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

Chapter 422 Zhentarin

in the night.

The night wind, mixed with the salty smell of Sword Coast water, swept across the deserted streets.

Under the illumination of the dwarven lamps on both sides of the road, the clash of armors of patrolling guards could be heard from afar, cold and merciless.

The curfew brought about by the change of regime has created a bleak atmosphere in the night at Axe Beach, which is even worse tonight.

Different from the silence in the wealthy areas, farmers' areas and the market.

Walking all the way to the end of the central avenue of the wealthy area, at the magnificent main building of the Earl's Castle surrounded by two thick walls, a burst of angry curses broke through the night, crossed the spacious parade ground, and reached the ears of the workers who were taking care of the cattle and horses in the stables, giving them a fright.

But they didn't dare to do anything and could only work silently with their hands.

The private army brought by the new lord Bugo Torres surrounded the entire castle.

The people in the private army were strange and indifferent, unlike the familiar faces in the militia, and their eyes were full of contempt and disdain for them.

Bugo Torres's insults were heard again.

This time they lowered their heads even more, just hoping they could finish the work as soon as possible.

In the reception room of the main building.

“Why didn’t you report it?!”

Bugotorres, with a big belly and a ferocious face, roared at the leader of the militia.

"Not reporting it is one thing, and the operation is secret, but even creating a siege and sending a seventh-level expert to the scene still allowed them to escape and disappear without a trace, even cutting off the original clues! What the hell are you doing with your militia?"

"Sorry, Lord."

The team leader's face also looked unhappy and gloomy.

His old captain acted on his own initiative and acted secretly, even hiding it from him, the regiment commander, and now he has to take the blame.

But put yourself in their shoes.

If he knew the target's location, he would probably use the same arrangement.

Winna Puwell is a pampered girl who has only a few treasures to protect her, and her attack power is very limited.

The succubus protecting Winna Puwell was only level five. Even if they were tied together with the bodyguard who was also level five, they would not be a match for the level seven succubus sent over.

However, now, the seventh-level master is seriously injured and is receiving treatment, and Winna Puwell is missing.

"It happened suddenly, but unexpectedly, Winna Puwell had help. That person is a master who can severely injure a seventh-level beginner with a single blow."

"I don't want reasons! No reasons! I only care about the results!"

Bugo Torres roared angrily, his face flushed, and he was so excited that he seemed like he would pass out at any moment.

"Winna Pwll, ah Winna Pwll, we were so close to catching her, but you bunch of idiots messed it up! From today on, the capture and murder of the former Earl Pwll will be led by my private army, and you, the militia, must fully cooperate."

The militia leader looked very unhappy.

Having lost the trust of the lord, this means that the militia will be subordinate to the private army in the future.

He was about to speak unwillingly, but the new lord in front of him, with a big belly, was already waving his hand to drive him away.

A master from the private army behind the other party also came over and reached out to stop him rudely.

The militia leader was helpless and could only groan, turn around and walk away in a domineering manner.

Bang!
The tall, heavy, dark brown door of the reception room slammed shut.

The fury on Bugo Torres's face vanished.

His expression immediately changed to one of servility and fawning, and the target of his loyalty was none other than the master of the private army who had just driven away the people for him.

"Good job, Bugo."

This is a man with fair skin, slightly pointed ears and a strong body.

There was a disdainful look on his face, as if he was praising a puppy.

This was a half-elf. "Thank you so much! It's all thanks to your help, sir. I saw you two were thinking about how to weaken the militia, but I didn't expect them to come to us on their own."

Bugo was quite happy about it and was smiling happily.

"Idiots are everywhere. They think it's the same Axe Beach as before. We can't pin our hopes on the White Dragon Horn Seal in Winna Puwell's hands. Where are the land naga who came to open the tomb? Have they arrived yet?"

"Your Excellency, we can't contact them for the time being. Could they have figured out something?"

"The land Nagas are quite greedy, but they are not without intelligence. Before this, they will inquire and investigate, but in the end, they will still be corrupted by greed. You can notify us after you contact us."

"What about Winna Purwell?"

"Even if we don't need her, we will find her and get rid of her."

"But, sir, the captain just mentioned that he could kill a master at the beginning of the seventh stage with one blow. Is that a threat?"

The dark-skinned man turned his head and looked at Bugo, his eyes cold.

"Aren't you meddling too much, Mr. Bugo?"

Bugo suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and turned pale with fear.

He quickly smiled flatteringly: "Your subordinate, I am just worried about you, sir."

"Hmph, I'll take care of that man."

"So it's Lord Virgil himself who's doing the fighting. That's sure to be foolproof! If I get the chance, I'd love to see the heroic display of an eighth-rank warrior!"

"Haha, Bugo, just be a good puppet lord and enjoy your wealth. Don't think too much."

"Don't think too much. Bugo will always be a Zhentarim dog~"

Outside Axe Beach.

Inside the Naga's luxurious tent.

Rod sat in the outer living room, chewing some dried fruit, with Terry, who was shaking her head, sitting in his arms.

On the way back just now, they saw a few lizardmen passing by in the swamp, and she started telling jokes about lizardmen and succubi.

The body in my arms is fragrant and soft.

Rhode rested his chin on her head and simply put his hand into her clothes to rub Terry's strong abdominal muscles and vest line.

Unlike her, my mother-in-law Lillian has a thin layer of fat on her belly, and when she bends over, a small circle of fat will squeeze out, which feels very comfortable to touch.

The succubus giggled at his fingers, turned around and wanted to kiss him, but couldn't reach him, so she could only lick his chin with her tongue.

The hairy roots are tickling, which is really interesting~~
As for Winna Purwell.

At this moment, the eldest daughter of the Puwell family was sitting upright on the carpet, her face full of tension.

Suddenly, the shadow of a tall, half-human, half-snake Naga walked past the tent, and she shuddered, as if she was frightened.

Even the men and women who were intimate in front of her didn't care.

"Eat something, don't be shy, just treat it like home."

Rhodes also noticed this and pushed the fruit plate towards her.

"Mr. Rorod, this should be the land Naga's tent, right?"

"Yes."

"I heard that land Nagas will devour men. Aren't you afraid, Mr. Rhodes?"

"It's okay. This is my mother-in-law's boudoir. She is a priestess of the land Naga. We were together last night."

This statement contains a lot of information.

Wen Na didn't react for a moment.

Mother-in-law? Last night together?
So who is Mr. Rhodes’ wife?
And who is the woman who is kissing his chin in his arms now?

(End of this chapter)