Chapter 96 Rotting Corpses (1/2)

Maryse had been developing a preliminary plan ever since she heard about Yang Ling's intentions that night at Wissen Castle.

Just as her teacher had said, she needed to dispel Yang Ling's feeling of caution and misunderstanding of her identity if she wanted to complete her mission. Only by getting him to understand who she was could she show her true abilities and worth. Only then could she successfully drag him into the Association of Dark Magic; only then would she have the chance to obtain his trust, moving one step closer to destroying his psychological line of defense and charming him till he was head over heels for her.

Even though she could teach Yang Ling a harsh lesson using her powerful Dark Magic, turning him into a skeleton wouldn't be enough to dispel the desire for vengeance in her heart. Mercilessly abandoning him after charming him and seeing his look of intense pain was the only way to satisfy the hatred in her heart.

Maryse believed that as long as she planned it carefully, Yang Ling would one day grovel before her.

Of course, completing the mission had to take precedence over revenge. Even though she was seething in rage, she still knew what was most important. The levels within the association were strict, and she could not act on her own whims even if she was the proud disciple of her teacher.

She needed a stepping stone to showcase her abilities and worth, a stepping stone that could attract the attention of everyone in the town. Without much thought, Maryse had set her sights on the unlucky Steve. She had quickly mobilized elite Dark Knights and Dark Spellcasters.

Maryse carried out her plan meticulously, while Steve, who had fallen in love with her at first sight, was kept in the dark. He was still trying his best to please her every day, completely unaware that he was being sacrificed so that Maryse could get closer to Yang Ling. He had no idea that a tempest was about to come crashing down on him.

On this day, after waking up early in the morning, Steve casually washed his face and headed to Shangri-La under the protection of his guards. Yesterday, after he had given his ninety-ninth rose, Maryse had finally agreed to meet with him at the outskirts.

Steve believed that with a little more effort, Maryse would become his woman, a suffocatingly beautiful woman.

Later, after I send my men away, I might even be able to get intimate with her in the wilderness!

Steve swallowed hard as he thought about Maryse's slender waist and toned thighs, his imagination running wild. Yesterday, Maryse had hinted that she did not like going out with a large number of people. He immediately stated that he would only bring a dozen guards to prevent spoiling the romantic atmosphere.

Even though the attacks of the Rossi forces had been frequent of late, Steve did not think that he would be so unlucky as to wander into a random ambush. Furthermore, the guards following him were all warriors at the rank of Great Swordsman, and the guards wearing capes had even reached the rank of low level Sword Saint. Even if he were to encounter the Rossi forces, he was confident that he could retreat safely. As added insurance, the place he selected was not far away from the barracks; his army could arrive quickly if there were any accidents.

After successfully fetching the beauty, Steve excitedly took her to a scenic spot by a small forest. He draped a red carpet on the ground and invited Maryse to sit.

If he knew that this small forest was the location where Yang Ling had first ambushed the Black Armor Guards, and if he knew that the small hill nearby was holding the corpses of more than a hundred of his soldiers, he might not have been able to break a smile.

”Beautiful Miss Maryse, come, cheers!”

Steve was intoxicated even without the alcohol. He was growing more and more excited as he looked at Maryse in her black cloak and low cut dress. He became dizzy after just a few drinks, and he completely missed the faint, icy smile on Maryse's face.

Silently releasing a magic communication spell, Maryse let out an alluring smile. ”Sir Leader, congratulations on obtaining such a large piece of land at such a young age. Come, cheers!”

Looking at Maryse's faintly visible cleavage, staring at her fair skin, taking a whiff of her subtle fragrance, Steve was overcome with the flames of lust. He had wanted to cool himself off by drinking a few mouthfuls of the cooling rum, but he found it harder to control himself the more he drank. He had no one in his eyes other than the alluring Maryse. He was oblivious to the fact that the fragrance in the air was getting thicker.