【The Black Emperor's Hunt for Women】Volumes 1-5 Author: Sea Golden Turtle

【The Black Emperor's Hunt for Women】
Author: Hai Shang Jin Ao
Publisher: Xianchuang Culture

【The Black Emperor's Hunt for Women】Chapter 1: The Trade of Flesh

Synopsis:

Joseph, who was kidnapped as a child to become a child assassin, was fortunate enough to become
the adopted son of Baker and Jessica at the age of ten. He also deeply loved his adoptive mother, Jessica. However, at the age of eighteen
, his greed for money not only plunged him into a dangerous storm but also caused the Bakers to
be misunderstood by Fabian, the leader of the Silver Wolf Gang. In this series of events, the most crucial witness is Princess Anne of the Kalahari Kingdom.
But can she, now a slave in Carthage, truly bring Joseph a glimmer of hope for his life?

Excerpt:

Joseph leaped forward, using his masterful thief's arm to grab a soldier by the neck, elbowing him
in the abdomen . Just as the soldier was about to cry out in pain, Joseph snapped his neck in one swift motion and snatched the knife from his hand
. Facing the four men who were closing in, Joseph gripped his military knife with the fingers of his "Thief's Arm," then aimed
a punch at a soldier's neck. The sudden attack caught the soldier off guard, and another soldier died instantly. The remaining
enemies attacked Joseph from three sides. Joseph dodged left and right, relying on
the advantage of his "Thief's Arm"—twice the length of a human's and capable of both extension and retraction—to hold his own against three opponents.

Chapter One: A Nightmare of Longing for Mother

It was a dream she had every night…

In the vast mourning hall, only Jessica was alone. In the center of the hall was her husband
Baker 's coffin, surrounded by wreaths, the atmosphere solemn and desolate. Jessica, in mourning, wore a completely black

hat, veil, knee-length skirt, gloves, and socks, except for the white handkerchief she used to wipe her tears. 　　"Baker, why did you leave me…" Tears streamed down Jessica's face, falling to the ground, her mind filled with happy memories of her husband. 　　Faced with this scene, Joseph stood there dumbfounded, bewildered. "When did this happen?" No matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember the cause and effect. 　　"Joseph Haber!" A clear female voice suddenly rang out beside Joseph. 　　Joseph looked around but couldn't find anyone. Then he looked down and saw his pet elf slave, Little Green, holding a small notebook and writing, flapping her wings and flying around on his chest. 　　"When did you turn into a little devil? You even got a black leather outfit to wear, and you have horns on your head and a tail on your back." Joseph grabbed Little Green and picked her up to examine her. 　　"Who's some kind of elf? I'm Death from Hell. Because of the urgency, I need to ." Little Green bit Joseph's finger hard, making him release her in pain. 　　"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not dead yet!" Joseph retorted. 　　"Hell doesn't make mistakes. Just answer me. Joseph Haber, human male, age eighteen." Little Green described. 　　"So what?" Joseph replied irritably. 　　"His distinctive features are blond hair and blue eyes, a strong and muscular physique, and a handsome appearance like a gigolo," Xiao Cui said with a wicked grin. 　　Looking at the miniature notebook in her hand, Xiao Cui continued, "But he only has the looks, no substance , what a pity!" 　　"What do you mean no substance! I'm not only highly skilled in martial arts, but I'm also the leader " Joseph corrected. 　　Xiao Cui looked at Joseph with suspicion and asked, "Really? But you're addicted to gambling and women , even causing trouble and getting into fights everywhere. This book even says that your behavior breaks your foster mother Jessica's heart!" 　　At this point, Joseph's heart suddenly ached. Looking at Jessica in front of him, he thought to himself , "For her, I've been heartbroken day and night!" 　　Although covered by black stockings, Jessica had incredibly alluring and fiery legs, a round, firm, and elastic bottom, a slender waist that could be easily encircled, and full, perky breasts. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow , contrasting sharply with the black mourning clothes she wore, making her even more stunning. 　　Jessica was six feet tall, with a well-proportioned and slender figure, with curves in all the right places. Compared to her gentle and graceful appearance, her fiery red, wild long hair revealed the strength and passion within her. 　　This beautiful, graceful widow was Joseph's adoptive . 　　From their first meeting, Joseph was initially captivated by Jessica's ethereal beauty, but gradually became mesmerized by her care and tenderness, until now he was a lovesick young man obsessed with this perfect wife. 　　"Simply put, he's a pervert with an Oedipus complex," Xiao Cui concluded. 　　Joseph retorted angrily, "What Oedipus complex pervert! Stop talking nonsense!" 　　"You died from excessive masturbation due to excessive longing for your adoptive mother. That's your cause of death, and your death date is tomorrow. You dare to say that as a pervert!" Xiao Cui sneered. 　　"What kind of tragic way to die is that!" Joseph refused to believe Xiao Cui's nonsense and slapped her away. 　　"I don't want to be in unrequited love forever! Now that Mr. Baker is dead, I can confess my love to Jessica." Joseph took several deep breaths, repeatedly telling himself to stay calm , and then slowly stepped towards Jessica. 　　Jessica noticed Joseph approaching and, standing silently, tears welling in her eyes, said, "Joseph, Baker is dead. What will I do now?" 　　"Don't be sad. I will take his place as your husband." Joseph grabbed Jessica's head and forcefully kissed her red lips. 　　Jessica was initially surprised and struggled, but gradually gave in. His kiss was fragrant and sweet; Joseph 's tongue boldly invaded her mouth, their tongues intertwining and teasing each other. 　　Still retaining a sliver of reason, Jessica resisted, saying, "No...no...Baker's body is , you can't do this to me..." 　　"Love doesn't care about age, partner, or time. Don't you love me?" Joseph asked .

Jessica, tears streaming down her face
, 　　said, "How could I not love you? I've secretly fallen in love with you for a long time , but who told me to fall in love with Baker first?" She then turned her back to Joseph, leaning against the coffin.

"But he's dead now, and you're free!" Joseph grabbed Jessica's
shoulders , turning her to face him, and without a word, pushed her down onto the coffin, then climbed
on top of her, pinning her beneath him.

"No! Not here!" Jessica cried out.

"So, we can just go somewhere else?" Joseph asked mischievously.

"That's not what I meant," Jessica said, her face flushed.

Joseph wildly tore open Jessica's mourning clothes, kissing the smooth skin he had longed for.
Before the peaks and valleys, the deep, sensual cleavage, the breasts like snow-capped peaks, like
two plum blossoms on a lovely maiden's ridge. Joseph's blood boiled, especially
after , her fiery red hair cascading messily over her shoulders, making her even more radiant.

Jessica let out a passionate moan: "Ah...no...here...ah...I'm
such a slut...Baker, I'm so sorry!" Large
tears rolled down her beautiful eyes, slowly flowing down her pale face.

Hearing this, Joseph's jealousy surged. He opened his mouth and bit Jessica's nipple, causing her
to shudder , instantly enveloped in a current of pleasure from which she couldn't escape.
"No...ah...oh..." The primal intercourse between man and woman continued in the mourning hall.
Jessica weak moans grew more feeble with each resistance, while Joseph, driven by bestial lust, attacked with ferocious force.

Just as Joseph was about to mount Jessica's body, a sudden pain shot through his head, and a roar echoed
in his ears : "Get up and make me breakfast!"

Joseph opened his eyes, but the lewd Jessica from his dream had vanished. He
thought , "Sigh... another dream, and I even had a wet dream." But such a wonderfully
erotic dream was hard not to be excited about.

However, after the release, Joseph inevitably felt guilty and lonely. He kept blaming himself, "I
actually dreamed that my virtuous, chaste, gentle, and beautiful foster mother was a wanton harlot
. I'm not human!"

But sighing was useless. In Joseph's messy and cramped bedroom,
his pet elf, Little Green, stood beside his pillow, flying around complaining about being hungry. Looking at the messy and dirty house,
Joseph couldn't help but miss the bedroom that Jessica used to keep neat and tidy for him.

"Ugh! I'll do it myself! What's the point of a slave having breakfast? I'll just give you feed." Xiao Cui immediately yelled angrily
at Joseph's spiteful words, showing no
self-awareness whatsoever.

Finally, Joseph couldn't take it anymore, grabbed Xiao Cui, threw her under his pillow to shut her up, and
his ears finally had some peace and quiet.

Joseph had moved away from Jessica and Baker's house four years ago. If they were still living there, Jessica would prepare breakfast
every morning before gently waking Joseph. If he wanted to stay in bed
, she would kiss his forehead to coax him out of bed. "Those were good times!" Joseph sighed

, looking at the dirty dishes and utensils left in the sink the night before . 　　Joseph complained, "Little Cui, when you have time, wash the dishes! What kind of vicious and lazy slave are you?" 　　Joseph couldn't stop thinking about his foster mother, Jessica. Every smile and gesture of hers haunted his dreams , but he couldn't stay in that home, because then he would always be Jessica's son. 　　"Is this because I think about it during the day and dream about it at night?" Joseph thought, changing his clothes as recalling the erotic dreams that kept recurring. He felt utterly terrible; to be with Jessica, he always wished for Baker to die quickly. 　　Baker was a kind and generous man to Joseph, but even sailing and riding horses have their dangers, let alone those in the underworld. 　　Perhaps one day, Mr. Baker's misfortune would become Joseph's good fortune, but even so, the virtuous Jessica couldn't possibly be as wanton as in those erotic dreams. It was more likely she would remain faithful to her husband for life and firmly reject any other man. 　　"Ah! We need to get to the Colosseum." Joseph said, looking at the hourglass. On the wall hung portraits of his foster mother, Jessica, and the currently most popular slave princess, Anne. 　　After leaving his residence, Joseph quickly arrived at the Colosseum by public carriage, where he met up with his subordinate and frenemy, the fallen priest Kahn, and the dwarf Hinrichs. 　　"What? Can't we go in yet?" Joseph asked, looking at the crowds lining both sides of the avenue, blocked by a human wall of soldiers. "　　Not yet." Hinrichs climbed onto Joseph's shoulder, gazing at the procession at the end of the avenue . 　　Kahn clasped his hands together in a prayerful gesture and said, "Have you forgotten that the consul election is coming soon ? The candidate—General Hannibal—is going to hold a victory parade." 　　The crowd quickly erupted in cheers, welcoming the Carthaginian army marching past with flowers and applause. Without their conquests, there would be no prosperous Carthage. Hannibal, who had just returned victorious, immediately used this momentum to announce his candidacy for consul. 　　Joseph had no . What interested him were the trophy carts interspersed among the various armies. While delicacies and exotic fruits were plentiful, what truly captivated him were the beautiful female slaves forced into elaborate costumes—from winged creatures to mermaids, rare dark elves, and the most common orc beauties. 　　"Here he comes!" With General Hannibal's entrance, the crowd's enthusiasm reached its peak. This handsome, godlike general in his early thirties, clad in golden armor and a string of victories, was practically every Carthaginian girl's dream lover; he was a living, breathing legend! 　　"A true man should be like this," Joseph exclaimed. 　　"Is the boss envious? But your ambition to emulate General Hannibal is a bit too much," a rider said.

"I'm not talking about Hannibal, " said Hinklish, perched on Joseph's shoulder.

Joseph replied irritably, "I'm not referring to Hannibal as a 'big man'! While he is indeed
a hero, the life of staying away from women, wine, and money on the battlefield,
fighting , isn't for me. That's too exhausting!"

Then, Joseph's gaze shifted to a parade float behind Hannibal, displaying Carthage's
top theater actress, Helena Bonham Carter; the wealthy businesswoman Jean-Henri Sullivan;
Catherine de' Medici, the youngest female senator and vice-president of the Senate; and Bodley, whom everyone in the underworld respected.

These were all stunningly beautiful women, each a beauty unmatched in her own
field. They were the ones who raised funds, recruited
soldiers all the necessary military provisions and transportation. This allowed Hannibal
to conquer without worry. Without them, there would have been no great victory for Hannibal!

These four women exemplify the saying "behind every successful man," but none of them are
Hannibal's wives, concubines, or mistresses. They are all women of Hannibal's mysterious patron.

This mysterious patron, who hasn't shown his face, is the man currently sitting in the dark carriage. Unlike Hannibal, he
doesn't fight and risk his life on the front lines; instead, he controls the Carthaginian
Empire from behind the scenes.

For Joseph Haber, a true man should be like this mysterious patron, possessing the best
women and wielding power and money. Even Hannibal, who commands an army of 100,000, cannot do without his
support. Without money and supplies for the best general, the general cannot fight.

Joseph Haber, admiringly watching the parade, is a
low- He spends his days idly, either picking up women on the street or
gambling and indulging in debauchery. Currently, there's no sign of a promising future for him;
the path to becoming a powerful patron is unimaginably far off.

If Joseph had anything slightly unusual about him, it was that in certain chaotic situations or
by sheer chance, his lecherous hands would never miss an opportunity to grope a beautiful woman.

Carthage, situated at the border of the continents of Wenda and Brasov, established its dominance over both continents through advanced magic,
a valiant army, and a massive fleet.

Captured on the battlefield and imported through the slave trade, over a million slaves provided
ample labor to construct various large-scale buildings, roads, and docks, maintaining the daily operation of society.
Merchant ships and warships constantly entering and leaving the port brought back abundant goods, spoils of war, and tribute, supporting
this metropolis whose lights shone like stars even at night.

As conquerors and victors, the citizens of Carthage, besides their
luxurious entertainment, naturally including casinos and brothels associated with sex and violence, the most popular
being the state-run arena.

The arena wasn't just filled with ferocious rare beasts; it also housed
captured captives and gladiators trained from volunteers.

Every Wednesday and Saturday of the week, the arena hosted combat matches. This
massive, circular marble building, taller than city walls, was always
packed with , the air thick with noise and commotion

before each match. Between matches were song and dance performances, and vendors selling beer and
sausages also secretly ran gambling operations for underworld gangs, competing with
state-run casinos.

Today's highlight was the victorious slave princess, Anne Hoffman, against the mysterious, newly
arrived gladiator, Black King Kong.

Princess Anne was the eldest princess of the Kalahari Kingdom, a small but ancient nation
with a rich history and cultural tradition. The beautiful young woman before tens of thousands of spectators
was truly a princess of the highest order.

A year ago, Princess Anne was a
noble . However, since the Kalahari Kingdom was destroyed by Carthage, the queen died in battle, the king was executed,
and Princess Anne and her sister, Roel, were captured and enslaved, they were sent to the Colosseum as slave warriors for
combat .

Before the combat began, Princess Anne, wearing a black evening gown that exposed her shoulders and arms,
was performing a song and dance in the center of the arena.

Her long, glossy brown hair, tied in a ponytail, swayed in the wind as she twirled,
her skin as white as jade, yet her beautiful face was expressionless, instead casting a cold and hostile
gaze upon the audience. The evening gown, partially revealing her breasts, made her exceptionally voluptuous, her deep cleavage arousing
the imagination, her slender waist so delicate, and her dance moves flawless, as ethereal as a celestial being
descended to earth.

Joseph Haber, chewing on a piece of dried meat and sipping his dark beer, said,
"If I were a gladiator, I could pin her to
the ground and enjoy the thrill of conquest." This spot was a coveted one that he, Kahn, and Hinrichs had fought tooth
and nail to secure.

At only eighteen years old, Joseph possessed a strong, muscular physique, shimmering blond hair, and
azure eyes, resembling a handsome young warrior statue from a temple transformed into a human.

"If you were to become a gladiator, you'd be
beaten . I suggest you go home and sleep in your own bed, indulging in your lewd fantasies." The
sweet voice, like a nightingale's song, belonged to Little Green, the tiny slave elf he kept on his shoulder, barely an inch tall
.

"You're such a bad teacher! You don't know how to respect your master at all!" Displeased
, Joseph grabbed Little Green from his shoulder and shoved her into his beer glass.

"Help! Murder..." Xiao Cui cried out, raising her hands from inside the glass.

"No violence!" Xiao Cui braced herself against the rim of the glass, stubbornly resisting Joseph's
fingers that tried to force her into the drink.

"Racism!" Xiao Cui was still shouting before she was submerged.

"You know how powerful that is now? Hahahaha..." Joseph laughed gleefully.

"Alright, stop bullying Xiao Cui." A gentle and familiar female voice
sounded behind Joseph, as she lightly tapped his head with her small fist.

"She started it by being disrespectful; what kind of slave talks to their master like that?" Joseph complained
, finally stopping his abuse of Xiao Cui.

The person who stopped Joseph was none other than Jessica Grace, whom he had been longing for . She was
the wife of Baker Grace, the leader of the Gray Wolf faction, one of the ten factions of the Silver Wolf Gang, and also Joseph's
foster mother who had cared for him from the age of ten to fourteen.

Born into a wealthy family, Jessica had bright red hair, a gentle and delicate appearance, and
a graceful figure.

Jessica, twenty-six years old, wore a light, pale yellow dress today. Contrary to her gentle
appearance , she was passionate in love
. Ten years ago, to marry her husband, a member of the underworld, she broke ties with her father, dedicated herself to martial arts training, and
joined the underworld. She fought alongside her husband, becoming a fearsome and valiant
swordswoman .

"Joseph, you're now a leader with a hundred men. You need to have some of
the authority and domineering presence of a gangster. How can you play like a little elf?" Jessica
gently scolded.

"Who said I'm a child? I'm taller than you now. I'm completely
different . I'm a real adult now. What Mr. Baker can do, I can do too!" Joseph
stood up defiantly, looking down at the slightly shorter Jessica.

"You really are a child, huh..." Jessica couldn't help but let out a silvery
laugh .

Faced with this harmless yet hurtful laughter, Joseph, who wanted to emphasize his adult status,
slumped back into his seat in dejection.

However, misfortune struck again when Little Elf splashed beer all over his face
, her eyebrows raised, and shouted, "You just called me a slave, didn't you? I'm not a slave!
It's you humans who kidnapped and imprisoned me! I'm a free little elf, all because of these hateful
chains !"

Joseph wore a ring on his finger, and Little Elf wore a necklace made of rings
. Joseph had linked the two rings together with an extremely thin iron chain, preventing Little Elf from escaping.

Although Little Elf tried to bite and pull, the chain remained unmoved. Joseph, no
longer in the mood to reprimand her, just kept sighing.

The Titan giant and fallen priest Cain, and the dwarf thief Hinrichs, two of Joseph's
cronies , sat side-by-side with him watching the fighting match.

"Give up, Joseph, you Oedipus complex." The fallen priest, Kahn, patted Joseph on the shoulder and
whispered.

Joseph could only sigh to himself. His unrequited love for Jessica was
an open secret, known only to Jessica herself. No matter how much he
matured, Jessica refused to acknowledge him and her husband, Baker, as equal adult men.

Liking someone is one thing, but winning their affection is another. Joseph
didn't believe he could steal his adoptive father's wife, but whether or not to continue liking Jessica
was a decision he could make.

Since he couldn't have Jessica, Joseph could only seek her likeness in other women
, at a lower level like street prostitutes and naive runaway girls.

At a higher level, there was Princess Anne dancing and singing in the arena; Joseph even had a painting of her

in his home . 　　Ordinary song and dance performances naturally couldn't hold the attention of tens of thousands of spectators for long. Princess Anne , while dancing, began to remove her black leather gloves and matching high heels, revealing her ten white, jade-like toes. She then proceeded to tear off her evening gown one by one, revealing more and more of her fair skin to the tens of thousands of spectators. The men in the audience immediately erupted in loud cheers and applause. 　　The expression on Princess Anne's face, a mixture of humiliation and resentment as she bit her lower lip, was truly mesmerizing. The princess, lightly cupping and kneading her ample breasts , performed a lewd and obscene dance, reaching under her torn skirt to close her eyes and masturbate in a suggestive manner. 　　Princess Anne, of superior birth and noble royal blood, already bore the heavy responsibility of the nation's fate . Even with swords drawn, she would never stoop to such a striptease-like act. However, for the Carthaginians, who revered strength, holding a large number of Kalahari slaves as hostages, any disobedience by Princess Anne would result in their execution. 　　Even if Princess Anne disregarded the lives of her people, the Carthaginians still had her own sister, Roel, in their grasp. The ten-year-old princess was now completely naked, trembling, her breasts and groin bound only with ribbons, imprisoned in an iron cage suspended high in the air. If Princess Anne disobeyed orders or lost in a duel, the Carthaginians would lower the cage into a well—not of water, but of thousands of lustful snakes, insatiable for women's bodies . 　　Joseph watched Princess Anne's striptease performance, his heart pounding . He was mesmerized by her beauty, imagining her moaning beneath him, her expressions and movements as she was conquered. 　　Just thinking about it, coupled with her watery eyes, made him hard . 　　"She never takes it all the way out, she really knows how to keep you on the edge of your seat," Joseph complained, his face full of disappointment . 　　"Yeah!" echoed the two, one tall and one short, Kahn and Hinrichs. 　　Princess Anne never completely undressed; her upper body was only clad in a blue, jewel-encrusted iron bra , more for decoration than practical use. Her snow-white back was dazzlingly bare, bound only by a rope for the armor. Her lower body was clad in a sheer, emerald-green skirt, and beneath it, a triangular chastity . 　　The key to the chastity belt was hung around the neck of her opponent, the gladiator, if Princess Anne lost.

Once captured, the gladiator could use a key to unlock the triangular chastity belt under her skirt and, in
full view of everyone, publicly rape her, taking the glory of losing her virginity.

"Jessica, which side are you betting on to win?" Joseph asked.

Jessica gently shook her head, looking at Princess Anne in the arena with pity, and said,
"I didn't bet. Although this is the inevitable result of defeat in war, as a woman myself, I
truly feel sorry for her."

Joseph said enthusiastically, "Then you should bet on Princess Anne to win with me. She
's won ten times in a row, and her eleventh opponent is a newcomer; she shouldn't be too strong."

"I advise you to cancel your bet now. In my estimation, she will definitely
lose ," Jessica said with a sigh and helplessness.

"I don't want to! She's the favorite. Even though the odds are low, I still borrowed
three thousand to bet on her winning. If she wins, three thousand gold coins will only pay out three thousand three hundred
gold coins. After deducting the two hundred gold coins in interest to the loan shark, I'll still have a hundred gold coins in
profit ."

Jessica's face changed, and she quickly grabbed Joseph's hand, saying, "Let's
cancel the bet right now, you idiot! How could you gamble with loan sharks? How can you
pay back three thousand gold coins? That's enough to buy a house."

"I'm not stupid! I took the risk after calculating. Princess Anne will definitely win this time
." Joseph refused to get up and left, holding Jessica's delicate hand tightly, enjoying
the feel of her smooth, slender hand.

"Oh no! The fight is about to start!" Jessica exclaimed in a panic. While the two were tugging at each other
, the gladiator challenging Princess Anne entered the arena,
and a series of cheers erupted from the stands. Now, it was too late to cancel the bets.

"Jessica, don't worry so much. This match is practically a sure thing
. The fight will officially begin after the lottery," Joseph said excitedly.

To increase audience participation, anyone willing to pay could support their
opponent from the sidelines of the arena by attacking them with darts, or throwing water bags, food, hemostatic herbs, and
bandages . There were also ten spots available through a lottery, giving even ordinary people
a chance to influence the outcome of the fight.

After the lottery began, Jessica calmed down and said sternly,
"Consider this a lesson learned if you lose. With interest,
Baker and I will cover the 3,200 gold coins for you, and you'll have to pay us back in installments. Who taught you to be so reckless and disregard
the consequences !"

"Jessica, why do you think I'll definitely lose? The duel isn't over yet! Besides, for
a man navigating the world, drinking, gambling, and womanizing are inevitable. I'm a man too, and I
do those things too," Joseph said confidently.

Jessica, her eyes welling with tears, said sadly, "You…you're only growing physically; you
're still a child who doesn't think things through. You've picked up all these bad habits just to pretend to be an adult.
I'm only doing this out of concern for you!"

"I'm not a child! Let's make a bet. If Annie wins, you have to kiss me; if she loses, I
'll stop drinking, gambling, and womanizing," Joseph said, looking directly into Jessica's sorrowful eyes.

"Then let's go big. You have to quit the underworld from now on." Jessica had always been against Joseph
joining the underworld, and now she was taking this opportunity to harden her heart and say this.

"Okay! But you have to kiss me on the lips, not just kiss my forehead and cheek!"
Joseph agreed loudly.

Jessica turned to Kahn and Hinrichs and said, "You two will be my witnesses."

The older and more experienced Kahn asked, "Mrs. Grace, do you have
some inside information that Annie is bound to lose?"

Jessica remained silent, her mind filled with unpleasant memories.

Joseph thought, "Could it be that Jessica really does have some inside information?" But before he could
think further, the master of ceremonies for the fight had already called out the winning numbers several times: "9527...
9527...9527..."

"Ah! That's my seat number." Joseph left Jessica and his two companions behind and
walked excitedly towards the center of the arena.

"Wait, don't go!" Jessica called out anxiously, chasing after Joseph.

Jessica was indeed familiar with the inner workings of the arena; in fact, she was
one of the people responsible for manipulating the game. That's why she had stopped Joseph earlier.

The outcome of the duels determined the millions in bets, so naturally, some people wanted to
manipulate the results.

Although even Jessica wasn't familiar with the entire plan, she could only follow orders
. Her job was to contact Helena, who was in charge of slave management and training,
and conduct insider transactions.

This morning, Jessica arrived to meet
Helena .

Helena was a beautiful seventeen-year-old girl with deep, dark eyes, two braids hanging
over her shoulders, an innocent expression, and bright, expressive eyes. Her appearance, expression, and
hairstyle perfectly reflected the dignified and noble demeanor of a top student from a prestigious girls' school.

But Helena's fair hands were adorned with a pair of gleaming black leather gloves, and her
slender wore expensive black high-top leather boots. Her tight-fitting, form-fitting
black leather bodysuit, daringly revealing her bare shoulders and shapely legs, was truly striking.

Holding a riding crop, her eyes serious, Helena was, in the eyes of the slaves,
a terrifying queen with a penchant for sadomasochism, enough to terrify them so much that they would wake up in their sleep calling her name.

"Have you arrived?" Helena's eyes gleamed as she looked at the suitcase in Jessica's hand, her
delicate tongue licking her luscious red lips, revealing her inner hunger, cruelty, and cunning.

Jessica felt a chill run down her spine, thinking, "Helena's group of rich young ladies' classmates
certainly don't know that their school beauty is actually the sadomasochistic queen nicknamed 'The Needle and Medicine Discipline Master'."

"Everything you wanted is inside," Jessica said, patting the suitcase. This box of medicinal herbs was
worth no less than 30,000 gold coins.

Helena dismissed her assistants and led Jessica into her research room.

"The Hell Locust, known as a supreme tool for the bed, with seventy-seven effects; the nanmu wood imposter and foot-long log, infused with seven fragrances, capable of making women
wish they were dead; and
the raw, white, rotten bear penis with its aphrodisiac and hypnotic effects." Helena examined the authenticity of these three items with great interest,
greedily handling them.

Jessica said seriously, "I've brought all the goods. It's time for you to get
to work, isn't it?"

"That's right! It's time to get to work." Helena grinned wickedly.

"Drag that beast in!" Helena
shouted , then chanted a magic spell. The left wall began to slowly
descend.

Helena toyed with her soft, shiny braid, smiling as she explained to Jessica,
"This floor below is my training room and laboratory."

It was a twenty-foot-high underground room, with two walls lined with
built-in cabinets containing various drugs and books. Another wall was densely covered with whips, sex toys, candles, and numerous needles and knives of different sizes used for training
. The last wall had three large, T-shaped wooden shelves,
and there was a drainage channel in the floor, with a pool nearby.

Three or four female assistants dressed in white were present; one was escorting the frail
Princess , while the other three dragged Princess Anne, who was heavily shackled.

Princess Anne wore an elegant evening gown adorned with numerous embroidered details, its length falling below the knee.
However, in stark contrast to this regal attire, her starry eyes were covered by a blindfold,
a gag ball was stuffed into her soft, fragrant mouth, an iron collar clung to her neck, her hands were chained behind
her back , and a thick iron chain about an inch long stretched between her legs.

"Anne, you bitch, you'll be competing soon. Before that, I'm going to thoroughly
examine your lewd and depraved body," Helena sneered mockingly,
descending the stairs of the training room with the elegance of a queen.

"Lock up these two lewd sisters!" Helena loudly ordered her assistants,
brandishing her powerful riding crop.

"Yes, Miss Helena," the assistants replied respectfully, quickly
chaining Princess Anne and Princess Roel to the two wooden frames, one on each side.

"First, a physical examination, hmph!
Sisters ." Helena ripped off Princess Anne's blindfold and pulled the gag from her mouth, which was full of saliva.

"How filthy!" Helena said, frowning as she held the gag.

"What do you want now? You perverted woman from Carthage!" Princess Anne retorted angrily,
her face flushed.

Although Helena was close in age to Princess Anne, she was a
sadist with a personality completely different from her appearance. Every day, she would use the excuse of a physical examination to abuse Princess Anne
and her .

"You lowly slave! How dare you speak such nonsense about us Carthaginian nobles
! You are a worthless wretch who has not been taught properly!" Helena's eyes flashed with ferocity, and her riding whip struck Princess Anne's chest.

"Ahhh..." With Princess Anne's shrill scream, the fine fabric on her chest instantly shattered
into pieces , falling to the ground like fallen leaves, revealing her delicate, fair skin.

"Despicable! Let me go if you dare! I can take care of you with one hand, you slut!"
Princess Anne roared, like a wounded, proud beast, desperately pulling at the chain.

"Despicable? To deal with a slutty bitch, you should use intelligence, not brute force. That
's we Carthaginians do it." Helena laughed wildly as she whipped Roel's body.
The poor little girl cried incessantly, begging her to stop.

"You slut, stop right now! You can do whatever you want to me, but don't
take it out !" Princess Anne shouted fiercely.

Helena, her long, white, and delicate legs clad in high boots, stepped on Roel's
tear-streaked , pink face and said, "Do you still think you're high and mighty princesses? You're
just a pair of bitch sisters captured by us Carthage! What right do you have to speak to me like that!"

Princess Anne gritted her teeth in hatred, recalling the painful memories of her country's fall—the Carthaginian
army's rapid advance, the burning, killing, and looting everywhere, the horrific scenes of cities engulfed in flames.

"If I had great power, the country wouldn't have perished, my mother wouldn't have died in battle, and my father
wouldn't have been tortured to death. But now, as a prisoner, I can't even protect
my sister . Is the Kalahari Kingdom cursed by the gods? Why must we suffer
such a miserable fate? I'm not reconciled!" Princess Anne's heart was filled with resentment.

Princess Anne rallied her spirits and said, "Roel, don't cry! We are princesses of
the Hoffman . We must be strong and determined. One day we will escape from here and rebuild our
country. At that time, we will avenge this humiliation!"

Princess Anne stared defiantly at Helena with her beautiful brown eyes, a burning flame of hatred
raging .

"Hahahaha..." Helena burst into laughter, and the other assistants couldn't help but laugh
at Princess Anne as well.

"Oh dear! You almost made me laugh until my stomach hurts! Open your eyes and look at this!
Do you know why you're still alive? It's because you
pose absolutely no threat to Carthage. In this arena, although you're a high-ranking slave,
well-dressed and well-fed, you're just like those beasts, savages, and barbarians—
entertaining us by killing each other and causing bloodshed. You want to escape? I think you'd be better off trying while you're indulging in your lewd fantasies
!" Helena said, pinching Princess Anne's chin, her alluring body, encased in tight leather,
pressed down on the abused Princess Anne.

"Don't touch me with your filthy claws!" Faced with the painful reality, Princess Anne's
eyes welled up with tears as she spoke.

"Disobedient bitch! Listen, if she dares to resist again,
cut off !" Helena roared.

Several assistants pounced on Roel like wolves, forcibly opening her mouth.
They clamped and prepared a gleaming tongue-cutting knife.

"You...you mustn't do this!" Princess Anne cried out in panic.

"That depends on how obedient you are." Helena adjusted her glasses,
revealing a lustful glint beneath the lenses.

Helena put down her riding crop, picked up a pair of scissors, and slowly cut Princess Anne's clothes,
gradually exposing her breasts.

"These big breasts are so white and fleshy! It's a pity they're a bit small. Do you
masturbate in your cell every night? You're so wanton and shameless. The slaves in the next cell must be thrilled
, you lewd princess!" Helena said, pinching Princess Anne's white breasts.

"I didn't!" Princess Anne suppressed her humiliation and the strange
pleasure , desperately trying to control her emotions. Although she hadn't masturbated, lately she had
been plagued by lust every night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, which puzzled her greatly.

"Didn't? Stop lying! You filthy, slutty bitch!" Helena pinched
Princess , gently biting them with her pearly white teeth, gradually increasing the pressure until Princess Anne's
eyebrows shot up in pain.

"The Hoffman royal family of the Kalahari Kingdom is famous for producing beautiful women. If you give them to the elders of the Senate for
breeding , they'll surely produce a clever and slutty little bitch." Helena examined
Princess Anne's breasts while taking out a soft ruler to measure them, all the while unconsciously glancing
at the two liquid monsters—slimes—in a bottle beside her.

"While the senators of the Senate generally possess extraordinary intelligence and immense wealth
, most are quite old. Expecting them to conquer a virgin valiant like you? They're far too incapable. That's
why the taming masters of my country exist—to do just that. Half an inch bigger than last time, very good, good
progress !" Helena leered.

"You… what do you mean?" Princess Anne asked, her eyes wide.

Helena, while wantonly caressing Princess Anne's breasts, also enjoyed the thrill of conquest, saying
loudly , "A senator from the Senate has long had his eye on you, but he doesn't just like big breasts; he has
a special fetish—he really likes orcs. So I added drugs to your food to make your breasts and
buttocks grow bigger , to enhance the sensitivity of your lewd body, and to feed slimes with your bodily fluids, waiting for the
right time to give you breast augmentation and transplant orc ears and tails. As for what race you'll become, I already
know in my mind; the canine race is perfect, just right for a slutty bitch like you."

"No!" Princess Anne cried out in her heart, "These lewd and shameless madmen of Carthage
are utterly outrageous! How far do they intend to torture us sisters before they stop
?!"

Helena's scissors moved down, removing the remaining clothing from Princess Anne's lower body, while she
herself wore a smug smile.

"Stop!" Princess Anne shouted, her voice filled with shame and anger.

After cutting up the last piece of floral cotton underwear, Helena knelt before Princess Anne's naked
lower body and said, "What, want to spit on me? Don't you want your sister's tongue
anymore? Or do you prefer a mute sister?" Princess Anne looked at the silently weeping Luo Ai'er beside her
, and could only continue to endure this humiliation.

The sexy sadomasochistic queen played with the naked, noble princess's private parts,
caressing the soft, shiny, lush brown pubic hair at will, and excitedly continued to measure it with a soft ruler.

Next, Helena made Princess Anne even more ashamed. She measured
the circumference of her clitoris, the width of her vulva when it was opened, the length of her vulva, and so on. Even more shameful, she read
the measurements aloud, which were then written down by her assistants.

"Enough! What else do you want?" Princess Anne asked breathlessly. Under Helena's manipulation
, her vulva was secreting a strange, silvery-white fluid, and her whole body was burning hot.

Helena ignored Princess Anne's question, dipped her finger in the fluid, and tasted it
carefully . She then said to her assistant, "After acupuncture three times a week, increased
amounts of food for physical modification, and slime massages, the bitch Anne's sensitivity has increased by about ten percent.
The effect is quite good, but the psychological training still needs to be strengthened. I am very much
looking forward ."

"Damn it, so damn it! These guys in Carthage are inhuman!" Princess Anne
cursed inwardly. She felt like she was living a life worse than death.

However, Princess Anne's hell of humiliation was not over yet. Helena picked up a hard ruler
and said , "Next, we'll measure the depth of your flower cave, you bitch Anne. You're all wet with excitement,
you must be looking forward to it, right?"

"Gods, I curse Carthage to one day be buried by volcanic ash, swallowed by floods, and
destroyed by earthquakes. That day will surely come!" Princess Anne cried out, and her mournful cries
echoed in the closed room, making everyone who heard them feel extremely sad and heartbroken.

Chapter Three: The Bloody Arena

Helena pushed up her glasses, her arrogant, top-student-like face mocking, "What an ignorant
bitch! If the gods exist, they're on our side, Carthage. Otherwise, how could we
dominate two continents? Even if the gods bless humanity, they'll bless
us . Would they help a slave girl who only talks nonsense like you? If you want to pray, I don't
mind sending you to the gods' temple to perform a striptease. We Carthaginians are quite
open to watching erotic dances."

Princess Anne was unwilling to end her painful slavery by suicide, but living was
worse than death. She couldn't help but question the gods in her heart what they intended to do with her and her sister.

Finally, Helena inserted a hard ruler made of camphor wood into Princess Anne's body, rhythmically
moving it in and out to stimulate her.

"So sensitive! Look, she's overflowing with lustful fluids, truly a slut like Anne." Helena laughed.
"I know,"

Princess Anne said, suppressing the electric-like pleasure surging through her lower body. She felt wet and hot down there.
Today she finally understood that it was Helena's drug that had made her body so sensitive;
sometimes even the slightest touch would cause her to secrete a silvery, clear fluid.

If death would bring relief, it would be so much simpler. But Princess Anne carried
the heavy responsibility of saving her people, reviving her country, and rescuing her sister. She didn't even have the freedom to choose death.

Helena said viciously, "I really want to just pierce your hymen like this, and then teach you a lesson with the hell locusts, the nanmu wood imposters, and the raw, rotten bear penis I just
acquired But your virginity
will have to be left as a prize for the gladiators, otherwise the arena's manager—Mannheim—won't let
me off the hook."

Helena finally pulled out the hard ruler, soaked in her fluids, and turned the large, F
-shaped . The wooden planks on the frame could be adjusted to bend and stretch, and the frame itself
was . Helena easily positioned Princess Anne
in a shameful position, head down, legs spread wide, exposing her most intimate parts.

"What...what do you want now?" Princess Anne asked, her voice trembling.

"Nothing much. I see you're constipated and have difficulty urinating, so I'm going to treat you."
Helena put on a pair of pure white gloves, then prepared a long, thick syringe and a full tub
of medicine, finally blindfolding Princess Anne again.

"Mind your own business! I'm perfectly healthy; I don't have any of these problems," Princess
Anne said, ashamed and indignant.

"I say you do, so you do. Do you think the 'training masters' of this country need to listen to
the instructions ?" Helena said sternly.

"Don't worry! These medicines are harmless; they only help with bowel movements and urination. But you'll be
competing soon, so you'd better try to endure it, hahaha..." Helena laughed, handing
another pair of white gloves to Jessica.

Jessica put on white gloves and took
the syringe .

Jessica disliked doing this dirty work that bullied the weak, but in this world, one
has no choice . If she didn't do it, other men would. At least for Princess Anne,
it was better for a woman to do it than a man.

Helena pried open Princess Anne's tender pink anus and smiled, gesturing for Jessica to
proceed . Princess Anne was struggling on the wooden frame, crying out in pain and fear.

At this moment, Jessica had to force herself to be ruthless, because this world was like that
—survival of the fittest!

"Ah..." Princess Anne cried out as the icy liquid gushed into her anus,
filling her rectum completely. Her face showed unbearable suffering, and she opened her red lips,
letting out lewd breaths.

Helena, watching from the sidelines, was thrilled. The liquid in the syringe gradually decreased, while
Princess 's reaction grew stronger. At this moment, Helena experienced a sadistic
pleasure of one woman torturing another. Princess Anne's snow-white skin was flushed a rosy pink, and the large beads of sweat, combined with
her expression of displeasure, melancholy, anxiety, and pain, made her a living work of art.

"One more syringe?" Helena asked Jessica excitedly.

Jessica remained silent, only gesturing that it was enough. She wasn't a psychopathic
lesbian sadist like Helena; she was simply doing it out of necessity for her job.

The ten winning numbers were quickly announced one by one. Joseph, the winner, and forty other
officials, businessmen, and celebrities who had paid huge sums of money were able to participate in the close-up competition.

Joseph looked around; the others were either fat men with bulging faces, pale-faced noble youths,
or heavily made-up, powerless concubines and mistresses—basically, they had no ability to influence
the outcome of the competition.

The arena was located at the very bottom of the circular colosseum. From there, rows of seats rose,
with the front row reserved for consuls, senators, and incredibly wealthy merchants.
Joseph stood even further forward than these high-ranking individuals.

The arena contained obstacles of various sizes—stones and wooden pillars—as well as over a hundred weapons stuck upside down
in the ground, serving as traps or easy targets. Finally, more than ten hungry wolves were placed there
to increase the danger and excitement of the matches.

The new gladiator, Black King Kong, was over ten feet tall, clearly a Titan
giant. He wore a steel helmet and mask, and over seventy percent of his skin was covered in armor. He
wielded a unique weapon—the Eight-Finger Steel Claw.

This weapon, forged from high-quality steel, had a ten-foot-long handle and eight opening and closing
steel claws , each covered in barbs. A strike from it would either kill or result in severe cuts and lacerations.

As the match began, the audience in the arena erupted in cheers. The hungry wolves roared and charged
at Black King Kong, but a fierce glare from his eyes made them howl and turn to pounce on Princess Anne
.

Princess Anne, as light as a swallow in flight, leaped up, casually drew a longsword, and soared
onto an eight-foot-high wooden post, letting the wolves howl and snarl around her feet. She unconsciously
clutched her stomach. Before the match, she had been given a potion that caused her excruciating abdominal pain, turning her face pale and
leaving her weak all over. She was so weak that she could barely walk out of the arena, let alone fight.

Since there were those who bet on Princess Anne's loss, there were naturally those who bet on her victory. Therefore, Princess
Anne received secret assistance from others. However,
it was impossible to completely counteract Helena's powerful urinary-inducing potion; she could only suppress it temporarily. Whether she could hold out until the end depended on her own willpower
.

One of the wolves suddenly pounced, and Princess Anne was about to fall onto the field and become its
prey. Many spectators screamed and stood up. Princess Anne, however, rallied her chaotic
mind and suppressed the impending storm raging within her.

At that moment, the longsword suddenly emitted a dazzling, sharp light, cleaving the wolf in two with a single strike
. Its entrails and blood splattered all over the ground, and the remains fell simultaneously. The wolves immediately
scattered .

Princess Anne, her fighting spirit high, stood with her sword drawn, thinking, "I cannot lose. Not only for my chastity
and my sister's safety, but if I were to lose control of my bladder on the spot, the Hoffmann royal family would be utterly disgraced." She surveyed
the tens of thousands of Carthaginians in the arena; in her eyes, they were all enemies. Therefore, she commanded herself that she could not
lose, absolutely could not lose to these despicable people who toyed with human lives.

Princess Anne then used her longsword as a center, generating a fierce wind and
a dazzling light like a small sun, because she had infused the blade with powerful magic.

Princess Anne's beautiful hair and her sheer skirt billowed in the wind. She held the sword
with both hands , her starry eyes sharply fixed on her opponents. Although she appeared to be just a
beautiful young girl, she possessed exquisite swordsmanship and powerful magic, which was why she had won battle
after battle , protecting her chastity and her sister's life.

"They're here!" Joseph shouted excitedly.

When Princess Anne entered the arena, she usually defeated her opponent in one move. She would first
blind her opponent with the intense light from her sword, preventing them from opening their eyes, then use the wind pressure from the sword to restrain their movements,
and finally cleave them in two with lightning speed.

This time was no different. Black King Kong's eyes were blinded by the intense light,
and his ten-foot-tall body suddenly slowed down. Princess Anne seized the opportunity,
leaping into , her sword slashing towards her opponent like a meteor.

However, from the sidelines, a cross-shaped dart suddenly shot towards Princess Anne's
throat , forcing her to parry and deflect the dart, which also changed the direction of her sword light.

This last-minute rescue allowed Black King Kong to open his eyes, see Princess Anne's
movements and attack, and then, like a tiger pouncing on a rabbit, he fiercely swung his eight-fingered steel claws at Princess Anne,
creating a terrifying roar and a thunderous sound.

With a deafening clang, sword and claws
clashed creating a powerful gust of wind that sent dust and stones flying throughout the arena.

Princess Anne's sheer skirt billowed high, exposing ninety percent of her shapely buttocks, covered only by a metal chastity belt
, her alluring white flesh now fully visible to Joseph.

Princess Anne, skilled in agility and relying on speed and explosive power, was not adept at prolonged brute force. Black
King Kong's eight-fingered steel claws gripped her sword, lifting her and her sword high above his head, slamming her against
a sharp rock protruding from the arena with immense force. It seemed the pure and beautiful princess was about
to perish before tens of thousands of spectators.

Suddenly, Princess Anne released her sword, using the momentum to soar through the air, and gracefully landed on a
wooden pillar thirty feet away.

At this moment, the dart that had just rescued Black King Kong reappeared, aimed at the top of the wooden post,
and if Princess Anne continued her downward trajectory, her ankle would surely be injured by the dart.

In fact, the fifty people with the right to assist had been throwing darts from outside the dueling arena. Since
most of these people were pampered, their darts only flew a few feet, having no impact on the match. The exception was
Joseph, except for one other person.

This time, Joseph saw it clearly: the one throwing the dart was a slender, handsome
young man with silver hair and black eyes. His clothes were fashionable and expensive; the purple silk cloak alone was something
ordinary people couldn't afford, far
beyond the reach of commoners like Joseph who had to win the right to assist through a lottery.

Joseph didn't intend to let the handsome young man interfere with the match; this concerned
a bet , Jessica's kiss, and his own future. He channeled magic into his arm and
threw the dart with great force, striking the
young man's dart just as Princess Anne was about to hit the wooden post.

Joseph's dart drew cheers from the audience who had bet on Princess Anne, as well as
the attention of Princess Anne herself and the handsome young man.

Princess Anne's icy expression melted instantly, and she revealed a rare smile. Joseph
thought , "This must be her smile of gratitude towards me." At the same time, he said magnanimously, "You
can focus on the match! I won't let anyone else interfere with you."

In fact, Princess Anne's thoughts were completely different. The clash with Black King Kong
had already taken a huge toll on her body. She felt the pressure in her lower abdomen rising rapidly, and she
almost lost control of her bladder in public, which would be more humiliating than death!

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Princess Anne was saved by Joseph's dart. Her
smile was both self-mockery and a mockery of Joseph. She never imagined that she, as a princess of a nation,
would be treated like a fighting dog by the Carthaginians. However, they all thought themselves clever, but they didn't expect that they
would sabotage each other, allowing her to escape from danger.

The handsome young man approached Joseph unwillingly and said, "Friend, I advise you not to meddle
in other people's business, or the consequences will be far beyond your control."

"What I do is none of your concern, you prostitute!" Joseph
retorted .

In Carthaginian high society, homosexuality was indeed prevalent.
If wasn't born into a wealthy family, he was very likely
the male concubine of some powerful figure.

"I offered you kind advice, but you don't appreciate it. Why be so rude?" The handsome young man ignored
Joseph and turned his attention back to the dueling arena.

Princess Anne, though she had picked up another longsword from the ground, did not channel
magic into it. Magic was not limitless, and she needed to be careful when choosing its
timing. Moreover, currently troubled by the need to excrete, she had to cherish her limited physical strength and magic.

Black King Kong pressed his advantage, kicking at the massive stones in the dueling arena, stones that would be difficult for
an ordinary person to lift. These stones, struck by his immense strength,
were launched like projectiles from a small catapult, hurtling towards Princess Anne with a whistling sound and the force of shattering metal and stone.
And he didn't just kick one; he kicked over a dozen in succession.

Wherever the stones struck, wooden pillars snapped, and those hitting the ground sank deep. When they hit
the massive stone pillars, not only did the stones shatter into fragments, but the pillars themselves shook violently, disrupting the dueling...
The arena resembled a city wall bombarded by catapults, with pebbles flying and dust billowing.

Princess Anne, however, nimbly and skillfully dodged them all
. Despite the rain of stones around her, she swayed gracefully like a willow in the wind, easily avoiding each one. The price she paid was that the audience could
feast their eyes on her curvaceous body; her long, white legs leaped
and swung in various poses and angles, her firm, full breasts swaying with every movement, the undulating
waves of her hips and breasts captivating the eye.

The duel seemed to have turned into a protracted battle, but in reality, with each
step , she felt pressure surging through her abdomen towards her anus, the agonizing desire to pull away but being unable to make
her feel as if she were trapped in hell.

Meanwhile, Joseph and the handsome young man also began to fight, each using one arm to wrestle and exchange
punches palm strikes, while throwing darts at their opponent with the other.

At this moment, Black King Kong changed his target. He suddenly kicked a rock at the iron cage suspended in
mid-air , imprisoning Princess Anne's sister, Roel.

The little girl's scream echoed through the sky. The iron cage twisted and deformed, and the gate opened. Princess Roel
fell to the edge of the gate, and at the bottom of the well beneath her feet, thousands of lustful
snakes slowly crawled.

Princess Anne screamed, "Stop!"

Princess Anne, deeply devoted to her sister, desperately wanted to help, but the overwhelming pressure in her abdomen was
almost beyond her willpower. She barely managed to suppress the urge to defecate, then
channeled her magic into her sword and hurled it at Black King Kong. The longsword, like an arrow of light, trailed a
powerful whirlwind, whipping up a sandstorm that obscured everything behind it—its power was astonishing.

Black King Kong roared loudly, his muscles bulging, and forcefully lifted a six- or
seven-foot-tall stone pillar, striking the longsword head-on.

Joseph, locked in a stalemate with the handsome young man, shouted at Xiao Cui, "Attack! Kick his
balls! If you succeed, I'll grant you a rose petal bath tonight!"

Xiao Cui, who had been hiding in Joseph's breast pocket, immediately pounced, striking the handsome young man in the groin
, causing him to stagger back three steps, his face contorted in pain. Joseph seized the opportunity and fired a cross-shaped
dart.

Having successfully ambush him, Xiao Cui flew to Joseph's ear and said, "You actually want me to kick a man's filth
? I not only want a rose petal bath, but I also want figs for dinner!"

Joseph replied irritably, "I know, I know, Xiao Cui, you annoying thing."

Through a gap in the sandstorm, the audience could see Princess Anne, wielding a longsword, swooping down from mid-air,
her position ten feet above Black King Kong's blind spot.

Princess Anne's movements were silent and lightning-fast; the force and kinetic energy of the sword were enough
to pierce Black King Kong's helmet and kill him instantly. Princess Anne knew this was her last strike; if she
held on , she truly wouldn't be able to hold on.

In this life-or-death moment, Black King Kong roared and threw a punch upwards. A veteran of countless battles, even
in the dim light, he could still sense Princess Anne's
faint shadow beneath his feet.

In an instant, Princess Anne changed her move, curling up in front of her chest with her arms and legs, inwardly
crying out, "This is bad! I'm about to exceed my limit!"

With a thunderous thud, Princess Anne's feet landed on Black King Kong's fist,
and using the momentum of her descent, she overwhelmed the powerful
force .

Princess Anne stopped abruptly on Black King Kong's fist, then with lightning speed, slashed horizontally at
his neck. This area was unprotected by helmet or armor, and if this attack
failed, Princess Anne's stamina, due to Helena's potion, would rapidly decline
, turning the situation into a one-sided battle.

At the same time, a startled Black King Kong threw his other fist at Princess Anne's
face ; the battle of life and death hinged
on who was faster. Either Black King Kong would be decapitated, or Princess Anne would be sent flying, bleeding profusely, possibly even losing control of her bladder and dying a gruesome death at the wolf's jaws.

Just as it seemed both would strike simultaneously, and the audience gasped in surprise, Black King Kong's
fist suddenly slowed. Joseph's thrown dart had struck
his wrist at that very moment.

Princess Anne, having landed the first blow, severed Black King Kong's head. His steely body
remained standing in the arena, but his helmeted head flew into the air, blood
gushing from his neck like a fountain.

Princess Anne gasped for breath, her face covered in sweat. Thankfully, the attack had landed; otherwise, she would have
been doomed .

However, Black King Kong's fist didn't stop there. After its force and speed decreased,
it changed angle and struck Princess Anne in the chest. Princess Anne let out a muffled groan, her full, rounded
breasts instantly deforming.

The armor-like bra, more decorative than practical and inlaid with jewels,
twisted and fell to the ground, while Anne, her upper body completely naked, lay exposed, her towering breasts exposed
.

At this moment, the ravenous wolves, who had been lurking and waiting for their chance, split into two groups: one pounced on
Black King Kong 's head to devour it, and the other pounced on Princess Anne's smooth, delicious body.

"This is bad! I can't take it anymore, my stomach feels like it's being turned upside down." Just suppressing the force
impacting her anus had already exhausted all of Princess Anne's physical and mental strength.

Joseph, who had been anxiously watching the match, was now extremely panicked. According to
the rules of the duel, if both fighters died, it was a draw, and he
had lost all the three thousand gold coins he had bet on Princess Anne to win.

"Get up! Don't you care about your sister?" Joseph shouted desperately,
no longer caring about Princess Anne's alluring body.

At the last moment, Princess Anne heard the word "sister," and the image of
Roel
through her mind. A flash of silver light appeared in her sword, and she sat up, her face flushed, covering her exposed breasts with one hand, while the hungry...
The wolf was instantly killed by her sword.

With superhuman willpower, Princess Anne turned the impossible into possible and narrowly escaped this
ordeal .

Chapter Four: The Leader's Scheme

As the outcome was decided, the victorious spectators erupted in cheers and applause, while the losers
sighed and lamented. Princess Anne, however, paid no heed to the audience's gaze. Half-naked and pale-
faced trudged forward with difficulty, gradually reaching the half-ruined iron cage to
catch her sister, Roel, who was about to fall into the well.

"Haha! I won!" Joseph, thinking of the hundred
gold coins he would have left after paying back the loan sharks and Jessica's kiss, immediately shouted excitedly.

As Joseph joyfully tried to return to his seat, the handsome young man from before
blocked his way.

"What? You're not happy about losing? Just sell your ass a few more times and you'll earn it back," Joseph
mocked .

"If I'm a male concubine selling my ass, then what are you, my companion?" the handsome
young man retorted.

Joseph immediately retorted loudly, "Who's your companion? I don't sell my ass; I'm only
interested in women."

"There are too many people in the gang; I didn't recognize you just now, but the gang leader recognizes your
face . The gang leader has ordered you to come back to headquarters with me. My name is Haze Krakoff," the handsome young man
said, showing off his Silver Wolf Gang badge.

"So you're one of us. You should have said so earlier! But your judgment is really bad. Why did you bet on that
newcomer, Black King Kong, to win? But that Black King Kong is much stronger than I expected." Facing his
fellow gang member, Joseph adopted a more friendly attitude.

"I didn't bet on Black King Kong to win. I was just doing my gang work. I don't like
gambling ; I always lose. I don't like things where luck decides the outcome
. I'll decide the outcome myself," Haze Krakoff said coldly.

"Why does the gang leader want to see me?" Joseph asked, puzzled.

"You'll see when you get there," Hass Krakoff replied. "The only hint I can give you is about
my job. Good luck!"

Joseph quickly followed Hass Krakoff in a carriage to the Silver Wolf Gang's headquarters.

Meanwhile, Princess Anne, inside the arena, finally escaped the audience's gaze and entered
the slaves ' quarters. Although there were no other slaves there, Helena, her face ashen,
waited for the two sisters with several assistants.

"Sister, how are you?" Roel, holding Princess Anne's hand, looked anxious.

Roel had never seen her sister like this before; she was drenched in sweat, her face contorted with
anxiety , and she was even panting heavily.

"I'm fine. I'll protect you. I'll never let them hurt you," Princess Anne leaned against the wall
, thinking, "I'm about to collapse! But I can't endure this forever,
at least ... at least not in front of my sister!" She endured again and again, each time she was about to give up
, she pushed past her limits and held on.

Princess Anne, her face pale, said to Helena, "Can I go to the toilet? Or...
at least let Roel go back to her cell."

Helena looked at Princess Anne's pained expression, but felt no excitement, only a
burning .

"You're quite something! Enduring it again and again. A normal human could never endure that long while
fighting. When Jessica questioned me earlier, I didn't know how to answer.
Now she wants to take back my Hell Locust, the Phoebe Wood Imitation Tool, and most importantly, my raw, rotten bear penis—all your
doing!" Helena's eyebrows shot up in fury, her face contorted with rage.

Princess Anne wanted to retort, but simply standing there to avoid incontinence
had exhausted all her mental and physical strength.

"Let me go to the toilet! You don't want me to get this messy, do you!" Princess Anne cried out in panic,
already beyond her limit. She was now relying solely on her chastity belt and tightly clenching her legs to avoid soiling the floor.

"It doesn't matter, we Carthage have plenty of slaves to clean up." Helena then raised
her fist and punched Princess Anne hard in the stomach.

"No!" With Princess Anne's scream, filth immediately
leaked , and a foul odor filled the room.

Luo Er was shocked and her face turned pale. She couldn't believe that her sister, who had always been so strong and protective of her,
could be so shameful and filthy.

"You're not human!" Princess Anne screamed in anguish, tears welling up in her eyes. Her legs gave way and she
collapsed, only hoping that Luo Er would turn her face away.

Helena raised her long, beautiful legs, stepping on Princess Anne's sorrowful face, and said, "
Roel , you are also a slave of Carthage, but
you are useless except for eating and drinking for free. Now I order you to clean up the excrement all over the floor for your filthy sister. If I find it
not clean enough, I will make you lick up the filth with your tongue."

"I...I understand, I will take responsibility for cleaning up my sister," Roel said with a troubled
expression.

"No! No! You demons!" Princess Anne screamed, clutching her stomach. In the depths of
shame humiliation, the strange pleasure of the sudden release made her feel even more resentful.

"Is that so? Then I will let you experience the actions of demons." Helena sneered,
then ordered her assistant to take Princess Anne away.

After Joseph arrived at his destination, he was quickly received by the gang leader in the garden.

Fabian Augusta, the leader of the Silver Wolf Gang, stood by a pool feeding the fish. The surrounding pavilions and towers exuded an antique charm, and
in the distance, several gang members could be seen patrolling on guard.

Anyone who could climb to the position of gang leader was certainly no ordinary person. Over sixty years old, Fabian had his white hair
cut very short, his face was covered in wrinkles, and he wore an aluminum prosthetic leg below his right knee. His
clothes were expensive and incongruous with his stingy and old-fashioned appearance.

Long past the age of fighting on the streets, Fabian had risen to power through cunning and intrigue.
The leader, Fabian, controlled the entire Silver Wolf Gang and shared the
underworld .

Behind Fabian stood three respectfully: Jessica and her husband,
Baker Grace, and Braun, the leader of the Werewolf faction, a washed-up
man over fifty.

Thirty-six-year-old Baker was impeccably dressed, but his attire couldn't conceal his
strong . His blond hair was cut short, a scar marked his left forehead, and half his face was
covered by a beard—rugged yet undeniably masculine.

Baker was the leader of the Grey Wolf faction, Joseph's superior and adoptive father. Intelligent and skilled
in combat , he was a pillar of the Silver Wolf Gang. Whenever conflicts arose with other gangs, he was
a key figure in command and action on the front lines.

"Joseph, how much did you make at the casino today?" Fabian
asked .

"Only a hundred gold coins," Joseph replied cautiously.

"I heard you borrowed three thousand gold coins to bet, how come you only made so little?"
Fabian, who was feeding the fish with minced meat, asked again.

"I bet on the hot favorite, Princess Anne, and
only ," Joseph explained.

"Then you could try other ways to bet! How long does it take to decide the winner? What
part of will be injured? Where is the fatal wound? The odds for these bets are very high;
it's possible to lose ten gold coins for every one you bet," Fabian said, his smile widening
.

"Although I'm a gambler, I don't like to rely purely on luck to decide the outcome; that's too
risky! My method is more reliable," Joseph said shamelessly.

The longer the conversation went on, the more Fabian's smile grew, and his expression became more benevolent,
while Jessica and the Baker couple looked increasingly uneasy. Joseph was a smart man; he
had guessed something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"You are indeed a talented individual, highly commendable. I, too, climbed to
the position of gang leader after many risks. But old age is useless; the era belongs to the younger generation," Fabian
sighed .

"Gang leader, you are too modest," Joseph comforted him.

"No way! You earned a hundred gold coins, while I lost the equivalent of four hundred thousand gold coins today
." Fabian's eyes instantly flashed with a terrifying glint, making Joseph tremble.

"Let me tell you! Kid, I bet on a huge underdog because I wanted to make big money.
The gambling outside the arena is run by our Silver Wolf Gang, Bronze Leopard Gang, and Iron Bear Gang, a compromise reached after
many bloody battles. Today's betting was hosted by our Silver Wolf Gang. I did
a lot of tricks to make the underdog Black King Kong win, planning to pocket all the money bet on Princess Anne's victory
, and also place bets of over 100,000 gold coins at the state-run betting station. How about a double win? I'm
much better than you, right? If Black King Kong had won, I could have made over 300,000 gold
coins , but instead I lost 400,000!" Fabian was furious.

"This... this can't all be blamed on me! Black King Kong was too weak. I was just lucky
to the right to assist. I'm just a team leader. I didn't know about your grand
plan beforehand, boss. It's just that you were unlucky, boss," Joseph quickly defended himself.

Fabian's eyes widened as he asked, "You think you can just explain this away with a simple 'bad luck'?
Baker Grace, tell me how much money you usually bet on Princess Anne to win, and
how much today?"

Baker, sweating profusely, replied, "Usually, the betting amount fluctuates around 100,000 gold coins, but today it
's over 200,000."

Fabian nodded in agreement, saying, "Kid, I don't fight battles
I can't win. Black King Kong's true identity is
Raymond, the gladiator nicknamed 'White Dragon,' who has won thirty consecutive matches. I had him darken his skin to pretend he was a newcomer, and while he's
slightly stronger than Princess Anne, to ensure my victory, I also arranged for someone to poison Princess Anne's food
and spent a fortune to buy Hass a spot as a supporter. It was supposed to be a foolproof
plan , but now it's a complete failure!"

"Don't you find anything suspicious? Princess Anne's winnings doubled,
and Princess Anne, who should have been poisoned, acted normally. You just happened to be chosen from tens of thousands of spectators to receive
free assistance. Furthermore, you're one of the leaders of the Gray Wolf faction, and Baker's Gray Wolf faction happens to
be responsible for collecting bets, while Braun's Werewolf faction manages the winnings." Fabian's smile remained as
benevolent as ever, but it sent chills down Joseph's spine.

"Forgive my bluntness, Boss, but all of this is just your speculation. A true man takes
responsibility actions; I have not done anything detrimental to the Silver Wolf Gang," Joseph
said, straightening his chest without fear.

Fabian sneered, "Yes! I do have no evidence. Although I suspect Baker was
behind it , without proof, I can't just arbitrarily punish a
faction leader who has made numerous merits, enjoys a high reputation, and commands a thousand men. But a lowly group leader is different. You only have a
little over a hundred men under you, and you don't have any particularly great achievements or prestige."

"Boss...you...you mean..." Joseph said in alarm.

"So I want to get the evidence out of you. Men! Seize this kid
and torture him until he's covered in wounds. If he still doesn't talk, cut off his hands and feet
and feed them to the fish. I'm almost out of the scraps of flesh I use to feed the mermaids." Fabian
said , and at the same time, the guards on the perimeter drew their swords and attacked Joseph.

At this moment, Little Green, who had been hiding in Joseph's jacket pocket, flew out and said to him, "Let me
go! I don't want to die with you."

"Don't be delusional," Joseph
said

Joseph's only remaining option was to quickly capture Fabian as a hostage, but he...
Just as he was about to make a move, Braun and Baker blocked his way, while the rest of the gang
swarmed .

The only way to escape was through a pool connected to a stream, but it was teeming with piranhas. There was no escape except by flying
away
. Little Cui, that ungrateful little sprite, was desperately trying to break free of her chains and escape.

Suddenly, a soft hand pulled Joseph into a warm, soft embrace. Jessica was
hugging him from behind, her ample bosom, the object of Joseph's longing, pressed tightly against
him.

"None of you come any closer! Or don't blame me for being merciless!" Jessica held the Moon-Inviting Sword, the weapon of choice for over
a hundred underworld heroes, which terrified the gang members, halting their attack.

"Are you trying to rebel?" Fabian shouted fiercely.

"No! It should be said, do you want us to rebel? Using evidence obtained through torture to
implicate me, I'm afraid it's not just my Gray Wolf faction that will be dissatisfied within the Silver Wolf Gang." Beck spoke
boldly on Joseph's behalf, while simultaneously gesturing for Jessica and Joseph
to escape.

Although Beck was unarmed, his body was a formidable weapon, his advance towards Fabian
extremely oppressive.

"No disrespect to the leader!" Braun drew his weapons, two large axes engraved with dragon and tiger patterns
.

Concerned for her husband's safety, Jessica believed Beck alone could handle the situation, so
she gritted her teeth , hardened her heart, and pulled Joseph away, fighting her way out.

"Follow me! Don't stop, even if it kills you." Jessica whispered in Joseph's ear.

Despite the perilous situation, the sweet fragrance emanating from Jessica still captivated
Joseph .

"Alright." With the support of his former adoptive parents, Joseph felt reassured, confident that everything
could be turned around. He drew his weapon, "Thief's Arm," and fought alongside Jessica. The usually gentle and refined Jessica, to protect her beloved, transformed into a vengeful demon

in battle . Facing the surging crowd, her silver sword flashed, and she unleashed seven swift thrusts in an instant. The seven gang members who led the charge were all stabbed in the chest, screaming in agony as they dropped their weapons and writhed on the ground. 　　Jessica's face was icy, her eyes filled with murderous intent as she glared at the guards at the headquarters. She then kicked the wounded men several feet away with tremendous force, threateningly saying, "Every sword pierced their chests, two inches deep, damaging their lungs. I only showed mercy because we're all from the Silver Wolf Gang! If you don't want to hold another woman tonight, then come at me!" 　　Blood still dripped from the sword tips, and Jessica, like a Valkyrie, commanded respect throughout the area. 　　Joseph couldn't help but recall his first encounter with Jessica eight years ago. He had been captivated by her cruel yet alluring beauty. 　　At that time, Joseph was a child assassin for the assassin organization "Braha," joining other child assassins under the age of ten in attacking Jessica. Two streams of tears streamed down Jessica's face, yet her sword, Inviting Moon, mercilessly slaughtered the child assassins, who were more ferocious than beasts after taking drugs. 　　Jessica's swordsmanship was known for its ruthlessness, precision, and swiftness. Now, she was thrusting her sword at the men's groins, startling them so much that they hurriedly protected their private parts. 　　"Jessica, you're really bold! Targeting that kind of place." Joseph followed closely behind Jessica , their fingers intertwined, looking very much like a couple. 　　"I'm a married woman with ten years of experience, not some naive young girl in her early twenties. This kind of petty scheming is nothing special. In the underworld, there are countless things you can't tell anyone about, things more shameful than death," Jessica said awkwardly, blushing. 　　Just then, from a distance behind them came Fabian's furious voice: "Look what your wife has done! How dare she injure people on the main headquarters grounds! Does she even respect me as the gang leader and the gang rules?!" 　　Baker shouted from afar, "Jessica, put down your weapon and surrender! I'll plead for you and Joseph. I know you acted rashly because you love your son so much. The gang leader is magnanimous and won't hold you accountable." 　　Fabian roared, "What kind of attitude is this! You weren't serious about getting them to surrender !" 　　"Gang leader, you misunderstand. Of course I was serious," Baker replied, his expression tense. 　　By this time, Jessica and Joseph had broken through the encirclement and reached a large tree at the edge of the wall. Jessica and her husband understood each other perfectly and naturally knew Baker was being disingenuous. She stayed behind to defend against the enemy while Joseph climbed the tree and jumped over the wall. 　　However, once Joseph reached the street, he not only failed to escape danger but also seemed to have fallen into another trap . 　　Hass, along with two other Wolf Pack members, Karin and Joshua, and more than ten of his men, rode on horseback, each armed with a crossbow, waiting for Joseph to fall into a trap. Karin, Braun's mistress, was quite attractive, but known for her penchant for wearing black. 　　Faced with this encirclement, Joseph had just stood still, pondering a breakout plan, when Jessica jumped down . He quickly opened his arms to catch the woman he secretly loved. 　　Eight years had passed since Joseph and Jessica first met. Back then, Jessica was a beautiful eighteen-year-old girl, newly married to Kenk, while Joseph was a ruthless killer, a child assassin who had only been ten years old. 　　After the assassin organization Braha was destroyed, Joseph was rescued by Jessica and became their adopted son. Four years ago, Joseph left home to live independently, wanting Jessica to stop treating him like a child. 　　Over the course of eight years, Jessica and Baker grew even closer, their relationship deepening. Watching them flirt was torture for Joseph, who, unfortunately, couldn't compete with the loyal, sentimental, and equally skilled Baker. 　　Although Joseph subconsciously viewed Baker as a rival, Baker cared for him like a son . Even if Joseph had become more successful than Baker, it wouldn't have mattered.

Jessica was definitely not the kind of woman who was promiscuous. Even knowing there was no future, Joseph
couldn't stop his unrequited love for her.

Holding Jessica in his arms like this, admiring her blushing face,
stealing peeks at the cleavage beneath her chest—it was all so dreamlike and unreal, yet so
exhilarating. "If only it could continue forever," Joseph couldn't help but think to himself.

Little Green, who had somehow reappeared in Joseph's breast pocket, peeked out
and asked, "Is it safe now?" Then she added, "Oh… Joseph, you're molesting my foster mother ! You're
incredibly audacious!"

Joseph threatened, "Don't talk nonsense. Believe me, my dinner tonight will be an elf
sandwich ."

"How terrifying! You cannibal!" Little Green, who had been about to continue her antics,
quickly ducked back into her pocket when she realized she was surrounded by so many people.

Jessica jumped down, looking embarrassed, held her sword across her chest, and stood in front of Joseph
to protect him.

"Mrs. Grace, please don't make things difficult for us anymore. Please hand him over!" Haze said
sincerely .

"Do you think a mother would hand over her son so easily? Joseph, you go
first , I'm fine here," Jessica said without backing down.

Jessica's use of the word "mother" once again hurt Joseph's fragile pride. He couldn't help but stand in
front of Jessica and said, "Jessica, don't just claim someone as your son. You've only been taking care of me for several years
, so let me repay your kindness today. You go first!"

"Joseph! Does that mean we can't be mother and son without blood ties?" Jessica
said .

Joseph retorted, "Enough! I'm no longer the
little kid . I'm a grown man now."

The eight-foot-tall lion-orc Joshua, wielding a hammer with a demon-shaped
head, said to Haise, "Stop talking nonsense. Let me take care
of them ."

Haise said sternly, "Don't underestimate Lady Grace.
Countless people have died by her sword because they underestimated her as a woman. Besides, our orders are to capture them. We
can't just kill them indiscriminately. The others, use your horses to maintain a safe distance, use crossbows to wear them
down, wound their hands and feet, and then capture them."

A dozen crossbow bolts shot out simultaneously, but Jessica remained completely unmoved. She
channeled magic into her sword and spun it rapidly, creating a fierce whirlwind that instantly
swirled all the bolts into the air.

Suddenly, Haze shouted, "Joshua!"

Just then, a food vendor happened to be standing by the roadside. Ignoring the vendor's protests, Joshua
lifted the 300-kilogram cart, laden with cooked food and boiling oil, ready
to hurl it at Jessica and Joseph.

"If you're going to leave, leave together!" Joseph didn't want a direct confrontation, nor did he want to leave Jessica behind,
so he chose to escape with her.

Chapter Five: Danger on the Road

Joseph raised his multi-functional thief arm,
aimed used his chained fist to grip it tightly. He then swept Jessica up around the waist, and as he tightened the chain,
the two of them flew towards it.

They had barely left the ground when the cart was hurled at them, shattering into pieces,
the boiling oil inside spraying in all directions.

"Put me down!" Jessica cried, her face flushed.

"You're responsible for blocking the arrows," Joseph said, ignoring Jessica's protests.

Due to the urgency of the situation, Jessica could only blush and nod in agreement. Although she still considered
Joseph her child, his body was no longer that of a child, but
that of an eighteen-year-old man. Being held so tightly by Joseph's waist, even as mother and son, felt somewhat
inappropriate. Even if it was a temporary expedient in this critical situation, she still felt a little guilty towards
her husband, Baker.

This intimate contact with Jessica made Joseph completely forget
the danger . The last time they had been so physically intimate
was when Joseph was twelve years old, the last time he bathed with Jessica.

Joseph continuously extended and extended his thieving arm, shooting out punches as he
raced . Jessica set up a sword net to deflect all the arrows. However,
after passing more than ten houses, they reached the end of the road.

Just as they were about to be caught and surrounded by Haze's pursuers, Jessica turned and hugged
Joseph , her breasts naturally pressing against his body.

Now it was time to see the real skills! Jessica's magic, honed over many years, had
become profound and surging, capable of generating a force exceeding a thousand pounds in an instant when converted into kinetic energy.
After landing, she leaped with Joseph in her arms, instantly soaring onto the roof of a speeding carriage on the road.
Haze and his pursuers also rushed into the road, firing arrows as they gave chase.

Jessica focused on setting up a defensive net of swords, while Joseph, released from her soft, fleshy arms,
reluctantly awoke from his reverie and used his thieving arm's fist to attack
the wheels of other carriages behind.

Axles snapped, wheels flew off, and carriages overturned onto the road.
The weight of the carriages instantly brought the galloping horses to a stop, but the carriages behind couldn't stop in time and crashed into them
, creating chaos on the road. People and horses were thrown about, dust billowed, and screams
filled the air.

Several of Haze's men were also hit. Faced with the chaos, he had no choice but to split his forces: one group went to
rescue the wounded, while the other searched for the missing Jessica and Joseph.

To evade pursuers, Jessica and Joseph went against the grain, hiding under the seats of an overturned
carriage . The sight of the man and woman pressed together made Joseph's heart flutter with excitement
.

Jessica, blushing, whispered reassuringly, "Don't make a sound! They'll leave soon."
"Okay."

Joseph could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Jessica's soft hair. His right hand rested on
Jessica's back, feeling her warm, burning body, while his left hand rested
on her firm, round buttocks, not daring to move.

This situation of being surrounded by such a soft, fragrant body felt like being in heaven. However, despite their skin
touching and bodies intertwined, Joseph dared not move a finger for fear of upsetting Jessica,
and had to suppress his rising desire with an iron will. This was more torturous than being in hell!

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. They won't find us here
, so you don't need to be so scared that your heart is pounding so hard," Jessica whispered comfortingly in Joseph's ear
.

To Jessica, this was simply a mother comforting her adopted son, but to
Joseph , it was an extremely bold and provocative act!

Jessica's ample breasts brushed against Joseph's chest, their bodies
separated . Joseph thought to himself, "My heart is racing because of you,
not because of the pursuers outside!"

Jessica added, "Baker will find a way for us within the gang, so don't worry too much. This
matter is indeed suspicious. After we evade the pursuers, I will find out the truth for you and clear your name."

"I can handle this myself, Jessica. You hide for now and
come out when things have calmed down," Joseph said confidently, though he had no confidence whatsoever. However, he simply
didn't want to rely on Jessica's husband, Baker.

Jessica wanted to object, but then she realized that their lips were less than
two fingers apart, and she felt extremely embarrassed.

Jessica's shy and hesitant reaction only stimulated Joseph. Looking at her luscious red lips,
Joseph lowered his head further and further, and their lips were almost touching.

"Stop your immoral affair for a second! Someone's coming this way." Xiao Cui, unfortunately,
flew out of her pocket at this crucial moment to interrupt, but Joseph didn't blame her, otherwise he almost
lost control .

Jessica hurriedly placed her slender hand on her chest, slightly pushing Joseph away, and said in a embarrassed and anxious voice
, "Xiao Cui, don't be ridiculous. I'm completely
devoted ."

Joseph thought to himself, "What mother and son relationship? We're not related by blood, and
you've only taken care of me for four years. Why can't you treat me like a real man?"

Then, Karin's voice rang out from outside the carriage: "How could they still be here? They've long since
disappeared."

The reply came from Haise: "The most dangerous place is the safest place.
If I were them, I would definitely hide in the carriage during the chaos."

Joseph couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, while Jessica, embarrassed and angry, pinched his
ear. Afterwards, the two men each glanced at the Moon-Inviting Sword and the Thief's Arm placed beside them. If Haise and his men
discovered them, they would have no choice but to confront them directly here.

Haise kicked the outer wall of the carriage, using the echo to check if anyone was inside, and then
peered inside to investigate.

At this moment, Joseph wrote on Jessica's hand with his finger, asking her, "If we're discovered,
should we kill them to silence them?"

Jessica wrote on his chest with her finger, replying, "Just injure them. Once we start
killing, Baker won't be able to explain to the gang."

Just as they were about to be discovered by Haise, a rude male voice suddenly rang out: "
What are you two doing sneaking around here? Trying to rob us in the chaos?"

Haise replied, "Sir, our carriage overturned in an accident, and we're just trying to retrieve some things
from it ."

"Get out of there quickly! We need to cordon off the scene to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos." The male voice
rang out .

"Yes, yes, yes." Haise was forced to abandon the search.

Jessica and Joseph finally breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing their
hands were clasped together in cold sweat. They smiled at each other, and Jessica said shyly, "The most dangerous place really
really is the most dangerous place. Let's hurry and leave before the cordon is completed!"

Before the soldiers finished sealing off the accident scene, Jessica and Joseph escaped successfully.

"Next, we need to find out the truth and find out who influenced the outcome of the match,"
Jessica said, pulling Joseph's hand as they ran down the main road.

"Our destination is naturally the Colosseum," Joseph said. "Yes!" Jessica took the lead, always so proactive and eager

for those she cared about . 　　When they arrived a short distance from the Colosseum, the last group of spectators were leaving . Suddenly, Jessica seemed to sense something was wrong and quickly pulled Joseph into a narrow alley. 　　Joseph peeked out from the side and saw that Hass had already led his men to intercept them . 　　"How come they got here before us?" Jessica asked anxiously. 　　"Everyone thinks the same way. If they can't catch me, they'll naturally assume we had to come to the arena to find out the truth ," Joseph replied. 　　"Not necessarily. Didn't that old man Fabian think we were the real culprits? He should be chasing us along the route we took to escape," Jessica said suspiciously. Joseph thought about it and also felt something was amiss. 　　"The arena has the treasury of a state-run casino, plus important slaves like Princess Anne. The authorities have deployed a lot of troops here, and there are magical and rainbow-light barriers for protection. Originally, I wanted to pretend to be a gambler , queue up to place bets, and then find an opportunity to sneak into the arena, but now that Haze's men are searching the perimeter, this method won't work," Jessica said, leaning against the wall and playing with her red hair. 　　Joseph observed the scene. A long line of gamblers had formed at the side entrance, placing bets for the next match and claiming their winnings. Because counterfeit gold and silver coins were rampant on the market...

The crowds were large, and most people preferred to use genuine copper coins, with each person betting hundreds to a thousand copper coins. This
naturally took a considerable amount of time, and coupled with the government's inefficiency, the queues stretched endlessly.
Even late at night, outside of match days, people were still queuing.

The Rainbow Barrier protecting the Colosseum was formed by a magical umbrella on the top floor emitting
a seven-colored rainbow light that reached the ground-level walls. Aside from designated entrances, anyone who blocked the light and tried to enter would trigger a massive mobilization of the guards who usually
hid inside.

"It's impossible to avoid being discovered by Haze and the others, but with my Thief Arm, the
two of us can get through the Rainbow Barrier," Joseph said confidently. As

night fell, the gamblers' queue shortened. Once the surrounding crowds had thinned out, Joseph
attached the four mirrors Jessica had bought to his Thief Arm and began his forced breakthrough.

Haze's hundred men were positioned guarding the arena, each a hundred feet apart, clearly
visible to the others. If one was attacked, the others would immediately notice, so Joseph and Jessica
had no to force their way through.

Emerging from the alley, Jessica immediately engaged Haze's men in combat, but
without stunned them in two moves with her still-sheathed Moonlit Sword.

Joseph swiftly planted his Thief Arm in the ground, using the principle of light refraction to create
a gap just large enough for one person to crawl through.

Jessica crawled in first, while Joseph, dazed by her swaying hips, followed
her. Haze's men quickly arrived to intercept them.

"Quickly, retract the Thief Arm!" Jessica cried anxiously.

Joseph said sheepishly, "I forgot something. The Thief's Arm can only
be retracted to avoid triggering the alarm, so I'll have to leave it here."

Jessica said angrily, "You say you're an adult, yet you act without any regard for the consequences! We
can't let Haze's entire gang follow us in! Listen carefully, you go in and check for any clues,
then we'll contact you."

Before Joseph could reply, Jessica left the Moon Invitation Sword behind, then pressed her palm against the ground,
flying through the gap in the Thief's Arm. She then casually pulled out the Thief's Arm as a weapon, striking the
unconscious the chest, causing him to cough up blood and suffer severe injuries.

"Although I can't kill, seeing you go in, along with the two people on either side, and leaving them so
badly injured they can't speak for days, means no one will know you went in. The Moon Invitation Sword is your weapon; don't
look so worried. I'm not so low as to need a child to worry about me." Jessica
left with a proud and confident smile before charging towards her opponent.

Despite his burning anxiety, Joseph could only trust Jessica and quickly slip into the arena
. Jessica, with her graceful and agile movements, skillfully used her thieving arm
to engage in a fierce battle with Hass's men.

The cold glint of weapons shone menacingly in the moonlight and firelight, and
even Joseph himself wasn't sure if Jessica could escape unscathed despite being outnumbered.

Joseph entered the arena and found little security; it seemed the guards relied too heavily on
the rainbow-colored defensive walls for outer perimeter protection. The arena, usually packed during the day, and its crisscrossing passageways were
deserted, save for the occasional roars and sounds of gladiators and slaves practicing and fighting within the arena
, and the howls of various beasts confined in their cages.

Joseph surveyed the arena but found no guards patrolling; the guards were mainly
concentrated on protecting the slaves, the treasury, and the beasts.

"By tracking Princess Anne, we should be able to find out who helped her escape Fabian's
trap. Another clue is finding out who deliberately let me win the right to assist in the fight." Since
he knew nothing about the lottery mechanism, Joseph decided to start his investigation with Princess Anne.

Finding Princess Anne was easy; she was practicing in the dueling arena, but she was guarded by
eight soldiers, and with other guards, there were at least a hundred people present.

From the empty stands, Joseph observed that after the slaves finished their matches, the guards would
splash water on them to wash, while higher-ranking slaves would be taken away. Following this lead, he discovered that
higher-ranking slaves enjoyed the same treatment as gladiators, having the right to freely use the bathrooms. So
he decided to hide inside the bathrooms first.

Because there were more men than women, the bathrooms appeared to be unisex. Before entering the bathrooms, there was
a changing room that could accommodate a hundred people, with mirrors, benches, and lockers as tall as a person on all four walls.

Joseph decided to take off his clothes and hide in the bathtub, waiting for an opportunity to speak with Princess Anne. Just as he
chose an empty locker and was half-undressed, the locker next to him suddenly opened, and
a slick-haired man appeared before him, startling both of them!

The man spoke first: "It's women's time now, what are you doing here?"

Joseph retorted without backing down: "Then are you a woman?"

The man said: "Mind your own business! You must be a peeping tom, get out if you know what's good for you!"

Joseph replied: "Fine, I'll be a peeping tom then, you won't care if I leave?"

"Who cares about you so much, don't stay and get in my way," the man said impatiently.

"Okay," Joseph readily agreed, then punched the man so hard he saw stars and
fainted .

Joseph threw the man into the locker where he had just been hiding, and just as he was about to take further action
, someone pushed open the door outside, and he quickly hid in the same locker.

Joseph didn't recognize the person who entered, but he knew who she was: Julia, a waitress at the government-run
betting possessed
breasts even larger than Jessica's, cascading blonde hair, and emerald-green eyes. Her gentle, friendly smile and
delicate, vibrant red lips had captivated countless gamblers.

Most strangely, when Julia worked, she not only wore a brightly colored headscarf
but also a mysterious mask covering the upper half of her pretty face.

Joseph peeked through the crack in the locker door as she undressed. He saw Julia remove her headscarf, revealing...
She had long ears typical of fairies, and then the mask she wore all the time. Her beautiful face, with its delicate
features and straight, slender nose, made her appear even more noble and alluring.

Then, as she sang a beautiful song in a heavenly voice, she removed the sexy uniform that covered her tall,
voluptuous figure.

Fairies were not only few in number, but they also disliked interacting with humans, preferring to live in
the forests small, and most were
the exclusive slaves or wives of high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants.

Finding a beautiful fairy to enjoy in a brothel was not
easy , and a beauty like Julia was even more difficult to find, no matter how much money was spent.

Julia, who was changing clothes with her back to Joseph, revealed her smooth, fair back. She then
began remove her skirt and shoes. At this moment, Joseph's penis involuntarily hardened.
Thinking of the good-for-nothing beneath him, who had the opportunity to peep at such a heavenly beauty every day, he couldn't help but
kick him a couple more times in anger.

Julia's completely naked back was finally revealed to Joseph. Her slender
waist , rounded buttocks, and long, smooth pink legs, combined with the image of her magnificent breasts
, made him uncontrollably excited.

Suddenly, Julia stopped singing, turned to face Joseph, her face flushed with
embarrassment , and used a towel to cover her private parts.

"Aren't you coming out? How long are you going to peep?" Julia said coquettishly.

Joseph was startled by Julia. He thought, "So she already knew I was spying.
Could it be because of the fairy's sensitive ears?"

Joseph immediately pushed open the door and went out. This time, it was Julia who was terrified, screaming,
"You're not Roberto!"

"You know each other?" Joseph asked, kicking the man's head. Julia didn't answer.
While Joseph was distracted, she picked up her clothes that she had just taken off and ran
out .

Joseph didn't care about anything else. He chased after her and tackled her to the ground, covering her
cherry-like mouth with his hand. He nervously and fearfully watched the movements outside. Only after there was nothing unusual outside
did he pull Julia up and move her towards the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom and closing the door, Joseph whispered in Julia's ear,
"I'll let you go if you stop screaming. Otherwise, you're just forcing me to hurt you." Julia
quickly nodded in agreement.

Her first words were, "Who are you? What do you want?"

"I'm here to see someone," Joseph replied.

"Are you here to see my husband? Or to have an affair with me?" Julia asked again.

"I thought you were a sacred virgin, but it turns out you're not only married, but also
cheating . What a disappointment!" Joseph exclaimed.

Since Julia, this beautiful woman, was such a promiscuous woman, Joseph felt there
was no need to be polite. His hands began to freely caress her smooth, alabaster-like body; her
breasts and buttocks were indeed incredibly firm, and her skin was white and tender.

"You're wrong to say that. My husband and I love each other very much. He was injured and unable to have
sex . To satisfy my needs, he asked me to find someone for a one-night stand. I didn't originally intend
to find any lovers, but I couldn't bear to see him feel guilty, so I didn't refuse." Julia
moaned in Joseph's arms, her head swaying from side to side, her snow-white, lamb-like body
struggling .

"Does every harlot make this excuse?" Joseph
said, biting Julia's long ear.

Chapter Six: The Sensual Bathroom

"Whether you believe it or not is your freedom, but I have to make it clear to you beforehand: do you want to replace
Roberto outside and have a one-night stand with me?" Julia's panting was seductive and alluring, igniting a burning desire in one's body.

"That depends on how you please me. I don't sleep with every woman I see." Joseph said arrogantly
, rubbing her firm breasts with both hands and playing with her rosy nipples.

"Don't be so presumptuous. You've been the one flirting with me and molesting me from beginning to end," Julia
said through gritted teeth.

Joseph released Julia and stood guard at the bathroom door. He didn't mind this kind of romantic encounter; the important thing
was not to miss his meeting with Princess Anne. Julia didn't offer herself to him. Instead,
she wrapped a towel around herself and tidied her hair, which Joseph had messed up.

"There are eight bodyguards my husband sent outside the bathroom. If I don't get out safely,
they'll come in. Also, my husband can't stand sharing me with other men. My
one-night stands are just sex tools to satisfy me. To prevent me from developing feelings for my sex tools,
my husband has his men kill anyone who has been with me even once. If you're as fearless as Roberto outside,
then go ahead and take me." Julia sat leisurely by the bathtub, her half-naked
body partially obscured by the steam. The mist turned into water droplets that clung to her cleavage, making her look incredibly
alluring.

"You really have no taste in men. Those slick-haired men aren't afraid of death, do you
think I am?" Joseph grabbed Julia's soft hand, looking down into her beautiful green
eyes .

"If I spend one night with you, I'll be killed. If I don't choose someone I hate or someone who deserves to die, my
conscience won't allow it! Roberto, like you, doesn't believe what I'm saying, but there's no
such thing as a free lunch. Fairy beauties are rare, and human men all love to call themselves ladies. Don't they think
it's possible to be ladies without paying a price?" Julia's beautiful legs were crossed, sometimes left above
right, sometimes right above left. Each time she changed position, the dark shadow under the towel aroused endless
fantasies , making people want to pin her down and conquer her on the spot.

Joseph laughed and said, "Whether you're telling the truth or not, I need to see someone important.
You stay in the bathroom and don't worry about me. I'll let you go after I'm done, but until then,
you're free anyway. Even though we don't have much time, we can still have some fun."

"You...you really dare..." Julia was very surprised.

"There's nothing I'm afraid of." Joseph shrugged, pulling Julia into his
arms , her ample breasts pressed against his chest.

"Since you're a married woman, you have no reason not to know how to give oral sex and breast-slapping, right? Come on!" Joseph urged, pressing
Julia down beneath him, then raised an eyebrow and asked, "What? You're not afraid, are you?"

Julia reached out her slender hand and touched Joseph's hard erection, immediately
showing great interest, "It seems quite large!" Then she unzipped his pants, using her ten soft, boneless
fingers to part the grass and reveal the erect member before her.

"Hehe! It's still like a little child's, a delicate pink!" Julia teased.

"Color doesn't matter, size is what matters!" Joseph, deeply annoyed,
slapped his aggression, saying defiantly, "You know what? You wanton fairy noblewoman."

Julia's long ears immediately drooped, her brows furrowing in displeasure. She said, "Men always
say women are wanton, but they don't even consider that if we were like clay or wood sculptures, you men would call
us frigid or stone women." As she spoke, she stroked Joseph's
penis , making it harder and more erect.

"Hmm... your hands, which have never been used, are so soft and smooth!" Joseph praised
comfortably .

"How is it?" Julia asked, gripping Joseph's penis tightly with her fingers.

"It's alright." Joseph felt as if a piece of cool white jade was placed on his penis,
except that jade was hard, while Julia's hands were soft and tender.

"It feels really good, doesn't it!" Julia lowered her head and kissed Joseph's penis with her red lips, her fingers
moving up and down in rhythm. She then extended her delicate tongue, her fragrant lips and tongue encircling
Joseph's member, licking and sucking.

"Hoo..." Joseph was overjoyed.

"How is it? Not going to ejaculate so soon, are you?" Julia covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm not a virgin," Joseph replied unhappily.

"Is that so? How about this?" Julia gently lifted her breasts, using her large, firm
breasts to encircle Joseph's member.

Julia knelt at Joseph's feet, using her delicate hands and her large, papaya-like breasts to
alternately caress and rub Joseph's penis with alternating cool and warm touches.

"This married woman's technique is really good," Joseph said, feeling his desire burning ever brighter.

"You should feel honored. Fairy women aren't people that just anyone can approach
," Julia said, lightly brushing a strand of her golden hair aside.

"Is that so?" Joseph replied casually.

"Of course!" Julia's eyes sparkled as she spoke, then parted her red lips and gracefully
took his erect member into her mouth. Inside her fragrant mouth, Joseph's member was
being teased by her nimble tongue, his desire burning fiercely within him. At the same time, her soft hands
rhythmically played with Joseph's testicles.

"Ah!" Joseph exclaimed softly, watching Julia with his erect member in her mouth, her eyes filled with
tender affection as she looked at him.

"A little deeper," Joseph said, pressing Julia's head down.

Yulia's delicate tongue seemed capable of melting everything, clinging tightly to Joseph. Her warm,
fragrant lips, like a jade ring, encircled his penis, while her large, white breasts rubbed
against incessantly, sending waves of pleasure crashing over him. After reaching his climax, Joseph ejaculated
into Yulia's mouth with pleasure.

The milky taste made Yulia instinctively want to pull back and spit it out, but Joseph held her head
firmly, releasing his seed of life in succession.

"Mmm..." Yulia finally swallowed all the seed of life, then
reluctantly still-erect penis, complaining, "You're so mean! You forced me
to drink it!"

"I'm replenishing your nutrition; this is the essence of life!" Joseph laughed.

"Then you're satisfied. Can I put my clothes back on now?" Yulia asked, her body calming down from its arousal
.

"Not yet," Joseph said, picking up Yulia's expensive purple silk panties.

"You pervert!" Yulia muttered awkwardly.

Joseph then forcefully shoved the panties into Yulia's mouth, startling her into a stunned silence.

"To avoid you disturbing us, you need to keep absolutely quiet." Joseph ripped off Yulia
's towel and used it to tightly bind her slender hands.

Although Yulia struggled, she couldn't break free. In the end, completely naked, with the panties in her mouth and
her hands bound behind her back, she humiliatingly exposed her beautiful body.

Joseph admired Yulia's exquisite and alluring body, especially her newly discovered vulva.
The fine, golden hair was neither too thick nor too sparse, but of just the right density, while her labia were full, tightly closed, round and lovely.

Feeling uncomfortable under Joseph's gaze, Yulia turned her back to him and stepped into
the bathtub . From behind, her shoulders were incredibly slender and alluring, her entire body curvaceous, with curves in all the right places
.

Julia immersed herself in the pool, only her shoulders exposed. With her panties in her mouth, she
lowered her head in shame and embarrassment.

Joseph, meanwhile, lay in ambush in the bathroom, waiting for Princess Anne's arrival. There were at least
ten baths of varying sizes; hiding someone squatting down was easy.

A short while later, a figure entered the changing room, and a clear female voice said to the outside:
"Don't blame me for not warning you beforehand. Although I am a prisoner, I am still a princess of a nation. If you dare to peep at or humiliate me
again , you'd better be prepared for a broken bone."

Princess Anne, already deeply humiliated today,
was furious at these soldiers' added insult to injury by spying on her.

The soldiers outside lewdly sneered, "What's with the airs! A princess is indeed a princess, but
a princess of a fallen kingdom. You can't touch her, you can't even look at her."

Another soldier said, "Forget it! Three people have already had
their bones broken by her for touching breasts and peeping at them bathing. Even if the higher-ups whip her as punishment, this shameless woman..."
"I'm not afraid of being beaten. It's not worth lying in a hospital bed for months over something like this!"

"Anyone who dares to be rude will not be let off lightly!" Princess Anne said sternly.

"Damn it! You're just a slave. Who do you think you are? I bet you a hundred
copper coins you'll definitely lose to the gladiator in your next match, and tens of thousands of spectators will watch you lose your virginity in public." The soldier
cursed.

"Then you're bound to lose!" Princess Anne sneered.

Princess Anne, naked in the dressing room, let her brown hair, tied in a ponytail, fall over her shoulders,
wrapped a towel around her neck, and sighed deeply. Except in the bathroom, she could hardly find a moment
of peace .

"The Carthaginians are all devils, and that Helena is especially hateful. She deliberately made me lose control of my bladder in
front of . How can I face her after that? Afterwards, to force me to reveal whether anyone
helped me, she repeatedly gave me enemas, dripped wax on me, whipped me, and so on, leaving
faint red haven't faded yet." Thinking about how long this hellish existence might continue,
Princess Anne could only nervously enter the bathroom.

Although she saw Julia in the bath, Princess Anne didn't greet her. This wasn't
out of rudeness or arrogance, but because to her, every Carthaginian was an enemy.

Joseph, who was secretly watching, almost whistled in admiration. Although Princess Anne's breasts weren't as full as
Julia's, her petite figure had its own beauty. Her strong, unyielding, and aloof face, paired with her porcelain-like
smooth skin, possessed a unique kind of beauty.

Princess Anne slowly approached the bath, unfolded a towel, folded it neatly, and placed it beside her, allowing Joseph to get
a full view of her body. Her breasts were beautifully shaped, the nipples and clitoris a vibrant pink,
while her lower body was a surprisingly lush brown forest. Her every
gesture and exuded the noble refinement befitting a princess.

After Princess Anne sat down to bathe, Joseph quietly approached, intending to take her towel first
to ensure she wouldn't make any sudden moves before starting their conversation. He didn't want to end up like the soldiers had described
, with broken bones.

Joseph approached silently, deftly pulling the towel towards her. Just
as , his hand tightened—Princess Anne was holding the other end of the towel.

Princess Anne's face flushed red with anger, her brown eyes seeming to spit fire: "You
Carthaginian villains have gone too far!"

"Ah! I mean no harm. I just wanted to ask you something. Do you remember? I was
the one who helped you win the duel today," Joseph said sincerely.

"I remember! You're one of those demons who gambled away my sister's and my lives and chastity for their own amusement
and gambling." Princess Anne gathered her magic in her fingers, one hand gripping a towel, the other
striking with lightning speed, two fingers aimed straight for Joseph's eyes.

Joseph hadn't expected Princess Anne's attack to be so ruthless. He
narrowly dodged , avoiding being blinded, and immediately
reached for Princess Anne's chest with his free left hand.

"You shameless lecher!" Princess Anne's pretty
face flushed red with anger at Joseph's lewd counterattack. She bent her slender waist and dodged backward, letting Joseph's hand
brush past .

Princess Anne's dodge made Joseph, who was watching from the front,
admire . Her firm, white breasts swayed backward, the rosy buds almost
touched by Joseph's fingers.

Next, Princess Anne retaliated. Using the buoyancy of the water to support her body, she pressed one hand against
the bottom of the tub for support, and her left leg shot out from the water, aiming straight for Joseph's throat.

This move was enough to cause a nosebleed even before it landed! Because of Princess Anne's kicking motion,
her groin was close to the water's surface, while the brown grass on her vulva floated on the surface like seaweed
.

To counter this move, Joseph, who was about to retract his left hand after his failed attack,
boldly groped Princess Anne's tender breasts, giving her a severe mental
blow same time, Joseph relaxed his body and fell backward, using his right hand, which was gripping a towel tightly, to maintain his balance,
narrowly avoiding the kick.

As Princess Anne pulled her leg back, Joseph even boldly licked the sole of her foot.

The thrilling battle of attack and defense temporarily stopped. Princess Anne, ashamed, humiliated, and angry, covered
her breasts and sank her lower body into the water, curling her lower body into a ball. Princess Anne, though a princess of noble birth and
currently a captive, had always been humiliated by women; never before had a man so boldly touched
her breasts and licked her feet.

"What do you want, you lecherous scoundrel?" Princess Anne cried, tears welling in her eyes. Her

heart trembled. Since the fall of her kingdom and the enslavement of her and her sister,
she had vowed never to cry again, to bravely protect her sister. But today, the repeated humiliations, coupled with
the setbacks she suffered at the hands of this lecherous Joseph, had brought her to the brink of collapse, tears streaming down her face.

"No! If I don't pull myself together, how will I face Helena's torment
?" Princess Anne quickly gritted her teeth, wiped away her tears, and glared at
Joseph ready to strike at any moment.

"I told you I meant no harm; I just want your help." Although his mind
was still replaying the sensation of Princess Anne's breasts, Joseph still managed a benevolent smile.

Princess Anne, exasperated, said, "No malicious intent? Then why did you touch my breasts!
Would a good person hide here and spy on a lady bathing and changing? Besides, you just tried to steal my
towel. I'm not stupid enough to believe someone as lowly as you."

"What will it take for you to believe me?" Joseph asked, scratching his head sheepishly. He realized
his behavior certainly didn't seem like that of a good person.

"Let go of my towel first. It's mine, and I feel very uncomfortable naked,"
Princess Anne said awkwardly.

Joseph shook his head and said, "Sorry! You'd better stay naked in the bath so we can talk
properly . Otherwise, if you get your hands on the towel, won't you come out of the bath wrapped in it and chase me
? That would alert the soldiers outside."

"I can call the soldiers in right now," Princess Anne threatened.

Joseph replied fearlessly, "Aren't you afraid they'll see you naked? Besides,
they won't help you; they might even use the opportunity to assault you."

"Hmph! How could I trust a lecherous wolf with ill intentions?" Princess Anne
retorted .

Joseph suggested, "How about we give the towel to a trustworthy third party? Or we can just
tear it in half like this; I don't care."

Princess Anne looked at Julia not far away and thought, "This person shows absolutely no fear, screams, or anger that a normal woman should have when a man barges into
the bathroom . Could she be
an accomplice of this lecherous thief?"

"Little Green, come out here," Joseph commanded. Little Green, who usually hid in his pocket
, appeared and flew out.

"Alright!" Princess Anne agreed to this unexpected third party, because if she
didn't, the towel would be useless if it was torn in half.

Little Green reluctantly flew between the two and, with her petite size, barely managed to catch
the towel.

"Miss, catch the towel! Don't let this lecher's eyes get a free pass." Joseph hadn't
expected Xiao Cui to betray him with the towel as soon as she came out.

"You little traitor!" Joseph angrily pulled on
the chain .

"I'm not a slave to you, you human trafficker! I'm a free person!" Xiao Cui struggled to
speak, and because she was having trouble breathing, the heavy towel in her hand fell to the floor.

Princess Anne seized the opportunity, shooting a water jet at Joseph's eyes while leaping out of
the bathtub and grabbing the towel.

"I'm not that easy to lose! Xiao Cui, you traitor, I'll teach
you a lesson later." Although his eyes were temporarily closed, Joseph managed to grab the other end of the towel,
and the two maintained their standoff, each holding one end.

However, Princess Anne was standing naked outside the bathtub at this moment. When she realized this
, she immediately screamed and crouched down, shrinking into a ball to avoid Joseph's lecherous gaze. Although she
had suffered Helena's humiliation, at least Helena was a woman, while Joseph was a real man.

"It seems Your Highness is more polite when you're naked." Joseph's eyes were glued
to Princess Anne's naked beauty as she emerged from the water, while he tried to snatch the towel
away .

Princess Anne was in a state of turmoil. After stepping out of the bath, she had to use one hand to hold
the towel , and her other hand was insufficient to cover her naked body. Whether she fought or fled,
any large movement would only provide this lecherous thief with a feast for the eyes.

"Your Highness, let me help you." Little Cui, the slave who betrayed her master, immediately flew in front of
Joseph , spreading her arms to block his view, allowing Princess Anne to move freely.

"You traitor!" Joseph roared, and Little Cui made a face in retaliation.

Once Princess Anne regained her mobility, she immediately swept her leg across Joseph's feet, causing
him to lose his balance and fall forward in a sorry state.

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