Witch Monastery

Not to mention that what follows is wave after wave of powerful, swift, and continuous strong impacts!

Inside the closet, little Lisa looked at the erotic scene in front of her and felt so shy that she was about to explode.

But she couldn't control herself. The scene in front of her was so erotic and beautiful. The body lines of Father Hawthorne and her mother were so perfect and charming. Just looking at their bodies was enough to make her unable to stop.

He continued to thrust hard, his thick thing bringing out splashes of juice, his mother's hanging huge breasts swaying back and forth, and the engorged red buds drew a perfect arc in the air...

This scene is so powerful, dynamic and full of life tension. The wonderful scene made little Lisa dry-mouthed and unable to stop!

Her mind was blank, she was immersed in it, forgetting the time, until the mother in front of her reached the first peak of pleasure of the day, let out a long moan, then turned her head to kiss Hawthorne, she came back to her senses a little, turned her head to look at the time on the wall.

It was no big deal at first glance, but when she realized what time it was, she was immediately horrified!

Oops, it's already late!

Chapter 530: Possibility of Overturning the Case

Little Lisa was startled and hurriedly chanted the spell and cast a spell. Accompanied by a magical white light, the next second, she appeared directly on the second floor of the monastery study, on the familiar small bench.

Next to her, the one in charge of tutoring today is the deep-sea witch Heidi. She is responsible for teaching the girl some knowledge about the ocean. After all, Port Liber is a port city, and she will inevitably go to sea in the future.

She was startled when she saw the white light of the transmission. After seeing that it was Lisa, she frowned and said, "You are late!"

Little Lisa's face was red, and there was a thin layer of hot sweat on her forehead, because of the nervousness of making a mistake and also because of the excitement just now.

She lowered her head quickly and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, Miss Heidi, I was wrong. I will pay attention next time!"

Heidi was about to say something about punishment, but seeing her unusual expression, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She swallowed the words back, "It's good that you know you're wrong. So, why were you late today?"

Then, with the naked eye, little Lisa's face suddenly turned red like blood, which was extremely abnormal.

"I...I..." She was extremely flustered and incoherent. She lowered her head and whispered, "I was playing around, so I sneaked out to play halfway..."

Heidi lowered her head and looked at her seriously: "It's not good to lie, Lisa, tell the truth!"

Finally, Lisa could no longer hold back under Heidi's strong pressure and whispered the truth: "I saw Father Hawthorne and my mother fighting naked on the bed."

"I was very curious, so I used magic to hide in the closet and secretly watched for a while..."

Heidi's face was immediately shocked, she did realize that this little girl had a secret, but she never expected it to be this!

So, Father Hawthorne witnessed the entire process of Ms. Malena's lovemaking, and the little girl saw it all!

Heidi instinctively felt a little amused, for Hawthorne's carelessness and for the cute little girl in front of her who was less than ten years old.

But in front of Lisa, she still tried to keep a straight face and said, "This is a very private matter between the priest and your mother. Although he may not mind you peeking, this kind of thing cannot be seen by outsiders."

Little Lisa sniffed: "I know, I was wrong, Miss Heidi."

Heidi gently touched her little head: "Don't apologize, I don't blame you. Don't miss classes because of this kind of thing in the future, and don't let your mother know.

Understand? "

Little Lisa blinked and realized that Heidi didn't seem to criticize her for peeking. Instead... she was giving her advice?

Such thoughts came to her mind, and strange new concepts began to take shape in her little head.

……

Meanwhile, in Marlena's bedroom, Hawthorne held the sweaty naked beauty in his arms and gently rubbed her cheek: "Do you feel better, dear?"

He actually hadn't been released yet, and he was feeling very uncomfortable. But the main purpose of this attack was to help Malena improve her mood, so he was not in a hurry to launch a second attack.

Marlena turned her head and stuck out her tongue, responding to his kiss: "Mmm...thank you, honey, I feel better."

The two kissed for a while, and their physical strength and thoughts gradually recovered. Thinking of the current situation of her biological brother, Marlena couldn't help but look worried again: "I told him that unless he can find a way to restore the Silver Fist and the Holy Child's sarcophagus, he can't even think about overturning the family's case."

Hawthorne's expression suddenly froze.

He certainly didn't know about the Silver Fist, but he did know about the Holy Infant Sarcophagus, which was a holy relic left behind by a saint from the Church of the Goddess of Life.

This holy relic was not destroyed, but was embezzled by the former city lord and hidden in his treasury, the same treasury that he gave to Leila Silverhand!

Hiss... No way, this crime can also be pinned on Malena's family?

He never expected that there was something behind this incident, but it seemed so. In the game, when the players opened the treasure house themselves, a text would pop up on the interface, roughly saying how many unsolved cases were hidden here. If they were made public, how many crimes would be exposed, how many injustices would be vindicated, but those who were wrongly killed would never come back again...

Obviously, Malena's family was a typical victim of injustice. If Hawthorne hadn't appeared, she would have been raped and killed by the human traffickers in Nangang District, becoming another unclaimed corpse in the slums, and finally eaten by passing stray dogs.

And little Lisa will be sacrificed to Mompot and face an unimaginable and terrible fate.

Fortunately, everyone is still alive, so there is still hope for everything to turn around.

Well, it all depends on when Leila Silverhand returns the relic to the church...

Although thinking this way, Hawthorne did not tell her right away. He hugged her, patted her back gently, and continued to discuss her brother's problem with her: "So, did he listen to what you said?"

Marlena closed her eyes and shook her head in pain, "I'm afraid not."

"For the entire afternoon, I have been persuading him not to be blinded by hatred and not to fall so deeply into the vortex of revenge." She whispered, "After all, our family was indeed at fault first, and he can now start a new life."

"But I don't know how to persuade him. He's grown up now and has a stubborn temper. I can't beat him to wake him up..."

"Father, if you meet him someday, could you wake him up for me?"

Huo Sang thought to himself, how could I have such ability? Your brother may not be weaker than me now.

But looking at Marlena's soft and weak eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her gently on the cheek: "I'll try my best, but the prerequisite is that he has to recognize me and be willing to listen to me."

Only then did Malena turn from sadness to laughter: "Thank you, Father."

Having said this, she then took the initiative to turn over and straddled him: "You haven't come out yet, have you? Next, let me do it."

As she spoke, she straightened the still strong and powerful weapon, pointed it at the entrance to her garden, and then sat down gently: "Oh..."

She let out a delicious moan, and Hawthorne reached up, grasped her ample breasts, and squeezed them gently.

Malena looked down at him, her face half drunk, with a gentle smile on her lips, letting his hands do what he wanted, her hips slightly raised, and began to sway back and forth quickly like a lotus in the breeze.

The strong core strength she had developed while practicing dance came into play at this moment. Her tight body continued to clamp and suck on his weapon, and soon, the two of them reached the peak of pleasure together again.

……

At the same time, in another location in the slums of Nangang District, in a secret room, Shapiro drew a magic circle on the ground, lit magic incense, and chanted a spell.

After a long time, the smoke from the incense condensed together and finally turned into a slender and charming female figure with a pair of wings behind her: "Shapiro? You found your sister?"

A clear female voice sounded, with an unquestionable majesty. Shapiro quickly lowered his head to show his obedience to the other party: "Yes, I found her. She is living a good life now. Little Lisa has grown up smoothly and is no longer as weak and sick as she was when she was young."

"Oh, and she even awakened her bloodline and became a warlock."

As he said this, his voice was a little low: "They are living a good life now, and they are afraid of disrupting the current peace, so they are unwilling to follow me to seek revenge."

Hearing this, the female shadow snorted coldly: "Then can she let go of the hatred of your parents?"

Shapiro hesitated for a moment and said, "She seems to think that the matter of the Silver Fist and the Holy Infant's sarcophagus is indeed inseparable from our family.

Relationship. "

Hearing this, the ancestor sighed: "Alas, the naive and pathetic woman, she was blinded by those lies and excuses, and could not see through the conspiracy behind it!"

Seeing his ancestor say this about his sister, Shapiro felt a little unhappy, but he had no reason to refute. After all, he actually agreed with these words in his heart.

However, after carefully weighing the pros and cons in his mind and hesitating for a moment, he said to the shadow in front of him, "I also feel that my sister is too weak and little Lisa is too young and incapable. Even if they join the revenge plan, I'm afraid they can only hinder me."

"So, ancestor, how about letting the two of them live a peaceful life here? I now have mastered powerful spells, and I can complete the task of revenge with my own strength."

He softened his heart. Thinking about how much he had suffered to have the strength and will he had today, he couldn't bear to let his only two remaining relatives go through the same process.

Revenge, killing, and slaughtering are things that men should do.

As for you two, mother and daughter, just hide back and enjoy a peaceful life.

In front of him, the huge black shadow of the ancestor paused for a moment, then lowered his head and stared at his figure.

After a moment, she seemed to smile: "No problem, dear Shapiro, I am very pleased that you have the sense of responsibility to bear everything alone."

"But please tell me where the mother and daughter live now? I also want to take a good look at their current conditions."

Shapiro naturally had no doubts and said, "The two of them are now living in the residential area built by Earl Nigel Hawthorne, living with a group of Amazons. Humph, that fraud is the same as the other nobles! The honor of killing Mompot should have belonged to me..."

Chapter 531 New Changes in Nangang District

As time went by, life seemed to return to normal. Shapiro had not appeared since that day, and Hawthorne was not in a hurry to find him, but was busy with his own affairs.

He was very patient, because he knew that the circle of high-end combat power in Libel Port was very small. So as long as he was still in this city, they would meet again one day.

This day, in the monastery, in the study.

Hawthorne closed the spell book in his hand, closed his eyes, and pressed two fingers on his temples, massaging them. The feeling of fatigue was slightly relieved, and he then let out a long breath.

Alas... the difficulty of learning the sixth-ring spell has increased by more than one level compared to before!

The spell he was learning was called "Tasha's Transcendent Form", a transmutation spell written by the legendary spellcaster Tasha, who wrote the infamous evil artifact "Demon's Chronicle".

To put it simply, this spell allows you to absorb a little magic from the upper plane (such as Mount Heaven) or the lower plane (such as the Abyss), which can be activated directly during combat to gain many benefits within the one-minute transformation time.

The types of buffs include multiple damage resistances, immunity to abnormal states, super thick protective force fields, a small amount of damage increase, and the two most important points: super high flight speed, and attack speed!

Yes, this is another spell that can increase attack speed. With a double-headed sword and the "Hungry Blade" magic power call, and buffed with this spell, Hawthorne's attack speed is enough to compete with heavy weapon warriors of the same level!

However, Hawthorne's main concern was not this. What he coveted the most was the flying speed provided by this spell!

When fighting against Regolas, he suffered a lot because he couldn't fly. And when dealing with Mephistopheles, he had to let Shilin hold him and teleport him up before he could strike the Devil Archduke, which was very passive.

He was already level 11, but he couldn't fly at high speeds at this level, which was indeed inconvenient in combat. It seemed a bit unworthy to learn the second-level spell "Flying" that required concentration, so he thought about it and chose this.

Anyway, in low-end battlefields, you can use Archery Magic to deal with the explosion, just like the time when you dealt with Regolas, while in high-end battlefields, you can only fight once at most, and all your resources will have to be used up, so this spell is completely enough!

With this idea in mind, he started studying ambitiously. However, even with the support of the third-level study, he still suffered unimaginable setbacks.

This is too difficult to learn!

This is not only due to the huge amount of information contained in the six-ring spell itself, but also a very crucial point is that no one in the monastery knows this spell!

No one can cast this spell for him to refer to!

The only high-level spellcaster he could contact was Vajra. But putting aside the question of whether she could cast this spell, even if she could, it was impossible for Madam Blackstaff to take the time out to give him individual magic tutoring, right?

Therefore, he could only persevere like most spellcasters, experiment with his own mana, and master this spell through long and specialized study.

Fortunately, his mana bar was long enough and recovered quickly. With enough mana to support him, he could experiment at any cost and use the mana bar to find the right way to cast.

French route.

Coupled with the functionality of the study itself, he can learn this spell several times faster than ordinary wizards.

However, because the Six Rings is so difficult to learn, it will probably take him a long time to truly understand it.

crunch--

The study door behind her was pushed open, and Cuibisi, holding a cup of refreshing tea, walked in slowly, twisting her waist like a water snake.

The study door behind her was automatically closed by her magic. The witch placed the teacup in front of Hawthorne, and seeing his distressed expression, she understood what he needed now.

Without further ado, she then squatted down skillfully, shrunk under the desk, unbuckled his belt, took out the huge angry dragon underneath, and planned to use her mouth to help him relax.

However, at this moment, a small flying insect landed beside Hawthorne's ear, and then Andre's voice rang out: "Master, the Blue Dragon's secretary is here again and has entered the South Port District!"

Hawthorne closed his eyes. His weapon had been swallowed whole by Cuibisi. He could feel her forked tongue, as slender as a snake's tongue, swirling flexibly around it. "No hurry, it will take a while for him to come over, huh..."

……

At the gate of the monastery, after knocking on the door, the blue dragonborn in a neat suit stood there and waited for a while. Maybe Hawthorne was really busy today. Anyway, he waited for a while before the gate of the monastery opened. Hawthorne, who looked refreshed, appeared at the gate and apologized: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

The blue dragonborn nodded slightly. "Not too long, Lord Hawthorne."

Without further ado, he went straight to the point: "Regarding the bank branch and the house loan, Lord Rahman originally did not intend to agree. But because it was your suggestion, he decided to trust you once and approved the matter."

"And next, the two of us will discuss a strategy on how to implement it."

Hawthorne nodded slightly, then raised his hand: "Sir, please, let's go to the restaurant's private room to discuss in detail."

The two then walked east together and entered the top-floor private room of the only seafood restaurant in Nangang District. Just now, Heidi had ordered a full set of food for him here.

The seafood has been served, and Huo Sang and the others have taken their seats. The blue dragonborn elegantly enjoyed today's lunch with a knife and fork, while slowly discussing the situation at the Blue Dragon Bank with him: "Your Highness originally thought that a 30% down payment, a 4% interest rate, and a repayment period of 30 years was really low, and the risk was really high. After all, the poor in Nangang District have a low ability to create income, and may not be able to repay the loan later."

"So, he still wants to have some further discussions on these specific numbers."

Hawthorne was not panicked at all, and continued: "Then we can initiate legal proceedings and confiscate their houses. Sir, the new bus line in Nangang District has already started construction. In the long run, it can be foreseen that the land price in Nangang District may increase tenfold or more in the future."

"So, as long as this loan can be issued, there will almost certainly be no loss in the future."

The Blue Dragon secretary paused while cutting the seafood, and then continued, "Yes, this is another thing I don't understand, Earl Hawthorne, why are you so anxious to sell your house?"

Chapter 532 Blue Dragon's Needs