Monster Girl Development Master.

[Bloodline development progress has been synchronized]

[Bloodline of the Unranked Angels: 5% - 15%]

Overnight, the decline in development caused by the previous bloodline switch was made up for, and even exceeded.

However, besides the gains, there were also many new questions. Why were the Lamia silent and mechanical when Dantalian received the Lamia's inheritance, while the dwarves in Nia's dwarf inheritance yesterday were all lifelike and even had different personalities?

It couldn't be a difference in bloodline level. The dwarf bloodline is only level 3, it can't be better than the level 5 Holy Lamia bloodline, right? The difference is probably that Zhuang Sen has the bloodline of a high dwarf, which is why he went from being an observer to a participant and affected the inheritance illusion.

Zhuang Sen shook his head. This was definitely something that couldn't be figured out in a short time. He could only continue testing it through inheritance later. Right now, he needed to solve another mystery first—what was wrong with those dwarves?!

Zhuang Sen opened the Dwarf Encyclopedia and found a newly unlocked text among a bunch of question marks.

[Dwarf girls are a very united and conservative race. They live in clans, sharing all resources. Because dwarf girls are kind by nature, they will not attack men. However, as monster girls, they also have physical desires. Therefore, when a dwarf girl marries, her husband also becomes part of the shared resources.]

???

Zhuang Sen's head was almost twisted at a ninety-degree angle. He felt that he couldn't understand the Chinese characters in front of him at all. Was this still Chinese characters? What did "clan sharing husband" mean?

If this is considered not actively attacking men, then what level of activity would it take for someone to actively attack them?

Zhuang Sen could only be thankful that Nia was the only dwarf girl in this world, otherwise he would basically have nothing else to do all day.

Wait a minute, Nia's indulgence of him isn't just influenced by the "kind" nature of her dwarf bloodline, is it?

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Zhuang Sen wiped his face and closed the system panel. Whether it was good or bad, it was going to be a great thing, so he might as well just do it.

……

Inside the blacksmith's shop in Glorious Manor, Nia is forging iron.

Last night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and finally got up to forge some blacksmith's gear. Not only had her bloodline development improved, but she had also acquired a brand new armor forging method called plate armor, which seemed far superior to the currently popular scale armor and chainmail. She wanted to forge a set as soon as possible to see its effects.

If it's really that good, then it should be a great help to Zhuang Sen. And better armor would also provide better protection for Zhuang Sen.

Thinking of someone, Nia's round face, already flushed from the furnace, turned even redder, and her hammering became even faster. The continuous pounding of the hammer sounded like a fast-paced, cheerful country tune.

The dwarf girl is like this: an ordinary person might not be able to last an hour fighting like this, but the dwarf girl can go on like this for a whole day!

……

Zhuang Sen followed the sound of hammering to the blacksmith's shop and immediately saw Nia, drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked through, revealing glimpses of her fair skin. Feeling a pang of sympathy, he quickly went over to her: "Nia, take a rest. We're about to set off; Knight Harper and the others are already here."

Nia tilted her head back to let Zhuang Sen wipe her sweat, her round eyes narrowing into slits, looking incredibly cute. Zhuang Sen's already gentle movements became even more careful, as if he were wiping away some fragile, priceless treasure.

Nia sensed Zhuang Sen's concern and smiled even more brightly, but her hands didn't stop moving. She just said happily, "Don't worry, Zhuang Sen, it'll be done soon. With this, those rubbish produced by the Church of War are not worth mentioning at all!"

Even with her eyes half-closed, the dwarf girl could still perform the forging perfectly.

Zhuang Sen finally wiped his legal little girl's face clean and looked at what she was tapping. Zhuang Sen was quite curious about what this product was that could make Nia so confident and even make such a bold statement.

Looking at the breastplate armor on the iron saddle, Zhuang Sen fell into a brief silence, then asked, "Is this plate armor?"

"Oh right~ So you also obtained its forging method yesterday, Zhuang Sen?" Nia continued to tap rapidly and answered Zhuang Sen's question loudly.

Zhuang Sen shook his head: "No, I only recognize it. So, you obtained the plate armor forging method from the inheritance yesterday?"

"Yes~ it was you, Zhuang Sen, who headbutted that weird dwarf..." Nia's voice suddenly lowered as she recalled yesterday's scene, which reminded her of her final escape. If she had persevered, perhaps she could have gained more and better knowledge, and also improved her bloodline development.

Anyway, she was going to do *that* with Zhuang Sen sooner or later anyway.

However, that size... well, I wonder if it would be better if Zhuang Sen were in dwarf form? It probably would, since his height has changed so much, his body should change too!

There must be!

Miss Nia, who was worried about her life's most important event and knew she would probably only ever be a dwarf, was also very nervous.

Zhuang Sen wasn't so anxious; he was just wondering if this... counted as payment for his prostitution?

After all, Dantalian didn't gain any extra knowledge from the Lamia legacy.

"..." Oh well, if it is, it is. Anyway, it's not like we're selling hooks, and it's just an illusion.

Zhuang Sen convinced himself that seeing Nia still focused on forging, he didn't disturb her anymore. He would just occasionally take a towel to wipe her sweat and then touch her face and waist as a reward.

After a few minutes, Nia finally put down the hammer: "Alright, the shaping is complete!"

A set of plate armor is made up of a large number of metal plates, which are connected by belts and rivets. It cannot be completed in one go, at least not Nia can do that right now.

Zhuang Sen looked at the metal plate on the iron saddle. The steel plate, about three millimeters thick, had been hammered into a clever arc, forming a shape similar to a chicken breast. This could effectively buffer attacks and deflect arrows, making it much more defensive than chainmail and scale armor.

On another note, the dwarf woman is indeed a born blacksmith, capable of forging such a fine breastplate all by herself in a single night. It's just that Zhuang Sen is a little reluctant to do so. He originally intended to recruit cattle and horses, but now that they've become his incredibly adorable wife, he's a bit less inclined to exploit her... although this hardly counts as exploitation for the dwarf woman.

Forging iron makes them happy!

However, on the other hand, it's a waste to let Nia focus her energy on such ordinary weaponry. Perhaps we could consider recruiting more blacksmiths, which would require adjusting the manpower that was originally prepared.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Confession

"How is it, Zhuang Sen? Is the quality alright?"

Nia looked up at Zhuang Sen, her face full of anticipation. Although she was confident in the plate armor she had forged, both as a dwarf woman and as the daughter of a blacksmith family, she was still very nervous about Zhuang Sen's opinion.

Zhuang Sen shifted his gaze from the breastplate to Nia's face, which was beaming with pride. He wanted to tease her a little, but then decided against it and instead patted her head with a smile: "Well done, Nia, we're sure to win this time. I knew you were the best!"

Zhuang Sen wasn't just trying to appease Nia. Plate armor had an overwhelming advantage over scale armor and chainmail, especially in terms of appearance. Compared to messy chainmail that would turn black over time, a clean, well-finished set of plate armor would definitely make noble lords spend a fortune. Moreover, it could be used to forge magic iron plate armor, which would only be more effective.

Hearing Zhuang Sen's praise, Nia, who had been so boastful before, became shy. However, she was clearly much more comfortable than before, at least she wasn't blushing anymore. After all, she had done all sorts of things and seen all sorts of scenes last night, so this little thing was nothing.

Zhuang Sen pinched the little one's grinning face, then changed his tone: "Nia, I forgot to mention last night, but I actually have other development methods~"

Upon hearing the keywords "last night" and "developing bloodlines," Nia's body stiffened slightly: "Want to...want to do it again?"

"It's not a legacy; you can only use it once per awakening stage." Zhuang Sen picked up the little cutie who had put down the hammer, and the latter relaxed a little and skillfully hugged Zhuang Sen's neck.

So cute, let me give you a kiss.

Having successfully turned Nia's face red again, Zhuang Sen carried the little one to the small hut next to the blacksmith's shop. This was a place for the blacksmith to rest and temporarily store supplies. Although it was simple, it had everything a family should have. After Nia took over the blacksmith's shop, everything was replaced with brand new equipment.

Although it won't be needed again soon, it's still usable for now.

After placing Nia on the bed, Zhuang Sen found a clean silver cup, pulled out the dagger he always carried, and slashed his palm.

“Zhuang Sen, you…” Nia sat up worriedly, but before she could get out of bed, an enticing aroma wafted over, making her swallow hard.

"Zhuang Sen, what's this?"

"The other way to enhance bloodline that I mentioned earlier is actually to drink my blood." Zhuang Sen looked at the cup and saw that it was almost half full of blood, so he used [Heal] to stop the wound on his palm.

Then he picked up the silver cup, sat down next to Nia, put one arm around her waist, and brought the silver cup to her lips with the other: "It may taste a little bad, but this is much more convenient than finding treasures or potions suitable for dwarves."

Nia glanced at the bright red blood, which smelled incredibly tempting and tasted better than anything she had ever eaten or seen. She struggled to resist the urge to drink it all in one gulp and looked at Zhuang Sen with utmost seriousness: "Zhuang Sen, this won't do you any harm, will it?"

Nia longs to become stronger. As a low-ranking noble, she understands the importance of power. As Zhuang Sen's wife, she also wants to be able to help him as much as possible. However, she cannot do this at the expense of Zhuang Sen's interests. She is not the kind of uneducated fool who only knows herself.

Even if Zhuang Sen seemed willing, it wouldn't matter, because she now genuinely felt affection for him, not just for personal gain. She was just a young girl who understood the rules of aristocratic circles; she had some cunning, but she was mostly innocent and kind. It was impossible for her not to be moved by Zhuang Sen's earnest feelings over the past two days.

Therefore, she really didn't want Zhuang Sen to hurt himself.

Zhuang Sen looked at the girl with her head tilted back. There was no hint of a joke on Xiao Yuan's face, and he was also somewhat moved. Just like when Dantalian stood up for him, making the Church of Vengeance take sides completely, and even personally fighting against the other bloodlines, this feeling of being loved made the smile on Zhuang Sen's face distort. He wanted to cry, but he also wanted to laugh.

Finally, he pinched Nia's slender waist, breaking the girl's serious expression, and said affectionately, "Silly girl, I have healing abilities. This little bit of blood is nothing compared to you. Besides, I know my limits; you see, I didn't fill your cup to the brim."

Zhuang Sen was still a little shy, and his words were subconsciously evasive, completely different from his usual boldness in casually talking to strangers. However, he wasn't lying; losing 300cc of blood every day was no problem for him, and even if it was more, it would just be a matter of replenishing his blood.

Nia didn't feel bad at all, because she had been just as shy before, so she chuckled to herself and even dared to tease, "By the way, Zhuang Sen, has Dantalian also had it?"

Zhuang Sen saw Nia's round face brighten instantly and smiled too. He fed her the wine glass, watched her obediently drink it, then leaned down and whispered in her small ear, "Nia is the first person to say that to me, oh, I love you~"

Nia's face flushed instantly. Her hands, holding the wine glass, exerted force briefly, squeezing the delicate silver glass flat. If she hadn't restrained herself at the last moment, she would have almost spat out the sweet blood she had just tasted.

Seriously! This is so unfair!!!

After quickly finishing the blood, the girl buried her head in... After hesitating for a moment, she finally chose Zhuang Sen's embrace in front of the brand-new, untouched bed.

This is just because I didn't want to clean it up later, don't misunderstand!

Watching the girl's swaying pink buttocks, Zhuang Sen imagined her sobs and then wrapped his arms around her waist. The silver wine cup, trampled and abandoned, fell to the ground, making a sound of accusation, but the two murderers showed no remorse whatsoever, simply embracing each other, enjoying each other's scent and the thrill of their love.

Dwarven bloodline: 15%–18%

New illustration content has been unlocked.

[Bloodline progress synchronized and completed]

[Bloodline of the Unranked Angels: 15% - 18%]

New illustration content has been unlocked.

Hearing the system's voice, Zhuang Sen didn't open the check. Instead, he looked down at Nia, who had secretly turned around and was peeking at him.

Silly girl, you even dare to look at things from a deathly angle.

Zhuang Sen pinched the fleshy buttocks beside him; they were incredibly elastic and full of youthful collagen.

"No, it itches!"

Nia twisted her waist and leaned her head against Zhuang Sen's lower abdomen again.

Zhuang Sen stopped what he was doing, and pulled Nia's legs, which were hanging over the edge of the bed, onto the bed. Her fair and delicate feet, freed from her boots, curled up slightly, making them look even more adorable. Although Zhuang Sen didn't have a particular fondness for jade feet, preferring breasts and buttocks, he had to admit that these crystal-clear, fair and delicate feet were indeed a treasure trove.

Moreover, it had absolutely no odor, and received rave reviews.

"Um, Zhuang Sen~"

"Ok?"

Zhuang Sen shifted his gaze from the jade-like feet, which seemed to be turning red as well, and returned it to Nia. The moment he lowered his head, Nia suddenly sat up and kissed him on the cheek. As the moist, soft scent touched Zhuang Sen's face, a soft whisper pierced his heart: "I love you too, darling~"

The author says:

Author's Note: Going to the manor tomorrow~ Also, I'd like to recommend a friend's book, the one who helped me with the map exploration. It's been published on this site. The title is "The Oracle Deceiver," and it's about binding beautiful girls to a tagged world and exploiting their abilities~

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Thorn Manor

Horse hooves trampled the grass, wheels rolled over the mud, and on the narrow country road, villagers, frightened, hid in the woods on both sides of the road, cautiously casting their varied glances at the approaching large procession from behind the tall trees.

They looked with awe at the guards patrolling beside the carriages, clad in chainmail and carrying longswords and warhammers, wondering what was inside the crates of the three cargo wagons that required such an elite force for protection. They were even more curious about who was seated in the first, exceptionally luxurious carriage.

This was none other than Zhuang Sen, who was on his way to take up his new post at Thorn Manor.

He strictly adhered to Count Cross's rule that he could only bring twenty people and five hundred gold coins worth of supplies. He only brought twelve vengeful female warriors rented from the Temple of Aranta, four ordinary blacksmiths willing to be hired, and one loyal and reliable female accountant who had worked for Lady Lia for a long time. That made up seventeen people in total.