Warhammer

Everyone hates traitors, even their enemies.

But in contrast, traitors from (potential) enemies are not that annoying.

Chapter 151: Madam, there is desire in your eyes!

This chapter contains risky content, and the author is currently revising it!

Chapter 152: Madam...You have a secret, and it belongs to me

The addition of new characters brings a whole new experience to Al.

Especially when the opponent's attributes do not overlap with those of your harem.

Al feels that his XP is quite broad, and he can control most of the attributes. The black-clad woman has a rather cold banner, and under her strong and mature appearance, she has a very warm personality.

On the whole, it is a kind of comparison, a relatively happy and harmonious society where you are in me and I am in you.

The woman in black, who looks a bit cold, is actually more proactive than the wife in this matter.

The boy pounded her and she lifted her legs, the boy slapped her buttocks and she moved.

When changing people or positions, they will actively come over to help, bite you, and clean up the battlefield.

Had a great time.

Al continued to have sex with the black-clad lady inside her body, and the latter's physical strength was already shaky. Her beautiful face was as red as blood, and she looked extremely charming.

What Al liked most was to spread the legs of the woman in black apart, or to carry her on his shoulders and press her down. Then, when the giant dragons collided and the rhythm of war moved, her cheeks would turn red, she would bite her lips, and her eyes would still maintain a somewhat charming clarity, looking at a boy who was much "smaller" than her, struggling and sprinting inside her.

Al would be very excited.

At this moment, it seemed that it was not Al who was violently cumming inside and fucking the plump woman in black, but the charming, mysterious, cold and enchanting lady who was like a black rose, enjoying the diligent service of her beloved little boy lover.

Al: “I’m so excited!”

Then the intensity increased.

The black-clad woman's physical strength was better than the wife's at the beginning. At that time, Al was only compassionate to the wife, without asking for too much. He quickly (relatively) delivered a shot, filling the wife's vagina with his genetic material, leaving the mark of a boy. After declaring his possession of this beautiful body, he did not put much strength on her.

It was through the boy's subsequent continuous development and strengthening that the wife's fighting power had gradually increased, reaching the level where she could fight against him and satisfy Al's basic demands.

But today, Al was delighted to find that the woman in black who volunteered to join the beast cave (crossed out) and Al's Crystal Palace was much more powerful than his original wife.

Maybe it’s due to personality reasons, or maybe it’s due to physical strength.

Anyway, Al enjoyed the pile driving and got two consecutive social security. If his sheep maids were to do this kind of effort, the eight sheep maids would have to give at least two rounds one by one to get it.

His fighting ability is extremely weak, even after being developed and trained by El so many times.

Here I have to mention the foster mother, the Centaur girl, and the Centaur's fighting power is the kind that is very weak in the first few times. It's easy, and the boy's casual movement will make her so happy that she can't stand it, and she will be quickly defeated by El.

It's just that he becomes braver as the battle goes on, and his fighting power becomes stronger as time goes by. Even if El wants to, he can still defeat the Mamusu army, but it can also be regarded as a typical example of striking back after someone strikes back.

......

Her strength was gradually failing, but she was still holding up her body, cooperating with, and even partially directing the boy's movements. The part where their bodies were connected was already flooded, and the woman in black had gone through a long connection as it was their first time, so she didn't even have the strength to bite her lips, but she still maintained her mysterious and cool demeanor.

Yes, manners.

Al enjoyed the enjoyment this feeling brought him.

Women will still gasp and moan, but their movements are almost always controlled at an appropriate level, not going too far out of control and giving the impression that they are completely immersed in the experience; or showing emotions such as perfunctory and disgust that make boys dislike them.

After Al discovered this, he was even more amazed.

"This woman is extraordinary."

he thought to himself.

The clone was swelling, and there was rage about to pour out.

Al sped up his movements inside the woman, and the latter also promptly mobilized her remaining strength to coordinate with the boy's movements, preparing to receive his third essence.

Among the four mothers who had lost contact, or whose signals were blocked due to the Mortal War and whose connection with Ai'er had weakened, the most important one, the Fun Person, suddenly came online again.

The boy's mother of joy.

The evil god seemed to have loosened his connection with the first apostle in the mortal world, the Chosen One, because of El's joy, and the voice was conveyed to El intermittently.

[Fuck her! Fuck her hard! I want to see her crying and showing Ah Hei...]

Then Al ignored it.

The Eternal Chosen completely ignored the evil suggestions made by his mother goddess. He certainly would not be so rude as to treat a harem member who voluntarily came to serve him like he did to Claudia and the female swordsman Ann.

He even took the initiative to use his own strength to replenish the woman's energy.

The boy clamped the black woman's legs with his hands and slowly leaned down to kiss her breasts. He raised his head and stared at the woman's face, not hiding his desire and love for this body and this soul.

The woman blinked her red eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, but she said nothing.

Al's movements were getting faster and faster, and the boy's invasion of her body was getting more and more fierce, but the woman just endured it silently, staring at Al without blinking.

Restraining her desire made her originally fair skin, which was now covered with a layer of sweat and body fluids, and flushed due to pleasure and stimulation, become even redder, and the feeling inside became more sensitive, but the woman still bit her lips and did not release the pressure by moaning, but insisted on looking at the boy.

There was silence on both sides, but the boy's body movements never stopped, and even became more and more violent. The woman's door had been completely opened by El, and her body was just waiting for him to explore, develop, and occupy. She was also trying hard to welcome and withstand El's storm.

A couple who end up in bed after only meeting each other for a few hours probably cannot be said to be in love at all.

At this moment, both of them realized the mystery and uniqueness of the other.

Al knew that she had other secrets and entered his harem through his wife, and she didn't really just want to be a boy's toilet.

And the woman also realized that the boy who was pressing on her and entering her body must have realized this at this moment, instead of simply indulging in enjoying her body.

In this situation, Al only felt more excited, and his speed and strength increased. There was even a moment when he really adopted the evil suggestion of the Mother of Joy, enchanted his own clone, and called Claudia by the way, and did this cold woman in black in this way and that, using wild S-style to ravage her vigorously until her body was completely broken and on the verge of collapse.

Looking at the face of the cold and charming queen being deformed by the boy's fierce fucking, revealing her Ahegao, and being whipped vigorously with the God-chosen Spear, piercing her heart, destroying her dignity, revealing her secrets, possessing, conquering, and playing with her without leaving any room for her!

However, Al thinks he is still loyal. Maybe he is too lustful, but he is still a good person after all.

The paladin and the female swordsman both tried to assassinate Al first. He was wrong and went too far, but he couldn't go with such a rough and restricted plot for a woman who hadn't yet posed a threat to the boy and the people around him, who took the initiative to submit to him and whom he liked very much.

......

Al felt that the time was almost right, so he leaned down and pressed against the woman's chest. His tone became heavier, and he said with a little panting:

"You have a secret!"

The spear pierced her core, and the woman's plump body trembled violently.

"Nothing!"

The boy's movements quickened and he did not stop.

The woman raised her slender neck, put her arms around his back, and put her legs on the boy's hips.

"Eventually...I will see through them! And you and your secrets will be mine!"

The boy's willful, proud declaration came out loud as his words began his final release of the day.

The woman also trembled all over at the right time, and let out the loudest and most seductive moan of the day...

The two of them still maintained that close posture to each other, feeling and savoring the moment. Al felt that this was the most pleasurable moment in the past week, and the woman closed her eyes, her chest shaking rapidly with the ups and downs.

A sheep girl walked over quietly to remind Al that the centaurs were coming.

Al nodded and kissed the woman's lips and cheeks gently. Then he lowered his head and arched his back in her broad bosom like a spoiled child. He then mischievously bit her left breast, applying a little force with his teeth, leaving a circle of saliva and teeth marks around the red cherry before he slowly pulled away and stood up.

The maids helped the boy clean.

Although it will soon return to its current state, Al's clean posture is a sign of respect for his foster mother, the sheep mother, and his wife.

He released and took much, but it was not enough.

There is still a big battle waiting for Al, and he wants to make sure he can devote himself to this far-reaching battle.

Therefore, before the final battle begins, Al believes that it is necessary to relax well and fully.

Chapter 153: Well! I am the happiest today!

As usual, they had a wild and joyful time.

Annoyed that he didn't let her go to the battlefield, and when she came back she didn't come to find him first, but was having sex with the sheep maid and the newcomer, the centaur girl couldn't sit still anymore, so she brought the sheep mother and others to catch (crossed out) and join the silver party.

Finally, Al made a great effort and fed all the concubines in his harem until dawn the next day.

The boy stood up from the tent full of beautiful flesh and gently pulled his left leg out from under the horse's hoof that was on him. The centaur suddenly opened her red eyes and looked at him.

"Are you going?"

"It's not time yet, so I can still relax for a while."

When the war breaks out, Al will definitely have to stay in the military camp for a long time. After all, even if he has the blessing of omniscience and can control the battlefield from a God's perspective, the situation changes rapidly, and he must always ensure that he can control the situation at any time.

"We haven't been out alone for a long time."

The foster mother blushed, raised her upper body slightly, and gently held Al's hand.

To which the boy responded: "Let's go out together tomorrow... just the two of us."

He reflected on it and thought that now that he had a wife, and that this matter was certainly not his wife's fault, since the refugees had entered the forest.

It had indeed been a while since he had gone out for a walk alone with the centaur girl.

Although there are times when we do it one-on-one.

But apparently, after eating so much meat and fish for so long, perhaps the Centaurs’ nature still prefers a more relaxed and free kind of happiness.

El thought about the time when the man and the horse first met. Alina, who was not yet his "adoptive mother" at that time, was a wild and violent centaur when they first met, but later she fell in love with him and shyly confessed their bond in a normal way. The blood mother's god recognized her and took him to the spring. The two...

and many more!

Al suddenly felt something was wrong.

What the hell is going on? I'm just reminiscing about the past!

He knew that there was a meme on the Internet at the beginning of the century: if a character inexplicably starts to reminisce about his past, it most likely means that he is about to leave the stage.

So he quickly shook his head, threw away the fantasy, hugged the centaur girl for a while, and then said he wanted to go out for a walk.

This time, the centaur girl really put herself in the role of "adoptive mother", patting the boy on the head and telling him not to run too far.

Then she couldn't help laughing out loud, turned her head and snuggled into a sweet and soft embrace. The big horse mother and the little sheep mother snuggled together and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Al simply cleaned himself up and changed his clothes. He didn't want to bring guards with him, but considering that the memory he just had was a bit unlucky, he still took a team of guards with him to go out and hang out on the street.

He cast an auxiliary spell on himself. Unless he did anything to attract attention, he would be ignored by others and his presence would be reduced. The guards all had his blessing mark on them and could sense the existence of the Eternal Chosen One, so they would not be confused.

To outsiders, this was just a group of Ai'er's angry-horned beast guards wandering around the camp. No one dared to look closely at what they were doing. But without paying attention to Ai'er, mortals would only avoid such a group of fully armed guards.

Al walked from the west to the east of the tribe. He had just had a grand party with his harem, and his heart, which had been a little sage time, calmed down.

At dawn, there were already many people active in the tribe, some busy at work, some relaxing. A revived smell of fireworks seemed to linger around his nose.

He was in the middle of it, yet felt a slight sense of loss. He was clearly standing above tens of thousands of people, and the tribes and refugees, with a population of hundreds of thousands, all obeyed his orders. Yet he felt that he and what he saw now, and the atmosphere that affected these hundreds of thousands of people, were difficult to fit into.

This was actually a loss for Al, whose education was completely different from medieval traditions.

He was not a nobleman or a big landowner who really believed that he was "born noble", "the king's power was granted by God", and "my family business has been passed down for hundreds of generations! (according to chaotic time)".

Even from the perspective of his previous life, there is no doubt that the current El is a cult leader, a corrupt private life, a tribal theocracy, a militarist, nepotism... He has a lot of black spots, but the person inside him grew up under the banner of the Human Alliance, and the foundation he built will not be easily corrupted or distorted.

Al has never been shy about the joy of his pursuits, and his views on his rule and the objects of his rule have never changed:

Make yourself happy, and try to make everyone else happy.

He wants to live, and live well; and he also wants to enable as many people as possible to live, and live well.

"If there is a chance in the future..." Al thought, if he could successfully enter the city and conquer the kingdom with his tribe, he planned to hide his identity and change his appearance to integrate into the cities and towns while his power was stable and legitimate and would not be shaken or even usurped.

As an ordinary person (with cheats), experience other, completely different paths of life.

The slight disappointment actually aroused Al's fighting spirit, and he quickly changed his mind and thought:

"Now I have tens of thousands of soldiers under my command, and I have beautiful concubines in my harem. I am blessed by the Four Mothers above, and I am recognized as the eternal God's choice by Chaos. Below me, I have hundreds of thousands of common people who obey my orders. My words and actions can win the obedience of millions of people, and my thoughts and ideas can control the future of millions of people. Now I just need to defeat the greenskins and act according to their plan. In the future, I will take control of the 'Pearl of the South', take charge of the military and political affairs of the South, win the hearts of the people and the country, and ask the warriors of the South to be my armor and the beauties of the South to be my concubines. All under heaven belongs to the king..."

Not long after his physical climax, Al felt as if he was about to have another climax in his head. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, so he quickly calmed his mind.

I just feel inexplicably excited!

it is good!energetic!