Chapter 414: Captured

What are the Land Naga from Mirror Desert doing here?

And even the highest-ranking Naga priestess of their clan has come in person.

Luo De's first thought was that they'd received a big job.

Given the Land Naga's greedy nature—never moving unless there's profit—only such a case could explain this.

Wealth stirs the heart, and it stirs the Naga's heart even more.

Combined with the recent changes at Axe Beach.

Luo De's instinct told him their target might be connected to it.

Could it be that the Land Naga Palace in Mirror Desert had another rebellion or major crisis?

Probably not.

Every month, the Land Naga Eve sends a letter to confirm she's safe, detailing recent events in their clan.

Everything seems to be going smoothly enough.

Thinking this,

Luo De skillfully dodged several Land Naga attacks, deliberately holding back his strength to appear disheveled.

In truth, he even had time to observe the priestess's chest and abdomen from afar.

Ssshh—

Definitely a plump, beautiful, ripe grape.

I wonder if she's already eaten her current husband.

He suddenly raised an eyebrow.

Then he remembered: earlier today, that Land Naga captain had shouted, "I've claimed you as my new husband!"

Hmm.

Maybe I can use this to slip inside?

In a moment of distraction, he deliberately let a steel spear pierce his chest.

Ding!

A sharp, cracking sound.

The female Land Naga holding the spear watched in shock as the spearhead shattered cleanly, flew into the air, then thudded into the ground.

She stared, eyes wide with disbelief.

Luo De immediately flipped seven hundred and twenty degrees in place and collapsed to the ground.

Clutching his chest, he grimaced in agony.

"W-What kind of spear technique is this?! It broke my Pure Steel Immortal Body!?"

The woman froze.

She stared blankly at her shattered spear tip—what just happened?

The other attackers, caught in the chaos of battle, hadn't clearly seen it; seeing their target fall, they erupted in joy and surged past her to pounce.

Steel forks, binding ropes, and curved blades arrived instantly.

Pinning the target flat on the ground, limbs splayed.

Seeing they truly intended to capture him, Luo De felt a surge of relief inside.

Got it right.

I'm getting kidnapped!

Tally, half-asleep in the shadows, sensed the commotion and woke up significantly.

She glanced at her master, who was enjoying himself with terrible acting, and grew confused—her hand hesitated on whether to intervene.

Her master was a hypocritical man of dignity; he'd never willingly allow himself to be captured so helplessly.

What's the hidden reason?

The next moment,

A beautiful woman, holding a staff, glided slowly out of the forest—a Land Naga.

She instantly understood.

Fine.

Her master's little head is now vying for command.

"Hehehe—"

The beautiful Naga glided forward with graceful sways of her waist, her light laughter laced with amusement and subtle allure.

"You're such a weakling. Little beauty, with looks like yours, you shouldn't wander alone, you know~"

Luo De grinned at that.

That line was spicy—full of villainous charm; I should try saying something like that too.

Yet his face showed innocence and panic: "W-Who are you?! Why are you capturing me?! I have no background, no strength—but my partner is a fifth-rank mage! Even if we've quarreled, she'll come looking for me within three or four months!"

Information overload.

Hurry up and take me to your boudoir without restraint.

The beautiful Naga burst into laughter.

"A mere fifth-rank mage? Even if she showed up now, what then? Foolish little beauty, do you know my rank?"

"Is it a sixth-rank expert?!"

"Wrong!"

Her tone turned sharp; she slammed her staff into the ground, unleashing her aura.

It focused solely on Luo De—vast as a tidal wave, crushing like a black cloud pressing down on a city about to collapse, immense enough to shatter his spirit.

It didn't.

Luo De's face showed terror, but inside, he felt nothing.

Just mid-seventh rank. What's the point of showing off?

Honestly, she reminds me a lot of Eve—loves to put on airs.

If I convert it roughly into Bronze Spirit Ball measurements, it's about 213 to 220 marks.

Without any hidden treasures or spells, if Tally went all out in close combat, she could easily crush her.

Seeing Luo De's expression, the beautiful Naga withdrew her aura, satisfied.

For some reason, she found the man in front of her increasingly pleasing to look at.

Moments later,

She stopped lingering in place.

Ordered them to bind Luo De, hoist him high, like a concubine in an imperial drama wrapped in a blanket after being chosen.

The Land Naga moved quickly.

They returned to their camp in just over an hour.

The comrades left behind, seeing them return with heads held high, knew it was a great victory and immediately raised their hands in cheer.

Then they lit bonfires and prepared food.

It looked like an impromptu celebration bonfire party.

As for the captive, Luo De,

He was tossed by the beautiful priestess into the largest, most luxurious tent at the center.

No one was assigned to guard him.

Outside, they were already singing and dancing noisily.

After all, Naga are a monogamous race—their parties are relatively pure.

Just dancing, singing, maybe some swordplay for excitement.

Nothing like forest parties, where from the moment they start, it's nonstop fireworks—fire from night till morning; open the door and you're hit with a stench of sweat and sex. Only Luo De walks out standing; every girl inside is drenched, drained, legs weak, unable to rise.

Luo De didn't mind being left alone in the tent.

He waited quietly.

Two hours later,

The party outside, now full and drunk, gradually quieted—the singing faded, the fire crackled softly.

"Puff—"

The curtain, embroidered with serpent-women, suns, and vine patterns, was suddenly pulled aside by a gauntleted hand.

Captain Betty's slightly rugged face slipped inside.

She glanced left and right.

Seeing no one else in the tent, she revealed a lewd grin.

"Little beauty, I'm coming~"

Luo De rarely described girls as lewd—unless he saw it with his own eyes.

He didn't rush to respond; his 【Spider Sense】 clearly showed the beautiful Naga was nearby, advancing with fierce intent.

So, now was the time to stick to his powerless persona.

A little feigned struggle, nothing more.

Boring.

He didn't understand the mindset of a masochist—what's so thrilling about being completely at someone's mercy?

"Your chest muscles are so hard. I like it. Huh—huh—huh—"

Over here, Betty had already taken action.

She greedily traced her fingers over his pectoral muscles.

She huffed and puffed like some creepy old man.

Just as she was about to pull open Luo De's clothes, a furious shout rang out.

"Betty! What did I tell you? This man is a gift for your sister!"

Betty turned around and saw her mother standing behind her, arms crossed, her stunningly beautiful face filled with anger.

Her aura immediately shrank.

"M-Mother…"

"Get out! Right now! From today on, no one except me is allowed to step into this tent!"

"Hmph, but if Mother you—"

She couldn't finish the sentence.

Her own mother had suffered severe injuries over a decade ago, and since then had been left with a chronic ailment—her body had become utterly dry, her desires extinguished, and she had lost all interest in men, remaining without a new husband ever since.

If one were to ask who, before her sister's return, would be safest with such a fine man, it could only be her mother.

(End of Chapter)