My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start Chapter 332 - Go On, We’re Listening

Chapter 332: Go On, We’re Listening

Casey paced in his cabin with a glass of wine in one hand and unbuttoning the buttons of his clothes with the other. He admired his own body in front of a mirror.

His cheeks and neck were wheat-colored due to his regular exposure to the sun and wind, but the skin below his neck was pale. Even though he lacked powerful muscles, his physique was not horrible, save for a bit of belly fat. He was lean, not obese like the usual noblen, which was also why he could seduce girls.

“How should I enjoy the two girls later?”

The corners of Casey’s mouth rose, and he took a sip of the red wine in his glass.

Even though he had tasted many girls over the years, he was still amazed by the two won he had just seen on the small boat. He was very good at judging won. The most important thing about won was not their appearance but their temperant. There were too many beautiful won in the entire kingdom, but only a few were good-looking and had an extraordinary temperant.

Nightingale and Denise were quite special among other beautiful won with a good temperant. They looked at him with fearless eyes. He wanted to make them into slaves who only knew how to obey him. It would give Casey a great sense of achievent as a man.

“Won always take a long ti to take a shower. I really hope they co here soon. I can’t wait.”

“Can’t wait for what?”

At that mont, a cold voice suddenly ca from behind him; the door was kicked open with a bang.

Nightingale had just taken a shower, so her short black hair was wet on her shoulders. So of her hair was still stuck to her pink face, making her look very pitiful. Her bare shoulders were also very attractive.

Denise, who was standing next to her, also looked gorgeous. Compared to Nightingale’s youthful aura, Denise was like a ripe peach. Her round breasts inflated the gown, and the golden-red scales on her bare skin gave her a mysterious and seductive wild charm.

“Of course, I can’t wait to see you two.”

Casey admired Nightingale and Denise’s figures and appearances greedily. He licked her lips, and the breath he exhaled from his nose beca heavier. “Those dresses are fitting for two beautiful won. Indeed, beautiful clothes need equally beautiful won. Co here, let have a good look.”

“What if I refuse?” Nightingale laughed.

“You think I’m asking you? This is an order.”

Casey walked to the table, put down the wine glass, and clapped his hands. “Paul.”

“Young Master, I’m here.”

The old butler spoke, and then his n teleported behind Nightingale and Denise from sowhere. “Ladies, please get into Young Master’s room obediently. I don’t want to be rough with you.”

“What would you do?” Denise raised her eyebrows, pretending to be flustered.

Casey laughed. “I don’t know if you’re innocent or stupid. What else can we do? Of course, I’d caress your body and kiss every inch of your skin.”

“So you’re coveting our bodies, so you invited us here. You lied to us when you said you would treat us to a al as a host.”

“You finally understand .”

Casey no longer tried to hide it. “That’s my purpose. I did not expect you to be so gullible. I advise you to cooperate with so that I won’t bring you to the interrogation room after I’ve had enough fun. I might even give you so money! If you don’t cooperate with , I will throw all of you overboard for the fishes, including that young man and the child.”

“I see. Well, we’re willing to cooperate with you.”

Nightingale pondered for a mont and suddenly revealed a brilliant smile. There was a flash of killing intent in that smile, but unfortunately, Casey, who was already very excited, did not see it.

As Nightingale agreed to that, she and Denise imdiately entered Casey’s room. The door imdiately closed, and the butler, nad Paul, was standing outside to prevent anyone from disturbing Casey’s mood. He crossed his hands on his abdon and closed his eyes to rest. He used his combat aura to seal his ears. He had done that kind of thing too many tis and was very familiar with it.

Not long after the door was closed, a scream imdiately ca from inside the room. The scream was very high-pitched, but only a trace of it passed through layers of combat aura and entered his ears.

“It seems that Young Master is really enjoying himself today. It’s so intense.”

After the scream, there was a faint trace of a strange dragon’s roar. Paul still did not pay attention to it because Casey’s won would always make all kinds of beastly sounds like dogs barking or pigs oinking.

Bang, Bang, Bang!

Soti later, the old butler felt the door behind him shake violently. It was as if soone was knocking on the door. It was as if he heard soone say his na and asked him for help. He laughed out loud. He kicked the door behind him.

‘Those two won must not have been able to bear the torture, so they are at the door, trying to escape. As a professional butler, how can I let that happen? Since Young Master is having such a good ti, he might reward with a lot of money after this.’

The old butler was still fantasizing about it when he noticed two people walking over from the direction of the deck. They were Watson and Antonio, whom he had invited onto the ship previously.

The two of them were in a discussion as they walked.

“Master, I heard that many noblen have strange hobbies. They like to buy young girls from other races as slaves. It’s probably fine for the sea folks. After all, they can have legs for a short period. What about those without any legs? For example, I’ve heard of a race called dusa. The female’s top half of the body is human, but the lower half is a snake.”

“Actually, many noblen don’t buy those foreign girls to enjoy themselves. They just want to satisfy their curiosity. Even if they don’t have legs, they still have hands and mouths. Those noblen will do anything! Watson, you’re still young. Sotis, that world is darker than you think.”

“Why are you two here? Where are the guards? What are they doing?”

The butler widened his eyes when he saw the two people. He was furious. Usually, Casey’s cabin would have guards to protect it. Those two would not have been able to get into the cabin. Were they neglecting their duty?

“Guards? Are you referring to those people?”

Watson opened his right hand. A black hole imdiately appeared in the sky, and a group of people fell from it. They groaned painfully on the ground. They were the elites that guarded the ship.

“What’s going on?”

The old butler’s eyes widened even more. Those guards were at least silver-tier, and there was no lack of gold-tier elites among them. Furthermore, they were very good at team battles. That was why they were able to catch those rmaids from the sea. However, those people looked as if they had been defeated because they could not fight back.

If those two people in front of them were elites, then those young ladies would not be weak either. The old butler’s expression suddenly changed when he thought of the miserable screams that ca out from the young master’s room. He removed the combat aura seal on his ear and pulled the door open hurriedly.

The room was covered in blood, but it was Casey’s blood. At that mont, Casey was lying on the ground. His face was swollen like a pig’s head, his body was full of wounds, and his clothes had been torn to shreds. Nightingale was standing on him. She lifted her high-heeled shoes and kicked him again and again. That was how he got the bloodied wounds on his body.

Every ti Nightingale kicked him, a small jet of blood spurted out of Casey’s wounds, making him look like a broken watering can.

“Aren’t you going to kiss every inch of our skin? Don’t you want to see what you look like? In return, I’m going to kiss your skin with the sole of my shoe.”

“Young Master, Master Antonio, you’re here.”

Denise sat on a chair at the side and snapped her fingers. A ball of fla swept over Casey’s body, scorching and scabbing a small part of the wound caused by Nightingale. She was responsible for stopping Casey’s bleeding to prevent the fragile young master from dying due to excessive blood loss.

Then, she saw the opened door and Watson and Antonio standing outside. She imdiately stood up and bowed respectfully.

Nightingale also noticed the people outside. She stopped, took a handkerchief to wipe her shoes, and then threw the bloodied cloth at Casey’s face.

“What did you do? How dare you do such a brutal thing to the Ptolemy family’s Second Young Master?”

The old butler was stunned for a few seconds when he saw the terrible scene inside. He rushed inside and knelt beside Casey. He tried to lift the wounded man. “Young Master, are you in pain?”

‘What do you think?’

Casey wanted to say that, but he could only cough up blood. He curled into himself weakly and glanced at Watson and the others with fear and hatred. He cursed inwardly. ‘D*mn it, I miscalculated! I didn’t expect these people to be so strong. I also don’t know where they ca from. When I return ho, I’ll investigate this properly. If they don’t have any background, they’ll be dead for sure.”

“Don’t worry, Young Master. I won’t let them off so easily!”

The old butler stood up heavily and pointed at Watson and the others. “It’s still not too late for all of you to kneel and admit your mistakes. Otherwise, you’ll be hacked into pieces and thrown into the sea for the sharks!”

‘Idiot, don’t provoke those people at a ti like this. Let’s talk about that after this.’

Casey struggled to get up from the ground. He wanted to say sothing, but he coughed up blood again.

“Are you threatening us?”

Nightingale’s face seed cold.

“I’m not threatening you; I’m telling you the truth. Every ti Young Master Casey ravages the girls, he’ll use cruel thods to dismber them. The Ptolemy family is very powerful in the floating city. If you don’t kneel, admit your mistakes, and beg for forgiveness, you’ll suffer the consequences. Young Master once raised several girls as wild beasts and let them fight each other in a cage...”

The old butler cleared his throat and loudly proclaid the brutality of his young master. He did not notice that everyone’s eyes had turned cold.

“So you’ve done so many disgusting things. It seems that my punishnt for you was too light.”

Nightingale raised her right leg and kicked Casey into the wall. Casey’s hands were limp—they were obviously broken.

“You... You dare to kill him? Didn’t you hear what I just said?” The old butler scread.

“Go on. We’re listening.”

Watson and the others turned their heads in unison. If the butler had not revealed so many secrets, they would not have been so cruel to Casey.