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

Chapter 492 Bathrobes and Meetings

After leaving the mushroom cave, it was already deep night.

But after the forest was upgraded, some plants also evolved fluorescent effects due to their spiritual enrichment.

Every time Rhodes took a step, the fluorescent plants would be stimulated and light up.

Don't say it.

It feels quite nice when I walk alone.

Thanks to the fluorescent effect of the plants, Rhodes quickly spotted the succubus girl who was looking for him up ahead.

Today, Tai Li is a fox girl with waist-length hair.

Bangs and princess cut.

The face is well-behaved, pure and elegant.

But she chose to wear a soft cotton bathrobe that stuck to her skin, perfectly revealing her sexy and hot body size and outline.

The bathrobe was loose, and should have been even more so after the weapon was held up high and heavy.

But when the belt is tied in a thin circle, the unparalleled thin waist immediately highlights the extremely fierce hip and chest lines.

This guy had a dissatisfied look on his face, and when he spotted Rhodes, he pounced on him with his fangs bared.

Rhodes smiled and opened his arms to press her into his arms.

"I hate it! Why don't you go back to her? Terry is starving!"

Terry scolded.

Her blue eyes were raised, and her little pink fist seemed to be pounding her chest, but she was actually touching around dishonestly.

Suddenly, her face wrinkled and she wailed, "It smells like a woman, Master! Why don't you take me with you when you go out to fool around? I want to taste the smell of Master making out with another bitch!"

Rhode spread his hands and said, "No intimacy, no bitching, just some normal business talk. This world is either men or women. Do I have to talk about business only with men?"

".Were you just discussing business? Didn't you eat alone?"

"Of course, Terry. Your sensitivity really stresses me out. When I'm stressed, I become depressed, and when I'm depressed, my vital energy becomes poor. You don't want to consume vital energy filled with negative emotions every day, do you?"

Terry blinked slowly, which was quite cute.

"Terry wants to."

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She held her face in her hands, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth, her eyes shrouded in tears. "When I think of my Master being tied up in a small dark room in the basement, having to rely on her performance in bed for food and drink, being whipped three times a day without fail, and being completely suppressed by me, I, I, Terry, am almost going to die."

Succubi are naturally rebellious, so you're used to it. That's how it is.

But Terry.

She had already been trained, so she probably just said it to stimulate Rhode's interest.

Rhodes feigned rage, "This is treason! This boy cannot be kept alive! I will execute him right here and now!"

Sure enough, instead of being afraid, Terry decisively took off her bathrobe.

She was wearing nothing underneath, just a pair of snow-white spider silk stockings that reached all the way to her thighs, tightly wrapping her plump, straight legs.

The end of the stockings slightly presses on the thigh flesh, leaving a shallow arc, which is quite sexy.

"No need to take it off, just leave it open like this."

Rod raised an eyebrow, stopping Terri from completely removing her bathrobe.

The chest, waist and hips formed a graceful proportion with a strong visual impact. Under the cotton bathrobe, some important parts were only slightly visible at the edges.

It looks better when it is half-hidden and half-covered.

Terry naturally listened to the advice and came over with a smile.

Stand on tiptoes.

She pressed her body against the man's chest and blew a breath of fragrant pink spirituality towards his handsome face.

The aphrodisiac scent of a succubus.

This was Terry's ultimate skill. She knew Rhode's resistance was strong, and using it too often would be ineffective. Therefore, it usually took several days for a breath of aphrodisiac to take effect.

This is not.

As he inhaled the pink scent, Rhodes's eyes changed slightly.

Terry knew it was working.

She turned around obediently, shaking her hips enthusiastically, welcoming the visitor.

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The night is deep, accompanied by the fluorescence of plants.

Another battle that cannot be explained.

Rhodes was in a good mood, not knowing whether it was because he was experiencing the feeling of long white silk legs wrapped around his body for the first time in this world, or because of the aphrodisiac scent.

He then said a few humiliating love words that fit the scene and character setting.

Finally, when Terry reached her climax, she said, "You will only be my Fiji Bay toilet for the rest of your life."

The succubus's obedience increased by two points, reaching 95, only 5 points away from the 100 mark.

three days later.

Meeting room in City Hall.

It is wrapped in a variety of magic barriers composed of spells such as [Protection Circle], [Avoid Detection], and [Magic Alarm] to prevent prying and prediction.

At the four corners of the barrier of different colors, there is an air-filtering magic gas ball that is constantly rotating.

During this period, there were the forest forces led by Rhodes, the Quartz Town forces led by the witch Demia and the old gentleman Humbert, and the Blizzard Mercenary Group led by the crocodile leader Jeroen.

The three forces sat around a huge and imposing round conference table.

"Everyone, Mr. Rhodes."

Crocodile man Jeroen spoke first, and nodded and greeted the sponsor Rod.

His face was firm, and he said:
"I, Old Jeroen, am a rough man. I rarely interact with officials from the Kingdom of Esseron, nor have I ever held a meeting in the city hall. I don't know the rules, so I'll be frank. Our mercenary group plans to launch a surprise attack on the Black Dragon Mikhail in Coral Bay within two weeks, and we need your support."

"So fast?"

Witch Demia spoke cautiously, "It's not that I don't trust the strength of your mercenary group, but you haven't been in Quartz Town long. Wouldn't it be too risky to attack rashly?"

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war, Miss Demia. The Blizzard Mercenaries are a mighty force of over a hundred men. They have to train, defend Quartz Town, and send scouts to Dusk Hills to investigate. It's impossible to hide this from the enemy. It's precisely because we've only been here a short time that we need to launch our first arrow in a counterintuitive manner, catching them off guard."

Jeroen explained.

Rhodes nodded, not surprised.

When I met Jeroen a few days ago, he expressed similar thoughts.

At the same time, he had no intention of objecting.

Party A should have the bearing of Party A. He has never slain a dragon. Professional matters should be left to professionals.

Meddling in other people's affairs not only restricts their abilities but may also disrupt their plans.

All we have to do is be a good coal boss.

Lily, the halfling sitting next to Rhode, asked, "Have you learned about the black dragon's habits, its areas of activity, and its lair location?"

She had just experienced the dragon-slaying experience and acted as a person to check for omissions and fill in the gaps.

Jeroen nodded.

"Not only that, our wizard learned that the black dragon Mikhail had been injured in his dragon scales a while ago - during the time when Mr. Rhodes displayed his divine power. In order to heal the scar on his face, Mikhail spent most of his recently stored gold Aaron.

For this reason, Black Dragon Mikhail's natural fondness for Jin Aron has led him to frequently rob small caravans in Dusk Hills.

Talking and talking.

He also didn't forget to brag about Rhodes.

(End of this chapter)