Legend of the Yakuza - 6

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Chapter Six: First Exploration of Amazing
Breasts. Pablodia, coughing up blood, stared at me with eyes of despair and hatred. His demon-headed sword drooped, barely supporting his body as he collapsed.
I aimed at Pablodia's head and brought my club down with all my might.
At the critical moment, a cold glint flashed across Pablodia's forehead. A blade, as dazzling as the sun, emerged from behind his head, heading straight for my chest.
In that split second, I flung my mace away to distract my enemy, then caught the blade with my bare hands.
The blade sliced my hands, drawing blood, finally stopping half an inch into my chest.
Pablodia's lifeless body crashed to the ground, splattering mud and glittering gold coins. Behind him, a slender woman, clad in crimson armor, crouched down, thrusting her sword upwards.
"Crimson Storm Lina!"
"Nice to meet you! Let me send you to your death." The female leader of the White Whale Gang drew her infamous Crimson Sun Blade, which resonated throughout the underworld, and attacked me with lightning speed and fluidity.
This renowned expert was not only highly skilled but also bold and meticulous. She had come alone to assassinate me during the melee, waiting until now to strike, intending to kill me and Pablodia in one fell swoop.
I was not only unarmed, but I had also exhausted most of my energy in the fierce battle with Pablodia. Just dodging was not enough for me.
"You are not allowed to hurt Elios!"
In this brutal fight, Little Jane had been worried about me. Seeing me in danger, she abandoned her opponent to come to my aid.
Little Zhen, always dressed in a black maid's dress, was soaked to the bone in the wind and rain. The dress clung to her body, making her curves appear even more alluring. The hem of her dress was torn, revealing a pair of dazzlingly white, tender legs.
Although Little Zhen was agile and always relied on quick reflexes to defeat her enemies, she was clearly at a disadvantage against Crimson Storm Lina, who was only slightly slower, clad in crimson crystal armor, and wielding the Crimson Sun Blade.
Protected by her armor, Lina only needed to guard against my heifer's horns, but the Crimson Sun Blade could not only slice through Little Zhen's soft skin, but with its power to cut through iron like mud, severing her limbs would be effortless.
"Pabodia is dead! We are the victors today! Let the enemy escape; there's no need to pursue them!" I shouted, letting my voice carry throughout the docks.
"Little Zhen, wait for me!"
After quickly bandaging her wound, I picked up my spiked club again and stood shoulder to shoulder with my beloved Cow Girl to face the enemy.
"Ellios!" Although facing a powerful foe, Little Zhen felt no fear at all, but rather joy and relief.
Mercenaries, despite their high professional ethics, had no reason to continue fighting in the face of their employer's death, and they began to retreat from the docks while fighting. As for the few loyal subordinates of Pablo Diaz who were preparing to take him abroad, they could only flee in the face of this situation.
With the change of the tide, Crimson Storm Lee realized that she had lost her chance to assassinate me and wanted to retreat, but I wouldn't let her come and go so easily.
"Go!"
I told Little Zhen to crouch down and charge forward, while I, with my imposing spiked club, charged forward to provide cover and attack.
Lina deliberately
met the attack head-on with her Crimson Sun Blade. After several exchanges, my hand wound bled profusely, and the intense pain almost made me scream. My sacrifice allowed Xiao Zhen to successfully circle around to the back of the Crimson Storm, which should have been the perfect opportunity for a pincer attack.
The problem was that there were twenty or thirty gang members who had come with Lina. When the men of Pablodia and the mercenaries turned to flee, they all came to assist their leader.
An enemy attacked me from both sides with his blade. I dodged their blades one after another. I swung my spiked club and struck the enemy on my right in the back, causing him to cough up blood from internal injuries.
Seeing the situation was unfavorable, the enemy on my left swung his blade to cover his companion's retreat.
Xiao Zhen, alone facing Lina, was also unable to defeat her, and she led her men to protect the wounded and break out of the encirclement.
"Are you badly hurt?" Xiao Zhen came to my side and asked worriedly.
I dropped my spiked club; my hands were covered in blood. Xiao Zhen was heartbroken and licked my wounds with her tongue.
I had no heart for further pursuit, so I left Xiao Yi and Mo Shi'ai to deal with the White Whale Gang. Later I learned they had been lurking in the sea near the docks, only joining the fight when it began.
"My injury is minor; finding Emma is the priority."
As I looked around for Emma among the dead and wounded, the first person I saw was Sheila.
"No need to look anymore, an arrow through the chest, instant death!" Sheila's face was filled with sorrow. Only then did I notice that her four bodyguards had been protecting Emma's body.
I didn't care what Sheila said; I wanted to see Emma's injuries with my own eyes. But Sheila grabbed my hand, shaking her head helplessly, saying, "She's already dead and her face is mangled beyond recognition; why make yourself even more heartbroken?"
I ignored the little witch's objections and insisted on seeing.
"The dead cannot be brought back to life. Focus on the future rather than the past. As long as I'm here, I can definitely create new great achievements for you in the underworld."
"I told you not to stop me! Didn't you hear me?" My tone was filled with anger.
"If you want me, don't take the corpse; if you want the corpse, don't take me." Facing the cold glint in my eyes, Sheila forced me to make a choice.
I ignored this cunning and despicable little witch; my heart was only concerned for my beloved wife.
"Let's go! Let's go! Go see your dead body. I'm not afraid to tell you, it was I who gave the tip that Pablo Diaz kidnapped her, and that arrow just now was also shot by someone I arranged."
Finally, I stopped and turned to face Sheila.
Bathed in the wind and rain, she remained as beautiful as ever, hands on her hips, chest puffed out, coldly laughing as she said to me, "Now you can understand how you felt when you lost Xiao Zhen! Hahahaha."
My anger erupted like a volcano. I rushed forward, ignoring the wound on my hand, and grabbed Sheila's delicate neck: "I'm going to strangle you, you witch!"
"You dare!" Sheila said, her face flushed and struggling to breathe.
"I am the daughter of Prince Kaguru. If you kill me, my father can definitely make you and your gang disappear from the world. I'm giving you one last chance. Let go and kneel down to apologize to me." Sheila, almost suffocating, still spoke harshly with tears in her eyes.
"Go to hell! I really regret being deceived by you."
"Don't you care about wealth and glory? Don't you care about your own life?"
"I don't care! I just want you dead."
"Cough! Cough cough!" Sheila's neck was covered in my blood as she struggled desperately.
At that moment, Xiao Zhen grabbed my hand, her face streaked with what seemed like tears or rain, and cried out urgently, "Ellios! Miss Sheila is lying to you, Lady Emma isn't dead, she's alive!"
"Really!"
"Of course it's true."
I left the coughing Sheila behind, pushed aside the bodyguards blocking my way, and saw Emma, covered in mud and with an arrow in her chest, still breathing.
"That's wonderful! You're alive, you're alive!" I hugged Emma tightly, overwhelmed with emotion.
Sheila, with two bloody handprints still on her neck, walked over to Emma and me and pulled the arrow from Emma's chest. Only then did I realize there was no blood on Emma's chest; the arrow had no arrowhead—it hadn't pierced through but had stuck to the spot.
"You fell for it!" Sheila gave a pathetic smile.
"Is deceiving people fun?" I slapped her across the cheek without hesitation.
"You have no right to say that to me! Can you honestly say you weren't just using me for my father's power?" Sheila completely broke down, sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.
"I'm spoiled, willful, and like to play tricks. I doubted if you'd ever truly liked me, even just a little, so I wanted to test you. And this is what happened. I'm telling you, even if I initially wanted to kill you, now I like you. Really, I'm not lying!"
Sheila crouched on the ground, crying like a child, while her heifer behind her wiped away her tears and comforted her.
As the saying goes, familiarity breeds fondness, and I wasn't entirely without affection for Sheila, but this little vixen was truly both lovable and infuriating.
The number of casualties in this battle wasn't high, just over a hundred out of five hundred. However, after counting, only eighty thousand of the one hundred thousand gold coins were recovered, but eliminating Perbodia early was still worthwhile.
Sheila formally proposed to me that even as a pet or concubine, she and the cowgirl should be given a proper status, and could no longer be secretly bed partners and mistresses.
Because Emma was struck by Sheila's magic arrow, she remained asleep until they returned to the White House.
"Brother!"
Emma screamed, struggling to sit up in bed, touching her unharmed chest in great surprise.
"It's alright! All the nightmares are over."
"Brother! Am I dreaming?" Emma's eyes were filled with tears, unable to believe she was safe.
"You're not dreaming. I've rescued you and killed Perbodia." Although it was the Crimson Storm Lina who ultimately struck.
"I thought we'd be separated forever."
With my comforting words, Emma finally managed to stop her tears. Emma and I clung tightly to each other in bed.
"Will you blame me for not switching you back in the first place?"
Emma remained silent.
"Of course I value you, but the underworld has its own rules. I can't let Pablo Diaz see how important you are to me."
"I understand. As the wife of someone in the underworld, Emma will try her best to endure." My sister looked up at me innocently.
With her hand still injured and her from the shock, I couldn't bear to bring up Sheila and Jane.
These past few days, I'd delegated all the gang's affairs to my subordinates and stayed by Emma's side almost constantly.
Once she had recovered and the wound on her hand had healed, I had to tell Emma.
"Emma, do you know Jane?"
"Honestly, how could I not know she's a servant in the house? Although she's a bit clumsy, she's kind and loyal."
"Can I keep her as my pet?"
Emma's smile froze, and after a long while, she said in a dejected tone, "You're the leader of the gang and the head of the household. You can make such important decisions yourself and just let me know. You don't need to ask for my permission."
Emma lowered her head and avoided eye contact with me.
I breathed a sigh of relief at Emma's reaction; I had thought she would react more strongly.
"You're such a good wife!" Feeling guilty and apologetic, I kissed Emma on the cheek.
I understood that Emma was unhappy and unwilling, but I could cheer her up in a few days when she was in a better mood. So I took this opportunity to tell her about Sheila as well.
Emma remained sullen until bedtime that night.
I was awakened by a gust of cold wind in the middle of the night. I then realized Emma was no longer in bed; the balcony door was open, and snow was blowing in from outside. A faint sobbing sound drifted closer.
I got up and went out onto the balcony. The sky was blanketed in white snow, and Emma was standing alone in the garden, weeping. I was shocked and quickly grabbed Emma's clothes, rushing into the garden.
My petite, slender sister was wearing a thin, gossamer-like nightgown, standing barefoot and helpless in the biting wind. Seeing Emma like this, my heart ached as if it were being torn apart.
"Brother… Waaah… Brother… Waaah…"
"Don't cry! Put on your clothes!" I brushed the frost off Emma's shoulders.
Emma looked up at me as if waking from a dream; her shivering appearance filled me with immense tenderness.
"Brother, do you still love me?"
"Of course."
"Is it me you love the most?"
"Yes!"
Two lines of clear tears streamed down her beautiful eyes.
"That's enough." Emma wiped away her tears and threw herself into my arms, hugging me tightly.
"Actually, I had already guessed a bit, but I just didn't want to believe it. But...but...but it doesn't matter anymore, I just want you to belong to me alone at this moment."
Emma took off her nightgown and held me naked in the snow.
"Brother's body is so warm, if only we could stay together forever."
My heart was filled with apology and shame. I placed my hands on Emma's frozen but tender back and buttocks, feeling like a sinner who had caused my beloved sister and wife so much pain.
Emma offered her red lips, and I lowered my head to kiss her. Her lips were cold, overflowing with the salty taste of tears, but Emma boldly, even wildly, thrust her tongue in, intertwining it with mine, as if trying to melt me.
"Brother...brother...brother...please love me! Right here..."
Responding to my sister's love, I ignored the cold, hard ground and pressed the naked Emma down onto the snow-covered ground.
The pure, pristine white snow made Emma's naked body even more beautiful than snow itself.
Emma impatiently unbuttoned my pants, grasping my semi-excited penis as if it were a precious treasure, while I entered a fully erect state under the grasp of her smooth, cold fingers.
Next, she immediately wanted to insert my penis into her mysterious flower.
"No need to be in such a hurry, it's not wet yet!" Just as I was about to bend down to give Emma oral sex, she gritted her teeth and picked up some fresh snow from the ground, stuffing it into her flower. Inserting cold snow into that tender, warm place made her shiver all over and her lips turn white. "You..."
Emma was usually gentle and lovely, but when it came to important matters, she was a person who insisted on her own opinions and was very strong-willed and unwilling to compromise. Chapter Five: The Tempting Promise. She was jealous of Little Jane and Sheila, using our sexual encounters to suppress her inner unease. Looking back, considering Emma's personality, it was incredibly lucky that she didn't run away or commit suicide, but instead agreed to take Little Jane and Sheila as concubines. Heartbroken, I repeatedly kissed her cheeks and red lips, saying, "Forgive me, your lustful brother!"

"Brother..." Emma cried, tears streaming down her face.
After the ice inside her flower cave melted, I thrust in wildly. At that moment, I felt that what Emma needed was less gentleness and more a brutal, passionate possession.
"Ah..." Emma cried out loudly.
The low temperature inside her flower cave made me shudder, contrasting sharply with the tender, tight walls of her flesh.
This cool, icy pleasure unexpectedly stimulated me greatly.
I raised one of Emma's legs, inserting myself in a side position. I thrust all the way in, then withdrew and continued my relentless assault.
Emma moaned excitedly beneath me, her pale face gradually turning rosy.
Emma not only actively raised her hips to meet my thrusts but also continuously contracted her flower cave, giving me even greater pleasure.
Amid Emma's joyful cries, I rode to the very end of her flower cave, until I erupted inside.
"Ahhhhhhh..."
Emma's brows furrowed, her face flushed, her bare feet tightly wrapped around my waist until she climaxed.
After a short rest, Emma took the initiative to push me down to the ground, slowly moving on top of me in a riding position, of course, my penis never leaving her body.
With a sad and loving expression, Emma gently stroked my face with one hand.
"Brother... Father had many villas in the suburbs before he passed away. After this is over, I will leave here immediately and live in the suburbs."
I was shocked to hear this.
"Don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Emma was intoxicated by the pleasure of lovemaking, but at the same time, her tone contained a hint of anger as she said, "I know there is a wife-swapping club among nobles. If you are willing to join me, I will no longer be angry."
"Don't talk nonsense! How can I let others play with my woman?"
A cruel sense of vengeful pleasure appeared on Emma's face, and she smiled bitterly, "So you should understand how I feel right now, brother."
Understanding is one thing, reality is another. In this world, women should accept the fact that men have multiple wives and concubines. It's okay for wives and concubines to occasionally be jealous of each other. How could Emma think like that? Men and women have different statuses.
"Don't go! Please stay!" I cried, clutching Emma's breasts with a pleading expression.
"I want to stay with my brother, but I just can't accept that there are two other women sharing him with me."
"My brother still loves me, cherishes me, and values me. I'm so happy!" Emma took my hand and placed it inside her flower-like opening, which was already filled with the thick penis. She filled the overflowing peach blossom with a satisfied expression. "
My brother's penis is so thick! And his fingers are so good at teasing. This was punishment back then! Punishment for me, punishment for my brother."
"After we get there, don't mention making love like this. I won't see my brother, and I won't accept your letters. Just pretend I'm dead!"
"No! I won't let you go. Even if I have to whip you and lock you up, I won't let you go!" I shouted furiously.
"So, brother, do you love me? As long as you stop seeing Xiao Zhen and that Sheila, you can lock me up and whip me every day and night."
I only now realize that compared to that traitor, Pablo Diaz, and that vile woman, Nora, Emma, as the daughter, is the most difficult to deal with.
"Please don't force me like this." I swallowed my pride and dignity and pleaded with Emma.
At this moment, Emma not only quickened the twisting of her slender waist but also actively tightened her garden to enhance my pleasure.
"If you can't bear the punishment of being separated from me, not being able to make love with me, and not being able to see me every day, then abandon those two women and come to the villa to pick me up! I love you too, brother, and I will never change my heart, but I just can't accept the world's thinking. Why must a woman accept that her husband has other concubines and mistresses? I am also punishing myself, punishing my jealous heart that I can't let go of by separating from you."
Tears flowed from Emma's beautiful eyes like broken kites. She thrust her waist and twisted her hips against me, bringing an immediate sensual stimulation.
I didn't want to ejaculate; I wanted to freeze time. But there's a limit to endurance. That tingling, sore, and hot-and-cold pleasure, coupled with Emma's relentless teasing, was too much for me.
"Ahhhhhh..." Emma, with a satisfied expression, endured my second climax inside her.
After it was all over, Emma, though her face was full of sorrow, acted resolutely and swiftly, quickly returning to the White House to pack her clothes and immediately instructing the servants to prepare for departure.
No matter how I threatened or tempted her, she refused to give up her decision.
As the leader of a gang, even if Emma didn't want to, I could simply lock her in the basement. But it was because I loved her that I indulged her, and I couldn't bring myself to force her to stay. I didn't want to keep only her body; I also wanted her to accept my polygamous lifestyle.
After she boarded the carriage, I was still thinking of ways to keep her, but I just couldn't come up with anything.
"Don't go!" I, who had never taken murder and arson seriously, now begged my wife to stay, my voice trembling with tears.
"I'm not abandoning my brother, I still love you deeply! Brother Elios, but please forgive my willfulness. And I beg you for Mother's sake too."
Emma cunningly pleaded for her wicked mother at this moment, and I had no way to refuse.
"Emma..." I was overwhelmed with emotions but couldn't say anything else, just watching the carriage drive away, Emma's figure gradually shrinking outside the window.
Emma's figure gradually disappeared from my sight, leaving me alone on the cold street, feeling incredibly empty and lonely.
I cried out to the sky, filled with resentment, "Ahhh..."
This situation was the result of my own choices. Now I could only helplessly accept reality, even though I was so unwilling.
At this moment, a pair of gentle, jade-like hands draped a cloak over my shoulders.
"Little Jane..."
Little Jane stood behind me, her eyes brimming with tears, and not far away was her former master, Sheila.
"It's all Zhen's fault, that's why Mrs. Emma left."
"Don't blame yourself! Emma will accept you someday."
I gently patted Zhen's shoulder. In this moment of losing Emma, I desperately needed comfort. Right now, all I wanted to do was sleep on the heifer's breast with a regretful heart for one night.
"That wicked woman who stole someone else's husband, how come she came so quickly?" I vented my unhappiness to Sheila. Rather than resting my head on Zhen's breast, my second thought was to strip the clothes off this vixen heiress in front of me and whip her bare, petite buttocks to vent my resentment. If it weren't for Sheila's father, I could have kept Zhen as my mistress, hiding it from Emma.
"This shouldn't be a man's place to criticize a man who's cheating on his wife."
Sheila pouted her cherry lips in dissatisfaction.
Men have many flaws, one of which is that they are unfaithful themselves but blame their mistresses. I think Sheila is partly responsible for how Emma and I have ended up.
"Miss Sheila bought the house next to the White House to live in. I saw Elios arguing with the lady and couldn't think of a solution, so I went to her for help," the obedient little heifer quickly explained.
"You knew Emma would leave, didn't you? You even bought a house next door." For some reason, I grew increasingly angry, feeling that Shira was largely to blame for things ending up like this.
The dark-skinned woman said coldly, "You've already made up your mind. No matter what I say, you still think I'm a wicked woman deliberately trying to separate you two."
"That's so unfair! We both had affairs, but you can think Jane is completely innocent, while I'm labeled a treacherous and malicious woman who deliberately drove a wedge between you and your wife."
Hearing Shira's words, my rising anger subsided. I was the one who actively sought Jane; if there was any fault, it was mine. But Shira was different. I hadn't originally intended to have her. Half of our relationship was due to her initiative, so if there was any fault, she naturally had to share more than half the responsibility.
"Is there any fairness or unfairness in the world? Why is Xiao Zhen an abandoned baby on the street, while you are the princess of a prince?"
"Xiao Zhen is a gentle, pitiful, big-breasted beauty, and I love you with all my heart. But it's different with you. Seeing you, this wicked, beautiful, and powerful woman, I just like to whip and torture you, I just want to pin you down like a bitch and fuck you hard. What? If you're not satisfied, go back to your father's place. Otherwise, if you want to stay by my side, wash your little bottom clean and wait for me to whip it hard."
"You…you are utterly shameless!" Sheila stood up, her face flushed, and ran into the white house, probably really preparing to wash her little bottom clean for me to whip!
Perhaps out of inferiority, I always had a doubt: why did Sheila choose me among so many men? No! She was originally a lesbian; I should say, why did she choose me among so many women? Perhaps it should be said that Sheila is bisexual, not a lesbian; she simply didn't find a suitable partner because she lacked male rivals.
Based on her aristocratic reserve, Sheila never actively asked me to discipline her, but when I did, her reaction was surprisingly good. Who else but me would dare rape her, steal her woman, and then punish her with a whip?
"You little vixen! You dare to run away? See how I punish you after I catch you!"
After dealing with Pablodia, I finally completed the great task of unifying the Lafran gang. However, it took far too long. Before my father's death, the underworld of the capital was dominated by the Lafran gang and the White Whale gang, each having formed alliances with seven or eight medium-sized gangs to fight against each other. Now, although the Lafran gang has reunified, under the management and attacks of the White Whale gang, former allies have either been swallowed up or switched sides to the White Whale gang's alliance.
And I have even greater ambitions: to unify all the gangs in the capital and control all criminal activities.
But I face two major problems. First, there is a formidable enemy at hand; the White Whale gang, including its allies, has more than twice the strength and numbers of the Lafran gang. Secondly, both sides rely on Prince Kaguru as their backer. Given the current situation, which side will this powerful figure choose, or will he force us to cease hostilities?
Kaguru's decision is to arrange negotiations between our two sides. Considering the current situation, Elia and I discussed various strategies for peace and war against the White Whale Gang.
Elia, still dressed in all black, seemed unable to recover from the grief of her father's death.
"If we were to confront the White Whale Gang head-on, we would be at a disadvantage in terms of both manpower and resources," I said, looking troubled, reclining on a large chair in Elia's house. "
It doesn't necessarily have to end in war. If Prince Kaguru intervenes, both you and Lina of the White Whale Gang's Crimson Storm will have to make peace!"
Elia's words of comfort didn't bring me joy. Because what I wanted wasn't peace, but victory.
As Prince Kaguru's prospective son-in-law, he should support my efforts to unify the underworld. However, my expectations were not the same as reality.
"I don't want to negotiate. Actually, what I want to do most is to act first and ask for permission later, and kill Crimson Storm Lina in one fell swoop. Then Kaguru won't be able to support me even if he wants to."
"If you do that, you will offend Prince Kaguru. Even if he lets you go because of Sheila, he won't give you any benefits in the future, and it may even affect your long-term cooperation." "
It seems that I still have to go once. I can only hope that the negotiations break down and Kaguru lets us fight each other until a winner is determined."
"How is Emma doing now?" Elia turned the topic to Emma and me.
"She ran off to live in seclusion in the mountains, telling me not to look for her unless I give up on Xiao Zhen and Sheila."
"Are you going to abandon Emma for Sheila's power and benefits?"
"I'm the one who's being abandoned!"
I naturally took Elia's slender fingers and said, "I'm making an exception for you today, allowing you to drink to your heart's content with me, without having to sneak around drinking."
Elia looked embarrassed and angrily said, "Don't make me sound like a female drunkard."
Although she said that, Elia happily fetched a bottle of wine and two glasses. She then poured herself a full glass.
"Cheers!"
Watching her drink heartily, I didn't want to be left behind and drank a glass too.
If life has any meaning for me now, besides the pursuit of power and wealth, it's only the pursuit of beauty, even though I was just abandoned by Emma for that.
Rather than pouring myself a drink, I tried harder to get Elia drunk, but she had a surprisingly high tolerance. She downed an entire cork and was only about three-tenths drunk, her cheeks slightly flushed, still seven-tenths sober.
I'd been pursuing Elia for a while, but she'd always maintained a distant attitude. Now, having lost Emma, I wanted her even more as compensation. Especially since she was my father's other mistress.
"Why do you always keep people at arm's length!" I said, placing my hand on Elia's thigh.
"Seeing you so heartbroken over losing your father, I wanted to comfort you in his place." Stroking her smooth, creamy skin, my desire surged.
Elia smiled sweetly and kissed me lightly on the cheek.
"You really are like your father, full of ambition and domineering spirit, and very masculine charm. But we can't be together..."
"Why?" I pushed Elia down onto the bench, placing my hands on her shoulders and raising my voice.
"Let go of me!" Elia cried out in a startled voice.
"Is it because you still miss my father?"
"That's one reason." Elijah, now calmer, gently stroked my face.
"Are there any other reasons?"
"I can't bear to see Emma suffer any more."
Hearing this, my agitated emotions subsided. I said with a touch of melancholy, "You don't know her." "
I've been secretly helping you all along, and besides, she's your father Balfour Lafran's daughter, though not related by blood."
I desperately wanted to possess Elijah. If her reason for rejecting me was only because of my father, I would have done it regardless. But with Emma added to the mix, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Why can't you understand me! My beloved Emma.
"You're such a cruel woman! If that's the case, why didn't you reject me decisively from the beginning? Why did you keep giving me a glimmer of hope?" "
Because I'm also a person of flesh and blood! I don't know when it started, but little by little, I've come to like you. "
" I can't forget your father, but I'm also lonely and need someone to comfort my empty heart. Actually, as long as there's no physical relationship, it's fine. We can be like those teenagers, simply having a spiritual love."
"Would you be satisfied with that?"
Elijah must be almost thirty; I don't believe she'd be content with just a purely spiritual relationship. Love without sex is like plain water—tasteless.
"Sure! I can masturbate while thinking about you, and if your imagination isn't strong enough, I can even give you my underwear."
Faced with this temptation, and those affectionate eyes, my heart was pounding, and I really wanted to agree.
"I think I can try..."
"That's wonderful! I can love you without worrying about hurting Emma." Elijah shed tears of emotion.
"You don't need to cry!"
"Because I'm so happy!" I wiped the tears from the corners of Elijah's eyes.
"Then masturbate in front of me first."
"Why are you asking me to do this right away? That's so embarrassing."
"You're not a little girl anymore, this is basic."
"Are you disgusted by my age?"
"How could I?" I gently kissed Aria's cheeks, which were as red as the morning sun.
Aria, like a teenage girl, lowered her head shyly and said, "You promised me we wouldn't have any physical relationship, at most only kissing and holding hands, nothing more."
"Mmm!"
"Go up to the bedroom and wait a bit."
I went to Aria's bedroom first, lying on the large bed filled with her fragrance, imagining Aria masturbating.
Soon after, Aria came in with a cucumber.
I stared dumbfounded at the green plant and Aria's flushed, ashamed, and shy face.
"I'm not a little girl anymore, but fingers... fingers alone can't satisfy me." Aria lowered her head shyly, avoiding my gaze.
Beside me, Aria's breathing became noticeably rapid; she was clearly aroused.
Faced with this situation, I found it hard to believe it was real. It was even more unrealistic than a one-night stand with Elijah. Although she wasn't a virgin, masturbating naked in front of others was far more shameful than regular sex. Yet Elijah preferred this to physical intimacy, which seemed incredibly strange to me.
"You really would rather have that cucumber than me?"
"It's not about cucumbers. Why are you saying such embarrassing things? I... because as long as we don't have sex, we're still innocent."
How innocent could this be? I seriously doubted whether my father and Elijah's sex was some kind of unusual sexual activity.
"If you're jealous of that cucumber, then I won't masturbate. We'll hold hands and sleep in bed, neither of us is allowed to take off our clothes or touch each other's bodies."
"Why would I care about a cucumber like that? Just do it for me, remember to be completely naked, without a single piece of clothing."
Elijah unbuttoned the first button near her collar, then suddenly stopped moving.
"This is even more embarrassing than I imagined! If I regret it now, could I...?"
Ever since my first meeting with Elijah, I've longed for further contact, but she's always deftly avoided me. Now, of course, I don't want to let this opportunity slip by.
How could I resist such beauty!
Elijah's long, lustrous brown hair flows like a waterfall, and the skin on her neck is snow-white and delicate, no less beautiful than a young girl's. Her breasts are full and firm, incredibly alluring; I've been fascinated by those Mount Everests for a long time.
Her slender hands move hesitantly, and Elijah's reaction of embarrassment only fuels my lust. The beautiful, mature woman before me shyly lowers her head, unbuttoning her clothes one button at a time, revealing a daringly designed black lingerie.
Then, Elijah stands up, quickly removes her gorgeous black dress, and neatly folds it, placing it at the foot of the bed.
I was stunned. This was the first time I'd ever seen Elia's long, slender, and sexy legs, and her round, adorable, and bouncy breasts.
Elia's lingerie was a stark contrast to her conservative outer clothing—bold and revealing. There was no separate bra and panties; it was a single, form-fitting garment. The top was a low-cut, inverted V-shape, the semi-transparent black fabric revealing over 75% of her skin. The bottom was another high V-shape, the slit reaching her waist, leaving only her lower abdomen, genitals, and a small portion of her buttocks covered.
"This is the first time I've ever taken my clothes off in front of someone other than your father. I'm so shy!" Elia's embarrassed and flustered manner, kicking and waving her hands, gave me the feeling of a relationship beyond friendship with an older sister.
I instinctively reached out to grab her full, soft breasts, saying, "Between generations, you're practically my stepmother. What's wrong with showing your clothes to your son?"
Elijah promptly stopped my hand, saying, "Look but don't touch! Otherwise, don't blame me for changing my mind."
"I promise I won't."
Elijah then repeatedly hesitated, seemingly wanting to take them off but not quite, which was incredibly alluring. Especially the way she moved, watching her hips, breasts, and sway her waist gracefully, stirred my heart.
After several attempts to back down, aided by the alcohol, Elijah mustered her courage and removed the two shoulder straps, stripping away this last piece of clothing from top to bottom.
Elijah's luscious breasts were now fully exposed before me, a pair of pink nipples, still beautifully rosy despite the passage of time. Her slender waist was smooth and tight, seemingly fragile enough to be grasped with a single hand, and her breasts were so round and elastic.
But that most mysterious little area remained hidden from my view. Elijah was still wearing a very tight, black thong.
I swallowed hard, urging her to take it all off. After much urging, the beautiful woman, her face flushed, finally removed this last line of clothing, revealing her neatly arranged, not-too-sparse, brown paradise.
I snatched Elijah's black bra and thong, inhaling deeply.
The garments still carried her body heat and fragrance, clinging to her skin just seconds before.
Elijah, embarrassed, covered her private parts with her hands, sitting beside me, staring naked at my perverted behavior.
After a while, I finally stopped.
"Give me back my clothes, this is so embarrassing," Elijah protested, her face flushed with shame.
"Come and snatch it if you want it!" I tempted Elijah by placing my clothes in front of her, imagining her naked body, her breasts swaying as she chased after me. I was so excited I almost had a nosebleed.
"I won't start until you give it back..."
"Tch!" I reluctantly handed over my underwear, but left my panties behind.
Elijah folded her underwear and long skirt neatly and placed them at the foot of the bed. I secretly peeked from behind, taking in her smooth, hard-boiled buttocks and the faintly visible anus between them.
Even completely naked, Elijah moved with the elegance of a lady. She gracefully picked up the cucumber, parted her red lips, and with her delicate tongue, began to lick it earnestly and attentively.
Elijah blushed, glanced at me with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Don't stare at me like that, it's embarrassing."
"Wait, are you going to put the cucumber inside?"
Elijah asked coquettishly, her legs pressed together. "How can you say something so embarrassing like that out loud!"
"It's not as embarrassing as doing it, is it?"
"You devil!" Elijah said, slightly annoyed.
I held the other half of the cucumber and began to lick it with my tongue.
"I'll join in too."
The two adults licking the same cucumber quickly transformed into a deep kiss with intertwined tongues. Elijah's lips were incredibly sweet and soft.
"The thought of my saliva on this cucumber being put into your 'private place' makes me hard."
"Pervert!"
"Am I the pervert, or is it the person who suggested taking off their clothes and masturbating in front of others who's so lewd?"
Elijah lowered her head in shame, then said helplessly, "Balford! Why are you making things difficult for me? I haven't been able to have any spiritual connection with you for months... because this is how I..."
Elijah called out her father's name, tears welling up in her eyes, confessing to me, her son.
"I miss you, really! Why did you have to die..." Stroking my face, probably thinking of my father, Elijah tearfully and heartbrokenly recounted her pain.
Was her bold behavior today because she saw me as a substitute for her father? This was quite a blow.
"Elijah! I'm not dead, I'm still alive, aren't I?" Slightly angry inside, I pretended to be her father, placing my hands on Elijah's shoulders, wanting to push her onto the bed and conquer her under my dragon root.
Unfortunately, Elia didn't comply with me. Instead, she calmly said, "Although I'm a little drunk, I can still clearly distinguish between you and your father. Elios! Please play the role of your father properly, okay? What I'm doing with you is already going too far. Please don't try to ask me to go any further, okay? I beg you."
So that's what it was! I finally understood Elia's intention. The so-called love without physical intimacy was just an excuse for her to use me to satisfy her longing for her father.
I didn't want to be a substitute for my father. In fact, as a man of principle, I should have refused her unreasonable request. But faced with Elia's suggestion of a masturbation show, this deal that damaged my dignity didn't seem so bad. Being a substitute for my father for a while wouldn't hurt.
"Do you miss me that much?"
"Of course I do! Even if I drink a lot of alcohol, I still think of you in my dreams. And Elios even took the initiative to be nice to me, I'm so heartbroken and lonely I can barely control myself."
Kissing away the tears on Elia's face, I naturally placed my hand on her bare back and stroked it.
Elia, you idiot, why would you rather do this than accept me?
Faced with my transgression, Elia used her right hand to pull my hand away and placed it on her left hand. She cleverly refused my touch on her skin.
"Please caress me passionately, torment me, play with me, just like before."
"Sigh!" I sighed deeply, then obeyed Elia, taking her soft, boneless left hand in my grasp. I
used her delicate hand to caress every inch of her skin.
Holding Elia's left hand, I rubbed and played with her left breast, eliciting a series of seductive moans and gasps from her.
"Thank you, Elios." Elijah whispered her thanks in my ear with a grateful expression, and kissed me again to express her gratitude.
I picked up the cucumber, which was covered in our saliva, and rubbed it against the outside of Elijah's overflowing paradise, triggering her more intense struggle and sensual reaction.
"Ahhhhhh..." The goddess I had always admired and respected, who possessed both wisdom and beauty, was now like a lewd harlot, masturbating lasciviously beneath me, treating me, her son, as her father, indulging in fantasies and fantasies.

Chapter Six: The White Whale helped
me aim at Elijah's little red bean and rubbed and rotated the cucumber on it.
The attack on this most sensitive spot made Elijah's whole body tense up, and she let out even more seductive moans.
"Ahhhhh...you...ahhhh..."
Elijah looked at me with resentful and lingering eyes.
"It's overflowing down there!"
A stream of fresh and hot human nectar gushed out from her garden like a spring. Under my direction, Elijah held the cucumber up and down, coating it with glistening, lustful nectar.
Aiming at her secret paradise, I slowly inserted the cucumber, which went in smoothly thanks to the moisture.
"Ah...it's all the way in..."
Elijah and I held the cucumber together, the other half of it inserted into her flower cave. Elijah was incredibly excited and aroused, her smooth skin flushed pink and glistening with golden beads of sweat.
"So Elijah is such a lewd person." I slightly overstepped my bounds and licked her fair neck with my tongue.
Elijah looked at me affectionately, like she was looking at a father, and offered her fragrant lips and tongue in a deep kiss, while she began to move the cucumber in her hand.
Elijah, of course, knew her own body's sensitive spots best, attacking them with the cucumber, quickly triggering a strong sensual reaction, emitting the sweetest, most heavenly moans of lust.
I, disregarding Elijah's wishes, accelerated the cucumber's movements. Under such a rapid and intense rhythm, she quickly reached the peak of her climax. She
gushed forth, drenched in sweat, spraying clear vaginal fluid all over our hands. Then, I gave Elijah no time to rest, continuously and rapidly thrusting into the cucumber, sending her to a second and third climax, until she was exhausted and released the cucumber.
Elijah's lower body was soaked, overflowing with clear, glistening love fluid.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
"Is it good?" I asked teasingly, and Elijah nodded shyly.
I immediately pulled the cucumber off Elijah and took a bite of the wet thing. The cucumber,
seasoned with Elijah's fresh flower honey, was exceptionally refreshing and delicious.
"Try one too."
"How can I...it's dirty..."
"I want you to eat it, or I'll force you to eat it even if I have to pinch your nose."
Elijah reluctantly opened her cherry-like mouth and gently bit into the cucumber.
Then I pulled out my penis and started masturbating in front of her. A considerable amount of fluid had already seeped from the shaft through the urethral opening.
"So big!" Elijah exclaimed in amazement.
"No wonder Emma and Sheila fell in love with you after you took them all."
Because I was already in a very excited state, I quickly reached the point of ejaculation, spitting out hot, cloudy milk that splashed onto Elijah's beautiful face.
"Ahhhhh..." Elijah screamed loudly. Her hair and pretty face were covered in my hot milk.
After we both finished masturbating, we fell asleep exhausted together, Elijah still completely naked.
"I haven't felt this satisfied in a long time since your father died," Elijah said, her eyes glistening with tears, her voice filled with reminiscence.
Then, in bed, she told me how she met her father and how she became his mistress.
I had no interest in her love affair with her father. But from Elijah's words, I learned that my father had a total of four women in his life. Besides my mother and that wretched woman Nora, there was another person whose identity was unknown.
I took this opportunity to ask Elijah if she knew about my mother being suspected of having an affair, but she said she didn't.
Regarding what happened back then, Elijah's words were a mix of truth and lies; some parts were clearly deceitful because there were many contradictions, but when I pressed her for answers, she simply evaded them.
After Elia fell asleep, I secretly broke the agreement and quietly caressed her naked body.
Stealing touches without her noticing was indeed very exciting.
I am indeed a womanizer, but I didn't abandon Emma for someone new;
I was the one who was abandoned. Besides, I am a gang leader, and my relationships with women affect my status in the eyes of my gang members. If I dared not touch any woman because Emma left, what would they think of me? If I never touched any woman because I deeply loved Emma, that would be one thing. But after having Sheila and Jane, if they think I'm a coward who's afraid of his wife and doesn't dare to cheat, I might as well not be the gang leader anymore. Tell me, would anyone be afraid of a gang leader who's afraid of his wife?
A few days later, the day Prince Kaguru arranged for me to meet Lina, the leader of the White Whale Gang, Red Storm, arrived.
I brought Sheila, Moshiai, Rebiru, and dozens of my men to the agreed location, a villa in a suburban forest, crisscrossed by rivers.
The scenery here is indeed beautiful; even a savage like me can feel the elegance of nature. However, from a tactical perspective, this location is problematic. The enemy could easily launch a surprise attack from the forest or by boat on the river and then retreat quickly. However, because it's at the intersection of rivers and roads, I can also escape quickly if anything happens.
I suspect the person who chose this location is Crimson Storm Lina; she might really have ulterior motives.
Fortunately, the guards responsible for this are bodyguards hired by Prince Kaguru, which gives me some peace of mind. Even if she harbors ill intentions towards me, I don't think she would dare openly attack the prince's men.
Led by a servant, I, Sheila, Moshiai, and Rebiru, arrived at the living room. The prince was already seated, and to her left was Crimson Storm Lina, the leader of the White Whale Gang.
Lina is not human; she is a woman of mermaid origin who married the White Whale Gang leader years ago. After her husband's death five years ago, she took over the gang's affairs. The person who killed her husband and made her a widow was none other than my father, although it was actually Pablo Diaz who carried out the deed.
This twenty-seven-year-old widow possessed outstanding beauty, a tall and slender figure with a voluptuous body, and wild beauty in her crimson hair, yet her red eyes exuded an air of authority. Her mermaid-like skin was eerily white, and paired with the red skirt she wore, she was as fiery and imposing as a flame.
This was the first time I had met Crimson Storm Lina up close. Beside her was a mysterious strategist, completely concealed by a gray robe, whose deep voice even the White Whale gang members did not know his true identity. There was also Elizabeth, the seventeen-year-old White Whale gang's top warrior, a beautiful girl with one-eighth or one-sixteenth orc blood. She had golden hair and blue eyes, and now, dressed in a white robe, her petite figure made her look more like a wealthy heiress than a gangster. Besides the two of them, there were several older leaders of the White Whale Gang.
"Sheila, what brings you here? This is none of your business. Go home now," Prince Kaguru rudely ordered his daughter.
"Why can't I be here?"
"Do you think we're having a cocktail party? Elios and Lina may work for me, but they're involved in the underworld. This is a negotiation between the underworld. Even though you're about to become Elios's wife and are my daughter, this isn't an appropriate occasion for you."
Sheila was about to argue, but seeing her father's bronze face and intimidatingly serious gaze, she wisely excused herself.
Only after Sheila left did Kaguru's amiable expression soften.
"It's indeed not easy for two underworld gangs to coexist peacefully. I don't want to force you too much; you can discuss how to distribute the benefits yourselves. I only ask that you prioritize peace from now on, and that there be no major conflicts, and absolutely no all-out war. No matter what conflicts arise, there can be no brawls involving more than a hundred people."
Kaguru, having lived for hundreds of years, understood the underworld very well. A gang is a gang; it's not an army, and orders can't be strictly enforced. Our men are mostly thugs and brutes, most of them brave but reckless and impulsive. Gang rules can only regulate major issues; this is different from military discipline, which addresses even the smallest details.
"I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to keep Sheila company." Prince Kaguru rose and left his seat, returning the matter to me and Lina.
"Your beauty is even more than the rumors suggest!"
"You flatter me! Double-Stick Wolf Elios," Lina of the Crimson Storm said casually.
"Double-stick wolf? Although I use a spiked club as a weapon, I only use one. The other one..."
Elizabeth interrupted me, laughing loudly, and then replied, "The other one is what everyone in the underworld says you use to curry favor with Kaguru's daughter..."
Red Storm Lina didn't let her warrior Elizabeth finish speaking, flicking her wrist and shooting the saucer placed in front of her at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was startled and narrowly ducked.
"Don't be rude," Lina said sternly.
"Double-stick wolf? I don't know which scoundrel came up with that nickname, but one of my clubs is far more effective in battle than the one in my hand. Little blonde, would you like to try?"
"You..." Elizabeth was furious, her eyebrows furrowing.
Lina raised her hand to stop her subordinates from acting rashly, then said politely, "I think everyone should stop talking. We're all in the underworld to make a living. Let's talk about something more practical." "You're
really quick to speak your mind. I'll get straight to the point: I want the situation back to when my father died. All the territories you've taken over during that time must be handed over. As for the smaller gangs you've absorbed and eliminated, I won't pursue them."
Lina frowned and said, "You really are asking for the moon and then demanding the moon. Frankly, this is unreasonable. Don't say I can't agree; even if I did, do you really think my men of over ten thousand would agree? Let's set some more realistic conditions!"
Lina opened a map of the capital and drew a line on it, saying, "I suggest we divide the territories according to the current power balance, and then each side will leave the others alone."
Lina's suggestion relieved me. Given the current situation where the White Whale is strong and we are weak, she could easily propose even tougher conditions, such as demanding that we hand over a portion of our territory and give the White Whale Gang tens of thousands of gold coins every year.
I think she made these conditions out of consideration for my relationship with Sheila! Although my long-term goal is to unify the underworld in the capital, given the current situation, I'll accept Lina's conditions. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Of course, I won't just shake her hand and readily agree. I'll try my best to seize any benefits that can be obtained without bloodshed.
I redraw a line on the map that's more favorable to us, and then adopt a strategy of pressuring Lina to back down, to see how much she'll concede.
"I think dividing the world like this is fair!"
Lina said coldly, no longer answering. Elizabeth angrily retorted, "You think you can underestimate the White Whale Gang just because we make a little concession? If you don't agree, then let's draw the line with blood!" She slammed her hand on the table, ready to draw her sword.
Mo Shiai wasn't to be outdone, and retorted fiercely.
What I was more concerned about were the other members of the White Whale Gang present. Those of lower seniority who weren't qualified to speak freely in this setting were one thing, but why was even the White Whale Gang's strategist silent?
Lina drew lines on the map again, this time giving me a few more unimportant areas than the first time.
"My concessions only go this far."
In the ensuing bargaining, I refused to budge on any issue until Lina made her repeated concessions and refused to back down further, at which point I finally agreed to compromise.
I had initially anticipated that Crimson Storm Lina might disregard Prince Kaguru's mediation and preemptively eliminate us. But the reality was that she was genuinely sincere in negotiating, and because of my relationship with Sheila, she agreed to many conditions favorable to us. It seems I had overthought things beforehand. However, after today's talks, at least a few years of peaceful coexistence will be possible before the situation changes again!
Due to the numerous interests involved, even without Elia's deliberate obstruction, the negotiations wouldn't be completed quickly. Under Prince Kaguru's arrangement, I spent the night in this riverside villa with a limited number of guards.
Just as I was about to go to bed, a guard's voice came from inside: "Boss! Elizabeth of the White Whale Gang has come to pay her respects."
Remembering that hot, flat-chested beauty, I said, "Let her in after you've searched her."
Actually, I wanted to search her myself, but to prevent her from assassinating me, it was better to be safe.
A moment later, Elizabeth and her companion entered, and she didn't forget to glare with hatred at the two guards who were completely focused on taking advantage of her.
"Please sit. What brings you here? Are you here to join my gang?"
"Don't even think about it! I'm here for a duel."
"A duel? Go defeat Moshiai first. I have no intention of dueling with nobodys." "
Is the Double-Stick Wolf Elios intimidated? But don't worry, because what I want to challenge isn't the spiked club in your hand, but the one you boasted about."
"A beautiful woman offering herself up to me? But your looks aren't enough to attract me."
"Hmph..." An angry Elizabeth got up and left, not even stopping at the door.
"Wait! What conditions or schemes do you have? I don't believe you'd willingly offer yourself up to me."
I heard Elizabeth let out a smug chuckle; she knew I would call out to stop her.
"My conditions are simple. We'll have a contest in bed to see if I surrender first, or if your weak thing can't get hard again. If I win, both Kakov and Poshaniheim streets will fall under the control of our White Whale Gang, and you'll have to write me an apology letter in the name of the leader of the Lavron Gang, admitting that you're a premature ejaculator who can't satisfy me."
Hearing this girl's provocative words, I was furious. I didn't care what bedroom tricks she had; I wouldn't lose to such a little girl.
"I'll agree to your conditions, but if you lose, I'll strip you naked and lead you like a dog through the streets of the capital." "
Come on, bring it on."
"Then take off your clothes first."
"Okay! But you have to write me a letter first, and sign it after you lose."
Elizabeth was quite bold, and without hesitation, she began to lightly undress. She was only wearing a thin white short skirt, revealing a considerable amount of skin.
After taking off the long skirt, what was revealed before me was a petite, slender, and curvaceous semi-naked body. Elizabeth possessed a fiery and domineering personality, yet appeared rather delicate and petite. Her conservative white lingerie looked quite adorable, but what was even more striking was the leather scabbard on her pink thigh, making her appear fierce and alluring, like a ferocious female leopard.
Admiring the beauty before me, I couldn't help but analyze the possible conspiracies behind Elizabeth's actions. Trading two prosperous streets in the heart of the capital for a single night of pleasure with her would be far too expensive for me.
But would she really offer herself to me for just two pieces of land? I felt it was more likely that she truly possessed some bedroom skills. If I failed, I would have no choice but to refuse to sign the letter; otherwise, if I admitted to premature ejaculation, what would become of my reputation as the leader of this gang?
While I was still pondering, Elizabeth had already stripped off all her clothes.
Her youthful and slender body had only breasts slightly fuller than fried eggs, while her nipples were small and cute, like a pair of red radishes. Her waist was tight and smooth, her buttocks white and pink, delicate and flawless, and her legs long and slender. Above the mysterious peach blossom garden, a wisp of shimmering, golden grass grew.
Without any hesitation, I pressed one hand against her small breast, kneading her sensitive nipple.
"You dare challenge me with such flat chests?"
"Before you laugh at me, let me see if you're as real as the rumors say." Elizabeth's eyes were fixed on my waistband.
"I won't take my clothes off a dangerous woman like you."
I thrust my magnificent member out of my waistband and said, "That's enough!"
"Coward! I'm naked, and you're afraid?"
Elizabeth twirled gracefully in front of me.
"It's better to be careful."
Leaving Elizabeth's still-developing breasts, I turned my attention to her golden pubic hair, playing with and caressing it, and attempting to penetrate her other mysterious gardens.
The little beauty's flower cave was extremely narrow, yet surprisingly dry, not wet at all.
"You're not a virgin, are you?"
"That's none of your business."
Elizabeth showed a slight expression of shame, then forcefully pushed me down onto the bed.
After caressing her fair neck for a while, I suddenly squeezed it hard and picked up the spiked club that was lying on the side of the bed.
"What are you doing? I don't like sadomasochism." Elizabeth said, her face flushed and struggling to breathe.
"Come in!" I ordered my men nervously.
The guards outside opened the door and entered, then stared intently at Elizabeth's naked body with gleaming eyes.
"Grab this assassin for me."
Upon hearing my order, two of my men grabbed Elizabeth's arms like wolves.
"How did you know I came to kill you?" Elizabeth didn't feel embarrassed at all about being naked in front of three grown men; instead, she glared at me with a fierce look.
"Excuse me, but I've been wearing a silver ring to guard against poisoning." This silver ring was the one Elizabeth asked me to wear when we met last time.
Now the entire ring has turned black, and I think Elizabeth must have applied the poison inside her vagina.
"Hahahaha—"
"But you discovered it too late. The poison has already seeped into your skin through your fingers, and you will suddenly die of cardiac arrest within half a day. This is our White Whale Gang's most outstanding assassination method."
This move was indeed vicious. Generally speaking, even if someone is stripped naked for an inspection, they wouldn't use silver instruments to examine the entire body, let alone apply poison inside the vagina. I'm lucky that I was able to discover it early; otherwise, I would have died of poisoning the next day without even knowing who poisoned me.
"Applying poison inside your body means you either already took the antidote or have been holding it in your mouth."
Elizabeth's face turned deathly pale, indicating that she really had it in her mouth.
"Spit it out."
Elizabeth spat something out of her mouth and held it between her lips.
Next, she turned her head towards me and blew hard.
Three poison needles, as small as bull's awns, shot towards me like meteors from her lips. Damn it! That wasn't the vial for the antidote; it was for the poison needles.
In the nick of time, I used my spiked club to deflect the deadly needles.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Elizabeth used her natural strength to pull my two henchmen's heads together with a powerful tug. Then, from the center of her vulva, she laid a round, one-inch-thick, gleaming piece of silver metal, like an egg.
I gathered my strength in both hands, wielding my spiked club with all my might, and struck Elizabeth's hands. I couldn't kill her to obtain the antidote, and this wasn't the time for mercy; I had to cripple her delicate hands first.
Elizabeth pressed down on the metal block, and it instantly transformed into a one-inch-wide flexible sword.
She wielded her sword with effortless grace, using the flexibility of her soft blade to deflect a blow that swept away like leaves in a whirlwind.
"Tch!" I shouted in frustration at my failed attack.
I yelled for more reinforcements while simultaneously clearing a path for Elizabeth to escape.
Elizabeth didn't flee through the window; instead, she pursued me with a barrage of sword strikes, her alluring naked body radiating power.
I maintained a tight defense against her attacks while awaiting reinforcements. Elizabeth had said I was poisoned and would die tomorrow, but I had only touched her breasts and vulva for a few seconds. If she was already dead from the poison, it was incredibly potent! If it was that strong, anyone from the White Whale Gang who had a chance to shake my hand could easily kill me. Sure enough,
after the initial attempt, she not only failed to escape but continued her attack, proving that the few seconds of poisoning weren't enough to kill me. Otherwise, why would she sacrifice her beauty and use the method of applying poison to her flower cave?
Hearing my cries for help, Mo Shi'ai shouted and rushed to my aid, while at the same time, a series of sounds of clashing weapons came from outside the door. It was clear that the White Whale Gang had prepared other ambushes besides Elizabeth.
Elizabeth's strength was fierce and powerful, like splitting mountains and splitting rocks. Wherever her fists and swords struck, the room was left in ruins. My two henchmen who had fainted on the ground had already been killed by her accidental attack. In such a narrow room, I was not as big as her, but my strength was no match for this little girl with orc blood. The situation was really not good for me.
Just when Elizabeth had me cornered against the wall, Mo Shi'ai used his iron prosthetic hand to break through the wall. He smashed the wooden wall to pieces, and the iron fingers of his prosthetic hand went straight for Elizabeth's breasts. Not to mention a direct hit, just the wood that Mo Shi'ai broke through the wall and smashed into me would have hurt enough.
Faced with this overwhelming attack, Elizabeth finally gave up and leaped out of the window.
I could have countered, the spiked club aimed straight for her smooth, hard-boiled egg-like buttocks. Unfortunately, she used her arm to brace herself against the window frame, instantly doubling her speed, and flew out the window completely naked.
"You slut! I'll see how you face the underworld running around naked like that!"
"From now on, Elizabeth's nickname will be 'Naked, Runaway Whore'!"
Elizabeth landed in the grass outside the window, her face flushed with anger. She attacked me again with the hidden weapon she held in her mouth, but it was a reckless, angry attack from beyond the reach; the poisoned needle fell to the ground before it even reached halfway.
Looking out the window, I could see a large group of people carrying torches charging towards me; it seemed the White Whale Gang was determined to kill me.
As for Elizabeth, it seemed she still knew shame; being naked in front of a few men was different from being naked in front of hundreds. Not daring to reunite naked with her numerous companions outside, she fled along the walls of the annex.
Before she could return dressed and fight back, the White Whale Gang would be missing one of its top warriors, a match for Mo Shi'ai, to deal with me.
Mo Shi'ai nervously reported to me, "Boss, I rushed over as soon as you called for help, but the White Whale Gang blocked my way. Of our fifty-odd men, less than half made it here."
Crimson Storm Lina was quite the actor; she had already planned to ambush me at night, yet during the day she acted as if she were genuinely negotiating with me.
I wasn't worried about the White Whale Gang members; I could deal with whatever came my way. The problem was that judging from the scale of the battle inside the annex, it seemed only my men were fighting. They hadn't noticed where Prince Kaguru's men, whom he had left behind this morning, were.
"Mo Shi'ai, you're in charge of leading the charge. There are several hundred surrounding us. If we stop, we're doomed. Remember, don't stop, no matter how badly you're injured, unless you're dead." "
But the numbers are far too few," Mo Shi'ai replied, sounding unsure of herself.
"Don't be afraid, watch me repel the enemy with my flute!" I took out the flute I had hidden on my body and began to play.
"Being able to repel the enemy with sound, this must be a magical treasure containing magic—but why is there no sound—what effect does this flute have?" Mo Shi'ai's voice became uneasy and fearful as she watched the enemy approaching.
"It's not that exaggerated. Although I don't have a magic lamp that can conjure reinforcements, I do have a magic flute that can summon support."
Although that's what I said, what I played was just something similar to a dog whistle, using high-frequency sound waves that are inaudible to the human ear to summon specific creatures. And the objects I summoned were not dogs, but my beloved pet cow, Little Zhen, and my sister-in-law, Elena, who has bear-human blood.
After hearing the flute, the two of them led the three hundred men who had been arranged to meet me beforehand, and charged out of the forest.
"Charge!"
I took the lead, swinging my spiked club and charging into the enemy ranks.
I twirled the spiked club in my hand, met the leader of the White Whale Gang members, shattered the knife in his hand with one blow, and then smashed his head in the process.
The enemy's head shattered, green brains spilling from the gun, and he fell to the ground. At the same time, members of the White Whale Gang charged at me from all directions.
I wielded my staff mercilessly, cutting a bloody path through the enemy ranks, with Mo Shi'ai and the others close behind. Ahead, figures blurred as White Whale Gang members charged, brandishing knives and spears.
After killing and wounding over a dozen men, I, covered in blood, reunited with Elena and Xiao Zhen, who were wielding blood-stained giant axes.
"We broke through!" Mo Shi'ai cheered in disbelief. In a brief exchange, we had broken through the encirclement of hundreds of people, with only a dozen or so dead or wounded.
This wasn't just luck. Although the White Whale Gang had hundreds of members, they had spread out in a semi-circular formation to surround the villa, with only a few dozen men on one side. While I only had about twenty men with me, Xiao Zhen and Xiao Yi led three hundred of their men, forming a triangle like an arrowhead. With attacks from both sides, we broke through the White Whale Gang's encirclement one by one.
Xiao Zhen hugged me happily, holding me to her chest, her high breasts against my back.
Xiao Yi calmly wielded her giant axe, hacking away, and said, "Escape first, then we can be intimate. The enemy is surrounding us."
The White Whale Gang probably numbered between five and six hundred, though the exact number was uncertain in the darkness. But the enemy we had cut in two was attacking from both sides. Even more troublesome was that Elizabeth and Crimson Storm Lina, now dressed, had chased after us from the villa.
Pursued by a superior enemy force, we began a retreat, fighting as we went.
The two sides numbered nearly a thousand. On this moonless night, with torches in hand, amidst the flashing blades and bloodshed, I personally killed more than ten more men, leaving behind many of my men's corpses as a price to retreat into the forest.
"Xiao Zhen and Xiao Yi, you two lead the way. Mo Shi'ai and I will cover the rear."
"Don't let them escape!"
"Kill me!"
"Chase them!"
The shouts of the White Whale Gang echoed behind me.
Elizabeth had caught up to the front. Of course, she wasn't naked anymore. She had changed into a long white dress with red accents, and in her hand she held her signature weapon, the Illusion Blade.
Upon closer inspection, her body wasn't covered in red patterns, but rather almost entirely stained with blood—a testament to how many of my men this female demon had killed. And the blade in her hand was a divine weapon treated with magic, said to be able to distort light, making it impossible for onlookers to grasp its true size.
We were escaping along the path. If Elizabeth caught up with us, the White Whale Gang would swarm us, and we'd be torn to pieces on the spot.
I ran as fast as I could, with Elizabeth chasing after me, knife in hand. I nearly got slashed several times.
"If you're a man, don't run! Let's fight one-on-one!"
"If you strip naked like you did before, I'll stay and fight you!"
"You're about to die and you still try to take advantage of me with your words? If I catch you, I'll cut your tongue out!"
Ouch!
I felt a sharp pain in my back. It seemed this female assassin had slashed me, but it shouldn't be too serious.
However, it slowed me down, and the girl was about to catch up. Then, a hail of arrows came from the bushes on both sides.
"Boss, let's go!" the subordinate who activated the mechanism shouted to me.
"Well done."
I ran, panting and sweating, thanking myself for my careful planning and my subordinates' loyalty and hard work. Luckily, I had instructed Xiao Yi to plan the retreat route beforehand and set traps along the way to intercept pursuers, which is why it's coming in handy now.
Mo Shi'ai, running beside me, said breathlessly, "Boss is truly a genius! He anticipated the negotiations would break down and made such meticulous preparations." If
I had truly known the negotiations would be a trap, I wouldn't have risked my life coming back. Thankfully, for safety's sake, I had prepared reinforcements and traps beforehand.
The retreating column along the path grew very long; Xiao Zhen and Xiao Yi, who were at the front, were long gone. My men had suffered minor injuries and were exhausted.
Mo Shi'ai, wiping his sweat, said, "Boss, besides setting traps along the way, you should have also prepared water and food!"
This idiot, all brute force and loyalty, thinks this is a trip?
"It would be bad if the pursuers caught up with us now; I'm almost out of strength," Mo Shi'ai sighed.
"We won't be caught. The White Whale Gang has fallen into several traps; at least a hundred of them should have been killed or wounded, slowing their pursuit. Trust me!"
My words had barely left my lips when arrows rained down from both sides, aimed directly at us.
"Which idiot fired arrows before our own men even got through?" I mustered my remaining strength to swing my spiked club, deflecting the arrows aimed at me. Mo Shi'ai used his prosthetic arm to deflect six or seven arrows. Impacted
by the hail of arrows, at least half of the thirty-odd men at the back of the group were dead or wounded.
At the same time, nearly a hundred soldiers rushed out from both sides of the road, their armor adorned with the Kaguru family insignia.
"Kaguru, you bastard, come out here!" I roared, looking up at the sky.
Just as I had feared worst, the White Whale Gang dared to launch such a large-scale attack on me—was it really with Kaguru's permission?
Centered on Mo Shi'ai and me, the remaining men formed a circle, surrounded by hundreds of soldiers.
Sadly, a gang is a gang, no match for real soldiers. After being chased by the White Whale Gang for half the night, and then suddenly attacked by arrows, my men at the front had scattered like birds and beasts, completely in chaos.
I took out my flute again, summoning orcs, and blew it with all my might. I hoped that Xiao Yi and Xiao Zhen, who were at the forefront, would quickly return with reinforcements.
From behind the well-disciplined soldiers appeared an unexpected figure: Marina, the recently dismissed former Imperial Capital Sheriff. Aubert.
Had I misunderstood Prince Kaguru? Did this mean the White Whale Gang had switched allegiance to Prime Minister Grugu?
"If you're looking for Prince Kaguru, he's still in his city. I'll take your head to him in a bit."
This mature beauty, with dragon blood and a fierce hatred of evil, gently brushed aside her soft, wavy golden hair and looked at me with hatred.
"It seems you still don't understand the situation." Marina crossed her arms, making her breasts appear even more firm beneath her shimmering golden armor, and her cleavage was truly deep.
I kept quiet and didn't answer her. Since she wanted to explain, I would listen to her secret quietly, while praying that Little Zhen and Little Yi would arrive as soon as possible.
"I already know who instigated the strike that led to my dismissal, and who stole the documents I painstakingly collected. And finally, let me tell you something else: I'm now loyal not to Chancellor Grugu, but to Prince Kaguru, and my first mission is to bring you your head to him."
Currently, the two major powers within the court are Prince Kaguru and Chancellor Grugu. Not to mention court officials, even those of us in the underworld need support from one side; otherwise, it's difficult to gain a foothold in the capital.
Tonight, the White Whale Gang, loyal to Kaguru, attacked me first, followed by Marina, who serves under Grugu. I don't believe I'm capable enough to warrant the current prince and chancellor joining forces against me.
I think the one who wants to remove me is most likely my future father-in-law, Kaguru. Even if not all of Marina's words are true, most of them are.

Chapter Seven: The Dragon Girl's Attack
. Because the one who provided me the greatest assistance, and also the one most likely to have a conflict of interest, is Prince Kaguru. On the contrary, in Prime Minister Grugu's eyes, I was just the head of a small gang. If he wanted to deal with me, he should at least go after Lina of the Crimson Storm first.
"Die!" Marina gave the order, and the soldiers brandished their swords and swarmed forward.
"Everyone, scatter and break through!" I shouted, then ordered Mo Shi'ai to lead the charge.
In this bloody night, sword blades reflected the torchlight, and soldiers, exuding murderous intent, swung their swords.
"Kill!"
Several sharp blades pierced Mo Shi'ai.
"Hah!"
Mo Shi'ai roared, his prosthetic hand shattering the blades with a thunderous punch.
Shards of the blades scattered before our eyes. Seizing the moment of the soldiers' shock, I unleashed a thousand shadows of my spiked club, forcing back the encirclement and charging forward.
Behind me, screams of agony echoed.
I had no time to look back at my men's deaths; if we couldn't break through, I too would die under the chaotic swords.
"Clang, clang, clang." The clanging of weapons striking each other was deafening. With Mo Shi'ai's imposing stature and incredible strength, and my skillful support from behind, in those life-or-death seconds, we managed to take down a dozen soldiers, creating an opening.
Of course, facing Marina who was guarding the road, we tried to break through her encirclement with our backs.
But we had only run a dozen steps when Marina caught up with us in a few leaps. She was like a fairy descending from the sky, her long hair flowing in the wind as she stood tall, holding her electric baton and the dragon sword in her left and right hands respectively.
Although Marina was a half-beastman of the dragon race, her half-dragon blood was enough to guarantee that she could defeat Mo Shi'ai, this tiger-clan beastman.
"Mo Shi'ai, now is the time to show your loyalty. Hold off this horned woman for me, just don't die."
I seemed to be very disloyal, abandoning Mo Shi'ai and turning to run away.
But thinking about it seriously, the enemy's target was me. If we scattered and fled, all the enemies would come after me sooner or later. Under these circumstances, as long as Mo Shi'ai and the others could buy me some time to escape, the enemy would not waste time dealing with them. As for the others, Mo Shi'ai was definitely not an opponent that could be killed in a short time.
I raced through the dark forest, using my civilian clothes to outmaneuver the heavily armored soldiers behind me.
"Marina, I'll avenge my severed arm!" Mo Shi'ai roared behind me.
"Get lost if you want to live!" came Marina's sharp rebuke.
Behind me, I heard the clash of weapons as Mo Shi'ai battled Marina.
I abandoned my men, sweating profusely as I struggled through the forest alone. Finally, I reached another path.
I couldn't use the flute to summon Xiao Zhen and Xiao Yi, because Marina was an orc who could also hear.
At that moment, I couldn't help but think of my lost horse, now reduced to ashes. If only it were still here.
As I sighed, I heard the clatter of hooves on the road. In a panic, I quickly hid in the bushes.
My pursuer was alone on horseback, but I was too afraid to go out and steal a horse. It was none other than Marina. This woman was like a vengeful ghost, clinging to me relentlessly.
"Come out and face your death! Don't embarrass yourself by hiding in the bushes." Marina, riding proudly on her horse, declared confidently.
Only an idiot would go out; come find me if you dare.
"Hmph! Those in the underworld are always rats that can't see the light of day." Marina sneered, brandishing her Dragon Slayer Sword.
The sword extended, as if knowing my location, and slashed at me with precision and swiftness. The Dragon Slayer Sword was extremely domineering and effortlessly cut down the bushes and trees where I was hiding, as easily as slicing through a piece of paper.
"Whoosh—"
In a panic, I raised my spiked club to block.
"Clang!" My hands went numb, and I felt an immense force pressing down on me; the spiked club almost slipped from my grasp and fell to the ground.
"A monster—"
At that moment, I realized why Marina had found me. Orcs have a sense of smell and hearing several times more acute than ordinary humans, and with her half-dragon abilities, she was far superior to ordinary orcs.
Now that I've lost my Soul Horse and my men aren't around, unless I can defeat Marina, I have no chance of survival tonight.
I glanced at my spiked club; my previous strike had actually chipped a nick in Marina's otherwise sturdy metal.
"Do you have dog blood in you? I can smell it even from over there, you wretched bitch."
I stood up and provoked Marina.
This once-powerful female sheriff looked at me with the contempt of someone looking at a frog.
"Even on the verge of death, you still spout such vile words. I truly pity your sister!"
"You know Emma?"
"How could I! But I remember you. You're the shameless scoundrel I arrested naked for raping my sister. I've heard rumors about you too. I don't know what methods you used to trick your sister, the victim, into defending you in court. Scum!"
Marina swung her hand, and the retractable Dragon Sword lunged at me like a venomous snake.
I narrowly dodged, rushing towards Marina with my spiked club in hand. This vengeful female assassin's attacks were incredibly fast and powerful. The Dragon Slayer Sword I dodged left a large gash in the tree behind me.
I swung my spiked club at Marina, who countered with her electric baton. At the last second, I abandoned my attack and withdrew my club.
Her electric baton wasn't an ordinary weapon; it was enchanted and possessed the ability to discharge electricity. If I had clashed head-on, I might have been paralyzed, if not stunned.
Marina forcefully kicked me with her leg, and I swung my club down.
Her elastic and powerful leg struck my baton, sending me and the baton flying back several feet, putting me back within the range of her Dragon Slayer Sword.
Marina wore an absolutely confident smile. No longer hiding her strength, she unleashed her full power. She was far stronger than an ordinary human like me. Our fight was practically a cat-and-mouse game, a lopsided contest.
Despite dodging and weaving, I was still repeatedly slashed with wounds of varying sizes by the Dragon-Slaying Sword's relentless thrusts.
"More than half of the documents you hid under the bridge are still in my hands. Let's make a deal,"
Prime Minister Marina said, her movements slowing slightly before shaking her head. "Half the documents won't bring back your worthless life. Prince Kaguru demands your head as a gift for becoming his subordinate. You may be a shameless villain with countless evil deeds, but if you have any last words, speak them now, and I can relay them to your family."
Facing the dark night sky, I cursed with unyielding resentment, "Am I truly going to die here today?"
Marina and I stopped fighting. My body was covered in cuts and bruises, bleeding and sweating. If Marina hadn't been seeking revenge by torturing me, I might already be beheaded.
"I have nothing more to say, but I have a keepsake to give to my sister, Emma. Just instruct my men to handle it." With that, I placed a small box I had hidden on my person on the ground.
"Emma! Please forgive your brother." Thinking of all the sorrow I had caused Emma in the past, a look of remorse and heartache welled up on my face.
"If you had repented sooner, perhaps you would have had a chance to reform. This is all your fault for your many unjust deeds."
Marina shook her head regretfully and drew her Dragon-Slaying Sword again, aiming for my neck.
Pretending to weep, I dodged the attack with a somersault. I turned and galloped towards Marina's horse; my earlier fight was for this opportunity, the closest I could get to Marina's mount.
"Shameless!"
Marina pursued me like lightning, and I threw my beloved spiked club to block it.
The seemingly casual throw completely missed; Marina didn't even need to dodge, letting the club fall at her feet.
"Bang!"
It appeared the club had missed, but it actually had a target—the small box I had placed on the ground.
In an instant, the hit box sprayed powder all over Marina.
This powder was my secret weapon against Marina, but considering her incredible skill, I had carefully set this trap to prevent her from dodging it.
Sensing the danger at her feet, Marina leaped into the air like a soaring swallow, a roc spreading its wings.
Disappointed, I watched as she miraculously dodged over 90% of the medicine's effects, and seized the opportunity to jump onto my horse.
I spurred my horse forward at full speed, while Marina charged after me furiously.
We raced along the forest path, the distance gradually closing, and I kept looking back. Marina was closing in, now only a few feet behind me.
As my heart pounded with fear that the distance would shrink further, Marina seemed to reach her limit, drenched in sweat and panting heavily.
"Get off me!"
Marina roared, her Dragon-Slaying Sword transforming into a long snake, aimed straight at my horse's rump.
I was terrified, immediately abandoning my mount and landing on the ground. After rolling several times, I stood up and assumed a fighting stance.
Marina, having exhausted too much energy, remained motionless in our stalemate. The horse, its rear end pierced by the stab to the rump, reared up in pain and inexplicably began circling and spinning on the road.
"Die!" Marina shouted, catching her breath before charging forward with her sword.
The Dragon Slayer Sword, its power greatly diminished, flew askew towards my feet, while Marina, who had attacked, opened her soft, fragrant mouth in surprise.
"What kind of potent poison did you use? I only inhaled a small amount; how could my strength be reduced to this extent?"
It was no wonder Marina was so surprised. Due to her dragon bloodline, she possessed strong resistance to poison and paralysis; poisons and anesthetics typically used against humans were nothing to her.
"Do you remember fighting three assassins under the bridge where the documents were stored, and being seriously injured? The doctor who treated you afterwards was actually bribed by me. He had already injected you with a powerful, slow-acting poison."
Marina wore an incredulous expression, while I wore a smug look on my face.
"The poison I put in your body won't take effect normally unless you inhale another portable dose."
The once-powerful Marina is now caught in a dilemma. Given her personality, she wouldn't want to give up the chance to kill me, especially since she probably wants to find the antidote from me. But now, let alone killing me, her own safety is in danger. I don't need to fight her now; I just need to wait for the poison to take effect.
Marina gritted her teeth and abandoned her heavy dragon-spinning sword, launching an attack with only her light and sturdy aluminum electric baton.
Facing her relentless attacks, I hesitated to directly block the electricity from her baton, while simultaneously blowing my orc flute to call for Little Zhen and Little Yi's support.
Marina's attacks were extremely fierce, each move a full-force strike, a suicidal attack aimed at a swift victory. Under the weight of her onslaught, I could only retreat step by step.
Although she wanted to defeat me before her body gave out, her aggressive attacks revealed even greater weaknesses in her moves.
Seizing this golden opportunity, I grabbed her hand holding the staff with one hand and struck her chest with the other.
Marina deftly deflected the attack with a skillful push and block, using grappling techniques, and countered with a knee strike. I quickly parried with my palm.
Our close-quarters combat, exchanging blows and kicks, highlighted the profound and subtle nature of Marina's martial arts.

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