Her petite body changed position in Karl’s arms. "I'm a 'pet'~" Yihu looked at the puzzled expression in Carl's eyes, and after being stunned for a moment, she suddenly burst into laughter: "Haha~ You don't know what 'pet' means, do you?" "I'm sorry for my lack of experience." Karl grabbed one of her feet and played with it in his hand. Her feet are very delicate and girlish. "I am a black dragon, not a human." "Ah?" Yihu was surprised, then patted her head and stuck out her tongue mischievously: "Captain Aisha did say that, but I didn't pay attention and forgot about it." She saw Karl playing with her feet, and she smiled and stretched out her other foot and put it in his hand. "Mixed-bloods cannot awaken their talents, so they are natural candidates for slavery." Yihu smiled and slid her toes in his palm: "But by mixing different races, we can produce some hybrids with special appearances." Carl held her jade feet and looked at Yihu. Her distinctive feature was the fox tail, but other parts of her body did not have any beastman characteristics.
"Hee~ I don't know what race I am." Yihu spread out her hands nonchalantly: "In those breeding farms, they will select beautiful hybrids to continue to mix. Most of the "pets" they cultivate cannot figure out what bloodlines are in their bodies." "Is appearance the only selection criterion?" Carl lifted up the fox's chin with his hand. This fox was indeed very good-looking, without the wildness of normal beastmen. Like the difference between a wild dog and a beautiful, carefully bred domestic dog. She didn't mind at all. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked his fingers. "I don't know either. My master took me to Wind Chime City to be auctioned off as a commodity, and then Captain Aisha showed up. That's it." Yihu finished speaking, pulled her foot out of his hand, and hugged his neck with her slender arms, as if she was acting like a spoiled child: "Okay~ I've told you about my past, you have to keep your promise~" She grabbed Karl’s hand and held her neck, with madness in her eyes: “Let me experience that suffocating feeling for a while longer.” Karl didn’t use any force, “Who is the owner of the farm?” "Hmm?" Yihu smiled: "The Duke of Oram, the Grand Duke of the North." "Oh~" Carl narrowed his eyes. San Marino City belongs to the northern border. He stared at Yihu: "I want to kill him. Lead the way for me." "Ah?" Yihu blinked, the corners of his mouth curved up, and then he burst into laughter: "Hahaha! You avenged me, and I will be your pet from now on. Let's get started~ Master." Carl shook his head, "No. It has nothing to do with you. He runs a so-called "breeding farm", so he must be very rich. The reconstruction of San Marino City requires a lot of money, and I don't want to extort money from poor people." His time stopped, and he really had no good way to deal with the "Invisible Girl". But against ordinary humans, it is completely invincible. Yihu stared at Karl's face, seeing that he was really thinking about this question seriously, the casual smile on her face disappeared, replaced by a teasing look: "Your acting skills are not that good. Keep talking about such boring topics. I don't want to play with you anymore." Carl stood up suddenly and walked out with big strides. Yihu was knocked to the ground by his sudden action. She stared at his back in a daze, unable to recover for a moment. An extremely ridiculous emotion welled up in my heart. Could he be serious? At this moment, Karl’s back became unfathomable.
While Yihu was still lying on the ground in a daze, Karl suddenly turned around and walked towards her again. "Hmm?" Yihu tilted her head and said with a smile, "Master, you gave up too quickly." “No.” Carl unzipped his pants: “We’ll get down to business after that.” Just now, Yihu had been sticking to his body and playing with her small and soft feet. She was already in a fighting state. Yihu had a strange look on her face, but soon she smiled, turned around and raised her tail: "Okay, Master." Karl held her slender waist and began to straighten his waist. Yihu's petite and soft body was particularly girlish, with that kind of youthful and tender feeling. He held her feet in his hands and played with her feet at the same time. Yihu gritted her teeth and didn't resist at all. Karl held her slender waist. He was very sure that Yihu was not as innocent as she pretended to be. She acted casually only because she had a strong tendency to self-destruct. I just kept saying I wanted a more heavy-tasting experience. But now she behaves very well, as if she is doing it simply to satisfy him. There is no doubt that Yihu, even though she herself does not know, has expectations. "Hmm." Carl let out a long breath and shuddered all over. Yihu sat up, stretched out her jade feet, with a smile in her eyes, and rubbed him clean with the soles of her feet. Carl was once again convinced that Yihu was definitely very smart and could see through his habit. Of course he had selfish motives. Since he couldn't handle Yihu's abilities, he would just make her his own. Chapter 76 While the Heat is on In the meeting room of the City Lord's Mansion, Karl sat in the main seat, Yihu stood behind him, looking like a well-behaved girl. Hill and Michelle walked into the meeting room and were surprised to see Yihu, who was looking well-behaved, behind Carl. They were just discussing Yihu's almost unstoppable power, how come she became so well-behaved. Hill knew that Carl had put her in a wooden box and fried her in the morning. She thought Carl was just venting his anger out of helplessness. Now it seemed that he had really turned his enemy into a teammate. Hill retracted his surprised look and reported solemnly: "Lord City Lord, according to the latest intelligence, Aisha's Brotherhood army will arrive at San Marino City in two days. Currently, the repair progress of the city wall is slow, and we need to make a decision as soon as possible." "No need to build a wall." Carl waved his hand: "Ai Sha is nothing to be afraid of." An invisible big question mark appeared above Hill's head. The Brotherhood's main force would be assembled within two days, but Carl actually said there was nothing to be afraid of. She looked at Yihu again. Could it be that Carl couldn't handle Yihu's ability and surrendered? Carl ignored her surprised expression and continued to answer: "Pass on my order. From now on, I will take office as the Lord of San Marino and announce my identity as a dragon to the outside world." As soon as these words were spoken, Hill and Michelle's eyes widened immediately, unable to believe their ears.
They looked at Carl with strange expressions. He didn't think that dragons had a good reputation on the mainland. Carl went on to say: “There will no longer be nobles in San Marino. The former nobles will be sent to the guillotine according to their crimes, and all their property will be used to compensate the victims.” Hill and Michelle were stunned, as if they were looking at a madman. Carl's nonsense has not stopped yet: "The city of San Marino will open its gates, and all races, including mixed-race people, and all outsiders who have become citizens of San Marino will be given land." "We will organize factories, and workers who don't want to farm will receive a fixed daily wage, and will only need to work six hours a day, with two days off a week." "Mr. Karl, do you know what you are talking about?" Michelle frowned and stared at Karl: "We don't have so much land, and the so-called factory doesn't need so many workers. It can't make a profit at all." Carl waved his hand: "It's okay, Misir. The so-called work is just a minimum guarantee for all the people who are willing to join." "If there are no suitable jobs, let them work on infrastructure, strictly control the six-hour workday with two days off, and the salary does not need to be too high, just enough to ensure food and clothing, and these people will not rebel." Hill and Michelle frowned even more tightly, they couldn't understand Carl's thoughts. Now that Aisha's army is approaching, Carl is not thinking about organizing forces to resist, but is instead doing all these unnecessary things. Seeing the expressions of the two, Carl shook his head and explained, "Aisha can gather a large number of followers in a short period of time through populism. Hatred will make the Brotherhood stronger." "But this form of organization has a fatal flaw. There is no way these gathered people can survive and follow her." "Human nature is actually compromising. As long as we give them a reason to live without fighting, most people will tend to compromise." "Hehe." Yihu said with a playful look in her eyes: "It's an interesting approach. Although most of the members of the Brotherhood are ordinary people and may compromise, there are also many of them whose relatives, friends, and children have been killed and who have blood feuds. These people who only have revenge in their lives will not compromise." “It doesn’t matter.” Carl waved his hand: “These people are easier to deal with. Aisha is playing with populism. We just need to be more extreme than her. These Avengers will become the sharpest sword in my hand.” Carl knew that the source of these hybrids' power was "the Invisible Woman." So Aisha couldn't control her subordinates' thoughts at all. Aisha plays populism. As long as he is more extreme than her, he can gain more support. Carl looked at Yihu and said, "The Grand Duke of the North, Duke Oram, established a ranch and treated civilians as livestock. Such nobles are our real enemies." "He is the one who made us miserable. We should hang him and send all the vested interests related to Duke Oram to the gallows. No one should be left alive." Yihu was stunned and looked at him in surprise. "Too extreme." Hill shook his head: "And there's not enough time. Aisha still has two days to attack us." "No, there is enough time." Carl looked at Hill and said, "Let your dark elves spread the news. Aisha is the princess, but she is just a pawn of the royal family. Even if she succeeds, nothing will change." "But we are different. We are not human. If you join us, you can get the life you always dream of without fighting or shedding blood." "And our real enemy is the human nobles, the royal family that exploits this land. I will lead everyone to avenge them, kill all the nobles, hang their enemies until there is none left, and create a world without oppression and exploitation." Carl put his hand on his chin and said, "Anyway, you dark elves are good at lies, so just follow this idea." "..." Hill opened his mouth wide and looked at Carl's pretty face. How could he be dirtier than them dark elves?
"Also." Carl continued to add: "Spread some gossip. Princess Aisha was cruel by nature when she was in the imperial capital. Remember to include some adult content." "..." Hill felt that she still overestimated Carl's bottom line. After Hill and Michelle left, the room fell into a brief silence. The cute smile on Yihu's face was a little stiff: "Please, I'm a member of the Brotherhood. You guys are discussing these things in front of me. You don't think I will keep my mouth shut, right?" “No need.” Carl reached out and held Yihu’s petite body in his arms. He entered her body with skillful movements: “Tell Aisha what I just said. I am willing to cooperate with her to eliminate the Grand Duke Oram of the North.” He quite likes Yihu's body. The girlish body feels very good, with a special feeling of tenderness and firmness. Yihu's breathing became heavier, but surprisingly, she didn't cooperate this time. After a brief silence, she said, "I seem to be beginning to have expectations of you." At that moment, his head tilted and his whole body lost its life. “Ah?” Karl hugged her slender waist and felt her life slipping away: “I’m not done yet.” He tried to thrust forward, but without Yihu's cooperation, it took a lot of effort. Fortunately, she had a petite figure, so it was not difficult for her to use it. Carl could only speed up a bit while the girl still had body temperature. At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door. Chris walked in and saw Yihu's body lying nearby, then looked at Carl sitting upright, but she smelled a strange smell and frowned slightly. "Is there something wrong?" Carl looked serious. Chris retracted her gaze: "My mother wants to see you." Chapter 77 Mother After the last attack, the church completed simple repairs in just three days, and at least from the outside, it has returned to its original appearance. Chris led the way in front, wearing a nun's uniform. She seemed to have something to say but found it difficult to speak. Karl noticed her subtle emotional changes. He rarely saw the saint being so shy: "You look like you have something to say to me." Chris stopped, clenched her fists unconsciously, bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and spoke as if she had made a great decision: "My mother seems to have misunderstood the relationship between us. Please don't do anything excessive later." After hearing this, Karl was stunned at first, and then a smile of understanding appeared on his face: “Ha... Haha, this is very interesting.” He really didn't expect that the saint was a symbol of purity in the church. The mature and handsome Bishop Victoria had no intention of stopping his daughter, otherwise it would not be Chris who came to call him. Chris clenched her fists tighter and lowered her head even lower. There was even a hint of pleading in her voice: "Promise me." Carl looked at Chris's humiliated face and said, "How are you going to thank me? I'm a dragon. You're not so naive as to think that you don't have to pay a price to ask a dragon for help." “You!” Chris clenched her fists. She hated Carl, but she could do nothing about it. "Go in first." After admiring her humiliated expression, Carl walked into the church hall. His eyes swept around the hall and finally stopped on Bishop Victoria. It was bright in front of my eyes. She was actually wearing a pair of black transparent stockings and high heels. The black transparent stockings were tightly attached to her slender legs, revealing the perfect leg lines, and the high heels made her figure look even taller.
After he designed various stockings and high heels, he became famous in San Marino because of their elegance. After Bishop Victoria put it on, she had a unique mature woman's charm. "Hello, Mr. Carl." Bishop Victoria smiled calmly and bowed slightly to Carl. "Time stops." Without any hesitation, Carl opened up his territory and everything around him was paused.