Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence

After Silvana left, Su Li especially invited Freya and Hilude to the treehouse under the Holy Purple Vine Tree.

Tomorrow he would leave the territory. To be honest, he was a bit excited, but also a little curious and reluctant.

After all, since entering the territory, he had never left the fertile land of the Hesse Territory. Thanks to his rather homebody personality, he could endure staying within this realm for so long.

This journey would last at least a cycle, and before leaving, he had to share some intimate moments with his female courtiers, to make sure they were well cared for.

Of course, Su Li was not worried that he couldn’t satisfy them and that they would seek companionship elsewhere. In fact, they were women with their own careers, and life was more than just pleasure. They enjoyed pleasure because they liked the feeling of love and intimacy, not merely out of carnal desire. If Su Li didn’t seek them out too often, they would also be glad for some leisure time to do what they enjoyed, like meditating or training to become stronger.

Their pursuit of power was something Su Li could not match. Ingrid enjoyed meditating, and even Freya had once challenged Su Li to a bet to find ways to become stronger.

Though Su Li’s journey to Marle Castle would last only a short cycle, they would surely enjoy some leisure.

However, after the four of them had dinner together, Su Li realized he wasn’t entirely correct in his assumptions.

They did indeed think of enjoying leisure time, but when it was time to part, the two women still felt very reluctant to say goodbye.

After they lay on the bed, Ingrid, breaking from her usual cold demeanor, proactively knelt in front of Su Li, allowing him to rest his head on her cool, beautiful legs.

Her slender and soft fingers gently pressed his shoulders, her voice a bit soft and tender: "Mmm... baby, after you leave tomorrow, I won’t see you for at least eight or nine days, or it could be half a month. I’ll miss you so much."

Reya knelt beside him, her golden hair cascading like a waterfall onto Su Li’s shoulders. Her fingers gently caressed his shoulders and abdomen, their cool tips incredibly comforting. Her tongue lightly licked his earlobe, emitting soft breaths: "Lord... what do you desire tonight? I will fulfill you."

Su Li had originally wanted to converse with them a bit longer, but Freya’s assertive teasing kindled a fire within him. He wrapped his arms around Freya’s waist, pulling her closer. His fingers gently stroked her silky hair, as his body temperature quickly rose.

"My Knight Commander... let me experience your horsemanship."

The atmosphere within the treehouse quickly became heated, the flames in the fireplace danced more fiercely, and the moonlight streaming through the window added a dreamlike quality to the night. Quickened, sweet breath sounds mingled, making the night especially passionate.

The practice lasted from the arrival of night until the moon hung high, and only then did Su Li, panting for breath, lay on the bed populated by beautiful figures.

Ingrid and Freya were also now completely soft, devoid of any strength.

After several rounds of practice, both women were drenched in fragrant sweat, their bodies hot and feverish, the sweat gliding over their fair skin, shimmering in the moonlight.

Freya’s hands were bound to the bed’s head, causing her to lie on the pillow, her golden hair casually draped over her shoulders and chest, sweat trickling down her collarbones, her chest rising and falling with her rapid breathing.

But the Knight’s resilience and will allowed her to speak between breaths: "Lord, going to Marle Castle won’t be the same as being in the territory. You need to temper your high-spirited demeanor, as a gentleman’s revenge waits not longer than ten years."

Su Li, resting on her jade-like arms, stroked her smooth back and said with a smile: "Don’t worry, I’m going for business, not to stir up trouble. I’ll leave the diplomatic matters to the Minister of Foreign Affairs. The Half-Elves will handle everything smoothly. I assure you this journey will have no waves or risks."

Ingrid lounged lazily against the bed’s head, a thin velvet blanket only covering her beautiful legs. When she shifted to the side, a visible tremor on her pale chest once again stirred Su Li’s blood.

Her snow-white body slid over Su Li’s head, bending to retrieve a box from the bedside table, placing it by Su Li’s face, and said: "Baby, I have 10,000 Golden Crowns here. They’re all for you. On this trip to the bustling market, you must spend it all, no refusing or bargaining with me."

She bent down and lightly kissed Su Li on the lips, her face displaying a soft smile, her previously cool gaze now firm: "Can only you earn money for me to spend? Can’t I earn money for you? It’s not like I can’t make money; what’s mine is ours. If I don’t spend it on you, then who else?"

"From now on, I’ll contribute my little treasury to our shared assets, living together, spending together. Besides, this is just the opportunity. Consider it a gift I picked for you. I’ve wanted to buy you a gift for so long, but as a Forest Witch, I never had the chance to leave."

Hearing this, Su Li immediately reached out, cradling Ingrid’s face, and gave her a heavy kiss on her soft cherry lips, exclaiming excitedly: "My darling, meeting you is truly a blessing from my past life. This time to Marle Castle, I’ll surely get you a batch of witchcraft tools to aid your experiments and practice."