The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

He plunged into the Sunset Forest aimlessly. He didn't know when he would be able to find Cersei. Moreover, if Cersei was really determined to hide from him, with the sword dancer's anti-reconnaissance and concealment capabilities, the probability of finding her would be almost zero.

"You're right. I can't leave now."

Villers took a deep breath and stood up from the ground, leaning on the moon blade.

Maybe Cecilia was just angry for the moment and would come back after she calmed down for a while.

But why do I always feel like I’ve lost something important?

It felt like a piece of it was suddenly torn off, and it hurt so much.

He looked around at his fellow tribesmen. Those trusting eyes made Villers forget the inexplicable pain for a while. He pulled himself together and gave orders:

"The herbs that Cesinati sent back are numerous and varied, and can be used to prepare potions. You should quickly classify these herbs and take them to the pharmacist!"

"Yes--!"

When the elves saw that Villers had recovered from his decadence, they all smiled.

This is their captain.

Always so strong and confident.

Weakness and confusion will never exist in his dictionary.

Now, it was almost all thanks to Villers that they were able to resist the drow elves for so long with such inferior forces. His command was so superb that the elf squad under his command was like the flexible arms of a giant, always able to play its role accurately.

The main force of the Star-Moon Elves repelled the Drow Elves near the Dark Rift. Reinforcements are on the way, and the tormented days will soon be over.

"Wait for me, Cecilia!"

Villers talked to himself, in a voice that only he could hear.

"When this war is over, I will come find you and apologize to you in person!"

……

"The elf asked a demon for help? Are you sure?!"

When Quinhagen heard the report from the werewolf in front of him, he felt as if he had heard it wrongly. If he was not sure that these demons were sincere enough, he would even suspect that the werewolf had deliberately made up a story to fool him.

Elves and demons, these are two extremes that absolutely cannot be related.

"It's absolutely true!" the werewolf assured, patting his chest.

"Do you remember what that demon looked like?" Quinhagen frowned.

"He's very big, maybe even bigger than you... Uh, he's wearing a suit of crimson heavy armor! He's covered in black fur, and his usual weapon is an axe. His weapons and equipment are of very high quality, and our weapons can't penetrate them."

The elite gnolls shrank their heads.

He sensed a hint of murderous intent in Quinhagen's vicious eyes.

I guess he didn't say anything wrong just now, right?

I tell the truth.

"Sir, the banyan forest is ahead..."

The Mad Blood Family's steward, a lion demon shaman, reminded in a low voice.

The hair on his face was pale and his head looked a little bald, but his cold eyes were still bright, flashing with hatred. Through blood sensing, he knew that his son was dead - the shaman who followed Miss Arya was most likely killed at the hands of humans.

He and the town of Bona are irreconcilable!

So when Quinhagen's attention was attracted by a meaningless demon, he immediately stepped forward to remind Quinhagen to refocus his attention on the main business.

"Let's put the demon matter aside for now."

Quinhagen pinched his brows and felt extremely anxious.

The missing fiancée, the reinforcements from Bona Town, the elves who are eyeing him covetously... and now a weird demon has appeared, which is really a headache.

"Once we have dealt with the humans in Bona Town, we will have plenty of time to find the demon who helped the elves." He looked at a dark banyan forest not far away. At this time, the humans did not know that they had been surrounded.

He drew the battle axe from his waist and swung it forward.

"All troops advance! Charge in!"

……

The sound of the flute came again.

Every once in a while, the sound of a flute could be heard intermittently.

Just like the sound waves that bats use to detect locations.

Even the cold and gloomy monster's lair can be heard clearly.

Caesar hung the torch on the rock wall, looked back at the elf lady with a playful smile on his lips.

"How about I give you the flute and you respond?"

Caesar really threw the space ring to Cecilia, and at the same time took a step forward, and rudely hugged the relatively petite but plump body into his arms, lowered his head slightly, and captured the faint fragrance lingering between the hair and neck.

I haven't seen Cersinati take a bath, but her body is always very clean. I haven't seen her use any perfume, but she always has an elegant orchid scent, both inside and outside her body. It seems like she is born with it?

"I don't want to respond." Miss Elf struggled.

He let the space ring roll off his body without reaching out to catch it.

Her body was heating up. The sudden stop and the cold treatment for a period of time did not cool her body down. Instead, she quickly got into the state after being teased.

"Can the flute transmit sound? I'm actually looking forward to your husband's reaction when he finds out what you're doing."

Caesar bent down and kissed the elf's long ears.

The tender ears exude a faint orchid scent that is intoxicating.

"Hmm...itchy~" Cecilia avoided Caesar's warm lips and absentmindedly fell into Caesar's arms, blushing and annoyed, "How can you have such a bad taste!"

"I think you're quite interested?"

"I...I didn't..."

In the face of Miss Elf's insincere rebuttal.

Caesar simply waved his hand in front of her and said with a wicked smile: "I have evidence!"

"you……"

I don’t know what I saw.

Miss Elf's face turned even redder, like a beautiful rose blooming on her fair cheeks.

Caesar stopped teasing her. He pinched her pink chin with one hand and kissed her shiny and moist lips fiercely.

Soft and sweet.

Miss Elf's lips are especially delicious today.

Just as her strange increase in favorability left Caesar puzzled.

Added once when rescuing the elf.

The first time I heard the flute, I added it again when I gave up responding.

The favorability has now reached 60 and is still increasing.

Women are really unpredictable creatures.

He kissed fiercely, with a desire to invade and possess everything.

That soft body seemed to be rubbed into the body, with almost every inch of skin tightly fitting, and they looked like a couple in love.

The temperature around gradually rose, becoming more and more charming.

……

Chapter 105: Searching for Green

Although she was treated almost brutally, Seshinati did not feel any pain.

Even the slight sting made her body more sensitive.

This strange feeling made her doubt herself.

Is this what she really desires?

Looking back, Villers and his people had always treated her in a gentle and friendly manner. Villers respected her very much and would never do anything she was unwilling to do. If she needed any magic materials, Villers would get them for her as soon as possible.

This kind of life is peaceful and harmonious.

Like a pool of spring water that doesn't stir up a single ripple.

But such a life seems too peaceful.

Her mother was a sword dance master who traveled to many places when she was young. She even lived in a human city hiding her identity for more than ten years until she became pregnant. Her father was a sword dance master and also a druid. She had only seen her father once in her life - when she was born.

Then the man who yearned for freedom took his mother who also yearned for freedom away from the Star-Moon Elves. No one knows where they are now. Maybe they have already died...

There is no genetics in this world.

But it is generally believed that children grow up looking at their parents' backs.

They are bound to inherit some characteristics from their parents.

Cecilia thought that this was quite true. She was not born to be content with peace. She preferred the raging storms to the leisurely countryside.

So, even though I don’t want to admit it.

But when being treated so roughly.

She really felt a sense of enjoyment and excitement.

So when her teeth were pried open by the tongue, she did not resist as she did before. Instead, she closed her eyes in despair and also stretched out her sweet tongue, half-pushing and half-giving in as Caesar controlled her, and the two greedily mixed together.

Keep going, harder...

Invade everything of mine more crazily...

I like……

Caesar could read such silent signals from the elf lady's increasingly affectionate lips and tongue.

His arrogance became more and more arrogant, as if he had become the king who ruled everything.

He sucked the elf lady's lips like a baby sucking breast milk, wantonly plundering the sweet saliva in her mouth, and also aroused her heart, making her gradually fall into the abyss of love.

"It's really embarrassing..."

Cersei knew what Caesar was referring to.

She lowered her head, her face flushed as if she was drunk, her feet stepped on the ground which was gradually becoming increasingly wet and slippery, her calves trembling, and her heart instantly tightened when she was about to fall, but a strong arm picked her up at this moment, her feet completely suspended in the air, their lips parted, pulling out a pink silk thread.

Cersei just looked at Caesar and then lowered her head.

The air became quiet, with only the sound of water dripping from the stalactites.

But compared to before the two of them came, the sound became more frequent.

Caesar licked the corner of his mouth, which felt a little stinging.

It turned out that I didn't know when I had been bitten by the elf lady.

He stared at the charming person in front of him. The blush on her face almost showed through her delicate skin, and looked even more charming against her lavender skin.

The body feels like burning fire.

The fragile blood vessels seemed to be about to burst.

But Caesar just stopped here and waited.

Waiting for Cersinati's reaction, and Cersinati was also enduring it, as if as long as she didn't take that step on her own initiative, as long as she was not forced to take that step, then she would be innocent and her dignity would still be perfect.

It’s a pity that the male hormones have already filled the entire cave.

Every breath hit the deepest part of her brain, making her dizzy. Her delicate body twisted unconsciously, and her beautiful legs wrapped around the strong waist, like a snake winding around to mate, constantly entangled and rubbing up and down.

Reason is gradually being swallowed up and disappearing bit by bit.

At a certain moment, she finally raised her head, revealing her eyes that were almost overflowing with passion. She hooked her hands around Caesar's neck, slightly opened her red lips, and let out a sweet and hot breath, the invitation evident in her words.

Caesar took off his leg armor and arm armor, letting these troublesome lumps of metal fall crisply to the ground, and his warm big hands stroked the elf's waist through the silk clothes.

"Ten times." He laid the elf on the bed.