It is widely rumored that the head of the Mayer Commerce Association has a very close relationship with Prince Louis.

Their relationship is so good that when Prince Louis wants to eat Sapphire Dragon Race cuisine (meaning Chinese food), Mayer will specifically open a restaurant for him.

Prince Louis likes desserts, so Mayer will hire chefs to create new confections.

Now, even the identity and tasks of the Jade Phoenix Mage are known to Prince Louis.

This relationship is not just ordinary firm.

One must know that most of the time, the Jade Phoenix Mage hides their identity.

They are not like the Church of Glory and Justice.

The Church of Glory has many members, numerous experts, and has long been dedicated to combating evil.

— Sometimes, they even hope the evil ones would come and stir up trouble.

Maintaining justice and being rewarded by the deities for punishing and promoting goodness, how gratifying that would be.

But the Jade Phoenix Mage is different.

Bound by an oath, the number of Jade Phoenix Mages is limited to only 13 people.

Considering that 2-4 of them might still not have reached their full potential, even if the rest are all exemplary level and above, the number of strong people is still too few.

The Jade Phoenix Alliance cannot withstand a large loss of personnel.

Moreover, half of the Jade Phoenix Mages come from various countries; the Jade Phoenix Mage's ideals transcend nations, but the mages themselves have national boundaries.

Who can guarantee no issues from within?

Duke Williams knows the Jade Phoenix Mage from the neighboring rival house very well; even though the entire Jade Phoenix Alliance now inclines towards Ense, these mages hide themselves very well.

Now there's a Jade Phoenix Mage who hides nothing from Louis.

This kind of relationship...

Hiss!

Although Prince Louis and Mr. Mayer complement each other.

But don't forget, Mr. Mayer is a dragon.

Behind Mr. Mayer are two legendary Sapphire Dragons.

He has now gained recognition from the great speaker of the Wise Council.

What does this mean?

Three legends backing him, such a background is sky-high.

Thus, Duke Williams smiled more sincerely.

The leader said to make Mr. Mayer satisfied; perhaps this is really not wrong.

Prince Louis and Mr. Mayer have now become each other's trump cards.

Only Beatrice, who knows the truth, was secretly laughing.

Who would have thought there really exists such a BUG-like ability as the "True Mask" in this world?

...

After the banquet ended.

Louis and the others got onto the carriage for their return journey.

Louis sat in the corner of the carriage, while Beatrice leaned lazily against him.

The light from the magical lamps outside the carriage filtered through, casting mottled shadows upon her.

On the return journey, Qian and William were driving outside, leaving the spacious carriage to the two of them alone.

Beatrice adjusted her position slightly, resting her head on Louis's shoulder.

Compared to when they first met, the indifference between them had diminished a bit, replaced by a more intimate atmosphere.

However, they were still somewhat awkward; though their day-to-day interactions were almost like lovers due to their marriage preceding romance, there was still a hint of constraint in their words and actions.

Or perhaps... this is a privilege of the young.

"Tomorrow I have to go to the National Royal Knight Academy, and I might not have much free time the whole day..."

Beatrice nodded.

But her gaze inevitably dimmed a little.

She buried her head in Louis's neck, somewhat unwillingly, biting gently with her canine teeth, as if venting.

She really liked the scent on Louis.

It wasn't because he wore any perfume, but the lingering alchemical potion scent after his bath.

Leaning on him, she could feel the vitality of youth.

Just like that summer, sipping orange-flavored soda amidst the cicadas' song at sunrise.

She hummed and said:

"Energy replenished, tomorrow I still have to fight a tough battle with those damn politicians."

Louis, tickled by her breath, reached out and gently brushed her hair aside:

"Aren't you afraid I'll make you my main course?"

Youths are always full of vigor, Beatrice being even more like an invitingly fragrant apple.

After all that rubbing, he felt heated not just on his face.

Thinking turned into action.

Louis leaned slightly forward, confining her in the small space, softly tasting her thin lips.

Looking at the boy's eyes, sparkling like stars, Beatrice instinctively got absorbed, unable to refuse for a moment.

So Louis got what he wished for, gently nibbling on those cold lips.

The January air was very cold.

But their breath was hot.

It wasn't long before Beatrice snapped back and gently pushed his chest, saying:

"They're still outside."

Louis smiled, revealing small canine teeth, a tail lightly swaying behind him.

Now he looked more like a little demon.

"Beatrice, don't you like it?"

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

An act.

Beatrice knew he was acting.

But she still reflexively said:

"I just think it's a bit embarrassing."

She could hear her own heartbeat in her chest.

Such things were still too overwhelming for her.

Not to mention, there were people outside.

She was always seen as the cold and ruthless Imperial Princess in the eyes of others, merciless in dealing with enemies like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

She always thought of herself this way too.

But in front of Louis, she really couldn't maintain her composure.

It's hard to describe that feeling.

Wanting to be closer to him, a bit closer.

But it never felt dignified enough, so she would end up making their interactions seem like her "provocations" towards him.

Don't mention it.

After receiving Louis's reply, she was even happier.

When Louis heard her say this, a hint of mischief flashed in his heart.

"Is it just because you're shy?"

Beatrice nodded.

After all, as a princess, she's faced numerous restraints over the years.

Expecting her to completely relax was a bit demanding.

Louis whispered, "I have a way to make you feel less embarrassed."

Beatrice looked up.

Then she saw Louis's mischievous smile.

It was clear that this rascal was up to no good again.

But...

"Mm."

Her voice was even softer than a mosquito's buzz.

Louis hummed contentedly, reaching out to undo the dimensional bag on his tail.

Beatrice sneaked a glance and saw him remove the custom-made dimensional bag. Feeling a bit unhappy, she said:

"Why are you taking it off?"

After all, it was proof that he belonged to her.

Louis gently folded the dimensional bag.

It was more like a long strip of cloth rather than a bag.

His fingertips lightly brushed over the name on the cloth, and he smiled, saying:

"It's okay, just for now. This is a good way to ease your tension."

Beatrice hesitated but didn't refuse.

So Louis gently wrapped the ribbon around Beatrice's eyes.

Beatrice's body stiffened slightly, instinctively saying:

"I don't believe it."

But Louis gently leaned against her neck, slowly savoring Beatrice's scent, and said:

"I think it works, Beatrice. Now that you can't see, you won't feel as shy."

Beatrice felt his breath, and her body seemed to heat up.

"Is that alright?" Louis whispered.

Beatrice's voice trembled a bit:

"No."

Then Louis gently bit her.

Instinctively, he activated [Energy Absorption].

Feeling something being drawn out from her body, the subtle sensation made her blood feel like it was boiling.

But it only lasted for half a second before that extracted pleasure stopped.

Louis continued, "Is it alright?"

"No, no." Her voice seemed to carry a slight sob.

Not out of sadness, but because she couldn't control herself.

She felt like she wasn't herself.

Hearing her voice, Louis's gaze darkened a bit, so he slightly pulled away.

Feeling the familiar warmth leave her body, her anxious heart calmed slightly, but she felt a hint of loss.

Perhaps because her eyes were covered and she couldn't see him, she was anxious but lowered her voice to call:

"Louis..."

The next moment, she felt herself fall into his embrace.

Louis slyly lifted the restriction on energy absorption, savoring the taste of the lip balm again and again, making Beatrice feel like her whole body was going limp.

But... she didn't dislike it.

Yes.

She could feel that if she lightly pushed Louis away, she could push this rascal away.

But... she couldn't bear to.

So when Louis stopped, she had already gone limp on the seat.

"Want me to come accompany you tomorrow night?"

Louis wasn't a fool.

How could he not know the reason behind Beatrice's unhappiness?

Although this trip to Tunisia wasn't a real honeymoon, with the little swan clamoring about over there, it would be strange if she had no thoughts about it.

Beatrice didn't speak.

Seemingly feeling embarrassed about her previous behavior.

So undignified for a princess.

Even though she couldn't see, she still reached out, cautiously moving up Louis's clothing.

In the end, her hands stopped on Louis's face, gently feeling it as if trying to sketch his appearance through touch.

She expressed her true thoughts through her actions.

Louis gently touched his forehead to hers and said:

"A cat that wants an owner's attention will also show its belly. If I come to accompany you tomorrow, it requires a lot of adjustments in plans and workload."

"Beatrice, when I come over exhausted, you have thought about how to compensate me, right?"

Beatrice shyly said:

"No, it's too fast."

As for what she meant by "no," who knows?

Louis's hand gently slid over her body:

"But I just want a hug, a kiss from my fiancée. Really can't do it?"

"No... eh?"

Louis laughed devilishly, "Really can't?"

"..."

Beatrice's mouth opened slightly before honestly saying:

"Alright."

"Now I'll have to work overtime tomorrow."

Louis gently took off the dimensional bag.

Beatrice didn't dare to look up at him; she just accepted the bag and tied it back on his tail.

She could sense the faint joy in Louis's humming.

It was proof of her indulgence of him.

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