Ethan sat back comfortably on his bed, with Mireya lying naked across his lap.

Her round, heart-shaped, plump ass was raised high in a glorious display, the purple skin flushed a deeper shade as she blushed from head to toe, the marks of his earlier attention still visible on the smooth skin.

Between her trembling thighs, a thin thread of arousal dripped down steadily, staining his pants.

Her large, purple breasts were squished flat against the mattress, the soft flesh bulging out from the sides with every squirm she made.

As she advanced to the third stage, who would have thought the first thing she’d do was act arrogantly?

Fortunately, Ethan had his ways of dealing with her.

"Are you sure you won’t be an obedient death knight to your master?" he asked.

"N-never!"

Mireya’s defiance was answered by a loud, wet slap.

Ethan’s open palm struck her plump ass hard, sinking deep into the purple flesh. The impact flattened the soft curve of her cheek for a split second before it bounced back, sending heavy ripples across both buttocks.

He grabbed one of the jiggling cheeks, his fingers sinking into the creamy, silky skin as he kneaded the tender flesh in slow circles.

"nghnn~~ you... perverted scoundrel! I’m a princess nghnn~~ I’m going to—" Mireya was silenced as Ethan’s left index finger slipped past her full lips, already drenched in saliva.

Her tongue instinctively curled around the finger as she closed her eyes, ashamed.

Why on earth was she sucking on it exactly as he wanted?

"nghnn~~ slurp~~ I will never surrender to these aghnn~ slurp~ profane skills of yours..." She gasped against his finger, her beautiful face full of indignation.

"Your Highness hasn’t even shown your new power to your master, who nurtured you so carefully... Don’t you think you’re being a bit too naughty of a servant?" Ethan smiled, raising his palm and bringing it down on Mireya’s ass once more.

The slap echoed through the room, heavy waves that traveled all the way up to her lower back.

A sweet moan escaped her lips before she could bite it back, her toes curling as the sting spread warm across her skin.

He paid no heed to her curses, nor to her resistance.

The touch of the god of love no longer worked on her, and yet, the rougher he was, the more her loyalty and affection grew.

That could only mean one thing.

She was a tsundere, and one who really enjoyed being treated with a bit of roughness. A rather dangerous combination of personalities, but not so bad after all, since he wasn’t exactly averse to spanking asses either.

Alice and Elena were too delicate for this kind of fun, while Evelyn, despite enjoying rougher sex, usually fought back.

"F-fuck you, you..."

Just as Mireya was about to finish her sentence, she froze.

Her eyes widened in terror, and the bedroom door swung open, revealing a beauty with black hair and silver-gray eyes.

Clearly having just finished her workout, Evelyn’s large, tanned tits glistened with a thin layer of sweat.

Her leather top dug deep into her voluptuous flesh, the soft mounds spilling over the edges, creating grooves and curves capable of making Ethan hard with just a glance.

"Ethan, what are you doing? It’s time to train! We’re ready to move on to the third stage and—" The words died in Evelyn’s throat as her eyes scanned the scene.

Mireya was sprawled across her man’s lap, her ass raised high and visibly red from spanking, her tongue was still curled around his finger, the glistening trail of saliva making it clear she had been sucking on it just moments ago.

The two beauties stared at each other for a brief moment, deep blushes spreading across both their faces.

"Oh... our Lord is so naughty, fufufu~~ ♡" Elena appeared by the door alongside Alice.

Her sweet, sensual laugh sent a visible bounce through her enormous dark breasts, the largest and softest among the four.

The heavy mounds jiggled freely in the tight neckline of her blue dress, the soft flesh pressing together and threatening to spill out with every little movement.

"Truly a lost cause... a degenerate pervert beyond redemption!" Evelyn declared, closing the door with a disappointed yet slightly provocative look.

Ethan hadn’t properly introduced Mireya to them. It was time for them to get to know each other better, wasn’t it?

"Y-you bastard! Look what you’re doing to this princess’s reputation!" Mireya declared, barely able to contain her embarrassment as she hurriedly rose from Ethan’s lap, both hands clutching her burning buttocks.

The reddened cheeks wobbled as she stood, the outline of his palm faintly printed across the tender purple flesh.

She circled her hand, wiping away the river of love fluids running down her legs, while her body was quickly covered by her sexy armor.

"Naturally, a servant’s reputation should only be as good as her master’s," Ethan smiled, leaning over Mireya and, without asking permission, taking her lips.

"Ughn~~ scoundrel~~" She moaned weakly, not resisting the kiss, her tongue wrapping around his instinctively.

With her new power, she could kill him with a single move, but she didn’t.

When their lips parted, her pink, delicate tongue followed his for a brief moment before she looked away, her face burning.

"Come on, it’s time for me to properly introduce you to the other girls. You’re going to help them reach the third stage," Ethan said, giving a gentle pat to Mireya’s butt, now covered by a black skirt attached to the metal corset around her slender waist, the fabric gently hugging her perfect curves.

Honestly, even though Elena was also in the third stage, Mireya was much better suited for helping the girls with this.

She had once reached the fourth stage and had dedicated her entire life to nothing but forging her power.

"O-okay, but only because they’re too good for you and I want to help them become strong enough to escape your clutches!" Mireya said with a blush, taking the lead.

Ethan just smiled, his eyes focused on the pending system notifications.

[You have reached the maximum level of the second stage. You can only continue leveling up by advancing to the third stage. Do you wish to accept your advancement quest?]

[You have accepted your quest to advance to the third stage... What difficulty level do you desire? Higher difficulties result in better rewards and a more powerful advancement.]

[Infernal.

Hard.

Intermediate.

Easy.

Extremely Easy.]

Without hesitation, Ethan selected the infernal difficulty.

The next moment, however, without even seeing the mission he had received, he froze.

Mireya seemed to feel the same thing, her red eyes turning cold.

"I can’t defeat whatever this is... but it seems human," she said, feeling the pulse of aura sweeping through Goldenveil.

Ethan nodded silently, his entire body stiff.

"Stay with the girls. I’ll handle this," he said coldly.