Warhammer

Al, the goat mother and the centaur girl passed by one after another, and time passed until night fell. After covering the forest, they went to the central hall.

On the way, we met a duo of a paladin and a female swordsman.

The upper body of the female swordsman Ann was still restrained by the metal device, but her lower body had been untied by the paladin. Now there was a leather collar and an iron chain around her neck, and the other end of the chain was in Claudia's hand.

As soon as the blackened paladin saw the boy, he couldn't wait to get close to him and ask for sex, but El evaded him... If he agreed to Claudia's request, the whole night would be enough to deal with the duo. Of course, El could give himself a buff - showing the true form of the Eternal Chosen!

There are various ways to quickly resolve the battle and speed through the nymphomaniac dungeon, but in that case he would feel forced to go to work and just be unhappy about doing nothing, so generally speaking, Al still prefers to combine in a normal way, occasionally using some small spells, and enjoying the pleasure of love and carnal desires with each other.

The holy knight who was rejected was not angry. He held the chain and made it clear to El that the two of them should find a quiet room to "entertain themselves". If the boy was willing, he could come over and lead the battle at any time.

Then he dragged the cursing red-haired female swordsman An towards the back hall.

Al rubbed his hands and walked into the courtyard. His eight sheep maids were already ready and chatting quietly in the palace.

Desire, shyness, pretending to be calm...

Al's eyes swept across the faces of the maids one by one. The little girls were obviously very happy about the boy's arrival. Even the most reserved and shy sheep girls hurried over and accompanied Al into the palace.

He lay down on the soft blanket, with two pairs of Aries women's thighs pressing down on him, and a special knee pillow serving his head. His left hand was held and guided to a very soft and plump place, which was the place that Al often tasted. There were two tender red beans there. As long as he bit and sucked them gently, he would receive the delicious and sweet gift.

Al's surroundings were soon filled with the sheep girls.

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Chapter 186: El's Goddaughter

In the end, it was a great pleasure.

None of the eight goat girls were left out.

Including the largest and most mature sheep girl who liked to be treated roughly by boys, she also had a perfect experience with the cooperation of her companions and the leadership of Al.

Her mouth was wide open, with her tender little pink tongue hanging out, revealing her Ahegao.

Halfway through, Claudia even pulled the female swordsman Ann in again, but Al thought that eight or ten of them were enough and they had come at it, so he pushed the paladin to the ground and pressed on him hard, violently ramming the boy's spear into the plump body of the mature and beautiful blonde paladin. Then he tried some bondage and training on the female swordsman.

A whole night of debauchery.

Finally, Al woke up from a nightmare.

Al dreamed that a female minotaur with donkey ears was grabbing his ankle and trying to get him out. He struggled hard, but it was useless. The donkey-eared rabbit kept yelling in his ear:

"You can't rest yet, Dad!"

"You can't rest yet, Dad!"

So Al was awakened by the shock.

When he woke up, he received a message from the maids that Misha Theseus El, the eldest daughter of El and the eldest son, had been waiting for El to wake up in the front hall for a long time.

In a panic, Al subconsciously wanted to run out, but after running two steps, he broke away from the aftermath of the nightmare. After waking up, he hurriedly did not let the maid do anything, and directly manipulated the power of the magic wind to clean his whole body, changed into clean clothes prepared by the maids, and hurried to the front hall.

Misha, Hera, Barbatos, except for Kael'thas who was stationed at the front line of the Sacred Forest just in case, the three most outstanding and capable heirs under Aiur's command were all present.

Perhaps it is very confusing why a fun-loving person like the third child, Barbatos, could become one of the top four heirs and a capable person that his young father has high hopes for...

One reason is his good looks and personality that Al likes very much.

If we talk mainly about comprehensive strength, Barbatos can indeed be ranked. If she really takes it seriously and gives it her all, she may be the only one among all the heirs who has the hope of challenging the eldest daughter Misha.

But... forget it.

Let them be fun people, the decisive moment has not yet come when every person under El's command will serve as his flag and go into the battlefield to fight the enemy.

"Father!"

As soon as they met, Barbatos couldn't wait to rush over and hug the boy's arms.

Al was dragging a pendant on his body, but it was not difficult. The third daughter's chest was flat, although not flat, but the slight fluctuation was no different from that of an ordinary man.

There is no sign of the racial superiority of the Sheep Girl at all.

Al had seen the source of the other part of Barbatos' bloodline, a big, so big sheep mother, and it was obvious that Barbatos did not inherit any of this.

"Hmm?" Al ruffled Barbatos's hair and tapped on the small and delicate horns with his fingertips.

"I have a very, very good plan!"

"If it goes according to my plan, this triumphal ceremony will be perfect!" Barbatos shouted, while looking at Misha who was standing silently.

The thing I worried about finally happened.

Misha shook her head slowly and said, "If you follow your plan, my brother, my father's triumphal procession will become an unrestrained festival carnival."

"Our goal is to demonstrate the power of our father and spread the glory of the glorious victory to every newly surrendered Estalia, in order to prove to them that only the faith of the Four Mothers, only the tribe, only the rule and protection of our father can bring them salvation in this uncertain and suffering-filled mortal world..." Niu Niu murmured, his eyes deep and empty, as if looking into the distance.

Al: “…”

Barbatos: "......"

Hera: "Woof! I think big sister is right!"

The atmosphere suddenly became loyal.

Misha, who had come to her senses, seemed to be ashamed of this side of herself that had suddenly been exposed. She lowered her head and whispered, "We don't have sufficient supplies. If we implement this plan, it will be difficult to take big risks later... Last time we only cut the quota evenly, and some people would starve. If the greenskins attack blindly and fail to quickly resume production, I'm afraid some refugees will starve to death."

Al became serious when he heard this.

Death in battle, loss of troops and territory, slaughter by brutal enemies... If these things happened under Aiel's rule, he would be sad and angry, and he would vow to take revenge.

But if there are starving people on the road during a non-war period, and the reason is just to satisfy personal vanity and show off one's achievements, then he should stop thinking about his mother in the future, because there will be no such rebellious son in the mother of the Human Union.

After he made up his mind, he clung to the Four Mothers, fulfilled his duties as the Pioneer of Chaos and the Eternal Chosen One, and joined the happy family of rulers of the medieval world.

So Al hit his third daughter's head hard, and the latter lowered her head in pain, but did not dare to dodge.

"We can't take this kind of risk."

He agreed with Misha.

"Although the greenskin vanguard was destroyed and the main force is far away in Marus, it will take at least half a month to mobilize the troops. We also have at least a month to recuperate. The Lilith Mist has begun to grow. If it continues to spread at this rate, the entire Pina will be covered in half a month at most. By then, we will not be afraid of the greenskin attack—but!"

“Even if we are 90% sure, if the risk is too big for us to bear and can be avoided through patience, then we should do it!”

"Especially, you are the leader of a division. The decisions we make on the battlefield may determine the victory or defeat of the division. In peacetime, they may affect the survival of tens of thousands of civilians."

Barbatos lowered his head, and the hand holding his little father also blew down in disappointment, and only rested lightly on the back of Al's palm, like a kitten or puppy clinging to the trouser legs and sleeves of its owner.

Ai'er suddenly became preachy and continued, "You are the most popular one among all the descendants. When you wanted to celebrate, you must have thought about enjoying it and being happy with your fellow brothers and subordinates in the tribe. Here, your original intention was good."

"But have you ever thought about what would happen if something goes wrong and production and development are difficult to resume? We would instantly fall into a situation that is even more difficult than the most difficult time before. At that time, you are my heir, you are the leader of the legion, you are the object of everyone's love. You won't go hungry, but what about them? Those who support you, love you, feast with you, fight with you, and play with you, what about them?"

Barbatos lowered his head, his eyes were filled with tears, his lips were trembling, and his throat choked twice.

Al sighed and pressed his daughter's head.

"You like to enjoy yourself and be happy with everyone. I am the same. You like them and they love you. You should take on this responsibility. Don't be like your father who does this every day..."

"In short, Barbatos, my daughter, you have to think more, understand? Here, you have to think more." Al touched his forehead with his finger, and then gently touched the center of his daughter's eyebrows, who nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Your decision, your action."

Misha's pupils shrank slightly, and she seemed to have returned to the past in a trance, when she was still a calf. She was not tall, but in the hearts of her children, she would always be as bright and dazzling as the sun. The figure who stood in the world like a giant held her and taught knowledge to each of her young children.

Al didn't realize that he was talking too much, and he took the opportunity of educating his children to reflect on his own behavior, which made his eldest daughter recall the few glorious moments as a father.

He rubbed the third child's head with one hand, and the Husky...Wolf girl also came over, trying to share the "favor" of her little father, while looking at the documents presented by the eldest daughter. It was another busy office life full of affairs.

The procedures for the triumphal ceremony have been almost finalized, and it can be held after waiting for the second-in-command, Kael'thas, to return with the replacement troops.

Shouldn't I be able to relax for a few days then?

Al thought to himself, sharing happiness with the people, this is about sharing happiness with the people, it will be good for you, for me, and for everyone!

I have a normal degree of relaxation!

Please leave for one more

I slept at a relative's house today and didn't bring my computer. I had to stay up for a long time. I wrote one chapter on my phone in the early morning. I will make up for it tomorrow when I get home.................................................................................................................................................................................................

Chapter 187: No one would think that Al would take a bath alone

In the end, we still followed the process set by Misha.

However, after this incident, Barbatos became much more sensible. He no longer imitated Al and slacked off every day. Instead, he actively participated in related affairs. He was very serious and responsible. Al called him "my unicorn"...

Even Misha was encouraged by her brother's enthusiasm, and her brother, who used to be lazy and often confused about whether he was a younger brother or a younger sister, became more passionate about handling matters.

Al was very pleased with this.

There are so many things to do in a day, and having one more person to share the burden means he has less work to do.

Among the four most outstanding heirs, only Misha and Kael'thas could handle government affairs on his behalf. Barbatos was a playboy, let alone Hera. To put it in game terms:

The eldest and second oldest are advisors who add political points and stability, while the wolf girl deducts stability and political points.

Even when dividing the legions into four parts, Al had to pay special attention to the big wolf girl and assign more talents with management and governance skills to assist the wolf girl in ruling.

But in the end, they still emerged with the wildest and most whaaaagh of the four legions, the "Dark Iron Warriors", under the leadership of the Wolf Girl. After all, they squeezed into the main position of the top four legions solely by fighting. It is obvious what kind of demonstration role they will play in this case.

A cultural atmosphere of war among all members has been cultivated, and in the Black Iron Warrior Legion, the proportion of angry-horned beasts and red-maned werewolves who have been affected by the blessing of the Blood Mother and have undergone changes in appearance is relatively high.

Now that Barbatos has come to his senses and is helping his young father to manage the changes in the tribe, how can Al not be relieved.

He was quite touched at the moment, and after finishing his morning tasks, he simply announced a vacation, took his three daughters and a whole team of guards to the outside of the tribe and had fun in the forest.

Climbing trees, picking flowers, hunting, fishing...

A group of people entered the forest, and under the leadership of El and the encouragement of Barbatos' drumming, it became a large children's picnic scene. One child and two adults, El, Barbatos, and the wolf girl, father and daughter, had a great time. Smiling Misha followed behind them with a more genuine and joyful smile on her face.

Had a good entertainment.

The only regret Al had was that he didn't bring his wife with him. If so, he could take the women to a small forest and start a hearty and enjoyable outdoor sex...

Finally, after playing until sunset, Al took his three daughters home to take a bath - separately of course. He was not so crazy for the time being. Hera might come simply because she wanted to be close to the boy, but with Misha and Barbatos around, they would naturally not let the big wolf girl disturb the little father.

That's right.

Al was not bathing alone.

The two ladies, Malena and Yediya, were pressing on the boy, one above and one below.

He sat by the bathtub with his legs soaked in warm water and his upper body lying on his back on the warm and wet floor. His new wife, Yediya, draped in a black veil, was kneeling in the pool with her knees, her black hair scattered on her snow-white back and buttocks, floating on the water. She was burying her head, trying to swallow the boy's spear, while Al grabbed his wife's plump thighs and fat buttocks with both hands. The latter rode on his lower abdomen, bent down, filled it with her lips and breasts, and served the boy's mouth and upper body.

The two ladies' usual dressing styles and make-up are exactly black and white, and their attitudes are one gentle and the other cold. Their opposing dresses and auras, when they stand side by side, can bring double or even quadruple the enjoyment to Al when serving him.

One might even have the illusion that they are a pair of sisters with opposite temperaments.

Al liked the ladies ten to nine points.

In order to repay this favor, he even instigated this incident behind the scenes: when he led the legion westward, he rescued a group of refugees on the way, and his griffin saved a mother and daughter from the greenskins' butcher knife. The mother and daughter were now Mrs. Malena, and the two met once.

Later, this matter was known to some people. In order to please the tribe, they searched for and recommended some beauties in the name of gratitude and presented them to Ai'er's tent as "maids".

Al was very satisfied, so he provided funding to those who led the matter and contributed the most, mainly two Estalia people, a wealthy businessman, and a local nobleman, so that they could obtain dual certification and endorsement from the kingdom or the tribe, and arranged for them to be managers in a stronghold not far from the headquarters, as a way of returning a favor. Al thought that such people might be useful in the future, and he also wanted to leave an impression that he was loyal and knew how to give back. This would make it easier for mortals to accept and serve him than a barbaric chief who simply mastered terrible violence.

Al absolutely does not want to give those cunning, opportunistic guys who like to follow the boss's likes the impression that Al is lustful, likes wives, likes mature ladies, likes beauties... etc. Then, in order to please him, they will go to great lengths every day to find beautiful older sisters and younger wives, and then stuff them into his court.

Absolutely not!

......

"Huh... Huh..." Al and his wife kissed passionately, and their tightly entangled lips parted, and foul air came out of their mouths.

At the lower body, the lady in black tried hard to wrap the spear with her bright red lips, but the uncontrollable turbid stream still flowed out from her lips and slid down the spear. Large streams of sticky white turbid liquid filled her mouth. Because of the posture, it was not convenient for Yediya to swallow. Although she was trying hard to swallow, she still could not stop such a large amount of eruption.

In the end, a lot of the boys' fluids slid down, landing on their bodies and into the pool.

"Clap!"

Al patted his wife's fat buttocks, put his hands around her thighs from bottom to top and then stood up. Yediya retreated into the pool and looked at the boy who was much smaller than herself and her best friend, holding a spear that was out of proportion to his body and of exaggerated size, and was covered with various liquids, including hers.

Holding Malena's plump and sexy body, he looked like a dwarf carrying his own furnace.

Even though I have seen her many times, and even many times she was in the same position as Malena, watching her again still brings a visual impact and a quiet growth of desire.

“Woo…!”

The wife moaned, and Al's arms slowly sank, and the wife's body, which was pressed against him, also dropped synchronously. Finally, when the pair of huge breasts just rested on the boy's head, the two bodies made a preliminary connection.

The lady kept panting and blushing. No matter how many times, especially when she was with other people, she would show this shy side, which made Al feel guilty for bullying the gentle lady and big sister... which made him even happier!