I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 231 Xindu and the Image Society
A huge underground space somewhere.

The huge dome, constructed of natural rocks mixed with soil, is surrounded by green flames, bringing some light to the dark underground.

Boom——

On the ground, five rat wizards held high their staffs made of leg bones and mud balls, and cast their original rat spiritual magic.

A building that clearly imitates a human being rises from the ground with a tall spire in the center of the space.

The spire rises from ground that has been deliberately made muddy, its surface also covered in a sticky, crumbling mass of dirt and rot.

Seeing this, the surrounding rats did not show any disgust, but cheered instead.

Perhaps, this building allowed these rat people far away from their hometown to see the prosperity of the once abandoned city.

not far away.

An old, bearded ratman priest looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh:
"One of the twelve new capitals of the Rat People begins construction from this moment on."

In his hand was a wooden staff with a large green gem tied to the end.

The gem emitted a faint green light and, like powder, kept drilling into the protruding nose of the ratman priest.

After inhalation.

A look of satisfaction and refreshment appeared on that rat face, making the gradually sluggish and crazy eyes become a little clearer.

"Can I take off my blindfold now?"

A voice that was a little childish, but much clearer than the rat man's voice that sounded like it had a tumor, was heard.

Next to the rat priest.

There was actually a young human wizard wearing a luxurious black robe.

The human wizard was blindfolded and surrounded by a green light to prevent his magic from exploring outside.

"Please, Mr. Seamus."

The ratman priest glanced at the man coldly.

"Huh—finally, I can see something. I know your new capital has to remain secretive, but there's no need to block magic and cover my eyes at the same time, right? Um, Mr. Rotbone, do you mind if I cast [Brightness]?"

Seamus took off his blindfold, but saw that it was still dark in front of him, and couldn't help but speak.

"I'm sorry, no, there are still many young children here, and they can't adapt to the light yet."

"alright."

Helplessly, he could only cast a shot of [Dark Vision] on himself.

But then he realized that he didn't bring his staff with him, so he could only cast spells using his hands very clumsily.

After seeing the underground rat-man's new capital clearly, he exclaimed "Wow".

“I’m going to record it.”

"Please, Mr. Seamus. This is one of the conditions of our deal. But please be aware that some ratmen are unwilling to be included in the painting."

"Of course, of course. We Bahadur students are the most polite."

Seamus took out a recording ball and gave it to Ratman Rotbone to examine.

Only after making sure there are no problems will I inject magic power and start the official recording.

A man and a rat walked side by side, slowly following the edge of the new capital from the outside to the inside, taking care of every detail.

Watching the ratmen build new passages in the walls, and deliberately and concentratedly excrete and urinate in small pits on the ground, which gathered into puddles with floating foam.

"Do you mind if I introduce you?"

"You'd be happy to hear that, Mr. Rotbones."

The two of them then engaged in a friendly conversation, discussing the vast number of caves and winding corridors, the planned multi-layered underground city, and the need to break through not only downwards but also upwards, with the ultimate goal, of course, of establishing a permanent presence on the surface of the new capital. They chatted for the better part of a day.

The rat man Rotbones saw that this top student from the Bahadur School of Magic was listening very attentively and always had a kind smile on his face.

I couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Seamus, as a reward for helping us build a new capital under the Gem City, is it really just necessary to photograph the new capital?"

"And your Dimension Stones? You're not planning on paying the balance, are you?"

Seamus was paying close attention to the content of the video, not even looking up, and said with a smile.

"Of course, this amount is nothing."

"Haha, didn't I tell you? I'm the president of the Imaging Club at Bahadur Magic Academy. Magical imaging is the most artistic thing in the world. I'm willing to sacrifice my life for it."

"I see. It's a great hobby."

Rotbone laughed contemptuously.

Perhaps she noticed his indifference and perfunctory attitude.

Seamus kept smiling, but his words were a little sarcastic:

"It's not like you ratmen suddenly placed a dimensional bomb in the center of the earth, not only activating all the super volcanoes in the Twilight Mountains, but also destroying most of your own home, the ruined city. And then you said it was to make the world submit to the Rat God. What a great feat of self-destruction."

The eyes of the rotten bones turned yellow and cloudy in an instant, with a look of madness.

But as he inhaled the green dimensional stone powder on the wooden staff, he calmed down again.

He wasn't angry: "Our internal situation is more complicated than you think."

"I understand, I understand. I'm Bahadur's student after all. It's just lycanthropy, isn't it? The original lycanthropy had almost no effect on you ratfolk. But after developing in humans, our natural petri dish, and then being transmitted back to the ratfolk, it's become far more contagious than before. Even you, one of the Twelve Grey Lords, have been infected."

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"I'm curious, what else did you find in the Melu ruins back then? Just the beastly blood on the golden cup? I don't believe it."

"Mr. Seamus, you and every creature on land would never want to know."

Seamus shrugged.

"I don't really want to know. By the way, let me remind you, Mr. Rotbones, you're using the chaos of the warpstone to suppress the beast disease, using madness to fight madness. This will definitely not get you what you want."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Rot Bone said coldly.

"Don't say that~ I just want to record the construction of your new capital a few more times."

Seamus smiled playfully and immediately changed the somewhat heavy topic:
"How's it going? The other Grey Lords certainly aren't progressing as fast as you are, right? Aren't the guard palaces of the twelve new cities where you ratmen have branched out here with you?"

Fu Gu's expression also relaxed.

"Thanks to Mr. Seamus's help. Indeed, I, Rotbone, built the first new capital. As for the others... hehe..."

"They must be inferior to Mr. Rotbone!"

"Hahaha, you're overpraising me. There is someone who can be compared to me. But she doesn't use the power of the dimensional stone and has gradually fallen into madness.

The last time we communicated, she actually said she wanted to optimize the rat-men's bloodline and create new rat-men that could escape the beast disease. I'm afraid she's not even interested in building a new capital. It's said that even the dimensional stone treasure that stabilizes the underground space was stolen a while ago."

As he spoke, he shook his rat head with disdain in his eyes.

Seamus' eyes lit up when he heard this.

Create new ratmen free from lycanthropy?

Isn’t this a perfect magical image subject?
"Where is this Grey Lord located, and in which city?"

"She's also in Eselon. Haha, the location of the new capital is confidential. I won't tell you the exact location. I can only tell you that she's within the territory of Stormwind City."

(End of this chapter)