Macho Harem Paradise Project

——Ah... kissed me.

"Well·····"

Irisviel placed her hands on his chest, but she had no strength to resist the force that was pressing her towards his body.

She clearly felt that her whole body was being squeezed by him, and was being pushed out to the surroundings.

The hand around the waist suddenly moved.

"Well!"

Irisviel opened her eyes wide, but the intense comfort made her lose all the strength she might have.

The actions became more and more extreme.

——This is too much... This is my first kiss, how can you go to this extent?

As pure as white snow, Irisviel gradually lost the strength to stand. Now she had to rely almost entirely on the strength of Yang Mingxiu's arm to stand in front of her.

The scorching heat couldn't be blocked even with thick clothes...it was getting hotter and hotter.

Is it that his temperature is too high, or that I am too hot?

“Ooooo…ah…”

Releasing her sweet lips, Yangming Shuichi pressed her against the wall behind her.

Since he has agreed to go on a date with me, it shouldn’t be too much to charge him some interest.

Besides, I just resurrected a few victims, and my life force was indeed used up a lot at once. Now is the time to replenish my magic!

"I used up a lot of energy in the resurrection just now. Can you help me a little, Irisviel?"

"So that's how it is... I understand..."

The innocent little lamb accepted this statement, and the Knight King, who was staring at him from behind, also accepted this statement.

Although she didn't know what kind of magic or power Yang Ming Shuichi used to be resurrected, this heroic act, the anger towards the indiscriminate killing of innocent people, and the compassion for innocent victims all greatly changed her mind.

——That’s right. No matter what kind of story it is, reviving life requires a huge price.

I don't know what unimaginable price Yang Ming Xiuyi paid. So it is natural that he needs to exchange body fluids to replenish his magic at this time.

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?975 Rapid Mana Replenishment

As Altria listened to those sticky noises, she felt a strange heat in her heart. She didn't know what had happened to her. She just felt it was so strange standing here. It was not right to do anything, nor was it right to do nothing. She could only stand there in a daze, not moving a muscle.

After looking for a while, she realized that this place was not a suitable place to replenish her magic. What if someone saw her...

As a king, but first and foremost a knight, Altria quickly thought about what she could do now.

She walked slowly to the door of the basement and closed it gently.

Altria felt that what she could do now was to prevent their magic replenishment behavior from being seen by others.

The kiss became more and more intense.

Irisviel didn't know how much magic power she had replenished for Yang Ming Shuichi, but resurrection would definitely require a lot of magic power.

With this thought in mind, she let Yang Ming Xiuyi suck her, and even her lips became a little red and swollen.

The replenishment of magic and exchange of body fluids between the Master and the Heroic Spirit can be considered basic knowledge of the Holy Grail War.

But...isn't he a little too radical?

Altria was still watching.

Her hands gently pinched Yangming Shuichi's wrists. Her clothes were already wrinkled and her expression became more and more broken.

"Um···"

The strong feeling of comfort made Irisviel completely unable to hold back, and she released it sound after sound.

His breath came closer again.

——It must be that the magic power is not enough...

This time, she responded more proactively, and even when her beautiful face came closer, she took the initiative to stretch out her little python.

With the sticky touch and the smell of hormones, Irisviel gradually could no longer think about anything about magic replenishment or whether the location was inappropriate, or whether Altria was watching from behind.

I don't have time to care about so many things anymore.

The upright cherry was pinched by fingers, lifted and turned, and it made a sound more pleasant than that of a lark.

From Altria's perspective, she could only see Yang Ming Shuichi's face as he was greedily devouring, and Irisviel's back.

It's just to replenish magic. In order to win the war, they need Yangming Shuichi's power. And for magicians, replenishing magic through body fluids seems to be common sense...

Although Yang Mingxiuyi is not Irisviel's Heroic Spirit at all, they are now in an alliance, so it is understandable that he helps his allies.

Her initial prejudice against the young man disappeared after she saw him resurrect the victims with his own hands. Artoria felt that although his words and ways of doing things were a bit outrageous, he might not be a bad person by nature. He was even willing to actively consume his strength to help those dead people. She even saw some kind of noble spirit of dedication in this process.

Even though he had been planning to make up with Irisviel...

The more she looked, the more anxious she felt. Her skin under the skirt armor formed by magic was sweating. Altria didn't know what this meant. She just felt that she subconsciously wanted to clamp her legs together, but she had no experience of what would happen next.

This kind of thing... I shouldn't watch it, and Irisviel made the sacrifice for me. She should protect the dignity of this noble lady. As a knight, what she should do at this moment is to guard the door and not allow anyone to see this damn scene, instead of watching it here with relish.

This made her feel guilty about stealing from an employer.

But the feeling of guilt seemed so sweet at this moment.

I owed Irisviel something, and she took the initiative to bear her share, but why...

Is it really so wonderful to replenish magic?

After letting go of the salty and wet kiss, Yang Ming Xiuyi felt the plumpness of this magical woman who was pregnant before marriage. It was a softness that could not be covered by the white fur coat, and he couldn't let it go.

The more I feel her, the more I find her adorable. She is so beautiful that all men dream of her, but she still behaves so poorly. Her subconscious shy reaction under my fierce attack also seems particularly adorable. I want to destroy her completely and ruin her until she becomes my own shape.

"What's this···?"

Irisviel felt something...pressing her.

It is scorching hot, like a sharp blade, wanting to gain something.

Is it something from him, is it something he wants to get from me?

She is shy out of instinct, but lacks knowledge so much that she can't even recognize the Black Flame Dragon hanging on Yang Ming Xiuyi. She is so simple and pure.

After bullying Irisviel severely and leaving her pretty face with a look of being torn apart, Yangming Shuichi was finally satisfied.

"Where's Altria?"

Irisviel made a soft sound, which was caused by the delayed breathing after the girl experienced intense comfort.

"She's watching the door for us."

——This guy! Does he think I can’t hear him?

The corner of her mouth twitched, and the favorability that had just risen in Altria towards him dropped a lot again. It turned out that he was still a bad guy.

"I'm sorry, but resurrection would cost me a lot, so I had no choice."

Looking at Irisviel who was bullied by him, Yang Ming Shuichi rubbed her face.

"fine."

“You guys… cough cough!”

Altria wanted to say something immediately, but found that her voice was indescribably weak and trembling. In order to continue to maintain her face as a queen, she chose to interrupt in a pretentious manner.

"Thank you for your hard work, Altria."

"fine."

Both Altria and Irisviel accepted Yangming Shuichi's statement.

Resurrecting life is a legendary scene that is rarely seen in legends. Even in the various doctrines recorded by gods, it is very precious.

Yang Ming Xiuyi is a human being. Even if he possesses unimaginable power, this has nothing to do with the level of power. Just like a warrior who is so powerful that he can't see through the dust in the sky can't understand the exquisiteness of magic, a magician can't understand those warriors who practice martial arts diligently.

To be strong, one only needs to accumulate strength to a certain level, but this is a performance that goes beyond the rules.

"Berserker, is the replenishment enough?"

For the first time, Yang Ming Shuichi saw an expression of concern on Altria's face, although it was slightly distorted.

It seems that this wave of operations has earned a lot of goodwill, but Yangming Shuichi did not do it with the mentality of gaining goodwill.

?976 We are all brothers

The women and children were brutally murdered. Anyone with a sense of self-righteousness would feel uncomfortable seeing such a scene. He just did what he wanted to do.

At the same time, his hatred for the weird and ugly magician grew even stronger.

Beneath the calm expression was a violent rage.

"If I say that's not enough, will you come and help me, Altria?"

"...Please don't make such a joke."

"I'm not kidding."

Yang Mingxiu held Irisviel in his arms with one hand and immediately rushed out of the basement.

With the lost items of these corpses as the starting point, Yang Mingxiu began his search.

"Tsk..."

The life breath of the main body has been hidden, and now for unknown reasons, the whole city is filled with a disgusting smell.

"Altria, follow me. We must kill that guy tonight."

"I agree. We cannot tolerate this happening again."

Altria was stunned for a moment by what this guy said, but she reacted and quickly caught up.

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Spearmen holding long spears were galloping through the city.

When he was told that the Holy Grail War was a feast, countless heroes from different eras gathered together to use their bravery to choose who would be able to hold the final trophy, the Holy Grail - the qualification to make a universal wish.

The knight's arena, this was the spearman's first reaction, although it was different, but he had vowed to give everything for his monarch, loyalty and the Holy Grail, victory and glory.

He will fight for his monarch until the last moment, until his death.

Before going on the court, he looked up to his opponent more than once. Even though he was so alert, the scene of his battle with Altria yesterday was still impressive.

He was very confident in his leg strength and possessed A+ agility, which was enough for him to move around the city without being noticed by any ordinary people. Even in the Age of Gods, there were very few people who could keep up with his pace.

The sun has set, and no one would enter the deepest alleys of the residential area at this tense moment. Everyone is in danger due to the fear of the increasing number of missing persons cases.

The real name of the Lancer is Diarmuid, an excellent Heroic Spirit who pursues the embodiment of his own loyalty and can exert combat power beyond his rank if he can gain the trust of his Master.

"It's a murder case..."

Now he was running around the streets like a headless fly, and the probability of encountering a heroic spirit was very small, but he still wanted to come out because of the serial disappearances that occurred in Fuyuki City that he learned from Lord Kenneth.

The missing persons were all women and children.

Hearing these words, the spearman was instantly filled with anger. He swore on his own honor and dignity that no matter who committed this crime, he would pierce him through with the tip of the spear in his hand!

As the spearmen were passing through, they noticed a strange aura.

It's like being discovered and being observed.

The spearmen paused and the cold light of their spear tips flashed.

"May I ask which Servant it is?"

"Berserker."

Yang Ming Shuichi suddenly arrived with Irisviel and Altria behind him.

"Artoria?"

"Lancer? What are you doing here at this time of night?"

As servants of the same third knight rank, and having fought against each other not long ago, both Altria and the Lancer admired each other's chivalry in their hearts.