Chu Tian took a step forward, that unique, aggressive aura of his instantly enveloped Su Nian.
He reached out a hand clad in a sinister black glove, his fingertips teasingly slicing through the air, pointing at the snowy white skin on Su Nian’s chest, veiled in black lace.
Then, his hand slowly moved down, pointing even lower.
“Here, and here…..”
His voice dropped even further, laced with an undeniable command and a hint of chilling amusement.
“All of it…..”
“Take it off.”
“Ugh……”
Su Nian’s body suddenly trembled, as if struck by an invisible current.
Despair, like icy poison, spread instantly to every corner of her body.
Her trembling hands, still armored with gauntlets, rose weakly.
Her fingertips, clutching too tightly, looked deathly pale.
The cold metal pressed against her warm skin, forcing her to soberly recognize her current situation once more.
“Sob, sob, sob…..”
There was no choice but to obey the horned demon master.
Su Nian began to strip off that last layer of defense, the most fragile shield left on her body.
The clasp of her brassiere was unfastened, and the black lace fabric, like unsupported butterfly wings, slid from her snow-white skin.
Without that restraint, the proud curves of the young maiden’s body were revealed, even more unrestrained and beautiful.
Next came the final scrap of cloth.
But as that thin piece of black lace was removed, something unexpected happened.
Because she still wore those heavy, rigid metal greaves, her undergarments simply couldn’t be completely taken off.
That tiny, black lace fabric, tainted by her own scent, now hung embarrassingly from her slender ankle, still encased in silver metal armor.
Neither up nor down…
The girl’s flawless, smooth, snow-white body contrasted sharply—strikingly—with the cold, heavy metal gauntlets and greaves on her arms and legs.
The tender skin, accentuated by the icy metal, radiated an indescribable, almost demonic allure.
Purity and seduction merged in her at this moment, forming a maddening, contradictory unity.
“Not bad, really not bad!” Chu Tian’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he let out a satisfied low sigh, his eyes burning with undisguised desire.
He looked her up and down greedily, as though admiring a flawless work of art, his gaze roaming over every inch of her exposed skin, every exquisite curve.
Although, during this time—especially during those wild, wanton nights at Shadowmoon Manor—he’d had countless opportunities to admire and even taste this perfect, enchanting body up close and without hindrance.
However, it was the contrast, after such brutal life-and-death combat, of seeing this once lofty, powerful Holy Knight girl shed the armor that symbolized her glory and dignity, retaining only a few pieces of cold metal, and now submitting at his feet—
That sense of ultimate conquest and absolute domination brought him unparalleled spiritual satisfaction.
‘Marvelous!’
This feeling—simply marvelous!
“Ding dong, Humiliation Value increased by 56,000.”
“Ding dong, absorbing humiliation emotion, Annoyance Value +56,000.”
“ROAR!!!”
A deafening dragon roar, full of boundless grief and fury, suddenly echoed throughout the entire canyon.
Perhaps, sensing clearly the deep sorrow and bone-deep humiliation Su Nian was now enduring.
The Wind Elemental Holy Dragon, Little Green—who’d been forcibly summoned to the ground earlier by Chu Tian’s space magic, and was now firmly suppressed by the terrifying Knight Da Hei with burning Rune Chains—was struggling madly in its rage.
Hard dragon scales scraped against the thick chains, shooting out dazzling sparks.
Its crimson dragon eyes, like burning flames, locked fiercely on Chu Tian not far away, letting out deep, murderous growls.
“Ding dong, absorbing anger emotion, Annoyance Value +5,941.”
“Ding dong, absorbing rage emotion, Annoyance Value +7,445.”
“Ding dong, absorbing sorrow emotion, Annoyance Value +3,649.”
Alas, its struggles were futile before absolute power.
The Purple Domain Spirit Cat, Little Violet, had already depleted all her magic power after forcibly reverse-summoning Big Mountain, and was gravely injured and unconscious.
The Sea Island Giant Spirit Turtle, Big Mountain, had been transported by unstable space forces to some remote, unknown sea.
Su Nian herself was at the end of her rope, her magic drained by the horned demon, her stamina exhausted.
With the Wind Elemental Holy Dragon, Little Green, now injured and shackled to the ground by the terrifying Knight Da Hei’s special chains, it was impossible to pose any threat to the unfathomably powerful Chu Tian.
Its roar was more of a wail of despair.
At first, Chu Tian was puzzled, ‘Since when did the Annoyance Value gained from emotions other than Su Nian’s humiliation grow so high?’
He tilted his head slightly, gaze falling on the still-struggling Wind Elemental Holy Dragon.
Little Green’s crimson dragon eyes glared at him with burning hatred, a low, menacing growl rising from its throat, grief and rage almost palpable.
‘So that’s how it is.’ A knowing smile tugged at the corner of Chu Tian’s lips.
This surging anger and despair did not come from Su Nian but from her loyal dragon.
An unexpected bonus.
To be hated so fiercely by Su Nian’s dragon could bring him such a considerable Annoyance Value.
Though it was still not as much as the immense humiliation emotions the girl herself could provide—
But little by little, it all added up.
No wonder it was a legendary dragon; even if it didn’t yet look like an adult dragon, the intensity of its emotions was nothing an ordinary magical beast could match.
The fury of one dragon was enough to rival the emotions of thousands of low-rank beasts.
It seemed he needed to find a way to have Su Nian willingly keep her dragon, and that purple spirit cat with its own potential, at his side.
That way, he could not only draw a constant stream of Humiliation Value from Su Nian but also harvest the Annoyance Value contributed by her magical pets.
A win-win.
As for the specifics, he’d have to give it some careful thought and planning.
“Now then…..” Chu Tian pulled back his thoughts, looked down at Su Nian at his leisure, his gaze once again resting upon her.
From on high, he stared down at her, eyes tinged with amusement.
“Let your master see just how a little slave who committed the enormous sin of attacking her master will grovel, wagging her tail and begging for forgiveness and mercy.”
His voice wasn’t loud, but the pressure it carried was undeniable, every word landing heavily in Su Nian’s heart.
Su Nian’s body was as stiff as a stone statue.
She tried in vain, with her still-armored hands, to shield her most vital parts.
The cold touch of metal against her skin made her even more painfully aware of her predicament.
At last, under the man’s mocking, oppressive gaze, she bit down hard on her lip—almost hard enough to draw blood.
Her movements were stiff and slow as she bent her knees, little by little.
The cold, hard rock beneath her showed no mercy to her soft skin.
“Nian… Nian slave… surrenders… to Master… admits defeat…”
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s, thick with nasal sobs.
“B-beg… beg Master… forgive… your slave…”
The sobbing in her voice betrayed the utter despair and humiliation threatening to swallow her whole.
“Your slave… attacked… Master’s person…”
After saying those words, Su Nian could hold herself up no longer.
She feebly overlapped her hands—still encased in icy gauntlets—against her forehead.
Then, deeply, she kowtowed hard before the leisurely, smirking man on the ground.
The metal gauntlets struck the rough stone floor with a dull thud.
“Ding dong, absorbing humiliation emotion, Annoyance Value +100,000.”
“Ding dong, host detected kneeling in humiliation, Humiliation Value increased by 100,000.”
The System’s cold prompt sounded in her mind.
“Sob, sob, sob…..”
Once again, defeated utterly and without suspense.
Once again, groveling like a wretched dog before this bastard horned demon, tail between her legs, begging for his empty forgiveness.
How could she, Su Nian, be so worthless?
How could she be this weak?
Where had that indomitable courage, that desperate resolve to die rather than submit, all gone?
At the thought of death, she found herself truly afraid.
Perhaps, in her bones, she wasn’t really a qualified Knight at all.
A true Knight, when facing a strong enemy, would rather die standing than live kneeling.
But she…
***
At this moment with Su Nian’s utterly humble action.
Her body, now even more graceful and breathtaking after removing her chestplate and skirt armor, arched her rear high in the air.
The perfect curves, and the glimpse of snow-white skin between her greaves and thighs, presented themselves shamelessly and completely to the man behind her.
Chu Tian’s Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously.
In the depths of his eyes, a scorching, burning light flashed with no attempt at concealment.
This feeling, this sight—
It made his blood race with excitement, every vein in his body pulsing madly.
This girl before him, just a short while ago was the one clad in holy silver armor, astride a blue dragon, commanding a meteor to fall from the heavens, determined to crush him to dust; the valiant, fierce, and unyielding Valkyrie.
Lofty, untouchable.
Yet now she had shed the armor that stood for glory, strength, and dignity.
Most of her fair, sleek, impossibly tempting body exposed.
Crouched at his feet, begging for forgiveness.
That extreme contrast.
That supreme pleasure in completely crushing and conquering a once proud, unyielding soul.
It thrilled him to his very core, every pore hungrily drinking in this soul-deep joy.
Such a powerful, beautiful, untamed girl now lay before him in the most humiliating, lowly posture, prostrate and submissive at his feet.
His to command, as he pleased.
“Just as I said before…..”
Within Chu Tian, a demonic fire was already burning, threatening to consume his reason.
But he forcefully suppressed that primal impulse, maintaining a façade of composure and calm.
He wanted to savor the fruit of conquest slowly.
“The crime of attacking your master isn’t one you can wash away by simply kneeling and begging forgiveness.”
He paused, his gaze roaming without restraint over the girl’s now plumper, more alluring curves, accentuated by her kneeling.
Then, with a leisurely, mocking tone, he slowly said, “Attacking your master must be repaid with Half-Year Punishment and Training!”
“Any objections, Little Nian?”