Chapter 3: D cup, full of justice!

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Strength is talent and even more perseverance. One month is not enough to transform a young man who is only strong. It takes several years to decades to temper him from an ordinary young man with only brute force to a skilled warrior. Even Caesar, who is born with divine power, took a long time to control the terrifying power of the collapsed mountains and cracking the earth that flows in his body.

But Caesar did not intend to make the Iliad strong in one month. Even if he is a talented genius, if he wants to become a strong man, he will need to be tempered by blood and sweat, and fight between life and death. This is an eternal rule. A powerful person who has not experienced the real battle between iron and blood, no matter how powerful his strength, no matter how amazing his talent, he may be able to bully enemies much weaker than him, but if he encounters weaker enemies of the same level or a limited gap, the ending will certainly not be much better - Caesar certainly did not want the disciples he decided to teach to become like this.

He just wanted to spend one month to give Iliad the heart of a strong man, and then go to the North to receive system training.

Iliad didn't know who Caesar was. He just inferred from Caesar's words that he was probably the young master of a big family, but he couldn't think of how perverted the family could raise such a perverted young master.

But this did not change his mind, that is, the teacher who fell from the sky was indeed very powerful, and seemed to know everything. The teacher liked to let him hold a hundred kilograms of stone to exercise his physical stability. During this period, he would chatter and teach him some knowledge, sometimes skills such as horse training, sometimes changes in battle formations, and teaching everything seemed to be casual, but he asked him to keep it in mind and occasionally take the exam. If there was a key point that could not be remembered, well, then the fatal big foot kicked the butt.

Injured? It doesn't matter. The big bottle that can't even hold in one hand contains bright red potion. You only need to mix a drop of water with a bowl of water to keep your spirits refreshed, and secretly injured and dissipate, and then receive terrifying training to challenge the limit.

But Iliad was tough and took it alive without saying a word. After a few days, he really realized that something was slowly changing, as if some regrets were being made up for both slowly and quickly, just like his abandoned seven years, his confused seven years, and his unreasonable wasted time, under the supervision of this strict teacher.

"I heard you are very unpleasant?" But... this guy likes to lift people's scars. Although he knows that he is controlled by others at this time, the boy's heart is still as difficult as a fire. He said coldly: "What's wrong? No one cares about me anyway."

"Why do others have to love you except your mother?" Caesar spread his hands: "No one owe you, you owe you."

Iliad closed his eyes toughly, and Caesar shook his head and smiled: "It's not likable, right... I have two ways. Do you want to listen to that? Well, you have to listen to it. The first thing is to try your best to make others like you. You can help others fight, work, give people things, be kind to others, or be friends with others sincerely. In short, if you want to be nice to others, you have to be kind to others first. Now I can just find a street and greet them all the way from south to north. Can you do it?"

"Those are all exchanges of interests! You are just giving alms to you. They move closer to you because of interests, and sooner or later they will stay away from you because of interests!" Iliad shook his neck and said proudly.

"Hey, you guy can see clearly." Caesar smiled slightly, "But I have to say that unless the bonds connected by some bloodline or glory are based on other friendships, the foundations established by interests. If you save a life and others regard you as your benefactor, it is just that you gave him the benefit of living. Although it is very depressing, it is basically the case that the bonds connected by interests, if you are determined to consolidate, then you will build something unbreakable... Forget it, since you feel bored, I will give you a second clear path."

"What?" Iliad frowned with thick eyebrows.

"Since people cannot like you, let them be in awe of you." Caesar said lightly, "Use your power, your will, your plunder, and your conquest. Awe is not fear. The latter may be a matter of thought, and the former will never forget it for life. It is not your kind of street fighting, because you have seen how those guys' eyes are teasing and gloating when I beg you to refund the money. If you make them awe, you must let awe be engraved into their bones."

"Then what should I do?" The boy's eyes immediately burned.

Caesar smiled secretly and turned his head, but he felt so uncomfortable in his heart that he waved his hands randomly: "I want to fly if I haven't learned to leave? When can you ignore this hundred pounds? It's not too late to ask me for advice on this issue."

He was about to go out, and Iliad was a kind of strong and determined child, the kind that didn't need supervision - of course, there was a layer of sand on the ground, and even if this little bastard was lazy, Caesar could tell from the traces of sand.

However, the King of Heaven still turned around before leaving the door, perhaps to remind some, perhaps just because of boredom: "Iliad... You must remember that no matter what kind of husband is, you need the power to support the soul... If you want to stay here for the rest of your life, then you will be enough. If you want to be a security guard, you need a few capable and loyal subordinates. If you want to be a small battalion commander of a legion, you will need more people... If one day you can overlook the whole world from the top of the world's power, you need to always admire your courage and follow your glory and regard your will as their will. Many people, and only in this way can last forever."

Looking at the dazed Iliad, Caesar turned around and said, "Tsk... why should I tell him this..."

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Bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty, and what... male instinct, yes.

The reversal impulse is just these three prohibitions. The wood carvings usually use this to vent their murderous intent. Who doesn’t have the bloodthirsty thoughts? As for the last one... Caesar didn’t know how to deal with it. After all, the girls he missed were all different, and his experiences determined his vision. Moreover, the king of heaven was still guarding the strange virgin plot, which was very hateful in normal times, but at this time it took an unexpected effect, and accidentally suppressed the most difficult impulse to suppress.

There is only one reason, because there is no attempt, so I don’t know the taste. Although the inexplicable impulses that occasionally appear are seductive, Caesar, who has no practical experience, can only think about it. He always gives up and think about it, and for no reason.

I think it's been ten days since I thought about it. The reversal impulse was ready to move, and it gradually showed signs of threat. Caesar didn't know how to deal with it. During this period, he tried Lao Long's words many times, but Tagueo ignored it. No matter how Caesar induces ridicule, the demon dragon was still unmoved - this inexplicably inspired Caesar's sense of resistance. If you don't say it, I can't pass it by myself.

I feel it is necessary to go to Alice Fier to report on his son's growth... well, yes.

Caesar stood in the center of the street, touching his chin and thinking. Maybe he accepted Iliad as a student, maybe the mixed rumors also spread to him. Maybe it was because what happened that day made everyone feel scared. The wood carving shop became more and more deserted these days, and the children no longer gathered. Maybe they were harshly instructed by their parents. Overnight, Caesar was silently alienated by everyone because of the mother-son relationship.

But what does this have to do with me? It's just a month, and it's not a person who is traveling around, so you have to be a stranger's awareness. Caesar smiled calmly and calmed his heart silently. The weak are cautious in saving their lives. It's actually true.

Was it wrong to choose this place? Among these kind and cowardly people... I am really afraid of killing them.

Caesar sighed softly, and he walked gently towards the address left by Iliad. In the face of the reversal impulse that seemed invisible but absolutely shadow-like, the will to move forward and the power to sweep everything did not have much effect, because his strong enemies came from deep in his heart and from the test of the demon dragon. This time, he could no longer rely on his axe.

He couldn't help but remember the conversation with Eras before. The Sky God of War once asked him, what should we do if there were problems that the barbarians could not solve with courage and axes?

Is there such a thing? He asked this at the time, and then gave the childish answer - then leave it to me.

"Then leave it to me..." he whispered, clenching his right hand tightly.

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Alice Fir von Einzberen - Although this woman has lived in the outside world for ten years, she still lacks some common sense, such as the concept of "guest visiting", or in ten years, the first visitor who does not mean maliciously has arrived in this family. This really makes the noble woman feel a little busy.

Well, we won’t discuss this issue in depth whether the customer is not malicious and serious.

Looking at the woman who was almost at a loss, Caesar smiled: "It was my mistake to take the liberty to bother, but it seems that you have been doing monotonously over the years... Okay, just have two cups of tea."

The two sat down on the sofa in the living room. Compared to Caesar's casualness, the house was indeed not very small. Everything was in an orderly manner, with the corners of the furniture and the cleanliness - this was also normal. When a woman was bored to a certain extent, the work she had to do every day would definitely go well.

"Iliad is very good, am I training? Teach him, the only drawback is that his IQ is slightly lower." Caesar took a sip of tea and began to talk nonsense. Because of the threat of the reversal impulse, he almost restrained all his sharpness and sharpness, becoming like a peaceful and indifferent bard... But forcibly suppressing it is not good after all, so these sharpnesses are evacuated in another way, such as soft ghosts, unblocked tongues, and unconventional behavior.

"Please be very worried." Alicefil heard this and stood up and bowed, "Thank you so much..."

She must not know the meaning of tuning, teaching and IQ... Caesar glanced at Alicefil, the home was warm, and artificial people were not afraid of the cold. Therefore, she was still wearing thin home clothes, red tops, white skirts, and black stockings wrapped in slender and seductive thighs. Caesar shook his head and moved his eyes to Alicefil's chest.

She is indeed a mother who has given birth to a daughter... and she is indeed amazing, and her shape is unexpectedly beautiful.

Suddenly a flame burned from my heart, and Caesar's eyes trembled, haha, the flaw was still found.

The reversal impulse stimulated by Alice Fil's mature and seductive dress finally waited for the opportunity. The power of sexual desire was burning wildly, roaring in Caesar's ears, urging the king to develop a male instinct.

Punch it up! Press her seductive body on her body, tear her clothes open, possess them, and plunder them freely!

The breasts are in very good shape, and I think they are peach-shaped. For her figure, this breasts are very perfect!

Let her cry and cry under your crotch, let her surrender to you, because all her happiness is given by you!

Do artificial humans need milk? What about juice feeding? If possible, wouldn’t it be possible now...

Let her body tremble under you with only stockings, and let her strong and graceful thighs wrap around your back!

Let me infer the shape of the two cherries above the plump pastry...

Take control of her completely! This is your nature! This is your prey! This is your trophy! This is your female!

Let me determine the sensitivity of cherries... It is said that some of them will gradually become harder when exposed to the air!

The battle between heaven and man... Alice Phil felt Caesar's gaze, but she didn't know how to respond. Besides, Caesar's gaze made her a little confused. It was not the ones that were full of evil thoughts and lustfulness in the past - but no matter what, she knew that it was a bad thing to be stared at by a man on her chest, and she couldn't help but want to protect her chest with her arms.

Then Caesar made a move like a flash, his claws came out together, and he controlled Alicefil's arms, and then separated them strongly. The artificial human struggled in horror: "Sir... Sir, don't..."

But the horror did not happen. Caesar opened her arms, staring at her chest as if she was facing a great enemy. Apart from that, there was nothing else that was excessive. Alice Fill quietly opened her eyes and then inexplicably.

Someone created a human being who was not aware that he was being made by two homologous consciousnesses in history. One was a ghost and a vulgar and the other was a vulgar consciousness. Of course, he didn't know that Caesar accidentally found a kind of confrontational and impulsive remedy. During this period, the struggle between the two had reached the extreme.

That is a reversal of instinct in the heart, the male's mating nature, the most primitive and pure desire.

It comes from the dream of breasts, the persistence of love and justice, the dream that a boy has been going on to this day.

"The difference between love and instinct, the loneliness of the warriors of love, you beasts will never understand..." In the spiritual sea, Caesar smiled casually at the ever-changing images of the illusion, and his faint words were filled with indescribable enlightenment.

The reversal impulse roared into the sea of ​​consciousness. Caesar slowly opened his eyes, and after all, he had to withstand this time - without the slightest mentality of luck. The so-called reversal impulse is not a torrent like a mountain torrent, but a silent undercurrent that moistens things. The first time is the most important thing, the desire for killing, the desire for blood, and the desire for sexual desire. Once the first step is taken, it will fail halfway, because the reversal impulse has the roots that can be taken, and then it will make stronger temptations.

He then realized that he was still holding Alice Fil's hands and let go immediately, chuckling: "...I can't help myself, I can't help myself, forgive me, forgive me..."

"..." Alice Fill seemed very troubled. As a pure artificial human, she couldn't understand Caesar's strange behavior, so she asked straight, "What's wrong with you just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just a small secret injury. Thanks to the wife's chest just now... No, help, otherwise there would be a little trouble today." Caesar was very grateful. At this time, the artificial talent was surprised to find that the other party's forehead was covered with fine sweat. Although the eyes were firm and powerful, they had uncoverable fatigue.

"I think I'm going to sleep for a while... for a while." Caesar's mind was still clear, and his expression suddenly became serious. "Although it's a bit rude, I have a question to ask Mrs.... I don't know what the cup is on her breasts?"

"Ah?" Alicefil was surprised for a moment, then said casually, "It's d..."

"So that's it, no wonder it is. Then before I wake up, I'll ask you to take care of it. Well, it's okay to call it an emergency." Caesar's face was clear, his eyes full of admiration, "Finally, please let me sigh...d cup, full of justice!"

Then he kept sitting upright, Caesar closed his eyes, then breathed well, and fell asleep immediately. Alicefil, who was confused by his strange words, had time to see his sleeping position. Even when he fell asleep, his body still maintained an upright position, his muscles were tight and meticulous, as if he was taking a nap. Seeing him, Alicefil suddenly felt inexplicably sad. If he continued like this, wouldn't he be tired?

She leaned forward, hugged Caesar, and gently put the other person's body down. She wanted to find him a pillow, but the other person's weight pressed on her body actually made her feel fulfilled and satisfied. She didn't even want to let go of her hands. Finally, she put the other person's head on her legs and gently stroked Caesar's cheek.

Then he fell asleep quietly with a satisfied smile.

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Chapter completed!