Witch Monastery

However, the scene she saw next made her pupils shrink instantly!

Chapter 609 The Night of the Quadruple Flight (V)

What did Adele see?

The floor of Hawthorne's room was covered with black mist at some point. A dozen dark green, thick tentacles with bumps and huge suction cups emerged from the black mist and wrapped around Willow's naked and plump body!

Adele could see more than ten tentacles in action. Two tentacles were wrapped around her white, delicate and plump feet. The tentacles rubbed against her soles, while the tips teased and played with Willow's plump and round toes that were like pearls.

Four tentacles were wrapped around her thighs and arms, with suction cups seeming to lick and suck on them; two tentacles were held in Willow's palms, and she gently stroked them back and forth and caressed them; the other two were wrapped around her chest, squeezing at the base, as if to squeeze out every last drop of her milk!

"Um……"

Willow's eyes were blurred. She opened her mouth and stuck out her pink little tongue. Then another tentacle came over and tied up her tongue. She was still riding on Hawthorne, imitating the movements of a butterfly, moving back and forth awkwardly, but unfortunately her skills were a bit stiff and could not satisfy Hawthorne's desire at all!

The tentacles that were holding Willow's breasts slowly tightened, and pure white, sweet goat milk oozed out from her erect buds, slowly sliding down her breast flesh. Even from a distance, Adele could almost smell the sweet scent coming from them.

And Hawthorne did not continue to lie down and let Willow do her best, but suddenly stood up and hugged her body from the front: "Heidi, from the back!"

His voice was low, but Adele heard it clearly. Then she saw

, the thickest, strongest, and largest suction-cup tentacle climbed up Willow's buttocks, secreted a little juice as lubrication, aimed at her pink and lonely back door, and drilled in forcefully!

In an instant, Adele's eyes were bloodshot!

No! How can this be! This is such blasphemy!

She was just about to continue casting spells, break in and stop it all, but looking at Heidi lying naked on the bed, chanting spells silently and controlling those tentacles, Adele's throat moved, and many spells were suddenly stuck in her throat, and she could no longer utter them!

She still remembered that night when the deadly blades of the dark elves cut through her clothes and skin, and the deadly poison seeped into her flesh and blood, blocking her nerves and paralyzing her entire arm!

She couldn't even cast a spell, and didn't even dare to spend too much time to cast a more complicated spell: because she couldn't guarantee that while she was concentrating on casting the spell, those dark elves wouldn't suddenly jump out and stab her neck!

It seemed that she could only use low-level spells to make some extremely reluctant resistance, which was almost the same as waiting to die. At that time, fear and despair seized her soul, causing her to almost collapse and cry out in pain.

But at that time, it was these tentacles summoned by Heidi that protected her.

They filled up all the space in the underground passage. Perhaps there were some missing in the sky, but the dark elves could not fly after all; it prevented the assassins holding poisonous daggers from moving freely, buying her enough time and a safe environment so that she could cast a spell to remove the poison from her body!

Surrounded by the tentacles, she escaped the danger of her life and gained an unprecedented sense of security. Now, every time she saw these tentacles and Heidi casting this unknown spell, she couldn't help but feel at ease, so it was difficult for her to really reject it.

She just couldn't accept it for a moment. Heidi was actually using these things to tease her mother!

Adele clenched her fists, veins popping out on the back of her hands, but she gritted her teeth and could not do anything. However, in the room, Willow showed no signs of pain. Even though her tongue was entangled and massaged by the tentacles, she still let out a moan of extreme comfort from her throat: "Oh——!"

The thick tentacles continued to go deeper, and Adele felt that her brain was about to split. She didn't know that these tentacles were not only wet and slippery, but also elastic and could shrink freely; and Willow's plump body was also very flexible, and it was far from reaching the limit of accommodation.

She didn't know all this, she could only observe with her naked eyes that the huge tentacle, which was almost as thick as her calf, had already sunk into Willow's body to a depth of nearly half a meter!

"Woo-"

Willow moaned, sweat dripping down her forehead. Her lower abdomen began to wriggle, as the tentacle that had penetrated her body was wriggling, teasing her body and stimulating her desire.

However, these are just auxiliary techniques. The most important thing is Hawthorne who is holding her from the front!

He held Willow in his arms, got off the bed, stood on the ground, put his hands under her thighs, held her in his arms from the front, and then plunged his weapon into her!

"what--!"

He sighed with extreme enjoyment, lowered his head, and licked the last few drops of milk squeezed out of Willow's chest. Then he directed the suction cups on Heidi's tentacles to suck the buds of her breasts. Only then did he hold Willow's body and launch a final charge -

The crisp collision sound continued to echo in the room, and every time he pulled his body out, a large splash of water would fall to the ground, forming a bright wet mark.

The pleasure that was magnified several times shocked Willow's nerves, causing her to give up the tentacles in her hands and hug Hawthorne's shoulders tightly!

She couldn't stop whimpering like a wounded animal. Her nails couldn't help but pierce into the skin of Huo Sang's back, leaving several shallow bloody marks on it!

This level of pain not only failed to extinguish the burning desire in Hawthorne's body, but instead seemed to add fuel to the fire. His muscular waist and abdomen kept thrusting, and the weapon, which was as thick as Adele's wrist, kept bombarding Willow's body like a machine running at full speed.

The crisp collision sounds sounded like thunder to Adele!

I don't know how long it took, but finally, with Hawthorne suddenly thrusting his waist hard, he pushed the weapon into the deepest part of Willow's body. Willow's legs also wrapped around his waist, hugging him tightly so that he could stick closer.

Then, the burning heat of life flowed into Willow's body one after another, accompanied by the contraction of Hawthorne's body. If no protective measures were taken later, it was obvious that her belly would soon grow as big as Malena's.

After the release, the two bodies gradually separated, and the whipping of Willow was temporarily over. Adele's mind was blank, and she had no interest in watching Hawthorne and others playing with Celine.

She turned away blankly, not knowing how she got back to her room or lay back on her bed.

She didn't know when she fell into a deep sleep. Before she fell asleep, her mind involuntarily recalled the thought that Hanni had implanted in her:

If I were in the room, could I have stopped everything that happened? Let those thick tentacles come to me, and don't bully my poor mother...

Could it be... that what Hanni said was really right?

The next day, early in the morning.

"Adele, wake up."

Adele woke up from her sleep at the familiar call and quickly replied "Got it". Then she got up in a hurry, got dressed, opened the door, and saw her mother Willow standing at the door. She was still wearing the emerald green druid robe. Her face looked crystal clear and rosy, and she looked radiant. It was obvious that she had gotten enough rest and enjoyed sufficient nourishment.

As for the possible weakness she was worried about after suffering the horrible ravages of the tentacles and Hawthorne's double attack last night, there was no sign of it at all.

"Adele, didn't you go to bed early last night? Why did you get up so late today?" Looking at her daughter who seemed a little haggard, Willow frowned slightly, with some dissatisfaction in her tone, "Have you picked up some bad habits?"

Adele lowered her head: "No, Mom, I'm just not used to floating on the lake all the time. It's okay, I can adjust myself, don't worry."

Hearing her say this, Willow's expression gradually softened, and then she said, "Let's go eat. You adjust your state later, and I will adjust the map myself."

She turned and left. Adele subconsciously lowered her head. Through the druid robe, which should have been very thick, she seemed to be able to see the outline of her mother's plump buttocks trembling slightly as she walked.

Last night's revelry had no effect on her health and mental state. Instead, it made her body more sexy and attractive.

Adele sniffed her nose, forced herself to suppress all these chaotic thoughts, raised her feet to follow her mother's pace, and walked forward together.

When she got outside, she saw that Huosang and his group, who had been so busy the previous night and had not gone to bed until late at night, had all gotten up early. They all looked as usual, with rosy faces, without any signs of fatigue. Instead, they looked more refreshed than the other.

Everyone acted as if nothing had happened and continued to do what they were supposed to do. Only Adele felt awkward, and she was trying hard to adapt to this strange daily routine...

Chapter 610 Hanni's Family

Seven days passed in a flash. Even though Hawthorne and the others were not in a hurry and did not sail as hard as they did when they came, on this day, the boat still docked steadily next to the Dark Lake town.

The docking of such a huge gray dwarf cargo ship, coupled with the neat formation of one hundred people in full plate armor, holding huge swords and carrying longbows, caused quite a stir in this already small market town.

However, because the Dark Angels all wore helmets and masks that concealed their identical faces, the sensation was limited to admiration for their armed forces, and no further news was reported.

The news of the arrival of Hawthorne's armed force quickly spread throughout the town, and many forces had to be extremely vigilant. After all, such a force could destroy most of the forces in the town in an instant, so they had to be very careful.

Fortunately, Hawthorne had no interest in destroying them. After all his companions got off the boat with their belongings, he turned his head and looked at the big boat behind him, the disabled beholder Lotun floating beside him, and the gray dwarf captives who seemed to have gained weight in the past half month. He suddenly said loudly: "Thank you all for your hard work in rowing for the past half month. Now, I declare here that you are free!"

"This is a small town, and there are your fellow gray dwarves doing business there. Go find them, and don't do this kind of robbery on the lake anymore. You should work and live honestly!"

As he said this, the eyes of many gray dwarves lit up. They had not expected Hawthorne to fulfill his promise, and had been secretly plotting how to escape - it was just that the food Hawthorne provided was really good, and they had not found a suitable opportunity, so they had not taken any action.

They didn't expect that he would actually keep his promise, which made the gray dwarves immediately grateful. After saying "Thank you for the mercy of the goddess of life" to him, they got off the boat one by one and went to the market first.

After watching them all leave, Hawthorne turned around and looked at the disabled Eye Demon beside him, and said softly: "Lotun, I will give you this boat, how about it?"

Lotun, with narrowed eyes, was still waiting to see how Hawthorne would deal with the ship. Unexpectedly, a huge gift suddenly came to his door, which made him feel shocked: "Ah? Me?"

Hawthorne nodded slightly: "Yes, ah, anyway, I can't take this ship away, and I don't have the power to stay in this dark area for a long time."

"On the contrary, you need it more than I do, so I will give this ship to you. What do you think?"

Lotun's eyestalks swung wildly, showing its excitement at the moment: "Wow... Just this ship is worth 100,000 gold coins! Are you willing to part with it?"

Hawthorne smiled softly: "Of course, oh, this trip was asked by Jarlaxle, so don't ask him for the reward."

As soon as he arrived in the Underdark, the Eye Demon was extremely enthusiastic. Not only did he share his private map with him for free, but he also led the way himself and took him to find Sulfaro.

However, Lotun never mentioned the matter of reward from beginning to end - obviously, this was definitely not because he did good things without expecting anything in return, but because he had a

Someone paid the reward for Hawthorne.

Even though he hadn't been told, he could guess in his heart that this was Jarlaxle's gesture of goodwill and a favor.

But he was unwilling to accept it.

He knew that this dark elf had been in the gray area for a long time, and had dabbled in both good and evil businesses. Moreover, he was very ambitious, and he didn't know what kind of plan he was brewing now.

He didn't want to owe this guy a favor, otherwise if he asked him for help in the future, he wouldn't be able to refuse, and the price he would have to pay might be much higher than today.

As it happened, he also had this large ship that he couldn't take away. He used it to pay Lothun's reward and helped Jarlaxle get a lowest-level knight's medal. Then he wouldn't owe Jarlaxle anything.

Hearing what Hawthorne said, Lotun immediately showed a mischievous smile: "If you do this, Jarlaxle will be very sad."

Hawthorne was noncommittal: "When doing business, we should keep things one way and one way. I don't like to be in debt, so this way, we are even."

Having said this, he then got off the boat and waved goodbye to Lotun: "Goodbye, I hope that when we meet next time, you will have made great achievements, my friend!"

Lotun also raised an eyestalk and waved it to bid him farewell. Hawthorne and his group left without any delay, preparing to return to the surface as soon as possible so that these dark angel girls could see the sun again as soon as possible.

As they passed by the markets of various races, people around them all looked at them sideways. Hanni followed at the end of the team, and also patted herself on the back for running, but she didn't walk fast, but followed slowly, holding Sulfaro's research materials in her hands, staring at them with her eyes wide open, as if her eyeballs were about to pop out.

Next to her, Kasa was eating fried soybeans she had just bought from the roadside, while nagging Hanni, saying things like "it's bad for your eyes", but unfortunately the latter turned a deaf ear to her.

But at this moment, a dark figure suddenly stopped in front of them and said in Elvish: "I remember you, this is Miss Hannie Harlan, right?"

"Your mother, Lady Zora Harlan, arrived here the day before yesterday. She is waiting to see you."

Hearing this, Kasha immediately showed a look of surprise: "Hanni, your mother is here! That's great, you can finally go home!"

However, Hanni did not react much to what the two said: "Oh, I see. Don't worry, let me finish reading this little bit..."

In front, hearing the commotion behind, Hawthorne turned around and looked at Hanni with a faint look.

He discovered that since Hawthorne handed her the research materials on Sulfaro, the dark elf had been reading them almost day and night. If her skin wasn't originally dark and shiny, you would probably see two big dark circles around her eyes.

This made him very sure that this girl really intended to learn something.

But he was not panicking. These materials were basically all Sulfaro's handwritten notes, and the total volume exceeded one thousand volumes. A conservative estimate was that the content exceeded 20 million words, and there were many illustrations. Even if she skimmed through them, how much could she understand in seven days?

So he was not panicked, staring at the girl, and then said softly: "Hanni, give me back the information, you should go home."

Hearing his voice, the dark elf looked up at him pitifully and said, "Can you lend it to me for a few more days? Father, please, I only have a small amount of information left to read."

"After you finish reading it all, I'll send someone to personally take it back to your town, okay?"

Hawthorne maintained a friendly smile while shaking his head firmly: "No, now, give it all back to me."

Hanni pouted and muttered "How stingy", stuffed the last few materials into the dimensional bag, and handed them to him: "Here, they are all here."

Hawthorne took the dimensional bag, checked it in front of her, and nodded to her after confirming that all the information was correct.

At this time, Hanni turned around and looked at the dark elf who came to report the news. She said impatiently, "Where is my mother? Let's go."

Having said this, she was suddenly stunned for a moment, turned her head, and smiled angelically at Hawthorne, saying, "Oh, yes, Father Hawthorne, Miss Kasha, please come over too. You saved me, and I haven't thanked you yet!"

Hawthorne shook his head slightly: "No, we are in a hurry and need to leave as soon as possible."

Hanny rushed over and hugged his arms, rubbing her face against his arms for a while: "Hey, come here, it's not far, it won't take a few minutes. My mother must have prepared a thank-you gift, you can just take it and go when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I won't delay your journey!"

As she begged like this, Hawthorne couldn't find a reason to refuse. He looked down at the dark elf's snow-white hair, his eyes slightly empty, and wanted to see what she was up to, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go over and take a look."

Chapter 611: Madam Zora Harlan

Hanni breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the dark elf to lead the way. Hawthorne asked Heidi to lead the dark angels first, and he took Kasha with him to send her back to find her mother.

As she said, this section of the road was not long. Hawthorne and his companions did not walk long before they saw a middle-aged dark elf wearing tight, studded leather armor with a magical glow. She looked heroic, capable and beautiful. She led twelve

The fully armed dark elf warrior was waiting for him over there.

Compared to the skinny Hanni, her body lines are already well-proportioned. Although there is no comparison with Heidi and Celine's figures, she is probably already an impressive size among elves.

And its toned waist shows the beauty of strength. Even though it is wrapped in leather armor, looking at the curves formed by its waist, abdomen, hips and thighs, one can imagine the wild charm hidden underneath.

Obviously, that was the mistress of the Harlan family, Hanny's mother, Mrs. Zora Harlan.

The moment she saw the woman, Hannie immediately trotted over, threw herself into her mother's arms, and whimpered in Elvish: "Mom, I miss you so much..."

Zora Harlan also hugged Hanny, her expression seemed relieved, but then she narrowed her eyes and stared at Hawthorne warily.

Hawthorne also looked at the people in front of him with a faint gaze, but then Hannie quietly squeezed her mother's palm three times and then drew a circle.

Then, the dark elf matron named Zora Harun in front of them changed her expression, showing an extremely grateful expression to Hawthorne and the others, and then said in fluent common language: "Thank you all for your enthusiastic help. Hanni is an ignorant girl, and I guess she has caused you a lot of trouble along the way!"

"We cannot repay you for saving my life, so we have prepared these gifts as a thank you, please accept them!"

As she said this, she pulled Hanni behind her, then took out a dimensional bag from her waist and handed it to Hawthorne.

Hawthorne narrowed his eyes and laughed inwardly, guessing that it was probably Hannie who reminded his mother. He then showed a polite expression and said with a smile: "No, saving lives is also what we should do, you don't have to be so polite."

Zora Harun said sternly, "Please accept it. Otherwise, the tribes on the surface will continue to think that we dark elves are ungrateful and despicable people. If another member of our tribe is captured in the future, no one will be willing to save us."

She said this righteously, which surprised Hawthorne. He then chuckled and complimented her, "I thought the dark elves living in Menzoberranzan were the typical ones in legends. I didn't expect there was someone as sensible as you. It really opened my eyes."