On the third floor of the castle, in the prayer room.
Morgiana was lying on the white bedsheet with her eyes closed. The Lake Goddess covered her face with a pillow. No one could see her expression, and only her soft breathing could be heard.
Laing sat beside her. The Lake Goddess' dress had been partially undone, revealing her smooth belly. When the Chosen One's finger touched Morgiana's belly, Morgiana whispered, "Mmm …"
Morgiana's white boots were placed on the floor, and her dress almost covered the entire bed.
"Your Highness Morgiana, please relax. Don't be so nervous." Laing noticed that Morgiana's body was tense, so he whispered into the Lake Goddess' ear, "It's okay. There's no one else in the room. If you're so nervous, you'll subconsciously attack me when I dispel the curse."
"… It's like what I told you. I was attacked by the Bloodthirsty Batwolf. The Golden Belt protected me, but when I recovered, I found that the curse had become stronger. The seal you set up before was broken, so I rushed over." Morgiana was still covering her face with a pillow, "My mirror is also broken."
However, the Witch of the Lake Goddess did not sound as calm as she had expected.
"I have a feeling that this is a premeditated attack, Your Highness Morgiana." Laing's body was surrounded by a blue vortex of spiritual energy. His five fingers were emitting lightning as he continued to undo the grey dress. Morgiana did not say anything. She just hugged herself tighter with the pillow.
As expected, the black energy had already cracked the silver seal that Laing left behind. "It's necromancy!"
"… I suspect that Theodoric is in cahoots with the vampires." Morgiana could feel Laing's rough fingers caressing her belly. The Lake Goddess' voice was trembling, so she tried to distract herself, "Perhaps I should send someone to investigate."
"It doesn't seem like it. Your Highness, if what you said was true, then Duke Theodoric had plenty of opportunities to make his move. He wouldn't take such a big risk and let his own city fall into the flames of war." Laing shook his head. His spiritual energy rushed into Morgiana's body, binding the terrifying undead energy once more.
If he hadn't succeeded in becoming an advanced legendary, he might not have been able to do anything about this curse.
"This is not the first time that a duke and his family have fallen to midnight nobility, Your Highness Laing! We must be vigilant against the vampires … "Morgiana suddenly took away the pillow and looked at Laing fiercely. However, a strange feeling immediately calmed her down. The Lake Goddess seemed to have realized something. She blushed and covered her face with the pillow again.
"I know what you mean, Your Highness, but I still think that Duke Theodoric has nothing to do with this." Laing was very calm, but he still shook his head, "I still think so. If he really became a midnight noble, he wouldn't have chosen such a time to make his move."
"I know, but I will still send my saintess to investigate." Morgiana could feel that Ryan's psionic energy was like the warm sun in winter. It entered her internal organs through the hand on her lower abdomen, resisting and sealing the curse of the undead. She wanted to discuss the matter with Ryan again, but she felt that there was another sound in her throat.
She didn't dare to speak again.
Perhaps a few minutes had passed, or perhaps a few centuries had passed. When Morgiana felt that her body was weak and covered with a layer of sweat, Laing finally spoke, "Alright, it's done. I've strengthened the seal. It won't be able to affect Your Highness for at least a year."
"… Understood." After a long time, Morgiana replied.
"Have a good rest, Your Highness Morgiana. I won't disturb you any longer." Laing stood up and walked out of the room alone, leaving time and space for the Lake Goddess.
Morgianna didn't stay for too long. She rested for a while and asked Leon to arrange a bath for her. Then, she immediately rode on Hillfain and left. She also declined Leon's invitation to stay for dinner. Leon didn't mind. Obviously, the Lake Goddess Witch had a lot of things to do.
Time flew, and the Winter Veil Festival arrived.
The annual program was coming, and the baron's domain was completely closed. On the day of the Winter Veil Festival, he first enjoyed a turkey feast with his knights, then slipped to the balcony to drink warm butter beer with Alfred Frey and enjoy the snow together.
The two had just finished bathing together. Alfred Frey was wearing a white paladin winter coat and robe. He raised his glass to Laing and said, "Good friend, this is the second Winter Veil Festival we've spent together."
Laing nodded silently. White ice crystals and snowflakes blew past the baron's ears and hair, but they couldn't touch his body. He was wearing a baron's standard costume. "Alfred, my good friend, do you like it here?"
"It's okay. Nord is cold and barren, but it's where I was born. However, I've decided to believe in the God of Justice, so I must spread the glory of my Lord to all lands. So I came here." Alfred Frey answered seriously, "In this dark age, people need faith."
"Yes, people need faith." Laing nodded repeatedly. Since Alfred Frey came to his barony and set up a church for the Church of Justice, many villagers began to believe in the God of Justice. The paladins worked hard to clean up corruption and spread justice, which played a very positive role in the security of the territory.
"In this country, I haven't found any cults or sects of chaos spreading corruption among the people. Elite knights are everywhere, and they don't shirk their responsibilities like the Empire's guards. However, the people also live a harder life. I can only say that there are pros and cons." Alfred Frey continued, "I'm a clergyman. I won't interfere or affect your rule. What I can do is to bring them faith."
"Many parts of this country need to be changed, Alfred, but I don't have the ability now." Laing shook his head with a bitter smile. "I'm just a baron. My fief can only bring out two to three hundred soldiers at most. I need to be promoted and become richer. I need to accumulate strength."
"I understand. Justice that hasn't been tested isn't justice." Alfred Frey raised his mug. "Anyway, happy Winter Veil! Good friend! "
"Happy Winter Veil! Alfred! " The mugs clinked and the two drank to their hearts' content. Alfred Frey then bid farewell to Laing. The paladins had to keep watch on the night of Winter Veil. The two hugged and Alfred Frey left in a carefree manner, completely ignoring the white snow on his messy blonde hair.
Laing shook his head with a smile. He turned his gaze to the mountains and the distance. He thought of his adoptive father and mother. After he came to the barony, he sent a letter with a hundred crowns to Otne. He wondered if Norman received it.
He got up and returned to his master's room. When he opened the door, he heard a burst of laughter. Emilia had returned and was teaching Veronica's apprentice, Catherine, how to play chess. The two girls were sitting on the carpet and playing a military chess game from the Empire.
This kind of military chess was made of many pieces, namely, spearmen, archers, cannons, knights, bishops, Kurfürsten, and the emperor. Amelia seemed to be particularly good at this kind of military chess. Catherine suffered a series of crushing defeats.
Every chess piece was very vivid. Some of them were using swords, and some were using spears. The knights were riding horses and holding lances. The bishops were wearing crowns and holding hammers. The Kurfürsten who was holding holy swords was exquisitely made. The emperor was fully armed. Even the feathers on his kite helmet were very vivid.
That was why the chess set was so expensive. Laing couldn't bear to spend thirty crowns on a bunch of them for his collection. Thirty crowns was equivalent to the annual income of many high-ranking soldiers and even knights.
The chess set was a gift from Suria for the new year. Laing, on the other hand, gave the duke's daughter a mithril soft armor and a bottle of wood elven perfume.
As if to celebrate the Winter Veil Festival, the two girls were wearing bright red cotton-padded jackets, especially the beautiful Amelia. The girl was very happy to see Ryan. She immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Ryan … Your Excellency!"
The girl blushed. She wanted to call him Mister Laing, only to remember that he was already Sir.
"Didn't I tell you to just call me Laing?" Lionel's face was full of smiles as he gently hugged Amelia. "How was it? What did you learn in the academy?"
"I think our maidservant learned how to serve you, right? Emilia? "Before Emilia could reply, Veronica, who was reading on the sofa, spoke up.
Magus Garan was wearing a brown sugar mocha dress with wide sleeves. She also wrapped herself in a golden velvet blanket. Only her feet with red nail polish could be seen. She said sweetly, "Darling, where's my present for Winter Veil?"
"Yes, yes. You all have one." Laing took out four gift boxes. He ordered four gemstone earrings from the wood elves. They were sapphire, emerald, opal, and ruby. Everyone in the room had one.
Olica was making tea for everyone. She didn't expect to get one for herself. "Master, is this for me?"
"Yes, it's for you. Happy Winter Veil, Olica." Laing took out the opal earrings and put them in Olica's hand. He then hugged the dark elf and spun her around. "Do you like it?"
"Yes … I like it." The yellow chrysoberyl stone complemented the dark elf's amber eyes and wheat-colored skin, and the dark elf also took a fancy to it.
"As long as you like it." Laing kissed the dark elf's cherry lips. He then passed the sapphire and emerald earrings to Emilia and Catherine. Catherine was very frightened. The young apprentice lowered her head. "Sir Laing, I can't accept this …"
"Just accept it, Catherine." Veronica's lazy voice came from the sofa. "Just think of it as my gift to you for Winter Veil."
Only then did the little acolyte accept the earrings. She actually liked them very much, or rather, she liked them very much.
After a while, the two girls and Olica left, leaving Laing and Veronica alone.
Ryan sat beside the sofa and reached out to take the book from the witch's hand. He put it aside and hugged her in his arms. Veronica's dark brown hair was bright and beautiful, as smooth as silk. The witch sighed and stretched out her arms to hug Ryan's neck, offering her own sweet kiss.
Two minutes later, their lips parted. Veronica leaned against Laing's chest and sighed. "Do you remember four years ago? The Winter Veil Festival when you were 22? "
Laing hugged Veronica's beautiful body and smiled. "Of course I remember. It was the last time we spent the Winter Veil Festival together."
Although he said that, Ryan's hands didn't stop. His hands reached under the witch's skirt and took advantage of her stockinged legs.
"At that time, when you defeated 'Sharp Teeth' Gol and stabilized your own legendary realm, I was very happy. I didn't choose the wrong partner, but I was also very scared. The poor witch rummaged through her own room and couldn't find anything decent to congratulate her partner." Veronica stroked Ryan's face with her finger as she recalled the events of the past. "In a moment of desperation, I decided to …"
"You decided to treat yourself as a gift." Laing recalled what happened at that time. "So we were in your room …"
"I brought the bed." Veronica smiled and blew on Laing's face seductively. "Don't you want to try again?"
"Oh! That's a good idea! "Laing's eyes lit up.
… (Omitted below) …
They went back and forth a few times until they stopped. Ryan hugged Veronica's delicate body from behind and pressed his hand on Veronica's lower abdomen.
The mysterious mark was responding to the man's psionic power and was emitting a silver light. There was a pattern of a sharp sword in the silver heart, and then silver lines like wings on both sides of the heart extended to both sides.
Veronica was so tired that she did not want to move. The witch held the man's hand. "Laing, is it my illusion? I feel that the wings you gave me are spreading more and more after I'm by your side. "
"Are you scared?" Laing smirked.
"I have a feeling that you're controlling me through this mark." Veronica said in a doubtful tone.
After the two confirmed their relationship for a long time, Garland was surprised to find the silver mark on her lower abdomen. At first, it was just a pattern of a sword and a heart, but as time passed and she became intimate with Laing more and more, the pattern of wings gradually appeared around the heart.
Now, the wings were gradually spreading.
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