Monster Girl Development Master

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Zhuang Sen never imagined that one day he would have a headache because a monster girl wanted to have sex with him, but now his head really was starting to hurt: "Just wait a little while. By the way, why don't you talk about yourself first? Since you've lived before, haven't you had sex with a partner before?"

Besh stopped what she was doing, tilted her head as if she was thinking, but soon resumed harassing Zhuang Sen: "I've never had a partner before. Humans are rare."

Seeing that this approach seemed feasible, Zhuang Sen continued the conversation: "Then why are you so eager to do this with me?"

Beshi's tone became noticeably more serious: "Mating, reproduction, expanding the population!"

???

So you're planning to bring back the entire Behemoth race all by yourself?

You monster girls all have unique skills!

Zhuang Sen tried to reason with her: "You're a dwarf now, and even monster girls have a time limit for pregnancy. Usually, you only get one at a time, so there's no rush."

Behemoth continued moving, calmly replying, "A Behemoth dwarf is still a Behemoth, and besides, you're different; I'm also very strong!"

Is this what you call being strong?!

Zhuang Sen looked helplessly at Dantalian and the others, sending out a distress signal.

Dantalian got up and came over, reaching out to support Bessie under her armpits and pulling her up—then she pulled down Johnson's pants.

“Being too hasty isn’t good, little Besh.” Dantalian said, then looked at Zhuang Sen with an innocent expression. “Darling, this way we can get little Besh to answer more questions.”

Zhuang Sen remained silent, his mouth blocked by the enormous breasts.

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Chapter 228: Fragments of an Ancient Story

Zhuang Sen lay on Lilith's luxurious gold-embroidered velvet silk quilt, with Behemoth's full, soft thighs and plump, ripe buttocks pressed tightly against her. Theoretically, her tender flower hole, less than a day old, tightly enveloped Zhuang Sen, revealing the alluring beauty of the mature Behemoth.

Dantalian stayed close to the two, carefully instructing Bessie, who only relied on instinct and savage thrusting, on how to enjoy deeper pleasure and how to better satisfy Zhuang Sen. Under her guidance, Bessie's movements gradually became more skillful, no longer just monotonously swaying her hips according to instinct, but beginning to rhythmically rotate her millstone-like, mature, plump buttocks, stimulating the sensitive areas on the inside of Zhuang Sen's thighs.

Although her expression remained the same, her moans were no longer monotonous "uh-huh" and began to include more provocative words. However, her tone hadn't quite caught up yet, and combined with her expression, she seemed to be forced into it. But this gave Zhuang Sen a unique flavor, and he thrust harder.

The robust angel thrust his hips repeatedly, his thick holy spear widening the hidden, fiery cave in the cold forest. His hands ravaged the fleshy mountain's plump buttocks, and amidst the evil monster girl's cries of "No~ I'm going to come~ You villain~", he ejaculated thick essence, completing a pure white purification.

"Thank goodness... I almost forgot about the important matter."

Zhuang Sen became serious, his mind racing, and he picked out one of the questions he had always wanted to know: "Beshi, why did monster girls disappear from this world?"

Having just been filled up, Beshi once again revealed her dwarf girl's cowardly nature, collapsing limply onto Zhuang Sen, her body radiating a satisfied afterglow, her expression softening considerably. Hearing Zhuang Sen's question, she replied, "I can't recall the details right now, but it seems there's some invincible enemy that forces the monster girls to use Blood Gem technology to self-isolate, preserve themselves, and wait for the chance to awaken and return."

Behemoth paused, collected the essence overflowing from her jade gate with her hand, put it in her mouth, and continued, "By the way, the relic was also made at that time. It seems to have been used to help awaken the spirit, but I don't remember the specifics. I am just a remnant of the true Queen Behemoth separated from her, and my memories are not very complete. If I can recover more remnants, I can probably remember more things."

Zhuang Sen caressed the incredibly smooth, snow-white, plump buttocks, and naturally thought of the stinky mud monster Brad. Although the system said it was an inferior monster, the fact that the system reacted to it, as a monster girl development system, was already very problematic. So, could that great enemy be a monster?

After all, just because slimes are inferior doesn't mean that other monsters are inferior. However, if the slime monster Brad wasn't lying to him, then the monsters' combat power should be inferior to that of monster girls of the same level. So how could they force the monster girls to use Bloodborne Gems to shut themselves off and wait to die?

While Zhuang Sen's large head was operating with perfect clarity, his small head also sent a signal—a danger signal that he had just left the hidden, fiery cave and hadn't even had a few seconds to enjoy the fresh air before being swallowed by a snake's bite.

"Slurp~ Beshi, watch carefully~ Gulp~ Study hard~"

The slender forked tongue coiled upwards from the base of Zhuang Sen's penis, covering the pale shaft with pink, until it was completely drawn into the mouth. Only then did it relax and begin to writhe, stimulating every sensitive spot on Zhuang Sen's body. The moist, tight mouth skillfully gripped Zhuang Sen's head, pushing it inch by inch into the increasingly narrow depths, until it swallowed the magnificent shaft whole. The high, pure nose even ventured into Zhuang Sen's deep, dark forest, being relentlessly assaulted by the lingering masculine scent. The forked tip of the forked tongue nimbly moved forward, curling up Zhuang Sen's scrotum and diligently sucking and cleaning it, leaving no groove untouched, licking it until it was shiny and slippery.

What made it even more irresistible was that Dantalian maintained an elegant and holy expression throughout the entire process. Even the unavoidable facial changes caused by forceful sucking and swallowing could not break her composure and elegance, making it even more difficult for Zhuang Sen to suppress his heartbeat, and he ejaculated in an instant.

"Hmm~ Hi, Suzemo Nong, Zemoduo Ne~"

Dantalian, her mouth full of essence, spoke calmly as she swallowed it all, not even letting go of what spilled from the corners of her mouth or clung to Da Zhuangsen's hair. She gently wiped the corners of her mouth and collected it all, even savoring and swallowing the specks on the curled hair.

This "secret technique" was created by Dantalian with Zhuang Sen's cooperation when she was working on her bloodline development. To put it bluntly, it's a pragmatic way to gain points, but for Dantalian, it's just a means to satisfy Zhuang Sen. And although Zhuang Sen doesn't seem to have noticed yet, Dantalian is very clear that Zhuang Sen has slowly gotten used to it... Hmm, should we just change to a different style next time?

Dantalian pondered for a moment, then gave up her seat to Behemoth, whose bloodline had been stirred by her teachings.

After resting for a while to allow his brain to recover from the extreme pleasure, Zhuang Sen continued with his business: "Bessie, why do you trust me so much, and are even willing to be my partner?"

Bessie was originally engrossed in learning lip and tongue techniques, but Zhuang Sen's question made her temporarily unleash her inner Zhuang Sen: "It smells great, it looks great, I love it!"

Could you please explain this in more detail?

Zhuang Sen was very helpless, but he knew that this kind of thing was probably inexplicable. The monster girl's inexplicable affection and closeness to him was even more special than the monster girl development system.

Shaking his head, Zhuang Sen asked again, "Beshi, do you know where Behemoth's Blood Gem and the relic [Pure Purification] are?"

"White City~ Hmm~ Federation~ Slurp, specifically~ Glug~ I don't know, but~ Ahh~ I sense~ the North~ Glug~"

Behemoth answered Zhuang Sen between stammers, but the answer was rather disappointing. Zhuang Sen wanted to continue asking questions, such as whether she knew about the monster girl's lair, whether she knew about the monster girl's bloodline, whether she knew about monsters, etc., but gradually recovered and became engrossed in Zhuang Sen's [Behemoth Dwarf] again, and stopped responding.

"Master, it seems you can only continue asking questions if you satisfy her."

Having already stripped naked except for a pair of red stockings, Lilith climbed onto the bed that had once belonged to her, licking Zhuang Sen's fingers and gradually moving them upwards, her eyes alluring and submissive, extremely seductive.

"Or perhaps we could let her answer the question first, and then reward her with that pleasure?"

Lydia sat down next to Zhuang Sen, her fit but not bulky body pressed against him, the cut of her neck tracing across his chest and down to where he was.

Only Lisander, burdened by her sister's presence, had left the room early in the morning, carrying Piper, and was now helplessly gazing at the sky in the hallway. Piper, in her arms, had a mouth that drooped even lower than Lisander's.

No, I can't let this stupid younger sister/older sister drag me down any longer!

Chapter 229: The Activities of the Bloodline Order

The news of the fall of Deherme and the news of Lilith Farau becoming Viscount Deherme arrived at the Hall of Radiance almost simultaneously, silencing the dazzling crystal brilliance once again, leaving only endless oppression, weighing heavily on the hearts of the Farau family and the lords of the Farau territory.

Olco Farau was visibly fatigued. Although he still stood ramrod straight, his aura had clearly weakened, which made him even more irritable and deepened the silence in the Hall of Radiance. No one wanted to speak at this moment and invite Olco Farau's indiscriminate and purely angry rebukes and curses—Mann Farau was still in the dungeon of Starry Night City.

Finally, just as Olco Farau was about to speak but didn't know what to say, a priest from the Bloodline Order stepped forward from the crowd: "My lord, I have a way to stop the Leonians' invasion."

To be honest, Orko didn't think this person who had come to him willingly, claiming to be the "Priestess of the Blood Goddess," had any special abilities. What he valued in the Source Blood Cult was their unique blood healing abilities; in his eyes, this priestess only possessed a level two bloodline. This was also why he had previously chosen Dagan Dara's White City mercenaries instead of the Source Blood Cult.

But at this moment, he didn't mind hearing about the so-called plan, just to encourage his subordinates: "Priest Neil, what plan do you have?"

The priest of the Bloodline Order, named Neil and disguised as a priestess of the Goddess of Blood, bowed slightly and smiled, "My lord, our church possesses a divine art bestowed by the goddess that can transform ordinary people into low-ranking bloodline users. In other words, if you wish, you will have an army of hundreds of thousands of bloodline users! Even a level four bloodline user would be unable to face hundreds of thousands of level one bloodline users, would they?"

Priest Neil's meaning was clear to those who knew the Bloodline Order: "Bloodline Soldier Technology." But to the Farau people, who were unfamiliar with the Bloodline Order, his words were too absurd to be true. They didn't even think he was serious; they thought he was joking. No one even accused him of "tainting the bloodline."

Olco chuckled and wiped his eyes, then joined in the joke: "Oh, Priest Neil, you're quite the comedian. If you had that kind of skill, you'd be sitting on this throne right now, wouldn't you?"

Priest Neil wasn't angry, because it was all intentional. After everyone had finished laughing, he slowly said, "Your Excellency, that's because this technology requires a lot of resources, and ordinary people who are transformed into low-level bloodlines can only live for a year at most. If they engage in fierce battles, they may die in three or four months."

Priest Neil didn't mention divine magic in his speech, and instead inflated the required resources. While simply modifying bloodline soldiers wouldn't normally be very costly, the Bloodline Order wasn't genuinely helping the Faraus, so of course they wanted to extract extra compensation. Anyway, the Faraus were going to be wiped out eventually; so what if they were discovered? Could they possibly crawl out of hell to seek revenge? Even if they did, it was uncertain who would be stronger then.

The Blood Order wasn't truly afraid of a count; they simply didn't want to reveal their existence and attract the attention of the Titan King.

Furthermore, the more "technical flaws" Priest Neil mentioned, the more Olko and the others believed him, because it made sense and conformed to their common sense! As a result, they suddenly became interested, after all, if there really were hundreds of thousands of bloodline users, even if they were all level one bloodline users, they could definitely defeat Zhuang Sen easily, or even turn around and annex Leon Territory, no, even the entire Falling Star Kingdom!

Olco Farau's eyes widened slightly, clearly showing interest, but years of scheming made him hesitant to believe so easily. Instead, he cautiously continued to probe: "This is truly remarkable, but such a miraculous divine art must come at a high price. Can it really create hundreds of thousands of bloodline users?"

Priest Neil knew that Olko had taken the bait and smiled, "Of course, it will take enough time, and while it's said to require a lot of resources, that's relative to us lowly people. For the Earl, it's not actually that much. The most precious resource is probably the blood of you esteemed lords. This will determine what kind of bloodline they can possess. The amount of blood you lords provide is the key to determining the number of people. In addition, some materials will be needed for the enhancement process, such as hallucinogenic mushrooms and intoxicating herbs..."

The materials reported by Priest Neil were indeed usable, although 90% of them weren't used to create bloodline soldiers, and the quantity per item was ten times greater. But as the saying goes, the more exaggerated his claims and the higher his demands, the more Orco and the others trusted him. Plus, since Priest Neil genuinely possessed the technology and could readily produce solid evidence, Orco and the others naturally had even less reason to question him.

However, there was one clever person who suddenly raised a very dangerous question: "But Priest Neil, what if these bloodline soldiers rebel?"

Well, they're smart, but only a limited number are truly smart. But that's not surprising, since some of the most intelligent members of the Falau family are in the territory of Leon.

Priest Neil chuckled: "Rest assured, my lords, the bloodline soldiers will absolutely obey the source of their bloodline, which is you, my lords. So they will never rebel or run away. All you need to do is give them orders."

These words made the atmosphere even more heated. The nobles, who had been somewhat resistant to providing blood and fearing the loss of their bloodline, suddenly became proactive. If it weren't for Olko watching, they would have wanted to capture Priest Neil and take him back immediately.

Orco had originally considered negotiating a peace, since Deherim was in Lilith's hands and was still essentially the territory of the Falau family, so it wasn't too much of a loss. However, after being swayed by Priest Neil's words, he simply chose to continue the counterattack and resist the evil Leon invaders.

"So, these nobles really are all the same..." Priest Neil smiled respectfully on the surface, but in his heart he was already planning how to write a letter to Zhuang Sen to claim credit after the event. Such a great achievement should be worth at least twenty... no, ten Holy Scale Fruits, right?

With so many materials, the Sacred Scale Fruit Tree Cultivation Project that he had always wanted to try could finally begin. He had prepared twenty plans to deal with this novel plant that could so significantly promote the development of sacred bloodlines. This was much more exciting than researching how to degrade bloodlines just to create a bunch of trash cannon fodder!

However, getting so much material for free isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Chapter 230: Meeting with the Sister-in-Law

Golden banners fluttered in the wind, with crimson dragons coiling and dancing wildly above them. Beneath the banners, the knights in red armor and helmets were as silent as ghosts. The only sounds as they moved were the clatter of their horses' hooves on the ground and the clanging of their armor. There was hardly any conversation, not even a whisper. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, as if they were one, like a crimson dragon lurking in the wilderness, waiting for its prey.

Unfortunately, a husky had infiltrated the red dragon's ranks.

"Ah~ We're finally here. Zhuang Sen, what's so great about a rural place like Deherim? He even called Nia over. We might as well have gone to the capital with me."

Celine stretched lazily on her beloved little mare. The rune plate armor carved with dragon scale patterns on her body shone with a magnificent and dazzling light in the bright sunlight, making her look like a peacock trying to spread its tail feathers. Judy, who was accompanying her master, couldn't bear to look at her.

Even Judy couldn't stand it, so Serafina naturally couldn't bear to look at her bratty little sister. Her already unapproachable icy face became even more frosty, and she glared at Celine with a cold look that could stop anyone's heart: "Cerine, where's your manners?"

This trick usually gets the unruly Celine to behave, but this time Celine just made a face at Serafina: "Heh~ This is my husband's territory, I'm not afraid of you~"

?

Serafina glanced at the city of Deherim, which was not far away, and raised her right hand. The huge procession that had been moving slowly suddenly stopped. The change in movement was so abrupt that it was like a captain who was focused on takeoff suddenly hearing someone knocking on the door.

Although Celine hadn't taken off, her feelings at this moment were quite similar. Her earlier funny face instantly turned into a crying one: "Sis, please don't hit my face..."

Serafina remained silent, only throwing heavy punches.

……

So when Johnson arrived at the gates of Deherim to greet the eldest and youngest princesses who had come from afar, he saw Princess Celine riding a mare, her head slightly raised, looking haughty and elegant—she looked every bit the princess, clearly having been beaten.

Although they hadn't seen each other for quite some time, Zhuang Sen and Celine had kept in touch through the [Shared Bookbook]. Especially after Celine was beaten, she would always ask her dear Zhuang Sen for kisses, hugs, and to be lifted up high. That's how Zhuang Sen learned that his red dragon mother was often "bullied" by her older sister.

Therefore, after giving Celine a knowing wink, Zhuang Sen looked at the eldest princess, Serafina, who was walking alongside her—the audacious woman who dared to bully his wife. At first glance, Zhuang Sen saw a chibi-style red dragon with a cold expression above her head; only at second glance did he truly see Serafina's stunningly beautiful yet icy face.

Unlike Beshina's natural, non-hostile calm indifference, Serafina's coldness carried a clear sense of rejection and exclusion. It was the kind of coldness that could make people feel offended and contemptuous. But because she was very beautiful, that slight hostility was even more attractive, making people want to try to melt and change her—but those who dared to take action all became the dead souls of the Red Dragon.

Just as Celine said, she's not easy to get along with...

Zhuang Sen sighed inwardly, then politely stepped forward and began his address according to protocol: "Your Highness, welcome to Deherim. Your brilliance cannot be dimmed even by a flock of crows..."

After a rather lengthy exchange of compliments and self-introductions, Serafina should have dismounted as a sign of politeness and then returned the compliment. However, she did not do so. Instead, she remained on horseback and coldly asked, "I heard that the Earl of Leon has been reduced to the size of a child due to a bloodline issue. Who are you?"

Zhuang Sen blinked and explained in the gradually cooling atmosphere, "I recently completed my fourth awakening, and the bloodline issue has been resolved."

Serafina nodded, and just when everyone thought the misunderstanding was cleared up, she suddenly spoke again: "So you're the brat who tricked my sister into bed?"

Oh?

The onlookers' eyes lit up, and they forgot their sore legs and dizziness, looking at Zhuang Sen and Princess Celine with renewed enthusiasm. What left Zhuang Sen speechless was that not a single one of them doubted that Serafina was lying, not even the vassals of Leon. No, it was precisely those vassals of Leon who immediately believed Serafina's words, misleading the locals of Deherim!

However, this statement was rather harsh, carrying a strong sense of reprimand. Celine quickly spurred her horse forward and stopped Serafina: "Sister! Haven't we already discussed this matter?"

Oh wow.

Everyone became even more focused.

Serafina did not disappoint the bloodthirsty audience. Ignoring Celine's obstruction and persuasion, she pointed at Zhuang Sen and said coldly, "Kid, now that you've awakened four times, that's for the best. Come and duel with me, let me see if you're worthy to be with my sister!"

Zhuang Sen abandoned his polite smile and replied in the same cold tone, "I remember you've only awakened three times, Your Highness. Don't say I bullied you later."

Serafina maintained her icy expression and said confidently, "The power of the red dragon is far beyond what a mere raven can compare to. Come on, if you lose, don't ever come near my sister again!"

A hint of anger flashed across Zhuang Sen's face, and he uttered a harsh statement: "Since that's the case, then let me experience it for myself!"

Cerline was in a very difficult position between the two: "Please stop fighting!"

Within the crowd, some exchanged excited glances before quickly disappearing into the shadows. It was easy to imagine that the news that "Princess Serafina clashed with Earl Leon Johnson, allegedly because Princess Celine was deceived by Johnson" would soon spread rapidly—precisely what Johnson, Celine, and Serafina had orchestrated.

Next, the eldest princess needs to use the Bloodline Order to rack up points. If Serafina and Johnson get too close, there's a risk of being exposed. So, we need to find a reason to make Johnson "break up" with her. And what could be better than Serafina's relationship with Johnson?

Because of Celine's self-disclosure, the nobles all knew about the relationship between Johnson and Celine. Similarly, the deep sisterly bond between Celine and Serafina was also information that the nobles had known for a long time and had verified countless times. Therefore, it was quite normal for them to know that Serafina had a conflict with Johnson because of Celine, and that their relationship had broken down.

Celine is just an ordinary person, so of course she can't control the conflict between the two high-level bloodlines. It's normal that she can't reconcile them. In that case, it's normal for the eldest princess to do some things that are harmful to Zhuang Sen later. But in reality... those who know, know.

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Chapter 231: The Rondo of Dragons and Angels (4141 words)

Although the performance was arranged in advance through the [Shared Book], since the harsh words had already been spoken, neither Johnson nor Serafina would allow themselves to back out at the last minute. Therefore, the banquet was postponed, and the two most honored people in the room headed directly to the arena in the city.

Clearly, no one wanted to miss out on such excitement, so the massive crowd surged towards the arena, already a high-end entertainment venue in Deherim City, filling it to capacity. However, only outsiders were crowding in; Serene, Dantalian, Lydia, Nia, Hana, Lysander, Piper, and Lilith naturally didn't need to. Not only did they not need to, but they also rightfully occupied the best private room, which was Lilith's former exclusive private room.

Inside the arena, Johnson changed into the runic plate armor forged for him by Nia. The magnificent gothic design looked both mysterious and handsome, enhanced by the intricate runes, and the winged helmet was the icing on the cake. Standing opposite him, Serafina was still wearing her seemingly ordinary red heavy scale armor. The layered scales did resemble dragon scales, but they had clearly seen many battles and looked somewhat worn, not as striking as Johnson's.

However, unlike Zhuang Sen, who hides his handsome face with a helmet, Serafina still has a "simple face" that keeps people at a distance. But thanks to her naturally beautiful face and the strongest background in the kingdom, she still has the most popularity and supporters. Even if we disregard these two points and focus purely on strength, Serafina is slightly better. The reason it is only slightly better is because Serafina has only awakened three times.

After all, this is a level five bloodline, this is a red dragon!

Serafina also felt she could win.

However, for Zhuang Sen, a non-monster girl with red dragon bloodline who is still one stage away from awakening, is really not difficult, right?

However, in this duel, Zhuang Sen was arranged to be slightly inferior, so he planned to just go through the motions and take the opportunity to advertise his dear Nia's rune plate armor, such as saying that it was armor that could withstand a red dragon's attack, and that it should sell very well.

While Zhuang Sen was lost in thought, Celine, who had been temporarily appointed as the referee, had already struck the gong to announce the start of the duel: "You two, really, don't fight!"

Celine's "heartfelt" advice and the sound of the gong were drowned out by the simultaneous loud noise. Crimson and platinum lights flashed and collided, stirring up a cloud of dust that instantly attracted all the onlookers, who stared intently at the cloud of gray mist.