After this bloody battle, Karl's guards all had faces as pale as paper and trembling legs.
They had seen many battles, but one as violent and bloody as this was too stimulating visually.
Hill's performance, however, was different; her eyes sparkled with an unusual light.
She was a Dark Elf assassin, highly skilled in speed and stealth, but she found that she couldn't even track Karl's movements.
Karl's strength far exceeded her imagination.
Hill, in her high heels, no longer cared that the liquid in her stockings had solidified and was flowing out of her shoes; she walked up to Karl.
Her tone was even more respectful than before: "Lord City Lord, should we eliminate Otto's subordinates completely now?"
Karl looked towards the slum: "Gather the City Guards. Today, we will clear all the cancerous growths from the slum."
With Hill's full assistance, the entire city began to mobilize. The City Guards quickly assembled, formed neat ranks, and soon surrounded the entire slum.
Karl stood before them, his expression stern, as he scanned these soldiers: "When carrying out the mission, do not harass ordinary residents, and do not destroy property. Those who violate this order will be beheaded and displayed to the public."
As Karl's order was given, the City Guards began to act.
They each passed by the piles of corpses on the ground, and those bloody scenes made them shiver involuntarily.
They all lowered their heads, not daring to meet the gaze of Karl, their new City Lord.
As the City Guards entered the slum, chaos erupted instantly.
Even with the warning, some soldiers still tried to seize property amidst the confusion.
Karl personally executed dozens of soldiers, tied their heads together, and had them hoisted into the air on bamboo poles. This act made the remaining soldiers fall silent in terror.
Clearly, this new City Lord was completely different from the nobles they knew.
Their actions began to become orderly.
The residents of the slum were originally scared and hid in their homes.
But as time passed, they found that these soldiers were surprisingly well-behaved, and they also saw the human heads hanging high.
They, too, re-evaluated this City Lord.
Under Hill's guidance, Karl strode into the only manor in the slum, the headquarters of the Otto Mercenary Group. It wasn't luxurious, but its footprint was large enough.
As Karl entered the inner hall, he immediately saw an elegant Elf woman kneeling on the ground, her eyes filled with terror and helplessness.
She held a young Child in her arms, the girl's small face pale with fright.
Beside her stood a young woman in her twenties, wearing light leather armor and holding a long sword, its tip pointed at the approaching City Guards.
When her gaze turned to Karl, her face instantly turned deathly pale.
"That's Otto's wife, Angelina, and her daughter, Pei'er," Hill said. "The woman with the sword is Amanda, Otto's son Caesar's wife."
"You may leave," Karl waved his hand, and several City Guards, as if relieved, quickly withdrew.
Amanda's face was extremely grim, her eyes flashing with anger: "What Otto did has nothing to do with us."
Karl gave Amanda a deep look, his figure flashed, and he delivered a fierce punch to Amanda's abdomen.
Amanda's eyes widened, and she flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
She clutched her abdomen, and with a "wa" sound, she dry-heaved a mouthful of blood.
"Please," the beautiful Elf, holding her daughter, said, "You can do anything to me, please spare my daughter."
Chapter 83: The Young Mother
"Please don't hurt my daughter!" Angelina's voice was tearful as she knelt on the ground, tightly embracing her daughter Pei'er.
Her eyes were full of sorrow and pleading.
Pei'er, in her arms, looked only twelve or thirteen years old, delicate and petite, like a startled little bird hiding in her mother's embrace.
Though young, she had fully inherited the unique beauty of Elves. In her mother's arms, her face was pale and her body trembled constantly, clearly terrified.
Karl raised his head, his gaze lingering on the mother and daughter, an amused expression on his face. He hadn't expected to encounter a pure-blooded Elf here.
Beautiful Elf mother and daughter, what's with this strange sense of familiarity?
Husband killed, mother and daughter helpless, captured by their enemy, completely defenseless—a truly condemnable plot.
I'm the bad guy, so it's fine then.
"Anything at all?" Karl's voice was playful as he looked at Angelina, holding her daughter, looking so pitiable, he couldn't help but want to bully her.
Angelina looked up, meeting Karl's eyes: "As long as you spare my daughter, I'll do anything."
Hill stood to the side, frowning. She was a Dark Elf, naturally not having much affection for pure-blooded Elves.
Just then.
Amanda painfully clutched her abdomen, trying to stand up, and looked at Karl: "Stop, my husband and I were not involved in Otto's mercenary group."
Hearing this, Karl raised an eyebrow, his expression playful.
Hill softly explained: "She and her husband Caesar did not join Otto's mercenary group. Caesar is the leader of a four-person elite mercenary group and is quite well-known in San Marino City."
Amanda, hearing Hill's words, clutched her injured abdomen, trying to keep her voice steady: "My husband will complete his mission and return tomorrow. He is a sixth-tier warrior. We have always opposed Otto's actions, and I will try my best to persuade him to abandon revenge and leave San Marino City."
Hill looked at Amanda, a sneer playing on her lips: "You clearly enjoy all the conveniences Otto provides, yet you criticize his actions. You are even more detestable than those who aid the wicked."
No sooner had she spoken than Karl's figure suddenly vanished.
Amanda's eyes widened. Before she could react, Karl had already appeared before her, grabbing her by the neck.
In Amanda's astonished gaze, he violently slammed her into the wall.
With a loud "bang," Amanda's body was embedded in the wall.
Her eyes gradually lost focus, eventually losing consciousness, and she softly slid to the ground.
Hill watched this scene coldly, her face devoid of any expression.
She turned to look at the trembling Angelina.
"I just killed your husband."
"I am not his wife," Angelina quickly said, holding her daughter. "I needed a suitable identity, and he could give me one. And I helped him make Elf potions. Otto and I had a cooperative relationship."
"Ah?" Karl frowned upon hearing this, looking at the trembling beautiful Elf mother and daughter before him, instantly losing interest.
Although they were beautiful, in terms of looks, Saintess Chris was no less beautiful than an Elf.
Hill, this Dark Elf, possessed another kind of beauty, and she was even more alluring.
Angelina, seeing the undisguised disappointment in Karl's eyes, was also surprised; she didn't understand.
"Let me check," Hill said, not waiting for Karl to speak. She walked up, a flicker of malice in her eyes, and without waiting for Angelina to speak, she lifted her beautiful long skirt.
Angelina's face changed dramatically, but she was, after all, a mother.
She quickly hugged her already terrified daughter, Pei'er, tightly, not wanting her to witness her humiliation.
Hill's movements were crude; she directly extended a slender finger.
Angelina winced in pain, gritting her teeth, and gently comforted her beautiful daughter with her hand.
Karl glanced. It was golden, quite smooth. He didn't know if Elves were born with it or if they trimmed it.
Hill roughly fiddled for a while, then withdrew her finger, which was streaked with fluid, and said to Karl: "She didn't lie. She probably hasn't had intercourse since giving birth to the Child."
"What a pity," Karl only felt bored. Killing an enemy and then taking his wife was more stimulating.
He looked at Angelina's beautiful face, which had the unique fragility and helplessness of a young mother.
Angelina felt Karl's undisguised malicious gaze and knew what was about to happen. Her eyes showed a plea: "Lord Karl, I'll do anything, but can my daughter leave first?"
As a mother, she would sacrifice everything for her daughter's safety, but she couldn't accept it happening in front of her daughter.
Karl looked at Pei'er's beautiful face in her arms. On closer inspection, she was a pure-blooded Elf, a budding beauty: "I promise not to touch her, but she cannot leave. As a mother, you also need to teach your daughter some adult things, don't you?"
Angelina's face changed several times, and she held her daughter's hand even tighter.
She knew very well that Karl's promise not to touch her daughter was already the greatest mercy.
Of course, she wasn't naive enough to believe Karl. She thought it was highly probable that after he was done with her, he would do the same to her daughter in front of her, just to see her despair.
Angelina also knew she had no choice.
Aside from trusting Karl to keep his promise, there was no other way.
"Alright," Angelina nodded pitiably.
Karl watched the young mother's expression change. His demand to do it in front of her daughter wasn't because he was being controlled by his lower instincts.
Instead, his skill required different methods to increase experience points.
And this scenario of a young mother with her daughter was just too classic.
"Come in," Karl led the three into the room.
Seeing this, Angelina secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This young lord would actually go into a room instead of staying outside; he was unexpectedly polite.
The moment Karl and the others entered the door.
"Time Stop."
Karl cast third-tier Time Stop, simultaneously designating Hill, Angelina, and the mother and daughter Pei'er to move freely.
Being inside the room.
The three of them didn't even realize that Time had been stopped.
"Come on," Karl unbuckled his belt.
Angelina looked confused. She hadn't expected this young City Lord to not push her to the ground, but to stand still.
She hesitated for a moment, her expression mortified, and had her daughter Pei'er stand to the side and close her eyes.
Only then did she cautiously walk towards Karl, turn around, and bend over, but she was 1.7 meters tall, a head taller than Karl, and she clearly had no experience, appearing very clumsy.
"What are you doing?" Karl frowned. What was this young mother doing?
After a second of hesitation, he realized that this Elf mother had no knowledge of oral sex.
Karl winked at Hill.
Hill understood, knelt before him, and then performed the act skillfully.
Karl then looked at Angelina: "Watch carefully, learn well."
Angelina was dumbfounded, her beautiful face filled with shock.
Chapter 84: Grinding Experience
Angelina was an Elf, and in their understanding, "sex" was a sacred ritual with someone you loved to give birth to a blood relative.
Knowledge related to positions was simply lying down, closing your eyes, and it would soon be over.
The Dark Elf before her, however, shattered her worldview.
Angelina covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide, watching Hill unhesitatingly use her mouth to bite a dirty thing, feeling only disgust.
Karl had been watching Angelina's expression. Seeing her shocked face, he was speechless.
She was already a young mother, yet she didn't understand this, nor could she do that.
Aside from being beautiful and having the slender figure unique to Elves, she was truly useless.
"Alright," Karl patted Hill's head and said to Angelina, "Come here, don't disappoint me."
Angelina's face darkened. Her daughter Pei'er stood to the side, eyes closed, but could hear their conversation, her small body trembling with fear.
"Hmph," Karl snorted, "This is the first time, and it's the last time. Next time, my command will be carried out by your daughter instead of you."
"I'm sorry, please forgive me," Angelina lowered her head, hiding the embarrassment and anger in her eyes. She glanced at her daughter, then cautiously walked to Karl, kneeling down, mimicking Hill's posture.
After Hill stopped, she remained kneeling to the side, watching Angelina with interest, immersed in the sight of this pure-blooded Elf being humiliated.
Karl was also watching her expression change.
Facing little ka, shame, embarrassment, struggle, and a hint of fear—a collection of complex emotions.
Elf bodies are more slender than humans, and in front of her, little ka looked like a monstrous beast.
×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×-×
Read Extra Chapter Visit My Patreon
I have only 1 tier
19$ Tier – Access to 40 advance chapters
patreon.com/Lempil
patreon.com/Lempil