Semua Bab When He Becomes The Prince's Only Salvation: Bab 41 - Bab 50

The cold rigidity of his restraints clashed seductively with the growing heat spreading within him, creating a contrast both cruel and exhilarating. Under the relentless surge of sensation, Leon let out a series of deep, broken cries—his body trembling, his soul spiraling into an abyss of irresistible surrender.Guided by Aric’s untamed instinct, Leon shed every last inhibition, surrendering himself to the wild, all-consuming tide of pleasure. Aric, like a seasoned warrior on a battlefield of desire, moved with relentless precision, meticulously exploring every spark of passion. No inch of Leon’s body was left untouched, each sensitive spot transformed into a battleground of ecstasy, conquered again and again with unyielding devotion.Leon’s body, under Aric’s command, tensed and relaxed in rhythmic waves, each collision sending ripples of pleasure coursing through him like an unstoppable tide. In that fleeting eternity, they seemed to forget everything—their surroundings, even time i

"Elian! I need to find Elian!"Leon didn’t hesitate for a second. He turned and sprinted toward the Medical Division, his steps fast and uneven, heart pounding painfully in his chest from both exhaustion and the weight of his emotions.He burst through the doors without knocking. Elian stood at a long table, a stack of potion analysis reports in his hands, completely absorbed in his work.“Elian!” Leon’s voice came out urgent and breathless. “Aric’s been arrested.”“What? Arrested? I’ll—” Elian froze mid-sentence, the shock clear in his eyes. It was obvious he hadn’t heard the news yet.“No, listen! I don’t need you to go to him right now. You have to analyze this.” Leon thrust a small vial into Elian’s hands, his words tumbling out in a hurried rush. "I need you to figure out who’s been making this potion recently. It’s critical. Even if it’s not directly related, it might give Aric a way out—an excuse to cooperate and mitigate whatever punishment he’s facing. This kind of potion bei

Few dared to speak of it, and those who did rarely lived long enough to regret it. Even within the royal family, its very mention carried a weight of fear and taboo.If it weren’t for Aric mentioning it and his secret investigation, he would probably still be in the dark about the existence of this place. Even after looking into it, the details he managed to uncover were scant and superficial at best. All he ever heard were fragments of old tales—this was said to be the domain of a dark deity, a forbidden ground shrouded in myth, untouched by human footsteps for a thousand years.“What could be hidden in the forbidden land?” He pondered for a moment, his breathing growing heavy. “With Elian still focused on analyzing the samples and unable to inspect Selena’s workshop directly, I might as well take this chance to explore the forbidden land myself.”Under the cover of the night, Leon slipped quietly through the long corridors of the palace. The closer he drew to the forbidden land, the

Without a word, Leon followed Elian and a squad of soldiers as they turned and made their way toward the Forbidden Land. Their hurried footsteps echoed through the vast palace corridors, the sound reverberating like the tolling of a funeral bell—a somber prelude to the greater storm looming on the horizon.Leon followed the team back to the Forbidden Land, his heart pounding like a war drum, breath ragged and shallow. The heavy iron gate groaned open once again, revealing the haunting sight before him. Blood stained the floor in thick, dark smears, the metallic stench hanging like a suffocating fog."Quick—find her!" Leon shouted, his voice edged with panic. He didn’t wait for a response, his legs moving instinctually as he charged into the darkness.His eyes swept across the ruins of the shattered magic circle, scattered stone fragments glinting dimly in the faint light. His gaze froze on a figure lying motionless just ahead.It was Morgana.She lay crumpled on the blood-soaked groun

Leon froze for a heartbeat before his brow furrowed. "So... I still can only meet you here, in dreams? Talk to you like this? My powers... are gone?"The female ghost shook her head gently, her voice carrying a hint of weariness. “No, my kind benefactor... It’s because I am too weak.”Leon stared at her, a flicker of concern flashing in his eyes. “Weak? Does it have something to do with the Forbidden Land? I’ve never seen you wield such immense power before. Did you exhaust everything you had?”The female ghost lifted her gaze, her eyes soft like a tranquil stream. But instead of answering directly, she remained silent for a moment. Finally, in a voice barely above a whisper, she said, “My kind benefactor... I must leave.”Leon’s heart sank instantly. His voice grew urgent, almost trembling. “Leave? Where are you going? Don’t tell me you’ll fade away just because you helped me!”A faint smile graced her lips, delicate and fleeting like morning mist dissolving in sunlight. “No, my kind