Compared to before, they were already very content with such a life.
On the city streets, artisans wielded their tools while chatting, no longer oppressed by noble lords, working for themselves, and naturally smiling more often.
Merchants busily traded goods, free from slave trading and fraud, because if caught and verified, their property would truly be confiscated and they would be hanged.
Children played and frolicked in the streets; children with parents at least earned enough to eat their fill.
Orphans were also uniformly cared for by the City Lord's Mansion.
It couldn't be called affluent, but everyone could survive.
Aisha, wearing a bamboo hat, looked at the Mixed-blood Species and pure-blooded Children playing together in front of her, her expression extremely complex.
"It's not that hard to achieve the world you envision, is it?" Karl stood beside her, his face showing how simple it was.
Chapter 103 She Really Knows How to Play
Aisha's gaze retracted from the group of running and playing Children, her eyes filled with relief, as if a great burden had been lifted, and she looked at Karl beside her: "If it were you, perhaps it really could be done."
"I still have many political views that haven't been implemented yet." Karl proactively invited: "So, stay."
He coveted Aisha's troop training abilities; if he could keep her, his military strength would improve significantly.
Hill's Dark Elf assassination intelligence was decent, but her troop training was just so-so.
Aisha smiled slightly and gently shook her head: "I want to see the world; perhaps I will return in the future, but not now."
"Alright." Karl shrugged helplessly. He understood Aisha, this woman who could personally kill her brother for an ideal; once she had made up her mind, no one could stop her.
"I'll leave them to you," Aisha said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll save the Knights Templar leader position for you." Karl knew she was referring to the Knights Templar members who had followed her, as well as the Mixed-blood Species who had rebelled with her.
After Karl finished speaking, he openly scanned Aisha's body: "However, I need to collect some interest; bear me a Child."
Aisha paused briefly, then suddenly covered her stomach and burst into laughter: "Hahaha."
Her laughter echoed in the alley; she seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, laughing until tears streamed down her face.
After she had laughed enough, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Alright."
Her voice was light, like casually agreeing to have dinner together.
Then, the two walked out of the alley together.
Hera, clad in form-fitting leather armor with a longsword at her waist, saw Karl and Aisha emerge and quietly followed them, never once looking at Karl.
Karl, however, glanced at her. After the power of the formless daughter was completely purified from her body, it only took less than three days for her to recover her physical strength. This well-built beast-eared girl was indeed exceptionally talented.
Loyi, as the mother body of the Evil God, closed her eyes in Aisha's arms after being purified, without too many regrets.
"Speaking of which, all of Aisha's subordinates were killed by me." Karl suddenly realized this problem; Aisha now only had Hera left.
The three returned to the City Lord's Mansion. The servants in the mansion greeted Karl, Aisha, and Hera with respectful smiles, bowing their heads in salute.
San Marino City was currently taking over Wind Chime City.
Karl had suddenly become the City Lord of two cities, and his reputation was spreading among the nobles. He was already a somewhat famous and powerful territorial lord, just waiting for the Emperor's conferment.
Karl led Aisha and Hera through the corridor and finally arrived at their room.
Aisha walked to the bed, sat down, and casually tied up her loose golden hair. She unbuttoned her noble men's shirt, her movements natural and unpretentious, and gave Karl a relaxed smile.
"I'm sorry, I have no experience. I hope I won't disappoint you."
Karl's expression was a little strange. This Princess viewed "sex" as much more open than he had thought.
He hadn't originally planned to be with her right now, but since she agreed, there was no reason to refuse. He also unbuttoned his clothes:
"It's alright, just lie still."
Hera had been standing quietly to the side, ready to obey Aisha's commands at any time. When she saw Aisha begin to undress, her eyes involuntarily widened.
This mature guard sister was a little stunned.
Karl walked to the bed, extended his hands, and gently placed them on Aisha's waist, pressing his body against hers.
He was currently in his youthful form, half a head shorter than Aisha. After pressing against her, their skin touched.
The Princess was good at magic and swordsmanship, and her body showed clear signs of training. When his hands were on her skin, he could vaguely feel some muscle contours.
The two were in the most normal position at this moment.
Aisha was sitting, and Karl was like being held in the arms of a mature older sister. This position made it difficult for him to go deep.
Aisha quickly discovered this problem and, without being taught, shifted one leg to the side, leaving enough space for little ka to enter.
"If it hurts, I'll try to be gentler." Karl lay in Aisha's arms, finding this position a little strange. He had a clear understanding of his own strength.
Basically, normal-sized females would experience tearing injuries before transforming into his shape.
"It's alright." Aisha smiled: "I also want to experience it. These pains are nothing, so you don't need to worry."
"Okay." Karl nodded. Since that was the case, there was no need for tenderness, and he began to fully enter.
He could clearly feel the difficulty and the streaks of blood.
Aisha's expression remained composed, as if everything was under control.
Seeing this, Karl was also a little annoyed and deliberately sped up. The effect was obvious; Aisha's breathing became a little more rapid, but when she saw him look over, she still gave him a composed smile.
"Tsk." Karl's competitive spirit was aroused, and he began to accelerate.
Only faint, crisp thumping sounds and breathing remained in the room, along with Hera's somewhat flustered expression.
Karl shivered all over.
Aisha smiled and gently patted his back with her hand.
All these actions made Karl speechless. After all, this was a Princess, and he didn't dare to be too outrageous. Then he looked at Hera beside him.
This athletic sister had actually watched the entire process.
Hera saw him suddenly look over and frowned slightly.
"Want to join?" Aisha looked at Hera, extending an invitation.
"Huh?" Hera's eyes widened.
"I don't think Mr. Karl would mind either." Aisha smiled: "Although I have no experience, by hearing and seeing, I know a little."
Hera was clearly hesitant in the face of the Princess's invitation, but her gaze occasionally darted towards Aisha's noble and graceful figure.
After hesitating, she gritted her teeth and walked over.
"Come." Aisha extended a finger, inviting her to lie down.
Hera, a Mixed-blood Species of the canine tribe, blushed. After a moment of hesitation, she stuck out her tongue.
"..." Karl's mouth twitched at the side. Undoubtedly, Aisha was a first-timer, but why was she so skilled? Was this the value of a Princess who had lived in the palace since childhood?
Watching the two beautiful sisters in front of him, and then seeing Hera unhesitatingly licking what he had left for Aisha.
Karl was also stimulated. He reached out and unfastened the leather armor behind Hera.
Hera's body trembled, but she didn't look up.
Karl embraced her long legs. This time, he didn't use the normal position, fearing he would get stuck like last time, but then Hera suffered.
On the border of the Empire, unlike the cold outside, the magic stones inside the castle continuously emitted heat, making the temperature here as warm as spring.
A sexy adult, clad only in a light veil, revealed her graceful figure without reservation, holding a riding crop in her hand.
She mercilessly whipped the young girl beneath her.
"Mama~" The equally beautiful young girl was covered in wounds, her face flushed abnormally: "The... the invitation has already been sent to the newly appointed City Lord."
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Chapter 104 The Flexibility of Dark Elves
Hill was clad in Karl's custom black ol uniform, her hip-hugging skirt reaching only to her upper thighs, revealing a pair of long legs tightly encased in black sheer stockings.
Her high heels clicked "da-da" on the ground.
Hill didn't like this uniform. She was an assassin, and the overly form-fitting ol uniform and high heels would hinder her combat.
But unfortunately, Karl liked it and required all civil staff to wear this uniform during work hours.
Hill sighed, gently knocked on Karl's room door, then pushed it open. Seeing the scene inside, her brows furrowed slightly.
Princess Aisha sat on the bed, one leg casually placed to the side, Hera was lying in the middle, and Karl stood behind Hera, holding her slender waist.
This scene gave even a Dark Elf like her a headache.
She had pledged allegiance to Karl so that the Dark Elf Clan could gain a place to live. Fortunately, Karl was a Dragon and accepted them.
Unfortunately, this was a Black Dragon whose mind was filled only with females.
Hill worried that it wouldn't be long before all the high-ranking Dark Elves would be pregnant with his Children.
After Karl became the City Lord of San Marino City and Wind Chime City.
She immediately had the mages of the Dark Elf Clan research contraceptive drugs, which would be distributed to all Dark Elves working in the City Lord's Mansion.
Hill suddenly entered.
Aisha's face broke into a smile. This Princess was surprisingly open about "sex."
Hera's body trembled slightly. Karl held her down with both hands and casually said: "Hill, is something wrong?"
"Lord Karl." Hill collected her thoughts.
"An envoy from Grand Duke Oram of the Northern Territory has arrived." Hill lowered her head: "He is currently waiting for you in the council hall."
"Grand Duke of the Northern Territory." Karl's eyes instantly turned cold when he heard this name. Fox came from Duke Oram's "breeding farm."
Karl held Hera and thrust fiercely, spilling everything inside this well-built older sister, then stood up and said to Aisha: "You two play first."
He pulled up his pants: "Take me to the council hall."
The two walked out of the room, one after another.
Hill sensitively noticed Karl's subtle change in attitude after hearing about the arrival of Duke Oram's envoy: "The news of the duchy's conferment hasn't arrived. I suspect Duke Oram is manipulating things behind the scenes."
Hill spoke while observing Karl's reaction.
Karl's face was calm, without a ripple, and he just walked forward with his head down.
Seeing this, Hill's brows furrowed. Karl usually acted casually no matter what he encountered; this was the first time she had seen Karl, this Evil Dragon, make such an expression.
In the reception room, two Middle-aged Men dressed in luxurious silk were waiting.
Their attire was not noble in style, but its quality and opulence were in no way inferior to noble dress.
Seeing Karl and Hill enter, they did not bow in salute like ordinary servants, but merely gave a simple bow, their faces confident smiles.
One of them stepped forward and said in an almost arrogant tone: "Mr. Karl, allow me to introduce myself. I am Oak, Duke Oram's personal butler. Do you know that you are already in grave danger?"
Oak paused deliberately before continuing: "However, I am here to help you..."
Karl suddenly reached out. The moment he extended his hand, countless ribbons quickly wrapped around his palm, forming a ferocious Evil Dragon's claw.
The ribbon-formed claw, like a bolt of lightning, pierced directly into Oak's chest.
"Pfft."
The unpleasant sound of flesh being penetrated.
Oak's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, drowning his words in a bloody foam.
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