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Lysander stretched out her hands, slid them over Zhuang Sen's sides and thighs, grabbed the large Zhuang Sen who was thrusting rapidly, and began to slowly stroke him in coordination, while saying in a serious tone: "The most important thing is that she has been keeping it from everyone, making me miss so many times. Zhuang Sen, you have to have a good talk with her later."
Dantalian's lips curled up as she said slowly, "Indeed, Piper is still too young. He might not even be as tall as Johnson's Holy Lance. He's really not suitable."
Nia untied the last belt of Lysander's dress, threw the expensive dress on the floor, and said righteously, "Small size is secondary. The main thing is that little Piper is not fully developed yet, not to mention that Johnson's Holy Lance is so excessive. Even I can't last five minutes, let alone her."
“You’re both dwarves, Nia, you should learn from Besh. At least she can hold out for half an hour before fainting, although she’s been unconscious for a long time.” Zhuang Sen teased the little cutie, while Besh, who was lying to the side waiting for her turn, tilted her head, as calm as if she were not lying in a sex scene, but in a cold and stiff empty room.
Nia pouted and gave Zhuang Sen's bottom a light tap with her bare, white foot: "Hmph, you just know how to bully me!"
Lilith took out a bottle of her treasured wine from the bedside wine cabinet. She rose from a half-squatting position, her exquisite gauze dress flowing with her movements. Her beautiful body was faintly visible under the white gauze, and her golden forest was clearly visible. She perfectly showcased the charm of a mature and beautiful woman, and the sweet aroma of the fine wine was the icing on the cake.
“Actually, there is a way to help little Piper grow up faster.” Lilith approached Zhuang Sen, serving him red wine like a maid serving her master or a loving mother nursing her child. “It is said that there is a spring of youth in the Deherim Plains. If the old drink from it, they will regain their youth, and if the young drink from it, they will grow into teenagers. If little Piper can find it, it might solve the problem you mentioned.”
"Leon Territory also has the legend of Sky Island, but I'm more interested in that than the Fountain of Youth." Zhuang Sen felt no longer thirsty, so he stopped drinking water and resumed his sprinting speed, causing Celine, who had just recovered a little, to sink into the abyss of pleasure again, only able to groan and let Zhuang Sen do as he pleased.
Lilith's statement was, of course, a joke. The so-called Fountain of Youth was nothing more than a folk legend, with no evidence whatsoever. The Falau family had lived here for nearly a century and had never seen anything like it. Just like the stories of the Eight-Foot Lady, the Toilet Flower Girl, and the Weasel God who asked for a title that Johnson heard on Earth, it was just something to listen to for fun and that was about it.
Moreover, it's not as enjoyable as burying yourself in hard work.
But Piper, the little dog with excellent hearing, thought differently. Of course, she was young and somewhat naive, not stupid, and wouldn't run out to find some fountain of youth on her own. But she was the Queen of Dog Girls! Although she didn't have any dog girls to serve her, there were still quite a few dogs in Farau Territory.
It's decided, Paw Patrol, take off!
……
Before the Paw Patrol even set off, Seraphine had already led a group of people out of Dehermey, without even going to the warehouse to "rob" some rune equipment as Johnson had expected. Firstly, this was too different from Seraphine's usual style, and secondly, Seraphine didn't want to stay in Dehermey for even a minute longer.
Celine, oh, Celine.
Serafina shook her head, marveling at the subtle changes her sister had undergone, but being a "pragmatist," she quickly refocused her attention on the important matter at hand. She took out the [Shared Page] that Zhuang Sen had given her; it was now densely covered with a wealth of information, including several "secret bases of the Bloodline Cult"!
The most recent one... is it to the west of here?
Serafina raised her right hand, spun it in the air, and pointed it westward. The Red Dragon Guards, who were originally heading towards the capital of Farau, immediately changed formation and rushed in the direction Serafina pointed.
Before going to see her "good friend," she should bring some gifts, such as a group of cultists who conduct evil human experiments in his territory. The Falao family would surely be very satisfied with her gift, after all, she had risked falling out with her brother-in-law to help the Falao family.
In that case, the Farau family shouldn't be able to refuse providing her with some money to buy rune equipment, since she's helping them avoid being swallowed up by the Leon family.
As for the claim that Olco Farau was actually cooperating with the Bloodline Order and was planning to wait for the Bloodline Warriors army to be fully formed before launching a counterattack and turning the tide—what does that have to do with me? I have no idea.
Serafina thought of the witty remarks Johnson had made when he conveyed the plan through Celine, and a smile appeared on her cold face beneath her helmet, though no one knew it.
In short, the score-farming is about to begin!
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作者的话：进度更新：月票23/50，催更票14/50，打赏1600/5000
Chapter 234: Olko, why aren't you smiling?
Moore is a priest in the Bloodline Order, specializing in bloodline warriors. He has a dream: to break the monopoly of the nobility and allow everyone to possess the power of their bloodline. To this end, he works tirelessly, consuming more than a hundred test subjects every day on average. He has also pioneered several technologies to reduce the requirements for test subjects, greatly improving the versatility of bloodline warrior technology and reducing costs.
Even he felt the experimental subjects sent by the Farau family were a bit too extreme. Each one was basically skin and bones. The experimental subjects that the Bloodline Cult had ruined were stronger than them, and even the zombie bloodline individuals looked more like human beings. As a result, even he couldn't operate on them immediately. He had to let them rest for a while to ensure that they wouldn't die on the operating table, wasting precious materials, and also cleaning up the contaminated operating room.
Sure enough, nobles are all bastards!
The compassionate priest Mur clapped his hands, preparing to begin his work—after this period of treatment, a group of people had finally met the requirements for surgery.
However, as he changed into his surgical gown, a commotion suddenly erupted, accompanied by the faint sounds of explosions. This immediately put the battle-hardened Moore on alert. He grabbed a dagger from the side, bracing himself for battle. Sure enough, a guard rushed in, shouting, "Priest! An army is attacking us! They're flying the Red Dragon Banner!"
“The Red Dragon Banner? The First Princess’s people, she’s not Earl Johnson… Ah, damn it.” Moore was stunned for a moment. Although he was engrossed in his research, he wasn’t completely oblivious to other matters. He naturally knew that Serafina had come here and that Celine and Johnson had already made their official announcement. For a moment, he felt it was very absurd—weren’t they on the same side?
But he quickly realized that they were now nominally members of the Falau family, so it wouldn't be a problem for Princess Serafina to attack them. Even Earl Johnson wouldn't stand up for them. Furthermore, that old man from the Falau family wouldn't risk offending the Princess for them, especially before he had his army of hundreds of thousands of bloodline warriors.
Moore felt a headache coming on, but still managed to ask, "Where are Priest Nok and Priest Ritter?"
"Priest Nott has been killed, and Priest Ritter is dealing with... Aaaaaaah!!!"
The crimson dragon flames interrupted the guard's report. The ferocious dragon relentlessly pierced through the hidden underground base, constructed with mud and rocks, widening the originally orderly passageway, which could just accommodate two adults walking side by side, into a catastrophic hole.
The guards hidden within were no match for the dragon's swooping and crushing attack. They were crushed into the mud and rocks, turning into blood-red paint, and then burned to ashes by the flames. On the other hand, the experimental subjects who were imprisoned in cells, far from the passageway leading to the outside, remained alive.
Furthermore, Priest Mur, who possesses the third-level bloodline of [Frost Giant Elephant], successfully withstood the wave of dragon flames and immediately devised a reasonable plan. He prepared to use [Protective Frost] to create a clone to block the view, while he himself would immediately escape through the secret passage!
However, before he could carry it out, another burst of dragonfire erupted. Unlike the previous wide-ranging flames that swept across the entire passageway, this time the dragonfire was only a thin line, its color almost blue. It pierced directly through Priest Mur's [Protective Frost], burning him to ashes as he had just opened the secret passage. The test subjects, having escaped the dragonfire's touch, were unharmed except for their fear.
"It's over..." Serafina exited the secret base, transforming back into human form. Heavy armor replaced her dragon scales, encasing her body, which was perhaps even harder than the armor itself, concealing her exhaustion. Even for a red dragon, with only three awakenings, to consecutively unleash a burst of power and kill four level-three bloodline users who had only awakened three times was an excessive expenditure of energy.
It was only because the intelligence provided by Zhuang Sen was clear enough, even knowing how many high-level bloodline users there were and what their bloodlines were, that Serafina dared not say she could take over this base on her own... Although they were all inferior, any base could still produce four level-three bloodline users, and even more level-one and level-two bloodline users as guards. The Bloodline Order was truly more troublesome than imagined.
But that makes it even more important to seize the opportunity to eliminate more of these kinds of people!
After resting for a while and recovering, Serafina opened her visor and looked at the experimental subjects—the unfortunate farmers, shepherds, and merchants—who had been rescued from underground by the Red Dragon Guards, and casually said, "Those cultists have all been killed by us. You can leave now."
Someone boldly spoke up: "Sir, sir, may I ask who you are?"
Serafina didn't answer. She mounted the horse her adjutant had brought and coldly said, "It's not far from St. Gold City. You should be able to get back to safety. Let's go."
The Red Dragon Guards, who had been covering the entire field, quickly assembled and galloped off, leaving the unfortunate souls standing there bewildered, staring at the fluttering Red Dragon banners, unsure of what to do. But soon, as Serafina's forces disappeared from their sight, they finally began to consider their next move.
Going to the Holy Golden City was out of the question; these lowly commoners could never enter, and they wouldn't survive there. As for their homeland… they no longer had one. So, whether to survive or to seek revenge, they had no choice but to head in the opposite direction from the Holy Golden City, and the best option was… the Deherim Plains.
……
As dusk approached, Serafina arrived in Saint Gold City. The conspicuous red dragon flag prompted the guards to delay closing the gates. The commander of the city gate guards even rode out of the city to inform Orco Farau while personally greeting her: "Your Highness, welcome..."
Serafina coldly interrupted him: "Stop talking nonsense. I'm going into town to rest. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow."
What could the city gatekeeper say? Although he should have tried to buy time so that the Farau family could come out of the city to greet them, he had neither the courage nor the strength to resist Serafina. In the end, he could only lead Serafina and the others to the Hall of Radiance, which was bathed in the bright moonlight.
Serafina gazed at the dazzling, shimmering palace, like a silver moon on the ground, and nodded slightly. It was indeed beautiful, but unfortunately, it had fallen into the hands of a bunch of fools.
Under the moonlight, a group of members of the Farau family crowded at the entrance of the glittering Crystal Manor. Many were disheveled, looking as if they had just gotten out of bed and rushed over. But she had sent word along the way; she hadn't vanished like Celine. She had only delayed things by clearing out the Bloodline Cult along the way, and yet…
Oh well, they're all dead anyway.
Serafina donned her armor, spurred her horse forward, and the sound of its hooves striking the cobblestones was not loud, but it quickly drowned out the chaotic noise, making the scene somewhat more orderly. Olco Farau finally arrived, forcing himself to step forward and greet her: "Welcome, Your Highness. I apologize for failing to greet you promptly."
Serafina shook her head: "No, it was my fault for being late. I happened to run into a few groups of cultists. I didn't bring any gifts since I came here unannounced, so I went to help clean up the mess. I didn't expect those cultists to be so capable."
As they spoke, a Red Dragon Guard stepped forward, tossing out blackened, charred heads, though still recognizable. In the radiant light of the Hall of Radiance, Orko could clearly see and recognize several "priests of the Blood Goddess." And since they had all become like this, the various materials that had been there, and even those commoners who could have become bloodline soldiers, must surely be...
Thinking of this, Olko felt a pang of heartache, almost unable to breathe. But under Serafina's icy gaze, he forced a smile: "Thank you for your help, Your Highness. On behalf of the people of Farau, I thank you for your sacrifice!"
See, he should thank us.
Chapter 235: Hana's Contribution
As the first snow of early winter fell, Zhuang Sen had just opened his eyes when he saw the pure white snowflakes descending from the sky, covering and adorning the desolation of late autumn. However, Zhuang Sen only glanced at them before turning his gaze back to Dantalian and Nia, who were occupying his hands. The two adorable girls, one big and one small, had simultaneously clamped Zhuang Sen's hands between their soft, plump breasts. The difference was that Dantalian's extremely luxurious, mature, and voluptuous breasts not only swallowed Zhuang Sen's right hand but also pressed against the right side of his body, while Nia simply clamped her arm, which was squeezed and deformed by Zhuang Sen.
However, it wasn't just Zhuang Sen's hands that were being occupied. Bessie, the naturally aloof bear-eared dwarf, was curled up hugging Zhuang Sen's left leg, her head resting on his crotch because of Nia, her warm breath landing on Zhuang Sen's morning erection. And then there was little Piper. Although Zhuang Sen hadn't made a move on her, they had slept together, and now that Lyme, Mira, and Angela weren't competing with her, she nestled contentedly against Zhuang Sen's chest, her soft, bouncy face pressed against his chin, feeling incredibly comfortable.
Lydia, Lysander, Celine, Hana, and Lilith were left with no room to squeeze in, so they could only stick close to the others, reaching out to touch Zhuang Sen's face, hands, and legs. Sometimes Zhuang Sen even wondered if he should switch to the [Vine Girl] bloodline when he slept. With that bloodline, he could extend his limbs and increase his tentacles like Straw Hat Boy. Sometimes, when Silver Flower took too long, he would use this bloodline to prevent the others from waiting too long.
"Hmm~ Honey, why are you awake so early?"
Dantalian opened her sleepy eyes, not fully awake, and kissed Zhuang Sen's lips. Her action then prompted the others; being monster girls, they were all quite perceptive, so Zhuang Sen's face was washed with the lips and tongues of his wives before he even had a chance to wash up. Lilith even took the initiative, grabbing Zhuang Sen's morning erection and starting to suck and swallow it, which attracted the unanimous attack from the others. In the end, she was the first to taste Zhuang Sen's big erection, and she didn't finish until he finished brushing his teeth before being satisfied and having it thrust into his throat. Moreover, the final essence was released through Dantalian.
After a flurry of activity, the snow had stopped, and everyone dressed and prepared for work. Although they had arrived in Deherim, as lords and ministers, they had much, if not more, to do. For example, Dantalian would continue implementing the new laws of Leon's Territory in this newly conquered land, and Nia was selecting a new location and staff for the rune workshop, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the new dwarf girl—she'd rather stay by Zhuang Sen's side than with him!
The only one who could be considered relatively free was Zhuang Sen, because all those tasks were originally his responsibility, but after he delegated them to his wives, he had nothing to do. However, saying he was relatively free didn't mean that Zhuang Sen was only free; he still had things to do. Besides matters that required his approval, such as negotiations with the Bloodline Cult, which were things he couldn't do without, he also had to spend time with his wives.
He's got plenty of free time anyway, so why not spend it with his wife instead of slacking off at home?
So the monster girls, all dressed up, looked at Zhuang Sen expectantly, wondering who he was going to go out with today. Without hesitation, Zhuang Sen took Hana's hand and said, "It's snowing today, let's go see Hana and see what she's been up to lately."
Hannah blushed, but her eyes sparkled: "Darling, you actually remembered! I almost forgot!"
As the [Sunflower Anawen], Hana has gained a lot of knowledge about planting techniques through several inheritances. In addition to the cultivation and planting methods of some special plants, there are also some cultivation methods that can be used for most plants. Although they do not have the immediate and exaggerated effects of direct use, they can still increase yield and resistance to damage. This even includes the technique of "greenhouse cultivation".
Of course, it's the extraordinary version.
Regardless of the principle or implementation, this technology allows farming to continue even in winter, without worrying about the cold weather. That's why Zhuang Sen called Hana along; when it comes to farming, no land in the entire Leon Territory can compare to the vast, water-rich plains of Deherim!
That's why Zhuang Sen called Hana over. Hana had actually been busy with this matter for a while, and now that it's snowing, she naturally wanted to see how things were actually going.
Hana chuckled and hugged Zhuang Sen's arm. She was happier than that Zhuang Sen had chosen her today, because he had remembered her all along. She had even forgotten that she was supposed to check the greenhouse today because she was thinking about Zhuang Sen. How could she not be moved, even though she was gradually becoming more confident, she still couldn't shake her timid personality.
Hmm, if it weren't for the timing and occasion, she would want it too~ Hmm~
Zhuang Sen glanced at Hana's flushed face and gently pinched it: "Want it again?"
Hannah squeezed her thighs together and rubbed them against each other, saying, "It's all because you're so good, darling~"
"Then I'll leave?" Zhuang Sen said, his hand already reaching into Hana's collar, playing with her snow-white breasts, which weren't particularly impressive for a monster girl, but were actually quite large.
Hannah's face turned even redder, and she let out a soft moan. She automatically climbed into Zhuang Sen's arms. Her breasts, like hers, weren't particularly large among Zhuang Sen's wives, but by normal standards, they could be considered plump. Her shapely buttocks rubbed against Zhuang Sen's crotch, and several tendrils of flesh snaked out, unbuttoning her newly put-on clothes and starting to pull at Zhuang Sen's waistband.
What could Zhuang Sen say? Big Zhuang Sen jumped out and slammed heavily onto the slutty buttocks of Hana, the weak and lewd girl. Before he could bounce back, the green vines had already wrapped around him and pulled him into the tight and wet flower fairy's honey hole, covering Big Zhuang Sen with sweet nectar.
……
At noon, guided by Hana, Zhuang Sen, along with Bessie, Lysander, and Piper who had nothing else to do, arrived at the greenhouse area. Unlike the greenhouses in Zhuang Sen's memory, these greenhouses were not covered with white plastic film, but with lush green branches and leaves, giving people the feeling of walking into a forest. These were of course not ordinary trees, but were created by Hana using her abilities in conjunction with special magic potions.
According to Hana, in addition to providing shelter and insulation for greenhouses, they also have the ability to gather natural energy, which can better promote plant growth. So they can be used even outside of winter, but the improvement is not worth it compared to the consumption.
Inside the greenhouse, Zhuang Sen did indeed see rows of more delicate, verdant crops. Since it was still an experiment, it was just a variety of common crops, so it didn't look very impressive... Of course, that was for Zhuang Sen and his group. For others, it was nothing short of a miracle.
Indeed, quite a few people have bowed down and worshipped Zhuang Sen and his group after meeting them.
"It seems we don't have to worry about the food situation at all." Zhuang Sen put his arm around Hana's waist. "This is all thanks to my Hana, she deserves a reward... What kind of reward would you like?"
Hanna swayed her hips, leaned close to Zhuang Sen's ear, and said with rare boldness, "What do you think, darling~"
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作者的话：小铺一下。进度更新：月票27/50，催更票14/50，打赏1800/5000
Chapter 236: Execution, Nurturing, Harvest
Deherem, City Council Hall.
As a large city within a primarily commercial territory, Deherme has its own autonomous body, the so-called City Council. Of course, don't expect them to be anything of any importance, as their members are still nobles, wealthy merchants, and landowners—essentially all locals of Deherme.
The Doug family (Firehound), the Mishan family (Earthshaker), and the Stanley family (Drumming Gorilla) are important members of the city council. For nearly thirty years, the chairman of the city council has been rotated among these three families. They can be said to be the true local tyrants and uncrowned kings of Deherme!
Even Lilith used to have to consider the opinions of these three families, after all, they not only had second-level bloodlines, but also controlled a considerable portion of Deherim's assets, and each had a decent army, making them a very powerful force.
Theoretically speaking, if Johnson wanted to control Deherim the fastest and most convenient time, the best thing to do was to cooperate with these local strongmen. However, Johnson did not want the Deherim people to maintain their old organizational system, as this would greatly affect his reforms unless these families could accept his new laws. But even the vassals of Leon instinctively rejected them, so would these vampires of Farau accept them?
impossible.
So the only thing we can do is ask them to die.
Also, don't forget the still-starving [Tall and Dwarf Nest]. Putting aside the Doug family, whose bloodline is the fire attribute [Firehound], the Misan family [Earth-Shaking Earthworm] and the Stanley family [Drumming Gorilla] both have the earth attribute, which means they can be used as fuel for the [Tall and Dwarf Nest].
You died a worthy death, my friend.
Of course, since Zhuang Sen wanted to implement new laws, he couldn't simply behead them like a bloodthirsty warlord; he had to use a more reasonable method. Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult. None of these three families had clean hands; Dantalian and Lilith only needed to make a few moves to dig up tons of dirt on them, nailing them to the law.
Tax evasion, human trafficking, hoarding, wage withholding, murder, arson, rape, and kidnapping...
While it can't be said that they commit all kinds of evil, at least they shouldn't refrain from doing evil just because it's insignificant.
Let alone Zhuang Sen's new law, even according to the laws of Falau or the kingdom's laws, these three families would be at the level where nine out of ten would be killed and some would inevitably escape. But Master Zhuang is kind-hearted and can't bear to see others separated from their families, so he could only allow them to reunite.
……
At the gates of Deherim, in front of the [Land of the Tall and Dwarfs], the three families of Doug, Mishan, and Stanley, ranging from the 160-year-old who still bathed in virgin blood to maintain his youth, to the eight-year-old puppy who had learned to strengthen his maids and classmates, were all forced to kneel on this construction site that was being expanded.
They wept and wailed, they cursed and swore, they feigned madness, or perhaps they were truly mad, but Zhuang Sen showed them no pity. After all, those "lowly people" they had sacrificed had most likely done the same things, and they clearly hadn't spared the poor souls either. Some of the other nobles who came to "watch" were moved, but under Zhuang Sen's cold and merciless gaze, none dared to show it, fearing that tomorrow they would be kneeling before him.
Just kidding, no need to wait until tomorrow.
Unfortunately, after looking around, Zhuang Sen couldn't find anyone who had given a clue, which just goes to show that the nobles were really good actors.
Therefore, he was too lazy to wait any longer and began the sentencing directly. Dantalian held a thick book and read out the crimes of 1,327 people from the three families. Her holy and majestic voice easily overshadowed the noise made by these people. Moreover, for each person she read out, there were people who had been arranged to explain the details of the crimes in detail. This also applied to the ordinary citizens and farmers who had come to watch.
So, when Dantalian finished reciting the words and Zhuang Sen rose to summon the Holy Lance, the overwhelming sound completely crushed all the voices of the three families, leaving only the cry of "Judgment".
Zhuang Sen spread his wings and slowly descended from the top of the wall. A holy light accompanied him, making him appear incomparably noble and sacred. This scene was deeply imprinted in the eyes and hearts of everyone present.
And so, the Holy Lance was cast.
One, one, and another.
One thousand three hundred and twenty-seven people, one thousand three hundred and twenty-seven holy spears, pierced through their heads and protruded from their genitals, turning these bound and kneeling villains into statues that were both terrifying and sacred, as if they were repenting with their deaths.
The onlookers, amidst this cruel, bloody, yet seemingly sacred and undeniably shocking scene, were divided into two distinct factions. One faction consisted of the former nobles, wealthy merchants, and powerful figures—the elite. Watching the three families who had once dominated them being executed by Zhuang Sen like stray dogs on the street, they felt as if seawater had washed over their mouths and noses, seeping into their lungs, leaving them with a chilling, suffocating feeling. Their faces were almost entirely deathly pale and defeated, unable to utter a single sound.
The other faction consisted of the workers, citizens, farmers, and other lowly people. They all wore fanatical expressions, and as Zhuang Sen was called out by name with each death, they roared out Zhuang Sen's name and the titles they knew in increasingly loud voices. Their chants were not neat or accurate, but their vigorous and fervent aura made the faces of the other nobles of Deherim City grow increasingly ugly.
The only ones who remained calm and composed were Johnson, his wife, and their pet Lilith. However, Piper, Lysander, Bessie, and Hannah also felt somewhat uneasy, after all, this was practically a massacre. But it was just a slightly unsettling feeling; even Piper didn't think it was excessive, because the evidence against these people was irrefutable.
To these people, the monster girls only have one thing to say: May they die a good death!
As these people turned into corpses, just as they had previously fed the [Heart of the Snow Bear] with the flesh and blood of ordinary people, the [Live of the Tall and Dwarfs] began to absorb the blood of those with earth-attribute bloodlines within, using the [Pure Purification] effect of the remaining relics to devour it and transform it into new power.