[You have claimed the purity of Mireya Vorhn, the fallen princess and former fourth-stage warrior.

5 premium gacha tickets 50 common gacha tickets]

[Mireya Vorhn’s loyalty and affection have reached 100! Her heart is filled with nothing but love for you.

5 premium gacha tickets 50 common gacha tickets]

With that, Ethan had effortlessly accumulated twenty-four premium gacha tickets.

Once he finished the cathedral for Arwen, he’d reach thirty-four.

That many spins should be more than enough to land at least one extra SS-rank item, right?

On top of him, Mireya collapsed forward in exhaustion, her full breasts squeed softly against Ethan’s muscular chest, the supple flesh molding to his body—soft, warm, and inviting—while her delicate face nestled into the curve of his strong shoulder.

Her exotic purple skin glistened beneath a thin sheen of sweat.

Her half-closed red eyes showed the depth of her exhaustion after their shared pleasure, and her long, snow-white strands clung to her damp skin in messy locks, forming a mesmerizing contrast between the lilac and the white.

Ethan let out a heavy sigh, still feeling his cock buried deep inside her tight, drenched pussy.

Her inner walls pulsed slowly around his entire length, slick and impossibly warm, refusing to release him, as if her body itself wanted to keep him sheathed forever.

His hand slid lazily down the gentle slope of the princess’s back, savoring the smoothness of her skin, before settling on one of the broad, round cheeks of her shapely ass and delivering a light, playful pat.

The soft, plump flesh responded slowly, quivering beneath his palm before a heavy, drawn-out tremor spread lazily across the entire buttock and reached the other in a gentle echo, finally subsiding into stillness.

The pat drew a sweet moan from Mireya’s full lips, muffled against his neck.

"Let’s take a shower before bed," Ethan said, and without giving her time to respond, he rose to his feet, keeping his cock still buried inside her as he cradled her in his arms.

Mireya tried to protest for a moment, whispering something unintelligible against the skin of his neck, but exhaustion won out in the end. She simply accepted it and let him carry her.

The two took a peaceful shower and returned to bed, where Mireya quickly snuggled into Ethan’s arms, her curvaceous body fitting perfectly against his.

"I never thought I’d see you this docile someday..." Ethan teased, stroking her silky white locks, already dry thanks to the princess’s own aura.

"I’m not docile... you perverted lord..." Mireya muttered under her breath, though a trace of excitement still gleamed in her ruby eyes.

Ethan let out a small chuckle, hugging her a little tighter and pulling her closer.

"Ophelia’s agents brought me another report from the Blackwatch Merchant Confederation... Your mother killed their last fifth-stage warrior and, leading two hundred thousand soldiers, broke the walls.

The region was divided between the Kingdom of Burning Ice and the Kingdom of Solene."

He knew quite a bit about that, especially since Ophelia had access to the forums.

For the players, the war had emerged as a way to clear a path to a new area, so more than nine hundred thousand of them participated, both in the offensive and in the defense of the merchant confederations.

The result of that six month war was a total of around one million deaths.

At first, only the merchant confederations had been using players, sending them to the front lines as cannon fodder.

In the end, however, even the Realm of Burning Ice recognized their usefulness and began deploying them en masse.

There were about twenty million players in the Realm of Burning Ice alone, and another thirty million in the Realm of Solene. An unreliable workforce, perhaps, but very cheap and, above all, disposable.

"Hm... is she back in the realm?" Mireya asked groggily.

"Yes. She seems to have isolated herself again, though it’s not total isolation."

"I see..." Mireya whispered.

There was a hint of pain and longing in her voice.

She was terrified at the thought that her own mother might no longer recognize her.

"It’ll be okay, love... my mother should finish her advance in a few months... I promise that as soon as she comes to see me, I’ll ask her to explain your situation to your mother."

"Love?... Why are you calling me that?"

"Because you’re my wife," Ethan smiled, finally opening the wife designation screen and setting Mireya as his wife.

[You have designated Mireya Vorhn as your wife!

+ 6 premium gacha tickets

+ 25 common gacha tickets]

And so, he reached thirty premium gacha tickets.

The beauty blushed deeply, but in the end she said nothing, simply keeping her face buried against Ethan’s chest.

The handsome young man sighed contentedly and, shortly after, let sleep take hold of him.

The next morning, Ethan woke at sunrise and, taking care not to disturb Mireya, slowly slipped out of her warm embrace.

A gentle smile spread across his lips as he gazed at the princess’s serene, sleepy expression.

Mireya always carried a certain pain etched into her features, always seeming to bear a heavy heart.

Today, however, she looked calm and at peace, a faint smile playing on her full lips.

He leaned over her, placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, and then got up.

The maids hadn’t even woken yet when he left the silent mansion, the low sun painting the horizon red over the high walls of Goldenveil.

He admired the beauty of that view for a brief moment before quickening his pace toward the noble district, dismissing the guards who protected the Tree of Life and telling them they could leave their posts and rest a little.

With a solemn salute, the guards withdrew, leaving Ethan alone.

"Good morning," he said with a smile, resting his hand against the tree’s thick trunk and feeling it vibrate with excitement at his touch.

Ethan’s expression softened, and he turned around.

The plot occupied by the Tree of Life was relatively small, yet it was nonetheless the central plot of that place.

Ethan wanted to build his palace to the left of it and, to the right, erect the great cathedral of Goldenveil.

He would likely keep the other mansion as a diplomatic residence for the future, or perhaps give it to Ron as a welcome gift.