"Here's what happened, Grandfather." Charlotte relayed Larry's situation to Rick Leon, her joy reflecting on the fact that her own contract partner was so powerful. Rick Leon didn't utter a word from start to finish, just helplessly shaking his head. The worries he had were all resolved right from the beginning. Although these were mere cannon fodder sent to their deaths, it was enough to elicit full intimidation on the opponent. "Charlotte." Rick Leon turned around, looking at his granddaughter. Without doubt, the Sheffield family genes were superior, having been passed on for more than a thousand years, their lineage was constantly optimizing itself, not to mention their appearances were anything but ordinary. This is one of the reasons why nobles are distinct from commoners. Everything about them is always top-tier. "I am here, grandfather," Charlotte dutifully replied. "I don't know why, but being summoned and entering into a contract with the Crown is a great thing. Yet, I hope you can also become powerful on your own." Rick Leon looked at his granddaughter seriously, noticing her changes over the past eight days, which anyone could clearly perceive.

Charlotte, who used to be icy cold towards everyone, could now often be seen smiling. This was partly because the mounting family pressure had subsided and partly because of the contract she made with that playful Crown. "I will, Grandfather. Auster instructs me in magic training every day." Charlotte nodded, acknowledging Rick Leon's words. She was well aware of the importance of her own strength. However, what she wanted more was to reach Larry's heights, not to rely on Larry continually. Just like what was stated in their pact, the two being side by side, not just her being protected. Rick Leon laughed with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Larry, who was feigning sleep. "I can tell, the Crown may seem very cheerful, but there are many things he's contemplating. Everything he does reveals his discomfort with all of this." "It's not just you who needs him, but he needs you now too."

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Charlotte walked the corridor, recollecting Rick Leon's words. She too had recently overlooked some of Larry's details due to his playfulness. Passing by the mansion's dining room, a conversation between several maids stopped her in her tracks.

"Ever since Lord Auster came to the mansion, it's been a lively place."

"Nowadays, we often see the miss smiling."

"In the past, the miss would only smile in front of the lady."

"Lord Auster is also very gentle. This morning he greeted me."

"I'm the same. Today, when I made tea for him, he thanked me."

"How nice. It seems that the old man respects Lord Auster."

"Is Lord Auster a cleric? I heard the old man address him as 'the Crown'."

"I'm not sure."

The maids discussed their thoughts as their mistress left the doorway, biting her lip. "Silly Auster." In the Noen Continent, although servants are not considered lowly, they are still at the behest of the aristocracy who decide their fate. It's nearly impossible for an aristocrat to thank a servant. Even the most hypocritical aristocrat wouldn't thank a servant, as it would hurt their face.

Hearing the familiar click of high heels, Larry knew that Charlotte was coming. He opened his eyes to see Charlotte squatting nearby, looking at him. "Did I wake you?" Charlotte asked. "No, I wasn't sleeping, just keeping my eyes closed." Larry said with a laugh. His hand dwarfed over Charlotte's head, playing with her velvety, violet hair, emanating an alluring fragrance."Os."

"Hmm?"

"Let's go to the academy together in a couple of days."

"..."

"There's no need to say such a thing."

"What?" The girl stared at Larry in confusion.

"You think you can leave me behind and run away? No way." Larry said with a smile.

The girl stood up, with a slight smile on her lips, and turned around.

"Dinner is ready; don't lie here anymore. Let's go."

Her steps unconsciously became lighter, and she occasionally turned back to see if Larry was following.

Larry got up and caught up with the girl's pace.

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"Your Highness, thank you for your help." Rickon, sitting at the head of the dining table, bowed his head to Larry on his left.

With Rickon's words, the four elders at the table and the butler Huxton behind him also bowed their heads in gratitude.

"It's just a small effort. Besides, I'm more curious about what trouble you guys are in?" Larry did not refuse their gestures but asked this question instead.

Rickon raised his head and let out a sigh.

"The Pusaykriyon Kingdom has a legacy of over a thousand years. Although personal strength might offer a longer lifespan, even so, after ruling the country for sixty years, our current king has entered the hall of the Grim Reaper - the king will change, and with it comes chaos for the country."

Rickon said helplessly.

"I think I already understand the situation." Larry shook his head and said.

It's nothing more than the king about to pass away, but because his children are not well-behaved, and there might even be nobles who want to usurp the throne.

However, the latter is mostly unlikely to happen. More likely, during this turbulent time, various nobles will fight and annex each other to strengthen themselves. Without the king's restraint, the fights among nobles are no different from a wartime situation.

"Thus, we hope that Your Highness can help the Sheffield family successfully overcome this crisis." Rickon put his hand on his chest and bowed his head.

Larry nodded, then asked with confusion, "Don't you have a foundation after inheriting for a thousand years? This kind of thing should not be a big problem, right?"

Hearing Larry's confusion, Rickon sighed, "Your Highness, the Sheffield family has been continuously suppressed by several major families in the king's eyes for more than a hundred years. We can only wait for the next king for a chance to turn over a new leaf."

At this point, Larry immediately understood the situation.

It was because they didn't choose the right side last time.

But it was also because the Sheffield family had a thousand-year inheritance that the king couldn't directly interfere and let the nobles who supported him fight against Sheffield.

In this royal election, the Sheffield family must have started to choose sides. Perhaps Charlotte's parents and younger brother were in the capital because of this matter.

"I see." Larry nodded, and suddenly something appeared in his hand.

"Bear Shaman Call Sign: Summon 4 Bear Shamans with a duration of 60 minutes, level 60. CD: 36 hours."

He handed the charm to Rickon and explained its function.

Rickon held the charm like a treasure - this bear shaman summoning charm, which wouldn't even qualify as cannon fodder in the game.

In the game, this thing could be used as a meat shield in the early stages. Its self-recovery skill could not only heal itself but also others, making it an unbeatable cockroach in the early stages of the game. However, after players reached level 70, it became less useful. Only assassin-type players would use it to attract monsters to achieve a backstab effect.

This dinner proceeded very quickly. Although everyone maintained the etiquette of a noble meal, the guests finished their food quickly and apologized before leaving the table.

Larry helplessly smiled at Charlotte, and the two of them also got up and followed.

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Rickon raised the summoning charm in his hand. The charm emitted a green light, and then turned into four beams, forming the bear shamans.

The Bear-monster Shaman, standing as tall as four meters, was different from the ordinary bear monsters. His shoulder hair was even blacker than his belly hair, and his chest had a strange magic texture.

His huge claws had a frosty aura moving between them, and even Rikkon, who stood relatively far from him, could feel a hint of cold.

Rikkon excitedly looked at the charm in his hand and then turned to Larry and Charlotte, "Thanks for the divine artifact, after getting through this crisis, it will be returned intact."

Larry waved his hand with a dismissive smile, "No need, you can keep it, no need to return it to me."

Hearing this, Rikkon was even more pleased, but his cultivation made him refrain from making any impolite actions.

In the end with his right hand on his chest, he bowed. "Thank you!"

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When night fell, it was Larry's favorite time again.

"Charlotte, it's time to go to bed."

Larry wore a naughty grin as he looked at Charlotte, who was drying her hair.

After quickly patting her hair dry, a red light flashed in Charlotte's hand. Vapor rose from her purple-red hair, leaving it as smooth as always.

"It's really convenient." Larry couldn't help expressing his admiration for the utility of magic, sometimes it was even more convenient than science and technology.

A wind spell could make one fly directly-- however one wanted to. You could dance in the sky as long as your magic control ability was enough.

Charlotte gave Larry a look of disdain, walked over, and collapsed on the bed. Larry let out a devious chuckle, waving his hand to extinguish the magic lamp, and then lunged at Charlotte.

Smelling the sweet fragrance of Charlotte, Larry held the young girl in his arms, losing himself in the scent of her body.

"Charlotte."

"Hmm.."

"Call me Larry."

"Lo..rry?"

"Yeah."

Larry looked tenderly at the blushing Charlotte and whispered in her ear.

"Indeed, I like you the most."

With that, his hands became naughty.

As Larry's hands roamed on her, Charlotte's body reddened, and her eyes became misty, exhaling a scent from time to time.

"Ahh…"

Feeling Larry's hands roaming her body, Charlotte unconsciously let out a cry just like a small animal.

This excited Larry more, and he responded.

"Larry, no..."

"A man cannot stop."

"Larry…"

"I know, I will respect Charlotte's wishes..."

"Hmm…"