Chapter 1: A Saintess’s Unsettling Proposition

Jingle, jingle~

A crisp metallic clang echoed from above her head with a slight shake of her wrist.

Golden handcuffs, emblazoned with sacred runes, bound the holy energy within the maiden’s body, forcing her into a humiliating posture with her chest thrust forward.

Bai Tong could not fathom it. He had merely been playing a game, logging in as usual. How had he fallen to such a plight?

Today marked the final day of “Siege of the Beast Horde,” the first major event since the launch of “Light of Mysteries.”

As was his routine, he had prepared to log in, hunt monsters, and farm materials. Yet, upon opening his eyes, he found himself in this predicament.

His slender arms were crossed and tightly cuffed above his head. He was clad in a pearl-white, revealing Saintess’s robe that exposed her fair, smooth skin.

In Bai Tong’s own words, the fabric of this Saintess’s robe was akin to “Cool Night Spring Snow”—the kind of attire that would be considered utterly provocative even in a ‘ship girl’ game.

Not to mention, the ‘scale’ of this body surpassed even that of any ship girl, inciting endless fantasies.

Cherry-blossom white hair cascaded naturally to her shoulders, her waist was slender enough to be grasped in one hand, and her feet were bare and pristine. Even in distress, she maintained an elegant demeanor.

If this peerlessly beautiful maiden were not himself, Bai Tong would undoubtedly have ‘charged’ at this girl with her pure face and voluptuous figure.

Alas, he currently possessed neither the ‘tools for the crime’ nor a logout button. He was merely a plaything awaiting ‘favor.’

Click.

The sound of a doorknob turning reached his ears. Bai Tong’s slightly bewildered and uneasy pink eyes instinctively darted towards the sound.

A girl in a black dress, wearing an iron crown and followed by a maid, entered with a proud, slightly raised chin.

When her gaze met the girl’s crimson eyes, her body trembled faintly from fear. The girl’s eyes seemed capable of drawing in souls—dark, terrifying, heavy, like an unconquerable abyss or the depths of hell itself.

“Is this the Saintess captured in this operation?”

The girl smiled playfully, her jade-like finger hooking Bai Tong’s chin. As she felt the slick, soft warmth beneath her fingertips, a hint of pleasure graced her smile.

“The White Jade Gem of Falmond, the Mistress of Lily-of-the-Valley Land, owner of Divine Artifacts, a righteous Holy Knight, a gentle and benevolent Healing Saintess.”

“I heard that in the Holy Church Empire, if someone doesn’t know your name, it’s a testament to their ignorance… Hehehe~, it seems now that your beauty indeed merits such praise from humanity.”

“However, it’s a pity. In your current state, you are nothing more than a frightened little girl.”

The black-clad girl, filled with a demonic and terrifying aura, gazed with amusement at the Saintess, who, despite her apprehension and fear, strove to maintain a composed facade.

Feeling the Saintess’s slightly hurried breaths, she chuckled softly behind her hand.

“My name is Letitia Tanis, the current ruler of Mandorn, the Demon Nation, the King who commands demons—or, as you call me, the Demon Lord.”

Letitia exuded her terrifying aura as the Demon Lord without reservation.

The oppressive atmosphere alone made breathing difficult and sent shivers down one’s spine, yet her face bore a smile as serene as a breeze enlightened by wisdom.

‘Letitia… Demon Lord…’

Bai Tong remembered. He had heard from an old scout in the forums that an unknown demon army was advancing towards Falmond.

However, few had paid much attention to such information. During the ‘Siege of the Beast Horde’ event, most players were busy venturing out of the city to farm materials in exchange for lucrative rewards.

Consequently, the demon army’s vanguard, sent to test the waters, was almost entirely annihilated by human adventurers.

Meanwhile, Falmond, left internally vulnerable as the adventurers’ main base, was swiftly overwhelmed by elite forces, and Noah, the Healing Saintess stationed there, was captured by the Demon Lord.

In an instant, Bai Tong’s unyielding mind grasped the unfolding events and comprehended his current situation!

With a slight struggle, the chains on the handcuffs once again emitted a crisp sound. The Saintess’s pink eyes, filled with unease and terror, gradually grew vacant.

Letitia chuckled with delight, pulling the Saintess, who had finally understood her predicament, back to reality.

“Well, Noah.”

“Will you become this King’s concubine?”

The struggling ceased abruptly. Bai Tong blinked his dazed eyes, and his delicate pink lips parted to utter a single, hollow syllable:

“Huh?”

“Didn’t hear clearly? It’s fine, this King permits your insolence.”

Letitia’s smile was as alluring as poison. Her slender fingers gently stroked Bai Tong’s chin, yet to Bai Tong, it felt like the cool edge of a blade or the lick of a venomous serpent.

“This King does not yet have a suitable spouse, so I shall take you as my concubine. If you perform well, in time, becoming the Queen Mother of the entire Demon Nation is not a mere fantasy.”

“If you refuse, hehehe~, it would be a pity, but I would have no choice but to contact the military or research departments to make good use of you, my perfect captive.”

As her sharp, blade-like fingertips slid down, Letitia spoke, half-smiling and half-threatening, her words laden with the peril of walking a cliff’s edge.

Bai Tong, who had been about to refuse, instantly clamped her mouth shut. She neither wished to agree nor dared to refuse, able only to press her lips tightly together, utterly silent.

“Is that so? It seems you still require some thorough ‘training’~”

Letitia met the maiden’s stubborn gaze, and an answer formed in her mind.

She had long anticipated that this pure and beautiful Saintess would not yield easily, but that was precisely where the pleasure of taming lay, wasn’t it?

If the other party had agreed so readily, she would have felt a touch of disappointment.

“Astolfo.”

“Yes, Your Majesty, Demon Lord.”

The beautiful maid obeyed the Demon Lord’s command, retrieving a bottle of purple elixir from her pocket and respectfully presenting it to Letitia.

The purple elixir emanated a profound, mysterious aura. Merely glimpsing it unsettled the Saintess, as if she had inhaled its rich fragrance.

Letitia narrowed her beautiful eyes, pulled out the stopper, and, under the Saintess’s anxious and fearful gaze, downed the entire bottle of elixir in one gulp.

“What are you doin’—”

Bai Tong, who had expected the elixir to be for her, was utterly dumbfounded. Her previously pursed lips instantly parted in surprise.

Her vision blurred, and a fragrant breeze enveloped her. The Demon Lord, her cheeks flushed, pinched Bai Tong’s face, pouring every last drop of the scorching liquid into the Saintess’s small mouth.

“Mmph! Mmmph mmmph mmmph!”

Bai Tong’s eyes widened. Her throat felt as though it were ablaze, the burning sensation spreading from her gullet to her limbs.

Her brain seemed to melt, and her once clear pink eyes gradually became unfocused and hazy under the elixir’s influence.

Their lips parted. Letitia, still savoring the moment, wiped the corner of her mouth. She gazed at Noah, who was now sprawled limply on the ground, almost a puddle, and a satisfied smile graced her face.

“Excellent. The contract is sealed.”