"Lady, don't be so stubborn. Soon enough, you'll be begging to kneel and serve me. Ha ha."In Elena's room, four men stood laughing at her. She was tied up on the bed, her mouth gagged with fabric, allowing only muffled, humiliated sounds to escape. She had no idea what was happening; all she knew was that these four men had suddenly burst into her room, tied her up, and forced her to swallow some sort of drug that made her feel extremely uncomfortable."Are you sure of her identity?" the leader in black asked. His subordinate quickly ingratiated himself."Yes, young master. She is Elena Vladislavovna, the daughter of a minor noble in Bayer and one of the belles of the Royal Academy.""Good. Once this is done, you'll be rewarded," the leader praised, causing his subordinate to wag his tail like a loyal dog, pledging unwavering loyalty.Elena's unease grew as her body began to heat up. An unknown fire ignited within her, making her increasingly restless. She struggled to break free, bu
After exchanging a few blows, Franz gauged the strength of the middle-aged man to be around the mid-stage of the Battle King realm. He sneered."Who would have thought that a Battle King would stoop to the level of trying to rape women?"The middle-aged man merely scoffed."Everyone serves a master. You should let us go. Our young master is from the Carlos family. If you let us leave, we can consider this incident as if it never happened.""Let you go? Sure, but you have to leave your lives behind."Franz laughed heartily, his sword energy increasing in speed as he shouted,"Three Sun Moon Sword!"As before, the sword image formed a fluttering butterfly, but this time it was even more exquisite, resembling a real butterfly. Kusanagi traced a beautiful arc, striking directly at the man's shoulder. The middle-aged man merely scoffed again."Just a little trick. Earth Element Battle Qi, First Slash Sword."His cross-shaped sword radiated a fierce golden battle aura as it pierced through
“Hey, you said to capture him alive, but look at what you ended up doing!” Leona glared at Alex, who could only scratch his head and apologize awkwardly.“What do we do with this one?” Alex pointed to the leader, who quickly protested, “You can’t kill me! I’m from the Carlos family—you’ve heard of us, right? Let me go, and we can just forget all of this.” He tried to intimidate them with his family’s name, but deep down, he was already plotting his revenge if he managed to escape.“Carlos family? Like I care!” Leona snapped. “I’m from the Bonaparte family, so if you don’t want more trouble, stay down.” She stamped down, pinning him to the ground. Alex broke into a nervous sweat—this girl was fierce, but he had to admit, he liked it.Boom.Two figures exploded out of the room, locked in fierce combat: Franz and the middle-aged Battle King. Franz’s movements were swift; he had put Kusanagi away and was wielding two Lạc Vân swords, relentlessly striking at the middle-aged man’s we
"Where is this place?"The leader asked, his voice trembling with fear. All he knew was that as soon as he looked into the young man’s eyes, the world around him transformed. The sky turned dark, clouds churned ominously, and a blood-red moon appeared. The ground was soaked in blood, and he found himself bound tightly to a cross. Standing before him was that young man, holding a knife, his gaze dark and chilling. But what terrified him even more was the sight surrounding him—it was himself, in dozens of forms, each one bound to crosses and each confronted by a version of the young man. Hundreds of identical scenes stretched out before him, each as horrifying as the last."Where is this, you ask? This is my world, where I am the master. If I want you to live, you cannot die."Franz replied coldly. "Tsukuyomi" was an illusion technique of the Sharingan. Anyone caught in its grip lost all sense of space and time, trapped in a realm completely under the caster’s control. It inflicted not
In the early morning at the Royal Academy, everything seemed to be proceeding as usual. It was as if the battle from the previous night had no impact on the lives of the residents here, except for the pile of debris beside the manor. Inside the manor, everything appeared very tidy; Alex had taken care of all the post-battle arrangements the night before.However, the atmosphere within the manor was unusually silent. Everyone had gathered in front of Elena's room, where Franz stood beside the bed, looking dejected. On the bed, Elena was crying uncontrollably while holding Leona. As soon as she woke up, Elena realized she was not wearing anything and saw a young man beside her, along with a blood-red flower on the bed. Now, even a fool could understand what had happened.“Elena, I’m sorry. I’ll take responsibility for this,” Franz mumbled. Inside, he was lamenting, realizing that a moment of weakness could ruin a lifetime. After all, hadn’t he entrusted his purity to her for over twenty
The palace of the Ala Empire is a grand and opulent structure, with gold leaf adorning every roof and illuminated by magical crystals, surrounded by a rich landscape. The throne room is a vast chamber of over five hundred square meters, supported by dozens of stone pillars, with a vaulted ceiling adorned with divine murals. Above the throne sits a man in his fifties, dressed in a black robe decorated with golden patterns. Emperor Nikolai V has a touch of gray in his beard and hair, more wrinkles on his face, and a long scar running from his eye to his mouth. Though he appears reclusive, he radiates the majesty of a sovereign, with calm and bright eyes that shine like stars.Standing beside Emperor Nikolai are two young men with blonde hair: the second prince, Pecival, and the first prince, Luscar. Both have bright eyes similar to the emperor’s, but Pecival’s express tranquility while Luscar’s convey a more somber demeanor.“Greetings, Your Majesty.”Heter and Duss bow slightly to Empe
Nikolai V pondered briefly, then spoke. Everyone in the palace was taken aback. Bridge City was a mid-sized fortress within the empire, not far from the border. Adjacent to it lay a swamp known as the Phantom Swamp, abundant with minerals and magical creatures, while its eastern edge bordered a vast sea. This location attracted a large number of mercenaries, making the city’s security somewhat unstable. Most importantly, Bridge was the empire's last line of defense, preventing enemies from advancing into the imperial plains."Your Majesty, I don’t believe we should entrust Bridge to Viscount Franz Bonaparte," said Crown Prince Luscar. "It’s a vital stronghold, and Viscount Franz Bonaparte is too young. I fear he lacks the capability to manage such a responsibility."Prince Percival also voiced his opinion. "That’s right, Your Majesty. Furthermore, the situation in Bridge is chaotic. Viscount Bonaparte only has two hundred guards under his command; I doubt he’ll be able to control the
Franz inspected the flowers with a smile. Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine. He turned to see Leona, her expression stern as she slowly rolled up her sleeves. In a bit of a panic, he quickly said, “Alright, alright... I’ll tell you.” Leaning in, he whispered in her ear. She responded with a look of surprise, “Really? That sounds interesting! I’ll help you out this time.”…In the evening, the Royal Academy’s residential area for students lay mostly quiet. Although it was spacious, most nobles preferred to live outside the city to enjoy more freedom, leaving the dormitories sparsely populated. In front of the dormitory stretched a vast flower garden, and behind it rose a small, grassy hill. As dusk settled, a light mist crept over the hill, giving it an air of mystery.“Elena, what are you looking at?”Inside her room, Elena gazed toward the hill as it gradually darkened. Beside her were her three roommates at the Royal Academy—Princess Adina, Duke Phillip's niece Amy, and Emm
A wave of pressure from him shot toward Darius and his brother, causing them to step back in discomfort."Everyone, let’s maintain harmony. We can always negotiate," Garen said, stepping forward. Instantly, the oppressive aura of the deputy captain dissipated. Garen smiled warmly and continued, "Everyone here is a noble descendant of the court, and you should not offend us easily. How about we all take a step back and treat this as if nothing happened?"The reason Garen didn’t want to escalate the situation was because the enemy outnumbered them. Although he could defeat the deputy captain, he feared that while he was occupied, Elissa and the others might be in danger. The deputy captain hesitated for a moment as well; offending noble descendants in the capital was no small matter. At that moment, Darius spoke up."Get out of here, or I’ll call my father to bring an army and kill you all."Garen and Franz immediately sensed the danger. Sure enough, the deputy captain showed signs of h
After three days, Franz had gained a basic understanding of this group. Janna was a priest in the sub-chapter of the Holy Church, calm and kind-hearted. Elissa appeared to be the daughter of some noble, with a childish, mischievous, and endearing personality. Garen was not Elissa’s subordinate but another noble; his aura radiated an unmistakable air of nobility. Darius and the other knight, Garpat, were brothers and nobles as well, but they were arrogant and looked down on Franz. The cold-faced swordsman was mysterious and known only by the name Shadow.During these three days, Franz worked hard to recover his chakra. Although he had used high-grade recovery potions, he still couldn’t return to his peak state. However, this was sufficient for now. He also received troubling news: Gamabunta was severely injured and couldn’t be summoned for the next three months. Over the three days, the group managed to hunt quite a few magical beasts, primarily level 4 and level 5. Because Elissa’s te
Hearing the young girl, Elissa quickly said,"Yes, yes, Miss Janna, hurry and save him, or he’ll die!"Janna teased with a smile,"Look at you, all flustered. Are you perhaps starting to care about him?"Elissa pouted and shook her head, complaining,"You're so annoying, always teasing me. Who’s paying attention to him?"Janna chuckled and walked closer to Franz. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she recited a spell."Holy Light Restoration Spell."A beam of holy light emanated from Janna’s hands and enveloped Franz, healing his wounds. In no time, his injuries cooled down, and his meridians stabilized. Amazingly, chakra had returned to him, even if just a little. Franz was overjoyed—this small amount of chakra was enough for him to open his Shinobi pouch."Thank you,"Franz said softly, as he was not the kind of person who wouldn't appreciate help. Janna had helped him recover some chakra, and that was already very helpful."Hey, you should thank me too!"Out of nowhere, Elissa poppe
Franz opened his eyes to a clear sky. The air felt fresh and pleasant.“It seems to be morning. Where am I?”As his consciousness returned, Franz sat up. His body felt weak, his limbs trembling. He was shocked to find that there wasn’t a trace of chakra in his body. Reaching for his Shinobi pouch to retrieve some healing medicine, he realized he couldn’t open it. Franz let out a bitter laugh. It seemed that using the Shinobi pouch required chakra.He surveyed his surroundings. It appeared to be a mountain range, densely packed with trees. Franz let out a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that no magical beast had wandered by while he was unconscious; otherwise, he might have died without even knowing why.“Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a Battle Emperor. Reward granted…”“Ding! Congratulations to the host for leveling up to Level 57…”Franz sighed in amazement. He hadn’t expected that killing a single Battle Emperor would yield more experience than killing ten Battle Kin
Here’s the revised version of your text with polished grammar and phrasing for clarity and flow:Franz was dumbfounded. "Change his heart?" Did that mean he had to use his charm and seduce Mazunky? Surely Mazunky wasn’t that perverted. No way. Franz would rather die than lose his dignity. If Mazunky ever heard these thoughts, would he immediately break the seal and tear Franz to shreds?“Alright. I’ve said everything that needs to be said. It’s time for me to leave,” Phara said with a trace of sorrow.Franz eyed the old man suspiciously, considering a terrifying possibility. "Leave?"“Yes,” Phara nodded. “I’ll use the last of my remaining energy to restore the spiritual essence of the continent to its peak. At the very least, I’ll be able to create a group of divine-level masters to buy you more time.”Phara’s body began to glow and gradually disintegrate, much like his master’s had. As if suddenly remembering something, he added:“When you leave here, find the Holy Church and tell th
“Young man, have you understood?”Suddenly, everything vanished, leaving behind a vast expanse of white space. In front of Franz, an old man sat cross-legged. His hair was long and white as platinum, his eyebrows as lengthy as those of the mythical Tai Shang Laojun. The skin on his face was slightly wrinkled, and his thin frame was draped in a white magical robe, blending seamlessly into the surrounding void.“Understand what? Where is this place? And who are you?”Franz asked a series of questions, his confusion evident. The old man smiled faintly and replied,“This is my domain. What you just saw was the history of the Violet Blue Star. As for me…”The old man paused briefly before continuing.“I am the young Phara you just witnessed.”Franz was astonished and blurted out,“Then you’re a god?”The old man chuckled softly.“I am indeed a god. Moreover, I am the one who brought you to this world.”It was as if lightning had struck him. Franz froze, his face first showing shock, then a
"Master..."All three of them couldn't hold back their tears. Even Mazunky shouted aloud, tears streaming down his face. The elderly man smiled contentedly at the three of them before his body suddenly began to glow and disintegrate into tiny particles, floating out of the castle and falling into the ocean below. From that point, chunks of the continents began to rise, and the tiny particles continued to settle onto the ground. A few explosive sounds followed as cracks appeared in the land, and streams of water erupted from the earth, forming rivers. Across the continents, green sprouts slowly began to grow, rapidly turning into towering trees. The remaining glowing particles spread out, beginning to form all kinds of life: first humans, then beastmen, elves, magical beasts... Hundreds of races appeared quickly, all with bewildered and confused expressions.The space changed again. The continents were now teeming with life, and various races swiftly built their own cit
“Dead again. I’ve only been alive for two years, and I just lost my virginity. Why is fate so cruel to me?”Franz was extremely distressed. As he was pulled into the space, he felt as though his body was being torn apart. After regaining consciousness, he found himself in a blank white space.“I wonder where I’ll reincarnate this time. I wonder if I’ll need to drink the Mạnh bà soup when I reach the afterlife.”Franz mumbled to himself, lost in thought. He was certain he had died and was just waiting to be reincarnated.“Is it time already?”Suddenly, the surrounding space changed. Franz found himself floating in the air like a fragment of a spirit. Below him was an endless expanse of blue ocean. He tried to move, but to his frustration, he couldn’t even budge an inch, no matter how hard he tried.“Well, of course, I’m just a fragment of a soul,” Franz mutte
"Are you saying, Franz… Franz is dead?"Leona grasped Prince Second's hand in a panic, speaking urgently. Beside her, Elena’s eyes were welling up with tears, barely holding back her sorrow. When the two of them woke up, they found themselves at the Royal Academy. They were reassured only when the vice dean returned after leading a rescue mission and mentioned that Franz had died. This was something Leona couldn’t accept. Pecival spoke, his voice heavy with grief.“I’m sorry, we were late. By the time we arrived, Franz had already been sucked into a spatial magic void, into a black hole.”The two women looked at the vice dean in disbelief, seeking confirmation, but he only sighed and shook his head. Elena’s tears finally flowed freely. Franz was her love; wasn’t he supposed to promise to be with her forever? Why did this have to happen? Her heart ached with each beat, and her vision blurred with pain.“Don’t cry.”A shout broke Elena out of her pain. Leona glared, with bloodshot eyes