"What's wrong?" Aina climbed onto Xia Lun's body, "What are you thinking about, Xia Lun?"
The battle had just ended.
The hero had worked hard to carve out a future where Liyana still lived, right from Aina's grasp.
As for tonight's... service, Aina was quite satisfied—though, to be fair, there wasn’t a single day she wasn’t satisfied.
"I was thinking... about the Blood Pact."
According to the information obtained from that drug peddler, it was the Blood Pact that supplied them with the addictive substance.
"Isn’t the Blood Pact an assassin organization? Would they really break their usual rules for something like this?" Xia Lun glanced at Aina, who was currently adjusting her position to lie more comfortably on top of him.
Eventually, she interlaced her fingers with his, her body completely overlapping with his, like a second skin.
"I’m not sure either," Aina shook her head. "As an assassin organization, the Blood Pact is a mixed bag... I haven’t had much dealings with them."
"Does the Blood Pact have influence among the elves too?"
"Xia Lun... while I know many things, I’m not omniscient. I only know what I know, you see." Aina licked Xia Lun’s cheek.
"Then what else do you know, Aina?"
"I only know... how to make us feel even better right now."
Aina let out a soft moan, her expression a mix of pain and pleasure.
"Alright, now we can get back to business," Aina murmured, pressing herself tightly against Xia Lun’s chest.
"Uh... we’re discussing things like this?"
Xia Lun’s gaze drifted downward—their bodies were pressed together without a single gap between them.
"Just say what you need to say. Ask whatever you want. As long as it’s something I... something I can tell you, I’ll answer." Aina’s eyes were blissfully half-lidded, wholly absorbed in the sensation of Xia Lun beneath her.
With one foot already stepping into paradise, Xia Lun struggled to pull his focus back.
"Aina... ah—A-Aina, what do you know about the Blood Pact’s leader...?"
Before the gates of heaven, countless pristine angelic hands seemed to reach out, pulling him deeper inside.
Aina smirked triumphantly—the hero had underestimated her. Even without an intense battle, she could still dictate the rhythm with deadly precision.
"Mmm... the Blood Pact’s leader... ah... I think... his name was... my mind’s blank right now... can’t quite recall..."
Aina seemed to have forgotten that when she took the initiative to tease Xia Lun, she was subjecting herself to the same torment.
Their serious discussion was cut short as something far more important took precedence.
The two embraced tightly, as if trying to merge into one.
Xia Lun no longer hesitated, surrendering himself fully to paradise.
The greedy demon king was no longer satisfied with just this and began demanding more.
Life was about movement, not stillness.
However, this battle didn’t last long—after all, they had already been in combat mode earlier.
Aina lay motionless on top of Xia Lun.
"Ah, I remember now. The Blood Pact’s leader... his name was Luo Lun," Aina suddenly lifted her head and said.
Xia Lun: "..."
Impressive how she could seamlessly return to the previous topic.
"Luo Lun is an extremely skilled assassin. He once fought Dorian and even managed to wound him slightly."
"Oh?" Xia Lun raised an eyebrow. Aina had previously confessed to him about her schemes within the royal family to better control this world.
And every one of her subordinates—the vampire dukes—possessed formidable strength.
"Luo Lun attempted to assassinate the king and nearly succeeded... It was only because of a defensive artifact I had bestowed that the king survived. Dorian arrived afterward and drove him off. Even in direct combat, that Luo Lun was nearly Dorian’s equal."
Aina nuzzled her cheek against Xia Lun’s chest. They had just finished, so there was little fear of a third round starting immediately.
"Assassinating a king? The Blood Pact would go that far?" Xia Lun clicked his tongue.
"Luo Lun seemed to have noticed that the kings of the last few generations were all Olega in disguise... But that assassination attempt was never exposed. Both Olega’s identity and Luo Lun’s act of regicide were highly sensitive matters. Even if Olega were dethroned, the Blood Pact would face annihilation... So the only ones who knew about it were Dorian, Olega, and Luo Lun."
"And you," Xia Lun tapped Aina’s nose, pointing out her omission. Aina playfully stuck out her tongue, only for Xia Lun to immediately capture it with his lips.
Aina let out a soft whimper before despairingly realizing that, in just that brief moment, Xia Lun seemed to have regained his vigor.
However, Xia Lun showed no intention of tormenting her further, much to Aina’s relief.
"Actually... by your standards, Xia Lun, Luo Lun might not be a bad person," Aina said softly.
"Oh?" Xia Lun was surprised.
"Because of that assassination attempt, I personally sent out my blood bats to monitor him for a while," Aina explained. "Luo Lun lived under an alias, leading a very ordinary life... He also restrained his subordinates, refusing certain contracts and avoiding unnecessary killings. Corrupt nobles and merchants despised him, fearing they might be his next target... while some commoners revered him as a hero."
Xia Lun stroked his chin—no rough stubble there.
His thoughts drifted to Miss Elesha... back then, she had been targeted by a Blood Pact assassin on the road.
"Tch, Xia Lun, are you thinking about another girl right now? Your wife is still lying on top of you." Aina jabbed Xia Lun’s firm abs, only to find them already tensed and unyielding. Frustrated, she retaliated by biting his ear sharply—her fierce demeanor making it hard to believe this was the Demon King.
Aina truly understood him perfectly, instantly guessing his thoughts.
Xia Lun coughed awkwardly. "I could never have any thoughts about Miss Elesha."
"As nobles, they may appear righteous on the surface, but they’ve surely done dirty deeds behind the scenes... especially that old hag Lanxia. They definitely fit the Blood Pact’s assassination criteria." Aina snorted. "Of course, that Blood Pact assassin you killed wasn’t a good man either—just a mercenary doing his job."
"You’re right."
Not everything could be neatly categorized as right or wrong. The world wasn’t just black and white—it was mostly gray.
Xia Lun stared straight at Aina. It wasn’t surprising that the Demon King would admire Luo Lun—his methods likely aligned well with Aina’s tastes.
"Hah, who knew you’d take such an interest in another man?" Xia Lun said, his voice dripping with jealousy—after all, possessiveness wasn’t Aina’s exclusive trait. "And you watched him for so long too."
"What are you talking about, Xia Lun?"
Aina blinked in confusion.
"Luo Lun is a woman."
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
