Monster Girl Development Master

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Baroo pursed his lips, patted Zhuang Sen on the shoulder, and then jumped out of the window.

"Hmm, it seems His Majesty has a more youthful mindset?"

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Chapter 252: Monster Gathering

Suddenly, orange-yellow candlelight ignited, dispersing the gloomy blackness. The pale, gigantic skeleton wriggled and clung to the throne made of skulls. Dark green flames ignited in each eye socket, leaping in a deathly, icy dance.

"Do you have to make it this creepy every time? Lizard bones."

An elegant and steady voice came from opposite the skull throne. The speaker was tall, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and had a noble and elegant demeanor. He sat on a bright red throne that was constantly flowing with scarlet liquid. Sharp fangs made his lips protrude, and thick gray hair covered his entire body, making it almost impossible to see his gray-black skin.

— It looks like a large, upright bat.

"So I scared you, didn't I? Little bat, do you need me to help you find your mother in hell?"

The skeleton's voice was low and hoarse, like the sound of bones rubbing against each other. Even without reading the content of the speech, it was extremely irritating. At least the bat clearly disliked the skeleton's retaliation.

Amidst the tense standoff, a pure, holy light suddenly shone forth, coalescing into an inverted cross in the sky. Hanging from this cross was a blurry humanoid figure formed from pure light, its features and even gender indiscernible. With the appearance of this figure, the bone dragon and the bat ceased their argument and turned to look: "King of No Light."

"Long time no see, Dragonbone Lord, True Blood Lord." The radiance completely illuminated the entire area, exposing the pale bones and scarlet blood. The radiant humanoid, known as the King of No Light, responded to the bone dragon and the bat, his voice holy, majestic, clear, and melodious, "Unfortunately, this time I bring bad news again—the Creeping Lord is dead, and the murderer is the Titan Tyrant."

"That Mud is dead?" True Blood Duke was slightly surprised. "Was that inferior Titan from the Fallen Star Kingdom really that strong? And wasn't he planning to win over the Duke of the Fallen Star Kingdom to rebel? How did he end up facing off against the Titan?"

King Wuguang calmly replied, "According to the information he himself relayed, he was injured when he first broke into the shattered divine kingdom of the Goddess of the Spring. In order to recover, he tried to devour the Fallen Star Princess, who had inferior red dragon bloodline. However, the Titan King had been secretly following her, so they fought on the spot. Moreover, the Titan King's bloodline was already perfected, and he was no match for him in his severe injuries."

After a moment of silence, Longgugong spoke up: "So, the Fallen Star Kingdom does indeed possess a divine artifact, a creation artifact that can repair bloodlines."

King Wuguang nodded slightly: "It seems that's true at the moment. Otherwise, even if the Creeper was seriously injured, he wouldn't be unable to escape."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up and get it back!" True Blood Duke exclaimed excitedly. "That's a creation artifact that can repair Titan bloodlines. It would be such a waste to leave it to those inferior beings!"

Dragonbone Duke nodded slightly, reluctantly agreeing with True Blood Duke's opinion: "You've finally said something that's not stupid."

Before the bones and bats clashed again, King No Light calmly said, "My plan is at a critical juncture, and I cannot leave. However, you can decide for yourselves. But before that, there is one more thing to vote on: prepare to call upon the source of the bloodline."

Both Dragon Bone Duke and True Blood Duke were taken aback. They thought this was just to inform them of the death of the weakest of the four, but they didn't expect there to be something more significant, and that it required calling upon the source of their bloodline to make a decision...

True Blood Duke answered again: "Have new comrades awakened?"

King Wuguang nodded and released a beam of light that outlined Brad's true form in the sky, causing True Blood Duke to instinctively cover his sensitive nose. However, the image naturally did not smell bad, and True Blood Duke quickly stopped this undignified action and listened attentively to Brad's last words.

"King of No Light, Lord of True Blood, Lord of Dragon Bone, I think I'm about to die. The Titan bloodline of the Fallen Star Kingdom is much stronger than I expected. I can't even escape his pursuit. He seems to be able to sense things through the earth, but unfortunately, I don't know if Titans have this ability..."

After a somewhat verbose analysis of the cause of death, and just before True Blood Lord was about to impatiently suggest fast-forwarding, Brad finally got to the part he wanted to hear.

"After my death, my order and legacy will be entrusted to my new kin in the Fallen Star Kingdom. He is a shapeshifter with a complete and perfect bloodline, and he should be of a high class, because he can even shapeshift into an angel of the higher class. I have also personally witnessed him transform into dwarves and other bloodlines. Moreover, he does not use a physical body, but only uses his innate shapeshifting ability to function normally in this era, without any distortion or deterioration. I think you all know what this means. He is very likely the pure one, the King of No Light, our last leader. I hope you will witness it."

The dying words continued to play, opening Zhuang Sen's box, but no one listened anymore. Although, due to their racial advantages, it was difficult for the three beings present to discern their thoughts from their expressions, the somber atmosphere was undeniable. Brad… the Creeper's dying words forced them all to consider them seriously. They were ancient monsters left over from antiquity, pitiful wandering souls who had lost their own era, glory, friends, and people. Even the King of No Light could no longer replicate his noble blood, and could only pin his hopes on various plans with uncertain success rates, attempting to reclaim everything that had once been his.

But if what Brad said is true, and there really is a complete, unblemished, undamaged, and undiminished ancient bloodline, then all their plans can be abandoned, and they can simply help that shapeshifter. Especially since he is a shapeshifter, which means he can at least be compatible with the bloodlines of most ancient monsters!

A long silence followed, until Brad's dying words were completely finished, before True Blood slowly spoke: "So, are we going to vote on whether or not to help that pure shapeshifter?"

King Wuguang slowly spoke: "This matter does not require a vote. You can decide for yourselves. Lord Ruxing's judgment is merely his personal opinion. What needs to be voted on is whether to accept this fellow countryman."

"Call upon the source of our bloodline, let our blood, our people, and our souls decide."

As the King of No Light chanted, the light she released grew stronger and stronger. Behind her, holy figures appeared one after another, filling the empty seats. The same thing happened to the Dragon Bone King and the True Blood King, except that the figures beside them were bones and vampires, respectively.

"Voting begins."

Two orbs of light appeared in the air, and streaks of light flew toward the different orbs, expressing different opinions. As the three of them expected, one of the orbs was quickly dyed in various colors.

"Voting is over."

King Wuguang calmly said, "I will send someone to contact Johnson Leon and convey the last words of the Worm King. If you have any thoughts, you can also contact him yourselves. Let's end this meeting here."

As the light faded, a large space suddenly became empty, filled with figures that had previously filled the entire area. Dragon Bone Duke and True Blood Duke looked at each other, then their bones scattered and their blood congealed and dried, leaving only the orange-yellow candlelight, which slowly went out.

Chapter 253: Reasonable Wedding Arrangements

In the umpteenth snowfall of winter, Zhuang Sen returned to his loyal Starry Night City.

A portion of the massive army remained in Saint Gold City for unforeseen circumstances. Although Zhuang Sen didn't think the Faroese would dare to cause trouble at this time—in terms of strength, he had just demonstrated his ability to easily defeat the entire Faroese population, and in terms of legal authority, he had the personal endorsement of King Baro, so even if the Faroese were mentally unstable, they wouldn't be able to cause any more trouble.

Therefore, not only did Dantalian, Nia, Hana, Lydia, Lysander, Piper, Celine, and Bessie return with him, but also eleven little ones—Glorin, Glody, Gloa, Glovy, Gloona, Gloper, Glory, Glosa, Glowin, Glok, and Glody—came back together. Even Lilith Farau, who was supposed to be the governor of Farau Territory, returned. Anyway, nothing could happen to Farau Territory now, and frankly, there were limited things one could do in winter, so it was better to come back and spend the New Year with Johnson.

Yes, the New Year festival in this other world is just around the corner. Of course, it's not called the Spring Festival or Christmas in this world, but "Newborn Festival". It's worth mentioning that this festival is the same in all countries. All countries celebrate the same Newborn Festival on the same day, but the specific ways of celebrating are different.

However, Zhuang Sen's first New Year in this other world is unlikely to be easy. New Year's Day isn't just the New Year; it's also the most auspicious day for marriage, or rather, the most auspicious day for all positive activities, such as weddings and housewarmings…

Therefore, it's only natural that Zhuang Sen, who plans to attack White City as a prince, should complete his wedding with Celine during this New Year's Day to avoid delaying his grand plans for next year. After all, the princely territory needs to be reorganized after being divided up. Although most of the nearby lords, after seeing the fate of the Farau territory, would not dare to resist Zhuang Sen, it doesn't mean they wouldn't outwardly comply but inwardly defy him or act desperately. Moreover, conscription, training, and equipment all take time, and a spring is already a short time. Besides, it's uncertain whether the people of White City will drag it out for that long.

Furthermore, obtaining the title of prince means that Zhuang Sen can unlock higher-level lairs, recruit more powerful monster girls, and improve the strength of his subordinates. From any perspective, they should get married as soon as possible. The only problem is that it was fine before when no one had a wedding, but now that Celine wants to have a big one, what will the others think? If it were just the current group, it would be fine; they could just have a wedding together. But even if Zhuang Sen doesn't pursue other women later, the monster girls recruited from the monster girl lairs will come after him even if he doesn't make a move. He can't have to hold a wedding for every one of them, or stop holding weddings for the rest of them.

"Hey, my father-in-law has really given me a big problem!"

Lying in Mrs. Lia's arms, Zhuang Sen sighed. Mrs. Lia, who hadn't seen Zhuang Sen for almost a month, looked at him with doting eyes, occasionally feeding him sweets and fruits. Ange, straddling Zhuang Sen's waist, leaned down and poked her lover's cheek, saying disdainfully, "Shameless! No wonder you're my Zhuang Sen~"

The slime sloshed around inside Johnson's clothes, making gurgling noises. The adorable slime didn't understand anything about marriage; it was content as long as Johnson was there. Rani, on the other hand, understood perfectly well, but seeing Dantalian smiling and drinking tea nearby, the clever and sensible Lamia didn't offer any opinion. Instead, she wrapped her tail around Johnson's leg, slowly wriggling and teasing him.

A harmonious harem is one where Zhuang Sen, who's always exploiting others, makes way for the other sisters who haven't yet had their turn.

Zhuang Sen reached out and pinched his little sister's cheek, making a face at her: "All you do is make sarcastic remarks, you don't even know how to share your brother's burdens."

"You have the nerve to say that? You can just clap your hands and send your army into battle, but I'm the one in charge of your supplies and logistics~" Anjie retorted, pressing down her flat chest, opening her red lips to reveal a set of clean, white teeth, and biting at Zhuang Sen.

"Doesn't that mean I trust you?" Zhuang Sen looked up guiltily at Miss Mira, who was leaning against his arm, and quickly spoke in a childlike voice, "Mira A-Dream, please help me~"

Although Miss Mira has always kept a low profile due to her bloodline defect, and many people have even gradually forgotten about this literary girl, she has always been helping Zhuang Sen with the research he entrusted to her and the various technologies she has developed herself. Including this time when she returned, Zhuang Sen added the Fountain of Youth research project to her. It can be said that Mira Koffne is Zhuang Sen's strongest technician, and it is not an exaggeration to call her Mira A-Dream.

Miss Mira held her special little cup and sipped the thick milk inside to replenish the nutrients she had lost during this period. At the same time, she did not disappoint Zhuang Sen's expectations and gave a perfect solution: "It's very simple. If you don't want to get married together, then start getting married one by one from now on. With our current number of people, we can all get married by Freshman Day."

Zhuang Sen did the math. It was already December 3rd. Newborn Day was December 30th every year. If he included Lilith, his pet who hadn't been officially recognized yet, Zhuang Sen now had a total of twenty-six wives. If he started holding weddings tomorrow, it would be just right—what a joke!

Holding 26 weddings in a single month, with Princess Celine being the last one, even if Celine herself doesn't care, her parents and Serafina must be furious. This is even more humiliating than having 26 people attend weddings at once.

"Mira, your plan is good, but it's a bit too hurtful. Is there a less hurtful one?"

Mira calmly took another sip of milk and nodded, "Yes, darling, that is, starting from New Year's Day, they will marry us one by one. I've already calculated it, and normally we can only get a maximum of three more territories: the Earl of Milai, the Marquis of Norsa, and the Marquis of Plantagenet. Adding the territories of Leon and Falau, that makes exactly twenty-eight major cities worth paying attention to."

"Aside from Starry Night City, which you and Celine will definitely choose for your wedding, if you work a little harder and find two more sisters, you can have a wedding in every major city. This solves the problem of repetitive and boring wedding locations, allows you to observe the local lords' attitudes towards you as the new prince, and eliminates concerns about the king and queen's dissatisfaction. It also effectively promotes your presence and prestige to the people of your territory. It's perfect! As expected of me!"

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Zhuang Sen was full of questions. He kissed Xiao Mi La's cheek but didn't find anything strange. How did she come up with such a plan that was both outrageous and yet somehow reasonable?

“But,” Zhuang Sen tried to argue, “wouldn’t that take too much time on the road, plus the time spent preparing for the wedding? Wouldn’t that mean we wouldn’t see you for a long time?”

Mira blinked, her clear, ruby-red eyes filled with doubt: "Why would you think that? Of course we're going together. The wedding is one-on-one, but the nighttime is all about going together—eating alone will get you a spanking, you know."

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This, isn't this right?

"And then there's the time spent on the road and at the wedding..."

"Without an army, how long would it take us on the road? As for the wedding, the lords can prepare in their cities on the day of Celine's wedding. Once we arrive, we can just change clothes and go through the formalities. The point is to have each city hold a grand celebration, creating a lively atmosphere so that everyone has to wait for us, which will demonstrate our prestige."

"And if any idiots try to use this to ruin our reputation, or simply to embezzle money, then it's perfect that our Minister of Justice and Grand Marshal are here. Just kill them all and display them to the public; it'll boost our prestige even further. Anyway, those guys are no match for us."

Zhuang Sen stared at Mira in disbelief. Was this still his adorable, tech-savvy, and literary girl? Where did she end up?

Mira finished the last sip of milk in her small cup, gracefully set it down, turned, and knelt down towards Zhuang Sen, her red eyes gleaming: "If you still have questions, my dear, then let's practice the most difficult part now~ Awoo~"

The small mouth swallowed the large Zhuang Sen.

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Chapter 254: Brad's Legacy

The next day, Johnson, carrying Lyme and Angel, received Bishop Came in the reception room. Bishop Came, who had previously maintained his composure, now had two obvious dark circles under his eyes, and his clothes were more messy and wrinkled. He looked like he was preoccupied and exhausted.

Seeing Zhuang Sen enter, he quickly forced a bitter smile: "Lord Zhuang Sen, Patriarch Brad... has passed away."

Zhuang Sen raised an eyebrow slightly, revealing a regretful expression: "Please accept my condolences, Bishop Cameron, I am very sorry."

"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have arranged the assassination of that princess. I should have known that the Titan King wouldn't let the blood of the red dragon run rampant. I was so stupid, so stupid..."

After wallowing in self-pity for a while, Ka. Xianglin May suddenly recovered and spoke urgently to the politely silent Zhuang Sen: "I'm sorry, Lord Zhuang Sen, I'm sorry to have made you laugh. I've come here today to tell you something important. Patriarch Brad hopes that you can take over his position and continue to lead us!"

Zhuang Sen, who was touching An Jie's thigh, tilted his head back slightly, genuinely surprised: "Ah, me?"

If Zhuang Sen hadn't been able to recall only ever meeting Brad once, he would have wondered if he and Brad had some kind of life-or-death bond. Could a power like the Bloodline Cult, capable of mass-producing level-three bloodline individuals—even inferior ones—be so easily handed over to an outsider like him?

Bishop Cameron nodded: "Patriarch Brad's orders are very clear. He requires us to pledge allegiance to you, of course, provided that you are willing."

These words stung Bishop Cameron deeply. Although their Bloodline Order had always operated in the shadows, their formidable strength meant they were equals, even slightly superior, to Grand Duke Starr. Now, however, they were being led by a count—the disparity was immense. Fortunately, it was Johnson. Regardless of rank or territory, Johnson's demonstrated strength, foundation, and technical abilities far surpassed Grand Duke Starr's. Moreover, he was about to marry Princess Celine and be promoted to prince.

Thinking about it this way, Bishop Cameron no longer felt sad. Instead, he looked at Zhuang Sen expectantly, but Zhuang Sen did not reply for a long time.

Because Zhuang Sen genuinely didn't want to take over the Bloodline Cult. It was like going to the toilet; going once or twice a day, even four or five times, was fine, but staying in there all day would be too smelly. You'd end up smelling like shit even if you weren't actually in it. Besides, the Bloodline Cult couldn't even be considered a toilet; it was a complete cesspool, devoid of any human beings. Even Bishop Came, who acted so respectable, only put on that act in front of Zhuang Sen.

Zhuang Sen would prefer to let Serafina take over the entire map, but he was also quite tempted by the butterfly stroke technique developed by the Red Stone King. Moreover, Brad had previously told him that the Bloodline Order wasn't limited to his branch; he was only responsible for the Fallen Star Kingdom. Other countries also had Bloodline Orders or even other monster organizations. If he took over the Bloodline Order, he could contact these monsters and perhaps even get some more special benefits...

Hey, can't I get free fertilizer without going into the latrine...? Oh, that seems possible. I can just continue with the previous plan. I didn't expect to be able to retrieve it at this time; I really have to thank Brad.

Bishop Cameron was very flustered by Zhuang Sen's silence. His initial composure and even superiority gradually crumbled, and he asked nervously, "Lord Zhuang Sen... Patriarch Zhuang Sen, what are your next orders?"

“Don’t call me that, Bishop Cameron.” Johnson waved his hand and calmly began to dig a hole. “To be honest, I’m afraid I can’t accept Patriarch Brad’s kindness and high regard, because I don’t want to be enemies with the Titan King. Even Patriarch Brad is no match for His Majesty, let alone me. However, considering our previous pleasant cooperation, I can continue to provide you with a certain degree of protection, but on the condition that you keep a low profile and stop those radical studies.”

Bishop Cameron's face was deathly pale, his voice almost pleading: "Lord Johnson, please reconsider. Lord Brad's success was just due to luck..."

Zhuang Sen shook his head: "You've already been exposed to the Titan King, Bishop Came, not to mention that the eldest princess has been watching you for a long time. If you continue with your old ways of doing things, you'll be coming after you again sooner or later. Do you think the Titan King will just ignore this? Protecting you is my last act of mercy. If you don't want to accept it, you can leave—but if anyone causes trouble in my territory, Bishop Came, don't blame me for not warning you beforehand."

Bishop Cameron felt a tightness in his throat, as if something was choking him, but he couldn't find any words to refute it. He was just very unwilling. How could their Bloodline Order have fallen to this state?

Zhuang Sen tapped the table with his finger and casually probed, "Bishop Cameron, I really don't understand why you have that expression. If you really have to find an outsider to lead you, why don't you go to Grand Duke Starr? He's your biggest partner, isn't he? Besides, I remember Patriarch Brad said that you're just a branch. Won't headquarters send someone over?"

Bishop Cameron gave a wry smile: "I won't hide it from you, Lord Johnson. Grand Duke Starr is indeed trying to win us over, but his cooperation with us is for the purpose of rebellion. With the defeat and death of the Papal Statesman in the capital of Brad, we don't want to continue. Moreover, Grand Duke Starr's wisdom is no match for yours. He only makes a bunch of unreasonable demands, completely ignoring the issues of technology and cost."

It's clear that Bishop Cameron harbors a deep resentment towards the Grand Duke of Starr; perhaps this is the inevitable conflict between a professional and an incompetent superior.

"And where is the headquarters of your Bloodline Cult?"

Bishop Cameron lamented, “The Order has no headquarters, and each branch manages its own area independently. Even the organizational structure is different. At most, there is some technical cooperation. It’s fine if they don’t come over, but if they do, we will probably not be taken over again, but completely swallowed up and become their subordinates.”

Therefore, besides Johnsen, Bishop Cameron and his ilk only had two choices: either the reckless and ignorant Grand Duke Starr, who was rushing headlong into a dead end, or their own well-established group that only intended to exploit and replenish their ranks. In comparison, Johnsen, who was knowledgeable, intelligent, and had the late emperor's will, was an exceptionally good choice.

Unfortunately, it was precisely because Zhuang Sen was knowledgeable and intelligent that he wouldn't board their dreary, manure-filled ship.

Yes, Bishop Cameron himself knew that their situation was very bad.

Zhuang Sen gleaned some interesting information: the branches of the Source Blood Cult were completely independent of each other… no, it should be that only the ancient monsters communicated with each other; the rest were just consumables and cannon fodder, with no need for communication. However, this made it even less necessary to maintain the Source Blood Cult. As for their technology, stupid! Killing them would just make it all mine!

Zhuang Sen smiled and said, "There's really no other way. Considering our pleasant cooperation, Bishop Cameron, the conditions I just gave you remain in effect. As long as you don't make a move within my territory, I can protect you..."

Slaughtering pigs for Chinese New Year!

Chapter 255: A Coincidence with an Extremely High Probability

After seeing off the regretful yet grateful Bishop Cameron, Zhuang Sen picked up the restless Ange and placed her on the table. He lifted her short skirt, and Ange's even more outrageous little lime wriggled and soft, her rubbery body transformed into a thin sheath that tightly wrapped around Zhuang Sen's large penis. Two large rubbery hands even extended from the front, helping Zhuang Sen to pry open Ange's pert buttocks and expose her pink petals.

"Oh dear~" Ange playfully wiggled her bottom, more teasing than trying to avoid him, "Aren't we supposed to be looking for the First Princess now? This way we still have time—oh~"

The cool yet fiery giant pierced through the petals, and Da Zhuangsen simultaneously experienced the coolness of the slime and the heat of the hobbit's nest, becoming even more excited as he attacked the depths of the nest to satisfy the pent-up desires of the adorable little Ange.

"Sister Serafina is busy assigning earth-attribute bloodline death row inmates to us right now. Besides, since you know you have other things to do, don't be so insistent~"

"You're too big~ Hmm~ And besides, it's not like you've been away from home for so long~ Ha~ Deeper~"

Ange turned to look at Zhuang Sen, her azure eyes glistening with tears and filled with resentment. Although monster girls, once they've chosen a partner, will only be in heat with that partner, and will "lack those worldly desires" when their partner isn't around, it doesn't mean they won't miss their partner or feel lonely.

"Okay, next time I'll take everyone out!"

Zhuang Sen thrust forward heavily, causing Habi's bouncy, perky buttocks to tremble like jelly.

Ange rolled her eyes charmingly: "Hmph, that's easy for you. Without us watching over it, the territory... ha... would have been long gone... ah... slower—wooo~"

Her petite and lovely body convulsed amidst adorable whimpers, wetting the tabletop. The filthy white polluted the sacred white, then surged deep into the petals, scalding hot.

Zhuang Sen picked up his limp, smelly little sister and gently kissed her head: "The territory is not as important as you. And as long as we are here, how can the territory grow legs and run away?"

"Idiot...don't say that now—um~"

The plaintive whimpering didn't penetrate the well-insulated reception room, but the Red Dragon's keen hearing caught the delicate, pitiful voice. Serafina's icy face quickly flushed red, and she raised her hand to knock on the door, unsure whether to continue knocking or leave first.

She was only there to hand over the death row inmates to Zhuang Sen and discuss the arrangements for Zhuang Sen and Celine's wedding. Why, why did she stumble upon this scene?! The cold-faced princess hadn't received any training in this area; she spent more time reading political books than erotic novels!

Come to think of it, Zhuang Sen should be strong enough to sense her arrival, right? Or was he doing this on purpose? What... what does he mean by this...?

squeak~