Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

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But Jules thought it should be fine.

The medicine wasn't potent, and it wouldn't harm the body. At worst, it only served

as a little boost, an extra push, nothing significant.

Whether it worked or not depended on the person smelling it—if they were

inclined, if their desires were strong, and so on.

Jinx also came to her senses, nervously exchanging glances with Jules, both of them lowering their heads in silence.

Erik and Nyx had just married and were at their peak of affection. Now, they were probably already in the heat of passion, so they didn't dare to interrupt them.

Jules couldn't help but recall the scene she had glimpsed earlier when she barged in.

Though it was only a brief and hasty glance, she was certain she had seen them nestled together, Erik lying on Nyx's lap, the vibe warm and peaceful.

Erik seemed to have two faces-before them, he was like a fierce god of death, but in front of Nyx, he could act gentle and harmless. She couldn't tell if it was an act.

Jules pressed her lips together and clenched her fists. Although her life was temporarily spared, she wasn't afraid of losing it. If Erik betrayed Nyx, as long as Jules was alive, she would risk everything to take his life.

A qualified tool, not only with exceptional hearing as a talent, but also skilled in assassination. Jinx's thoughts synchronized with Jules', and she gently stroked her sleeve.

If Nyx had been even a second later in entering, they would've pulled out their weapons.

In the past, they would have never stood a chance against Erik, but now that he had a crippled leg, perhaps they had a slight chance.

The sisters were lost in their thoughts, and before they knew it, they had been led to a corner of the residence.

"Hand over what's in your sleeves, Arlong stopped and extended his hand toward them. “You can keep your hairpins, though."

The two of them froze, startled. They thought, 'How did he know we have hidden weapons in our sleeves?'

Seeing Arlong's calm demeanor and hearing his even tone, they finally realized the truth.

Not only had their spy identities been exposed, but every move, every weapon, and every tactic had been scrutinized in this residence.

"If it weren't for Madam's face, you would already be dead," Arlong smiled.

He wasn't threatening them, as he was just stating a fact.

His master never tolerated traitors. Rather than spending energy verifying their testimonies, it was better to kill them cleanly.

Although Arlong had always disapproved of such a brutal approach, he couldn't persuade his master otherwise.

Nyx was different. She didn't even need to persuade Erik-once Nyx had shown favor, he would hesitate to act against anyone she had taken a liking to.

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Arlong shook his head, feeling a mix of emotions as he confiscated Jinx and Jules' weapons, unsure whether to feel happy or worried.

His master was strong-willed, and once he set his mind on something, not even the lord or the emperor's orders could change his decision. Nyx was the first variable to appear in the past ten years.

It was like the old saying, "everything has its match." Even without any strong measures, she managed to tame the master completely.

It was a good thing, in theory, that someone could persuade the master. But the master's infatuation with the lady was deeper than he imagined. If she were ever used by someone or something happened to her, the master would likely lose his sanity and act out of control.

Arlong was worried and made a secret decision to protect the lady at all costs.

If Nyx knew what Arlong was thinking, she would be very touched. But she was currently in a crisis and had no time to think about anything else.

The room was in a complete mess.

The vase on the table was shattered, and no one had cleaned up the mess. Some lilies were scattered, and two of them had fallen to the ground.

The bedding on the bed was a tangled mess, with pillows scattered all over, some kicked to the edge.

Nyx had an unnatural blush on her face as she leaned against her mate's shoulder.

"Should I call a doctor? How do you feel, Nyx, Nyx?" Erik gently stroked her face, continuously asking in her ear.

The sound reached Nyx's ears, but she couldn't process the meaning. Her mind had become sluggish, like a muddled mass, and she mumbled, "Hot... No... doctor..."

Erik was at a loss, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

He thought, 'It's entirely my fault'

He knew the flowers were problematic, but he had some vague, hard-to-explain thoughts and didn't rush to have them removed.

But he never expected her to pick up the vase so carelessly and inhale its scent up close.

Even the safest of fragrances, if inhaled in excess over a short period, could become a potent poison.

Closing his eyes, Erik struggled internally, hesitating, but finally made up his mind.

Nyx was already married to him, and she had even said she liked him. Although he was still a bit anxious, it was all progressing naturally.

"No... leg..." Nyx suddenly regained some clarity in her mind. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she shoved the male figure in front of her and scolded, “Don't you want your leg anymore?"

Such a severe injury, and he still dared to kneel on it.

Erik lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to argue. His face was red,

his ears were red, and his eyes were red from holding back tears.

Seeing his pitiful expression, Nyx softened, her tone gentler as she coaxed him, "Sit down properly."

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Nyx only realized later that she had been deceived. There was nothing wrong with

Erik's strong body.

The 18-year-old male was full of ener

After eating all the supplement-filled dishes for so long, he had already recovered.noveldrama

When Arlong returned, he happened to run into a few servant women leaving with used water containers in the courtyard. He looked up at the bright sky and couldn't help but show a confused expression.

He thought, 'It is broad daylight-why is the master in such a hurry to start sex today?'

Filled with curiosity and surprise, Arlong, unguarded, walked toward the window he usually stayed by.

As he got closer, his expression suddenly changed. He heard sounds from inside, quickly took a few steps back, almost stumbling to the ground, shocked.

He thought, 'Has the master's body recovered? I really didn't mean to listen. This

is something the master must never know, or I would either lose my life or become deaf, never able to hear anything again."

Shock turned into embarrassment, and embarrassment turned into fear. Arlong's emotions changed rapidly, but ultimately, he settled on joy.

It seemed his efforts hadn't been in vain. It was also thanks to Nyx that the supplements cooked in the kitchen were all consumed by the master without waste.

Arlong nearly wanted to kneel in gratitude, as if he could already see his adorable little master, all plump and cute, waving at him in the not-so-distant future.

He thought, 'This food remedy is so effective; I must continue with it, and I should also make sure to give Madam a good supplement too.'

Arlong kept making plans in his mind, his heart heavy with worry for the future of the Duke's household.

The sun set, and the light inside the room slowly faded into dimness.

Worried about Nyx's health and not wanting her to go hungry, Erik barely held himself back and ordered someone to bring the meal.

Servants entered one by one and lit the lamps.

Nyx, utterly exhausted, sluggishly lifted her eyelids. When she saw the food on

the table, she froze for a moment, then became furious.

She thought, 'How dare you make these dishes again?'

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of resentment as she stared at

Arlong. His hands and feet froze, unsure where he had gone wrong to upset the

lady.

Erik, feeling jealous, cleared his throat a few times, trying to draw Nyx's attention back to him.

Nyx ground her teeth together. She thought, "That's right. The one who tricked me wasn't Arlong. Arlong wouldn't dare to

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make

like this.'

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lie about his master being sick. Someone must have ordered him to do it; that's

the only way he would have acted

"You're not allowed to eat," she snapped, banging her hand on the table.

She thought, 'He is as strong as a beast, yet still he wants to try it?'

Erik, holding a piece of stir-fried shrimp with chives, jumped in surprise at the

sound.

"Okay, I won't eat," he said, naturally feeding the dish to Nyx. He also gently rubbed her hand. "Don't bang the table; bang

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me instead."

The table was so hard, he thought it hurt her hand to strike it.

Arlong stood by, feeling that the scene before him was very strange, but he didn't

dare question it.

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Other than his master, it was probably impossible for any man in the household to

be so completely controlled by a woman.

It was always the women who served their husbands at meals.

But Erik didn't seem to notice anything wrong. He fed Nyx one bite after another,

making sure she was full, and only when she allowed him did he quickly finish the remaining food in a flurry.

After the intimate contact, any previous awkwardness was completely discarded,

and the cold-faced Erik dropped his act, revealing his bottomless devotion as a loyal servant.

Arlong watched helplessly as his master was completely caught up in Nyx's world, obeying her every command. He felt conflicted and didn't know what to say. Nyx, on the other hand, had fully adjusted to this.

The only downside was probably that her body was too frail, while her mate Erik was too young and full of energy.

Exhausted, Nyx couldn't wake up in the morning, sleeping deeply until it was well past noon, only getting up to have a late brunch.

“Where's Pale Wolf?" she asked, noticing someone was missing from the table. She looked around but couldn't find the familiar figure.

Arlong, who had grown used to his master calling Pale Wolf by the lady's nickname, lowered his head and explained, "Master is in the study."

"Has he eaten breakfast?" Nyx asked with concern. When Arlong nodded, she

didn't press further.

Lately, Pale Wolf had occasionally been busy in the study. She had heard that the

Voss family had been helped by Banon, and now Pale Wolf was working to pin the blame on Rohan once again.

Nyx couldn't involve herself in the political matters at court, nor could she offer much help. But she wasn't idle; she had someone bring the Duke's account books to her bedroom, set up a small table, and spent her time reviewing the accounts from the comfort of her bed.

She had been in charge of the household finances for some time now. Arlong still couldn't understand how Nyx, who had never studied anything, could seem to know everything. She organized the account books clearly and even managed to uncover a few hidden spies working against the household.

The former trusted accountant wasn't happy at first, but after observing her for a

couple of days, he became obedient, even wanting to beg her to take him as her assistant.

Nyx gave him a trial, found him useful, and kept him on while teaching him along the way. This, of course, made Pale Wolf incredibly jealous a few times. Whenever the two of them were a little too close, Pale Wolf would cause trouble,

insisting Nyx come closer to soothe him. Today, with no one around to bother her, it was quiet, but Nyx felt a bit unaccustomed to it.

At lunchtime, Pale Wolf still hadn't returned, and Nyx was even more surprised.

Since she had entered the household, this was the first time they hadn't eaten together.

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Thinking that Pale Wolf was probably too busy, she confirmed with Arlong that he

had eaten well and didn't disturb him.

But by dinnertime, the usually clingy Pale Wolf was still nowhere to be seen.

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