Chat Group: Anime Girls are Moist-Chapter 322: Punishment and Storm is Approaching...? (Bonus Chapter)

Chapter 322 - 322: Punishment and Storm is Approaching...? (Bonus Chapter)

Milim's pride was indeed shattered.

Yet she also couldn't escape the physical pain.

"Ugh, it hurts... Waaaah..."

Milim, who had fled, lay face-down on a chair, looking pained and miserable.

Her butt really hurt.

Not only did that slap break her defense, it also prevented her from recovering.

"Damn it, what on earth did he do?!"

Just thinking about Rei Ao's hateful face made her furious.

No one had ever dared to spank her in her entire life.

[Talk behind my back, and you still want leniency?]

"Hmm?!"

A familiar voice came from right beside her, making Milim shudder.

It was Rei Ao's voice!

She was afraid she'd never be able to forget it.

But when she looked around, there was no sign of Rei Ao anywhere in the castle.

[Don't bother looking. Even from the Great Forest of Jura, I can see and hear your voice.]

Rei Ao's voice rang out again.

Realizing what was going on, Milim broke out in a cold sweat.

Did he hear everything she just said?!

"Smack!"

Before she could even think about what to do, her butt got smacked firmly again.

"Waaah!!!"

Her butt was already swollen and now it had been struck again, causing her to jump several meters high in pain.

Where she had been sitting, a hand emerged from the void and then withdrew.

"Uwaaa... didn't you say you wouldn't hit me anymore?"

Milim held her butt, crying in grievance.

She had fled all the way home and still couldn't escape Rei Ao's discipline.

[That was the price for talking behind my back. Let's see if you still dare speak ill of me.]

"I don't dare! Absolutely not!"

Having tasted the punishment, Milim shook her head frantically.

"..."

After a moment of silence, no more words came from Rei Ao. Milim shrank back, tentatively probing:

"Hey, you still there?"

[I told you: no matter what you say, I can hear it all.]

"!!!"

Sure enough, it was true!

Milim's face went pale.

Did that mean she'd be monitored in the future?

[Unless there's something important, don't call me. I'm quite busy over here.]

He really was busy.

Leaving aside the conditions of the deal with Velgrynd, there were also Shuna, Shion, and the others who needed his favor. Then there were Frey and Luminous, who both needed re-education from scratch. As for Ramiris, who was so tiny she could only serve as a "cup," he'd put her aside temporarily—mainly because Ramiris still hadn't adapted to her Fairy Queen form.

Frey, however, had self-awareness and was diligently (though clumsily) doing her own share of serving. Luminous was quite shy, so Rei Ao had her stand by and learn for the time being. Then there was Bibi Dong, who hadn't fully established a formal relationship with him—so she was just watching.

Even so, he still had time to punish Milim for talking behind his back.

Milim's eyes welled up with tears.

"I've already admitted I was wrong. Why won't you heal me? It really hurts; I can't even sit down."

All she wanted was for the unfamiliar swelling to go down.

[Ah, just endure that for now. I used a small trick; it'll wear off in a day.]

"Huh?"

A day?

So for the next day, she'd have to deal with a swollen butt that hurt whether she sat or stood, unable to do anything?

"Waaaah, why does it have to be like this..."

Once again, large teardrops rolled down Milim's cheeks.

[From now on, behave yourself. Don't go causing headaches for your aunt with that insolent attitude. Got it?]

"Ugh... okay."

She was no longer in any position to talk back, with no trace of her former tyrannical demon-lord bearing.

...

Meanwhile, in a huge hot spring prepared for Rei Ao by Treyni—

"Mmm, very good," Rei Ao nodded in satisfaction.

"Master, do you like this sort of thing?"

Frey spread the wings on her back. Paired with her nude figure, she looked like a seductive angel—or perhaps a fallen angel. At that moment, she was performing. She assumed Rei Ao's earlier praise was directed at her, and her sultry gaze brimmed with anticipation.

Rei Ao didn't let her down. He smiled in approval. "Frey, you're doing well. I didn't expect a first-timer to be so skilled."

Frey's cheeks flushed, and she gave a soft moan. "Maybe it's a natural talent of us winged folk."

"That's quite impressive. Frey, can you speed up a bit?"

"Mmm, whatever you command, Master."

She picked up the pace, which pleased Rei Ao even more. Then he called Velzard and Velgrynd over, telling them, "I've given your little niece some minor discipline. From now on, act like proper aunts in front of her instead of fighting all the time."

"Oh?"

Velzard's beautiful eyes gleamed.

"You mean you want us to be one big happy family?"

"You're not planning anything with Milim, are you?"

Even Velgrynd, who was receiving his caresses, couldn't help but appear suspicious.

"Sigh, what do you two think I am?"

Rei Ao sighed.

"..."

The people gathered around the hot spring looked at one another in silence.

One glance at this scene—steamy, fragrant, and spellbinding—was enough to see Rei Ao's true nature, no further explanation needed.

A total pervert. Enough said!

...

[Scene shifts to Douluo Continent]

Within the Spirit Hall, numerous Title Douluo held great sway. No one could easily obtain information about its major internal affairs. However, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wasn't as formidable. They couldn't manage to keep everything under wraps.

Word had gotten out about Yu Xiaogang, the son of Yu Chenzhen—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch. A certain group with vested interests had caught wind of it, namely the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan (one of the top three clans).

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was anything but weak. Together with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Clan, they were among the three most powerful on the continent and possessed one of the strongest support-type martial spirits. Their sect had two Title Douluo, fifteen Spirit Douluo, and eighty-six Soul Saint.

At that moment, there were three people in the grand hall of the clan.

The entire hall was silent.

A man was seated in the main seat, with two men standing by his side—one in white, one in black, both with upright bearing.

The man seated in the main seat wore well-ordered attire; he had a refined appearance and elegant demeanor. He was frowning as he read the letter in his hand.

This was none other than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's current patriarch, who was also the Imperial Preceptor to the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire: Ning Fengzhi, a seventy-ninth-level support-type Spirit Saint. As the wielder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he was hailed as the "Continent's Number One Support-type Soul Master."

After reading the letter, his expression was solemn, and he muttered quietly with a serious look: "A storm is coming..."

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