CHAPTER 313: CHAPTER 179: THE EMPEROR AND THE PUPPET ON STRINGS (10K)

After dinner, when hot water was prepared.

Lynn let her go back to rest.

But now, that woman had turned into her likeness and entered Master Lynn’s private chamber while he was bathing.

As for what happened afterward, Kuisi naturally dared not imagine further.

But how did Master Lynn know?

Lynn spoke: "I guessed it. Don’t think too much, go back and rest."

Upon hearing this, although Kuisi felt a bit puzzled, she dared not ask further questions.

She responded honestly and bowed before retreating.

The castle hall was still bright, illuminated by animal fat candles and oil lamps, despite the late hour.

After a glance around, Lynn returned to the master bedroom and lay down on the spacious and comfortable bed.

Images from earlier surfaced in his mind.

Yaya’s arrival was indeed coincidental.

But it was within Lynn’s expectations.

Being someone with half-succubus blood, Yaya wanted to hide and live in this territory, the longer she stayed, the harder it would become.

Every household, every family in the town, is registered with their real names.

Even if Yaya constantly changed her appearance and hid among them, unless she assimilated with the townsmen to live as an ordinary person,

she would eventually stand out as an alien race...

Thus.

To survive or leave here.

The best way is to control him, the Lord.

Maybe from Yaya’s perspective, she had just escaped from the imprisonment of the red brick house today.

Anyone would think she’d hide immediately or seize the chance to escape into deep forests.

But she chose to be unconventional, sneaking into the castle today and used her charm ability to control the Lord.

Yaya’s transformation disguise ability is indeed very strong.

If Lynn were not so familiar with Kuisi, and without a text introduction panel, others would surely not guess Kuisi is the Enchanting Demon Yaya.

However, from the brief interaction with Yaya, Lynn yet felt the succubus ability was only so-so.

To be precise, Yaya’s ability was only so-so.

Besides transformation disguise, Lynn sensed a desire from physical instinct.

But felt no psychological allure.

Not to mention an uncontrollable urge to do anything for Yaya...

Is it because Yaya is only half-succubus blood?

Or is it because Yaya just reached adulthood and can’t skillfully use her ability?

Even if Lynn tamed Yaya for his own use.

With Yaya’s current abilities, sending her to a Great Lord or nobility...

It would just be sending over a succubus pet.

She certainly needs some training!

Considering this.

Lynn recalled his prior thought — using succubus abilities to control a Great Lord Nobility or an Emperor...

This idea sounded somewhat ridiculous.

Those who become Great Lords, nobility, or Emperor, are surely not ordinary people?

Throwing the thoughts out of his mind, Lynn gradually fell asleep.

...

In the blink of an eye.

Five days passed.

Early morning.

Lynn woke up early as usual.

He came to the living room, enjoying a nutritious breakfast.

A guard approached Lynn, bowed respectfully, and said: "Master, Colin wants to meet you. He’s waiting outside."

Lynn glanced at the guard, "Let him wait at the door. I’ll go after finishing breakfast."

The guard responded, bowed again, "Yes, Master."

After responding, he withdrew.

Lynn finished the delicate fried egg on the plate in a few bites and drank the chicken soup from the bowl.

Then he got up and went toward the castle.

Red, who constantly guarded beside Lynn, followed closely.

Lynn descended the stairs and walked out of Weng City to the castle gate.

Perhaps because the weather was getting colder,

Colin, hands wrapped in a thick wool robe, paced back and forth.

His gaze occasionally fell inside the castle gate.

A look of excitement was clearly visible on his face.

Upon seeing Lynn, Colin hastened his steps to greet him and disperse.

Coming to Lynn’s side, Colin spoke directly: "Master Lynn, the papermaking workshop succeeded in making paper!"

Despite the cold weather, Colin’s words were filled with joy and excitement.

During the conversation,

Colin moved his hands, took out a roll of brownish-yellow paper from his bosom, and handed it to Lynn.

Lynn raised his eyebrows, reached out to take it, and inspected it.

The paper, produced by boiling tree bark to obtain pulp, showed a brownish-yellow color.

The surface had some irregular fibrous textures; likewise, it had noticeable fine-textured feelings.

To produce paper in such a short time was indeed beyond Lynn’s expectations.

Returning the paper in his hand to Colin, Lynn said, "How many pounds of paper can the papermaking workshop produce in a day now?"

Colin pondered for a moment and said, "About twenty pounds."

"Master, you know besides me knowing how to make paper, before coming to your territory, those workers didn’t even know what a papermaking workshop was..."

Lynn nodded, "I know this."

"Strengthen their role orientation and training; the more they work and the longer they do it, efficiency will rise."

"The paper produced should be primarily provided for Tate’s school and Old John’s hospital..."

"As for other workshops requiring paper, they can be given based on need."

With paper, Tate could write down his knowledge on sheets of paper and distribute them to children in the school.