Noble Emblem

Beta has always been a person with great self-control. Under normal circumstances, he can treat women with a look of no mercy. If not, Shirley would have been eaten up by him until not even the dregs were left.

But now, Natalia, a woman who was different from Shirley in appearance and temperament, could attract his attention by casually showing off two pieces of the northern hemisphere.

That's why Beta frowned.

Spell casters have strong requirements for self-control, and their body's reactions should be within their control.

If you can't even control your own body, how can you control more mysterious magical elements?

After breakfast, Beta returned to the mansion again. He began to recall the knowledge he had learned in the game. Is there any way to suppress his body's strong need response?

Then the first thing that came to mind was a classic quote.

If you want to practice magical skills, swing your sword and... Bah!

Natalia was very happy. From time to time, she was bumped into by this young spellcaster while she was wearing pajamas at night, but he behaved like a saint and never showed any obscene expression. If it were any other man, he would have pounced on her long ago. Coming over made her think that she was not attractive at all in the eyes of a superior person like the spell caster.

But now it seems that is not the case.

The other party will also be amazed by his mature and sexy body. This guy usually puts on a really good show.

Mensao!

Natalia rolled her eyes charmingly towards the direction where Beta disappeared.

In the eldest princess's Stacey's manor, because he was relatively close to the people of the Temple of Light some time ago, but the behavior of the envoys of the Temple of Light later clearly conflicted with the interests of the royal family, she felt that she might be questioned by her father. She felt guilty, so she stayed at home and 'imprisoned herself' for several days. However, after a few days, she did not see her father sending anyone to punish her, nor did she see her father's people summoning her to the royal group. Then she knew , things have passed.

As soon as the incident was over, Stacey floated up again, swaggering through the city with a group of losers, and having a devilish time in the best tavern. When her mood calmed down, she asked the losers around her.

"What happened recently?"

"Lizzie is looking for a man named Cook, but martial law was lifted just yesterday."

"Martial law has been imposed?" Stacey chuckled: "It seems that father is really angry. Has Sasha been criticized miserably?"

"That's not the case. Nothing happened to Princess Shasha. She is staying in the manor to study magic as usual."

"Favoritism." Stacey said unhappily: "Father always favors the second sister. It's not fair."

The henchmen next to him didn't say anything. They couldn't interfere in matters between the royal family's descendants, and they didn't dare to interfere.

The good mood just now disappeared immediately. Stacey threw the wine glass in her hand away, half-hiding on the long soft chair, and sighed.

She always felt that her father favored her second sister more, and she was the one least favored by her father among all the people.

Ruoyouruowu's jealousy made her feel extremely unhappy.

At this time, a waiter came in from outside the door. He came in with a low eyebrow and a wooden plate with three bottles of grape wine on it.

The waiter came to Stacey and carefully put down the bottle.

This waiter was very young and good-looking. Stacey stared at him and then let out a sigh, feeling that this person looked familiar.

The waiter stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait." Stacey suddenly said: "Come to me."

The waiter was just an ordinary person. He knew that the person in front of him was the eldest princess, so he did not dare to resist and came to Stacey with a low eyebrow.

Stacey grabbed the waiter's chin with her right hand, looked at the waiter's face carefully for a while, and asked: "What's your name?"

"Durte." The waiter had a fawning smile on his face and his eyes were full of excitement: "Your Highness, I am willing to serve you, anything is fine."

The eldest princess Stacey is quite popular among the people. Many people know that she is open-minded and has many faces. She also knows that the faces she likes will get a severance payment even if they get tired of being played. Of course, some of her faces were not attentive to their service and their skills were too poor, and they were killed by her. Unlucky guy.

"It's a bit similar, but the temperament and character are far different. But it doesn't matter. Just clean up and come back to the manor with me later."

Duarte didn't know what Stacey was talking about, but he knew that he seemed to be getting rich. He stood up excitedly, saluted and left the room. Next he was about to resign to the tavern owner.

Stacey is somewhat hostile to Beta, but she also has to admit that Beta is a very charming man.

The waiter just now had some similarities with Beta in his eyebrows and facial bones, so she found it quite interesting.

Even if he couldn't sleep with Beta and couldn't find Beta, it would be quite interesting to sleep with someone who looked similar to him.

After eating, drinking and having fun until the evening, Stacey took Duarte back to her manor.

As soon as Duerca entered the manor, he saw that there were many young men in the manor, all of them were handsome.

Almost all of these people looked at Duart with hostile eyes.

Duarte was not afraid, but stared back. He knew very well that the princess was sexually interested in him now, and this was his biggest reliance.

Stacey went up to the second floor and took Duarte to see a bedroom. The maids around her hurriedly avoided it and stayed away from the bedroom.

The bedroom is very luxurious, with no variegated snow bear skin carpets, fragrant wood furniture, and gold plates and silver pots on the table.

"Take off!"

Stacey sat on a chair, crossed her legs and said lazily.

Without hesitation, Duarte stripped naked.

Stacey took a look and nodded: "The muscles are good, and that thing is pretty big, so it's not bad!"

Duarte showed a flattering smile: "I will do my best to serve you, princess, and I will definitely satisfy you."

After finishing speaking, Duarte was already in high spirits.

Stacey is very beautiful and has a good figure. Even if she no longer has the status of a princess, she is still a beauty in the eyes of most men. It is not surprising that Duarte has this reaction.

Stacey stood up and unbuttoned her clothes and skirt. A plump and white body appeared in front of Duarte.

Duarte licked his lips subconsciously.

At the same time, he seemed to smell a faint but peculiar fishy smell.

If there were old Chinese medicine practitioners in this world, they would definitely understand that Stacey was already suffering from a disease, a disease that cannot be explained but can only be understood.

But Duarte was so excited that he couldn't smell it.

"Go to bed and lie down."

Terte did as he was told, and as soon as he fell asleep, a somewhat impatient Stacey sat on his crotch. Then they both let out a long sigh of relief at the same time.

Then there was a burst of ups and downs of movement. After at least a few dozen minutes, Duarte's body began to prepare to swing, which was a precursor to preparing to release the essence of life.

At this moment, Stacey's hand suddenly had a dagger, which swiped across Duarte's throat at an extremely fast speed.

After Duarte was stunned for half a second, his hands began to dance, trying to cover his throat that was spewing air and blood, but Stacey suddenly grabbed his hands tightly, preventing him from moving.

Duarte's body began to receive oxygen, and his muscles began to contract and struggle instinctively. He struggled with all his strength, pushing his waist upwards, trying to lift the person off him, but Stacey didn't know why, but his strength became quite strong. , she not only pressed Duarte's hands, but also pressed down hard with her body.

The union between the two has reached the most intimate level, without any gaps.

Her face was flushed with excitement.

The oxygen in Duarte's body became less and less, and his eyes opened wider and wider, full of panic, and he looked extremely frightened.

But Stacey found this scene to be intoxicatingly beautiful.

"It's so nice, so comfortable, so cute. It's a pity that you are not the real Cook, otherwise it would be more interesting."

With her morbid tone and devilish smile, Stacey seemed like a female heart-eating demon coming out of the devil world.

Duarte's body arched to the highest point, and his throat made the last two whooshing sounds of his life. The life energy and life essence of his body were all injected into Stacey's body like volcanic lava.

Then, his waist fell heavily back to the bed, and there was no sound from his whole body, except for a pair of wide-open, fearful eyes.

Stacey stroked her belly and sighed with satisfaction: "It's so warm."

Feeling the aftertaste of physical comfort, it was not until a few minutes later that Stacey stood up and got out of bed. She was about to call someone in to dispose of the body, but suddenly she saw a person standing at the window.

Beta was holding his breath. He smelled a disgusting smell as soon as he came in. He looked at the deceased on the bed, and then moved his eyes to Stacy.

There was some pink on the princess's clean body, which showed that she had not completely faded from the excitement.

The middle of her legs was dripping with white liquid.

Seeing Beta, Stacey's eyes lit up at first, and then she became frightened.

She was not stupid, she quickly got rid of the influence of lust on her, and immediately understood Beta's purpose.

Night, window... clear assassination.

What are the patrols doing for food? This thought flashed through Stacey's mind, and she turned around and wanted to run out. At the same time, her mouth was already opened and she was about to shout.

But at this time, a translucent golden sword passed through her heart.

Her movements and shouts were all frozen in this rotation.

He stared at the sword tip appearing on his chest in confusion, and then his body fell to the ground softly.

Beta covered her nose...the closer she got to Stacey, the stronger the disgusting smell became.

The noses of professionals are also much more sensitive than normal people.

Beta took out the square key from the magic space of the mansion and pointed it at Stacey's body. After a while, a female-like soul with a similar face was sucked into the square key.

With a satisfied smile, Beta turned and left from the window.

The next day... the entire royal city was in shock.