Star Forge Titan

Sweat continued to pour out, and after losing his magical disguise, his true appearance was exposed. Even his dyed hair gradually returned to its usual golden color under the influence of sweat because there was no magical assistance.

But Donald's changing appearance did not make those women who had already gone crazy lose interest. Instead, they became more excited.

So, His Majesty the Emperor had no choice but to rush through the corridor as fast as he could. He seemed to hear the sound of a door opening behind him, but he had no time to look back.

I could only continue to rush forward amid a series of screams.

On the other side, a cloaked man stood there in astonishment as he saw a naked free man rushing past like the wind just after opening the door.

"what happened?"

"Foster doesn't know."

"Neither does Selder."

"Sert doesn't know either."

The three of them said in turn:

But the group of women who appeared afterwards made them immediately understand what had happened.

"Damn it!" Foster was the first to curse. He was the oldest of the three and the older brother of the other two. The long sword at his waist revealed his identity as a warrior.

"Those who are only interested in having fun..." Said followed closely behind. He was the second son in the middle, holding a staff, and was obviously a wizard.

"Damn hedonist!" Sert added finally.

This is a young and handsome boy. He is the youngest of the three brothers, but also the tallest among them.

As loyal believers in a great being, they had to admit that it was not easy to carry out covert operations in a capital city like Lutetia.

The supervision from the Public Security Bureau and the Temple requires any outsiders who are not in the light to act with caution, especially believers like them.

Therefore, the three had to seek cooperation with other believers who had different beliefs from their own.

However, the other party was obviously more casual than expected!

The swarm of women blocked the entire corridor. Due to the agreement made when they formed the alliance, they could not attack each other's subordinates at will. So even though the three of them discovered the target of this trip, they could not rush over in a short time. They could only let the other party run all the way and disappear behind the corner of the distant corridor.

"Go outside!" Foster made an immediate judgment.

The three returned to the room, Foster smashed the window glass with a punch, and Selde, holding a staff, quickly released a spell.

A web-like magical glow wrapped around their feet, and then the three of them, like three humanoid spiders, began to run against gravity, hammering on the wall.

As for Earl Donald running in the corridor, oh, or perhaps it would be more direct to say that His Majesty Donald Carolingian was anxiously looking for a hiding place.

As a Linde gentleman, due to his age and experience, he was not as familiar as other Linde nobles with searching for a hiding place while naked and under the pursuit of others.

Fortunately, for every young Linde gentleman, this kind of thing should be like breathing, an innate instinct.

So, the moment he turned the corner, Donald noticed a place where he might want to try.

The heavy curtains completely obscured his figure, and the frantic ladies did not notice the protruding curtain. They screamed "Where are you? Count!" and continued to chase forward through the corridor.

Just as Donald secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a hand gently stroking his most exposed bulge.

Donald pulled open the curtains stiffly and saw a face smiling like a flower facing him.

Ms. Tiole smiled and looked at the handsome man in front of her.

"What a chance meeting, Count."

Chapter 109: Escaping from Danger

"It's very rude to deliberately avoid a lady's passion."

Ms. Tiole said with a smile, and something seemed to be surging under her long dark green skirt, making Donald's eyes twitch.

Compared to the other ladies and young ladies who have almost completely turned into crazy female beasts, this big sister, who is like a ripe fruit, with a gorgeous appearance and a voluptuous figure, looks almost normal on the surface, and her mind is very normal. She has not lost her self and ability to think.

Furthermore, Ms. Thiolle was one of the founders of the Moulin Rouge, Lutetia's largest bar and cabaret. Judging by the equity distribution alone, it could be said that this brothel, which brought pleasure to so many gentlemen, was essentially hers alone.

By this time, most of Donald's doubts had been resolved.

Although he was privately called "fool's gold" by others, referring to his appearance as excellent as gold, his essence was cheap and useless pyrite. But in fact...

Although Donald is lustful, playful and lazy, that is because he knows that Linde does not need a ruler who works diligently and holds the emperor's scepter tightly.

This man's dream is to live a leisurely life like a tropical fish in an aquarium. He is not a real fool, at best he is just a salted fish.

But now, the culprit who had used magic to twist the minds of the ladies, causing them to display the hunger of wild beasts and the madness of demons, was standing before His Majesty the Tropical Fish. Furthermore, the other party's hand was only 0.001 centimeters away from his vital point!

Donald swallowed his saliva. He saw Ms. Tiole's nails, painted with dark purple nail polish, gradually lengthened, gradually turning into curved claws with a charming purple color. Although the claws were only scratching the air lightly at the moment, he didn't dare to move at all.

At this moment, Donald, who was as frank as a newborn baby, only had a magic ring on him. The other magical items and alchemical equipment had been torn away during the struggle. Considering that the women were already under his control, it was hard to say whether this was not intentional.

As for this magic ring, its greatest function is... to call for help.

Donald had realized something was amiss in the room earlier, but to avoid alerting the other party, he had to quietly stall for time. It was only when he was forced to flee that he immediately activated the communication magic attached to it to call for help.

But the accompanying guards did not show up for a long time. It was obvious that they were probably being held back by someone, or they simply did not realize that there was a problem here.

"Hahahahahaha, I didn't expect that you would find me first, my dear madam." Donald showed an exceptionally hearty smile with his naked body, as if he didn't see the pair of sharp claws.

Because of the loss of the magic item and the washing of sweat, Donald's appearance has turned into his true appearance, that is, his usual blond, disgusting and handsome form that looks like the public enemy of men.

At other times, the noble ladies and young ladies would have immediately revealed an infatuated look upon seeing the smile on His Majesty Donald's face. After all, in terms of appearance alone, Donald, as the product of the Carolingian royal family's eugenics, was still very outstanding.

However, the fact that he was posing with such an expression in a completely natural and unrestrained manner would only make the ladies immediately shout "there is a pervert", while the mature women would probably swallow their saliva while screaming.

In short, there was no shyness on Madame Thiole's face, but instead she showed an even more charming smile.

"Count, you look even cuter now than usual."

As she spoke, the "cutie" surging beneath her skirt peeked out from the edge of the fabric. It was a dozen tentacles of varying thickness, each with sharp fangs at the end.

This is not the view under the skirt that I want to see!

Despite the mad roar in his heart and the throbbing pain in his head, Donald's eyes were always looking straight ahead and there was no fear on his face.

This blond handsome guy, who is in a completely natural state, straightened his chest and hips, and took the initiative to approach the "lady" in front of him with an exceptionally upright posture, with strong love emanating from his eyes.

"No, in this garden, all the praise should belong to you, my lady." The blond disgusting handsome man took a rose from the vase next to him with ease, put it in his mouth and walked forward with an elegant and standard court pace.

Then he actually recited his latest sonnet to Ms. Thiole, who had already revealed her inhuman features.

"I beg you to love me, to love me! Yes, love! Love without mercy!"

"A kind love, never showing off, never teasing, exclusive, unwavering, honest love!"

"Without any disguise, transparent, pure and spotless! Shape, beauty, the subtleties of love, the interest of love, your hands, your kisses, your charming eyes, your warm, white, enchanting..."

"Oh," Mrs. Tiole exclaimed softly, and the smile on her face became more and more intense. She let Donald hold her hand, and was even pushed against the wall by him.

pat!

Donald pressed his other hand hard against the wall, looking down at the mature and beautiful 'lady' in front of him, whose skirt might be bigger than his own.

His expression did not waver at all, his eyes were extremely focused, and the verses of praise he uttered were uninterrupted, just like a submachine gun in courtship, continuous and endless.

The handsome blond young man kept reciting words of love as if he didn't need to breathe, as if the love burning in his heart made oxygen no longer necessary for him.

Finally, he pushed Ms. Tiole directly into a bedroom.

The bedroom in the Moulin Rouge was certainly not a proper bedroom. Stepping on the petals scattered all over the snow-white wool carpet, Donald pushed Ms. Thiole towards the big bed. He stood beside the bed with an almost brutal attitude, shaking his chest muscles while looking down at the lady whose face was now flushed.

"My love, please wait a moment, let me get over this disgusting sweat, and then I will continue to express my love to you!"

As he said this, he backed into the bathroom with an obsessed look in his eyes. Without waiting for the other party to react, he immediately leaned his head out from the side, still holding the gorgeous red rose in his mouth.

"wait for me!"

Donald swung his golden hair and slammed the bathroom door shut. Soon the sound of running water and someone scrubbing and slapping themselves could be heard from inside.

However, the reality was that after closing the door, Donald immediately pressed his body against the door and began to gasp for breath, his entire body shaking.

What did I do? What did I do? What did I just do!?!

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do now!?!

There is an evil demon lying on the bed outside the door!

Save me! Sister!

Donald slapped his thigh and glanced across the bathroom.

He nervously glanced at the door, then at the obviously inappropriate toilet drain. Finally, the traditional skill of the Linde men made him focus his eyes on the open vent above the water tank.

Chapter 110: Speed ​​and Passion (Part 1)

"How many times has this happened?"

Looking at Ivan who opened the hood again, Diana, who was sitting in the driver's seat, couldn't help but complain:

"Experiments always come with all sorts of problems. I promise there will be absolutely no problems this time."

After completing the modification of the shockwave magic engine for the tenth time with [Reshaping the World], Alvin sat back in the car with a relaxed look on his face.

Although there was a ready-made blueprint to refer to and his hands-on ability was pretty good, this new engine still exposed various problems when it was actually put into operation.

Fortunately, after several modifications, the current 'V6 Shockwave Magic Engine Modified Version' can ensure long-term stable operation.

After estimating the engine's power and size, Ivan was somewhat surprised to discover he had unexpectedly acquired a lightweight, high-power engine. He could even consider applying this engine to other types of magical machinery, such as the power armor he was most familiar with, or even larger powered armor.

At the same time, the magic taxi the two were riding in had also arrived near the Gate of Heaven, and this was also the most prosperous street in the downtown area.

This street is filled with canary cage-like casinos, bars of various styles, dance halls, and even large steamy public baths, providing the perfect city of Lutetia with a variety of entertainment that is neither presentable nor 'perfect'.

Therefore, this street is also called Happy Street, but residents of the downtown area prefer to call it - Depravity Street.

It is obvious that the downtown area has become a gathering place for the poor who are struggling to survive, but this street appears to be as bustling and noisy as the upper city. However, all this is just an appearance.

Beneath its glamorous appearance, Pleasure Street, or Fallen Street, is a place as decadent and sinful as its nickname.

Countless desperate people have turned to crime here, or sold their last dignity, turning from human beings into beasts, from human beings into playthings or even worse.

Ivan noticed that Diana, who usually had a blank expression on her face, now had a slightly cold expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" He put his hand on the car window and asked calmly:

"I don't like this place." Diana said in a low voice with an expressionless face, looking at the bustling street scene outside the car window, which was illuminated by gas lamps and magic lamps.

For some reason, Alvin heard a hint of indignation and helplessness in it.

"Then change him." The black-haired boy said in a very calm tone.

This answer was somewhat unexpected for Diana. She had expected the usual responses, such as, "There's nothing we can do about it," "People have to live their lives," and "This is downtown."

But Alvin said directly that if you don’t like it, just change it, and his tone was casual as if it was a matter of course.

"Strange guy." Diana muttered softly. At this moment, she looked like a girl, instead of her usual expressionless and cold look.

"Ha, you're not the first person to say that." Alvin smiled slightly, thinking of the Demon King who should be busy handling government affairs in the distance.

I wonder how Afrediya is doing now? Going from princess to demon king, such a huge change of identity must be difficult to adjust to, right?

It’s a pity that I can’t stay in Elrond to help her. After all, there are so many things to do if I want to change the future of this world.

However, the two men seemed to have completely overlooked the fact that the lower town on the outskirts of Lutetia was a deep-rooted problem.

And all the deep-rooted problems lead to the inevitability of its occurrence.

The effort and cost required to change such things are often difficult for ordinary people to accept.

But neither Irwin nor Diana talked about this, as if what really mattered wasn't the method of change or the ability to change enough to make things change.

But it’s more simple... want to, or not want to.

The taxi stopped by the roadside, not far away was the famous Moulin Rouge.

At the intersection ahead, pedestrians are crossing the intersection in an orderly manner under the command of the traffic police officer responsible for road traffic management.

Suddenly, Alvin heard the sound of "pa ji, pa ji" footsteps coming from far away.

The person who came was obviously not wearing shoes, otherwise he would not have made such strange footsteps.

Diana obviously noticed the sound as well, so they both looked in the direction of the sound.

Then, their eyes widened immediately.

"Taxi!!!!!!!" From the Moulin Rouge, a cry of grief and indignation rose from the ground with a momentum that could break through the sky.

I saw a blond young man who had wrapped the shower curtain around his crotch as if it were a robe. He was spreading his white and slender legs due to lack of sun exposure and exercise, and rushing towards this side at lightning speed.