The enchanting aroma lingered in the Holy Purple Vine Treehouse, with bottles of Purple Crystal Gold Brandy and several scattered glasses on the table.

However, the living room was already empty; the bedroom door wide open instead. On the pristine white bed, Su Li’s fingers caressed the silken sash at the waist of Hilude’s nightgown. The smooth silk, warmed by body heat and the intoxication of alcohol, obediently untied, revealing the barely concealed, peach-shaped dimples just below her pearl-colored slip.

Ingrid was already lazily sprawled at the headboard, her pale and soft skin trembling slightly with each breath. As a witch whose body was delicate and gentle, she was the first to succumb. Yielding to Su Li’s dominance, she used her teeth to undo the Seductive Torture Brass Bell fastened on Aeliria, releasing the Giant Dragon constriction that bound Aeliria’s limbs.

In Su Li’s hands, this powerful tool always served as a leg separator. Tonight, being removed from the sleeping Aeliria meant it would roam among all the women throughout the night!

When Freya pushed through the door, she witnessed Hilude’s knight cloak spread across the oak floor, as Su Li traced the emblem of Hesse Territory on her back with fingers dipped in wine—a dignified sword and hammer pattern now twisted into intertwining snakes and vines with Hilude’s breaths. "The leader arrives just in time..." Su Li completely tore open his shirt buttons, revealing his rugged chest, more defined after his promotion, "Teach us how to use lances... to conquer more challenging ’opponents’?"

Freya bolted the door behind her, her gilded shoulder armor clattering as it hit the ground. She pulled a silver pin from her hair, severing the restraint on Selanweir’s hands, then pressed against Su Li’s back, murmuring softly: "The Goddess teaches us that when facing strong enemies, we need to take advantage of our numbers, constantly wearing down their morale, thereby achieving an overwhelming tactical advantage. Lord, are you ready for battle?"

The fiery bloodline brought on by the promotion surged more fiercely under the entanglement of the four soft bodies. On the treehouse beams and columns, the purple vine thrived under the alluring night sky and vitality, the drooping buds blooming one after another with each breath, releasing a sweet, hallucinogenic pollen.

"The waist strength of a Middle Tier Elite Knight is indeed far superior!" Despite the relentless challenges from strong opponents, Su Li remained confident, smashing all the pleas for mercy against his accelerating rhythm of charge.

He then used a cavalry knotting technique to tie the four’s hair into a deadlock, looking down from above at the four pale bodies lying facedown beneath him: "Whoever unties it first tonight will replace Aeliria and wear the Brass Bell throughout the rest of the time!"

The heated atmosphere persisted into the deep night, the rising steam then enveloped the entangled bodies, throwing them into the velvet bedspread.

The silver bell hanging on the east window lattice of the treehouse still rang silently, as three nightingales perched on the eaves preened their ruffled feathers, their courtship cries hoarse and prolonged due to the interference of last night’s sound waves.

When the morning light penetrated the purple vine curtains, Su Li lazily stretched and opened his eyes in contentment. After a night of rigorous practice, the treehouse floor had transformed into a battlefield of mixed alcohol stains, broken chains, and petals.

Hilude curled in the crook of his arm, her fingertips intertwined with a lock of Freya’s silver hair, looking up at him, reporting in a slightly hoarse voice: "Lord, there’s a need to report the battle damage. Last night we exhausted 3 essential oil candles, consumed 2 bottles of Purple Crystal Brandy front and back, and the number of damaged hair ties and belts reached up to 5."

That was pretty wild~

Su Li, satisfied, reached out to caress Freya’s smooth and delicate beautiful legs, the Seductive Torture Brass Bell resting on her body.

After last night’s intense practice, Su Li deeply realized that endurance in these matters really isn’t influenced much by personal prowess.

What affects it most is personal physique and the body’s sensitivity. Apparently, Freya, who seemed the coldest like ice, actually has the most sensitive body. Therefore, after being bound last night, she was the first to give in, forced to beg for mercy. She signed a series of unequal treaties and was made to wear the Brass Bell by Hilude.

Listening to her soft voice and the clear ringing of the bell, Su Li moaned comfortably. This is what life should be! This is the life he has dreamed of.

With his pleasant mood, soft jade, and warm fragrance, enjoying to the fullest, the Daily Intelligence refreshed smoothly.

[As you are lying down, today’s Prophet information has been updated]

[1: Wild Talent Forgotten: Your territory and competitive festival have gained some renown, knights and adventurer groups from various parts of the Border Prince’s Territory are gathering towards Hesse Town, among them the Ashen Envoy Adventuring Group’s Deputy Leader Garsen Von Hegelian is a devout Fiery Sun Goddess worshiper. He hails from Gray Rock Village of the Border Prince’s Territory, with his father being a village blacksmith and his mother a wool weaver. His humble background has led to his talent being overlooked by any lord. No lord is willing to believe that such a low-born commoner’s son could master the wisdom and tactics of the Goddess, even though, at the age of 17, he once led 36 women, elderly, and youth in an ambush at the north slope rye fields of Gray Rock Village, annihilating a strong and fearsome ground-hog cavalry with only two minor injuries, decimating 24 Beastman raiders, over 40 Goblins, and Goblins. However, this battle achievement was altered by the local Baron as the credit of his knight underlings, rewarding Garsen with only a bag of moldy oats. Even after Garsen came of age, he could not become a territorial knight and was forced to join an adventuring group. During last year’s Majia Tribe West Invasion, Garsen was hired by the Count’s Territory to transport arrows. Along the way, he discovered that the mud of the Rusted River Shallows could impede heavy armor units, convincing the logistics officer to use grain carts to block the tributary, artificially creating a marshland. This tactic trapped the Beastman heavily armored Ox Horn Beast in the mud, taken down by archers, winning the Count’s Territory main force 3 days of fortification time; yet in the aftermath, he was flogged for ’unauthorized alteration of military supplies’, the tactic credited to the Count’s illegitimate son. If you could grant him the courtesy of a Territorial Knight, he would pledge lifelong loyalty to you and become a rising star in Hesse Territory!]