There is a hint of concern in the thick irony. Satirizing the work ethic of adventurers, worrying about the fate and future of the empire, and the situation of his own group.

"Rest assured, I have also considered this. So in my mission payout, I put out some information that they couldn't do anything bad for us. At this, Kellius smirked.

"What information?" asked Conelia, confused. Looking at the calm and confident Kylelius, the obsession with the bishop in her heart became a little heavier.

"Information about dragons......" Kylelius said mysteriously.

"Dragon?" Cornelia became even more bewildered when she heard this, she couldn't figure out if the dragon had any direct or indirect connection to their mission.

"Yes, it's the dragon's intelligence. Kylelius chuckled.

Cornelia thought about it, but she still couldn't figure it out. The curiosity in her heart made her feel an unbearable strange feeling. Following her heart's expectations, the first princess of the empire couldn't help but put her plump chest against Kyleus's solid body, touching and rubbing it as if it were off the ground.

At the same time, Sakura's lips opened lightly, and she exhaled like a coquettish and said, "What the hell do you mean, tell me, Kellius......"

Feeling the intimate behavior of the noble princess, Kylelius couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in his heart, and then, like most kings in history, gave up the persistence in his heart under the temptation of beauty, although from the beginning this insistence was not seen to be much.

"Well, it's not a big deal. "The great hand of Kyrlius was also from the shoulders of the princess. Slowly slid towards her collarbone to her chest, gently kneading the plump peaks.

The soft and delicate touch made Kylelius linger a little, and this soft place, which can be said to be rare on Cornelia's body, made Kylelius feel an indescribable sense of conquest and satisfaction.

The largest human nation on the continent, the third heir to the throne of the Griffin Empire, the Valkyrie on the battlefield, the witch of the Griffin, a noble woman with so many titles. At this time, it was wantonly toyed with in the hands of Kyrlius.

Look at her charming expression more and more obvious. Kylelius was able to imagine that this woman was infatuated with herself, and that such a woman was infatuated with herself, and that in itself was enough to give birth to great satisfaction and pleasure in all men.

But what Kyrlius got was much more than that.

'With Cornelia's infatuation. I will be able to achieve a very high status in the empire in a short time. Hatred for Lycia. I have more and better ways to solve it, and the probability of getting the potion recipe of the resurrection water is also greater. ’

Kylelius put his arms around the princess in his arms. But I was thinking about another woman.

Although that woman is technically his real wife, the idea he just had just now can be regarded as a sign of a scumbag in anyone's eyes.

But that's okay because that's my goal in life, and it's what I'm going to work on for all my life. This is something that no one or anything can change, not even the noble woman in her arms, who is likely to be his second wife. ’

Kylelius felt the soft body in his arms, and his heart was more firm than ever.

Having experienced a life-and-death crisis, and still in a perilous situation, Kyrlius's heart is growing at an incredible rate, becoming more mature, and at the same time becoming stronger.

"And there is this woman who lingers, this royal daughter who is almost centered on herself, although she will definitely be able to occupy an important place in her heart in the future, but she will never surpass the pure white girl......

"She is the only saint in my heart, and she will always be the only one......" Callius muttered to himself in a low voice.

Cornelia, who was close by, heard him talking to himself, but the extremely low volume and muffled words made her unable to hear clearly.

"What did you just say?" Cornelia asked bluntly.

"No, it's nothing......" Kelelius looked at the woman in his arms and smiled to avoid the topic.

At this point, however, Kylelius shifted his mind to his memories with Cornelia.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Kylelius remembered the fierce battle she had fought with herself in the middle of the night in the cave at night, in the middle of the night......

On the second night after Kylelius and the others arrived in the cave, intense self-blame and full of sadness continued to torment her spirit, so that Cornelia's seemingly strong heart could not continue to support it.

She dragged her slightly recovered body, and under the control of the chaotic look, she found Kyrlius, who was outside to replace Cheryl's vigil. In his puzzled eyes, he did not hesitate to take off the restraints on his body, like a young bird in the forest, and threw himself into the broad arms of Kyleus.

"What are you going to do here?" said Her Royal Highness the Connelia ......," said Kyleus, slightly surprised. But although her mouth said words of refusal, her hands unceremoniously roamed and stroked her smooth body.

Although after two or three days of fierce fighting, it can almost be said that the body has not been cleaned very well, but the natural beauty of the princess's skin is still smooth and tender at this time, and there is no indication that this is the body and skin of a battle-hardened woman, smooth like the finest silk, the freshest milk.

"Kyleus, I like you......" Cornelia said with a flushed face, and her fiery body, as if she couldn't stand the night wind, pressed closer to Kyleus.

A pair of jade hands, which were somewhat large among women, also slid over his muscular back as if in response to Kyrlius.

"I like you too, Your Highness Cornelia......" Although Kyrlius was surprised by Cornelia's abnormality, he also knew that what needed to be done at this time was not to do anything else, but to accept everything about her, including her feelings, and her body.

Kellius will not be like other sanctimonious men, women take the initiative to give them arms, they still pretend to be reserved, twist and refuse, this is not a sign of gentlemanly demeanor at all, but a confirmation of cowardice and incompetence.

"Don't call me Your Highness, my dear Kellius. I allow you to call me by my first name, or be more intimate......" Although the shyness on her face made her look like an ordinary girl in love, the pride of the royal family of Royankram, which was deep in her bones, still made her words seem lofty.

It's just that this arrogance makes Kylelius seem even more excited. (To be continued......)