"This is the Northern Territory's capital, Vladimir City. The Oram Family has guarded the Northern Territory for the empire against the barbarian tribes for over four hundred years, and it has never fallen." Hill had already taken off her office lady uniform and put on close-fitting leather armor, the tight outfit outlining her graceful figure.
She looked up at the tall city walls, her eyes filled with envy. The Dark Elf Clan had a wandering existence, and she felt endless envy when she saw these centuries-old families.
"Indeed, it's not bad." Karl stared intently, taking in the heroic female Adventurer from various races, the magician wearing exquisite long skirts and gemstone-studded hair ornaments, and the noble female knight whose words and actions revealed elegance and composure. These noble professions are rarely seen in San Marino City.
Hill withdrew her gaze and realized that Karl's eyes were fixed on the chests or exposed long legs of the women around them.
Her lips twitched, and she raised her hand to pull up her mask, covering the lower half of her tight face.
"Let's enter the city. Lin and Yi will lead the assassination squad to disperse and gather information."
"Okay." Karl followed the crowd into the city. Compared to Hill's caution, he was unconcerned, his eyes constantly shifting between the beautiful women around him.
Searching for prey of novel races.
His current strength is at the Fourth-Tier, around eighty percent. He only needs to develop two new positions to advance to the Fifth-Tier.
Karl's gaze was quickly noticed by the people around him. Mature beautiful older sister type with plenty of charm captured this burning gaze.
They turned their heads, and when their eyes met Karl's slightly green yet confident gaze, they instead revealed playful or inviting smiles to him.
Karl's clean and handsome face, paired with a set of light noble attire, was irresistible to older women.
This caused the women's companions to cast gloomy glances, but upon seeing Karl's noble attire, they didn't want to cause trouble.
Hill watched speechlessly. Karl had thrown their plan to conceal their whereabouts to the winds: "Are You planning to go to a hotel with me tonight, or just find a woman and go home with her?"
This is Sophie's territory. This Evil Dragon is afraid others won't know his whereabouts.
"Of course, I'm going to a hotel." Karl's eyes were clear, without any worldly desires.
"?" Hill looked at his back, her expression subtle. Could it be that he was acting just now?
On the roadside, a mature woman with plenty of charm suddenly staggered, clutching her abdomen, her eyes full of surprise. Liquid flowed out, streaking down her thigh.
Suddenly, a burst of noise came from ahead, and people made way.
Following the crowd's line of sight, Karl looked forward and saw a large convoy slowly driving out of the city under the guard of soldiers.
The convoy was like a long dragon, with dozens of carriages one after another, the wheel rolling and dust flying.
The carriages were piled high with various goods.
Even more eye-catching was a row of iron cages, jostling as the convoy moved.
Various humanoid creatures with numb faces were crowded inside the iron cages.
"This is the Snow Wolf Merchant Guild, belonging to the Oram Family," Hill explained. "The grain production in the Northern Territory has always been low, unable to meet the huge demand, so a large amount of foreign trade is needed to purchase various supplies."
Karl's gaze was fixed on the slaves in those iron cages, and the image of a lively fox girl emerged in his mind.
Hill noticed his gaze: "These should be Mixed-blood Species born on the Oram Family's farms. They breed slaves that meet aesthetic standards by mixing races with beautiful appearances, which are hard currency in the empire."
After she finished speaking, she stood beside Karl, waiting for the caravan to leave. Suddenly, a blur flashed before her eyes, and a black shadow suddenly appeared beside a caravan guard.
Before the guard could react, his head exploded like a watermelon, blood splattering everywhere, the scene shocking.
"Ah?" Hill's heart leaped, and then her eyes lit up. Someone actually took the initiative to provoke the Oram Family, which undoubtedly provided them with a rare opportunity to divert attention.
However, this good mood lasted only a second.
The black shadow turned around, revealing Karl's handsome young appearance.
He raised his hand, and an iron rod emerged from his palm. Before anyone could react, he swung it again, smashing it into another guard's head.
With a loud "bang," the guard's head shattered like broken porcelain, and blood and brains splattered, showering the faces of the onlookers.
"!!!!!" Hill was beside herself. Karl didn't even bother to disguise himself, exposing himself nakedly in full view.
Attacking the Oram Family's caravan in Vladimir City.
This absurd thing felt like a dream, too unreal, so everyone present was half a beat slow.
When the air began to fill with the smell of blood, people woke up from their dreams and realized what had happened.
Then, screams rose everywhere, and the crowd pushed and shoved in panic, the scene a mess.
Some Adventurer, after retreating a certain distance, did not leave immediately, but turned back with interest to see which ignorant fellow was courting death.
The caravan finally stopped after noticing the chaos.
A knight completely wrapped in silver armor, holding a spear, rushed over like a whirlwind on a tall horse.
He didn't even bother to ask Karl's intentions.
"It's Viscount Dila!" Several guards who had been walking over with swords panicked and hid when they saw the knight.
Holding the iron rod, Karl stood firmly in place, facing the knight's charge, raising the iron rod high.
Viscount Dila's face under the mask showed a sneer. How could a cavalry charge against infantry lose?
The image of this inexplicable young man being pierced by his spear and held high in the air flashed through his mind.
The next second, the iron rod swept across, and the huge force instantly deformed the spear. The knight and his mount were smashed to pieces, leaving only half of his body falling to the ground due to inertia, blood showering the sky like raindrops and landing on the faces of the surrounding onlookers.
"You... Who are You!" A guard finally recovered from the extreme shock. The next second, the guard's head exploded as if it had been hit by an Formless giant hammer, blood and brains splattering, spraying into the air.
Holding the long rod, Karl strolled leisurely through the caravan guards. Each time he swung the long rod, a guard's head would be blown apart.
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Chapter 164 Flower Shop Beauty
"No... You can't kill me! I'm just escorting the envoy..." A middle-aged man in gorgeous attire sat on the ground, his expression panicked, trying to stop Karl from approaching with words.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, his head exploded like a watermelon, blood and brains splattering everywhere, spraying into the air.
"I don't give a damn." Karl retracted the iron rod, as if he would bother to distinguish who was a good person and who was a bad person in this trade caravan.
He looked up, the sudden massacre plunging Vladimir City into chaos. Mostly frightened by him, the Adventurer who had been watching the excitement had already disappeared without a trace.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death.
Those beautiful slaves in the caravan's cages could not escape, trembling as they huddled together, all casting fearful glances, afraid of becoming the next headless corpse.
Urgent footsteps sounded in the distance. In the sky, several black shadows cut through the sky at an alarming speed, heading straight for them.
Karl glanced at the guards who had already run far away, secretly regretting it. He put away the iron rod in his hand, and the next second, his figure disappeared silently.
Immediately afterwards, those black shadows landed with a bang. One of them, a burly middle-aged warrior, quickly scanned his surroundings. After seeing the headless corpse on the ground, his face turned ashen.
"Close the city gates! Quick!" Another person in a gorgeous mage robe roared, "I'm going to report to Lord Duke!"
"Yes!" The arriving general responded, his face as pale as paper. He smelled the bloody smell in the air and only felt that the sky was about to collapse.
Assassinating the Oram Family's trade caravan in the street was simply slapping Grand Duke Sophie in the face in public.
After Karl used the skill "Formless", he transformed from a half-grown Child of 1.6 meters tall into a teenager of 1.8 meters tall. The sunlight shone on his face, outlining the silhouette of a sunny young man, handsome with a bit of uninhibitedness.
He strolled leisurely in the alley, occasionally giving a smile to the interested women around him.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past like a ghost. Hill appeared beside Karl, her face obviously not good, her brow furrowed tightly: "The city gates are blocked by Seventh-Tier Expert, we can't get out."
Her mind was still buzzing. Karl's sudden attack, all of this happened too fast.
"Why did you suddenly attack?"
She hoped to get some explanation from Karl here.
Karl turned his head and asked: "What is our purpose in coming to Vladimir City?"
Hill was stunned for a moment, then replied: "To intercept and kill Lilia and delay Grand Duke Sophie's dispatch of troops."
Under the new policies, San Marino City and Wind Chime City can mobilize far more troops than ordinary towns.
But in front of forces of Grand Duke of the Northern Territory's level, it is the difference between ants and elephants.
"That's right." Karl spread his hands, looking innocent: "Sophie will definitely not send troops before solving me. Tell me, did it delay or not?"
"..." Hill's mouth twitched. The delay she thought was Karl negotiating and making peace with Grand Duke Sophie.
After all, they defeated Lilia without killing her, which proved their strength and had already earned them the qualifications to be on the negotiating table.
Let Sophie realize that the benefits of sending troops to attack them are not as good as giving them benefits to win them over.
But she didn't expect this Evil Dragon to be so reckless on the first day.
Hill's eyes were hollow. At this moment, she had completely emptied her mind. Anyway, no matter what she planned, this Evil Dragon would not follow common sense.
"What's the next step?"
Karl's eyes inadvertently caught the herbal medicine shop on the roadside. The proprietress's golden curly hair and gentle temperament were very attractive.
She was carefully taking care of all kinds of flowers and plants in the store. This kind of herbal medicine shop is very common. They are all indispensable raw materials for making magic potions.
The shopkeepers are all low-level mages, and they also know some basic herbalism, making the simplest healing potions, which are loved by bottom-level Adventurer.
The beautiful appearance of Mature beautiful older sister type always attracts some harassment, and she has also thought about going behind the scenes to concentrate on cultivating herbs.
But the meager income is not enough to support her sister who is still learning magic.
She doesn't want her sister to be like herself, having magical talent but unable to learn magic because of being short on money.
"Keep it up." She said to herself softly, squeezing out a smile.
"I want all her information." Karl ordered... The proprietress dragged her tired body to close the door and turned to enter the store. Just as she crossed the threshold, a large hand suddenly stretched out from behind and covered her mouth.
"Mmm!" The proprietress was shocked, and fear instantly surged into her heart.
She was pulled into a man's arms by a powerful force and instinctively wanted to struggle, but found that the other party's strength was astonishing, and she couldn't move at all.
"Madam, don't look back, I'm your husband." Karl's voice sounded in her ear.
"?" The proprietress's body trembled, and her body was pressed against the table by a huge force.
At the same time, the door of the herbal medicine shop behind her was closed.
Her heart "thumped."
"Please... please, you can do whatever you want, please don't hurt me."
"No, you have to resist." Karl found that after experiencing the initial struggle, she was pushed onto the table and was particularly well-behaved.
"?" The proprietress.
"What's your name?" Karl reached out and pulled up her long skirt, casually covering her back, revealing a pair of snow-white long legs.
The delicate skin formed a strong contrast with the coarse linen clothes.
"Iris." Iris's fists clenched, she closed her eyes, hiding the humiliation on her cheeks. She is a Second-Tier mage, which is the limit for ordinary people who have talent but have not received systematic magic learning.
She knew that her beautiful appearance would bring her trouble, and she had always been careful to protect herself.
But she didn't sense anything unusual just now.
The strength of the person behind her is far above hers.
"Well, Miss Iris, please resist." After Karl pulled up her long skirt, his hand covered her honey peach, not too big, but still delicate.
His fingertips traced along the seam, and based on his experience, he could infer that it hadn't been developed yet, which was a bit unexpected.
Karl is not controlled by his little head.
He is now just a little short, and has to find a new way to gain recognition.
"...?" Iris was ready to be violated, but the request of the thug behind her really confused her.
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