Witch Monastery

Adele breathed a sigh of relief. The reliable person agreed to go to her territory, and things became much easier after that.

"It's definitely not possible tonight." She said, "I'll give you a map, and you can hide there during the day tomorrow. Tomorrow night, I will lead you and secretly enter our tribe. How about this?"

Hawthorne nodded: "It's feasible."

Adele then gave him a simple map that she had prepared long ago, marked the landmarks in detail, and turned to say goodbye.

After she walked away, Hawthorne turned to look at his girlfriend with a puzzled look on his face: "Why did you agree so easily? I actually have other strategies."

For example, let Adele clearly describe the characteristics of the traitor, and then let Jutta, who is most proficient in assassination, sneak in and kill her.

Although Yuta's strength is not among the best, after being purified, she was strengthened twice as the monastery was upgraded.

Moreover, her fighting style is more inclined to surprise attack and kill with one blow. This kind of power is not very useful on the front battlefield, but it is the most suitable for completing this kind of mission.

And An Nuo took a deep breath, looking a little nervous: "Actually, this is a plan I came up with after I heard that her mother is Willow."

"I'm not sure if it's reliable, but this is an opportunity, so I said it."

Hawthorne looked even more confused: "What?"

"I want to meet Willow." An Nuo said, "According to Adele, she is one of the five leaders after all, and a true founder. Although she has a weak personality, she should have some influence."

"Then... I want to talk to her. She obviously also puts the demon threat first, so maybe we can have a second alliance."

She bit her lip as she spoke. "After all, the teams sent out by the Golden Dragon all failed, and the demons are still wreaking havoc... I think the Mountain Cleansers Alliance should be more eager to cooperate and fight against the demons than we are."

Hawthorne's expression was quite complicated for a moment.

"You..." He pursed his lips, "Don't you hate them anymore?"

An Nuo turned his face away: "Let's eliminate Monbot first."

Hawthorne took a deep breath, opened his arms, and hugged her tightly.

An Nuo was startled. He glanced at Xilin and the others and found that they were looking at them with interest. He immediately became extremely shy: "What are you doing? Let go!"

Hawthorne took a deep breath, sniffed the fragrance between her hair, and then whispered: "Don't worry, they will cooperate."

"I assure you, Annuo, the Mountain Cleansers Alliance will reach a cooperation with the Black Rod Tower."

An Nuo felt warm inside, as if she was about to melt in his arms. But when she thought of other people watching, shyness immediately gripped her heart again: "Compared to that, you should let me go quickly!"

Later, Celine wanted to say, "I also agree to meet Willow first," but when she saw the affectionate look between the two, she finally swallowed her words.

Anyway, the master has already made the decision, so her vote of approval is not a big deal.

……

In Liber Harbor, the Mithril District, the castle area where the nobles live, there is a castle that doesn't look very special.

This is the residence of the Casalant family, and they are the devil's spokespersons who make a deal with the devil above and enslave the gangsters of the Shannasa Guild below, and let Kentes transport the Illusionist's arm guard.

Because of Davil's obstruction, the transportation mission ended in failure. Not only that, with Hawthorne's obstruction, all the crimes in the South Port District, including murder, monsters, cults and other things, were all pinned on Kentez.

Naturally, the Casarant family could not avoid some trouble. The court in Port Liber was insignificant, but they were not without political enemies. The attacks from their opponents made these small mistakes extremely troublesome.

In the end, they had to pay a huge price to settle the matter.

But in short, now, the reputation, status and financial resources of the Casalant family have almost fallen to the bottom in Port Liber.

If they want to continue living here, they must fight a very beautiful turnaround.

Or, flee to another place...

At this moment, in the deepest secret room of the castle, the current matriarch of the Casalante family, Amalia Casalante, is secretly meeting with a distinguished guest.

On the surface, the person in charge of the family is her husband, Victoro Casarante. But in reality, that cowardly man is just an appearance, and with his ability, he is simply unable to control anything.

On the contrary, Amalia, who made a secret deal with the devil and gave birth to a group of tieflings who were born with the ability to cast magic, and thus mastered the power of evil, is the real controller of the family and power.

But at this moment, this domineering woman with a plump figure, gorgeous clothes, heavy makeup, and many expensive jewelry, now looked cautious and respectful. She looked at the mysterious figure in the black robe in front of her and asked cautiously: "Sir, do you think I still have a chance?"

She is arrogant and presumptuous, but by no means stupid. She knows very well who she can afford to offend and who she cannot afford to offend in this world.

And this figure was none other than the abominable demon, the cunning apostle of Mephistopheles, Regolas!

Chapter 355 Comforting Herself Willow

Even though he was meeting his biggest spokesperson in Libel Harbor, Regolas was still careful to hide his true image, and responded with a hoarse voice: "Heh, even the most powerful golden dragons failed, you should understand what kind of concept this is, right?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, this city will become a sea of ​​blood and corpses in the future, and you...tsk tsk, it's hard for me to be too optimistic about the future here."

Amalia's expression suddenly became very ugly, her fat but wrinkled face was trembling, and her heart was shaking.

She was reluctant to believe this result, but when it came to supernatural powers, she had to trust the demon in front of her.

As for the City Hall’s public announcement that justice will surely prevail?

Haha, indeed, then what is the price?

Amalia definitely doesn't want to be the price, so since this place can't be defended, she has to consider moving away...

When she thought of this, she felt very unwilling. She had been running a business here for many years and had built up countless businesses. If she moved away, it would be like giving up all the hard work of the first half of her life...

How could she be willing to accept this?

She bit her back teeth, her expression a little ferocious for a moment. But at this moment, Regolas suddenly changed the subject: "But, to be honest, I do know someone. He has been favored by a great being, and with his power, it may be possible to exile Monbot."

"I can even persuade him to use the name of the Casarant family when he joins the crusade team. In this way, you will become a hero and a contributor to the entire Liber Port..."

The major forces in Port Libel are trying to organize a new team to kill the culprit of all this, the Abyss Lord named Monport.

If the people sent by the Casarant family can achieve great success, it will definitely be a turnaround in their reputation and prestige.

Amalia's eyes suddenly lit up, but then she heard Regolas sigh, "But he may not be willing to take the risk. After all, the Illusionist arm guard I promised to give him is lost."

Suddenly, the woman narrowed her eyes and stared at the demon in front of her: "How much do you want?"

Regolas shook his head. “He doesn’t want money. As far as I know, even if he betrays his beliefs and devotes himself to that great being, what he wants to accomplish is to wash away the injustice that was thrown at his family by some people six years ago, so that he can proudly show off his family name again…”

Amalia's face changed: "He...his last name is Sulfaro?"

Regolas' voice sounded a little subtle: "Oh, it seems that you know him better than I do. Tsk tsk, ma'am, could it be that you were actually involved in that incident back then?"

Amalia's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. Of course, she was involved in this matter. She even had the decisive evidence to overturn the case for the Sulfaro family.

But this evidence will also drag her, and many of her allies, into an abyss of no return.

Seeing that she was still hesitant, Regolas slowly persuaded her, "Madam, you don't want to give up all the business you have worked so hard to build for so many years, right?"

Amalia's eyes flickered, and she finally made up her mind.

"Let me deal with the evidence." She said, "You can go and persuade him to take action first. The Sulfaro family has been an ally of the Casalante family since ancient times. Over the years, I have been carefully collecting evidence. Now is the time to redress the injustice!"

……

Late at night, deep in the rooftop plateau.

Adele led the way, using the second-level spell "Untraceable Movement" to summon a large shadow, covering her body and the surrounding space to create the best stealth environment.

Hawthorne and others followed closely behind her, tiptoeing and quietly following her into the current headquarters of the Mountain Cleaners Alliance, this intricate camp.

But frankly speaking, from Hawthorne's point of view, the layout of this camp...

A bit shabby.

In his opinion, many of these buildings cannot be considered as houses for normal people to live in. They can only be said to be temporary shacks that are neither safe nor warm.

This level is even worse than the poor people in Nangang District. It can be seen that these guys suffered the most in the disaster caused by Monport.

It can be considered as retribution for them.

With this thought in mind, Adele took him to the door of a remote account room, lifted the curtain, and whispered, "Come in, hide here for a while!"

Hawthorne went in first, then looked around. This place looked like a temporary warehouse, filled with various damaged tools and wooden waste.

It can be seen that these are probably the leftover things used by the mountain people in the process of rebuilding their homes, but because of poverty and severe cold, they are reluctant to throw them away, so they pile them here in the hope that they will be useful in the future.

Tsk, what a miserable life.

The rest of the people also filed in. In front, after the door curtain was closed, Adele breathed a sigh of relief, removed the spell on her body, turned around and said, "Everyone, please rest assured, it's safe here."

"Please stay here for tonight. Tomorrow morning, I will find a reason to lure Ines here. Then, I will trouble Miss Anno to sense her true identity."

An Nuo nodded, not disliking the messy environment here: "Well, go and get busy.

When you take action on the day, remember to send us a message in advance."

Adele responded, then turned around and left quietly. Afterwards, An Nuo turned his head and glanced at Hawthorne and the others: "Then, shall we just rest for now?"

As she spoke, her eyes flickered and she was already very moved.

Hawthorne smiled slightly, "Of course not, without further ado, Celine, go find Willow and bring her here!"

Celine smiled, nodded, walked forward, opened the door curtain, stood at the door of this temporary warehouse, and began to cast a spell, with the light in the depths of her pupils flickering continuously.

Under her powerful magic, the light of the entire camp was distorted. She didn't need to explore one by one, she only needed to stand here, and all the rooms, all the corners, all the residents and all the information were all within her sight.

After a moment, she blinked a few times and then smiled: "Found it! She hasn't fallen asleep yet, huh..."

Her tone became a little strange: "Wait here for a moment, I'll bring her back."

After saying this, without waiting for Hawthorne's response, her body dissipated into a beam of light and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

Hawthorne couldn't help but have a subtle expression: "This guy..."

He always felt that Xilin was hiding something from him. However, they had been with An Nuo all day and had not found any private space for them to spend time together, so he had not found a suitable opportunity to ask.

He made up his mind that after this matter was over, he would ask the witch what she was up to.

And what Celine saw was indeed something that was not suitable to be told to others publicly: in this cold and lonely night, Mistress Willow was using her fingers to comfort her lonely body.

What Adele said was absolutely correct. Since the druid's ethereal state of mind had been broken, she should return to normal life, that is, like an ordinary widowed female satyr, find a man, start a new family, and then have more children to fill her empty life.

But she hasn't done so yet. She is busy with official duties in the Alliance, and at the same time she hopes that after everything is over and the dust has settled, she can return to the druid's empty, pure, and desireless state of mind.

So she didn't want to do as her daughter suggested and quickly find another man.

As for her own body's desires during this period?

Then I'll have to use my fingers for now.

This was her plan, but this action did not quench her thirst, but instead added fuel to the fire.

At this moment, she was naked and without a blanket, lying on her side on the floor of her account office.

She placed one hand on her plump breasts, gently teasing the sensitive buds that had already become engorged and hard. She placed the other hand on the center of her plump legs, the top of her secret garden, and gently rubbed and circled it with her delicate middle finger, constantly stimulating the most sensitive part of her entire lower body.

Under this continuous stimulation, the water in her garden had already gurgled. But she still did not let her fingers go deeper into it to touch the deeper part.

She was resisting subjectively, unwilling to let her fingers penetrate that deep place, as if this was some kind of taboo, the ultimate bottom line that could not be crossed.

As a result, her breathing had already become so heavy that she couldn't control herself, and her whole body was even shaking slowly. If she stopped at the edge and touched him only briefly, it wouldn't quench her thirst at all, but instead made the fire of desire grow and burn more vigorously, eroding her sanity and bringing her to the brink of collapse.

"No..." She closed her eyes and murmured involuntarily, "Give it to me... give it to me..."

She subconsciously clamped her legs together, but this only created more obstacles for her fingers, making her even more unsatisfied.

Faintly, a sigh was heard in the air: "Alas..."

Chapter 356 Celine's Golden Finger

Willow, who was immersed in the sea of ​​desire, suddenly opened her eyes: "Who?"

For a moment, she was filled with panic. As a conservative and shy druid, she absolutely did not want anyone to see her loneliness and even her burning desire.

That would definitely make her feel socially dead.

Her heart was gripped with tension, and then she felt a soft and warm embrace embracing her cold and lonely body from behind.

At the same time, a familiar and gentle female voice sounded in her ears: "Madam Willow, you can't release your desires by doing this."

It's Celine!

After recognizing the other person's voice, Willow breathed a sigh of relief. Although she still felt extremely ashamed of being caught, she felt that the other person was a friend who had shared her lonely little secret, not an outsider who always respected her as a noble mistress.

The tension in her heart was immediately greatly reduced, but the unspeakable shyness still occupied her heart.

She was about to say something, but then she heard Celine continue: "Let me help you release it again."

As she spoke, her warm hands also climbed up the delicate and plump body.

She wants to help herself relieve her desire!

In other words, she was going to touch herself again... all over...

“No, Celine