"I mentioned to the City Lord your admiration for him," she said, sitting on a wooden chair. Gina deliberately slowed her speech when she said this, observing her niece's reaction.
Feliccia's cheeks instantly flushed, and she instinctively lowered her head.
Gina sighed inwardly and continued, "He just became City Lord and is focused on how to govern the city. He has no plans to marry."
"Ah?" Feliccia's head shot up, her beautiful eyes wide.
The first thought that came to her mind was "impossible."
Yesterday, she was in Karl's arms, gently entered by him, and Karl had even tenderly told her he wanted to marry her.
Those words still echoed clearly in her ears.
Karl absolutely could not have lied to her.
Gina looked at her niece's bewildered face, a pang of heartache rising in her. She reached out and gently held Feliccia's hand: "Feliccia, when your aunt was your age, I also had feelings for many excellent people of the opposite sex.
But when you look back, you'll realize those were just impulses that come with this age. You need more time to understand your own heart."
Her words left no glimmer of hope for her niece, Feliccia.
Feliccia opened her mouth, wanting to explain that she and Karl had an agreement, that it was different, but she didn't want to say it in front of her aunt.
She silently lowered her head.
"Get some good rest." Heartache surged in Gina's heart. She stood up, walked out the door, and sighed heavily the moment she closed it.
Gina looked up at the sky, a flicker of reminiscence in her eyes. Her gaze inadvertently caught Bishop Victoria, who was walking towards her with a smile.
She frowned slightly, and the disgust in her eyes flashed and disappeared.
She deeply understood her niece's pain, and precisely because she understood it so well, she didn't want her niece to have overly high expectations for Karl.
The most tragic thing is to meet someone too stunning at the age of first love.
Someone unattainable in youth will ultimately torment one for a lifetime.
Bishop Victoria wore a well-tailored black robe. Her mature and graceful figure, enhanced by high heels, made her even more dignified and elegant.
"Chief Inquisitor Gina." Victoria curtsied gracefully: "I'd like to discuss the matter of those monsters with you."
"Alright," Gina replied, following behind her.
After confirming her aunt had left, Feliccia nimbly climbed out the window and quietly left the Church. She believed Karl wouldn't lie to her; she had to go to the City Lord's Mansion to get clarity.
At the same time, Gina followed Victoria into the Church's reception room.
Karl was already waiting there. Seeing the two, he bowed elegantly: "My sudden visit, I hope it hasn't caused any unnecessary trouble for either of you."
His voice was gentle, yet carried a confidence far beyond his age.
Undoubtedly, as powerful life forms, the Dragons are among the most handsome on the continent.
Karl's youthful appearance—gentle, handsome, and confident—held an inherent allure for any woman.
When he inadvertently swept his gaze over Gina with the corner of his eye, that look contained a burning emotion.
Gina involuntarily felt a subtle awkwardness, secretly marveling.
Karl's gentle and refined demeanor, coupled with his polite attitude, indeed possessed an irresistible charm. No wonder her niece was so infatuated with him.
It was a pity, though, why he liked her and not Feliccia.
Gina had never considered accepting Karl. A woman her age, when it came to matters of the heart, couldn't be moved by appearance alone.
Victoria seemed not to notice the subtle shift in atmosphere between the two. She smiled and said, "City Lord Karl, since you are ready, please tell us your plan directly."
Upon hearing this, Karl's expression became serious, transforming from a gentle and refined young man: "My plan is to wage a protracted war against Lilia."
"Protracted war?" Gina heard this unfamiliar term, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.
"Yes, a protracted war," Karl patiently explained the theory of protracted warfare, as if unrolling a grand strategic scroll. Gina was momentarily stunned before he continued:
"These past nights, I have tried to search the entire city, but unfortunately, we have consistently failed to find any trace of Lilia.
If we were to search in small teams, we would likely fall into danger. I believe that everyone's life is incredibly precious, and we cannot easily take risks."
He paused, then continued, "I am not pursuing a single battle to eliminate Lilia, but rather a long-term confrontation with her, seeking the best timing and strategy."
Listening to Karl's explanation, Gina's emotions were complex.
She felt that Karl's words seemed to make some sense, yet she subtly felt something was amiss.
Gina felt Karl was overly benevolent, but his attitude of valuing life made it hard to blame him.
"Good, I will support City Lord Karl through this crisis."
"Thank you, Your Grace." Karl bowed. Valuing life was, of course, a pretense. His high-pressure laws would inevitably cause discontent in San Marino City.
However, an external enemy would bring him immense cohesion.
The entire population of San Marino City was being rapidly conscripted and trained into fighting forces, gaining practical experience in this low-intensity combat, transforming from recruits into elite soldiers.
And because they were fighting to protect the lives of their families, their will to fight was high, and with the threat of death, they trained with all their might during the day.
The entire San Marino City was forming a military empire centered around him.
After talking with Karl, Gina found his gaze too intense. She had no good way to deal with her feelings for this young and excellent City Lord.
So she found an excuse to leave.
Only Victoria and Karl remained.
"Are you interested in her?" Victoria's smile was meaningful.
"A little." Karl didn't hide it. With only the two of them left, he was more relaxed. He leaned into Victoria's embrace, his hand stroking her hip: "Can Mama help me?"
Chapter 157: Together
Victoria felt Karl's hand slip under her bishop's robe, starting from her sheer black stockings on her thigh and moving upwards without stopping, all the way to the base, then along the seam.
At the same time, Karl skillfully bit open her robe and kissed her fair skin, then moved down to skillfully take her in his mouth.
His tone was more like a Child pouting to his Mama.
Victoria's fists clenched.
Having reached the position of Bishop, she had seen too much and her state of mind had become calm in the face of any situation, but Karl's shamelessness, even for her, made her blood pressure rise.
"Hmph, Gina is the Church's Captain of the Inquisition. Her target in San Marino City is me, you know."
"She and Mama must have an old grudge, right?" Karl pressed his face into her chest, instantly sinking in. Indeed, it had to be a mature woman.
This soft, yielding sensation was simply unattainable with ordinary women.
At the same time, his fingers had already slipped a small tip along the seam, through the sheer black stockings, immediately experiencing the familiar moistness.
Karl found it quite magical; Victoria easily got into the mood.
Every time he touched her, there was this moist feeling, as if she was always ready, waiting for him.
Especially often, even through stockings, she could draw out fluid, which was quite a special physique.
"Gina is my husband's sister," Victoria did not hide, then leaned back against the table, her posture causing her long legs to part slightly.
Seeing that she couldn't stop Karl, she gave up.
Anyway, it wasn't the first time, and besides, she didn't dislike it.
"Ah?" Karl looked up, his expression subtle: "Then your relationship is quite bad."
Every time he saw the two mature women standing together, he could clearly feel the subtle atmosphere between them, originally thinking they had a grudge.
It was hard to imagine what Victoria had done to make Gina resent her so much.
Victoria seemed to read his mind, a flicker of helplessness in her eyes: "She loves my husband, so you want me to help you get her? That's not very likely, you know."
"?" Karl had already taken out little ka, ready to push through the stockings, but stopped at her words, his mind momentarily filled with confusion.
The information was too much; he couldn't process it all at once.
"Hmph, so don't think about me helping you with these things, okay?" Victoria reached out and flicked his forehead.
"And..."
As she spoke, one hand supported Karl's waist from behind, pushing him slightly towards herself, allowing little ka to rub half its head into the black stockings.
The sheer black stockings in this world were made of magic spider silk, a magical item in some sense, with strong elasticity.
With enough force, one could even complete the act while wearing the sheer black stockings.
"You're on me, talking about me helping you get other women. Even I would get angry, you know."
Victoria's beautiful eyes, with a smile, stared into Karl's eyes.
At this moment, a sense of pressure emerged.
"Ah?" Karl was stunned, his expression innocent: "But didn't you say you wanted to be my Mama, to give me affection and motherly love? Isn't it natural for a Mama to help her Child pursue the woman he likes?"
"..." Victoria felt a rush of blood to her head.
"Hmph." Karl felt the tip of little ka, which was pressed against the black stockings, suddenly tighten inside. This experience was quite magical.
He and Victoria had been together many times, but Victoria, this mature woman, was never the type to be tight.
Instead, she would deliberately relax her muscles, giving him a comfortable, enveloping feeling like a massage.
But at this moment, her muscles had tightened.
However, this feeling didn't last, only for a moment before she relaxed again.
Victoria's expression on her face returned to gentleness: "Gina is out of the question, you know."
"Oh~" Karl acted obediently. At this moment, Victoria was a bit scary, but little ka was clearly ahead of his fear and was no longer satisfied with only half a head in.
Just at this moment, the door to the reception room suddenly opened.
Chris, in a pure and flawless nun's robe, inadvertently revealed her white garter stockings and high heels through the robe's slit. The delicate texture and elegant lines added an ineffable contrasting sexiness to her dignified beauty.
Her gaze quickly swept across the room, landing on her mother and Karl, who were engaged in pleasant conversation.
Seeing them maintain a distance of about one meter.
She breathed a sigh of relief: "City Lord Karl, Deputy Commander Rabel just mentioned to me that you intend to have the City Guards and Knights Templar conduct joint training?"
"Yes." Karl nodded, withdrawing his gaze from Chris's white high heels. Only a woman with her sense of sanctity could pull off white high heels and white garter stockings without looking out of place.
"Indeed, Lilia's threat remains unresolved, and we must minimize casualties as much as possible. Joint training is the fastest and most effective way."
Currently, the City Guards, under the pretext of fighting the cannibal Evil Dragon, were extensively recruiting young and strong men into the army.
Without so many drill sergeants, they stood on the moral high ground, under the banner of defending their homeland, requesting help from the Church Knight.
The Knights Templar, for their part, wholeheartedly instructed these young men without reservation, as every bit of increased combat power meant more safety and security at night.
This move benefited everyone.
"Alright, City Lord," Chris nodded again, a flicker of subtle relief in her eyes.
She had suddenly entered, fearing that when Karl was alone with her mother, this Evil Dragon, whose mind was full of such things, might make a move on her mother.
But now it seemed this Evil Dragon had quite a sense of integrity.
Chris prepared to leave.
"Time Stop."
Karl once again activated his skill, stopping everything. When Chris suddenly pushed the door open, he had used the Time Stop skill to withdraw from Victoria's body and then move her away.
"I need to teach you a lesson."
Karl walked towards Chris, picked her up, and then placed her next to Victoria, putting the mother and daughter together.
"Still a bit short."
He unfastened their clothes and placed them aside. Soon, two bodies of different styles lay before him.
Karl's gaze swept over the mother and daughter's bodies. Victoria wore only a pair of sheer black pantyhose and black high heels, a body of ultimate mature sexiness, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman from head to toe.
Beside her, Chris wore only a pair of black garter stockings and white high heels.
Visually, she was completely different from the sensual Victoria.
Victoria's mature curves could ignite the purest desire, while Chris, despite being dressed more provocatively, had a sacred, inviolable aura.
Karl's gaze swept over the mother and daughter's sheer black stockings and white garter stockings.
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