Despite having a look that wanted to devour Karl alive, she didn't resist and was truly controlled by him.
As an observer, Furan didn't believe that the Snow Wolf Legion's disastrous defeat last night was Dexa's fault; how could responsibility be assigned like that on the battlefield?
But under Karl's words, this wolf girl seemed to have really attributed all the blame to herself.
She even inexplicably linked obeying Karl with self-atonement.
What is all this?!
Furan looked at Karl again, feeling unwell.
"Hey, why are you still standing there?" Karl saw Furan dazed and shouted, "Keep up."
Furan endured the pain and followed, while keeping her distance from Karl. She felt Karl was very strange.
The group returned to the camp.
Karl casually threw a piece of tattered cloth to Dexa, signaling that she could put it on.
Dexa took the cloth and sighed in relief. Even though she had prepared for humiliation, being able to put on clothes suddenly made her feel that Karl wasn't entirely bad.
Karl led Dexa into the camp and was immediately met with thunderous cheers.
Nothing could boost one's prestige more than leading an army to a great victory by defeating a previously invincible opponent.
Moreover, the arrogant vice commander of the Snow Wolf Legion was being led by him with an iron chain.
Karl smiled warmly and waved to those around him.
The group returned to the wooden house.
"Here, this is called a trebuchet. Have some skilled guys and those captives build them, make several."
Karl pulled out a shimmering magic paper and casually tossed it to Furan. On the drawing was the simplest type of trebuchet.
It was even a non-movable version.
He only remembered some simple principles of mechanics; being able to draw a simplified version was already good.
Furan took the blueprint, her eyes carefully scrutinizing the details on the paper, then she looked up at Karl, her expression peculiar: "A very clever design, a trebuchet, used for throwing stones?"
She put down the blueprint and asked in confusion, "If it's used to attack a city, even if it throws huge rocks, the strong individuals in Snow Peak City can easily shatter them in mid-air."
Dexa stood behind the two, her expression complex. Karl was actually discussing military secrets openly in front of her, a captive.
What on earth was this Evil Dragon thinking?
Karl showed a look of 'are you an idiot': "Who said that because it's called a trebuchet, it has to throw stones? Furan, your thinking is too limited."
"..." Furan clenched her fists.
"In short, go arrange it quickly. Go to those captives and tell them there are only ten spots. After ten trebuchets are made, those ten people can gain their freedom," Karl said with a smile.
"Let them go?" Furan frowned deeply.
She had seen the blueprint; this so-called trebuchet could be easily made with the help of magic.
Ten trebuchets could be made in less than a night.
But those were all elites of the Snow Wolf Legion; how could they just be released?
Furan gave a deep look at Dexa beside her: "Really let them go?"
"Of course, as I said, I am a man of integrity," Karl finished, waving his hand, "Go quickly."
Furan's expression changed several times. Thinking of the various incredible feats Karl had accomplished, she said nothing, turned, and went to find the capable captives as he instructed.
After Furan left.
Dexa looked at Karl with a complex expression: "Will you really let them go?"
"Don't ask such questions again in the future," Karl waved his hand, "We each serve our own masters, so we fight. But I am not a demon."
As he spoke, he released the chain in his hand, unzipped his pants: "Come on, stick out your tongue, atone for your mistakes."
"You..." Dexa's face instantly turned ashen, looking at little Karl, but thinking that if she angered him, the ten people who could have gained freedom would lose their chance to survive.
She bent down. Dexa had no technique; even if she had a little experience just now, men and women were completely different after all.
She hesitantly stuck out the tip of her tongue.
Karl was not in a hurry, looking down at the wolf girl's pretty face. It was said that wolves could be domesticated, and he wondered if he could really train her into a dog girl.
At least now she wouldn't bite him anymore.
"Hoo..."
He narrowed his eyes slightly and let out a long breath. Youthful had a youthful taste. Although the wolf girl was youthful, her tongue's flexibility was indeed talented.
She could be well-trained.
On the other side.
Furan arrived at the place where the captives were held. In last night's battle, over a hundred people were captured, most of them injured. She proposed that they only needed to help make trebuchets.
And they could gain their freedom.
Naturally, no one believed her.
But when Furan said there were only ten spots and also provided food, someone among the hundred-plus people finally stood out. When the first person stood out,
The ten spots were immediately filled.
And those who hadn't signed up looked at the registrants with a different gaze.
Furan also sent some Dark Elf overseers to supervise.
In Snow Peak Fortress.
White Pheasant finally woke up from her coma. Opening her eyes, she saw everyone in front of her with their heads bowed, their gazes darting away.
Chapter 209 The Moonlight is Just Right
White Pheasant opened her eyes, and the memories from before her coma rushed in like a tide, bringing a stinging pain. She remembered that Kasha's attack had plunged her into darkness.
She covered her forehead with her hand, her gaze sweeping the room, not seeing a familiar figure.
Everyone around her had their heads bowed.
An ominous premonition began to spread in her heart.
She said in a deep voice, "Where is Dexa? Have Dexa come see me."
Leona's face was pale. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into White Pheasant's eyes, and cautiously replied, "vice commander Dexa... she was captured."
"What?!" White Pheasant suddenly sat up from the bed, grabbed Leona's collar, and lifted him up.
Her eyes burned with rage, enough to kill.
"What happened?!"
Leona's face was also grim. One by one, they didn't listen to his advice and insisted on fighting, and as a result, a good situation was completely ruined in two waves.
He endured his difficulty breathing and recounted everything that happened after White Pheasant fainted.
Including Karl's provocation, then Dexa leading troops to pursue.
Finally, her capture.
After listening, White Pheasant's face alternated between green and white. Gritting her teeth, she suppressed the pain in her body, stepped out of the room, her footsteps steady: "All troops assemble!"
"Your Grace White Pheasant!" Leona's voice was panicked; he was truly scared.
Not just him, but other officers of various ranks also hurried to follow.
They clustered around White Pheasant, trying to dissuade her.
"Your Grace White Pheasant, Duke Sophie's main force will arrive at Snow Peak Fortress in only half a month. We need to hold out until she arrives."
An officer said urgently.
"The Monster Beast Legion is despicable and shameless. If we attack rashly, we will only fall into their trap," another officer also spoke, righteously:
"We must hold Snow Peak Fortress for Duke Sophie!"
All the officers appeared sincere.
White Pheasant's face was grim, her gaze sweeping over their faces one by one.
She could tell that these people were truly scared; their morale had been shattered.
White Pheasant, with a somber face, walked through the corridor, her gaze falling on the Snow Wolf Legion resting outside the fortress. She could no longer see fearlessness and courage in this legion.
Instead, there was only a deathly stillness.
"Kasha!"
White Pheasant roared, punching the stone wall beside her. With a loud 'clank', the stone wall couldn't withstand her anger, and cracks appeared.
She couldn't imagine that in just two days, the Snow Wolf Legion had become like this.
Her gaze searched through the crowd, finally stopping on Leona.
Leona trembled all over. Facing White Pheasant's murderous gaze, he quickly said, "It's Karl."
...In the Black Dragon Legion's camp.
"Stop." Karl suddenly pulled out from Dexa's mouth, a wave of pleasure washing over his face.
Dexa's vision went white, then a flowing sensation spread across her face. She opened her mouth, revealing her fangs, wanting to bite down, a threatening "growl" escaping her throat.
Ultimately, reason made her hold back.
"Are you angry?" Karl smiled, looking at her ashen face and girlish features. Before she could react, he stuffed little Karl back into her mouth.
Dexa's eyes blazed with fire.
But if she caused a scene now, all the humiliation she had endured before would be for nothing. She could only close her eyes, letting Karl do as he pleased in her mouth.
She had long prepared for humiliation.
But she didn't understand what Karl's current actions meant.
Karl carefully observed her face, realizing that she was already in a state of giving up. Perhaps, as a canid, there was a gene of obedience to the master in her bones.
"Come on, let's go for a walk."
Karl unlocked the iron chains on her hands and feet. Anyway, her magic was suppressed now. Although her sixth-tier physical strength was very strong, in front of him, a seventh-plus-fifth-tier giant dragon,
She was just a toy that could be played with at will.
Karl only took a thinner chain and attached it to her collar.
Dexa's neck was pulled, and her head tilted upwards before she came back to her senses. Her face was ashen, and she reached out to pick up the tattered cloth clothes on the ground.
But Karl gave the iron chain a sharp tug, forcibly pulling her body over: "Puppies don't wear clothes, you know."
"You!" Dexa was furious. If she had to go out like this, she'd rather die here.
"Don't worry, you're my little dog. As long as you follow me obediently, no one will see you." Karl tugged on the rope in his hand:
"After our walk, I can let one captive go back. You want to atone for your sins, do you think simply lying still is enough?"
"You're making the mistakes you've committed seem too simple."
Karl's voice was like a demon's whisper, slowly entering Dexa's ears.
"Perhaps what you consider atonement is just a hypocritical facade to ease your conscience, unwilling to pay the price."
"No! I..." Under his manipulation, Dexa's sharp gaze became hesitant.
Karl gave the rope a sudden pull. Unlike her fierce resistance just now, Dexa's body followed his pull and found herself half-dragged, half-crawling towards him.
In this world, there was no such thing as PUA.
Especially for a warrior like Dexa.
"Let's go. Be careful, you don't want anyone to see you like this, do you?" Karl said, tugging the rope and leading the girl out of the wooden house.
Dexa was a pure-blooded wolf, so walking on all fours or two legs wasn't much of a challenge for her.
Karl also didn't really have a preference for others to see her.
He had already dismissed the Monster Beast Legion personnel around him. The legion members all knew his identity as a giant dragon, so naturally, they wouldn't send anyone to protect him or anything like that.
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