hesitate about such a thing?

"In this case..."

Ryan understood.

It’s free, right?

From the kingdom to the people, she is free, she is worthy of being one of the most popular female characters in the game. This is simply impossible to refuse!

How can I refuse this?

If it was about taking advantage of someone's misfortune, Ryan would definitely refuse, but in this case, he wouldn't refuse. It's said that the core principle of the great Ryan Empire's rule is 'rule by the small head'; the small head is the boss! This is related to the future development of the August Empire. The small trumpets are all working hard, and as the boss, Ryan naturally has to work hard and strive for strength.

"Sir Ryan?"

"Ah, I see. If doing this can make you feel more at ease, then I'd be happy to do it."

"Really? Then let me do it! I've read a lot of books, I understand!"

"You come?"

Looking at Amabena's sudden excitement and anticipation, Ryan finally felt that she was indeed the extraordinary person on the path of desire, but laziness... well, it was indeed more suitable for her.

As he was thinking, Ryan felt that the two pairs of great scholars suddenly enveloped him completely.

He was bitten.

Soft squeezing feeling.

This is followed by the smooth feeling created by the entanglement of wet and hot lips and tongue.

hiss! ! !

Why is there such a huge difference between the two after reading the same book? It turns out that 'death' and 'desire' are incomparable in this regard!

"My lord, I'm sorry, she's too big."

Ryan thought silently in his heart.

About ten minutes passed.

Amabena transformed into a female knight.

She galloped, she swayed her body, and transformed into a brave queen on the battlefield.

She was conquered, pushed down, and had her back handed to Ryan in a humiliating position.

She stood with her hands bound and her feet pressed together, unable to resist the force of the thrusts coming from behind.

Finally, the stream flowed down, and her smooth feet felt slippery when she stepped on it.

"..."

"..."

The night is so beautiful.

......

"Ah!"

At the western border, in the Iron Blood Army’s camp.

Maganna, who was arranging a battle plan with her subordinates, sneezed.

"Grand Duke, you are sick!" Iverson shouted.

"You're the one who's sick. How could this Grand Duke be sick?" Maganna snorted. "It was just a sneeze... Okay, did you remember everything I just said? This time, our attack method will be different from before. Don't focus on killing as many people as possible. We must do our utmost to stop those Western Barbarians and prevent them from taking even a chicken, a duck, or a piece of clothing from the Western Territory!"

Iverson was stunned: "What about the others? Can I take them?"

"Of course, you can't talk nonsense! Especially you, Iverson, don't just rush forward when a war breaks out. The purpose of war is not to kill people. Do you hear me?"

"Oh."

Iverson muttered, thinking, isn't that why you always kill the most fiercely?

However, although Maganna is ferocious, she has not attacked much recently, and even if she does, she will not use her full strength unless she really encounters a powerful enemy. He remembers most clearly that once the Western Barbarian Army occupied a city and fought against the Iron Blood Army, but the Grand Duke blew away the city wall with an axe.

Although many other people in the city died as a result, can you tell me whether the city was saved?

The main reason was that the Western Barbarian Army taunted the Grand Duke to the maximum, otherwise they might have been able to keep their bodies intact.

"So this time, we're primarily going to fight a defensive battle?" McCoys pondered for a moment, then summarized Maganna's plan. "The main goal is to prevent the Western Barbarians from seizing supplies. We'll use the harsh winter weather to kill the Western Barbarians. Once they reach a point where they can no longer endure it, they'll undoubtedly launch a reckless attack. That will be the perfect time for a decisive battle."

"Well, that's it!" Magna nodded with satisfaction. "This is Ryan's latest plan for the Iron Blood Army. It's definitely better than the previous ones."

"So if it was the Ryan brothers' plan, no wonder it was so troublesome."

"Iverson, what did you say?!"

"No, no, I'm sure you're the Ryan brothers. You came up with such a brilliant idea! Now those Western barbarians are doomed!"

"That's about it. Okay, the meeting is over. Let's all go to bed early and act according to the plan tomorrow morning."

"Yes!"

Watching Maganna walk out, Iverson wiped his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I reacted quickly. McCoys, what do you think, has the Grand Duke been particularly nice to the Ryan brothers recently?"

McCoys glanced at him and said, "I didn't see it."

"Really? I think there's something wrong. Just like this time, the Grand Duke said Brother Ryan wasn't feeling well and wouldn't come, and he actually didn't come? Last time, my hand was almost broken, but the Grand Duke still wanted me to charge forward quickly."

"Didn't you finally break it?"

"That's because the Grand Duke used the relic to heal me in the end."

"Ah."

"Micos, do you think it's possible..."

"no way."

"...The Grand Duke really likes the Ryan brothers?"

......

at the same time.

Barron Royal City, Castle.

Casradi slowly opened her eyes, and surging magic power spread in the air.

After a pause, she said with joy, "Teacher, I have made a breakthrough!"

Level 4, she finally became a Level 4 Holy Word Mage!

Hai Nuo smiled with satisfaction and said, "As expected of you, Casradi. You are the most outstanding student I have ever taught."

"I also want to thank the teacher for his help, otherwise it wouldn't have been so smooth."

Every time a transcendent advances, he needs to immerse himself more deeply in the path of faith and use magic potions to assist him, which is quite dangerous.

If one's aptitude is not sufficient and one attempts to break through by force, there is a high probability that one will be eroded by the power of faith, and will either die or turn into a monster.

However, Kasiladi has excellent talent and does not have this kind of trouble...at least that's what Hainuo thought before he reached the seventh level.