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GOBLIN'S HAREM- CH-82. Kill her or not?
🕑 Added 2025-03-04 06:42:08 +0000 UTCLorraine decisively grabbed Annie's arm and easily lifted her slender body into the air.
Even in this position, she stubbornly tried to bite Lorraine's arm. Lorraine nimbly dodged her clumsy attack, then placed her on his knees with a cruel smile on his lips.
He pressed her petite body firmly onto his knees, holding her waist with his left hand, and slapped her back mercilessly with his right hand. Each slap was crisp and loud.
Spank! Spank! Spank!
Every loud clap gave Lorraine a complex sense of satisfaction.
Anne's little face turned bright red, her eyes filled with tears. She looked both angry and helpless.
Lorraine's expression revealed a pleasure in control; he enjoyed this display of power and the little loli's inability to resist.
As the strange applause echoed, Lorraine continued to punish Annie mercilessly, his actions growing more unscrupulous in the eyes of the shocked onlookers.
Facing this cunning little loli, Lorraine showed no mercy, with each palm falling heavily on her little butt, occasionally accompanied by a naughty touch to explore its unexpected feel.
Annie's cheeks flushed with an uncomfortable blush. Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, and her protest failed to attract Lorraine's attention.
Lorraine's laughter echoed in the air as he continued, acting as if the applause around him was cheering him on.
At this moment, Lorraine felt omnipotent. Even facing the so-called demon-level opponent seemed like a trivial challenge.
He gazed at Annie's delicate little face, feeling mixed emotions. If there were no bystanders here, he might have been more indulgent.
Although his behavior was frivolous, in this moment, he felt as if he controlled everything, like the winner of life, completely ignoring the other person's feelings and dignity.
However, even with hir thick skin, Lorraine couldn't bear the numerous eyes watching around him. After all, despite his racial talent being that of a goblin, at heart, he was still a human being. At most, he was just a bit perverted.
Thus, Lorraine could only take advantage of the situation by spanking her.
"I will definitely kill you, you pervert, shameless bastard! Trash! Trash!"
Annie's cheeks flushed red with anger as she lay weakly in Lorraine's arms, trembling with rage.
Although she possessed the immense power of a demon king, at that moment, she seemed like a helpless little girl, completely under Lorraine's control. This stark contrast brought Lorraine immense satisfaction.
"Really, little brat, where did you learn all these new words?"
Lorraine smiled mischievously, reaching toward the hem of her red Lolita skirt, intending to uncover what lay beneath.
Annie's body tensed up, and she began to struggle fiercely, her small hands punching and kicking. But to Lorraine, her weak resistance was nothing more than a light breeze.
"Don't waste your energy, little brat. Today, your uncle will teach you the harsh truths of life."
Lorraine smiled wickedly, and just as he was about to succeed, a small hand grabbed his arm firmly.
Looking back, it was Freya. Her eyes were serious, and her cold voice interrupted Lorraine's actions, "Master Lorraine, it's time to stop."
Lorraine's face darkened instantly. His eyes shot daggers at Freya, his lips curling into a disdainful smile, "If there's no issue, don't interfere. Don't get in my way."
At that moment, Lorraine revealed his most shameless and cold-blooded side, completely disregarding the stares and judgments of those around him.
Freya's sudden intervention ignited Lorraine's anger.
A flash of displeasure crossed his eyes. Freya, who was only temporarily serving as the chief eunuch and hadn't yet been promoted to queen, dared to obstruct him now. It was a direct challenge to his authority.
"What did you say?"
Lorraine's voice dropped low and menacing, his eyes as cold as ice, radiating a dangerous aura.
Freya felt the weight of Lorraine's gaze and lowered her head slightly, her voice trembling as she spoke more subtly, "San just sent a message. The pig-headed monster is about to attack. We need to retreat to the formation immediately."
Lorraine's brows furrowed. He snorted coldly, and suddenly, a gleaming iron dagger appeared in his hand. Twirling it at his fingertips, he prepared for the incoming threat.
Although Annie in front of him seemed harmless, Lorraine knew all too well that this young demon king-level monster girl would one day become a formidable force.
He could not afford to be careless. While preparing to confront the foreign enemies, he remained alert to any potential changes in Anne.
"Alright, let's retreat now."
Lorraine's voice was cold as he gave the command. His gaze briefly swept over Freya, silently urging her to go first, while he followed closely behind, vigilantly watching his surroundings.
Thinking of the almost god-like power of the Annie, Lorraine felt a shiver down his spine. Raising his arm, Lorraine pointed coldly at Annie's head, still cradled in his arms.
Lorraine knew that he had to kill her. First, she was a terrifying monster girl of unknown power. Second, she was a demon king-level entity.
If he killed her, he might level up several times, which would allow him to better protect his harem and clansmen and survive in this foreign world.
Even if Lorraine killed her, he could gain a precious item. The temptation was great, and it made him hesitate. Should he kill her or not?
If Annie were not a cute little girl but rather a grotesque pig-headed monster, there would be no question. She'd be dead without hesitation.
But she happened to have the appearance of a sweet Lolita, which made Lorraine uncertain. He didn't want to hide his desires. After all, Lolita was justice.
As a typical Lolita complex, facing such an adorable little girl, Lorraine had only one thought: to take her home and shower her with endless love.
Lorraine even fantasized about having her bear his child. In his heart, this wasn't just about protection—it was a profound sense of justice.
Because Lolita is justice!
Since his reincarnation into this different world, Lorraine no longer concealed his coldness and ruthlessness.
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