Monster Girl Development Master

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Although it's called a training ground, it's actually very spacious, spanning two kilometers in length, width, and height. After all, Serafina's true form of bloodline is twenty meters long, and an ordinary training ground simply couldn't accommodate her for even a few uses.

“Tell me what you did this time.” Serafina put Celine down, took an unsharpened longsword from the weapon rack and tossed it to her. “Tell me while you warm up. After you’ve finished, I’ll think about how to deal with you, you who toyed with an innocent boy.”

“He’s only two years younger than me! And his wife is almost a tenth-year-old!” Celine raised her longsword. “And why is it that now I’m the one toying with an innocent boy?”

Serafina slashed with her sword: "Let's get down to business!"

Amidst the clattering and clanging, Celine recounted her experiences in the territory of Leon, telling Serafina everything in detail, including the Bloodline Order and its corresponding plans, and even the plan she had just devised to deceive Baro in the palace.

"So, sister, you have no objections to this plan, right?" Celine blocked Serafina's heavy slash and then slashed at her slender and beautiful neck.

“If Father finds out now, he’ll definitely ground you…” Serafina sighed softly, then slapped away Celine’s attack. “But it is indeed a good plan. Bloodline Order, Uncle Borodi… when do we set off?”

"Just wait for Zhuang Sen's notification. He'll send me a message once he's made the arrangements."

"You mean that [Shared Book Catalog]?"

"Yes, but it should be in the next day or two, so you'd better be prepared, sister."

“No problem.” Serafina suddenly dropped her weapon, and Celine stopped attacking, thinking the game was over. The next second, a crimson dragon appeared in front of her, spewing scorching flames that were so intense they were still clearly visible from miles away, giving the spies who had been watching the area the information they had already suspected.

As expected, that cold-blooded, sister-obsessed red dragon could not accept his sister becoming a count's woman.

Now, a rift is finally emerging between the two sisters.

Prince Grean gazed at the distant dragon's breath flames, pondering whether he could use his support for Johnson's marriage to Celine as leverage to win over the exceptionally talented young count.

Chapter 198: The Invitation of a Level 5 Bloodline Holder

"My sister-in-law has a really strange temper..."

Zhuang Sen flipped through the [Shared Book Catalog], picked up his pen to reply to Celine's message, and then looked at Bishop Came standing below: "Came, my friend, what new news do you have this time?"

Bishop Cameron was quite different from when he first arrived. He was very respectful to Zhuang Sen and his expression became very excited: "Lord Zhuang Sen, our people have successfully established themselves in the territory of Falau. The farmers who have to pay 100% of their agricultural tax, fishing tax, firewood tax, land tax, and population tax every year are very willing to help us... To be honest, I feel sorry for them."

Zhuang Sen felt the same way. When he first learned that Farau Territory could actually collect taxes at 100%, and not just one item, he felt that Leon Territory was still too simple and honest. Even those nobles who opposed the new law only collected 60% or 70% at most, and usually only for agricultural or commercial taxes. The idea of ​​collecting 100% poll tax was even more astonishing to him.

The poll tax in normal territories is usually fixed. For example, in the territory of Leon, it is now one copper coin for children under twelve years old, one silver coin for healthy adults aged twelve to thirty-five, and fifty copper coins for the elderly over thirty-five.

But the Falau system is different. It's dynamic, setting an annual income for each person based on occupation, gender, and age. Then, each person is required to pay taxes commensurate with that income—that is, on top of the rest of the taxes. This tax is almost unaffordable for everyone; even if someone can afford it in the first year, they certainly can't afford it in the second. And what happens if you can't afford it? Either you join the Falau Merchant Guild as a low-level merchant to earn money, or you become a servant, serf, or laborer for a Falau family.

There are no free people in Falau.

To be honest, after learning all this, Zhuang Sen felt that although Klose slaughtered his own son and let his children kill each other, he was actually a kind and good nobleman. At least there were still many free people in the territory of Leon.

However, because of Farau's sustainable, exploitative approach, the Bloodline Order gained a large following as soon as they infiltrated the territory. After all, the Bloodline Order would actually kill the lords, provide food for the "commoners," and even offer opportunities to make money.

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, the Bloodline Cult had no intention of taking a grassroots approach. They didn't even want to use the starving serfs of Falau as test subjects; they only wanted to cause trouble in Falau in exchange for special materials and new technologies from Zhuang Sen! Otherwise, Zhuang Sen would have really had to consider how to prevent the Bloodline Cult from coercing the peasants.

"In that case, kill more members of the Falau family. That way, when I take over the Falau territory, I can restore stability and establish my rule more quickly... At least my taxes will be much lower."

“The people of Farau are fortunate to have a ruler like you, Your Excellency,” Bishop Cameron exclaimed. This was not just flattery; it also contained a part of his sincerity. He had personally witnessed the implementation of the new laws and reforms in Leon, and as a scholar of bloodlines, he had enough knowledge and understanding to comprehend the benefits of all this, as well as the risks and costs involved. Therefore, he genuinely believed that Johnson was a good lord.

"Stop flattering me and get down to business. When exactly will the Order arrive? Winter is almost here. Even if it's not as cold as the Eastern Territory, it's still not a good place to travel."

Bishop Cameron smiled and replied, “I was just about to tell you, sir, that the Order’s reinforcements have arrived, and our leader, Lord Brad, has also come here, hoping to meet you.”

Zhuang Sen's heart skipped a beat. Having dealt with Bishop Cameron for so long, he naturally knew who Brad was. Brad was the highest-ranking official of the Bloodline Order in the Fallen Star Kingdom, the Patriarch above the Bishops, and also a close ally of Duke Borodi King Starr! If that wasn't enough, then Brad was also a Level 5 Bloodline user! He had already undergone five awakenings!

"Why wasn't it announced beforehand that His Majesty the Patriarch is coming in person?"

Zhuang Sen did not hide his dissatisfaction in his words. Bishop Cameron should have said this in advance. After all, no one wants to see a level 5 bloodline user suddenly appear on their territory. That would be no different from seeing a nuclear bomb that could explode at any time in their own home!

Therefore, Bishop Cameron didn't see anything wrong with it, and simply explained with a forced smile, "Lord Brad's decision was also made on a whim, and he suddenly joined before the reinforcements arrived, so..."

"Forget it, I can't beat him anyway, and I can't just drive him away." Zhuang Sen snorted and continued flipping through the book. "But since the Patriarch is here, can we cancel our previous plans and have him go and dismantle the castle and army in Farau territory, and then I can go and take over the territory?"

Bishop Cameron wiped the sweat from his brow: "No, you're joking. Lord Brad only came to see you. He won't be part of our plans. After all, we don't want to attract the attention of that Titan King, do we?"

“I don’t think it’s a problem to have my father-in-law come to Leon Territory. It would be a good opportunity for me to give a report on my perfect intelligence work in person.”

Bishop Cameron could only manage an awkward laugh at Johnson's reply. He naturally understood Johnson's meaning: it was a warning that if the Bloodline Order tried anything reckless, he could simply report them to King Baroo. After all, with Princess Celine around, he wouldn't die. But if the Bloodline Order were exposed to the Titan King's watchful eye… that was certainly not the outcome the Bloodline Order wanted.

Bishop Cameron truly did not wish for this to happen. The strength, knowledge, and cold-blooded evil and despicable nature that Zhuang Sen had displayed during this period greatly impressed Bishop Cameron, who wanted Zhuang Sen to truly join the Bloodline Order and receive true truth and knowledge.

Therefore, he really only came to convey Brad's invitation to meet with Zhuang Sen. Faced with Zhuang Sen's subtle threat, he sincerely explained: "Lord Brad will only stay here for one day. He came specifically for you, and it seems that he wants to know about the Sacred Scale Fruit in your possession."

This level of disclosure can be considered a breach of confidentiality. The fact that Bishop Cameron made such concessions to Zhuang Sen's threats demonstrates his sincerity and respect for Zhuang Sen.

Therefore, Zhuang Sen no longer hesitated, mainly because he believed that he had not given anything away: "Alright, since we've come this far, how about we meet at Leon Manor tonight?"

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Chapter 199: Enhancing Strength (4063 words)

After seeing Bishop Cameron off, Johnson relayed what had just happened to Celine through the [Shared Book], telling her to be prepared and to be careful. Then he got up and left, heading from Leon Manor to the Temple of Aranta.

The first to greet them was Lani, the first Lamia to emerge from the Lamia's lair. She had been punished by Zhuang Sen to work as an assistant for Dantalian, and to learn about current common sense and values. She had recently completed her studies and received permission to go to Radiant Manor, but Dantalian was short-handed, so she was still asked to help out during the day.

Rani swayed her genuinely slender waist as she approached Zhuang Sen. Although not as tall as Dantalian, her 1.9-meter frame still towered over him. Her two voluptuous breasts, though restrained by her nun's habit, still swayed, emitting an alluring fragrance. Her wide, rounded hips stretched the nun's habit taut, without a single wrinkle, and intentionally or unintentionally jiggled towards Zhuang Sen, offering a silent suggestion.

However, on the surface, Rani remained serious: "Lord Zhuangsen, you've come to see...?"

Zhuang Sen patted Lani's large, plump peach that was swaying in front of him, and the soft, bouncy texture made him squeeze it again: "Where's Dantalian?"

Rani pouted her cherry-like lips, swayed her plump buttocks, and used her soft, fragrant peach-like flesh to hold Zhuang Sen's small hand, leading Zhuang Sen to a certain place: "The superior species is in the room, which gives us a certain bonus."

……

Upon entering the room, the Egg of Lamia still slept peacefully on Dantalian's old bed. The dark green hue had engulfed the entire room, making Dantalian, who sat there, appear even more holy and beautiful. However, upon seeing Zhuang Sen enter, the holy and beautiful Dantalian dropped the quill pen in her hand, rushed to Zhuang Sen in two steps, and embraced him.

The plump, full shape, combined with the size difference, made the peach, almost three times the size of Zhuang Sen's head, instantly engulf Zhuang Sen's upper body. The rich milky aroma immediately filled Zhuang Sen's mouth and nose, and the habitually large Zhuang Sen also slightly awakened, pressing against Dantalian's flat stomach.

"Honey, why are you suddenly looking for me at this time?"

Dantalian's large hand slipped inside Zhuang Sen's pants, skillfully grasping the enormous member that evoked both love and hate, and gently began to stroke it. Logically speaking, Zhuang Sen's sudden appearance likely meant he wanted it, especially now that they had the [Shared Bookbook], where things could simply be written down in the book.

However, matters concerning those with level five bloodlines are not ordinary.

Zhuang Sen looked up from the towering canyon flowing with milk and honey and told her about Brad's request to meet him. The presence of a level five bloodline user made Dantalian wary, but not to the point of panic. She continued to massage Zhuang Sen and understood his reason for coming: "Darling, are you trying to break through to the fourth awakening before tonight?"

Zhuang Sen's [Secretary Angel] bloodline has been progressing rapidly, and it has now reached 75%. He only needs another 5% to reach the 80% threshold for the fourth awakening. Although there is no time to brew a magic potion to completely break through, it is better than no improvement at all.

So Zhuang Sen nodded, and with her small hands peeled open the peach's packaging, revealing the milky white skin wrapped in black stockings. The visual stimulation made Zhuang Sen so hard that it caused Dantalian's lower abdomen to dent slightly.

"Hmm~"

Dantalian murmured, thrusting her enormous breasts even higher. Her plump, straight legs slowly transformed into serpentine tails that shimmered with a holy light, layering, twisting, and meandering, coiling around Zhuang Sen and engulfing him inch by inch. The cool, smooth, and slightly sticky serpentine scales pressed against Zhuang Sen, lovingly and eagerly licking every inch, not even sparing the area behind his glans, deftly conforming to his shape, transforming into Zhuang Sen's exclusive tail cavity.

"It's always so hot, darling, do you like me that much?"

Dantalian's eyes radiated the intimate joy of being with her lover. As she spoke, her extremely long pink snake tongue had already slashed across Zhuang Sen's face and burrowed into his mouth, greedily sweeping through his oral cavity.

"Really, you're asking a question you already know the answer to."

Taking advantage of the moment their lips and tongues intertwined, Zhuang Sen spoke, his hands boldly climbing up her peaks, stuffing the rosy cherries from her breasts into his mouth, silencing her nimble tongue, and pressing her down to savor the cherries together. Under Zhuang Sen's counterattack, the once effortlessly alluring and mature nun's large breasts instantly went limp, becoming a large, seductive cushion for Zhuang Sen to play with at will, only able to emit moans and gasps that made one's blood boil under the invasion of his lips and tongue. Watching Zhuang Sen press her proud, voluptuous breasts into a shameful pancake shape, using them to envelop his burning, throbbing member, and tinging her white peaks with Zhuang Sen's own blushing pink.

……

Rani stood in front of the door she had locked, watching Johnson and Dantalian entangled together. Unconsciously, she transformed back into her Lamia form, her eyes fixed on the enormous Johnson who roamed the Dantalian Snow Peak Valley. Her ten slender fingers futilely traced the movements of his massive member, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't diminish the lust in her heart. How could she be satisfied with just her fingers when looking at such a massive member?

Even physical satisfaction is impossible, because the cloaca must be reserved for the owner to enter, so Rani can only stroke her firm breasts and touch the outside of the cavity, which is obviously not enough stimulation.

I long to be like Dantalian, to hug my lovely master and let him leave burning marks on every part of my body, inside and out, with his enormous member… Ah, master~ master~

Her fingers moved faster and faster, mimicking Zhuang Sen's movements, rapidly rubbing her cherry. Rani's eyes were wide open to the limit, locked tightly on the massive, white thing that was moving inside her. Her lips, which had been suppressed, parted slightly, uttering a seductive and alluring moan.

Anyway, Dantalian and her master are both very focused and shouldn't notice her offensive behavior—here it comes!

Lani watched as Da Da Zhuang Sen suddenly thrust into the canyon with tremendous force. The enormous thing, so disproportionate to his small body, even pushed out his breasts, which were covered in fragrant sweat and looked like soft, plump peaches that had just been taken out of a steamer. Da Da Zhuang Sen's pink head even touched Dantalian's mouth.

Rani understood that Johnson was making a final push—

With a final thrust, Zhuang Sen pressed his entire body against her, pushing her large breasts to the top. He then thrust his penis directly into Dantalian's mouth, ejaculating inside her tight, moist pink cavity.

The moment the copious white fluid erupted, Rani, who witnessed it firsthand and smelled the intense aroma, instantly reached an climax she thought was impossible. Clear fluid shot out from her cloaca, some landing on the ground, some…

To Rani's horror, her holy water was splashed onto Johnson's back.

Zhuang Sen, who was in the middle of his ejaculation, was startled by this sudden attack. His already surging essence erupted again, filling Dantalian's mouth completely. Dantalian couldn't even swallow it all, and a lot of it spilled out, which she could only slowly wipe back into her mouth.

"Slurp... Looks like... hmm~ someone's getting impatient~ ah~"

Dantalian's snake tail unfurled and wrapped around the terrified Rani.

"M-My lord, I...I didn't..." According to Lamia's rules, a lower-ranking being who disturbs a higher-ranking being's mating with their partner, or even peeps, is killed. Although she had received instruction from Dantalian, Lani, still caught up in the ecstasy of pleasure, instinctively acted according to her bloodline's instincts.

However, as she closed her eyes and awaited death, a warm sensation suddenly appeared in her arms.

She opened her eyes, tense and confused, only to see Zhuang Sen's face close to hers, his lips meeting hers. As their eyes met, Lani felt another surge of fluid flow below.

"Are you really Lamia?"

Dantalian leisurely swallowed the essence in her mouth, feeling the heat slide down into her stomach, slowly increasing the development of her bloodline. At the same time, she mocked her nervous sisters: "You are so passive with the man you like in your arms. You are a disgrace to Lamia."

Rani couldn't refute it, because her mouth was now completely gagged and she was very busy, only able to make strange watery noises. However, her snake tail reacted violently, quickly wrapping around Zhuang Sen's legs and instinctively trying to rise upwards to completely control him.

Zhuang Sen had grown accustomed to it, and even quite enjoyed the feeling, letting the dark green scales cover his entire body, bringing a slight itching sensation, like the tingling from being out in the midday sun while running; or like the tickling sensation from strange spiky balls and fuzzy leaves on a mountain path. However, as the dark green scales pressed and coiled around him, this itching quickly transformed into a pleasurable scratching sensation, causing the already restless Zhuang Sen to raise his head again, forcibly squeezing out a tail hole within the cautious snake tail, and begin to rampage.

"Mmm~"

With only theoretical knowledge and virtually no practical knowledge, the traditional Paramia quickly succumbed, succumbing to Zhuang Sen's consistently gentle gaze, to his forceful yet tender kisses, and to his vigorous and fiery thrusts. Her moist cloaca had long since opened completely for Zhuang Sen's large penis, concealing its fine scales and biting into him.

The tight, tender flesh inside the cavity and the smooth snake scales felt completely different, especially when the two acted on each other at the same time. At the front of Zhuang Sen's body was the moist, soft, warm, tender flesh that allowed him to thrust freely, while at the back he was enveloped by the tough, cool snake tail covered with hard scales. The two completely different but equally stimulating sensations blended and contrasted, stimulating Zhuang Sen and making his movements gradually become more aggressive.

"Is this just the usual Lamia's secret sexual technique? Using a special venom to gradually arouse the partner in an itchy sensation, seeking to cure that itch with holy water, and ultimately cultivating an instinctive obsession with Lamia's wife. But to dare use it on your beloved..."

Dantalian licked her fingers, her alluring eyes half-closed, as if she had seen something interesting, and let out a seductive laugh. Amidst her laughter, Rani, who had been proud of her secret technique, finally realized something was wrong.

Zhuang Sen's physical abilities are not those of an ordinary person as described in the theories of his inherited memories, nor is he a light and agile little boy who can be easily pushed over. Instead, he is a super pony with the full bloodline of the [Rankless Angel] and the bloodline bonus of the [Secretary Angel] at the third awakening level. He can easily tear steel apart with his bare hands and shatter the earth with his fists!

"Ah~ um~ wait... slow, slow—oh~"

Each thrust faster, deeper, and heavier than the last left Rani unable to beg for mercy. The tingling, itchy sensation emanating from her flower cave made her only able to let out seductive moans like a female snake or a female dog, fueling the next attack even more fiercely.

Even though her cloaca was throbbing with pain from the impact, Rani still tightly wrapped her snake tail around the base of Zhuang Sen's penis, continuing to use her secret technique. The sensitive flesh within her snake tail clenched tightly, doing everything she could to provide Zhuang Sen with the best possible pleasure. After all, this might be her only chance to mate with her master, even if it meant being...

The thought of potentially becoming the first, and very likely the first, in the history of the Lamia to be killed by a man filled Lani with increasing excitement. After all, it would prove that her partner was the best, right? Could any of the other Lamia partners do that?!

Has this kid's brain been damaged by all that abuse?

Although Zhuang Sen couldn't read minds, he wasn't stupid. After a barrage of attacks, he noticed that his wife's reaction was off, so he gradually slowed down. As for the itching... what could he do but endure it? That's how monster girls are.

Zhuang Sen affectionately kissed Lani's cheek, thanking the snake women for their soft bodies; otherwise, given Zhuang Sen's size, he could only kiss their lower breasts at most when attacking their flower caves.

"Uh-huh?"

Rani gradually came to her senses, then her body tensed up, and she lost control of herself in a very embarrassing kiss on the face.

"Trash fish."

Dantalian mocked mercilessly, and Zhuang Sen chuckled in response. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he launched his final assault, releasing his first ejaculation into the flower cave of the humiliated and enraged minion, Lamia.

"Woooooooo..."

Reactivated by the scorching essence, Rani whimpered pitifully. She'd truly become a disgrace to Lamia! No way, she refused to believe she was so useless. Another round!

Her soft, delicate body struggled to get up, but as soon as she moved, a wave of pain and exhaustion washed over her, and Rani collapsed to the ground again. She could only watch as Dantalian snatched Zhuang Sen from her arms, opened her cloaca, and swallowed and squeezed the large Zhuang Sen, who was still covered in her bodily fluids.

Dantalian entwined around Zhuang Sen, her proportions extremely slender, yet her flesh overflowing with alluring curves. Her waist swayed incessantly, as if trying to swallow Zhuang Sen's hand, her honey-drenched, wet and tight flower-like orifice squeezing out Zhuang Sen's large member. She didn't forget to admonish her junior: "You should rest well. Although there's still some time before nightfall, you can't be satisfied with just one more time, can you?"

Rani immediately lay down, stretching her body and snake tail, trying to recover quickly.

……

That evening, Zhuang Sen yawned as he arrived at the banquet hall, which had been restored and was now laden with sumptuous food.

Chapter 200: The Slime

Although there was only one guest, the banquet hall was still luxuriously decorated. Bear-hair carpets covered the floor, crystal chandeliers burned brightly, and various valuable works of art were scattered throughout. Dozens of servants were hidden in the corners, ready to serve at any time. The only "simple" thing was that this banquet only had one table of food, rather than the kind of large banquets with several long tables piled up.

Zhuang Sen sat in the head seat, alone. For safety reasons, he did not bring Dantalian and the others, nor did he mobilize the Shadow Raven Knights and the army, because even if he brought them, it would be useless. It was too early to expect ordinary people to deal with level 5 bloodline users. He would probably only consider such an operation when Nia's rune equipment was deployed to the entire army of Leon.

A bell rang in the distance, and at the same time, an old man who looked extremely weak and pitiful, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, appeared outside the banquet hall door and politely knocked on the open door: "Your Excellency, may I come in?"

Zhuang Sen glanced at Cameron and Kirk, who were sitting at the lower seat. The two returned Zhuang Sen's approving gaze, so Zhuang Sen said loudly, "Please come in, sir."

Brad walked into the banquet hall, his steps unsteady. Several well-meaning servants wanted to help him, but they were stopped by a look from Zhuang Sen.

“The Earl is younger than I imagined.” Brad sat down to the left of Zhuang Sen, panting. A strong, strange smell, definitely not the smell of an old man, filled Zhuang Sen’s nostrils, and even the aroma of incense and food could not suppress it.

“Mr. Brad is also older than I thought,” Johnson said casually, waving his hand. The servants rose and left, the last one closing the door behind him.

Brad smiled, revealing his pink gums and last tooth: "Your Excellency is quite perceptive, but aren't you afraid I might have some ill intentions?"

“If you, Mr. Brad, intend to attack me, there’s nothing I can do to resist,” Zhuang Sen said, looking directly into Brad’s cloudy eyes with neither humility nor arrogance. “Besides, wouldn’t it be better if we got straight to the point?”