Monster Girl Development Master.

However, now that there is a [Shared Book Catalog], Celine can easily continue to stay in touch with Zhuang Sen, and even bring back more [Record Pages]. She can still chat with Zhuang Sen every day, and even engage in literary love.

"I like Zhuang Sen the most~"

Celine expressed her joy with her actions, ignoring Piper's wide, round eyes, and kissed Johnson fiercely, leaving hickeys all over his face and neck.

……

Having completed the most crucial task of passing on the torch, Zhuang Sen pondered what to do next.

There's actually quite a bit to do: the Lamia's Nest can now recruit new monster girls, and he has to go there; he hasn't visited the captured Colm Farau and Lilith Farau yet, and he should go see his aunt; he wonders if Count Came and his people have figured out anything yet, and he wonders what changes the Sacred Scale Fruit and the blood of Lysander and Piper will undergo in their hands.

Nia's new rune equipment needs his judgment on whether it's worth mass-producing; Hana's perfume has also released its first batch, and he needs to go and take a look; Dantalian needs his help to review the new bill; Mira's experiment seems to have made progress and needs to be reported; there's also Ange's business plan, Lydia's Knights reform plan, and even Lym wants to drag Johnson along to play boomerang... This doesn't even include invitations from other nearby nobles, requests from vassals, and other things that are optional.

After much deliberation, Zhuang Sen decided to go and check out Lamia's lair first.

A new monster girl equals new power, equals a new level of bloodline development. And Lamia, unlike the slime, is unlikely to be innocent and naive, allowing for the acquisition of more information. On the other hand, Auntie is locked in the dungeon and can't escape, and the wives will almost certainly end up in bed together. So why not just discuss these things while having sex at night? As for the Bloodline Cult, there's no rush; if they make any progress, they'll definitely come to Zhuang Sen hoping to obtain more material.

The only place that would really not react if Johnson didn't go was Lamia's lair, so he decided on that. Plus, he could see Nia, Hana, and Dantalian along the way. He could also bring Lyme along so she could throw boomerangs... She'd better just want to play with boomerangs.

Zhuang Sen announced the upcoming schedule, and Mrs. Liya smiled indulgently: "You take them. I want to treat my dear sister well and have a good time."

Lysander wanted to go with her, but seeing Piper, she patted her sister's head helplessly: "I need to study the technology for breeding warhorses, you go ahead, dear."

Piper, suppressed by her sister's ruthless iron fist, chose to stay at home, feeling utterly helpless.

So only Celine, Lydia who acted as the coachman, and the carefree Lym followed Johnson out.

On the way, Zhuang Sen was raped by the slime and the red dragon girl in the carriage.

There is also the headless horseman.

……

The Temple of Aranta was surrounded by a surging crowd, with carriages piled up, many of which had to be stopped two streets away. However, none of this affected the esteemed Earl. Wherever the carriage bearing the black raven emblem went, the crowd naturally parted to make way, allowing Zhuang Sen to enter the temple with ease, as always.

Because of Bishop Rosa's repeated requests, Zhuang Sen no longer greeted her and went straight to Dantalian's room. As he approached the room, Zhuang Sen could still sense Dantalian's presence, which was not surprising, as the Great Beauty was always very good at guessing his thoughts.

Pushing open the door, amidst the dark green walls eroded by the Egg of Lamia, Zhuang Sen immediately saw the beautiful and holy Dantalian sitting at her desk. Her nun's habit, though unchanged in style but updated in size, clung to her voluptuous body. Her perfect peach-shaped breasts pressed against the solid wood chair, leaving erotic round marks. Since she was in the room, she wasn't wearing shoes, revealing her beautiful feet in black stockings. She slightly raised her toes, and the white skin at her heels peeked through the black stockings, releasing a seductive signal.

"Dantrian, thank you for your hard work."

Zhuang Sen flew up and hugged the adorable girl, who returned the hug and kiss, leaving love marks on Zhuang Sen's face with her full red lips: "And what's the reward?"

Zhuang Sen pointed helplessly to the bouncy jelly in his arms: "It's been stolen."

Lym looked up, completely bewildered, then reluctantly separated a wisp of turbid liquid from his body, which was bounced back into Dantalian's body: "Silly girl, eat yours."

After a brief moment of casual intimacy, the old married couple, Zhuang Sen, not forgetting his business, got up and went to the Lamia Egg on Dantalian's bed. He placed his hand on the egg, which was now half a person's height, and the system immediately popped up a notification.

Lamia's Lair: Lamia's Secret Room

Number of beginner Lamia available for recruitment: 1

Zhuang Sen chose to recruit.

The dark green room began to flicker, and a highly toxic mist seemed to surge from the walls, floor, and ceiling, seeping into Lamia's Egg and enveloping it in a giant cocoon. Then, a cracking sound came from within the cocoon, growing louder and clearer until, suddenly, a pure white hand with slender fingers pierced through the cocoon, tearing it apart.

A completely naked Lamia, with dark green scales and white hair, appeared before Zhuang Sen.

Her large, firm breasts were beautifully shaped, and the rosy hue made them appear even whiter and more delicate. Her truly slender waist was fair and smooth, as if boneless. Her alluring, snake-like face was captivating, and although she smiled broadly, it gave off a dangerous feeling that one could not fully trust.

—This is probably what is meant by a femme fatale.

“A red dragon, a noble superior being, a poor slime… My dear master, you are truly benevolent.”

Lamia spoke seductively, her snake tail swaying as she moved closer to Zhuang Sen, reaching out to touch his face, and succeeded.

Ok?

Lamia was stunned. She looked at Celine and then at Dantalian, wondering if she was hallucinating. But neither the Holy Lamia nor the Red Dragon Girl should have the ability to create hallucinations.

slap~

Zhuang Sen slapped her pert, round, sexy buttocks: "Don't just stand there like an idiot, tell me your name first?"

Lamia's body trembled slightly, and a faint honey-like fluid flowed from her cloaca, which was hidden by scales. The alluring femme fatale immediately became submissive, pressing her entire body against Zhuang Sen: "Whatever Master wants me to be called, then I'll be called that~"

Zhuang Sen pinched the firm, elastic flesh of her buttocks and smiled, "Then from now on, you'll be called Gou Sheng (Dog Leftover)?"

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Chapter 180: The House Collapses at Light Speed

"If you insist, then I will do as you say."

Lamia looked at Zhuang Sen with a pitiful expression, her words filled with sympathy and affection, perfectly embodying a delicate flower being bullied by a bully. Her charming and alluring appearance did not detract from this feeling; on the contrary, it amplified its appeal—she was a complete drama queen.

Both being newborns, how come all Lem knows how to do is squeeze water except for boomerangs?

Zhuang Sen pinched Lem's cheek. Lem, who was waving a boomerang, looked over in confusion, then went back to playing with the boomerang.

You're such an idiot.

"Fine, you can just call her Rani then." Zhuang Sen pushed Rani away, pressing on her chest. "You're so smart, you should know what I want to ask you right now, right?"

Rani puffed out her chest, engulfing Zhuang Sen's small hand with her soft, beautiful breasts, while revealing a charming smile, her scarlet forked tongue flickering: "Of course, Master, my measurements are 68, 45, 70, and I was just born today..."

Dantalian's eyes flickered slightly, and Rani immediately became honest: "My Lord, don't be in such a hurry. Anyway, you can even accept brainless creatures like slimes, so can't you tolerate me a little?"

Dantalian pulled Zhuang Sen into her arms and hugged him, pressing her ample breasts against his face, and calmly said, "Don't you have a brain either?"

Rani hung her head dejectedly: "Alright, alright, but I don't know much either. I only know that Lord Zhuangsen is my master and father, and I was born because of him. By the way, Lord High Race, you are my mother, since your bloodline is in the nest... Is there anything else you want to know?"

Zhuang Sen peeked out from Dantalian's chest: "Where did you get your knowledge, your personality, and so on?"

Rani shrugged: "It's in my blood. By the way, Father, I'm so hungry..."

Dantalian curled her tail and tossed the pastries from her desk to Rani: "Eat them."

“Mother, you’re so stingy! It wouldn’t hurt if I had a bite of Father’s food.” Rani munched on her pastry. “At worst, we can just kick this slime away. These idiots probably won’t even realize they’ve been abandoned—gaaah!”

Zhuang Sen caught the boomerang that flew back from Rani's head and returned it to Lym, who was still looking bewildered. He then said to the teary-eyed Rani, "It seems you still need some training. For now, you'll work with Dantalian. When Dantalian agrees, you can come back and eat your share."

Rani immediately threw herself at Zhuang Sen, tears streaming down her face, "Father, please don't, I can't help it—"

"It's alright, I'll help you." Dantalian smiled warmly and gently patted Rani's shoulder. "After all, I'm practically your mother."

"Gah?!"

Rani felt like her shoulder was about to crack. She finally realized how much she had gone wrong. She stood up straight, head bowed, and apologized: "I'm sorry, Master, Mama Dantalian, I was just joking."

She still hasn't apologized to Lyme.

What angered Zhuang Sen and Dantalian, or rather worried them, was this: unlike the monster girls like Dantalian and the others, the ones created by the nest were far too monster girls, lacking the moral values ​​of modern humans, and had to be strictly disciplined! Especially with someone as vicious as Lamia, if they were allowed to grow freely and wildly, who knows what they would become.

Fortunately, Johnson's orders were effective, and Dantalian's suppression was unexpectedly powerful. Rani went from being an elegant, mysterious, scheming, and alluring vixen when she first appeared to a pitiful comedian, who didn't seem too difficult to train.

"Alright, let's start by talking about the skills and knowledge you possess..."

Zhuang Sen clapped his hands, easing the tension. The undeniably idiotic Lem, though still confused about what had happened, happily grinned and stuck close to Zhuang Sen.

Johnson~Peace of mind~

……

The conversation with Rani lasted for a while, but unfortunately, apart from gaining a clearer understanding of Lamia's "distorted values," there wasn't much else to be learned. So, Zhuang Sen got up, preparing to start his business, but before that, he took the rapier he had picked up from Nia earlier from Lydia: "This is a birthday present for you. Listen to Dantalian."

Lani looked at the exquisite rapier that was handed to her. Intricate dwarven runes surrounded the beautiful blade, and the hilt was engraved with reliefs that conformed to the aesthetics of the Lamia race. Even the hilt was inlaid with a deep green gem. It was clear that it was made with great care and was not just some random roadside item.

Rani paused for a moment, then instinctively said seductively, "Master~ You gave me such a wonderful gift, all I can do to repay you is~ Waaah?!"

Dantalian withdrew her hand: "Don't get aroused so easily."

Although she was hit again, Rani was not discouraged at all. She carefully put away Johnson's gift and placed it next to Lamia's Egg. Her actions were very elegant... if you ignored the strange noises she occasionally made and the water stains on the floor.

Well, Lamia is Lamia after all. While the bad side cannot be ignored, the good side cannot be denied either. They are indeed smarter and more capable than slimes.

……

"Alright, let's go back."

Zhuang Sen stretched, finishing the second major task of the day. "Time to rest and recharge for the big battle!"

You'd better talk to Falau.

Dantalian affectionately kissed Zhuang Sen's forehead, picked him up, and walked out. The others naturally followed, and even Lani cleverly found the nun's clothes Dantalian had prepared in the room, transformed into human form, and followed! They wouldn't be able to see their master again soon, so they had to hurry!

Damn it! I should have known better than to belittle that slime before. Otherwise, it might be all lovey-dovey with its beloved owner right now!

Amidst Rani's regret, the group arrived at the temple's front hall and bumped into another group.

The group consisted of both men and women, but mostly women, thirteen in total. They were all dressed neatly in formal attire from the Church of the Furies, exuding an aura of faith and fanaticism, their sharp eyes seeming to hold a grudge against everyone. Or to put it more bluntly, a bunch of people overflowing with superiority, considering themselves above everyone else.

Zhuang Sen sensed trouble brewing.

Before he could speak, the older woman who appeared to be the leader of the group struck first, shouting at Dantalian, "Nun over there, what are you doing?! Don't you know men aren't allowed in the temple?! How dare you hold him so impurely! Or is this boy your child? How utterly unclean..."

Old Deng is quite eloquent; he speaks loudly, quickly, and clearly, and his words are filled with an annoying sense of superiority. He's really quite skilled.

Zhuang Sen's previously cheerful expression turned cold, and he immediately retorted in an even louder voice: "Shut up, you old woman, are you insulting this Earl?!"

Chapter 181: A Meaningless Struggle

Upon hearing Zhuang Sen's words, the once arrogant old woman instantly lost her haughtiness. Her dry lips twitched several times, but she couldn't say anything more. She wasn't a complete fool; she just hadn't expected that such a childlike, unpretentious boy, being held like a child, would be the local earl.

But from the expressions of the onlookers, especially the nuns of the Aranta Temple, she could tell that Zhuang Sen was not lying. In fact, she had noticed that the expressions of the people around her were not right, but she just thought that Zhuang Sen had a special identity—but if he didn't have a special identity, he wouldn't have been able to enter the inner sanctum!

How could she have guessed that a dignified earl would be so shameless!

At this moment, a middle-aged man standing next to her stepped forward, attempting to speak: "Count..."

"Shut up, you idiot! Did I give you permission to speak?" Zhuang Sen took his arrogance to the extreme, directly interrupting the other party and questioning them in a tone even more offensive than the old woman's before, "Who are you? Who gave you permission to enter Leon Territory? Where are your passes?"

The Fallen Star Kingdom is a typical feudal agrarian kingdom where ordinary people are not allowed to leave their hometowns without permission. Even going to the next village requires reporting to the village official, let alone traveling between different territories. But then again, that applies to ordinary people. These people are clearly church members, and theoretically, they don't need to be managed so strictly. But then again, why are they here to cause trouble, and so clueless of them?

Faced with Zhuang Sen's aggressive questioning, the group felt extremely humiliated. They had never been treated like commoners and were being berated like this before. They couldn't bear it any longer. The middle-aged man who had just tried to speak politely turned pale and said in an icy tone, "Your Excellency, we are inspectors from the Falling Star Kingdom headquarters of the Church of Vengeance. We have received a report and are here to inspect the Aranta Temple for any violations of its doctrines. All our actions are officially endorsed by the Kingdom, and you have no need to question us. Moreover, although you are a count, as a man, your entry into the inner sanctum violates the doctrines of the Church of Vengeance. Not to mention that this nun is so intimate with you, which is a major taboo!"

After finishing his long speech, the middle-aged man felt much better, like someone who had been constipated for days suddenly finding relief. He was extremely confident in the subtle combination of persuasion and pressure in his words. His speech had subtly revealed his noble status and powerful connections, while also refuting and belittling Zhuang Sen, further solidifying his own moral high ground and continuing to suppress the uncivilized nuns of the area. Perfect!

His companions echoed his praise with smiles, their sense of superiority growing even stronger—a bunch of uncivilized country bumpkins, daring to challenge our Lord Wangdu!

Then Zhuang Sen chuckled and asked, "Cerine, what do you think?"