Lord of the Magical Beasts

Chapter 91: I’m Not a Wanton Man

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Having received more accurate information since Yang Ling’s return, the Rossi forces managed to launch a few successful sneak attacks. The patrolling Black Armor Guards felt insecure, and in order to conserve their strength, Steve took the advice of his tactician and greatly narrowed the patrolling radius of his troops.

In addition, he increased the number of men in each patrol team to a hundred. The patrol teams were now equipped with archers and spellcasters, so their abilities received a huge boost. The Rossi soldiers launching sneak attacks couldn’t do anything against that. At the same time, in order to control the worsening situation, Steve had asked for aid from the capital. He used the justification that the Rossi government was sending a large group of elite forces, hoping that he would receive a large amount of resources and reinforcements as well.

Steve believed that with the mediation of his father and allied families, he would soon receive the reinforcements and resources. If he could last a little longer until the reinforcements and resources arrived, he would then be able to conduct a large scale search and completely defeat the Rossi forces.

At that point, foreign troops, the local Wissen townspeople, and the powerful Yang Ling would all have to obey him and follow his every command.

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Renaya knew that the situation was getting worse for him, given the information he received from his spies in the Banto Empire and the constant failed attempts at sneak attacks. The Rossi Empire was far away from Wissen Town. There was no way for him to arrange for a large number of reinforcements in such a short amount of time. If he wanted to successfully complete the mission of foiling the Banto Empire’s plans, he could only pin his hopes on Yang Ling.

Yang Ling disregarded the Rossi faction’s multiple requests for them to attack together. He only told Goode to increase the aid he gave in terms of intelligence and material resources. It still wasn’t that right time for him to have a falling out with Steve. Attacking now would only benefit the Rossi forces for free.

Yang Ling sent his scouts to observe Maryse for a while, but he was a little confused when he found out that she spent her days either traveling or killing time in Shangri-La’s bar. He couldn’t understand the intentions of this devil. Either Yang Ling was just overly-paranoid, or Maryse was a topnotch killer whose abilities ran deep. Maybe she was still waiting for the right time to land a surefire killing blow.

He had to plan for the worst case scenario. Yang Ling would rather believe that Maryse was a topnotch killer hiding her abilities than let his guard down. He seized the time to train, and he ordered Goode to continue digging up information on her background.

One night, after having trained continuously for three days, Yang Ling walked toward Shangri-La with large strides, more than ready for a drink or two. He had just settled himself at the bar when Maryse slowly walked in front of him, bringing with her a faint fragrance.

“Sir Yang, you came at a good time. The doors and windows of my villa keep getting trashed by someone. Can you come check it out for me?”

Perhaps it was because she had just gotten out of the shower, but water dripped from Maryse’s bunned up hair from time to time. One could see a thin piece of undershirt hugging her slender body through her unzipped jacket. She was perky where she needed to be, releasing a fatal allure. Even Yang Ling felt a little parched looking at her, and a strange urge filled both him and the troops around them.

“Miss, you can ask one of the guards for help with something like that. They will help you solve it!” Yang Ling took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down.

Yang Ling did not dare be careless, even though Maryse couldn’t be hiding any weapons under her thin garments. At the level of a heaven-ranked assassin, even a strand of hair or a fallen leaf might be used as a deadly weapon. Furthermore, they also had those instant spells that were hard to defend against.

An assassin’s spell might be simple and mundane compared to a spell slowly cast by a spellcaster, but it was very practical. Yang Ling didn’t wish for his mouth to be stuffed with a purple flame while he was talking to Maryse, murdered in an instant like the unlucky Black Armor Guard she had killed the first night he saw her.

“Sir Yang, you can call me Maryse in the future!” Maryse gave Yang Ling a distant gaze, then said pitifully, “Sir Yang, I have already gotten the guards to look at it, but the problem hasn’t been solved. Could you bear to see a helpless lady like me get bullied?”

Helpless lady?

As he watched Maryse pretending to be pitiful, then looked at her large watery eyes that were slowly filling with tears, Yang Ling felt his hair stand on end. He couldn’t help but feel in awe of her acting skills. If he hadn’t witnessed her killing the Black Armor Guard and detected her subtle manipulation magic, he might not have believed that such a beauty would be a merciless, cold-blooded killer.

Seeing Yang Ling remain unmoved despite Maryse’s pleas, even the busy bartender John could not look on any longer. “Boss, Jarlock and the rest have been there to take a look. They truly cannot solve the problem. This might be something that really requires your personal attention.”

“John, why don’t you go deal with it? I’ll give you half a day off!”

Seeing that John was obviously pleading for Maryse, then looking at the troops and adventurers pointing fingers at him, Yang Ling shook his head and let out a bitter laugh.

This femme fatale sure lives up to her name. If I push her away any longer, I might truly invoke the anger of the crowd.

Yang Ling came up with an idea after a moment’s deliberation. He decided to follow Maryse to see what exactly she was planning. Of course, as a precaution, he secretly grabbed a handful of Wizard Amulets from his robe.

“Alright, it is my honor to be serving you. Miss Maryse, please!”

Seeing that Yang Ling had finally taken the hook, Maryse let out a faint, cold smile, leading the way after she took a bow. Behind her, Yang Ling couldn’t help but swallow. At the instant she bowed, he saw her pair of fair bunnies, firm, full, and inviting...

Did she really only have such a loose undershirt under her jacket?

Yang Ling shook his head. It looks like Ymir’s father had indeed put in a lot of effort in order to deal with him, even finding such a premium, beautiful assassin.

A slender figure, flexible waist, and perky butt, coupled with her ever-present allure... Those things were already powerful weapons. Luckily, his concentration had improved greatly after absorbing a large amount of green life force. Otherwise, he might have fallen for her tricks long before.

After making their way past a bamboo forest, Yang Ling followed Maryse to a silent villa. The windows of the master bedroom and bathroom had indeed been broken. But weirdly, there were no signs of anyone entering the villa to steal anything. There were also no playful children nearby, so who could have done such a thing?

“Sir Yang Ling, you have to investigate this thoroughly. Otherwise, how will I dare sleep alone at night?” Maryse said as she closed in on Yang Ling. She bent her slender waist, propping up her supple butt as she investigated the shattered windows beside him.

In that instant, smelling her faint fragrance, looking at her fair skin inches away from him, Yang Ling felt his blood boil. His private parts involuntarily went erect. Even worse, it was propped right between Maryse’s supple butt cheeks.

“Ah, sir, you..” After being suddenly prodded by Yang Ling, Maryse shuddered, as if she was struck by lightning. She turned pale as she looked at Yang Ling’s privates standing tall. Even though she was intentionally tempting him, she hadn’t expected Yang Ling’s reaction to be this strong.

After her surprise, Maryse let out a proud smile. She wasn’t afraid of Yang Ling’s large reaction; she had been more afraid that he wouldn’t have a reaction at all, as if he was a eunuch. She now believed that with a little more effort, Yang Ling would become like a dog awaiting her orders, just like the other men.

“Sir Yang Ling, what’s wrong with this weather? It’s so warm I’m sweating, even though it’s in the middle of winter!”

Maryse slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of her jacket as she said this. Her alluring body was faintly exposed. Her perky twin peaks, muscular thighs, and a woman’s most private... In that instant, Yang Ling thought blood was going to start gushing out of his nose.

The ultimate honey trap?

Looking at Maryse, who seemed to be allowing him to do whatever he wanted, then looking at her alluring body, Yang Ling swallowed hard. He forcefully calmed himself down. “Miss Maryse, if your body is so warm, are you feeling unwell?”

“Yes, Sir Yang, I am feeling unwell. Help me find out what exactly is wrong with me, would you?” Maryse’s eyes were glazed over, and she leaned toward Yang Ling as she spoke. She instinctively cast her Temptation of Darkness.

Yang Ling would fall under her full controlled as long as she managed to pierce through Yang Ling’s mental defenses and plant the seed of desire in his brain. He would definitely obey her every command.

At the critical moment, the pagoda-shaped brand on Yang Ling’s forehead started to pulse vigorously once again. The protective Wizard Power rapidly circulated within his body, forcefully defending against the mental attacks of the Temptation of Darkness. At the same time, the Soul Ring on his right index finger released an icy chill that circulated once around his body. Yang Ling instantly felt refreshed.

“Sir Yang, as long as it’s convenient for you, my door will always be open for you!” Leaning into Yang Ling, Maryse moaned beside his ear, trying her best to ignite his feelings of lust.

“Miss Maryse, regrettably, I’m not a wanton man!” Coming to his senses, Yang Ling found Maryse in his arms, and he immediately pushed her away. He quickly retreated as if he had seen a ghost, a bunch of Wizard Amulets in his hand.

Originally, he had wanted to seize the opportunity to bring down this demon, but after sensing her booming ripples of Magical Energy at close distance, Yang Ling did not dare act recklessly. At this moment, it was better for him to retreat.

“B*stard, I’ll kill you!”

Seeing that Yang Ling had come to his senses and left her villa at the critical moment, Maryse clenched her teeth in fury. All she wanted to do was chase after him and turn him into a skeleton using her dark magic.