The mother had an oval face and was unexpectedly beautiful, possessing a special charm unique to a new mother. The Dark Elves understood this well and did not change their clothes.
Her clothes couldn't cover her body, revealing her mature figure underneath.
Carl's smile was exceptionally gentle: "Madam, what is your name?"
"Ah... my name is Weiwei." Weiwei felt Carl's warm gaze and visibly relaxed. This Lord of the City was completely different from the nobles she had heard about.
Coupled with Carl's handsome appearance,
the tension in her heart quietly lessened a few points.
Her daughter beside her also felt the warmth in Carl's tone and cautiously raised her head. Unlike her mother, the little Cat-eared Girl's face was round, with large, very cute eyes.
"Madam Weiwei, if you were to leave now, it might be dangerous. I suggest you temporarily stay in the City Lord's Mansion." Carl said with a smile.
"Thank you very much!" Weiwei quickly nodded, her ears still perked up. She was an adult and didn't trust people that easily.
But now, she had no choice.
Weiwei's hand quietly tugged at her collar, trying to cover the inadvertently exposed skin.
Even though she was already a mother, being seen like this by a boy younger than herself still made her feel shy.
Carl's gaze turned to the little Cat Girl, his tone gentle: "What's your name?"
"My name is Xiaoqi!" The Cat Girl Xiaoqi clearly had no resistance to the powerful and handsome Carl, her face flushed. After just a few simple words with Carl, she let down her guard.
Her big eyes blinked at Carl.
"Xiaoqi, how old are you this year?" Carl reached out to stroke the little girl's head, his hand touching her Cat Ears.
"13!" Xiaoqi's ears twitched. Cat-eared Girls really liked being stroked, and she even actively rubbed her head against his palm.
Weiwei watched everything, a flicker of relief in her eyes. She felt as if she had entered a fairy tale world; this noble City Lord was truly a good person.
The next second, her body suddenly stiffened. A hand was placed on her thigh, moving upwards along her skin.
Weiwei secretly glanced at Carl from the corner of her eye. He was gently stroking Xiaoqi's head like an older brother, asking her about her family, smiling warmly and brightly.
But his other hand had already reached inside her, without any preamble, his fingertips rudely entering.
"Xiaoqi, would you and your mother like to live here?" Carl said with a smile. The little Cat-eared Girl's head felt really good to touch, especially her furry Cat Ears.
"Ah, I...!" Xiaoqi clearly wanted to agree, then her big eyes looked at her mother, wanting to ask for her opinion.
Weiwei desperately squeezed her legs together, her smile strained. One arm instinctively rested on her abdomen, the other swept up her long hair, her gaze evasive:
"Tha... Thank you, Lord of the City."
She clearly felt that the two fingers were rough, inconsistent with his appearance.
The situation now was very delicate. If Carl really pushed her down and violated her in front of her daughter, she would be helpless.
But Carl also left her some dignity; at least from her daughter's perspective, Carl's fingers couldn't be seen.
Xiaoqi was clearly very happy to hear her mother agree, her big eyes blinking.
"Xiaoqi, you can call me Big Brother Carl from now on." Carl felt the muddiness and intense compression at his fingertips, thinking to himself, "So tight."
Perhaps Cat Girls were naturally narrower, coupled with her extreme tension.
His two fingers were completely sucked in for a moment.
Carl, like a caring big brother, chatted with Xiaoqi for a while longer. His fingertips, initially tight, were now completely muddy, but still incredibly tight.
During their conversation, he learned that Weiwei's job was teaching at the newly opened Children's Academy in the City Lord's Mansion.
"Then try this."
Carl had someone bring a noble toy similar to a Rubik's Cube, threw it to Xiaoqi, and gestured for Weiwei to teach her.
Xiaoqi had never seen anything like this. She sat on the chair, holding the toy, racking her brains and playing happily, calling out "Mommy" constantly. The parent-child interaction was warm and harmonious.
Weiwei stood behind her daughter, a strained smile on her face, gently pressing against her daughter from behind with her body, making it difficult for her daughter to turn around at this moment.
Because behind her, her long skirt had long been lifted.
Carl held the Cat Girl's slender waist, and looking down, he could see little ka galloping. Due to the size difference, there were some minor tears, and blood mixed with fluid dripped down her thighs and onto the ground.
Carl continued to chat with Xiaoqi like a big brother, guiding her with the toy.
"Lord of the City." Hill's voice suddenly appeared faintly.
"?!" Weiwei's muscles instantly tensed.
Xiaoqi also wanted to turn her head in confusion but was held tightly by her mother, which made her eyes puzzled.
"Holy crap..." Carl almost cried out for a moment. Cat Girls were already narrow, and with that sudden contraction, he almost puked. He turned to Hill:
"Is something wrong?"
Hill was already accustomed to his strange postures: "Our people have surrounded the tavern rented by the Black Eagle Mercenary Group. We have a new discovery: they are connected to the Grand Duke of the Northern Territory."
"Oh?" Carl was momentarily stunned. This was an unexpected bonus. He laboriously withdrew from Weiwei's body.
Next time, he had to try to see if all Cat Girls were tight, or if Weiwei was exceptionally gifted.
He called a maid and had her take Xiaoqi to bathe and change clothes.
Carl adjusted his pants, turned and left with Hill. He looked back and saw that Weiwei hadn't followed her daughter but was standing still, staring at him.
"Madam Weiwei, aren't you going to accompany Xiaoqi?"
"Ah?" Weiwei's eyes were dazed. She cautiously asked: "Isn't... isn't it finished?"
"Oh, it's fine. We'll do it secretly again when your daughter is there." Carl waved his hand and left with Hill.
"?" Weiwei watched his retreating figure, her beautiful expression twisted. Was there really nothing wrong with this young City Lord's mental state?
Chapter 150: I Don't Eat Beef
Carl and Hill hurried together to the tavern where the Black Eagle Mercenary Group was located. He somewhat regretted not finishing with the beautiful Cat Girl's mother just now.
His pants felt uncomfortable now.
Hill led the way, her gaze inadvertently glancing at his pants, her expression subtle: "You like the Cat Clan very much?"
"I have no racial prejudice. I equally like any beautiful race." Carl quickened his pace: "But are the Cat Clan particularly tight?"
Weiwei already had a daughter, but his experience just now was even narrower than with Saintess Chris.
"Multiple factors." Hill replied calmly: "Different races have different physiological structures, and naturally, their use will result in different experiences."
As she spoke, she glanced at little ka again.
"As for tightness, there's a branch of the Dog Clan, a matriarchal society, where the females are relatively tall, and their female organs are almost indistinguishable from male external features."
"Ah?" Carl was stunned. That's quite unusual: "If they're like males, then how...?"
"They will envelop the male, taking the initiative." Hill's smile was subtle: "However, the males of their clan are very popular with nobles. They are petite and beautiful, gentle in nature, and non-aggressive. In their clan, males express submission by licking the female's organs."
"..." Carl's mouth twitched. All the females were tall Mature beautiful older sister type who were bigger than you, and all the males were petite and obedient femboys.
As expected of another world, there really are all sorts of bizarre races.
"Want to try?" Hill's smile was meaningful: "They are not a rare race; there are many in San Marino City. Serving the Lord of the City, I don't think they would refuse. The males of their clan are extremely popular in the Red-Light District, you know."
"Sorry, I'm not interested in males." Carl waved his hand, seeing that Hill didn't seem to be joking.
"You often use the back. Does gender matter?" Hill said with a smile.
"Shut up." Carl's face grew cold: "Don't mention it again."
"Sorry." Hill withdrew her gaze. She had been intentionally probing just now; this Evil Dragon never missed an opportunity if there was a hole.
If she wanted to control Carl, of course, she had to understand his preferences thoroughly.
As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the tavern.
The City Guards, armed with longswords and shields, had already formed a circle, confronting a young man holding a longsword.
The City Guards saw Carl and immediately saluted respectfully, "Lord Carl!"
"What's going on?" Carl narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the tightly shut tavern door and the tense soldiers around him. The main force of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group that caused trouble had all been killed by him.
Now, there was still a young man blocking the outside.
"It's someone from the Adventurer's Guild." Hill looked at the young man holding a longsword at the entrance: "He is the son of the Adventurer's Guild's Northern Branch Head. Moreover, he is the husband of the daughter of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group's Vice-Commander, whom you killed. This time, he was training with the Black Eagle Mercenary Group."
"This tavern is also an asset of the Adventurer's Guild."
Upon hearing this, Carl looked over. The young man's armor was ornate, and he held a longsword, his eyes firm between his brows.
A standard righteous male protagonist's face, inspiring trust at first glance.
He saw Carl, frowned deeply, and said in a low voice: "Lord Carl, you have already slaughtered the main force of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group. Now, there are only innocent family members in the tavern. I hope you can give me some face and let them go."
"I don't eat beef." Carl's expression was calm.
The young man was stunned, frowning, clearly unable to understand the meaning of Carl's inexplicable words.
The next second of the young man's confusion, he suddenly felt his vision change. In a dizzying spin, he saw his headless body fall backward.
"Thud!"
The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood splattering.
"Resisters will be killed without mercy." The longsword in Carl's hand, after beheading the young man, transformed back into a ribbon and retracted into his palm.
Carl kicked open the tavern door and walked inside.
"Ah!" A panicked scream echoed inside the tavern.
Carl's gaze quickly swept around, finding that there were indeed many women inside. They were clearly the family members the Black Eagle Mercenary Group had left in the tavern when they caused trouble.
Each of them held various weapons, their eyes bloodshot, staring at Carl, their enemy.
"Arrest the women, kill the men." Carl waved his hand. The City Guards rushed in. A few tried to resist but were quickly suppressed.
Carl looked at Hill: "You said they were colluding with the Northern Territory?"
"Yes." Hill nodded, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the tavern: "We received intelligence that the leaders of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group and the Black Scorpion Mercenary Group are brothers."
"The Black Scorpion Mercenary Group focuses on assassination missions, while the Black Eagle focuses on overt mercenary missions."
"Your Dark Elf intelligence has never disappointed me." Carl nodded. The Black Scorpion Mercenary Group belonged to Lilia, and he had beaten its members to death when they entered the city.
Clearly, this overt and covert setup was Lilia's base.
Hill frowned, her gaze sweeping around: "The Vice-Commander's daughter isn't here. That shouldn't be; we sealed off the tavern immediately."
"It doesn't matter." Carl looked at the women who were pressed to the ground nearby, some trembling, some with angry eyes.
Clearly, it would take some time to interrogate them for information.
"If she can't be found, then so be it. Light a fire and burn the tavern." Carl turned: "Take all these people back."
That young man blocking the outside just now clearly had his fiancée hiding inside.
At this very moment,
among the subdued captives, a woman in her twenties suddenly pushed away the soldier holding her down and lunged at Carl, her eyes burning with fury: "Die!"
Her speed was astonishing, heading straight for Carl.
Carl's figure flickered, and with a single wave of his hand, he easily grasped her throat and lifted her high.
"Ugh!" She struggled painfully, her hands flailing wildly, trying to break free from Carl's iron-like grip.
"..." Hill's mouth twitched, then she reached out and ran her hand across the woman's face. The woman's cheeks instantly changed, revealing a completely different, beautiful face.
And those eyes were bloodshot, glaring fiercely at Carl.
"It's a secret art." Hill said: "She is the daughter of the Black Eagle's Vice-Commander."
Carl's gaze met hers. Seeing the endless hatred in her eyes, he gave her a faint look, then waved his hand at the surroundings.
The City Guards understood, subdued the women, and led them out of the tavern.
Only three people remained in the tavern.
Carl reached out and "ripped" open the beautiful woman's long skirt.
"Are we doing it here?" Hill frowned.
"Don't you think she jumped out inexplicably?" Carl finished speaking, pressed her down with one hand, guided little ka, and thrust hard.
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