Blood Emperor Throne

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Moreover, her deceased husband, who had been dead for over twenty years, was also extremely...weak in that area, sharing the same fate as Cassandra's baron husband.

Compared to Asmodal's muscular physique, as solid and hard as a marble sculpture, and his ferocious, beast-like rage that ravaged and conquered her Royal Guard Commander Cassandra and twelve Royal Guard Knights...

Her frail and short-statured husband... was simply incomparable...

If Asmodeus's solid, upright, and strong body were to press down on her... and he were to ravage her plump, ripe, and tender flesh, her mature and alluring flesh would probably...

How could I... have such a disgusting thought...?

Osalia embraced Sujie, sighed softly, and stopped thinking about these things.

To her surprise, the study door remained completely silent despite her knocking for a long time.

The door only opened slightly when she tried to knock again.

"Kathelina, why did you keep your mother waiting for so long?"

Osalia asked softly, but then, when she saw the spring scenery behind the door, her already soft breathing became slightly rapid.

Her noble and aloof daughter was currently peeking out from behind the door. Her bright red halter nightgown, which was already cool and sexy, seemed to have been hastily put on and was slightly disheveled. The halter was loose, and half of her snow-white breasts, glistening with fragrant sweat, was exposed.

Moreover, what was extremely ambiguous was that Katharina's sexy and alluring figure was rhythmically trembling behind the door for some reason, and her fair and proud breasts were also rippling with waves of excitement under her bright red lace nightgown.

Glistening beads of fragrant sweat dripped slowly down Catherine's temples, her beautiful, fair face flushed with a rosy hue, her soft breaths utterly dreamy and intoxicating.

"Asmodie and I are busy~ Is there anything I can help you with? Um... Mom?"

Kasrina tried her best to control her soft, seductive voice and gentle breathing, making sure she didn't show anything unusual.

But she didn't know that her alluring and captivating demeanor, seen through Osalia's mesmerizing eyes, was incredibly seductive and alluring, almost impossible to conceal.

Chapter 18 Fiefs and Centralization

"Mom wants to discuss the matter of the territory with you and Asmodel..."

Osalia brushed aside the chestnut hair that had fallen across her forehead to hide her embarrassment, and slightly moved her soft, intoxicating eyes away from Katharina.

Although her deceased count husband was very weak and short, and had never satisfied the desires of her breasts.

But as an elegant and mature beauty, she was naturally not one of those naive young girls.

In the early morning, a vigorous and robust man, a noble and aloof woman, a graceful and sexy lady, and now, their daughter's alluring and seductive charm...

It certainly wasn't something as serious as enjoying breakfast, appreciating black tea, or assisting with government affairs.

"Regarding the territory... Asmodeus and I are... handling it... Mom, you... wait a bit... um~~"

Catherine leaned against the doorframe, her ample breasts swaying and trembling beneath her bright red lace slip dress. She bit her rosy lips and breathed heavily.

“Actually… it’s not that important,” Osalia said softly.

"Mother is considering appointing Asmo as the acting Knight Commander of Castelia. What do you think, Katharina?"

"I, um~ no opinion, Mom, you can do whatever you want..." Katharina's noble and aloof sky-blue eyes were filled with a mesmerizing and intoxicating spring charm. At the moment, she could only agree with the words about her own beauty.

To be precise, if it weren't for the wicked man behind her causing trouble, she would never have been able to do such a wanton and depraved thing in front of her own elegant and mature beauty.

"And what is Asmodé's opinion?" Osalia's gentle, spring-like eyes revealed a hint of soft, mature beauty. It felt as if her lubricated flesh, so ripe that it would resist the sweet nectar with the slightest touch, was becoming even hotter and stickier.

This made her gasp for breath as she looked at her plump, soft, white, fleshy legs, her eyes glazed over.

"This bad man will definitely, um~ agree, Mom, don't worry, I will, I will persuade him properly."

"Okay, then, Mom will be going now." After receiving the reply, Osalia breathed a slight sigh of relief, but just as she was about to leave and the study door closed, she caught a glimpse of an extremely sensual scene.

Behind the door, her daughter, who was so noble and aloof in Castellania, was being roughly pressed against the door by Asmodeus's strong and muscular body, which was like a marble sculpture. Her already revealing red lace camisole was lifted up to her voluptuous waist...

Although this erotic scene lasted only a brief moment, it made Osalia's breathing involuntarily become rapid and hot. The ferocious beast made her already soft and hot flesh feel even more empty and unbearable.

After a passionate lovemaking session, the once tidy study was now slightly messy, covered in love marks.

"Bad man, hah... in front of Mom..."

The cold and beautiful noblewoman, who had been ravaged, bit her red lips lightly, her breath sweet and fragrant. She softly hooked her arms around Asmodie's neck, and her snow-white, round, beautiful buttocks rested languidly and charmingly on the man's legs. Her sexy and graceful white flesh was covered with love marks and was extremely soft and tender.

Her already cool and vibrant bright red spaghetti strap silk dress was now scattered messily among the honey stains on the floor, and her cool and sexy light blue spaghetti strap open-toe flat sandals were also scattered around.

After feeding the noblewoman, Asmodé was able to examine the town of Grotos on the map.

This is a flat area surrounded by fertile farmland, backed by the main stream of the Ruva River, and is an important town.

According to the intelligence provided by Catherina, this place is also the base of the Castelian rebels. The terrain is convenient for large-scale garrisoning and deployment of troops, and the location is very close, only ten kilometers away from the Castelian capital castle.

At least thirty fully armed knights and three hundred soldiers were gathered there. Of the three hundred soldiers, one hundred and fifty were mercenaries from Dorne, a Bloodblade mercenary group equipped with longswords, prism shields, and iron-inlaid leather armor.

This mercenary force was entirely funded and hired by the Earl of Dorne, and the remaining 150 noblemen's private soldiers were also paid by the Earl of Dorne. About 20 of them were equipped with chainmail and longswords, 80 were spearmen equipped with iron-trimmed leather armor and spears, and 50 were crossbowmen.

The most troublesome of them were the thirty noble knights.

These thirty knights were not the five low-ranking knights, but proper noble knights equipped with half-body plate armor and custom-made fine steel armor. Each noble had been trained in horsemanship and martial arts since childhood, and their military skills were in no way inferior to those of the Dorne Knights.

Even with the fourteen princess knights blessed by the Lord of Pleasure, the current horde of calamities would still suffer heavy losses and be a Pyrrhic victory against thirty knights, a mercenary group, and one hundred and fifty noble private soldiers.

Therefore, he currently needs to reform Castella's military system and the equipment of the Calamity Beasts.

According to Catherine, there are currently twenty blacksmiths, eight masons, and seventeen carpenters in the castle that is the capital of Castelia.

He didn't need to forge sophisticated weaponry to equip this group of inferior, savage, but naturally combat-instinct beastmen; a large quantity of usable weapons would suffice.

"Place the order with the craftsman." Asmodie patted Katherina's plump, round buttocks lightly, eliciting a huff and puff of resentment from the noblewoman.

"I need them to forge the cheapest iron-tipped spears, and a large quantity of longswords, as many as you need, plus 120 steel-tipped spears. This batch of spears can be deferred. Then gather carpenters; I need a 1.5-meter longbow, which must be cut from a single piece of cedar wood. Finally, hire about 30 hunters and train them to be archers."

"Hmm~ You want to reform Castella's military?" Catherine asked breathlessly.

"It is."

Asmodé nodded and turned to a page of Castellania's financial reserves. If you include three hundred gold diels, there are about five hundred gold diels left.

Forging iron-tipped spears and longswords should be enough to make one hundred centaur cavalrymen, but adding armor and fine steel spears would definitely not be enough, and the production of longbows would also be a huge expense.

Therefore, for now, we can only put aside the longbows and the armaments of the horned beast herd until we have dealt with the rebels.

However, after dealing with the rebels, this amount of weaponry was certainly insufficient to deal with the Knights of Dorne, so a large-scale mopping-up operation against the surrounding beastmen was necessary to sustain the war effort.

In the slave arena of the Earl of Dorne, he basically figured out the military and system of the earldom.

In simple terms, the count had control over the territory. Although it was a fief system, the lord did not build the army during wartime, and the nobles provided the troops and money.

Instead, the nobles regularly provide one to five knights each year to serve in the Order of Dorne on a rotating basis.

The Knights of Dorne, commanded by their Grand Master Caslett, were directly under the Earl's command and served as the standing army of the Earl of Dorne, ready to be deployed at any time. They were also tasked with suppressing gladiatorial riots.

However, by the time of Castile, it had reverted to the traditional aristocratic fief system.

During peacetime, nobles and earls do not interfere with each other. During wartime, nobles provide soldiers, knights, and money according to the contract. If the contract expires, the earl will reimburse the nobles for the excess war expenses.

The two adjacent earls implemented completely different military systems and had vastly different levels of control over the military.

As for the reason, as Kasrina revealed before, it's simple: money.

The Earl of Dorne owns 50,000 acres of land with a population of 20,000. It is situated along the Ruva River, not adjacent to the Ancaru Forest. Most of the land is extremely fertile farmland, with a small portion being forest. There is no need to worry about the Beastmen running rampant, and there is also a slave trade with the Drow Elves.

This extremely fertile terrain, free from the constant threat of beastmen attacks, and the trade along the Ruva River have made this territory one of the wealthiest in the border earls.

Therefore, Count Dorne could fully afford all the maintenance and expenses of the Knights Order, and the nobles were happy to send their knights to the Knights Order of Dorne, not only saving on some maintenance costs but also receiving money from the Count, killing two birds with one stone.

In contrast, Castellania has 20,000 acres of its 30,000-acre territory covered by the Ancalu Forest, leaving less than 10,000 acres suitable for cultivation. It has a population of only 8,000 and no special resources.

In addition to the annual summer and autumn attacks by wild beastmen, there is a constant influx of refugees every year.

Because of the Ancaru Forest, the Beastmen can never be completely eradicated, and the treasury is always in deficit. The only way to maintain a standing military is through the noble fief system. If the Knights Order were to follow its military system, it would go bankrupt in no time.

Although the military systems differed greatly, the overall system was ultimately a backward, bloated, deformed, and inefficient fiefdom system, which was not even in the same league as constitutional monarchy and absolute monarchy in terms of efficiency.

Asmodé tapped his chin: "Let me confirm something with you first."

A glimmer of clarity flashed across Katharina's alluring, dreamy eyes.

"Grutos, is he the one who has gathered all the rebellious nobles of Castoria?"

Katharina tucked her sweat-dampened hair behind her ear and said languidly.

"Yes, in this rebellion, almost all the nobles, big and small, participated. They were dissatisfied with the low taxes that Mother imposed on the common people, believing that the lower-class people should obediently support them, the nobles."

"Then, that makes things easier."

Asmodée cupped Katharina's plump, round buttocks in his large hand and whispered seductively in her ear.

"Do you want to be an empress?"

"Empress...?" Katherina was slightly taken aback as she looked at the man in front of her who had uttered such disrespectful remarks.

"To concentrate power absolutely, to govern the territory with officials and laws, to implement an absolute monarchy, and to become a supreme empress."

"With centralized power, we don't need to care about the thoughts of these insect nobles, and we can maximize the efficiency of resources, population, taxation, and allocation within the territory."

Asmodée's magnetic, clear voice was captivating, gradually eroding Katharina's psychological defenses.

Of course, if you are a foolish and incompetent ruler, you might end up like a foreign student.

Asmodé didn't say the second half of his statement, after all, it hadn't come to that point yet.

"You wouldn't be thinking of..." A hint of ambition flashed in Katharina's alluring eyes, concentrating all power under her control...

This also means that a major conflict will occur with the existing aristocratic class.

However, since the two sides are already at odds, it doesn't matter if they are all killed. They are just insects anyway. How can you govern your territory if you get mixed up with these insects?

"So, what kind of reward do you want this time?"

Kasrina felt Asmodeus's still fierce aura despite having already ravaged her several times, and bit her lip in embarrassment.

"Reward?" Asmodeus's lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery in his expression.

On the beautiful, smooth abdomen of the aloof noblewoman, a heart-shaped slave pattern, radiating an ambiguous peach-colored glow, was gradually emerging.

"As long as you behave and obey, I will support you step by step to build the Second Empire and make you the Empress of this Second Empire."

"The Second Reich... oh~ you, be gentle, be gentle..."

The hint of desire in Katharina's eyes transformed into a soft, intoxicating, and alluring spring charm after Asmodie lifted her snow-white, round, and honeyed buttocks as if embracing a docile white rabbit.

Her slender, alluring jade-like legs, which had been hanging softly, once again wrapped around the man's strong and firm waist. Her fair and delicate feet swayed with each of his rough conquests, creating waves of fragrant and seductive curves.

Chapter 19 Reform, New Army

Nearly half a month has passed since the Beastmen were defeated and annihilated in the capital castle.

Half a month is not a long time, but it is enough for Castellania to gradually recover from the beast tide war.

This is also enough for Asmodé to carry out a series of reforms targeting the territory.

After being authorized as a knight commander by the beautiful Countess Osalia, Asmodie officially became the Countess's personal guard knight commander, possessing legal authority to command the Castellan army and military command.

In reality, of all the people in Castella, only the Countess herself is not under his control.

On the military front, the entire Countess's Knights Guard has become Asmodeus's private domain.

He could freely enjoy these noble, beautiful, and sexy princess knights, including the beautiful mother princess knight captain Cassandra and her daughter Sera.

These fourteen royal guards, having submitted to him and allowed him to implant slave markings, also received the blessing of the Lord of Pleasure.

Their already tall, slender, and toned figures became even more voluptuous and sexy, proudly beautiful, and their gorgeous and noble faces became even more charming and alluring, captivating anyone who looked at them and leaving them unable to look away for a long time.

It's not just their alluring, toned figures and captivating charm that have changed.

Their speed, agility, resilience, and even endurance have all roughly doubled.

And with each Asmodian conquest, the blessing grew ever stronger.

At the same time, their originally noble and beautiful eyes, except for the blonde and golden-eyed knights Cassandra and Sera, all turned into a bewitching and gorgeous purple, their eyes full of seductive charm.

Therefore, this Royal Guard Knights were given the title of Purple Nightingale by Asmodie, and their regimental banner and knight's emblem were transformed into a nightingale carrying a purple laurel branch.

Politically, because Osalia had long planned to groom Catherine as her successor and intentionally relinquish power, all political power in Castella was in the control of Catherine, the countess's daughter.

Therefore, at present, Osalia, the Countess of Castella, is already in a state of being voluntarily sidelined by him.

This also allowed him to implement a series of military and livelihood reforms and stability maintenance measures without any obstacles.

Over the past two weeks, Asmodal has had a lot of influence from Kasrina, who has been implementing reform policies to address a range of issues within the territory.

The first step was to spend nearly two hundred gold coins to hire craftsmen and laborers to repair the castle and walls. The houses and infrastructure in the city that had been burned down were basically rebuilt.

Secondly, the bodies of the dead were buried together, while the bodies of the beastmen were burned in a concentrated manner to prevent the outbreak of plague in the hot summer climate.

After completing the most important task, the next step is to implement measures to stabilize people's livelihoods.