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Even though her chest was shaking violently, Elyse remained silent as she looked at Cyclone. After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "How long do you plan on hugging me?"

With a tone of anger mixed with kindness, Elyse watched as Cyclone hugged other women. She suppressed her emotions and maintained the dignity of a princess.

On the other hand, Cyclone had anticipated her question. In fact, ever since Elyse got on the carriage, certain things were bound to happen.

The other women were too terrifying, and now that he thought about it, they probably wouldn't be able to accept him being intimate with his other wives.

Considering the complicated relationships involved, Cyclone, who had realized this fact, could still restrain himself even though Elyse was a seductive beauty.

"It can't be helped, the space here is narrow," Cyclone replied nonchalantly.

Facing Cyclone's casual response, Elyse clenched her crossed hands tightly around her arm.

"Get off!"

"Do you... even know what you're saying?" Cyclone's cold sweat started to trickle down as he faced Elyse's command.

"As a princess, I am ordering my servant. Do you have a problem with that?"

In an instant, Cyclone took a sharp breath. Not to mention that this woman used to refer to herself as a "humble lady," but now she was using "princess" to emphasize her superiority, just like a certain snake.

Although both were snakes, Cyclone felt a bit repulsed by Elyse's arrogance. Perhaps it was his own desire to train her, but regardless, Cyclone had to endure.

He was already on the battlefield, so he needed to be serious. However, even without considering all that, Cyclone looked at the maids next to Elyse.

Just like his own, these cute and charming maids were all shocked when they heard Elyse's words. Except for the first one who got on the carriage, the other three were in tears.

"We're in a hurry, the carriage can't slow down."

"It's alright, they are all elites. You don't need to worry."

Feeling the same, being able to survive by the princess's side, Cyclone acknowledged their abilities. Since Elyse said so, there was no need for Cyclone to pretend to be a good person.

"Alright then."

A while later...

"Master, how about..."

"Shut up and keep an eye on the front."

Shia asked out of concern, but Cyclone rejected her directly.

The battle had already begun before they even reached the battlefield. The Tower of Seven Sins had already been taken, and according to the current plan, they should be able to reach there directly this time.

In other words, it would take at least six days.

During these six days, Cyclone had to serve this arrogant princess. How could he show weakness in front of his wives?

The distinction between master and servant had to be clear. In this battle, the loser would forever bow their head.

So, Cyclone wouldn't show any sympathy. After all, they weren't his people.

The carriage moved automatically, and Shia didn't actually need to keep an eye on the front. However, she could sense the intense killing intent from behind, so she obediently listened to her master.

Cyclone didn't look at Shia, nor did he look at the back of the carriage.

Although he could see through the curtain at the back, where the four elite maids were chasing after the carriage at high speed, the carriage moved automatically and wouldn't slow down. It didn't care about the girls chasing from behind.

Furthermore, the situation inside the carriage had changed once again.

Now, just like Shia, Chio only looked at the front and ignored the back.

On the other side, the wives who were forced to sit next to Elyse held each other's hands tightly.

And representing the men, Cyclone, and representing the women, Elyse, sat together in this carriage.

Finally, a psychological battle of not showing weakness between men and women officially began.