Monster Girl Development Master.

Unfortunately, her self-abandonment did not bring immediate reward. Instead, Lady Lia hugged Zhuang Sen even tighter, as if at the last moment her voluptuous and mature body was like a net completely enveloping the petite Zhuang Sen. Their lower bodies were tightly joined together until a wave of water splashed and wet the floor. Only then did the ferocious dragon withdraw from the moist golden forest and return to Dantalian's warm mouth, where it completed its final release under the gentle and skillful teasing of the snake's tongue.

"Why didn't you do this sooner?" Lady Leah exposed her delicate body and kissed Zhuang Sen's cheek. "Tell me, what exactly are you planning?"

Lilith, having given up on herself, immediately said in detail: "What other reason could there be? She thinks the Faraw family can't win, so she plans to simply join Zhuang Sen's camp. You know the Faraw family admires the strong, don't you? Besides, I really enjoyed being fucked, and Zhuang Sen seemed to like it too, so it would be even better if I could use my body to snatch Zhuang Sen away from you, you bitch!"

"Don't compare me to a slut like you." Lady Leah looked at Johnson, who was still locked in a passionate battle with Dantalian. "I'm not a plaything like you that can be fucked and subdued. And you think you can steal my good son with your mediocre body? Ha."

"That old woman's delusional thinking again?" Lilith complained. Although her bra size was a little smaller than Lady Leah's, she was just as good in other areas, not to mention she was younger! How could there be no chance?

“This isn’t about age or physique.” Lady Lia shook her head. No matter what Lilith said, she was still just a human, not a monster girl, and couldn’t possibly beat them. “Besides, why do you think the Falau family can’t win?”

"Because of Zhuang Sen, someone like you who has just become a bloodline user and has never experienced combat would not understand what it means to lose a two-on-one fight between bloodline users of the same level or even the same attribute! Moreover, the power that Zhuang Sen displayed at the time did not seem to be at the level of a third awakening. It's not like I haven't fought against bloodline users who have been awakened three times! Let me put it this way, it would be very simple for Zhuang Sen to kill the Farau family. He could just fly to the Hall of Radiance and kill my father and the others—of course, provided that our family members do not run away or hide."

"And His Majesty the King won't use this as an excuse to pursue the matter." Lady Lia didn't refute Lilith, but only added the possible consequences of doing so, "So, you were simply broken and then subdued, right?"

Lilith twisted her body forcefully: "Have you asked enough? Can you let Zhuang Sen come over first—"

Snapped!

Lady Leah slapped Lilith's plump, peach-shaped buttocks, which were just as plump as her own, sending waves of flesh rippling through them: "Know your place. You have no right to ask Zhuang Sen to do anything for you, let alone reward you."

"you--"

Lilith's beautiful eyes widened, and she was about to scold Lady Leah for breaking her promise when she felt a swelling fullness in her lower body. The loneliness and emptiness she had felt vanished instantly, replaced by an even stronger pleasure that overwhelmed the composure that Lilith had gradually regained through the rational conversation.

"Oh~ So full~ Hurry~ Ah~"

The soft moans were filled with pleasure and surprise. Zhuang Sen's sudden attack filled Lilith with uncontrollable joy, not only from the physical satisfaction but also from her astonishment and delight that Zhuang Sen had disobeyed Lady Lia's orders. At this moment, Lilith's hatred for Lady Lia was matched by her fondness for Zhuang Sen.

She knew that Zhuang Sen was different from his treacherous, cunning, and shameless mother; he was a kind-hearted child! She clearly remembered that Zhuang Sen had just been having sex with that nun named Dantalian, who, according to the intelligence, was the closest to him, but now he had put her down, clearly unable to bear seeing her being tortured any longer.

"Good boy~ Good boy~"

Lilith murmured incoherently, her limbs bound by spider silk, unable to embrace Zhuang Sen. She could only clench her muscles tightly, clinging to the large Zhuang Sen, her plump buttocks arching upwards to welcome his entry, appearing utterly aroused. But…

"It feels like she's treating Zhuang Sen like a child."

Dantalian, one hand covering her crotch to prevent her essence from leaking out, came to Lady Lia's side, looking somewhat puzzled. Lady Lia waved her hand, using spider silk to mend Dantalian's clothes, freeing her hands, and explained, "It's normal. After I poisoned her and destroyed her fertility, she must have developed an obsession with children. However, because she refused to show weakness in front of me, she kept these thoughts hidden and bottled them up until now that I have completely defeated her. There's no need for her to bottle them up anymore. Plus, with Zhuang Sen's current physique and 'gentle' treatment, as well as psychological factors, it's normal for her to project those feelings onto Zhuang Sen... Otherwise, she wouldn't have said things like 'take Zhuang Sen away' before. She didn't want to take away my man, but my child. Otherwise, why didn't she seduce Kross?"

Lady Leah's long, analytical speech wasn't loud, but she wasn't deliberately suppressing it either; it was just a normal speaking volume. Theoretically, Lilith should have been able to hear it, but Lilith didn't react at all, still immersed in catering to Zhuang Sen. At this moment, she was more like a golden retriever than when Zhuang Sen first came in—well, there was an inexplicable…maternal instinct?

Even if this conversation reveals a great deal of information, such as the fact that everything before seemed to be a pre-arranged plan by Lady Leah, and that Johnson's gentleness at this moment might just be a disguised "good cop" act.

Did Lilith hear it or realize it?

Lilith remained silent, only yearning.

Finally, Zhuang Sen ejaculated in the flower room, his scalding essence filling the conquered and ravaged flower cave, leaving it uncleaned even by the gushing honey water. Lilith seemed to have finally come to her senses, her alluring face still flushed with the afterglow looking at Zhuang Sen, her golden eyes overflowing with tenderness: "Master~ Do you want me to help attack Farau Territory too? If you don't trust your little slave, you can just use the token and your name~"

Feeling a bit lazy after ejaculating, Zhuang Sen, who was lying on top of Lilith, looked up at his aunt, whose tender expression was far more pleasant than her previous fawning, and lazily asked, "What are the conditions?"

Lilith moved her hands, wanting to hug Zhuang Sen, but the spider silk still prevented her, leaving her only to pout and say, "There are no conditions~ But Master, could you tell me how I can go from being a slave to your wife?"

"We'll see how it goes." Zhuang Sen rubbed Lilith's sweaty breasts. He wasn't just being perfunctory. After all, given Lilith's special circumstances, unless he turned her into a monster girl, Zhuang Sen wouldn't dare to completely trust her. Even though Lilith seemed very docile and obedient now, she had been very docile and obedient before.

Lilith pouted, wanting to ask again, but Dantalian moved closer: "Johnson, I can awaken four times now."

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Chapter 212: The Human Cannon

Lydia put away the shared page, and the loyal female knight who had been communicating with Zhuang Sen transformed back into a cold and decisive marshal.

The army of Leon had easily captured the castle of Golden River without even using a secret passage. As soon as the captured Baron of Golden River appeared, his subordinates surrendered immediately, saving Lydia a lot of trouble.

Therefore, Lydia has now arrived at the foot of Golden Flower Castle and is preparing to take over this beautiful castle surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers.

Logically speaking, a siege would be a very troublesome and time-consuming affair. Especially since Lydia neither has the ability to fly nor the stats to destroy walls and gates mixed with magic iron in one go. If Nia were here, she could try using [Fossil to Mud] to demonstrate what it means to dramatically transform a city wall.

However, it would be more beneficial to let Nia continue making rune equipment in the rear than to do that. Moreover, unlike her, little Nia has not received any formal combat training, so it would be better to keep her out of large-scale battlefields if possible.

So we're back to square one: how do we take down Golden Flower Castle as quickly as possible?

Lydia didn't want to linger in this place for too long. If she had to spend so much time in such a small place, how could she achieve her planned war objectives and get back to be with Zhuang Sen as soon as possible?

In short, let's try out the information Lilith gave us first.

The beautiful sea of ​​flowers quickly burst into flames, the billowing smoke and raging fire causing the Baron of the Golden Flower immense heartache. His title and the surroundings of his castle revealed his love for flowers; to him, a single beautiful bloom was more precious than a beautiful woman. Now, the flower field he had cultivated and expanded to such a scale over many years was completely burned to the ground. This pained him deeply, and he longed to rush out and slaughter all the Leonians who had set fires.

But he held back. Despite the heartache and hatred, he didn't lead his remaining three hundred soldiers and four or five hundred peasants out to their deaths. The mere thought of going out reminded him of his recent encounter at Shattered Stone Fortress: the black-clad cavalrymen roaring and slaughtering, the female knight in hellish armor inscribed with cursed words, silently traversing the battlefield, leaving behind a trail of cold, lifeless corpses. All of this had cast a deep psychological shadow on him, eroding his confidence to confront Lydia head-on.

Rather than going out to our deaths, we should hold the castle and wait for the Earl's reinforcements!

If we hold firm, there's a way!

……

Lydia gazed at the flower field now reduced to ashes, somewhat disappointed: "Why isn't it coming out... Let's try some other methods."

So the peasant soldiers who had been left behind by the forced march and were now catching up began to move the secret granaries of the Golden Flower Territory; Lydia personally wrote a sincere letter of duel, in which she gently greeted the relatives of the Golden Flower Baron for three generations above and three generations below, and finally proposed a fair, just, open, and honorable noble duel.

Unsurprisingly, Baron Golden Flower made no reaction, seemingly determined to be a coward.

After a series of harassments, it was already night. The full moon was bright tonight, not a suitable time for a night raid on the city. Besides, the other side would definitely be on high alert on the first night... Should we just wait for the other lords' armies to catch up and then launch a full-scale attack?

Lydia sighed, picked up the teacup beside her. Although as a headless knight, she could only experience the feelings of a living person when she was with Johnson, and couldn't actually drink tea, it didn't stop her from maintaining her original lifestyle. However, just as she picked up the teacup, a loud bang accompanied by a vibration suddenly came, causing ripples to spread in the amber liquid in the cup, and a few drops splashed onto Lydia's handguards.

Lydia lowered her helmet slightly, put down her teacup, and called out to the door, "What happened? An enemy attack?"

She hoped it was an enemy attack, because then she would have a chance to break into the city while the fleeing soldiers were entering. Even if she was the only one who broke in, the gates of Golden Flower Castle would never be able to close again.

Not long after, the guard outside returned with information: "Marshal, it's the catapults being tested. The first two shots went too far, so this one was set a bit too close."

Catapult test firing...

Lydia recalled the incident. The catapult had been discovered in Golden River Fortress. Since the attack was planned as a siege, and Farau Territory had been built wide and convenient for merchants, bringing it wouldn't significantly hinder the advance, so Lydia had taken one. However, Golden Flower Fortress also had catapults, but theirs couldn't reach the optimal firing point, let alone achieve precision. Therefore, hoping to destroy a fortified border fortress with just one catapult wasn't entirely impossible; Lydia simply hoped Baron Golden Flower would surrender on his own.

Lydia leaned back in her chair, the rune plate armor creaking against the hardwood, then suddenly stopped and disappeared.

"The catapult is firing too far..."

Lydia felt as if she had grasped something, but it was still a little bit missing. While thinking, she asked the guards outside the door again, "Go ask them how far they've fought before... No, I'll just go there."

On the small hill outside the Leon military camp, the engineers, still on duty, were adjusting the only siege engine, but their exhausted and frustrated expressions revealed the unsatisfactory results. It was understandable; to avoid being wiped out by the enemy's catapults, their position was far from Golden Flower Castle. And if even the catapults on the walls of Golden Flower Castle couldn't reach them, how could they possibly hit the walls themselves… It seemed that tomorrow they would have to risk advancing into the enemy's firing range.

"What was the furthest your catapult fired just now?"

The sudden cold voice startled the engineers, but they quickly realized that it was the Marshal asking them a question. The leader among them hurriedly replied, "Marshal, the furthest it can reach is only a hundred paces away from the city wall, and its accuracy is seriously off, and its power is almost gone."

Lydia was disappointed, but as she instinctively shook her head, her gaze fell on the huge stone projectile beside her. In an instant, a flash of inspiration struck her, and she asked again, "What if we used smaller projectiles instead?"

The engineering corps captain paused for a moment, then replied, "That should allow it to shoot further, but the power of the small stone projectiles is probably insufficient..."

"Don't worry about the power, just tell me if it can hit the city walls, or even behind them!"

Faced with Lydia's interruption, the engineering captain could only affirm: "If the stone projectile is small enough, of course there's no problem."

“One person…where’s my ammunition?” Lydia looked at the catapult, the empty helmet casting a deep darkness beneath. “Could you throw me in?”

"Marshal?! This is too dangerous!"

The engineering corps captain was startled. A catapult launching people? Launching them was no problem, but whether they would land as a puddle or a lump was anyone's guess.

But Lydia had now sorted out her inspiration and didn't see anything wrong with it. Yes, under normal circumstances, even a high-level bloodline user undergoing a second awakening wouldn't be able to withstand this kind of stimulating gameplay, but she was different. She was already dead; no matter how strong the impact, it couldn't kill her again.

Well, turning into mincemeat would kill her, but with her current equipment and the added defense and damage reduction from various abilities, she's confident she won't turn into Lydia. And for a corpse, as long as it can still move, it's alive.

In other words, she could indeed fly directly over the city walls and into the castle.

Lydia made up her mind and immediately ordered: "You few, find a way to aim at the back of the castle gate. The rest of you, go and notify the whole army to prepare for battle—all cavalry, get ready to charge."

The marshal's orders were not to be questioned, and Lydia's prestige had risen to an unparalleled level during this period of victory. Therefore, although no one was optimistic, her orders were quickly carried out.

Soon, Lydia, fully armed, stood on the catapult.

Human cannon, level one readiness!

Chapter 213: The City Falls

On the walls of Jinhua Fort, the sentry on night watch nervously gazed at the brightly lit enemy camp in the distance, and asked his comrade with unease, "Why are they forming ranks again? Are they planning a night attack?"

The sentry's companion, a veteran, scoffed at his concerns: "They're almost all infantry and cavalry on the other side, and the weather's so good tonight. How could they possibly launch a night raid on the castle? I think it's just like those catapults, purely meant to scare us, keep us from sleeping, and make us too tired to deal with them during the day."

The veteran's experience was correct, and by common sense, it was quite insightful. After hearing this reasoned analysis, the sentry felt much more at ease, but a lingering unease made him ask, "Should we sound the alarm and notify the officers?"

The veteran waved his hand helplessly: "Hey, whatever you want, but if the adults come, we won't be able to be so lazy and talk like this anymore."

The sentry hesitated. Just then, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out, causing both the sentry and the veteran to instinctively take cover behind the city wall until a loud bang echoed. The veteran, supporting himself with his helmet, peeked out and saw a small stone projectile land ten paces in front of the wall. He then spat on the ground: "Damn Leonians, still fiddling with their broken catapults at this hour. Tomorrow I'll smash it down—thud!"

Another small stone hit the city wall solidly, startling the veteran so much that he immediately dropped to the ground, cursing loudly, "Damn Leonians! Are you trying to make your grandpa laugh to death by firing something smaller than your grandpa's testicles?!"

The vulgar insults effectively broke the initial shock and fear, boosting the morale of the soldiers who were hiding on the city wall. While these soldiers laughed and mocked the weak and ineffective attack of the Leonians, Lydia had already fully armed herself and stood on the catapult.

Human cannon, level one readiness!

After several calibrations, the engineering corps captain, finally confident, gripped the hammer, aimed it at the catapult's start lever, his arms trembling and his palms sweating, but under Lydia's cold gaze, he still swung the hammer with all his might.

Human Cannon, Level Two Ready!

The lever she pulled activated the gears, and the towering lever arm was pulled down. Lydia crouched inside the "ammunition compartment," feeling a sudden wave of weightlessness wash over her. However, for a dead person, none of this could cause her much psychological distress, much less shake her composure and calmness. She could even appreciate the bright moonlight and the howling wind.

Human Cannon—Fire!

Lydia traced a perfect arc in the air, the whistling wind attracting some attention, but the soldiers, already accustomed to the trebuchet's movements, simply took cover skillfully. No one cared whether what flew overhead was a stone or a bloodline being harder than stone.

Until Lydia landed with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust and smoke behind the city wall.

The soldiers turned back in astonishment, terrified that the enemy's catapults could hit so far, but some sharp-eyed ones spotted Lydia surrounded by various lights beneath the gradually dissipating smoke.

To be honest, it's rather tragic.

Nia's meticulously crafted rune plate armor was mostly destroyed, and the triple protection of [Rock Shield], [Frost Spirit Armor], and [Death Sanctuary] shattered the moment she landed. Fortunately, the inner lining of the armor was intact, and her injuries were much less severe than Lydia had anticipated... or rather, her body was far more robust than the stone projectile.

The next second, the icy white Frost Spirit Armor reappeared around Lydia, enveloping her completely and deflecting several accidentally fired crossbow bolts. The sound of the bolts hitting the ground served as a signal, and the dust kicked up settled again. The soldiers, having seen Lydia clearly, instinctively launched an attack, raining down crossbow bolts, but they only managed to pierce the dust. Lydia's shadow had already disappeared into the nearby steps leading to the city wall.

[Death Charge]

The guards of Golden Flower Castle roared and blocked the only exit of the stairs, displaying extraordinary courage and elite training. Unfortunately, even though Lydia was seriously injured, she was not someone that a group of ordinary people could stop.

"Get out!" — [Fearful War Cry]

With a roar, almost all the valiant soldiers were gripped by fear, turning and fleeing, even triggering a small stampede. The few soldiers with exceptionally strong will were struck across the throat by a sharp blade and fell to the ground.

Easily defeating the soldiers blocking her way, Lydia skillfully located the mechanism room controlling the drawbridge and the gate. She easily sent the guards away with two sword strikes, then directly cut the iron chain controlling the drawbridge with one sword, forcibly lowering the drawbridge that had been resting for a day. With one hand, she turned the winch to pull up the heavy iron gate until the mechanism jammed.

This series of actions may seem long, but in reality, from Lydia's landing to the opening of the city gate, less than thirty seconds had passed. Apart from the soldiers nearby, most soldiers in other areas hadn't even figured out what was happening, and they had no time to care.