"Hmm..." Amber moaned softly into his mouth as she continued kissing Victor, and after some time, when she could no longer hold on as she was running short of breath, she unwrapped her arms from him and let him go.

Plop.

A thin bridge of saliva formed as both lovers disconnected their lips.

"That was delightful, Master ❤️," Amber said seductively, then calmed down as she looked at the third wheel.

She noticed Sophie’s flushed face, and a wicked thought appeared on her face.

"Sophie... something wrong? Do you have a fever?" Amber asked, and Sophie, who had kept her head down, jolted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"N-No, nothing. I will go out first." Without even looking at them, she bolted out of the dungeon.

"You are really mischievous," Victor looked at Amber and gave a wry smile.

"Hehe," Amber just giggled mischievously.

Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind as she looked at Victor and the embarrassed Sophie. ’What if I surprise Master with a gathering full of beautiful women—would that make him happy?’

Amber thought. Honestly, she knew that nobles, even those married to multiple beautiful women, would still have mistresses and engage with other women behind their backs. Even her father had played with almost every maid in the Oreburgh County, which was a common occurrence in nobility.

She knew that even if she married him, there would be many vixens who would try to get into his bed, and he might marry more women—but she was determined to be his first and main wife and to screen any woman before allowing her to get close to him.

’Why is she looking at me like I’m some kind of scoundrel?’ Victor thought as he looked at Amber, who was smiling at him. But seeing that smile, he felt a chill run down his spine and even checked her loyalty—it was still 100%.

Pah.

"Stop looking at me like that," Victor said, unable to read her thoughts as he spanked her lightly.

"Yes, Master ❤️," Amber replied as she followed meekly behind him.

After they went outside, Amber spotted Sophie standing near the entrance with a blank expression. She was trying to appear calm, but inwardly she was very nervous, her heart pounding in her chest. She watched as Amber walked toward her with an annoyingly cheerful smile.

"Sophie, I am going to sleep with Victor," Amber said nonchalantly. Hearing her words, Sophie’s expression nearly cracked, but she regained her composure and replied calmly, "I understand. I will stand guard outside your room and let no one in."

’Damn, these two... are they going to keep going on like rabbits... and how does he even have this kind of stamina?’ Sophie screamed inwardly as her thoughts wandered into inappropriate territory, imagining scenes she quickly tried to suppress.

"Take your mind out of the gutter—I’m just going to sleep," Amber said softly near her ear, even blowing warm air.

"Hiek!" Sophie, feeling her hot breath, shrieked and fell on her butt.

"Haha," seeing this, Amber giggled. She grabbed Victor’s arm and dragged him away.

’That bitch...’ This was the first time she cursed Amber in her head. She glared at Amber with a resentful look and a flushed face.

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Next Morning

At the dining table, everyone was gathered to have breakfast.

Clang.

One of the servers almost stumbled and dropped a plate as his eyes kept glancing at the heaven-defying beauty who was elegantly having her breakfast, but they did not keep staring, as they knew it could be considered offensive and cost them their heads.

Amber did not pay attention to them as she calmly ate her food, but frowned when she noticed a burning look filled with lust from beside her.

Bang.

"Argh!" Andrew, who was staring at Amber, groaned in pain when he felt her step on his foot and grind it. He quickly stopped staring at her.

Andrew was completely dumbfounded when he saw Amber in the morning and started drooling—it felt as if she had turned into the Goddess of Beauty. Not only him, but even the others, whether male or female, could not help but stare at Amber.

Amber’s eyes glinted; using the distraction, she slipped a pill directly into Andrew’s glass of wine.

Victor’s eyebrows twitched when he saw this and watched Andrew take a sip from it.

Soon after a few minutes, Andrew stood up and said, "I am having a stomachache, I will leave."

Victor watched Andrew leave, then turned toward Amber and asked, "What was that?"

"That was a pill which will keep him in the bathroom until he collapses. This will prevent him from showing his ugly face until the time for my plan to kill him arrives," Amber said in a cold voice.

"Oh, what is the plan?" Victor asked curiously.

"I was planning to drag him with me when I go to fight the Black Church and kill him during the fight if he does not die by their hands," Amber said nonchalantly.

"Tsk," Victor clicked his tongue, seeing the decisiveness of the ruthless woman.

"Lord Victor, there is something that requires your attention," Edward, who had just entered the dining room, said while bowing.

"Hmm, what happened?" Victor asked, wiping his lips with a napkin. Amber also looked curious.

"Well, there is a group of weird people who have arrived, and they want to help us with the Black Church," Edward said, scratching his head.

"Weird, how?" This time, it was Amber who asked.

"Well, they are shouting and asking me where the NPC is and where to get quests," Edward said in confusion.

"What is an NPC? I have never heard this term," Amber also furrowed her brows.

"..." Victor’s lips started twitching after hearing their words.

’It must be players who have started arriving.’ Victor rubbed his temples and said, "I will deal with it, Edward."

"Eh, you know what an NPC is? Can you tell me?" Amber asked.

Victor ignored her and started walking outside, which caused her to pout and follow behind him.

"When did they get so close?" Edward said in a bewildered tone as he also followed behind them.