Chapter 012: The Second Prince’s Special Hobby (Part 2)

Seeing the results, the Second Prince grinned and said, “Aren’t you stubborn? Let me tell you, I’ve had hundreds of women like you—maybe not a thousand, but at least eight hundred! Though you may resist in your hearts, your bodies scream that you want it!”
Without caring about the woman’s expression, he began to laugh lustfully. Skilled and experienced, he continued to manipulate her for a while until her screams turned into moans. Knowing the moment was right, he quickly unfastened his pants, took out his member—small compared to his bulky body—and rubbed it against the bushes between her legs before thrusting it inside. Her body convulsed as she let out another scream.
He moved violently for a few moments before ejaculating, but he wasn’t satisfied. He pulled out a blue pill from somewhere, swallowed it, and soon became hard again. He started moving once more, grunting, “Scream! The more pitifully you scream, the more pleasure I’ll get!”
At some point, the woman stopped crying and silently endured everything he did…
The Second Prince grew more and more excited—until he suddenly noticed her gaze. He shuddered involuntarily, feeling a chill sweep over him…
The resemblance was striking—hadn’t every woman he had played with reacted the same way? But now, they were all dead, while he continued to live happily… Such was the advantage of power!
As he thought this, he suddenly felt pain in his member. His combat energy flared, forcing him to step back. His member had been bitten hard, but thanks to his energy protection, it wasn’t completely destroyed. Blood kept flowing from the wound—clearly the effect of that blue pill.
The Second Prince grunted in pain and snapped his hand. With the flow of his combat energy, the wound healed quickly. Clearly, this wasn’t the first time he’d faced such a situation.
Furious, he growled, “Good! Very good! Don’t think I won’t kill you! Rest assured, I’ll make you suffer before letting you die!”

The young woman merely stared at the Second Prince, her hatred in her eyes now impossible to conceal. She wanted to stand up and rush at him, but her knees gave way, forcing her to sit back down. Soon, bright red blood gushed out from the bushes, staining the entire velvet surface red.

The Second Prince frowned deeply, but he was unwilling to let this young woman die under such circumstances. Just then, footsteps were heard outside the house, followed by a respectful voice saying, “Your Highness, you cannot go in. The Second Prince…”

“Hmph! How could I not know what my second brother is doing? Get out of my way!”

A cool yet somewhat coquettish voice came through, followed by a loud thud as the door was kicked open. Princess Nina entered, dressed in hunting gear. Seeing the naked Second Prince and the blood-soaked young woman, she frowned and said, “Second brother, I don’t care about your strange preferences, but remember—this is the city guard post. If you can’t protect the city gates, step aside. Your actions put the safety of our royal family at risk.”

Upon seeing Princess Nina, the Second Prince seemed frightened as well. He quickly picked up clothes from the ground and put them on. Pointing at the young woman who had fainted from blood loss on the bed, he said indifferently, “Keep her here. Remember, if she dies, don’t ever come to see me again!”

A few royal guards responded and swiftly took the young woman away. Then the Second Prince turned to Princess Nina with a smile and said, “Sister, you can speak now. You’ve disturbed my leisure at this late hour. What do you need?”

Princess Nina snorted and gestured at herself. “I don’t care about your leisure or anything… But I need to tell you—I’m going hunting now. Your men said no one is allowed in or out without your orders… So, dear second brother, I’m counting on you!”

The Second Prince frowned. “You still want to go hunting at this hour? Wait until tomorrow morning; I’ll accompany you. My elder brother ordered that no one may enter or leave tonight… My dear sister, please don’t put me in an awkward position!”

Princess Nina shouted, “I insist on going hunting now! If you don’t open the door, don’t blame me for being rude as your sister!”

The second prince chuckled mischievously. “My dear sister, how much more unkind are you planning to be to me? You know my preferences. Maybe I’ll take an interest in you once you have children, but right now…” As he spoke, the second prince began to laugh lewdly.

“Second brother,” Princess Nina said with a bewitching smile, “it seems your preferences are indeed quite special—you don’t even spare your own sister… Well, since you refuse my conditions, as your sister, I have no choice but to disappoint you! Someone, seize him!”

As soon as she finished speaking, two guards rushed in from outside the room, placing swords at the second prince’s neck before he could react.

Princess Nina said calmly, “Second brother, it’s best if you don’t resist. These two guards were given to me by our father, and you’re no match for them.”

The second prince seemed to realize he had no chance of resisting. He just forced a smile and said to Princess Nina, “My dear sister, why go to such extremes? Isn’t it just about going hunting? I’ll have someone open the door for you right now!”

Princess Nina snorted. “It’s too late! I’ll open the door myself now!”

With that, she gave a signal, and the two guards led the second prince out of the city guard post.

The imperial guards around saw this and showed strange expressions. If someone else had been leading the second prince away, they might have rushed in to rescue him, but it was Princess Nina, known for her capriciousness… It was better to act as if nothing had happened.

Princess Nina glanced in a certain direction outside the city, her eyes filled with admiration, before snorting and saying, “Alright, my dear second brother, let’s go open the city gates now!”

…

The eldest prince seemed to have anticipated that his men’s first attack would be ineffective. He pointed his long sword forward and shouted, “Kill more!”

The first wave of archers immediately retreated, while the archers standing behind them stepped forward, raising their crossbows and firing another volley of arrows.

Seeing this, the eldest prince snorted and said loudly to Dax beside him, “Dax, it’s time for your men to go!”

Dax nodded, rushed forward, raised his long sword, and shouted, “Swordsmen and axe-wielders, form up and attack—the high platform!”

A force of a thousand men rushed forward at the command of Dax. Each member of this group was tall and strong, wielding giant battle axes as tall as a person. Following Dax’s orders, they formed formations and charged toward the platform under the cover of an arrow rain.

Abraham, watching this from above, frowned slightly. With a swift motion of his hands, several tornadoes formed, sweeping the arrows in the air down toward the soldiers with axes. Yet these soldiers seemed prepared for this, as they immediately raised their massive shields that they had been carrying on their backs. A clanging sound ensued, and most of the arrows were deflected—clearly, these shields were specially designed for such situations. This revealed just how deep the Great Prince’s scheming went.

Apart from a few unlucky soldiers killed by arrows that slipped through the gaps in their shields, the rest suffered no harm at all. The formations advanced toward the platform with almost no losses.

Abraham had intended to intervene further, but he realized that his priority was to deal with the arrow rain in the air. If those arrows landed on the shield, the court mages would suffer even greater losses.

The palace guards, who had been hiding behind the shield, rushed out upon seeing this and charged at the formations. Skilled in martial arts, they broke through one corner of the formation, causing some of it to scatter. But the soldiers were fierce as well; they threw aside their shields and swung their axes at the guards.

Chaos ensued, with sounds of combat filling the air, blood and combat energy flashing everywhere. Though brave, the soldiers were no match for the guards, who were like children in their hands. Yet, thanks to their numbers, the soldiers managed to hold back the guards. Often, just as one guard killed a soldier, dozens more would charge at him.

The entire training ground was filled with cries of pain, and blood and flesh scattered everywhere, turning the place into a scene of carnage…