He gripped Beatrice’s hand tighter and suddenly pulled her into his embrace, gently nibbling on her pale neck.
"Suddenly, I feel like I’ve been restraining myself a lot during this ti."
Beatrice’s eyes flickered slightly.
She inherited magic eyes from her mother, allowing her to see the essence of extraordinary powers at a glance.
She clearly felt that the gaze Louis directed at her was filled with an incredibly intense emotion.
That intense emotion caused her heart to tremble.
— But, she didn’t dislike it.
She said softly:
"This must be the power of ’Love of a Lifeti’, where people in love find it easier to open up emotionally than usual when facing each other."
"Must be?" Louis’s voice was as gentle as a cloud, "My Beatrice, with magic eyes that can see the truth, why use such uncertain language?"
Beatrice’s eyes shimred, and she gently kissed his forehead, saying:
"Because I’m shy."
These were words she would never normally say.
She was the Eldest Princess of the Ense Empire, the next Empress. For her, controlling her emotions was basic behavior, a discipline as the future empress.
But now, she wanted to drop her social facade and show her true self before Louis.
Yet her resolute will temporarily resisted such feelings.
If it were in private... she’d let him be.
But there were others present now.
He whispered in her ear:
"I suddenly understand why Viscount Anzi would go to such lengths to protect the remnants left by Lady Xilin."
"To witness your other side, Beatrice, amidst so many eyes, is itself a miracle."
"However..."
Louis reached out to put away ’Love of a Lifeti’.
"I am a greedy person; surely, I don’t want to share this expression of yours with anyone."
Beatrice’s face turned even redder.
She was about to speak when her expression subtly changed:
"Louis, the painting..."
"Mm?"
The mont Louis touched ’Love of a Lifeti’, the frad painting rapidly disintegrated as if ti had sped up.
Louis glanced painfully at the vanishing painting.
This was an exceedingly rare occurrence, rely a painting, yet it stirred up the Agitated Greed for Knowledge.
His whole being roared.
Rember.
He must rember the last scene of this painting!
The depth of this desire completely triggered the greedy quest for knowledge.
A visible distortion spread from Louis’s body.
Beatrice looked at Louis in shock and said to the others:
"You all, step back."
The Secret Guard and the watching Dark Crow Guard imdiately retreated.
But Qian was a step slow.
She felt a montary dizziness, and when she looked around again, she felt the world had turned into a weave of black and white in her eyes.
Only the figure with its back to her beca the sole color among the black, white, and gray.
In an instant, she felt indescribable pain.
It was as if sothing inside her body was about to break free.
"Your Highness, sothing seems wrong."
She said with a pale face.
Beatrice anxiously said:
"All of you, leave the room for now and let stay with him alone."
Qian hesitated, looking at Louis, only to find an iron chain wrapping around her arm, pulling her directly out of the room.
As she left the living room, she suddenly felt her body’s feverish blood and pounding heart soothing.
She painfully squatted down in a corner:
"What on earth is going on?"
A nearby Dark Crow Guard said:
"You should have stepped out imdiately, don’t forget Beatrice can perceive the truth."
Qian took a few deep breaths to calm down, saying:
"As a mber of the Iron Guard, when encountering a power that could threaten Her Highness, I should stand in front of her, even if it costs my life."
"This is the oath of all Iron Guards."
This explains why, previously, she hesitated a mont too long.
Out of trust for Her Highness Beatrice, she should have exited imdiately.
But her duty as an Iron Guard wouldn’t let her leave Beatrice to face any potential danger alone.
But... hesitating that brief mont, she clearly felt influenced.
Felt strange.
But exactly how it was strange, she couldn’t articulate, feeling only her face was burning hot.
...
Inside the room.
Beatrice, after closing the door, hugged Louis tightly from behind.
"Louis, calm down and turn around."
Louis’s voice carried a hint of internal conflict:
"Maybe let take a mont?"
Beatrice said:
"No need, turn around, it’s just us here."
Louis covered his eyes and slowly turned around.
"Let go of your hands." Beatrice said softly.
"No, why has it beco like this?" Louis pouted.
"It’s okay, no matter what you beco, I am your wife." Beatrice comforted.
Perhaps sensing Louis’s unease.
This ti, she didn’t use "fiancée" to describe herself.
Louis felt a burst of joy in his heart, though when he let go, he still felt embarrassed.
Beatrice looked at Louis’s eyes with amusent.
In his deep eyes, at so unknown ti, pink heart-shaped symbols had appeared.
"What on earth is happening?" Louis looked increasingly embarrassed.
He had suddenly discovered his succubus lineage had gone wildly out of control.
By the ti he ca to his senses, he found he had gained two absurd abilities.
This power was different from spell-like abilities before.
They were more like innate abilities.
And among these two powers, one was called [Loved].
Its effect was simple. As long as Louis activated this ability, he could easily win the favor of others.
The priority of this power was high.
Even a demigod, if not ntally prepared, could be slightly affected.
The other power was called [Love God’s Covenant].
The covenant was divided into two types.
One was for lovers and partners.
Lovers and partners bound by the mutual covenant could randomly share one of each other’s abilities and additionally share so extraordinary essence.
The other was for friends.
Friends bound by the mutual covenant could align their minds better in cooperative battles, maximizing their legion command ability on the battlefield.
Both [Loved] and [Love God’s Covenant] beca powers Louis could instinctively master.
But could anyone tell him why this power made heart shapes appear in his eyes?
Damn it, you can’t have hearts in your eyes!
"The hidden power in ’Love of a Lifeti’, for so reason, entered your body."
Beatrice cupped his face, eyes flashing so intoxication, softly saying:
"Strangely, it seed initially intent on entering Limuru."
"But wherefore unknowingly, it went into you instead."
Louis gently touched Beatrice’s cheek, saying:
"You’re quite hot right now."
Beatrice kissed the corner of Louis’s mouth, saying:
"There was a mont when you couldn’t hold back that power; I’m sowhat affected now."
"It’s a bit hard to bear, but if it’s you, I can hold on a bit more, or..."
Beatrice licked the corner of her mouth, saying:
"Would you prefer to let loose?"
Louis kissed her collarbone, saying:
"Though it’s hard for too, I hope for the last step at least, we’re both conscious."
"But, let take a little interest first, it’s okay, right."
Beatrice made a gentle nasal sound, not directly answering.
Gradually, the breathing in the room grew a bit heavier.
Subtle sounds spread.
After a long ti, until Beatrice could slightly control her emotions, Louis helped her tidy up her disheveled top.
Beatrice retouched her makeup, laughing softly:
"Looks like I might’ve overdone it a bit."
Louis looked at her, saying:
"Can I co to you tonight?"
Beatrice unhesitatingly said:
"Yes."
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