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Outside the lab, two young and beautiful receptionists pressed their ears against the stone door, their cheeks flushed with excitement as they listened intently to the faint moans emanating from within. “Wow, that’s so awesome. It’s been half an hour, but they’re still at it,” one of them whispered, barely containing her excitement.

“Ah, the usually stoic Master Allie is actually making such cute noises. That’s so adorable~” the other remarked, her voice tinged with surprise.

“I never expected the Black-hearted Princess to take the lead. It just goes to show, there’s always a bigger fish,” the first receptionist mused.

“Remember when Master Allie was the Empire’s first scourge, feared by everyone? And now, she’s completely under the Black-hearted Princess’ spell. Times really are changing,” the second one added, reflecting on the turn of events.

“Think about it, two incredibly beautiful women engaged in such an activity… it’s truly, really awesome!” Both receptionists imagined a fierce battle between the Black-hearted Princess and Allie, finding the thought both mesmerizing and thrilling.

Their fantasies, fueled by the sounds they overheard, nearly sent them over the edge. They became so overwhelmed that they slumped to the ground, hands clasped together, sharing a moment of dazed connection.

Inside the lab, however, the situation was far from their imaginings. Allie was in great pain, and Yaeger, far from comfortable, found the examination and initial treatment challenging. “It’s messy no matter what I do. It’s hard to do anything at all,” she lamented internally after half an hour. Allie’s condition, exacerbated by the remnants of the spatial storm and a mutating virus, had turned her body into a battleground of constantly evolving pathogens.

Yaeger could only manage to suppress the disease, acknowledging the impossibility of further treatment under the current circumstances. The primary issue was time — not only was she anxious about Layna’s safety, but the treatment itself required a segmented approach over several days using extreme methods.

“Let’s end it here,” Yaeger sighed softly, withdrawing her hand from Allie’s sweat-drenched body. Allie’s expression of pain slowly gave way to one of shyness, her entire body blushing a pale pinkish red, incredibly alluring in its vulnerability.

“Sob sob sob, I’ll never get married!” Allie lamented, her embarrassment stemming from Yaeger’s thorough examination.

“Do you feel better now?” Yaeger asked, feigning ignorance to Allie’s outburst.

“Meanie. You’re so awful!” Allie accused, her eyes brimming with tears, feeling utterly vulnerable for the first time in her life.

Suddenly, Allie perceived Yaeger not just as a visitor but as a predator she had unwittingly invited into her sanctuary. But this realization came too late; she was already ensnared in her web, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Seems like you have no problems mentally,” Yaeger noted with a smile, maintaining her professional demeanor. Her inner mantra affirmed her purity of intention: ‘My heart is as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is for the sake of justice. Evil thoughts, be gone!’

“Based on my estimations, it’ll take about seven days to fully cure you,” Yaeger informed her, just as Allie’s frustration seemed to peak.

Allie was momentarily stunned before noticing a lightness in her body, accompanied by a gentle force that seemed to quell the maladies within. “My… Can my body actually be cured?” she asked, looking up at Yaeger. The humiliation and embarrassment that once filled her heart were instantly replaced by hope—a hope as luminous as the sun.

“I, Princess, have never lied to anyone,” Yaeger declared, running her fingers through her hair with a calm demeanor. Bathed in the light of the orange glowing crystal, she appeared both noble and pure.

‘I’ll never believe you. You are evil, Black-hearted Princess!’ Initially, that was Allie’s thought, yet she chose to trust Yaeger. The veracity of her words mattered less than the sliver of hope they offered.

“Then, please take care of me in the future,” Allie said, managing to sit up and offering Yaeger a smile that was as pure and beautiful as a winter-blooming flower, tugging at her heartstrings.

In that moment, Yaeger found herself missing her c*ck, which had been absent for some time. After ensuring Allie had regained some strength, she left the lab. Upon opening the stone entrance, she was surprised to see two beauties embroiled in an intense skirmish. A brief memory flashed, and she shook her head, dismissing it. The receptionists, having come back to their senses, fled the scene, screaming.

Allie’s eyelids twitched at the sight, a clear case of misunderstanding. Before she could clarify, the main entrance had already closed behind Yaeger.

‘If Allie recovers in the next few days, it will be a significant aid to Alicia and, by extension, beneficial to me,’ Yaeger pondered, her hand igniting with a gentle green flame. “Whether rags or riches, it’s all up to you,” she whispered to herself before the flame dissipated, and she vanished from sight.

At the city gate, the guards hastily cleared a path upon recognizing the approaching figure, moving as though fleeing from a formidable beast. Yaeger paid them no mind as she swiftly exited Jade City. Shortly thereafter, she reached the wilderness, where she used the spatial crystal to mark her location. “Everything is ready. It’s time to enter the grand prison.”

Meanwhile, elsewhere, a celebration was underway. “Hahahaha, Lord Blei is just too good!” Taurus exclaimed, his laughter booming. “Yes. I expected a scolding, but Lord Blei’s praise was a pleasant surprise,” S.K.Y. commented, adjusting his nonexistent glasses.

“However, I’m still uneasy about Lord Blei’s absence in direct action,” Taurus expressed, his previously cheerful demeanor turning to concern.

“Don’t fret. The grand prison lives up to its reputation; escaping it is impossible,” S.K.Y. reassured him with confidence. His extensive knowledge of the prison’s inner workings bolstered his assurance.

“My concern lies with the Black-hearted Princess. I fear she might not attempt a rescue,” Taurus admitted, his brow furrowed with worry. The trap they had laid out seemed too blatant for someone as cunning as her to fall for.

“I’ve done some digging. The Black-hearted Princess holds a deep affection for that NPC, Layna. She’s bound to come for her. And on the off chance she doesn’t, we stand to lose nothing,” S.K.Y. elaborated, pausing to enjoy a sip of his tea.

“You’re right,” Taurus acknowledged, his worry dissipating. A mutual understanding passed between them, culminating in a shared burst of laughter, confident in the success of their plan.