“Mother, is this comfortable?”


  Amy stood on the bed as she massaged Irina’s back eagerly.

  Ugly Duckling was lying by Irina’s feet, similarly massaging her calves eagerly.

  “Mm-hm. It is.” Irina closed her eyes, and could not stop herself from smiling.

  “Tsk, tsk…” Mag stood at the side jealously. His daughter had not given him a massage before.

  “I’ve been walking a lot today, and my legs are also a little sore.” Irina lifted her long legs, and placed them on a stool by the bed as she glanced at Mag.

  Amy quickly looked at Mag, and gave him a meaningful look.

  Mag raised his brow. How could a man…


  “Let me massage it for you.” Mag sat on the stool very naturally, and placed Irina’s feet on his lap.

  Her calves were long and fair, but they were not skinny. Instead, she had a beautiful curve at her calves, and her ankles were thin. Her feet were small and fine. Her round toes were like succulent pearls. The moment Mag touched them, Irina would even tense her feet up.

  Although Mag was not obsessed with feet, he still could not help but exclaim when he saw the exquisite feet that were like a pair of art sculptures.

  Of course, that pride belonging to a man felt good when he held the pair of feet in his hands.

  “Are you massaging or not?” Irina asked with a blush as she looked at Mag who was a little out of sorts as he stared at her feet.

  “I’m trying to see where I should start!” Mag coughed dryly, and placed his hands on Irina’s leg as he started to massage her.

  Her skin was very soft and smooth, and her muscles were not too hard. It was the level of a top-grade ingredient…


  Mag tried to dispel all other thoughts, and went back to recalling the acupoints and techniques the young ladies used when he went to relax in the past as he started to massage Irina’s calves and feet.

  As he looked at Irina, and Amy, who would occasionally say something cheeky, Mag felt warm and fuzzy inside. Such happiness was hard to come by, and he hoped that it would stay this way forever.

  Irina’s face turned slightly red. However, she gradually relaxed from the initial nervousness with Mag’s adept techniques.

  She was shocked that Mag was so good at massage. He had been a man who only wielded knives and swords. This actually was more relaxing than going to the spa.

  ***

  Rodu. The palace was still as brightly lit.

  The entire Rodu was shocked by the letter sent from Chaos City.

  The king gathered the courtiers to discuss the matter all through the night.

  A courtier walked in quickly to the meeting hall, and respectfully said, “Your Majesty, we’ve prepared materials for 18 types of spell formations according to your request. Would you like us to send them to Chaos City right now?”


  Andre, who was sitting on a high seat, calmly said, “There’s no rush. You can set off tomorrow morning.”


  “Yes,” that courtier replied, and turned to leave.

  “Your Majesty, this devil incident happened very suddenly. In addition, there was also the sudden appearance of two strong forces, the Moon Nation and Lantisde. Things have changed drastically. How should we make our stand at the peace talks?” one courtier raised his concern.

  The other courtiers were also worried.

  Initially, with the Roth Empire’s might, everyone thought that they would be able to raise the issue of redrawing territorial lines. The best-case scenario would be to let the other races willingly give up some land to the Roth Empire without a war.

  However, with the appearance of the devil, the peace talks suddenly did not seem so important.

  On top of that, the appearance of Lantisde and the Moon Nation, with several 10th-tier powerhouses, was also a factor in the redrawing of borders.

  “Let’s not talk about the peace talks. Right now, we have to settle that fellow that suddenly appeared.” Andre stood up. “Get them to prepare. If the repair of the seal fails, we will be sending out 20 10th-tier great magic casters and 20 10th-tier knights to aid Chaos City.”


  “40 10th-tier powerhouses!”


  The expressions of the courtiers in the hall changed. This was almost 90% of the Roth Empire’s elites, and His Majesty actually wanted to send all of them out.

  “It’s also time to let them know how strong the Roth Empire is.” Andre smiled and left with a group of guards protecting him.

  “Your Majesty is wise.”


  The courtiers were all deep in thought.

  ***

  “Get all military divisions to get into category 1 battle mode,” Andre suddenly told a courtier beside him when he walked out of the hall.

  “Yes.” That courtier quickly left.

  “Devil… What a timely arrival. I do want to see how powerful you are…” Andre scoffed.

  ***

  “Devil.”


  In the Starry Cave, Helena looked at the dimly lit stars in the crystal ball with a grave expression. A dark cloud spread across the stars like a black hole, seemingly devouring all the stars.

  “High Priestess, Princess Sally was too rash. Not only did she not align herself with the Roth Empire, she even made such a promise on behalf of the elves. Do we need to liaise with Chaos City on the matter of sending out powerhouses…” an elder said.

  “Fool, do you think the Roth Empire would really be kind to us?” Helena glanced at the elf coldly, and mocked, “If the Roth Empire could really defeat all of Norland Continent, that old fox Andre would never let the elves survive.”


  “But…” That elf wanted to speak further.

  “We elves are no longer what we used to be. We can’t even guarantee that we can win against the goblins, what do we have to use as a chip for negotiation with the Roth Empire? The pathetic bilateral relation?” Helena scoffed.

  “Sally made the right decision at an appropriate time. This time, we can only have the chance to survive in this storm by standing on the opposite side of the Roth Empire.” Helena retracted her gaze, and looked up at the starry sky with a grave expression as she said, “A huge crisis is already looming over the Wind Forest.”


  ***

  The news of the terrifying devil quickly spread amongst the various races at the fastest speed.

  That night, the people of the ruling tier of the Norland Continent were unable to fall asleep.

  Countless resources were taken out from treasure vaults and placed on flying steeds to be sent to Chaos City.

  The best spell formation masters had all been activated to proceed together with the materials.

  This was a battle that concerned the survival of all races on the Norland Continent.

  This time, everyone was in the same boat!