Monster Girl Development Master

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The old king's large, protruding handcuffs interrupted the little prince's speech, sending him spinning like a top through the air for several meters. Half his face was swollen, almost the size of a large steamed bun, clearly showing his genuine rage. However, he was a little too slow. Not only did Zhuang Sen seem to understand the little prince's roar, but Missy Noah, who had been watching the scene with a book, also put down her book and looked at the old king calmly and seriously: "Your Majesty, is what Prince Hans said true?"

Oh wow.

The Speaker of the Council was completely unaware of the King's actions; this is truly amusing.

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Chapter 282: Duel

Just as Zhuang Sen was getting ready to enjoy the gossip, the real gossip landed on his head.

The little prince who had been sent flying—Prince Hans—teleported directly in front of him and commanded in a tone of authority that belied his appearance and demeanor: "Let her go!"

With that majestic voice, Zhuang Sen's hands moved away from Mira uncontrollably. Although he quickly regained control of his hands, it was enough to surprise him. A level four bloodline user who had undergone a second awakening could not possibly affect him, no matter how powerful his abilities were, unless it was not Prince Hans's own ability, but the ability of that so-called level five profession.

Prince Hans, his body shimmering with iridescent light, his handsome face flushed with excitement, clenched his fists and said to Johnson, "See that, Johnson Leon! I'm not a child! Fight me! You barbarian, a lucky one who only relies on your bloodline, don't deserve to be with Sister Mira! I will defeat you and show Sister Mira that I am the one most suitable for her!"

Whose idiot is this?

Hearing Prince Hans's self-revelation, Zhuang Sen was speechless. Not only Zhuang Sen, but also the old king and Misty, who were originally in a standoff, were speechless. The old king spoke first: "Prince Zhuang Sen, I am very sorry to have put you in this situation. You don't need to worry about him, leave it to me..."

Missy also said something similar in a roundabout way: "That's right, Prince Johnson, Prince Hans just has a problem with his head..."

"I'm fine!"

Prince Hans roared, and a pure white light erupted like a storm, engulfing the entire hall. This spectacular effect was accompanied by matching power, forcing Johnson, Missy, the old king, and the other powerful guests to take defensive measures, thus ensuring that only the hall was destroyed and no one was harmed. Otherwise, tomorrow's news throughout the Thousand Towers Kingdom, and even the surrounding kingdoms, would likely be that the Thousand Towers' young prince had massacred the nation's high-ranking nobles.

Missy gripped the book she had been reading, her face icy: "Your Majesty, didn't I say that no experimenter is allowed to remove the lock?" The old king wiped the blood from his forehead, remaining silent.

After Prince Hans unleashed a tornado that destroyed the parking lot, he turned to Johnson again and roared, "Face me! Johnson Leon! If you don't dare, leave Mira behind, get out of my country, and never go near her again!"

Dantalian's eyes flashed with holy flames, clearly enraged. She hadn't been this serious or this furious when dealing with Yelena. However, before she could act, Zhuang Sen had already stood up and summoned the Holy Lance.

Prince Hans's face grew even more arrogant and smug: "You've finally mustered the guts to come out. Come on, let's decide like men..."

"Shut up, you idiot!" Mira couldn't stand her former classmate's stupidity any longer. Her bloodshot eyes flashed with extreme killing intent. If she had the strength of a fifth awakening, she would have already turned that idiot into a dried-up corpse from afar! "You can't possibly beat my dear Zhuang Sen. Even if you could, I would never abandon him. I would only help him become stronger and avenge him. You're a moron who can't distinguish reality and only knows how to fantasize!"

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

Prince Hans's face instantly turned deathly pale, but Zhuang Sen was not about to give up. Instead, he gradually activated various auxiliary spells to push himself to his strongest state while saying to Prince Hans, "Although I don't know who instigated you, people have to be responsible for their words. Besides, I've given you enough chances. Now, let me see just how strong your so-called level five profession really is."

As the words fell, the pure white holy spear flew from Zhuang Sen's hand. Simultaneously, a tall, faceless phantom appeared behind him, replicating Zhuang Sen's movements and throwing a holy spear that, apart from its illusory appearance, was identical to the one in Zhuang Sen's hand! This was the ability of a certain hero randomly obtained through [Heroic Legend], namely [Second Body]!

【Holy Lance - Divine Punishment】

[Holy Lance - Guaranteed Hit]

The hall, which had just been baptized by the Holy Light Storm, was once again ravaged. The power, like divine punishment, condensed the air, and the originally pure and gentle Holy Light transformed into streaks of pure white lightning, crushing everything in the path of the Holy Lance into fine dust—the effect of [Heart of Judgment], Holy Lance-type abilities, increased in power by 50%!

[Second Body] The clone also enjoys this bonus!

Prince Hans' pupils dilated, and before this overwhelmingly clear destructive power, he let out a piercing scream: "Wall of Wailing! Mirror Dimension! Substitute Doll! Cloud Body! Phase Shift! Dimensional Confinement!"

One by one, extraordinary abilities were uttered from his mouth, then coalesced. A low, gray wall, seemingly constructed of souls and the sighs of the dead, first blocked Prince Hans's path. Then came a dazzling, kaleidoscopic mirrored area. A small puppet, remarkably similar to Prince Hans, appeared above his head, then fell into his cloud-like, drifting body. Immediately afterward, the already ethereal body became blurred, appearing as if sunlight was refracting onto water. Finally, a genuine spatial rift appeared, swallowing the first holy spear that Zhuang Sen had thrown—which had pierced the solid wall of sighs and penetrated the chaotic mirrored space.

Oh, this isn't the end. The flustered yet overjoyed Prince Hans shouted again, "Dimensional Lockdown! Dimensional Force! Dimensional Severance!" Before his voice even reached the other side, space had already produced different phenomena, blocking the second Holy Lance. But after his voice fell, the third and fourth Holy Lance had already pierced through his ethereal, cloud-like body, hitting the core that should have been hidden, but was now being held by the surrogate puppet!

The immense force brought excruciating pain, and Prince Hans let out a shrill roar. Overconfident before the attack and terrified afterward, he forgot to cast a pain-insulating spell on himself. Now, he had no time to strike again. The terrifying impact of the two holy spears sent Prince Hans's ethereal figure flying backward, crashing through the walls of the [Tower of Wisdom], and hurtling towards the city below like a meteor. Zhuang Sen showed no sign of stopping. Wings that had quietly appeared behind him flapped, and after calling out "Nia," he followed like a white lightning bolt, ascending to a high place and raising the reappearing holy spear once more.

【Holy Lance - Starfall】

【Holy Lance - Divine Punishment】

[Holy Lance - Guaranteed Hit]

[Second Body]!

boom--

Chapter 283: The Beauty in the Book

At Zhuang Sen's command, Nia pouted and reluctantly led Grona and the others to repair the walls and floors torn apart by the aftershocks of the battle. The centuries-old stone bricks and carvings were pieced back together under their magic, finally preserving the crumbling framework of the [Tower of Wisdom] and preventing the ancient building from collapsing. But no one present had time to express their gratitude; their gazes had already pierced through the not-yet-healed cracks and open windows, fixated on the night sky outside.

Above, a pure white light, as if bathed in holy light, hung suspended in mid-air, imbued with divine sanctity and majesty. Like a suddenly rising mini-sun, it illuminated the inky blue night sky and most of the City of Knowledge as if it were daytime. This colossal city of hundreds of thousands inevitably erupted into chaos. People peeked and whispered among themselves in the streets and alleys—years of peace had led them to mistakenly believe it was some grand welcoming ceremony. But only those with powerful or special bloodlines, and the guests within the Tower of Wisdom, felt a chill run down their spines under that dazzling light, clearly sensing the aura of "destruction."

Prince Hans, blasted into the air, felt this most acutely. He tumbled through the air like a kite with a broken string, watching the holy lance, even more powerful and destructive than before, fall like a meteor. A blinding light filled his vision, stinging his eyelids. This power crushed even his courage to resist, let alone his ability—the surrogate puppet shattered the moment he was blasted away, its previously ethereal form returning to normal. He could no longer withstand even the previous attack, let alone this even more terrifying one.

This was far beyond Prince Hans's expectations. His mind was a complete mess, filled with a roar of resentment: He was clearly the first Level 5 professional in the entire Thousand Towers Kingdom, even the world! He was the pampered "Omnipotent One"! He mastered the power of countless bloodlines—from the immense strength of the Earth Titan to the breath of the Red Dragon, from the spatial control of the Dimensional Dragon Emperor to the elemental body of the Cloud Giant, from the sighing cliffs of the Great Demon to the pure radiance of the Holy See Angels! But why was he being beaten so badly by a mere Level 5 bloodline user? Apart from his dimensional abilities barely managing to block two attacks, his remaining power wasn't even enough for a decent counterattack!

This is unreasonable!

The professionals are clearly far more advanced and possess far more comprehensive abilities than those who awaken their bloodlines through luck, so why did he lose?! Why would Mira say something like that? In the book, it's always the winner of the duel who wins the favor of the beauty—

boom!

The sudden descent of the holy lance shattered his escapist fantasies. Under the suffocating pressure of destruction, Hans's immature mind went blank, completely missing the turning point that followed. But Zhuang Sen, suspended high in the sky, saw it clearly: just before the holy lance was about to strike Hans, countless pages appeared out of thin air, fluttering upwards like white doves, blocking the holy lance's path. The pages burst forth with various colors of light, transforming into familiar abilities—the Wailing Wall, Mirror Space, Dimensional Confinement that Hans had used before… The colorful brilliance collided with the holy lance in the air, exploded, and dispersed, like a palette of celestial paint spilled, unfolding a grand yet deadly fireworks display across the night sky.

And right in the center of this fireworks display, facing the sharp edge of the Holy Lance, was none other than Missy Noah.

She was now completely different from her previous, almost indistinct appearance, radiating a strange aura. To put it simply: starting from her thighs, her flesh seemed to be devoured by the pages of a book, transforming into a gigantic, open ancient book. Flowing runes were engraved on its dark golden spine, and the defensive pages shot out from this ancient book. Even more peculiar was a miniature figure, no bigger than a palm, hovering above her head—a chibi version of Missy, wearing the same robe, her small face filled with the same seriousness as her original form, seemingly a miniature of her current state. This little thing hadn't even existed when Zhuang Sen met her!

As Zhuang Sen was still in surprise, the palm-sized miniature figure suddenly turned around, opened the book in his direction, and the pale blue system panel unfolded in mid-air like a projection:

Missy Noah

[Bloodline: Book Demon]

[Development Status: Unawakened... Abnormal]

[Development Rewards - Beginner: Random Yokai Bloodline *1, Yokai Encyclopedia Unlocked]

A book demon? Is the development progress abnormal?

Zhuang Sen quickly scanned the panel, two questions swirling in his mind. But now was clearly not the time to ask. He lightly tapped the air with his fingertip, dispelling the second holy spear condensed by his [Second Body], and swooped down like a falcon to stand before Misty. Looking at the ancient book still slightly turning on her lower body, Zhuang Sen lightly tapped the air again, dispelling the remaining holy spear aura, and politely asked, "So, this should be considered a victory for me?"

Misty had been frowning because of Zhuang Sen's insistence on using a large-scale attack to kill Hans, disregarding the safety of the city and its people. But when she saw him casually dispel the Holy Lance, she realized that she had misunderstood. Her brows relaxed and her tone softened: "Of course, Prince Zhuang Sen. I apologize for interfering with your duel. I hope you don't mind."

“I understand.” Zhuang Sen nodded, his fingertips gently stroking his chin. His tone suddenly shifted, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. “However, Speaker Missy, you’re probably worried about more than just the people below, aren’t you? The power Prince Hans just displayed doesn’t seem like that of a level four bloodline user who has undergone a second awakening. Especially since he clearly used Dimensional Confinement to catch my attack, but didn’t use it again afterward, it’s almost like his ability has entered a cooldown period.”

A strange look flashed across Missy's mature and pretty face. She looked at Zhuang Sen's reserved smile and knew that this prince had already seen through the flaws—Hans's unrestrained display of skill exposed too many problems: it was abnormal for someone to use an ability with completely different attributes, not to mention that, in stark contrast to the usual practice of those with conventional bloodlines who wanted to "use one trick to get by," he had not used the ability he had used for a long time.

“Cooling down? That’s a very apt description.” Missy sighed softly, her tone tinged with emotion. “No wonder he’s the man who can win Mira’s heart so deeply.” Just as Zhuang Sen thought she was going to change the subject, she changed her tone again, saying frankly, “Since you’ve figured it out, there’s no need to hide it. That’s right, Hans wasn’t fighting as a bloodline user, but as the pinnacle of our Thousand Towers Kingdom’s newly developed power system—a Level 5 professional [All-Round User]… Unfortunately, he didn’t even unleash one-tenth of his theoretical strength.”

Zhuang Sen raised an eyebrow. From this, it seemed Missy thought the "Omnipotent One" should have defeated her? And the name was arrogant enough; "Omnipotent One" was only the "current peak," so the ultimate goal was "Omniscient and Omnipotent One"?

That really fits the image of a mad scientist.

Zhuang Sen revised his impression of Missy in his mind, tapped the void lightly with his fingertips, and instead of asking about the details of the professional, pointed to the ancient book that was shimmering with light on her lower body: "Then, is Speaker Missy's form also the power of an omnipotent being?"

Missy remained calm, as if Zhuang Sen had asked a common question like "Have you eaten?" She casually replied, "No, this is my true form. Didn't Mira tell you? I am a book fairy."

Fairies and monsters are two different things in serious situations, Miss Book Fairy.

Zhuang Sen inwardly scoffed, but didn't expose her. This only confirmed his suspicions about Missy's unusual state, and that she was clearly well aware of her situation. This information was enough; the rest couldn't be extracted through questioning. So, Zhuang Sen lightly tapped his palm, his eyes gleaming with curiosity: "Then, Speaker Missy, may I inquire about professionals?"

Chapter 284: Since things have come to this, let's hold the wedding first.

When Johnson and Missy returned to the banquet hall, the guests had already tidied themselves up and changed out of their damp clothes. Johnson looked around and noticed that some familiar figures were missing—several older princes, a few young servants, and several nobles and scholars whose titles he couldn't recall. It seemed that these people would never appear before them again.

But what did it have to do with him? Zhuang Sen was just an unfortunate victim. He'd already shown mercy by not killing Prince Hans, considering Misty had agreed to let him tour the Professionals' Research Institute. Did he expect him to speak well of the nobles of the Thousand Towers Kingdom? He was an angel, not a saint.

"Zhuang Sen~"

Hearing the joyful call, Zhuang Sen cast aside his idle thoughts, smiling as he caught the rushing Mira, steadily deflecting the impact of this beautiful vampire girl who could easily knock over several cows, and even affectionately nuzzling her cheek. Such behavior was utterly impolite; normally, it would have drawn criticism, and even if not discussed openly, there would be plenty of gossip behind her back. But at this moment, watching Zhuang Sen and Mira's interaction, only warm laughter echoed throughout the room. Although no one dared to disturb the two, Mira's father, Duke Koffnie, became the center of attention among the other guests, leaving the duke with mixed feelings, unsure how to express them.

On the other side, after Misty finished relaying Johnson's request, both the old king holding Prince Hans and the other members of the Knowledge Council echoed the same sentiment as Duke Couvenne:

"Since things have come to this, we can only hold the wedding first."

……

In the dead of night, Zhuang Sen and his entourage returned to their lodgings. According to the original plan, the delegation was supposed to stay overnight at the Tower of Wisdom, but firstly, Zhuang Sen had a large entourage, and secondly, the Tower of Wisdom had just been damaged and needed repairs, so their lodgings were changed to a manor next to the Tower of Wisdom.

After a quick wash and tidying up, the Zhuang family lay down on the large bed woven from vines and spider silk. Taking the lead, Little Mia, who had the upper hand, took the initiative, pulling down Zhuang Sen's pajama bottoms, revealing her erect penis, and gently stroking it with her slender, smooth, black-stockinged legs to awaken it. Zhuang Sen comfortably leaned against Lady Lia's voluptuous thighs, savoring the different allure of the beautiful woman's sheer white stockings and the young girl's black stockings, while recounting what had just happened and his speculations. Finally, he asked curiously, "Is Prince Hans always this stupid?"

Mira stuck out her little bottom, swallowing the hard, erect dragon into her already soaking, blood-squeezing honey pot, and replied with a low hum, "Although I'm pretty clumsy, not to this extent. But I didn't pay much attention to these classmates before; they couldn't keep up with my research progress, umm~".

Mira began to ride on Zhuang Sen, her tiny bat wings outstretched for balance, especially when the mischievous hobbit tried to cause trouble, swatting her away in time. Lady Lia gently massaged Zhuang Sen's temples, her fleshy legs softly enveloping his head. With Zhuang Sen's warm breath, the skin beneath her sheer white stockings gradually flushed red, her body becoming increasingly wet, even her voice becoming sweet and gentle: "Hmm~ Maybe the sudden surge of power has clouded my judgment~ Ha~"

That's certainly possible. At the level of a second awakening, suddenly possessing power far exceeding that of an ordinary level five bloodline user, and being in the Thousand Towers Kingdom—a country where the king's authority has waned—he's clearly seen by the old king as a hope for a comeback. With a little instigation, it's quite normal for him to suddenly want to "not eat beef," after all, he's only a sixteen-year-old boy. Unfortunately, Homelander has encountered Superman, so he can only obediently remain a giant baby.

Thinking this, Zhuang Sen, who was "seventeen years old this year," grabbed Mira, who was forcefully sitting down. His thick, massive member penetrated her fleshy cavity, which seemed to drain a person dry, reaching deep into her flower chamber, spraying its essence to nourish her heart. Then, the pink-haired Ange pushed away the bat girl, whose eyes had rolled back in embarrassment, and began to lick her. While stroking her hair, Zhuang Sen looked at Beshi: "Beshi, do you know any way to allow someone to master the abilities of different bloodlines?"

Besh pulled open her nightgown, revealing her enormous breasts, encased in white lace. A hint of a smile appeared on her naturally cool and beautiful face, the meaning of which was self-evident. Zhuang Sen had no choice but to open his mouth and endure the "crushing humiliation" of this "evil dwarf," even having large, slippery pieces of raw meat with a milky smell forced into his mouth in exchange for information.

"Hmm~ I remember a little bit~ Ha~ It's right there~" Bessie's cool voice held a hint of slyness and joy. "It's inheritance~ Hmm~ In the past, inheritance wasn't limited to one's own race. For example, Harpies could also receive inheritances from other winged species~ Oh~ Don't bite~"

Snapped!

Enraged, Zhuang Sen raised his hands and grabbed the "evil dwarf's" plump, peach-like buttocks, slapping them hard. The once arrogant Behemoth instantly went limp, her body surging with desire, leaving a wet patch on her white stockings. Undeterred, she pushed her voluptuous breasts even harder into Zhuang Sen's mouth.

This is outrageous! Zhuang Sen could no longer tolerate it.

Super Johnson, rise up now!

Little Happy, who was practicing "repaying kindness," was choked by the suddenly enlarged manhood. Before she could enjoy the fruits of her labor, Zhuang Sen got up and pressed the seductively moaning Bessie down beneath him, ripped open her white stockings, and began to "punish" her freely flowing, alluringly fragrant vaginal cavity.

"Ah~ My dear~ Master~ Ha~"

The gurgling sounds of water and the splashing sounds of objects mingled with alluring breaths, making Anjie fly angrily to Zhuang Sen: "You stinky old man, what do you mean by this!"

"Get down here." Zhuang Sen grabbed the girl, a pink-haired girl in white stockings and footed socks, and pinned her down, beginning to alternately "ravage" her. A strong aura of desire filled the air, completely changing the previously calm atmosphere.

The hunt begins.

……

Meanwhile, in the underground of another manor near the Tower of Wisdom, a monster resembling a large humanoid bat released its "dinner" and looked at its subordinate, whose eyes were flashing red and had a large hole in its chest. It asked, "You mean you instigated Prince Hans to provoke Johnson Leon, and as a result, Prince Hans, even using the power of a professional, was still beaten half to death, and that woman who stole the power of the Lord of Wisdom was having a pleasant conversation with Johnson Leon, seemingly inviting him to participate in the professional project?"

The nobleman, who had escaped the execution by being transformed into a low-level vampire, nodded hastily and flattered the True Blood Duke, saying, "Although I was dragged out and 'executed' before John Leon and that woman Missy returned, I can guarantee that John Leon stopped to talk to Missy on his own initiative, and the two did not have a conflict. Unless he was bewitched by that old woman's beauty, or was too stupid to see through Prince Hans's flaws, he must have become interested in the Professional Plan!"

The True Blood Lord nodded slightly: "Very good, you may leave. Your True Blood quota for this month will be increased by half."

After the lowly vampire retreated with profuse thanks, the True Blood Lord took out a small sculpture that looked exactly like himself, hesitated for a moment, and then put it away.

Let's wait until dawn to talk about it.

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Chapter 285: The True Blood Lord's Contact, Negotiations for Military Assistance

The next morning, Zhuang Sen opened his eyes to the annoying vibration. Holding Mira and Ange, who were lying face up and locked to him, he rummaged through the pile of clothes and found a pillar-shaped object about the size of his palm, engraved with countless different human faces. He used his mental power to communicate with this ancient monster communicator, which was based on his blood and created by the king of ancient monsters.

— Voice mode only.

This greatly frustrated True Blood Lord, who was dressed in a formal suit and ready to have a discussion with his new companion about the future and fate of ancient monsters. His elegant tone turned into a complaint: "Thousand-Change Lord, aren't you a little too obsessed with procreation with females?"

"To achieve a flawless transformation, you need to thoroughly understand your transgender target, understand?" Zhuang Sen yawned, waved to his wives who had been awakened by his unusual behavior, signaling them to be quiet, and continued his charade, "But Mr. True Blood, why are you contacting me now? Is there something you need my help with?"

When it came to business, True Blood Duke indeed stopped dwelling on Zhuang Sen's personal affairs: "Yes, since you're already in the Thousand Towers Kingdom, why not do me a favor?"

Zhuang Sen: "I'm here for my own reasons, but you can tell me what kind of help you need first."

True Blood Duke spoke quickly, trying to cover up what happened last night: "It's simple. I just need you to remember the coordinates and defenses of Missy Noah's professional research base. It would be even better if you could confirm the location and access method of the artifact!"

But Zhuang Sen certainly wouldn't let him get away with it so easily: "How did you know that Misty invited me to participate in the professional studies? Were you also in the Tower of Wisdom last night? Or were your subordinates in the Tower of Wisdom? Wait, could Prince Hans's strange behavior last night be related to you?"

Vampires all possess the ability to charm, and the True Blood Prince is no exception! Moreover, this would more powerfully explain why Prince Hans was so insane.

"That's not the point, Thousand Transformations Lord. You need to think about this. This is our closest chance to getting the divine artifact!" True Blood Lord tried to brush it off with some zeal, but Zhuang Sen interrupted him rudely: "True Blood Lord, I don't mind cooperating with you, but only if I know the plan and agree to it, instead of being tricked by you. I should have told you that already."

The True Blood Lord sighed helplessly, "Alright, alright, I'm sorry, but this really wasn't my order. It was my subordinate who made the decision on his own. If you're not satisfied, I can hand him over to you to deal with."

"So be it then. A mere inferior being dares to scheme against me." Zhuang Sen spoke in the tone of an ancient demon, then changed the subject, "Also, do you know anything about this woman, Missy Noah? I saw her so-called true form of bloodline last night. Why does she look so familiar?"

True Blood Lord had no doubts. He was also startled when he first saw Missy's book demon form. He thought he understood Zhuang Sen's feelings and immediately explained, "That is the form of an ancient god, the appearance of the goddess of wisdom. However, she is of course not the goddess of wisdom. She just used the power of our divine artifacts to steal the power of the former gods and forged this appearance. There is no need to worry."

But to Zhuang Sen, this was as good as saying nothing: "Okay, then that's settled. I've remembered your request, and I'll help you if I have the chance."

Zhuang Sen hung up the call.

……

At the Tower of Wisdom, Zhuang Sen met Misty again, but not in the banquet hall of the previous night. Instead, it was in the formal council chamber, along with eleven other members of the Knowledge Council, including the old king, and Zhuang Sen's wives. The number was not small, but at least their trustworthiness could be guaranteed. Although Zhuang Sen wasn't sure if any of the True Blood Duke's men were present, he believed there were no White City members, especially after his duel with Prince Hans the previous night.

"Welcome, Prince Johnson." Missy was wearing a blue dress today, and a black-trimmed witch's hat covered most of her face, revealing only her pink lips and delicate chin. "Your wedding with Councilor Mira is already in the planning stages. Duke Koffnie even declined a special invitation from the council today, just to prepare a perfect wedding dress for Councilor Mira."

Yes, Mira is now a member of the Knowledge Council. Actually, as the tower master of the Tower of Knowledge, she was originally a candidate for council member; she has simply been officially appointed. As for why she was suddenly appointed, there's no need to elaborate.

Without further ado, Zhuang Sen grabbed the hand of the smug Xiaomila and got straight to the point: "I plan to launch a war against the White City Federation. I hope to pass through your country's territory and launch a blitzkrieg against White City. In return, I am willing to pay a certain fee and a preferential trade treaty that includes some of White City's special products, such as rune items and special potions. Of course, after White City is dealt with, White City's special products can also be included in this treaty. What do you all think?"

The councilors, excluding Mira, surrounded the other side of the round table, exchanging glances and whispers. However, separated only by a table, their whispers didn't escape Zhuang Sen's ears. He could clearly hear many councilors objecting, and their reasons were all quite reasonable. For example, they worried that once Zhuang Sen's army entered, their target wouldn't be White City; others believed that although White City was known for its unscrupulous merchants, they shouldn't be the first to break the alliance. The situation sounded unfavorable to Zhuang Sen, but he wasn't worried. This was clearly a deliberate misdirection—there were also many level three and four bloodline users on the other side; did they not realize that Zhuang Sen could hear their conversation?

The Thousand Towers have quietly developed a professional system; surely they can't come up with an ability like telepathy? Are you kidding me?