Chapter 342: Chapter 341: Dear Princess, You Forced Me Into This Chapter 342: Chapter 341: Dear Princess, You Forced Me Into This More and more skin under her neckline was becoming exposed, making Rose’s face turn red, unsure whether it was out of embarrassment or anger. Her skin felt slightly hot, and her body trembled gently.

Tears filled Rose’s eyes as she looked at Richard, still stubbornly insistent, shouting loudly, “I’m not afraid! Not afraid! If you, this bastard, dare to bully me or violate me, I’ll never let you off! The Black Holy Mountain Kingdom behind me will not let you off either!”

Richard stared at Rose for a long time, and the speed of the dagger in his hand slowed down slightly. He exhaled and squinted, saying, “Dear Princess Rose of the Black Holy Mountain Kingdom, I am now asking you one last time for a favor. If you agree, you’ll be unharmed, I can apologize to you and compensate you for your losses, and I can solve my problem–it’s good for everyone.”

“Not good!” Rose yelled, “Not good, not good at all! You this bastard, having provoked me, I will absolutely not help you!” Rose was incredibly stubborn, like a six-year-old child whose candy had been stolen.

“So…” Richard’s eyes flickered, speaking slowly, “So… would you rather be killed or violated than help me with a manageable favor?”

“No, just no!” Rose shouted back in response, which in Richard’s eyes was utterly irrational.

Richard felt somewhat helpless.

Sometimes, negotiating with smart people is easy because they understand the pros and cons and know how to avoid harm. But dealing with fools, or those who have been pampered and never faced hardships from childhood, is troublesome because they don’t think rationally, but rather emotionally.

Brains are a decent thing to have, yet only a few people possess them.

The Princess Rose of the Black Holy Mountain Kingdom in front of him clearly belonged to those without brains.

Capricious, arrogant, unreasonable, and prone to throwing tantrums regardless of the situation, she really was a headache.

Richard then stepped back with the dagger and moved away from Rose. He turned his back to look at the room previously damaged by Rose’s magic, observing the mess on the floor, his brow furrowed into a knot, as if he was making some decision.

Seeing Richard give up and retreat, Rose was initially startled but then raised her eyebrows. The tears disappeared from her eyes, the grievance vanished from her face, all replaced by triumph.

She raised her head like a proud little rooster and said, “Hmph, I knew it. You’re just trying to scare me, and you wouldn’t dare do anything to me! You better keep it that way, otherwise, I guarantee you’ll regret it! Okay, that’s that. I’m too tired to help with your favor, I’m going to sleep now!”

With that, Rose began to walk towards the door.

At that moment, Richard, who was facing away from Rose, spoke slowly, “Do you know?”

“Hmm?”

“I didn’t want to do this originally because it’s somewhat unethical.” As he spoke, Richard turned around and looked at Rose, saying, “However, I am now forced to do this because… Dear Princess Rose of the Black Holy Mountain Kingdom, you have compelled me to do so.”

“You!” Rose, seeing Richard’s somewhat cold gaze, tightened inside, her lips parting, “What… what are you going to do?”

“You’ll know soon!” Richard said, quickly walking towards Rose, grabbed her, and dragged her to the side.

Rose panicked, struggling fiercely, “What are you doing! What are you really doing!”

Richard completely disregarded Rose’s struggle, activated the Wind Force Magic Rune, enhancing his strength, and dragged Rose aside like carrying a small chicken. He then pressed her onto the only relatively intact chair in the room.

As Rose resisted and tried to stand up, Richard slapped her back down onto the chair with a “smack”.

Rose resisted again, forcefully standing up, but Richard slapped her back down onto the chair with another “smack”.

Repeatedly, Princess Rose became honest and settled down, because Richard seemed to only keep her restrained in the chair without preparing to do anything else, at least not what she had imagined.

In Princess Rose’s view, if he were to do something she could imagine, her confinement in the chair wouldn’t allow any of that to happen.

In that case…

Princess Rose looked at Richard and spoke out, “Hey! If your so-called ‘thing you’re forcing me to do,’ your last resort, is just to keep me trapped in this chair? If that’s the case, I’m not afraid. It’s just sitting, I can sit with you all night! At worst, I’ll just sleep when tomorrow morning comes.”

“Are you sure you can endure?” Richard glanced at Princess Rose and asked, as if there was a hidden meaning in his words.

Princess Rose did not grasp the hidden meaning in Richard’s words and huffed lightly, making a face that said “don’t underestimate me,” “What’s there not to endure?! I’m no delicate princess! Let me tell you, I am much more formidable than you think!”

“Alright then.” Richard said, continuing to hold Princess Rose in the chair, silently.

Princess Rose also stopped talking, and the two stared at each other.

The room remained silent for a long time, the silence prolonged…

After a while, the situation changed.

Princess Rose’s eyebrows furrowed, and her body seated in the chair twisted unnaturally.

Richard looked at Princess Rose, who immediately resumed a normal expression, as if to say, “I can keep this up indefinitely.” But as soon as Richard looked away, Princess Rose began to twist unnaturally again, eventually crossing her legs tightly and furrowing her brows.

Suddenly, Richard spoke, addressing Princess Rose, “Are you thirsty, do you need some water?”

“Not thirsty, not wanted!” Princess Rose shouted loudly.

“Oh.” Richard nodded, not saying anything more.

Princess Rose sat in the chair, continuing to twist unnaturally with her legs tightly crossed, her cheeks now flushed, even redder than earlier when a dagger had sliced open her collar, her body slowly trembling.

Eventually, Princess Rose could barely restrain herself, bit down on her silver teeth, raised her head and glared at Richard, demanding, “What… what did you do to me?”

“Have you heard of the ‘Small Dehydration Technique’?” Richard asked.

“No.”

“Then you’re lucky, although you haven’t heard of it, you’ve experienced it firsthand–what’s currently applied on you is the ‘Small Dehydration Technique,'” Richard said.

The spell cast on Princess Rose by Richard was indeed the Small Dehydration Technique.

This Magic Rune Magic, similar to the “Erosive Poison,” differs in that “Erosive Poison” generates toxins that permeate the enemy’s body, affecting their physiological state. The Small Dehydration Technique, however, makes contact to induce the body to primarily produce Sodium Salicylate, a diuretic substance, causing a certain degree of central excitement in the enemy, speeding up the body’s water cycle, enhancing kidney function, leading to strong and lasting diuretic effects.

Simply put, the Erosive Poison Magic Rune Magic is like giving an injection, while the Small Dehydration Technique is more like applying an ointment.

The Small Dehydration Technique requires prolonged close physical contact to achieve 100% effectiveness. In actual combat, it is difficult to achieve this against an opponent who is stronger or of similar strength–making the opponent wet their pants is nearly impossible. Richard had inscribed this rune on the No.2 Ring mainly to disrupt the enemy’s physiological balance, interfering with their combat posture.

However, returning to the matter at hand, against a considerably weaker opponent, especially one under control, the “Small Dehydration Technique” is still quite powerful, just like now.