If anyone is familiar with history, they will find that the best people in the world are those princes and nobles. Born above all others, enjoying supreme power and great wealth, they are always good at pleasing themselves.

As descendants of the Twenty Kings, the Draconians who enjoyed supreme status and power were undoubtedly hedonistic, and the noble and wise Kipil Saint was the master of this.

At this time, the shower was pounding on the glass of the hanging garden, and the whip exploded in the air, whipping on the skin.

"Ahh......h

"Loud up, you pig!"

"Ah, the Queen will spare me!"

"No sincerity!"

"Spare me! Queen! Spare the pigs. ”

Kipil turned around and smiled flatteringly, tears on his face, fat huddled together, and a little cuteness in his hateful face.

"Disgusting! Turn around! ”

The woman in the leather coat with huge breasts gave a look of disdain, and kicked her right heel hard in the middle of Kipil's ass with a high heel.

The Kipir Monster screamed, and the whole person fell to the ground, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Get up, pig, get up!"

The woman kicked Saint Kipil's thick back one by one. Kipil snorted and crawled forward slowly.

Just then, the woman accidentally tripped over a pebble on the ground, and the tip of her sharp heel kicked hard between Kipil's legs.

There was a scream, and yellow liquid dripped from between Kipil's legs.

"Don't! I didn't mean to, Lord Kipier!! ”

The woman who had just been on her toes fell to the ground, trembling all over.

Kirpil Saint gasped and stood up, his body fat and muscular, his bloodshot eyes like an upright angry boar.

"Spare me! Woo...... "The woman burst into tears, crying and wearing makeup.

Kipil's thick hand was placed on the woman's head, and the woman trembled with fright.

"Are you so afraid of me?"

Kipil's eyes narrowed, and his hand grabbed the woman's hair sharply, pulling her in front of him, making her face face full of pain and anger.

The woman couldn't cry anymore, and the sharp pain in her scalp made her unable to think, so she could only shake her head desperately.

Kipil slammed her head down, and with a click, blood spilled from her messy hair, and the woman's body twitched, and she couldn't live.

"Got it, Hancock!"

Kupirsaint turned her head to look at the dark-haired girl on the other side, who stood in front of her two younger sisters, looking at the people in front of her with fear and disdain.

"The concubine body won't learn these disgusting things, you scum."

And this made Kipil Saint even more excited.

"That's it, Hancock! Innocent, arrogant without any traces of performance. You will be the most beautiful queen! ”

Kipil Saint stretched out his hands to Hancock as if to hug him.

"What do you want to do! Disgusting pig, take your hands away! ”

Boyahan Cook bravely looked directly at the Draconians and did not take a step back.

"Yes, it's too early," said Saint Kipil to himself.

"Apples need to be ripe so they don't look sour."

Seeing the frightened expressions of the three sisters in front of him, he smiled comfortingly and withdrew his hand.

"Don't be afraid, Boyahan Cook, because you are so beautiful, you can be forgiven for doing anything."

After speaking, he realized that the three of them were not looking at him, but looking up at the sky.

"What's up there?"

Kipil turned and looked up.

The giant red dragon was perched on the glass of the Hanging Garden, its huge amber pupils staring at him.

"Open...... Are you kidding. ”

Crash! The glass was shattered by the hard dragon claws, and the dragon flew down.

The clown laughed wildly and flew off the dragon's head, and when he landed, he owed himself to the three young ladies.

"Good evening, three young ladies."

"Spartacus, looks like I've dug up a treasure."