The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 402 Yes, love... I will kill them.
"When did this happen?" Qingyi asked.
He crushed the letter in his hands, moving the fire Qi through his fingers and turning the paper into dust.
Although Isabel had run away from home, Qingyi knew full well that she didn't hate her family.
Many times, she would even ask him when they would finally visit her parents.
It was cute to see her talk about all the wonders she wanted to show him and all the arrogant nobles she wanted him to castrate.
After all, the kingdom of Valemont, which bore her surname, was her homeland. That letter was about her father, David Valemont.
The kingdom of Valemont was one of the most remote on the western continent, located in the southwesternmost region of the southern continent, surrounded by the ocean on all sides except the north.
Despite its limited military power, this geographical position ensured a rich economy and mostly peaceful borders, with only one exception: the tribes of Orgh, a settlement of green-skinned people in a cluster of putrid swamps.
Isabel's father had left on a pacification expedition against these tribes and ended up ambushed on the way.
His life seemed to be hanging by a thread, and to make matters worse, a noble revolt had just broken out, seeking to replace him with his brother.
Obviously, in a normal situation, this would not be Qingyi's problem. He couldn't care less about the existence of a small, isolated kingdom like that.
But he would have to go to the western continent at some point, and of course, he couldn't let the family of his beloved Isabel end up like
that.
What should he do? Abandon them? Tell Isabel that her husband found it too troublesome to deal with some insects for her? That he let her family die because of it?
No... he wasn't that kind of man.
With a sigh, he lifted his face to Margareth.
"A few weeks ago," she replied. "The letter came in a general report from some contacts I have in my magic tower, so there weren't many details. But apparently, things aren't looking good for the royal forces." "I see..." Qingyi gritted his teeth, taking Meilin into his lap.
After a brief moment, he allowed himself to relax. He slapped Meilin's butt, his palm hitting her full, voluptuous cheeks with a loud clap.
"What do you think? The kingdom of Valemont doesn't seem like a bad place..." Qingyi smiled.
"Nghnn~~ I have to take care of a few things before we leave... there are a lot of accumulated documents that only I can sign. I need to take care of all this before the trip," Meilin said, panting slightly.
"Hm... I would have a lot of those too, but since they replaced me, it's no longer my problem, fufufu~~," Margareth said, grabbing the other woman's hands. "Come on, I'll help you with that."
Soon, the two disappeared over the horizon, leaving Qingyi alone again.
With a sigh, he closed his eyes and entered the world of his mind. There, he went straight after Isabel.
She was at the rear of the temple, in the small forest that Ruxue had created surrounding the hot springs.
Her beautiful emerald eyes were closed as she enjoyed the birdsong.
Behind her, her dress was tight over the protruding curve of her full rear, perfectly demarcating her plump, round cheeks.
Naturally, Qingyi had chosen only the species with the most beautiful songs to populate that mental world.
The lack of laws against animal trafficking certainly helped a lot with that, as there were countless exotic pet shops in the immortal sky.
Suddenly, she felt something approaching from behind. A pair of powerful hands flowed to her huge, chocolatey tits, squeezing them firmly, the soft, creamy skin spilling between his fingers.
"Aghnn~~ Be gentler, hubby... my massive boobs aren't going to run away from you, hehehe~~," Isabel giggled softly as Qingyi spun her around, sitting her on his lap.
"I know." Qingyi smiled back, planting a kiss on her lips.
His tongue invaded her mouth, feeling every bit of the sweet taste of
those incomparable lips.
He could feel Isabel's breasts pressed against his chest, gently undulating before calming down between the tightness of their
bodies.
Her hands flowed down to Qingyi's shoulders, while his descended to her slim, delicate waist, which seemed about to break under the
weight of those huge, dark mountains of flesh.
When their lips parted, connected only by a thin thread of saliva, she focused her eyes on her husband.
"Husband doesn't look happy... does he need to be smothered by his lovely wife's massive tits? Or is it his lower head that needs attention? Fufufu," Isabel giggled sensually.
"You know I always need that..." Qingyi laughed.
He slapped Isabel's butt, enjoying her sweet, high-pitched squeal, watching her flushed, naughty face. Unfortunately, he soon had to
put on a serious expression.
"Something happened in your family's land. Some nobles seem to have revolted after your father was seriously injured in an expedition
against some green-skins," Qingyi explained.
The moment she heard those words, the expression on Isabel's face
fell completely. Her beautiful green eyes trembled.
"It was that damn Lord Belcuck, wasn't it? He must be feeling entitled to something after I had that filthy pig of a son of his castrated!" Isabel
declared, gritting her teeth.
Her eyes overflowed with pure rage as she hugged Qingyi.
The kingdom had been quite stable when she left; even the Orgh tribes weren't causing much trouble at the border. How could everything have fallen apart so quickly?
"Husband will fix everything, right? You won't let those filthy bastards live for another moment, will you?" she asked, almost begging, tears
beginning to fall.
Qingyi felt his heart tear at that sight. Why did someone always have to cause pain to his wives?
"Yes, love... I will kill them, and their death will be slow and painful. They will not forget for a single moment the wrong they have done to
your family..."
Qingyi kissed Isabel one last time, hugging her tightly and struggling to calm his burning Qi.
It was always like this. Always some filthy pig begging for his steel.