System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 915 - 278: Total War Declared (10,000) (6)

"Furthermore, Commander, with such a voice, Lord Lawrence is bound to have noticed."

"If anything should happen, just point the finger at the Commander!"

The two soldiers exchanged knowing glances and nodded in agreement.

Knight Commander Godfrey stood before the sturdy wooden door, his right fist clenched, and rapped sharply upon it.

Knock knock~ knock knock~

A resonant knocking sound filled the air.

However.

Godfrey noticed.

Apart from the sounds of bodies colliding within the chamber, no other response emerged.

A frown creased Godfrey’s brow as he knocked once more upon the wooden door.

Knock knock~

"Lord Lawrence, Godfrey has urgent matters to report!"

As his declaration faded, a low groan from Lawrence reverberated from inside the room.

It sounded like a final release after immense exertion.

A brief silence ensued within the chamber.

Then, Lawrence’s voice responded from within the room.

"Enter!"

Following Lawrence’s permission, the distinct sound of a wooden door latch being drawn back was heard.

The very next second.

The wooden door was opened with a gentle pull.

A slender, delicate female figure materialized within Godfrey’s field of vision.

Her normally fair, long neck was shockingly adorned with dense, golden lines resembling intricate blood vessel patterns.

The strange markings were not confined to her neck alone.

Her dark green arms and her elongated legs were also covered in these golden lines.

Indeed, the lines even extended upwards, tracing the contours of her prominent chest.

Her eyes, much like those of a wild beast, glinted with a faint golden luminescence.

Coupled with pointed ears and skeletal hands like a specter's grasping claws...

A firm conviction solidified in Godfrey’s mind—this was no longer human!

As the woman’s peculiar physique became unequivocally clear, Godfrey’s eyes narrowed.

He instinctively took two paces back, his right hand reflexively gripping the hilt of the longsword sheathed at his waist.

The woman, naturally perceiving his defensive reaction, recoiled in what seemed like panic, retreating back into the room.

Speech that was clearly not human emanated in a sharp tone from the woman’s lips.

"Don’t… don’t kill me!"

Witnessing this plea, Godfrey, without a moment’s hesitation, drew his longsword and strode into Lawrence’s chamber.

Following closely behind him was Danke, who had been attempting to dissuade the two soldiers, hurrying into the room.

However.

Upon seeing the two women, whose forms could only be described as bizarre, huddled trembling beside Lawrence.

Godfrey’s face immediately contorted into an expression of utter astonishment.

The heavy, potent body odor permeating the room, coupled with Lawrence’s somewhat labored breathing.

It was abundantly clear.

Lawrence’s recent energetic activities had involved these two peculiar women.

He was so immersed in his actions that he showed no hint of anger despite Godfrey’s abrupt intrusion.

Instead, he gestured enthusiastically, introducing them to Godfrey.

"There’s no need for such tension, Godfrey!"

"It is true that their current appearance is somewhat different from our own."

"This is because, after the intense activity just now, their blood underwent transformations…"

"Once they calm down, they will be indistinguishable from us!"

Absorbing Lawrence’s explanation, Godfrey’s brow furrowed deeply.

He inquired gravely, "Lord Lawrence, what exactly are they?"

Leaning back against the headboard of the bed, Lawrence’s arms were draped around the women’s shoulders.

His right hand moved subtly, his finger tracing a slow path down from the golden patterns on the woman’s neck.

Eventually, his finger came to rest upon the woman’s ample bosom.

Lawrence’s eyes, brimming with affection, elaborated, "Knight Commander Godfrey, they are not mere… things…"

"They are beings, just like us."

"It is said that a trace of the Siren bloodline flows within their veins…"

Godfrey’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief, his voice laced with astonishment, "Siren? Sea Siren?"

Lawrence offered Godfrey an approving nod, "Indeed, the Knight Commander possesses considerable knowledge, readily aware that Sirens are Sea Sirens."

"However, their distinction from typical Sirens lies in their possession of human consciousness and familiar habits."

"The sole divergence is their metamorphosis into a different appearance when overcome with excitement!"

Godfrey fell into a contemplative silence.

He was acutely aware of Lawrence’s established proclivities.

Had he simply harbored a preference for mature, married women, it might have been somewhat understandable.

But now, he had even begun indulging in these bizarre entities?

On the grand bed, Lawrence was about to speak.

Noticing a shift in the demeanor of the two women beside him, he quickly turned his attention towards them.

It wasn't just Lawrence.

Godfrey, standing nearby, Danke positioned at the doorway, and even the two soldiers present all registered this unfolding scene.

They watched intently.

The strangely featured women, with their prickled ears, gleaming eyes, and bodies adorned with golden lines, began to tremble uncontrollably.

Under the collective gaze of everyone present.

The peculiar physical characteristics of the two women gradually receded.

Ultimately, they reverted to the appearance of ordinary women.

Fair necks, flushed skin, and the pristine curves of their snow-white forms…

Lawrence, having witnessed this transformation firsthand, displayed a countenance alight with amazed curiosity.

He addressed Godfrey in a booming voice, "Knight Commander Godfrey, do you not find them truly astonishing?"

"When overcome with excitement, they morph into an appearance reminiscent of a Siren."

"When the initial thrill subsides, they slowly return to their usual state..."

"The crucial distinction lies in the subtle differences in their bodies compared to when they are not aroused..."

"It's as if... it's as if..."

Before Lawrence could articulate his thought, Godfrey interjected.

"My apologies, Lord Lawrence, but I possess no interest in the specifics of their physical forms."

"My reason for seeking you out is the dispatch of a messenger from the Marquis, bearing directives for both yourself and myself."

Lawrence's eyebrows arched, his gaze fixed upon Godfrey with a flicker of surprise.

"We have only just secured Spirit Reef Port, and Mark's instructions are already en route?"

"Naturally, with thirty thousand troops from the Sword and Shield Army engaged in the assault on Spirit Reef Port, victory was a foregone conclusion."

"Commander Godfrey, pray tell."

"What commands has Mark issued for us?"

Sheathing his longsword once more, Godfrey addressed Lawrence, who was reclining on the bed, with a solemn expression.

"Lord Lawrence, the war for Imperial Authority has officially commenced!"

"Marquis Leo Polk has declared hostilities against Marquis Duca."

"The Duke of Red Dragon has levied war upon Duke Cangyu."

"Caesar Carolin has declared war upon His Highness Mitchell."

Lawrence, who had been leaning against the headboard, immediately sat upright.

Astonishment was evident on his face.

Godfrey continued, "Furthermore."

"The Marquis has commanded us to defend Spirit Reef Port with our very lives!"