Witch Monastery

Hawthorne held her in his arms, patted her back gently, and then began to speak: "That is, in a very distant world, there was a great emperor who, in order to restore happiness to the suffering people of the empire, stole the power of the evil god and created twenty strong sons..."

He told the story slowly, jokingly retelling the story of his past life into a fairy tale that even children could understand. Lisa's eyes sparkled, and even Malena couldn't help but look over and listen to this story she had never heard before.

"…Finally, the Regent and his Elf Lady held a grand wedding in the Second Empire and lived a happy life."

As the last part of the story was finished, he gently stroked Lisa's hair: "Okay, the story is over!"

However, little Lisa was still not satisfied: "Did they do anything naughty in the end?"

Over there, Marlena had already finished feeding Elise and put the baby on her lap, while interrupting, "Lisa, you have homework tomorrow, it's time to go to bed."

Hearing this, Little Lisa pouted, and Hawthorne stroked her hair: "I'll come back next time and tell you the rest then, okay?"

The little girl then turned to joy and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

As she said that, she jumped off him, stepped on her brown bear slippers, turned around and walked into the next room. Hawthorne watched her disappear from the back, and suddenly felt a little strange: "Isn't she sleeping with you anymore?"

Because he had been here last time, he clearly remembered that Malena's room was not that one.

And Lisa is still so young... Can children in this world be independent at such a young age and sleep in separate beds from their parents?

In response to this, Marlena smiled and said, "Since Lisa's bloodline awakened, she has become more and more independent. Last week, she said that she would no longer sleep with me and would sleep alone in her own room."

Having said this, she stood up and walked to Hawthorne impatiently: "So, Father, there will be no problem in my room..."

Hawthorne turned his head and glanced at Lisa's room: "Wait a moment, at least until she falls asleep."

Marlena leaned forward slightly, grabbed his hand, and shoved it under her clothes. "It's okay. She falls asleep quickly."

"Father, let's begin..."

As early as when she was telling the story just now, she was already burning with desire, but because her daughter was in front of her, she had to maintain a solemn and serious image.

But now that her daughter was gone, she could no longer hold back and tore off her reserved veil, revealing her hungry true face.

Hawthorne raised his head slightly, and Malena had already lowered her head and kissed his lips. He put his hands under her clothes, first climbed up her soft waist, then slowly moved down, grabbing and kneading her plump but firm buttocks.

He stood up from the chair. Malena was a little shorter than him, so now he lowered his head while she raised her head while they kissed.

Malena hugged his waist and pushed him all the way back. The latter naturally did not resist and just held her all the way into the bedroom.

"call……"

After their lips parted, they both gasped and fell onto the bed together. Hawthorne quickly kicked off his shoes and continued to knead her under her pajamas. Because she had already taken a shower, Malena was completely naked under her pajamas, which saved him a lot of trouble. He didn't need to take off her clothes.

With less clothes, you can do whatever you want.

His hands climbed up her towering breasts and kneaded them gently, and he felt a little bit of wet liquid seeping out from the top of her breasts.

Suddenly, his voice was slightly surprised: "There's more?"

Marlena's face flushed: "Of course, how much can a newborn baby eat?"

Huo Sang thought so, and then smiled: "Then leave it to me."

As he said this, he pulled his hands out, unbuttoned her pajamas from the front, revealing her plump breasts, then lowered his head, aimed at one, and took it in his mouth.

"Oh……"

Malena let out a soft moan in her throat, and her hands involuntarily touched Hawthorne's hair, as if she was hugging a baby who was sucking milk.

In fact, when she was breastfeeding Iris just now, she felt that the little girl was sucking and licking her buds, which aroused her desire.

Just now, in front of Lisa, she was still struggling to endure it. But now that her daughter was asleep, she no longer needed to suppress it.

She closed her eyes slightly, blocking out her vision, and used all her energy to experience the wonderful touch coming from her chest, while her lower body was already flooded.

They enjoyed this for a while, but when Hawthorne switched to the other side, she realized that it was not a good idea to leave him waiting.

So, she reached down and undressed him, then pulled out the huge weapon from underneath his clothes.

Even though she had seen, tasted and experienced it before, as a noble who had received a good education since childhood, her heart would still beat faster and her cheeks would turn red when she faced this hideous thing again.

But without much hesitation, she climbed up the hot weapon with her delicate hands, covered its top with her palms, and began to rub and knead it back and forth.

The more he caressed her, the hotter her heart became and the drier her throat became. When Hawthorne had sucked out the milk from the other side, she could not wait to lower her head and take the entire giant into her mouth.

"Woo..."

Hawthorne let out a long breath, and looked down to see Malena closing her eyes and trying her best to swallow. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could only swallow about half of it at most, and there was no way she could swallow the whole thing.

After all, she was not a witch, and did not have such a special body structure. Hawthorne thought about it, and then he put his hands down and gently kneaded her breasts. He did not hold her tongue and force it deep into her throat like he did to Nidalee, but just maintained this posture, enjoying the sucking of her little mouth and the licking of her tongue.

After a while, Malena, unable to bear the urge any longer, spit out his weapon and stood up. Hawthorne wanted her to lie on the bed and raise her buttocks as high as possible, but then he saw the woman take a half step back and said, "Today, let's try a new position."

As she spoke, she leaned against the wall, suddenly lifted one leg, and stood up to do a split. She had practiced dancing for many years, and her body flexibility and balance had not deteriorated even today, so it was not difficult for her to do such a pose, and she could stand steadily.

She was only wearing a nightgown without any underwear inside, so her wet garden was exposed to the fullest.

"Quick, Father."

Her face was red as blood. She couldn't stop blushing because of her bold action on impulse: "I can't... hold on any longer."

Hawthorne was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly. He held her body from the front, aimed his weapon at the entrance, then slowly exerted force, squeezed open the long-thirsty tender flesh, and penetrated deeply into it——

"Oh--"

A low moan of pleasure came out of both of their throats, and the long-awaited feeling of joy came to their minds, instantly covering all other senses.

Malena's eyes were blurred and seductive. She stretched out her snow-white arms like lotus roots, hugged his neck, and opened her bright red lips to ask him for sex.

Hawthorne felt an indescribable huge pressure, which was clamping his weapon from both sides, making him feel so comfortable that his scalp was almost numb. This was a posture that only professionally trained dancers could perform, and the experience it could bring was naturally unprecedented.

That’s awesome, Marlena.

Looking at her thirsty appearance, he leaned forward slightly, kissed her lips again, and at the same time thrust his waist and started to sprint.

The two of them fought from the wall to the floor, and then back to the bed, without stopping. Malena reached the peak of happiness again and again, sweat dripping all over her body, and when Hawthorne released his orgasm in her body again, she was like a pool of mud, rotting in his arms.

Finally, she lay on the bed, in Hawthorne's arms, her face flushed, her breath weak, her eyelids drooping, and a scent of satisfaction emanating from her body.

Hawthorne hugged her delicate body, but he still had something to ask: "Is your family wrongly accused?"

Chapter 305: The Destruction of the Mountain Rider Tribe

Lisa just said that their family had suffered injustice, and apparently this was what Malena had told her before.

There is probably more hidden secrets here.

And if this is true, then Hawthorne doesn't mind helping the mother and daughter and helping them restore the glory of their family.

After all, Malena and Lisa can be trusted, and perhaps he can use this as a seesaw to get a glimpse into the noble games of Waterdeep.

Hearing this, Marlena sobered up for a moment. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head firmly: "I have stopped considering this matter. The dangers and filthiness of the power field, I don't want to let

Little Lisa contact."

"All I want is for her to grow up safely."

She said this, as if she had really let go of the family feud. Hawthorne understood what she meant, and he patted her back gently, and immediately gave up the idea.

Since she is content to be an ordinary mother, it is not wrong for her to stay away from those invisible bloody storms.

As long as her past doesn't come back to her...

……

winter is here.

The mountains welcomed the first snow of the year. Although it was not heavy, it was enough to make the children happy.

On such a day, the five major tribes of the Mountain Cleansers Alliance gathered again in the Mountain Worshipers Tribe to discuss the specific distribution of the spoils and the next steps of the alliance.

In theory, this kind of meeting should be discussed by all tribes together so that the strategy can be as fair as possible. But in reality, the basic distribution situation was already determined after a small meeting among the five of them.

It was just like the last time when they discussed the alliance's next move, whether they should prioritize attacking the Rockseeker camp or eliminating the demonic pollution.

Sitting in the first seat, Ilarod was wearing a bird feather robe, smiling and looking very proud. As time went by, he felt more and more that his position in the alliance was unshakable, and this place almost became his one-man show.

The four major tribes, as well as dozens of smaller tribes outside, now all obeyed his leadership. He now had a premonition that he would soon become the uncrowned king of these mountains.

Very good, I have almost surpassed my ancestors, and my status in this mountain range has reached a new peak, and I have also brought the Mountain Worshipers tribe to a new height.

Although the demands of these tribes are different and there are conflicts among them, he believes that with his wisdom and skills, he will be able to skillfully balance the forces of all parties and make them all work for him.

I can do everything.

He thought so, and then looked at the leaders of the other four tribes sitting at the round table. Torun Highmountain and Luger Stoneskin were obviously equally happy, while Willow Greenvine was slightly unhappy.

As for Danqi Owlbeast, his expression was the most complicated: emotionally speaking, he personally hated this situation where his father suddenly took over the decision and his allies launched a military operation without waiting for him; but rationally speaking, their tribe did gain benefits this time, and the losses should be the smallest...

Therefore, his expression was extremely complicated. Emotionally, he really wanted to stand with the Green Vine Tribe, but he was afraid that his behavior of taking advantage of the situation would cause resentment from the other three tribes.

In the end, he lowered his head and chose to remain silent. This invisibly reduced their tribe's voice in the alliance.

"cough!"

Ilarod coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then said, "Let's get started with the distribution of the spoils."

"Although Madam Willow refused, my previous promise still stands. The Green Vine Tribe has paid a lot, and they should be the first to pick the spoils."

"The snow fell early this year and the weather has been very cold. I hope this harvest can also help the Green Vine Tribe have a good new year."

As he said this, Willow Greenvine immediately looked up and said loudly, "Since Your Excellency the Archdruid is so noble, I suggest that we use these materials immediately and mobilize everyone to eliminate the demon pollution as soon as possible at all costs."

"Until the demons are eliminated, no one can expect to have a peaceful New Year. It's not too late to mend the fold. Everyone, we have wasted so much time. We can't continue to let the demons go on like this!"

What she meant was that not only did she not want her own share of the spoils, but she also hoped that other tribes would not want these things either. The money they got would be spent immediately before it even warmed up, and they would rush to carry out the next mission.

And someone immediately refused to accept this.

"Uh... there's no need to rush this matter, right?" Ruger Stoneskin said, "It just snowed and it's so cold outside. It's not a wise choice to let the soldiers go out in the snow to fight the demons."

"Yes." Toren also continued, "And we still have wounded soldiers who need to recuperate. If we rush out now, I'm afraid many young soldiers will become disabled!"

Their two tribes were the least affected by the demonic pollution, so naturally they were not enthusiastic enough at this moment.

Willow Green Vine said anxiously: "But according to previous calculations, the demonic pollution has spread deep into the mountains, and the burrowing demon worms will wake up soon."

"You all claim to be the protectors of the mountains. Do you want to watch these mountains being polluted by demons and riddled with holes by burrowing demon bugs?"

Ruger and Toren remained silent. What Willow said was the political correctness in the alliance, and it was something that the mountain people who joined the alliance believed in together.

But these things, like some slogans of universal values, are excuses for launching predatory wars and are not really obligations they are willing to fulfill.

The two of them were extremely unhappy about this, but they did not have the courage to directly jump out and oppose political correctness at this moment, so they had to remain silent.

The Archdruid on the first seat smiled and said, "But, Madam Willow, we have organized an operation before and destroyed many pollution points, right?"

"I believe that with the previous efforts, the speed of demonic contamination has been greatly slowed down."

He has given up on Tu Long, so from now on, Chong Shan

The tribe does not need to rush to purify the demons.

"But..." Willow was about to say something, but Ilarod immediately said, "Even if they are burrowing demon bugs, they have weaknesses."

"First of all, they're afraid of water, aren't they?"

"Although this snow prevents our soldiers from going out, it is also our best line of defense. Even if those guys wake up, they won't come over."

"What we need to do is to survive this cold winter. Is that what everyone thinks?" Ilarod said. He looked around and saw the expressions of approval on Toren and Ruger's faces. Then he looked serious and stared into Willow's eyes. "Of course, I promise you that after the snow melts, I will destroy the demon at all costs!"

Torun and Ruger nodded repeatedly: "Yes, when the time comes, we will definitely mobilize all our forces and never allow the demons to continue to defile the mountains!"

Willow was speechless, and finally sighed: "Well... okay."

Danqi frowned, but thinking about the situation of his own tribe, he finally lowered his head and chose to remain silent.

Ilarod nodded: "Okay, then, let's discuss how to distribute the harvest this time."

"The spoils have been compiled. If you have any urgent needs or special wishes, please let me know now."

After he said this, he leaned back slightly in his chair, thinking about what he had just said, feeling extremely satisfied.

Especially after seeing Willow compromise and agree to his arrangement, Ilarod wanted to laugh out loud.

Yes, that's right. I can balance the interests of each party, and everyone will respect me as the absolute leader...

He was very proud of himself. He could already foresee the scene where the Mountain Cleansers Alliance would expand further and further and he would stand on the top of the mountains.

hum-

Suddenly, the ground shook slightly. Ilarod came to his senses and frowned slightly, looking down at his feet: "Was it an earthquake just now?"

Willow Greenvine's expression suddenly changed: "It's a burrowing demon worm!"

"They are crazy. They actually ran here regardless of the ice and snow!"