Witch Monastery

Nidalee nodded: "Well, indeed, this problem needs to be solved, but, how many people do you have? What is the quality?"

The orc's face lit up: "We have 200 people, strong and sturdy, and proficient in many kinds of weapons, including greatswords, greataxes, longbows, and heavy crossbows!"

"Well, as long as your territory provides fine steel weapons and armor, everyone will be an invincible warrior!"

Nidalee frowned. "Uh..."

The orc hurriedly said, "Don't worry, they are all very strong! I can bring them here, you can check their bodies!"

"We don't ask for much, just to be able to live here for a long time and have a few gold coins in change!"

He spoke cheerfully, and although there might be some flaws in his language, it was obvious that he had a long-term vision.

He saw that this town had endless potential in the future, and that if he could take root here now, he would have endless benefits in the future, so he would rather let the warriors of his tribe take less money and establish long-term cooperation with this place.

But this is not what Nidalee cares about. Hawthorne has taught her that if you want people to work hard, you must pay them enough for their labor, so she has never considered paying too little.

Even if the other party asks for less, she will give him a portion that is higher than the market price, and at the same time reject any additional conditions from the other party.

Of course, providing food and accommodation is a normal requirement, but this is not included.

There were only two hundred people, all of them young and middle-aged. If they were allowed to stay permanently, they would become a force of considerable influence, which forced her to weigh the pros and cons.

She recalled that the Owlbeast Tribe had used the Chimaera domestication technique that was kept secret within their tribe in exchange for a promise from Hawthorne.

She always remembered this incident, so she was thinking that maybe when the Owl Beast Tribe could no longer bear it and came to them for refuge, she could directly arrange for them to be responsible for security.

But the problem is that half a year has passed, and summer is coming soon, but the other party still hasn't made any moves. And the security of the territory cannot be ignored, so should we sign these two hundred people?

Although this can solve the problem, they really want a lot. And if the Owlbeast tribe wants to come and join them in the future, given Hawthorne's character, he will definitely not break the contract: no matter which tribe...

But as far as I know, there are still some conflicts between these two tribes.

They all live in their own small towns...

Alas, the headache!

She was a little irritated. It was indeed stressful for her to make such a decision.

Just as she was hesitating, a wave of magic power came in. Nidalee's expression changed, because she suddenly felt that one of her communication stones suddenly activated.

And that was the communication stone that she used to communicate with Hawthorne. Usually, they would choose a fixed time to contact each other, and she would report part of her work to Hawthorne.

And now he suddenly contacted me, something important must have happened!

"Everyone, I'm sorry." She suddenly stood up and said, "Excuse me, I have something urgent to deal with."

The orc on the opposite side had an anxious look on his face, but he didn't dare to offend her, so he could only nod and agree.

Nidalee stood up and went to the compartment next to her. She injected magic into the message stone. Then, Hawthorne's voice rang directly in her mind: "Nidale, we are going to enter the Underdark through the path in the mountains. We need to rest at your place on the way. It will only take a few days. Please prepare yourself."

The news ended here, but Nidalee's eyes suddenly lit up, joy surged in her heart, and she suddenly felt more confident.

She replied "OK" to indicate that she had received his message, then put away the communication stone, raised her head, strode out of the room, and returned to the reception room.

In the reception room, the orc stood up immediately and asked with concern: "Lady Nidalee is back? How about what I just said, can you agree to it?"

In response to this, Nidalee no longer had the anxiety she had just felt. Instead, she smiled, as if she had it all planned out.

"Sir, don't be anxious." She said, "Please wait for two days. When Lord Nigel Hawthorne arrives, we can discuss this matter in detail. It won't be too late!"

After pushing the decision-making power and the accompanying responsibility onto Hawthorne, she suddenly felt relaxed and her spirits seemed to have recovered a lot.

On the other side, the orc also showed joy: "Okay, then let's wait here for a few more days!"

Being able to communicate directly with the other party’s highest authority is naturally what they wish for!

Chapter 551 Nidalee's Desire

Three days later.

Because the destination this time was a place near the Dark Lake in the Underdark, and considering the possibility of a naval battle, Hawthorne took Heidi, Celine and Kassa with him and went to the mountains together.

Because he was afraid that he would affect the normal operation of the town, Hawthorne told Nidalee clearly before coming not to hold a large welcoming ceremony and that everything should proceed as usual.

As a result, his arrival caused little stir, and only a few people knew he was coming. Nidalee came to greet him personally, allowing Kai'Sa to move around freely and find delicious food first. Then the druid took the three of them directly to the core area of ​​the monastery branch, to her usual office study.

Then, after dismissing his secretary, the druid drew the curtains and pounced on Hawthorne like a wild beast that had been hungry for days. He ignored the surprised and amused expressions of Celine and Heidi and kissed him on the lips.

Obviously, although the town's official business had taken up most of her energy and attention for nearly half a year, and she could have solved the problem with her fingers, but for Nidalee, who had already tasted the sweetness of it, it was still almost suffocating her.

Hawthorne did the same. After the initial surprise, he began to kiss back passionately without caring that this was her office.

His hands did not stop, untying the belt tied around her back. Even though she had been with him for a long time, this girl still maintained a certain primitive style, randomly tying a thick animal skin armor on her body, which was enough to cover her body, keep warm and provide slight defense.

This is certainly not fashionable, but combined with her bold breasts, well-defined muscles and wheat-colored skin, that kind of primitive but unrestrained wild charm comes to the face, making Hawthorne unable to stop.

He reached his hands under Nidalee's clothes, grabbed and kneaded her exaggerated breasts, and then found that the buds on the top were already engorged and erect.

Nidalee panted heavily and licked his tongue. The aggression even frightened Hawthorne. She almost pushed Hawthorne down by force, making him lie on her desk, and she lay on him like a leopard, then reached out to untie her and his belts.

"Heidi!"

She suddenly parted her lips, turned her head, her eyes blurred, her face flushed: "Hurry, help me!"

"Use your tentacles, come in, from above, and from behind!"

Heidi held her forehead slightly, looking helpless: "Alas..."

Similar to Hawthorne's mood, she sometimes felt that Nidalee's habits were a little strange, even stranger than hers: she was obviously the abnormal witch, and Nidalee was a normal human being.

But even so, she did not refuse and silently chanted a spell, then a thick black mist spread out from under her nun robe, and two dark green, sticky and slippery tentacles belonging to the body stretched out.

The tentacle swayed flexibly, and one of them climbed up Nidalee's lower body, pulling her pants down to her thighs, exposing her round but firm and perky buttocks completely to the air.

Then, the tentacle found the location of Nadeli's pink back door

, the slender tip is pushed in first, relaxing it, stretching it, and then the thick middle part is slowly pushed in, and then pushed in again——

"what……!"

Nidalee let out a long and pleasant moan, but then another flexible tentacle entered her mouth and wrapped around her tongue. The bumps on the tentacle rubbed the nerves on the tip of her tongue, making her even more excited.

Then, the tentacle remained in the coiled position and continued to stretch inward, deep into her throat—

"Woo--Woo--"

Two sensitive parts of her body were attacked at the same time, and Nidalee let out a series of whimpers. Her body was shaking, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead and back. Even though it hadn't officially started yet, she had already started rolling her eyes.

Hawthorne grabbed and kneaded her breasts, enjoying the firm, elastic feel, and then moved one hand down, and when he touched the entrance to her secret garden, he found that she was already flooded.

This girl is really about to get suffocated.

With this thought in mind, he didn't let her wait any longer. He turned over and let her lie on the desk. He looked down at her and aimed his weapon at the entrance. He squeezed open her vertical lips. Without being gentle like he did with other girls, he thrust his waist violently and the whole thick monster was inserted into her!

"W-W-W-!"

Nidalee's round but tight legs suddenly clamped around his waist, and her hands grabbed her shoulders. Her waist arched upward, and her eyes rolled up. Obviously, just this slight movement had made her extremely excited and she reached the first climax of the day.

Then, her body went limp and she collapsed on the table like mud, sweating profusely and panting, and her thighs that were holding his waist also relaxed.

Feeling the sudden flow of heat from her body, Hawthorne was not in a hurry to continue. Knowing that she was still enjoying the afterglow, he kept his entire body immersed, not rushing in and out, but reaching out, gently stroking her hair and face, caressing her.

Heidi was already very familiar with this kind of cooperation, and her tentacles slowed down their movements, even quietly pulling out a part of them so that she would not continue to endure such strong stimulation.

Their patience paid off. Nidalee, whose excitement had passed, slowly came back to her senses, feeling the wonderful sensation of three thick things moving inside her body at the same time. Her interest was soon rekindled, and she clamped her arms around his waist again. Her toned waist began to consciously sway up and down, and her plump breasts also swayed back and forth. She couldn't stop demanding from him!

Seeing that she had recovered, Hawthorne smiled and showed no mercy. He slowly moved his waist back, pulled out the weapon a little, and then pushed hard again, completely inserting it!

"Ugh——!"

Nidalee moaned again, and this time the charge made her garden flow out a lot of juice. She shook her waist enthusiastically, catering to and asking for it, as if Hawthorne would never stop until he turned her into a puddle of mud today!

Hawthorne showed no mercy and began to thrust hard, speeding up. His intensity became more and more intense, and the large-scale and high-speed thrusts brought about large splashes of water from Nidalee's body, which soon soaked the table, the floor, and the chairs, leaving traces of their lovemaking everywhere.

Under this triple attack, she soon reached her second and third peak of the day.

Behind them, Celine, who had not participated in the whole process, quietly used magic to close the window again. In this way, even if someone came to peek, they could only see her own face like looking into a mirror, and would never be able to find anything unusual inside.

Chapter 552: Crazy Consequences

Two hours later, Nidalee, sweating all over, collapsed in Hawthorne's arms, her eyes so warm that they seemed to melt, and her face was filled with incomparable satisfaction.

Hawthorne, who was sitting on the chair and hugging the druid, was still energetic and showed no signs of fatigue.

It’s not that he is too strong physically, but the fact is that the girl looked very crazy just now. She was squeezing him madly as if she didn’t care about her life, as if she would not stop until every last drop of his fluids were drained out.

But being attacked from three directions, her endurance was quickly consumed. After a few minutes, Hawthorne would push her to the peak of pleasure, and then she would take a short rest and repeat the process.

The result is now. She is so weak that she has no strength left. She collapses in his arms and can't even utter a word.

Hawthorne had not consumed much energy at all, and his ammunition depot was still half full, so he was ready for another battle at any time.

However, recalling the madness of the previous two hours and looking at Nidalee's current listless appearance, he couldn't help but sigh.

No, I can't spoil her like this in the future. I have to finish my work first and then consider feeding her.

He thought so, but he did not blame the girl. He just hugged her and waited quietly for her to recover her strength: "Do you want to take a nap first, and then we can talk about the business of this trip later?"

Nidalee's eyes were blurry, and she knew that she had been too indulgent just now. It was unreasonable to delay the serious matter for such a reason, so she forced herself to be energetic, stood up, and said, "No, Master, I can report to you now."

She stood up, her hands still shaking, but she still forced herself to reach for the drawer next to her to get the documents she needed for work: "This time there are mainly two things

I don’t dare to make the decision on my own, so I must ask the master to make the decision.”

Hawthorne nodded. Seeing that she was prepared, he quickly got into work mode: "Tell me, I'll think of a solution for you."

"The first is about the Stonefist tribe." Nidalee stroked her hair and continued, "The Stonefist tribe is an orc tribe, and their attitude is relatively pro-Libelport. Many of them used to work in Rockseeker Town, mainly responsible for providing security services for some people."

"After the destruction of Rockseeker Town, many of them lost their jobs. Now they have come to us, hoping to continue doing security work in this town."

Hawthorne nodded. He actually knew these basic situations. For example, the one he knew, Yagora Stonefist, who was a bodyguard for Davil Starsong, was from this orc tribe.

Then, Nidalee went on to express her concerns again: "I actually like their security team very much, but, after all, Master, you promised the Owlbeast Tribe to leave a place for them."

"There are some grievances between the two tribes, so I'm afraid that they will have conflicts with each other in the future, which will become a safety hazard for our town."

"I am undecided. Can you please take a look at these materials and tell me what we should do to be more appropriate?"

Hawthorne smiled immediately, then reached out and scratched her nose: "Have some confidence in our strength, girl."

Nidalee blinked. "Huh?"

Hawthorne was too lazy to talk, so he narrowed his eyes slightly and continued, "Heidi, you explain it."

Nidalee turned her head and looked at the Deep Sea Witch next to her, showing an expression of humility. Then she heard Heidi say, "Both the battle nuns of the monastery and the spellcasters of the Green Ivy Tribe are powerful fighters. Taken together, our strength is far greater than those of these two tribes."

"The situation now is that they need us, not the other way around. If they can't control their own people and cause us harm, we should immediately find a reason to kick them out."

"They should be the ones to worry about this kind of thing, it's not our turn to worry about it."

Nidalee blinked. "Ah? But they are orcs. They really can..."

As a member of the mountain people, she knew very well what kind of people her neighbors who also lived in the mountains were like, how casual they were, and how few of them could really abide by the rules...

But then, she saw Huo Sang's eyes slightly empty, and he said, "It's hard to say about the Owlbeast Tribe. Uh, basically all the tribes in your Mountain Cleaner Alliance have this problem."

Nidalee looked a little embarrassed and lowered her head in dismay. Hawthorne didn't mean to really discourage her, and continued, "But the Stonefist tribe should have this awareness. Apart from anything else, Nidalee, you are a member of the Mountain Riders, they must know it."

"Your tribe was also involved in the destruction of Rockseeker Town. Logically, they should hate you, but they still came. What does that mean?"

Nidalee looked up. "Uh..."

"Obviously, in the face of the huge benefits that are visible in the future, the Stonefist tribe has wisely put aside the hatred of the past." Hawthorne spread his hands and said, "Although they may bring up the past for other reasons in the future and cause a war, at least now, they are indeed begging us."

"So let them solve these problems. If they can't solve them and insist on causing trouble for us, we can find a reason to get them out. What this plateau lacks the most is soldiers!"

Nidalee looked at him with admiration. When he said that, she suddenly felt a strong sense of security in her heart, as if no matter how much she boasted to others, he would support her from behind and be her strong backing.

This feeling made her body feel a little hot. If her physical strength had not been completely exhausted and she really couldn't continue, she would probably have pulled Hawthorne and had another hard time.

It was a pity that her body was already exhausted and could not support her to have such a passionate love again. So she just looked at him stupidly with a silly smile on her face.

Hawthorne reached out and hooked her little nose again: "Okay, stop grinning, what's the second thing?"

Nidalee came back to her senses and continued, "The second thing is about the Mountain Cleansers Alliance."

Hawthorne raised his eyebrows and then smiled: "Oh? How are those ignorant guys doing now?"

Nidalee sighed. After all, her father and many of her clansmen were there. She couldn't be so hard-hearted as to completely abandon them. So she couldn't laugh out loud like Hawthorne: "They... are almost divided now."

Chapter 553: Name: Anshan Town

Huo Sang's eyes widened. Although he knew that these tribes were all very weak, he did not expect them to be so weak. "What's going on? Tell me about it."

Nidalee went on to explain, "Although there was no cold wave last winter and the major tribes did not suffer large-scale deaths, their supplies were already running low."

"The Mountain Worshipers and Stoneskins are fine. After all, my father is here for the former, and they can survive by eating sacred berries. The latter can choose to hibernate, and as long as they are not attacked, they will be able to survive."