Macho Harem Paradise Project

“No preparation is needed.”

Yang Ming Xiuyi let her sit on his lap, and then gently and slowly put her down.

"Wow, wow, oh?"

"Let me fill your three hundred years of loneliness."

. . . . . .

You are too sensitive. It was lost again in an instant.

But she is a great elf. Although she does not have much physical strength, her adaptability and acceptance are definitely much better than that of the half-elf Luz.

It was like holding a delicate doll, which was so small that to Yang Ming Xiuyi it was no different from using a cup.

But surprisingly, Beatrice could accommodate it completely.

"Ah, um?"

My belly is bulging.

"Beatrice, you really don't want it?"

"Gu, wu, I want, I want——"

"what do you want?"

"Want... the sage's child?"

This is right.

Words of this level are just some kind of tone at best, but seeing the big elf who always has a sullen face now with tears streaming down his face, I feel a great sense of satisfaction in my heart.

"Pfft!"

The first time, the end.

However, Yangming Shuichi was still not satisfied. Luz was too weak and was killed in one go, while Beatrice looked like she could still fight for a while.

"Huh, are you exhausted?"

"No, no..."

"That's really great."

Beatrice soon regretted her stubbornness.

The Sage's first life eruption had already made her go countless times, nine times? Ten times? Maybe more, and somehow she was easily lost, and there was almost no rest break, completely in some kind of consciousness hell.

Now that we can still have a conversation, I can only say that he is worthy of being a great elf.

"Before I get pregnant, you have to stay with me and do this all the time~"

"Hmm... eh... okay...?"

In the end, he fell down the second time.

Looking at the miserable state of the two little guys, Yang Mingxiu scratched his head, wondering if he was a little too excited.

He crossed his arms and thought for a while before coming to a conclusion.

It's not because I'm too rough, but because they're too weak...

?754 Witch Cultist

So now we are helping them "train" with the goal of making them stronger in the future and able to fight longer.

After all, if the elves want to make a breakthrough, they need to constantly push their limits.

Yang Ming Xiuyi applauded his own twisted logic and fell asleep happily.

As a result, the next day, he woke up because Beatrice hit his face with her little pink fist out of shame.

"What did you make me say yesterday?"

"You still remember."

Yangming Xiuyi is the type who can clearly distinguish between the bed and outside the bed. As for the bed, any extravagant play is just for fun and excitement, and cannot be brought into real life.

If this were really the case, so many girls would call themselves dad and brother when they were in love, and the generations would be messed up.

Beatrice was obviously immersed in the passionate performance of last night. She finally understood why those witches were so keen to stay by his side. Whenever she thought of the strong memories of last night, her body became limp and she felt hot.

Is that human being?

There is nothing beyond the scope of human understanding. If there is anything different, it is the overly strong life force. This level is really abnormal.

"Stop touching!"

With a delicate moan, Beatrice wrapped herself completely in the quilt, like a big maggot. She didn't want to look at Yang Ming Xiuyi's smiling face again, so she chose to escape.

"Hmm, Mr. Sage."

With the sweet, soft and numbing voice of a young girl, the half-elf Luz opened her eyes, turned around and hugged the huge and majestic body, her facial features became very soft with happiness, and she squeaked with happiness.

"My Luz is still obedient~ Unlike Beatrice."

"Don't say that. Beatrice actually likes Mr. Sage as well."

"Haha, I know, I know."

Following Luz's joke about the big elf who was starting to feel depressed with his back to her, Yangming Shuichi broke away from the soft body and welcomed the sunlight.

His handsome face was full of refreshment. Girls were indeed the most beautiful things in the world.

Through the window, he saw the small patch of garden that Theresa had walked through yesterday afternoon.

. . . . . .

"Wow~ It's a nice day today too."

The red-haired swordsman stretched lazily and got up from the bed. Good weather would make people feel better for the whole day. The white nightgown highlighted the girl's graceful figure. It was also because of long-term training that she looked weak, but in fact, she hid great power.

Drawing aside the curtains and opening the windows, Theresa took a deep breath, contentedly enjoying the freshest air in the early morning. Under a sky devoid of any industrial pollution, this breath was enough to make people happy and feel the most natural sweetness.

The sun's rays illuminated her figure, the soothing breeze made her fiery red hair dance in the wind, and her pretty face, without any shadow, was smiling.

This is the first time since I can remember that I didn’t wake up in my own room.

As the only princess of Astraea, she must always bear in mind the rules and regulations that come with her status and must not do anything that would damage the family's honor.

But this matter has been approved by her mother.

I originally thought that my mother would dissuade me from having such unrealistic ideas, but unexpectedly, she was very supportive.

Moreover, this young relationship of mine was surprisingly smooth.

She thought that since she came here so abruptly, he might reject her, so she was mentally prepared to be rejected and go home.

But it went surprisingly smoothly.

I approached the sage first and won his approval. He no longer looked at me with the gentle eyes that he used to look at a cute junior, but instead looked at me with the eyes of a man observing me as a woman.

But this was only the first step. If she wanted to gain the sage's love, she had to do better. With such drive and motivation, Theresa could ignore the great elf's slight dissatisfaction with her and instead began to gain an inexplicably calm peace.

"what?"

She looked outside and saw something seemed to be wrong with the small garden she had planted in the courtyard of the mansion.

I just sowed the seeds yesterday afternoon. When did the tiny seedlings appear from those small mounds of soil?

That's impossible. How can plants grow so fast? Those beautiful little gardens require you to plant them and take good care of them for at least half a month before you can see green sprouts like this.

Theresa loves flowers.

When faced with something she liked, she was confident that nothing should go wrong. However, when faced with results that she had not considered, she began to wonder why.

Her light body flipped through the window and into the bedroom on the second floor. The 5.6-meter height was like walking on flat ground for her. She didn't even need the most basic force-unloading techniques and landed straight on the grass in the courtyard.

I walked into the small garden and squatted down, covering my nightgown. The green buds looked as if they had grown for a month or two, and the fresh green buds were vivid in the sunlight.

As she watched, she smiled.

I don't know how he did it, but he definitely did it.

"Thank you, Shuichi."

. . . . . .

The wise and generous man who does good deeds without leaving a name is now running in the dense forest.

This trip had a clear purpose. He felt the power that he always sensed in his wife, which was also called "protection" in this world.

The so-called "Witch Cultists" have appeared again.

Yangming Xiuyi no longer wanted to explore what they were trying to do. The last time he searched for the Gluttony Archbishop Lei, he only obtained his crazy appetite, and nothing else of value.

"How dare you mess around in your own territory, witch cultist."

There was a frightening fanaticism in the corners of his cracked mouth, and the direction of the power he sensed was exactly the one spreading from his own territory.

There is a village at the extreme west of the forest behind the mansion.

The wooden houses had already started to burn. It would be too outrageous to set fire to all the houses in the village for some memorial ceremony. It was obvious that this place had been attacked.

Several corpses in black robes and more corpses that looked like indigenous people were lying here. The tragic scene was visible at a glance, as if they had been ripped open by a strong attack. From the cuts, it could be judged that they were cut open by sharp wind magic.

Click.

The burning dead wood was stepped on and broken. Yang Mingxiu looked at the burning houses around him. A wave of force spread out in all directions, and a strong gust of wind extinguished the flames.

?755 Ghost Village

The battle had been going on for quite some time, and it seemed that the Witch Cult had updated its intelligence and would not reveal the power from the Protection of Sin unless it was absolutely necessary.

The last encounter with "Gluttony" Lei could only be said to be a coincidence, but it is foreseeable that they would think that Yang Ming Shuichi had some kind of detection ability and therefore be more cautious.

So the scene was somewhat tragic. Could it be that the protector of the great sin simply escaped after being forced to expose his power?

"Come out."

Through the burning wall, Yang Ming Xiuyi knew that there were people on the other side. He thought that everyone here had been slaughtered, but it seemed that there were still survivors.

That is murderous intent and hostility.

There was an unconcealed feeling, as if wanting to cut him into pieces. The silver invisible blade tore through the wooden house whose structure had been almost destroyed, and the power that wanted to kill him was within reach.

boom!

Yang Mingxiu swung his iron fist to dissipate the attack, and took a big step behind the wall, where he found someone who was spreading murderous intent towards him.

Two little girls wearing what appear to be kimonos.

There are horns on the head.

Ghost tribe? So there is such a sub-human race here.

The fierce attack did not stop after seeing the young man. Seeing this, the other party attacked with even more fierce momentum.

Strong blades of wind sliced through the air, but to the strong man, it was as comfortable as a spring breeze.

There was a seemingly broken horn on her head, and the loli in pink hair and kimono gritted her teeth, ready to continue her attack.

"Wait, I'm not from the Witch Cult."

"Stop pretending!"

"elder sister!"

Another weak voice was heard, and the blue-haired loli, who looked very similar to the pink-haired loli, staggered over the dead branches and debris and came to her sister's side.

——Sisters.

The next moment, a large number of people in black robes appeared. After discovering that Yang Ming Xiuyi had forced out the two little guys who had caused heavy casualties on their side, they encircled them. The pink-haired loli immediately felt like she was facing a great enemy.

"Hehehe~ Thank you so much, sir, for forcing you out~ Otherwise, I would have to pay a little more."

Among the black-robed men, a man wrapped in bandages walked out, with only silver hair and half of his purple eyes showing, looking like a mummy.

Yang Mingxiu smacked his lips. It seemed that the last survivors in the village were these two little lolis. However, these witch cultists were really too bold. They actually dared to take action within their own territory. Don’t they know what happened to the last Archbishop of Gluttony who appeared in front of them?

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Did the Witch Cult really get the information about Gluttony Lei being killed by himself?