"This is too smooth. I'm still the enemy who killed her husband."
Karl patted his hand, his gaze turning to the side. Unlike the ripe peach beside him, this one was noticeably one-third smaller, not only lacking perkiness but also somewhat underdeveloped.
"This is little ka." Hill pointed to the third one beside her, whose size was between the two: "That is Kura."
"Oh, no wonder it looks familiar." Karl recognized her; this was the girl he had caught hiding in the room at the tavern.
The Youngest Daughter of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group's vice-captain.
He walked to the side of this small one. Since little ka was coated with her mother's essence, it was very slippery now, so he chose to enter from above. Undoubtedly, this was a difficult path.
But when faced with difficulties, brute force can often solve the problem.
With Karl's seventh-tier strength, let alone a hole, even if there wasn't one, he could create one, the consequence, of course, being muscle tears.
The experience was completely different from her mother's.
Only dryness.
"It still needs to be slowly developed." After Karl withdrew, the blood from the torn wound flowed down the wall: "Next time, put her in her mother's position."
"Yes." Hill's eyes were strange; this Evil Dragon made even her, a Dark Elf, feel perverted.
"This one has already been tried." Karl looked at Kura beside him. She was probably the one who hated Karl the most; both her father and husband had been killed by Karl.
Her mother and sister were captured and embedded in the wall. Her mother was fine, but her sister's wound was still bleeding.
Although alive, her dignity had long been trampled on the ground countless times.
"How pitiful." Karl felt he couldn't show favoritism, so he entered with little ka. Since he was already familiar with her from the hotel, it didn't cause any tearing injuries.
"Cultivate them well."
Karl embraced Kura, did a few thrusts, then switched to her sister next to her, and then to her mother next to her, rotating between the mother and two daughters.
"Yes." Hill watched for a while from the corner of her eye, then looked away. She found Karl absurd, but this peculiar sense of absurdity also caused some reaction in her body. She turned her head away, preferring not to look.
After Karl had been at it for a while, the sister suddenly made a "sizzle" sound of flowing water.
Hill couldn't help but glance: "Pain can numb muscles, causing a loss of control over some muscles in the body."
After she finished speaking, she saw that Karl had no intention of stopping; instead, he was quite interested, creating sprays of water with every thrust.
"How perverted."
Hill turned her head, feeling that to stay by Karl's side, she wasn't perverted enough.
Karl, however, was very excited. It wasn't that he had a special preference, but that making someone squirt was now recognized as a new gameplay, and his experience had increased significantly out of nowhere.
Coupled with the holes in the wall, his experience had now risen to about seventy percent of the fourth tier. He only needed to create three more new gameplay styles to advance a tier.
Fifth tier, he could already be called a powerhouse.
In his excitement, Karl finally gave all of the mother and two daughters' portions to the widow, as he had just killed her husband not long ago, and this was when she needed comfort the most.
"Whew…"
Karl let out a long breath, his gaze turning to the remaining ones. He only needed to develop three more different positions to upgrade.
He first saw the closest one, which was in excellent shape, clearly from regular combat training. Her skin had a healthy tan, and a small section of her upper thigh, exposed from the wall, still showed muscle definition.
"Hill, help me clean up." Karl waved his hand.
"…" Hill's mouth twitched. She reluctantly walked over and squatted down, her movements very practiced.
As a Dark Elf, she certainly didn't have Obsessive-compulsive disorder, she was just simply watching Karl for so long, and just now she imagined herself hiding in the wall.
When Karl asked her to clean, he really just meant clean, nothing else.
It was very uncomfortable for Hill to hold back and not be able to leave.
"All done." Karl patted Hill's head. He was now like a gourmet, rinsing his mouth clean before tasting, so as not to affect the experience of a dish.
"…" Hill stood up again, feeling an inexplicable irritation in her heart. This Evil Dragon wouldn't even let him bite a little longer.
Karl didn't care about Hill's thoughts and immediately began to experience the sporty type.
Chapter 155: Mind Blown
Women who exercise regularly will have lower body fat, visually, their glutes will be more perky, and their thighs will have muscle definition, giving them a healthy aesthetic.
But in terms of user experience, there won't be much difference.
After all, the physiological structure of human females is ultimately the same, and individual differences are just in narrowness.
"Not bad."
Karl exhaled, making a serious summary. He looked down at the connection point and saw that a section of little ka was still outside.
Presumably, because the owner of this walled-up buttock had firm muscles, the experience allowed him to clearly feel a stronger sense of compression from the powerful muscle contractions.
These were things he couldn't experience when using ordinary women; it wasn't so much about pleasure as it was a novel experience.
"…" Hill's mouth twitched, her eyes darting to the connection between them. Some of the previous taste lingered in her mouth, and a heat spread through her body. Leaning against the wall, she arched her figure into a sensual S-shape.
But no matter what pose she struck, Karl's attention was on the various peaches on the wall.
Hill grumbled inwardly, wondering if, in the eyes of males, the half-experience of being mounted on a wall was more alluring than her full-bodied figure.
"Whew…" Karl withdrew little ka, accompanied by a glistening strand, his expression disappointed.
During the initial use, the unique compression from the muscles was quite impressive.
But after only a few times, it not only became lubricated but also the squeezing sensation quickly disappeared.
Evidently, the owner of the athletic peach relaxed her tension after a few times, her muscles loosened, and with a large amount of secretions, the initial experience naturally vanished.
Aisha's guard, Hera, the tall, androgynous beauty, a Werewolf Girl, suddenly came to mind. If he wanted to experience a fit beauty, he would have to find her.
Hill had been observing Karl's expression, and seeing the regret in his eyes, she actually felt a sense of relief.
Karl didn't notice the subtle change in Hill's expression, his gaze turning to the new peach next to him. Her skin was a lighter tan, perky with long legs, clearly a Mature beautiful older sister type peach.
But the 18cm below made Karl silent.
"There's a nan-niang here too?"
Karl saw one and said nothing. This size, if he wasn't a giant dragon with a length of 20, he would have truly lost.
Hill glanced over, her eyes full of amusement: "This is a branch of the dog tribe. She is a real female. What's hanging is a disguise; it can actually be opened from the middle."
"…" Karl fell silent. The light in this underground dungeon was dim, and it was only thanks to the faint light of the magic stones that he hadn't noticed it immediately.
After all, as a pure man, he wouldn't stare at that part of her to examine it closely. It was only after Hill's reminder, when he looked carefully, that he discovered its peculiarity.
It looked more like something that should have grown inside, had grown outside.
But if he were to do it, it would be too heavy.
Just imagining one hand holding hers and the other holding his own sent shivers down his spine; this was truly fencing in its literal sense.
"Hers is too small."
Even though Karl knew she was female, a man's unique competitive spirit still arose within him.
"Hmph, does it matter?" Hill's eyes were intrigued: "It's all the same in the back anyway."
"…" Karl imagined it. When he was thrusting into her, she would be swinging, and he instantly felt unwell, it felt more like he was with a man.
"Don't let her appear here again."
Karl gave the order.
"Yes, my lord." Hill's eyes were playful as she nodded in agreement.
Karl's gaze skipped over her and moved to the others behind, varying in skin tone, size, and shape, and there were also beastfolk with tails, but at least there were no more strange races like this.
He embraced a delicate, girlish type. There was a trace of blood when he entered, clearly her first time.
Hill merely glanced at him with one eye: "Lanka, do you intend to interrogate her personally?"
"No need. Such a loyal follower of Lilia won't reveal anything with simple interrogation." Karl embraced the peach with both hands, feeling the girl's extreme constriction. He then withdrew and switched to a voluptuous style next to her, entering very smoothly: "Her faith is wavering. All we need to do is wait, whew…"
Karl took a breath: "Bring her over."
Hill took out an exquisite transparent glass bottle from the side. The bottle was inlaid with a magic array constructed from magic gems, used by nobles to imprison rare small ornamental magical creatures.
Now, it was perfectly sized to hold Lanka after she had been miniaturized.
Lanka's exquisite maid outfit had been torn off by Karl, and now her fair skin was exposed, but she no longer cared about such things, leaning against the bottle wall with lifeless eyes.
After all, the shrinking ability, which was revered as a miracle, had become a teachable secret technique in Karl's mouth.
After the collapse of her faith, it would take some time for her to recover.
Karl opened the bottle, then quickly thrust into a peach on the wall, pulled out, aimed at the bottle opening, and then exhaled a long breath.
A massive amount of liquid rushed into the bottle.
"Ah?!" In her lifeless eyes, Lanka was suddenly drenched by the falling liquid. A dragon's volume is very large.
Before she could fully grasp what was happening, the exquisite bottle was partially filled, submerging her from the thighs down.
"That's enough." Karl held the bottle, meeting Lanka's gaze inside, then capped it and handed it to Hill: "Drinking this won't starve her to death. Let her stay in there. No questions needed. The bottle for ornamental rare beasts suits her well, doesn't it?"
"Yes, my lord!" Hill glanced at Lanka in the bottle. This Evil Dragon was truly perverted.
After she took the bottle, she saw Karl's eyes still on her body.
"Help me clean up." Karl's expression was natural.
"…" Hill looked down at little ka. Even she, a Dark Elf, felt her blood pressure rising. This Evil Dragon truly treated her as a cleaning tool.
In her extreme anger, she gripped the glass bottle tightly. After her anger subsided, she obediently squatted down.
"Dark Elves are truly amazing." Karl closed his eyes and sighed: "Lilia must be anxious, right? Send someone to keep a close watch on the Grand Duke of the Northern Territory's castle; that Youngest Daughter is about to escape."
In his struggle with Lilia, he had been in an invincible position from the very beginning.
Lilia's "people in the wall" ability was undoubtedly powerful, capable of easily dragging down and destroying any country, but it was useless against individual powerhouses.
Karl had never taken this so-called City Lord seriously.
Lilia used her "people in the wall" ability to hold the entire population of San Marino City hostage, then let the Black Eagle Mercenary Group use the opportunity to cause trouble.
With one overt and one covert move, any City Lord who cared about his people and had morals would truly be put in a difficult position, ultimately leading to destruction.
But this combination of moves, when it encountered Karl, who had no morals…
"Mmm hmm."
Karl opened his eyes, invigorated by Hill's tongue. He propped her mouth open.
"Cleaned up nicely." He withdrew little ka and tidied his clothes: "I'm going to the church. You handle the cleanup here."
Karl had just planted a seed in Gina's heart, that beautiful and spirited aunt.
Now it was time for harvest.
He urgently needed new positions to advance his rank.
"…" Hill watched Karl's retreating back, feeling unwell. He had just gotten her worked up, and then he ran off. Why was this Evil Dragon so diligent now?
Chapter 156: Mama, Help Me
Gina returned to the church, her gaze falling on the half-open window. She saw Feliccia's small head still peeking out the window, and the moment their eyes met, she quickly withdrew like a startled deer.
In that fleeting exchange of glances, she clearly saw the anticipation in her niece's eyes and the unique shyness of a young girl.
Gina's expression was awkward. It was hard for her to tell her niece that Karl's undisguised fervent gaze when he looked at her was genuine.
She took a deep breath and pushed open the door: "Feliccia, it's me."
"Aunt Gina." Feliccia sat up straight, her hands restlessly placed on her thighs, clearly very nervous.
Karl had said he liked her, so if her aunt went to ask, Karl would surely take the opportunity to reveal their relationship.
At her age, confessing such feelings in front of elders always made her feel shy.
After agreeing, it would be better to have a few Children with Karl. What should the Child be named?
Gina smiled as she entered the room, trying to make her expression seem natural
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