Witch Monastery

Looking at it, even though it was no longer engorged with blood, it was still huge in size and ferocious in appearance, and smelling the obscene scent coming from the quilt, Willow blushed slightly and swallowed quietly.

But now was not the time to be distracted, so she carefully moved Hawthorne's arms and legs away, trying not to wake him up.

But unfortunately, she had no experience in this kind of thing, and inevitably failed. Hawthorne's eyebrows moved, and he woke up from his sleep, and then opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and in an instant, Willow froze, not knowing what to do.

And Hawthorne showed a warm smile: "Good morning, Madam Willow."

"Uh... morning, good morning." Willow lowered her head and responded in a nod, not daring to look him in the eye.

Realizing what she had just done, Hawthorne took the initiative to move his legs away: "Did it hurt you?"

Willow shook her head: "No... I just think it's time to get up, but I don't want to wake you up. After all, you were so tired last night..."

Having said this, she was suddenly stunned, and then her face turned red visibly.

Damn it, why am I saying this!

The shame in her heart made her feel helpless, and Hawthorne stretched out his arms and hugged her head in his arms: "Thank you for caring about me, dear."

As soon as this name came out, Willow suddenly became more shy. At this moment, her face was pressed against his broad chest, and the masculine scent and heat penetrated into her nose. Suddenly, her expression was obsessed, and she wanted to curl up in his arms like this, with her whole body like mud sticking to his skin, thinking nothing and doing nothing.

But her willpower stopped her from doing so. She reached out and tried to push Hawthorne's chest away: "We should get up, get up quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of huge but soft breasts suddenly pressed against her back. Then, Heidi's devilish whisper rang in her ears: "How about doing morning exercises first?"

She had woken up a long time ago. Witches need little rest, and she was not the main sufferer last night.

However, she was very scheming and did not speak a word. Instead, she waited until now and suddenly appeared, grinning and making her proposal.

Willow had never heard of "doing morning exercises" before, but that didn't prevent her from understanding what it meant from Heidi's meaningful tone.

Suddenly, her expression was a little flustered: "It's getting late, Miss Heidi, we have to... woo..."

But unfortunately, without giving her any chance to object, a thick tentacle suddenly entered her mouth and entangled her thin and pink tongue.

At the same time, several other tentacles began to gradually climb up her thighs and chest, skillfully teasing various sensitive areas of her body.

"It doesn't matter. Morning exercises don't take long to begin with." Heidi said softly, then winked at Hawthorne, "As long as you cooperate."

Willow's face gradually turned red, the desire in her body was quickly aroused, and her eyes flickered with desire, as if water could drip from them, showing her seductiveness.

Hawthorne kissed her forehead gently. With Heidi's help, he didn't need to do more foreplay himself. The terrifying weapon had awakened along with its owner, standing tall, and then skillfully found the right position and drilled into it.

"Woo——"

A satisfied moan came from Willow's throat, and then the crisp collision sound echoed in the room again.

After all, it was already morning and the nuns had probably all gotten up, so Hawthorne didn't delay too much. He teased her while moving in and out evenly, and when Willow became aroused, he immediately began to thrust hard.

Amid the increasingly loud moans of the satyr, he once again sent her to the clouds of happiness.

Half an hour later, Hawthorne left Willow's body, started to put on his clothes, and officially got up. Heidi also used magic to help herself change into the paint.

She changed into her usual serious, cautious and conservative demeanor in the blink of an eye, wearing the heavy black nun's uniform.

Willow seemed a little pitiful in comparison. She had vented too much last night, and coupled with the intense morning exercises just now, her whole body was now limp. She couldn't move up or down with any strength. Her eyes were seductive, her breath was fragrant, and she looked very charming.

As a last resort, Heidi, who had put on her clothes, had to work with Hawthorne to pull her up. Fortunately, her robe was not complicated to put on, and she only needed to recite a spell to put it back on her body, which was very convenient.

However, walking became a big problem. After being tormented by the two of them, Willow's legs and feet were now weak and limp, and she couldn't even stand steadily, let alone walk back.

As a last resort, Heidi had to support her and take her back to her own room to rest.

In short, after everyone was dressed, Hawthorne went out first, observed for a while, and after making sure that no one was passing by, he turned around and waved to the room, signaling the two of them to leave.

Heidi then helped Willow out of the room and walked towards her room.

It was really late now, and most of the nuns had already gotten up, washed, and prepared to start a new day of activities. Moreover, Willow's room was quite far away, so it was inevitable that she would run into other nuns on the way.

Seeing Willow's difficulty walking, they were all very surprised, and then they came forward one after another, asking her how she was and what happened to her.

Willow was very embarrassed and could only say that she was just tired and it was no big deal. Heidi also helped to cover up, although she stuttered when she spoke, but the reasons she gave were at least reasonable.

But for some reason, after the explanation, the nuns all looked thoughtful, with inexplicable smiles on their lips, and then they stopped pestering.

Willow couldn't quite understand their behavior, so she could only pretend that she had successfully fooled them, and then returned to her room with Heidi.

After making sure she was safe, Heidi turned and left. Willow had planned to take a break and catch her breath before washing up, but before long, there was a knock on the door, followed by Adele's confused voice: "Mom, are you back?"

Willow's heart skipped a beat. Adele's words clearly showed that she had come to look for her just now, but she was not there!

How should I explain this to my daughter?

What's more, now my whole body is covered with traces of lovemaking with Huo Sang, and I haven't had time to deal with it yet...

Chapter 434 Adele's Alertness

Willow couldn't help but feel sad and bitter, but unfortunately time waits for no one. She responded "Inside", and then the door of the room opened, and a familiar figure rushed into the room.

Adele walked in and saw her mother leaning against the head of the bed. Her eyes lit up immediately: "Mom, where were you just now? I couldn't find you for a long time. I asked the nuns and found out that you just returned to your room."

Willow showed an embarrassed expression and was about to make up a lie to get away with it when she saw Adele approaching. Then her expression changed and she sniffed lightly: "Mom, what's that smell on you?"

She has already smelled some clues!

Willow's heart was beating wildly, and then she pretended to be calm and replied: "Ah, Miss Heidi just invited me to try some perfumes in the city. She said they are very tasteful."

"But that smell is not natural. I don't like it. What you smell may be the residue."

Having said this, without waiting for Adele to ask, she quickly asked: "How about you, have you recovered so quickly? Can you walk now?"

Adele swallowed her original words and nodded: "Yes, it was just excessive blood loss before, but with the support of divine magic, it is no longer a big deal. I should be able to fully recover tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Willow breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she was overly worried. Her daughter was fine. She stood up and pretended to be calm, saying, "You can smell it, which means the perfume is still not washed off. I'll go wash up again... Ouch!"

She stepped on the bottom and just wanted to stand up, but her feet suddenly softened and she lost her balance and fell on her daughter. Adele hurriedly supported her mother and hugged her soft body with her arms, but after such close contact, the strange feeling became stronger.

It's not just the smell, but also the touch of her body, the color of her skin, the blurred look in her eyes...

These changes in my mother cannot be achieved by just a perfume!

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" she asked. Willow avoided her gaze and didn't dare to look directly into her daughter's eyes: "Nothing, I just didn't get enough rest these two days, and I'm a little weak."

She explained, and Adele immediately frowned.

The seed of doubt had been planted, and it could not be brushed off with a simple explanation. She began to use her observation skills to carefully analyze what had happened to her mother.

Weak? Worried?

No, that's not true. If it were true, a mother shouldn't be like this.

If it was really because she didn't get enough rest, she should look more haggard...?

Looking at her rosy face and her charming eyes, and thinking back to Willow's state in her memory last night, Adele became more certain of her suspicions.

My mother was not telling the truth, she was hiding something from me!

No, her current condition should be considered a good thing?

Although he seemed a little weak and his steps were a little unsteady, he looked very well after all.

Hmm... moisturizing?

Adele didn't understand why this word suddenly popped up in her mind, but looking at her mother's watery eyes and shiny skin, she couldn't find any other suitable words to describe her condition.

Although this is a good thing...but why did she become like this overnight?

What happened last night?

Seeing her daughter's doubts, Willow couldn't help but feel more flustered, and then she quickly said, "I'll just take a rest later. Mom is fine. Don't worry or think too much..."

She didn't know that the more she said this, the more uneasy Adele felt.

What on earth could have happened that she couldn't even tell me, her only daughter?

However, seeing her mother's thoughts, she suppressed the matter on her face, and then showed an angelic and innocent smile: "Well, then I will help you to wash up!"

Seeing that she had gotten away with it, Willow breathed a sigh of relief, while Adele's eyes flickered and her brain was working rapidly.

Although I believe in my mother and am sure that she has no physical or mental health problems, but...

This matter absolutely cannot be let go like this!

What unusual thing happened last night? What happened to my mother?

I have to check all of these thoroughly!

I will never allow anyone in this world to manipulate my mother at will except me!

She was full of ambition and had not considered whether her young and pure heart could accept the cruel truth...

……

In the sewers, in Sanasa's secret lair, the beholder's resting room.

Several senior officials of the Sannasa Guild stood outside the door, looking at the room of their guild boss with complicated expressions. Even though they had only a limited understanding of magic, they could still feel the horrible changes that were happening inside.

The endless chaotic energy surged and made them feel extremely uncomfortable even through the wall. There were all kinds of sharp howling, laughing, and crying sounds coming from inside, which were even more terrifying than some legendary horror stories!

"This..." The halfling assassin trembled and trembled, "If this goes on, will nothing go wrong?"

The dark elf also had a grim look on his face. Although as a male he was not allowed to learn magic in the dark elf society, he had learned a lot through daily contact and exposure.

Because of their belief in the Spider Queen, the Dark Elves had a lot of dealings with demons and were willing to form an alliance with them. So no matter how he looked at it now, he felt that this was a sign of the birth of a powerful demon!

"This doesn't look like a good thing." He pursed his lips, his eyes flickering, "That mind flayer is not a good thing. If something happens to Lady Sanasa, we must shoulder our responsibilities and not let our cause be ruined like this..."

What this means is that if Shannasa really died, they couldn't just divide the property and walk away, but had to continue running the guild.

The remaining few people nodded, their eyes also filled with worry. They were unsure whether they could continue to maintain the current scale of the guild if something really happened to Shannasa, the founder of the guild and also the strongest person in the guild.

At this moment, the majestic chaotic energy in the room quickly dissipated, and those weird and creepy screams or cries also quickly disappeared. The entire sewer was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, as if nothing had happened before.

After a while, a slightly strange voice came from the room: "All of you outside the door, come in."

The people outside the door looked at each other, then each of them took up their weapons and magic tools, lowered their center of gravity, and prepared for fighting.

The dreams of beholders can create almost everything, including their own offspring. The strength of their creations, the good and evil camps, etc., have nothing to do with their actual situation. It depends purely on whether their dreams are bizarre enough.

Therefore, after sensing the surging chaotic energy just now, no one of them could guarantee that the person who had just called them in the room was still the Shannasa they knew.

Prepared for emergency combat, they lined up, with a human male in black lacquered armor at the front, who pushed the door open and rushed in.

Then they saw a huge eye demon floating in the air, its huge main eye and several eye stalks all looking at them: "What are you doing? Are you going to rebel?"

Several people looked at each other, put away their weapons, stood up again, and immediately came to a conclusion in their hearts. For a moment, they were both relieved and a little disappointed.

Good news, Sanasa is still alive.

Bad news, it looks weird right now.

Both its main eye and the eyes on the eight eyestalks that were used to emit eye rays had undergone obvious changes at this time: they were no longer the black round pupils very similar to those of humanoid creatures, but instead turned into snake-like yellow or green vertical pupils, looking even more evil than before.

Several people who were familiar with Shannasa noticed this change, and suddenly, they all felt deeply worried.

They looked at each other, and finally, the halfling wanderer who had always been closest to Shannasa asked, "My Lord, your eyes..."

"I'm fine!" Shannasa's voice suddenly rose, and her already sharp voice sounded even more harsh at this moment, "Do what you should do, and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask!"

Several people were suddenly silent, and ominous clouds continued to brew in their hearts. Before they could come up with anything, Sanasa's next order was issued: "Go prepare some blood, it must be from a humanoid creature that was killed within 24 hours!"

This request sounded a bit outrageous, but they looked at each other and did not dare to offend Shannasa at this time, so they had to turn around and go out to do it.

Shannasa stayed where she was. After a while, another door in the room opened and a tall and thin mind flayer walked out. The tentacles on his chin swayed restlessly, and it was obvious that he was also worried about the condition of the beholder.

At this moment, Sanasa's eyes did not see the shadow of this guy, nor did she use the mind link to discuss the experiment with him. Its mouth kept opening and closing, muttering like a madman: "So that's how it is, humanoids... hehe..."

Chapter 435 The birth point has been occupied

In the monastery.

After finishing a new classic book about the goddess, Willow put the book down and turned her neck, but she still felt a little uncomfortable, so she got up and walked outside to the monastery, ready to stretch her body.

But just after she walked out, she saw a familiar male figure walking towards her from a distance. There was only one male who could appear in this monastery, so she immediately recognized who he was.

Her face immediately turned red and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him. Then she turned around, took a step forward, and walked quickly towards the study.

Yes, she was avoiding him on purpose.

Ever since that crazy night, till today, whenever she thinks of it, she feels extremely ashamed. She cannot imagine how she, who has always been reserved and conservative, could do such a ridiculous thing.

Not only that, she also discovered that in the past few nights, every time she took off her clothes and lay down in bed to prepare for sleep, Hawthorne's figure would involuntarily appear in her mind, and then her body would become hot and extremely hungry.

Having tasted the sweetness, her body instinctively longed for the same pleasure.

This change made Willow panic, and she was not sure what kind of person she would become in the future. Therefore, in order to avoid the symptoms from getting worse, she had been deliberately avoiding Hawthorne these days, hoping that in this way, she could calm her body and mind.