Alibuda Chronicles 1

Chapter One: The Humiliation Between the Crotches
The capture of Martinres Fortress was a feat far greater than the Battle of Ahurama. I instantly became a national idol, my comrades in the army regarded me as a new generation of general, hoping to be transferred to my command, and even imitating my behavior.
I was still me, still the John Farrell who spent his days loitering, chasing girls, and visiting brothels; but the shallow playboy of the past was now a hero with a penchant for women. My actions hadn't changed, so why did I receive such drastically different evaluations? This was intriguing.
If men reacted this way, women's reactions were even more unbearable.
Walking down the street, noble ladies and commoner girls alike cast eager glances at me; as soon as I passed, whispers and giggles would rise behind me. Even the beautiful and seductive proprietress of my usual military bar, "The March Hare Pavilion," Joanna, said she couldn't accept money from a national hero, and frequently gave me flirtatious looks.
Damn it! That slut's ass is so white and perky, I'll fuck her good one day!
Xie Lian has temporarily left my side for cultivation, and there's no telling when she'll be back; however, I brought that Cui'e bitch back, so that Job will be a big cuckold even in death. I have no interest in fucking this slut, so I simply locked her in the backyard and made her a military prostitute. Any servant in the manor who wants to sleep with her can pay to ride her and have their fill.
This bitch, having had her powers crippled, is acting like she's going to die in the backyard, refusing to properly entertain customers. In the end, I told her that she's already pregnant with Job's posthumous child, and if she wants to die, that's fine too, then it'll be a double tragedy, and her cuckold husband won't even have a trace of his flesh and blood left.
Cui'e was stunned for a while after I said that, and seemed to say something, basically calling me a demon, a murderer, and things like that. Of course, I didn't care about that, but after that, this bitch diligently carried out her comfort work and didn't say anything more.
It's been almost a month since I returned to the capital, and my new military rank has yet to be announced. Simply put, I'm now a commander of ten thousand cavalrymen, and being young and strong, it's impossible for me to be transferred to the Ministry of Military Affairs to sit at an office. However, all the existing ten thousand cavalry units in the country are already assigned to their respective units; no one has died or retired. The fact that I,
the person in charge of the military, would be given an extra ten thousand cavalrymen is clearly something they didn't anticipate.
Logically speaking, after the two consecutive missions they assigned me, I would have been half-dead, if not dead. But things don't always go according to reason. Not only did I survive, but I also accomplished something they could never have imagined.
Now, public opinion in the country is in an uproar. If the military doesn't quickly assign me a good position, they'll probably have to hire people to clear rotten eggs from the windows and doors of the Ministry of Military Affairs every day.
I don't really care. I still get paid, and being a pay thief is the real joy of life. Otherwise, if the military sends me another "good job" like the last two, who knows if I'll have the luck for a third time?
Speaking of luck, things have been a bit strange lately. Xingmei, whom I've turned into a little slut, suddenly became very depressed and started resisting our intimacy. I pressed her for an explanation, and little Xingmei just cried and said she wasn't feeling well.
Goodness! She suddenly cried and vomited halfway through sex, she really was feeling unwell. How come I never knew I was such a disgusting bed partner?
I had my suspicions, but according to Moling's report, Princess Xingmei showed no signs of pregnancy, which puzzled me greatly. It doesn't matter. There are plenty of sluts in the capital willing to throw themselves at me these days. Even Mo Ling is a stunning beauty, and while losing Xing Mei is a pity, it's not a big deal.
After another ten days of this, the military notified me to attend a celebration ceremony, where I would be announced as to my new post.
The ceremony was held in the palace. Although grand, it meant nothing to me. Anyway, those beautiful palace maids and concubines wouldn't be giving me even one or two. Showing them off to me was just plain annoying
! Actually, I've been with the women in the palace before. Even though she's a princess, her breasts aren't necessarily bigger than others. Nothing special.
My little bitch princess's father, our King, is actually a decent monarch. It's just a pity his ancestors were so short-sighted, choosing such a strange name for the country. Every time the officials chant, "The ruler who governs the entire kingdom and all his people, the protector of the order and laws of heaven, the sacred and inviolable King Leng Qiji of the Kingdom of Alibuda has arrived!" the civil and military officials burst into laughter.
It's just his bad luck. I heard the founding emperor's nickname was "Boxer," and his name was Ali. He ascended the throne in a place called the Potala Palace, hence the country's name, Alibuda. Who knew it would later become like this? No wonder the other kingdoms always burst into laughter when they mention our country. Over time, we're probably becoming a laughingstock kingdom.
The king's expression is strange; I wonder if he's been doing too much and is suffering from kidney deficiency due to old age. If I could, I'd be quite willing to do it for him. I've already slept with his daughter; it wouldn't be more logical to go after his many wives as well.
First came a round of pleasantries, then, in the manner of a royal investiture, I was formally granted the title of viscount. Then, seeing his strange expression, I knew things were going badly.
"John Farrell! Your reputation is quite great, I've heard of it. Now I'm giving you a decree; if you complete it, I will promote you to a higher rank and title!"
Sigh! Such unoriginal lines. If it were just a message to King Charlie, that would be fine, but this old bastard actually sent me to find some kind of holy staff. Does he think I'm Pied Conti?
I wanted to refuse, but the consequences wouldn't be a loss of reputation, but rather disobeying the king, a situation where I'd be dragged out of the palace and beheaded. Reluctantly, I had no choice but to accept the decree and express my gratitude.
After the ceremony came a grand banquet. I had no intention of attending, but a sudden commotion made me stop. At the far end of the palace gates, surrounded by the crowd, were two stunningly beautiful, slender figures!
The woman on the left, a sword at her waist, her graceful figure encased in a deep blue military uniform, her stunning beauty radiating heroic spirit, was none other than the Grand Commander of our Imperial Guard, the Second Princess whom the Blood Nightmare Demon could
never forget—Leng Linglan. The woman on the right, dressed in the white robes of a clergyman, possessed exquisite features; her brilliant golden hair cascaded to her waist, simply tied back with a thorn ring. Her elegant demeanor carried an ethereal quality, untouched by worldly concerns, both pure and refined—rarely seen qualities in a beautiful woman, surpassing even the second beauty beside her.
I was greatly astonished; when had such a beauty appeared in the palace?
But when I saw the third eye on her forehead, I nearly jumped up in shock.
A vertical eye, the highest form of supernatural power, a symbol of limitless spiritual energy, said to be possessed only by the most supreme sages, those who had cultivated chastity for ten lifetimes, or holy Dharma Kings with celestial bloodlines. And on this earth, there was only one such vertical eye.
This peerless beauty is none other than Tianhe Xueqiong, the chief goddess of Cihang Brahma Palace, the center of faith on Earth, and one of the Four Heavenly Maidens!
The current Ten Beauties are complemented by seven famous flowers, each representing a woman of exceptional martial arts prowess. My beloved concubine, Xie Lian, and my second princess, Leng Linglan, are both praised as beauties among these seven flowers. However, purely in terms of appearance, the beauty of these seven flowers pales in comparison to the four most beautiful Heavenly Maidens on Earth: Feng (Wind), Hua (Flower), Xue (Snow), and Yue (Moon).
Besides Xia Hua, the Heavenly Maiden who is ranked first among the Seven Flowers for her stunning beauty and unparalleled martial arts, and the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden, revered as a deity in the Southern Barbarian lands, I have met the other two once. The Autumn Moon Heavenly Maiden is none other than my eldest princess, Leng Yueying; and the Winter Snow Heavenly Maiden is none other than Tianhe Xueqiong!
I overheard the conversations of those around me. This priestess was ordered by the Cihang Brahma Palace to travel to various places to broaden her horizons and hone her experience. After two years, she would return to the palace for an examination and then take over as the palace mistress. Rumor had it that she would be traveling overseas, so before leaving, she visited her friend, Princess Linglan, in our country.
I had never seen such beauty in my life. Having wandered among the beauties, I felt utterly ashamed and dared not approach. In fact, upon seeing such stunning beauty, every man in the room was captivated and longed to touch her, but their holy and heroic aura held them all back.
Suddenly, Lady Luck smiled upon me.
"Is this young general John Farrell, who won the Battle of Ahurama and captured the fortress of Martinres?" Tianhe Xueqiong's gaze swept through the hundreds of people, finally settling on me. When she softly uttered my name, I nearly fainted.
"General, I have long heard of your renown in the Divine Palace. Would you be so kind as to come and speak with me, so that I may witness your splendor?" These words drew envious and jealous glances from all the men in the room, gazes that seemed to shoot arrows.
I walked with the light of clouds towards the two smiling beauties. This moment was the most glorious moment of my life.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist from the side and yanked me away with great force.
I glanced to the side and saw that the person was dressed in the robes of a clergyman, seemingly a maidservant of Tianhe Xueqiong. If she had thrown me hard, I would have been flung four or five meters away, landing awkwardly on my backside, making a fool of myself.
I hurriedly tried to resist, but an invisible force immobilized me—a highly skilled immobilization spell!
Just as I was reeling from the shock, a voice entered my ears.
"You despicable lecher, using such vile means to defile my sister! I'll let you go today because she pleaded for you, but if you dare to come within a foot of her again, I'll make sure you bleed five steps!"
This was a martial arts master's telepathic communication! Judging from the words, who else could it be but Princess Linglan?
My soul nearly left my body, and I was thrown out, landing heavily face-first in the dirt.
A moment of silence followed, then erupted into a cacophony of laughter. Amidst the jeers, the voice of that vile woman from the Heavenly River reached my ears.
"A general of such stature, yet he's not even as good as a lowly maid like me! He's more than he's heard of, a real disappointment!"
I struggled to my feet, but with a "whoosh," my trousers ripped in two, exposing my limp penis. There are no coincidences in this world; naturally, a martial arts master had sabotaged me, tearing my trousers with a blade's energy before I hit the ground.
Instantly, screams from the women filled the air, and all the men openly glared at me with mockery. I even saw my old rivals, the Su brothers, pulling their female companions aside to watch, pointing at my disgraceful state and laughing loudly.
The feeling of going from joy to utter humiliation was like falling from heaven to the depths of hell. I had never suffered such humiliation in my life. I was so angry that I almost cried out loud. I barely managed to calm myself, covered my genitals with my hands, and ran out the door without looking back.
Behind me, the scornful laughter of civil and military officials, noble ladies, and other women was like a burning whip, relentlessly lashing my body and soul.
Today's events were clearly a conspiracy between Leng Linglan and Tianhe Xueqiong!
As I ran, tears finally streamed down my face.
You two bitches, remember this: one day, I will avenge this humiliation!
This disgrace in the palace has dealt a tremendous blow to my reputation. My heroic image has been shattered overnight. My shameful act of running around with my genitals exposed has become the laughingstock of everyone. Some even think that my embarrassment in front of state guests is a disgrace to the nation!
I can't stay in the capital any longer. I decided to immediately set off for the provinces to escape the gossip.
Before I left, Xingmei came to see me.
She said that because her second sister discovered something was wrong and couldn't withstand her interrogation, she had no choice but to tell me everything about her and me.
Princess Linglan, being so shrewd, naturally wouldn't believe the lies I told Xingmei. Enraged, she immediately wanted to kill me, this lecherous scoundrel. Only Xingmei's desperate pleas, coupled with Princess Linglan's unwillingness to expose the scandal, forced her to devise another plan, leading to the humiliation at the palace that day.
Xingmei said that Princess Linglan, to prevent her from seeing me again, obtained the king's permission to send her to the Cihang Brahma Palace to study knowledge and etiquette, making it impossible for her to see me again.
Hearing this, my heart sank.
Xingmei cried, saying that even if that wasn't the case, she and I should never have been together in the first place, and that I should forget everything about her. Saying this, she shoved the Hundred Ghost Pill into my arms, saying that from now on, seeing a sword would be like seeing her. Then she ran away crying, and no matter how much I called, she didn't turn back, disappearing from my sight in the blink of an eye.
Devastated, I drank heavily that day, summoned the vile woman Cui'e, and then called out Mo Ling. Together, we brutally raped the pregnant slut, losing count of how many times we ejaculated before collapsing from exhaustion.
The next morning, I led five hundred of my retainers to the southeast coast.
Someone in the bar said that the Staff of the Saint I sought had fallen into the hands of a group of pirates in the southeast sea three years ago. The pirates were few in number, only about a hundred. I suggested leading my troops there, recruiting more men locally, and annihilating them to obtain the Staff of the Saint.
For safety, I also took the vile woman Cui'e with me, intending to make her a comfort woman accompanying the army—not bad at all.
Before setting off, I sent a letter to Xie Lian, asking her to come and meet me as soon as possible if she finished her business. However, whether she hadn't yet completed her mission or there were other problems, I still hadn't seen her by the time I arrived at the southeast coast.
The pirates, named "Crimson Flame," were surprisingly the most formidable pirate group in the southeastern seas. The locals trembled at the mere mention of their name, while I sighed, lamenting the ignorance and naiveté of country folk. How could a mere hundred-odd men have been so rampant? It showed how useless our coastal defenses were.
I selected two soldiers to stay behind and guard Cui'e, then cast a spell on that vile woman. I led my men, purchased ships, hired sailors, and set sail to hunt down the Crimson Flame pirates. Knowing their area of operation, we easily found them.
In a naval battle, we ultimately prevailed due to our superior numbers of ships and men, routing the pirates until they retreated to their island hideout.
The landing site was a huge, bottomless, dark cave. Eager to wipe out the remaining pirates, we rushed in.
But before we'd gone half a mile, a sudden change occurred.
That's right, the Crimson Flame Bandit Gang only numbers a little over a hundred people, but why didn't anyone tell me that these damned bastards actually kept a giant dragon!
It's a two-horned silver dragon over a hundred meters long, mentioned in the Blood Nightmare Chronicles as the "Water and Fire Demon Dragon," an extremely ferocious and vicious monster that can fly, breathe fire, and is extremely poisonous; those afflicted are incurable, it's the most powerful of all.
In the blink of an eye, almost all of the eight hundred people I brought were dead or wounded, and many corpses even began to rot immediately under the corrosive poisonous mist spewed by the Demon Dragon.
Sigh! What bad luck, why is it that every time I go out, a large number of my subordinates die?
I tried to summon the Lustful Beast to stop the enemy, but... just looking at the difference in size, I knew there was no way to compete. The Lustful Beast was just waving its tentacles, splattering slime, when the Demon Dragon didn't even look at it, opened its mouth and bit down, instantly tearing the Lustful Beast in two.
Good heavens! I never imagined that the lewd beast I had painstakingly summoned would be dealt with so easily.
Now, I was the only one left dead. Seeing that no one was around, I decided to take out the Myriad Soul Banner and rely on the Demon Spirit's help to escape. Unfortunately, I should have acted faster. I had barely taken the Myriad Soul Banner in my hand and hadn't even had time to chant the incantation when the sentient demonic dragon noticed the threat and launched an attack.
Although I dodged the raging flames, I was hit squarely by the purple poisonous mist, my head immediately becoming blurred. Then, swept away by the remaining force of the demonic dragon's tail, I was sent flying, crashing heavily into the rock wall, half-dead.
Just as the demonic dragon was about to attack me again, a piercing wail echoed through the air. Thousands of vengeful spirits burst forth from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, entwining around the dragon and hindering its movements. It was a horde of vengeful spirits from within the banner coming to its rescue.
But it was all in vain. Without my incantation, the demonic spirit could not manifest, and the vengeful spirits could not form the physical forms of soul beasts or demonic creatures. They could only unleash less than a third of their usual power. Dealing with the evil lotus from that day was no problem, but against this thousand-year-old demonic dragon, they were no match.
I tried to get up to pick up the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and command the vengeful spirits to attack, but the poison from the dragon's mist had already begun to take effect. I could feel my face tingling and itching, and it might even be starting to rot. I suddenly lost consciousness and fell into the water, barely managing to hold onto a log as the current carried me out of the cave. In my
last glimpse before losing consciousness, I saw the demonic dragon, while entangled with the vengeful spirits, swinging its tail and sending the Ten Thousand Souls Banner flying far away.
With the location of the host spirits far away, the vengeful spirits could no longer continue their attack and gradually disappeared...
When I awoke again, I was already in a harbor. A fishing boat found me unconscious at sea, rescued me, and took me back to the port hospital. As a result of the dragon poison, my whole body was covered in sores, and my face was especially hideous. None of the port officials recognized me; they just thought I was a homeless person who had been shipwrecked.
According to the Blood Nightmare Records, this kind of thousand-year-old dragon poison is incurable. Although I immediately found some medicines to treat the symptoms, the effect was extremely limited, and I estimated that I would only have a day and a half to live at most.
Heavens! Is it possible that I will die in a day and a half? Is this how this work is going to end? Even if the response and popularity are not enough, I still don't want to die so soon!
Facing death and these successive blows, I have no ambition left.
On the day of the battle at Martinres Fortress, Xingmei said that I had committed too many killings. Now, thinking of the elves' tossing and turning in pain, perhaps this is my just deserts!
Go! To think of retribution for being a bad person is truly deserving of death.
In these final moments of my life, all I want is to find a bunch of beautiful women and have some fun, so that my life of playing around in the pleasure quarters won't have been in vain. Going to find that filthy bitch Cui'e is an idea, but it's a day's journey from this port, too much of a waste of time. It would be better to hire prostitutes locally. But who knew, this port is practically the countryside, the people are simple and honest, and there are very few brothels. The only two there, the prostitutes inside were terrified when they saw my penis, which had swollen into a giant rod due to the dragon poison, and not one of them would take a customer, no matter how high the price I offered.
Even though there were about ten brave women who were tempted by the reward and willing to offer themselves, but...
alas! I really hate my own standards for beauty...
In despair, I stuffed all the 30,000 gold coins in silver notes into my bosom. Even if I were to die, I wouldn't give this money to anyone else.
I chose a hotel, and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window by the sea, staring blankly at the sunset sinking into the sea.
The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls was swept away by the demonic dragon and fell into the sea, its whereabouts unknown
! Alas! By this time tomorrow, I will be nothing but a pool of pus and blood. Before I die, I won't even be able to get a woman. Is Heaven truly so cruel to me?
Just then, I heard hushed conversation coming from the next table. Six men in black robes, looking furtive, were talking about something. It seemed they had come here to raise money, but they were hitting roadblocks everywhere and it looked like they were running out of time.
"Damn it! Everything is ready, except for five thousand gold coins, which would have been enough to raise enough provisions for our uprising. Is it truly Heaven's will that has caused our great cause to fail?" A woman's voice spoke, and as soon as she spoke, the five men next to her sighed in unison, their voices filled with sorrow and despair, as if they were more heartbroken than if they were dead. A
thought struck me. The woman's voice was clear and pleasant; she seemed to be a beauty as well. She desperately needed money, and I wanted a woman—it was a perfect match. So I stepped forward and said I was willing to offer five thousand gold coins, as long as the woman would spend the night with me.
The five men seemed to deeply respect the woman. Hearing my words, they flew into a rage and immediately drew their swords to kill me, but the woman waved them off.
"Young master, you said you'd pay five thousand gold coins for the night, is that true?"
I nodded, showing her the silver notes and offering to pay half upfront as a sign of my trustworthiness. Anyway, we were all going to die, so keeping money was pointless; I just didn't know what they wanted so much money for. Five thousand gold coins! That's incredibly extravagant! This money seemed extremely important to them. The woman took the silver notes, and everyone at the table was so happy their voices trembled.
The woman was clearly the leader of this group. She ordered her men to take the two thousand five hundred gold coins to buy what they needed, then took a deep breath, as if insisting on her decision, and told me to go back to my room first; she would arrive shortly.
How strange! Even now, I still hadn't seen the woman in black robes. Perhaps she was hideous, but her voice held an inherent authority, leaving me no doubt that she wasn't lying. I obeyed and returned to my room to wait.
After a short while, I heard a knock at the door. Answering, the woman in black robes slowly entered, flicking her wrist to extinguish the light. Before I could even process my surprise, she had already slowly removed her black robe.
Underneath the wide black robe,
I couldn't see what she was wearing in the darkness, but through the faint moonlight, I could vaguely make out a pair of palm-sized horns atop her long, light green, seaweed-like hair. Not the sharp horns of a unicorn, but rather forked antlers like a deer's, resembling… a dragon from Eastern legends!
I remembered!
When I was little, my weird dad told me about a Dragon God Clan in the East Sea, the kings of the sea creatures. Their population was small, but the men were strong and the women beautiful; they were a renowned race of beauties. Like centaurs, the Dragon God Clan was an extremely rare race. Why would they appear here?
Before I could even voice my question, I heard two strange whooshing sounds, followed by a sudden numbness. I'd been struck on pressure points and collapsed onto the bed. I never imagined this woman was a martial arts master.
"These five thousand gold coins are related to the lives of tens of thousands of people, and the happiness of nearly a million compatriots in the East Sea. Your generosity is truly a great benefactor to my clan..." The woman said softly, "I once had a husband who died on the battlefield years ago. I vowed to remain chaste for him for three years, so I cannot truly be with you in ecstasy. But before dawn, I will try my best to satisfy you, okay?"
Having been tricked, I should have been furious, but this dragon girl's words were like those of a great general commanding thousands of troops, possessing a charm that compelled obedience. I nodded blankly, about to ask her name, when a soft hand pressed against my lips.
"Don't ask. Our fate is only for tonight. I am not me, and you are not you! Tonight, I am the woman who will spend the night with you."
These extremely romantic words captivated me, and I immediately understood that this woman must be someone of great importance, unwilling to be recognized. I nodded in agreement. “Then I’ll call you Sister Dragon Girl.”
Her voice was deep and magnetic, sounding no older than twenty-seven, making “sister” the perfect fit.
“My little sweetheart is so good!”
Her hand moved down, and Sister Dragon Girl gently unbuckled my belt. Amidst the stench, a grotesque, swollen, and thick penis, covered in pustules, was revealed—the reason no prostitute would take me as a customer.
Although the light was blurry, I was sure she could see the grotesque shape of my penis. Therefore, when she fell silent, her breathing becoming heavy, I began to worry. Was she regretting it?
After all, any normal woman would shy away from such a massive, arm-thick penis.
“I’m sorry, I…”
My heart sank.
“I… I’ve never done this before. Can you teach me how?”
Her gentle voice held a resolute determination, showing her unwavering resolve. Just that moved me so much I almost jumped for joy. I said, “Actually, it doesn’t matter if you don’t do it. I know my rotten penis…”
The Dragon Girl's response was a soft chuckle.
"It's alright, I just wanted to try. Please let me try if you don't mind."
It's pathetic; even though I'm swollen into a gigantic penis from the poison, I still have a man's reaction. Between my legs, my penis began to stir. Ignoring my own conscious thoughts, it longed for the feeling of being enveloped by the Dragon Girl's lips, and slowly began to rise.
I smiled wryly and confessed to the Dragon Girl,
"I'm sorry! I guess imagining being sucked by you, sister, has made it hard again."
"Hmm! Do you want me to suck it?"
Seemingly unafraid of her enormous penis, the Dragon Girl gently grasped it, a slight shyness in her movements. From her resolute demeanor, the Dragon Girl must be a formidable woman, but clearly lacking in sexual experience, completely unfamiliar with oral sex.
“Hmm…if you really want to…actually, if it’s just for those five thousand gold coins, you don’t have to…”
Strangely enough, I suddenly felt that having such a gentle woman suck my rotten penis was a great humiliation and degradation, and I really didn’t want her to sacrifice herself for it. But Sister Dragon Girl was clearly the kind of person who wouldn’t easily change her mind once she made a decision.
“Please teach me how to do it.”
In the end, desire took over, and I swallowed and slowly said, “Do whatever you think is convenient for you, Sister. First, grab the base, and then take it into your mouth from the front. Those…those women I know all do it this way.” I
originally wanted to say prostitute, but comparing Sister Dragon Girl to a prostitute was too blasphemous, so I quickly changed my words, knowing that this obviously wouldn’t fool the clever woman.
Sister Dragon Girl shook her head, smiled as if somewhat self-deprecatingly, and said softly, “I’ll try.”
I lay on my back, and Sister Dragon Girl moved her lower body and gently grasped my penis with her five fingers.
“Mmm… Sister Dragon Girl…”
“Mmm… So hard! How did it become like this?”
“Because… because the thought of Sister Dragon Girl blowing it… made me so excited…”
“You little rascal…”
Next, Sister Dragon Girl slightly parted her lips and took the stinking penis into her mouth. The taste must have been awful, Bai Yi had already anticipated that, but she showed no sign of backing down. She frowned slightly, and although she was not skilled, she began to slowly move her head.
I was so moved that I almost cried, but it was only during a casual chat some time later that she told me a terrifying truth.
In her early years, when she was submerged in the sea for a long time, leading her team in guerrilla warfare against the enemy, food was scarce. In order to have the strength to fight, she had to pick up disgusting and smelly sea snakes and sea worms and swallow them whole. Therefore, her endurance was extraordinary, which allowed her to endure the shame and take my stinking penis into her mouth, while reminding herself not to swallow it whole.
“Sister Dragon Girl!” With the psychological and physical stimulation combined, I shouted excitedly.
To avoid reopening the wound, she deliberately licked it with her tongue, stiff yet gentle. Her delicate touch was more moving than any fancy technique, and soon I felt the urge to ejaculate.
(This is a rare opportunity; let my sister enjoy it too!)
Although I had received a favor, her willingness to so unscrupulously put my enormous penis in her mouth and care for it so tenderly made me feel as if I had been redeemed by the Virgin Mary, and I wanted to repay her. And the pleasure of sex was the only thing I could do right now.
"Dragon Girl Sister, let me give you oral sex too!"
My words made the Dragon Girl Sister tremble slightly; she moved her mouth away from my penis and then raised her head.
"Don't you... think it's dirty?"
"Haha! How could it be dirty! Sister licked the dirtiest part of my body."
"That's because you've done a favor for my clan, so I should..."
"If you don't mind, then let me lick it! Is that alright?"
The dragon girl sister gave a wistful smile and said softly, "That's right, since I can't fully keep my promise, you have the right to ask to touch my skin..."
She was strong-willed, and once she made a decision, even if she was shy, she would not hesitate. At that moment, I heard a trembling sound of clothes being undone, followed by the release of pressure points on my body, and my limbs felt relaxed. A plump and warm female body crawled to my side.
"I have no experience in this area, can you teach me how to do it?"
Poor thing, her dead husband must be a brainless idiot!
“That’s what I should say. Now, please turn your body this way and straddle my face.”
“I’m so sorry, but I’ll give it a try.”
The Dragon Girl turned her body 180 degrees and straddled my face as I said, then continued to suck my penis.
I held the Dragon Girl’s thighs with both hands, looking at her private parts. Although the moonlight wasn’t very bright and I couldn’t see very clearly, I could still make out the shape of her labia and smell a fragrance similar to the sea.
Perhaps because of her martial arts training, the elasticity of her thighs felt very comfortable.
I ran my hand along her buttocks to her thighs, then raised my head close to her vulva, licking her swollen labia with the tip of my tongue. Taking advantage of the moment when our skin was in contact, I secretly chanted an incantation and cast my signature move, the pink lust barrier.
Having cast the spell over a hundred times, this lust barrier was truly my masterpiece. Not long after I chanted it, a light pink mist filled the entire room.
"Mmm... ooh..."
Affected by the aphrodisiac effect of the barrier, soft moans escaped her lips, which were still holding my penis
. The rapid effect was likely due not only to the barrier but also to the fact that her daily life was too tense, forcibly suppressing all her sexual desire. Now, once aroused, her sensitivity was naturally exceptional. I stretched out my tongue, searching for her clitoris. Under the thin foreskin, the clitoris was already engorged with blood.
As I licked the clitoris, the dragon girl's elastic thighs twitched in waves, and in sync with my licking, she quickened the pace of her head movements.
Although the movements weren't very smooth, she still tried her best to blow, making soft, squelching sounds.
(At this rate, I might ejaculate first, but for my sister's sake, I should make her feel even more...) I wasn't confident that I could bring the dragon girl to orgasm. However, seeing her reaction to my licking, I couldn't help but want to try and lead her to climax.
(Judging from her appearance, she probably doesn't have much sexual experience! Such a beauty, yet no man is worthy to cherish her, it's so pitiful!) Perhaps it was the allure of her aura, but even though I couldn't see her face clearly, I had no doubt that the Dragon Girl was an absolute beauty.
At this moment, I focused my fire on her tongue, pressing my nose against her vulva. Although I had some difficulty breathing, I relentlessly attacked her clitoris. Meanwhile, my left hand left her thigh and went to the Dragon Girl's firm breasts. My entire palm enveloped her breasts, and my thumb and little finger slowly began to rub her nipples.
"Mmm... ooh..."
Under my rubbing, the Dragon Girl's reaction became stronger and stronger, the vibrations spreading throughout her body, and her caresses of my penis became more and more intense.
(At this rate, I'll definitely be the one who can't take it anymore!)
After thinking this, I intensified my attack on her breasts and clitoris, and her juices kept flowing out, wetting my face. However, I didn't care, and continued to speed up the speed of my tongue, while rubbing her already erect nipples even harder.
"Mmm... Waaah... Mmmmmm..." The dragon girl trembled all over, letting out almost mournful moans from her nose. There was no doubt that this was the prelude to her climax.
"Sister Dragon Girl, I'm going, you go too, ahh... But, I..." Although I was trying not to ejaculate, I had reached my limit.
(I can't take it anymore! I lost, I'm going to ejaculate...)
My penis finally released, and as it throbbed, almost foul-smelling semen began to spray into Sister Dragon Girl's mouth.
At that moment, Sister Dragon Girl's body immediately began to spasm, reaching the peak of her orgasm. But Sister Dragon Girl did not leave my penis. As if sensing something, after ejaculating, she slowly sucked the remaining semen in my penis, drop by drop, and actually began to swallow it.
A moment later, Sister Dragon Girl turned back and lay down beside me, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me.
“Sister Dragon Girl…I…I’m so sorry…I…I did something so blasphemous to you…I ejaculated on you…”
“Hmm, it’s alright. I promised to try my best to satisfy you tonight, so you don’t need to apologize to me.”
Sister Dragon Girl picked up her black robe and carefully wiped my face.
I hugged Sister Dragon Girl’s waist, breathing heavily.
“I’m so touched. I didn’t expect you to drink it.”
“There’s a reason for that. You’ll know tomorrow morning.” The voice beside me said softly, “But what happened at the end? My mind went blank. What was that feeling?”
“Sister, have you never felt this before?”
“Never. At most, it was just…ha! Never.”
“Is that so? Then this is Sister’s first orgasm!”
I was relieved.
When Sister Dragon Girl reluctantly helped me suck up the semen, I felt a lot of guilt, but now that I know this is her first time experiencing an orgasm, I feel that at least I’ve repaid her!
"I am so grateful to God that I was able to meet such a beauty as Sister Dragon Girl in the final stage of my life."
"I also want to thank you for giving my people light and life, and for giving me... such a beautiful memory."
"I..."
Sister Dragon Girl suddenly smiled, rolled over and leaned against me, chuckling softly.
"It's not even dawn yet, I want to experience that feeling again, okay?"
I wrapped my arms around her neck, inhaling the unique sea breeze and the fragrance of her hair. Our legs intertwined, and we began to embrace and kiss.
Chapter Two: The Water and Fire Demon Dragon's
Night of Revelry. I fell asleep, exhausted. When I woke up, the sun was high in the sky, the dazzling sunlight streaming in. I could see the sunlight, which meant I wasn't dead. Why was they
examining me so closely? Not only was I not dead, but the tingling and itching from the poison in my body had also disappeared, and the festering wounds had scabbed over and grown new flesh. All the signs told the same thing: the deadly poison in my body had subsided.
Only then did I remember the Dragon Maiden sister with whom I had spent the night. Though we hadn't consummated our relationship, we had shared physical intimacy. Looking around, I saw she had vanished without a trace, but I found a note on the bedside table. The handwriting, written in charcoal, was delicate and graceful, yet also possessed a heroic spirit—it was the Dragon Maiden sister's handwriting.
┌──────────────────────────────────────────┐
│My Little Lover's Appreciation: │
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│ │Thanks to your kindness, we had a night together. I borrow 30,000 taels of silver tonight, and will repay you tenfold in the future. │
│The dragon poison you suffered from has been completely absorbed and neutralized by your foolish sister. Follow the following prescription and recuperate for seven days, and you will be fully recovered. │
│I only hope for your good health so that we may meet again in the future. The prescription is attached below: │
│…………………… │
│＠＠＠＠＠＠$％∧＊＠3 │
│Donghai Li Huamei bows respectfully│
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entire letter clearly tells me that the dragon poison in my body has been cured, and that the 30,000 gold coins I possess have all been "borrowed." But what shocks me most is the signature at the end of the letter.
Donghai Li Huamei!
Xia Hua (Flower) Heavenly Maiden, one of the Four Heavenly Maidens; also the Dragon Princess Di Mei, one of the Seven Flowers, hailed as the most extraordinary woman in the world for the past hundred years, Li Huamei!
Her beauty ranks among the Four Heavenly Maidens, but her cultivation of the "Supreme Heaven and Earth Technique" elevates her to one of the five strongest beings in the world. Thus, Li Huamei's name is listed alongside the Seven Beauties and the Four Heavenly Maidens, making her the most legendary of the Ten Beauties.
Rumor has it that the Dragon God Clan, who assisted the Jin Dynasty (which was usurped decades ago), has been fighting against the current most powerful figure in the Southeast Sea, the tyrannical and cruel chairman of the Black Dragon Society, Kurosawa Kazuo.
Li Huamei is the current leader of the Dragon God Clan, leading her people in battle against the Confederate Army, protecting the weaker tribes in the East Sea. For many years, they have fought against overwhelming odds, engaging in countless heroic battles. Everyone on earth speaks highly of her.
Imagining her deeds, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.
Although I lost all my possessions, I was spared death and gained intimate contact with this incredibly beautiful Dragon Maiden. My joy far outweighed my despair; my steps were light as I descended the stairs, almost humming a song.
Unfortunately, I never got to see this Dragon Maiden sister...
Perhaps fate is truly a strange thing. Just when I was on the verge of death, about to turn my luck around, I suddenly heard a sharp shout from downstairs.
"Everyone, pack your bags, we're setting sail tomorrow..."
I was shocked. The leader of the newly arrived group downstairs was none other than that vile bitch who had humiliated me in the palace, Tianhe Xueqiong, one of the Four Heavenly Maidens.
A bunch of people were chattering, demanding clean rooms and vegetarian food. Judging from their words, she was going to set sail tomorrow to travel and cultivate overseas.
Heh! We've met on a narrow road, how could I not make you suffer and make you lose your heads? Since fate has allowed me to survive a hundred calamities, then it's you vile bitches who are going to suffer the most.
With a furrowed brow, a plan formed in my mind. Using the little spare change I had, I went to a pharmacy and bought over ten different herbs. Following the instructions in the Blood Nightmare Manual, I concocted a potent poison, coated it onto my blowguns, and that very night used these hidden weapons to ambush Tianhe Xueqiong and her group, poisoning four of them with the blowgun darts.
The blowguns bore the insignia of the "Crimson Flame" pirate crew. The next day, when the incident was discovered, Tianhe Xueqiong and her companions were devastated and vowed to make the murderers pay with their blood. The locals recognized the insignia and told them the information, but when it came to leading the way to defeat the pirate crew, no one dared to do so.
At this moment, I stepped forward and volunteered. Because the scars on my face hadn't fully healed, no one recognized me, and the group, led by me, hired a boat and set sail.
Knowing the way well, they soon encountered the pirates.
Although it wasn't a fleet of ships, the Heavenly River Witch chanted incantations, summoning wind and lightning, and at every turn, unleashing terrifying waves. In an instant, she routed the pirate crew, forcing them to retreat towards their lair.
We followed behind, and when the enormous, dark stone cave came into view, I almost laughed until my stomach hurt.
Everything seemed to repeat itself: the terrifying shadow of the Water-Fire Demon Dragon emerged with a piercing scream, and the unsuspecting crew suffered heavy casualties in an instant.
Tianhe Xueqiong, sensing the danger, crossed her arms and conjured a halo of light, enveloping us survivors and protecting us. She then leaped forward to fight the Water-Fire Demon Dragon to the death.
An unbelievable scene unfolded before us.
Brilliant golden light emanated from Tianhe Xueqiong's back, strands and threads weaving together, instantly bursting forth with dazzling brilliance, forming a pair of snow-white wings.
Wings of Light!
While a few races on Earth possess wings, like the vampires of the Evil Lotus Clan, such wings composed of sacred light were not possessed by any race. They were a symbol of celestial beings, a representation of divine blood. The ability to display such sacred wings meant that Tianhe Xueqiong possessed divine lineage.
Vertical eyes and wings of light—these two supreme and sacred symbols of magical power were utterly unimaginable. The raging
fire and poisonous mist of the Water and Fire Demon Dragon spewed forth, yet under the protective sphere of light formed by the interwoven wings, they couldn't even approach within three feet of Tianhe Xueqiong, instead being forced back.
The battle was fierce. While Tianhe Xueqiong's spells were often dazzling, they were incredibly exhausting. Beads of sweat gradually appeared on her fair face. Yet, through her efforts, the once invincible Water-Fire Demon Dragon showed fear and retreated steadily.
I grew worried. If Tianhe Xueqiong were to defeat the demon dragon, I wouldn't fare any better, and I might even expose my identity.
Just as I was panicking and unsure what to do, the Water-Fire Demon Dragon suddenly launched a powerful attack, its highly toxic flames instantly shattering the aura barrier.
The clergy accompanying Tianhe Xueqiong were certainly no ordinary fighters, but basically, unless it was a monster like Tianhe Xueqiong capable of wielding spells equivalent to an eighth-level curse, trying to fight a dragon head-on with human strength was certain death.
Perhaps I was just lucky! Having survived the Water-Fire Demon Dragon's attacks before, I knew its attack patterns. The moment it opened its mouth, I knew something was wrong. I screamed and fled the barrier's range, becoming the sole survivor.
"How could this be my barrier?"
Seeing all her companions dead, Tianhe Xueqiong's face was filled with shock. Her attacks were interrupted, and the Water-Fire Demon Dragon seized the opening, unleashing a desperate attack with a deafening roar. The attack
happened so suddenly that there was no time to dodge or teleport. Tianhe Xueqiong gritted her teeth and released all her spiritual power without reservation, fighting the thousand-year-old demon dragon with all her might.
A terrifying shriek and shockwave instantly filled the entire cave. Under the dazzling white light, I was thrown against the wall by the aftershocks and lost consciousness, completely unaware of what had happened.
When I awoke, I surveyed my surroundings. Almost everywhere I looked was rubble and corpses. The Water-Fire Demon Dragon's massive body had been torn in two, its foul-smelling, poisonous blood flowing everywhere. Slaying a dragon with human power—aside from my perverted father and philandering grandfather, I've never heard of anyone else capable of such a feat.
Within the dragon's corpse, a faint light shone.
I followed the light and saw Tianhe Xueqiong sitting cross-legged, her hands forming a mudra, her face ashen. She had clearly been poisoned by the Water-Fire Demon Dragon in its final attack and was using magic to expel the poison.
I'd witnessed firsthand how the Water-Fire Demon Dragon's poison could easily corrode flesh. This bitch, directly exposed to the poison, was not only unharmed but also had the strength to expel it—truly terrifying. However, the repeated exhaustion had taken its toll. Her wings had shrunk to less than half a meter, her entire body shrouded in a faint golden light, her face haggard.
A thought struck me, and I silently approached, unfurling a hidden golden rope. Although this bitch noticed me, she was in the crucial moment of her spell and couldn't resist. I quickly bound her arms and upper body tightly.
"You...who are you and why are you doing this?" This woman wasn't stupid; she finally realized I was the source of all her schemes.
"Heh! You bitch, try guessing!"
The dragon poison in my body had subsided, but my face and body hadn't fully recovered, so she couldn't guess for the time being.
To avoid any complications, I took action myself. Having finally managed to get one of the Four Heavenly Maidens into my grasp, it would be a huge waste not to take advantage of the situation and to betray myself and the water-fire demon dragon that had been split in two. Moreover, since seeing the wings of light on this bitch's back, I suddenly remembered something. If this woman truly possessed the blood of a celestial being, then I might very well be able to use her to master the ultimate secret technique in the book of erotic magic: the Hellish God of Lust!
"What are you doing! Ah!"
Too eager to test my ideas, I didn't have time to appreciate her properly. I pushed down this arrogant beauty who had once looked down on me like an ant and began to undress her.
The robe Tianhe Xueqiong was wearing was made of a rather peculiar material; no matter how I tore it, not a single wrinkle appeared. Using the Hyakkimaru to cut it open might be a good idea, but I didn't want to take the risk. After all, it was just a robe, and I didn't have the luxury of slowly stripping her naked. I'd just tear off her belt and go for it.
"Stop! You… ah!"
Unable to withstand my rough handling, Tianhe Xueqiong blushed crimson, filled with shame and indignation, but struggling to expel the poison, she could only twist her body, trying to avoid my touch.
Reaching for her chest, although it felt soft, there were almost no obvious protrusions. A moment's thought revealed that her chest was bound with strips of cloth. I coldly chuckled and pinched hard.
"Ah…" The sudden sharp pain made Tianhe Xueqiong scream, desperately shaking her body to escape my clutches.
"Why are you wrapping your chest with strips of cloth? Is there something about your breasts that you can't show to others?" A cold voice escaped my lips as I slowly rubbed Tianhe Xueqiong's breasts.
"No...no, stop...you lecherous man..." Tianhe Xueqiong groaned in pain, shaking her head repeatedly, but I seemed not to hear her, my fingers continuing to pinch and manipulate; my other hand lifted the hem of her robe, thrusting directly into the goddess's private parts.
"Ah...! No, no!" As intense pain swept over her, Tianhe Xueqiong instinctively cried out.
Lifting the hem of her robe and pulling down her trousers, a pink and fragrant buttocks covered by a plain white silk underpants were revealed before my eyes. Through that thin piece of cloth, the swollen flesh between her buttocks was vaguely visible, and a few traces of the unique fragrance of a virgin wafted into my nostrils.
As I tore off her underpants, I sneered, "I've heard that clergy must remain chaste. Who would have thought I'd be the first to be the first to be favored by the next master of Cihang Brahma Palace!"
"Don't even think about it! Ah...stop it...or else I..." Tianhe Xueqiong tried to move away, but her bound body wouldn't budge.
"You want to threaten me? Fine, you're planning to risk the draconic poison taking over your body and die with me? Heh! The draconic poison is potent. I only inhaled a little, and my body is already rotting like this. If it took effect on you, even a ghost would vomit at the sight of your beautiful goddess!" Hearing this, and imagining the horrific sight of her festering wounds, Tianhe Xueqiong dared not take the risk. She could only let me do as I pleased, prying open her legs and roughly thrusting my fingers into her private parts.
Dry; although the flesh was tender, it was completely devoid of moisture.
I snorted coldly, pulled down my belt, grasped my penis, and was about to mount her when I felt a sharp pain in my groin. I never expected this bitch to have such skill; she could control the muscles of her vulva, keeping it tightly shut, preventing me from entering.
Glancing at her, I saw a smug look on her face. Priestesses like her, whose lifelong duty was to maintain chastity, naturally possessed some special self-defense techniques.
I kneaded her breasts and slapped the tender flesh between her legs. Despite the pain, this bitch gritted her teeth and endured it, not letting her focus wander. Her starry eyes glared at me with hatred; if she regained her mobility, she would surely kill me instantly.
But then I discovered something even worse. As time passed, the golden light around Tianhe Xueqiong intensified, and the ashen complexion on her face faded. Clearly, the dragon poison had been mostly expelled, and she might regain her mobility at any moment. Escape was no longer an option!
I steeled myself, acting on the thought that had just crossed my mind, and thrust forward, not into her tightly closed vulva, but into her tender anus. A hot, hard object suddenly plunged into the priestess's unsuspecting anus, relentlessly penetrating her.
"No...no!"
Tianhe Xueqiong screamed in terror, wailing incessantly. Her lower body was brutally torn apart by the enormous foreign object; I could almost hear the sound of her body shattering.
The penis stopped moving after penetrating her. Tianhe Xueqiong was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe, only able to gasp for air. The ashen color returned to her face, and the dragon poison that was just one step away from being expelled flowed back into her body, fiercely battling against her remaining magical power.
After a moment of relief, I gripped her round, pert buttocks tightly with both hands and forcefully thrust in, beginning my pleasurable lewd acts.
"Ah...no..." Her body tore open again, the excruciating pain causing Tianhe Xueqiong to scream in agony.
"Ah...ah..."
Tianhe Xueqiong couldn't speak. Faced with the onslaught of pain and impact, the priestess could only let out a near-delusional groan.
"You ungrateful slut, I asked for your front and you wouldn't give it to me, so you deserve to have your anus opened first!" I sneered triumphantly.
"Gods, gods in heaven...I..."
Tianhe Xueqiong shook her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her cheeks. But I showed no mercy. Thinking of the humiliation in the palace that day, the anger in my chest turned into the driving force of desire.
"You should thank the gods. They made you give your virginity to me...no, I should say you gave your whole body to me." I said, thrusting my hard penis into the priestess's anus.
"What Four Heavenly Maidens? From now on, I want the whole world to know that you're nothing but a rotten slut whose ass I've played with!"
"Ah!" The sharp pain made Tianhe Xueqiong scream involuntarily. I began to thrust in and out, kneading Tianhe Xueqiong's pink and white round buttocks.
"Ah, no, no! Ah, no, ahhh!"
Never had she imagined such a humiliating day. Completely numb from the waist down, only excruciating pain assaulted her nerves. The priestess desperately shook her head, hoping to escape this torturous agony, but could only wail in agony.
"No! Ah, no, ah!"
Ignoring her screams, I felt an extreme pleasure from the rough but rhythmic thrusting.
"Ah... ah, ooh... ah, ah..."
Tianhe Xueqiong wasn't so lucky. Her lower body ached so much she was almost fainting. The shame of losing her virginity and being raped overwhelmed her consciousness, making it impossible for her to concentrate on expelling the poison. She could only lie back, letting out mournful cries.
"Ah, ah, ah... um, ah..."
I held the slender body before me, thrusting in and out again and again as if trying to penetrate her. Tianhe Xueqiong trembled uncontrollably, her cries of agony incessant.
"You belong to me."
I roared, thrusting into the priestess's soft anus. "What's the use of believing in gods? Can your gods save you? Now, even if I rape you, even if I fuck your asshole raw, they still can't help you!"
The thrusting became incredibly violent, making the priestess tremble all over.
Tianhe Xueqiong couldn't hear what I said anymore, and I seized the moment when she was vulnerable, cold sweat pouring down her forehead, and forcefully tore off the pair of light wings from her back.
The light wings were invisible, but now they felt almost tangible. Tearing them off her back must have been excruciating!
"Ah, ah, ah... ah, no, no, no!"
The immense pain engulfed Tianhe Xueqiong, destroying all reason in the priestess's mind.
"Ahhh...! God! Please forgive me..." Tianhe Xueqiong let out a shrill, terrifying scream, her whole body convulsing violently. As the uncontrolled serpentine venom surged to her brain, I too couldn't resist the unparalleled climax, ejaculating my scalding semen into the priestess's virgin anus.
...
Having raped this filthy bitch, most of the anger from that day was released. Thinking that half of the four celestial maidens on earth had engaged in intimate physical relations with me in the past two days, I was indeed quite proud. I considered whether to kill this woman to silence her and prevent her revenge later. This woman was too powerful, far surpassing the evil lotus from before. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner was not in my possession, and to train her into a sex slave was probably wishful thinking.
However, killing her would have too serious consequences. In any case, she wouldn't recognize my current appearance, so I wasn't afraid of her investigating afterward.
Although the Water and Fire Demon Dragon was dead, it possessed many priceless treasures. I took out the Hundred Ghost Pill, chopped it up, and wanted to finish things quickly and slip away as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a strange noise reached my ears. I turned around in surprise and saw that the bitch had woken up sometime earlier, the golden rope binding her arms lying on the ground.
I immediately drew my sword, desperately trying to come up with a plan, but Tianhe Xueqiong remained motionless, and I dared not make a move either. The two were locked in a stalemate.
After a moment, I noticed that Tianhe Xueqiong's gaze was strange, empty and unfocused. She clearly saw me, yet it was as if she didn't see me at all.
What was going on? I took a step forward, about to make a move, when Tianhe Xueqiong's gaze shifted to me. After scrutinizing me for a while, a confused expression appeared on her face.
"Where is this? Who are you? Why am I here?" Tianhe Xueqiong asked in bewilderment, "I...who am I?!"
I was stunned, unable to believe what I was hearing.
Good heavens! This bitch has amnesia!
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Sometimes I sigh, fortune and misfortune are intertwined; the affairs of the world are truly unpredictable, and reality is often more bizarre than fictional stories.
I finally managed to rape that bitch Tianhe Xueqiong, and although I didn't get her virginity, the anal rape of the priestess was still incredibly satisfying. However, before I could even decide what to do with her, she gave me a stupid look and told me she had amnesia.
Hmm, look at that stupid face, her eyes no longer sharp as before, filled with obvious fear and unease—she really does seem to have amnesia. But… playing with anus can cause amnesia? That's truly a medical marvel! Do the priestesses of Cihang Brahma Palace think with their butts?
My perverted father once said, "If you don't avenge a wrong, you'll never get revenge." This saying fully taught me the importance of seizing the opportunity. Since this woman already has amnesia, I might as well brainwash her! Tianhe Xueqiong is too powerful; the poison in her body could be neutralized at any time. If her amnesia is lifted, I'll definitely be going to hell.
"Little girl, you..."
"You...what do you want to do?"
Looking at her pure and beautiful face, I almost lost control and blurted out my true feelings, "I want to do you." In the midst of my haste,
I forced myself to hold back, intending to say something to ease her wariness and get her to obediently follow me. But as soon as I got close, Tianhe Xueqiong suddenly screamed and turned to run away. Alas! How pathetic! I had completely forgotten that my face was still bruised and scarred, quite frightening. Plus, the filthy thoughts in my mind were all written on my face, no wonder she ran away as soon as she saw me. Speaking of which, if I had shown such an expression when I was enjoying myself with Sister Longnu the night before last, would she have just killed me and run away with the money?
The rare bait has flown away. I should have chased after her, but hearing the noise outside, I immediately remembered that there were still those pirate remnants on the island. At this moment, I was completely defenseless, and I absolutely could not confront them head-on. So I found a place to hide in the cave.
Heaven was kind to me; the bandits seemed wary of the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon and dared not rashly barge in. That bitch, in her haste to escape, made a huge racket, attracting everyone's attention. Only after the noise faded into the distance did I breathe a sigh of relief and reveal myself.
This island is so small; with the pirates' full-scale search, Tianhe Xueqiong will surely fall into their hands. I wonder if these pirates have a way to break the Priestess's protective spell. If not, the Priestess's backside will probably be bruised and battered several times tonight.
Anyway, it's none of my business; I focused my attention on the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon's corpse. That damned beast almost disfigured me; now it's my turn to make you unrecognizable.
Besides the Flood Dragon's inner core, revered as a sacred treasure by many martial artists, the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon's Sun and Moon Eyes and Vajra Sharp Horns are rare treasures. Its other features, like its tough hide and dragon teeth, are also high-priced items on the black market.
This trip was all thanks to Tianhe Xueqiong. Although the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon's power was somewhat inferior to that of the orthodox dragons, Tianhe Xueqiong was able to kill it single-handedly, meaning her spiritual power was probably no less than that of the five strongest beings in the world. Fortunately, that bitch and the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon were both severely injured, which benefited me, the fisherman.
Following the records in the Blood Nightmare Manual, I dissected and dismembered the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon. Although I relied on the sharpness of Baiguimaru, it still took a lot of effort and involved risks. Creatures like dragons, which contain highly venomous substances, require extra caution when dissecting. If anything goes wrong, the result is no different from taking a bath in strong acid, and the consequences... I think I don't need to explain.
"Heh! Sure enough, it's here. I finally found it."
When Baiguimaru cleaved open the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon's head, I saw the legendary dragon core as I had hoped.
It was a fist-sized, amber-colored gelatinous substance. I'd heard from my elders that before a dragon dies, it condenses the essence of its flesh and blood into its brain, creating the Dragon Core, also known as the Dragon Soul, the most precious thing a dragon possesses. While the Water-Fire Demon Dragon couldn't compare to some highly intelligent dragons that could chant incantations, it surpassed them in ferocity and cruelty. Now that I had its inner core, this arduous journey wouldn't have been in vain.
It was already quite late, and making time to escape wasn't a problem, but seeing this beast that had tormented me so much, leaving like this felt unsatisfying. Besides, I was hungry anyway, so making a dragon meat hotpot wouldn't be bad… Ah! I didn't have enough tools, so I could only make roasted dragon meat…
Since I had to roast it anyway, what part would be the most economical and practical? Hehe! Of course, the most useful part!
"Bullwhip, tigerwhip, deerwhip, elephantwhip, I've even tasted orc whip, but I wonder what dragonwhip tastes like," I muttered to myself, using the Hyakkimaru to cut off the target part and starting a fire to roast the meat.
"La la la~ Mayflower is a great tavern, the girls there are really good..." Humming a song, I enjoyed the roasted dragon meat in the cave. Although the taste was really not good, considering the price of the ingredients, this might be the most expensive meal I've ever had!
Legend has it that every part of a dragon's body has great nourishing properties, so whether it's a mage or a warrior, in various adventure stories, the protagonists all rush to slay dragons, hoping to gain some benefits. However, dragons are the strongest race in the world! Apart from the gods in the sky and the high-level demons below the Nine Abyss, no creature can directly confront a dragon. For a greenhorn just starting out to think about slaying a dragon, that's more dangerous than stripping naked and jumping into a pool of sulfuric acid.
(Wait a minute… Dragon whip is indeed nutritious, but doesn't this mean I'm essentially sucking the cock of a water-fire demon? So, when I eat bull penis, it's like…)
A terrifying thought flashed through my mind, and I froze, staring at the roasted meat in my hand, feeling utterly bizarre.
After eating my fill, I remembered the pile of corpses nearby; perhaps there was some gold or silver I hadn't had time to loot. Just as I was about to get up, a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen. At first, it felt like a mosquito bite, but the pain amplified and spread like ripples from a stone dropped into water, quickly engulfing my entire body, feeling like I was in hell.
Legendary tales flashed through my mind, and an idea surfaced in my heart.
(Ah! Could it be... I'm going to become a dragon knight? But I didn't eat the Dragon Soul!)
This question was soon answered. I clutched my stomach and ran to a corner of the cave, vomiting, having diarrhea, and farting for almost half an hour. I was completely drained of water and nearly fainted from exhaustion.
(So... it wasn't me becoming a dragon knight, it was just bad food and diarrhea, how unfair...)
Later I learned that while many parts of a dragon are edible, they contain deadly poisons and must be processed using special methods. This is why some mythical dragon meat dishes require the ingredients to be boiled and dried nine times beforehand, or buried underground for half a year to remove the toxins. It was incredibly lucky that I didn't die instantly from being roasted like that.
(This lesson proves one thing: homosexuality really does bring divine retribution. I only sucked twice and this is what happened... Ouch! My butt really hurts...)
Defeated in the final revenge of the Water and Fire Demon, I spent half an hour frantically defecating in the cave. Finally, my legs gave way, and I could barely stand. The physical and mental exhaustion was almost equivalent to being raped ten times by a hundred-pound fat woman. I was panting, my eyes glazed over, and my butt ached terribly. Dragging my bags of spoils, I scrambled and rolled all the way to the shore.
Luckily, the ship I'd taken here hadn't been discovered by pirates. I took a small boat from it and sailed away.
Back at the port, I found a secluded spot to disembark and then set the small boat adrift. The Chief Goddess of the Cihang Brahma Palace had disappeared; there was no guarantee that no one would investigate later. I didn't want to cause myself any trouble.
I took some loose gold and silver from Tianhe Xueqiong's attendants as travel expenses. Remembering that I had left that bitch Cui'e at the inn, I hurried back.
"Who's missing? What happened?" I was shocked to hear that Cui'e was gone. I grabbed the innkeeper by the collar and demanded an explanation.
The innkeeper hurriedly explained that when news came back that I had led five hundred soldiers out to sea and been wiped out by the "Crimson Flame" pirate crew, the two soldiers who were ordered to stay here to guard Cui'e had betrayed me. They hadn't even paid for their room and board and had stormed off with Cui'e. What bastards!
It's bad enough that they betrayed me at this crucial moment, but they even took my old shoes with them! They're clearly trying to make me pay! Damn it, don't fall into my hands later, or your whole family will suffer! Since I'm
doomed anyway, I have to leave first. But then a little trouble arose.
"Sir, you can't just leave like that! Your companion hasn't paid yet."
"My companion hasn't paid? Then go ask my companion for it. What's the use of coming to me?" I sneered. "Didn't you see all those pustules and scars on my face? Believe me or not, I can infect you with some strange diseases."
Since ancient times, these strange diseases have been most intimidating to male animals. Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, he moved aside. How obedient!
Although not exactly desperate… well, not really! Having accepted His Majesty's order, without finding the treasure, and with his soldiers almost all dead or wounded, investigating this matter would be very troublesome. Since that's the case, I can't stay here any longer. The poison in my body hasn't been cleared; I need to find somewhere to stay for now.
Going to find my perverted father is certainly an idea, but the "Third New Tokyo" fortress he's in charge of is really not a good place. Every day I see my cold-blooded father and his logistics chief, Aunt Ritsuko, exchanging glances, and the weird feeling is really enough to make me sick... Don't ask me why the fortress located on the western border is called "Third New Tokyo". When I was a child, I asked my father's old friend the same question, and the answer I got was, "Because you have a father named Gendo."
In short, finding a place where I could eat and drink for free was no easy task. After much thought, I decided to head north to Nalivia, the largest port in the Kingdom of Alibuda, to seek refuge with my friend Awu.
Back in the day, Awu, Babi, and I were sworn brothers, fighting countless fierce battles in the brothels of the capital, known as the Yellow Triad, truly a formidable force. Later, Awu's family used their connections to transfer him to Nalivia as a junior officer, and I heard he was doing quite well. Going to see him shouldn't be a problem, right?
I bought a ship ticket with the gold and silver I had on me and headed towards Nalivia by sea. Before setting off, following the Dragon Girl's prescription, I bought all the ingredients at the herbalist's shop, brewing and consuming them along the way. In just a few days, the toxins in my body had been completely eliminated, and the bruises on my skin had subsided. When I removed the bandages, although I couldn't possibly be more handsome than before, my skin was noticeably whiter, which was an unexpected bonus.
The spoils from slaying the Water-Fire Demon Dragon were not only priceless, but could also be used to create incredibly powerful weapons if combined with certain magic. However, I couldn't think of a way to use them right away, so I just left them in the cabin.
We arrived in silence as night fell. Nalivia truly lived up to its reputation as the premier port city, displaying its most magnificent side.
The shore was adorned with colorful lights, illuminating the night sky. The dazzling lights reflected on Nalivia's harbor, instantly adding color to the dark sea. With the stars in the sky and the lights shining brightly, thousands of lights stretched for miles, reflecting off the waves, creating a mesmerizing scene.
Looking around, I saw towering buildings, bustling streets, and crowds of people, forming a beautiful picture. Looking towards the distant Nine Dragons Mountain, brightly lit like a sparkling pearl, various races and languages mingled around me. Although part of the Kingdom of Alibuda, it possessed a unique exotic charm—this was the allure of Nalivia.
Ah Wu had once written to me, saying that besides serving as an officer here, he also received a salary from a hotel. He suggested that if we ever visited Nalivia, we could find him at a hotel called "The Owl." After asking for directions and spending some time, I finally reached the top of Nine Dragons Mountain.
Located on the eastern side of the city, the mountain slopes gently, a deliberate choice in urban planning to concentrate the city's red-light districts here. Nalivia's merchants have always been wealthy, and the architectural style leans towards luxury. Brothels on Mount Kowloon, catering to the extravagant spender, are particularly dazzling, displaying the utmost extravagance. Every night, the lanterns deliberately lit by several famous brothels resemble a fiery dragon winding up the mountain, shining as brightly as day, clearly visible even to ships a hundred miles away.
Asking around on the mountain, I learned that the "Owl" Hotel had closed down two years ago, its site converted into a brothel called "Golden Eagle." I went there to inquire, asking several people, but none knew who Ah Wu was. Pressing for details, the doorman countered, "Sir, to find someone, you need their full name. What's your friend's name?"
Hmm, good question. After so many years, I can't even remember Ah Wu's full name… Hmm! It seems like a very imposing name, a name befitting a pillar of the nation… That name is… well, never mind, it's better for my brain to forget what I can't remember.
Having failed to find the person, I still had the money I'd looted. Since I'd already entered this treasure trove, how could I leave empty-handed? But it's really strange, aren't those guys clergy? Why did they carry so much money? If every clergyman could be this rich, I'd sign up for the clergy exam when I get back to the capital.
The brothels on Nine Dragons Mountain are famous not only in this country but throughout the entire continent. Having come all this way, ordinary prostitution would be boring; naturally, I wanted to try something different. I stopped a passerby and asked him where the most sordid, exciting, vulgar, and perverted place on Nine Dragons Mountain was.
"Young man, you're a real expert!" The guy gave me a lewd smile, raised his thumb, and then pointed me in the right direction.
I'd been to these special places in the brothels before; generally speaking, they were all located in relatively secluded areas, filled with a sinister and alluring atmosphere. Before even stepping inside, a strong smell of leather filled the air. Depending on the shop's location, sometimes there was also the stench of blood. The sounds of whips whistling, women's wails, and men's screams were commonplace.
Following the directions, I navigated several bends and passed through a bamboo grove, my heart pounding with excitement. You see, the more thrilling the establishment, the more secluded its location. Even if someone died, no one would know; the body could simply be dumped in a ditch. The location of this shop was so circuitous and winding; it must be the pinnacle of the trade.
Emerging from the bamboo grove, a breathtaking view opened up before me, and I stared in disbelief at the enormous castle built entirely of stone. Even across a drawbridge, I could hear the strains of an organ playing cheerful children's songs, punctuated by bursts of laughter. Above the castle, a square flag fluttered four large, dark characters.
"A...fairytale world!"
Chapter Three, Fairytale World
, left me speechless. Standing before the castle gates, I nearly froze into a puppet, inwardly cursing the guy who recommended this place to me, wanting to beat him to a pulp. I stood there dumbfounded for a while before finally sighing and stepping inside.
Wait, I had no idea what to expect until I went in; it was actually quite interesting. Large groups of men and women were coming and going, and the atmosphere didn't feel like a brothel, but more like a museum open to the public.
Even though it was indoors, these people were all wearing masks, leather armor, helmets, and cloaks, dressed like they were going to battle. Upon closer inspection, I couldn't help but marvel. Although their clothing met the standards for adventurer equipment, it still felt strange. The cuts were far too revealing, especially the women. Most of them wore only a silk scarf wrapped around their chests, or leather armor with round holes cut out, exposing not only their abdomens but also most of their snow-white breasts. Their lower bodies were short skirts made of leather straps, their round thighs faintly visible, making one's eyes widen.
Although they were armed with bows and guns, the tips or handles of their swords, spears, and clubs were shaped like magnificent phalluses, making one wonder how they were going to fight against Skar. The shields, which should have been painted with fierce beasts like griffins and six-legged leopards, were instead painted with lifelike erotic pictures, which would surely make the enemy dizzy and surrender automatically.
They walked down the stairs together, seemingly heading towards the basement. I was itching to follow, but suddenly a figure appeared, blocking my way.
"Please wait a moment, sir. Is this your first time here? If you'd like to participate in tonight's Jurassic Park hunt, you'll need to make a reservation beforehand."
The sweet, coquettish voice was perfectly matched with a striking beauty. Short, light brown hair cascading down her ears, and sensual purple lips—her beauty was immediately striking.
"Hello, I'm Nonomura Midori, your guide from the fairytale world. Please allow me to serve you."
I didn't speak, but simply sized up this sexy goddess. Her attire, practically lingerie, was incredibly alluring. A red ribbon was tied around her chest, and two semi-transparent triangular pieces of paper slightly covered her nipples, her full breasts unabashedly exposed. Her lower body was clad in red gauze, tied at the waist with a thin rope, revealing her entire fair and tender buttocks. The front was partially covered by fabric, but the material was also very transparent; with a slight gaze, even the finest light brown pubic hair was clearly visible.
"Miss...aren't you hot?" My voice trembled, driven by unbearable desire. Several days without a woman at sea had left me utterly bored. Whether this woman was used to her profession or extremely confident in her figure, she brazenly posed and flirted under my greedy gaze, as if to say, "You are welcome to feast your eyes."
"Judging from your accent, you seem to be from out of town. Is this your first time visiting this fairytale world? Please allow me to introduce you. We have..."
"No need for introductions. I'll just pick you. Give me the key, let's go to bed and have some fun!"
Burning with lust, I pounced on her like a hungry tiger, eager to take advantage before we even got into bed. But before I could even touch her, she grabbed my wrist and twisted me around.
"For safety, our guides in this fairytale world have all learned self-defense," Meidie said, her smile still alluring, but the threat in her words was palpable. "Sir, our guides don't provide sexual services, do you understand?" Forced by circumstances and
fearing a sudden appearance of burly bodyguards who would throw me, this country bumpkin, off a cliff, I could only follow silently, listening to the guide's explanation.
The stairs leading to the basement, after passing through a tunnel, connect to a dense woodland. The vast space of the basement itself features varied terrain including forests, ponds, hills, and caves. Men and women participating in the hunting festival wear masks and search for their prey. After capturing their prey, they mate with it. To maintain the quality of the hunt, some of the prey is provided by the brothel itself.
The weapons used are specially made soft weapons, incapable of actually harming the body. Aside from using the tools provided by the brothel, everything else is prohibited; violators will be forcibly expelled.
"This kind of hunting festival really appeals to people's latent animalistic instincts. Our customers enjoy it immensely; it's one of our main selling points," Meidie said with a smile. As she spoke, I vaguely heard one or two roars of ferocious beasts coming from the basement. Judging from the roars, the beasts seemed quite large!
Seeing my confusion, Meidie smiled and said, "Based on the fact that some guests enjoy the thrill of bloodshed, we've specially imported ferocious beasts like six-legged leopards and saber-toothed tigers from the Southern Barbarians to increase the realism of the game. As long as you pay a hefty sum and sign a waiver, you can enjoy the pleasure of life-or-death intercourse in the basement, section D! But please be careful when ejaculating; a while ago, an old man was caught off guard and had his head bitten off by a six-legged leopard that suddenly appeared from behind."
Damn it! There are all sorts of people in the world. I'm starting to understand why that guy recommended this place to me.
"The Jurassic Park hunting festival requires reservations. Since you're a newcomer, please come upstairs with me, and I'll show you around and help you choose."
Upstairs was a completely different world. Accompanied by melodious music, beauties of all races, dressed in different gorgeous costumes, played roles from fairy tales, making you feel like you were in a fairy tale world for a moment.
"This is our main selling point. You can choose different female companions according to your preferences, and we can definitely meet your needs," Meidie smiled. "For example, if you like group sex, you can wait until everyone is there and participate in the Snow White role-playing."
"What if I like bestiality?"
"If you like watching bestiality, we have a live Beauty and the Beast show, performed daily. If you want to participate yourself, you can play Tarzan in the facilities downstairs." "
Are there any sadistic tricks? For example, I want to find a queen to step on my face and slap me hard."
"On the third floor, we have a 'Three Mothers Teaching Their Son' role-playing game. Both the skills and strength are professional-level, and I believe you won't be disappointed."
"Oh...that sounds good. What if I have a friend who specifically likes to have sex with middle-aged women? Do you have a way to satisfy him?"
"Yes, he can purchase a Snow White role-playing game, which should be able to..."
"Snow White? Are you kidding me? What does that have to do with mature women?"
“Snow White has nothing to do with mature women.” Mei Die’s professional smile remained unchanged. “However, Snow White’s queen mother is a middle-aged woman. If he has special needs, we can arrange for him to be dressed as an old witch. He’ll definitely feel right at home.”
“I don’t believe you can do everything.” I said, “If I want to rape a corpse, can you arrange that for me?”
“If you like raping corpses, please book a Sleeping Beauty role-playing session. We guarantee you won’t move at all during the whole process, and you’ll be no different from a corpse.” Mei Die said, “Alright, the night is too short. Please choose your scene for tonight.”
“This…” While she was engrossed in her words, I couldn’t resist the sight of her swaying, plump buttocks. I quietly reached out and climbed onto her round, perky buttocks, giving them a firm squeeze.
"Ouch..."
Startled by the sudden attack, Meidie let out a soft groan, but didn't dodge or struggle. She simply turned to look at me and smiled, "Sir, I must remind you again, our tour guides do not provide sexual services."
"What a joke! Aren't you running a brothel? As long as I can afford it, what's wrong with sleeping with me once?"
"Heh, sir, you're quite the joker." Meidie smiled sweetly, pursing her lips, "However, sir, do you know what we feed the six-legged leopards and saber-toothed tigers below?"
This was certainly a good question, but now didn't seem like the time to be inquisitive. So, I readily agreed and began choosing my bed partner for the night.
Surrounded by women of all shapes and sizes, choosing was no easy task. Then, amidst the glamorous attire, I suddenly spotted a pale figure—a poorly dressed little girl carrying a bamboo basket, a blue headscarf wrapped around her head. Her face was obscured, and she was tugging at people's sleeves, asking, "Sir/Madam, could you please buy me a box of matches? Just one box, please."
The little match girl was interesting; I'd never played this trick before.
"Hey! How's she?" I gestured towards Meidie, pointing in the little girl's direction.
Meidie looked in that direction, a hint of unease flashing across her face, but she quickly smiled and said, "What's the problem? We'll arrange your request immediately. But… could you please remove that hand from her bottom? The saber-toothed tiger below is starving."
When I finished showering and getting ready, the shop had already brought me the little match girl. She was putting on quite an act, even peeking in from the doorway first, whispering, "Excuse me, does anyone want to buy matches?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Come in quickly, I can't wait any longer!" A lone man and woman, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, perfect for playing fire-making by friction, let's get our passion burning together
, big brother!" Hearing my voice, she came in, still dressed in her shabby farm attire: a plain gray wool skirt, patched and tattered, with small wooden boots on her feet, carrying a bamboo basket full of matches—a perfect picture of a poor farm girl, truly dedicated.
I hid by the wall, and as soon as she entered, I immediately closed the door, grabbing her before she could turn around. My desire was unbearable; as I lifted her skirt, my erection pressed against her pert little buttocks, rubbing forcefully.
"Gust...guest, please don't do this, I'm here to sell matches." “
I know the rules here. You’re here to sell matches, of course. I’ll show you my big match now.”
A strong resistance came from my hand; the other person’s struggle was unexpectedly fierce. Even if it were a rape game, it was far too realistic. I became suspicious and let go.
After asking, I learned that she really was just here to sell matches in “Fairy Tale World.” Someone had told her to come in because a big customer wanted to buy matches, so she happily ran in.
Things had turned out this way, which was naturally very disappointing. Fortunately, I hadn’t paid for the prostitution yet, so it wasn’t too bad. It was just that my lust had lingered for a while, which was quite uncomfortable.
I had considered the possibility of forcing myself on her, but firstly, even a powerful dragon can’t suppress a local snake, and I was in a bad situation right now, so I didn’t want to cause any trouble here; secondly, this girl was dirty and plain-looking, and I didn’t want to cause trouble for such a thing.
After much deliberation, I finally asked her to leave and prepared to get dressed. However, she had only been gone a short while, and I had just put on my pants, when the door opened again. The girl came in again, closed the door, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you have a lot of money?"
I didn't have much cash on me, but I had thirty or forty gold coins. Unless it was a famous courtesan known for her beauty, or a virgin being deflowered, two or three gold coins a night with an ordinary girl was already a shocking price. Although this brothel claimed to be high-end, ten gold coins could get you a night of revelry in the basement. As for paying for a girl like her, one gold coin would be enough.
Seeing my noncommittal expression, she whispered again, "If it's just with your hands and mouth, then... then I can... I can serve you."
It was the middle of the night, and I was too lazy to call her again. It was nice to have some light fun like this once in a while, but judging from her appearance, she didn't seem to have any experience.
"Really? How's your skill? I'm here for prostitution, I don't want to start from scratch."
"I...I'm very good, please believe me, I can definitely satisfy you. So, how about fifty silver coins?"
Fifty silver coins is practically half a gold coin! Asking for that price just for oral sex? Does this girl think she's some kind of goddess?
"Too much, fifteen."
"Forty-nine."
The bargaining continued, and unexpectedly, this girl was remarkably persistent with money. Whether she was genuinely short of cash or had an innate, strong desire for it, they finally settled on thirty-eight silver coins.
"Then...then I'll begin."
Perhaps emboldened by the money, her movements were somewhat sluggish, but it was clear she wasn't timid. Her robe was lifted, revealing her genitals. After a moment's hesitation, she boldly reached out and grabbed it.
It's truly laughable. Perhaps because I haven't had a woman for several days, I actually stooped to finding this kind of woman for oral sex to relieve my pent-up desires. It's completely contrary to my usual aesthetic sense.
Up close, the girl's dusty face held a maturity beyond her childhood, especially her wary and worldly-wise eyes. Perhaps she was no longer a little girl, but a young woman.
"Hmm..."
The girl knelt on the ground, her hands reaching between my thighs, grasping my penis, then bringing her lips to my mouth. A trembling, tender tongue extended from her moist, rosy lips, meeting the male symbol at her lips.
"Ugh... Ah..."
I cried out in surprise. Any previous dissatisfaction vanished at that moment. Contrary to her appearance, the girl's oral sex skills were surprisingly skillful, giving me a strong stimulation the instant I touched her.
Only then did I notice that the girl had slender hands, ten long, delicate fingers, like those of a musician. As her ten fingers danced and moved rapidly, blurring the lines, the scene itself was almost an art form.
At this fluid speed, for the first time, I felt as if my penis were a musical instrument, being played and manipulated with superb skill. Her delicate fingers moved from the glans to the tip, boldly caressing his testicles, as if it were a special kind of massage. This was far superior to the awkwardness of the Dragon Girl sister I'd seen before, and even among all the brothels I'd frequented, no top courtesan could compare.
"You...you're so skilled!"
I hadn't expected such an unassuming girl to possess such superb oral sex skills. Nalivia truly was a hidden gem, a holy grail of the pleasure quarters. The
stimulated area felt like an electric current was flowing through me, sending a tingling sensation throughout my body. My lower back ached, and I struggled to endure the onslaught of pleasure. Just then, the girl took my penis into her mouth.
"Mmm...humph!" Using the movement of her jaw, the girl stimulated my penis inside her mouth, using the tip of her tongue to gently vibrate the tip. Instantly, my already erect penis became even harder and swollen, pressing against her throat.
"Ah... slurp..."
The pressure of my penis against her throat must have been incredibly uncomfortable, but she seemed oblivious, her expression focused, uttering lewd sounds as her head moved rhythmically up and down, diligently sucking on my penis. It grew larger and redder, almost bursting open.
"Ah... slurp... ah... impressive... my cock... can't beat your little mouth... hmph..."
I could feel the girl's fragrant tongue rubbing back and forth on the tip of my penis, the touch of her lips, and the lewd sounds of her sucking, all blending with her delicate rhythm, sounded like a melody. The rhythm of the oral sex and my heartbeat merged into one; I was nearing my climax.
"I'm going to ejaculate!"
"Okay, go ahead and ejaculate!" Without hesitation, the girl nodded boldly.
"Whoosh...!" In that instant, my penis sprang up like a spring, spitting out a large amount of white, sticky fluid!
"Mmm! Mmm!... Mmm!... Ugh! Huff... Oh!"
The semen, unable to be caught in time, sprayed all over the girl's face. After swallowing the semen in her mouth, she smiled happily.
I gasped for breath. Since learning the techniques from the erotic magic book, this was a rare instance of me ejaculating so easily. If it weren't for witnessing this exquisite oral sex technique, I would have thought there was something wrong with my body.
"Alright, let's move on to the second round. Including this time, we now have seventy-six silver coins."
"Wait, wait a minute, how can it be so fast? I just ejaculated, and now I still... Oh!"
Without further ado, the girl removed my hand from between my legs and took my limp penis into her mouth.
"Wait... wait a minute! Wait a minute..."
Ignoring my cries, the girl wrapped her arms around my waist, keeping her mouth from leaving the penis, deeply sucking it in.
"Mmm... ooh... ooh... if... like... like this... ooh... no... I... I'm about to cum..."
"Grandpa! It's okay... as long as you like, please shoot your most concentrated semen into my mouth!" The girl temporarily withdrew her penis, saying this. Then, she tightly took it into her mouth again.
"No, that's not the problem. If you want to suck, I have to have semen... mmm... I have... mmm... enough! I... I'm... I'm about to come..."
Hearing my weak cries, the girl became even more excited, shaking her head up and down, pinching the base of my penis with her fingertips, and inserting it deep into her throat, performing intense compression movements.
Her lips were just small and cherry-like, but the sensation of them sucking was no less intense than thrusting into a vagina. The suction of a mouth is inherently stronger than that of a vulva, and with such delicate and exquisite movements, how could I possibly hold back?
"Mmm... Ahhhhh..."
I straightened my back, grabbed the back of the girl's head, and thrust deep into her throat, releasing my semen. In just eight minutes, I ejaculated twice. At the moment the white semen spurted out, I truly felt like I had been raped.
"Ugh... Hmph! That's...that's enough, isn't it..." My body convulsed uncontrollably. After releasing my semen, the girl didn't leave my penis, repeatedly sucking from the base upwards, shaking her head up and down.
"Okay, okay! I need to rest..." I gasped for breath, my body almost drenched in sweat. A little match girl suddenly transformed into a top-tier semen-sucking vixen—this unexpected transformation was the main reason for my defeat.
Encountering such a superior find, far exceeding the price, I naturally wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. However, such frequent ejaculation in such a short period left me feeling weak in the knees. If I hadn't undergone special training in Xie Lian's boudoir, I might have already fainted... But then again, this time I didn't cheat with any erotic magic.
I was still somewhat curious about how this girl had developed such exceptional oral skills that even seasoned prostitutes were astonished. However, before I could even ask her question, she wiped her mouth and spoke.
"Have you rested enough? Please give me another chance. Let's continue our challenge for the third time, aiming for thirty-eight silver coins!"
"No, I'm not ready yet... You... You go slower... Don't... Don't... Oh oh oh~~~"
...
And so, tonight I once again challenged the limits of my life, ejaculating eight times in two quarters of an hour, not even having time to use any erotic magic, completely immersed in the chaotic paradise created by her exceptional oral skills.
When I was exhausted and unable to continue, the lewd woman even threatened me, saying she would continue sucking my blood if I didn't pay the extra silver coins. As a result, the night's expenses totaled a hefty ten gold coins, truly a loss of both money and virtue.
Finally, utterly exhausted, I collapsed on the bed and fainted. Even in my sleep, my legs, already limp, still trembled uncontrollably.
When I woke up, the girl was gone. My limbs were still a little weak, which was understandable; if someone ejaculated eight times in two quarters of an hour, their legs would definitely give way. But I'm somewhat impressed with myself for still managing to ejaculate…
It was quite enjoyable, but not being able to have real sex was a bit of a regret. It was still dark, and I didn't know how much longer it would be before dawn. I wanted to sleep a little longer, but suddenly I realized something was wrong.
"Wait, where's my wallet? All those gold coins…"
Of course, they were all gone. As for who the thief was, that was an obvious question.
I immediately found the shop staff. The one in charge was still the pretty tour guide, Meidie. At first, they were indifferent, saying the woman wasn't one of their shop's girls and it wasn't their responsibility. However, when I mentioned I was going to promote the Fairy Tale World outside, claiming its lax management and the presence of female thieves robbing customers, they reluctantly went to find the girl's information.
To be able to open a shop in Nalivia, and on such a large scale, it's hard to believe they didn't have powerful gang backing. Finding someone like that wouldn't be difficult for them.
"Uh, isn't that Weaver Girl?" Before handing me the information, Meidie glanced at it, a hint of surprise on her face.
I took the information and hurried to the address listed, looking at it as I went.
The woman lived in the slums of the east side of the city, named Zhizhi Lonia. As for her background, it was surprisingly... well! Well, not exactly impressive. To be precise, it seemed like a scandal.
In this era of frequent wars, the martial spirit was strong on the continent. Although Nalivia was wealthy, it had never produced any famous warriors or swordsmen, which was a disgrace when boasting to outsiders. Therefore, about a hundred years ago, the Nalivia United Merchants Association invested money and effort to establish the continent's first professional academy, dedicated to training outstanding technicians.
Everyone knew that in everything from a duel to a war, besides the warrior's own abilities, the equipment they wore was also crucial to victory. Lightweight yet sturdy armor, swords that could cut through iron like mud, and high-speed crossbows—while not guaranteed to win, possessing these weapons always provided a significant advantage on the battlefield.
Over the past century, Nalivia's technician academy had cultivated countless elites. In addition to ordinary technicians, many outstanding craftsmen had opened their own workshops, becoming sought-after by various armies.
The belief that "no matter how powerful a warrior is, they must bow to us" has become the pride of the people of Nalivia. Therefore, the "Tomorrow's Master Craftsman" competition, held every four years, has become the most important event in the region.
Usually, the most prestigious divine weapon forging competition is won by men, while women, due to limitations in their abilities, can only excel in weaving battle robes and soft armor. However, about sixteen years ago, a female student named "Waka Orishi" first won the battle armor weaving competition, earning the title of "Weaver Girl," and then triumphed in the divine weapon forging competition. A truly all-around creator was about to be born. However, on the eve of the finals, seemingly driven by excessive competitiveness, she attempted to sabotage her opponent's divine weapon, was caught red-handed, confessed after trial, and was expelled from the artisan academy, disappearing without a trace.
This incident was a major scandal in Nalivia, known to all the citizens. Orishi Lornia appears to be the daughter of that Weaver Girl, which explains Meidie's surprise upon seeing the information.
After reviewing the documents, I arrived at my destination. I hurriedly jumped off the carriage and rushed there. Losing all forty-five gold coins at once was certainly painful, but in the bag containing the coins were several kinds of medicinal powders I had secretly concocted. It would be too much trouble to reconstitute them after losing them; those were the things I really needed to get back.
I tiptoed and finally arrived at my destination. What kind of nice houses could there be in the slums? The girl's dwelling was nothing more than a dilapidated thatched hut. Even before I got close, I could smell a strong, nauseating stench.
I hesitated about how to go in and retrieve my things when I suddenly heard the sound of water. Following the sound, I went around to the back of the thatched hut and was surprised to see a beautiful scene.
In the dim moonlight, the girl was washing away the filth from her body and mind. Water droplets flowed down her fair skin, and her white body was like a statue sculpted from beautiful jade, radiating a soft glow.
After shedding her shabby gray dress and washing away the dust from her face, the girl was surprisingly beautiful. Her azure eyes were as deep and clear as the sky, her cheeks were as pink as pearls, and her lips were a beautiful rose red. Her flowing orange hair had a velvety sheen, shimmering and sparkling, truly breathtakingly beautiful! Her
pointed ears indicated her elven bloodline, and her petite body, seemingly thin due to malnutrition, still showed a well-proportioned figure, and her delicate skin was as translucent as freshly picked fruit.
(No wonder she dressed so ugly; with such beauty, trying to make a living on Mount Kowloon, even a green apple would be ruined into rotten pulp in a couple of days…)
Her initial thought of getting her money back and letting it go changed in an instant. Now that I've discovered this untainted flower hidden in the mud, wouldn't it be a waste of my manhood not to pluck it? Besides, she's already paid; forty gold coins to patronize such a beauty is a steal.
I stealthily approached, took out the rope I always carried with me from my bag, and by the time she realized someone was approaching from behind, it was too late. I pounced on her, grabbed her wrists, and lifted them high above her head, binding her wrists to the bamboo fence behind us, using the spot I'd chosen earlier.
Suddenly attacked and finding herself naked and shameful, Zhizhi's eyes flashed with panic. She opened her mouth to scream, but I sneered first, "Go ahead and scream! You'd better call everyone here so they can see you all naked. Hey, if the people here knew they had a little beauty like you as a neighbor, what do you think would happen?"
It was a cliché, but it was always effective. Zhizhi seemed to be worried about something, and immediately lowered her voice and whispered, "Please... I'll pay you back. This money is really important to me. This is the first time I've ever stolen something, so... so..."
"If you need money, why do you have a seriously ill mother or a family of eight to support?" I scoffed. It wasn't that I doubted her need for money; everyone in this world needs money, and I need it too. Besides, living in this slum, everyone has a whole host of tragic stories to tell. I've heard so many that I'm already numb to them.
“I said… I’m telling the truth… Please, please believe me… I will definitely pay you back… Sir, you are so rich, you definitely…” In such a humiliating situation, Zhizhi’s lips trembled as she begged for mercy, and her beautiful blue eyes glistened with tears.
"Hahaha... Don't worry, forty gold coins is nothing, I won't make you pay it back..."
"R-really?" The unexpected answer, like a divine blessing, made Zhizhi's eyes widen with boundless joy.
"However, we met in a brothel. Since you've already taken money, it would be a shame not to do it!" I stared at her embarrassed face and let out a wicked laugh.
"You mean... ah!" Understanding my meaning, Zhizhi began to struggle violently, making the bamboo fence shake, but I moved closer, spread her fair legs, and blocked them with my body, not letting her close them.
"First, I want to carefully admire your little vixen's virgin hole." I grinned lewdly and suddenly reached into Zhizhi's tender, pure valley. The elven girl screamed, and under the moonlight, the pink luster of the calyx and the surrounding fair skin formed a very strong contrast.
"Hey, take a look too... It's your own stuff..."
"I don't want it... Let me go..."
"Ha! You think you can just say no and that's it..."
The elf was petite, with a slender frame and light weight. After I finished speaking, I forcefully folded Zhizhi's body in half, so that her eyes could see her tender vulva up close.
"This is too much..." Zhizhi's pride, which had always been strong, was subjected to unspeakable humiliation, and tears streamed down both sides of her cheeks.
"Look obediently, or I'll slap you twice more if you dare to close your eyes..." After giving a vicious warning, I stretched out my wicked dirty hand, "Look carefully! I'm going to pry open your labia completely." After saying that, I stretched out my index and middle fingers and spread Zhizhi's outermost labia apart to the left and right.
"Ah...don't do this..."
"Wow...I can see so clearly!"
Despite some differences in body shape, the female elf's vulva is no different from that of a human woman. At this moment, under my manipulation, not only were the two labia stretched and deformed by the powerful force, but the clitoris and calyx were also completely exposed, without any concealment.
"Come on...pull back this foreskin, let the little fleshy ball come out and breathe..." As I spoke, I used my fingers to pull back the thin skin, exposing the entire clitoris.
"Stop...don't do this...ah..." Witnessing her genitals being played with, Zhizhi suffered intense humiliation and trembled uncontrollably.
"Wow...it's so beautiful!"
"Stop, stop...please don't do this...please..." Zhizhi screamed, but it was to no avail. I then pressed the pad of my thumb against her fleshy ball and began to rub it roughly.
"Ah...ah..." The most sensitive electric current surged from the clitoris, causing her whole body to convulse.
"Hehe, even an elf would get wet down there when this is rubbed... Let me see... Ouch, if it's not wet, you're asking for trouble!" I said, prying open her calyx to reveal the complex flesh inside, like a snake's belly.
In the moonlight, the tender flesh with its outwardly turned, wavy structure was paler in color than the outer labia, but there was no secretion of nectar, so I could foresee that the thrusting would not be easy.
"Little match girl, let's make fire together!" I said, putting her legs down, adjusting her position, unbuckling my belt, and holding the base of my erect penis, positioning the glans against Zhizhi's vaginal opening.
"No, no... Ouch..."
When her vagina was pressed by the huge object, Zhizhi lowered her head in panic, struggling desperately to escape, but I held her down tightly, unable to break free.
"I'm giving you one last chance. If you scream now and call everyone around, I might run away in fear and not rape you, who knows?"
Faced with my teasing, Zhizhi bit her lip, her expression tense and stubborn. But after a moment's hesitation, she pursed her lips tightly, giving up screaming. Only with a slight sob in her voice, she whispered, "I know I'm... whatever you want to do with me tonight, but that money, you must, you must give it to me..."
"As expected, money wins in the end!" I laughed. "Alright, then it's all yours! The money is yours, and so is my big matchstick." With that, I thrust my penis in without hesitation. At this moment, her vaginal opening burned with excruciating pain, making Zhizhi see stars.
"Pfft..." Her hymen ruptured, and the glans penetrated inside.
"Ah..."
For Zhizhi, this was her first experience, and an unprecedented pain.
"Oh...oh..." A fiery cry escaped her small mouth, her vision blurred, and excruciating pain, as if a sensitive nerve had been severed, spread throughout her body.
"Ugh...ah..." She clenched her teeth, raised her eyebrows, and screamed incessantly.
Because we were so close, she could see the entire process of losing her virginity, from the moment my penis touched her to the moment it entered her, even the virgin blood flowing from her vagina was mercilessly reflected in her eyes.
"Oh, so she's a virgin elf. Forty gold coins, not bad!" I whispered with a laugh in her ear, thrusting my hips even harder.
"No, it hurts...ahhh..."
Just then, my glans touched her cervix.
"Oh..."
Zhizhi felt a snake-like tongue licking her cervix, and she trembled with fear.
“Oh, this is wonderful! Your little cunt is gripping my thing so tightly, and it’s burning hot inside…”
Without lubrication, thrusting wasn’t easy, but against her virgin crimson, I let out moans of pleasure as I slowly pumped my penis in and out.
“Ah…ah…”
Zhizhi screamed, her body leaning forward, her internal organs feeling as if they were being severed, causing her to see stars. Ignoring her reaction, I continued thrusting, kneading her small but round and lovely breasts, finding great pleasure in it.
“Ah…oh! Ah…” Zhizhi felt as if she were being cut by a knife, shaking her head frantically, constantly moaning.
Outside this simple thatched hut, disregarding the danger of being seen, I eagerly raped this beautiful elven girl, the obscene sounds of mucous membranes rubbing together filling the air.
“Zhizhi, your cunt is so tight…oh…” Having not enjoyed a virgin’s vagina for so long, my breathing became rapid, I kept moaning and shouting, and beads of sweat appeared on my body.
“It’s in…it’s in…so deep…it’s all the way in! It feels like it’s touching my uterus…oh…ah…my thing is inside a virgin’s body…oh…it’s so tight…”
“Ah…it hurts…please, please finish quickly…”
“Zhizhi, is your brother’s matchstick big?”
“I…I don’t know…”
“Don’t know? Doesn’t your pussy feel anything?”
“Don’t…don’t ask anymore…”
Zhizhi’s tender pussy was stretched to its limit by the thick, hard cock, and her virgin blood kept overflowing from her vaginal opening, making the area around the opening wet. The complex fleshy pieces, like a snake’s belly, wrapped with mucous membrane, tightly surrounded my cock, and bright red juice seeped out from the gaps between the cock and the shaft.
“So…so comfortable…you little pussy…ah!” I thrust my cock in and out of her tender pussy with abandon.
“It hurts…ah! It will…it will tear…ah…it hurts…” Zhizhi, still a virgin, felt that her vagina was about to be torn apart.
"Poor thing... she got to experience her brother's huge matchstick for the first time, she'll never be able to feel pleasure from other men's genitals again..." I said smugly.
"No... don't talk nonsense..."
"I'm not making this up! A beauty like you... it's such a waste to sell matches. Your oral sex skills are amazing, and your pussy is so tight. How about becoming a prostitute? You love money so much anyway, I can introduce people to take care of you often, I guarantee your business will be booming!"
"No... don't say anymore..." Tears streamed down Zhizhi's face as she whimpered softly, her pointed ears trembling.
"Fine, I won't say it... Hey, can you shake your little butt a bit..." I said, reaching out to rub Zhizhi's hemispherical breasts. They felt nice and firm; with enough nutrition, they could probably develop quite a bit.
"It... it hurts too much... I can't take it..."
"Wriggle your ass!"
"Ah..."
With a low shout, I slapped Zhizhi's lovely, snow-white breasts. Because of the pain in her breasts, Zhizhi could only start rocking her mature, fleshy body back and forth. This allowed my penis to penetrate even deeper.
"Oh...so good...twist again! Faster!"
Ignoring Zhizhi's pain, I slapped her snow-white breasts and roughly rubbed them.
"Ah...ya..." Zhizhi couldn't help but cry out in pain as her breasts were slapped. But this had no effect on me, who was already immersed in pleasure, so she could only desperately shake her snowy buttocks back and forth. As the penetration went deeper and deeper, Zhizhi's wet, lewd hole seemed to want to swallow the penis inside completely. Not only that, her slender waist also moved like a seductive vixen dancing a lewd dance.
"Shake your butt! Shake your butt!"
I was getting more and more excited and couldn't help but urge her again and again.
"Yes, yes...ah...don't cry...I'll shake my butt...I, I don't want anyone to see..." Zhizhi pleaded as she swayed her firm little buttocks.
"Does a girl who sells herself to money have the right to ask for more! Shake harder! Faster!" I couldn't stop and slapped her breasts desperately.
"Spare me... ah..."
Amidst Zhizhi's increasingly pitiful cries, the cruel me continued to mercilessly slap her round, firm breasts, leaving bright red handprints on her smooth, white skin.
"Stop hitting me..." The elven girl's tender breasts gradually turned a persimmon red, the same color as her nipples. Meanwhile, the enormous penis, violently thrusting inside her vagina, bulged with veins, its shaft stained with copious amounts of virgin blood. "Excellent... Brother's
matchstick, nourished by such virgin blood, will surely become even bigger and harder... Hahaha..."
"No... ah... I can't take it anymore... ah... It hurts, don't go any further... ah... It's piercing my uterus... ah!"
Under the brutal humiliation, Zhizhi's mind became somewhat deranged; the intense physical and mental pain nearly made her faint. Just as my thick, hard penis continued to thrust in, Zhizhi's writhing buttocks suddenly stopped moving, and her whole body began to spasm.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ah..." Losing all self-control, Zhizhi cried out, the intense stimulation causing her eyes to roll back.
"Zhizhi... Ah..."
As my penis was rapidly squeezed, I also reached my climax. In that instant, I experienced an indescribable pleasure of humiliation and conquest. But it wasn't over yet. Just as my semen was about to gush out of my urethra, I abruptly pulled out my penis.
"Come on... brother is going to feed you nutritious hot milk... to spray it on a virgin's face... Oh..." Untying Zhizhi's bound wrists and setting her down, I laughed as I quickly moved my body, aiming the tip of my penis at the girl's pure face.
"No..."
Zhizhi cried out, but it was too late. My penis, stained with the blood of her virginity, finally ejaculated a powerful stream of fluid under the man's continued rubbing.
"Squeak... Sizzle..." The amount of semen that shot out surprised even myself, and the unparalleled pleasure that soared to the heavens lasted for a long time.
"Oh...that felt so good..." Seeing my white semen spray onto Zhizhi's face, I felt an indescribable pleasure.
"Huff...huff..."
The storm subsided, and I, panting, finding no suitable target around, simply lifted Zhizhi's soft, long hair and wiped the fluid from my penis. After being assaulted by the torrent of semen, Zhizhi was like a broken puppet, her eyes vacant, sitting motionless on the ground.
After releasing myself, I remembered that although I could give her the gold coins, I had to retrieve the powder. I went inside to search, but as I approached the back door, I found a body lying on the threshold, seemingly unconscious.
"Go, lie here. You enjoyed the erotic scene enough, didn't you? Serves you right for fainting."
I used my foot to flip the body over; it was an old woman with white hair, her face ashen, barely breathing. It was a matter of life and death, and I paused for a moment. Then I noticed that all ten fingers on the old woman's hand were severed, and I wondered what kind of torture she had suffered.
(Cheating in a competition results in the amputation of fingers—Nalivia's laws are so strict! But I don't recall any such clause in the Imperial Public Law…)
I knew a little about first aid, but the medicine I used was in my gold coin purse. I hurriedly went into the house, found the medicine, and saw Zhizhi already collapsed on top of the old woman outside the door, crying loudly.
"Mom, Mom, wake up! I've got the money… We can turn our lives around, we don't have to be slaves anymore… Mom, open your eyes! Mom…"
As dawn broke, in a still dim corner of the slums, the girl's mournful wails echoed incessantly in the ears and hearts of the two people…
Chapter Four: When the
Elf is down on her luck, even drinking cold water can cause her to choke. I already knew this, but experiencing it in person still made me feel disgusted.
I am not a good person. Whether it was when I was a child, in school, and my classmates and I seduced that beautiful and alluring teacher's wife, and the goatee-bearded lecturer angrily berated me; or years later, gazing at the distant mountains and reflecting on the first half of
my life, I have repeatedly acknowledged this fact. This isn't the first time I've raped a woman, nor will it be the last. However, I always take extra care not to kill anyone. This isn't to boast that I still have some humanity, but I always believe that the women I want to rape must be exceptional beauties. If I kill them easily, I'll have nothing left to play with. Therefore, I'm always very careful in this regard.
However, I never expected things to turn out like tonight. While I was enjoying myself with Zhizhi, her frail mother was awakened by the noise in her room. She struggled to sit up and went to check, only to see her daughter bound and raped in a pitiful state at the back door. The old woman seemed to be in poor health; the shock was too much for her, and she vomited blood and fainted at the door.
No wonder Zhizhi desperately tried to suppress her cries when she was being violated; besides fearing others would hear, she was even more afraid that her frail mother inside the house would hear. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Looking at Zhizhi, who was nearly fainting from crying, I felt too embarrassed to tell her, "Your mother must have been coughing up blood while watching me fuck you until you bled, collapsing in despair and grief."
I quickly prepared some emergency medicine to keep her alive and told Zhizhi to go find a doctor. In the chaos, she seemed to forget to hate me, the villain who had taken her virginity, and cried that a doctor would definitely not come.
I knew a little about why doctors wouldn't come. Leaving aside the quack doctors in the slums, ordinary doctors usually didn't want to come to places like this. From what she said, it seemed that she and her mother were slaves. According to the public laws recognized by the continental countries, the right to life of slaves was not guaranteed; once they died, they were simply thrown into a ditch. What use was a doctor?
"There's nothing I can do. Tell me where the doctor is, and I'll go find him!"
"Huh?" Zhizhi stopped crying, her pretty face, already blurry with tears, looked at me, a hint of gratitude in her eyes.
There was nothing I could do; since I'd already done a good deed, I might as well do one more. I asked her for the doctor's address, took out gold coins from my purse, and hurried out.
Sure enough, because of the scandal from years ago, the doctor was unwilling to treat the mother and daughter who had shamed Nalivia. I flashed the gold coins, even the poisoned dagger, almost pulling out my Grand Master of the Knights medal, before finally forcing him to reluctantly come with me.
To be honest, coughing up so much blood from such a stimulus must mean she has tuberculosis or something similar, and it must be quite serious. My first aid could only barely keep her alive for now; it wouldn't help much. I doubt she'd even be able to drag the doctor back before that old woman...
wait, Zhizhi calls that old woman "mother," but according to the records, Zhizhi's mother is only in her early thirties at most, a beautiful woman. How could she have become such an old woman? Hmm, besides her serious illness, there are faint signs of excessive indulgence in sex. If sex is too frequent and one doesn't know how to take care of their body, they will indeed age prematurely. It's hard to believe that this old woman with wrinkled skin and white hair was once a womanizer. I couldn't come to a conclusion, and when we finally arrived back, before we even entered the door, I already knew something was wrong.
"Mom, Mom, wake up... Don't leave me alone... Mom, Mom~~~"
Pushing open the dilapidated door, the scene before me could be summed up in "crying over a corpse." The girl's slender and petite body appeared even more frail, and her helpless sobs echoed in my ears, slowly settling in my heart.
That damned doctor wouldn't even bother to come closer to look at me. He patted my shoulder, sighed, and left. What's worse, shortly after he left, I suddenly realized that the beast had taken one of my gold coins...
This patient was indeed dead, but as far as I know, in medical terms, there's a gap between being dead and death. From a magical perspective, there are many ways to bring a patient who hasn't even been dead for half a quarter of an hour back to life.
Among the five major magical schools—white, black, red, cyan, and blue—water magic, represented by blue, and fire magic, represented by red, lack the ability to heal the wounded. However, the other three schools all possess related incantations. Exceptional light magic priests like Tianhe Xueqiong possess many powerful blessing and healing spells capable of repairing damaged bodies and regenerating life.
In the southern barbarian regions, the summoning magic that worships the earth and nature is said to possess many incredible magical beasts that can infuse the vast life force of the forest into the wounded, restoring vitality.
As for dark magic, which deals with the dead and the undead, it is the only school capable of exchanging life force; the Blood Nightmare Archmage of Ishtar was a prime example. Whether the patient is dead or not is not the point; even if they are dead, their soul can be extracted using soul-resurrection magic and refined into zombies or undead warriors—however… this somewhat contradicts the original intention of healing the patient.
It's frustrating. Although I've learned these skills, in reality, I'm just a weak magician, not belonging to one of the five major magic systems—a sorcerer specializing in erotic arts. Facing a corpse, especially an old woman's corpse, there's absolutely no way I can apply my knowledge. As a result, I could only stand at the door, watching the girl tightly embrace her mother's gradually cooling body, weeping bitterly in the morning light until she collapsed from exhaustion. I
hadn't touched a woman for days, and after just one time, this kind of bad luck happened. It's incredibly unlucky; I need to quickly take a pomelo leaf bath to get rid of the bad luck… But why am I doing this instead of taking a pomelo leaf bath?
Perhaps because the shock of losing her mother was too great, the girl was temporarily incapacitated. For three days in a row, she woke up crying, cried until she was exhausted and then slept, or simply stared blankly, huddled in a corner of the room. Soon after, as I got to know this elven girl better, I realized she was an extremely strong woman. But at that moment, I was genuinely worried she might cry herself blind.
Whether it was because this place was special, or because the people of Nalivia didn't value sentimentality, after this family's funeral, not a single neighbor or friend came to offer their concern. A few debt collectors did come, but I paid them off and sent them away.
After that, I handled all the funeral arrangements myself. If I hadn't had money, these things would have been very difficult to manage, because every merchant refused after hearing the family's name, until I offered double the price, at which point they reluctantly agreed.
"Who are you and why are you meddling in their affairs?" Almost everyone asked me the same question. In fact, I myself was eager to know the answer. To put it politely, I was the man who forcibly took Zhizhi Lonnia's virginity; to put it more bluntly, I was a paid customer.
Hey! A client actually helped a prostitute's mother with her funeral? Never heard of that before,
right? What am I even doing here? Even if my perverted father caught a cold, I wouldn't necessarily be this filial. So why am I bothering with this trivial matter that has nothing to do with me? I can't answer that. I just feel I can't just abandon it like this.
I've never had a mother since I was little. I heard she passed away shortly after I was born. No one else ever saw her. When I asked my perverted father, who sits at his desk all day, he just gave me some arrogant nonsense and never told me anything. So to this day, I don't even know my mother's name. Perhaps that's why, when I saw Zhizhi grieving the loss of her mother, I felt I couldn't just stand by and do nothing!
Anyway, I'm just finding a place to lay low and do something unrelated. It'll just be a way to pass the time!
Nalivia has excellent land and water transportation, and intelligence travels quickly. Staying here for a few days, I've heard even more interesting news than in the capital.
Due to the devastating defeat in the last battle, Solancia's 300,000 elite troops were wiped out, their chief general Job was beheaded, and even the Undying Fortress was handed over intact to the enemy. This severely weakened their nation, prompting our military to stir with ambition. We dispatched envoys to the Plantagenet Federation, hoping to join forces with them to attack Solancia and wipe out this hateful nemesis in one fell swoop.
How the war will unfold is naturally beyond the prediction of an outsider like myself, who has only managed to get by through cunning and luck. However, according to my perverted father's teachings, a plan that should be kept highly confidential has become the talk of the town even among Nalivia's housewife, which is not a good sign! I wonder if the military is getting carried away, or if some conspiracy is involved.
Besides this news, the naval battle is also noteworthy. The "Black Dragon Society," the organization that currently controls the entire ocean, is engaged in fierce fighting with the resistance forces.
The Black Dragon Society originated as a grand alliance of numerous coastal city chambers of commerce and gangs. As their power grew, they expanded outwards, conquering various islands and destroying the Jin Dynasty, which had previously ruled several large islands. They became a dominant force at sea, a political entity capable of rivaling the powers of various nations. Under previous leaders, the alliance maintained a relatively moderate approach, but under the current chairman, Kurosawa Kazuo, it became militaristic and extremely brutal, adding bloodshed to the southeastern seas.
"Black Dragon King" Kurosawa Kazuo is a peerless genius in the world. He possesses astonishing skill in black magic, his sorcery mysterious and unpredictable, rumored to have the ability to steal the sky and change the sun. On the other hand, his martial arts are among the five strongest in the world. Since mastering his divine skills, he tore the then-renowned "Sword God" Inukai Mukichi, known as the number one ninja of Japan, into four pieces in just ten moves, and has been invincible ever since. It's safe to say that few would object to considering him the strongest of the five.
Such a powerful and influential figure has a formidable nemesis: my Dragon Girl sister, Li Huamei, who is also one of the five strongest individuals. She has united the various indigenous peoples of the ocean and has been raising the banner of rebellion against the Black Dragon Society in various places for many years. Even though the Confederate Army has racked its brains to eliminate the rebels, it has been unable to achieve complete success due to its overwhelming advantage. This is all thanks to my Dragon Girl sister's exceptional skills.
News has just arrived that the rebel fleet launched a surprise attack and won a resounding victory, liberating the largest slave camp in the area and seizing a large amount of supplies. Although the Confederate army mobilized a large force to encircle and capture them, the rebels had already retreated, swift as the wind, leaving the Confederate army only able to watch helplessly. This is a major victory for the rebel forces, the first in nearly ten years. The fleet was commanded by "Xia Hua Tian Nu" Li Hua Mei. I was truly comforted to hear that my sister, the Dragon Girl, had used my gold coins to achieve such a great victory.
As for myself, having been missing for some time, the public has been unable to obtain any news of me, and some have begun to speculate whether I have committed suicide out of shame and indignation—utter nonsense.
The funeral was not extravagant; in fact, it could be considered simple. A fire was all that was needed to end everything, because no clergy member was willing to bless a slave, and according to imperial law, slaves cannot be buried in cemeteries. I don't know how elves conduct funerals. In fact, Zhi Zhi's mother was human, and her elven blood should have come from her father's side. As for why the two of them ended up relying on each other, that's beyond the knowledge of a john like me.
The already humble and shabby little house now exuded an even more desolate and sorrowful atmosphere. Returning inside, I looked at the simple furnishings and sighed.
Many of the wooden utensils here weren't bought in the market; they were salvaged from junkyards and carved by the craftsmen themselves. The sphinx on the chair back, though crouched in a corner, seemed poised to leap and pounce on its enemy at any moment. The
double-headed dragon embroidery on the cushions was also exquisite. Despite its tattered state and faded appearance, one could still feel the dragon's fire-breathing, lightning-wielding, and domineering aura, its domineering presence sweeping over everything below. I've seen the embroidery on emperors' robes before, but frankly, it pales in comparison.
These things must be the work of Zhizhi and her mother. With such skill, why did they cheat in the first place? It's such a pity they've ended up in this state.
Back in the capital, I once heard a famous craftsman from Nalivia give a speech. He said that as long as one is skillful and meticulous, one can become an excellent craftsman. However, to transcend the status of a mere craftsman and become a master craftsman is not something everyone can do; two conditions are required.
First, one must have a pair of exceptionally skillful hands, unlike the spiritual power cultivated by mages, but something innate. Works created in this way radiate an indescribable vitality. Second, one must have a very strong ambition. This is difficult to explain, but it certainly involves a strong desire to make the work perfect, which brings the work to life. Those who possess both of these conditions are blessed by heaven and become great craftsmen with divine hands. "
A trade is like a mountain," and I don't really understand these sayings, but these works in the room certainly give me a different feeling. It's such a waste that this elven girl grew up in this environment. Just like her outstanding beauty, if she had been better nurtured, her beauty and talent could have shone even brighter. Especially her magical oral sex skills—it would be such a pity not to cultivate them properly.
I didn't see anyone in the house, so I went to the inner room. As soon as I opened the door, I saw two little feet dangling in mid-air… Good heavens! The beautiful elven girl had hanged herself! Honestly, if she wanted to commit suicide, couldn't she have used a more creative method? As an elf, she actually tried to hang herself like a human. At least she should have committed seppuku or drunk poison… Uh… But we're dirt poor here; I can't find a knife, and I don't have the money to buy poison.
No, this isn't the time to think about these things. Seeing that she seemed to still be breathing, I quickly picked her up. Sure enough, as soon as I lowered her from the rope, Zhizhi woke up with a start, crying and screaming, struggling to hang herself back up.
"Let me go! Let me die... Let me die! I want to go with my mother..."
"Are you crazy?! Your mother is already in the urn by your bedside. If you want to see your mother, you can see her here. Why do
you want to commit suicide?" "Leave me alone! Let me go... Waaah... My mother is gone, I have nothing left, I... What's the point of me living alone?"
Her mind was in turmoil, and the girl's struggle could only be described as terrifying. Despite her slender and small appearance, she was like a wildcat that had gone mad. Her nails lashed out wildly, leaving countless bloody marks on my hands in her haste. When she went berserk, it was truly terrifying. Besides trying to break free from my embrace, she kept looking for opportunities to crash into sharp objects. It might sound ridiculous, but her actions really made me break out in a cold sweat.
“Didn’t you only want money? Now you have it, you can escape your slave status. You’re beautiful, skilled, and have a wonderful life. Why are you in such a hurry to die?”
My persuasion was obviously ineffective, because Zhizhi was still struggling and writhing, no longer able to form sentences, just crying out, “Mommy’s dead, Mommy’s dead,” her sorrowful appearance was truly heartbreaking for onlookers. It was
really troubling. If it were my perverted father who died, I certainly wouldn’t be so heartbroken. Why is there such a big difference between us, who are both children?
Since her mother’s death, Zhizhi had been in a daze and hadn’t bothered to groom herself. She was only wearing the coarse cloth robe she had hastily put on that day. At this moment, the two of them were embracing each other, struggling violently. The robe was unknowingly lifted up, reaching past her waist, revealing her smooth and rounded young body. Her pair of fair buttocks, like the delicious flesh of a peeled pear, were naked in front of me.
(So beautiful...)
Knowing I shouldn't, I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. Since I couldn't reason with Zhizhi, a sudden idea flashed into my mind—a solution to the current predicament.
Following the same method, while Zhizhi was disoriented from crying, I grabbed her wrists and lifted them up, using the strip of cloth she had just used to hang herself to bind them, suspending her body in a "V" shape.
The sudden movement startled Zhizhi, her eyes widening in disbelief. Although she had a vague idea, she still couldn't believe it as I tore open her robe, parted her pink legs, cupped her round, snowy buttocks with my hands, and thrust my penis into her opening...
"Ah...! In...here..."
The tension and the evening breeze made Zhizhi's delicate vulva dry, but I forced my penis inside.
Since I wouldn't listen anyway, I might as well not bother. I'll do my thing, you cry your heart out, it's none of my business. Anyway, you'll hear crying during rape, I don't believe you'll be able to cry after all that pleasure.
"You bad man...you, you raped me again...ouch!" With a mix of surprise and resentment, the girl cried out in pain. And I slowly, bit by bit, inserted my hard penis into Zhizhi's dry, tender hole.
Hey! The head of my penis is finally inside!
"It hurts...oh...ah!ah!ah...you...no...don't..." In pain, Zhizhi's arms convulsed, tearing the strips of cloth above her with a hissing sound, and her thighs, which I had spread open, trembled incessantly.
"It's okay, this isn't your first time. This time it'll be much more comfortable."
"But...it hurts so much...it feels like it's about to...tear open...please stop...!"
I said to Zhizhi, who was crying and pleading, "Didn't you want to die? Now I'll recommend the best way to die. I'll start fucking you in a bit, and at the moment of orgasm, I'll strangle you with that strip of cloth. That way you'll feel so good you'll go to heaven, thank me !"
After saying that, I thrust in all the way without holding back... "Ugh...ahh ...

However, the elven girl's desolate beauty, her stubborn yet sorrowful expression, was extremely captivating. Coupled with the intense pleasure of the friction between our vaginal muscles, I almost immediately felt the urge to ejaculate. I slowed my movements and gently pushed and swayed Zhizhi's snowy buttocks, like rocking a swing, thrusting back and forth.
"Ugh...it...hurts...!" Zhizhi's face turned pale with pain as she desperately pushed me away. Each time the fabric above her swayed, her cold little bottom would touch my hot waist.
"Zhizhi, how does it feel now? Do you still want to die?" I slowly, slowly rocked her, and slowly, slowly asked Zhizhi.
"It...it hurts...ah..." Zhizhi's pointed ears trembled with pain, and her pretty face contorted as she slowly, slowly answered me.
"If there's no lubrication, everyone will feel pain at first, but once you get lubrication, you'll gradually feel pleasure." As I spoke, I began to thrust forcefully!
"Ugh! Waaah...!" Zhizhi's whole body felt as if it were being torn apart.
For her, still reeling from the devastating loss of her mother, the shock of being raped again was immense. She turned her head away, tears streaming down her face.
The method had worked; at least Zhizhi had stopped crying and screaming. I simply ripped off her robe and kissed her delicate, flower-like breasts.
"No, no! Mom will see... Why... in... this place..."
Thinking that this was originally her mother's bedroom, and that her mother's urn was even placed by the bedside, Zhizhi desperately tried to cover herself, but her arms were suspended above her, and I held her tightly around the waist and buttocks, rendering her helpless. Overwhelmed by shame and pain, the girl's eyes welled up with tears again.
“Zhizhi, you don’t want your mother to be bound to this world and unable to go to paradise, do you? Let your mother know that her daughter is already a little woman who can take care of herself, so that she can leave in peace. I chose to make love to you here so that you can prove to your
mother that you are an adult.” “Ah! Mother, Mother…” Hearing my words, Zhizhi’s eyes became unpredictable and dazed.
As I
spoke, I thrust into her with all my might. In the bedroom that once belonged to her mother, the sound of her daughter’s miserable sobs echoed. “Mother, you…you can go in peace!
Your daughter…can take care of herself now, Mother, ahh ...
I lowered my head to examine the girl's wet vulva. Her engorged clitoris, a vibrant pink, was exposed to my view, and clear, sticky fluid dripped continuously from its crevice.
Grasping my stiff shaft, I pushed it repeatedly into her soft labia, twisting my hips back and forth to ensure it slid smoothly all the way in!
"Mmm...mmm...ah...so...so good..."
Zhizhi's seductive moans were accompanied by a constant flow of love juice from her cleft, producing soft, lewd sounds. I began to violently thrust my hips.
"Ahhh! Haaaaah...Mmm! Zhizhi, you're amazing, I can't take it anymore!"
With the girl's low moans, her buttocks swayed alluringly from side to side. Hot, sticky fluid filled her entire vulva, and my shaft was enveloped within countless labia.
"Ugh! I'm about to cum! Zhizhi, say goodbye to your mother!"
"Ugh! Mom, Mom! Goodbye!" As if listening to a prayer, I smiled bitterly as I pleaded, thrusting my hips forward.
"Ah! Ugh! So good! So good!"
Our movements made our bodies hotter and hotter, like a lump of lust intertwined. I realized I was about to explode!
"Oh! I can't... take it anymore...!" I bent over, delivering the final blow to the distorted Zhizhi, my penis reaching its deepest point before ejaculating the hottest semen!
Once again, the passion subsided. I untied Zhizhi and laid her horizontally on the broken wooden bed, letting the evening sun gently drape a golden blanket over the girl's tender skin.
Without saying anything more, I simply lay beside the girl, caressing her beautifully curved, artistically beautiful naked body. Her long, orange hair, damp with sweat from the intense intercourse, exuded a rich, feminine fragrance. Her beautifully arched back and slender waist were captivating. Finally, I placed my hand on her round, snowy buttocks, gently patting them, watching her firm, fleshy bottom jiggle with elasticity.
During this, the girl's sobs gradually subsided. Finally, she wiped her face, removing the last tear, and turned to meet my eyes.
Zhizhi must have been confused too! Her gaze, fixed on me, held a complex mix of emotions, the majority of which was pain. In a sense, I was not only the man who took her virginity, but also the murderer of her mother. However, in this matter, her guilt far outweighed her hatred, so even though she considered suicide, she didn't intend to kill me for revenge.
After a long pause, Zhizhi asked in a low voice, "Are you... a good person or a bad person?" This was probably the most perplexing question she had ever faced, a simple question that was also difficult for me to answer directly.
"Half of you is human, isn't it?" I said. "To you, are humans good or bad?"
Clearly not expecting my answer, the girl fell silent for a moment. I then took my left hand, which had been resting on her slender waist, and moved it to her proud, erect breast, gently kneading it. Instantly, a look of shock and surprise flashed in the girl's eyes.
"As for me, I don't care whether I'm a good person or a bad person. I just follow my own thoughts and do what I want to do," I said. "I saved you because I felt it was too unworthy for you to die like this; I slept with you simply because I wanted you."
"So you raped me?" The girl's voice clearly contained reproach, but no anger.
“Yes!” I said without hesitation, “If raping you is the best way to get you, then I will do it without hesitation. That’s what I do.”
“What…you’re such a person,”
Zhizhi turned her head away, not asking anything more. It didn’t mean she forgave me, but it was a temporary reconciliation. To her, I might be an incomprehensible existence.
After that, the girl began to tell me about her life. This situation seemed a bit strange, but for her, the person who could listen to her heart was no longer in this world. Now, the only one sleeping beside her was this stranger whose name she didn’t even know.
“Sixteen years ago, my mother was the best craftsman in Nalivia. Not only was she a weaver, but she was also proficient in casting, a craft that only men could learn in the past. And she did it better than men. You know, my mother was really amazing…”
Zhizhi talked about many of the crafts her mother had taught her, mostly childhood memories. At that time, her mother’s health was not so bad, and she managed to leave her daughter with warm memories amidst a series of hardships.
As Zhizhi recounted these past events, her expression was one of happiness; however, this fleeting happiness was short-lived.
"That's what everyone outside tells you, isn't it? My mother cheated during the craftsman's exam, so she was expelled from the technical academy and became a disgrace to this city." Zhizhi pursed her lips, speaking with resentment, her eyes flashing with a deep hatred far greater than when she faced me.
"Hmm, isn't that how it is?"
"No, my mother... my mother was framed!"
With a choked voice, the girl recounted events from sixteen years ago. If everything was true, it was a grave injustice done to Nalivia.
For this beautiful student, so highly anticipated and seemingly destined to become a star craftswoman, the male teachers and classmates around her harbored a deep-seated resentment, unwilling to break with long-standing tradition and allow a lowly female to defile the sacred realm of craftsmanship. This dark sentiment accumulated, gradually intensifying as she advanced through the competition, finally erupting on the eve of the finals.
Under the violent onslaught of numerous male competitors, that night unfolded as a humiliating feast of human ugliness, selfishness, and rampant lust. Although somewhat bewildered—had I attended such feasts before?—we certainly hadn't gone to such extremes.
Under violence and coercion, catching her red-handed was easy, and the all-male judging panel and jury would naturally deliver a one-sided verdict. However, the real disaster began only after she was expelled from the academy. Zhizhi's mother was not only expelled but also deprived of any chance to rise again. The technical academy cut off all ten of her fingers, claiming it was punishment for cheating. Then, in Nalivia's court, she was stripped of her citizenship by the jury and, after being branded, became a slave.
According to continental law, slaves had no rights protections; killing them was not a crime, and the children of slaves inherited their parents' class, being slaves from birth. This verdict was naturally due to her extraordinary beauty. Her entire life was ruined, and she was taken in as the plaything of a high-ranking official, living a miserable and hopeless life.
“My mother conceived me during that time, and my father… must have been an elf!” Zhizhi stroked her long, pointed ears, saying self-deprecatingly, “Everyone says I have elven blood, that I’m a beautiful mixed-race child, but I don’t even know who my father is. My mother says she doesn’t know either. I’m just a bastard born from the mating of a slave.”
Years later, that high-ranking official was involved in a corruption case, lost power, and was arrested. His entire family, including his servants and himself, were either killed or demoted to household slaves of meritorious military officers. Zhizhi and her mother’s slave contract was thus transferred to another powerful figure, who, according to her, was a local gang leader.
Because of the torment she had endured over the years, Zhizhi’s mother was almost unrecognizable, completely losing her former beauty, so the master didn’t pay any attention and released them both. This was a system for dealing with slaves on the continent; when there were too many slaves to manage, they could be given freedom of movement, as long as they paid taxes regularly each month.
To protect her ailing mother, Zhizhi had worked hard to earn money since she was very young. Besides paying monthly taxes, she hoped to buy her freedom and escape slavery with her mother.
"Although my mother didn't teach me anything, I've taught myself many skills, hoping one day to clear my mother's name in the competition and get justice for us," Zhizhi whispered. "Slaves aren't allowed to participate in competitions. I've been trying to raise money to buy my freedom, but my mother's health has been deteriorating these past few years, and I don't have much time left. That's why I'm so anxious for money, hoping to participate in the competition in a month... I finally managed to raise the money, but... what use is this money to my mother?" I
understood the whole situation, but I was neither a judge nor a judicial officer, so telling me these things was pointless. Instead, looking at Zhizhi's small breasts, rising and falling with her breath, casting a beautiful allure, my desire burned fiercely, and I longed to hold her and make love again.
"Sir... are you a nobleman?" After what seemed like a long time, Zhizhi looked at me and asked softly.
"Why do you ask that?"
"You have gold coins on you, and so much of them..." Zhizhi said, "Commoners who don't belong to the technical academy need a recommendation letter from a nobleman to participate in the competition. My current master will never let me participate in the competition. I...I..."
Seeing her stammering and unable to speak, I roughly knew what she was going to say. I wasn't in a hurry, but just gently played with her plump and lovely pink breasts, waiting for her to speak.
"You need to think carefully. You don't even know who I am, and making a deal with me will come at a great cost. Have you thought all this through?"
My current behavior is, of course, taking advantage of her vulnerability. However, even though I know she has no choice, I still hope to give her a chance to choose. This is actually a meaningless act, and a kind of hypocrisy.
“I…I have no other way. This so-called life never belonged to me in the first place; it was only decided by that contract. Now it’s just a matter of changing masters. As long as I can wash away my mother’s stigma, I can endure anything.”
Zhizhi said, looking me in the eye. She didn’t shy away from my hand groping her chest; instead, as if to prove her worth, she offered her breasts to my palm.
“I believe I am attractive to you, so…so, please buy my life!”
She was the one making the plea, but I felt oppressed and suffocated by her aura. Fortunately, I was in a position to have the upper hand.
"Understood, I will buy you. I will make you a free citizen, let you participate in the competition, and take responsibility for washing away the shame of you and your mother. In return for these three things, your future life will be at my mercy. Is that acceptable?"
"Yes!"
"Then, swear before your mother's ashes by your bedside that if you do not keep the contract, your mother's soul will suffer torture in hell forever."
It was a vicious request, but after I freed her, she would no longer be a slave, and the contract between us would have no basis. If she didn't make this vow, we would be completely unprotected. If she remembered the hatred of losing her mother... I didn't want to raise a tiger to threaten me.
Of course, it wasn't just a simple vow. I'm a bad person who keeps his word, but I have many untrustworthy friends who swear to eat raw vegetables. I learned my lesson long ago. When she heard me chant the name of the "Pherexian Demon God" and make the magical vow, Zhizhi's eyes widened in surprise at my ability, and she also understood my seriousness.
"I, Zhizhi Lonia, swear by my mother's soul that if I break this promise, may my mother's soul and mine be tortured in the depths of hell."
With tears blurring her vision, the girl spoke this vicious oath in a trembling voice. And when she raised her hand and touched mine to seal the oath, our lives became inextricably linked, sharing both fortune and misfortune.

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