Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Little Gua fell onto the brick ground in the courtyard, and the dragon scales that touched the ground cracked apart, with evenly distributed circular cracks spreading out.

In the next instant, Night Chuixue fell onto its body, jumping in front of Wang Xiaole along the falling dragon tail.

Due to the previous act of raising her arms, Night Chuixue, although unable to save her clothes, at least protected the barbecue.

It was fortunate that when educating "Little Gua" earlier, she did not loosen her grip on the stick due to the swaying motion of her palm.

"Take it!"

Night Chuixue demanded in a tone akin to a robber, requesting the person in front of her to accept an additional breakfast.

Watching Little Gua, who had been thrown to the ground with stars in his eyes, Wang Xiaole weighed the pros and cons slightly and ultimately chose to take the barbecue.

(Damn man, I hate you...)

A voice of resentment rang in Little Gua's heart.

From having a good impression to becoming mortal enemies, all it took was the time to eat a pack of spicy sticks, a simple barbecue, and a beating.

The tired breakfast time for those involved passed.

After that, Night Chuixue took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and carefully wiped clean the dirty armor.

Once these tasks were completed, she summoned the subordinates of the Knights' Corps to assemble; she was only waiting for everyone to be ready before setting out officially.

"This is not just an internal matter of the 'Flame Knights Corps'; you, little thief, will also come with us."

Due to the need to prevent leakage of last night's events, Night Chuixue couldn't allow Wang Xiaole to leave her sight.

Even if it caused some inconvenience, she had to keep the other person in the Knights' Corps.

It was from this moment of thought that some slight changes occurred in her mentality.

Originally, she wanted to bring the archenemy's partner to prove that she had surpassed Isabella, with the primary goal at that time being "winning the heart".

Now things were different; even if she couldn't win the heart, she must "win the person"!

Since she had already reserved a permanent spot for Wang Xiaole within the group, some things had to be clarified.

After all the subordinates had assembled, Night Chuixue activated a mini-magic device worn inside her collar and used an amplified voice to tell her subordinates:

"There's something that I'm only saying now: the person standing beside me is not only my lover but also the emperor of Dibiles!"

A confession mixed with half-truths easily made the listeners accept the false part as true.

Upon learning the unexpected news, the female knights' reactions were quite intense, divided into two factions:

One faction admired their leader's courage, as she had never spoken about love before and now had secured a "husband."

This group felt that their leader had done something quite remarkable.

Because stealing the emperor from the empress was essentially as stimulating as stealing the emperor's favored concubine!

The other faction held the opposite view, feeling sorry for their leader.

Since Night Chuixue hadn't made it clear whether she and Wang Xiaole had mutual feelings before the empress and emperor were married.

This group believed it was the former case.

Put simply:

Their leader had long harbored feelings for the "future brother-in-law," but being too slow to act allowed Isabella, the archenemy, to win first.

Even though later their leader managed to win back the person she liked, it couldn't change the fact that Wang Xiaole had been thoroughly played by other women before.

This was essentially a tragicomedy where someone had their love stolen and then reclaimed their lover.

"I didn't expect our leader to have the potential to become a role model for us."

The first faction gave Night Chuixue a thumbs up.

"So it turns out our leader was pretending to be carefree all along, but deep down, she was actually suffering for a difficult love..."

The second faction wiped away a tear with their companion's sleeve, wondering if they would be scolded later.

"Why can't I keep up with the way these people think?"

"When our leader was choosing subordinates, why didn't intelligence factor into consideration?"

The young man and woman gazed at the lively group in front of them, both instinctively touching their heads at the same time before sinking into contemplation.

"Leader, it's time to change what you call your future brother-in-law!"

"Future brother-in-law, it's time you think of a better way to address our leader!"

Before the two could continue their thoughts, the female knights started causing trouble again.

Their impulsive reason was that when they recalled how the two called each other, there was no hint of romance.

Could "little thief" be a term of endearment from a girl to her beloved?

Would any guy call his lover "little sister"?

"It has to change, it must change, and it has to be changed within ten minutes."

Flora spoke these words, becoming more and more like the others in the group.

Unable to stand the annoyance of this more than the birds, the two compromised and began to think of a different term of endearment in their minds.

"How about... 'Xiao-ye'?"

Thinking of a name that had popped into his head earlier, Wang Xiaole blurted out this term of endearment.

Even though he was tempted to simply repeat Night Chuixue's surname, calling her "Yeyue," he decided against it out of respect.

"'Xiao-ye'? This sounds like a term of endearment for childhood sweethearts, which feels a bit off... well, I'll let it slide since you're okay with it."

Night Chuixue put down her raised hand and agreed before touching her chin thoughtfully.

Now it was her turn.

"Based on your train of thought, can I call you 'Xiao Wang'?"

"Do you want me to address you with a term typically used for juniors? Fine. In exchange, I'll call you 'Auntie Night' in the future."

"Who do you think you're calling auntie? Not satisfied? Let me think of another one."

Night Chuixue once again showed her lack of talent in this area, taking a long time to come up with three terms of endearment:

"'Xiao Le,' how about that?"

"Quite a few people already call me that due to the homophony."

"Is 'Xiao Xiao' okay? If not, just 'Xiao'?"

Forget it, he was worried about provoking some big shot who claimed "my artistic style is above yours."

Seeing the furrowed brows of the "future brother-in-law," the female knights knew it was their chance to make an impact.

"Leader, would you like to hear our opinions?"

Turning her head, Night Chuixue saw her subordinates happily bustling around like rabbits and couldn't help but become interested in what they were thinking.

"What are your ideas?"

"We have a few recommended terms: husband, husband, dan-na, mister. Leader, which one do you like?"

Bang!

That gunshot was Night Chuixue's response.

At the instant the bullet was fired, it hit beside a chatterbox knight, just a few centimeters away from sending her to the afterlife.

As the knights stared at the smoking barrel, trying to swallow their cold sweat, they found even their throats couldn't move.

Noticing the scene, a companion stepped in to ease the tension.

"Just take our suggestions as reference; in the end, Leader will make the final decision."

"As long as you understand."

Night Chuixue put the gun away, pressing her left hand on the holster and her right hand brushing her lips;

amidst a chorus of puzzled sounds of "uh," she came up with the best term of endearment yet.

"Xiaojun,' from now on, I'll call you 'Xiaojun'!"

This term had a unique ancient charm; in the ancient celestial kingdom, many people addressed a male in this way.

"It's better than the previous two, so let's go with this."

Since there were no strange words involved, Wang Xiaole was quite satisfied with this term, although he didn't directly express it due to his stubborn nature.

And so, the matter of the new term came to an end.

With crisp applause, Night Chuixue signaled her subordinates to stop chatting and get into work mode.

"As one of the elite corps of the Empire, we can't let the main force steal the limelight!"

"After three days of necessary relaxation, it's time for the 'Flame Knights Corps' to take the lead on the battlefield."

Unlike before, where there was a lazy atmosphere, the knights now had eyes sharp as eagles, their lips turning crimson as they smirked.

"This is the spirit! Today, the knights will still act independently, and our new target to capture is the Eastern Fortress of Dibiles."

Thanks to the previous day's speed in capturing a nation, the Flame Knights Corps had already dealt with the vast majority of Dibiles' allies in the east.

With the loss of cooperating vassal states, the Eastern Fortress was now truly isolated and defenseless to an incredible extent.

"Leader, I never doubted your intentions; however, with our strength alone, attacking the fortress alone may lead to significant sacrifices."

Desiring victory didn't equate to being tired of living; basically, every member of the knights didn't want to leave this world prematurely.

As the leader, Night Chuixue's thoughts were the same as her subordinates', with no intention of increasing unnecessary sacrifices.

But today was different; Night Chuixue informed her subordinates clearly:

"I have come up with a way to capture the fortress without casualties. You don't have to worry; you just need to play along when the time comes, without actually resorting to violence."

Seeing the confident countenance of the girl, Wang Xiaole had a strong sense of impending disaster;

even without consulting the almanac, he was certain that today was destined for trouble.

The reason why he hadn't thought of leaving until now was partly because he felt it wasn't appropriate; however, on the other hand, he wasn't mixing with the Knights' Corps, who were in an opposing faction, for the sake of pleasure.

Some things could only be accomplished by being closest to the enemy!

Just as Night Chuixue couldn't see him simply as the opposite sex, Wang Xiaole couldn't treat the girl beside him as a simple pseudo-lover.

"Activate the military teleportation array!"

This statement wasn't an order but a notification.

Night Chuixue took out the magic gun she had just put away, pointing it skyward and firing a shot.

The bullet, ascending into the air, followed a straight line trajectory before flying upward for a while, then changing direction in mid-air, curving downwards as per the will of the shooter.

Bang!

In an instant, the bullet struck the ground outside the hot spring inn, hitting a pattern that Flora had already noticed.

Instantly, the pattern, originally the same color as the ground, emitted a glaring light;

following this, a huge hexagram rapidly expanded as it rotated, enveloping the entire group of knights within it.

Different from an ordinary teleportation array, a specially designed military teleportation array could transfer thousands or tens of thousands of people at once;

according to the designer's needs, many military teleportation arrays had special activation requirements from the day they were put into operation.

The teleportation array specifically used by the Flame Knights Corps could only be activated by a bullet shot by Night Chuixue.

Following the removal of several threats from vassal states, a general belonging to another army, under orders from Her Knightly Highness, set the "destination" at an area nearest to the outer perimeter of Dibiles;

right next to the Eastern Fortress!

"This is also for my sister. Young ones, let's go!"

In the spot where the Knights had disappeared, the voice left by Ye Chuxue scattered with the wind, truly a gust of urgent wind.