He landed on both feet, holding Hill in a princess carry, and laughed, "Good job."
Hill wrapped her hands around his neck, panting heavily, her face smudged with white, and lay in his arms, meeting Karl's eyes, utterly speechless.
What on earth was this Evil Dragon thinking?
"Let's go back." Karl smiled, setting her down on the ground.
However, Hill did not pick up her clothes from the ground. A look of anger flashed across her face. She suddenly reached out and pushed him to the ground, then sat on top of him.
Karl felt the touch of the earth on his back, watching Hill ride. She was very forceful, and for a moment, he couldn't tell if she was genuinely angry or just pretending.
But the process didn't last too long before Hill was supporting herself against a large tree, her long legs spread apart, bare feet on the ground.
Karl stood behind her.
He could clearly feel that Hill's state today was wetter than ever before.
"Mm-ah..." Hill panted, "Lilia will return to Vladimir City tomorrow night."
"Oh? You found her whereabouts!" Hill's hands gripped her slender waist from both sides, as if completely controlling her.
Given Lilia's ability to control her size, capturing her should be quite difficult.
"Because Grand Duke Sophie's fourth son, Sven, led troops out of the city, found Lilia, and is escorting her back to the city," Hill gritted her teeth, her body shaking from the thrusts.
She felt Karl's strength had suddenly increased too much. Even with the fat behind her acting as a shock absorber, she felt intensely numb.
Chapter 178 Evil Dragon Karl
"Hmph..." Hill collapsed onto the ground, not caring about the dirt. Leaning against the large tree, her sexy, graceful curves were fully displayed under the moonlight.
Fine sweat seeped from her brown skin, like a layer of oil. Her long hair clung to her oily skin, and her sexy lips panted heavily.
Then, she swept her long hair from her forehead with her right hand, propped up one long leg, rested her elbow against her cheek, and cast a sidelong glance at Karl.
Then, she tilted her body slightly and naturally leaned against his shoulder.
"I thought I was going to die."
Hill's voice was weak, with a hint of resentment. Even as a Dark Elf, being held in the air and forced to bite while constantly at risk of falling would make her resentful.
Karl was currently experiencing an increase in soul power. After he and Hill finished their normal session, his power had not increased at all.
From this, it was evident that after the fifth rank, normal positions no longer contributed to an increase in strength.
Hearing Hill's somewhat resentful words, he turned his head and saw her eyes—beautiful, with resentment, and also unease.
The overly stimulating play just now made her begin to doubt her position in Karl's heart.
"Sorry." Karl smiled, extended his hand, and passed it under her armpit. Hill's figure was slender, and he easily embraced her into his arms.
His hand rested on her long, slender legs, his palm gliding over them. Her body fat was very low.
But the further inward on her thigh, he could still feel the unique suppleness of a woman.
After Hill felt the direction of his hand's caress, she voluntarily parted one long leg, showing no sign of shyness.
"I just like to explore new positions, but I will always prioritize your safety."
Karl's handsome appearance, as a Dragon, meant that even the most outrageous words, coupled with his sincere gaze, had a powerful destructive force.
"Mm." Hill leaned her head further into his embrace, placing his large hand on her flat abdomen.
Their posture at this moment was like a couple in love who had just argued and then forgiven each other.
Hill guided his fingertips down to her slit. Such intimate small gestures could make a man feel protective.
As for Karl's words, she didn't believe a single one.
But it didn't matter.
Karl's willingness to sweet-talk her proved that she was valuable to this Evil Dragon.
As long as the value of betrayal wasn't high enough, she was very willing to play the role of a docile slave.
She quietly tightened her muscles, trying to prevent anything from flowing out.
Dark Elves and Dragons are both races that find it difficult to reproduce, but trying is always worth it. With the strength Karl displayed...
Their Child would definitely be powerful.
Controlling a Child would be much simpler than controlling this Evil Dragon, whose mind was full of outrageous positions.
Hill raised her head and kissed his chin.
...Karl subtly tightened his embrace around her. He also knew Hill's little schemes, after all, the Dark Elf's reputation on the continent was simply too bad.
But he had to admit that Hill was, in a true sense, the only female who gave him the illusion of love.
In every aspect, she behaved like a perfect wife.
"How outrageous."
Karl muttered inwardly, deciding to discuss some serious topics: "Sven holds a military position and should be a strong individual. How were you able to find his route in advance?"
He was well aware that Hill currently only had the two sisters, Lin and Yi, under her, along with six Dark Elves responsible for gathering intelligence.
Yet, they were able to accurately pinpoint Sven's route.
"He didn't try to hide his tracks." Hill used one of his fingers, inserted it into her body, and controlled her muscles to massage his finger.
"He traveled with a flag bearing the Oram Family's Snow Wolf emblem, riding in a lavish carriage, as if on a leisurely trip back. It would have been difficult for us not to notice his movements."
"Oh?" Karl raised an eyebrow, feeling the lubricated sensation of his finger as her muscles wriggled around it. Hill was truly seductive, and he wondered how much of it was an act.
But a woman who spoke seriously while being seductive was hard for any man to resist.
Her entire being was wildly sending him a message: 'Don't just use your finger, you can try putting other things in here, you know.'
"It seems he is quite confident in his own strength."
Karl maintained his composure. Even a Dragon had to exercise restraint and not be completely manipulated by her.
He replaced one finger with two, while thinking seriously.
He quickly understood Sven's intentions.
"His target is me. He's not coming with good intentions."
Hill saw that he only added one more finger instead of little ka, which was a bit disappointing, but the massage didn't stop, and her cool, Mature beautiful older sister type expression remained serious:
"After Lilia's failure, she has lost her right of inheritance. Sven deliberately slowed his return to the city to tell everyone that he is waiting for us."
"If we don't intercept him, his brave performance will earn him points and highlight his sister Lilia's incompetence. If we choose to intercept him, no one knows whether he has ambushed his subordinates in the dark."
"Hmph, that's why I hate these nobles." Karl pulled out his two fingers, drawing out a translucent, glistening strand. "It's all just a boring performance."
Hill's eyes showed regret as she watched him withdraw his fingers.
Although it hurt terribly at the time, she admitted that this Evil Dragon truly fulfilled all her fantasies about a powerful male body.
"We just need to ignore these tricks. If we really go to intercept him, even if we succeed, the Oram Family, for their dignity, would have to immediately gather their forces and annihilate us with lightning speed."
Karl narrowed one eye in thought. He and the Oram Family were absolutely in a death feud; both sides knew this.
This Grand Duke of the Northern Territory also didn't want to mobilize a large army to attack his city, but rather sought suitable opportunities to kill him.
However, once Karl killed a family heir, for the sake of noble dignity, they would have to raise an army.
Sven was counting on this, which is why he was so brazenly building his reputation.
"Clearly a Ghoulification/Cannibalism Skill, yet disguised so well as a human." Karl scoffed. Ghouls, unlike other evil gods, were more like complete parasites within humans.
Hill saw him deep in thought and knew that even if she was annoyed, there was nothing to be done. She couldn't actually go and intercept Sven.
Leaving aside whether they could defeat him. Even if they succeeded, the next step would be to abandon the San Marino City currently under construction, rendering all their efforts futile.
"If I'm not clear-headed, I can't sleep." Karl finished speaking, his body suddenly enlarging, instantly transforming into a ten-meter giant Dragon. Its black scales gleamed coldly under the moonlight.
"Wait!" Hill panicked. Her worst fear had come true. This Evil Dragon, after attacking Sven and venting his anger, would run off and hide in some uninhabited primeval forest.
San Marino City, which her Dark Elf Clan had painstakingly built, would all turn to ruins.
"Don't worry." After Karl transformed into a giant Dragon, his voice was deep and resonant. He placed Hill on his back with a claw, spread his black wings, and soared into the air:
"What Evil Dragon Karl does, what does it have to do with me, Lord Karl!"
Chapter 179 Unchivalrous
Karl spread his enormous wings, soaring through the night sky with a speed far exceeding that of ordinary magical beasts, perfectly blending with the darkness.
He reveled in the convenience afforded by being a Dragon. From a thousand meters high, everything was within his sight.
As he flew over a few scattered villages, vigilant villagers on night watch spotted his dark silhouette in the distance. When they recognized him as a black Dragon, chaos erupted.
Countless husbands, leading elders, wives, and Children, rushed out of their houses, frantically fumbling in the dark and desperately fleeing towards the village outskirts.
"These guys are actually racist!" A surge of anger instantly rose in Karl's heart. He opened his mouth, and a stream of Dragon Flame gathered within, intending to unleash it on the village below.
But the anger lasted only a second before he recovered from the violent emotion.
Karl closed his mouth again, and the black Dragon Flame vanished from his mouth.
His enormous silhouette flew over the village.
Only after he had flown out of people's sight did the panicked villagers collapse to the ground, praying and thanking the gods for their protection. A black Dragon, a natural disaster that would burn even a worm's nest it passed, had actually left.
"Watch the direction." Karl reminded Hill on his back, simultaneously flapping his wings with a roar, increasing his flight altitude to two thousand meters.
Out of sight, out of mind. After transforming into a Dragon, he felt an urge to spray Dragon Flame on anything that moved.
"Keep going straight ahead. Sven's two carriages have the Snow Wolf family crest inlaid with illuminating magic stones, so they can be seen even at night." Hill clung tightly to Karl's Dragon back, her hands wrapped around his neck.
Her posture was not as elegant and composed as a Dragon Knight in a bard's legend, but rather quite disheveled.
When Karl flew, he didn't consider the riding experience of the person on his back.
During high-speed flight, a slight misstep could lead to losing balance and tumbling off the Dragon's back due to the strong winds.
Fortunately, Hill was a Dark Elf; her long legs were long and strong, allowing her to barely maintain a stable position on his back.
When Karl had thrown her onto his back earlier, he hadn't given her time to put on her leather armor. Her skin was damp with sweat, and the hurricane howled in her ears, lashing against her brown skin.
Under the moonlight, the Dark Elf's seductive figure was exposed, pressed against the Dragon's scales.
Karl's eyes overlooked the ground. The Dragon's golden vertical pupils, enhanced in the darkness, clearly saw anything with a light source... In the forest, beside a clear water source, two silver carriages were quietly parked. Around the carriages, over a dozen well-trained guards were spread out, on alert.
They encompassed a five-hundred-meter radius.
On the ground, a bonfire blazed, with a humanoid creature roasting over it, sizzling.
Sven, with a hearty smile, skillfully cut a piece of meat from the humanoid creature and offered it to Lilia, who sat before him.
Lilia wore a magnificent noble gown. Although her dress was still pristine, her brow revealed an undeniable weariness and disarray.
She glanced at the meat in Sven's hand.
"No need to pretend. I have already failed and will no longer be your obstacle."
Her gaze then shifted to the two magnificent carriages behind her, which still shimmered with silver light in the darkness, their family crests inlaid with magic stones.
In the Northern Territory, only Sven could do such a thing.
"You underestimate that tyrant too much."
Lilia, of course, knew her younger brother's intentions.
Sven merely snorted at her words, then put the roasted meat into his mouth, chewing it with relish: "I hope he comes. I heard he's a God's Chosen like you, and his power happens to restrain yours."
Lilia looked at Sven coldly, then curled her lips: "I don't know if he is a God's Chosen. He is very good at manipulating people's hearts and is a true politician."
"Hmm?" Sven's chewing suddenly paused, then he burst into hearty laughter, "Then it's even more interesting."
After laughing, Sven put the bone in his mouth, bit it with his teeth, and the bone shattered, swallowed without hesitation down his throat.
"If he dares to show up, I'll let him know that in the face of absolute power, everything else is meaningless."
Lilia looked at Sven, "I will support you to become the Duke's heir, in exchange."
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