Witch Monastery

Yagola then went out, and soon after, Hawthorne, wearing a black priest's uniform, strode into the living room.

Davil hurriedly stepped forward in his cotton slippers to greet him, with a warm smile on his face: "What a rare guest! I am so honored that Earl Hawthorne still remembers a small person like me!"

He said this, but unfortunately, Hawthorne was still angry and was in no mood to be polite with him: "Let's get down to business, Davil, you should have some information about Shapiro Casarant?"

"Oh?" Davill was startled, and then his eyes changed again.

How did he know that I had been dealing with Shapiro all this time, trying to form an alliance with him?

This, this, this...how much does he know?

Davil didn't know, because the other party came directly to his residence, and he thought of many things at once: "Yes... I have been in contact with him, so I have a lot of information about him."

Hawthorne's eyes lit up: "That's good, then you should also know where he is and what he has been doing recently, right?"

Davil nodded and praised: "You are really well-informed. The Mithril District ordered to block the news, but you got the information almost at the same time as me."

Hawthorne was stunned and thought, what the hell has Shapiro done that he has forced the Mithril District to block the news?

Oh my god, wouldn’t something bad happen to him at this moment that I wouldn’t be able to find him, right?

Hawthorne's heart was pounding, but his face remained calm. He said, "Well, but I only heard a little bit of rumors, and my noble friends obviously have some concerns."

"I know you have more information than I do. I need to see the whole picture from another angle."

Davil had already preconceived that Hawthorne already knew the whole story and came here for that matter, so he did not doubt that he was trying to trick him: "Then let me tell you first. In short, on the day of Madam Casalante's execution, this guy broke into the venue, knocked out the soldiers who were carrying out the execution, and then..."

Hawthorne's pupils shrank slightly, and a bad premonition almost broke through his chest, but then he heard Davil continue: "He personally chopped off the woman's head. When the reinforcements arrived, the woman's blood had been completely drained."

Hawthorne heaved a sigh of relief, his heart falling back into his stomach. He almost thought that Shapiro and the Casarant family were really in the same group, and that the angel was actually a subordinate of Mephistopheles.

Fortunately, it seems that he just went there to take revenge and vent his anger, and he didn't really go along with these guys.

Hawthorne thought so in his heart, and then Davil said, "This is the only information I have received. I wonder what you have heard?"

Hawthorne came back to his senses, thought about the nature of those nobles, and said perfunctorily: "Nothing, they said that Madam Casalant was successfully executed, but some people said that on that day, Shapiro Casalant broke into the venue, replaced the body with another one, and rescued the person."

"I thought it was a little outrageous, so I came over to ask."

Davil nodded when he heard this: "This rumor is indeed outrageous. The body has been verified by the priests and it is confirmed to be that of the fat woman."

Hawthorne let out a breath, thinking of Shapiro's current focus on revenge, and suddenly felt a little anxious, fearing that he would do a few more bad things, and then it would be time for Vajra to take him down personally: "I need to know Shapiro's location and how to find him. The faster and more accurately the better!"

Davill was stunned and looked at the person in front of him. Instead of asking him why he was so anxious to find that man, he began to think about another question.

He needs me.

Hiss... No matter what the final result is, I have sold out Shapiro.

So, what can I get in return for selling this informant who I have finally contacted?

His brain was working rapidly, and considering Hawthorne's current power, he suddenly had a bold idea.

"How much does it cost? Just name your price," Hawthorne said.

Davil restrained his gaze and raised a slight smile: "I don't want money, dear Earl Hawthorne. But I need you to do something for me."

Hawthorne's pupils shrank slightly. At the moment, for him, any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem. At worst, he could go and borrow money from the blue dragons.

But this kind of request to get things done is the most troublesome.

He clenched his fists and stared at the golden elf in front of him, waiting for him to speak loudly: "Tell me, let me see if I can do it."

Davil nodded: "I want you to snipe the Golden Dragon Bank, right here in the Nangang District."

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not asking you to go to war with the entire consortium. It's just that I can provide you with some inside information to make them suffer a little."

As he said this, he sneered: "Didn't you say 'free trade'? Oh, it's time to let them suffer some of the consequences of 'freedom'!"

……

After coming out of Dawir Xingge's house, Hawthorne still felt that the experience just now was a little incredible, so much so that he felt a little dizzy and even walked a little unsteadily.

What's going on?

I asked Daville to help me find someone, and then, as a reward, I would use the information Daville provided me to make another big money from the Golden Dragons?

Earn money from both ends?

This is this...

At this moment, Hawthorne suddenly and inexplicably experienced the wonderful situation that America was in at the beginning of World War II.

But he was not in the mood to be secretly happy now. The depressed mood caused by Juta's injury still loomed in his heart. Taking a deep breath, he returned to the monastery and continued his learning of magic.

He is speeding up his plan. If he can learn the sixth-ring spell "Tasha's Transcendent Form" and then let Die add an acceleration spell to himself, then even if facing an angel with super high speed, he will not be without the ability to fight!

Just as he was continuously investigating and preparing for revenge against the angel, in a distant and dark place, Malena woke up from her sleep.

The duration of the spell to charm humans was actually very short. In order to control her afterwards, Sulfaro had to put her into a deep sleep.

It was not until this moment that she finally woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was no longer in the familiar home, but in a small room that looked very different.

Where is this?

She looked around and found that it was a dark little room, illuminated only by a small Everlasting Pearl on the ceiling; she was still wearing her familiar beige pajamas, but now she was lying on a large soft bed covered with unknown cotton wool, but the material seemed to be better than the bed she slept on in her childhood.

She was covered with a gorgeous purple blanket, on which was embroidered a pattern that looked like a giant spider web with white silk thread. On the huge wall next to her bed was a beautiful mural of a dark elf with white hair, red eyes and black skin on the upper body and a giant purple spider on the lower body. It was grinning and stepping on a poor human, holding a long sword in its hand and about to chop off his head.

This scene frightened Malena, and she couldn't help but curl up. At this moment, she couldn't help but sniff lightly, and she smelled a damp and musty smell that hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

She looked around and suddenly realized that the room really had no windows. Although the room was clean, she could still tell that it was actually a basement. She just didn't expect someone to decorate the basement so beautifully.

I...why am I here?

She couldn't help but wonder this question in her mind, and then the memories of last night began to slowly emerge.

Oh, I remember now. Just last night, a mysterious angel suddenly chopped down the door of my house. She recited a spell, and then I was obsessed and even picked up Lisa and prepared to go with her...

Thinking of this, she was suddenly filled with fear.

Fortunately, Sister Celine snatched little Lisa away at the last moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous...

She was both scared and relieved. She patted her full chest, took two deep breaths, calmed herself down, and then began to think about what to do next.

The angel said she was my ancestor. So, she was actually the one who gave Shapiro the power?

Why did she capture me? To let me join their revenge plan?

But, I don’t have any fighting power at all…

She was thinking wildly in her mind, and at this moment, the door of the room was opened, accompanied by

There was also a familiar yet unfamiliar female voice: "Hey, are you awake? It seems that your physical condition is better than I expected."

Malena's thoughts were interrupted. She came back to her senses, raised her hand, and saw that the angel who brought her here last night was standing at the door, looking at her with a smile.

Chapter 543 Pregnant Malena

This time, the angel did not talk to her in her original appearance, but disguised herself as a human female: she was tall and well-proportioned, with long, shiny golden hair, azure blue eyes and sexy red lips. Her facial lines were soft yet three-dimensional. She would be a first-class beauty no matter which country she was in.

She was wearing a black slim-fitting outfit at the moment. She did not look like a noble and holy angel, but more like a ruthless warrior, or even a killer, exuding a capable charm.

But facing such a beauty, Marlena did not feel any admiration in her heart. Instead, she felt nervous and terrified: "You... Ancestor."

She originally wanted to ask "Who are you?", but then she remembered that the other party had already told her who he was last night, so she simply changed the question and did not ask the name, but directly addressed the other party by his identity.

On the other side, Sulfaro nodded and praised: "Very good, you still remember who I am, which means your mind is still clear."

Marlena relaxed a little, her thoughts racing, and she continued, "The ancestor called me here, could it be... because of what Shapiro said about revenge?"

Sulfaro looked at her with a smile: "What would you do if I said yes?"

Marlena lowered her head, looking somewhat ashamed. "Of course, I also want to clear the wrongs for my family and make those who framed us pay the price. However, I have neither studied administrative management nor trained in weapon combat. I have children to take care of at home, so I really don't have the power..."

She was deliberately showing weakness to her enemy, hoping that the other party would underestimate her value and let her go.

But unfortunately, from the very beginning, what Sulfaro was targeting was not her own fighting ability.

The angel walked slowly into the room from the door and approached Malena. The latter was so frightened that her heart was pounding. She couldn't help but move her position, trying to stay away from her ancestor.

But unfortunately, the bed was only this big, and all her efforts were in vain. Sulfaro walked to her side, grabbed her hand, put her hand on her belly, and then smiled and said, "But, you can give birth to powerful offspring, right?"

Marlena looked at her in horror: "You... Ancestor, what do you want me to do?"

She couldn't imagine it. Did she want her to mate with some powerful creatures, such as lustful dragons, so as to give birth to powerful offspring? !

When she thought of that scene, Malena trembled with fear.

"Need I say more?" Sulfaro smiled. This expression looked so terrifying in Marlena's eyes. "I once gave power to a mortal in the material world so that he could adapt to the power I gave him. You inherited his bloodline, and this bloodline should not be cut off."

"Malena, you have almost completely inherited his noble bloodline. My power is hidden in your body. You are so healthy, so beautiful, and so full of vitality. This is a gift from fate. If you don't make full use of it, it will be a blasphemy to the gift of fate!"

Marlena's eyes became more and more terrified. She lowered her head and looked at her lower abdomen. She and Sulfaro both had their hands pressed there. "You...are you saying..."

Seeing her nervous look, Sulfaro suddenly laughed: "I'm just kidding, do you think I will let you give birth to them one by one?"

Marlena blinked, not sure what this meant.

"How is that possible? Not to mention that if you are pregnant with someone else's child, it will pollute your perfect bloodline," she said. "Just talking about efficiency, you will have to wait nearly ten months to give birth to the daughter of that man in your belly."

"I can't wait, dear. What I want is a more efficient method!"

As she said this, a warm white light suddenly appeared in her hand and penetrated into her lower abdomen. Malena felt her lower abdomen was a little warm, and some magical power was entering her body. She didn't know what to do.

She was flustered because the amount of information in Sulfaro's words was too great for her brain to process for a while.

I... am actually pregnant with Father Hawthorne's child?

But before today, I hadn't even experienced the physiological reaction of morning sickness!

She thought so, but then a feeling of sadness came over her.

Why do my children have to experience such a tragic fate...

No, no matter what she wants to do, this child must be allowed to grow up safely!

"Ancestor." She put on a flattering smile and said, "I am willing to serve you, but, as you can see, this child has a father. Maybe her bloodline will be polluted and not pure?"

"I will cooperate with your plan wholeheartedly in the future, and I only ask one thing: when the child is born, can you please send her to the gate of the convent?"

As she begged, Sulfaro looked up at her with a surprised expression: "You seem to really like him? Oh, does he like you?"

Malena scornfully

Yixiao said, "No, I was just playing around with that pretty boy. But, the process of raising little Lisa was already hard enough for me, and I don't want to have a useless burden around me while participating in your great plan."

Sulfaro smiled lightly, not caring what she really thought: "Okay, I will lead you to victory."

Marlena let out a long sigh, and her heart dropped back into her stomach. Sulfaro's hand was still covering her lower abdomen, shining brightly.

She gradually grew bolder, thought for a moment, and put on an eager and admiring expression: "Ancestor, what are you doing? How can I cooperate with you?"

"I'm observing the unformed fetus in your belly," Sulfaro explained. "To be more precise, I'm observing the changes that will occur in your body during this process."

"As for you, in the next ten months, you need to eat and drink well, and maintain a good body and a good mood. This will be the greatest help to me."

It's that simple?

Am I here to enjoy myself?

This thought popped up in Malena's mind, and she herself felt incredible. At this time, Sulfaro's hand left her lower abdomen, and her hand was still shining white, but at this time, there seemed to be something more in her palm.

“Just wait patiently, Malena,” she said softly, “Soon, you will have dozens or even hundreds of daughters. Oh, or you could say, your sisters…”

She laughed, but Marlena didn't know what she was laughing at. She just felt a sense of fear. After all, what kind of person could be called her daughter and also considered her sister?

She didn't realize that this ethical collapse made her even more terrified of her future fate.

Chapter 544 North Port District, Shapiro

Beigang District.

This was once the most prosperous administrative division of Liber Port, especially during the heyday of the Sein Empire. The northern port of Liber Port handled countless ships to and from the inland every day.

The residents here also became the first group of people to become rich in the entire city. Many of the local big families in Port Liber today, if you trace back two or three generations, you will find that they are from the North Port District.

Unfortunately, with the decline of the Sayin Empire, the Beigang District, which relied on the internal market of this huge empire as its main trading partner, also declined.

But after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Relying on perfect infrastructure and convenient transportation, although this area is not as prosperous as before, there is still no problem in maintaining a comfortable life.

That evening, Hawthorne, Andre and Kasa were quietly waiting on a bench outside a closed sea carnival in the northernmost part of Beigang District.

Hawthorne sat on the chair with his eyes closed; Andrea, wearing a black nun's robe, sat beside him, leaning on his arm, with her face against his shoulder, showing her intimacy.

However, even so, next to him, Kesha didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong: because she was now taking two skewers of fragrant grilled squid and devouring them with relish, her mouth full of oil, and she was expressing her enjoyment.

The elves generally prefer a light diet, and prefer music, fine arts and other arts for enjoyment. They are not particular about food - to put it bluntly, it is a food desert.