Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Therefore, the chieftains of Salgon consistently proclaimed that they were inviting Rhine Life, who had successfully entered and exited the land, to be their guest, rather than seeking to establish a formal alliance between them and the Rhine.

In the building of Unit A, Seria's room is the most luxurious, located on the top floor, followed by Kal'tsit's.

Kal'tsit's room was right next to Sera's.

The commotion in the city was not hidden from Kal'tsit's eyes. Seria hadn't told her anything, but she guessed that it must be Gard who had arrived.

Aside from Gard, Kelsey didn't know who else could cause such a commotion.

An Adaklis man whose body may contain a giant beast.

A seasoned warrior.

In a direct confrontation, even if the entire Ibart kingdom is included, they would most likely be no match for Gard.

However, Kal'tsit did not want a conflict between the chieftains of Gard and Sargon.

A thousand years ago, the giant beast was powerful enough to roam freely across this land. If it wanted to escape, no country could truly keep a giant beast.

However, with the Originium Engine now highly advanced, the mystery surrounding the behemoths has long been lifted by the nations, and countless tactics have been devised to target them.

Even giant beasts must obey the order of this land!

King Ibart did not confiscate their communication equipment, so Kal'tsit was still able to contact Scout and the others hiding in the city using her own communicator, and she received the message quickly.

"A group of people, their bodies covered in shadows, attacked the residence of King Ibart and kidnapped two other kings besides King Ibart. King Ibart is currently organizing a search and rescue operation for the two kings."

"Was anyone killed or injured?"

"There are some injured, but none of them are seriously injured."

"I understand."

Kal'tsit hung up the call, which showed that Gard's actions were measured. However, what puzzled her was why Gard kidnapped the other two chieftains instead of ignoring the culprit behind the incident.

unless......

Kal'tsit pondered for a moment. If someone was helping Gard, then who was it that had the audacity to try and kill King Ibart?

For Kal'tsit, a not-so-distant memory gradually resurfaced, and she suddenly thought of someone.

Elliot!

The image of a young Liberian boy flashed through Kal'tsit's mind, and she let out a sigh.

"Elliot, after all these years, hasn't time erased your hatred for others?"

During these days, Kal'tsit was not idle; she had Scout and others collect information on the crimes of the King of Ibart and gather intelligence on the Ibart region.

One of the reasons is that Rhine Life once received help from an agent of the Qin Reef Black Market. If the boy she saved back then hadn't died, it wouldn't be surprising if he had grown up to become an agent of the Black Market.

Of course, this is just Kal'tsit's speculation, but from the many clues, we can conclude that she believes she may not be far from the truth.

However, rather than her own speculation, Kal'tsit felt she could just ask Gard directly; the crocodile man wouldn't lie about such things.

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Kal'tsit's train of thought was interrupted.

Has her trust in that crocodile man reached this level?

Kal'tsit sat on the sofa and made herself a cup of coffee, the really bitter kind.

She was waiting, waiting for Gard to appear.

Suddenly, Kal'tsit heard a faint rustling of wind and light footsteps. She immediately opened her eyes and looked toward the balcony.

But there was nothing there.

The footsteps landed not on her balcony, but on the other side.

Should we go find Seraya first?

Kal'tsit pursed her lips. This was only natural. Gard had no reason to come to her directly. Gard attacked King Ibart's mansion most likely to avenge the person living next door to her.

Therefore, she shouldn't feel disappointed.

"Scared?"

Mon3tr peeked out from behind Kal'tsit, looking at the other wall with a puzzled expression.

This made Kal'tsit frown.

“Mon3tr, go back. I didn’t let you out.”

"Hah!"

Upon hearing Kal'tsit's words, Mon3tr let out a disgruntled hiss, but it could not disobey Kal'tsit's command and could only obediently return to Kal'tsit's body.

Seria's suite and Kal'tsit's suite are adjacent to each other. Generally, when building such suites, the living rooms of the two suites are placed together to separate the bedrooms as much as possible.

In other words, the sofa that Kal'tsit is currently leaning against is separated from Seria's sofa and living room by a wall.

The Felins' excellent hearing allowed Kal'tsit to think she could hear Gard and Seria talking next door. Despite being a suite for receiving guests, the soundproofing was terrible.

This made Kal'tsit frown.

However, she didn't eavesdrop intentionally. Kyle was looking at her coffee; she had only taken a small sip.

Since she couldn't hear very clearly, she had no reason to leave her current location just to accommodate Seria and Gard.

Serea and Gard's voices came intermittently.

"How much longer are you going to stay here?"

"I can stay..."

"You have things you want to do."

"...Before we part, could you stay with me a little longer?"

"Madam, I just hope you've already canceled all your appointments for tomorrow."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Kal'tsit finally realized something was wrong.

What are those two next door up to?

"Seria, if you feel any pain later, just tell me."

"I'm not that fragile."

"For the first time, we need to do some preparatory work."

"What do you want to do!?"

Seraya's panicked voice came from next door; it was hard to imagine that the stern-tempered Vaiva woman would make such a sound.

"I've had my nails done properly this month, so I won't hurt you."

"This kind of thing, hmm~, where did you learn it from?"

"Do we really need to learn this kind of thing?"

Kal'tsit heard Seria's increasingly heavy breathing. It was as if the two were engaged in a fierce battle. Facing such a powerful opponent as Gard, Seria had no chance to defend herself at all.

Kal'tsit closed her eyes. Although she tried her best to endure and convince herself, the slight trembling of her hand when she picked up the teacup betrayed her true feelings.

Gard and Seria were doing *that* right next door!

"Scared?"

Mon3tr reappeared on Kal'tsit's body, looking puzzled. It asked why Kal'tsit didn't go to Gard so it could chat with him.

"Shut up!"

Kal'tsit whispered a reprimand, afraid that her voice was too loud and that Gard and Seria next door would hear her.

But now that the two are already in the zone, why would they care about an old woman who only dares to eavesdrop next door?

"We're going in."

"There's no way that thing could get in!"

"You were the one who tempted me in the first place, Ms. Celia. Now that things have come to this, you're not going to back down, are you?"

"Call me Seraya!"

"Okay, my Celia, I'm coming."

Kal'tsit heard Seria's suppressed voice; it was pain, the agony of being torn apart for the first time, the most precious thing a woman can experience.

Kal'tsit had experienced Gard's monstrous male organs before, and she couldn't even imagine how Seria could endure such a thing.

She should have left by now, but Kal'tsit found that her feet seemed to be glued to the ground, making it impossible for her to even get up and take a step.

Gard seemed to have somehow relieved Seria's pain.

They got moving!

The sound was like the sound of a phoenix flute, the light of a jade pot turning, like fish and dragons playing in the water, continuous and unending.

Kelsey spent the entire night sleepless.

......

Chapter Fifteen Until Dawn

Before dawn, the sounds in Serea's suite gradually faded.

It wasn't just Kal'tsit next door who couldn't sleep; Surtr, who lived downstairs, was also kept awake all night by a sudden, rattling sound from her bed.

She considered taking Laiwanting upstairs several times to see what had happened, but ultimately gave up.

The woman named Seraya had information about her Adaklis slave, and she decided to be patient until she found him.

In the bedroom of Serea's suite, two people were sleeping on a collapsed large bed.

No, to be precise, only Seria was asleep; Gard was still very energetic, even a little too energetic.

But with the person in his arms in mind, Gard decided to rely on himself for a while.

boo~

This action woke Seria.

Hmm, I've passed out?

Serea opened her eyes groggily and found her mind blank. She was half-lying on the bed, her back against a broad and strong chest, and a large hand was holding her soft breasts.

"you're awake?"

She heard Gard's surprised voice and realized that something had stuck to her again. Her tail was lifted high, an action that seemed to remind her of something terrible.

Serea shook her head hastily.

"No, wait, Gard, let me rest a little longer!"

Serea felt she had never been so tired before. Even after several sleepless nights in the hot land and facing monsters during the day, she was still not this exhausted.

She found her body limp and weak, as if it didn't belong to her anymore. If Gard hadn't been supporting her with his hand, she would have collapsed onto the bed.

For a fleeting moment, she was glad that Gard was going to Colombia after today, otherwise she doubted she would ever get out of bed again.

She definitely won't be thinking about going out for at least the next few days.

"I... I'll help you with my hands."

Serea's face flushed slightly. No matter how strict she usually was, she was now just a woman nestled in the arms of her beloved.

Her long white hair cascaded down, giving Gard a free and unrestrained beauty.

Gard couldn't resist opening his mouth and licking Seria's horns, which made Seria's body go numb, and the madness from not long ago resurfaced in his mind.

He actually grabbed his own horn...

Because of their tails, Terrans rarely express their affection in the way that the woman lies flat on her back and faces the man.

This position is almost exclusively achievable by the Sakotas, whose bodies do not have many scale-like features, so it is also known as the Lateran position.

That is, the missionary position.

Serea felt a chill run down her spine as she recalled how she and Gard had been resting mostly on the sofa, in the bathroom, and then in the bedroom, with Gard showing no intention of stopping.

"Galder, are you and Gavial... this crazy too?"

Serea suddenly felt a mix of relief that she wasn't alone and regret that she had fainted during their intimate moment.

Are the physical qualities of the Waifan people really that bad?