He brought Leona back to the manor. The two maids were slightly surprised to see a stranger. They did not ask questions and arranged a room for Leona according to Morty's instructions. They knew their place very well and would not ask questions they should not ask.
After the two maids tidied up the room, Leona took off her armor. She was wearing a tight black suit and a pair of tight-fitting pants, which outlined her curvy figure. Due to the previous battle, her clothes were almost drenched in sweat and stuck to her body tightly. The two valleys on her chest were especially eye-catching.
This woman wasn't wearing any inner lining?
Morty looked at her full breasts and couldn't help but think of the scene with the succubus earlier. His eyes widened.
Fortunately, Leona did not notice his expression. After tidying up her armor, she asked, "Can you ask your maid to prepare some food for me?"
"I don't have anything else." Morty came back to his senses and shrugged. "There's only wheat bread."
Leona's face was filled with dissatisfaction. As the captain of the Royal Guards, she might not be able to live in luxury, but she was not so poor that she could not even eat a sumptuous meal.
She wanted to refuse, but the hunger in her body made her compromise. She nodded, "Then bring them over."
Perhaps it was because she was in a high position, her tone carried a hint of arrogance.
If it were anyone else, they might be frightened by her aura, but as a transmigrator, Morty was not used to her bad habits. He did not move when he heard her demand. He leaned lazily against the door and pointed at the room beside him. "The kitchen is over there. If you want to eat, take them yourself. Remember not to take too much. Otherwise, I'll chase you away."
Morty didn't have a good impression of this "culprit" who harmed his cornfield.
"You!"
Leona glared at him but did not say anything in the end. She ran to the kitchen and took two buns. Then, she returned to her room and slammed the door.
"This woman has quite a temper."
Morty muttered as he watched the closed door, then walked to the cornfield with his hands behind his back.
As expected, there was no corn left in the field. Only bare stalks were left.
Looking at the desolate scene in front of him, Morty felt a little sad. Although according to the Plant Cultivation Guide left by the old man, new corn could be cultivated in just a month, the corn in front of him was his first batch of plants since he came to this new world.
The gains that he had earned through his sweat and effort were wasted on a group of disgusting corpses.
Touching the silver coins in his hand, he felt much better. With these silver coins, he would not run out of food for a while. He could go to town to buy some ingredients.
However, crops had to be planted. Otherwise, the entire manor would probably starve to death with that pitiful amount of silver coins.
Sighing, Morty called for the two maids to pull out the corn stalks in the field and plan to sow again.
During this process, a pair of eyes had been secretly observing the three of them.
It was Leona.
She had been observing carefully, hoping to see some special planting process. However, when Morty finished his work and replanted the seeds, he was no different from an ordinary farmer.
Leona was a little disappointed, 'Could it be that he really didn't lie to me? The corn is just ordinary corn?'
No, it was impossible!
She shook her head and got rid of this ridiculous thought from her mind. How could ordinary corn be aggressive? It was such a terrifying attack. There must be something special about them!
Since she couldn't see anything different from the process, then there must be a problem with the seed!
At the thought of this, Leona had a plan in mind.
...
As night fell, Morty was ready to lay in bed to sleep after a tiring day. But when he passed the window, he saw a sneaky figure walking toward the cornfield.
Who was it?
Morty's eyes narrowed, and he immediately sobered up. He turned around and went downstairs, tiptoeing forward.
The black shadow quietly ran into the cornfield, not even leaving a footprint along the way, which crept Morty a little.
How could there be no footprints? Could it be that the black shadow w-was… A ghost?
Morty didn't dare to continue following. After all, in this magical world, anything was possible. There were even succubi! Who knew if there were ghosts or something?
The black shadow stopped in the cornfield and squatted down as if searching for something. Morty hid in a corner, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Soon, the black shadow only stood up and raised its right hand high as if they were observing something. Not long after, Morty vaguely heard a murmur, "Isn't this just an ordinary seed?"
Was it that woman?
Morty recognized Leona's voice. The fear in his heart instantly dissipated. He quietly crept forward, planning to catch her on the spot.
However, before he could get close, the black shadow seemed to have noticed him. They lowered their body and rushed into the darkness, disappearing.
Morty hurriedly wanted to chase after it, but the black shadow was very fast. He could not catch up at all.
"Alright. Running away, huh? Let's see where you can run to!"
Morty was so angry that he cursed. Then, he turned around and rushed to Leona's room. He knocked on the door hard. "Leona, come out!"
There was no response from the other side. Morty was even more certain that the person just now was Leona.
Just as he was about to break in, Leona's puzzled voice came from behind him "What are you doing?"
As soon as Morty turned around, the anger on his face instantly turned into surprise.
Leona, who was behind him, was only wrapped in a thin bathrobe. It looked like she had borrowed it from the maid. Most of the skin on her chest was exposed, and he could see her deep cleavage at a glance. Her long hair was wet and draped over her round shoulders. Her two slender legs, which were stained with some water droplets, reflected the moonlight as she stepped barefoot on the grass.
Looking at her face again, the blood stains from the day had already been washed away, revealing her beautiful facial features. There was a heroic spirit in her eyes, making her look charming with a hint of heroism.
At such a close distance, Morty could even smell the faint fragrance on her body.
Almost immediately, his body had a strong reaction. After a few seconds, he remembered that he was there to punish her. He immediately put on a straight face and said stiffly, "Where did you go just now?"
As he said that, he kept glancing at her voluptuous breasts from the corner of his eyes, and his lower body lifted his nightgown high.
"Where?" Leona frowned and looked down at herself. "Can't you tell? I went to the pond to take a bath."
"You didn't go anywhere else?" Morty questioned. He had clearly heard Leona's voice just now.
"Of course not." Leona was a little angry. She took a step forward and pushed him away. She walked into the room and turned around. "It's too late. I need to rest. If there's nothing else, please go back."
With that, she slammed the door shut.
Morty stood outside the door, opened his mouth, and finally shook his head and left. However, Leona's sexy figure lingered in his mind, and he could not get rid of it.
Her slender neck, beautiful white collarbones, round shoulders, fair and round thighs, and the deep cleavage on her chest made his blood boil. When he returned to his room, he could not help but hit himself. After rewarding himself, he fell asleep.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Leona heaved a long sigh of relief after Morty left.
"That was close. I was almost discovered."
The black shadow just now was indeed her. She thought that Morty and the two maids were asleep, but she didn't expect the former to be a night owl.
She took out a corn seed from the gully on her chest and placed it under the lamp to observe it carefully. However, no matter how she looked at it, it was just an ordinary seed.
Soon, she gave up.
"It seems that the real method is still with that manor master."
Leona muttered to herself, remembering the way Morty had stared at her legs in a daze and the tent that was raised high between his legs. A blush appeared on her handsome face, but soon, a hint of determination appeared in her eyes.
Everything was for the kingdom.