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

Chapter 339: Recognition and the Elves

Enter the cabin.

There are ritual circles on the ground, stacked empty bottles of magic potions, and filter bubble spells in the corners that purify the air.

The room is filled with the scent of herbs, the lighting is soft, and the simple furniture is neatly arranged.

There are also several little rabbits holding rags and brooms for cleaning.

It's a well-maintained cottage.

Then, on the wicker chair made of the same magic, was the mushroom man Scarlett, lying motionless like a vegetable.

A vegetative state in various senses.

Rhodes smiled, waved at her and said hello.

Scarlett heard the noise, and her yellow and black eyes suddenly opened and stared at him.

There was a hint of resentment and anger in it.

"Die you. You."

Forehead.
Is it because of what happened last time?
I was trying to save you, too.
"Scarlett, this is Rod, the ranger of Windwall Forest. He and his companions saved your life. You must repay them."

Ona of the Bunny People introduced.

When she saw Scarlett's expression, she felt a little embarrassed.

Then he pulled Rhodes aside and whispered to him.

"That day, the child wasn't unconscious. It was because of the tug of her soul that she appeared to have passed out, but she was actually conscious the entire time."

"Forehead"

"So after this child regained some of her ability to speak, the first thing she did was ask me to help her commit suicide."

"?"

A question mark popped up in Rhodes's mind.

"why?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

Ona pulled down his sleeve, and they were almost head to head.

A light and leisurely aroma of vegetables wafts in.

"Scarlett hates hallucinogenic spores. Her fellow myconids believe they are hindering their race's progress."

The emergence of consciousness represents difference.

Wherever there are people in an organization, there will inevitably be party struggles.

Even among the peaceful and kind-hearted myconidians there are factions that seek progress, quite unlike those who spend half their day inhaling hallucinogenic spores.

but.

Does this have anything to do with me using her as a bottle?

As if seeing through Rhodes' doubts.

Ona's face showed embarrassment and anger.

"That's what you had! Too much! I don't know why you have the [Enchanting Fluid] spell, nor why the myconids are sensitive to it, but because you poured too much of that stuff into Scarlett, she felt like she was ascending to heaven after inhaling hallucinogenic spores! This is a great disgrace to their faction!"

"Wow—so it works even on plant-based intelligent creatures? Wait, how did you know? Did you actually eavesdrop?"

The bunny girl's cute round eyes widened.

"Now is not the time to talk about this!"

"Since she was conscious at the time, how could she have thought she was ingesting hallucinogenic spores? It was clearly something else."

"Well, myconids aren't very good at distinguishing between them and humans. She might have mistaken you for a myconid, and think that what you have is a spore sac."

"So now it is?"

Ona cleared her throat and said, "Let her recognize the difference between you and the myconid. Let her know that what she absorbed that day wasn't hallucinogenic spores. That way, she won't commit suicide."

"That is?"

"You sleep with her one more night."

Rhodes didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hey, Ona, this is your old friend's child. Are you just going to push her into the fire?"

The bunny girl's face flushed. "Let me make this clear: First, myconids don't share our morals or our organs. Your interactions with her are purely organic. Second, this girl is stubborn. As long as she recognizes the difference between your bodily fluids and hallucinogenic spores, she won't commit suicide. I'm trying to save people, and Rhode, you're not a fire pit."

".thank you."

"You agreed?"

"I won't suffer any loss, so why not agree?"

Rod shrugged.

Oona finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she concealed part of the truth - Scarlett not only wanted to commit suicide, but before that she also wanted to kill the two women and one man who caused her to break the rules.

However, since Rhodes has already agreed, there is no need to be afraid.

In this way, after Scarlett recognizes it clearly.
"What are you doing?"

Rhodes beside him suddenly said helplessly.

Oona quickly turned around and saw that the succubus had come out from the shadows at some point and was leaning over Scarlett. She pinched the cloth on her hips with one hand and reached in with the other to grope.

"Master, her wound hasn't healed yet! She can still use it!"

"Shut up first, don't you see that I'm staring at you?"

"Just glare at me, can she really hit me?"

Terry put her hands on her hips, twisted her hips, and made faces like a naughty little kid, which made Scarlett, who could only stare blankly in the wicker chair, very angry.

He kept mumbling words like "die, die, die".

Ona quickly pushed the succubus away and changed the subject:

"I'll come find you then. Also, Scarlett told me something else about the golden crown that opened the rift in the other dimension."

Rhodes became serious.

I simply sat on the bed next to him and pretended to listen attentively.

Scarlett is not able to move, so she usually lies on a recliner to recuperate, and it is convenient to move, so this bed naturally belongs to Ona.

As soon as he sat down, Rhodes immediately felt something under his butt.

Judging from the touch, it should be a long strip.
The long strip of something on the bed?
Just ignore it.

Rhodes moved his butt and changed his position.

But Terry, who always keeps an eye on her master, would never miss this detail.

Her eyes lit up, and she came to the bed in a flash and grabbed something.

——A short wooden stick.

There are traces of magic on it.

Rhodes immediately recognized that it was an unformed staff.

Some mages don't like to use ready-made magic circles, and will specially cultivate an exclusive one that is maintained and grown by their own magic power.

Not only does it have a high degree of intimacy and is easy to use, but even the casting efficiency is much faster.

"cut."

Terry obviously recognized it and threw it back with a bored look on her face.

But seeing her master's unfriendly look, she apologized timidly and went back into the shadows.

Ona smiled and didn't seem to care much.

"Here's some bad news and some good news. Which one do you want to hear first, Rod?"

"Bad news."

"The crown that opened the rift had not two, but three. The third one was lost when the Mycelia Clan was attacked by the lycanthropes."

Did those beastly patients really come here for the golden crown?
Rhodes just felt a headache.

It was so difficult for them to find the Mycelium Clan in the Koch Plains, let alone a small crown.

"What's the good news?"

"Before the attack, two elves from the Green Court approached the Mycelium Clan. They offered to buy the golden crowns, but were rejected. Scarlett told me that they seemed very familiar with those crowns."

(End of this chapter)