James

Everyone could rest, except Han.

He now had a goal: to find his brother who was on his way to the Quinn kingdom.

He teleported to his house in Berovia and then headed towards the border of the Quinn kingdom, it was the fastest way.

After an hour or two flying at full speed, he saw signs of campfires and tents on the horizon.

It was the army that had stopped to rest before continuing. Han couldn't calculate, but there were more than 100 thousand soldiers.

Unseen, Han entered the army and easily located the most luxurious tent where the general of that battalion was, then he found James looking at a map with furrowed eyebrows.

''I think if you attack from here, you should be successful''

Han appeared out of nowhere, scaring his brother. He was starting to enjoy scaring others by appearing suddenly

James felt his body shiver all over when he saw a person materialize next to him.

He quickly recognized the person's voice and face, he took a step back and quickly accepted reality.

"This world has really changed, even my brother can act like a murderer." He said this as he put his hand on his hip, touching the hilt of his sword.

Han looked at everything casually, he laughed and sat down in the commander's chair.

"Brother, you don't need to worry about defending yourself, I'm not here to kill you. After all, if I wanted to, your head would be off your neck and you wouldn't even notice." '''''''''''''''

James nodded and relaxed, since Han could appear in the middle of his tent without being discovered, he didn't doubt that he could be easily assassinated.

"I believe you didn't come here just to talk. Tell me. What are you looking for?"

"Let's get straight to the point then, brother. Mom is very worried about you and has been crying all night thinking that you want to kill her. Furthermore, your goal of finding Old Zou will fail. He is not in the Quinn capital, even the clue you found in our house in Berovia was planted by me. I partly wanted this war to start too.'' '''''''''''

James was surprised by his brother's words. He could never have imagined that this war could actually have been started because of Han. In fact, if it weren't for the clue, the emperor could at most have diplomatic matters with the Quinn kingdom, but what he had found served as a basis for attacking.

''But what are you planning? Don't you realize that the Quinn kingdom is weaker than us? We are greater in numbers and power. Even if Charles has reached the legendary level, I doubt he can defend the entire country. In the end, it will end up destroyed and plundered.''

Han nodded at the words before answering and the answer startled James.

''It's simple, brother. It's time for our family to become emperors. It's time for us to be on top. The father has already reached the legendary level too. By the way, he is actually in the capital, fucking the emperor's concubines.''

James laughed, finding the situation funny, while hundreds of thousands of people were about to die, one of the initiators was actually having a good life.

''Aren't you afraid that I'll tell you this?'' James didn't take the talk of Han becoming emperor seriously, he only focused on the part about his father.

''I'm not afraid at all. Brother, can you believe me right now?''

James was silent and then nodded.

Han quickly grabbed his shoulder and then they disappeared from the scene.

When they opened their eyes, they were in Princess Ashley's room who was sleeping soundly.

James widened his eyes and looked at his beloved wife.

Ignoring Han, he approached her and with a light touch on her cheek he woke her up.

''mmm... honey... is it a dream...?''

Still sleepy, Ashley didn't believe it easily. Only then, after feeling the touch on her cheek, did she quickly wake up and throw herself into James' arms.

''Honey, I missed you so much. I was so worried that you might get hurt. How did you get here?''

Ashley said this as she hugged James and ran her hands all over his body. She didn't notice that a small nipple escaped from her dress, a swollen pink nipple with slightly darkened areolas.

Han made a small sound for them to notice that he was there, then James remembered his brother and Ashley realized that there was someone else in the room. Her face turned red before she threw herself under the blanket.

''Brother-in-law... I didn't notice you here.'' She replied with embarrassment.

''Don't worry, princess. Brother, you have 3 minutes, we need to go back quickly so we don't get noticed.''

James sat on the edge of the bed, holding Ashley's hands as his eyes roamed her face and her already visible belly.

"The baby... is everything okay?" His voice trembled slightly.

"Yes..." Ashley held his hand against her belly. "He started kicking a lot..."

"Forgive me for leaving like this..." James began, but Ashley put a finger to his lips.

"Shh... we don't have time for this. Just promise me you'll come back alive." Tears glistened in her eyes. "Our son needs to meet his father."

"I promise." James kissed her deeply, savoring her taste.

"Keep this..." He took off his knight ring and placed it around her neck along with the green necklace. "That way you'll always have a part of me with you."

"James..." Ashley held his face between her hands. "I love you. No matter what happens, no matter what they say about your family... I love you."

"Time is running out..." Han warned

James gave Ashley one last kiss, his hand caressing her belly one last time. "Take care of our little warrior. I'll come back to you, even if I have to face hell."

The tears finally fell as he walked away, leaving Ashley hugging the ring to her chest, the warmth of it still present on her skin.

Han then took James back to the Tent.

He laughed and sat back in the commander's chair.

"There was no need for all that drama. The 5-minute time limit was just because you're being secretly watched by someone and if he noticed any movement in the tent he could suspect."

James' eyes widened, he didn't feel anyone watching him. But he believed. The emperor might not trust him and might have sent someone to spy on him.

''Brother... Thank you...'' He thanked Han sincerely. He was afraid that something would happen to Ashley, he didn't feel like he could trust the emperor and seeing her safe he felt at peace.

''Now let's talk about serious matters.''

Han then pulled a red stone from the system.

James was startled a second time, this was the real reason for the war. Finding a stone that according to rumors should be in the Quinn kingdom with Robert. Seeing one in his brother's hand he believed what he said about becoming emperor. With this in hand, anyone could become one, as long as they were willing to sacrifice countless lives.

''First. At that point I pointed out you must confront the troops of the Quin kingdom. You must use the death of both armies to strengthen yourself. Use your knowledge to cause great losses to both armies. Charge the stone and use it as many times as you need. But at the end of the day it must be charged again because I will strengthen mother. She is currently level 18 and for her safety I want her to be at least legendary''

James gasped when he heard this. Was his mother now stronger than him? A mixed feeling of inferiority and happiness invaded him. Only God knows how much he thought about what he should do if he found his mother. He didn't know what to do, what to say. But now knowing that she was so strong, he relaxed.

He also looked at his brother in fear. If he is handing over the stone and him, does that mean that he may have already strengthened himself to the limit? He began to think about the recent deaths in the Quinn and Yuxuan kingdoms and felt that perhaps it had something to do with Han.

Han interrupted James' thoughts and continued

''Also, take these items. They are healing potions. Each one of them is valuable and allows you to heal yourself completely, even torn off limbs can regenerate. You must act it out during the battle. When the stone is filled, have a deadly fight with someone, get badly injured and then have an "enlightenment" and increase your level. Imitate our father in his glory years."

Han then left the potions and disappeared.

Seconds later a soldier appeared at the entrance calling James.

He answered and gave instructions and then spent the night thinking about what happened.

If he delivered this stone to the emperor of Berovia he was sure he would receive unimaginable rewards. Even the information about his father would be enough for treasures, lands, titles.

But in the end, he would always be someone's pawn. He would always be someone's knight. He lost the admiration of the Emperor of Berovia when he threatened his pregnant daughter. An upright father would never do that.

There was no reason to side with the royalty. There was no reason to stand against his family.

His brother now seemed to be someone as powerful and mysterious as the legends. His father had regained the power he had lost before. His mother was even more powerful than James himself. His family was so powerful that it would scare both normal people and emperors.

And he felt that with his brother's ability he could rescue Princess Ashley. When he weighed everything up, he made a decision.

In less than two weeks he would go to the slaughter and the Vogen family would gain another powerful person. He could not be left behind by either his brother or his mother. He must have enough strength to defend himself and most importantly, the child Ashley was carrying.

Han disappeared once again and this time he appeared in old Daisheng's room.

Already familiar with the house, he opened the office door and went to look for the old man. There he found a curious scene.

Daisheng was lying on the floor, his pants thrown haphazardly to the side, his hard, throbbing cock exposed, swollen with desire. Lingling, sitting on the sofa, was almost naked, only a pair of lacy panties covering her pussy. Her small, firm breasts were completely exposed, her nipples erect, as if asking to be touched, squeezed, sucked. She seemed completely at ease, as if this were an everyday scene.

With one bare foot, Lingling massaged her father's cock with a skill that left Han perplexed. The sole of her foot glided smoothly along the length of his penis, moving up and down with a mesmerizing rhythm.

Daisheng moaned softly, his eyes closed, his face contorted with pleasure. Meanwhile, Lingling counted gold notes with one hand, her voice soft and concentrated, as if she were doing something mundane, like counting change.

"One... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight... nine."

Each number was accompanied by a precise movement of the foot, which made Daisheng shudder and let out louder moans.

"Slow down, Lingling," Daisheng begged, his voice full of desire, almost pleading. He was clearly at his daughter's mercy, surrendering to the pleasure she provided so easily.

Lingling laughed, a soft, teasing sound that echoed in the room. "Each shake will cost you more, Dad," she said, her voice filled with a mixture of innocence and malice that made Han even more disturbed.

She continued to move her foot, this time with a slower but still firm rhythm, making Daisheng moan once more, his toes gripping the carpet as if he needed something to hold on to.

Suddenly, Daisheng moaned louder, a sound that came from somewhere deep inside him. His body began to tremble, his muscles tensing, as if he were fighting for control. "Oh, yes... I'm going to cum..." He arched his back, his hips lifting off the ground, as Lingling increased the pace, her foot moving faster, firmer, almost relentless.

Lingling's eyes shone with pleasure and satisfaction. "Are you going to cum now, daddy?" she asked, her voice full of teasing, as if she were toying with him, testing his limits.

Daisheng didn't answer, just moaned louder, his body convulsing in a violent orgasm that seemed to consume him completely. Lingling continued to use her foot, without mercy, until he finally relaxed, his chest rising and falling heavily covered in sweat.

Lingling skillfully placed the sole of her foot on Daisheng's cock and then the cum spread all over her foot.

''This will cost you a little more, dad.''

She then stood up and then, stepping on his chest, she cleaned the sperm and prepared to leave.

But before leaving, the old man opened his mouth. ''Daughter... the panties... I want them...''

Lingling smiled and then took off her panties, leaving her completely naked. Han could see her delicious body, small breasts and a pussy with very light hair. Her ass was thin, but very round and soft. Anyone would feel like giving it a good slap.

After Lingling skipped out of the room, Daisheng was left alone, still breathing heavily and with a satisfied look.

Han appeared and gave a cough and made a brief comment, "You are truly amazing, Old Zou. I have much to learn."

Old Zou's body trembled, but still affected by the pleasure he had just felt, he recognized Han's voice and replied, 

''Young Han, maybe one day when you have a daughter, you will understand me.''

Han just laughed before getting straight to the point.

Han appeared in Daisheng's office and got straight to the point:

"Old man, I will become the emperor of this kingdom of yours. Tell me who should live, who can be manipulated. I want you to give me information about all the important people in your kingdom."

Daisheng choked and tried to process what he had just heard. The young man he had known as a simple merchant was now casually talking about taking the throne. He got up, tidied himself up, and sat down at a table to drink some tea to try to calm himself down.

"Young Han... you..." he hesitated, but seeing the determination in Han's eyes, he sighed deeply before continuing to review all the information. "The kingdom is divided into main and branch families. The main families are direct descendants of the first emperor, while the branch families are later generations."

Han listened attentively as the old man explained the power structure: 

"Xunwei was the most talented of the younger generation, a descendant of a branch family. He had the support of all the branch families and was aiming for the main ones. He was directly competing with the crown prince for the throne." 

"What about the crown prince?" Han asked.

"Inferior to Xunwei in talent and intelligence. His position is not firm, but he has the pure blood of the main lineage."

Daisheng continued detailing the power relationships, the influential families, and the weaknesses of each faction. Han simply listened, memorizing every detail that might be useful to his plans.

"How is the kingdom after my mother dealt with Xunwei?"

"All the minor factions are in chaos," Daisheng replied.

"Without Xunwei to lead, they have lost their main unifying force. Some are trying to get closer to the crown prince, others are looking for a new leader."

"What about the main family?" Han asked, watching the steam rise from his cup.

"Ah, that's interesting," the old man smiled slyly. "They are divided. Half celebrate Xunwei's fall as a victory for the pure bloodline. The other half fear that without him as a counterbalance, the crown prince will gain too much power."

"And the prince? How did he react?"

"Like a fool," Daisheng snorted in contempt. "Instead of seizing the opportunity to consolidate power, he acts as if he were already emperor. He's alienating even his most loyal supporters with his arrogance."

"It seems the kingdom is ripe for change," Han commented casually.

"More than you might think," Daisheng agreed, his eyes shining with ambition.

The pair then talked at length about their plans. Han told him directly that he planned to allow Charlotte to act. Daisheng, remembering how submissive Xunwei was to her, agreed that the woman had talent. He went into detail about which men were the most lustful, which women were jealous and traitorous. Almost every detail of their personal lives he could pass on to Han.

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Berovia – Princess's Room

Ashley woke up feeling her stomach growl. After James's surprise visit, she realized she hadn't eaten all day, too preoccupied with the impending war.

"The baby must be hungry," she muttered to herself, stroking her prominent belly.

Normally, she would have worn something more appropriate to leave her room, but something about the necklace Han had given her made her feel oddly comfortable in her current nightgown. The light, slightly sheer fabric barely concealed her curves, and her nipples, now darker from pregnancy, were visible through the delicate fabric.

Barefoot, she walked through the silent palace corridors toward the kitchen. Chef Reece was still there, putting away the last of the day's pots.

"Princess!" he exclaimed in surprise, nearly dropping a pot. His eyes involuntarily roamed over her body before quickly looking away.

"Sorry about the lateness, Reece," Ashley smiled gently. "But the baby is hungry. Could you make me something light?"

"O-of course, Your Highness," he stammered, trying to keep his eyes fixed on his work as Ashley sat gracefully on a nearby bench.

As he prepared the meal, he couldn't help but steal glances at the princess. The dress showed off her curves through the thin fabric, and her exposed pregnant belly had a mesmerizing effect on him.

Reece continued preparing the meal, his hands shaking slightly as he chopped the ingredients. The chef couldn't help but glance at Ashley from the corner of his eye, the way the gown clung to her curves, the way her full breasts pressed against the thin fabric, her nipples darkened by pregnancy clearly visible.

"It's almost ready, Your Highness," he said, his voice sounding different, as if he was trying very hard to be "normal."

Ashley smiled sweetly, unaware of the effect she was having. Han's necklace subtly made her feel more comfortable with her exposure, diminishing her usual modesty.

"It smells wonderful," she commented, leaning over the counter to get a better feel for the aroma. The movement caused her nightgown to slide down even further, revealing more of her chest.

Reece swallowed hard, his pants becoming uncomfortably tight. He served the dish with shaking hands, trying to keep his eyes down but failing miserably.

The princess ate delicately, small moans of satisfaction escaping her lips with each bite. The chef remained close, having to concentrate hard to hide the tent that was forming between his legs.

"It was delicious, Reece," Ashley smiled as she finished, standing up gracefully. "Thank you."

She left the kitchen, leaving behind a panting and aroused Reece.

That night one of the mansion's maids who had always had an unrequited crush on the boss had lost her virginity to Reece. He needed someone to vent his lust to, luckily he found one willing to give herself to him.