Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 132: Bark like a dog!

At the Empire.

In a grand room, surrounded by countless devices connected, there were also countless energy crystals floating in mid-air.

These machines were all connected to a chair at the centre.

On the stone chair, a woman was seated. Although her body was enveloped in a mist, those dressed in black robes around her could still sense the majestic aura radiating from her.

At that moment, an elderly man in a black robe furrowed his brows as he looked at the data displayed on the screen, then raised his hand and said, "The data is complete. Begin the termination of the inspection process."

The others nodded in agreement and began operating the system.

Once the system ceased all activity, the woman slowly opened her eyes, sighed, and asked, "What are the results?"

An elderly man, around seventy years old, with a face full of wrinkles and a black robe, approached and said, "Your Majesty, the results are still normal. The seal is still intact, however..."

Indeed, this woman was the Empress of the Karol Empire – Catherine.

She furrowed her brows and asked, "What happened?"

The elderly man felt somewhat uneasy but decided to speak the truth: "Your Majesty, although the seal is still intact, the position of the Tomb has shifted."

"What?!"

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Catherine was slightly surprised, her eyes filled with disbelief as she asked, "Are you sure? That tomb has been sealed deep beneath the earth, it could never reappear, how could its position change?"

"Wait!" Catherine suddenly remembered something, murmuring, "Could it be because of that incident?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," the elderly man bowed and said, "I also believe so. Perhaps because of that incident, the positions of the realms and the six territories have drastically shifted."

"I suspect that the world where the Tomb of the Demon King resides has also shifted due to that event. The tomb's position is even harder to locate, while everything else has become chaotic."

"If we recklessly enter that chaotic area, it might cause many complications."

Catherine furrowed her brows and asked, "How severe are these complications?"

The elderly man sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I know you are currently one of the strongest people in this world, but that's only within this world."

"Out there, there are many existences far more terrifying. Just the previous Emperor alone is enough to make us fear."

Mentioning the former Emperor, Catherine also felt weary. She said, "Don't bring him up again. He's like someone haunted by the void, always seeking to find it."

"He abandoned this Empire, leaving it in chaos for over ten years. He is not worthy of being an Emperor."

The elderly man, upon hearing this, did not speak further. He nodded and said, "Yes, we can..."

"Um..." Suddenly, a strange sound, full of charm and contempt, escaped Catherine's mouth.

Realizing what had happened, Catherine quickly said, "Um… you… you continue searching for the location of the Tomb. If there is any news, report to me immediately..."

Having said that, she hurriedly left, her form turning into countless fireflies before vanishing into space.

Everyone looked at each other, then glanced toward the chair, unsure of what had just occurred.

Catherine had already appeared inside her private room. The maid, seeing her arrival, was about to say something when a violent wind forcefully pushed her out of the room.

BAM!

The sound of the door slamming shut echoed loudly, startling the maid.

"Heh?! Your Majesty? What just happened?" The maid muttered in confusion.

She worriedly approached the door, intending to speak, when a protective barrier enveloped the room.

The maid flinched, quickly retreating to the back. Though confused, she realized there was nothing she could do but wait.

Inside the room, Catherine lay on the bed, her hands covering her chest, grinding her teeth as she said, "Carlotta! What the hell are you doing?"

"Um... Carlotta! I... will... um... um..."

Catherine felt her body burning as though a flame was scorching it, and she felt an itching sensation as if thousands of ants were crawling all over her body.

She lay on the bed, her body twisting and contorting in strange ways like a snake.

"Dammit! Stop... Carlotta!"

Catherine's voice trembled with discomfort and pain, as she could feel the sensitive parts of her body being touched by something.

Her mouth was continuously stimulated, causing her to feel like she wanted to speak but could not.

The air was thick and filled with lust for over thirty minutes.

Then... Catherine violently trembled and lay still on the bed, breathing heavily.

"Carlotta!!!" Catherine gritted her teeth, her voice filled with fury and hatred, as though she wanted to tear Carlotta into a hundred pieces.

"You wretched! You filthy whore! AAA!!!"

Catherine screamed in rage, fortunately, her room was protected by a barrier, otherwise, the maid outside would have certainly heard her scream.

After a long while, Catherine finally managed to calm her emotions.

She waved her hand at that moment, turning the entire bed into ash.

Catherine felt an overwhelming sense of shame as she looked at the burning bed.

She broke the barrier and allowed the maid to enter the room.

Once inside, the maid knelt on the floor, bowed her head, and said, "My Mistress."

Suddenly, the maid sniffed the air, noticing a strange smell—burning wood, but alongside that, there was another scent.

Though faint, it was still perceptible through the thick smell of smoke.

"What are you smelling?" Catherine furrowed her brows, feeling both embarrassed and angry.

The second time.

This was the second time, lasting for thirty minutes, making Catherine feel so uncomfortable that she almost wanted to end it all.

Hearing Catherine's unpleasant voice, the maid immediately replied, "Apologies, Mistress, I could only smell the scent of herbs."

"Huh! Prepare another bed for me."

"Heh?!" The maid, confused, but ultimately obeyed Catherine's words.

The maid left, and Catherine, embarrassed, covered her face and clenched her teeth: "Carlotta! Don't let me catch you, because if I do, I will ensure you regret ever existing."

"Carlotta!!!"

...

In the Tomb of the Bloodline, Carlotta was hugging Noan tightly. The events from before had now happened again.

She sat on his thigh, pressing her legs tightly against his, massaging for a long while, then trembling.

Noan could also feel his thigh damp, and of course, he knew what kind of liquid it was.

Carlotta's face turned bright red, her eyes dreamy and watery as she gazed at him.

Noan also looked at her.

They kissed until their lips turned red. Even Noan's lips were bleeding from being bitten by her.

Carlotta extended her soft, wet tongue and licked the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Then she licked her lips, as if she had just enjoyed a delicious dish.

Noan sighed, about to say something, when he suddenly felt something strike his face.

BAM!

Noan was thrown more than a hundred meters away, his body smashing a frozen pillar before he could even recover.

However, his condition was also very miserable.

His jaw was shattered, and where his cheekbone should have been, there was a large hole.

Fresh blood spurted out like a fountain, but strangely, in just a minute, his body had recovered to its original state.

Noan slowly stood up, his face filled with discomfort. He didn't understand what that girl wanted.

At first, she made him eat chilli, then honey, and now, once again, she was making him eat chilli.

"Come here!" Carlotta sat on a stone, gesturing toward Noan as if calling a dog.

"You..."

"Huh!" Noan was about to say something when Carlotta sniffed disdainfully, her hand clenched tightly.

At that moment, Noan felt as if his body was gripped by an invisible hand, pulling him toward the girl.

"Kneel!"

BAM!

Noan couldn't control his body and immediately knelt so forcefully that both his knees cracked the frozen ground beneath him.

"Oy! Even though you gave me the divine gift of Immortal, that doesn't mean you..."

"Am I allowing you to speak?" Carlotta interrupted, her voice cold enough to frighten Noan.

She sat high above, stomping on Noan's head with her high heels, laughing as she said, "Bark!"

"Huh?!" Noan felt as though he had misheard, his face filled with confusion as he looked at her. "What did you just say?"

"Are you deaf?" Carlotta grinned widely, her expression filled with madness and excitement. "Bark! Bark like a dog!"

"You..." Noan gritted his teeth, then realized what was happening, smiling provocatively as he said, "I will never submit to someone shorter than me."

Carlotta: "!!!"