Monster Girl Development Master

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A group of people waved papers with ink still wet on them and started shouting on the street where the tavern was located, while Ange Leon, who had just swaggered out to buy information, smiled smugly behind them.

Top-secret intelligence, originally priced at fifteen gold coins, has become commonplace news, costing only two gold coins. Ange Leon's brazen purchase was solely to enhance the competitiveness of "her intelligence." Given her status, she couldn't possibly modify or delete anything related to Zhuang Sen, and even if she did, two gold coins wouldn't be a significant price to pay for those eyeing Zhuang Sen.

The Dagger Brotherhood might be on the verge of collapse, but would they really dare to lay a hand on Ange Leon's people? When everyone is masked, they can pretend not to know, but Ange Leon is openly using her identity. Do those shady rats from the ditch really dare to lay a hand on a count's daughter?

No, perhaps Ange Leon is actually hoping they'll make a move. After all, the Dagger Brotherhood is also part of Leon's faction, and she'd probably love to have an excuse to get rid of these rats.

So young, yet so cunning.

Zhuang Sen sighed, weighing the money pouch he'd earned from selling top-secret information in his arms. Suddenly, he felt those few hundred gold coins weren't so appealing anymore. Should he try selling to a few more vendors? No, wait, could this brat have...

After glancing once more at Ange Leon, who was laughing heartily, Johnson turned and walked toward the Temple of Aranta.

Ange Leon looked over thoughtfully, only to see a figure shrouded in a black robe. After a moment's thought, she dismissed the image. Too many people knew her, and even more paid attention to her; she was probably one of her brothers' or sisters' subordinates.

She should just focus on making money. Sigh, even though Brother Zhuang Sen is useless and old-fashioned, she won't join in the fun because he brings her so much income... Hmm, she'll send two clever ones to keep an eye on the news.

……

At the same time, Jem Leon put down the intelligence summary in his hand and sneered, "Zhuang Sen really has a good mother, but unfortunately she is too stupid. Does she still think she is the young lady of the Fara family?"

The information released by Leah Farau, disguised as coming from branches of the Farau family with whom she had a strained relationship, made sense. While Jem Leon verbally lashed out, he was actually filled with envy and resentment. His mother was merely a minor nobleman; if he hadn't been born early and awakened the Shadow Raven bloodline, his succession might not have been as high as Zhuang Sen's. Therefore, he always disliked Zhuang Sen, this "mama's boy," especially after hearing that Leah Farau had actually brought fifteen awakening potions from her hometown for Zhuang Sen, this good-for-nothing—

Jem Leon restrained himself from touching the black feathers on the back of his hand; the warm touch always calmed him down and helped him regain focus, and this time was no exception.

Calming down, he reviewed the intelligence report again. It was incredibly detailed, listing the caravan's schedule, goods, and manpower—it practically included the color of their underwear. Frankly, it seemed strange, even with the Farau family's influence. But Jem Leon wasn't worried. After all, there was a significant difference in raw power between him and Johnson, not just in individual combat ability, but also in influence.

It's just a caravan. So what if it's a trap? Besides, he won't be the only one who wants to make a move.

He decided to do it.

Elsewhere, others have also made their decisions.

……

Zhuang Sen then arrived at the Temple of Aranta. He was well aware of the disparity in power he faced. Many of his siblings had awakened their bloodlines, such as his bratty little sister, Ange Leon, not to mention the difference in his ordinary subordinates. He only had about thirty guards under Lia Farau's command. Therefore, he needed the support of the Temple of Aranta, which was why he had previously chosen to help Dantalian awaken her bloodline.

Zhuang Sen wondered how many people Dantalian could bring. He didn't think Dantalian could persuade the Temple of Aranta to give him their full support, and he was still thinking about how to negotiate.

Then he bumped headfirst into a soft, thick, smooth and bouncy embrace.

"Lord Zhuang Sen! Thank you, Goddess! You're alright!"

Chapter Six: The Church's Repayment

Soft and thick, fragrant, tender and bouncy.

Zhuang Sen felt as if his head was stuffed into a bucket of jelly, no, even softer and more tempting than jelly, to the point that he almost didn't want to get out. But in the end, he used great willpower to pull his head out from between those warm and tempting breasts, thus averting a breast-related murder.

I feel a little lost and disappointed.

Not only Zhuang Sen, but also Dantalian, who had just been tightly hugging him, did the same. It was quite a coincidence that Dantalian had just heard about the rumors surrounding Zhuang Sen and was extremely worried about his safety. She was planning to find Zhuang Sen to offer him protection when she saw him at the temple entrance, which made her impulsively hug him.

Although she didn't regret it now, and even wanted to hug him more, the two-meter-tall her hugging the one-and-a-half-meter-tall Zhuang Sen was like a mother holding a child, and the feeling of having complete control over Zhuang Sen was simply wonderful! However, she still restrained her desires. She was a devout nun and couldn't indulge herself like that! Besides, Zhuang Sen must have come to the temple for something, after all, his current situation was not good. Fortunately, Bishop Rosa had agreed to fully support him.

Dantalian suppressed her urge to exploit Zhuang Sen out of a desire to help him, and stepped aside to make way for him: "Lord Zhuang Sen, I'm so sorry, please come in and talk."

Zhuang Sen, of course, had no complaints: "It's alright, Dantalian, we can try a different way of hugging next time."

As soon as Zhuang Sen uttered those terrible words, he regretted them, but Dantalian wasn't angry. Instead, her cheeks flushed slightly—"Will there be a next time?"

The two walked silently into the main hall. The atmosphere seemed somewhat awkward to outsiders, but no one came to disturb them. It wasn't until they entered the hall that Dantalian suppressed her impulse and spoke gently, "Lord Zhuangsen, is there anything you need today? Is it because of what's being said outside?"

The tense atmosphere was broken. Zhuang Sen was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't forget the important matter and replied, "Dantrian, you've heard the news too? That's right, I've come to ask for help from my allies. Could you lend me some Vengeful Warriors?"

Each church has its own armed soldiers, with the Vengeance Church having the most and the strongest, because their main job is "to avenge others," which in layman's terms means mercenaries. However, they don't just take any job as long as they are paid; they will screen targets and employers.

Dantalian nodded without hesitation: "Of course, no problem, Lord Johnson. How many people do you need? Is five hundred enough?"

That's enough, of course. After all, Zhuang Sen's opponents are just heirs, and even if they all joined forces, they couldn't possibly muster a few hundred elite soldiers.

Even the Temple of Aranta itself only had five hundred warriors in total. After all, this was just a temple in a count's territory, and five hundred armored elites were already far beyond what was expected. What surprised Zhuang Sen even more was the tone with which Dantalian said this, as if she could casually decide the fate of all the military forces of the Temple of Aranta.

Zhuang Sen was certain that Dantalian originally did not have this right; she was just a nun. He also believed that Dantalian would not tell such an easily exposed lie. There was only one answer: after Dantalian awakened her bloodline, her status and power were greatly enhanced!

On the other side, seeing that Zhuang Sen was silent, Dantalian thought that he did not believe her. She herself was still a little dazed, so she suggested, "Lord Zhuang Sen, if you have time, would you like to see Bishop Rosa?"

Zhuang Sen nodded: "Of course, if Bishop Rosa is available."

“If you come, His Holiness the Bishop will certainly be available.” Dantalian said casually, then led Zhuang Sen around a corner to a small, private room.

"Your Excellency, Lord Zhuang Sen has come to pay a visit."

"come in."

An aged voice sounded, and Dantalian pushed open the wooden door. Zhuang Sen walked in and glanced around briefly. The room was simple, with little decoration. The bishop of the Aranta Temple, a level three bloodline user who had completed three awakenings, was sitting behind a round table, closing a thick book.

"Welcome, Lord Zhuang Sen. Please forgive me for not going to greet you."

“No, after all, I didn’t inform her beforehand…” Zhuang Sen sized up Bishop Rosa. She looked like an ordinary old woman, with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, and thin limbs, only her eyes still bright and lively. But if you really thought she was a frail old woman, you would be fooled.

Those who have completed the third awakening can briefly transform into their true bloodline form. When they start fighting, they can easily kill one or two hundred fully armored soldiers, and even mow down enemies in some low-intensity battlefields.

Dantalian, who was watching from the side, interrupted the soon-to-be-started pleasantries: "Your Excellency, Lord Zhuang Sen wishes to borrow the Vengeful Warriors."

Bishop Rosa nodded slightly: "How many? Is five hundred enough?"

Zhuang Sen thought for a moment and said sincerely, "That's enough, and it scared me a little."

The entire Aranta Temple only has about five hundred Vengeful Warriors on the surface, and that's only because it's the headquarters of the Church of Vengeance in the entire Leon territory. A normal temple would be lucky to have a few dozen or a hundred.

“Haha.” Bishop Rosa’s eyes narrowed into slits as she casually said, “Lord Zhuang Sen, it seems you don’t quite understand what a level five bloodline represents. It is the hope and future of a church, or to put it simply, Dantalian will become the female pope of the Church of Vengeance sooner or later. Now it is we who are begging her not to leave the Church of Vengeance.”

"And all of this can be attributed to you, Lord Zhuang Sen, so don't be alarmed. You deserve it. If Dantalian weren't still too weak, you wouldn't need to participate in any competition at all. No one can compete for a title with a friend of a level five bloodline."

After speaking, Bishop Rosa ended her observation of Zhuang Sen. Since it involved a fifth-level bloodline, she naturally had to be cautious to prevent Zhuang Sen from just talking nonsense. This was also one of the reasons why she asked Dantalian and the others not to spread the news last night.

She was now very happy because Zhuang Sen's various actions showed that he had no guilty conscience, meaning that he at least believed that Dantalian definitely had a level five bloodline. Considering that he had four awakening potions, the possibility that he had been deceived was not high, and a level four bloodline was already very precious and rare.

After listening to Bishop Rosa's words, Zhuang Sen finally confirmed his speculation. The church's support was so strong that Zhuang Sen couldn't help but want to optimize his plan, such as making the bait in the trap bigger to attract more prey.

Five hundred temple warriors could easily overwhelm and kill some bloodline users with weaker bloodlines and lower awakening levels, even if several attacked together. Bloodline users are still human after all; they get tired and injured, especially those with lower-level bloodlines.

Having made up his mind, Zhuang Sen said, "In that case, Your Excellency, I will not stand on ceremony. I hope you can publicly support me and spread the word that I am about to awaken a fourth-level bloodline."

Bishop Rosa thought for a moment and understood that Zhuang Sen intended to eliminate all enemies at once: "No problem, but in that case, it's not appropriate to make too much of a commotion, lest they become afraid to make a move. How about this, let Dantalian and Loris follow quietly as well."

Dantalian needs no introduction; she is now stronger than Zhuang Sen, and Zhuang Sen is even stronger than the average bloodline user who has only completed one awakening, not to mention Loris.

Loris, nicknamed the Bloodthirsty Bee or Queen Bee, is a Level 3 bloodline user who has completed two awakenings. She has a considerable reputation throughout the entire Leon Territory, and it can be said that she alone is worth at least two hundred temple warriors.

It’s stable now!

Chapter Seven: Bloodline Development

The church's unexpected support saved Zhuang Sen a lot of time and money. He had originally thought he could hire a maximum of a hundred temple warriors, and then hire some wealthy traditional cannon fodder, but now he didn't need to at all.

Bishop Rosa rose with the help of Loris, who had come over halfway through her journey: "Lord Johnson, I need to go arrange the matters we agreed upon, so please excuse me. Dantalian, please take good care of Lord Johnson."

Bishop Rosa's tone was calm, and her actions were perfectly reasonable, so no one noticed the deeper meaning in her eyes. A mere alliance was too fragile; this concerned knowledge of fifth-level bloodlines. If possible, the relationship should be strengthened, perhaps through a marriage alliance? Of course, this was only because Dantalian herself hadn't shown any aversion to it; otherwise, Bishop Rosa wouldn't have done so.

“Perfect timing. I was just about to talk to Dantalian about developing my bloodline.” Zhuang Sen wasn’t just being polite; he had planned this all along. He had originally intended to come after hiring cannon fodder, but now that they weren’t needed, he could come earlier. He hadn’t forgotten that the previous reward was only for the initial development stage!

Hearing Zhuang Sen's words, Bishop Rosa, who had just stood up, was taken aback. In this world, bloodlines are revered, and knowledge about them is extremely precious. The methods of developing one's bloodline, which directly affect strength, are of paramount importance and are almost never leaked, especially to "outsiders." Generally speaking, most bloodline users can only increase their bloodline concentration through the primitive and laborious method of constantly using their bloodline abilities, but this is a very slow process.

Take Bishop Rosa herself when she was young as an example. She could only increase her bloodline concentration by 0.01% at most by using up all her bloodline power every day, but according to the development method corresponding to her bloodline, she could make ten times or even a hundred times more progress!

Therefore, in the eyes of Bishop Rosa and the others, Zhuang Sen's initiative in saying such a thing was not merely generosity, but saintly. Zhuang Sen could have easily chosen not to do it; Bishop Rosa had never even imagined he would do it.

He really is a good kid; no wonder Dantalian thinks so highly of him.

Bishop Rosa's smile deepened, but she didn't say anything more. Zhuang Sen, with his profound knowledge of bloodlines, couldn't possibly be unaware of such common sense. She should go and take care of the agreed-upon matters.

Zhuang Sen watched Bishop Rosa leave. He did know the importance of developing knowledge about bloodlines, but Bishop Rosa certainly didn't expect that her development method was not exactly the same as that of this world.

There are roughly three ways to develop this world, and there are four types of systems.

The least efficient but most universal method is consistent exercise, which is called "training" in the system; the only difference is that it is more effective.

Next comes consuming various treasures corresponding to the bloodline, which the system calls "feeding." The efficiency is not much different, and even the danger of eating random things is the same. However, in addition to the corresponding treasures, the monster girl can also eat Zhuang Sen's blood.

Then there's the more serious side effect of unrestrained indulgence, which is called "catalysis" in the system. The effects are similar, but the side effects are vastly different. Ordinary people indulging in their bloodline instincts may seem harmless, but it easily leads to bloodline mutations. While it won't turn them into monsters, at the very least, it will cut off their future. Monster girls, however, have no risk of mutation because they are fundamentally different from those with bloodlines; they are essentially the source of the bloodline!

In conclusion, for ordinary bloodline users, in addition to consistent training, the other two require sufficient knowledge; otherwise, a slight mistake could result in serious injury or even death. Monster girls, on the other hand, do not have this problem at all. In fact, they have a unique growth method, which is what Zhuang Sen is about to demonstrate to Dantalian.

[Inheritance]

It can only be used once after completing an awakening, and only monster girls can use it. What you can get depends entirely on your talent and comprehension. However, the benefits brought by so many restrictions are also extremely strong: increased bloodline concentration, enhanced bloodline abilities, and even the ability to acquire the next stage of bloodline abilities in advance. Each of these benefits would make bloodline users flock to it. Unfortunately, it all depends on the system, and only Zhuang Sen can do it.

"Lord Johnson?"

Dantalian looked at Zhuang Sen, who was suddenly stunned, and called out softly.

Zhuang Sen snapped out of his reverie, smiled, and shook his head: "It's nothing, I was just organizing my thoughts. But after thinking about it, I think it's easier to understand if you experience it directly, if you trust me?"

Dantalian immediately replied, "Of course I trust you, Lord Johnson. What do you need me to do?"

"Just stay calm. You might see some strange things later, but they are just illusions. Don't be afraid. If you don't want to see them anymore, just think about the end."

"Yes, Lord Zhuang Sen, I'm ready."

Although he had never heard of this development method before, after the previous awakening and bloodline true form, even disregarding emotional issues, Zhuang Sen's trust in Dantalian was now extremely deep.

Without hesitation, Zhuang Sen immediately activated [Inheritance] on Dantalian.

Then his vision blurred, and when he regained his senses, the scene before him had transformed from Bishop Rosa's room into a spacious hall. Countless Lamias lined the hall's sides, their colors and patterns innumerable, yet their faces remained indistinct. In the deepest part of the hall, a pure white Lamia sat atop a throne crafted from pure gold, her beautiful, voluptuous body adorned only by a few simple gold ribbons that concealed her vital parts.

Zhuang Sen didn't feel anything special, only that he found it very pleasing to the eye. However, after watching for a while, he shifted his gaze to Dantalian in the center of the hall. She had transformed into Lamia and was looking around, seemingly seeing something.

In fact, Dantalian was very excited at that moment.

From the moment she entered this illusion, she felt her bloodline growing stronger, and correspondingly, her physical attributes and bloodline abilities also increased, and this continued unabated!

Looking at the countless Lamia, Dantalian suppressed her excitement and swam forward, twisting her tail. Her instincts told her that the closer she got to the throne, the better the effect of developing her bloodline would be, and she might even obtain something better.

But as she moved, the Lamias, who had been standing still, suddenly began to move. They were almost all dressed like the Lamia on the throne, wearing flamboyant clothes that were worse than not wearing anything at all. They were fine when they were still, but now that they were moving, Zhuang Sen didn't know where to look.

But this wasn't a problem for Dantalian, even though she was hearing some extremely irritating mockery: "Wow, this junior is so old and still a virgin?"

"It's not like I don't have someone I like, it's really embarrassing."

"I told you that you holy subspecies have all gone mad from believing in God, and you don't even dare to sleep with men, tsk tsk."

Dantalian was furious, but she managed to control her emotions and continued swimming forward until she had gone ten meters. Suddenly, the whispers turned into seductive moans.

Before her, the hall that had originally only contained Lamia suddenly became filled with countless men, or more accurately, countless Zhuang Sens, and without exception, all of them were pinned down by those Lamias whose faces were not visible.

The powerful snake tail coiled around Zhuang Sen's legs. The pure white Lamia, which had just been perched on the throne, gradually wrapped around Zhuang Sen. The snake tail, covered with fine scales, nimbly peeled open Zhuang Sen's pants. The constantly writhing snake tail slithered over Zhuang Sen's body inch by inch, crushing his fatal weaknesses.

His upper body couldn't escape either; Lamia's upper body crushed him, and her figure, which was two sizes larger than Dantalian's, brought even more astonishing breast pressure, directly swallowing Zhuang Sen's entire head into the canyon.

The enticing fragrance and smooth texture captivated Zhuang Sen. He had no choice; he couldn't very well interrupt Dantalian's legacy, as there was a limit to the number of times it could be used.

[Should we prematurely detach ourselves from the inherited memories?]

System, shut up!

While someone was furious, Dantalian was so angry that her head was almost turning green. Watching the other Lamia beat and ravaged Johnson, especially the Lamia on the throne at the top who was as white as her, made her even more furious!

But instead of giving up immediately, she continued forward.

This is just an illusion, nothing more! There can't possibly be that many Lord Zhuang Sens! She must hold back, hold back…

She walked another five meters forward, and then saw Lamia on the throne suddenly change her posture. Zhuang Sen, who was wrapped in her snake tail, was laid flat in the snake tail, revealing Zhuang Sen's large Zhuang Sen.

The scales shifted to the left and right, gradually exposing the moist, pink snake nest to the air, pressing down on Zhuang Sen. A few eager drops of transparent liquid slid down first, wetting Zhuang Sen's head.

enough!

With a roar, Dantalian's view instantly changed, transforming back into Bishop Rosa's room.

[Holy Lamia Bloodline: 5%-11%]

Chapter 8: Slap in the Face

[Holy Lamia Bloodline: 5%-11%]

[The encyclopedia data has been updated]

[Host's bloodline development has been synchronized]

[Bloodline of the Unranked Angels: 2% - 8%]