“Lord Frank, thank you for your hard work. What do you think of Moravia?”
From the capital of the Vichy Kingdom to the border of the Greenville Empire is not very far; if the land route is smooth, ten days is enough.
“Your Highness, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?”
As the kingdom’s official architect, Frank’s passion for architecture needs no introduction.
Unfortunately, his straightforward nature made him unpopular among the nobility.
Without Ifriel, he might never have had the chance to showcase his talents.
“Lord Frank, you’ve gone bad—just be straightforward. I’m not one of those hypocrites.”
The underlying question was whether she wanted to hear harsh truth or softened criticism.
This man hadn’t been like this before; it seemed that after mingling with those vain nobles for so long, even he had learned to sugarcoat painful truths.
“Apologies, but the city’s architectural design has many unreasonable aspects. The overall layout is chaotic and lacks any aesthetic appeal.”
“Hmm, anything else?”
“The city completely neglects drainage; many areas that require streets only have dirty, disorderly alleys…”
He barely touched on the architectural flaws, but when it came to the city’s planning and design, he became quite eloquent.
It seemed that the landmarks like the Royal Garden, Grand Theater, and National Colosseum weren’t enough to satisfy him.
Unfortunately, the Vichy Kingdom’s architectural bureaucracy would never entrust city planning to a baron without any background.
Besides, at this point, the kingdom had no places left worth building new cities.
His new dream might have remained unfulfilled for his entire life.
“All right, Lord Frank, if I gave you a chance now to design a town according to some requirements, would you accept the commission?”
“Of course, Your Highness. I will complete it beautifully!”
That was good. His talent would still have a place to shine. She already guessed what her partner planned to do with the land near that dungeon.
It was foreseeable that the Vichy Kingdom’s defeat was inevitable.
Those malevolent beings who provoked the king and Greenville Empire into war never intended to help the country win.
If she were the one commanding this war, the corrupt Greenville Empire would have been finished long ago.
Those inhuman creatures must have intelligence beyond normal humans.
They deliberately kept the two nations at a stalemate while plotting a war against the Rhine Empire behind the scenes…
But all of this had nothing to do with her. The “flower vase” only needed to worry about not getting shattered.
She had already fulfilled her wish of gaining the right to live in this country and was about to shed the troublesome “princess” title.
With Hilvi by her side, she would live happier than anyone.
The only flaw was about to be fixed—her and Hilvi’s love nest needed to be built in a perfect city.
With her help, Hilvi would definitely become the ruler of this territory, and the resources in that dungeon would guarantee the land’s prosperity.
As for safety? The Demon King faction had become her ally, and that blonde loli had promised not to harm her or Hilvi. Where could be safer than this?
If possible, she wanted to build a beautiful manor in the suburbs designed by Lord Frank, where she could live leisurely and peacefully with her beloved.
“Go rest for a while, Lord Frank. Someone will soon take you to survey potential sites.”
“As you command, Your Highness.”
……
After leaving the dungeon, Chlorel rode her griffin alone to Moravia.
By now, the griffin had become very obedient, probably because she had left it alone in the forest near Moravia before.
It might have thought Su Yao didn’t want it anymore, but last time she only accidentally left it behind when hurriedly returning to the dungeon with a group of newly rescued female slaves.
Thanks to that, now she only needed to whistle to summon it. Before, she had to lure it out with roasted minotaur meat.
Of course, food for the griffin still needed preparation, but it wasn’t much trouble. She could just pick some thick “beef” from the Labyrinth Tavern and roast it with fire magic.
Those tricky meat pieces were perfect for it.
After arriving in Moravia, Chlorel didn’t go straight to the inn where Hilvi stayed to find Ifriel.
Instead, she went near the red-light district she had been to before.
Strangely, she didn’t know how she had been drawn here like a ghost’s will.
Anyway, she planned to take a look at the shop she had noticed that day when leaving the red-light district by chance.
“Welcome! Miss, how can I help you?”
“Su… Succubus?”
Living in the palace, Chlorel had only heard of such shops but had never encountered one.
After wandering nearby for a long time, she finally mustered the courage to step inside.
Don’t get the wrong idea—it wasn’t because of seeing that elf with her mouth gagged the last time that made her come.
It was because… that silly loli had refused her just to be alone with Sophia. She wanted to show that brat some color!
But she had never heard of succubi appearing in such shops. No, it was strange for demons to be seen in human cities at all.
“Huh? Did the mental suggestion fail?”
Succubi often blend into human society by using mental suggestions to make others overlook their “tails” and “demon horns,” pretending to be human women.
“I’m the shop manager here, just an ordinary succubus making a living by selling ‘Demon Realm’ pleasure products—no evil deeds here!”
That made sense. After all the traps she had fallen into with Lilith, she was a bit traumatized. If the mental magic lost its effect, succubi had nothing to fear.
Chlorel sheathed her sword, and the succubus manager breathed a sigh of relief.
“What do you need, Miss? I can also explain how to use these items.”
“Th-this… this is… what is it for?”
A soft leather strap connected to several iron rings with a hollow red ball on top. Chlorel had a vague idea of its purpose but instinctively asked.
Partly to hide her embarrassment, partly to prove she was innocent.
“This goes in your mouth like this…”
The succubus manager smiled the entire time, demonstrating on Chlorel while explaining how to use the item.
Not just that, she recommended many other matching products—leather collars, brightly colored hemp ropes, restraining straps…
After hearing all this, steam seemed to be coming out of the chestnut-haired girl’s head.
She completely ignored the later items with massage and vibration functions, as well as the wooden triangular punishment bench.
“Your items have been packed. The models are all small size. The total is six gold coins.”
Without questioning why such a small amount cost so much, the girl tossed the gold coins down and hurried out.
Only the smiling succubus manager remained, calling out, “Looking forward to your next visit~”