Global Lords: I Have Information System-Chapter 473 - 350: A Feast for the Eyes, Sending Off Shafuri
Zong Shen stored the resources, stretched lazily beside the Territory Storage Box.
In the middle of the Lord’s Courtyard stood two Defense Towers, and beside them was the Moon God Well.
For the past two days, there had been no Moonlight due to the clouds that lingered in the sky, refusing to disperse.
As a result, the moon’s glow was also obscured.
Under the Moonlight, the Moon God Well could project a phantom of the moon and emanate a silvery glow, appearing remarkably beautiful.
Tonight, such a phenomenon did not occur. Zong Shen collected the Moon God Spring accumulated in the Moon God Well and then stepped outside the Lord’s Courtyard.
The territory was quiet, the end of the Burrow Challenge calming the night, allowing the warriors of the patrol team to rest peacefully.
With the Detection Tower and over thirty Defense Towers on guard, as long as nothing special happened, the territory was quite secure.
Especially the Detection Tower, with its Passive Skill, Eye of True Sight, capable of detecting stealth units.
Furthermore, with the walls sealed, any intruder attempting to enter illegally would be met with the active attack of the Defense Towers.
Zong Shen stood in the open space at the courtyard entrance, faintly hearing the steady snores of the warriors and farmers, which did not seem out of place or noisy but instead accentuated the tranquility of the night.
This was indeed a rare moment of peace, and Zong Shen’s mind was at ease.
He felt an unprecedented freedom, with all problems and worries vanishing.
Immersed alone in this world, he felt incredibly relaxed.
Suddenly, soft, white arms wrapped around his waist from both sides, embracing his waist.
A soft and warm body pressed against his back, resting its head on Zong Shen’s shoulder.
The two embraced tightly, savoring the serene beauty of the moment.
Zong Shen didn’t turn back; his hands rested on the white hands clasped around his waist.
In this silence, words were redundant; whether or not the moon was present no longer mattered.
"Luna, why aren’t you asleep?"
"There’s no Moonlight for you tonight."
Zong Shen gently rubbed those pale hands, speaking softly.
"How can I sleep when you’re still awake, my lord?"
"It doesn’t matter if there’s no Moonlight; my lord is my Moonlight."
Luna whispered softly, tightening her embrace around Zong Shen.
Even with the barrier of armor, Zong Shen felt their hearts were connected.
This time, instead of desire, his heart was filled with peace and warmth.
They remained silent, quietly holding each other for a while.
Zong Shen slowly turned around, gently patting Luna’s pert behind.
"Let’s go, time to rest."
"Your Moonlight thinks of you."
With that, he bent slightly, wrapped one arm around Luna’s slim waist, and the other under her knees, lifting her into a princess carry.
Luna obediently wrapped her arms around Zong Shen’s neck, quietly watching his profile.
Zong Shen carried Luna into the Lord’s Small Tower, headed straight to a room on the second floor, shut the door with his heel, and stepped towards the large bed.
He gently placed Luna at the bedside, used his waist to nudge her thighs open.
The over-knee Leg Armor couldn’t hide the allure; even in the dim light, Zong Shen could see the skin’s glistening luster.
He began to remove his Armor, revealing his solid body, and then leaned over, deftly removing Luna’s Battle Armor while whispering in her ear.
"There are guests in the Lord’s Small Tower tonight."
"So darling, bear with it and stay quiet, okay..."
Zong Shen murmured, his breath brushing past Luna’s earlobe, making her feel tingly.
Her cheeks immediately flushed red, lips pursed slightly, nodding subtly.
"Hmm..."
The Battle Armor soon came off, followed by the Leg Armor...
Soon, before Zong Shen lay enchanting peaks and two cherry-red points.
There was even a hidden paradise, where a babbling brook played hide and seek.
The surrounding temperature seemed to gradually rise.
Such sights were indeed a visual feast.
He spread his arms, lifting the twin valleys. Maintaining his stance, he entered the paradise, ready to partake and indulge.
Suddenly, moisture adorned the place, nourishing everything abundantly.
Even the open space was filled with a joyful and delightful atmosphere.
...
For a long time...
The intense battle finally came to an end.
Zong Shen held Luna close and drifted into a deep sleep.
...
At around 6 a.m., Zong Shen groggily opened his eyes.
The second one was steadily rising to the occasion again, maintaining its splendor after the battle.
The spot beside him was empty; Luna had left at some point.
Most of the warriors were gradually waking up as well.
Zong Shen turned to look out the window; daylight had broken, but the clouds in the sky had thickened rather than dispersing.
It seemed the arrival of the Frosty Winter was inevitable; in just two days, the temperature had dropped by at least seven or eight degrees here at Zong Shen’s place.
