Witch Monastery

However, after walking up to the crowd, Ilarod did not call his daughter or make trouble. Instead, he walked up to Anno and thanked them very sincerely: "Madam Paladin, you have worked hard. It was my poor management that allowed the demon's spies to infiltrate the alliance."

Annuo had intended to fight back, but this time, she was at a loss. She thought that the archdruid who started the war would be a fierce and domineering guy, and she never expected that the other party would be so polite.

"Well... in front of the devil, everyone should unite and fight the enemy first." Annuo finally answered, and then proposed, "I am Annuo Amkasla, the messenger of the Black Rod Tower. We are here not only for the evil demon Ines, but also for the alliance."

"Your Excellency Archdruid, I hope that in the face of the demon, we can put aside our past grudges, temporarily form an alliance, and fight the enemy together."

In response, Ilarod did not comment: "It's getting late, everyone please go to bed first. I will gather the leaders of the major tribes tomorrow morning, and we will discuss this matter later."

As he said this, he gave Willow a look. The latter understood and continued, "Everyone should take a rest first. A lot of things happened tonight, and you should all be tired."

Annuo was a little anxious and was about to say something when Huo Sang put his arm around her shoulders, responded, and then went back with her to the camp of the satyrs to rest.

In the blink of an eye, the execution square, which was just bustling with people,

, now only Ilarod and Willow are left.

After everyone left, Ilarod sighed and said, "Willow, you should have told me first about the spy matter and discussed it with me."

Willow's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Actually, I only found out about this last night. But you were out today and not in the alliance, so I didn't have time to discuss it with you."

As she spoke, she sighed, "I didn't expect that Inès would choose to attack me tonight and kill me to silence me. I had no choice... Alas, I didn't want to make such a big fuss."

She explained what really happened today, but Ilarod didn't believe it at all.

He had his own understanding of this: because of his previous actions, Willow had become disappointed with him and no longer trusted him as a leader, so much so that when it came to dealing with demons, she began to contact the forces of Port Liberl in private.

As he was thinking about this, he heard Willow continue, "However, what do you think about the alliance proposed by the Paladin lady, Ilarod?"

"We were the ones who initiated the war and destroyed the Rock Seekers, but they were able to put justice first and put aside past grudges to contact us to discuss this matter... I don't think we have any reason to refuse."

She persuaded sincerely, and hearing this, Ilarod sighed again in his heart.

Willow, Willow, how many benefits have they given you to turn you into a lobbyist for Port Liber?

Alas, people’s hearts are scattered…

Forget it, it seems that I am not fit to continue to be the leader. If I insist on holding on to this power, it will only bring disaster upon myself...

While answering Willow's questions perfunctorily, Ilarod made a decision in his heart that he had never imagined before.

Meanwhile, on the way back to the rest area, An Nuo was still a little excited. Too many things had happened in the past half hour, all of which were unexpected, with ups and downs, making her unable to calm down for a while.

She turned her head to look at her companions, hoping to see similar expressions, but she was soon surprised to find that Adele looked a little lost at the moment.

She then hurried forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with her: "What's the matter, Miss Adele, you don't look very happy?"

Adele shook her head and forced a smile: "I'm fine... it's just that so much happened suddenly tonight, and I find it hard to digest it for a while."

Just as An Nuo was about to say something to comfort her, he heard Hawthorne beside him suddenly say, "Yes, no one would have thought that Ines had already seen through your disguise, and even brought a spider elf here tonight, ready to kill you and silence you."

"Fortunately, Celine and I are here tonight, otherwise..."

He shook his head, and An Nuo immediately turned his head and rolled his eyes at him: "Hawthorne!"

What I mean is that you should say less and stop rubbing salt into other people's wounds.

Hawthorne shrugged and said nothing more, but the implication was obvious. Adele curled her lips, feeling a little aggrieved: She really didn't know when she was exposed. Everything was normal before, and Ines had never shown any signs of doing anything to her, but tonight suddenly...

Besides feeling wronged, she couldn't help but feel strongly unhappy. But she couldn't find any reason to refute, so she could only label Hawthorne as a "mean man who doesn't know how to be considerate" in her heart.

Then, she hugged Annuo's arm, hoping to gain some spiritual comfort from the paladin's warm arms.

Seeing that Anno's attention was distracted by Adele's bad mood, Hawthorne turned around and walked to Nidalee and whispered, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Chapter 365: Ines's Remnant Soul

Hawthorne had noticed that the druid's expression had been very depressed since Ilarod showed up.

After all, he is her biological father...

Nidalee nodded, looking a little apologetic. "My father... looks a lot older, and his temperament isn't as calm as before."

"It can be seen that what happened in the past few days still had a big impact on him."

Hawthorne thought that it was all his own fault. He formed such a large alliance, but instead of cooperating with the Black Rod Tower to eliminate the demons, he attacked the Rockseeker Town for his own selfish ends. As a result, he missed the opportunity and lost everything.

His mind was full of such thoughts, so he couldn't say anything to comfort her. He hesitated for a long time, and finally managed to say: "Then do you want to come back and help him?"

Nidalee widened her beautiful eyes, her voice full of nervousness: "Master, don't you want me anymore?"

Hawthorne shook his head quickly: "No, I mean, um, how about you become the leader of the Mountain Cleaners Alliance?"

"This way, the burden on your father's shoulders will be lighter, and he will be able to recover, right?"

Nidalee breathed a sigh of relief, then covered her chest with her hands, and said hesitantly: "Can I... really do this?"

"Even if my father doesn't want to sit in this position anymore, it should be Willow's turn, or the chiefs of other tribes, not me..."

Hawthorne smiled and said, "Why not? Now is an extraordinary period, not the time to be rigid and rigid in terms of seniority. Look at the living conditions of these tribes in the alliance now, ah..."

He said, pointing to the simple tent that was not warm enough to be used for winter: "They all led the tribe to this field, and if you can

Leading everyone to a better life, so why can't you be a leader?"

Nidalee blinked twice, her eyes sparkling.

Then, she turned her head to look at Hawthorne and asked with a smile: "Is this your order, Master?"

Hawthorne was startled, then he laughed dumbly and said, "I will support you, Nidalee."

Having said this, he separated from him again. Afterwards, he came to Shilin's side and whispered something, before they each returned to their tent to rest.

But Hawthorne's story was not over yet. Not long after he returned to the account office, a flash of light appeared, and Celine appeared beside his bed. She smiled, hugged his arm, and said in a soft voice: "Master, you favor me so much, Ekta will be jealous."

Huo Sang smiled softly: "I asked you to come here tonight for something. Don't panic. Interrogate this vengeful spirit first."

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, and the ring on his finger flashed with a lavender light, and then a miniature translucent Inès appeared in his hand.

This is her soul, but at this moment, her expression is a little dull, as if she is a fool and has no reaction to the outside world.

Looking down at the soul of the succubus, Hawthorne also had some emotion on his face. In fact, he had always thought that the process of purifying the demons was the same as that of the paladins, that is, he only destroyed their bodies in the material world, and they would be resurrected after returning to the bottomless abyss.

It was not until just now, when Inès suddenly begged for mercy through telepathy, that he finally realized that the power of purification could directly destroy the devil's soul!

But because Ines said that she held many secrets that interested him, he held back in the end, and secretly used his professional ability as a cursed swordsman to guide the power of the Shadow Underworld, bound her soul, stored it in a ring, and squeezed it with the ghost girl Agatha.

Although this inevitably caused severe damage to her soul, so that she now looks a little stupid, at least her soul was saved.

Since she has been saved, we can resurrect her later and get the information out of her.

With this thought in mind, he turned to look at Celine: "You can see that Inès is in this state. Her soul has been severely damaged by me. She is no longer able to answer questions."

"Do you have any way to help her restore her soul?"

Xilin shook her head: "I don't understand. I can only devour and digest souls."

"Then after you digest the soul, can you get her memory?"

"This... this is Die's area of ​​expertise."

"Hmm...what about other ways to get some information out of her mind? Like detecting thoughts?"

"Uh... Master, should we send a message and ask Die to come over?"

"Hmm..." Hawthorne hesitated for a moment, "Let's see what happens. If tomorrow's negotiations go smoothly, let her come over, and bring the battle sisters with her."

As he said this, he put Inès's soul back into the ring, then turned to look at Celine: "It seems that calling you here tonight really didn't accomplish anything."

Xilin smiled, then stretched out her arms and hugged his body: "I can still sleep with you, Master~"

……

In a secret dark room in Liber Harbor.

Regolas looked at the tall man in front of him with interest. He was over 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and well-developed muscles. A black leather jacket with blood-red stripes tightly wrapped around his body, which was bulging with muscles.

Even compared to naturally strong races like orcs and tauren, this man's stature was definitely majestic. He didn't need to make any extra movements, just standing there, the terrifying aura he exuded was enough to scare many people.

However, unlike ordinary humans, this person's skin tends to be a darker purple, which adds a sense of evil and even morbidity to him.

He was quite handsome, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a square face, and seemed to be from an upper-class family; however, the thick beard from his cheeks to his chin and the scar from the bridge of his nose to the left side of his face destroyed his temperament, making him look more like a desperado wandering around the world.

At this moment, this tall and strong man was staring at Regolas with a look of hatred: "You, a descendant of the devil, actually have the nerve to come to see me?"

Regolas smiled softly. His years of deception among various forces had made him shameless. "My dear Shapiro, of course I have the nerve to come and see you. After all, I just got the good news you've been waiting for."

"How about it? Do you want to listen to it, and then we can make a new deal?"

Hearing this, the man called Shapiro sneered, "Regolas, can you really tell the truth? At this point, are you still trying to expect me to believe in your promise? Let's not talk about the more distant things, just the nearest thing, where is my Illusionist's arm guard?"

Being mocked like this, even Regolas couldn't help but feel secretly angry in his heart. Considering that he had cheated this man too many times before, in order to restore some credibility, he really wanted to give him the Illusionist's Arm Guard.

But something went wrong at this stage, which almost led to the collapse of mutual trust between the two parties. His room for mediation suddenly became much smaller, and he had to come up with some real things first and then rebuild mutual trust.

As he said this, he reached out and took out a brown paper bag from his dimensional bag: "Take a look at these first. If it is

If it's true, will it be enough to help your family overturn the verdict?"

Shapiro's pupils suddenly contracted. He didn't expect that Regolas would be so straightforward this time. His eyes flickered, and he finally took the brown paper bag, opened it, pulled out the paper inside, and then began to read.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and his excitement was so evident that he could hardly conceal it.

But then, veins popped up on his hands, and he exerted force so hard that he almost crushed the papers. A strong indignation appeared on his face: "Let me be a dog for my enemies? I wish I could tear the Casalante family into pieces!"

Regolas had already expected this result. He was not in a hurry and continued, "But now, the Casarant family, which is also in a slump, is the only one willing to give you a chance."

"How have you considered it? Will you use the little life you have left to slowly wait for the next chance for revenge, or will you choose to seize the present moment and seek revenge?"

He said this, and then deliberately provoked him: "Of course, I understand your refusal. After all, the enemy we are facing this time is an Abyss Lord. Anyone might be afraid..."

Shapiro put down the paper and sneered: "Cowardly? You underestimate me too much!"

"Isn't it just recognizing a thief as your father? Fine, I accept this evidence." He put the document away and said, "I want to see who will have the last laugh!"

Regolas smiled. "It's not that exaggerated. We are just collaborating on something. I admire your courage."

"When that day comes, I will help you in my own way."

Shapiro gave him a cold look and said, "Forget it. Just don't use your own way to trip me up again!"

At the beginning, he was grateful to this demon because of Regolas' timely help; but after many times, he realized that those difficulties were caused by him, and now Shapiro has only endless hatred for this demon in his heart.

After saying that, he lowered his head and said, "No thanks!"

Regolas looked at him with a smile, not caring about the rude order to leave, and turned around and disappeared in a stream of light.

And Shapiro then stood up, he also had a lot of preparation to do.

For example, he could first meet his clan leader, who is also his great ancestor and the origin of his bloodline.

Chapter 366 Before Negotiation

The situation in Liber Port is turbulent, and in the endless mountains, the demons are also taking action.

Somewhere in a village full of corpses, Mompot's burly body stood in the center, staring at the huge double-headed sword in his hand, his eyes full of madness.

It's not enough, this blood is not enough...

If I want to make it stronger and turn it into a divine weapon...

I also need the blood of a legendary strong man!

"Drilling Demon Bugs, move out!"

He suddenly roared, and then the earth rumbled. He charged forward with all four hooves, and behind him, tens of thousands of evil demons roared, stretched out their legs or spread their wings, and rushed forward with him.

If you look closely, at this moment, there are already several giant bull demons and even the top-level and most powerful demons such as the Balor Flame Demon in his team.

Together with the burrowing demon insects running underground, this demon army already has the power to destroy the port of Liberl!

While the demon army was growing in number and quality, a new round of wrangling had just begun within the Mountain Cleansers Alliance.

On the morning of the second day after Inès was burned to death, Hawthorne and his companions had just gotten up and washed, and had not yet had breakfast, when they saw a middle-aged male human mountaineer with dark and rough skin and wearing linen clothes walking towards them.

He looked at Nidalee with complicated eyes, but he didn't say much. He lowered his head and pretended to be emotionless as he said to Hawthorne: "Your Excellency the Archdruid invites everyone to the conference room after dinner to discuss the cooperation between the two sides to resist the evil demons."

An Nuo, who was washing with him, was delighted, but Huo Sang held her hand and did not agree directly. Instead, he said, "Please wait a moment. We still have wounded people to take care of. We really can't spare time."

"If it's convenient, please notify Madam Willow for us and ask her to come over and help with the healing spell so that we can attend the meeting as soon as possible."

The man glanced at Huo Sang, but still responded and turned away. An Nuo looked puzzled. After the man walked away, he turned to Huo Sang and asked, "What's going on? Why did you lie to him?"

None of them were injured last night. Even if someone was injured, with Anno's Holy Healing and Nidalee's Life Plum, they should have been healed in one go, and there would be no need for Willow to come.

And Hawthorne did have an ulterior motive: "This is their home ground after all. Even though we burned Ines to death last night and Willow is on our side, we are still somewhat passive."

"So I want to get some details from Willow first to know their pain points, so that I can control them later."