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

Chapter 500 Identification and Connections

Rhodes twisted his wrist, pried the green dagger from Mickey's hand, and kicked him over.

Pinch the dagger hard and break it
Not broken.

"Oh?"

He held the [Soul-Shaking Blade] and cast an identification spell.

Well.
The item is a bit high-end and cannot be identified.

Can you do it with the Soul-Shaking Wand?

But there is no other way. After all, the [Identification Skill] in it is just ordinary stuff, and it cannot increase the magic power consumption to enhance the spell effect like a wizard.

Rhodes glanced at Demia.

I found that although she was paying attention to what was happening in front of her, the magic power in her body was running wildly.

I think he is multitasking, using [Dragon Sense] to secretly search for potential peeping dragons.

Forget it, I won’t look for her.

"Chris, I remember you can identify, right? I gave you a [Banshee Identification] before."

I gave her some points during a party some time ago, and got the unique identification skill of this Banshee.

Upon hearing this, the Banshee raised her head in triumph.

"Of course, I'd say I'm second best in the forest in [Identification]. No one dares to claim first place, except for the elf. She knows over ten identification skills alone, and that doesn't count. That doesn't count the zombie either, as she's a scientific researcher. And that spider, with its racial talent, counts as cheating, so it's naturally not included in the comparison."

".The only thing left is little Bond. You can't compete with a little girl, can you?"

"Hehehe, I'm not a little girl!"

Don't tell me this!
Rhodes pinched his brows in embarrassment.

I always feel a sense of embarrassment when I learn about my daughter's growth, and a sense of melancholy that we won't be able to be too close in the future.

Terry came over and hugged her arms.

Curiously, he asked, "Can't Bond still afford it? If you keep raising it, it will grow bigger. Good quality peaches don't need to be ripe to be tasted; they'll still have a nice flavor when eaten green."

Shut up you.

Rhodes silently said that the above remarks had nothing to do with him. They were purely personal remarks made by the unorganized, immoral and lawless race of the succubus.

He immediately skipped the topic and handed the green dagger to the Banshee:

"No, why would a dead person like you go to the toilet?"

"Of course I need to go to the bathroom after eating! Normally, I only need to absorb the negative energy emitted by the ground or the spiritual energy of humanoids to survive. But you bring delicious food into the forest every day, so I can't miss out if I don't eat it! However, due to my physical condition, the impurities in the food are completely broken down, so the most I can do is pee."

"You still need to pee? Dirty!"

Ty Lee sneered.

Then she turned her head and looked at Rhode with a cute and obedient face, shaking her arms and said, "Succubus don't need to excrete, and they don't need to pee, so they are very clean. Master can taste every part of Terry at will~"

Looking at Rhodes' face, he was speechless.

She placed her index finger on her cheek and said innocently, "Is the master the type who likes to pee? Terry, that's fine too. My mother mentioned in her memory that some men like to have urine poured on their faces."

Can you stop talking about shit, piss and fart?
Rhodes was tired and didn't want to get involved in this topic.

"Madam, you guys? This is..."

Not far away, the gray-haired dogman Nick, who was still shaking from exhaustion on the ground, looked at the interaction between Rhodes and the girl in shock.

"This man is enslaving you!"

"What's it to you? This is a hobby between me and my master! What do you, a castrated dog, know?!"

"Love interest?"

Nick half-opened his mouth, his mind becoming vaguely aware of the position of the enslaver.

Rhodes had no doubt about Terry's judgment of a 'castrated dog'.

These are a group of dog-men who have suffered enslavement and torture, and all the tragic conditions they have endured are unimaginable.

For example, the other seventh-level person in the team, the female dog-man.

This man was probably in his twenties. Both of his ears were cut off, half of his face was forcibly dug out, one part of his chest was bulging and the other was sunken. When he opened his mouth slightly, you could see his tongue-less mouth.

From the remaining half of her face, we can see that she is a pretty good-looking girl, but one can imagine what she has suffered.

It's too awful.

Rhodes could see that these were a group of people who were not very mature mentally, were kind-hearted at heart, and had been blinded by revenge.

"I think you should pay attention to this other guy. He wants to kill you."

talking.

Rod slowly walked over to the side of the betrayer Mickey who was trying to sneak up, stepped on his head, and stomped into the dirt.

"Ugh!"

After hearing the screams, the gray-haired dog man Nick finally reacted.

He looked in disbelief at his companion who wanted to kill him.

"Mickey. Why?"

Except for the two seventh-level dogs, the remaining three dog people surrounded them.

While being wary of Rod, he glared at Mickey who was being stepped on the ground.

By this point, they had already noticed that Rhode was holding back. After all, apart from the two seventh-level cultivators on his side who had exhausted their spiritual energy and were exhausted, the rest of them had only suffered minor injuries.

Because I am thick-skinned?

How can it be!

Didn't you see that the human in front of you had no use for any defensive spells, and he just dodged the overwhelming sword net of [Silver Moon Sword Dance] by dodging alone!

They had witnessed the power of the [Silver Moon Sword Dance] with their own eyes, and it was because of this move that they were able to, under Nick's leadership, sneak attack and kill an eighth-level master who was guarding the cave, thus successfully escaping from the devil's cave.

For a person of this level in front of them, it would not be an exaggeration to say that dealing with the six of them would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

"Why? Hahahaha why. Hahahahahaha——"

But Mickey, upon hearing the question, burst into laughter.

The laughter was wild and strange, as if he had become a completely different person. "Do you know how all twenty-eight of our clan were abducted there? It was my father! He personally led those people there! Just to exchange two gold arons for gambling money, to try to win back the family fortune we lost in gambling! Even me...even me...Ugh!"

Mickey suddenly cried out in pain and interrupted his words.

Rhodes pressed his head down a little more with his foot.

"Keep your voice down. Why are you yelling so loud? Just answer whatever I ask you. Why are you making up stories that don't make sense? What? Do you need a tragic childhood story to be a villain? Otherwise, you have no motivation? Come on, not everything needs a motive."

This Mickey is obviously a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong.

Rhodes just said a few words.

He showed fear on his face and didn't even dare to look her in the eye.

"This lord!"

The gray-haired dog man Nick even changed his name and looked at Mickey with an expression of pity.

"First of all, I apologize to you and your partner. Our past experiences have made us unable to face all forms of slavery. We all detest slavery without regard for it. But now we know that there may be other situations where slavery may have been used. This is something we don't understand very well. Once again, we sincerely apologize and we will provide compensation.
But before that, can you let me talk to the guy under your feet?
We all knew what he said long ago. Because of this, he was ostracized and tortured by others in that place. He suffered no less than us. So after accepting him, he...he has always been..."

As he spoke, he began to cry.

He spoke sincerely.

Plus, he looks like a dog with lowered eyebrows and a pleasant appearance.

Rhodes was soft-hearted when he saw their miserable plight, and the slight anger in his heart naturally dissipated.

But right.

It's obvious that this guy is the type who is infinitely tolerant towards his partners.

Let him talk to someone? I'm afraid he'll be stabbed again.

"Why are you so soft-hearted? He wants to kill you. If you don't want to do it yourself, I can do it for you."

"No, no. Let's talk first, please, sir."

Having said that, Rhodes couldn't help but meddle in other people's business.

Release your feet and take a few steps back.

As expected, Mickey lost his grip and immediately picked up a broken sword from the ground and rushed forward madly.

The two seventh-level ones were exhausted, but the remaining three sixth-level ones were not dead. They subdued him again without much effort.

Then Rhodes was too lazy to watch.

I just turned around and went to ask the banshee Chris for the identification results.

Terry leaped over and hugged him again.

Her pretty face was filled with disbelief: "Why do I feel like the master seems to be quite interested in this castrated dog? Could it be that the master likes male girls???"

“Who taught you this word?”

"You! Last time when I turned into a younger brother persona, you called me a little man-girl."

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She slandered me.

"Actually, there's no reason for it. It's just my intuition. I always feel that there's a lot of karma going on with him."

Rhodes held her plump buttocks with his arm and used his other hand to pry open the arms around her neck.

She opened them and wrapped them around them again, opened them again and wrapped them around them again with a wicked smile.

This guy is so clingy.

Forget it.

Letting Terry lean on him with his arms around his waist, Rhodes looked at Chris.

"Tell me the results of the identification."

"What identification results?"

The banshee opened her confused eyes wide, spread her hands and looked innocent.

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This guy's habit of taking advantage of small profits has come back again.

One by one, no one is worried.

"I counted"

"Just kidding!"

Before she could finish her words, Chris quickly pulled out her green dagger and smiled flatteringly:

"It's called [Emerald Shadow Disaster Blade], and it has three effects:

'Black Dragon Disaster' affects the holder's perception, causing the target to gradually become suspicious, irritable, or desperate. The more spiritual magic power absorbed, the wider the impact will be around the holder.

'Cursed Binding': When a creature picks up the Emerald Shadow Blade, it will be bound to it. The bound creature will gradually be eroded by a certain whisper and shift towards evil.

'Sturdy', not easily destroyed.

Hmm. I can sense that the Black Dragon Disaster energy is in a delicate balance, as if there's a very secret, timed explosion ritual."

Rhodes was speechless.

Apart from being strong, all of them are side effects.

"Tell me, what do you want to do with this thing?"

"Hey, I have my own way. If you don't need it, just give it to me."

"Tell me, I won't give it to you if you don't tell me."

Chris hesitated for a moment and said, "With this, I plan to open a fortune-telling shop in Quartz Town. I'll choose a target, secretly place this thing in their home, and when they're affected and come to me for help, I'll pretend to take the dagger and make a killing."

As she spoke, she felt too embarrassed to continue.

Seeing that his master looked unhappy.

She floated over, secretly transformed her flesh into a solid form, pressed it tightly against Rhodes's broad back, and said flatteringly:
"I've noticed that you've been spending a lot lately, Master, so I'm thinking of helping out!"

(End of this chapter)