Witch Monastery

"I am willing to follow Earl Hawthorne. Please give me such a chance!"

Die stared at him for a long time, with a light flickering in her dark eyes. She was thinking and judging whether this kneeling man was sincere or just trying to gain some convenience.

But in the end, she decided not to do something she was not good at, and said to Shapiro: "If you are willing to bear some constraints, then I can apply to Father Hawthorne to send you to him."

"The point is, Shapiro, on the battlefield. Can you be trusted?"

Shapiro stood up, looking at the butterfly in front of him with a firm gaze: "I am willing, as long as you allow me to save my sister!"

Die stared at him for a long time: "Okay, then I'll go ask for you."

……

The next day, early morning.

Hawthorne slowly woke up from his sleep, feeling a strange comfort in his lower body. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Heidi lying on his lower body, using her little mouth to serve his body and wake him up.

It was still early, and Hawthorne was so aroused by Heidi's actions that he could no longer endure it. He stood up, leaned over, put his hand under the witch's nun's uniform, and immediately grabbed the pair of plump but upright snow-capped peaks on her chest.

Her dressing habits were still the same as before, without any change. When she walked around the monastery on weekdays, Hawthorne sometimes worried about her, wondering if the buds on the top of her breasts would be stimulated by the rough fabric of the nun's clothes and would be erect all the time.

However, he was the only one who was worried about her comfort level, after all, no one else knew about her little quirk. When the dignified and holy Sister Heidi walked among the crowd, no one knew that underneath her nun's uniform was actually her naked body.

Only Hawthorne and a few witch sisters knew this secret. Therefore, even though Heidi was wearing a nun's uniform, he couldn't help feeling hot every time he saw her.

He put his hands into her clothes and caressed her body. The obedient Heidi responded to his actions, spit out the weapon in his lower body, and then took the initiative to sit on him.

"Hmm..." Accompanied by an extremely suppressed moan, the two bodies entangled together.

After all, everyone was about to wake up, so Hawthorne didn't deliberately delay for a long time. After quickly releasing himself inside Heidi, he hurriedly got up and washed.

At this moment, his communication stone vibrated with magic. He picked it up and answered it, and the familiar voice of Die rang directly in his mind: "Master, there is something that requires your decision."

She then briefly told him what happened last night, which shocked Hawthorne: He never expected that Shapiro, no matter how you look at it, should be

He is a stubborn person who would rather die than give in!

However, less than a week later, he admitted his mistake and knelt down to beg for mercy?

His first reaction was that there must be some trick here, this guy must be plotting to escape. He was going to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly had another idea, so he swallowed the words back.

He did not rush to reply to Die's message, but first had a conversation with Monbot in his heart: "Monbot, if someone activates the magic circle to contact the fallen angel, can you use the connection of magic power to directly locate the other party's exact location?"

In the space of the contracted weapon, Monport was in high spirits. Just when he wanted to take the opportunity to ask for some benefits, he suddenly remembered that his competitor had not been killed yet, so he had to change his words and said, "Yes! But the premise is that the person must cooperate with us very well, and he must also make sufficient disguises to ensure that he can deceive the other party."

"The opponent's level is very high. An ordinary magician would be exposed. Fortunately, you met me, Master. Haha, this kind of thing can only be controlled by demon lords like us..."

Hawthorne nodded slightly: "Okay, okay, I understand."

This guy is becoming less and less of a worry. He had originally prepared a sentence, "Since you can't do it, I'll go find Mr. Ellanold," but now it seems that this sentence is no longer necessary.

After cutting off the mental connection with Monport, Hawthorne picked up the communication stone again and was about to send a message, but then he changed his mind and reorganized his words, saying, "Die, take this guy Shapiro to meet little Lisa, and let his niece tell him in person what happened that night."

"Then, lock him up with magic shackles and bring him to me in person. You should be able to find out where I am, and then you can ask Celine to pick you up."

"As soon as possible, this matter is related to our next plan."

After sending this message, he let out a long breath. Shapiro's sudden surrender was a variable, which might bring a lot of new troubles, but if he could make good use of it, he could make the next plan go much more smoothly...

Chapter 566 Temporary Return

Here, after Hawthorne and Die exchanged information, everyone in the camp got up, packed up their tents and belongings, and prepared to set off.

Looking at those poor refugees, Willow's eyes were full of worry. She asked Adele to pack up her share, and she walked to Hawthorne and asked softly, "What should we do with these refugees?"

"We can't take them deep into the Underdark, but isn't it dangerous to let them return to Anshan Town on their own? Should we assign someone to take these people back?"

When she said this, she actually had an idea in her mind: that is, to choose one person between her and Adele to take these people back.

After all, a team doesn't really need two druids at the same time. It would be best for the mother and daughter to choose one person to take these refugees back to Anshan Town.

From a selfish point of view, she hoped that it would be Adele who went back. On the one hand, it would keep the girl away from the dangerous place of the Underdark, and on the other hand, it would leave more private space for her and Hawthorne.

Hawthorne shook his head at this.

"Stop for now, let's go back first." He said, "Send these refugees to Anshan Town and make sure they are safe, otherwise I will be worried."

"Also, two more key people will come over later and join our team heading to the Underdark."

Willow's eyes lit up slightly, and she immediately expressed her true thoughts naturally: "That's great, but won't this take up some time?"

Hawthorne pondered for a moment and let out a long breath.

"No," he said. "After all, if we go underground and find ourselves in the dark and have no way to find out, it won't save us much time."

"Let's go back. Believe me, this decision will be more secure."

Willow nodded slightly, then called on others to follow Hawthorne's footsteps and return to Anshan Town.

At the back of the team, the dark elf Hannie Harlan saw that the group had turned around and walked in another direction. She immediately grabbed Kasa and asked in Elvish: "Aren't we going to the new market next to the Dark Lake? Why did you suddenly change direction?"

"This is not the direction to go to the Underdark. The direction is downwards..."

Kasa then explained to her: "The situation has changed. We will go to the surface first and send these people to a safe place, and then go with you to the Dark Lake to find your relatives."

Hanni's expression was immediately visibly panicked: "Ah? We're going to the surface? I've never been there before, this..."

Her red eyes darted around, and from time to time she looked in Hawthorne's direction, with distrust written all over her face.

Kasha saw her worry and asked, "What are you afraid of? You can see that we are all good people, not your people."

Hanni opened her mouth and continued to explain: "Ah, I'm mainly afraid. I heard that the sunlight on the surface world is very strong and may directly blind the eyes of us, the natives of the Underdark. I..."

She lowered her head, her expression still a little scared. Kasha suddenly realized, and then patiently advised: "It's okay, I will use something else to cover your eyes when the time comes.

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"Don't worry. Even after the ancient elven empire split, many dark elves came to the surface. Some even became legendary rangers with great reputations. I'm sure you've heard of their stories..."

As she persuaded, the two elves whispered in Elvish, leaving everyone around them confused.

In front, Hawthorne also noticed the conversation between the two elves. He frowned slightly, then asked Kasa, "What is she talking about?"

"Oh, this is her first time on the surface, and she said she was afraid that the strong light would hurt her eyes." Kasa switched back to the Common language and explained, "I comforted her and told her that she could cover her eyes with something during the day and take it off at night, so that she can quickly adapt to the surface environment."

Hawthorne understood, then frowned slightly, feeling that this guy's worries might be more than that.

The two elves started talking again, but no matter how hard Kassa tried to persuade her, Hanny's expression did not change.

Seeing this, a feeling of impatience suddenly surged in his heart.

Although he couldn't understand what the dark elf was saying, he could see the hesitation on the little guy's face. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Kasha, translate it for her and tell her that if she doesn't want to go back to the surface with us first, she can leave now and return to the Underdark on her own."

"We are followers of the kind goddess of life. We will never enslave others or restrict their freedom like those orcs do."

Behind him, Heidi chuckled and guessed his purpose. Kasha translated these words to Hanni obediently. Sure enough, after listening, the dark elf was horrified, shook his head repeatedly, and said a lot of gibberish.

So Kasa looked at Hawthorne and said, "She said she didn't dare to go back by herself, and she was willing to go to the surface world with us."

Hawthorne raised the corner of his mouth: "That's good, she did it voluntarily, we didn't force her."

……

Nangang District, in the residential area next to the monastery, in front of Malena’s former home.

Shapiro, who finally saw the light of day again, stood here, and Die stood behind him, watching over him and preventing him from doing anything too radical.

He was still wearing the same clothes as before, but his face looked a little pale. At the same time, his hands were somewhat unnaturally behind his back, as if they were handcuffed by something, greatly restricting his movements.

In fact, although there was nothing visible on his wrists, there was indeed a pair of invisible magic shackles handcuffing his hands, which not only hindered his movements, but also hindered the recovery of his magic power.

This is the restriction that Die added for him. The magic shackles can only be cast on the other party with the other party's willingness.

Basically, except for a few barbarians who are resistant to magic, others who are put in such shackles are basically useless. Unless there is external assistance, it is unlikely to be taken off.

Except for the legendary strong ones, each of them has a unique set of spellcasting methods, and it is unlikely to restrict them using such ordinary methods.

Anyway, with this pair of magical handcuffs, Shapiro, who is now considered even less threatening than ordinary people, was led out of the dungeon by Die himself and saw the light of day again.

And now, at the doorstep of Malena's former home, he was waiting for a reunion with another person.

In the distance, two short figures were holding hands and gradually approaching this side. Shapiro recognized both of them, one was Sister Anne who had brought him food before, and the other was his little niece Lisa.

When he saw Lisa's face, his pupils shrank slightly, and his emotions were still agitated. He subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to grab little Lisa's shoulders and ask her what happened that night.

But at this moment, Die glared at him fiercely, which immediately sobered him up and calmed him down. Then he faced the front and forced a smile: "Lisa, do you remember me? I am Shapiro, your uncle."

Seeing Shapiro's face, little Lisa, who was holding Andnie's hand, stopped and hid behind the insect witch, with fear written all over her face.

In fact, because of the awakening of her bloodline and the fact that her diet quality had improved more than a little in the past six months, her height had grown rapidly and now she was not much shorter than Andre.

Of course, this is also because Andrea herself is relatively short, but it is enough to show how fast little Lisa's body has grown in the past six months.

But even so, she still hid behind Andrei, looking at Shapiro, her blood uncle, with fear in her eyes.

She didn't like this man. From the first time she saw him, she felt that he possessed a terrifying aura, as if he was a murderous executioner, an evil beast that would choose its prey and devour anyone, which scared her.

But she still had to face it, her mother even asked her to call him "uncle". She was very reluctant, but seeing her mother's enthusiastic look, she could only be patient and carefully put on a respectful expression.

Realizing her fear, Andre turned around, raised her hand, gently stroked her hair, then turned her head and stared at Shapiro with cold eyes: "You scared her."

Shapiro was at a loss. He could see Lisa's fear, but he didn't know what to do.

What should I do?

Living on the edge of a knife for so many years had made him develop a habit of being ferocious and ferocious. He really didn't know how to get along with children.

But fortunately, besides him, there were two nuns who had a close relationship with little Lisa.

"Shapiro came here mainly because of your mother's disappearance that night." Die said softly, "He is very concerned about the whole incident and has been investigating it. Our words are not as credible as yours, so, Lisa, please tell us about what happened that day."

Little Lisa nodded slightly, facing Shapiro's eager and burning gaze, she slowly said: "That day, I just returned home as usual..."

Chapter 567: Differences in the Surface

Lisa began to slowly recount her experiences of that day, from the debt collectors who suddenly appeared inexplicably, to the giant rats that came to steal things, to the angel woman who suddenly appeared at the end and claimed to be their family's ancestor.

Shapiro listened quietly, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became, and the more desperate he became. Because everything that Little Lisa said was so similar to the characteristics of his ancestors, and many of them were even forces that he had helped his ancestors contact and investigate!

For example, he had encountered those ratmen when he was gathering intelligence in Nangang District, and he even personally found a bard who could control these ratmen through the sound of the flute!

So it was obvious that the only one who could make use of all these powers was his ancestor. Even if he continued to deceive himself, he could no longer find a suitable reason!

My ancestor is truly a despicable person who is two-faced and deceives himself!

On the surface, she promised me that she would keep my sister away from all the disputes, but secretly she kidnapped my sister and continued to deceive and delay me!

Shapiro couldn't help but clench his fists, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, his brows knitted, and his anger was almost on the verge of exploding. This anger turned into a kind of surging momentum, and little Lisa was a little scared again, took a half step back, and hid behind Andre.

Die frowned immediately: "Calm down, Shapiro, you scared her!"

Shapiro took a few deep breaths and suppressed his anger. He said, "I'm sorry, but this situation is something I didn't expect before... I was deceived. This won't happen again!"

Diexin said, "Even so, I won't completely trust you." But her expression remained unchanged, and she continued, "Andreni, take little Lisa back."

Andrei then took the little girl back to the monastery. After the two of them were far away, Die looked at Shapiro beside her again: "Do you have anything else to prepare? If not, we can set off now."

"Lord Hawthorne asked us to go to Anshan Town to find him. Next, we will go to the Underdark together to find your ancestors."

Shapiro took a deep breath.

"I don't have anything to prepare. I carry everything I need with me at all times." He said, "As long as you can help me unlock these shackles in time, I will be able to burst out with all my fighting power at any time."

Die smiled softly: "I will make my own judgment when the time comes, so follow me."

"It's been a tough journey, I hope you can bear the hardship, Shapiro."

……

In the mountains, Hawthorne and his group of more than a dozen people returned to Anshan Town in a mighty manner, bringing with them the beekeepers they had rescued.

At the gate of Anshan Town, two strong orcs wearing chain mail shirts and holding halberds leaned on their weapons and watched them enter coldly.

They are the orc guards of the Stonefist tribe. After Hawthorne negotiated with their leader, they acted very efficiently. Now they have received weapons and started to take up their posts.

They maintained their working habits in the former Rockhound Town and did not deliberately obstruct those who entered and left Anshan Town normally.

The orcs stationed here to maintain law and order also knew him and were a little surprised that he came back with so many people.

But they were also tactful. They lowered their heads, bowed and greeted Hawthorne and his group back to the town, which made the survivors of the beekeeper tribe a little flattered.

At the back of the team, the dark elf Hannie Harlan wore a pitch-black eye patch to ensure that her eyes would not be stung by the slightest bit of sunlight.

She held Kassa's hand and followed carefully at the end of the team, fearing that something would trip her.

However, listening to the sudden clamor of compliments coming from outside, she couldn't help but feel itchy and lifted the blindfold a little.

The strong light reflected into her pupils, and she couldn't help but feel a stinging pain in her eyes, and then tears flowed out. She hurriedly blinked twice to squeeze out the tears, and then she barely recovered her vision.