You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

Tsk.

Cecilia rubbed her temples, speechless.

It's true that she was driven to the brink of despair, but the excitement and anticipation hidden beneath that terrified expression were also genuine.

What kind of XP is this? It's so weird!

Fluffy, who was standing to the side, had been pulled behind by Irene and was communicating with Cecilia about why she was being stopped using the unique information waveband of the Little Thunder Group.

Cecilia crossed her arms, a cold smile slowly creeping onto her lips.

Since you so desire to be roughed by Shiloh, then I will grant your wish!

"Well, since you've asked me so earnestly, I can't very well refuse to help you."

Upon hearing Cecilia's words, Elena's expression froze, and she looked at the smiling woman with some suspicion.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Elena's panicked expression subsided slightly, and her eyes darkened as she sensed something was amiss with Cecilia's seemingly "fake good person" demeanor.

咕咚

"Of course it's to help you~ If you faint during this process, you'll just be sleeping through the night. That won't do..."

As she finished speaking, a golden holy light shone from Cecilia's palm, reminding Irene of the help Cecilia had given her on her first occasion.

"Hmm, it's Cecilia's prayer to strengthen her willpower and physical recovery."

Upon hearing Irene's thoughtful explanation, Elena's expression changed, and she wanted to speak up to stop her, but Cecilia's prayer had already descended upon her, clearing her dizzy consciousness.

However, in this scenario, this is not a good thing.

Almost at the same time as Cecilia began to pray, Shiloh's enhanced, ferocious dragon rammed down like a storm, knocking back the words Elena was about to say.

This time, Elena even lost her voice. Her eyes rolled back, and crystal tears streamed from the whites of her eyes. The delicate saliva in her mouth sloshed everywhere, and she could only let out a muffled "oh ho ho" deep in her throat.

At this moment, Elena's large white moon was covered with a flushed red from the impact, and her hips rippled, creating a bewitching visual impact.

puff!

With a low growl from Shiro, a torrent of fiery dragon breath, filled with fury, poured into the quiet back garden, causing Elena's delicate body to convulse violently as if electrocuted.

"Ooh... I'm going to... die..."

After managing to utter her last words, Elena collapsed weakly into the soft pillow after Shiloh released her hands, her body still lingering with pleasure.

*Pfft—Smack!*

Squeak~

The pure white dragon breath dripped stickily onto the sheets, leaving several startling marks on Elena's thighs, which had been bruised and reddened.

Chapter 120 The Return Journey

"Hey~"

Looking at the stunning view before him, Xi Luo whistled lightly, then turned his gaze to the other side, where little Irene's head was perked up high and overflowing with soup from her steamed buns, and smiled, "Little Irene, are you ready?"

"Eh? Hmm..."

Irene's body trembled slightly. Recalling the incredible scene she had just witnessed, she felt a sweet, throbbing pain in her abdomen. The sweet broth from the steamed buns overflowed, wetting her dark purple underwear.

As Shiloh pressed the ferocious dragon's head against the girl's delicate, innocent breasts, Cecilia said with some concern, "Little Irene, don't push yourself. Elena is tough, you..."

Although Irene knew she was no match for Elena, she couldn't suppress her desire to entrust everything to her master, her brother.

So Irene turned to Cecilia and pleaded, "Sister Cecilia, could you please cast a prayer for me?"

Seeing that she couldn't persuade the little girl, Cecilia could only sigh and then offer her prayers.

"Hey, you'd better control yourself later, don't mistake little Irene for Elena."

Cecilia was still a little worried, so she hugged Shilo from behind, leaned close to his ear, and whispered something.

Shiloh was naturally sensible, but upon hearing Cecilia's words, a mischievous thought arose in his mind.

"Oh? Then shouldn't someone take on more responsibility later?"

Xi Luo reached behind his back and kneaded the snowy, smooth moon, enjoying its warm, soft, and supple texture, and said teasingly.

Cecilia, finding the teasing unbearable, blushed and lowered her head, resting her forehead weakly against the back of Shiloh's neck, murmuring, "Hmph, I... I'm not afraid of you..."

"Hehehe..."

After a period of flirting, Shiloh gently plucked Irene's delicate pink flower.

Xi Luo treated the little girl with utmost gentleness, ensuring she wouldn't faint from excessive stimulation.

Even so, Xiao Yilin was exhausted and barely managed to hold on until the end before collapsing weakly onto her side.

"Waaah~ Master, I'm sorry... Irene still didn't do a good job..."

The thought that she hadn't made her master use his full strength at all, and that it was as if he was serving her, filled Irene with immense shame, and her fluorescent blue eyes welled up with tears of grievance.

Seeing this, Xi Luo quickly hugged the little girl, wiped away her tears, rubbed her head, and said softly, "Little Irene, you must believe that this is only temporary. In order to make me enjoy it more, try your best to improve your rank."

"Hmm~!"

Irene clenched her small fists, nodded firmly, then closed her eyes, concentrating entirely on digesting the hot, thick liquid in her stomach.

After placing little Irene on the bed, Shiloh glanced at Cecilia and Fufro, leaned against the headboard, and then adopted a carefree posture, saying, "Aren't you going to serve this master?"

Seeing the smile in Cecilia's eyes, Cecilia rolled her eyes at him, then stepped forward with Fluffy, bowed her head and opened her lips.

Thanks to the efforts of the two women, the dragon spear, which was covered with all sorts of marks, was completely renewed. The two women, who had withdrawn their tongues, were now fully in the zone. The lingering heat and hardness on their tongues and lips, as well as the extremely masculine and powerful scent, were deeply imprinted in their minds.

Stroking the puppy and the rabbit's heads, Xi Luo let out a satisfied breath, a burning fighting spirit surging in his chest.

The night is still very long...

One morning, Xi Luo awoke from the soft, fragrant embrace of beautiful women.

The warm sunlight streamed into the room, making everything inside feel very cozy and comfortable.

"Yawn~"

Xi Luo gently removed the jade-like arms that were wrapped around her neck, sat up straight, stretched out a big yawn, and felt more refreshed than ever before.

After several nights of continuous battles, Xi Luo reaped great rewards, successfully breaking through the peak of the [Azure Flame Rank] and advancing to the [Void Realm Rank].

Elena and Little Elin also advanced to the [Azure Flame Rank], and Fufro's [Azure Flame Rank] energy accumulation also reached a new level.

As for Cecilia, she had already reached the peak of the [Stage of Stars], but she was still missing a mysterious opportunity to break through to the [Stage of Eclipse].

A woman of destiny like her, once she successfully breaks through, her [Domain] will definitely be the strongest.

"It's time to go home."

Xi Luo patted the girls' small, fragrant buttocks, waking them from their sleep.

"Let's pack up, we should set off this afternoon."

"Mmm~ I know..."

Upon hearing this, the girls rubbed their sleepy eyes, got out of bed, and began tidying up the room.

As for luggage, it was already packed before the big battle started last night.

After tidying up the room, Xiluo and the others took a bath together in the large public bath to refresh themselves before leaving early.

In the front courtyard of the mansion, Xi Luo stood with his hands behind his back and instructed Saif: "While I'm away for a few days, strengthen the guard on [Maple Abode]. If anyone tries to escape or sneak in, arrest them immediately. No matter what method you use, you must pry their mouths open."

【Maple Nest Workshop】The current clothing has become popular among the upper class, and Xi Luo can foresee that competing products will inevitably appear soon.

However, as a brand that has established a high-end luxury image in advance, most wealthy women will inevitably recognize this brand, so competitors will not be able to gain an advantage for the time being.

Those people surely understand such a simple truth.

Therefore, the best way to quickly replace [Fengxifang] with your own products and make a name for yourself is to send someone to infiltrate the factory and destroy all the ordered goods.

In this way, their products can be replenished when [Maple Nest Workshop] has a shortage of goods.

To prevent the news of his involvement in selling women-friendly items from reaching the ears of those strange aunties, Xi Luo did not register [Maple Nest Workshop] under his or the Wells family's name, but only claimed that he had invested in it.

However, in the eyes of some people in the capital, Xi Luo's image is still stuck at the point where he is unable to cultivate to the transcendent level. The combination of these two points makes them act recklessly.

Little did they know, this was a bait that Shiloh had personally thrown out, just to lure them in.

After all, there's no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. It's more like Xi Luo's style to create an opening, let them take action, then catch them all in one fell swoop and extort a hefty sum.

Chapter 121 The Picker of the Sacred Lily (3k)

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The magical train sped along the railway, running quietly under the cover of night.

The waiting area for the magic train in the capital city was now completely silent.

Many people come here to welcome their relatives home from afar, but their excitement and longing are somewhat dampened by the orderly ranks of knights in their intimidating armor on the other side.

Judging from the insignia on these knights' armor, those around could recognize that this was the Wells family's private knightly corps.

"Could it be that the young master of the Wells family is coming back?"

"It should be..."

Although when people mention this former genius, their tone is filled with both sighs and a great deal of schadenfreude.

However, such thoughts are at most something to laugh about or talk about in private. If one were to say such things in front of Wells's Cavaliers, it would be as if one felt they had lived too long.

The riders crowded around the top-of-the-line VIP carriages, while a middle-aged couple waited quietly in front of them.

"How much time is left?"

"There are still about ten minutes left... You've asked almost ten times already, Serme."

Shiloh's father, the current Grand Duke of Wells, Flin Wells, tilted his head slightly, looked at his wife, Serme Wells, and said somewhat speechlessly.

Upon hearing this, Serme frowned, not one to tolerate the old man any longer. She bent her elbow and smacked him in the waist, yelling, "Isn't it all because you agreed to let Shilo leave the capital?! Look at how many days it's been, and how much danger this child has faced?!"

"How can I not worry about him?!"

Fulin took the elbow strike without flinching; decades of married life had honed his resilience to even minor blows.

"What you're saying is true. I've always believed that Shiloh has his own ideas. On the surface, he's faced a lot of crises, but haven't you realized that it's all part of his plan?"

Fulin stroked his beard calmly and said.

Although he had always believed that his son would not be defeated by these difficulties, he was still somewhat shocked when he saw the story of Xi Luo that His Majesty the Emperor had shown him.

Maple Leaf Territory, Hifiel Water City, and Clorenza.

In the battles for these three cities, although Xiluo's extraordinary rank was not the highest, he was undoubtedly the leader.

Although... this kid seems to have really messed with Duke Wayne's eldest daughter...

Recalling the way Grand Duke Wayne looked at him during the last grand meeting chaired by His Majesty the Emperor, Flint couldn't help but chuckle.

You always refuse to approve funding for research on magical tools, and now look what's happened—your daughter has been kidnapped.

Kukuku...

Seeing the forced smile on Flint's face, Serena knew what her frivolous husband was thinking and sighed helplessly.

The two of them did not actually try to slow down their aging; they simply maintained their appearance at a middle-aged level to avoid being too young and lacking in intimidation, or too old and causing a poor sex life.

Serme reached out and grabbed Flint by the collar, pulling him close to her mouth. She glanced discreetly at the distance behind her before whispering, "Old man, let me ask you, what do you plan to do about Arya?"

Upon hearing this, Fulin shrugged indifferently and said, "Why should we get involved in the affairs of the younger generation? Whatever Xiluo wants to do, we just need to support him from behind, right?"

"That being said..."

Serme murmured softly, then gave a wink behind her, which made Flin realize what the other person actually wanted to say.

"Hiss—Speaking of which, does Anya know that Shiloh is living a...flirtatious life in Maple Leaf Territory?"

Anya Wells, the adopted daughter of the Wells family and the godmother of Shiloh, currently serves as the Knight Commander of the Imperial Magic Knights.

Although she was an adopted daughter, Flint and Serme did not impose any restrictions on the development of the relationship between the two children.

Naturally, it's hard for Anya not to be attracted to Xiluo, who was liked by a large number of shameless noblewomen even when he was a child.

However, due to the limitations of her identity, Anya was not clear about her own feelings, only regarding them as familial affection... or rather, a more intense form of familial affection.

Of course, the Wells couple, with their rich life experience, had long realized that Anya's feelings for Shiloh were not simply familial affection, but rather romantic feelings between a man and a woman.

The couple hadn't originally intended to interfere too much; they just wanted the two little ones to naturally grow up to be like that.