He released his hands, which had been clutching the Adventurer's collar, and took a deep breath.
"Half of the Knights Templar members are Mixed-blood Species, and I'm worried…"
Sylvie turned back, staring at Karl, her voice wary: "Is… this your plan, to incite a Mixed-blood Species rebellion?"
Karl's expression was unperturbed: "Arrogance is a cardinal sin. To simply attribute everything to external factors, I am very disappointed in you."
He was almost certain that this so-called rebellion must be related to the mother body of the formless daughter.
Hearing this, Sylvie's eyes flickered slightly, and she didn't press further.
She merely wanted to test Karl, deep down believing that Karl must have discovered something, which was why he asked her to investigate the situation.
However, it was most likely unrelated to him personally.
Sylvie quickly turned her head and looked at Will: "We're returning to Wind Chime City."
The Adventurer, having just been healed, trembled violently at Sylvie's suggestion and shook his head like a rattle: "Don't go! Those Mixed-blood Species suddenly became as strong as monsters! We barely escaped."
His voice was filled with fear, clearly indicating he was thoroughly terrified.
"It has nothing to do with you." Sylvie shook her head: "You may leave."
"Tha… thanks." The Adventurer, hearing this, didn't hesitate for a moment. He stood up, expressed his gratitude profusely, and turned to leave, fearing that if he walked too slowly, he would be called back to go with them.
Sylvie watched the Adventurer leave, then glanced at Karl from the corner of her eye, wary yet inexplicably hopeful.
If Karl could accompany them, it would be much safer.
But as soon as this thought emerged, she deeply detested it herself.
Karl was her father's killer; this contradiction made her feel a surge of shame.
Karl, seeing the change in Sylvie's expression, didn't want to delay. He still needed to find the mother body: "Let's go to Wind Chime City. There's something I'm looking for there."
"You…" Sylvie hesitated, her eyes filled with both confusion and wariness.
Karl actually offered to accompany her, and she immediately became suspicious again. Her mood right now was this complex: she wanted Karl to follow, yet feared him following.
Will appeared very anxious.
Sylvie decided not to wait for the still-sleeping little girl to wake up and prepared to depart.
Chris carefully held the little girl, and everyone began to advance at full speed towards Wind Chime City.
From here to Wind Chime City, even at full speed, it was a full day's journey.
As night deepened, although Will was anxious, he could only set up camp and rest in the forest.
The few of them quickly set up tents, and Sylvie went to hunt a wild boar for dinner.
But clearly, apart from Karl, the others seemed to have no appetite.
Will and Will looked at the firelight, filled with worry.
Illuminated by the firelight, the little girl in Chris's arms opened her eyes. She looked around somewhat confusedly, and her body visibly trembled when she saw Karl's tall figure, but she quickly hid it. Finally, her gaze fell upon Sylvie and the others.
"You're awake. How do you feel?" Sylvie asked gently, simultaneously handing her a cup of warm water.
"I'm fine. Where is this?" Xiao Guo asked timidly.
"This is the forest outside Wind Chime City. Do you remember anything about what happened these past two days?" Sylvie didn't rush to ask her about turning into a Centaur, but instead showed great patience.
"I… I'm Xiao Guo, and I work at the Adventurer's Guild reception. My profession is a first-rank Druid."
According to her narration, she was a Half-Elf living in Wind Chime City, with an older brother, and the two siblings depended on each other.
Her memory stopped three days ago; she knew almost nothing about anything after that.
"There's a Mixed-blood Species rebellion happening in Wind Chime City right now, and we have an important person in the city whom we need to go back for." Sylvie looked into Xiao Guo's eyes:
"It might be dangerous there. Do you want to come with us?"
"I want to go back." Xiao Guo nodded: "My brother is still in the city."
"Good." Sylvie's eyes clearly discerned something, but she didn't press further, subtly averting her gaze: "Get some rest early tonight. We'll depart tomorrow."
As night fell, everyone returned to their tents to rest.
Due to Karl's three-meter-tall physique, he naturally didn't have a tent. He chose a thick tree, sat cross-legged with his back against the trunk, and gazed up at the starry sky.
The night in this other world was not much different from his homeland in his memory.
As night deepened and everything fell silent, a graceful figure quietly appeared before Karl.
Chris wore a white nun's robe, looking holy and beautiful in the moonlight.
However, at this moment, her face held a hint of difficulty: "What exactly do you know?"
Karl's gaze locked onto Chris's face, then roamed over her body, extremely aggressive.
Chris felt uncomfortable but still tried to remain calm.
"I don't like your attitude." Karl's tone was playful: "To gain something, you must pay a price."
After he finished speaking, he unzipped his pants.
"You…" Chris's face turned ashen, her fists clenched. She instinctively turned her face away as she looked at little ka; this was the first time she had seen the real thing.
Every previous time, it had been after Time Stop ended.
"Why hesitate?" Karl was very pleased with Chris's current embarrassed look. Making a holy woman show such an expression always brought an unexpected sense of psychological satisfaction:
"Making sacrifices for your companions, isn't that what the God you worship taught you?"
Chris's expression shifted, she gritted her teeth, and her voice was very low: "I don't know how to do it?"
"?" Karl was momentarily stunned. At this point, any clear-headed person would know she was supposed to bite, but considering she was a Saintess, it was understandable she might not know such things, so he said: "Open your mouth."
"Ah?" Chris clearly didn't understand what opening her mouth meant, but she still opened it, watching him reach out.
Instantly, her whole being felt unwell.
Although she had never witnessed matters between men and women, she knew that the mouth was for eating and speaking, never for such a purpose.
But soon, she remembered her dislocated jaw and swollen throat from last time.
At this moment, she finally understood what was happening.
"You…"
Chris's face was flushed with humiliation.
Not far away, in the darkness, Sylvie covered her mouth, her eyes wide.
Chapter 16: Sin
Chris gritted her teeth, having always received education about chastity for God, now faced with weighing that against the lives of her companions.
On her holy face, humiliation and awkwardness were intertwined.
Karl leaned against the tree trunk, not in a hurry, observing the changes in her expression. He had to admit that Chris's beauty was truly exceptional.
Especially the humiliation and unwillingness in her eyes.
"Will they encounter danger?" Chris lowered her head.
"I don't know." Karl shook his head. He had no idea what was happening in Wind Chime City. the formless daughter would further stimulate the desires of the possessed.
But the manifestation of desire was inherently something difficult to accurately describe.
Chris lifted her head, her expression resolute, no longer showing her earlier shyness. She reached out, grabbed little ka, and opened her mouth. It was clear she was trying very hard.
But with Karl's three-meter height, there would obviously be a mismatch problem.
Chris seemed a bit eager, trying to swallow, but the conditions clearly didn't allow it.
"You can take your time." Karl felt waves of warmth, wetness, and stickiness. He narrowed his eyes slightly; not using Time Stop was the right choice.
Enjoying the holy Saintess moving herself provided a completely different experience.
Sylvie hid behind a large tree, her eyes wide, her mind momentarily stopped thinking. She couldn't comprehend the scene before her.
She had heard some rumors about matters between men and women.
But in her understanding, the mouth was absolutely not used for such things.
Moreover, the object was a Saintess like Chris.
A Saintess and an Evil Dragon, not only were their species different, but their sizes were also too disparate.
Countless thoughts flooded Sylvie's mind. She had noticed that the Half-Elf Maiden named Xiao Guo was hiding something from them.
After some deliberation, she decided to come and ask Karl, but unexpectedly stumbled upon this scene.
She knew that with Karl's strength, he could definitely sense her presence.
So why let her see all of this? Was it simply indifference, or was there another purpose?
Sylvie stood in the darkness, not daring to leave or move, just watching the two in the distance, changing positions.
Karl was bitten for a while. The experience was good at first, but he couldn't expect Chris to have any technique.
The soft, fleeting touches made him restless.
He grabbed Chris's ankles with his large hands, folding her and holding her in his arms.
Chris knew what was about to happen. She gritted her teeth and didn't resist, closing her eyes, out of sight, out of mind.
Even so, when the intense pain struck.
Chris still squeezed out a whimper of pain through gritted teeth.
Karl found that he was bleeding again. Indeed, the size difference between them was too great. But looking at Chris in his arms, with her eyes closed and gritting her teeth in endurance.
A mischievous thought couldn't help but rise in his heart.
He sped up. A seventh-tier physique was no joke.
Chris closed her eyes, covered her mouth with her hand, her feet folded and held by Karl, her forehead pressed against Karl's chest, yet she remained unyielding, not making a sound.
The entire process lasted for an hour.
Chris clenched her jaw, her face pale, trying hard to maintain a standing posture. This was what she considered her dignity. She raised one hand, and light flowed from her fingertips, a gentle force enveloping her torn wound.
Although the wound was still sticky, constantly oozing liquid, the tear healed at a visible rate.
Chris stared at Karl: "What do you know?"
Karl liked her expression very much. He reached out, his fingertip gently touching the skin of Chris's thigh, delving into the recently healed wound site.
Chris's eyes showed a flicker of disgust, but she had no strength to resist.
According to their agreement.
If Karl couldn't make her fall in seven days, Karl would leave.
Chris had always been very nervous. Desire leads to corruption, she had always heard, but tonight, this time, was truly the first time in the real sense.
She only felt it was absurd. Apart from pain, she felt not the slightest bit of the rumored pleasure.
Just this, wanting to make her fall, she only felt it was impossible.
"This is an unspeakable demon, capable of bestowing great power upon people and leading them to ruin." Karl chose to explain in a way that could be understood in this world.
He told Chris some characteristics of the formless daughter.
These Cthulhu creatures were not affected by his Time Stop. He wanted to collect the mother body, and he needed the help of these Adventurers.
Chris, after listening, found the idea of a demon leading people astray not new to her, and it didn't provide substantial help.
She recalled the humiliation she had just endured, and a strange surge of anger rose in her heart.
She looked directly at Karl, her tone accusatory: "Are you playing games with me?"
"Calm down, you don't look like a Saintess right now." Karl teased, withdrawing his finger, which was stained with transparent liquid:
"This is the truth. If you want to resolve this crisis, you need to find the mother body and defeat her. If you can defeat the mother body, I don't mind helping you with harmless purification."
Chris's expression changed when she heard him say he could purify.
She was half-believing, half-doubting Karl's words, but at this moment, there was no other way to get more information.
Chris didn't want to stay there any longer. She quickly tidied her nun's habit and left without looking back.
Sylvie hid in the darkness, watching the two of them for a full hour, completely numb. Chris also didn't seem to be forced.