The Strongest Conquest System

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*Shiver!*

Azmond suddenly shuddered a little as he shot his head in the direction of the source of such a feeling.

And when he saw a voluptuous beauty with a toned stomach, wearing an adventurer's getup, he knew that he had done something wrong

Why is Aqua's sister looking at me like that?? Does crazy run in the AquaRing family or something?

He hurried his steps up, as his limp had seemingly completely disappeared!

Azmond skedaddled out of there faster than ever!

"That won't be enough to run away from me~" Esra spoke under her breath, as the aura around her almost spiked a little due to her excitement.

Marina may not have noticed this disturbance due to her focusing on that frail man; however, Aqua saw it all clearly.

Although she wasn't as perceptive as her second eldest sister, Aqua was still confident in her ability to read people.

After all, her entire life, all she has ever done was read people to escape perilous situations like the one she found herself in all those years ago

Esra is acting weird And she seems to be looking at the same contestant that mother has been staring at this entire time

Aqua followed their variegated gazes as she saw the silhouette of a sickly man escaping into a tunnel that led to the rest lounge.

Why does that man seem so familiar

She felt like she had seen him somewhere, but she couldn't recall where.

As opposed to her overly perspicacious sister and her mother's prior knowledge of Azmond's plans, Aqua was completely in the dark about his happenings

Nonetheless, her overwhelming obsession with a man she knew for a few minutes all those years ago had started giving her hints.

It was completely nonsensical and ridiculous, but if given enough time, it was almost a certainty that she would realize who the sickly man truly was

And on the other side of this pair of mother and daughter were two jealous men, both of whom thought of the blue-haired women as their own.

'I swear, when the seniors get here, I will show this woman who her daddy is!' Both of the delusional men thought in unison.

***

Meanwhile, down in the rest lounge of the Coliseum of Dacratas.

"Who here wants to go out for some treats while we wait for the next matchups to be announced?"

Azmond's gentle voice echoed out inside a remote corner of the lounge area as he sat on a red leather couch, observing all the beautiful women around him.

He had already put on his mask and changed his clothes, so it would be hard for anyone to tell that he wasn't in his 'sickly form'.

And it was in his muscular build, concealed under a large baggy robe, that a certain catkin girl approached him, aiming for something

"...I go" Calista mumbled before making herself at home on top of his shoulders.

|If you're so badly begging me to come, then I don't mind doing you this favor!| Boundless exclaimed, her body laying over the back of the couch, leaning her arms against Azmond's back.

"...If you don't mind me coming" Clover murmured with her ears bent down.

"I want to come~ in multiple different ways~," Medusa seductively whispered into the side of Azmond's left ear.

He felt that one a little, and her body was beyond sensual, but he kept up the poker face regardless.

*Tap Tap*

Ember approached Azmond from one of the battle tunnels as she neared his relaxed figure and laid her curvaceous body on top of him.

Her tails curled around his head before she moved her pretty face over to his right ear and whispered, "I want to go~"

Ember's crotch was sitting directly above his slumbering dragon, and she seemed ready to go at it!

Azmond noticed this as well, but nevertheless, it wasn't yet time for him to take any more girls to the bed.

So, in response to her alluring body rubbing up against him, he told his dragon to calm down before saying, "Let's go on then."

Following his words, he picked up Ember by the ass, getting a good cope and feel of her bouncy mountain tops.

Afterwards, he set her down with a mischievous smirk on his face.

Ember grabbed her soft tails, and her face flushed a little when she realized she had wet herself.

This stupid man Always leaving me unsatisfied on purpose! I swear I'll work my hand around his meat rod until it gets suffocated to death!

And just as her thoughts were going to enter an even deeper state of enticement

"Don't forget about me!"

A rich, feminine voice sounded out as a yellow-haired girl came running in from the eastern set of tunnels.

*Pitter Patter*

Her boots repeatedly hit the blue and red cobblestoned floor of the Coliseum as she was darting in the direction of Azmond and the group of women.

"No blonde bimbos allowed," Clawdia said from behind a white pillar that stood between Azmond and Lemon.

*Skirt!*

Lemon stopped in her tracks as she turned her dazzling eyes in the direction of the very 'mature' catkin woman standing in her way.

Her expression became a little puffy as she said, "Why are you always stopping me from going with you guys!? I'm part of the group too!"

*Jiggle Jiggle*

Lemon spoke these words while her milky white breasts bounced a little when she stretched her arms out in front of her.

Clawdia stared blank-faced at the fun bags of Lemon before, in an apathetic voice, she said, "No blonde bimbos are allowed. Go find some grass to munch on!"

"H-How could you say such mean things!? We have already known each other for a few weeks now! Can't you be a little nicer to me!?" Lemon asked with tears building up in her eyes.

"No." Clawdia responded instantaneously.

"...Please?" Lemon begged, her breasts bouncing around even more.

"No." Clawdia repeated with a dead gaze.

After realizing that she would never get through to Clawdia, Lemon turned her teary eyes in the direction of Azmond.