Felik.

The soldiers stationed in Felik by the Great Frey were very troubled. This resistance did not come from Felik's civilian resistance organization. In fact, the power of Felik's civilian resistance organization was much weaker than that of thieves and magical beasts. Every so often, Felik was invaded by pirates, goblins, magical beasts, and the like, leaving the soldiers of the Great Frey frazzled.

Initially, everyone thought that going to this country known as the "Garden of Beauties" would mean many beautiful women waiting for them.

In Felik, the more beautiful a woman was, the more patriotic she seemed to be. They had all left with the king's army of Felik. The soldiers of the Great Frey, risking becoming dinner for magical beasts, searched the silent forest for months, to no avail, and were greatly disappointed. The stationed general, out of helplessness, called in a few hundred female slaves from his own country to soothe the soldiers' restless emotions. The soldiers of the Great Frey called Felik a 'prison of withered flowers'. Standing on the street, they saw only men. If occasionally one or two women passed by, they were beauties from four or five decades ago, causing great distress to everyone.

It was very dangerous for a soldier to patrol in a capital without city walls.

Because at any moment, a magical beast looking for food might run past, or a poisonous snake might be lying in the grass. Two hundred sixty-five soldiers of the Great Frey died fighting the Felik army, but the number of those killed by attacks from magical beasts, poisonous snakes, pirates, goblins, and others exceeded three thousand, more than ten times higher.

The Great Frey built low walls around the capital of Felik for the soldiers to patrol.

The soldiers of Felik disappeared like wisps of smoke, and the soldiers of the Great Frey, finally idle, turned standing guard into a routine formality. Nine out of ten guards on duty had the smell of alcohol on their breath.

"How boring, if only a wild dog would come by for us to have a bit of fun!" one guard said to his companion.

"Yeah, yeah, hey, there seems to be a shadow over there, shall we check it out?" his companion noticed a figure.

"Forget about it, catching a thief is just a fine of a few silver coins and then they're released. The fines don't come to us anyway. If you want to beat up those guys, the captain and others are in charge. The thieves are let go by them, why should we bother! Besides, it's hard to walk in the dark, and if I fall and dirty my clothes, I won't be able to wear them to the baron's banquet tomorrow." The left guard took out a wine skin, took a gulp, and handed it to his companion.

"I'll be transferred in two more weeks, how about you?" the companion chugged and asked.

"No way, I have no connections back home, and the paperwork won't go through. Looks like I'll have to stay here longer. This godforsaken place is called a garden of beauties, but what a joke! If I had known, I would have stayed back home. You don't know, I knew a viscountess, a lascivious bitch, so wild and lascivious. If I had known there were no beauties here, I wouldn't have come. I could have stayed back home, and maybe the viscountess would have helped me out..." the left guard sighed.

"I know a place with lots of beauties!" a mysterious voice said.

"Where?" Both guards perked up, their eyes brightening like wolves. They saw a thief standing mysteriously behind them, whispering, "I'll only tell you, don't tell others!"

"Of course, we'll keep it a secret! Tell us, quick!" they nodded eagerly, urging the thief to speak.

"The place with lots of beauties isn't far, it's in, it's in heaven!" the mysterious thief suddenly pulled out a dagger and lightly stabbed them in the chest, smiling, "You'll know I'm right once you get there. I admire how lust-driven you guards are! Felik oh Felik, I'm back..."

"You think coming back is such a big deal? You're just a thief!" Behind the thief stood a handsome guy with silver hair, snorting.

"Tommy, what are you doing here? I can handle this alone!" The silver-haired handsome guy was Tommy, naturally arguing with his natural nemesis, the thief Terry.

"I'm the supervising combat team! Hurry up and act, you're the slowest in the whole group!" Tommy snorted.

"I was just testing the enemy's alertness just now, but who knew these guys are beyond saving. Go supervise others, don't bother me. I don't need you to supervise my battle, what a joke! Wait for my signal, otherwise the reserve combat team shouldn't act. We have the whole night, can't you let us play for ten minutes? We need to wash away the shame of the past!" Thief Terry quickly stripped the clothes off the two guards, put on a set, and threw another set to Tommy, signaling him to clean up the aftermath, then swaggered off into the darkness.

"If you mess this up, Chris will skin you alive!" Tommy, stuck with this troublesome friend, could only resign himself to cleaning up after him.

Felik's Royal Palace.

This was a not-too-large castle, which had also become the temporary castle of General Rondo of the Great Frey. Out of boredom, General Rondo held 'Uncovered Meetings' every day, letting dozens of female slaves run naked around the castle, while the guests chased and frolicked behind them.

This method was very popular among his subordinates and knights, so morale improved significantly.

As the saying goes, 'as above, so below,' the knights also held similar 'Uncovered Meetings' in their own camps each month. Naturally, the quality of the naked female slaves was much worse, usually women captured from other countries, but it was enough to satisfy the soldiers' lustful desires. Unfortunately, with too many soldiers and too few captured women every month, the supply couldn't meet the demand, and morale was just barely maintained.

The Great Frey had thought many times about giving up this lacking Felik and withdrawing, but couldn't lose face.

Today, during the 'Uncovered Meeting', the naked knights were chasing the naked women, laughing and frolicking excitedly. Since the knights were physically stronger than the naked women, they easily caught up. Some knights, wanting more fun, blindfolded themselves and followed the women's cries, enjoying themselves immensely.

The general's wife was unhappy because the general, playing too much below, had no energy left, which frustrated her.

Although there were many knights under the general's command, few had real combat capability. The general's wife hadn't encountered a single man to her liking in the past ten days, leaving her very frustrated. The knights also avoided the fierce general's wife, seldom daring to court her, leaving her lying in bed waiting for three days straight, her temper like a silent volcano, ready to erupt.

"Someone!" The general's wife tapped the bell to summon someone, lying in bed, casually instructing the servant, "Have Knight Zayn come immediately, and tell the knight, if he's five minutes late, I'll make him lick every one of my toes! Also, prepare 'Vigor Wine' and 'Warrior Oil.'"

"Yes, my lady!" The servant left.

Five, then ten minutes passed, but Knight Zayn hadn't appeared.

The general's wife was furious, pressing the summoning bell again. A soldier entered, and she scolded, "Are all you servants dead? I asked for Knight Zayn, where is he? And where's my 'Vigor Wine' and 'Warrior Oil'? You've brought nothing! I give you one minute to bring the person and the items, or I'll break your dog legs!"

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"I know Knight Zayn, but what are Vigor Wine and Warrior Oil?" asked the skinny soldier.

"You don't know Vigor Wine and Warrior Oil? They're for men to regain their vigor... Don't you use these? Hard to tell, you're so skinny. Hey, what's your name?" The general's wife listened, glanced at the soldier, noticed he was dark and skinny, not handsome, but there was a sparkle in his eyes, not like a coward, and she was secretly pleased.

"Madam, my name is Terry," the soldier replied.

"It doesn't matter what your name is," the general's wife didn't recognize the name and assumed he was a new guard, casually ordering, "Take off your pants, let me see!"

"That's not very appropriate, madam. I'm afraid I might scare you!" The soldier shook his head immediately, responding with a bravado.

"What? Yours would scare me? Pfft, how big can it be to scare me? Ah, maybe yours is a treasure?" The general's wife sat up immediately, excitedly saying, "Take off your pants, now! If you can please me, I'll have the general promote you! What are you waiting for? Take off your pants, now!"

"Thank you, madam, but I guess if I take off my pants, the general will chop off my head. I, I'll just go call Knight Zayn for you!" The soldier ran off timidly, leaving the general's wife very disappointed.

After a while, the soldier returned.

"What are you doing back here? Where is Knight Zayn?" the general's wife angrily asked.

"I've called him for you. Which part of him do you want? His head, or his little brother?" Soldier Terry pulled out a bloody head, smilingly asking the general's wife.

"Ah! Help, someone help!" The general's wife, seeing the head was that of Knight Zayn, whom she often indulged in debauchery with, nearly fainted from shock.

"Madam, don't scream so loud, the general might hear!" Soldier Terry put a finger to his lips, shushing her.

"Help, help, someone! Guards, guards!" The general's wife screamed desperately, wanting to alert everyone to prevent harm from the madman before her.

"The guards are here, madam. What are your orders?" A group of guards rushed in.

"Seize him, seize this assassin! Where is the general? Where are the knights? How can an assassin enter my room without anyone noticing? Damn it, you useless servants, guarding the door like this!" The general's wife cried and cursed in fear.

"Calm down, madam, the general is here!" A guard pulled out a head, looked at it, threw it on the ground, and muttered to himself, "This isn't the general's head, where is it? Not this one, no, not this one either. Ah, found it, here's the general's head. Madam, do you have any other orders?"

"Ah..." Seeing the floor covered in heads, with her husband's unblinking head placed highest, the general's wife fainted from shock.

"What are you doing coming in here? You scared the madam, get out!" Guard Terry scolded, "The general's wife is so noble, how dare you rabble scare her? Look at how fair her skin is, how good her figure is, do you think you can sneak a look? Get out quickly!"

"Yes, we were wrong, please forgive us, madam!" A crowd of guards picked up the heads and scurried out.

"Don't be afraid, madam, they were too reckless," Guard Terry said with a slight smile, "I've called Knight Zayn for you, I'll leave right away. Oh, I was too anxious earlier and forgot to ask the general for the password to his magic safe. You must know it, madam. Please tell me, it's inconvenient for me to disturb your alone time with Knight Zayn. Look, the magic key is around your neck, you must know the password, right?"

"Who are you, really? Are you a powerful warrior from Felik?" the general's wife exclaimed in shock.

"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that I only have three minutes left. If you've forgotten the password, I'll have to ask the general," Guard Terry smiled kindly, "Madam, please tell me the password quickly!"

"You, you want to know the password? Take off your pants, and if you can satisfy me, I'll tell you everything!" the general's wife calmed down.

"I'll be damned, can't you let my plan go perfectly for once? Damn bitch, someone throw this whore to those birdmen, let them screw her to death! Damn it, I'm so angry! Smash that damn box! I wanted to play the gentleman, but you just won't give me the chance! I'm not playing the bad guy, you really think I'm a great sage!" Guard Terry grabbed his helmet, smashed it on the ground in a fit of rage, and thundered angrily.

"Ha ha, a thief who can't open a magic lock!" A handsome guy with silver hair stood at the door, clapping his hands and mocking.

"Who says I can't open it?" Terry grabbed Tommy's collar, angrily saying, "It's just this damn magic lock I happen to not know how to open. If it weren't for the time constraint, I could have opened it!"

"I'll give you ten more minutes. Open it and get the Great Frey's military magic map, and I'll lose three sixth-grade magic crystals to you!" Tommy and Terry really wanted to get that magic map, but usually, the magic map is linked to the magic box, and opening it by force would destroy the map, which is why Terry resorted to intimidating the general's wife.

"You said it, give me ten more minutes!" Terry suddenly stripped off his clothes, cursing, "Bitch, I'm sacrificing myself for the country today!"

"Wow, I really didn't expect this..." The general's wife was so pleasantly surprised that she almost screamed.

Outside, the guards waiting for Tommy gathered around, asking, "Can Terry take down that slut in ten minutes? It's said that the slut can fight six men without changing her face. Why don't we make a bet?"

Tommy couldn't help but laugh loudly, saying, "If Rody knew about this, he would die laughing! Poor Terry!"

An hour later, in several other military camps in Felik, thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky.

The battle had already ended; this was the final fire set by the counterattacking army cleaning up the battlefield. The last ones left were the thief and bandit group from the City of Chaos, led by the Ealu boar people, setting fires everywhere, regretfully looking at the corpses strewn on the ground, saying, "What a waste, this is all money! Why didn't these guys capture enemies? Damn it, we allied with a bunch of wastrels! If we had raided by drawing lots, how great that would have been! Ten thousand slaves, how much money would that be? Tsk, these guys only know how to kill, idiots, my heart is bleeding!"

"Clothes are stripped, but what about helmets? Why leave old ones? That's all money!" One-eyed Wolf also angrily said, "In future battles, we can use these things! The city lord said prisoners are people too, we have to take care of them, or how can we get high ransoms?"

"Hurry up, we're the slowest!" The Minotaur Bufon loudly reprimanded, he was a leader demanding both speed and efficiency.

When Rody escaped the entanglement of the women and arrived in Felik.

He found Terry, all sweaty and disheveled, chasing after Tommy, angrily demanding the magic crystals. The elite squad members were laughing behind them, and strangely, at the end of the group, there was a woman in a magic robe.

"What happened?" Rody asked curiously.

"He lost a bet to me, three sixth-grade magic crystals. Rody, this guy is a born deadbeat, trying to welch on the bet!" Terry immediately complained.

"No, he didn't win!" Tommy defended himself: "I said if he takes down that lascivious general's wife within ten minutes, I lose to him, but he took too long, more than ten minutes, so it doesn't count!"

"I didn't take too long, exactly ten minutes! Does it take no time to put on clothes? Besides, I was too busy unlocking the safe, I didn't dress immediately, how could I have been late? Anyway, I won, hand over the magic crystals! Rody, I sacrificed myself for the country, isn't Tommy bullying me? When there's credit, he rushes in; when there's dirty work, he leaves it to me, why am I so unlucky?" Terry almost cried.

"It's just three sixth-grade magic crystals, right? I'll give you five, and an additional third-grade dragon crystal. Don't you want a young dragon as a mount? With a dragon crystal, it's much easier, this was also given to me by someone else! Knight Terry, you are loyal and brave, sacrificing yourself for the country is very noble. Please allow me to salute you and hope you continue this spirit of fearlessness and moving forward in the face of difficulties..." Rody praised him heavily, making Tommy and the elite squad nearly fall over laughing.

"Report to the captain, next time we have such an opportunity, I think I need a partner to fight alongside me. I request Knight Tommy to be my partner, as he has always been my best partner!" Terry, with a determined heart, simply dragged Tommy into the situation.

"Approved." Rody waved his hand, agreeing to the request. Tommy nearly fainted.

"Are you Terry's captain? May I ask you for a favor?" The woman in the magic robe approached, who was the general's wife, usually not fond of wearing clothes.

"Who is this?" Rody asked curiously.

"That's the lock, now that the lock is open, we forgot to throw away the lock head! Don't worry, captain, I'll dispose of the lock head right away!" Terry hurriedly tried to pull her away when he saw the general's wife approaching. However, the general's wife struggled, saying, "I am the lock head, but just now it wasn't me. You also didn't get the Great Frey army camp's magic map. I have the Great Frey's palace map. I used to be a cartographer, and my grandfather was even the magic master who designed the Great Frey palace... Captain, give Terry to me, and I'll tell you everything I know!"

"Shut up, what are you? Is this a place for you to speak?" Terry knew Rody disliked being threatened.

"Give him to you? That's not possible! He's not my slave, just my subordinate, my brother!" Rody laughed, saying, "On the contrary, you are my prisoner of war, giving you to him, that's doable!"

"That works too! As long as I'm with him, I'm happy, I like this strong man..." the general's wife exclaimed happily.

"My image is completely ruined!" Terry lamented in sorrow.

"People say 'a reformed pRodygal is worth more than gold', and the same applies to women! Terry, I envy you! Mature women have their charms, you've tried it and know it better now! In short, it's better to be liked by a woman than not at all, right? With her, you won't have to join us in the bar drinking sullenly every day. From now on, you can lie in bed and drink, heh heh!" Tommy patted Terry's shoulder, consoling him.

"You know nothing, I might like eating eggs, but I don't need to carry the hen around every day!" Terry angrily retorted.

"Sacrificing for the country inevitably requires some sacrifices. It's your fault for being soft-hearted and leaving this lock head, no, for being incompetent. You, a thief who can't open a magic lock, should really brush up on this skill!" Jack also laughed, "Knight Terry, I hope you learn from this lesson. Next time you encounter a magic lock, don't make the same mistake!"

"Terry, I sympathize with you. Those who sacrifice for the country are not just you, but also me! You don't know, at my family's villa, I can hardly count on my ten fingers now. Later, when I go to pick up my mother, I really don't know how to introduce her!" Rody was sympathetic, but he was more troubled than Terry. Terry had sacrificed for the country only once, but Rody had been through political marriages repeatedly in the Beastmen Empire and the Seven Clans, sweating profusely.

"I can't help with that, maybe Auntie is understanding. She loves you so much, it should be fine! Take your time to figure it out, we have other things to do!" As soon as Terry and others heard this, they all slipped away to avoid trouble.