"Thank you." Only then did Little Sha carefully pick up the food that Karl had left and began to eat it in small bites.
Several boys at the dining table cast disdainful glances at him and Little Sha as they ate together.
The two boys who had come with Karl yesterday had already integrated into this environment in just one day.
After breakfast, the group was led to a spacious and bright hall.
This was clearly a banquet hall, with a high platform, murals on the walls, and an elegant style, with rows of exquisite sofas.
Six maids in uniform made everyone take off all their clothes upon entering.
This was one-on-one teaching.
The young maid sat sideways on the soft sofa, guiding Karl to lie on his side.
"You're learning well, Karl." She felt Karl's movements while instructing him, "However, you still need to learn to control the strength and frequency better. Don't be too fast, be steady, and learn to be slow."
"Okay." Karl looked strange, but he still slowed down as she asked.
This was simply a massage.
The maid changed lying and sitting positions from time to time, explaining to him in detail how to adjust the angle in different positions to achieve the best experience.
At the same time, he had to maintain his physical strength so that he wouldn't be exhausted after a few tries.
Karl's expression was subtle. The maid not only knew a lot, but everything had been developed. He just * * and felt a little loose.
"You're doing great, Karl." The maid was satisfied with his learning progress. "You have a high chance of becoming the Countess's Child."
"The Countess's Child?" Karl frowned.
"Yes ~" the maid explained, glancing at the others who were studying hard, "The Countess will choose the most outstanding Child from among you and adopt it as her own Child. Then you will be true nobles and live a better life than you do now forever."
Chapter 45 Knowledge
"You are the most outstanding Child in this batch." The young maid lay on the sofa, letting Karl's small body lie on her back.
"The Countess will come in person today. If you perform well, she might take a fancy to you at first glance."
She closed her eyes after speaking, "Use more force."
"Okay, Sister." While Karl exerted force, he peeked at the other Little Boy around him. Each Little Boy had a maid giving practical guidance.
At this moment, they were all high-spirited, as if they could leap through the dragon gate and become nobles in the next second.
Karl narrowed his eyes slightly. This idea of the Countess adopting a Child was just a pipe dream woven for these children.
However, he did hear some useful information.
The Countess would come in person.
Karl became curious about this woman who had turned Little Boy into an industrial chain.
"Mmm ~" The maid gritted her teeth, exhaled, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips after shuddering, "You learn quickly, Karl."
She stood up from the sofa without wiping herself, turned to Little Sha, and waved her hand, "You come here, Little Sha."
Little Sha's body trembled slightly. She was obviously very nervous, and her eyes flickered with unease.
Despite this, she still carefully lay down on the sofa as the maid asked.
Her hands gripped the edge of the sofa tightly, as if seeking a sense of security.
"Start, Karl." The maid said softly, "Continue to practice on Little Sha what I just taught you."
"Practice?" Karl frowned, looking at Little Sha under him. She was very slender, and her figure had just grown. The girl's body at this age was particularly pure.
He only hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
He stretched out his hands and placed them on Little Sha's slender waist.
He was not a saint. He had come to participate in an undercover mission, so naturally, he would not talk about cleanliness.
Karl pressed against Little Sha, and could clearly feel the stiffness and slight trembling coming from her body.
In order to make her suffer less, Karl did not hesitate at all.
"Pay attention to the rhythm, Karl." The maid sat aside and continued to guide, "Don't use too much force, learn to slow down and control your instincts."
"Yes." Karl's mouth twitched, and he slowed down. Little Sha was still uncomfortable, and her body was extremely stiff.
He followed the maid's instructions, slowly and powerfully.
Although Karl felt that everything was absurd, the maid's teachings were actually quite useful.
With his size far exceeding that of a normal adult.
After slowing down rhythmically, Little Sha's body actually began to relax, and the trembling was less than before.
"Yes, like this, and use your hands too." The maid continued to guide him hand-in-hand, and occasionally she would hold his waist with both hands to control his rhythm.
I have to say, this kind of practical teaching was very efficient.
Karl suddenly realized that he had actually increased his position, Little Sha was doing it for the first time, and her body actually relaxed.
The teaching went very smoothly.
During this period, other maids would occasionally approach and invite Karl to join them in teaching, practicing together with multiple people.
Karl refused them all. It was true that he wasn't picky, but seeing the "states" of each of them, he only felt disgusted.
The maids were very tolerant of this and did not force him.
Everyone rested when they were tired from studying.
Although Karl's strength had not improved, his positions were +1+1... At noon, servants also brought a rich lunch.
During the afternoon teaching.
The door of the hall suddenly opened, and a maid hurried in, her voice tense, "Countess Misir is here!"
The maids who were teaching immediately perked up, got up to tidy up their appearance, and guided the children to stand in a row on one side of the hall.
Not long after, crisp footsteps sounded outside the hall.
Surrounded by several maids, Countess Misir walked in. She appeared to be in her thirties, with long, slightly curly black hair.
The tailored noble long dress accentuated her graceful figure.
With a smile on her face, every gesture exuded the unique charm of a mature woman.
Karl noticed her abdomen, which was slightly bulging, indicating that she was already pregnant.
"Having a party while pregnant, are nobles playing it this big?"
Karl recalled Hyman, the man who looked somewhat effeminate.
Standing beside her was a Little Boy with a haughty expression. He held his head high and chest out, his eyes sweeping over Karl and the other boys with obvious disgust.
"Everyone, let's continue studying," Misir's voice was magnetic, like a queen on high, her phoenix eyes calmly sweeping over the crowd:
"There will be a banquet tonight, and everyone is welcome to attend."
The Little Boys' eyes lit up when they heard the word "banquet," and they all mustered their strength, eager to show off.
The maids resumed their teaching, but Misir's presence made them noticeably more restrained.
Misir walked past each Little Boy with a smile on her face.
Whenever she walked in front of a Little Boy, he would make mistakes due to nervousness, either shivering or losing his composure.
It was clear that they were too nervous, causing their bodies to react.
Misir simply smiled and said nothing.
When she walked in front of Karl, her eyes curved slightly with a smile, as if she had seen something interesting.
Karl was noticeably different from the surrounding children, most of whom were effeminate Half-Elves.
Although he looked like he had a bad boy vibe, he was handsome, and most importantly, his size exceeded that of a normal adult.
This, on the rather thin body of Little Sasha, created a strong visual impact.
"What's your name?" Misir asked.
Karl deliberately put on a nervous appearance and replied timidly, "Karl."
His voice was slightly trembling, as if he was very afraid of this noble and dignified lady.
Misir turned to look at a maid beside her: "Let him go back to rest first, and bring him to the banquet tonight."
After giving her instructions, she continued to walk towards the next boy.
Although it was only a brief exchange, it immediately aroused the attention of those around him.
Especially the Little Boy who was closely following Misir.
After Misir made a round, she walked to not far away and talked with the head maid.
The arrogant Little Boy following Misir walked up to Karl, his eyes unfriendly, sizing Karl up and down, then leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice:
"You're not feeling well tonight, you can't attend the banquet."
"..." Karl's expression was subtle, revealing an expression of caring for the mentally challenged.
But thinking that he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and still living in this distorted environment, he was relieved.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the boy frowned: "I am my mother's Child, and unlike you commoners, if you appear at the banquet tonight, I will kill you."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.
Because he behaved too idiotically.
Karl didn't even have any emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process.
As the night fell outside.
Karl was quite looking forward to the banquet, perhaps there would be symbiote information.
Chapter 46: Gathering
Magnificent tapestries, classical murals, exquisitely carved furniture, and a table filled with various wines and foods. The light and shadow of the magic stone lamps danced on the delicate glass cups, emitting an alluring luster.
Classical music played by elven musicians echoed in the venue.
The noble ladies were dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore exquisite jewelry, their smiles radiant, teasing the Little Boys around them with the folding fans in their hands, watching the Little Boys wriggling on their bodies with smiles.
A luxurious and absurd feast.
Karl was also a member of the absurd banquet, because of his outstanding appearance, he was spotted by two beautiful ladies as soon as he entered the venue.
They looked at Karl as if they had discovered a new continent.
"Baby~ Is this your first time attending a ball?" The lady who spoke was about forty years old, still charming, with a mature woman's charm and amorousness flowing between her eyebrows.
She waved the delicate folding fan in her hand, raised Karl's chin, and her eyes were full of teasing.
Karl looked flustered, swallowed, and replied somewhat at a loss: "Yes... Yes, it is."
"Mom, don't scare the Child." Another young woman gently hugged Karl from behind, gently embracing him in her arms:
"Sister will teach you the ball process, okay?"
Karl felt the soft touch coming from behind, his eyes were subtle, and upon closer inspection, the woman behind him was indeed eighty percent similar to the middle-aged woman in front of him.
It was actually a mother and daughter, coming to participate in the silver party together, which was quite outrageous.
"Come." The young woman casually picked up a glass of red wine from the side and poured it on her chest: "Let's start the evening with drinking."
"Ah... Okay... Okay." Karl seemed very restrained, and followed her request, burying his head in her chest and biting.
His eyes were constantly scanning the venue.
Karl thought that he had already lowered his expectations for the bottom line of these noble ladies enough.
But when he stepped into the venue, he realized that he had overestimated the bottom line of these people after all.
Most of the noble ladies brought their own boys, dressing them up exquisitely like dolls, but most of them came here to exchange them and play with them.
These ladies don't have much pity for the Little Boys.
Among them, there were many who were screaming in agony.
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