462 Obtained 2

Chapter 462: Obtained 2

"You…!!" The First Princess started tearing up again, and in an instant, she actually turned around and ran.

The door opened with a ker-chak, and then was pulled to a booming close. The First Princess’ sobs and upset voice reached his ears, but grew further and further.

Garen returned to his seat quietly, and carefully observed the Heirloom in his hand. Before long, he began to frown slightly.

This Heirloom couldn’t be activated at all, it felt just like a normal necklace. There wasn’t anything special in it at all.

"I’m still missing an activation password." He remembered suddenly. He wanted to get up and call the First Princess back, but he had just made her storm away, so the problem was whether she was willing to answer or not.

Soon enough, the room door was opened again lightly. Two maids walked in, lowered their heads and bowed, and then spoke.

"Her Highness has a message for you, Palace Master."

"Speak." Garen was still playing with the necklace in his hands.

"If you want the activation password, then you need to agree to a request from Her Highness."

"What request?" Garen raised his head.

"If you are afraid that I will sully you, then how about an absolutely pure girl who has never been touched before? I hope you will treat her as though she was me." The maid took out a pink box and opened it, the First Princess’ voice came from inside as though she was right there.

"If you don’t accept her, I will never tell you the activation password." The First Princess continued, her tone determined.

Garen was stunned, he hadn’t thought the First Princess would do something like this.

After musing over it for a while, he still couldn’t figure out what her plan was. A normal girl wouldn’t affect him all that much either.

"Fine, I’ll accept her."

Smack.

The box was closed.

"Please wait."

The two maids retreated.

Garen nodded.

Although he didn’t know what trick the First Princess had up her sleeve, but since he was already here, then he would surely need to bring the Flash Screen back. If it weren’t that Grand Duke Benoc had the First Princess’ back, and there was his relationship with Prynne there too, he would have made his move and taken it by force by now.

After waiting a little longer.

The door opened again.

A familiar figure walked in slowly, head lowered.

It was a girl no older than twenty-three or -four, her grey-brown hair tied into a ponytail, wearing the silver body-fitting armor from the Royal Guard. There were only a few pieces to this suit of armor, which only showed off the parts of her body that she was proud of, especially her long and full legs, white and smooth, their proportions extremely eye-catching, and at the same time they stretched upwards, sketching out the tight and perky lines of her butt.

The door closed with a smack.

"You’re… Sylvia!?" Garen finally recognized this girl’s identity.

Sylvia looked up, and her dazed eyes instantly cleared up as well.

"Cousin… Garen!?"

She opened her little mouth wide, and nearly couldn’t close it.

At first she had been told that the First Princess was planning to give her to a powerful person, and she was asked if she would be willing.

Sylvia always wanted to make a name for herself with her own power, but reality was cruel, and without the totem ability or any other special power, no matter how hard she worked, the position she had reached now was already the limit. And her best friend Hathaway’s sudden change had provoked her pride and ego even more.

After she considered it for a while, even though she had heard about those powerful people’s fetishes, she still clenched her teeth and agreed.

The two of them looked at each other, neither thinking that they would meet the other under these circumstances.

All of a sudden, the room had gone utterly quiet, there were only Sylvia’s hastened breathing and intense heartbeat. She never thought that Hathaway’s cousin would be…

Just thinking that she would soon become his female slave, her heart immediately felt unspeakably weird.

The girls sent out by the First Princess almost all went voluntarily, and their status would always be the other’s female slave, this was a secret almost everyone in the upper circle of the Kingdom knew.

It was only, if it had been someone else, Sylvia might still have been able to accept it, but to think it was Garen…

She bit her lower lip, and didn’t know what to say, her face growing hotter and hotter.

After a long, long time… she finally remembered what she had been told to say.

"The password… that password… is on…" Faced with this man, her best friend’s cousin, she just wanted a slit in the ground that she could crawl into.

Garen was slightly awkward too, but when it came to the password, he had no choice but to carefully listen to what she had to say.

"The password, phew…" Sylvia took a deep breath, "The password is written… on my body, and only your Totem Light can reveal it, sir."

After that, even her neck was so red it burned.

There were five parts to the password. To be more precise, it was purposely divided into five parts by the First Princess, and written on five parts of her body with a special technique.

These five places were all the most secret places for a woman. Her twin peaks, the insides of her two thighs, and slightly lower than the most secret place between her legs. Out of these places, she could look at four of these places herself and record it down once they were revealed, but the last place was very inconvenient… And the condition to reveal them was that a totem user had to touch them with Totem Light, while the only way to have one’s Totem Light activate on an outsider would be to have bodily contact…

Sylvia’s face was completely red, and she didn’t know how to say it.

Garen just smiled, though.

He knew that the First Princess purposely did this, she purposely chose Sylvia, purpose wrote the password on extremely private places.

Since the First Princess had already gone to such lengths, and tried so many ways to achieve her goal. Then as a normal man, he no longer had a reason to reject her at this point.

But even if he wanted to play, he had the self-restraint to not pounce on her right now, as for the First Princess’ manipulation methods, he still wanted to truly study them for a while.

Sylvia’s body might have been treated specially. After going back, with the proper preparations, Garen planned to figure it out himself.

As for the fact that Sylvia was his cousin Hathaway’s best friend, that was fine too, after all Hathaway would belong to him eventually, their engagement wasn’t just for show.

It wasn’t that Garen didn’t touch women, there were just many types of desire, and the body’s sexual desire was just the basest desire, he didn’t have much interest towards it. While he was in the Secret Technique World, he had already learned how to control this desire, especially after that time at the Behemoth Gate meeting, he had started putting more of his effort in other areas.

"Let’s go, follow me back."

"We…" Sylvia couldn’t help but speak, but she couldn’t finish her sentence.

Garen opened the door instantly, and walked out of the room, Sylvia following behind him.

The First Princess seemed to have guessed that he would come out. There was actually someone outside to lead the way, taking him outside.

Whether or not Garen was willing, once he had checked Sylvia’s body, as a virgin who had never been touched, she could only become his person.

Sitting in the carriage the First Princess had arranged, neither Garen nor Sylvia had any intention to speak.

The sound of the carriage wheels rattled, the afternoon sunlight somewhat dim, as there was the fragrance of baking oat biscuits floating in the air.

There was the sound of iron-smithing in the distance, this was the vacation palace on another mountaintop, if they wanted to return to the Palace District on the first mountaintop, they still needed quite some time, and had to cross a bridge over a deep valley on the way.

They could occasionally hear the sound of children playing from the windows, and the barking of puppies.

Sylvia was sitting on Garen’s right. Although her position was now as one of Garen’s barter items, but in her heart, she still couldn’t quite accept it, after all the man next to her was her best friend’s cousin. How did things end up like this?

Garen didn’t really care about this relationship, though.

He needed to study the trick on Sylvia’s body eventually, which meant Sylvia would belong to him eventually, so he had obtained Caeserton’s forged Heirloom and got a pretty little lady for free, without paying any price in the meantime.

What he was thinking about now, was what the First Princess’ aim could possibly be. Even if the Flash Screen was a useless Heirloom, she still wouldn’t just give it to him.

Nothing much happened on the way, and neither of them was in the mood to talk.

The carriage went past the street, crossed several plazas, and half an hour later, finally arrived at the large suspended bridge between the mountaintops.

The black bridge was just like a stone slab, with a circular hole underneath, while birds occasionally flew through the hole.

There were even several bluebird houses built on the right side of the bridge surface, these little black stone houses were like square boxes, with little bluebirds flying out of them and shooting towards the distant sky.

Although these fast creatures had started falling behind as a communication device after radios and the like became more popular, but there were still people who preferred to use the birds to send their messages.

Before they got onto the bridge, there was a speed bump, so when the carriages entered and exited this way, they would jolt a little, making a slight ‘bump’.

Garen’s carriage followed the one in front, and also gave a little ‘bump’ like that.

Sylvia was still feeling dazed, and was caught off-guard, so this jolt caused her body to slant slightly, until she just knocked straight into Garen, her not-too-considerable chest knocking hard into Garen’s right arm.

Her face instantly got even redder, and she hurriedly straightened up, not even daring to look at Garen’s face.

On the other hand, Garen smiled slightly, and didn’t say anything.

After more than ten minutes, the carriage finally reached the Palace District.

There were already some people waiting outside the palace walls, greeting Garen and company respectfully.

Followed by a host of subordinates, the two of them quickly returned to the Black Swamp Palace, with Garen taking Sylvia directly into the tightly-guarded Inner Hall.

Walking into his own bedroom, Garen led Sylvia to the left side of the room, in front of a huge oil painting covering the whole wall.

The oil painting was of a scene of a castle by the mountains and a lake, between the green mountains and blue water, surrounded by countless dense forests, there was a white castle with pointy turrets. Black eagles circled in the sky, and there was a dark blue flying dragon settled on the top of the castle, its eyes emitting a sparkling green light.

Garen reached out his hand and tapped the area between the dragon’s eyes.

Whoosh…

Amidst the soft sounds of friction, the large wall behind the oil painting actually started to sink inwards, and then it moved to the right, revealing an arch-shaped hole two meters wide.

The cave was well-lit, it was a pale yellow arched underground tunnel, that kept going downwards, who knew how deep it was. The floor of the tunnel was lined with smooth black stone bricks, with an illuminating lamp every so often on the right.

"Let’s go." Garen led the way inside, while Sylvia followed him nervously, by now, she had no other choice.

In truth, when she signed the contract the First Princess gave here, and when the password was written on her private parts, her future had already been sealed.

The two of them went one before the other, advancing slowly in the tunnel, and soon they turned into another branching path, after too many such detours to count, the two of them finally stopped in front of a black wooden door to an inner room.

Garen pushed open the door lightly, and walked in.

Sylvia stopped hesitating as well, and followed him inside.