Warhammer

The conversation this time was about the same things, with some more talk about bushi and probing for intelligence on forces. Under Ai'er's instructions, the shaman, as the leader of the tribe, took the covenant very seriously and did not give in at all regarding the claim to the Pina Forest.

But as for the Inara Mountains, they showed an attitude that was still open to negotiation.

Some ideas such as shelving disputes, joint development, and joint construction were mentioned, which were passed down by the God's chosen people. This made the Estalia people present feel a little better.

The atmosphere between the two sides seemed to be gradually warming up, and a small episode occurred in the middle:

A large group of probably several hundred green-skinned thugs, attracted by something, rushed towards the very remote town of Samana.

After being discovered by the rangers, the humans began to hastily organize their troops and form a battle array to resist the enemy. Five hundred heavily armored angry-horned beasts rushed out from their flank and rear, crossed the hills first, and launched a charge towards the greenskins.

Just like the battle that broke out outside the town of Samana at the beginning, the generals were beheaded, and the big guys without the huge waaaaagh ability were crushed by the angry-horned beasts of equal physique. Their axes, machetes and clubs could not break the armor of the angry-horned beasts without the blessing I thought of.

Finally, they were defeated by the angry-horned beasts in the field battle, and the remaining troops fled and were hunted down by the wolves and centaurs who had been waiting for a long time.

The humans watched the entire battle between the beasts, and there was complete silence in the ranks.

After the angry-horned beasts had harvested the battlefield, they piled up the chopped green skulls to make a skull display. On the top was the ferocious head of the warlord. A huge axe mark divided its big face into two sides. The contents of the brain had basically fallen out, leaving only a little flesh connected, which was covered upside down on the top of the skull.

Celestine held the sword and cut off the head of a greenskin who was running towards the female knight because of fear of losing his way, and looked at the battlefield that had ended in deep thought.

This group of beastmen who call themselves a tribe...seem somewhat familiar?

The female knight looked at the battlefield. El was circling over the dense forest in the distance on a griffin, looking at her.

I was wondering how long it would take for the envoy from Weiling City to arrive.

That night, to celebrate the victory of a kingdom and a tribe working together to annihilate an enemy army, the people of Samana cleared out the cellar and the three parties held a banquet together.

El deliberately sent the beastmen to participate in the battle as a family unit. Relatively speaking, the beastmen with spouses, cubs, and even many elderly people might be able to get along better with humans than those angry horned beasts with temperaments close to the grumpy old man: What are you looking at? Duel.

At the same time, with the help of the blessing, he could constantly access various perspectives, which was an alternative way to participate in this unique banquet.

I held the mother sheep in the tent and did this and that.

The holy warrior Claudia was still in chains, but Al no longer restricted her from walking outside. The boy still had very complicated feelings towards her.

Strictly speaking, Claudia was El's second target, but she was completely forced. Although Huanyue assisted with the common tactic of "if you don't go up, you will die", El really stabbed with the spear that night out of his own desire to have the true heart of a paladin.

Having experienced a feeling that is several times (three times) greater than normal, Al has become addicted to it. He has never felt that kind of pleasure even when the sheep mother took the initiative to sit on him for the first time and the horse girl assisted from behind.

Then, because he was afraid of getting addicted to it, and because Big Head had regained the high ground, he didn't dare to enter the Holy Knight's muscular body again.

Claudia seemed to have some broken faith because of her experience that night. She just sat there in a daze every day. Occasionally, she would see the female swordsman and the little nun and talk to them for a few words, but then she would become autistic again.

Days of thinking and boredom made Al a little annoyed, especially after seeing the young knight circling around Celestine like a playboy.

Al was furious.

Sitting in the tent, with the Sheep Girl standing on the left and the Horse Girl lying on the right.

He summoned the shaman and said:

"There is a person who insulted me severely, and I hate him deeply..."

"Plan, General, An, out!"

......

The shaman leaves.

Al let out a breath of foul air.

He averted his gaze, but it inevitably moved to the paladin who had fallen asleep on the edge of the blanket.

She lowered her head, hugged her left knee, buried her face in her left leg, stretched her right foot straight on the ground, her robe was pressed under her hips, and her slender and tight thighs were displayed in front of Al.

Al looked away, but couldn't help but slowly moved his eyes upwards.

"I, I've been fighting for so long!"

He suddenly found a source of strength and confidence from his memory.

"Can't you just enjoy it, enjoy it?"

Al walked to the side of the Holy Knight. She seemed to have fallen asleep. Al squatted in front of her and put his hand on the Holy Knight's calf.

Claudia shook her body and woke up from her doze. She looked at Al with confusion. Her eyes trembled, revealing a sad and powerless sadness.

"Well....."

The paladin then retracted her legs into a duck sitting position, and slowly lowered her hands from her chest to hang on both sides. She lowered her head, and her golden hair fell on her chest and shoulders, making it impossible to see her face.

So this is...

El stretched out his hand and gently pressed the holy warrior's smooth chin. With a little force, he slowly lifted her pretty face, which was once full of vigor and vitality but now full of sorrow, towards him.

Then kissed him.

Claudia's teeth were clenched tightly, but Al quickly pried them open by grabbing her breasts. He stuck his tongue in and stirred it for a while before withdrawing his tongue in satisfaction, focusing his attention on her breasts.

The horse girl squinted her eyes and watched the actions between Al and the paladin with interest, while the sheep mother lay lazily on the ground, her face flushed as she looked at the boy's back as he lay on the body of the muscular man.

Chapter 74: Defeat? It's the Paladin's turn now!

Al's aggression lasted a long time.

The boy's hands pressed on one of the paladin's breasts.

Because of the size difference, it was difficult for El to kiss Claudia's lips and cheeks after he entered her, unless the latter lowered her head on her own initiative. But obviously some self-destructive paladins had not yet fallen to such an extent, so El had to concentrate his firepower mainly on her breasts, rubbing and playing with them constantly.

When El entered her, the paladin didn't know whether she was simply shy or too desperate to face it. She raised her hands to cover her face. Although she didn't like El moving on her, he let her escape.

After that night, the paladin could never go back. Her faith in the goddess was toyed with, her heart was on the verge of breaking, and she was infused with something completely new and marked with the mark of El's Eternal Chosen.

The team was wiped out, and the wounded who left would surely bring the news back, and the paladins would become dead. Add to that the branding and the loss of virginity, and Claudia couldn't think of any explanation she could give even if she could go back.

Although many people were captured and guarded in the subsequent battles, those who were willing to convert to the Four Mothers became the "minority human race" in the Beastmen tribe, but the holy warriors who were locked in the tent from beginning to end and only occasionally taken away for cleaning by the sheep women and the Minotaur women never saw other humans except for their two companions.

Her heart is dead.

What remains is only consciousness and physical instinct.

......

"you you....."

Al gasped, withdrew from the paladin's body, stood up, grabbed her hands and pried them apart with force.

The blushing paladin had messy blond hair hanging in front of his chest, wet with sweat and saliva. His face was turned to one side with his eyes tightly closed.

"Your goddess has become a lie, and the church's foolish order sent you to me. It seems that this is your destiny - to be mine..."

Al grabbed the wrist of the paladin and poked her breasts with his spear, causing her plump breasts to dent. He turned his head and looked at his adoptive mother, the Centaur.

The horse girl had hugged the sheep mother in her arms at some point, and while looking at El, she was intimate with her. Looking at El's gaze, she nodded slightly.

"Be one of my wives."

Al spoke these irresponsible words with confidence, but his eyes were serious.

The paladin turned his face away and continued to be autistic.

"Tsk, you're still pretending to be stupid. Your body's reaction is very honest."

Al grinned and played with the Paladin's breasts for a few more times. He hadn't finished yet and it felt bad to quit halfway.

Niu Niu wants to explode.

But in order to not just simply add inflatable dolls and zombies to the harem.

Al also had to find a way to make the paladin either gritting his teeth and glaring or getting up naked, holding the boy's God-chosen spear and calling out "Oh~ Jin~ Jin~" with an aphrodisiac look on his face.

In short, we have to make her "alive".

After his constant exploration and study of the blessing that Joyful Lady gave to El, he had a rough idea of ​​the effect:

The aura of charm mainly affects those who already have a good impression of him or are submissive to Al, and it is easier to form a connection with those who have had close contact with Al. This is the conclusion Al came to after he accidentally discovered that he could suddenly try to connect to the yellow dot of the holy warrior.

You have to have close contact with him. Even if you have seen Al's true face from a distance, it is not enough to just know who he is.

The effect on the harem is that those who like him, such as Ma Niang and Yang Ma, will like boys more.

It's not because xp is a priest that it changed from stepmother to stepmother's breath ()

This ability is not mandatory, but a very subtle, gentle change that can influence a member of the El forces from all angles.

The Blood Mother's main influence is on the army, the Omniscient Mother's Blessing is a plug-in that gives El the ability to control the overall situation, and the Kind Mother's Blessing currently mainly affects physical health?

His recovery and endurance are outstanding, and his X-ability is also greatly improved.

If his head was chopped off, he would probably still die, but if his intestines were simply pierced, he should be able to survive. Al didn't try it, and he didn't know what Xiusebinglian was, so good boys shouldn't search for it.

And the blessing of the Joyful Lady...seems to be mainly used in the harem?

Not really...

The boy stretched out his hand and clamped the chin of the beauty, turning her face to look at him. He took a breath, put on an evil expression and got close to the holy warrior. He tilted his face and breathed hot air into her eyes and said:

"If you don't answer... you don't want your companions to complete the rest of the work for you, do you?"

Al uttered the threat that he had been brewing for a long time, and at that moment, the boy really felt like he had become the bad guy.

He recalled that in the realm of pleasure, he had been moved by the behavior of those who had tried to shake his fantasy and had been beaten to death, and felt a sense of betrayal to himself.

For the sake of his free will, Al once dared to resist the power of Chaos at that moment, and resisted the blessed mother who created him in this life. Later, he thought he could resist the possible corruption of the Four Mothers on himself. Now thinking about it, Al was really so naive!

They don't need to drastically change or distort Al, they just need to continue to support him.

Send blessings to him, support his development, and support his expansion;

If beauty, glory, power and all kinds of things are given to El, this self-righteous cub will voluntarily show his true love and filial piety to the four mothers when he wears the laurel crown and enjoys the wine and meat with all kinds of beauties.

Even if a warrior can slay the dragon for a while!

How could I just ignore the princess's treasures?

Al came to his senses and bit his tongue hard, letting the pain temporarily suppress his desire.

The boy held the spear, stepped back naked, and waved his hands, saying, "Forget it, if you don't want to, then wow!"

The holy warrior, who was regarded by El as having given up on himself and had been isolated in himself for a long time like a walking corpse, suddenly pounced on the boy and pressed him to the ground like a female beast stalking its prey!

Ma Niang's embrace with Yang Ma's hand suddenly stopped, but she quickly acted as if nothing had happened and continued to watch this joyous show with great interest.

Claudia's legs held Al between them, her shackled hands pinning the boy's upper body, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly.

The amber eyes were filled with a hint of madness and the expression was slightly ferocious as he looked down at the boy.

Al was stunned by the sudden attack.

The spear beneath her was still erected high, pressed against the paladin's groin, and her body was also dripping with traces of previous pleasure, falling on El's belly.

"you you....."

Al's teeth were chattering.

The paladin's gaze was too fierce, like a female beast at the end of its rope, turning its head to fight a desperate battle with the young hunter who was closing in on her.

But he easily pressed the still young hunter under him, kissed his delicate throat with his sharp teeth, and dripped the hot fishy smell and saliva on the boy's face. Looking at his shocked face, he didn't have time to accept the reality of the difference in offense and defense.

"She, is she going to kill me?"

Many thoughts flashed through Al's mind quickly. Under the terrifying gaze of the holy knight, he couldn't even think of a way to resist and escape at the first moment.

"So."

Claudia opened her hoarse throat, trying her best to suppress her anger and madness in the coldness.

"as you wish!"

The ferocious female beast suddenly lowered her head and hit the boy's head almost violently.

With a thud, Al became even more confused.

The woman's tongue kept prying open the boy's mouth and entwining his tongue.

The chained hands held Al's head in between, and he knelt on both sides with his legs, raised his body and tested it, then found the right position and sat down.

Feeling the spear entering a warm place, Al's body reacted instinctively and started moving.

Then there was another sharp pain!

The paladin sucked Al's tongue into his mouth and held it there, then bit it viciously! Fortunately, it seemed to be just a vent of anger, and he didn't really bite off Al's tongue.

El was in so much pain that he didn't even care about little El's comfort. He pressed the Holy Warrior's breasts with his left hand and grabbed her hand with his right hand, trying to push her away. His tongue was held hostage between his teeth. Claudia's strength was greater than that of El who was not wearing the Cold Love. He tried several times but to no avail.