I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 792

Chapter 5: Control of Bloodlines

Regarding the military alliance, Charlotte and the others had no objections.

For Xue Nuo, who desperately needed external support to contend with the imperial royal family, this alliance was a treasure sought but not obtained.

Leanna, as a member of the Magic Association, naturally supported the Sage’s intentions.

Charlotte was also quite interested in the alliance.

However, this was a significant matter; even for a princess, she couldn’t make the final call and needed to write a letter to consult the Lionheart King first.

As Charlotte said, it was merely a formality.

“Dad probably won’t refuse. He’s been unhappy with the eastern continent’s church for years and has always regretted not helping your mother deal with them.”

As for Nia…

With her head buried in her food, Nia glanced up and shrugged, “Uh, this isn’t something I can decide. You have to ask my mom!”

Unfortunately, the certain elf had no say in major matters and was still in the obedient child mode under her mother’s rule.

While Charlotte’s side was a mere formality, Nia genuinely needed to consult her mother.

Only Alice made a decisive statement: “As long as the master needs, White Harbor can always contribute fully.”

“Are you sure you don’t need to inform Lady Teresa?” Roy raised an eyebrow.

“White Harbor is weak, Lady Teresa will agree.”

The girl’s indifferent tone revealed ample confidence: “Even if she has concerns, Alice will persuade her to agree.”

The authority of the saint was evident, as if countless followers were waiting for a call to transform into real power.

Not to mention the followers, even Alice had Teresa willingly acting as her deputy in managing White Harbor.

At this moment, the little maid was indeed the true leader of White Harbor, capable of mobilizing forces, including the Saintess Teresa.

Feeling the saint’s might firsthand, Roy couldn’t help but ruffle her hair, praising her, “Just as expected of Alice!”

Alice’s authority instantly softened, her eyes narrowing in contentment, like a golden retriever being praised by its owner.

This made Charlotte and the others wince.

They couldn’t shake off a feeling of defeat!

Especially Nia, who put down her food—she felt not only defeated but also a deep sense of crisis.

The saint commanding White Harbor needed no introduction, while it seemed everyone else held some power.

Only herself—her strength was the weakest, her power nonexistent; she had nothing!

Looking at it this way, it appeared she was the most useless!

Not good, very not good! At this rate, she would really become the ‘green tea waste’ Charlotte joked about, lacking in everything but her chest!

Damn it, all of this was Little Alice’s fault; ever since she became the saint, everything about strength and influence had skyrocketed!

This wouldn’t do; she needed to work hard to keep up!

Starting tomorrow!

The elven girl fell into despair, her appetite waning; she could only eat three bowls before stopping.

The military alliance was no small matter; the details required extensive discussion, so there was no rush.

During these days, Roy had focused all his energy on training his bloodline.

To advance to a higher tier, he would need divinity.

Although the Reputation Points were linked to divinity, pointing him in the right direction, it was still quite a challenge.

Achievements aren’t something you just claim; it’s not like acing an exam guarantees divinity.

“Your bloodline enhancement is already fast enough. What you need to do now is stabilize your current bloodline level and become proficient in using your power.”

Rolyn’s advice made a lot of sense.

Despite lacking power, the valuable experience from the False King predecessor still proved useful.

Compared to the hope of reaching a higher tier, mastering current power as soon as possible was key.

Every previous enhancement to his bloodline level, Roy could soon wield with skill.

But after entering Sequence 5 this time, it was the first time Roy found the use of extraordinary abilities clumsy; it required substantial time to get accustomed to.

“This is normal. We just have exceptional talent, advancing too quickly. In fact, the stronger the bloodline power, the harder it becomes to control. History is littered with those bearing golden-level bloodlines yet achieving nothing, becoming indistinguishable from the masses!”

To familiarize himself with the new extraordinary abilities, Roy had no choice but to immerse himself in intensive training.

The protection of the False King was indeed stronger than his previous abilities, but it was also more challenging to control.

Entering Sequence 5, Roy could easily conjure hundreds of steel swords with the Shadow Sword Casting.

If he switched to True Shadow Sword Casting to conjure Dragon Tooth Blades, however, the quantity would be halved.

True Blood Explosion was similar.

The Iron Blood Blood Explosion merely activated his own blood energy, but True Blood Explosion needed to activate a specific semi-divine power from within his bloodline.

The Dragon Clan’s explosive power, the Blood Clan’s blood magic, the Sea Clan’s illusions and purification, the Phoenix’s soul power and resurrection…

Each type of power was incredibly hard to control.

But once successfully utilized, the power was astounding, making it worth spending a lot of time to get familiar with.

The academy’s practical courses were no longer helpful.

Fortunately, with Xue Nuo and the others as training partners, the intensive training made some progress.

The only thing Roy still found challenging to wield was the Bloodline Manifestation.

Roy could barely conjure the shadow of Iron Blood but needed a lot of time, and the intensity was far below what Sequence 5 should have, rendering it useless in practice.

Even consulting Xue Nuo and Rolyn yielded vague answers.

“Bloodline Manifestation is carved into the bloodline’s instinct; it’s not a skill that can be taught but more akin to an instinct gained through insight.”

“Your white-haired wife is right; this thing cannot be taught. Even if you reference others’ insights, you need to seek out predecessors with the same bloodline.”

Predecessors with the same bloodline? Isn’t that his own dad?

As a seasoned Sequence 5, second only to the Lionheart King as a national extraordinary being, Carl really could perform Bloodline Manifestation.

But he had already returned home. It wouldn’t be reasonable to summon him back from miles away just to ask about Bloodline Manifestation, right?

Roy regretted spending time lost in love in White Harbor and missed the great chance to consult his dad.

With no other choice, he had to write a letter to Carl for advice, wondering how long it would take for a reply.

Watching the homing pigeon fly away, Roy let his thoughts wander.

Until a gentle, milky scent and a silver-bell-like voice came from behind.

The golden-haired little maid brought over a cup of warm milk, concern evident in her voice: “Master, you’ve been working hard lately.”

He picked up the milk and took a small sip.

It wasn’t anything fancy, just perfectly warm and milky—exactly Roy’s favorite temperature and fragrance, which was enough to heal.

“It isn’t about hardship; I need to work hard to master my bloodline power early.”

“But today is the weekend. Isn’t it okay to relax a bit?”

As her words fell, the girl placed her hands on his shoulders, giving a massage.

But it was more than just a massage.

Soft and boneless, she hugged his upper body, her golden locks brushing against his cheek, accompanied by a faint scent of irises.

Just like a clingy puppy, trying to use its warmth to chase away its owner’s fatigue.

“Relax a bit…” Noticing the unusual emotion in Alice’s eyes, Roy’s throat involuntarily tightened.

“Mm, let Alice help Master relax.”

The murmur transformed into a soft kiss on Roy’s cheek.

The simplest healing from the little maid surpassed any fatigue-relieving potion.

But just as Roy was about to respond to this warmth, a series of cold knocks on the door interrupted his rising romantic thoughts.

“Sorry, Alice, this won’t work for now.”

Alice froze: “Huh?”

Roy squeezed her delicate little hand, apologizing, “I have a training session with Teacher Xue Nuo today; can I accompany you later?”

“…Mm, it’s okay. Master, go be busy.”

Watching the young man rise to open the door, greeting the silver-haired beauty as they left, the little maid remained in the empty room, waving her small hand, appearing a bit lonely.