Witch Monastery

And it was precisely because he knew her ability that Hawthorne became so confident and dared to go to the meeting alone after obtaining her token.

But what he never expected was that Vajera, who never left the Black Rod Tower in the game all day, would come directly to his monastery today.

Moreover, it appeared directly outside his bedroom window.

Vajera's magic made her appear here directly, but unfortunately, the curtains in his room were not completely drawn at this time.

Then, through that one crack, she was able to get a vague glimpse of what was happening inside.

What did she see?

Through a window, she clearly saw the naked Hawthorne and Anno leaning against the wall, making an unbridled and passionate love!

An Nuo, who was usually steady and serious, was now leaning against the wall naked, with his upper body lowered, his chest hanging down, his hips raised, in an extremely lewd posture;

And Hawthorne, who was usually gentle and polite, was now like a mad beast, letting the weapon in his lower body constantly go in and out of Annuo's body, his waist and abdomen hitting her buttocks, creating waves of flesh on her plump but delicate body, and even making her drooping breasts sway back and forth!

Considering their usual behavior and what she saw today, the contrast between the two made Vajera unable to accept it for a while!

Even though she knew the relationship between them and could guess what had happened between them, the shock of seeing it with her own eyes still disrupted Vajera's usually calm mood!

It’s still morning, not evening, it’s not time to go to bed yet!

And not only that...

After all, they are both powerful adventurers. Hawthorne and Annuo never neglect physical exercise in their daily lives. Therefore, they not only have outstanding looks, but also have absolutely muscular bodies.

And the two people, who seemed so heroic and beautiful even to Vajera, were entangled with each other at this moment. The beauty it brought, the attraction that came from the bottom of life, made her unable to take her eyes away!

"call……"

Her breathing became heavy for a moment. She was caught off guard by seeing such an intense and obscene scene, and her calm heart was immediately stirred up into waves.

At this moment, Vajera suddenly realized that her body was also agitated and even reacted. Her mind and body were not as calm as she had initially thought. They were extremely fragile and could be easily disrupted!

She even couldn't control herself!

Vajera knew very well that it was wrong and shameful to peek at other couples making love like she was doing now. Even if she accidentally saw them, she should leave immediately instead of standing outside the window and staring at them intently like she was doing now!

She saw that Hawthorne's thrusts were still increasing, and Anno's delicate but perky little butt was almost reddened by his waist. But she didn't seem to be in pain at all, and even her mouth couldn't help but open wide, and her body was shaking wildly. It was obvious that she was in an indescribable bliss.

Even though the soundproofing of this room was better than one could imagine, Vajra could still almost hear the loud moans of this girl in a state of ecstasy.

She saw Annuo turn his head back, and Hawthorne, as if he had telepathic connection with her, leaned over, lowered his head, and kissed her deeply.

The lower bodies of the two were almost tightly pressed together, and Vajra could see that Hawthorne's buttocks and scrotum were contracting violently.

She could almost imagine what kind of thick and hot liquid that muscular body was pumping into Annuo's body!

"Huh...huh..."

The scene in front of her eyes and the fantasy in her mind kept interweaving, and Vajra's body began to tremble with excitement. Her breathing became heavier, and her full chest rose and fell.

She couldn't help but put her right hand on her chest, feeling her heart pounding, and suddenly realized that she might not be able to fight against her instincts at all!

The goddess of life is right, life cannot resist its own instinctive needs...

She looked at everything in front of her, and absurd thoughts emerged in her mind. In the room, Hawthorne and Annuo were not aware of the arrival of the uninvited guest. He slowly pulled his thick and ferocious weapon out of the latter's body, and a small amount of milky and sticky unknown liquid flowed out.

At the same time, the entrance to Annona's garden, which was forced to expand, quickly shrank back to its original size, and more milky white unknown liquid flowed out of her body, slowly flowing down her thighs.

Only then did Vajra realize how exaggerated the size ratio of the two parts was. This was clearly an extremely mismatched situation!

Just now, An Nuo was being rushed by such a terrifying thing, and the excitement it brought...

She didn't dare to fantasize any deeper. Hot blood poured into her mind and she felt her body heating up.

Then, she saw that the two of them lay back on the bed, laughing and talking sweetly, their hands never stopping caressing each other, as if they could start a new lovemaking at any time.

Vajra felt that she really should leave, but she couldn't control herself. She wanted to continue watching, and even her hands involuntarily wanted to touch her body...

"Wow, I finally learned it. I'm going to buy a chocolate cake this weekend and reward myself!"

The cheerful conversation of girls was heard in the distance, and Vajera, who was about to indulge in her own desires, suddenly woke up.

somebody is coming!

At this moment, she suddenly realized that her hands had reached inside her clothes and covered her chest and crotch area!

Realizing what she was about to do, she felt extremely ashamed.

How could you do such a shameful thing here!

A huge sense of shame surged in her heart, and Vajra quickly chanted a spell and cast the seventh-level spell "Teleportation". The magic light lit up, and her body disappeared from the spot, leaving no trace.

In the room, Hawthorne and Annuo changed positions and started a new journey. He was unaware of Vajra's arrival from beginning to end.

Because the latter is an absolute ally unit, even on the system map, it is an absolute big green dot. It is a unit that can support and rely on each other, so naturally it will not issue any alarm.

He had no idea that his lovemaking with Anno had not only become a breathtaking performance in Vajra's eyes, but also awakened the latter's long-dormant desires.

On the top floor of the Black Rod Tower, accompanied by a beam of white light, Vajera appeared. Her heart was still beating wildly, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she was still excited about what she had just seen.

She felt something itchy vibrating inside her body, which made her feel angry.

She was young once, and like countless other girls who had to endure loneliness because of their race or other reasons, she used her fingers to comfort herself, or rather, to desecrate her body, in the middle of the night.

She knew that feeling, but as she grew older and gained more experience, she gradually relied on her willpower to quit this behavior and closed her desire for love, so as to stop having so many unnecessary distracting thoughts.

She thought her will was strong enough, but today she suddenly discovered that the strength of this endurance seemed to be more fragile than expected.

She could hardly bear it any longer.

No, I can't let this desire defeat me!

The idea of ​​self-discipline emerged in her mind. Vajera gritted her teeth, then turned around, walked into the bathroom, took off all her clothes, revealing her naked body as smooth as chocolate, and then silently chanted a spell to create water!

Ice-cold water emerged from midair and then fell onto her body, making her shiver. The fire of desire in her body was quickly extinguished, and at the same time, a feeling of discomfort and extreme frustration suddenly emerged in her heart, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

What a…disgusting encounter!

She spat softly in her heart, took two deep breaths, and let out all the pent-up emotions, only then did she feel a little better.

She then changed her clothes, walked out, turned her head to look out the window, thought about these things, and then shook her head gently.

Never mind, I guess those two kids will have to enjoy each other for a long time.

Tomorrow morning, An Nuo should be back in the Black Rod Tower. Then, I can go find him!

Chapter 525 Become my clan leader!

The next day, early in the morning.

Even though he was still reluctant to leave, he still had his own work to do, so early in the morning, after getting up from Hawthorne's bed and having breakfast, Annuo had to separate from him, get on the carriage, and go towards the Black Rod Tower.

After sending her off, Hawthorne returned to the monastery. He was just about to go back to the study to learn some magic, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a white light of teleportation. The next second, Vajera, with a cold face, appeared in front of him.

I wonder what unhappy things happened to this great magician, his face is so gloomy...

Well, it probably has nothing to do with me anyway.

Thinking of this, Hawthorne lowered his head quickly and said, "Greetings, Ms. Blackstick. Uh, I wonder if Ms. Blackstick came here today to give me any instructions?"

Vajera looked at the man in front of her with complicated eyes. After what happened before, her heart has been restless.

Whenever she saw him now, she couldn't help but imagine his muscular body, his ferocious and thick weapon, and his powerful athleticism when he sprinted and exploded...

She couldn't remain calm, her heartbeat was speeding up again, her breathing became a little heavy, and even her full chest began to rise and fall slightly.

Fortunately,

She then controlled her body, trying to get rid of the erotic scenes in her mind, and made her expression tense and look majestic: "I came to see you for something."

Before he could ask, she continued, "Even though you are not a member of the Black Rod Tower, you have repeatedly contributed to the safety of the city. Therefore, you can get a reward that you deserve."

"Don't be polite to me, just tell me boldly, what do you want? As long as it is within my ability, I can satisfy you."

For some reason, when she finished saying this, the scene of him making love last night suddenly appeared in her mind. Naked Hawthorne was sweating all over, pressing a naked beautiful woman and sprinting wildly. But this time, the one who was hit under him was no longer An Nuo, but Vajra herself!

She quickly focused her eyes on her nose and her nose on her heart, trying to control her emotions, and then suppressed all these messy thoughts.

On the other side, Hawthorne had no idea of ​​the strange drama in Vajera's heart. When he heard the word "reward", his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he fell into deep thought.

Through his experience in the game, he knew that Vajra knew many skills of courtesy and social etiquette, so if he tried to trick her, she would see through it at a glance.

And most importantly, as a magician, she prefers to do things concisely and efficiently. She doesn't like these cumbersome and polite procedures, thinking that they waste her time.

So, when she makes up her mind and asks you to choose a reward, you'd better tell her what reward you want, or simply say that you haven't thought about it yet and would talk about it later.

However, Hawthorne did not intend to say that. He had already thought of the specific reward content.

"Ms. Vajera." He then raised his head, "I would like to sign a contract with you. I ask you to be my master and share with me your stronger spellcasting ability."

Hearing this, Vajra couldn't help but look slightly surprised: "You said..."

Hawthorne took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked firmly into the eyes of the tiefling: "I would like to ask you to become my lord!"

Vajera was startled. She was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood what he meant: "Wait, your ability to cast spells does not come from your own practice, but from other entities. Are you a sorcerer?"

She was very surprised, but when she thought carefully about Hawthorne's spellcasting ability and the fact that he would not hold a spell book and read it all the time, she suddenly felt that it made sense and her expression quickly returned to calm.

She had no prejudice against sorcerers. The ability to cast spells was like a racing car. As long as you had it, you could join the track and become a member of the race.

No matter you created it by yourself (Mage), inherited it from your ancestors (Warlock), it was a gift from God (Priest), it was a gift from nature (Druid), or you worked for your boss (Warlock), the fact that you can get it is your ability.

As for how fast you can drive, how far you can go, how good results you can get, and how far you can go, it all depends on your understanding and hard work. There is no difference between them.

In this world, there are only a few humanoid creatures who can cast spells above the third level. They are all rare heroes, so naturally there will be no situation of looking down on each other.

"Yes, Ms. Vajra, my bloodline is not noble, nor do I have the talent of a mage, and my gods cannot bestow magic power on me." Hawthorne explained, "So my ability to cast spells does not actually come from myself, but from sharing with others."

"However, the power of my current sect master is very limited, so my power is now stuck at a stage where it cannot be further improved."

He lowered his head and said in a humble manner: "So, I hope to share higher spellcasting abilities with you, so as to peek into a higher realm."

Vajra took a deep breath. Hawthorne's request caught her off guard. This was something she had not expected. She had never thought that she would become the leader of another sorcerer.

But it’s not impossible.

"How many levels of spells can you cast now?" she asked.

"Five rings." Hawthorne answered immediately, "And now, I need the ability to cast spells above the sixth ring."

He said this with a sense of uneasiness in his heart. He also knew that sharing power with others would also be a great loss for himself, not to mention that the power of spells above the sixth ring was so huge, so naturally the consumption was also very high.

Therefore, he was somewhat worried as to whether Vajera would agree.

Well... I should agree, but how many rings will she give me?

Sixth ring? Seventh ring?

Or...Eight Rings?

He estimated and felt that seven rings should be a more reasonable number. After all, six rings would be too few, and eight rings would cost her too much. As a compromise, seven rings should be a good level.

Well, this is enough for me to reach level 14, which solves my urgent problem.

As for what happens next...let's take it one step at a time!

As expected, the woman on the other side, after hearing what he said, although she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but hold her forehead when she heard this request.

Spells above the sixth level!

This is really a huge expenditure of energy, which can permanently affect one's own strength!

Being the leader of a sorcerer and giving power to others is something that humanoid spellcasters are not capable of.

After all, the clan leader must constantly give his evil magic

The master supplies mana, but is there any life in the material world that can have such a huge amount of mana and can supply it to others tirelessly?

Neither can warlocks!

Look at those common overlords, they are either the Old Ones who are comparable to true gods, or the Supreme Queen who rules the Fey Wilds, or the Lord of the Abyss or the Devil Duke.

The rarer ones are powerful Seraph servants or elemental lords. In short, they are all powerful beings from another world. They are not creatures from the material world!

Oh, maybe the ancient dragons can do it, but they usually don't do it this way. Instead, they directly transfer their power into the opponent's bloodline, so that the opponent's descendants can become dragon vein sorcerers...

cough!

But in short, when she thought of the heavy burden, Vajera suddenly didn't want to agree, and she really wanted to find a suitable reason to refuse.

However, looking at the sincere expression in front of her and thinking of the great achievements he had made in just six months, the words came to her lips but she couldn't say them.

Yes, I have reached a bottleneck anyway. It will be difficult to make any further progress before I have some enlightenment and breakthrough.

It is better to plant a seed. In time, maybe he can really break through the legendary realm and help me share a lot of pressure.