Chapter 950: Kingdom-Wide Alert

Chapter 950: Kingdom-Wide Alert



Archer and Nyx started eating once the waitress returned with many dishes that she placed on the table. Once that was done, he paid for the meal and gave the woman a tip, which made her smile.

When she left the room, the dragon woman commented inquisitively, "She was trying to capture your eye, Arch. Why not entertain her for the night?"

His eyebrow raised when he heard this, causing him to ask, "Why would I sleep with a random waitress when I have twenty-three beautiful women I truly love? I may have a large harem, but I care about each of them."Rêađ latest cha/p/ters on no/v/e/l(b)in(.)c/o/m

Nyx nodded, "So even when the opportunity arises, you can control your urges?" she said with a smirk while leaning forward.

Archer noticed her cleavage on display, revealing her beautiful white skin, which sent his lust soaring. He shook his head and replied, "Yes, but don't think I won't come over and punish you if you keep teasing me, Nyx."

The dragon woman's grin widened as she began to unbutton her blouse so more of her ample chest popped out, causing his lower half to wake up, which made him growl, "Stop it, Nyx unless you want to become mine."

Nyx beamed with happiness and asked, as she walked around the table toward him, "Will you stop me from exploring the world?"

He shook his head and replied, "No, you're free to do as you like. I don't control my women; I find them even more attractive when they're free to live as they choose."

The older woman grinned and settled onto his lap, beginning to eat his food. Archer smiled as he pulled her closer, and she returned the smile. Together, they savored their meals, taking just over an hour to finish everything.

Archer downed some wine as Nyx commented, "Do you want to explore Nightengale Port City ?11

He nodded before standing up and offering her his hand, which the dragon woman took with a smile. After that, the couple left the restaurant as the snow started again, causing people to rush down the street.

Nyx glanced at them with fascination before asking, "Why do people look so happy and healthy? It wasn't like this in Frostholm."

Archer smiled at the curious woman and answered in a cheery tone, as he loved talking about his kingdom, "Well, they don't have to worry about food, keeping warm, or their children's health when our hospitals and healers help everyone. Yes, they're busy, but they get paid well, which helps the people around them."

She nodded before asking another question, which Archer happily answered, "How much have you spent so far? And why do so much?"

"A kingdom is as good as its ruler, and since I rule, I wanted to help my people and the refugees who swore loyalty to the kingdom," he replied while walking down the cobbled street and reaching the harbor that looked out to the Wild Sea that was crashing against the short.

The couple continued walking with Archer, showing Nyx the apartments, shopping, and government center, which interested the dragon woman. Soon, they exited the city and arrived on a hill that overlooked the road leading to it.

Archer used Mana Manipulation to create a chair to sit on as they prepared to watch the sunset. He glanced at the older woman, who wore a short yellow dress that ended just above her knees.

Once Nyx had finished, they returned to the palace along the beautifully crafted Draconian road. She turned to him with a curious glint as they walked and asked, "What are these roads?

They're so well made."

"It's something I designed before the first city was built," Archer excitedly replied. "I wanted people to be able to travel quickly, so I created the best roads Thrylos has ever seen. They're called Roman Roads-durable and well-constructed."

The two continued their conversation until they reached the gates, which the Imperial Knights opened for them. Archer thanked them as he escorted Nyx back to her room. The palace corridors were quiet, with the maids asleep and everyone else resting.

When they arrived at Nyx's room, she quickly kissed Archer before darting inside, leaving him with a smile. He then scanned the palace and noticed Llyniel sitting alone in the garden, prompting him to wonder, 'What is she doing out there?'

Archer approached the wood elf, who was humming a beautiful song that immediately captivated him. Leaning against a nearby tree, he listened intently, enchanted by her voice's perfect, heavenly melody.

He stood there for ten minutes until Llyniel finished and spoke in her cheerful voice, "Hello, husband. I sensed you when approaching."

"I enjoyed your music, my love," Archer said with a smile as he sat on the bench beside her. "Your voice is amazing, Llyn."

Without a word, the elf climbed onto his lap, her brown eyes locking with his. Archer leaned in to kiss her, but she deftly dodged his attempt. Instead, she gently pushed him back onto the bench and began to nibble playfully at his neck.

Archer shivered as he grasped Llyniel's slim waist, her playful nibbles intensifying their passion. As their desire grew, they quickly made their way to his room, their movements

urgent and untamed.

Once inside, they made love late into the night. The normally reserved wood elf took the lead, passionately riding him for most of the evening, which Archer thoroughly enjoyed. Eventually, they changed positions, with Llyniel on all fours.

By the time they finally stopped, it was still dark outside. Exhausted but content, they fell asleep entangled in each other's arms. While sleeping, the storm outside got worse, and the shields that protected the villages, towns, and cities were activated to protect the people.

The Homeguard was out in full force, patrolling the roads and guiding travelers to the Waystations. As the Imperial Knights observed the approaching storm, they activated the palace's shields, protecting the palace and keeping the warmth inside.

The snow that had blanketed the garden soon began to melt as the storm intensified, slashing

against the protective barrier. Aisha issued a travel ban, instructing everyone to stay indoors until the storm had passed.

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