Transmigrated as Baron, Married with my Lovely Maid-Chapter 52

I knelt down, enduring the sudden pain in my forehead.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the world I saw seemed to change.

It was as if I had been transported somewhere, walking on a red carpet rolled out in the palace hallway.

I saw countless Ventura soldiers saluting me on each side, calling me "The Duke."

At first, there were only a few dozen of them, but gradually, as my surroundings changed, they grew to hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands, even millions.

This was insane.

Millions of Ventura soldiers in high-tier armor, neatly lined up, saluting me while calling me as ’The Duke’.

The Ventura soldiers approximately consist of forty percent of long range attack specialized and sixty percent of short range attack.

Geared with such powerful high-tier armor in class of Ventura rank, it makes no wonder they are the strongest human troops that can fight dragons and golems.

And finally, I just realized that I’m currently inside Duke Archer’s memory.

As Countess Azalea had said, the wine had reacted, and after we making love, the mechanism accelerated, allowing the previously obscured memory generation process to be presented clearly in my head.

With my memories, I could gauge the strength of Duke Archer and his army.

Millions of soldiers in Ventura armor.

Five war generals under his command were tasked with overseeing the three parts of King Bahamut and one golem that he had the authority to control.

While the King of Bahamut is separated into three parts, the golem that under Duke Archer’s control is a golem called Gaia- a towering and monstrous golem that being sealed by the chain of gods.

It amazes me that chained Gaia feels like a mountain due to its monstrous size and no movement at all.

And the fact that King Victor Dragomir’s armies can sealed a monstrous dragon such as King Bahamut and monstrous golem as Gaia made me realize that King Victor Dragomir army is the strongest army in the land.

Damn.

The sheer force of Duke Archer’s army was too overwhelming for me to face, even with one golem and one dragon in my squad, I’m not sure I can defeat them directly.

I know I’m the new challenger of the land, but for such bravery, of course I need a strategic planning to tackle the status quo.

It seems I need to employ a more strategic guerrilla movement, and inviting Countess Azalea, one of Duke Archer’s generals, is already a good strategic move.

Besides Countess Azalea, I think I can get Sheiza Aurelius to join.

If I succeed, I’ll have persuaded two of Duke Archer’s five generals to boycott Duke Archer.

A few minutes later, amidst my reverie, my consciousness returned, and my world returned to normal as Duke Archer’s memories were no longer in my mind.

However, I know I can reactivate Duke Archer’s memories to learn more about his power composition and develop a more strategic plan.

For now, I must ensure Countess Azalea continues to fulfill her role as Duke Archer’s ’wife.’, while at the same time build Vermillion army in term of power and capacity secretly.

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"Farewell, Duke Archer. I hope you stay strong."

In front of the magical teleportation gate that formed in front of King Bahamut’s sealed body, I saw Duke Archer preparing to return to his palace.

Countess Azalea looked as elegant as ever in her noble attire, and her husband was completely unaware that his wife had just made love to another man and was hurling curses at him right as he lay next to her last night.

I watched them both while activating my invisible skill with the help of my invisible cloak, which was very useful, as Duke Archer had no idea about my current presence.

Now that I think about it, half an hour after I finished making love to Countess Azalea, Countess Azalea woke up and immediately tidied herself up to avoid looking suspicious.

She even deftly replaced the bedsheets soaked with our love juices with fresh ones, and she did so while Duke Archer was still asleep.

Duke Archer had slept for quite a while, almost five hours, and he was completely dazed when he woke up.

Duke Archer didn’t suspect his wife at all, believing he was indeed drunk.

Judging by his reaction, it seemed Duke Archer didn’t even realize Countess Azalea and I were peeking into the memories hidden in his mind.

"Good wine, Azalea. I hope you can have it ready again when I visit you in seven days from now," Duke Archer said, staring coldly at his wife.

"Oh, I’m glad you like it, Duke Archer. I’ll be sure to have it ready again for you when you get here," Countess Azalea replied kindly.

I happened to be sitting next to Countess Azalea, so I could see that her smile was fake, forced, and not genuine.

Duke Archer simply stared at her and nodded wordlessly, then stepped into the magical teleportation gate.

WHUSSHHH...!

A flash of white light suddenly appeared right after Duke Archer entered the magical gate.

A split second later, the blinding white light vanished, along with Duke Archer and the magical teleportation gate.

It took five minutes before Countess Azalea finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I immediately removed my invisible cloak, revealing my physical appearance again.

"...see? It’s not that hard, isn’t it?" Countess Azalea said with a mischievous smile.

"I almost screamed and scolded you when you suddenly invited Duke Archer to drink that wine, Countess Azalea," I replied, frowning, still dizzy every time I remembered the moment Countess Azalea suddenly moved on her own, unplanned.

"Ohohoho...at least you got some good information, my dear Baron...and I also had such a hot night with you...I really can’t forget the moment your cock thrusting my pussy so deeply and quickly, far better than my husband’s cock that I even can’t remember anymore...", replied Countess Azalea while taking my hand.

"Yes...I almost scolded you for that, but since the information was so good, perhaps I should commend your crazy plan, Countess Azalea."

We both smiled knowingly.

But suddenly, the sound of armored footsteps approached.

Just as I turned my attention to the magical escalator, the man approaching came into view.

It was Alex.

"B-Baron Atreus...I’m sorry if I was so presumptuous...!" Alex said, still running toward me with a half-panic expression.

"What’s wrong, Alex? Just tell me. Don’t be shy," I said quickly.

"B-Baroness Cecile...is seriously injured...! There’s been a rebel movement from the Assassin group...!"

"What...?"