Monster Girl Development Master.

The shadows gathered in his hand, transforming into a sphere exuding a dangerous aura—the bloodline ability [Shadow Sphere]!

Jem Leon grinned maliciously at Zhuang Sen. He wasn't completely out of his mind and controlled his strength; he wouldn't kill Zhuang Sen, but breaking a few bones was inevitable. This level of conflict wouldn't have mattered even if Count Cross were here, and it would be enough to make little Zhuang Sen suffer.

However, his laughter had barely left his lips when a fierce gaze extinguished his smugness. Dantalian's pupils narrowed, and he said in a stiff tone, "Mr. Jem Leon, are you provoking our Temple of Aranta, a distinguished guest of our Church of Nemesis?"

The vengeful female warriors stationed throughout the hall cast serious glances in this direction, their spears and battle axes already raised.

Jem Leon stared at this scene in utter astonishment, especially at Dantalian's golden vertical pupils. In this world, there is only one possibility that can make eyes like this: a bloodline user, or even a genius bloodline user who reveals a part of the true form of their bloodline upon awakening!

How could that be? Aren't only Bishop Rosa and Priestess Loris bloodline holders at the Temple of Aranta?!

And why is this genius so close to Zhuang Sen?

VIP? What makes him VIP?!

Jem Lyon couldn't manage a laugh, but he had to admit his acting was quite good. He maintained his composure, his expression returning to calm, and said in his usual tone, "Sister Dantalian, have you been deceived by my dear brother? He's only tenth in the line of succession; there's absolutely no way he could become an earl."

Dantalian revealed an undisguised look of disgust. Now that she had decided to support Zhuang Sen, she naturally wouldn't mince words with the others: "Zhuang Sen, is he really your brother?"

"It's a pity, judging from his bloodline, yes." Zhuang Sen stroked his chin and laughed, "But that's probably why his mother doesn't like him; she's got something wrong with her head."

Jem Leon stared coldly at Johnson, but did not continue to make a move, because Loris had already walked over: "Mr. Jem Leon, please do not cause trouble in the temple, or I will be in a difficult position."

As fellow level three bloodline users, Jem Leon, who had only awakened once, could not possibly be a match for Loris.

He took a deep breath, gave Zhuang Sen one last, intense look, and turned to leave. This trip wasn't entirely in vain, he thought. At least he now knew Zhuang Sen's trump card: he'd only managed to get involved with a bloodline member from the Temple of Aranta. Judging by her appearance, she wasn't even as strong as the Bloodthirsty Bees, so her power shouldn't be that great.

Just then, Zhuang Sen's voice suddenly drifted over again: "Dantrian, look at that person, doesn't he look like a dog?"

Jem Leon, who thought he had walked away in style, clenched his fists and stepped out of the temple.

Just you wait, Johnson Leon, I'm going to crush your hopes with my own hands!

Chapter Nine: Interlude

As dusk fell, he bid farewell to Dantalian Johnson and returned to the manor, a smile he couldn't hide on his face.

What a fruitful day!

The Church's full support, the development of Dantalian's bloodline, and the suspect who proactively came to his door—each of these things was something Zhuang Sen should be happy about. Yes, he was happy about these things, nothing more... but he should still go take a shower first.

Zhuang Sen walked through the doorway, forcibly diverting his attention: "Speaking of which, does bloodline synchronization trigger as long as Dantalian increases bloodline concentration, or does it require using system functions to enhance it, or even using inheritance to trigger it?"

However, this problem can only be solved when other development features are used on Dantalian next time.

Unable to distract himself, Johnson could only look at the courtyard next to the corridor. The dim sunset was not too dark yet, instead giving the colorful flowers in the courtyard a golden new coat. Lia Farau sat on the bench, the sunlight stopping at her toes, leaving only a deep shadow.

It looked so lonely, even a little desolate.

This is understandable. After all, his only son has died, the murderer cannot be found, and he has to pretend that everything is normal in front of outsiders and treat Zhuang Sen as his son. Zhuang Sen felt that he was about to break down.

However, she was soon able to relax, as the plan was progressing very smoothly.

As Zhuang Sen was thinking, he suddenly met a pair of calm blue eyes.

"Zhuang Sen, you're back. How are you?"

Caught red-handed, Johnson climbed over the fence and stood before Leah Farau: "The plan is going well. I think we can move on to the next step."

"Really?" Leah Farau stared intently at Zhuang Sen, as if trying to read something from his face. Zhuang Sen was used to her excited reaction to the mention of revenge, and briefly recounted the events of the day, omitting any mention of the system.

As she listened to Zhuang Sen speak, Lia Farau gradually calmed down and released her grip on Zhuang Sen's hand: "You're right, we can indeed move on to the next step, but how can we ensure that all those guys are gathered together?"

Johnson's plan was simple, consisting of only three steps. The first step was to use the competition to lure his brothers and sisters with the so-called awakening potion. In fact, Leah Farau had indeed prepared this, which cost a lot of money. In any case, this step had been completed.

The second step was what he did today: preparing the fishing net to catch all the fish he had lured in. Thanks to Dantalian, this step went much more smoothly than Zhuang Sen had expected, so he added extra bait, preparing for a big catch to reduce the difficulty of subsequent operations.

The final, third step, which is what he is about to do, is to get the caravan, the bait, moving to attract the fish, so that he can then go and harvest them with his fishing net.

In plain terms, he needed to act in a manner consistent with "intelligence leak," but also leave suitable loopholes for his brothers and sisters, lest they be too stupid to catch up. And this time, he couldn't use "intelligence leak" again; it would be too obvious.

Zhuang Sen had considered this: "Why don't we have the caravan set off ahead of time and take the less traveled paths known only to the locals? There should be such places, right?"

Leah Farau nodded: "Of course there are, quite a few, but that's not enough... I know, let the caravan split up, pretend to escape in batches, and then let the caravan that actually has the Awakening Potion leave a gap. That should be enough."

Johnson understood what Leah Farau meant: "When they think they've found my weakness, my target, and can control me, I'll bring the church people over and kill them."

Mingxiu plank road, dark Chencang.

However, even the feigned attempt to secretly cross the river was a ruse; in reality, it was a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

"But in that case, can the caravan be trusted?"

The caravan's manpower and fighting strength were already no match for a group of noble scions' private armies, let alone the fact that some of these nobles were of noble blood. Now that they had split up their forces, they were even less of a match for them. Although the destruction of the caravan wouldn't affect the plan and might even make Jim Leon and his men careless, Johnson was still somewhat hesitant.

Leah Farau looked at Johnson, a fleeting look of nostalgia crossing her eyes. Her son was just as kind, what a pity...

“Their loyalty is trustworthy, just like Lydia’s loyalty to me, and I will repay them with what they deserve.”

Zhuang Sen was still not quite convinced. Although people are said to die for money, when faced with imminent death, most people would still prioritize saving their lives, especially when facing the greatest danger with a team carrying awakening potions.

"It seems we need to set off ahead of schedule. Let Priestess Loris go there early and hide in that group. This will put those people at ease and also be a precaution."

"If you think this is better, then do it this way; it will save me some money."

Leah Faro looked at Johnson with mixed feelings. Her son didn't have such a flexible mind, let alone the ability to create a level 5 bloodline awakening potion and persuade the Church of Vengeance to take sides.

But they all look exactly the same.

Having made his decision, Zhuang Sen immediately prepared to find Loris. After all, the current Earl of Leon, Cross Leon, could return at any time, and then the fish wouldn't dare to run away, rendering his plan futile. Besides, there was no need to worry about Cross Leon settling scores after his return. Not only was this kind of "raising poisonous insects" practiced by noble bloodlines—Cross Leon himself had done it in the past—but even if he suddenly went mad, Lia Farau would help him fend for himself; the Farau family was right next to the Leon territory.

Even if Leah Farau felt that she had taken her revenge and that Zhuang Sen was no longer useful, Zhuang Sen could still cling to the Church of Revenge, so everything would be foolproof—as long as he wasn't caught with indefensible evidence.

Zhuang Sen got up and left in a hurry. Lia Farau subconsciously reached out her hand, but stopped when she was about to touch Zhuang Sen. In the end, she just watched Zhuang Sen's figure disappear into the porch again.

"Madam, is there anything you wish to instruct the young master?"

A spirited voice came from the side; it was Lydia, Lydia Farau's guardian knight and her most trusted confidante.

But she was unaware of Zhuang Sen's true identity.

Leah Farau pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head: "No, let's go back to the room. We need to hurry up and arrange for the ravens to deliver the message."

"Yes, ma'am."

The female knight bent down to help Lia Farau to her feet, but a hint of doubt lingered in her green eyes. She sensed something strange about the relationship between the young master and his mistress ever since his serious injury. Moreover, the young master had suddenly become cheerful and outgoing, even going out alone for several days in a row…

However, she was just thinking about it; it had nothing to do with her. She only needed to obey the lady's orders.

Soon, several ravens flapped their wings and flew into the night, disappearing into the distance.

Chapter Ten: Departure

A black crow swept past the full moon and landed on the shoulder of the man in military uniform, but the place was already full. The hoarse cries of the crows forced the newcomer to land on the table, where it scrambled to eat the dried meat, while the man took the letter from its claws.

The flickering candlelight illuminated half of the man's face, but it couldn't dispel the gloomy atmosphere emanating from it. The unfolded letter exuded a strong scent of ink, clearly indicating that it had been brought in a hurry, as the ink was still wet.

Just like the other dozen or so letters.

Cross Leon, the current Earl of Leon and the Minister of Intelligence of the Fallen Star Kingdom, skillfully skipped over the polite words and praise at the beginning of the letter and extracted the truly important information from the text. And unsurprisingly, this was consistent with the other dozen or so letters.

First, Johnson Leon is about to awaken, and he is of the Falau family's Holy Eagle bloodline.

Second, many people want to sabotage Zhuang Sen's awakening and are gathering manpower to steal his awakening potion.

Third, the above two points have been confirmed by the Church of Nemesis, and the Church has publicly announced that it will send one hundred Nemesis Warriors to escort Johnson to retrieve his Awakening Potion.

Fourth, the church's reason was that Zhuang Sen helped a nun named Dantalian awaken a level four bloodline.

Aside from these four points, you don't need to read any of the other claims of taking credit, cutting ties, or expressing loyalty; anyone who believes a single one of them is a fool.

Tossing the letter into the pile of papers, Cross looked out at the moonlight and murmured, "So Johnson's got connections with the Church of Nemesis? Is that why he's still alive?"

The moonlight slowly shifted and disappeared into the dense forest. Kross stood up: "Prepare the horses, let's go to Meteorite City!"

……

"My lord, the horses are ready."

"Go down." Zhuang Sen nodded to the servant who came to deliver the message, then looked at Lia Farau who was walking over, a filial smile on his face: "Mother, is there anything else you need?"

It has now been four days since Dantalian's awakening, and the Church has fulfilled all of Johnson's requests, including yesterday's additional request to allow Loris to depart ahead of schedule. She should have already arrived in Meteorite City by now, although nominally she is going to another place.

Meanwhile, the big fish that Zhuang Sen wanted to catch have all made a move. The notarization of the Church of Revenge has been even more effective than Zhuang Sen had imagined, and many people have already gone out to "hunt".

Leah Farau's face still wore a sorrowful expression, but her eyes gleamed with fire, and her calm tone couldn't hide her excitement: "That's all, Johnson. I have nothing more to teach you, just be careful."

"I know, but the sooner we get the stuff back, the sooner we can be at ease, right?" Zhuang Sen spread his arms, letting the servant put a breastplate on him. Because of this, he didn't speak too clearly, making it seem like he was talking about the awakening potion.

But Leah Farau knew, of course, that this wasn't about the awakening potion; Johnson was referring to the murderer's life, or rather, the lives of all the Leons caught in this trap. The caravan was all prepared, the pretext for acquittal was secure, and the support from the Temple of Aranta made everything much easier; revenge was within reach.

She pursed her lips, looking at Zhuang Sen's familiar face, her mind a jumble of emotions, and blurted out, "Zhuang Sen, maybe I should come too..."

"Jonson."

The beautiful woman's elegant voice was interrupted by a crisp greeting. Dantalian walked over from the other side, already dressed in armor. However, unlike Johnson, who was fully armed, Dantalian only had a helmet and a simple breastplate... or perhaps a chest protector?

The poor steel plate couldn't even completely block Dantalian's breasts; it barely protected the area around her chest.

Noticing Zhuang Sen's gaze, Dantalian said helplessly, "Lord Zhuang Sen, I really can't find suitable armor..."

Before she could finish speaking, there was a snapping sound, and the tormented straps broke. The metal sheet fell limply, and her finally free breasts bounced and fell excitedly. Even though they were restricted by the nun's habit, the surging curves were still breathtaking, once again capturing Zhuang Sen's gaze.

Dantalian covered her chest in embarrassment, shielding herself from Zhuang Sen's burning gaze. Lia Farau, watching this scene, frowned involuntarily. She remembered this nun was already 26 years old? Only six years younger than her. Although she was good-looking, she wasn't suitable for Zhuang Sen.

With revenge in sight, Lia Farau also had some free time.

In short, Dantalian was going to go with Johnson as one of the supporters of the Church of Vengeance. Moreover, unlike Loris, who was arranged to leave early and pretend to go on a mission, she was just a bloodline user who had awakened once.

If you bring along a level 3 bloodline user like Lolis who has undergone a second awakening, you won't be able to catch any fish. Zhuang Sen's brothers and sisters won't have the power to fight back, so they naturally won't come out to deliver themselves.

Dantalian is alright; even though she's publicly recognized as having a level four bloodline, her awakening time is too short, so theoretically her combat strength won't be too high. Zhuang Sen's siblings, however, can still gather eight or nine awakened individuals, since seven out of the nine people ranked ahead of Zhuang Sen have awakened the Shadow Raven bloodline.

"Johnson!" The beautiful woman's raised voice finally drew Johnson's attention. Feeling the questioning look in Johnson's eyes, Lydia Farau picked up Johnson's helmet—the servants had already left when Dantalian came in, leaving only Lydia standing by her side.

"Mother, I'm about to leave. Is there really nothing else you need to tell me?"

"Be careful, nothing is more important than you." Lia Farau put the helmet on Johnson, and subtly glanced at Dantalian out of the corner of her eye, her gaze lingering on her increasingly full and towering breasts.

Johnson nodded. He understood what Leah Farau meant; she was reminding him that he had to get rid of the potential killers—"Nothing is more important than Johnson Leon."

This is what motherly love is like. It's such a pity he doesn't have a mother.

Johnson fastened his helmet and then lifted his visor again, nodding to Leah Farau and saying, "Don't worry, I've already promised you, and this is what I expect too."