Her small hands trembled as she untied the laces of her dress, and as she moved, the snow-white dress slid down her skin and fell to the ground. Pearl is an elf with first-rate looks and a body that is just beginning to develop. Although she doesn't have the curves of her mother, she is well aware of her advantages. She covered her upper part with one arm and her lower part with the other. There was nothing interesting to see originally, but when she covered it with her hand, it instead had a youthful and taboo feeling. She raised her head, her cheeks flushed with nervousness and fear. "Lord City Lord, I can promise to do anything, but can you please stop bullying my mother?" After saying that, Pearl lowered her head even lower, as if she was afraid to see Carl's reaction. Her fingers were twisted together. Pearl waited for a while, but when Carl didn't speak, she raised her head and pleaded, "I'm willing to do anything to repay you, as long as you don't beat Mom." “No.” Karl said firmly: “I promised your mother that I would not touch you.”
"?" Pearl's expression froze on her face instantly. She had thought of all possible outcomes, but she never expected that Carl would reject her request because of his promise to her mother. There was a flash of surprise in her eyes. This man was quite principled. Pearl put down her hands and exposed her chest. Although it had just begun to develop, it already had the unique curves of a woman, and especially the tenderness unique to a young girl. "It's okay. Mom doesn't need to know about our affairs. Just don't hit me." There was a slight tremor in her voice. Karl still shook his head firmly, stood up and said, "No. I have to do what I say." "But," he changed the subject, "I am indeed aroused by you." Pei'er's eyes flashed with determination, and she lowered her head: "Please...please be gentle, I'm afraid of pain." Carl stood up suddenly and grabbed her by the back of the neck. Pearl was stunned by this sudden action. Since Pearl was unable to resist, Carl quickly carried her out of the study and walked towards Angelina's room. When he came to Angelina's room and saw that she was still sleeping, he threw Pearl onto Angelina's bed roughly. Angelina was awakened by the sudden noise. She opened her eyes and saw her daughter lying on the bed without clothes, and Carl standing at the door with a cold face. Angelina looked panicked. She quickly hugged her daughter tightly in her arms and pleaded, "Lord City Lord, you promised me..." "Angelina, take care of your daughter." Carl's voice was cold, and he repeated to Angelina everything Pearl had said before. "..." Angelina's mouth twitched. "I was aroused by your daughter, you take responsibility." Carl walked forward and turned Angelina over. "Wait..." Angelina wanted to ask for mercy not in front of Pearl, but she couldn't say it out loud because she wanted Pearl to do something. Then she said: "Ah?!!" She let out a shrill scream, and Carl used her back. Pearl's fist hardened as she watched her mother's blood run down her thighs and onto the bed sheets. Chapter 88 The taste of the elves is really good
Angelina is a purebred elf with a slender figure. Even though she is a mother, her figure is only slightly rounder than that of a girl. She was hugged from behind by Carl, who was a head shorter than her, a typical example of a small horse pulling a big cart. "Ugh..." Angelina closed her eyes in pain and supported her body with her hands. Every impact tore her wounds, and blood flowed down her fair skin and across her slender legs, which was a shocking sight. She gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain. Pearl was by her side, and she couldn't let her daughter hear her groan. This was the only dignity she had left. "So smooth." Carl hugged her smooth and slender waist. He also experienced the pleasure of being a purebred elf. They are good-looking, with beautiful blonde hair shaking as they are hit. No matter which part of her body they grab with their hands, they can clearly feel the smoothness in their palms. The elf's body fat is very low and his muscles are soft, so when he attacks now, even if Angelina has not been developed, he can still hold her open just by exerting force. The bleeding was a bit severe. In comparison, the dark elf's muscles were too dense. During the day in the torture room, he had to beat the thick fat with an iron rod many times before he knocked Hill out. Pearl was on the same stage, watching her mother being bullied. She saw that Carl was thicker than her forearm and looked like he was going to pierce her mother. And the painful expression on my mother's face, all this is because of her. Pearl clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh, but she could do nothing. Carl closed his eyes, pressed Angelina's slender waist tightly, then shuddered and fell back on the bed contentedly. The elf's body was so soft. Angelina had beads of sweat on her forehead and was breathing heavily. Although Carl had taken it away, the tearing pain did not disappear, and her blood mixed with what Carl left behind. The severe pain continued. When Karl loosened his hands around her slender waist, he felt his body go limp and fell back onto the bed. Carl glanced at the collapsed Angelina. It was a great experience to bully the beautiful young elf mother. He checked his own condition. It's an increase of 10 percent compared to before. In front of his daughter, he developed the young mother's back, which was recognized by the system as a new way of playing. Now his progress has reached 30% of the third level. If he develops seven more ways to play, he will be able to reach the fourth level. Carl glanced at Pearl beside him and said to Angelina, "Have you forgotten what you learned today?" Angelina shuddered when she heard this. This young city lord had some special fetishes that she had never heard of before, and he had people clean up with their mouths afterwards. She secretly glanced at her daughter beside her. Pearl was drowning in self-blame, and her clear eyes showed worry and regret for her. Angelina felt a pain in her heart, she didn’t want to do it in front of her daughter, so she could only look at Karl helplessly. She was met with Karl’s cold eyes.
She could only struggle to hold up her tired body, even though every movement caused piercing pain from her back. Angelina crawled to Karl’s side, not daring to look at her daughter’s expression, and slowly opened her mouth. When Pearl saw her mother's behavior, she couldn't believe it and her eyes widened. On the vast plain outside San Marino, the Brotherhood's army had all arrived, but Aisha was not in a hurry to order an attack on the city. Instead, he began to organize and integrate this team composed of adventurers and former residents. Organize strong adventurers and residents into teams, select team leaders, and conduct unified training. Those who failed were assigned as logistics soldiers and began to build a supply line from Wind Chime City in the rear to San Marino City. This mob formed for revenge is quietly transforming from a mob into a well-trained regular army. At this time, the atmosphere in the makeshift tent was solemn. Aisha sat in the main seat, in front of her sat a sturdy man in his thirties with a resolute face and anger in his eyes. He carried a huge sword on his back, which was almost as tall as him. Behind him stood two companions, a man and a woman. "The new city lord, Carl, killed my father and captured my wife while I was away." This person is Caesar, the legendary adventurer of San Marino. His voice was low and angry, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He clenched his hands into fists, as if he was trying hard to control his emotions. "Karl is not the city lord." Aisha looked relieved. "He persuaded the adventurers to kill the previous city lord and seize the position of city lord. This behavior is not allowed by the empire." "Huh?" Caesar asked in confusion. "San Marino City needs a hero to restore order." Aisha looked at Caesar and said, "Let me be frank. I will fully support you in becoming the new mayor of the city." "But all this requires you to show enough strength to cooperate with me." Caesar frowned upon hearing this. He was not an ignorant person and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Captain Aisha, I just want to avenge my father and rescue my wife. I just want to be an adventurer and have no interest in the position of city lord." "Really? That's really a pity." Aisha didn't show any surprise and nodded to Roy beside her. Roy understood and left the tent. Soon, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a figure walked in like an iron tower. It was Locke, a black-armored knight who was two meters tall. Following closely behind was Hera, who was wearing fine leather armor, had animal ears, a tall stature, and a stern face. The two walked up to Aisha and bowed respectfully. Aisha pointed at the two men and said to Caesar, "They are my strongest fighters. They will contact our compatriots in San Marino and help you kill Carl." Caesar's eyes moved between the two men. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from them and knew that these two men were indeed extraordinary. He nodded solemnly: "Thank you very much, Captain Aisha. After I kill Carl, I will take my wife and leave San Marino forever."
Caesar and his two companions, as well as Hera and Locke, a total of five people, set out from the camp together. Inside the tent, Yihu Shengying appeared. She held the back of her head with both hands and tilted her head: "Captain, they are no match for Carl. That guy is super strong." "Hehe~ I promise I won't surrender to the enemy. Let me go with you to take a look, okay?" Aisha ignored her, stood up, and looked through the gap in the tent at the soldiers training outside under the scorching sun: "That's enough." At the same time, a gorgeous carriage slowly drove out of the city gate. Carl sat in the carriage, looking calm. Hill sat opposite Carl, frowning, "Lord City Lord, our spies have already found signs of Caesar's actions. I suggest that we wait until they enter the city before encircling and killing them." Karl waved his hand: "No need to bother, I specially prepared a gift for him." At her feet, Amanda's hands were tied behind her back, and her abdomen was slightly bulging, obviously having been injected with a lot of things. Chapter 89: Close Combat with the Evil God Caesar and his team were walking quickly through the forest. They were all experienced adventurers and left almost no trace as they walked. Over a hundred meters away, the black knight Locke and the beast-eared girl Hera followed silently, their figures appearing and disappearing in the shadows of the trees like ghosts. This subtle sense of distance made Caesar feel uneasy. The human female mage took a few quick steps and approached Caesar: "Boss, they may be planning to attack us after we kill Carl." The orc warrior also came over, his tone showing excitement for the upcoming battle: "I heard that Carl is good at bewitching people, but not good at fighting. We can definitely deal with him. How about we deal with those two guys first?" Caesar tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Locke and Hera who were approaching and approaching from behind him. With a vigilant look in his eyes, he whispered, "Stay alert. Let's go into the city first to find out Carl's strength." He and his teammates were completing a mission outside when they were invited by Aisha, who told him that his father had been killed and his wife had been taken away in the city. Then he sent someone to help him. He also promised him the position of city lord. Caesar is not stupid. He knows that Aisha is using him as a gun. He does not have a strong desire for revenge, but now the two people behind him have become supervisors. He is still pondering the pros and cons. Just then, a gorgeous carriage slowly drove along the road. The body of the carriage was inlaid with gold edges, and the curtains were embroidered with exquisite patterns. It sparkled in the sun and was very magnificent. Caesar and his team stopped and looked at the carriage. They knew this carriage. It was the carriage of the former Count, the Lord of San Marino. The door of the carriage opened, and Carl calmly got off the carriage, followed by Hill. He looked at Caesar not far away: "Hello, my name is Carl. You wanted to seek revenge on me, and now I am here." Caesar and his companions were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that Carl, who was portrayed as almost devilish in the rumors, was actually such a seemingly harmless boy.
At this moment, a dark shadow flashed past them like lightning. The black knight Locke rushed to the front of Caesar and others. With him as the center, countless flowing black ribbons quickly wrapped around Caesar and his two companions as if they had life. A deep and powerful voice came from Locke's armor: "Be careful, he will use space magic to teleport. My armor will protect you, don't get too far away from me." Caesar and others immediately came to their senses and raised their weapons. "Time stops."