In the Ga world, there were many races about.
Tens of thousands of years ago, there were disputes amongst the various races, which resulted in the biggest and most tragic war of the Ga world.
In the end, the humans won and took over the biggest portion of it.
All the other races retreated and hid themselves.
The Undead Race at the Extre Lands of the North; the Atlantian race at the Atlantis Sea territory; the Hybrid race of the Wild Lands, and the Titan race, which is only heard of in legends.
The tragedy of war that happened tens of thousands of years ago caused those races to remain in hiding. And it was only now that the world was sowhat peaceful on the surface, where each race wouldn’t bother the other, that there would be sightings of them.
There were actually a plethora of conspiracies going on, but that will be glossed over for now.
The Fur-Tailed demon race is one of the myriad races in the world.
They were usually hidden within the depths of mountain forests. They were naturally born with the ability to charm others; they were peerless with singing and dancing; and every male who sees them will be enchanted by them.
Apart from this, their most amazing ability was being great in bed.
Their bodies were so soft and flexible that they allowed them to be perfect in any difficult position. One could describe them as knowledgeable in all one hundred and eight karma sutra positions, giving you complete ecstasy.
It was also this reason that the Fur-tailed demon race was cruelly hunted down and captured by humans. Each female fur-tailed race was worth up to a million bags of gold currency. If the female had a little bit of cultivation in her, she was worth upwards of tens of millions of gold currency.
Once at the royal capital City, an adult Fur-tailed was auctioned off for the horrifying price of twenty-seven million gold currency.
An adult Fur-tailed was mature and full of charm, but was difficult to subdue.
But a juvenile Fur-tailed was different in the fact that they can be trained and grood. When they beca an adult, they would be capable of rendering the perfect service.
That’s why the price of a juvenile Fur-tailed was even more terrifying.
Upon arriving in this new world, Maxwell had read so books that spoke about the Fur-tailed race. When looking at the girl pouting with her adorable gaze, it was difficult for Maxwell not to have so evil intentions.
Wait until she grows up, matures, and becos more beautiful, then we’ll do several difficult postures in bed.
He almost couldn’t control himself!
When thinking about it, sothing started dripping out of Maxwell’s nose...
It was a nosebleed!
Maxwell’s imagination had beco very impure, and he naturally started thinking of those adult action movies of his past life.
She was a lolita who hadn’t even reached ten years old yet! How can your imagination be this disgusting?
A beast! You’re a complete beast!
Maxwell started scolding himself. Upon seeing how cute the lolita was, he squatted down with a friendly smile: "Little girl..."
With his nosebleed, eight days and eight nights without rest, dishevelled hair, and a weird look in his eyes, Maxwell looked the exact image of a perverted wretch.
He was the stereotypical look of those perverted uncles!
The Fur-tailed Demon Lolita’s eyes trembled as she stared at Maxwell. She then forced herself to say: "Don’t co over. I’ll really hit you!"
"Hit ? Little girl, I’m not a bad person." Maxwell smiled.
His smile looked a bit frivolous, kind of like those scumbags who catcall girls walking by on the streets.
How could this image not make a lolita scared?
The lolita took half a step back while clenching her two small pink fists. She had the look of "If you dare co near , I will definitely hit you!"
She was extrely cautious.
There’s no way that Maxwell would harm such an adorable lolita.
Maxwell didn’t bother saying anything more when seeing her act like this. There’s no way he could use force, right?
If he did force her to calm down, he would even look down on himself.
Suddenly, a huge King Python searching for food shot out. Maxwell’s eyes widened in surprise, and he loudly shouted: "Watch out!"
The King Python’s target was the Fur-tailed Demon, Lolita.
Maxwell’s body was still in a weakened state, but he didn’t bother with it; he used whatever strength he had left to activate Ghost Steps and shot out.
"Ahhh..."
"Snake!"
The lolita jumped up in fright as her face turned pale.
Maxwell grabbed the King Python and threw it away instantly.
At the sa ti, Constantine stomped down and leapt up to receive the King Python. His hands pulled away and directly ripped the snake apart into two pieces – instant death!
Fresh blood splattered the area.
The lolita jumped up in fright again and directly leapt towards Maxwell. Her legs were tightly wrapped around Maxwell’s waist, and her head was buried in his chest. She then said in a shivering voice: "Snake, there’s a snake! Brenda is very scared."
Seeing how truly scared she was, Maxwell felt his heart ache. He then gently patted her back and whispered: "Don’t be scared, I’m here."
Imdiately after, the lolita raised her head to stare at Maxwell before her little mouth pouted. She then jumped out of his embrace and clenched her two little fists while angrily shouting: "Who says I’m afraid of snakes? Humph, don’t co over or else I’ll really hit you."
Maxwell shook his head with a smile as he was quite amused by her cuteness.
Her facial expression and her tone of voice were simply irresistible, causing anyone to enjoy her adorable attitude. It was even capable of temporarily throwing out all the worries Maxwell had of the future.
Maxwell seriously said, "I won’t go over."
The lolita’s stomach gave off so growls of hunger. Her face changed slightly as she blinked a few tis. Upon seeing that Maxwell seed like he was laughing at her, she said: "I’m not hungry, humph."
"Go open up the snake and clean it out." Said Maxwell to Constantine.
Constantine picked up the King Python and trundled off.
Maxwell went to collect so dry wood to set up the fire. Once it was lit, he would occasionally glance at the lolita while the lolita would glance back at him.
Lolita’s eyes showed curiosity as she didn’t know what Maxwell was planning to do.
Not long after, Constantine returned. With this series of events, Maxwell didn’t have ti to look at the properties of the successfully crafted Egyptian Sword. He then tossed it over and said, "Here’s your new weapon."
Constantine grabbed it with his hands and shouted, "Yay!"
He cried out in surprise, managing to give Maxwell and the lolita a scare.
"Are you going to die if you don’t act that shocked?" Maxwell glared at Constantine.
Constantine started wiping away the dust from the Sword. His heart was in ecstasy as he almost kneeled at Maxwell’s foot. "Boss, are you really giving this?"
He almost couldn’t believe it.
This huge Sword was simply too beautiful and too powerful.
Moreover, this was a Type 2 weapon. This, too, was outside Maxwell’s expectations since he never imagined the first weapon he crafted from mana would be successful and would turn out to be a type 2 one.
While starting to grill the snake at, Maxwell said, "If you don’t like it, give it back to ."
"I like! I absolutely love it, thanks, boss!" Said Constantine with a cheeky grin.
The lolita glanced at Constantine with disdain as she mumbled, "He was imdiately won over by a piece of trash weapon, what low standards."
Not long after, the snake at started giving off a delicious barbecue sll that was extrely enticing.
The lolita’s stomach started growling even louder. Her pitch black eyes stared motionlessly at the grilled at while drool started coming down her chin.
"Do you want to eat?" Asked Maxwell.
The lolita nodded quickly, but a few seconds later, she started shaking her head like crazy. After swallowing a mouthful of drool, she then said: "I’m not even hungry one bit."
"Fine then."
Maxwell faintly smiled before grabbing a skewer of at and eating it. After much slurping, "This slls and tastes so good."
The lolita’s little tummy started growling again as she swallowed back her drool.
Seeing that half the snake at had already been eaten by Maxwell, the lolita couldn’t handle her hunger anymore and looked at Maxwell with a glimr in her eyes. She then made a pitiful-looking face and said, "Can you give a little bit to eat?"
"Sure. But first, you have to tell your na." Maxwell asked while he stopped eating.
The lolita leapt forth in joy and arrived by Maxwell with two strides. She grabbed a skewer of snake at, and her little face started eating like a kitten. In between her eating and giggling, she replied: "My na is Brenda Ewen."
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