RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

[Black Warrior Boots: Boots reinforced with ichor to withstand superhuman pressure and super harsh climates.

Price: 20,000 PSDP]

[White Spring Pants: Not only are they reinforced with ichor, but these pants also increase the user's speed by 1% and allow them to walk on water.

Price: 30,000 PSDP]

[Blind Cuffs: Though silver and beautiful, within this accessory lie chains steeped in the blood of over 1,000 tormented prisoners.

Bind and torment as you please.

Price: 300,000 PSDP]

Before coming to the Valley, I had pictured an exchange breaking out between Martha and the fallen knight.

Nothing too serious. I figured I would surprise her with my undead warrior, rough her up, and then capture her. I never expected the current situation to be taking place.

Well, that was in the past.

What was most important at the moment was that since Martha was proving herself unmatchable in combat, I could settle for capturing her rather than defeating and dominating her as I would have wanted.

A contrast to the silver bracelets that birthed them, the black chains each thick and sturdy phased out of the bracelets and, crossing the short distance between the knight and Martha, began binding her.

This move from the fallen knight had completely caught Martha off guard, and it showed on her face.

She had stretched her right hand out, probably to pull off some attack, but now that move was buried.

While one chain snaked around Martha's arms, taking them out of sight, the other wrapped around both her legs.

Within seconds, with her arms outstretched, the milf's body was bound in chains. The only part of her body visible, and it was worrying how she had but a stunned expression on her face.

Martha wasn't panicked. She shifted her gaze from the fallen knight to me, and then to the chains around her body.

"Is that your plan all along? Can those chains hold her?" Nadia asked from the side, her doubts clear on her face.

"Why would you..."

Bang...

I didn't even get to finish my words before there was an explosion from Martha's position, and it began raining pieces of chains.

My lips sealed, and through the debris that rose, I watched Valera try to attack her mother from behind.

Needless to say, it wasn't a successful attempt.

A step backwards and Valera, with a launched fist, punched at nothing.

The girl's mistake led to her losing balance and taking an extra step forward, this leading to her presenting her unguarded back to her deadly mother.

The fallen knight was already accelerating, wanting to stop the disaster it could see about to unfold, but it was too many steps behind.

Martha's right hand chopped down, striking Valera on the neck, and like that, darkness claimed the vigorous female her enticing body dropping to the ground.

Not giving up even after Valera had been taken out, the fallen knight ran toward Martha, a tall rectangular Roman shield appearing over its forearm. The undead's plan was to ram into Martha with it, definitely sending her flying away, but she tanked it.

The abrupt cancellation of the momentum which the fallen knight had charted led to a strong wind blowing, and Martha whose body was giving out a much stronger light from within her clothes became visible.

With a command from me, the knight disengaged, jumping away from Martha and retreating to my side.

Martha turned to me, interested in my next move, but I shook my head.

"Turn it down, you're releasing too much energy."

Rather than reason my words, the woman flickered out of my sight, my fallen knight having to swerve on its heel and stamp its Roman shield on the ground in front of me this stopping the claw hand that had been reaching for my neck.

There was a loud impact from the collision of Martha's finger and the undead's shield.

The woman remained standing before me after having her hand blocked, and unbothered, I looked to my right, taking in the image of Nadia's collapsed frame.

"Like I said earlier turn it down. You're releasing too much energy. We don't want to attract any nemesis, do we?"

"Send away your knight."

"Done."

As the words left my mouth, the fallen knight phased out of existence, appearing at the bottom of Psion in my mind, and I looked at Martha, who was taken aback.

There was a flash of caution on the woman's face, and she immediately took a step forward, her hand clamping around my neck.

Now taller than me, Martha fixed me with a glare that pronounced how much my life was in her hands. And unbothered, my right hand moved—and the next second was groping her right boob.

Reacting to my audacity, Martha tightened her grip, her actions making my actions still—but then my left hand was holding a shotgun, its muzzle pressed on the side of her cheek.

"I have a ton of means."

"Who do you work for?"

"Nobody."

Martha's eyes narrowed, showing she did not believe me, but I shrugged.

"It's the truth. And rather than keep being paranoid, you should pay more attention to the facts.

I am not your enemy."

"You expect me to just believe your words?"

"Yes, because if I wanted to harm you, I could have done so a long time ago.

Right now, what should be on your mind is how to save you and Valera from the current mess and I don't just mean from the government. Also, the eyes that know what you both are and want you for that."

"And what are we?"

"I don't know. I just know you guys are special," I honestly replied, a smile on my face.

There was silence for some seconds, Martha looking like she wanted to peer into my mind. And then she spoke:

"Kill you and all your associates, that is the first step in my plan to saving me and my daughter..."

"And then relocate with her to some isolated region, forever dooming her life.

Or perhaps place her somewhere she has no one to turn to and then run off into hiding."

Martha cocked her head to the side, waiting for what more I had to say, and I did not hesitate:

"Compare that to you marrying a billionaire and giving your daughter the life you've always imagined."