Chapter 74: Lathel and Rosia

"Fateful opportunity?" Rosia tilted her head, gazing at the handsome young man before her—so flawless he looked like he had stepped out of a painting. Lathel looked toward her—or rather, his gaze focused on the floating status screen in front of him. ... Name: Rosia Level: Level 1 – Mid-stage Charm Score: 82 Role: NPC (Antagonist) Affection Points: 75% Description: A minor character whose role is to provoke Irelia and Lucien. Essentially a comedic relief figure, destined to fade into obscurity over time. ... Lathel stared at Rosia’s profile and found it amusing. ’This girl... does she really fall in love with just her eyes?’ he thought. This was their very first meeting, and yet her affection level for him had already reached 75%. With that, he could draw a simple conclusion about what kind of girl Rosia was. ’But... this works in my favor. I won’t need to waste too much time on her.’ "That’s right..." Lathel smiled. "An opportunity that only I can offer you. Aren’t you terribly jealous of Irelia?" The moment Rosia heard Irelia’s name, she reacted like a startled kitten with its tail stepped on—bristling instantly. "You... I... Why would I be jealous of that bitch?!" Lathel clasped his hands behind his back and walked slowly toward the window, speaking calmly, "Rosia, your jealousy and antagonism toward her is hardly surprising in this academy." "Rosia, you come from a simple merchant family. She, on the other hand, is the daughter of a Professor at the Magic Academy." "You’re both beautiful, but why is it that she was born into privilege, given a better life, while you had to fight for everything yourself? Isn’t that unfair?" "You..." Rosia stiffened, shocked that Lathel knew about her background. Still, she forced herself to remain composed, her eyes wary. "What do you want? If you came here just to provoke me, then congratulations—you’ve succeeded." "Provoke you?" Lathel glanced her way, a crooked smile forming on his lips. He stepped slowly toward her. Reaching out, his hand touched her beautiful face. Rosia wanted to step back—but the moment she looked into that handsome face, saw that warm smile—her body... for some reason, chose not to move. That’s right. She stood still, letting Lathel gently caress her face. "I think you’re a clever girl. That’s why I’m giving you two choices," Lathel said with a smile. "One: become my woman, and I’ll give you things you’ve never had before. Two: pretend this meeting never happened, and I’ll never appear before you again." Rosia trembled on the inside, but her heart pounded wildly with excitement. Her face flushed as red as a ripe apple, making her even more enchanting. In truth, her beauty was in no way inferior to Selvia’s; it was only that she lacked the resources to fully care for herself. Rosia swallowed hard, her eyes trembling, but she still tried to remain calm and said: "You... what can you offer me?" Lathel smirked, his other hand waving upward, and a scroll radiating a mystical light appeared, floating above his palm. "Do you know what this means?" Lathel said with a smile. Rosia saw the scroll, her eyes widening, filled with greed and disbelief. "That... an Assimilation Method?" Rosia asked hesitantly. "Exactly..." He grinned as he spoke: "It’s a Rank B Assimilation Method. You should know that only geniuses or disciples prioritized for cultivation by the academy are qualified to access a Rank B Assimilation Method." Rosia nodded slightly, her eyes fixed on the Assimilation Method, then shifting to him, the hesitation in her gaze gradually turning resolute. [Ding! Rosia’s favorability has increased to 78%.] [Ding! Rosia’s favorability has increased to 80%.] Lathel heard the two system notifications, sneering inwardly. Rosia took a deep breath, trying to suppress the excitement and greed in her heart, and asked tremblingly: "What... what do I have to do?" "Very smart..." Lathel gave a satisfied smile, his hand slowly moving to Rosia’s neck, his fingers gently caressing her snow-white skin. "Become my woman, work for me, and never betray me." Hearing Lathel’s words, Rosia bit her lip: "That... I..." "It’s up to you..." He smiled, cutting her off. His hand gently lifted her chin, making her eyes meet his: "Either shine brilliantly, making those who once looked down on you regret it." "Or flicker like a small candle, buried in the river of time. It all depends on your decision." Lathel wasn’t wrong. If she didn’t accept his offer, her fate would be exactly as the System described. Just a minor villain, and with Lucien’s personality, he wouldn’t kill Rosia. However, her life afterward would be filled with nothing but darkness, buried in the river of time. Rosia’s trembling lessened, her eyes fixed on him as if trying to make a crucial decision. Her hands, clenched so tightly they turned pale, were hidden behind her back, her lips quivering: "You... will you abandon me?" "Hahaha..." Lathel laughed: "As long as you remain useful to me and loyal to me, you can stay by my side." Hearing this, Rosia’s thoughts were unclear, but her tightly clenched hands gradually relaxed, and her body stopped trembling. Her eyes now brimmed with determination and a hint of madness. She grabbed the buttons of her dress and slowly began to undo them... Rustle! Rustle! The dress she was wearing fell to the ground, revealing a curvaceous body with two white-pink peaks hidden beneath a golden undergarment. [Ding! Rosia’s favorability toward you has increased to 85%.] "Very smart..." Lathel smiled with satisfaction, immediately wrapping his arm around Rosia’s waist, pulling her into his embrace. "Um!" His sudden action startled her, making her yelp. Her already flushed face grew even redder, as if it were about to burst. "I... this is... this is my first time... please... be gentle with me." Rosia said tremblingly. Sniff! Sniff! Lathel lowered his head, inhaling the scent from Rosia’s body: "Don’t worry..." His hand began to move over Rosia’s body, causing her to tremble violently, and at the same time, she felt a strange emotion gradually taking over her mind. Lathel brought his face close to Rosia’s ear, his warm breath carrying a masculine fragrance blowing into her ear, making her shiver. "You won’t regret today’s decision..." "Um..." Rosia cried out, her voice as if suppressing something. A while later, inside the small room, sounds filled with lewdness and desire echoed. Fortunately, the space around this room had been locked by Lathel, so no one could hear any sounds from inside the room. [Ding! Congratulations, Rosia has now become a woman in your harem. The function to provide exp points from her will begin at 00:00 tomorrow.] [Ding! Have fun.] ... Midday. Lathel sat on the bed, beside him, Rosia hugged him tightly, her face still flushed but showing full satisfaction. One of his hands wrapped around Rosia’s shoulder, that hand was not idle, continuously teasing her two soft peaks. Rosia hadn’t slept yet, just lying still, feeling the warmth from Lathel’s hand and the wonderful sensation that she had never experienced before. Lathel teased Rosia while looking at the information panel in front of him. ... Name: Rosia Level: Level 1 – Mid-stage Beauty Score: 82 Role: NPC (villain) Affection Points: 88% Exp: 15 exp/s ... "System, display my information." Lathel commanded in his thoughts. Immediately after, another information panel appeared in front of him. ... Lathel Solvain Level: Level 4 – Mid-stage Luck Points: 5 Talents: Space: Rank S – Level 4 (+2) (0/32,000,000 EXP) Perfect Humanity: Rank A – Level 5 (0/32,000,000 EXP) Current EXP: 26,592,000 EXP Harem: Selvia Aqualis (legal wife, Main Heroine) – 67.5 exp/s Mira (NPC | ???) – 20 exp/s Rosia (NPC) – 15 exp/s Fate Plunder: 20 points (20 exp/s) Equipment: Celesthalis Unused Items: Future Sight Card (1 day) Rank B Assimilation Method – Lunar Petal (unlimited) Disguise Card x4 Diamond Ring (For NPC) ... Lathel looked at the information panel, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "Um... Lathel..." Rosia moaned, her body writhing as if trying to press herself closer to him, her face flushed, her lips quivering with pleasure. She opened her mouth, extending her soft and wet tongue, beginning to move it across his chest, then slowly sliding downward. That tongue started to serve another purpose, making Lathel feel delighted. "Is this really your first time?" Lathel teased: "You seem quite skilled." Rosia pouted, her expression sulky: "This is truly my first time. I planned to use it to seduce a noble or a high-ranking Awakened One, to secure a comfortable life." "Besides, women from low-born families like me have to learn these skills to survive in this harsh world." After saying that, Rosia opened her mouth, taking the entirety of it inside. Then... the lascivious sounds echoed once more in the small room. Two hours later, Rosia lay on the bed, completely exhausted, without enough strength to even sit up. Yet, her face still radiated joy and satisfaction. "You did very well!" Lathel said with a smile, his gaze toward Rosia carrying a bit less disdain. He reached out, his finger glowing with a mystical white light, touching her forehead. As his finger made contact with her forehead, the light quickly seeped into her mind. "This is..." Rosia was startled, realizing that information about an Assimilation Method had appeared in her mind. ’So miraculous...’ Rosia was so shocked that her eyes widened, looking at Lathel with utter disbelief: ’This kind of Assimilation Method doesn’t even require high talent to fully unleash its effects.’ ’It only requires that I’m a woman and patient enough. With long-term use, everything about me will improve, including my talent, strength, and even... my beauty.’ At this moment, Rosia was so overjoyed that her eyes became misty. She looked at Lathel, her gaze as if she wanted to devour him. Crack! Suddenly, the door to the room was opened, startling Rosia, and she was even more shocked when she saw the person who had just opened the door. "You are..."