Macho Harem Paradise Project

In my impression, only those noble grandfathers who were killed by oneself are qualified to live in such a place. The excessive luxury and decoration reminds people of the days when they were sold to Gustko as slaves.

The discrimination against people with black hair and black eyes was reversed with the appearance of Yang Ming Shuichi. Now, in addition to a certain worship of elves, the people of Gustco also have a worship for people with pure black hair and black eyes.

This means that Elsa's appearance can fetch a high price there.

However, the woman who was born with a certain bloodthirsty talent told everyone through her actions that the future hunter, even when he was still young, was not something that could be easily coveted by others.

A child can kill an adult man with a broken bottle. The value of this is self-evident.

?830 Intelligence

——This place does not belong to them. Assassins like them will never see the sun. They can only live in the shadows following orders and be ready to take action at any time.

Elsa soon realized that her hands and feet were tied up. She then twisted her body, but gave up when she found that there was no way to regain her mobility for the time being.

She vaguely remembered that she attacked the sage at the critical moment, but soon pain spread throughout her body, and then she completely lost her self-consciousness.

——Merry!

How is her younger sister, her only family member and the one she truly cares for, doing now?

Thinking of this, Elsa twisted her neck and looked around, and found that there was no one else except Pandora... The next thing was to save her life as much as possible. It didn't matter what happened to her, but Merry didn't have the ability to be immortal like her.

And she herself might also be able to find a chance to escape through this immortal power.

This is the ultimate means.

Elsa's immortality protection doesn't mean she can't be killed in the true sense, but before the magic power of the protection is exhausted, she can have a powerful recovery ability that is almost immortal. For example, she can regenerate a broken arm and restore her body. This is immortality in the physical sense. In other words, if she is completely crushed by an overly powerful force in an instant, she will still die.

Or kill her repeatedly until her power is exhausted.

In the possible scenario, if Elsa is defeated, she can slow down her recovery speed, that is, to preserve her body to the minimum without dying completely and becoming a "corpse" in the physiological sense. Any normal person should not have the perverted habit of leaving the corpse in the house. At that time, she can just resurrect and then escape.

However, her own safety is not the most critical issue now. She couldn't help but feel a little regretful that she should not have brought Mary with her on this mission.

The reason she was brought along was simply because Mary's appearance could lend more credibility to her identity, and a powerless little girl could make others relax, something Elsa had experienced herself.

Although it was only this once, for an assassin, even such a record of failure was enough to make him fall into the abyss. The sage was not an opponent he could challenge. All his little tricks were exposed in front of him and he had no idea where to start.

Turning her head, Pandora, who was covered in pure white, was very close to her. Elsa could even smell the strange smell. Just by smelling it, her body became hot. This sense of satisfaction was as if she was immersed in the fresh blood of the person she had killed with her own hands, warm and familiar.

"you're awake."

The man's voice made her stop thinking. She struggled and twisted her waist on the bed, so that she could support her head and look at the owner of the voice.

"Mr. Sage, where is Mary?"

The Gut Hunter, who just debuted not long ago, is not yet as mature as someone who has been through many battles. Although her thoughts and twisted habits show that she is hopeless, it is obvious that she now reveals more emotions than one might imagine.

Those tiny limbs contained strength beyond that of humans, and also surpassed a realm that many powerful humans could never reach in their entire lives. In Elsa's eyes, she should be able to easily break free from this rope by moving her fingers, but for some reason she couldn't loosen it at all. Instead, her body began to twist even more due to friction.

"Well,"

The assassin clenched his teeth and a delicate sound came out of his mouth, but was quickly suppressed.

"She is with my contracted spirit. Don't worry, I am not ready to harm a little girl who doesn't know the difference between good and evil."

Yang Mingxiu chuckled, and that was enough for him to look up to Elsa. At least she was not the kind of villain who abandoned all emotions. Her concern for her family and friends made her rise from a pure villain to a not-so-bad villain.

The dim color of her soul tells her that she is not a good person.

"Haha, Mr. Sage, can you be merciful to your enemies?"

Elsa's expression relaxed, but she still spoke in a harsh tone.

If Yang Ming Shuichi is deceiving her, she can see if she can stimulate his true thoughts and then continue to prepare the next step in her mind.

In fact, there is another option besides escaping.

obedience.

If it means that Merry can survive, Elsa will be obedient on the surface and will not care about what the sage wants to do, just like Pandora beside her.

If you are alone, then it really doesn't matter.

She wanted to fight, to take more lives with her own hands, the strong, the weak, women, the old, children, elves, demi-humans, and even those legendary creatures. If she had to say it, Elsa only had regret in her heart, the regret of not being able to achieve these goals with her own hands.

From this point of view, she is just a crazy woman who doesn't care about her life.

"No need to provoke me, I have my own way."

Yang Mingxiuyi sat on the high chair that Beatrice had just made, crossing his legs leisurely.

There is no doubt that Elsa meets her own aesthetic standards, that is, her appearance is acceptable, but now she is in the same situation as Pandora, without any emotions, only desires.

In fact, young people do not have much interest in sex without emotions. If they have to say, it is just a way for them to vent their stress.

If I were to ask what can really make me happy, it would have to be those dear girlfriends.

"Tell me what you know, and I'll make the judgment."

"What kind of information does Mr. Sage want?"

"About your organization, of course."

Elsa is not a member of the Witch Cult. This can be judged from the smell on her body. I don't know if it is intentional, but those members of the Witch Cult all have a strong smell of the Sin Protection. Rather than the so-called individual body odor, it is more like an atmosphere emanating from the power of the protection. It seems that ordinary people will be contaminated as long as they stay in the same environment with the Sin Protection for a long time.

So from this point we can judge that she is not a member of the Witch Cult, but an assassin under the Archbishop of Lust.

"If Mr. Sage wants to know so much."

Yangming Xiuyi could tell whether what she said was true or false. These detailed information were not given by Pandora. She had to manage the Witch Cult and the Archbishop of Sin under her, so she naturally had no time to manage the small organizations under the Archbishop of Sin.

?831 Prisoners should act like prisoners

At the same time, from the perspective of their functions and combat effectiveness, these assassins are nothing more than dispensable pawns, and any Archbishop of Sin can easily crush them.

But such a small organization also has its conveniences.

Compared to those arrogant Archbishops of Sin, these people are weak but obedient, and their specialties are completely different from the division of labor of the Archbishops. Pandora could not imagine that those Archbishops could lower themselves to engage in assassinations, so she activated the Archbishop of Lust.

If you cannot defeat the sage head-on, then use some other tricks.

Yangming Xiuyi is already an extremely terrifying existence in the eyes of those monsters. Every battle will make people experience their own weakness, which is not an experience worth recalling, so they will spend a lot of effort considering how to deal with him.

"Mother, it seems that you don't have much loyalty to your mother."

Yang Ming Xiuyi felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony during his conversation with Elsa. Her frankness and truthfulness were beyond his imagination.

"Hehe, she did take me in at that time and taught me a lot, but in the end she just wanted to use me."

The smile on Elsa's face seemed particularly cruel. She was not afraid of death, nor was she afraid of her mother. All her pursuits were just to satisfy her own horrifying wishes.

Of course, this life where you can fight to death is not bad. Elsa is not a real fighting maniac. To talk about the true nature of this woman, we can only say that she enjoys the pain of struggling between life and death.

Pain is Elsa's companion.

"That's it."

Because of her overly cooperative attitude, Yang Ming Xiuyi did not seem particularly vicious. After all, this woman did not have any deep hatred or grudge. She was just standing on the opposite side of him.

"Since you've been defeated, you'll have to let me deal with you. Do you have any objections?"

"Haha~ Just do whatever you want, Mr. Sage. Elsa won't have any complaints."

The charming tip of the tongue slid across the lips, and the Gut Hunter actually began to become interested. This strange feeling that surged up in the body was completely different from the spiritual satisfaction after killing someone, and it was even more indescribable.

But it was strange that none of the men she had killed could make her feel this way.

As long as she is in the mood, she will take the initiative to try. Elsa is such a person who pursues her own instincts. So now that her limbs are tied up, she is not too scared or panicked. Instead, she sees some "provocation" in the eyes of the young man.

"Indeed, it is a waste of your talent to be an assassin."

At least in Yangming Shuichi's eyes, if Elsa wanted, she could easily marry into a wealthy family and live a life of luxury, but that would mean she would have nowhere to use her skills.

Perhaps it is wrong to judge this woman using human values.

The moment she stretched out her hand to grasp the snow-white groove, the amazing strength of her waist, abdomen and back made her almost arch her body while being tied up, and the poor rope made a creaking sound.

"Woo! Here it comes again... This is..."

It was not the exhilaration from pain and injury during battle, but the joy that erupted from the body and soul, a joy that even overwhelmed the mind and will.

"So sensitive?"

Yang Mingxiu said something as if he had just learned something, but the force he used did not decrease at all. This would definitely be an extreme behavior for a normal woman, and the pain would definitely outweigh the pleasure.

But Elsa didn't feel any discomfort at all, and even felt more intense because of the pain.

The force of the struggle began to increase, and at the same time the rope was tightly tightening and was also being rubbed.

"what···"

At this sound, Yang Mingxiu stood up straight.

This is really...the best.

From the feedback given by life, she is still a chunv, but the natural charm of being happy is simply overwhelming. This is by no means a natural acting skill, but her nature is like this.

"Don't just think about your own comfort."

Yangming Xiuyi untied the restraints and charged forward.

Before he had the chance to take a closer look at the sage's invincible Black Flame Dragon, he was stuffed in all at once.

"Well!"

Being tightly stuffed, she couldn't utter any words, and the rough and intense action made Elsa feel slightly suffocated.

It’s not over yet.

Grabbing the beautiful black hair, Yang Ming Xiuyi forced her to move back and forth very naturally.

She is certainly not as bad as Pandora, but she is not a good person either.

The young man had a clear mind and certainly knew what method to use to conquer such a sick woman.

. . . . . .

The dragon car's speed is already very fast compared to that of ordinary people, and it is a land dragon from Gustco, so it has a natural adaptability to the snow. In just one day, Fortuna took Emilia away from the border of Gustco.

There were no twists and turns along the way. All the routes in Gustko were extremely difficult to travel. That mysterious country was very closed, with little trade and no traveling merchants. Even the stupidest bandits would not be stupid enough to ambush in a snowy area where no humans passed by all day, and the same was true for Warcraft.

Warcraft are bloodthirsty and aggressive, so of course they will move towards rich places. In the uninhabited snowy land, there are not even a few Warcraft.

The tall, silver-haired elf leaned his adopted daughter against his legs. There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but he still tried to keep his spirits up.

If all goes well, we can reach Lugnica during the day tomorrow and the Sage's Residence in the afternoon. The current situation is that only that place can make me feel at ease and no longer driven by an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Emilia is not only his adopted daughter, but also the child of his brother and sister-in-law. He must do his best to protect her. If he can exchange her safety just by enduring this fatigue, then it will be worth it no matter how tired he is.

This female elf who was considered strong in the eyes of her tribe eventually showed some weakness when no one was watching. She had been carrying too much on her shoulders and had no one to talk to, so naturally she put on the mask of strength on her face and could not take it off. For a long time, Fortuna even forgot what she originally looked like.

At this moment, she missed the man who made her relax.

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?832 Weakness?Strike

This complete sense of security that has not been experienced in a hundred years makes people miss and yearn for it. Even though it has only been a day since they left, the tormented mood has already begun to emerge.

Looking through the curtains at the brighter sky outside, although the sun had already set, Fortuna could still feel the light beauty of the white clouds that were burned red by the setting sun.

The night sky must be beautiful tonight.

What is he doing now?

. . . . . .

With her hands tied above her head and her legs bent and folded inside out, Elsa could only watch as Yang Ming Xiuyi lifted her up completely, as easily as if he was lifting a large doll.

And right below, there was a giant dragon, roaring greedily, ready to start plundering.

Seeing the hideous bulging blood vessels, the terrifying size, and the strange juice oozing out, Elsa widened her eyes and held her breath, not daring to swallow.

“3···”

"Huh, this..."

“2···”

The countdown was like a death knell. Elsa's heart was in her throat. She had just been thoroughly tortured. Now her stomach was filled with...