Furan frowned slightly and said softly, "As far as I know, the size of dragons increases with their rank."
"Evil Dragon Karl has at least reached the Seventh Rank, but the dragon form he displayed today was only twenty meters long, more like an immature Young Dragon. Could it be that he is actually Karl's Child?"
Kasha had no intention of hiding anything, and her eyes became playful: "No, for our Black Dragon clan to give birth to pure-blooded Black Dragons, both parties must have Black Dragon bloodlines. To maintain the purity of our bloodline power, in most cases, we choose to reproduce with close relatives."
"Oh?" Furan found it strange.
The sibling relationship between Karl and Kasha, and the past event sixty years ago when Karl was defeated by Kasha and driven out of the Gloomy Forest, were not secrets.
So, it was Kasha who looked down on Karl and refused to have children with him.
But it was very much like something this Master would do.
Kasha seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled, "Only the strong in the Black Dragon clan are worthy of having children. Between siblings, after one thoroughly defeats the other, the victor raises the next generation, and the Child has nothing to do with the loser."
Furan was also stunned for a moment before realizing that for Black Dragons, regardless of gender, one must defeat the other to gain custody of the Child.
And the loser is merely a reproductive tool for the other, regardless of gender.
Then the problem arose again.
Furan was curious; according to Kasha, if she defeated Karl, then Karl should have become her reproductive tool. Why then did he gain the reputation of Evil Dragon Karl?
"Back then, my strength wasn't enough to completely defeat him, and he escaped." Kasha smiled faintly: "My reason for flattening the North besides responding to the Oram Family, is also to completely capture him."
"..." Furan's expression also became strange upon hearing this.
Good heavens, this Evil Dragon Karl... He delivered himself right to her doorstep.
"Master, isn't this even stranger?" Furan narrowed her eyes: "He reverted to his Young Dragon phase, offered himself up, and even acted as if he didn't recognize you."
No matter how she thought about it, this matter seemed strange in every aspect.
It was like a wife, who was just a reproductive tool without feelings, ran away, and then when you were about to go catch her, she turned from 18 to 14, came back on her own, acted like she forgot who you were, and pledged allegiance to you.
Furan understood why Kasha didn't just pin him down and make him have children.
The crudeness of this conspiracy was simply insulting everyone's intelligence.
But because the conspiracy was so outrageous, it made one wonder if there was some other hidden truth.
Thinking about this, it started to become a nested problem.
Furan organized her thoughts: "The Snow Wolf Legion can join the battle by tomorrow evening, and he came today..."
She suspected that Karl and the Oram Family had already joined forces.
"Hmph." Kasha snorted coldly: "Let's throw his dignity to the ground and trample on it. Let's see how long he can endure."
"As you command, Master." Furan nodded. She thought Karl's actions were not clever. No matter what his conspiracy was, as long as they kept an eye on him and humiliated him.
As an arrogant dragon, she didn't believe he could endure it and would eventually give in.
"Select the elite. Tomorrow, we will have a decisive battle with the Snow Wolf Legion." Kasha made the decision: "Half a month of training, it's time to see the results."
After Kasha finished speaking, she added, "Karl is temporarily entrusted to you."
"As you command." The Fox-folk ears twitched slightly.
**On the other side.**
Karl lay on the straw mat, looking at the gaps in the surrounding walls that were hastily built, through which the evening sun shone.
"Are you kidding me?"
Karl complained in a low voice. He was, after all, a dragon who could change the tide of battle, a hero unit, no less.
This so-called Black Dragon King Kasha just left him here, ignoring him.
There wasn't even anyone to bring him food.
"Does she worry that I, also a Black Dragon, might affect her status?"
Karl thought this was the most likely possibility.
Even though he had tried his best to appear low-key and submissive, his identity was still quite special.
He really wanted to perform well. Dragons are quite open about "sex." If he performed well, he might even get to be with the Dragon-girl.
Thinking of those two-meter-long, super beautiful legs, he couldn't even imagine how much fun it would be.
Even if this Mature beautiful older sister type was four meters tall, as long as she was willing to squat down, he could still reach.
Karl was thinking about this and that.
Furan arrived in front of the wooden house, her gaze lingering on the wooden house for a moment, then turned to the Lizard-girl guard standing beside her.
"Has he been inside all this time?"
"Yes." The Lizard-girl nodded: "He hasn't come out since he entered the room."
Upon hearing this, Furan's gaze lingered on the Lizard-girl. This Lizard-girl was covered in scales.
The head of a lizard combined with the body of a human. When she spoke, her forked tongue would occasionally dart out, giving off a dangerous feeling.
Unlike the Mixed-blood Species who could enter towns and live with humans, these pure-blooded demonic beast races only had a small portion of their bodies in human form.
The rest retained their demonic beast characteristics.
For example, the Lizard clan's large patches of scales on their bodies were natural armor, whether it was their sharp teeth or their strong bodies.
These demonic beast characteristics gave them stronger combat power.
"Come with me." Furan smiled.
"Yes." Although the Lizard-girl was puzzled, she still nodded and followed Furan into the room.
As the door gently opened, Furan saw Karl lying ungracefully on a pile of straw and thought, this Black Dragon can really endure. As a dragon, he can actually tolerate lying on a pile of straw.
"Hello." Karl's eyes lit up when he saw Furan enter. This was a pure-blooded Fox-folk Mature beautiful older sister type, completely different from those Mixed-blood Species Fox-folk.
Her face and figure were no different from a human's.
But her ears twitched, and there was some red fox fur on various parts of her arms, giving her a unique charm.
"I remember you. You always stood beside the great Black Dragon King Aisha. Does Lord Kasha have a mission for me?"
"..." Furan had already prepared, but she was still startled by his fawning appearance.
Is this guy really an arrogant dragon?
Furan managed her expression, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes: "Yes, Master has an important mission for you."
After she spoke, she stepped back, revealing the tall Lizard-girl behind her.
"Master hopes that you and your companions will bear offspring. They will all become powerful warriors under Master."
After Furan finished speaking, she waited for Karl to get angry, and then they would lay their cards on the table.
"Can I?" The Lizard-girl was surprised. Her and a dragon? She was certainly willing.
"Really?" Karl was equally surprised. Such a good thing? The Lizard Woman in front of him, nearly one meter ninety tall, although her head wasn't human-like, her figure was surprisingly good, well-proportioned, and her features were clear and delicate.
He had Time Stop, so he had ways to prevent pregnancy.
He had prepared to be a beast of burden, but it turned out he just needed to be with various non-human girls.
Such a good thing exists?
**Chapter 196: Completely Different**
Furan's foxy eyes were cunning, a half-smile on her lips, and her fox ears twitched: "Indeed, Mr. Karl, please proceed."
She was observing Karl's expression, waiting for his anger to erupt, and then she would use words to calm him down, leading to a showdown.
She didn't want to genuinely enrage this dragon.
She had already rehearsed all of Karl's possible reactions in her mind, and through a series of carefully crafted words, she would guide him to become an asset to Lord Kasha.
This was Furan's area of expertise.
Karl did not notice her playful smile; his attention was completely drawn to the Lizard-girl.
This Lizard-girl was nearly one meter ninety tall, with a white, semi-feminine lizard head. She had a muscular, streamlined physique, a six-pack, and large white scales covering her skin.
Aside from her lizard features, she was undoubtedly a fit, sexy woman, possessing a unique wild beauty.
"Is it really possible?"
Karl's eyes gleamed. He seemed to have misunderstood this Black Dragon King. She even provided women while he was merely trying to shift the hatred of Grand Duchess Sophie.
I am truly despicable.
After a brief moment of emotion, Karl saw Furan standing still, seemingly ignoring him, and asked strangely, "Madam Furan, are you planning to join in as well?"
Furan was quite beautiful, being of the Fox-folk after all.
But she had more human characteristics; aside from her fox ears, tail, and some red fur on her skin, she was no different from a human.
Which also meant she wouldn't provide experience for Karl.
Furan's expression was startled, and she quickly saw through Karl's trick, thinking to herself that she was almost deceived by his acting.
As long as she was sent away, this Lizard-girl would be completely under his control.
Furan's smile was alluring as she stepped forward towards Karl, taking the initiative: "Of course, not just me, but companions from various races are also awaiting the call, Lord Karl, you don't have much time to rest."
She once again stated the impertinent demand of treating Karl as a breeding dragon, not believing that Karl, as an arrogant dragon, could still endure it.
Karl's eyes lit up even more. Such a good thing!
He had originally planned to slack off and watch Kasha and Grand Duchess Sophie fight each other to the death. Now, it seemed he had to do his best to help this Black Dragon King.
At least, he couldn't let her lose so easily.
Non-human girls from various races, and all of them strong. He wouldn't have to search for them everywhere. Kasha was simply his goddess.
Karl reached out and quickly grabbed Furan's hand, pulling her soft body into his embrace with a sudden tug. A unique fullness from a Mature beautiful older sister type's body pressed against his chest.
"I'll be gentle, of course, if you prefer it rough, that's fine too."
Karl was currently in his half-dragon human form, two meters tall. Furan appeared delicate in his arms. He impatiently tore open her clothes, revealing her fair skin.
"Ah?" Furan only then reacted, trying to struggle.
But Karl's hands gripped her like iron clamps, holding her tightly. Her clothes were half torn off. Without any preparation, she felt a sharp pain.
She realized what had happened, her smile not yet faded, her pupils wide.
Only two thoughts were in her mind: Why is he so skilled? It hurts so much.
Karl, however, had only one thought: so tight.
He saw Furan as a Mature beautiful older sister type and a fox, assuming she would be very moist, but she was unexpectedly dry.
And she was motionless in his arms, as if a pause button had been pressed.
Karl quickly discovered that pure-blooded foxes were different from Mixed-blood Species. Her organs, both in shape and position, were different from a human's. He repositioned her body in his arms, changing to a rear-entry position.
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