It appears that, just as in the game's design, even if one were a player and strived to level up with the utmost efficiency, it would still take at least three years to reach level 99. Presumably, the situation in the real world is likely to be much the same.

  One has to admit that the game's official developers possess remarkable ingenuity in crafting the game.

  Regrettably, there are no experience scrolls or similar items available for personal use in the real world. Such items do exist within the game, yet Kenley has scoured every store, auction house, and black market, only to come up empty-handed in his search for experience scrolls.

  In addition to the memory scrolls that can be utilized by Tia, Kenley himself attempted using a memory scroll during monster battles and training sessions. However, to his dismay, there was no discernible increase in his experience points, which was rather disheartening.

  Given these circumstances, it would be best to adhere to the original plan for leveling up... After all, one cannot expect to enjoy hot tofu if they are too hasty. Life must go on regardless.

  ...

  Kulsmatlin Festival.

  A luxurious carriage came to a halt at the inn in Deshalin Town.

  "Master, after passing through Deshalin Town and traveling for another half day's journey, we will arrive at Her Highness Guinevere's castle," a beautiful maid said as she draped a coat over a brown-haired man.

  This was a young nobleman clad in an opulent overcoat, possessing agate-like pupils that shimmered with an otherworldly hue. He hummed an unfamiliar tune, his countenance exuding an air of cynicism.

  He was Fox·Kurze, the second son of Duke Kurze.

  This time, he had journeyed to the Christophon Territory under his father's orders. The motorcade, consisting of a full eighty individuals, carried nine carriages laden with substantial betrothal gifts.

  And Fox was the central figure of this endeavor. He was to become Guinevere's husband who would move into her castle and be under her dominion.

  Moreover, the union between Guinevere and the Duchy of Kurze was a political marriage, a convergence and compromise of political interests between the two parties. After Fox and Guinevere were wed, any offspring they had would bear their mother's surname, namely, Christophon.

  However, conversely, Fox would possess significant decision-making power and autonomy. He could even take concubines, and Guinevere would be powerless to prevent or interfere.

  Currently, Christophon was the disadvantaged party on the political marriage's power balance scale and had certain needs from Duke Kurze. In the political compromise, once the two families were united through marriage, Duke Kurze would provide the Christophon family with the benefits that had been negotiated and agreed upon.

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  Nevertheless, since Guinevere was the future grand duchess and the sole heir, after her marriage to Fox, Guinevere would still hold the ultimate authority in the Christophon Territory. However, Fox would have the right to participate in discussions regarding territorial enfeoffment.

  "Finally, we've entered the Christophon Territory. I have no desire to squander my time in this filthy hick town. Let's make haste to Guinevere's castle. My dear Guinevere, the exquisite Guinevere, you are finally about to become my woman," he said, while roughly thrusting his hand into the maid's bra and kneading it incessantly.

  The maid was wearing a revealing garment, allowing Fox's delicate hands to easily reach inside. It seemed that this was not the first time the maid had been subjected to such treatment by Fox. On the contrary, she appeared to relish it.

  "Master, Lisa desires more," she said, panting softly as she leaned towards Fox.

  "When Guinevere becomes my woman, I shall take you as my mistress. I will construct a magnificent manor for you. Then, I'll gather Farria, Siska, Esther (a dozen or so women's names)… and we'll host a'splendid party' and indulge in the ultimate pleasure together," Fox said, his face contorted with a lecherous grin at the end.

  "Lisa will change into your favorite maid attire for you then. I assure you that you'll be pleased," she said, while running her icy little hands over Fox's body.

  At her touch, Fox immediately felt a rush of blood coursing through his veins. Unable to resist, he decided to engage in sexual activity right there in the carriage!

  Just the thought of Guinevere's ethereal beauty ignited a fervent desire within him. Coupled with Lisa's irresistible allure, her breasts, her hips, and her lips all held Fox in thrall. Unable to contain himself, he mounted her, causing the carriage to rock rhythmically.

  But just then, there was a resounding thud.

  It was the neighing of a horse. It seemed that his carriage had collided with something. The impact nearly caused Fox to lose his erection.

  "Damned hick town! Which imbecile with eyes in the wrong place dared to obstruct Duke Kurze's motorcade? Do they have a death wish?" he cursed, pulling up his pants as he swiftly opened the carriage window.

  "Marcus, what on earth is happening? Who is blocking the motorcade?" Fox bellowed, clearly enraged.

  Marcus, the captain of the escort for this journey, upon hearing Fox's outburst, promptly stepped forward with an obsequious smile. "Master, it's a heedless bumpkin who pushed a cart of wheat and crashed into the motorcade."

  "What kind of escort captain are you? You can't even stop a lowly bumpkin. Hurry up and drive that road-blocking peasant away," Fox snapped.

  "Yes, master!" Marcus nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice.

  Subsequently, Marcus turned around with a scowling face and rode towards the peasant on horseback. "This is the coat of arms of the Kurze family. Open your eyes that are clouded by ignorance! Blocking Master Fox's path is tantamount to courting death!"

  The peasant was so terrified that his soul seemed to leave his body. At the mere mention of Fox's name, his legs felt too weak to support him.

  In Deshalin Town, which bordered the Duchy of Kurze, few were unaware of Fox's notorious reputation. This dissolute young master was a well-known ruffian far and wide. He frequently beat commoners without provocation and often abducted beautiful women he encountered along the way.

  If a family had a comely daughter and she was unfortunate enough to be seen by Fox, they could only hope for the best. There was a nursery rhyme in the Duchy of Kurze, the general gist of which was that whenever Fox arrived, every household would shut their doors and the streets would be deserted, as no one welcomed Fox.

  "What are you doing? Get up and leave at once!" Marcus said, being relatively lenient.

  However, the peasant's legs were so numb that he was unable to move.

  "Are you deaf?" With that, Marcus extended his hand and raised his whip, poised to strike the peasant.

  But just then, a dashing figure materialized in an instant. With a sharp crack, the figure seized the whip with a single hand.

  "Beating commoners arbitrarily is not a trait befitting a noble," the figure said.

  As the figure lifted its head, anyone who recognized her would immediately discern who she was. It was Roland.