Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Jessica was completely unaware of the deeply hidden romantic history between Yasso and Aiqimili, disguised under the pretense of apprenticeship.

Back then, Yasso had actually captured Aiqimili's heart under the guise of seeking instruction.

Meanwhile, Jessica and Soren returned side by side to the practice room in the side palace, her heart full of anticipation for Soren's swordsmanship level.

As the assessment began, the light of the swords flashed, and the shadows of the swords danced, stirring up layers of ripples in Jessica's originally calm heart.

Soren's basic swordsmanship was already so skilled, and his control over his own strength had reached a state of perfection.

After the assessment, Soren looked at Jessica expectantly, his eyes gleaming with desire: "Teacher, how do you think I performed? Can I start learning sword techniques now?"

Jessica looked at the young man before her, and the shock in her heart was indescribable. She nodded in a daze, sighing inwardly: Is this the legendary genius?

Soren's performance had far exceeded her expectations, and her heart was filled with anticipation and pride for this future sword master.

In the quiet of the side palace practice room, Jessica began to carefully teach Soren several basic sword techniques.

During the teaching process, physical contact between the two was unavoidable. Unlike his previous restraint, Soren showed unprecedented boldness this time. He cleverly used the transitions of movements to inadvertently get close to Jessica, even playfully blowing gently in her ear.

Jessica naturally understood Soren's little tricks. She found it both amusing and helpless in her heart. She did not blame Soren for this, but instead chose to turn a blind eye, letting his little pranks continue. Because she knew that this was a unique way for the two of them to deepen their relationship.

So, Jessica continued to wholeheartedly teach Soren sword techniques, her sword tip guiding Soren's movements, her voice gentle and firm, conveying the essence of swordsmanship.

Soren, under her guidance, gradually mastered the mysteries of sword techniques, and also felt the unique understanding and closeness with his teacher.

The Blade of Infinity whispered in his ear, like the temptation of a demon: "She has already entered that throbbing, mysterious state. You only need to bravely take the last step to taste the fruits of victory."

Soren's heart surged, and he no longer hesitated, resolutely pulling Jessica into his arms, her fragrance intoxicating him. Just as he was about to offer a deep kiss, Jessica blocked his lips with her palm with lightning speed.

Her eyes twinkled with cunning light, and she chuckled: "Little guy, want to kiss me? When you have cultivated the Cross Slash to perfection, I will naturally offer a kiss as a reward."

Soren felt a burst of disappointment in his heart, but he was ignited with new hope by Jessica's next words.

She said sternly: "In the path of cultivation, it is important to avoid being eager for quick success. Before reaching the sixth rank, if you indulge in momentary pleasure and break the purity of your body, the progress of your future cultivation will be greatly reduced. Do you know why those powerful experts in the Empire are already old when they have children? That's because they know this principle well and don't want to ruin their future for a moment of pleasure."

Soren was shocked when he heard this. He had never thought that the path of cultivation was so profound, and that so many secrets were hidden within it.

Jessica saw the hesitation in his heart and said softly: "As long as you cultivate diligently, the road ahead is still long. I will always be by your side, guiding you forward. When you break through to the sixth rank, I will not only offer a kiss, but also give you more rewards."

Soren's eyes flashed with a firm light, and he asked the Blade of Infinity in his heart: "Is there really such a saying?"

The Blade of Infinity seemed a little hesitant at this moment, equivocating, as if it was not very clear about this.

Soren couldn't help but feel annoyed. Was this Blade of Infinity deliberately misleading him?

"The breathing techniques of this era are vastly different from those of our era, and I cannot give a definite answer." The Blade of Infinity finally gave an ambiguous response.

Soren was almost so angry that he wanted to curse, but he quickly refocused all his thoughts on the cultivation of sword techniques. However, he would definitely not let go of any opportunity to take advantage of Jessica.

Due to her high cultivation level, Jessica's figure was graceful and moving, and her skin was delicate and elastic. Every intimate contact with her made Soren feel intoxicated and fascinated.

Jessica also seemed to enjoy Soren's little actions quite a bit. She would occasionally blow gently in Soren's ear, seemingly provoking him, making him even more itchy and unbearable.

Although the ambiguous atmosphere between the two became increasingly strong, they both maintained extreme restraint regarding further actions. They knew that the road of cultivation was long and arduous, and any indulgence could affect their future achievements.

Therefore, they chose to bury this emotion deep in their hearts and face the challenges of the future with a more determined will.

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The next morning, just as the sun was shining brightly on the earth, Soren unexpectedly encountered the embarrassment of a nocturnal emission. He quickly put on a brand new pair of boxer shorts and hurried to the Wink Royal Manor for inspection.

Just as he was about to leave the palace, Head Maid Aileen and two palace guards rushed over carrying a box of heavy silver coins and two new pairs of pants.

Head Maid Aileen said respectfully: "Recently, His Highness has not been wearing a Goulfic, and many rumors have spread within the palace. The Royal Consort has specially ordered me to prepare two new pairs of pants for His Highness, hoping that His Highness can dress properly and avoid unnecessary criticism."

Soren's mouth twitched slightly after hearing this.

Although the clothing in this world looks gorgeous on the surface, it is far less comfortable and convenient than the clothing on Earth.

He recalled the unique design of the Goulfic, which was like a practical pocket, fastened with buttons, and secured to the waist with a belt. This design allowed men to urinate conveniently without taking off their pants, which was both comfortable and practical.

In this world, such a thing was actually regarded as a fashion trend, and simply not wearing it had caused rumors within the palace.

Soren couldn't help but sigh, cultural differences are truly everywhere.

In the Imperial City, in order to visually increase their dignity and give it a straight state, many men even specially fill it with sawdust, like a large pocket, swaying back and forth as they walk, which is extremely strange.

Soren remembered that this kind of Goulfic was very popular in Europe from the fifteenth to seventeenth centuries, and he didn't expect it to be popular in this world as well.

Soren couldn't deny Royal Consort Mariasha's kindness, so he had to bite the bullet and take it. It seemed that he would inevitably have to wear it in the palace in the future.

In another corner of the palace gate, Nicholas watched Soren leave with the large wooden box carried by the guards with a gloomy gaze. He didn't understand what was so good about Soren that Royal Consort Mariasha supported him at such a great cost.

"You won't be laughing for long!" Nicholas said in a sinister tone, and left from another palace gate.