These ladies didn't have much mercy on the little boy. Many of them were screaming in agony. Carl frowned. The dance suddenly became quiet. Michelle walked slowly into everyone's sight. She was wearing a gorgeous silk evening gown and walked gracefully to the front of the stage. As she walked onto the stage, the two women in front and behind Carl temporarily let go of him and looked towards the stage. Michelle smiled slightly and bowed gracefully to everyone: "The first show tonight is a purebred elf." As she finished her words, two maids slowly came forward pushing an exquisite box. The box was carefully placed in the center of the stage, and everyone's eyes were focused on this mysterious box. Michelle waved her hand gently, and the maids carefully opened the box.
The moment the box was opened, the tied elf boy was revealed inside. The boy is very handsome, with the unique androgynous beauty of an elf. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with deep hatred, as if he wanted to direct all his anger and resentment at everyone present. Carl also frowned. Elves are very common, otherwise there wouldn't be so many elf half-breeds. "I believe everyone knows that elves are a very stubborn race." Michelle looked at the beautiful elf boy under her: "He originally had a happy family, but human mercenaries broke into his home, killed his parents, and sold him to me." The ladies in the audience seemed to have guessed what was going to happen. They all began to smile. Michelle paused, squatted in front of the elf boy, and smiled: "Although I didn't instruct those mercenaries to kill your parents, they did those outrageous things because they could get money from me. Do you hate me?" The elf boy had a cloth tied in his mouth and could only make "wuwu" sounds. But the anger in his eyes seemed to want to eat Michelle alive. "What a scary look." Michelle laughed and said, "Let's play a game. If you beg for mercy from me, I will spare you." "Woo woo!" the elf boy roared. "Let's start." Michelle stood up. Without her command, two maids came up and tied the elf boy to a special wooden chair. Judging from his proficiency, he does this kind of thing quite often. The elf boy was soon fixed motionless. "Then let the game begin~" Michelle opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of teasing in her voice: "Who can make him beg for mercy?" She pointed at the tied elf boy, "You will have a chance to receive a work from the dwarf master." As she spoke, a maid slowly walked onto the stage carrying an exquisite tray.
On the tray was an exquisite little open box, inside which lay a beautifully shaped necklace. When the ladies saw the necklace, some of them covered their mouths with their folding fans to maintain their aristocratic dignity, but they could not conceal the greed and desire in their eyes. One of the ladies, who was dressed elegantly, patted the little boy beside her and motioned him to go on stage. The little boy was obviously a little scared. He trembled, looked up at the lady, met her gaze, and walked onto the stage tremblingly. The rag on the elf boy's mouth was torn off, and he was cursing at Michelle, but his vocabulary was limited and only caused laughter from the audience. The little boy walked behind the elf boy, held his waist, and picked up an object polished into a cylindrical shape from the side. The elf seemed to realize what was about to happen and began to shout in fear. But his struggles were unable to free himself from the ropes around his body. A shrill scream came from his mouth. This scream caused the ladies in the audience to laugh, and they all looked over here with great interest. The little boy pulled out the gem, and as the audience watched, he performed it himself, a sickly gleam in his eyes. The elf boy let out a series of shrill screams, which mixed with the laughter from the audience. Carl frowned and looked at the sick smiles around him. What Aisha said that night came to his mind: "This world is sick." Carl was keenly aware of a gaze and looked over. It was the little boy who followed Michelle during the day, looking at him with undisguised threat in his eyes. The little boy on the stage didn't last long. The elf boy gritted his teeth and did not beg for mercy. Then, one after another came forward. His screams grew weaker. The ground was covered with blood. The smell of blood mixed with the aroma of wine from the dance. Until the elf boy lost too much blood and fainted. "It seems that I didn't make him surrender. I can only save the prize for next time." Michelle smiled elegantly: "There will be a special show next." She said and waved. A maid came over and motioned for Carl to leave with them, as well as the little boys brought by the ladies. Even the musicians who were playing stopped playing and were asked to leave by the maids. Carl started the time stop without any hesitation and entered the room from his perspective. He was very curious about what show made all of them leave first. Chapter 47: You Can Climb Trees Too The maids led the little boys away in an orderly manner.
At this moment, there were only a dozen noble ladies left in the venue. They were lying lazily on the sofa, with anticipation in their eyes, ready to enjoy a good show. Carl hid behind a sofa, carefully concealing his figure. He had no stealth skills, so he could only hold his breath and look at the stage. Michelle moved gracefully and lay on a sofa. The little boy came up immediately and prepared to give her a massage. "No need, you are the protagonist today." "Ah?" The little boy was stunned, then he was happy: "Mom, what should I do?" Mishil smiled at him. Several noble ladies came over gracefully and hugged the little boy from behind. "Sorry, sister, I am my mother's child." The little boy tried to break free from her arms. He was also a noble now, different from those untouchables that they could play with at will. "I know, young Earl." The noble ladies pressed him to the ground and stepped hard on his lower body. "Ah?!" The little boy let out a shrill scream, lying on the ground, looking at Michelle: "Mom, save me!" Michelle looked at him with a twisted smile in her eyes. "Tonight is still long, let's play slowly." The noble ladies picked up various toys from the side: "In front of your mother." "?" Karl hid behind the sofa, confused. Is this the truth about why the Countess would choose a child as her adopted son? A special kind of PLAY. Carl actually had no hostility towards the little boy who provoked him. A normal person would not bother with a fool. But seeing his current situation, I can't help but feel some sympathy for him. Listening to his miserable cries and watching these noble ladies stepping on his body with their high heels, he would most likely not survive the night. Carl would not save him and would use time stop. The next second, the whole world stopped. Carl came out from his hiding place. He was already disgusted with this place and there was no need to hide any longer. He looked at Michelle, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, watching her child being abused by the other wives with a sick smile on her face. Her slightly bulging belly did not give her any feminine or maternal qualities. Carl frowned, walked up to her, took out the dragon weapon, and without hesitation, pushed her down on the sofa and started purification directly to determine whether there was a symbiote. This was the main purpose of his coming. "Strange, why is it so tight?" Carl frowned. Michelle was pregnant, not a young girl. He gritted his teeth and pushed hard with his body, finally managing to push it open.
He would have no mercy on a woman like Michelle. As he thrusted, he undressed her and placed his hands on her belly. This was the first time he had used a pregnant woman. However, the touch on his hand was completely different from the soft skin he had expected, with an indescribable strangeness. "What's going on?" Carl frowned. Although he had never used a pregnant woman, this was obviously not the feel of skin. His hand did not stop, but slowly stroked down along Michelle's abdomen. The strange touch extended all the way to her waist, and then gradually turned into the skin texture he was familiar with. Carl's nails gently groped along the strange bulge. Suddenly, his nails scratched a gap. He had an idea and pulled it hard. He tore a piece of silicone-like object off Michelle's abdomen, revealing the flat belly underneath. Carl was stunned. What he saw was not only the flat abdomen, but also the faintly visible abdominal muscle lines and the dark brown skin. "Dark Elf?!" He took a look at Michelle's mature and beautiful appearance and fair skin. She was undoubtedly a mature beauty. But the skin on her abdomen gave her away. Carl frowned. He just came here to look for the symbiote, but he made an unexpected discovery. "call.." He exhaled, the dark elf was really tight. He traced his fingertips along the edge of her abdomen, which was obviously some kind of camouflage. "Forget it, let's finish it first." Since she also had a secret, Karl didn't worry about any complications. He turned her body over and discovered that her waist-to-hip ratio was really large. The figure is more attractive than it looks. Carl didn't hesitate at all and did a thorough job. It didn't end until he let out a satisfied breath. Just stick some skin pretending to be pregnant on her. Since she is afraid of being exposed, she will naturally handle the whole thing herself. Carl put his clothes in order and walked out of the door of the ball. After the upgrade, his time stop distance is 300 meters, and he can wait until he walks out before releasing the time stop. He opened the door and saw a tree-shaped monster wrapped in white ribbons. It looked like a walking tree, swaying its branches in a world where time had stopped. It was extremely strange. "The Invisible Girl?" Carl was stunned. Why did she appear here? He vaguely saw a human face among the tangled branches. He was familiar with that face; it was the only half-elf among the hybrids that stood behind Aisha that night. Carl's gaze turned again to the position where the half-elf had originally stood, which was the position of the elf musician who would perform tonight.
In an instant, he restored the whole process in his mind. As expected, Aisha's men had set their sights on these noble ladies who held brothel parties. Send this elf in to sneak in. Carl was not in disguise, so the elf probably recognized him, so it didn't take any action. He just stopped time during the dance. He stood outside, and the invisible woman inside him showed her original form. The moment when Carl and the branch looked at each other.