Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black silk Little Red Riding Hood!

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The King was attacked, and it happened recently, so it's only natural that she would retaliate against the Frankish Kingdom.

It's just that using such a fabricated excuse to attack other lords makes me feel a little guilty. Isn't it a bit unethical?

But soon she felt something was wrong. How could this guy be so skilled? Could he have been planning this all along?

She looked at Rhodes, gazing into his confident eyes. Jessibel frowned slightly, a hint of suspicion in her eyes, and asked with some doubt, "Could this have been your doing?"

Rhodes raised an eyebrow when he heard this, not expecting this woman's intuition to be so accurate.

However, he did not deny it, but rather tacitly acknowledged it, slowly saying, "I personally interrogated the assassin who attacked you, and I got the information about the mastermind behind the scenes from him. It was the Frankish King."

Jessibel was incredulous when she heard this.

She had no conflict with the Frankish King, and had barely even met him. How could this guy send a death warrior to attack her?

Rhodes explained when he saw this, "Because he has taken a fancy to Queen Karina."

Jessibel frowned when she heard this, but thinking about the Frankish King's personality, it didn't seem impossible.

In fact, it was very possible.

After all, this bastard was notoriously lustful. To provoke a conflict between two countries for his own selfish desires was very likely for him.

Rhodes continued, "So you don't need to feel any guilt about going to war with the Frankish Kingdom."

Jessibel took a deep breath. Even if this hadn't happened, she would have taken action anyway. Now she just felt less burdened.

But soon she thought of something deeper.

"Then does that mean the Frankish King's death also has something to do with you?"

Rhodes raised the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and said in a faint tone, "Why do you think a death warrior who has been instilled with the concept of loyalty since childhood would suddenly kill the king he serves?"

A trace of understanding flashed in Jessibel's eyes.

Although this guy didn't directly admit it, the meaning was very clear. The assassination by that death warrior must have been the work of this bastard. What a terrifying guy.

Fortunately, this guy is now on her side, and she has firmly tied him down with her body.

But it was just troublesome.

After all, the Frankish Kingdom was probably already fighting like dogs internally. Even if they knew that the Auston Kingdom was attacking, they probably wouldn't have the energy to resist.

After all, the strength of the Auston Kingdom was not weak to begin with, not to mention that he had this trump card hidden up his sleeve. It was estimated that he would definitely have to appear at that time.

However, if he wanted him to take action, he would definitely need to pay a price. At least a barony-sized territory would be enough for him to take action, roughly equivalent to a quarter of the land of the Frankish Kingdom.

Although it seemed like a lot, at least three-quarters of the land would still be left. This was a surefire win.

As long as Jessibel didn't do something stupid, she would definitely come to him.

After all, this could save the Auston Kingdom a lot of sacrifices. If they occupied the Frankish Kingdom at all costs, even if they succeeded, they would definitely suffer heavy losses. Wouldn't this give the surrounding countries an opportunity?

The Auston Kingdom was not only surrounded by the Frankish Kingdom. After Jessibel annexed the Frankish Kingdom, there would be even more countries bordering it, which also meant that it would face more opponents.

In this situation, preserving strength as much as possible was the best choice.

After Rhodes left, he went directly to Sir Felix's manor. As soon as he arrived, he saw Trittis alone, wandering around the manor with a look of nostalgia on her face.

Seeing Trittis, Rhodes suddenly remembered Cinderella, who was still in his personal space. This Cinderella and Trittis were very close.

Although they were not related by blood, they were related in spirit.

Thinking of this, Rhodes directly released Cinderella from the space.

"Are we back?" Cinderella slowly opened her eyes, her mind still stuck on the last scene of Rhodes pressing her to make up lessons.

Every time after making up lessons, she would be taken into the personal space, and her mind would fall into stagnation. Every time she was brought out, she was greeted with a whiter and whiter scene.

So in her current memory, she had been continuously made up lessons by Rhodes several times, and her spirit and body were about to reach their limit. She didn't even know how long had passed.

Her dazed eyes glanced at the surrounding environment, and the familiar manor instantly made her realize that she was home?

Her eyes swept across the manor, and suddenly she saw Trittis, who was watering flowers alone.

Is this woman a new servant in the manor? Looking at this somewhat unfamiliar face, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of closeness.

It seemed that her soul was instinctively close to this woman.

Cinderella felt a little strange. Why would she have this feeling for a strange woman?

She felt very familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere, but the past memories were too distant.

She couldn't remember where she had seen this strange face. Maybe she had accidentally bumped into her somewhere.

Cinderella muttered to herself, but she had to admit that this woman was really beautiful.

And her figure seemed to be even better than hers.

Looking at Trittis's figure, and then looking down at her own, Cinderella felt an indescribable envy and amazement.

She thought her body was perfect enough, but she didn't expect to meet a woman who was even better than her.

This made her little pride disappear.

No wonder she could only be Mr. Rhodes's lover. Even a maid was so beautiful.

Outside, there are countless women more beautiful than her. Now, she considers herself very lucky to be Mr. Rhodes' mistress and slave.

Rhodes looked at Cinderella's inexplicably inferior eyes and couldn't help but hug this somewhat self-deprecating girl.

More than ten years of Cinderella's life have engraved her inferiority and cowardice into her bones.

Of course, this is not without its benefits. It's equivalent to a naturally trained slave.

Just a little bit of kindness and care will make her grateful, and she can even be molded into whatever shape he wants.

Even without him saying it, this woman will take the initiative to become more excellent to serve him.

In modern terms, she's probably the introverted and self-deprecating giving type of girlfriend who can't wait to give you everything.

This kind of personality is hard to hate and is also very suitable as a lover, but sometimes appropriate comfort is still needed.

Rhodes said lightly.

"Right now, her figure is better than yours, but as long as you regularly receive my guidance, your body will eventually grow to be even more excellent than hers."

He wasn't lying about this.

Although Cinderella and Tristis are of the same lineage, Tristis' current demonic body has already been finalized.

But Cinderella is just starting, without much training, growth, and development, possessing unlimited potential.

It's already so exaggerated now; all that's needed later is some specialized polishing and growth.

He could even feed her some magic potions in moderation for specialized body modification to unlock more potential.

Turning her into an ultimate, sensual beauty is definitely not a problem. He has confidence in Cinderella; this woman definitely has the potential.

Cinderella blushed shyly upon hearing this. She is a young girl who hasn't experienced much.

Although she has already had more than one tutoring session, the time is too short, and her mentality hasn't completely changed yet, but she still nodded.

With Rhodes' comfort, she gained a little confidence in her heart.

If Mr. Rhodes said it, then he definitely wouldn't deceive her.

She doesn't have any special requirements for her figure.

But if she continues to grow, she will definitely be more attractive to the opposite sex and make Mr. Rhodes even more satisfied.

Now, Rhodes' existence is her entire world.

As long as she can make Rhodes satisfied, she will be the happiest.

Looking at Cinderella, whose face was red and hadn't faded for a long time, Rhodes shook his head helplessly.

She's still too young. If it were an experienced noblewoman, she wouldn't be shy at all when faced with this kind of topic.

She would even take the initiative to have an in-depth discussion with him, preferably seizing the opportunity naturally to have another round.

This woman doesn't know how to seize opportunities. She doesn't know how precious his morning dew is now. If it were outside, countless people would break their heads trying to get a chance.

Rhodes took Cinderella directly towards Tristis. This woman wanted to see Cinderella the last time she came.

This time, he'll let them meet and also unlock a new relationship, making the relationship between this pair of women of the same lineage even closer.

Rhodes' eyes were playful, wanting to know what Tristis' reaction would be at that time.

After all, this woman's personality is quite conservative. Such a big stimulus; he's afraid she won't be able to handle it.

Thinking of this, Rhodes quickened his pace.

Soon, he came behind Tristis, who was bending over to water the flowers.

She was wearing a simple long dress.

Looking from behind, you could clearly see the waist and hip curves that were particularly prominent due to the bending posture.

The slender waist, which could be held in two hands, was as weak as a willow branch, but the curves that suddenly expanded below the waist were quite exaggerated and full.

The perky, full curves were like a perfect peach, with a width at least twice that of the waist. This extreme waist-to-hip ratio is simply unreasonable on a human body.

He has so many excellent women around him, but he can't find a single one whose waist-to-hip ratio can compare to Tristis.

This is the talent of the succubus race. Only this special demon race can possess this seemingly strange but alluring and tempting extreme physical proportion.

The muscle tissue structure of the demon race is powerful, so they don't need an overly thick waist to support the heavy upper body.

Even more, they can freely control their body muscles and nerves to compress their bodies.

The already slender waist can even shrink to the size of a fist in the extreme state, and the internal cavity organs will also shrink to one-third of their normal size under extreme pressure.

This special function is because the environment where demons live is harsh, and there are not enough survival resources.

Sometimes, in order to survive, they must save resources as much as possible, allowing most of the body's cells to fall into silence to save material consumption.

Of course, this characteristic is possessed by every demon race.

However, for a demon like Tristis, there is another magical effect.

Abilities are not strong or weak. Truly powerful experts can develop powerful abilities from useless ones.

And Tristis' predecessor, who was sacrificed, was obviously proficient in this.

As he got closer, Tristis' figure became clearer.

Under the loose long skirt, the huge sins naturally drooped, but it was difficult to hide their magnificence and uprightness.

It has to be admitted that in terms of physique, the demon race has an absolute talent that humans cannot compare with.

The special muscle structure allows their figure to not be deformed in the slightest, no matter how exaggerated it is.

Instead, it will present a state that violates the laws of physics.

At least he has never seen any woman who can carry a pair of reinforced cantaloupes without any sense of falling.

Even a technological warrior can only kneel in the face of this scene. This is simply not something that normal physical phenomena can explain.

It can only be explained by magic.

Rhodes, who already had some ideas, now only felt that the fire that had been vented a few times just now had not only not been extinguished but had become even more vigorous.

Fortunately, he is strong and healthy. Three or five times is completely child's play.

It's not even a rest, let alone reaching his limit 0 ........

If repeating something wasn't a little too troublesome.