Witch Monastery

Behind him, the Mind Flayer Mage Nishiro, wearing a dark blue robe, saw this and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Mr. Hawthorne's ability is shocking no matter how many times I see it!"

This thought echoed in the hearts of Hawthorne and several other mind flayers around him. Immediately, they all nodded in agreement, and the whiskers on their chins swayed slightly.

In front of him, the purifying light power extinguished. Hawthorne raised his hand and wiped the non-existent sweat. He panted and said modestly, "No, it's just this useful. It's not worth much."

Having said this, he then called up the system, glanced at the balance in the lower right corner, and couldn't help but cheer in his heart.

Nice!

This time, purifying the pollution gave me more than 1,500 points, which was not only more than enough for upgrading, but also left me with nearly 1,000 points left!

Very good!

He was extremely happy, so he found an excuse to say goodbye to the group of mind flayers, quickly returned to the surface, and returned to the monastery with the stench of the sewer.

He was not in a hurry to upgrade, but went to the bathroom first, took off his clothes, took a shower, and then soaked comfortably in the bathtub. Then he called out the system and lightly clicked on it.

hum-

A gentle white light lit up and then poured into his body. Now, with a very powerful spellcasting ability, he could feel that a new magic circuit was being constructed in his body and then connected to the outside world, allowing him to use more advanced spells to directly transform the entire world...

He knew that from today on, he would have the ability to cast sixth-level spells.

Although he can only use it once a day due to restrictions from the Magic Goddess, the powerful force of the six-ring spell is enough to instantly reverse the situation in a crucial battle!

Along with the sixth ring's spellcasting ability, another crucial improvement is the power of his tricks.

Now, the number of his magic energy explosions has expanded to three, and with the effectiveness of the Illusionist's arm guards, he can fire six at a time.

Coupled with the metamagic specialty of "Instant Spell", he can more easily create a rain of light and destroy any enemy larger than a large size!

In addition, his total mana value was also increased from sixty-four to seventy-three, which further enhanced his sustained combat capability.

Now, generally speaking, the number of people who are strong enough to fight him inside Libel Port should not exceed three digits. If Vajra's support is also counted, then he can be considered absolutely safe inside this city.

However, what made Hawthorne a little disappointed was that when he reached level 11 and gained the ability to cast six-ring spells, the system did not directly give him a six-ring spell as usual.

What the hell is this? Do I need to learn it myself?

Thinking of the difficulty of learning the sixth-ring spell, he couldn't help but think it was tricky.

However, there is nothing that can be done about it. With such a long blue bar, he has actually already gained enough advantage and should be content.

After all, spells can be learned slowly, but things like the mana bar cannot be expanded easily!

With a satisfied mood, he soaked in the hot spring and looked through the system again. However, he suddenly made a new discovery.

There's a big yellow dot on the map!

And this location... is at Malena’s house!

The relaxed mood tightened again, and Hawthorne's brows slightly frowned. The yellow dots were judged based on those creatures that were neutral to him. And their size represented their strength.

In fact, there are many small yellow dots in and out of the Amazon residential areas. After all, not everyone is friendly to him, but they are often weak, so the yellow dots are basically small enough to be ignored.

Normally, there shouldn't be anyone in the entire Nangang District who can pose a threat to him. The few powerful Amazons have basically all taken his seeds, which is a big green dot...

cough!

And Malena has always lived in a very small area. How could such a powerful non-friendly creature suddenly appear in her home?

Hawthorne suddenly realized that something he didn't know about was happening quietly.

We have to go over and check to make sure she isn't in any danger!

With this thought in mind, he quickly got up, wiped himself clean, changed his clothes, and then quietly walked towards Malena's house.

The distance between the two sides was not far, and he soon arrived at the back of the house. The monastery building was very soundproof, but to Hawthorne, this soundproofing was completely non-existent.

He is the master of the monastery, so everything here is defenseless to him.

So at this moment, he could clearly hear the quarrel inside:

"Sister, can you really swallow this? Think about what you have experienced over the years, think about the suffering you have endured! You didn't have to go through this, and it was all because of them!"

"Stop it, Shapiro! You were still young at the time, so you may not know that we were not wrongly blamed. At least, the Silver Fist did lose its power, and the Holy Child's sarcophagus did disappear from our home!"

"But what about those other culpability?"

"That's not important anymore. Without the two holy relics, our family will never be able to restore its reputation. All these struggles are in vain..."

"Sister, you have to believe in our ancestors. I really heard their voices! We are right. We can make amends for this. And those who are full of malice should pay the price!"

"Okay then, then you ask the ancestors to come find me, and you go find these two holy relics and show them to me!"

……

Sister? The person in the room is Malena's brother?

Hawthorne wasn't sure, but he could hear that as the argument went on, Malena seemed to get more emotional and her voice gradually got louder.

He then put his hand on his dimensional bag. If the situation was not right, he planned to rush in and subdue the man who had a conflict with her first.

However, the violent conflict did not seem to happen in the end. The man inside snorted coldly, then pushed the door open and slammed it.

Hawthorne leaned his head out from the back of the house and looked at the tall man's receding back. He thought for a while and then suddenly realized.

Wait, that seems to be Shapiro Casarant, the one sent by the Casarant family to fight against the Abyss Lord Mompot's arcane knight!

No wonder we didn’t see him at Casalante’s house that night. It turned out that this guy was just a pure thug. He used the name of Casalante family to take advantage of each other and was not really a relative of their family!

And he...is actually Malena's brother!

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

I can't believe there is such a relationship behind this.

However, this guy seems to be very violent?

In that case...it's better to be cautious when interacting with him for the time being.

He thought so without being discovered by Shapiro. Malena's soft sobbing came from the room. Hawthorne hesitated for a moment, but his heart softened. Then he turned around, walked out from behind the window, walked over, and knocked on the door: "Malena, are you okay?"

When he reached the door, he saw that there were still uncleared plates on the dining table in the living room of Malena's house.

Obviously, the reunion of the siblings was very pleasant at the beginning. Malena made a lunch by herself. However, after the meal, due to differences in ideas, the two sides couldn't help but have a big quarrel.

But there is no way around it. The two sides' early experiences, experiences over the years and current circumstances are all different, so naturally their thoughts on the same thing are completely different.

At the dining table, Marlena heard his voice and quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe away her tears. She looked up and forced a smile: "Father, you are here?"

However, her eyes were still red, which was heartbreaking to see.

Hawthorne walked over, sat next to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and said softly, "I heard a quarrel over here, so I came over to see what happened?"

As he said this, his expression suddenly changed and he turned his head to look in the other direction, towards little Lisa's bedroom. Then he saw the little girl prying through the crack in the door, looking over here curiously but timidly.

Hawthorne immediately took it for granted that it was obvious that the little girl had just been

I was so frightened by the quarrels among the people that I dared not go out.

Thinking of this, he immediately gave her a gentle smile and said, "It's okay, Lisa, you can come out now."

However, what he didn't expect was that little Lisa's face turned red, as if she had seen something embarrassing.

She then turned around and walked back, then quickly opened the door, carrying her small schoolbag, and rushed out of the room: "I'm going to class. Goodbye, Father Hawthorne!"

Seeing her reaction, Hawthorne was suddenly puzzled.

What's going on? Why doesn't this girl stick to me anymore?

Are you still scared?

Looking at her hurried back, Hawthorne then shook his head, shaking off these inexplicable thoughts.

Never mind, kids always like to have wild thoughts. It's not a big deal, she will stick to me sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he hugged Marlena tightly and said softly, "So, what happened just now?"

Chapter 529: Peeping Little Lisa

Marlena put her arms around his waist, put her face on his shoulder, and whispered, "The man who just came to see you is my biological brother. After being sentenced to exile, he was taken to a small island outside the country."

"He didn't have any life skills, only a passion for bravery and fighting. So he joined a pirate gang, and was later arrested and imprisoned, where he made many bad friends..."

Marlena slowly told Shapiro's story, which Shapiro had just told him an hour ago. In short, Shapiro learned a lot of real criminal skills in prison, then managed to start a riot and escape from prison, wandered around the world, and finally came back here...

"He has suffered a lot over the years. But I never thought that he would hear the voice of the so-called 'ancestor' again, and that the other party even gave him power and instigated him to seek revenge..."

"I'm so scared, I'm really scared. I don't want my father's tragedy to happen to him again..."

Malena sobbed quietly, and Hawthorne hugged her back and listened quietly. Considering that the holy relic was indeed ineffective, and this guy participated in the battle as a member of the Casalante family, so the matchmaker...

Well, it’s most likely his ancestor.

Therefore, the identity of this "ancestor" should be confirmed: there is a high probability that he is actually a devil!

Maybe even a colleague of Regolas!

Therefore, his real occupation is not an arcane knight, but a sorcerer who worships evil spirits!

Well... almost. After all, they are all able to cast spells, but their spellcasting abilities are not very strong. They mainly rely on weapon warfare professions.

It is common to confuse the two if you don't distinguish them carefully.

As he thought about it, he wasn't really sure. After all, all this was just speculation, and there was no concrete evidence to prove that it was all true.

But now is not the time to talk about this. Talking about this will only make this girl more worried. He hugged Malena's body, gently wiped her tears, and then whispered: "I'll think of a way to find out where the 'ancestor' behind him came from."

Malena hugged him tightly, as if he was the only support in her life at this moment.

……

On the other side, little Lisa had just walked out of the house a few steps when her pace suddenly slowed down. Her expression was uncertain and she looked very hesitant.

Father Hawthorne has gone home. Maybe he will have a chat with my mother again later...

Thinking of that scene, she couldn't help but feel hot in her heart.

Do you want to watch it for a while?

But it’s already half past one, and class starts in half an hour…

Oh, forget it, I’ll just use magic to teleport directly to the study when the time comes!

Opportunities like this don’t come often, don’t miss them!

As soon as she thought of this, she stomped her feet, chanted a spell, and then her body turned into a white light, and then she appeared in the closet in Malena's bedroom.

She secretly opened a small gap and peeked out, and found that the two people who were supposed to be sitting in the living room had moved to the bedroom at some point, and were now sitting at the head of the bed, hugging each other and talking intimately.

Seeing the two of them just sitting there and chatting about random things, little Lisa suddenly became extremely anxious.

Why are you still talking? Why don’t you start yet?

There are only twenty-nine minutes left, I'm in a hurry!

She was extremely anxious, but it was impossible for her to rush out and urge the two of them to hurry up. She could only wait anxiously.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lisa had never felt that a minute could be so long. Finally, after three minutes, Lisa saw Father Hawthorne, who was beside the bed, lowered his head and kissed his mother's lips, as if realizing that continuing to chat like this was just a waste of time and life.

His hands began to unbutton his mother's clothes on her chest, and while his mother kissed him back passionately, she also began to unbutton his belt. Soon, the thick hard intestine bounced out, and Malena used both hands to gently knead it back and forth repeatedly.

Seeing this, little Lisa blushed, her cheeks burned, and her heart was pounding, but she couldn't stop cheering in her heart: Great, it's started!

Outside, by the bed, Hawthorne

His idea was actually very simple. Since he was already here, and Malena was still so sad, he would feel bad if he didn't try to make her happy before she left.

But Shapiro and the Sulfaro family's affairs were, after all, their own family affairs, and it was not convenient for him to interrupt.

Therefore, the only way he could think of to make Malena happy was to interrupt.

Not the one for eating.

His hands skillfully unbuttoned her coat, lifted the autumn shirt underneath, and unbuttoned her bra. Two snow-white mountains bounced out, and the pink cherries quietly became engorged and stood upright, as if it had become an instinctive reaction of Malena's body.

Hawthorne's fingers hooked onto each of the erect buds, constantly teasing, rubbing, and pinching, stimulating one of the most sensitive parts of her body.

Under his skillful technique, Malena's body responded quickly. Her cheeks began to turn red, her breathing became heavier, and her plump legs subconsciously clamped together, obviously already wet.

She rubbed his weapon with one hand and unbuckled her belt with the other. Soon, the thick cotton trousers fell off, revealing the thin and sexy purple lace triangle panties inside to his sight, and her perfect figure was clearly visible.

The fabric at the bottom of her panties was already wet, her body was fully prepared. Without any more foreplay, Hawthorne adjusted his weapon, aimed at the entrance of the garden with gurgling water, and pushed forward -

"Um--!"

A long gasp came from Malena's throat. Her narrow garden was expanded so violently to the size of a baby's arm that no matter how many times, this stimulation made her scalp tingle.