Monster Girl Development Master

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The system's monotonous notification sound snapped Zhuang Sen out of his reverie, but instead of sorting through his new gains, he met Dantalian's gaze with a slightly questioning look: "Dantalian, how are you feeling? Did you gain anything?"

Dantalian looked at Zhuang Sen, who seemed oblivious, opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't ask whether Zhuang Sen had been forcibly taken. Instead, she changed her answer and said, "The gains are huge, it's like gaining more bloodline power in one go than a whole year's worth... Huh?"

It was only then that Dantalian belatedly realized that she had transformed back into Lamia form, and her tail had unconsciously crawled toward Zhuang Sen's calf, just like the Lamia's starting stance that she had seen in the inheritance illusion.

"Damn it!"

As if touching a hot iron, Dantalian quickly retracted her snake tail, even mentally uttering a curse that was extremely offensive to her. But when she actually pulled her tail back, she began to feel a little regretful. Something seemed to be crawling inside her, making her feel itchy, and she wanted to swallow Zhuang Sen whole.

Her reason told her that this was because her bloodline had suddenly become too strong, and her inherent nature had also become more intense, making it difficult for her to control herself. But her instincts told her—squeeze him dry!

If we don't squeeze him now, we might really end up watching him get squeezed by others.

This is a nobleman who is about to awaken his divine bloodline at a young age, a nobleman who may become a real earl, and even a genius nobleman who has mastered level 5 bloodline knowledge and has a magical bloodline development ritual.

If you don't seize the opportunity now and act first, how can an old woman like you compete with those younger, more beautiful, and more noble girls?

The mockery from Lamia seemed to ring out once again.

……

Zhuang Sen tensed up, because Dantalian's gaze from above was completely different from her usual gentle gaze. It was the gaze of a predator, as if she wanted to devour him whole and drain him dry. And her even more alluring figure after she transformed back into Lamia exuded a different kind of bewitching charm.

Well, should he resist? Probably not, since that would expose the secret that he has already awakened. Although it wouldn't be a big problem if it were only for Dantalian, he is still in the church, so it's better not to resist.

Just as Zhuang Sen was about to offer himself, there was a knock at the door, followed by Loris's voice: "Dantrian, Lord Zhuang Sen, I've brought food..."

As Loris pushed open the door, she saw the two people standing in the room. The heightened senses brought about by her second awakening made her realize something was wrong, and she immediately shrank back: "Ah, I just remembered I forgot to bring the cutlery, you two continue!"

Johnson and Dantalian, who had returned to human form, looked at each other and then sighed in unison.

“I’m going back first. There are still many things to do, Dantalian. Maybe we should all… uh, make some preparations?” Johnson admitted that he was a little scared, mainly because he was really afraid of being beaten to his knees and locked in the temple dungeon, which would be a bit of a loss.

Take your time, take your time.

Dantalian took a deep breath, suppressing the lingering impulse. Once the desire subsided, the devout nun's unwavering will once again prevailed. It wasn't that she no longer craved Zhuang Sen, but there was still time, and she didn't want to satisfy herself with violence, because she couldn't keep Zhuang Sen by her side forever.

She can still tell the difference between being full at one meal and being full at every meal.

But then again, Loris will definitely remember this, just you wait and see.

Although the two had very different ideas, they unexpectedly came to the same conclusion.

"Let me see you off, Lord Johnson," Dantalian said formally, thankful that she now had better control over her body.

Zhuang Sen, slightly hunched over, nodded and said, "Just call me Zhuang Sen from now on, Dantalian."

Dantalian pursed her lips, pressing her hands, which were clasped together on her lower abdomen, firmly to suppress her joy: "Yes, Zhuang Sen... Zhuang Sen."

The two stepped out of the room. Not far away, Loris tilted her head, gazing at the stained-glass ceiling of the temple, whistling a melodious tune, feigning nonchalance and ignorance. However, it was certain she hadn't seen Dantalian's Lamia form; otherwise, she probably wouldn't have been able to maintain that facade.

Zhuang Sen shook his head: "I never expected the Bloodthirsty Bees to be like this..."

"There are still some differences between combat mode and everyday mode," Dantalian continued, though it was unclear whether she was trying to excuse something.

Zhuang Sen didn't investigate further and continued walking towards the temple exit. However, this time, with each step he took, a figure suddenly blocked his way.

"Hey, isn't this my dear brother Zhuang Sen? What brings you out of your shabby house today? Are you trying to ask the goddess for blessings? That's way too late."

Jem Leon, dressed in a dashing tuxedo and sporting a sunny smile, spat venom at Johnson. The original owner of this body was practically a recluse in this era, preferring reading at home to swordplay and rarely participating in hunts, naturally earning him the disdain of the "normies."

Especially since he has a good mother, he has become a thorn in the side of many people, including Jim Leon.

After receiving news that Zhuang Sen had gone to the Church of Nemesis, he rushed over immediately. One reason was that he wanted to see what Zhuang Sen was planning to do. After all, the Church of Nemesis's main business was not a secret. If he hired too many temple warriors for Zhuang Sen, he would have to adjust his plans and investment.

The other reason was to humiliate Zhuang Sen in person. This would allow him to vent his anger and test Zhuang Sen. The original owner of this body was someone who couldn't resist being provoked, so this trick was always effective.

But of course it's no use now. Zhuang Sen just sneered, "None of your business. You're better off without a mother than with one."

Simple bad breath, ultimate enjoyment.

Jem Leon blushed instantly. It was a well-known secret that Jem Leon's mother didn't like this son; she preferred her younger son, the one thirteenth in line to the throne. It was said that this was because her son had awakened their family's bloodline, but no one knew the specifics.

But Jem Leon's red temperature is real.

The shadows gathered in his hand, transforming into a sphere exuding a dangerous aura—the bloodline ability [Shadow Sphere]!

Jem Leon grinned maliciously at Zhuang Sen. He wasn't completely out of his mind and controlled his strength; he wouldn't kill Zhuang Sen, but breaking a few bones was inevitable. This level of conflict wouldn't have mattered even if Count Cross were here, and it would be enough to make little Zhuang Sen suffer.

However, his laughter had barely left his lips when a fierce gaze extinguished his smugness. Dantalian's pupils narrowed, and he said in a stiff tone, "Mr. Jem Leon, are you provoking our Temple of Aranta, a distinguished guest of our Church of Nemesis?"

The vengeful female warriors stationed throughout the hall cast serious glances in this direction, their spears and battle axes already raised.

Jem Leon stared at this scene in utter astonishment, especially at Dantalian's golden vertical pupils. In this world, there is only one possibility that can make eyes like this: a bloodline user, or even a genius bloodline user who reveals a part of the true form of their bloodline upon awakening!

How could that be? Aren't only Bishop Rosa and Priestess Loris bloodline holders at the Temple of Aranta?!

And why is this genius so close to Zhuang Sen?

VIP? What makes him VIP?!

Jem Lyon couldn't manage a laugh, but he had to admit his acting was quite good. He maintained his composure, his expression returning to calm, and said in his usual tone, "Sister Dantalian, have you been deceived by my dear brother? He's only tenth in the line of succession; there's absolutely no way he could become an earl."

Dantalian revealed an undisguised look of disgust. Now that she had decided to support Zhuang Sen, she naturally wouldn't mince words with the others: "Zhuang Sen, is he really your brother?"

"It's a pity, judging from his bloodline, yes." Zhuang Sen stroked his chin and laughed, "But that's probably why his mother doesn't like him; she's got something wrong with her head."

Jem Leon stared coldly at Johnson, but did not continue to make a move, because Loris had already walked over: "Mr. Jem Leon, please do not cause trouble in the temple, or I will be in a difficult position."

As fellow level three bloodline users, Jem Leon, who had only awakened once, could not possibly be a match for Loris.

He took a deep breath, gave Zhuang Sen one last, intense look, and turned to leave. This trip wasn't entirely in vain, he thought. At least he now knew Zhuang Sen's trump card: he'd only managed to get involved with a bloodline member from the Temple of Aranta. Judging by her appearance, she wasn't even as strong as the Bloodthirsty Bees, so her power shouldn't be that great.

Just then, Zhuang Sen's voice suddenly drifted over again: "Dantrian, look at that person, doesn't he look like a dog?"

Jem Leon, who thought he had walked away in style, clenched his fists and stepped out of the temple.

Just you wait, Johnson Leon, I'm going to crush your hopes with my own hands!

Chapter Nine: Interlude

As dusk fell, he bid farewell to Dantalian Johnson and returned to the manor, a smile he couldn't hide on his face.

What a fruitful day!

The Church's full support, the development of Dantalian's bloodline, and the suspect who proactively came to his door—each of these things was something Zhuang Sen should be happy about. Yes, he was happy about these things, nothing more... but he should still go take a shower first.

Zhuang Sen walked through the doorway, forcibly diverting his attention: "Speaking of which, does bloodline synchronization trigger as long as Dantalian increases bloodline concentration, or does it require using system functions to enhance it, or even using inheritance to trigger it?"

However, this problem can only be solved when other development features are used on Dantalian next time.

Unable to distract himself, Johnson could only look at the courtyard next to the corridor. The dim sunset was not too dark yet, instead giving the colorful flowers in the courtyard a golden new coat. Lia Farau sat on the bench, the sunlight stopping at her toes, leaving only a deep shadow.

It looked so lonely, even a little desolate.

This is understandable. After all, his only son has died, the murderer cannot be found, and he has to pretend that everything is normal in front of outsiders and treat Zhuang Sen as his son. Zhuang Sen felt that he was about to break down.

However, she was soon able to relax, as the plan was progressing very smoothly.

As Zhuang Sen was thinking, he suddenly met a pair of calm blue eyes.

"Zhuang Sen, you're back. How are you?"

Caught red-handed, Johnson climbed over the fence and stood before Leah Farau: "The plan is going well. I think we can move on to the next step."

"Really?" Leah Farau stared intently at Zhuang Sen, as if trying to read something from his face. Zhuang Sen was used to her excited reaction to the mention of revenge, and briefly recounted the events of the day, omitting any mention of the system.

As she listened to Zhuang Sen speak, Lia Farau gradually calmed down and released her grip on Zhuang Sen's hand: "You're right, we can indeed move on to the next step, but how can we ensure that all those guys are gathered together?"

Johnson's plan was simple, consisting of only three steps. The first step was to use the competition to lure his brothers and sisters with the so-called awakening potion. In fact, Leah Farau had indeed prepared this, which cost a lot of money. In any case, this step had been completed.

The second step was what he did today: preparing the fishing net to catch all the fish he had lured in. Thanks to Dantalian, this step went much more smoothly than Zhuang Sen had expected, so he added extra bait, preparing for a big catch to reduce the difficulty of subsequent operations.

The final, third step, which is what he is about to do, is to get the caravan, the bait, moving to attract the fish, so that he can then go and harvest them with his fishing net.

In plain terms, he needed to act in a manner consistent with "intelligence leak," but also leave suitable loopholes for his brothers and sisters, lest they be too stupid to catch up. And this time, he couldn't use "intelligence leak" again; it would be too obvious.

Zhuang Sen had considered this: "Why don't we have the caravan set off ahead of time and take the less traveled paths known only to the locals? There should be such places, right?"

Leah Farau nodded: "Of course there are, quite a few, but that's not enough... I know, let the caravan split up, pretend to escape in batches, and then let the caravan that actually has the Awakening Potion leave a gap. That should be enough."

Johnson understood what Leah Farau meant: "When they think they've found my weakness, my target, and can control me, I'll bring the church people over and kill them."

Mingxiu plank road, dark Chencang.

However, even the feigned attempt to secretly cross the river was a ruse; in reality, it was a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

"But in that case, can the caravan be trusted?"

The caravan's manpower and fighting strength were already no match for a group of noble scions' private armies, let alone the fact that some of these nobles were of noble blood. Now that they had split up their forces, they were even less of a match for them. Although the destruction of the caravan wouldn't affect the plan and might even make Jim Leon and his men careless, Johnson was still somewhat hesitant.

Leah Farau looked at Johnson, a fleeting look of nostalgia crossing her eyes. Her son was just as kind, what a pity...

“Their loyalty is trustworthy, just like Lydia’s loyalty to me, and I will repay them with what they deserve.”

Zhuang Sen was still not quite convinced. Although people are said to die for money, when faced with imminent death, most people would still prioritize saving their lives, especially when facing the greatest danger with a team carrying awakening potions.

"It seems we need to set off ahead of schedule. Let Priestess Loris go there early and hide in that group. This will put those people at ease and also be a precaution."

"If you think this is better, then do it this way; it will save me some money."

Leah Faro looked at Johnson with mixed feelings. Her son didn't have such a flexible mind, let alone the ability to create a level 5 bloodline awakening potion and persuade the Church of Vengeance to take sides.

But they all look exactly the same.

Having made his decision, Zhuang Sen immediately prepared to find Loris. After all, the current Earl of Leon, Cross Leon, could return at any time, and then the fish wouldn't dare to run away, rendering his plan futile. Besides, there was no need to worry about Cross Leon settling scores after his return. Not only was this kind of "raising poisonous insects" practiced by noble bloodlines—Cross Leon himself had done it in the past—but even if he suddenly went mad, Lia Farau would help him fend for himself; the Farau family was right next to the Leon territory.

Even if Leah Farau felt that she had taken her revenge and that Zhuang Sen was no longer useful, Zhuang Sen could still cling to the Church of Revenge, so everything would be foolproof—as long as he wasn't caught with indefensible evidence.

Zhuang Sen got up and left in a hurry. Lia Farau subconsciously reached out her hand, but stopped when she was about to touch Zhuang Sen. In the end, she just watched Zhuang Sen's figure disappear into the porch again.

"Madam, is there anything you wish to instruct the young master?"

A spirited voice came from the side; it was Lydia, Lydia Farau's guardian knight and her most trusted confidante.

But she was unaware of Zhuang Sen's true identity.

Leah Farau pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head: "No, let's go back to the room. We need to hurry up and arrange for the ravens to deliver the message."

"Yes, ma'am."

The female knight bent down to help Lia Farau to her feet, but a hint of doubt lingered in her green eyes. She sensed something strange about the relationship between the young master and his mistress ever since his serious injury. Moreover, the young master had suddenly become cheerful and outgoing, even going out alone for several days in a row…

However, she was just thinking about it; it had nothing to do with her. She only needed to obey the lady's orders.

Soon, several ravens flapped their wings and flew into the night, disappearing into the distance.

Chapter Ten: Departure

A black crow swept past the full moon and landed on the shoulder of the man in military uniform, but the place was already full. The hoarse cries of the crows forced the newcomer to land on the table, where it scrambled to eat the dried meat, while the man took the letter from its claws.

The flickering candlelight illuminated half of the man's face, but it couldn't dispel the gloomy atmosphere emanating from it. The unfolded letter exuded a strong scent of ink, clearly indicating that it had been brought in a hurry, as the ink was still wet.

Just like the other dozen or so letters.

Cross Leon, the current Earl of Leon and the Minister of Intelligence of the Fallen Star Kingdom, skillfully skipped over the polite words and praise at the beginning of the letter and extracted the truly important information from the text. And unsurprisingly, this was consistent with the other dozen or so letters.

First, Johnson Leon is about to awaken, and he is of the Falau family's Holy Eagle bloodline.

Second, many people want to sabotage Zhuang Sen's awakening and are gathering manpower to steal his awakening potion.

Third, the above two points have been confirmed by the Church of Nemesis, and the Church has publicly announced that it will send one hundred Nemesis Warriors to escort Johnson to retrieve his Awakening Potion.

Fourth, the church's reason was that Zhuang Sen helped a nun named Dantalian awaken a level four bloodline.

Aside from these four points, you don't need to read any of the other claims of taking credit, cutting ties, or expressing loyalty; anyone who believes a single one of them is a fool.

Tossing the letter into the pile of papers, Cross looked out at the moonlight and murmured, "So Johnson's got connections with the Church of Nemesis? Is that why he's still alive?"

The moonlight slowly shifted and disappeared into the dense forest. Kross stood up: "Prepare the horses, let's go to Meteorite City!"

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"My lord, the horses are ready."

"Go down." Zhuang Sen nodded to the servant who came to deliver the message, then looked at Lia Farau who was walking over, a filial smile on his face: "Mother, is there anything else you need?"

It has now been four days since Dantalian's awakening, and the Church has fulfilled all of Johnson's requests, including yesterday's additional request to allow Loris to depart ahead of schedule. She should have already arrived in Meteorite City by now, although nominally she is going to another place.

Meanwhile, the big fish that Zhuang Sen wanted to catch have all made a move. The notarization of the Church of Revenge has been even more effective than Zhuang Sen had imagined, and many people have already gone out to "hunt".