Legend of the Yakuza - Part 3

We attempted to rendezvous with the main force.
My men filed into the adjacent ships, defending against enemy attempts to board while simultaneously untying the chains and sailing away from the giant ship.
I had anticipated this situation from the initial design stage, so the chains between the ships were specially designed with trapdoors for easy fastening and unfastening.
After a series of bloody and arduous battles, we finally managed to secure the ships, untie the chains, and sail away.
"Another draw?" Mo Shi'ai, drenched in sweat, leaned against the railing and said.
Looking around the battlefield, the naval battle was a victory for us, but the shipboard combat was a different story. We still had one or two hundred men left on the giant ship; unable to retreat in time, they were practically doomed. On the other ships, Perpendia's side still had three or four hundred survivors, plus five or six hundred newly arrived.
"Now is the decisive moment. Signal Rebiru to light the fire." I've killed many people by now, but I still feel uneasy about doing so, because this is the first time I've killed one of my own men.
Xiao Zhen and Mo Shi'ai looked at me in confusion, while Rebiru, having received the signal, immediately activated the mechanism hidden on the giant ship, igniting the oil and firewood stored in the ship's lower deck.
Suddenly, the giant ship, crammed with over a thousand of Perbodia's men and over a hundred of my own, was plunged into a terrifying, scorching inferno.
The fire spread from the ship's lower deck, first rapidly expanding outwards, then gradually engulfing the center.
From the first sparks to the entire ship engulfing it, it took only a dozen seconds. The flames were terrifyingly red, reaching several feet high, and thick black smoke billowed into the sky like a tornado. Even I, far away, could feel the intensity of the fire and understood its horror.
After a long, stunned silence, Mo Shi'ai said to me in a trembling voice, "Was this something the boss planned all along?"
"Otherwise, how could the fire have spread so quickly?"
"Isn't this going too far? There are still our men left on the ship. If there was a trap, they should have used it earlier! The brothers wouldn't have died in vain!" Even someone as loyal as him had reservations.
"Is there any chance of saving those left on the ship? Is there any difference between being killed by the enemy and being burned to death by our own people? Besides, Persephone isn't a fool. If I had used an empty city ploy, why would he have sent so many men in? The brothers didn't sacrifice themselves in vain; they were bait to lure him into a trap." "
You haven't forgotten that each of them promised to give their lives for me, have you? I won't shortchange their families on their resettlement."
The only way to turn the tide was through surprise. In fact, setting the fire wasn't simple either. Setting it too early would only burn a few enemies. Setting it too late would mean the enemy had already reached other ships. And if the trap was accidentally triggered during the battle, even I would have been burned to death inside.
"The firelight is beautiful, it feels so warm."
Little Zhen, having reverted to her original form, gazed mesmerized at the giant ship engulfed in flames.
If one disregarded the hellish atmosphere inside the ship's cabins and the sight of people engulfed in flames jumping into the sea, the scene was indeed spectacular and dazzling.
Affected by the fire, all the enemies still on our ship lost their will to fight and jumped into the sea to escape.
I ordered Little Yi not to pursue them, to spare their lives. Because there were still powerful enemies to deal with.
That bitch Nara, who had been observing from the rear, now saw her lover in danger and rushed to the front lines to command.
She ordered her five mages to continuously unleash fierce blizzards and frosts on the giant ship engulfed in flames.
If I could eliminate Perbodia now, I could simply recruit traitors and reunify the gang my father had entrusted to me; naturally, I couldn't let that slut rescue Perbodia and most of her men.
I, along with several valiant warriors including Mo Shi'ai, Xiao Yi, and Xiao Zhen, boarded five warships and circled around before approaching the enemy on the ice bridge. Our experts excelled only in close combat, able to attack solely with the ship's cannons, while the enemy formed a shield formation, counterattacking from the rear with arrows and long-range magic.
Even in this critical moment, Nara, that vixen, prioritized her own life. Clad in tacky red armor, this thirty-year-old beauty no longer cared about saving Persephone, ordering her mages to focus all their efforts on dealing with us and preventing the warships from charging.
Several ice arrows shot towards me, but before I could react, the loyal Xiao Zhen blocked them all with her bare hands forming an impenetrable defensive net.
Next, a large snowball swept overhead with a deafening roar, freezing the masts and sails into ice, causing the ship's speed to drop abruptly.
"Damn it!" Little Yi put down her axe and picked up the cannon again. After Mo Shi'ai loaded the gunpowder and lit it for her, she aimed at the mages on the ice bridge and fired.
"Die!" Only the orcs could ignore the recoil and fire the cannon by hand.
The cannonball drew a pillar of fire, falling like a meteor onto the ice surface, stirring up a ten-foot column of water mixed with ice fragments. It killed one of the mages and a dozen or so people around him.
Then the ship shook violently with a loud bang, and the warship finally crashed into the ice bridge.
"Charge!"
I charged forward with my spiked club, with Mo Shi'ai, Little Zhen, and Little Yi guarding me on the left and right. The Perbodia side, led by Nara, completely collapsed and had no intention of engaging in battle.
It was all over, I confirmed this fact in my heart. The Perbodia would die in a sea of fire today, and that wretched woman, Nara, Emma's mother, was not enough to stand against me in terms of ability or reputation.
Just as I was sure of my victory, a small explosion occurred inside the giant ship.
A hole was blasted in the cabin opposite the ice bridge. The remaining crew risked their lives to escape the inferno and boarded a medium-sized speedboat that I hadn't noticed due to the fierce fighting.
Although I couldn't see anyone escaping, cheers of "Boss!" came from the ship.
The Boss they were calling for certainly wasn't me.
"Bobdia is really lucky, you survived such a huge fire."
I said, slamming my stick on the ice in frustration.
"Alright! The brothers have already worked hard. Since the enemy has new reinforcements, let's retreat for now. After everyone cleans up the mess, go back and rest! Tomorrow I will reward those who have contributed and host a banquet to reward everyone."
But then I noticed a change that was both unexpected and yet somehow logical. The person who rescued Bobdia was a female warrior dressed in full crimson armor. This person certainly wasn't Nara. As far as I knew, another person in the underworld who liked to dress like that was the current leader of the White Whale Gang, Crimson Storm Lina.
I was speechless for a moment, because according to the intelligence Elia had given me, the White Whale Gang might send a small force to participate in today's battle, specifically to assist our disadvantaged side. But I never expected the gang leader to personally lead only a few of his personal guards. The White Whale Gang's established strategy was to prolong our civil war so they could take the opportunity to annex and win over other medium-sized gangs. However, the five warships I had secretly prepared, plus the giant ship used as a ruse for mutual destruction, created a rapid shift in the battle situation before they could act, allowing us to force Perbodia into a corner.
It was no surprise that Lina, a heroine among women, would temporarily change her allegiance to Perbodia.
After watching my mortal enemy, Perbodia, escape by ship, I returned to my ship, leaving only Jane behind, and met with Sheila alone.
"So? Is our bet settled? With this fire going, even if I don't gain the upper hand, I'll at least be evenly matched with Ceberdia." I said, like a savage who eats raw meat and drinks blood, while wiping the blood of my enemies off my body. But not being able to burn Ceberdia to death was still a regret.
Sheila, arriving by another ship, let out a deep breath and said, "Your methods are truly ruthless, burning both the enemy and your subordinates."
"So, are you willing to accept the outcome?"
"I'm not like you, so prone to breaking my word!" Sheila looked at Xiao Zhen with regret, her face etched with disappointment.
"I'll give you the key. I'll stay tonight; if you have time, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."
With that, she turned and left, her shoulders trembling.
Watching her retreating figure, a drop of water appeared on the dark elf's face. Was it a tear?
Regardless, as long as I'm not a loser, I have no interest in the tears of losers. Right now, my greatest interest is making love with the cowgirl.
I chose a medium-sized ship that could carry more than ten people, and right here on this battlefield where the smoke of battle hadn't yet cleared, with the dark night sky and the vast ocean as our new home.
The moon hung high overhead, and ships on the sea were still burning. Bathed in the moonlight and firelight, Xiao Zhen, dressed in a blood-stained maid's dress, possessed a captivating, alluring beauty.
"No one will bother us this time!" I took out the key Sheila had given me and waved it in front of Xiao Zhen.
Xiao Zhen naturally understood what this meant, and shyly lowered her head, nervously rubbing her slender hands.
The previous brutal killings had already aroused my animalistic instincts. Now, with the sea breeze blowing, Xiao Zhen's body was filled with the alluring scent of milk, and I could no longer restrain myself.
"Ah!"
With Xiao Zhen's exclamation, I immediately tore her upper garment in two. Her pair of pink, tender, and proud breasts stood erect in the night wind.
"Mr. Elios, you're too lustful."
The jade light before my eyes was dazzling, and Xiao Zhen's figure was curvaceous, especially her breasts, each with a silver bell hanging from its nipple.
"You lewd little heifer! Your master isn't here, and you're wearing these things yourself."
I proudly pulled on the silver bells, eliciting a series of seductive moans and the tinkling of the bells.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
"I was already mentally prepared, so I dressed up deliberately." The cowgirl gave me a flirtatious wink, looking aggrieved. She
was indeed a beauty trained by that she-devil Sheila, outwardly chaste but inwardly wanton and alluring.
Stimulated by the heifer, my blood boiled, and I pushed her down onto the deck, kneading her round, soft, and smooth breasts.
"Ah...ah...Mr. Elios...you're so rough."
Little Zhen frowned and begged for mercy, but it had the opposite effect. I became even more eager to sexually abuse this enchantress; no wonder Sheila was so infatuated with her.
I showed even more ruthlessness, tearing all of Little Zhen's clothes to shreds in one go. Her exquisitely sculpted body was only covered by a chastity belt.
"Ah!"
With a wanton and seductive cry, I parted the heifer's pink legs.
The fragrance wafted from her flower-like opening, a torrent of moisture already overflowing beneath the chastity belt, with several tender strands of pubic hair peeking out at the edges, exuding a wild, youthful aura.
"Look how wet you are, you wanton little heifer." I didn't let up with my verbal teasing of Zhen.
"You're so cruel! Saying such things to me, my master ignores me, and Mr. Elios says this too, Zhen is such an unfortunate soul."
Zhen turned her head away, her cow horns and curly hair as adorable as ever, her pouting lips a look that was both endearing and infuriating.
"You don't need to deny it! The fact is, you little heifer are in heat."
"The little heifer is in heat."
"You...you..."
"You're so mean, bullying me like this."
"You look even more beautiful when you're angry."
I took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole of the chastity belt, and unlocked it.
"Oh ho!"
"Quite a lot here!" I held the chastity belt, glistening with her own juices.
"Stop making fun of me." Xiao Zhen, her face flushed, looked shy and embarrassed.
Her clothes were completely undone, and she used her delicate hands to protect her sensitive areas. Her alabaster-white body shone brightly in the moonlight.
"When you were with Sheila, you must have used quite a few fake things. Now I'll show you what the real thing is."
I removed my armor, removing all artificial restraints, revealing my thick, sturdy penis.
"How is it? Have you seen it before?"
"I saw it once," the cowwoman murmured.
"Eh!"
"Last time, Mr. Elios used this to conquer his master, and Xiao Zhen blushed and her heart raced. Xiao Zhen is a shameless scoundrel; she actually wanted to secretly taste what it felt like!" Xiao Zhen's
face was flushed, and she bit her nails as she parted her red lips.
I hadn't realized Xiao Zhen had been paying so much attention to me since then; I felt both proud and happy.
"Silly girl! I've liked you since the first time I saw you. Actually, back then, I wanted you more than your master." Mainly, I was attracted to her large breasts, but I wisely kept quiet.
"I just wanted to win your heart, to have you offer yourself to me willingly."
"Ellios..." Tears welled up in Xiao Zhen's eyes.
"Come! I've wanted you to do this for me for a long time. Use your breasts to massage me."
As for the object of the massage, I patted my proudly erect penis.
"Okay! As long as it makes you happy, Elios."
As expected of a top-tier maid, Xiao Zhen cupped her beautiful, firm, heavyweight breasts, squatted at my feet, and used her breasts to clamp my penis.
"Ahhh..."

Chapter Nine: The Raging Bull Girl
. Suddenly, we both cried out simultaneously.
Xiao Zhen truly had ice-cold muscles and bones; her smooth breasts exuded a cool aura. Being clamped between her delicate, silk-like testicles, I couldn't help but scream with pleasure.
"Ellios, you're so hot... it's making me spit it out." Little Zhen's pretty face beneath me was as red as an apple.
Next, Little Zhen diligently and wholeheartedly served me, using her breasts to rub, wrap, wipe, and squeeze my penis.
The feeling was truly indescribable, more blissful than heaven.
"Ah..."
I finally erupted, spilling my hot milk onto Little Zhen's beautiful face.
"Warm and warm... such a strong thrust..." Little Zhen murmured in surprise.
Then this charming little cow, with her innocent face, licked away my semen like a kitten licking milk.
My desire immediately surged to my head.
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" All the foreplay was done.
The current environment was both beautiful and cruel; the night sky was clear and cloudless, the moon bright, but the flames on the ships at sea had not yet completely died down. I used the deaths of thousands to further my career. In this glorious moment of victory, I possessed the little cow I had longed for. This sweet memory will be forever etched in my mind.
Let Xiao Zhen lie on her side, raise one slender pink leg, revealing her alluring vulva.
There grew a patch of blue, fragrant grass, the same color as her hair, glistening with warm nectar. Her labia parted slightly in excitement, revealing glimpses of pink flesh through the cleft.
I positioned myself on my side, allowing my erect member to enter the little cow's secret garden.
"Ahhh..."
Although it wasn't the first time I'd opened my door for you, I've never acknowledged relationships between women. In this world, only a man can be a woman's first lover. Whatever happens between women is just a game of premarital sex education for me.
Thinking back, I should thank Sheila for her training, which saved me a lot of trouble.
Besides her magnificent breasts, Little Zhen's body was also voluptuous. Her flower mound was no exception, so although my path had been paved with a toy, it was as tight as a virgin's, and the inside was filled with warm, sticky love fluid, bringing unparalleled pleasure with every thrust.
"Hoo...ha...ahhh..."
Little Zhen murmured seductively, her pleasure boundless.
The sound echoed across the vast blue sea.
"Ellios...so amazing. A real man is indeed different, soft yet hard, and as hot as fire."
"Ah...ha...hoo..."
"Little Zhen feels like she's been pierced, so comfortable, so comfortable, indescribably comfortable."
Given Little Zhen's illiterate level of education, coupled with her current delirious state of mind, intoxicated by the electric-like pleasure, her repeated expressions of comfort were the simplest and most direct reflection of my might.
Hearing this, I worked even harder, constantly changing positions to find the sensitive spots inside her flower cave. Sometimes I used the traditional missionary position, sometimes the animalistic rear-entry position, and even the cowgirl position. In short, I wanted to make the little cow's moans and groans rise higher and higher.
"Little Zhen is about to faint, Ellios keeps thrusting inside me."
Riding on me, Little Zhen moved up and down instinctively, her flower cave contracting more and more frequently and at shorter intervals.
The heat inside me was ready to explode.
Especially when looking up from below, those heaving, magnificent breasts were truly spectacular. The visual stimulation combined with the exquisite tactile pleasure of the lower body, along with the tantalizing fragrance that stimulated the brain, created an overwhelming sensation. Even if I wanted to resist, it was impossible to endure.
For the second time, I experienced that overwhelming pleasure of ejaculation.
"Ah! Xiao Zhen feels her lower body is filled too."
Although I ejaculated first, Xiao Zhen's climax provided me with a post-coital massage of lingering pleasure.
Finally, Xiao Zhen's entire body arched and flushed, as if overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, finding maximum satisfaction in me, her vagina gushing forth a powerful stream of vaginal fluid.
That night, I pleasured the cowwoman six or seven times until I was utterly exhausted.
I was so excited I could only manage a short nap, waking up before dawn. After today's rewards and recognition, I would press my advantage and launch my most intense offensive yet against Pablodia.
Before that, I decided to visit Sheila on another ship.
I went to meet this noblewoman, naked except for a bathrobe, without any regard for her status or the need for elaborate attire.
When I saw Sheila, she was silently gazing at the horizon, bathed in the crisp morning breeze.
"Do all fairies get up this early?"
If it were me! I wouldn't get up like a rooster if I didn't have a job. Holding power and status means I'm the rule-maker. Within the organization, I say when to start work, otherwise why bother climbing the ladder?
Organization? I wonder which senior figure came up with that term; it's a much more elegant way to refer to a gang.
"I didn't sleep a wink last night!"
Sheila sighed. "I cried last night."
"I'm the daughter of a prince, with hundreds of servants and soldiers at my command. For someone of my status to shed tears for a stray heifer I picked up by the roadside, unwanted by anyone, is laughable!"
Sheila, slightly angry and self-deprecating, turned her captivatingly beautiful face towards me.
The usually proud and arrogant dark fairy now had red eyes and a heartbreakingly haggard appearance. As expected of a race renowned for its beauties, Sheila's eyes were bright and expressive, conveying emotions with just a glance. Her delicate, oval face was captivating, and her lips were firm, moist, and tender red.
Her most outstanding quality was her aura, something the heifer lacked, and even Emma couldn't match. Her noble and graceful demeanor, every gesture, drew attention, possessing a captivating, bewitching charm that set her apart from the crowd.
For a moment, I couldn't help but blurt out, "Do you want me to give the cowgirl back to you?"
Then, quite naturally, I kissed her moist, warm red lips.
Sheila didn't refuse.
Only afterwards, she said with resentment, "Given my status, position, and pride, would I beg someone to return something I lost a bet? Whatever I want, I'll take it, whether by trickery or force."
"You really have character, I like it!"
"Last night I was restless, and now I'm completely exhausted, both physically and mentally." Sheila crossed her legs, gently lifting her pomegranate-colored skirt to reveal her slender, honey-colored legs.
"My father was very strict with me from a young age, so strict that I hated him, you could even say I secretly resented him. As soon as I grew up, he immediately wanted to use me as a bargaining chip, to play his power games through my marriage."
"That's how a real man should be." I couldn't help but feel envious.
"Do you know how awful you are!" Sheila glared at me fiercely.
"Leaving aside the woman you love, whether it's a daughter or a son, they all have to go out and earn a living.
Since that's the case, why can't you also seek personal gain while finding them partners? Ask yourself honestly, would you do the same to your daughter?"
After pondering for a while, Sheila sighed, "You, my father, and I are similar in some ways. Or perhaps it's more accurate to say that ambitious people who crave power are all alike."
"Because I hate my father, I hate men. I hate you too, but just as I hate my father, I seem to still have some feelings for you."
Hearing Sheila say she liked me with a wry smile, I felt a momentary sense of elation, though I couldn't even tell which of her words were true and which were false.
"I feel deeply honored to hear your words." I took Sheila's slender hand and kissed it.
Sheila ignored my kiss and continued, "Longevity is a good thing for me. But when I was in the prime of my life, both you and Jane were already old and dead. I was destined to endure the pain of losing the ones I love."
I never imagined that the domineering and ambitious Sheila could be so vulnerable, helpless, and heartbroken. Her smooth cheeks paled, and her profound sorrow moved even me.
"So, facing my limited years, I don't want to waste any more time, nor do I want to deceive myself about my feelings. I like you, and I want to try the taste of a man with you."
This time, the sorrowful look on Sheila's face vanished, replaced by a bewitching allure, like a Black Widow trying to devour me.
"With your personality, would you really like a man who rapes you?"
"Don't forget I'm a dark elf, not a human woman. I have no foolish notion of waiting for my prince charming while I remain a virgin. Besides, you've probably heard the rumors that beautiful dark elves can take on a hundred or even a thousand men on the battlefield, but in bed, they can be so alluring they can influence the fate of a nation."
Knowing the danger, knowing I couldn't completely trust Sheila's words, I still couldn't resist her offer, and we rekindled our romance in the morning light.
This bold enchantress willingly removed my bathrobe, gazing admiringly at my shapely body.
I lifted Sheila's chin, looking into her eyes, which were filled with desire and wildness. Was this a carefully laid trap of seduction, or had her pride suddenly softened because of the loss of Xiao Zhen? I couldn't tell for a moment, but I had no reason not to enjoy such beauty offered to me.
My hands were busy undressing Sheila, my lips kissing her red lips, cheeks, and earlobes again and again.
As for Sheila, she gripped my penis with great curiosity, as if she had never seen it before. The cool, smooth touch of her fingers filled me with pleasure.
"Men are truly wondrous creatures. This thing doesn't even have bones, so why does it become so hard and hot just from being engorged with blood?"
"I feel deeply honored to conquer you with it, to be your first man!"
Hearing my words, I never expected this little vixen to blush and her heart to race.
By this time, I had already stripped Sheila's upper body naked, bathing her petite figure in the morning light and sea breeze.
Suddenly, a jewel-encrusted gold dagger fell from her clothes.
Sheila caught it deftly, then pulled it out and pressed it against my imposing, towering erection.
Completely ignoring this series of events, I continued to undress Sheila, the only difference being that my methods changed from gentle to rough.
"Aren't you afraid I'll cut it off?" Sheila's tone was threatening.
"Go ahead and cut me, but you'd better be prepared to pay the price."
No matter how much Sheila dotes on Xiao Zhen, I don't believe she would commit suicide for love or be a completely irrational infatuated woman. So I believe she wouldn't dare to do anything reckless, because even if she could severely injure me, I would still have the strength to strangle her.
"You're too daring! Or should I say you're incredibly audacious?" Sheila threw away the dagger, letting me remove all her clothes.
Although I like adventure, it's always a calculated adventure, never a momentary recklessness. But I don't have time to explain now.
"You didn't offer yourself just to scare me with that knife, did you?"
"That was a little game to express my displeasure, but it didn't work. Simply put, after doing it with you last time, I've always felt that my sex life with Xiao Zhen is missing something, and this time I want to find the answer in you."
As expected of an evil black vixen, in other words, after tasting my penis, she's only satisfied with homosexuality. Sheila's frank and bold expression of her sexual needs was something Little Jane and Emma couldn't do. Even if they wanted to, they would only wait for me to act, and even when they couldn't hold back, they would express it in a subtle way.
"Then let me find the answer for you, excuse me!"
Before Sheila could react, I used her ornate and expensive lantern panties to tie up her hands.
"What are you doing?" Sheila, who had been full of anticipation, became very displeased.
"You're blinded by your own actions! The reason a high-and-mighty woman like you would seek out a man you dislike is because you can't find someone stronger than you. The more spoiled and willful a strong woman like you is, the more pathetic she is. Just give her a good whipping, starve her for three days, and then fuck her a few times, and she'll become obedient and docile."
"You're talking nonsense! I'm only used to being an empress, I would never be a slave."
"How can you know the benefits of being a slave if you've never been one?"
Since I've decided to use sadomasochistic methods, I naturally won't bother with foreplay. I observe Sheila's honey-colored mound, slightly permeated with some clear and glistening love honey. But this level of wetness is still not enough for me to conquer.
My solution is very simple and primitive: spit saliva on it.
"Stop it! How can you be so disgusting, you lowly commoner!" Sheila's jade face turns red with anger, her eyebrows raised.
For someone of her noble birth, her mysophobia would be relatively severe; how could she accept such a slovenly practice?
In response to the dark-skinned beauty's insults, I immediately raised her legs and slapped her smooth, delicate buttocks twice. "I am just a filthy, lowly commoner, but isn't it a perfect match for a sadomasochistic lesbian like you?"
Sheila's tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly held them back.
Then, without hesitation, I thrust in, penetrating her deeply. This was my second time entering her since she lost her virginity, and given her even smaller stature than Emma, her tightness was comparable to that of an anus.
I cried out in pleasure as I thrust forcefully.
Sheila had tried to suppress her cries, but under my sudden, powerful onslaught, the force of my penetration forced her to abandon all restraint and cry out.
It was a melodious cry, like a fairy's song, mixed with pleasure, humiliation, and wantonness.
My continuous assault caused her vaginal fluids to gush forth, absorbing my overwhelming onslaught.
As Sheila's pleasure surged through her body like an electric current, her honey-colored, smooth body writhing beneath me in ecstasy,
I slowed my pace, employing nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.
Sheila, yearning for my renewed, raging onslaught, stared at me with expectant eyes and gritted teeth, yet unwilling to beg.
I tormented her until she was on the verge of ecstasy, unable to stop, before thrusting in again with renewed speed.
This repeated itself many times, Sheila's seductive moans echoing across the sea, and at our point of contact, a torrent of clear, sticky love juice overflowed.
Finally, deep within her, I ejaculated my semen, savoring the contractions of Sheila's climax.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
The once arrogant noblewoman, now with her eyes rolled back and glazed over, saliva glistening on her lips, oblivious to her own loss of consciousness, was lost in the afterglow of her orgasm.
I bet Sheila had never experienced such passivity and ferocity in her same-sex relationship with Xiao Zhen.
Completely conquered by me, Sheila, after I untied her restraints, proactively dressed me, completely naked and alluring.
"Did you ever ask Xiao Zhen if I woke up in the middle of the night thinking of you, screaming 'No!'?" Sheila asked shyly, her cheeks still flushed.
Then, in an almost whispered, panting voice, she said, "I...I know..."
"Actually, I dreamt of your big cock...in the dream I was fucking so hard I was moaning...I was so disgusted and humiliated I woke up struggling." I was greatly surprised.
"But compared to physical pleasure, pointless pride is truly impractical." The embarrassed black fairy wiped the saliva from her mouth. Just
last night I fulfilled my wish of taking Xiao Zhen into my harem, and today Sheila took the initiative to confess her feelings, allowing me to enjoy unparalleled bliss.
Afterwards, Sheila became even more seductive, alluring, and sexy. She was practically a vixen who had drained my virility.
Of course, I didn't completely trust this bewitching woman. But everything was going too smoothly. After defeating the enemy and winning the bull woman, even Sheila, who had always opposed me, submitted to me.
The consequence of overconfidence is ego inflation, and I was no exception. Recalling that after I conquered Sheila once, although she made things difficult for me in every way, she neither actually killed me nor did she help me with money and manpower.
Maybe I really could win her over with one shot, conquering her heart with brutal sex. Aren't many noblewomen morbidly sexually deviant? Maybe Sheila really is a pervert, craving to be ravaged, possessed, and raped.
Besides, normal women would never adopt a child and then discipline her when she grows up. Shouldn't we have extraordinary methods to deal with this extraordinary person? Maybe I'll just stumble upon the perfect solution by sheer luck.
"What do you plan to do next?"
"Need I say more? Go and seize territory." I answered firmly and decisively.
The victory of the fireboat tactic became a widely circulated legend in the underworld. Later, some even claimed that I had burned over ten thousand Pablo Diaz to death in that single battle.
While that wasn't an exaggeration, the enemy's losses were certainly substantial. Although I suffered three or four hundred casualties, I was quickly replenished. This
was because the authorities had a new money-making scheme: allowing prisoners to be released on bail for medical treatment—essentially buying freedom. I used this pretext to redeem all those previously arrested. This narrowed the power gap between us and the enemy from 1,500 to 2,500.
Gang warfare in the underworld is different from battlefield combat. There are no defensive lines to defend. There are only territories composed of different strongholds. The government controls the area, and we are fighting for control of these points right under their noses.
Pablo Diaz, with four thousand men controlling ninety percent of the territory, was already too fragmented. Now that the enemy's numbers are much closer, he lacks the mobile forces to react quickly to my attacks.
Moreover, once my pleasure boats are out at sea, there's almost nowhere to defend, while Persephone has to be constantly on guard.
In the ensuing fierce battles, I trampled over enemy corpses, using countless lives and bloodshed to reclaim territory after territory. My ruthless and brutal methods earned me a notorious reputation, striking fear into the hearts of all.
The territory my father left me is now divided equally between Persephone and me, bringing our forces to a mere two thousand against two thousand. My expansion has reached its limit, and a delicate balance has been created once again.
Unless both sides mobilize their main forces for a decisive battle, neither side can break this equilibrium through constant small and medium-sized attacks.
My two top lieutenants, Mo Shiai and Rebiru, advocated a full-scale offensive, mobilizing all manpower and resources. Rebiru, on the other hand, believed in a defensive posture for the time being, improving businesses within their territory to increase revenue, with the long-term goal of overwhelming Perbodia with money.
I haven't explicitly adopted either of these approaches.
Although the White Whale Gang's growing power compels me to win the civil war as soon as possible, Perbodia is not incompetent; he's not someone I can defeat simply by launching an attack or expanding my operations.
Currently, my biggest concern isn't the White Whale Gang, which is also part of the underworld, but Sheriff Marina.
Strictly speaking, she belongs to Prime Minister Grug's faction, but this sheriff, feared by all criminals in the capital, is not someone Grug can order around at will; she has considerable independent judgment.
If Perbodia and I are boxers in a ring, then she is the referee. I have Prince Kaguru, Sheila's father, behind me; Perbodia has Prime Minister Grug and Sheriff Marina behind him. No matter what, I'm at a disadvantage. In fact, if she hadn't sided with Pablodia, my situation would be much more favorable.
Pablodia dominated the early stages of the match, but I managed to evade the judges and land a foul, resulting in a temporary tie. However, no matter how hard I try, I can't defeat Pablodia quickly, and the Prime Minister Grugu behind him is even more beyond my control. Ideally,
I should find a way to eliminate the referee and replace him with someone close to Prince Kaguru; otherwise, I could at least use the substitution to decide a winner with Pablodia in the short term.
There are numerous gangs in the capital; if this internal conflict continues, they will eventually be absorbed by the White Whale Gang.
A showdown sooner rather than later would definitely benefit me; otherwise, even if I defeat Pablodia, how can I deal with the White Whale Gang, who currently holds a significant advantage?
With Rebiru, the strategist, and Moshiai, the beast, I can confidently entrust them with temporarily dealing with Perbodia, while Elia will assist me in slowing down the White Whale Gang's advance as much as possible. I, on the other hand, will focus on figuring out how to eliminate Marina, the sheriff and guardian of the capital's people.
She's not only a stunningly beautiful, tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman with half-dragon blood and a prestigious family background, but also intelligent, capable, and highly skilled in martial arts.
Perhaps because of her exceptional personal life, few dare to presume to be near this powerful woman. Even when some reckless scions of noble families try to woo her, she turns a blind eye. Moreover, she's incorruptible, regarding money as dirt, a rare and virtuous official.
If the empire's system weren't so corrupt that one couldn't survive in officialdom without forming cliques, she wouldn't even need to choose Grugu as her allegiance.
Dealing with this beauty is proving quite daunting. No one will believe any slanderous rumors she spreads. With Grugu as her backer, it's impossible to bring her down in the officialdom without substantial evidence.
Although I wanted to capture her alive and train her, given her exceptional martial arts skills, it was virtually impossible. After much deliberation, I decided to take the simplest, most direct, and underworld-style method:
assassination.
After careful selection, I chose a trio of assassins who called themselves the Dark Trio. Their past achievements gave me confidence that success was possible.
Even if the three of them combined could only fight Marina to a draw, the essence of assassination lies in surprise. As long as that's achieved, even a less skilled assassin can take down a renowned martial arts master, and that's where their brilliance lies.
Skilled people often have high egos; they not only refused to lower the price but also demanded full payment upfront.
Although I was dissatisfied, I had no choice but to accept it silently.
The only concession they offered after haggling was that I witness their assassination.
"Why did you call us to this deserted place in the middle of the night? Those three grumpy bastards."
Enduring the cold air, I led Xiao Zhen, Xiao Yi, Rebiru, and several of my men to the agreed location.
"If you're not satisfied with our service, you can always find someone else, but I doubt there are more than ten people in the capital who would dare take this job."
Suddenly, a ghostly male voice rang out behind me.
I turned around and saw three assassins. One was of average build, one was exceptionally tall, and one was exceptionally short. They were all dressed in black and wielded knives, swords, and axes respectively.
"No! I have no complaints. Being able to get behind me so silently is worth the 20,000 gold coins I paid."
The little cow, terrified, hid behind me, while the others stood guard with their knives drawn. Only Xiao Yi remained motionless, seemingly having noticed their arrival all along.

Chapter Ten: Bloodshed in the Dark Night.
Rebiru cautiously asked, "Our leader understands your abilities, but why did we meet here? According to our scouts, Marina is still at home."
The shortest of them chuckled dryly with disgust, "What are your scouts worth?"
" What the hell are you laughing at? A bunch of shady characters. I'll let you off this time.
" "If you're paid to solve someone's problems, and you don't even have the skill to find your prey, what right do you have to roam the underworld? Let me tell you! Every full moon night, even the usually upright female sheriff will sneak around here, hiding from her servants and guards."
"Whether she's there to meet her lover or to collect shady money, we can't get too close to avoid alerting her. But a skilled fighter like her can't be killed just by taking advantage of her convenience or when she's sleeping. We'll strike when she's off on her way back and her mind is relaxed. You just watch."
After receiving the money, the three men vanished into the darkness like the wind.
"Boss, I'm so sorry! Our spies were so useless."
"Never mind. It's not that you were useless, it's that Marina is too good."
Marina taking bribes? Even I, the gang leader, don't believe it. There's no need to meet your lover in such an unsightly place.
Although I'm curious about the secrets of this exceptional female sheriff, it doesn't matter now; she'll be dead soon.
I wanted to train her to avenge my naked arrest and the severed arm of Mo Shi'ai, but it seems that opportunity is gone.
I hardened my heart and decided to hang her naked corpse on the city wall as revenge.
Half an hour later, a black-clad figure appeared under a secluded bridge on the outskirts of the capital. We waited silently for another fifteen minutes. Then,
suddenly, a dazzling dragon of lightning erupted from under the bridge, followed by a series of resounding clangs of clashing weapons, each one clear and loud, echoing far and wide.
"Looks like their skills are far less impressive than their boasts; they still failed," Rebiru mocked.
"Hopefully they've already severely injured Marina in their first strike and then successfully killed the wounded sheriff, otherwise the 20,000 gold coins we just paid will have been wasted."
"Don't worry, boss. The worst-case scenario is that all three of them are killed. After Marina is far away, I'll send someone to retrieve the money from the corpses. Not a single copper coin will be spent."
"Hahaha! Well done." I was overjoyed to hear Rebiru's words.
"Killing Marina would be best; even if three assassins die, we won't suffer any loss. The worst-case scenario is that both sides survive and retreat."
If we could witness it up close, it would definitely be a fierce battle to the death. The four-man fight shook even the bridge. Marina's electric baton unleashed lifelike lightning dragons, and rocks kept falling from the bridge, splashing thousands of water droplets onto the river.
After half an hour of bloody fighting, the first piercing scream rang out. Two more screams followed quickly.
"These three useless beasts, all they're good at is talking."
"Huh..."
Marina, having left the area under the bridge, staggered, seemingly seriously injured. She struggled forward step by step, collapsing into the water after several dozen steps and unable to rise again.
"Could it be a suicide attack!" Rebiru looked at me with a face full of joy.
"Perhaps she's just seriously injured."
"If she's injured, wouldn't the gang leader and Miss Zhen be able to capture the sheriff with ease?"
"No! I'd rather let her go than take action myself."
A person who does great things can't just be greedy for short-term gains. If I can't kill her the first time, I can hire an assassin again .
What if she's deliberately feigning injury to lure us out? Even if we manage to escape unscathed, she will definitely do everything in her power to suppress our gang, and the losses in money and manpower will be considerable.
Fifteen minutes later, Marina was still motionless.
It seemed she was either really dead or too seriously injured to move. If she's only injured but not dead, wouldn't I be able to avenge that arrow wound and fulfill my wish of training the Dragon Girl?
Despite having weathered many storms, the thought of stripping the formidable female sheriff Marina naked and leading her like a dog through the streets made me blush and my heart race like a teenager.
"Send two men down to see if she's dead."
My heart pounded with anxiety as I watched my two men take their orders and approach the unyielding heroine.
Seeing that Marina remained motionless, I grew even more nervous, even taking Xiao Zhen's warm, delicate hand in mine.
"Does Master Elios also feel afraid?" Xiao Zhen asked mischievously, looking up at me.
"Of course. If all goes well, besides you, my pet cow, I'll also have a slave beast."
"A slave beast?"
"That's right! Not a slave, but a female slave beast, even lower than a slave."
Xiao Yi gripped her axe tightly, looking at Marina with regret, saying, "I really want to fight her fairly again."
Sigh! Xiao Yi, what talk of fairness among gangsters!
After checking Marina's two henchmen, they gestured for us to come down.
"I've really been on a lucky streak lately!" I exclaimed.
Just as I took my first step, an ominous light flashed across the night sky.
Seeing me burst in, she stood up in astonishment, exclaiming, "How is this possible! Take him down!"
Marina, seemingly dead or alive, suddenly leaped up and cleaved one of my henchmen in two with her sword, easily subduing the other.
"Our sheriff is incredibly patient! Even with her status, she'd lie in the river to lure people in."
I said dismissively, but secretly cursed the sheriff's ancestors.
"What should we do now!" Rebiru didn't panic, but carefully sought my advice.
"That useless guy has family, right? Send them abroad and settle them properly, then tell him to commit suicide in prison. Don't cause us any trouble."
For the 20,000 gold coins on the corpse, I had no choice but to continue waiting. Finally, an hour before dawn, Marina left.
The group continued upstream. Although only four people had died, a lingering, strong stench of blood seemed to hang in the air. Looking closely at the bridge where the fierce battle had taken place, one could see many stones had crumbled, and even the bridge's beams were loose. Little Yi examined the traces of the battle like an artist examining a work of art, nodding repeatedly, presumably mentally reconstructing the events of the fight.
The three assassins' mangled corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the river. Imagining the brutality of the battle, a chill ran down my spine.
To slice through the stone bridge like tofu—this was no human feat. Despite Marina's seemingly human appearance, and her initial even even fight to a draw with me, I now realized that she had deliberately held back her strength in battle. But when fighting those three exceptional assassins, she was forced to unleash the other half of her power—the power of a dragon.
Rebiru was lucky enough to recover the banknotes intact. In fact, judging from the extent of the damage to the body, I thought the money was lost. What a close call! What a close call!
I examined the deep sword marks left on the stone bridge more closely and came to a conclusion.
Marina was indeed injured, and quite badly. But with the tenacious vitality of her half-dragon bloodline, she not only killed three assassins but also endured her injuries to lure out my men. She was truly a formidable opponent.
"Huh! It seems we didn't waste our time; we even unearthed some treasure."
Several hidden chests were discovered in the collapsed section of the stone bridge.
Although we couldn't kill or capture Marina, knowing her true strength and injuring her was enough.
What delighted me most was finding the secret Marina had deliberately hidden.
Inside weren't gold or jewels, but boxes of documents far more valuable. The documents contained evidence of crimes committed by different officials, gathered by the Security Bureau in various cases, but they all revolved around collusion between officials and businessmen, and other illegal activities.
Every page could be used as a weapon in the power struggles within the court. Every document could be exchanged for a fortune.
After moving them all, Rebiru and I spent several days figuring out how to best utilize this treasure. He even devised a way to defeat Marina. The
supposedly incorruptible Marina and the corrupt Prime Minister Grug were merely using each other. Judging from the documents, the female sheriff was truly loyal to the young and capable Crown Prince, who was determined to eradicate corruption within the court.
I didn't want to be an official and get rich; the underworld was where I belonged. I don't care how the officials in the court fight amongst themselves, as long as it benefits me.
Whether it's fighting for territory and betraying friends or running brothels and pleasure boats, I'm confident I'm not weak. But when it comes to effectively using intrigue and scheming, no one but the cunning and calculating Rebiru knows best.
Following his advice, I selected some documents that could strike at Prime Minister Grugu, intending to present them as a gift to Sheila's father, Prince Kaguru.
It's truly a twist of fate. My father's backer was Prime Minister Grugu, while his biggest rival, the White Whale Gang, was backed by Prince Kaguru. After my father's death, in my struggle against Perbodia, Grugu sided with Perbodia. And through a series of coincidences, I met Sheila and she joined Prince Kaguru.
Just as there are no permanent enemies or friends between nations, only permanent interests, the same principle applies to politics and the underworld.
On a sunny afternoon, Sheila, Jane, and I traveled together to Prince Kaguru's residence. I had originally planned to go with Rebiru, but his visit was declined due to his status.
Lately, I've been traveling by carriage, but this was my first time riding in a prince's six-horse carriage, its gold trim adding to its imposing grandeur. I was dressed in the most formal aristocratic attire, complete with a scarf and coat, and outwardly looked no different from those ostentatious, handsome young noblemen.
Inside the carriage, Sheila and Little Jane, the former mistress and servant, were surprisingly polite to each other, as if their relationship were quite distant. Little Jane
sat respectfully to one side, serving the two of us. Sheila, on the other hand, was like a concubine vying for the emperor's favor, constantly trying to seduce me, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
The route was lined with lush trees, each a century-old pine, forming a green tunnel that shielded us from the harsh sunlight. It
wasn't until we reached Prince Kaguru's residence that I discovered the castle was built on a small island in the middle of a lake, connected to the shore by only a bridge. The magnificent ancient city was large enough to hold tens of thousands of soldiers.
The lake water was clear and azure, revealing fish swimming freely beneath. Surrounding it were picturesque lakes and mountains, with distant peaks capped with pristine white snow.
"Your father has such refined tastes, even choosing such a paradise-like place to build a city."
"Heh...haha..." Hearing my moved words, Sheila couldn't help but laugh.
"What's so funny about what I said?"
"You don't understand my father at all. The castle was built on a small island in the lake for defense. The fish in the lake provided food supplies during wartime, and the magnificent castle needed sufficient space for self-sufficiency during long sieges. The picturesque scenery was merely a secondary, optional choice."
"Get off here and walk in!"
"Are you angry with me and going to punish me?" Sheila grabbed my collar with a serious expression.
"No, I just need to pee."
"Just hold it in the castle, you're not a child."
"I can't hold it anymore."
"You should get out of the carriage."
"I don't want to pee on the roadside, it's so unsightly. I have a portable urinal here." I smugly pulled Xiao Zhen aside.
"Master Elios..." Xiao Zhen blushed deeply.
Sheila, on the other hand, was so angry that her face turned as red as if she were burning up. She roared furiously, "Go to hell! You slut of the century!"
Then she angrily got out of the carriage first, taking all the servants except the driver with her.
I deliberately made a bad joke to scare Sheila away, so that it would just be Xiao Zhen and me. But she blushed and knelt down in front of me, reaching out her hands to take off my pants.
"That's enough, that's enough! I'm not so bad as to use your cherry lips as a urinal."
Xiao Zhen's thoughtfulness and loyalty were enough.
"Master Elios, you don't need to mind. I used to do that for Miss Sheila occasionally."
So that's what happened. That harlot Sheila was clearly just angry and embarrassed.
I have three women by my side: my sister Emma, who is my wife. She is usually virtuous and lovely, but although she is shy in bed, I have trained her to be like a harlot. Sheila's charm lies in her changeable personality and her noble "queen" aura, which often attracts me to challenge and try to conquer her. The cow girl is not only big-breasted and hot-bodied, but also considerate and loyal, though she is somewhat cowardly and stupid.
"Between you and Sheila..."
Before I could finish speaking, two lines of clear tears welled up in Xiao Zhen's beautiful eyes.
"Master was the one who abandoned me first, but now I have changed my mind myself. Will she resent me in her heart!"
Xiao Zhen nestled sadly against my legs. I slipped my hand into her maid's uniform and gently stroked her smooth, cool, porcelain-like back.
"If she doesn't want you, then having you is enough. Come on! Stop crying." I moved my hand to Little Jane's plump, bouncy buttocks and patted them twice, telling her to wipe away her tears and cheer up.
Sheila and Little Jane are a lesbian couple, master and servant, and it was because of me that things turned out this way. I believe that as long as we have sex twice in bed, they will naturally become intimately connected.
But when it comes to Emma, I have no confidence. Although it's common for men to have multiple wives and concubines, I don't think things will be as easy as in a storybook, where suddenly a black elf concubine and a pet cow are added to the house, and then they and the first wife will happily go to bed together, waiting for my favor.
In short, things will work themselves out. After comforting the little cow by letting her confide her troubles, I caught up with Sheila again, and the three of us stepped into the castle together.
Today, I am no longer the naive person I once was. I have seen many magnificent places, but none can compare to this one.
The space inside the castle is very spacious, without any cramped or oppressive feeling. Every pavilion, tower, pillar, brick, and tile in the city was ingeniously designed, complemented by exquisite works of art and magnificent decorations. Although no gold or silverware was used, the soft green lighting and delicate floral fragrance created an atmosphere reminiscent of a celestial palace, making one feel detached from worldly concerns.
"Speaking of the art of living, the great nobles are indeed extraordinary."
If the empire's system hadn't become so corrupt that forming cliques meant one had nowhere to hide in officialdom, she wouldn't have even needed to choose Grugu as her allegiance.
Dealing with this beauty is proving quite daunting. No one would believe rumors and gossip. With Grugu as her backer, without substantial evidence, it's impossible to bring her down in the officialdom.
Although I wanted to capture her alive and train her, given her exceptional martial arts skills, it was virtually impossible. After much deliberation, I decided to use the simplest, most direct, and quintessentially underworld method:
assassination.
After careful selection, I chose a trio of assassins who called themselves the "Dark Trio." Their past achievements gave me faith in their ability to succeed.
Even if the three of them combined could only manage a draw against Marina, the essence of assassination lay in surprise. With that, even a less skilled assassin could take down a renowned martial arts master, and that was where their brilliance lay.
Skilled people often have high egos; they not only refused to lower their price but also demanded full payment upfront.
Though dissatisfied, I had no choice but to
swallow my anger. The only concession they offered after some haggling was that I witness their assassination.
"Why did you call us to this deserted place in the middle of the night? Those three grumpy bastards."
Enduring the cold air, I led Xiao Zhen, Xiao Yi, Rebiru, and several of my men to the agreed location.
"If you're not satisfied with our service, you can always find someone else, but I doubt there are more than ten people in the capital who would dare take this job."
Suddenly, a ghostly male voice rang out behind me.
I turned around and saw three assassins. One was of average build, one was exceptionally tall, and one was exceptionally short. They were all dressed in black and wielded knives, swords, and axes respectively.
"No! I have no complaints. Being able to get behind me so silently is worth the 20,000 gold coins I paid."
The little cow, terrified, hid behind me, while the others stood guard with their knives drawn. Only Xiao Yi remained motionless, seemingly having noticed their arrival all along.
Rebiru asked cautiously, "Our leader understands your abilities, but why did we meet here? According to our spies, Marina is still at home."
The shortest of them chuckled dryly with disgust, "What are your spies worth?"
What the hell are you laughing at? A bunch of shady characters. I'll tolerate you this once.
"If you're paid to solve someone's problem, and you don't even have the skill to find your prey, what right do you have to roam the world? Let me tell you! Every full moon night, even the usually upright female sheriff will sneak around here under the bridge, hiding from her servants and guards." "
Whether she's there to meet her lover or to collect shady money, we can't get too close to avoid alerting her. But a skilled fighter like her can't be killed just because she's using the restroom or sleeping. We'll strike when she's off on her way back and her guards are down. You just watch."
After receiving the money, the three men vanished into the darkness like the wind.
"Boss, I'm so sorry! Our spies were so useless."
"Never mind. It's not that you were useless, it's that Marina is too good."
Even I, the gang leader, don't believe Marina would accept bribes. And if she were meeting her lover, she wouldn't need to do it in such an unsightly place.
Although I was eager to know what shameful secrets this exceptional female sheriff held, it didn't matter now; she would soon be dead.
I wanted to train her to avenge my naked arrest and the severed arm of Mo Shi'ai, but it seemed the chance was gone.
I hardened my heart and decided to hang her naked corpse on the city wall as a form of public humiliation.
Half an hour later, a black-clad figure appeared under a secluded bridge on the outskirts of the capital. We waited silently for another fifteen minutes. Then,
suddenly, a dazzling dragon of lightning erupted from under the bridge, followed by a series of resounding clangs of clashing weapons, each one clear and loud, echoing far and wide.
"Looks like their skills are far less impressive than their boasts; they still failed," Rebiru mocked.
"Hopefully they've already severely injured Marina in their first strike and then successfully killed the wounded sheriff, otherwise the 20,000 gold coins we just paid will have been wasted."
"Don't worry, boss. The worst-case scenario is that all three of them are killed. After Marina is far away, I'll send someone to retrieve the money from the corpses. Not a single copper coin will be spent."
"Hahaha! Well done." I was overjoyed to hear Rebiru's words.
"Killing Marina would be best; even if three assassins die, we won't suffer any loss. The worst-case scenario is that both sides survive and retreat."
If we could witness it up close, it would definitely be a fierce battle to the death. The four-man fight shook even the bridge. Marina's electric baton unleashed lifelike lightning dragons, and rocks kept falling from the bridge, splashing thousands of water droplets onto the river.
After half an hour of bloody fighting, the first piercing scream rang out. Two more screams followed quickly.
"These three useless beasts, all they're good at is talking."
"Huh..."
Marina, having left the area under the bridge, staggered, seemingly seriously injured. She struggled forward step by step, collapsing into the water after several dozen steps and unable to rise again.
"Could it be a suicide attack!" Rebiru looked at me with a face full of joy.
"Perhaps she's just seriously injured."
"If she's injured, wouldn't the gang leader and Miss Zhen be able to capture the sheriff with ease?"
"No! I'd rather let her go than take action myself."
A person who does great things can't just be greedy for short-term gains. If I can't kill her the first time, I can hire an assassin again .
What if she's deliberately feigning injury to lure us out? Even if we manage to escape unscathed, she will definitely do everything in her power to suppress our gang, and the losses in money and manpower will be considerable.
Fifteen minutes later, Marina was still motionless.
It seemed she was either really dead or too seriously injured to move. If she's only injured but not dead, wouldn't I be able to avenge that arrow wound and fulfill my wish of training the Dragon Girl?
Despite having weathered many storms, the thought of stripping the formidable female sheriff Marina naked and leading her like a dog through the streets made me blush and my heart race like a teenager.
"Send two men down to see if she's dead."
My heart pounded with anxiety as I watched my two men take their orders and approach the unyielding heroine.
Seeing that Marina remained motionless, I grew even more nervous, even taking Xiao Zhen's warm, delicate hand in mine.
"Does Master Elios also feel afraid?" Xiao Zhen asked mischievously, looking up at me.
"Of course. If all goes well, besides you, my pet cow, I'll also have a slave beast."
"A slave beast?"
"That's right! Not a slave, but a female slave beast, even lower than a slave."
Xiao Yi gripped her axe tightly, looking at Marina with regret, saying, "I really want to fight her fairly again."
Sigh! Xiao Yi, what talk of fairness among gangsters!
After checking on us, Marina's two henchmen gestured for us to come down.
"I've really been on a lucky streak lately!"
I had just taken my first step when an ominous light flashed across the night sky.
Marina, whose fate was unknown, suddenly sprang up and cleaved one of my henchmen in two with her sword, then easily subdued the other.
"Our sheriff is incredibly patient! Even someone of her status would lie in the river to lure people in,"
I said dismissively, cursing her ancestors.
"What are we going to do?" Rebiru, instead of panicking, cautiously sought my advice.
"That useless fellow has family, right? Send them abroad and settle them properly, then tell him to commit suicide in prison so he won't cause us any trouble."
For the sake of the 20,000 gold coins on the corpse, I had no choice but to continue waiting. Finally, an hour before dawn, Marina left.
The group went upstream. Although only four people had died, a strong, lingering smell of blood seemed to hang in the air. Looking closely at the bridge where the fierce battle had taken place, we could see many stones had crumbled, and even the bridge's pillars were loose. Little Yi examined the traces of the battle like an art piece, nodding repeatedly, presumably mentally calculating the course of the fight.
The three assassins' mangled corpses lay scattered across the river. Imagining the brutality of the battle just moments before, a chill ran down my spine.
To slice the stone bridge open like tofu—this was no human feat. Despite Marina's uncanny human appearance and her initial eventy-fighting prowess, I now realized she had been deliberately holding back. Only when battling these three formidable assassins had she been forced to unleash her dragon-like power. Rebiru
was fortunate to retrieve the intact banknotes. In fact, given the extent of the damage to the corpses, I hadn't expected to keep the money. What a close call!
I examined the deep sword marks on the bridge more closely and drew a conclusion:
Marina was indeed wounded, and quite badly so. But with the tenacious vitality of her half-dragon blood, she not only killed three assassins but also endured her injuries to lure out my men. She was a formidable opponent.
"Huh! Looks like we didn't waste our time, we even found a treasure."
From where the stone bridge had collapsed, we discovered several hidden boxes.
Although we couldn't kill or capture Marina, knowing her true strength and injuring her was enough.
What delighted me most was finding the secret Marina had deliberately hidden.
Inside weren't gold or jewels, but boxes of documents far more valuable. The documents contained evidence of crimes committed by different officials, gathered by the Security Bureau in various cases, but they all revolved around collusion between officials and businessmen, and other illegal activities.
Every page could be used as a weapon in the power struggles within the court. Every document could be exchanged for a fortune.
After moving them all, Rebiru and I spent several days figuring out how to best utilize this treasure. He even devised a way to defeat Marina.
The incorruptible Marina and the corrupt Prime Minister Grug were merely using each other. Judging from the documents, the female sheriff's true allegiance lies with the young and promising Crown Prince, who is determined to eradicate corruption within the court.
I have no interest in officialdom or wealth; the underworld is where I belong. I don't care how officials in the court fight amongst themselves, as long as it benefits me.
Whether it's fighting for territory, betraying friends, or running brothels and pleasure boats, I'm confident I'm not weak. But when it comes to effectively using intrigue and scheming, no one but the cunning and calculating Rebiru knows best.
Following his advice, I selected some documents from the files that could strike at Prime Minister Grug, intending to present them as a gift to Sheila's father, Prince Kaguru.
It's truly a twist of fate. My father's backer was Prime Minister Grug, while his biggest rival, the White Whale Gang, was backed by Prince Kaguru. After my father's death, in my struggle against Perbodia, Grug sided with Perbodia. And through a series of coincidences, I met Sheila and she joined Prince Kaguru's side.
Just as there are no permanent enemies or friends between nations, only permanent interests. The same principle applies to politics and the underworld.
On a sunny afternoon, Sheila, Jane, and I traveled to Prince Kaguru's residence. I had originally planned to go with Rebiru, but his visit was declined due to his status.
Lately, I've been traveling by carriage, but this was my first time riding in the prince's six-horse carriage, its gold trim exuding an air of opulent grandeur. I was dressed in the most formal aristocratic attire, complete with a scarf and coat, looking no different from those ostentatious, handsome young noblemen.
Inside the carriage, Sheila and Jane, the former mistress and servant, were surprisingly polite, as if their relationship were quite distant.
Jane sat respectfully to one side, serving us both. Sheila, like a concubine vying for the emperor's favor, nestled close to me, subtly and intentionally trying to seduce me.
The roadside was lined with lush trees, each a century-old pine, forming a green tunnel that shielded us from the harsh sunlight. It
wasn't until we reached Prince Kaguru's residence that I discovered the castle was built on a small island in the middle of a lake, connected to the shore by only a bridge. The magnificent ancient city was large enough to hold tens of thousands of soldiers.
The lake water was clear and azure, revealing fish swimming freely beneath. Surrounding it were picturesque lakes and mountains, with distant peaks capped with pristine white snow.
"Your father has such refined tastes, even choosing such a paradise-like place to build a city."
"Heh...haha..." Hearing my moved words, Sheila couldn't help but laugh.
"What's so funny about what I said?"
"You don't understand my father at all. The castle was built on a small island in the lake for defense. The fish in the lake provided food supplies during wartime, and the magnificent castle needed sufficient space for self-sufficiency during long sieges. The picturesque scenery was merely a secondary, optional choice."
"Get off here and walk in!"
"Are you angry with me and going to punish me?" Sheila grabbed my collar with a serious expression.
"No, I just need to pee."
"Just hold it in the castle, you're not a child."
"I can't hold it anymore."
"You should get out of the carriage."
"I don't want to pee on the roadside, it's so unsightly. I have a portable urinal here." I smugly pulled Xiao Zhen aside.
"Master Elios..." Xiao Zhen blushed deeply.
Sheila, on the other hand, was so angry that her face turned as red as if she were burning up. She roared furiously, "Go to hell! You slut of the century!"
Then she angrily got out of the carriage first, taking all the servants except the driver with her.
I deliberately made a bad joke to scare Sheila away, so that it would just be Xiao Zhen and me. But she blushed and knelt down in front of me, reaching out her hands to take off my pants.
"That's enough, that's enough! I'm not so bad as to use your cherry lips as a urinal."
Xiao Zhen's thoughtfulness and loyalty were enough.
"Master Elios, you don't need to mind. I used to do that for Miss Sheila occasionally."
So that's what happened. That slut Sheila was clearly enraged just now.
I have three women by my side: my wife's sister, Emma. She's usually virtuous and lovely, and although shy in bed, I've trained her to be like a harlot. Sheila's charm lies in her changeable personality and her noble, "queen-like" aura, which often attracts me to challenge and try to conquer her. The cow girl is not only big-breasted and hot-bodied, but also considerate and loyal, though somewhat cowardly and clumsy.
"Between you and Sheila..."
Before I could finish speaking, two lines of clear tears welled up in Xiao Zhen's beautiful eyes.
"My master rejected me first, but now I've changed my mind. Will she resent me?"
Little Zhen nestled sadly against my legs. I slipped my hand inside her maid's outfit, gently stroking her smooth, cool, porcelain-like back.
"If she doesn't want you, you have me, isn't that enough? Come on! Don't cry anymore." I moved my hand to Little Zhen's firm, fleshy buttocks and patted them twice, urging her to wipe away her tears and cheer up.
Sheila and Little Zhen are a lesbian couple, master and servant, and it's all because of me that things have turned out this way. I believe that if I have sex with them both in bed, they'll naturally become intimately connected.
But when it comes to Emma, I have no confidence. Although it's common for men to have multiple wives and concubines, I don't think things will be as easy as a storyteller's tale, where suddenly a dark elf concubine and a pet cow are added to the house, and then they and the wife will happily go to bed together, awaiting my favor.
In short, things will work themselves out. After comforting the heifer by letting her confide her troubles, I caught up with Sheila again, and the three of us entered the castle together.
I am no longer the naive person I once was; I have seen many magnificent places, but none can compare to this.
The castle's interior is very spacious, without any sense of confinement or oppression. Every pavilion, tower, beam, pillar, brick, and tile is ingeniously designed, complemented by exquisite works of art and magnificent decorations. Although there are no gold or silver ornaments, the soft green lighting and the delicate, natural fragrance of flowers make one feel as if they have entered a celestial palace, as if they themselves have transcended the mundane world.
"Speaking of the art of living, the great nobles are indeed extraordinary."
While I sincerely praised them, Sheila casually remarked, "The lighting and fragrance of the flowers are fine today, but when Father needs it, he uses magic powerful enough to influence people's minds, combined with specially planted flowers and trees, to deal with his guests and change their moods."
I secretly thought, "Impressive!" Although I'm not a learned person, I know that in the martial arts world, the outcome of a battle between masters often depends on a single thought. Prince Kaguru's ability to manipulate his opponents' emotions at will on the battlefield of political struggle is terrifying.
As soon as I stepped into the hall, a hearty and cheerful voice came from the second floor.
"Ellios!"
"Seeing is believing, you and Father are both very handsome!"
Prince Kaguru was dressed in the usual luxurious attire of the nobility, but his personal style was unique and unconventional in its color scheme and tailoring.
Compared to ordinary fairies, he was taller and thinner, with distinct features and an air of authority. Unlike Sheila, he had eyes and hair that matched his dark skin. His long hair, reaching his waist, was neatly combed.
"Your Highness, greetings,"
I bowed in greeting, but he waved his hand, indicating that I didn't need to be so formal. He had already leaped from the second floor to the hall, his movements as graceful and natural as a celestial being descending from the heavens, without any trace of the large movement of bowing.
Was he proficient in martial arts besides magic? Or was it due to the superhuman physical abilities of fairies? I couldn't tell.
"No need for formalities today, just treat it as a family meal."
What flattered me even more was that he, a prince, actually cooked for me. His explanation was that fairies have such long lifespans that they need to find ways to pass the time. Whether it was gardening, chess, cooking, music, or art, he was proficient in everything, and he was witty and humorous.
He was completely different from the image I had in my mind.
Only after tasting the vegetarian dishes he had personally prepared did I truly appreciate the art of cooking, with its perfect color, aroma, and flavor.
During the meal, I sat around the table with Sheila and her father, while Little Zhen, a servant, attended to us.
"As long as you enjoy your meal, what does it matter if I work a little harder? Sheila is my daughter, and you are my future..." Prince Kaguru smiled ambiguously.
Judging by appearance alone, he looked about forty years old, exuding masculine charm.
"How could I trouble Your Highness again? Next time, let me host the banquet."
Prince Kaguru's smile faded. "No, no! I can't eat anything from outside. The chefs these days have no skill whatsoever. If you want to show respect to my future father-in-law, you should prepare some more generous gifts! Like today's."
He was alluding to the documents I had previously provided him regarding dealing with Prime Minister Gruguxin.
"Father, what are you saying about my future father-in-law? It'll scare me," Sheila said weakly, blushing.
In fact, ever since her father appeared, Sheila had transformed from a mischievous stray cat into a docile and obedient house cat. I had never seen this side of her before.
"With my daughter's talent, beauty, and family background, are you afraid that someone won't want her?"
Sheila blushed, lowered her head, glanced at me furtively, and then remained silent, maintaining the reserved demeanor of a young girl.
"Do you know how happy I was when I learned that you had a man you liked? It's all my fault... your mother died young. I was always anxious to find you a good family, but it made you resent becoming a prison warden to avoid your father."
"I'm such a failed father!"
Even a hero is easily swayed by his children's love. Even someone like Prince Kaguru would have tears in his eyes when talking about his daughter.
"Father, really, how can I let her marry off like this?"
Sheila stood up and affectionately handed her father a handkerchief, her concern overflowing.
Although the father and daughter were secretly at odds, they still cared for each other from time to time. I couldn't help but think of my own deceased parents. A wave of emotion washed over me.
"Prince Kaguru, my men unexpectedly found a gambler working in the police department, burdened with gambling debts. Under duress and bribery, we finally managed to force him to steal these documents. I can't guarantee there won't be more in the future, but I will do my best."
Being moved is one thing, reality is another. I certainly wouldn't selflessly offer up the treasure I've found.
"Alas! What a pity. The documents you provided allow me to cause trouble for Grugu, but not enough to bring him down. In any case, I, as your future father-in-law, will not let you, my future son-in-law, work for nothing."
"If that's the case, I have a request. Lina, the leader of the White Whale Gang, and I both serve His Highness the Prince. I am currently focused on dealing with Perbodia, and I hope Your Highness can intervene to restrain her and prevent her from interfering in our Palafran Gang's internal war." "
Father, please help him out, considering his gift?" Sheila leaned against her father, pleading softly.
Prince Kaguru lowered his head and pondered for a moment before speaking, "Ellios! I admire you, but Lina is also a long-time subordinate who has worked for me. I cannot show favoritism to either side. I will give you a separate reward. Young people should strive for what they want themselves. If you perform well, I will certainly not treat you poorly."
Afterwards, he very generously gave me 100,000 gold coins as a gift. This amount is at least double the value of the documents I estimated.
He's very generous, but what I really need most is to stop the White Whale Gang.
"Then I'll accept it." My struggle with Pablodia is at a critical juncture; I don't have the luxury of playing the long game and refusing this funding.
"Money is no problem, as long as you treat my daughter well."
Prince Kaguru held his daughter's hand warmly, while Sheila looked at me with affection.

In the first chapter of the third episode
, the Prince warmly invited me to stay overnight in Jucheng, only leaving the next day. He was indeed an extraordinary figure, but he didn't seem as terrifying as I had imagined. Not only did he not see through my hidden documents, but he also believed my story. Moreover, his greatest weakness was Sheila. If I used her properly, after dealing with Pablodia, I would definitely be able to achieve greater things in the underworld.
On the way back, Sheila and Jane's relationship hadn't improved, but it didn't dampen my spirits.
"Sheila, there's something I need to confess to you."
"You confess to doing bad things! Are you sick or something? This isn't like the person I know at all."
What kind of person does this little vixen think I am?
I honestly told her that I had found Marina's treasure document.
Sheila looked utterly astonished. "You have the audacity to even deceive my father!"
"So what do you want!"
"Nothing. I just admire your wolfish ambition. I'm tired of lesbian games. Men are much more appealing! We're just as cunning as each other." The witch smiled slyly.
"That's how you deal with my father—always keep a secret. Don't be fooled by his kind appearance." Sheila advised me while simultaneously teasing me.
Keep a secret? I'm not just keeping a secret from your father. I'm keeping a secret from you too. Although I felt Sheila's sincere confession to me last time was genuine, her heart is unpredictable. I would never refuse a beautiful woman offered to me, but I would always be wary. I've already been framed and imprisoned too many times by that bitch, Pablo Diaz and Nora.
But thanks to Rebiru's constant reminders not to let victory cloud my judgment and not to trust that little vixen, Sheila, too much.
Next, I dealt with the current Chancellor, Grugu. In the treasury Maria gifted me, I returned the other half of the documents concerning this favorite of the Emperor, in exchange for his removal of this disloyal subordinate.
He was incredibly arrogant! He only sent his steward to deal with me, refusing even a personal meeting. However, he still accepted my terms.
So, my plan to kill two birds with one stone against Persephone and Marina is almost complete? To eliminate the White Whale Gang's involvement, I decided to have a private discussion with Elijah, at the bar she specified. After
sending a few loyal men to investigate the bar inside and out to find no ambushes, I went in alone to meet my dear older sister.
She was wearing a black cheongsam, drinking alone at the bar. When she saw me enter, she turned and smiled sweetly at me. The short-sleeved cheongsam revealed her snow-white arms, and the high slit of the cheongsam extended to her hips, displaying her long, slender legs without reservation. I couldn't help but swallow hard.
As soon as I sat down, I noticed the bottle beside me was half empty, and I frowned.
Before I could say anything to stop her, Elijah spoke first: "Leave the lecturing to my old man in the underworld! As a ruthless gangster, how can I bother with such trivial matters?"
Given my gangster pride, I naturally couldn't offer any further advice.
In retaliation, I grabbed her bottle, raised it above my head, and chugged it down in one gulp. My throat burned instantly, and I almost spat it out. I never imagined a woman would drink such a fiery drink.
"Bang!" I slammed the bottle back onto the bar and said, "Let's get down to business. Nobody's allowed to drink another drop. We're all adults, surely we have some self-control!"
Elijah puffed out her cheeks in anger, then smiled and said, "Fine! I'll listen to my little brother this once."
Elijah touched my head like she was treating a child.
"You can check if I'm small or not with your hand." I pulled Elijah's hand down to my crotch until the beautiful woman in front of me blushed and pulled her hand back.
Elia's attitude changed drastically, and she said seriously, "So far, the White Whale Gang has swallowed up and won over three medium-sized gangs that originally supported the Lafranc Gang. Although I have done my best, I can only slow down the White Whale Gang's progress at most."
I nodded slightly and said, "How is the counterattack plan you mentioned earlier going?"
"It's going well."
"Soon I will launch a full-scale attack on Pablodia, and at that time I must stop the White Whale Gang's leader, Crimson Storm Lina, from interfering again."
"I will do my best."
"Not just do your best, but you must do it."
"I am just a weak woman, getting some money for you to find people to do things. Don't think of me as a god who grants all your requests."
A god who grants all your requests? I carefully pondered this sentence.
"I want to thank you and my father for doing so much for me."
Elia looked puzzled as to why I would compare her to my father.
"You know I sent Rebiru to investigate your background, right?"
"I didn't know." Elia's face seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, and you couldn't see her true thoughts at all.
"His investigation has encountered many obstacles. Although he can't confirm your true identity, he wouldn't be so incompetent as to believe your fabricated one. You're too familiar with the underworld. Whatever your true identity is, you must have connections with them. And among the influential underworld figures who died around the time my father passed away, none of them are qualified to have such an outstanding mistress as you. You and Xiao Yi should be complete strangers. Given her aloof personality, it's too late for you to become so close in such a short time! Moreover, your subordinates aren't just temporarily recruited; they're a group of people who have always followed you."
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Elijah remained unmoved, feigning ignorance.
"I've been investigating my mother's being kicked out of the house because of her affair. During this time, I heard a lot about my father's life from his old associates. Besides that bitch Nara, he had another mistress who led a small but elite group of men whose identities were unknown to the rest of the gang, who did all sorts of clandestine things for my father."
"And that mistress is you!"
"Really. Your vision is too narrow! There are many underworld activities on this vast continent."
"There's no need to deny it now. You still have many things my father gave you, like the cheongsam you're wearing today, the same one you wore when you were taking care of him at his bedside when he was critically ill."
"No! Back then..." Elijah suddenly stopped talking after realizing her mistake.
After a long pause, she shook her head and sighed, saying, "I wasn't wearing a cheongsam back then."
Our conversation seemed to bring back memories of her and her late father for Elia. With a complex expression, she said, "Just as the laws of the land cannot prevent a subject's rebellion, gang rules cannot prevent subordinates from rebelling. Your father was a cautious man, and I worked silently for him as a force for self-preservation and counterattack at the most crucial moments. According to his plan, I should have supported you as the new gang leader, one openly and one secretly, alongside him, with Cecil B.
But I never imagined that someone as loyal as Cecil B. would betray me so easily in the face of the temptation of power."
"Thank you!" I said, squeezing Elia's delicate hand.
"You truly are the best legacy my father left me." I wasn't just referring to Elia's abilities and the strength of her subordinates. Rather, it was her status as my father's mistress. Leaving aside Nora, whom I loathe and despise, knowing Elia's true identity made me even more eager to add her to my harem.
"Take my father's woman as my mistress! The thought alone fills me with lust.
" "To stop the White Whale Gang's intervention, send out everyone we can."
"We can't do that! Only my men, hidden in the shadows, can unleash their full power."
"If we can't deal with Pablodia quickly, I won't be able to prepare to fight the White Whale Gang. Since we have the power, we should use it all from the start to secure the greatest victory. Otherwise, it will be too late when defeat is inevitable. That's my approach!"
"Open attacks are easy to deal with, but hidden attacks are hard to guard against! As long as I and my men are here, even if you really lose, I can use my power to protect you, Emma, Little Yi, and Little Zhen as they leave the capital and retire from the underworld. With the money your father left me, living the life of a minor nobleman won't be a problem."
"I am not my father, I am who I am! I have my own way of doing things."
Elijah remained silent, disagreeing.
"I want you to help me, not because of my father,"
Elijah hesitated, seemingly struggling internally. Finally, she said helplessly, "Young people are always impulsive. He's dead after all, so do it your way!"
I took Elijah's arm and said sincerely, "Come to my side! Although you're not my only love, like my father, I can't bear to see you alone anymore, often drowning your sorrows in alcohol. You should start anew in your relationships."
Elijah shook her head and said, "Although Xiao Zhen's status is low, she's a kind-hearted girl. Emma's mother may not be good, but she's gentle, kind, and easily hurt. A man may love different women indiscriminately, but his time is limited. I don't want them to take away the time I have for you."
Hearing Elijah's answer, I felt both sorrow and joy. She wasn't without feelings for me, but sharing a man with two teenage girls, especially the son of her deceased lover, wasn't easy.
Although there were no legal procedures, Emma was my legal wife, and Xiao Zhen was my mistress, whom I kept hidden away. As for Sheila, I suppose she's a sexual partner with some affection. I'm content maintaining this relationship, but as for Elia, who has been my father's mistress for years without any official status, even if she were willing to accept me, I couldn't treat her the way my father treated her.
However, the thought of convincing Emma to accept the fact that I have other women gives me a huge headache.
Regarding Elia's desperate efforts to rescue her adoptive father, Nadam, from prison, although I inquired again about his true identity, Elia only said it was her personal matter and had nothing to do with the current power struggle.
A few days later, Prime Minister Grugu, as agreed, orchestrated a strike within the police department. Half the soldiers refused to perform their duties, citing overwork. Marina is probably overwhelmed and unable to handle it now.
Coupled with some deliberately fabricated incidents, I'm not worried that she still has the capacity to manage gangland feuds.
To avoid leaks, I only informed Elia and Rebiru of the situation beforehand, while the other leaders and subordinates were summoned to the pleasure boat under different pretexts. I can say I went all out in this battle.
When I tried to enter the meeting room, I saw Little Yi calmly blocking the door, holding a large axe. Sheila was furious, bending over and pointing at Little Yi, scolding her. The cowgirl, looking terrified, grabbed her former master, trying to calm her down, but only provoked her further.
"Miss is not qualified to go in!" Little Yi sneered, pressing Sheila's head down like a little bullfighter.
In underworld jargon, "Miss" is often used as a polite term to replace "prostitute.
" "Miss! Let's wait for the master to decide. I can't do anything if Elena won't let you in."
That silly little Zhen demoted Sheila from master to "Miss," only further provoking Sheila's spoiled and willful nature.
"Ellios! You have to stand up for me! This wild bear dared to bully even me!" Sheila perked up at my arrival, hooking her arm around mine and complaining.
After Sheila offered herself to me, I instructed her not to let her four bodyguards follow her when entering my territory, to avoid another conflict with Little Yi, and to send back the people she had previously sent in to monitor me. Sheila obeyed all my orders.
But my thirteen-year-old aunt, whether out of indignation for Emma or simply because of personality clashes with Sheila, constantly used these little things to bully my little devil.
I had no intention of interfering in these little women's quarrels, so I responded with caresses and kisses, silencing Sheila as always. No matter how much she fussed, I continued to caress her until she moaned and couldn't speak anymore.
Little Yi, who had watched Sheila go from anger to lust, uttered a "whore" and went into the conference room.
Those present at the meeting included Rebiru, Moshiai, Xiao Yi, Xiao Zhen, Sheila, and several other leaders. The meeting was to explain to them the White House attack plan that Rebiru and I had devised. I wanted to reclaim the Lafranc gang's mansion, a symbol of my father's former residence, a place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.
After the meeting, everyone went out to prepare for battle. Only Rebiru stayed behind and said to me, "If we defeat Pablodia again this time, he will never be able to recover. But I'm still worried about Elia and Sheila. Can I really trust them completely?"
"You don't need to worry so much!" I waved him away.
Because today's battle was of great importance, to avoid diverting manpower to protect Emma, I unusually called her onto the pleasure boat as well. At the same time, I ordered Xiao Yi to take my fairy bed partner away and keep a close watch on her so that Emma and Sheila would not have a chance to meet.
"Since escaping Nowhere, Rebiru seems to have aged considerably. Is it that people become less courageous as they get older?" Sheila was one thing, but surely Elia shouldn't be a source of worry about trust issues.
"Uncle Rebiru? He used to always pull me aside and tell me about his granddaughter. But lately he hasn't said anything. When I ask him if his granddaughter is sick, he just sighs." The cowgirl, following closely behind me, put her finger to her lips, speaking thoughtfully.
Before I could respond, a sweet and familiar voice called out to me.
"Ellios, please take care of yourself!"
"Good day, Madam!" Little Jane bowed.
Emma looked at me with a worried expression. Although I hadn't said anything beforehand, she understood from the tense expressions of those around her that a great battle was imminent.
As she helped me put on my wire armor, she said worriedly, "I've been feeling uneasy all day, like my heart is pounding. I'm so afraid this is our last time together, and that you might not come back."
Then she cried out urgently, "You absolutely must come back alive!"
"What's there to worry about? I've never come back alive before! You stay on the ship and wait. We don't have to wait until tomorrow; we'll move back to the White House tonight."
I kissed my wife deeply goodbye, picked up my spiked club, and strode away with boundless pride.
My 1,500 men, divided into fifteen groups to avoid detection, arrived smoothly and surrounded the White House according to plan.
The White House's defenses weren't perfect; due to internal strife, both sides were very familiar with the stronghold's layout. I planned to use the blind spots in the defenses and launch a feint attack with Mo Shi'ai, while Xiao Zhen and Xiao Yi would launch a sneak attack from the tunnels. Although Bai Baodia knew about the existence of several secret passages in the White House, and that they might even have been fortified or sealed off.
But my father had told my younger sister, Yi, about a secret passage that no one else knew about, so I planned to use it.
After handing the ring Sheila had given me to Jane, I instructed her, "You two need to be careful; victory or defeat will largely depend on your performance."
Xiao Yi didn't answer me, but her expression clearly said that with their combined strength, my worries were completely unnecessary. Xiao Zhen indicated that she would do her best for me.
"Alright! Miss Sheila, who came to watch the battle, aren't you going with the little cow?"
"I'm warning you, don't call me 'Miss' again. I'm a noble lady from the Kaguru family, not a lady who sells her body on your pleasure boat to make money for you." Sheila kicked my shin, but winced in pain from hitting the armor.
"And I don't want to crawl through some tunnel and get all dirty. Besides, the cow I raised with all my heart isn't that weak; it won't get hurt by some gangster."
Ignoring Sheila, I raised the order: "Attack!"
I led a thousand men, splitting into several waves like a tide, crouching low to avoid the arrows automatically fired by traps that flew overhead, and rushed towards the outside of the wall.
Dozens were killed or wounded in the first wave, either hit by arrows or stepped into traps. This area was the weakest point in the White House's defenses.
There were only a few enemies on the wall, and they quickly turned and fled, unsure how long they could hold out. After scaling the wall, I advanced alongside Mo Shi'ai, shield in hand, enduring a hail of arrows until we stopped about a hundred paces from the building.
"Should we just charge in, boss?" Mo Shi'ai was eager to launch a full-scale assault.
"Don't rush! Wait a moment." The defenses were clearly too weak. Had they successfully ambushed Bai Baodia, or was it a trap? I didn't want to rashly agree to a full-scale attack.
Although the enemy was few, their traps and mechanisms were far more powerful. The ballistae hidden inside the house were incredibly strong, capable of piercing through both people and shields. The ground was riddled with pits and mines, almost everywhere one could step. Magic attacks from mages were also frequently occurring inside the house. I decided not to send my men to their deaths in this futile assault. I would only feign an attack to draw the enemy's main force away, allowing Xiao Yi and Xiao Zhen's underground raid to succeed.
Enduring the mounting casualties, I repeatedly ordered attacks, retreating at the slightest setback.
About fifteen minutes later, an enemy force launched an attack from outside the wall, reclaiming the breach we had made, while simultaneously, Pablo Diaz personally led the main force out of the main gate.
My men were thrown into turmoil, shouting that they were being attacked from both sides.
Sheila, who had caught up to me under the protection of bodyguards, watched the battle unfold with great amusement and asked, "Our painstakingly prepared offensive has fallen into their trap. What does the future overlord of the capital's underworld think?"
"My thought is that you're really good at undermining morale. Do you think I don't know how strong Pablo Diaz is? He has at most six or seven hundred men here, less than half of mine. He can send no more than five hundred outside. We have a double advantage. Just wait and see my prowess!"
I ordered my men to split into two groups, the latter commanded by Mo Shi'ai, while I led the former, confronting Pablo Diaz, who wielded a large scythe.
The shouts of battle echoed from all sides, and the dead and wounded rose sharply amidst the flashing blades.
In the brutal melee, I felt the passion of a gangster. Victory meant to be earned by licking blood from the blade and personally slaying the enemy was the only way to truly understand the fight.
"Ha!"
I swung my club down on Pablo's head.
He had charged out with imposing force, but after a single parry, Pablo was forced to retreat.
"What? So poor you can't even afford food? No strength left?" I mocked the increasingly disadvantaged Pablo, attacking and parrying without giving him a chance to defend himself, my spiked club flashing and trapping him.
"Don't worry! You came here specifically to die. After I kill you, I'll use your skull as a bowl; I can easily eat three big bowls."
Not only Pablo, but his men, who had charged out so aggressively, were quickly overwhelmed by our numerical advantage and retreated.
"Brothers! Give it your all and turn this into a free-for-all to storm the White House!"
If it turns into a free-for-all, the arrows and magic inside the house will be useless against the mixed forces of friend and foe, and there won't be any traps on the enemy's retreat route. We might be able to win without Little Zhen and Little Yi, relying solely on the forces here.
Echoes of my encouragement rang out from all around, and my comrades intensified their attack, surging towards the Perseid faction like a raging torrent.
The wielding swords reflected the dazzling sunlight, and blood and flesh flew wherever the blades passed, accompanied by screams of agony. Outnumbered, my men fought with even greater ferocity.
As I pressed forward, a crossbow bolt suddenly whizzed past me; had it hit me a fraction of an inch, I might have been dead.
I cried out in relief! But my men weren't so lucky; dozens of cries of agony rang out in an instant.
Despite his defeat, Persephone remained composed. From the outset, he used himself and his men as bait, luring us into the range of arrows and magic. He skillfully deflected our onslaught, maintaining a safe distance to prevent a chaotic melee.
"Fuck you!" I cursed several times after my setback, ordering my men to retreat temporarily.

Chapter Two: The Upside-Down Naked Woman .
After his initial success, Persephone launched a counterattack, his scythe unleashing a flurry of slashes. My spiked club moved with impenetrable precision, leaving Persephone no opening.
Both sides engaged in a back-and-forth exchange of offense and defense. Persephone aimed to lure us into a trap, while I sought to draw them out and eliminate them one by one.
Although we had a numerical advantage, it was only temporary. From the moment the attack began, Persephone must have sent men to recall his men from the other strongholds. These people arrived one after another to join the battle, but were immediately held back outside the walls by Mo Shi'ai's troops.
"You've brought a large force here to die, what a waste of your resources!"
"Who are you calling a waste of resources! You ungrateful traitor, once I capture you, I'll cut off your testicles and serve them with wine."
My mace and scythe clashed, and my struggle with Perbodia, like the battle itself, remained deadlocked.
After a long wait, the change I had been waiting for finally occurred. The sounds of fighting and killing came from inside the large house, and the constant firing of arrows and magic greatly diminished.
"Your death is near, Perbodia."
I immediately intensified my offensive, encouraging my men to attack from both inside and outside.
"Heh! What's there to be so smug about? You just used the tunnel your father left behind! Although I can't find the entrance or exit, I calculated that the old bastard was hiding tunnels I didn't know about. So I sent extra men to guard against them beforehand. They'll come to our aid after they've dealt with your surprise attack. Let's see whose death is coming then!" Despite the danger, the
composed Pablo fought back fiercely to buy time. With no way out, Pablo's men, who had retreated to the front gate, fought desperately.
Although outnumbered, they were difficult to eliminate quickly.
"Bang!" A loud crash followed, and the door of the large house was blown open.
Pablo's men then swarmed out.
"This time next year, I'll be sweeping your graves!" Pablo grinned smugly.
"You're laughing too soon! Watch closely."
Following Perbodia's men, appearing at the door were Xiao Zhen, brimming with murderous intent, and my bear-girl aunt. She held a wounded enemy high in her hand and hurled them one after the other in a fit of rage. Then, she led her men in hot pursuit of the defeated army, joining me in a pincer attack on Perbodia.
Perbodia was stunned, speechless, utterly unable to believe it.
I always take calculated risks. Xiao Yi and Xiao Zhen are a level above the fierce warriors under Barbados. Small and agile compared to the tall, mounted men, they are unmatched in the confined space.
"If you're smart, surrender. Anyone who continues to resist will be killed."
Barbados's side is not only outnumbered but also surrounded. Their initial high morale, built on a desperate fight, has completely collapsed.
"Anyone who wants to live, come with me!"
When his men hesitated between fighting and surrendering, Barbados recklessly pushed two of his men aside to block my way, then dodged Xiao Zhen and Xiao Yi and broke through to the side.
"Don't let him escape! A reward of ten thousand gold coins will be given to anyone who captures Barbados."
I swung my spiked club mercilessly, striking those who blocked my way one after another until they were bleeding profusely and screaming as they fell to the ground.
The situation was utterly chaotic. Some of Pablo's men surrendered, some fled with their leader, and a few were still desperately resisting to cover their leader's retreat.
Pablo rushed into the crowd and disappeared, only his scythe could be seen slowly slashing to the side.
"Little Yi and Little Zhen, go ahead and stop him."
I had no interest in dealing with the other pawns; I focused on Pablo's scythe and the three of us surrounded him.
As the crowd scattered, some dead and some fleeing, what I saw was not Pablo, but his left and right hands holding scythes, willingly serving as pawns to lure us away.
"Damn it!" Enraged, I beat this double to death with clubs.
At the same time, this traitor Pablo had already climbed over the wall among his fleeing men. Then he joined the reinforcements that had arrived outside the wall and abandoned the White House, retreating completely. While
sending Mo Shi'ai and Little Yi, those two warlike fellows, to chase after the remaining enemies, I touched Little Zhen's face, stained with the enemy's blood, and praised her loyalty and bravery.
"Well done!" Whew! Today I've regained my status as the master of this place.
"I'd go through fire and water for Elio, little Jane." The cowwoman held my hand affectionately.
"From now on, Emma and I will move back, and you'll live with us too. But you're a cowwoman, so a human room might not be suitable for you. I'll build another ranch to raise you, this wanton little cow!"
"Master is bullying me!" Little Jane pouted her beautiful red lips in protest.
From being naked and captured by Marina and taken out of the White House, to leading my men back in a grand procession today, almost a year has passed.
A few remnants of the enemy are still hiding inside and outside the White House, and my men are clearing them out and gathering the prisoners together. The interior decorations and furniture are now broken and stained with blood after a bloodbath.
As for Sheila, who led four skilled bodyguards but had been sitting on the sidelines watching the fight, she followed behind, taking a look at the damage to the White House.
"Although the house is a bit plain and lacks some decorations, it can still be lived in with a few modifications," Sheila said, acting as if she were the lady of the house, responding to the numerous criticisms.
"What are you saying? Do you want to move in? Emma is my wife, and Jane is my pet. You're just my bed partner."
"Are you asking for a beating? Bed partner? I haven't even said you're my male lover!" The black elf's almond-shaped eyes widened in anger.
After stopping arguing with Sheila, I reflected on the current situation. After a series of defeats, Pablodia had finally managed to stabilize his position, but today he suffered another major defeat and lost the White House. He not only lost the symbol of Lafron, but all the valuables left in the White House also belonged to me.
I have secured a definite victory in this battle for the gang leader's position. The next question is how long Pablodia will struggle in his death throes. The longer he holds on, the more detrimental it will be to my confrontation with the White Whale Gang.
"Ellios! I have a gift for you."
"A gift?"
"Although Elena found it, she gave it to me and asked me to pass it on to you. She said it would please Ellios and prevent you from being bullied by someone whose heart is darker than their skin."
The person whose heart is darker than their skin naturally refers to Sheila. I laughed heartily, while the dark elf was furious.
Then, Little Zhen led Nora, whose hands were tied with a belt, to me. Her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and her upper body was naked, revealing her snow-white and voluptuous body.
"I thought your gift was something special, but it turns out to be my father's mistress!"
Sheila looked at the alluring beauty in front of her with great amusement, her phoenix eyes flashing with the excitement of a sadist.
"Little Zhen, you did a great job. I'll reward you properly in bed tonight." Hearing my words, Little Zhen nodded shyly with a smile, excitedly rubbing her breasts together.
"Tell me, what should I do with you? Should I have my men gang-rape you to death, sell you as the lowest of slaves, or perhaps be generous and give you a quick, painful stab?"
"Don't do anything rash! If you kill me, Emma will never forgive you." Seeing this wretched woman cowering and trembling, I felt a surge of pleasure.
I mercilessly used all my strength to fondle this vixen's ample breasts, causing her face to contort in pain as she screamed. Although she was nearly thirty, her skin was still tender and soft, only lacking the elasticity of Emma.
"Even if I tear you apart right here, do you think Emma will know?" I grabbed her nipple and said in a stern tone.
"Then what do you want? Do you really want to kill me?" Nora's face turned pale, all her former arrogance gone.
"Does a whore like you even need to wear clothes?"
I immediately pulled down her trousers, and this seductive woman was even wearing purple panties, which I also removed.
"Stop! You can't do this!" Surprisingly, this harlot actually blushed.
Her father and Persephone had undressed her countless times, so she wouldn't care if I, a man, stripped her naked. But to be openly exposed in the hallway of the mansion, facing the elegant Sheila and the embarrassed, furtive glances of Little Jane, was a humiliation she had never experienced before.
Remembering her past abuse of me, I was filled with rage. As I threw her clothes away, I decided that from now on, this slut would have to live naked.
"For her age, she's well-maintained. She'd be worth at least a thousand gold coins on the market." Sheila, this little witch, showed no shame in the face of a naked woman, groping Nara like she was choosing a slave or animal, finally slapping her round, protruding buttocks with apparent satisfaction.
"You…you…what kind of woman are you? Don't touch me like that!" Nara cried out, blushing with embarrassment. It seemed she cared more about being humiliated by another woman than a man.
"Sell her to me for eight hundred gold coins."
"No way!" I rejected Sheila's offer directly and simply. I couldn't quell my anger without personally disciplining this slut.
"One thousand gold coins is the most I can offer."
"No means no!"
Sheila, this spoiled and willful young lady, was unreasonably forcing me to sell Nara to her. Only when I couldn't hold back any longer and unleashed my fury did she make a face and leave with her bodyguards.
My important business wasn't finished yet, so I ordered Xiao Zhen to take the naked Nara and temporarily detain her in the basement under strict guard.
Looking at Nara, who used to be high and mighty, acting like the boss's wife despite being the boss's mistress, and hiding behind Xiao Zhen behind my men's lecherous gazes, her pink buttocks swaying rhythmically, she easily aroused people's lust.
"Little Zhen, wait a minute!"
"What are your orders, Elios?"
"Bring her back first." The cowwoman tilted her head in confusion but did as I said.
"Remember when you peed on my head? I'm the kind of person who repays kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge, and I happen to need to pee now, so kneel down."
"You..." Nara was both angry and resentful, but as a prisoner, she had no choice but to kneel down.
After loosening my pants, I pulled out my fully engorged penis. I pinched Nara's cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth.
Then, without fear, I thrust straight in, all the way to Nara's throat.
"Ugh... ah..." Nara groaned in pain, unable to speak.
It was really not easy to ejaculate in such a state of excitement; it took me quite a while to finally ejaculate in this slut's mouth.
Nara frowned in disgust, gulping down my golden fluid, with a considerable amount leaking out of her mouth.
"Cough...cough...cough cough..." After finishing her business, Nara coughed loudly, her eyes filled with tears and resentment as she looked at me. One hand on the ground, her naked body flushed red with shame and anger.
"Elios, seeing her like this, little Zhen also..." The heifer in heat tugged at my clothes, hinting at her needs.
"Tonight will come soon, and then I'll reward you properly." I kissed little Zhen on the forehead, then, with a heart full of joy, had her drag away the naked woman before me.
While ordering my men to clean the White House, I sent over a hundred of my men to bring Emma back from the pleasure boat, and she met with Elia.
Thanks to the thorough preparations beforehand, the White Whale Gang's leader, Crimson Storm Lina, only had time to lead a small elite force to intercept them. They were ultimately thwarted by Elia's obstruction and returned empty-handed, but Elia's secret forces also suffered some losses.
After the battle, I was busy calculating the casualties on both sides with Rebiru. Although we had defeated the enemy and occupied the White House, we suffered considerable losses while crossing the arrow emplacements and traps. While the Perseid side suffered over a thousand dead, wounded, and captured, our side also lost eight hundred men – a Pyrrhic victory. However, capturing the White House not only dealt a significant blow to Perseid's morale but also seized their hidden wealth, bringing their finances to the brink of collapse.
As evening approached, while I was busy preparing for the victory banquet, Mo Shiai, covered in blood and furious, rushed to me: "Boss, I'm so sorry! Madam has been kidnapped by Perseids. I did my best, but they simply outnumbered us all. I couldn't fight them all."
I felt as if I'd been struck by lightning.
"What's the use of an apology? Mobilize everyone to get Emma back! No one is allowed to return until she's found!"
I roared angrily.
Despite my burning anger and the countless men I sent to investigate, there was still no news. Inquiries were sent to other Perseid strongholds, but they were either deserted or heavily guarded. With the strike nearing its end, I couldn't afford to launch a forced attack without the support of the authorities.
I waited until late into the night in my father's former study, but no one could rescue Emma.
Only Rebiru and I remained in the room.
"Don't worry, boss. Perseid is a smart man; he won't harm Miss Emma. He'll just use her to trade with us. Just return that woman, Nara, to her."
My concern had clouded my judgment, and while I felt a little relieved, I worried about Emma's chastity. Even if she could be returned, she might have already suffered unspeakable humiliation.
"Send someone to deliver a message to Perseid: if he doesn't want me to sleep with his woman, he shouldn't touch Emma,"
I ordered angrily, deciding to thoroughly discipline that bitch Nara before exchanging hostages.
"I questioned the prisoners. They said that Pablo Diaz had prepared a force of two hundred men to kidnap Miss Emma during the battle. After his defeat at the White House, he gathered his remaining troops and joined this group, sending over four hundred men to attack Moshiai's guard of over a hundred men."
"It's all in the past now, what's the use of saying it now?"
"Being able to know Moshiai's route in time suggests someone might have tipped them off, and someone of considerable rank at that."
"I'll leave this to you to investigate!"
Thinking of the possibility that Emma might be violated by Pablo Diaz, I couldn't let Nora go. I ordered Xiao Zhen to move the sex toys and torture instruments her father had left in the basement to the White House garden, and to bring out that wretched woman, Nora.
Under the moonlight, Nora trembled, her hands covering her private parts.
"I have good news and bad news! The good news is that Pablo has kidnapped Emma, and I'm going to use you, this lewd mother, to exchange for my virtuous daughter."
The terrified Nora felt a sense of relief upon hearing this: "Hey! Now everyone has a hostage. If you don't want Pablo to abuse my daughter, be nice to me. First, find my clothes."
This harlot then tried to undress Xiao Zhen, but naturally, she was no match for the bull girl.
"No rush! There's more bad news. The bad news is that before the exchange, I'm going to severely punish you, you wretched woman." This woman was truly a heartless mother, actually using her own daughter to threaten me.
I took the long whip from the shelf and, from ten feet away, lashed it across Nora's snow-white, smooth buttocks.
As the thick, red welt left on her milky white buttocks, Nora screamed and crawled to the ground, her buttocks raised high.
"You beast! If you assault me, Persephone won't let Emma off the hook either."
"You woman, you're a viper!"
I didn't waste any more words with her, and whipped her voluptuous and alluring body wildly. The whip rained down on her alabaster skin, leaving a crisscrossing network of red welts all over her body.
Nora's painful screams echoed through the sky.
"It hurts... ahh... you bastard... spare me... ahh... damn it... stop... ahhh..."
Lying on her back on the ground, Nora's high breasts heaved rapidly, her whole body covered in glistening beads of sweat, and a large amount of golden fluid gushed out between her legs.
I stomped my foot between her towering breasts and said, "
You slut!" "Stop hitting me! How you treat me is how you'll treat Emma."
"Little Jane, put her on the rack."
"Yes."
Little Jane crossed two wooden posts in the garden, making a large X-shaped frame. Then, my loyal and obedient little cow nimbly and deftly picked up the slut from the ground, preparing to tie her to the frame.
"Ah! It hurts, don't touch my waist!" Nora cried out in pain when her whip marks were touched.
"Wrong direction, feet up, head down."
Little Jane stuck out her tongue to admit her mistake, and then quickly tied up Nora, this bitch, as I had instructed.
As Emma's mother, Nora was indeed quite beautiful. Her skin, which I had beaten until it was fair and rosy, combined with the olfactory stimulation of her sweat, made me very intoxicated by this training.
However, the inverted triangle of dark forest in her genitals was really an eyesore. Disliking it, I casually plucked a hair.
"Ouch!"
"Xiao Zhen, you touch it too." I coaxed Xiao Zhen, pulling her slender hand towards her pubic hair.
"No! I'm too embarrassed."
Embarrassed and blushing, Little Zhen initially only touched it tentatively before pressing firmly onto the still-golden-scented black forest. I believe this was the first time she had ever touched a woman's private parts besides Shira's.
"Curious?"
"Hmm! It's very thick!" Little Zhen smiled shyly.
"And it's true that it's hard to see like this. Let's each pluck one side off."
"No way!" Nora was both shocked and frightened.
Little Zhen tried plucking a hair, and Nora screamed in pain again.
My little heifer sighed with resentment, "Little Zhen has never bullied anyone, only been bullied. Even if she had the chance, just imagining the pain inflicted on her, Little Zhen couldn't bear it."
"You're such a kind girl."
Nora breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Xiao Zhen mustered her courage and said, "But this person is different. His mother, as a lady, has already framed Elios before, and now she's using her daughter to threaten you. It would be an injustice if such a person weren't punished."
"Well said! Let's have a contest to see who can pluck the fur the fastest. The loser has to use this as a cup and drink a cup of wine as punishment."
As soon as I finished speaking, I immediately took the lead
and started plucking the fur . "Elios, you're so mean!" Xiao Zhen was unwilling to let me get the first turn and retaliated with both hands.
Nara immediately let out a pig-like scream.
"Ah...ah...ah...ahhh...ah..."
Nara's fur flew down like snowflakes, and soon she was completely plucked, revealing her reddened mound.
The winner, of course, was me.
"That's not fair! This woman is so filthy, and her genitals are so messy. How could I bear to let Elios touch her with his mouth? Naturally, I slowed down."
"The outcome is decided. Even if you deliberately let me win, you still have to be punished. That's the rule of the underworld. But you just need to wash it off."
I comforted the defeated Xiao Zhen and went to get me a bottle of champagne.
Ignoring Nara's rolled-up eyes and dazed state, I vigorously shook the champagne bottle, then pulled out the pubic hair and used the high-pressure liquid to clean this slut's vulva.
The melodious scream rang in my ears again.
"Splash..."
I inverted the champagne bottle onto Nara's vulva, watching the champagne level gradually decrease until it filled her vulva completely.
"Do you really want to drink it?" Xiao Zhen begged me for mercy.
"A bet is a bet."
The pain from plucking the hair, combined with the stimulation of the champagne, made Nara groan incessantly at my feet.
This slut truly deserved her fate!
Finally, Xiao Zhen reluctantly bowed her head and gave in, sticking out her delicate tongue to lick and kiss Nara's vulva.
After a while, Xiao Zhen lifted herself up and licked her red lips, saying, "I drank it all."
"There's still some inside," I pointed out that there was still quite a bit of wine hidden inside her vulva.
"Even if I tried to suck it out, I couldn't," Xiao Zhen scratched her head, indicating that she was powerless. Sometimes, even a little cow isn't stupid.
"I naturally have a clever plan to solve this. You slut, listen to me carefully, force the champagne out, or I'll punch your stomach until it sprays out."
Nara had no choice but to obey with a bitter face, but no matter how hard she tried to contract her lower abdomen, she couldn't squeeze out a single drop of wine.
"What a loose-fitting slut,"
I coldly inserted the champagne bottle into Nara's anus.
"Ouch!"
In an instant, Nara's whole body tensed up like a drawn bowstring due to the pain. Then, I mischievously flicked her little red bean hard.
"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"
As the shrill scream rang out, the naked beauty in front of him sprayed champagne from her flower cave like a fountain, even more intense than when she orgasmed.

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