Blood Emperor Throne

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That is, why did the usually domineering Dolores and the wise Alice not force the nobles to withdraw their troops?

While their combined prestige might not be enough to completely suppress the restless nobles, they could certainly do so through the noble contracts.

Judging from their swift action in mobilizing troops and gathering nobles as soon as they sensed the threat from Castellania, and their rapid response before Castellania had completely annexed the Earldom of Dorne, it's clear that this gentle and intelligent widow and the noble and charming princess knight must have noticed something amiss after crossing the Rue River; otherwise, they wouldn't have kept the nobles from advancing.

So why did these two lords, who clearly sensed something was wrong, not force the nobles to retreat with them when they chose to withdraw their troops, but instead... only led their own directly controlled armies to retreat?

At this point, it can also be said that Alice and Dolores used Castella to purge the nobles and consolidate their rule.

In reality, these two were not the foolish type to hand over the main force of their entire territory to the enemy for complete annihilation in order to consolidate their own position and power.

Moreover... after sending off their main force, Alice and Dolores almost immediately handed over an extremely humiliating letter of surrender. Submitting a letter of surrender was quite common among defeated nobles and was not surprising.

But what if the loser is a gentle and intellectual widow with a plump, mature body and white stockings, and a noble and charming knight with a vulgar, gourd-shaped, voluptuous, and seductive body in black stockings?

These two alluring and noble beauties, after the main force was defeated, took the initiative to submit a humiliating letter of surrender, which meant that they had been completely defeated and were at the mercy of the enemy forces. They looked like defeated female slaves swaying their hips and fawning over their master.

She knew very well that Castella was now completely under the control of that handsome and valiant knight commander. The consequence of submitting the surrender document would be that the knight commander would pin her down and wantonly ravage and violate her soft, voluptuous clothes.

So, after this report, Orisa had pretty much figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

On the very first day of the invasion of Castella, Alice, the gentle and intelligent Lady of Brendor, and Dolores, the proud and alluring leader of the Grulli Knights, were completely defeated without anyone noticing, and became the knights' slaves, their swaying, plump, and voluptuous buttocks filled with seductive charm and allure.

Chapter 70 Wedding Banquet

"Is the journey to Castria ready?" Orisa asked, her languid and alluring purple eyes half-closed as she casually handed the report to the guard princess knight, Daisanna, beside her.

"Everything is ready. We can set off tonight, and at our pace, we should arrive in Castellania around tomorrow evening," Diana replied efficiently.

"However, according to your plan, shouldn't you have tied that wolfhound up in the Duchy of Bordeaux? Why did you suddenly change the itinerary?"

In reality, Orisa's original intention was simply to keep Asmody, this wild and valiant wolfhound, on her private estate, serving as her personal knight-errant day and night.

Whether in the solemn daytime or the quiet night, this wild and tall wolfhound could amuse her loneliness, or in this tranquil garden, it would roughly lift the hem of her elegant silk evening gown, treating her, the duchess, like a lowly female animal, wantonly violating and ravaging her to satisfy her sadistic desires.

The trip to Castella that she mentioned three days later was nothing more than a pleasant outing in her plan. After the fun, she would use various means to take this big wolfhound away from the Countess of Castella and make it her loyal knight commander.

But now it seems she needs to change her mind.

From Castella's reaction, the recent reforms, and this crushing victory against Gruul and Brendor, she could see the message this big wolfhound was trying to convey to her.

Firstly, Castella was not under the control of the Countess, but rather under the full control of the Knight Commander Asmodie, encompassing military, civilian, and economic affairs.

Secondly, this big wolfhound is throwing out a bargaining chip to her: Castellania has the ability to annex the entire border Counts at the fastest speed, forming a major power outside of the Grand Duchy of Bordeaux, and expanding at a speed far exceeding that of any lord in the history of the empire.

The third piece of information is Castella's future potential.

Castella, which had already annexed the Earldom of Dorne, has now annexed the more prosperous Viscountdom of Brendor and Barondom of Gruul, multiplying its territory, population, and resources several times over.

The Earl of Dorne owns 50,000 acres of land with a population of 20,000. The land is fertile and produces a lot of grain, thanks to the Rooibos River.

The Viscount of Brundor holds approximately 25,000 acres of land and has a population of over 12,000. The land along the Roe River is very fertile, with numerous arable fields. The main crops are wheat and barley, and the Viscount also occupies a small iron mine on the banks of the Roe River, from which the iron ore mined is of very high quality.

Baron Grüller occupies 10,000 acres of land and has a population of about 8,000. This 10,000-acre territory is entirely flat plains, making it a rich and fertile land for livestock and dairy production.

Including Castella's original 30,000 acres of territory, which increased to 10,000 people, plus these three newly annexed territories.

Today, the territory of Castella has expanded to 115,000 acres, with a population of 50,000, and it also has a wide range of trade in commodities, including forestry, animal husbandry, grain production, agriculture, iron ore, fishing, and fur.

These territories, when combined, far exceed the territory and population that a single earl can control.

It is no miracle that Castelli, which was originally one of the weakest earls in the border territories, has turned around and become what it is today in just a few months.

What Orisa was most concerned about was Asmodé's ability to govern the territory.

Generally speaking, if the territory and population resources under one's control increase several times over in just a few months, it will inevitably lead to a series of troubles such as management, governance, security, and rebellion.

However, after Castellania annexed the Earldom of Dorne, it never encountered such troubles again, thanks to its efficient administration, decisive and ruthless purge of the remaining nobles, tax reduction policies, suppression of bandits, and pacification of disaster victims.

All this information revealed made the duchess understand that the dashing and aloof knight commander before her now possessed the leverage and resources to engage in in-depth, detailed, and all-night negotiations with her.

The question is, will this wild, large wolfhound be able to properly satisfy this duchess?

“This is none of your business, Diana.” Orisa allowed two elegant and graceful maids dressed in high-cut bodysuits and white stockings to take her fair hands and rise gracefully from the warm spring.

Two plump, soft breasts, like jade bells overflowing with milk and honey, trembled and rippled in the warm spring as the alluring lady rose from the spring. They were like two ripe, plump peaches, glistening with dewdrops, and exposed to the air.

As she walked ashore, her soft, white feet, adorned with alluring light blue nail polish, stepped onto the shore. The water that had been overflowing her soft, fragrant breasts curved downwards, revealing her delicate, white, and supple waist.

Then, the originally closed, plump curves rapidly expanded to both sides again, like delicate and soft buds, lifting up two ripe, soft, and tender buttocks that looked like plump peaches filled with mellow honey and spring honey.

These two plump, fleshy buttocks, glistening with water droplets and steaming with the fragrant aroma of ripeness, swayed and trembled like two large, creamy cakes filled with sweet, ripe honey, with each step and fall of Orissa's succulent, white, and smooth legs, creating ripples of oily, soft flesh.

"You only need to prepare the itinerary. Also, this time, the Platinum Rose Princess Knights will accompany you."

Emerging from the warm spring, Orisa languidly approached the full-length mirror, half-closing her alluring, vibrant purple eyes as five elegantly dressed maids in white silk wiped away her water droplets and presented her with a series of elegant and luxurious evening gowns to choose from.

She chose a light blue, waist-cinching, hip-length, high-slit, deep-V semi-transparent silk evening gown, adorned with a light blue diamond necklace and earrings, a platinum rose hair accessory, and a light blue noblewoman's hat decorated with white feathers, which added a touch of noblewoman's glamour to her already noble and mature charm.

"Also, tell me, Diana, when did this Knight Commander hold surrender negotiations with Alice and Dolores?"

"Tonight, the Knight Commander of Castellania will accept the surrender of Lady Alice of Brendor and the current Baron Dolores of Gruul in the Viscount's Domain of Borot, with the current Lady Veranica of Borot acting as the intermediary."

"Oh?" Olissa raised an eyebrow, gently lifting her jade hand as the maid put on her luxurious and alluring black lace gloves. Then, she lazily leaned against the chaise lounge, her plump, mature, and voluptuous breasts, like those of a white jade sculpture coated with sweet, creamy honey, slightly overlapping.

The maids gently dressed the charming duchess in a vibrant, sensual purple, waist-length, thin-strapped lace dress, over which she wore a pair of equally vibrant purple lace-trimmed, flesh-colored stockings. Finally, over these stockings, she slipped on a layer of smooth, glossy, body-hugging black pantyhose, perfectly accentuating her already voluptuous and soft legs, making her appear even more like a mature and voluptuous noblewoman.

This elegant and sophisticated light blue silk evening gown, with its high slit and deep V-neck, paired with double layers of glossy silk, accentuated the Duchess's already alluring figure, making her plump, soft buttocks appear even more seductive and mature.

How long will this negotiation take?

With the maid's gentle support, the Duchess slipped her soft, smooth, glossy black silk-stockinged feet into a pair of vibrant and exquisite light blue lace-up crystal open-toe high-heeled sandals. The light blue silk ribbons were then wrapped around her plump, soft, and smooth black silk-stockinged legs, creating soft, smooth, and glossy marks on her already plump and shapely calves.

"It's expected to continue until tomorrow morning," Daisanna replied softly.

"This negotiation is to decide the ownership of Gruul and Brendor, but according to the information I have, the annexation of these two territories is inevitable, and this negotiation is just a formality."

"If nothing unexpected happens, these negotiations should have already begun in the Viscount Borot territory by now."

Meanwhile, far away in his private estate in the Viscount of Bolot, Asmodeus pushed open the door to this private estate that belonged only to him, and strolled into the estate led by two beautiful maids dressed in extremely revealing, semi-transparent white lace dresses.

The bridal chamber originally belonged to Veranika, a charming and beautiful woman; Alice, a gentle and intellectual widow in white stockings; Dolores, a noble and alluring knight in black stockings; and Veranika, a hot and sexy widow in black stockings.

At this moment, all of them, filled with humiliation and submissiveness, changed into extremely revealing and even erotic black, white, and red wedding dresses, awaiting Asmodie's next in-depth and brutal negotiations.

And so, the bridal banquet for the three newlywed wives and the knight commander gradually drew back the veil of romance.

Chapter 71 The Knightess and the Noblewoman's Manor

Viscount Bolot's estate, originally intended to serve as an outpost and supply point for Asmodal's attacks on the Earldom of Dorne.

However, after taking over the Earldom of Dorne, this viscount's estate took on a new purpose.

The plains of this viscountry are very flat, with abundant arable land and few trees, making it a fertile place to live for commoners. The flat and sparsely wooded terrain also facilitates transportation.

For Asmodée, this newly vacated viscountry was perfect for housing the beautiful noblewomen and pretty maids he had captured during the war and branded with slave marks.

Here, the noblewomen he used to manage his territory would regularly return to the manor to gather and summarize the information they had collected within the territory.

As for the captured princess knights, they were all incorporated into the Purple Nightingale Princess Knights Order. Now, after taking over the Earl of Dorne's territory and Alice's personal guard princess knights, the Purple Nightingale Princess Knights Order has expanded to one hundred and twenty princess knights.

The sixty-six princess knights of the Dawn Gold Princess Knight Order were an unexpected bonus in this war.

These sixty-six Dawn Knights were not the useless noble knights of Brundor. Each of them possessed tactical skills comparable to those of the Dornish knights, and each was equipped with full-body silver plate armor and a longsword and lance, all at great expense by Dolores.

Furthermore, these sixty-six Xi Jin Ji knights are all dashing, proud, and beautiful mature women and glamorous mothers. Their long, slender legs, covered in glossy silk, are simply natural-born cannon rigs. In particular, their soft, supple legs, which have become exceptionally plump and greasy from riding warhorses every day, are the finest cushions for riding.

After the sixty-six Dawn Gold Knights were defeated and subdued, these sixty-six beautiful and charming female slave knights, whose strength was comparable to that of the Dornish knights and who were absolutely loyal to him, have now entered this manor with their knight leader, Dolores.

This luxurious and tranquil noble manor is only open to Asmodian men. Twenty Purple Nightingale Knights are stationed here daily to maintain security outside the manor and order inside.

All the females in this noble estate belonged to Asmodée.

Upon entering the manor, two haughty and alluring purple-robed knights, each with a fleshy, gourd-shaped body, approached Asmodie with elegant and graceful steps and knelt on one knee to pay their respects.

"Master, all the knights of the Dawn Knights are now in the garden with platinum handcuffs and shackles. The new Duchess of Gruul, Dolores; Duchess of Brendor, Alice; and Duchess of Bolot, Veranica, are already in your chambers, ready to apologize to you."

However, despite their outward appearance of elegance and refinement, these two haughty and sophisticated female knights no longer wore the noble and form-fitting bright silver plate armor in the manor. Instead, they wore extremely revealing high-heeled silver boots and silver lace gauntlets that were convenient for Asmodie to use at any time, paired with what appeared to be a seductive and mature pantyhose made of glossy flesh and black stockings.

A thin, transparent white veil, no different from a milk curtain, hangs between their plump, moist breasts. This veil, no wider than a palm, flows over their slender waists and, like a knight's cloak, gracefully descends to their thighs, barely concealing a portion of their fragrant, soft, white, moist vulva, outlining the contours of their plump, jade-like mounds that are always exuding nectar.

Especially after they bent down and knelt to pay their respects, their two soft, plump breasts, wrapped in glossy, voluptuous black stockings, leaped out from the white gauze curtain of breasts. The two plump, milky breasts were held together by silk threads, with two exquisite silver heart-shaped pendants hanging from them to prevent their seductive flesh from leaking milk and wetting their stockings.

As for their plump, soft, and greasy flesh, which was no different from that of a ripe peach covered in glossy shreds of flesh, there was only a light, gauze-like curtain hanging down along their slender waists with a thin red rope, outlining the extremely plump and soft contours of ripe peaches, and the bright red waist-length lace panties that were vaguely visible under the curtain.

The reason why this extremely seductive bright red openwork lace is still retained is not only to add a touch of mature and alluring charm to this bodysuit of glossy pantyhose, but also because this extremely thin and seductive lace is inlaid with smooth and white round beads.

Whenever they step into a pair of plump, firm, oily, and brightly colored silk boots, this string of jade beads will be deeply embedded between their clitoris amidst the sticky, gurgling sounds of water.

Asmodai nodded slightly and stepped into the manor. His large hands naturally moved down and covered the plump, soft, and juicy buttocks of the two proud and beautiful Purple Nightingale knights, which swayed and rolled up and down with their plump and firm legs as they moved.

These two plump, juicy buttocks felt like they were filled with rich, creamy milk, making it easy for his large hands to sink deep into their smooth, soft flesh. This caused the two female slave knights to almost uncontrollably roll their eyes in desire.

"Goo-ooh?~~"

"Hmm?~~"

The two Purple Nightingale knights, who were often stationed at the manor and thus deprived of any pleasure, were almost casually violated and defiled by Asmodie, and their soft, sweet bodies overflowed with extremely seductive moans.

They had long since become submissive to Asmodeus, so these two originally proud noblewoman knights who looked down on any man, when faced with Asmodeus's desecration and violation, their mature, fleshy buttocks trembled only slightly for a moment before they obediently allowed Asmodeus to desecrate them.

Asmodeus, amidst the elegant and luxurious tranquility of this manor, casually indulging in the sensual, ripe flesh of the two proud and alluring Purple Nightingale knights beside him, arrived at the manor gate.

At the entrance, an elegant and beautiful blonde noblewoman with a mature and voluptuous figure was already waiting for Asmodedo, holding a stack of reports and terms of defeat.

This elegant and beautiful blonde noblewoman, compared to the glamorous and charming ladies in the manor, exuded a noble and elegant temperament from the inside out. In front of her pale purple eyes that shimmered with peach hearts, she wore a pair of dignified and charming bright red frameless silver-rimmed glasses.

The noblewoman before me is named Defiance. She was originally a secretary for Earl Chris of Dorne, handling and managing the economic affairs of the arena and the territory.

While she might be described as an extremely ambiguous secretary, Deffie was not the kind of plaything Chris would have as a mistress. With her intelligent and keen business acumen, economic talent, and elegant, dignified, and unapproachable demeanor, she made it impossible for Chris, who coveted this beautiful and noblewoman, to ever make a move.

Her proud and dignified personality made her look down on Chris, a greedy and lewd nobleman. She always politely and gracefully rejected the advances of other males. Although it could not be called contempt, it was far more embarrassing for those males who were courting her.

Her proud nature also means that she has never been touched by any man so far.

After the fall of Dorne Castle, this elegant and graceful noblewoman had her luxurious and elegant burgundy silk bodycon dress roughly ripped off by Asmodian at that banquet, in front of a group of noblewomen, maids, and her close friend, the beautiful and glamorous female knight-errant.

Using the back seat of a train bento box, he tantalized her long, soft, and succulent legs, transforming into a savage and ferocious centaur lancer, brutally conquering and violating the elegant noblewoman Deffie's virginity in repeated rough rides and ravages.

This elegant and dignified blonde noblewoman, after being violated and taken for her virginity by Asmodie, had her dignified facade and elegant demeanor torn off. In front of a group of defeated and submissive noblewomen, maids, and her beautiful female knight guard, her charming eyes rolled upwards incessantly, and her delicate red lips cried out incessantly, her nectar splashing out like a warm spring.

Her soft, smooth, and glossy feet, during Asmodé's ravaging, were helplessly dangling from a pair of elegant and exquisite wine-red crystal ankle-strap high heels, swaying seductively and alluringly in front of the defeated and submissive females.

On that occasion, the elegant and poised noblewoman Deffie, who had always maintained a graceful demeanor in front of men and nobles, was completely captivated by Asmodée.

Ever since Asmodeus forcibly took her and violated her, this elegant and beautiful noblewoman, who was dignified and noble in public, was in front of Asmodeus like a succubus prostitute who was outwardly noble and elegant but inwardly extremely seductive and cunning.

The already charming and alluring mature noblewomen in the manor became even more effeminate under the influence of the slave mark. At first, their dresses were still luxurious and dignified gowns or elegant and graceful belted silk dresses.

But after becoming a submissive female slave under Asmodie's control, these elegant and dignified gowns and corset dresses were custom-made to be increasingly revealing and seductive.

Today, Defiant wore a sensual and alluring light blue silk dress with a deep V-neck and backless design. Only two thin straps barely held up the silk dress, which was barely two fingers wide. Her plump, juicy breasts looked like large, milky bells barely held up by two pieces of light silk gauze. Her snowy, plump cleavage, along with most of her creamy, white side breasts, were completely bare and undisguised.

The open back even extended all the way to her plump, soft, and glossy flesh, ending in a heart shape, completely exposing half of her flesh, which was exuding the fragrance of mature female flesh and had become even softer and plumper under Asmodie's ravaging, along with her fragrant and greasy buttocks, to Asmodie's view.

Chapter 72 The Defeat of the Bride's Contract

"The terms of defeat have been drafted."

Defiance adjusted her bright red frameless glasses, her elegant demeanor remaining as graceful as ever. If one ignored the extremely revealing deep V-neck, backless, halter-neck silk dress she was wearing, she would still appear as an elegant and dignified noblewoman.

However, her almond-shaped eyes, already tinged with the purple heart color of pleasure, and her soft, alluring flesh, which had become even more mature and voluptuous after being nourished, exuded a captivating and alluring charm that made one's mouth dry.

But this elegant noblewoman's mature and alluring charm, along with that of the charming and mature female knights present, was only revealed to Asmodée.

Once outside the Asmodal estate, a place exclusively for Asmodal's female knights and noblewomen, they remain proud and beautiful female knights and elegant and graceful noblewomen. No male other than Asmodal is qualified to appreciate their charming and mature allure.

Asmodie withdrew his large hand from the two mature, voluptuous female knights' plump, greasy black stockings and walked towards the elegant and beautiful noblewoman before him.

"Gurgle?~~"

Two alluring female knights with ripe, round buttocks, after Asmody withdrew his large hand, let out soft, sweet moans from their moist lips. Their bodies, as soft and plump as ripe peaches, trembled from lack of care, yet they still followed Asmody with their long, firm, and glossy legs, lazily hooking their high-heeled boots. (The last two lines appear to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated text.)

Within this manor, they serve as Asmodeus's personal bodyguards, and are required to attend to him frequently, providing him with various services whenever he needs them.

“Let’s go over the terms.” Asmodie took the terms, his large hand sliding down the woman’s extremely revealing deep V-neck halter dress, grasping and casually playing with one of her smooth, soft, white, milky, bell-shaped breasts.

"Yes, Master?" Facing Asmodie's wanton violation and desecration, the noblewoman's fragrant lips exuded a mature and sensual scent. Her beautiful black-stockinged hand, adorned with long, silky ring gloves, adjusted her bright red frameless glasses, remaining elegant and graceful as ever.

And those pale purple eyes, which had already turned into the shape of peach hearts, almost obeyed the instinct of female submission and showed a mature and spring-like charm. The plump breasts that Asmodie had been wantonly kneading also oozed drops of mellow milk.

After a while...

Inside the elegant and luxurious Viscount Bolot's room, the soft, enchanting candlelight added an aphrodisiac touch to the already alluring atmosphere.

The sweet and cloying fragrance of women, the alluring and seductive charm of spring, and the delicate and subtle scent of orchids permeated the room that Viscount Bolot had originally used to play with his mistresses.

The alluring and beautiful widow, Veranica; the gentle and intellectual widow in white silk, Alice; and the noble and charming mature knight, Dolores.