Witch Monastery

She thought to herself, "My mother, you don't know, her popularity is the result of sleeping with her." Although she was Torun's fiancée, she had slept with almost all the warriors of the Gaoling tribe, sometimes even with several of them at the same time.

You don't even know how filthy and disgusting the words those bulls say about her are in private. And you are still here advising me to learn from her...

She was thinking these things in her heart, but she had her own considerations for these words and did not tell her mother.

Finally, she just curled her lips and said with a lack of interest: "I'm not interested. I don't want to learn from her."

Willow sighed and continued to persuade: "I know you have been smart since you were a child, and you often have your own ideas. But, Adele, no one is omnipotent. We are all intelligent creatures. Who has less brains than who?"

"Other people always have shining points that you don't have. In this case, we must learn with an open mind so that we don't make mistakes..."

Adele wanted to shout that she had an ulterior motive, and that she should learn from someone else, not from her. She had a strong urge to tell her mother everything she knew, but when she thought of her mother's character, she suppressed it and said, "What's there to learn from her? I can do much better than her by using magic!"

Willow wanted to give her some more advice, such as that magic should not be abused, and that people whose minds are temporarily tampered with by magic will definitely resent you in the future, but at this moment Adele suddenly turned her head and shouted, "You are so annoying! I'm going over there!"

Suddenly, the Centaur mistress became a little anxious, and couldn't help but widen her eyes: "I just said a few words to you, and you think I'm annoying?"

But unfortunately, Adele turned a deaf ear to this and ran away quickly. Willow stood there, stamping her feet in anger, but soon, she calmed down with her gentle nature, stood there, lowered her head and thought for a long time, and finally sighed.

This can't be entirely blamed on her, it's also my fault, and I need to reflect on myself.

Recently, I have been busy with external affairs and have been less close to her.

And these past few days, I've been dragging her around everywhere, casting spells to heal people. We've been busy for so long every day, and I always talk to her in a lecturing tone.

Adele feels a little resentful, and it's normal for a child of her age to not know how to vent it, so she behaves a little rebelliously.

She is already good enough. How could other children learn the five-ring spell at such a young age and be willing to follow me around to save people?

I have to reflect on my own mistakes and not put all the blame on her...

Find a time to feed her. When she was little, she would get better after she sucked milk every time she cried...

Chapter 349 Rahman's Dinner

Here, countless thoughts were fighting in Willow's mind, and over there, Adele trotted to an empty corner, then took out a communication stone from her pocket, injected magic power into it, and listened to the voice inside.

Then, her eyes lit up. The good news she had been waiting for finally came, and she couldn't help but feel extremely excited for a moment.

Then, she turned her head again and looked at Ines, who was still standing on the platform, encouraging the minotaurs, with a light flickering in her eyes.

Port Liber, central area, Blue Dragon Bank, first floor, reception room.

In front of the huge round table, Hawthorne was enjoying the food prepared by perhaps the best chefs in the entire city. He looked extremely relaxed, his body and mind filled with joy.

He put a piece of crispy on the outside and tender on the inside roasted meat into his mouth, chewed it, and felt the aroma of fat and seasoning bursting in his mouth. His expression was full of enjoyment.

After swallowing it, he picked up the sour red wine on the table, took a sip to get rid of the greasiness, and then let out a satisfied sigh.

Even though the poor people in the South Port area still live a life that is perhaps even worse than that of people in the Middle Ages, the upper class in Port Liber can already enjoy delicacies that even modern people may not be able to eat often.

This is really... a world of difference!

As he sighed like this, on the opposite side of the table, Blue Dragon Rahman was also eating the smoked camel meat in front of him in the same leisurely manner.

The dragon's expression system was not as developed as that of humanoid creatures, but Hawthorne could clearly feel that this guy was extremely happy.

It’s not just because of the delicious food in front of him, but also because of two pieces of news, one good and one bad.

The good news is that the dwarves are generous and have placed a large order specifically for their electric

Ion emitter.

Although this thing was not created by Rahman and the profits did not belong to him, being able to gain the gratitude of his brother was a benefit far more important to him than money.

The bad news is that the hunting team sent by the golden dragons suffered a tragic defeat, casting a shadow over the safety of the city.

Logically, he should be worried about this. But when he thought about the great loss suffered by the golden dragons, the blue dragon couldn't help but smile.

Haha, you deserve it!

The source of all this was the Sein man named Nigel Hawthorne who sat across the table.

Although Hawthorne could not tell Rahman all the details of the incident due to the agreement between him and Davil, he could still reveal the general idea of ​​the matter to Rahman in his own way.

Naturally, such news without evidence and details is generally not very credible. Whether or not to choose to believe it depends entirely on the trust between the two parties.

Rahman naturally chose to believe it all and felt extremely happy about it.

The blue dragon never thought that this young human could actually give him so many surprises. In just half a year, he not only made a small profit from his investment, but also did his brother a favor. He even has the golden dragon's scandal at hand. It's really profitable!

This also made him more determined that he must firmly grasp this talent in his hands!

With this thought in mind, he dismissed his magician's hand, then looked at Hawthorne in front of him: "You have done a lot for me this time, I am very satisfied."

"Tell me, do you need anything or support? As long as it can be solved with money, it's not a problem."

Hawthorne paused while eating, and then his expression was hesitant. In fact, he felt that he didn't need anything for the time being. After all, he had sufficient funds, but he was short of manpower.

The number of nuns in the monastery is still too small. But he has only been famous for a short time and is currently limited to the Nangang District, so it is naturally impossible to expand quickly.

He still needed time to settle down and shouldn't rush into anything. After all, he had only been in this world for half a year.

So, he shook his head slightly and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I don't have any urgent need for the time being. When I need it, I will come and talk to you again."

As their contacts became more frequent, he got along more and more naturally with the blue dragon. The background story was right: as long as you showed enough respect and acknowledged the blue dragons' status as superiors and rulers, they would be the easiest dragons to get along with.

Especially since these are a group of princes who are so rich that they suffer from wealth aversion and are finding ways to spend the money in their treasury every day.

After hearing his answer, Rahman nodded: "Yeah, that's fine."

After saying that, he turned around and said to the blue dragon secretary beside him, "Go to my private treasury and withdraw 10,000 dragon golds. It will be considered as my personal sponsorship."

The blue dragonborn nodded slightly and turned away. Huo Sang straightened his back instantly, looking a little anxious: "Ah, this..."

Ten thousand dragon gold coins equals one hundred thousand gold coins in cash. All this money was deposited into Huo Sang's account at once...

Although he had known that the blue dragons were extremely wealthy and generous, after several personal encounters, he still felt that his ideas were constantly being refreshed.

As if seeing his attitude, Rahman shook his head slightly: "Don't refuse, dear Hawthorne, this money will gather dust in my vault, only occupying the little living space I have left, causing me more trouble."

"We are friends, so I think you have an obligation to help me solve this trouble, right?"

Hawthorne: "...Okay, my lord, I will help you solve this problem."

Rahman smiled and asked, "What are your plans? After knowing the horror of Monbot, will you go deeper into the mountains?"

Hawthorne nodded: "Of course, there, I still have some things to do."

He had already promised Davil that he would go meet his informant in the Mountain Cleansers Alliance and try to see how to use the information to put the Gaoling tribe into an irretrievable situation.

He has also informed Annuo of this plan. Although the latter is also very angry about the Mountain Purifier Alliance, he has to prioritize. In the face of the threat from the Lord of the Abyss, he still has to deal with the traitor sent by the devil first, and then deal with the feud with the Mountain Purifier Alliance.

After all, generally speaking, all intelligent creatures in the material world were created by God. They fight with each other, and no matter who dies, their souls return to the arms of their respective gods.

If one is killed by a demon, his soul will become food for evil, making the power of the Abyss even stronger.

It is absolutely unacceptable.

Therefore, An Nuo also agreed with his plan, and agreed on a time and place with him and the informant, preparing to meet in real life.

Hearing this, Rahman thought for a while and finally nodded: "I support your decision, dear Hawthorne."

"But I have a question. Have you ever thought about becoming a hero?"

Hawthorne blinked: "What do you mean?"

"Ah, to be precise, it means becoming a member of the heroic team." Rahman continued, "Even if the Black Rod Tower cannot spare the time to help in defeating the Abyss Lord, someone still has to do it. No matter what, Monpot must die."

"In the past, it was the Golden Dragons who organized this kind of thing, but now, you

Look, they failed, and it is estimated that they will not be able to organize a second expeditionary force in a short period of time, so this matter has fallen on other forces."

As he said this, he stared at Hawthorne, his eyes flickering and full of intention: "In times like this in the past, we just paid the money, but this time, maybe things can change."

"I was thinking, should I reserve a spot for you and your team, so that we can all participate in this crusade together? In this way, after Monport dies, the bank can take advantage of the situation to promote you and make you an absolute hero?"

Without even thinking about it, Hawthorne immediately shook his head: "I refuse."

Rahman was slightly surprised: "Huh?"

He considered that Hawthorne would refuse, but he didn't expect the other party to refuse so straightforwardly, so straightforward that it even caught him off guard.

"My strength is too weak to compare with those powerful adventurers." Hawthorne explained, "This kind of great feat that will go down in history should be left to those great men. I just need to follow behind and kill some demons, which is the limit of what I can do."

"So, you should ask someone else for help on this matter!"

Are you kidding? He doesn't want to get involved in this mess and join this ragtag team, let alone accept someone else's leadership.

Monport is obviously difficult to deal with. What if the battle situation turns unfavorable and the team leader decides to sell him and his nuns as cannon fodder? What will he do?

Therefore, he would never accept such a task.

Rahman was silent for a moment, nodded, and sighed, "That's right, I was too impatient and actually pushed you into that fire pit."

After a pause, he continued, "Then, as my apology, Hawthorne, please be sure to accept another 10,000 dragon golds."

Hawthorne: “?”

No, even if you are a blue dragon, this is a bit too much, right?!

Chapter 350 Late at night, Willow feeding

Before the golden dragons were able to process the information, the news of their team's disastrous defeat at the hands of Mompot was spread throughout the city through various channels, both true and false. It was even now spreading to all parts of the world via ships.

Although the golden dragons were angry about this, they could do nothing about it, and they couldn't even deal with Adlan: after all, many people knew that he had participated in this expedition, and the scene when he returned alone and seriously injured was witnessed by countless people. The golden dragons had no way of tracing which link had leaked the news.

Therefore, even though their company's reputation is being damaged by rumors, they can only let it go.

Along with this news, there was also panic that spread throughout the port of Liber.

Unlike the true dragons that can live healthily for three to four thousand years, the vast majority of those who settle in Port Liber are short-lived humanoid creatures.

They were not strong and had little experience. Even some high-ranking officials and nobles were greatly frightened when they heard that the Golden Dragon team had suffered a crushing defeat.

For a time, some people intended to move to other cities, some sought refuge from powerful forces, some tried to gain power at all costs, and some tried to contribute money and manpower, calling on everyone to organize a new team to eliminate Monbot.

The undercurrent in Libel Harbor was turbulent for a while, and the prices of various magic items ushered in a new round of soaring. In this context, speculators from all walks of life naturally thought they had come to the so-called "paradise"...

In this environment, several days passed.

On this day, late at night, deep in the Roof Plateau, in a small private tent in the corner of the new camp of the Mountain Cleaners Alliance.

This is Adele's accounting office. Due to the special period, everything has to be kept simple. There is only a soft mat on the floor in her room.

Fortunately, Druid is not a profession that requires high material needs, so this kind of environment is still bearable for her.

It was already very late, but Adele had not yet fallen asleep. This was not because she disliked the poor resting environment, but because she had a special date to go tonight.

She quietly prepared a nightgown for herself, however, things did not seem to go as smoothly as she had imagined.

When she thought it was late at night and was about to set out, a figure suddenly lifted the curtain of her private accounting office.

This place is remote, and the tribesmen know that she is a loner, so they usually don't come to disturb her.

What's more, it's so late now.

Adele was startled, and she was so nervous that she almost cast a spell to attack. She immediately became alert and took a closer look, only to find that the person who came in was her mother, the current matriarch of the Green Vine Tribe, Willow Green Vine.

At this moment, looking at her daughter, Willow had a gentle smile on her face: "I knew you weren't asleep yet."

Adele looked a little flustered, trying her best to hide her true condition from Willow: "Mom, what do you want to see me about?"

"Of course there is something." Willow walked to her side, took her arm, and said softly, "I just realized that you haven't had milk for a long time."

"I'm sorry, my daughter. I've been busy with official duties and have neglected you during this period."

She said this apologetically, then walked to Adele, hugged her and sat down on the bed, then lifted up her dead leaf robe: "Come, dear Adele, tonight in your mother's arms, you can act as spoiled as you want and eat to your heart's content."

The light in the small account room was extremely dim, and Willow closed the door curtain when she came in. However, tonight, in order to be able to go to that date, she had already used the power of magic to give herself a powerful dark vision.

So at this moment, she could see everything clearly. As her mother's long robe of dead leaves was lifted, her white and soft belly and round and sexy belly button were all exposed to her sight.

Looking up, you can see Willow's huge and plump breasts. Their heavy weight makes one feel ashamed of themselves, and they sway gently with her movements.

Because at this moment, it was filled with sweet milk and was so full that when Adele looked over, she always felt that the skin on her mother's huge breasts seemed to be somewhat transparent.

But that's not the point. The point is, if she really starts sucking, then it won't be over in a short time...

"What's wrong, Adele?" Seeing her daughter in a daze, Willow immediately called softly, "Come here, come into your mother's arms."

Adele leaned helplessly into Willow's arms. After all, this was the tradition of the Green Ivy Tribe, and it was also what had happened between them mother and daughter every day for more than ten years. She really couldn't find a good reason to refuse.

So she had no choice but to lie on Willow's chest, gently open her little mouth, and hold the soft pink bud on the top of one of her breasts.

"Um……"

Willow's breathing became heavier. Now that her balanced state of mind had been broken, it was not easy to rebuild it, especially in these mountains that had been deeply polluted.