Chapter 382: Are you Noan?
"Yes. Just a small game." Yuna set the teacup in her hand onto the table and smiled. "If I lose, I will automatically annul the contract binding me to Noan. If I win, you are not allowed to come and bother me anymore."
Hearing that, Frank frowned and asked softly, "Miss Yuna, what game is it?"
"Very simple. Find a Rank S Lord, whose Level is not higher than Level 5, and have him fight my Master once. How about it?"
Seeing Yuna’s indifferent expression, Frank thought for a long time, wondering whether she was being overly confident, or whether she simply no longer wanted to stay by Noan’s side.
He tested the waters and asked, "Miss Yuna, then will you participate in this game?"
Yuna shook her head and smiled. "No. Only Noan and the person you choose. Remember, you only have one chance today. If you lose this chance, you won’t have any other chances."
"Besides... don’t think this flimsy protective dome can stop me."
Frank and Monia shuddered. The two looked at each other, then looked back at Yuna.
Frank took a deep breath and said respectfully, yet extremely seriously, "Fine. I understand."
He stood up, pulling Monia out of the room.
Outside, Monia smiled brightly. "Father, you saw it. She’s looking for another Lord who suits her better. She must be completely tired of that useless bastard."
"Shh!" Frank signaled Monia to be quiet and frowned. "Although I don’t know whether there are other hidden details here, the conditions she proposed are indeed very good."
After all, he’s only a Rank F Lord. Even a Level 1 Rank S Lord would be more than enough to beat him. Now, if we’re more cautious and find a Level 5 Rank S Lord, he definitely won’t have any chance of winning."
"However, we still have to be careful."
Monia suddenly thought of something and smiled slyly. "Father, then... let’s put that person into the ’Trial Space’ with him."
"Hm?! You mean..." Frank asked with a frown.
"Very simple..." Monia said. "If we notify him beforehand, he’ll be prepared. Even if he’s trash, this involves a Rank SS Hero. We can’t be careless."
"So we have to quickly invite a Rank S Lord, then... have him enter the trial space and ambush that bastard. That way, even if he learns about it, it will be too late."
Hearing that, Frank quickly nodded and said with a smile, "You’re right. After all, she didn’t say we had to notify him in advance. So what we’re doing isn’t necessarily wrong."
Frank and Monia looked at each other and smiled, their eyes filled with contempt and triumph, as if they were certain victory was already in their hands.
...
Only fifteen minutes later, a helicopter landed on the roof of the building. A young man dressed in an extremely luxurious suit jumped out.
He glanced at Frank and Monia, who were waiting for him, and a confident smile appeared on his face. "Grand General Frank, Miss Monia."
When Monia saw the young man, she lowered her head in greeting, a glint of fanatic admiration in her eyes.
Frank also smiled, reached out, and shook the young man’s hand, his attitude rather respectful.
"Prince Melvin, long time no see."
Melvin shook Frank’s hand and replied with a smile, "Long time no see. Miss Monia is getting prettier and prettier."
Monia smiled shyly, her heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
At this moment, Frank quickly said, "Let’s go, Your Highness. We should seize the time, otherwise we’ll miss the best timing."
Melvin nodded. As he followed Frank, he listened to him recount the entire matter.
He frowned, thinking of something, then smiled. "Can you let me meet that Hero Yuna first?"
"That..." Frank looked a little troubled.
In truth, Melvin’s status was much higher than his. Besides, Melvin was a Prince of this Empire. If anything happened while meeting Yuna, Frank’s head would definitely go flying.
"Don’t worry." Melvin smiled confidently. "I won’t cause trouble for you."
Frank nodded lightly and led Melvin to the room where Yuna was resting.
He knocked. Inside, a sweet, gentle voice rang out, "Come in!"
The door was pushed open. Melvin was prepared to see what kind of woman the one in the room was, the Rank SS Hero.
But when he saw Yuna, all words vanished from him, and his mind seemed to freeze.
Beautiful...
So beautiful that even his thoughts disappeared.
She was like the moon high above, proud yet gentle, radiant yet not dazzling.
He could even sense from her a kind of tenderness like a mother’s, making him feel warm, wanting nothing more than for her to pat his head lightly and smile at him.
"Your Highness!" Frank knew Melvin was stunned by Yuna’s beauty, and quickly spoke up, "This is Miss Yuna, a Rank SS Hero."
"Miss Yuna, this is Prince Melvin, the Third Prince of this Empire."
Yuna sat cross-legged on the sofa, her gaze flicking over Melvin. Then she closed her eyes, as if she did not care.
Melvin took a deep breath, stepped up in front of Yuna, and smiled. "Miss Yuna, I’m Melvin. It’s our first meeting."
He held his hand out to Yuna for a long time. Seeing no reaction from her, he slowly withdrew his hand in embarrassment, yet a flame of conquering desire rose within him.
Not only was she a Rank SS Hero, she was also a woman this beautiful. Of course he had to seize her and keep her in his hands.
Recently, the Eldest Princess and the Second Prince had been pressing him so hard he could barely breathe. If he obtained Yuna, then in the battle for the throne, he would definitely win.
"Miss Yuna, I’ve also heard about your situation. If I can have the chance to fight alongside you, that would be my honor. Of course, whatever you need, I’ll do my best to satisfy your requests."
Yuna suddenly smiled, a smile like a spring breeze, making his heart pound wildly.
"Sorry, but my conditions are still the same as earlier. If you defeat my Master, then I’ll continue talking with you." Yuna said, her voice carrying indifference. "Besides, I don’t want to talk too much with other men. That would make my Master uncomfortable."
Hearing that, Melvin felt a bit disappointed, but more than that, jealousy.
He knew very well that Heroes could not disobey a Lord’s orders. However, he still believed that Yuna was a Rank SS Hero and could have a bit of freedom, and would not do things she disliked.
He did not want to believe that a perfect, flawless beauty like her had been dirtied by some piece of trash.
"Good!" Melvin said with a smile. "Miss Yuna, please wait for good news from me."
"Grand General Frank, please prepare the procedures so she can smoothly integrate into life within this Empire."
"This..." Frank felt displeased, but he was a smart man. He knew that with the Third Prince backing him, he could continue sitting firmly in this position.
"Yes." Frank nodded.
Melvin glanced at Yuna, then bowed like a noble. "Miss Yuna, please wait a moment. After I deal with your Master, I’ll take you to see the splendor of this city."
Yuna did not answer him. She only took a sip of tea, her eyes still closed, as if she did not care about him at all.
....
"Master, is that all?" Napolia sat atop the corpses of the monsters, sighed, and said softly, "So boring."
Valkerik stood beside them and said indifferently, "That’s good too. I’ll have more time to stay by Master’s side."
"Move aside!" Napolia shouted angrily. "I killed the most monsters. Master should be by my side."
Valkerik sneered. "Stupid. Master never said whoever kills the most monsters gets to stay by his side. The real question is who he chooses."
"Master!" Napolia could not hold back and ran to Noan. Her face carried both sulkiness and anticipation as she said, "This time it’s my turn, right?"
Noan: "..."
He felt a bit of a headache and did not know whether bringing Valkerik and Napolia along this time had been the right decision or not. It felt like these two were only craving his body.
"All right!" Noan sighed. "After we leave this place, we’ll go for a stroll together, okay?"
"Hehehe.... But..." Napolia moved close to him, her faint fragrance rushing into his nose.
It was not just perfume. It also carried her body scent, brimming with strength and wildness.
As if he were facing an entire prairie full of ferocious beasts.
Napolia leaned against him. Those large breasts pressed against him until they visibly deformed. One hand wrapped around his back, the other reached down, slipped into his pants, and grabbed his meat rod.
She licked her lips. Her face flushed slightly, and her eyes gleamed with greedy desire. "Master, it’s been two days since I last tasted this meat rod."
"No!" Noan pushed her away, but she was not shoved back by his strength. Instead, she hugged him even tighter, her hand continuously stroking his meat rod, her face growing redder and redder.
"Master! Just a little, that’s all. You also know the rabbit race has a fierce desire for that. If it’s not satisfied, our strength will drop severely."
Noan: "..."
"Oy! Don’t think you can say whatever you want just because you think I’m not smart."
Valkerik walked over, pulled Napolia away from Noan, and frowned. "What are you doing? We’re still carrying out the mission."
After saying that, she immediately hugged Noan’s arm tightly, looked at Napolia, and said in a stern tone, "Master! She isn’t serious about her work. Reclaim her into ’Summoning Space’ and keep her inside there forever."
"You..." Napolia gritted her teeth.
"Enough!" Noan sighed, feeling like he was babysitting two children.
Suddenly, Napolia sensed something and immediately turned her head, looking forward.
Ten meters away, a man suddenly appeared. Blond hair, blue eyes, an extremely handsome face, and a perfectly balanced build wrapped in an unbelievably expensive suit.
He glanced at Noan and frowned. "Are you Noan?"
