When Rudolph returned to Leman Town, he met Old Gray and Claude at the cemetery.
The cemetery was always filled with a cold wind. In the distance, Old Gray and Cooper, the master and apprentice, were talking about something.
Claude had just returned from the city. He stood with Rudolph and looked at Leman Town in the distance.
Rudolph said:
"There are Level 3 werewolves on the outskirts of Leman Town, which is far beyond what Leman Town can handle.
The characteristic of werewolves is that they either do not appear at all, or appear in a pack. In the future, there will be more and more Level 3 werewolves on the outskirts of Leman Town.
Sheriff, it is a very special case for a Level 3 Alchemist like you to be the sheriff. Usually, the sheriff of the police station is a Level 2 Apostle at most. Now, you are the deputy director of the city police station, and you cannot stay in Leman Town all the time.
The Alchemy Council needs to strengthen its support for the outskirts of the city, otherwise, the Level 3 Werewolf will eventually break through all the defenses and rush into the city, and by that time, it will be too late."
After listening to Rudolf's report, Claude simply continued to shake his head, and he also frowned:
"Impossible, the County Alchemy Council is not going to give Fabro City any more additional resources. It is impossible to send a Level 3 Alchemist to every city outside of it. It all depends on ourselves."
After thinking for a while, Claude walked up to Old Gray: "Come in, come in."
Old Gray had been interrupted from his conversation with the apprentice, and now he was asked to come in again, he was even more displeased: "Claude, don't use the word 'come in' casually, who knows if your taste has changed in some special way."
Claude did not answer, and said to Rudolph: "Rudolph, you come in too."
"Sheriff, can you not use the word 'come in'? I feel a little uneasy physically, too."
Cooper and Sam looked at each other outside the house, not knowing what the three of them were going to do inside.
The smell in the gravedigger's hut was damp and musty, and it was unknown how Old Gray could stand it.
Claude said:
"Old Gray, I believe Cooper also told you that there is a Level 3 werewolf outside of Lehman.
The town's police department is now sheriff Baby, and his abilities are not enough to fight a Level 3 werewolf. I will go to town again and try my best to convince the city council to find a good solution for the safety of these towns outside of it.
However, while I am gone, I hope you can keep an eye on Lehman for a while.
Old Gray, decades ago, my father made an alliance with you after a drunken stint, and now that alliance will go into effect. I wonder if you remember the promise you made after a drunken stint?
An alliance? There is an alliance in Lehman that Rudolph does not know about? What kind of alliance could there be in a small town like Lehman?
Old Gray's expression darkened slightly, "In the beginning, everyone had to hide in this remote town due to the pressure from the Inquisition. Do you mean that we have to protect Lehman City on behalf of the Alchemy Council?"
"As for the heretics hiding in remote towns, if they don't cause much damage, the Inquisition won't waste their efforts to arrest them. Now, Lehman City is in danger and needs your help."
"Remote towns that are of no value should be abandoned. This is indeed the style of the Alchemy Council. It doesn't matter if you personally scold the Alchemy Council for being a bunch of idiots, but if you touch on the interests of the Alchemy Council, it will truly be the death of the Alchemy Council."
Claude asked seriously, "Then do you agree?"
After hesitating, Old Gray said, "I'll go and ask a few of them. But... I have a condition."
"What condition?"
"Let Rudolf join us. If you hadn't kicked him out, if he were still in Leman Town, he would have joined us sooner or later."
Claude looked at Rudolf and asked, "Rudolf, are you willing to guard Leman Town now?" Rudolf nodded without hesitation, "Yes. But what is the name of the alliance?"
Old Gray didn't answer directly, "I'll tell you when the time comes."
"Before I know the exact order from the parliament, I'll rely on you first." Claude looked very bad, "Actually, things are not going well in Fabro City right now. There are werewolves outside, and vampires inside. There are holes everywhere."
Old Gray said, "There were vampires in Fabro City over a hundred years ago, which was a failure. It should have been cleaned up long ago. Who made the Alchemy Council think only about money and extracting iron ore as soon as possible?"
Claude couldn't object. He shook his head and walked out of the cemetery, and Rudolph followed him. He didn't want to go into the city yet. After thinking about it, he headed towards Jazz Castle.
To Rudolph's surprise, there were surprisingly few people in Jazz Castle.
Avoiding everyone, Rudolph knocked on Jennifer's bedroom door. The bedroom door was open, and Jennifer was very surprised to see Rudolph.
I shifted, flipping us over in one fluid motion, reversing our positions. Jennifer was now lying beneath me, her body pressed against the soft mattress, and I was hovering over her, watching as her face grew redder with each passing moment.
Her breathing hitched and she turned away, avoiding my gaze, but I wasn't going to let her dodge this time.
Gently grabbing her wrists, I pinned them to the bed, leaning closer until my lips were just inches from her ear. Her scent, sweet and intoxicating, only fueled the fire building within me.
I let my teeth graze her soft earlobe, nipping lightly before soothing the spot with a slow slide of my tongue. Jennifer's body tensed beneath me, a soft sigh escaping her lips as her chest rose and fell rapidly.
"You're quite brave, aren't you?" I added, my warm breath fanning her ear. The slight twitch of her body at the touch made me smirk.
Her hands tightened around mine, her movements hesitant, but her body betrayed her growing arousal.
"Want to feel a real kiss?" I asked, letting go of her hands to gently cup her face. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips trembling slightly as she kept her eyes tightly closed, too embarrassed to meet my gaze.
I lifted her chin, forcing her to turn to face me. "Don't hide now," I said softly, running my thumb down her cheek.
"I'll grant you your wish."
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Before she could react, I leaned down, pressing my lips to hers. The first contact was warm, sweet and soft, but I could feel her hesitation.
I slowly deepened the kiss, my tongue brushing against her lips, asking her to open up. She gasped softly, and I ventured my tongue into her mouth. At first she tensed, unsure of what to do, her movements awkward and clumsy.
I gently guided her, my tongue moving in slow circles, coaxing her to follow my lead. Jennifer whined shyly, her tongue hesitantly meeting mine.
I took control this time, my tongue exploring her mouth with purpose. Jennifer's breathing hitched, but she began to respond more, her tongue moving hesitantly against mine. I guided her with slow, confident movements, showing her how to match my rhythm.
"Smack...slurp...smack..."
The room filled with the sounds of us kissing, loud and sloppy. Jennifer's arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer, completely surrendered to the moment.
Every movement became more ardent, more desperate. Her hands slid down to my chest, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. She broke the kiss long enough to tug the fabric off my shoulders, her warm hands exploring the bare skin of my back.
Her touch was soft but arousing, and I felt my desire intensify as her fingers traced the contours of my muscles.
"Rudolf…" she whispered, her voice shaking with excitement and desire.
I leaned back slightly, my gaze locked with hers. Her lips were swollen, glistening from our kiss, and her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.
"You're so beautiful," I purred, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
Her eyes, though shy, held a glimmer of boldness that only spurred me on. "And you... are mine."
Without waiting for an answer, I leaned down again, claiming her lips again, this time with even more passion.
My hands moved down, finding their way to her breasts. I massaged them with deliberate intensity, and her soft moans slipping past our kiss only spurred me on.
Breaking the kiss, I let my fingers hover over the button of her pajamas and asked with a teasing smile, "Me?"
She nodded shyly, a light blush covering her cheeks.
Smiling, I slowly unbuttoned her top, savoring every moment. She lifted her back slightly, allowing me to slide the fabric down her shoulders. The sight before me was mesmerizing.
Her soft, fair skin seemed to shimmer, flawless and inviting. The black bra, its lace soft and tempting, framed her modest curves perfectly. My hands cupped her breasts through the silky material, the warmth of her skin seeping into my palms. Her nipples, hard and eager, pressed against the lace, and I couldn't help but pinch one gently. Her moan was sharp, a mixture of pleasure and pain that made my pulse quicken.
Leaning down, I kissed her neck, gently at first, then ran my tongue over her skin. She shuddered at my touch, her breathing shallow. I nibbled lightly, noting how her moans became more insistent.
"Aannn…" Her voice was sweet and greedy, drawing me deeper into her spell.
My tongue moved lower, savoring the warmth of her skin as I moved to her collarbones and then to the curves that awaited me. My mouth hovered over the lace covered peaks and I gently bit down on the protruding nipple, earning a loud, breathless cry from her.
"Ah..." I smirked, pulling her bra off and tossing it aside, letting it fall to the floor, forgotten. Her breasts, now freed from their confines, were breathtaking - soft, smooth, and utterly inviting.
Jennifer instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, her cheeks burning a deep blush as she tried to protect her exposed breasts. Her shy attempt only made her even more irresistible.
Grabbing her wrists gently but firmly, I pinned her arms above her head, holding her in place, and leaned in closer. "Where is your courage now?" — I teased, my voice low and playful.
Without waiting for an answer, I leaned down, capturing one of her soft, smooth mounds in my mouth. The warmth of her skin and the soft breath on my lips sent an electric shock through me.
I let my tongue swirl around the hardened peak, savoring the softness, the sweetness. Jennifer's body arched beneath me, a mix of sighs and moans escaping her lips.
"Ahm… ah…" she moaned, her clenched arms tightening around mine as her body gave in to the sensation.
Moving to her other breast, I gave it the same attention, trailing kisses along her skin before tracing the apex between my lips. My free hand caressed the curve of her waist, every inch of her body trembling under my touch as her moans grew louder, filling the room with her need.
Her hips moved beneath me, her body instinctively responding as I continued my exploration, savoring every sound, every shudder, and every breath she gave me.
As my mouth generously drenched her luscious mounds, my hands moved lower, making an inviting path to her crotch. Pressing my palm gently to her pussy, I felt her warmth and wetness seep through the thin fabric of her panties. The moment she felt my touch, her thighs instinctively clenched around my hand, holding it in a soft, warm grip.
"Can't wait, huh?" I teased, releasing her swollen nipples with a grin. Her smooth porcelain skin was adorned with barely noticeable red marks, evidence of my playful nibbles and pinches.
Her breathing hitched, and I couldn't help but lean closer. "Don't worry. I'll take care of everything."
Sliding down her body, my fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties. She arched her hips slightly, allowing me to pull them off effortlessly. Her matching panties were revealed beneath, the fabric completely wet, clinging to her most sensitive spot.
I ran my fingers over the wet fabric, the sound of her arousal filling the room.
"Ah... Art," she moaned, her hips shaking as I pressed my lips firmly to hers.
I grabbed the wet fabric, my lips closing over her wet center. Sucking deeply, her sweet, intoxicating essence seeped through the thin fabric, spilling onto my tongue and running down my throat.
"Oh god... y-you suck so hard... I can't...!" she breathed, her voice hoarse and desperate.
Her face flushed deeply, her shaking hands gripping the sheets as her body arched slightly.
"More... I need more~♡," she moaned, her voice breaking into soft cries of pleasure.
Her words spurred me on, and I let my hands explore her body, sliding up her soft thighs to cup her perfectly rounded cheeks. They fit comfortably in my palms, soft and flexible, the perfect balance of hardness and yielding.
"Ah~♡! S-so good... don't stop!" she cried out, throwing her head back as her body gave in to the sensations.
Every stroke of my tongue sent shivers through her body, and her arousal grew with each touch, her petite body twisting and squirming as she lost herself in the overwhelming pleasure.
"Art, I'm going to... ohhh~♡!"
Her words turned into a loud scream, her body shaking and her juices gushing out.
… SPLASH!
The sharp, sweet taste of her release filled my mouth, making me suck harder. My hands squeezed her soft, warm cheeks, massaging them rhythmically as I pressed closer.
"Aaaahhhh! T-This is too much! Y-You're going to drive me crazy~♡!" she whined, her voice shaking with bliss.
Her moans turned into incoherent gasps as I continued to lick and suck her sensitive flesh, her stunned expression and flushed cheeks telling me all I needed to know.
"Ohhhh, fuck, yes… more, more~♡!" she screamed, her eyes half-lidded and filled with ecstasy.
Leaning back slightly for support, her slender hands gripped the sheets, though one slid down carefully, brushing against the hard, thick length straining beneath my pants.
Her delicate fingers clutched the fabric and she snorted, desperation evident in her voice.
"How long are you going to keep him locked up in there? "I can't wait any longer," she said, her tone soft but insistent. "Put it inside me... Make me yours."
The sultry, purring tone of her voice made my heart skip a beat, her words dripping with desire. How could I resist such a tempting offer from those beautiful, quivering lips?
I knelt on the bed, hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my pajamas, and pulled them down in one smooth motion. The underwear followed easily, and my hard nine-inch cock burst free, standing tall and eager.
I leaned down, rubbing the thick, swollen head of my length against her wet folds, coating myself in her slick arousal. Each touch to her sensitive clit sent shivers through her body, her legs shaking, and soft moans escaping her lips.
The heat of her core greeted me as I positioned myself at her entrance, the anticipation building between us. I slowly moved forward, the thick head of my shaft stretching her tight walls.
"Aannnnn~!" Jennifer cried out,
"Aaaahhh... it's so much," she moaned, her body shaking beneath me.
Jennifer's breathing became ragged, her hands gripping my shoulders as I filled her more and more.
"Aaaah~!" she breathed, her eyes fluttering as I pushed the last inch into her, burying myself completely inside her.
The sensation was indescribable - her warmth, her tightness, the way her body clenched around me. I groaned deeply, my cock throbbing with the need to move, to claim her completely, but I forced myself to remain still.
Jennifer's chest rose and fell rapidly, her flushed body tensing as she adjusted to the new, all-consuming sensation.
"You're so... so big," she whispered, her voice full of awe.
"You're doing so well," I murmured.
My lips found hers and I kissed her deeply, putting every ounce of emotion into it. Our tongues entwined, the kiss a shared anchor in a storm of sensation.
Jennifer felt every inch of him—the heat, the pressure, the burn of her own blood—but it was the gentleness of his touch and the warmth of his gaze that calmed her trembling body.
Rudolf exhaled shakily, his hands caressing her sides as he began to move. His hips rocked slowly, his thrusts slow and deliberate, each one careful, as if he were afraid to hurt her.
Jennifer's eyes never left his, her gaze a mixture of trust and growing pleasure. His slow, measured rhythm allowed her body to adjust, and the initial discomfort faded.
"You're amazing," he murmured, his voice husky but full of admiration.
"Rudolf…" she breathed, her voice husky, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and delight. "It feels so good."
Hearing her words, Rudolph began to lose his composure. His pace quickened slightly, his thrusts deepening, each one eliciting a soft moan from her lips. The sounds of their bodies moving together filled the air, a symphony of intimacy and growing passion.
Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, and her body arched beneath him, her soft gasps and soft moans encouraging him. freewebn૦νeɭ.com
"Yes... yes... I'm cumming!" Jennifer moaned, her voice shaking with unbridled pleasure.
I could feel her walls tightening around my cock, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She didn't have to tell me anything, her body spoke for itself. She was close, and the rhythmic contractions of her pussy made me shiver with anticipation.
My movements grew more urgent, my thrusts deeper and faster as I chased my own release. I kept my eyes on hers, the raw, unspoken connection between us heightening the intensity of the moment.
"Slam... Slam... Slam," the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the room, the rhythm matching our growing passion.
Jennifer's eyes widened, her body arching as the first waves of orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.
"Oh, Art...!" she screamed, her voice a mixture of ecstasy and disbelief as her orgasm hit her. Her body shook uncontrollably, her walls convulsing around my cock as she came, her juices soaking me.
The feeling of her pulsating, wet heat was enough to send me over the edge. My hips jerked faster, my moans growing louder as my own release drew near.
"I'm... I'm close," I moaned, my voice shaking with desperation.
As the pressure peaked, I pulled out with a slick slap, the sudden cool air hitting my throbbing cock.
Gripping myself tightly, I positioned my length over her naked body, stroking furiously until the first hot stream of cum erupted from me. Thick strands of my cum stained her skin, trailing across her heaving chest, down her stomach, and onto her slick thighs. A few stray splashes landed on her flushed face.
Jennifer gasped softly, her lips parting in a teasing smile. Slowly, she ran a finger down her cheek, catching a drop of my cum, and brought it to her lips. Her tongue darted out, licking it clean with a deliberate, seductive motion.
"Mmm… you taste… incredible," she murmured, her eyes half-lidded in satisfaction.
"You're delicious," I whispered into her hair, my lips brushing her temple.
Two hours later, Rudolph lay exhausted on the large bed, and Jennifer was still in high spirits.
"Jennifer, let me take a break. I kind of regret helping you become a Level 2 Knight. When you were a Level 1 Knight, we were equals. Now that you're a Level 2 Knight, I have to admit, I need a rest."
"How can a man say he's incapable? How about I get you some medicine?"
"Medicine? I don't need medicine. I'm a wizard. Wait for me for a while and I'll find a way to improve my physique."
After a few teasing words, Rudolf got down to business: "Jennifer, why are there so few people in Jazz Castle?"
"Jazz Castle is moving."
"Where are they moving to?"
"To Gassai City."
Rudolf immediately thought of a possibility: "Gassai City? Could it be the Baron's Castle?"
Jennifer nodded:
"Yes. After the last city council meeting on the issue of "dangerous criminal groups," Viscount Savant found me and discussed with me the possibility of my inheriting the title of Baron of Gassai City.
"I am Baron Hakem's granddaughter and have the right of succession. Hayden is dead and I am a 2nd level knight, so with the support of Viscount Savana, I will inherit the title of Baron of Gassai City."
Rudolf also wanted to ask what Jennifer was going to do when Leman City became more and more dangerous, but now it seemed there was nothing to worry about. In Gassai City, there was a baron's castle and Thor's mine, which was much safer than Leman City.
Jennifer left with the last group of people in Jazz Castle, and Rudolf lived alone in the empty Jazz Castle.
Two nights later, tens of kilometers from Leman City, a huge wolf pack passed through the night, raising high dust. The wolf pack was endless, and there was no end in sight. According to rough estimates, there were at least thousands of them. It was a huge werewolf tribe, belonging to level 5 werewolves.
The red wolf stood on the hillside next to the wolf pack, followed by several level 4 werewolves.
The Red Wolf's level is higher than that of a Level 4 Werewolf, and the Red Wolf's eyes are looking towards the city of Fabro.
"Let's go, werewolves can't be absent from this feast."