Chapter 606 Angry Fred In the room, Ryan sat on the balcony enjoying a sunbath while looking at a small report in his hand.

Sipping red tea and flipping through the report in her hand, Eve stood beside Ryan, ready to serve at any moment.

Lucifer was extremely fast, and since the province of Palac was not far from the capital, he returned with Joan of Arc in just two hours.

As Lucifer and Joan of Arc emerged from the shadows of the room, Raine finished reviewing the documents in his hands.

He placed the report on the table, turned his head to look at Joan of Arc, who looked slightly tired but had an excited look in her eyes. Although he complained and worried, he eventually turned into helplessness.

"Your Highness, please don't make me worry like this again next time."

"The plague is something His Majesty can handle; why are you getting involved?"

Joan of Arc smiled and nodded: "I know, this plague appeared too suddenly. It's easier to treat it with me, the previous saintess, here. It won't happen again next time."

Joan of Arc walked up behind Renn on the balcony, placed her hand on his shoulder, and gently massaged it.

Ryan sighed, got up from his chair, and led Joan and Eve into the room.

Rein, who had planned to be intimate with Joan of Arc, gave up the idea when he saw how tired Joan looked.

"This is a one-time exception. I'll let it slide this time. Go take a good shower. You're covered in dust; you look like a little mud cat." Renn pinched Jeanne's cheek as a form of punishment.

Joan nodded and went into the bathroom. Eve followed Joan into the bathroom at Ryan's prompting.

Raine finished his black tea, placed the empty teacup on the table, and as a golden light flashed in his eyes, the space rippled slightly, and his figure instantly disappeared from the room.

Upon seeing this, Lucifer in the room transformed into a ball of black liquid, merging into the shadows of the room and disappearing as well…

Not long after, Joan of Arc, who had washed herself clean and was ready to get intimate with Renn, came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Her golden hair was tied up, and there were still faint water droplets on her fair neck. She looked as delicate as a lotus flower emerging from the water.

"well?"

Joan of Arc was taken aback by the empty room.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Eve, with her hair tied up and wrapped in a bath towel, walked out of the bathroom. The towel was tightly tied in front of Eve, as if it would burst open at any moment.

"Huh?"

"Where is the young master?"

Eve was equally puzzled when she saw that the room was empty.

Joan shook her head. "I don't know. He was just here a moment ago. He's probably busy now. It's such a pity. He was just thinking about being with Renn..."

Eve comforted him, "Your Highness and the young master can get intimate again tonight."

Joan of Arc nodded, her gaze falling on Eve's ample bosom, then back to her own small breasts, and blushed as she asked:

"Eve, how...how can you be so big..."

Eve chuckled, "Your Highness, everyone develops at a different pace, but it can still be changed later in life. Let the young master help you when he returns..."

...

Royal Palace.

Led by the guards, Ryan quickly found Albert and Fred sparring in a training ground.

The two stopped sparring when they saw Ryan approaching.

Ford wiped the sweat from his brow and asked, "Rayne? What's wrong?"

Albert was stronger than Fred, so he had less sweat on his head. He also walked to Fred's side and looked at Ryan.