Witch Monastery

Hawthorne held her, but he also glanced at the wall from the corner of his eyes, estimating the time. When the tenderness was almost over, he kissed her gently on the cheek again: "Get up, dear, it's getting late."

Kasa responded softly and was about to straighten up when suddenly her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

Then she looked at Hawthorne with pitiful eyes, indicating that she might not be able to get up for a while.

Hawthorne's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed. Indeed, last night, he felt that Kassa should have adapted to his size and whipping. In addition, Anno went to bed early tonight, so he vented all his desires on Kassa.

Then they accidentally went a little too far and Kassa almost cried in his arms. Hawthorne finally realized it and ended it, hugging her and falling asleep together.

The aftermath of this is that now this girl may not even be able to get out of bed.

Under normal circumstances, this girl would probably have to lie in bed for a whole day before she could barely recover.

Fortunately, this is a magical world, and some minor pains can be solved with magic.

Hawthorne then reached out and touched her lower body. Kasha's face became more and more rosy, and she could feel his big hand covering her sensitive area again.

And then, with Hawthorne

As she chanted the spell, a warm white light came on, and she felt a warmth in the painful part of her lower body. The pain gradually subsided, and the tear healed again. In the blink of an eye, she had fully recovered.

However, Hawthorne's hand did not leave in a hurry. His middle finger covered the most sensitive part of her lower body, gently circling it, teasing and kneading it.

When he felt the girl's lower body gradually getting wet, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and her eyes becoming a little blurry, clearly beginning to become aroused, he suddenly withdrew his hand, smiled evilly, and lifted the quilt, saying, "Let's go, get up!"

Kasha immediately realized that he was deliberately teasing her, and she was so angry that she stretched out her little fist and hit him lightly on the chest.

But she did not delay in bed for too long. She got up and went to the drawer of the bedside table. She took out her bra and panties one by one. Without avoiding Hawthorne's eyes, she put them on in front of him, covering the most eye-catching parts of her body, and then began to change into her regular clothes.

Hawthorne also got up and went back to his room. As he expected, An Nuo had not woken up yet.

He then went to the bathroom to wash up, deliberately making some noises. After a while, he saw An Nuo in pajamas, rubbing his eyes and walking into the bathroom. He asked lazily, "What time is it?"

Hawthorne reported the time, and An Nuo yawned and muttered, "So early, why did you wake up so early today?"

Hawthorne shrugged: "Maybe it's because I didn't use up much energy yesterday."

An Nuo immediately perked up, knowing what he was hinting at. She blushed and gently patted his shoulder: "Then is it my fault? Last night, I didn't... No, you..."

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and she blushed and started pinching him. Hawthorne smiled and dodged, and they were all very happy.

Afterwards, An Nuo, who had already woken up, washed up, and the two went outside to have breakfast together. But it was called breakfast, but in fact it was just some elven dry food, with a small portion of fruit that had been preserved with magic, and nothing else.

After simply satisfying her stomach, the girl said she wanted to take a nap and went back to her room.

Hawthorne went downstairs alone, preparing to go to the study on the ship to see if he could find anything good in the elves' collection of books.

However, just as he was walking in the empty corridor, a figure suddenly blocked the path ahead of him.

It's Kasa's mother, Anastasia.

Although she looks almost the same as Kassadin, compared to Kassadin's still slightly youthful temperament, she has a more mature and steady charm. The smile on her lips seems to always make her look even more charming.

Not only that, the few times Hawthorne saw her before, this elf was wearing thick half-body plate armor, which covered her tightly and almost no lines could be seen.

But at this moment, she was wearing a purple nightgown. The delicate fabric wrapped around her body, revealing the magnificent size of her chest and the outline of her plump hips. Her collar was particularly low, and the white ravine appeared even whiter and deeper against the purple fabric.

Hawthorne's physical attributes had been improved yesterday, and now he suddenly saw such a deep ravine. His eyes immediately shrank in the center, as if he was sucked by some huge gravitational force and couldn't move away.

He felt the restless fire in his body stirring again, and it took him a lot of effort to barely control it. He took a deep breath, forced himself to look away from Anastasia's chest, looked into her gentle eyes with a smile, and said with a forced calmness, "Auntie, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Seeing his reaction just now, Anastasia's smile became even more intense. She walked over to Hawthorne with her plump legs, held his hand, and said with a smile, "Do you still want to call me aunt? So polite?"

Hawthorne suddenly looked a little embarrassed. Her words had obviously revealed what happened between him and Kasa last night.

Although he could guess that he was able to succeed last night because he had her tacit consent, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed when Anastasia pointed it out directly.

After all, this is the other person’s biological mother, and she knows very well that she already has An Nuo... cough!

He was a little at a loss, but Anastasia held his hand and kept looking at him as if she was admiring some work of art that satisfied her.

"Be nice to Kassa." She stretched out her finger, put it to her mouth, and made an admonishing expression, "Make her happy, make her happy, at least for the next hundred years."

"Otherwise, as a mother, I can't rest assured about her."

After saying this, she let go of her hand and turned to leave. Hawthorne looked at her back, took a deep breath, nodded seriously, and said, "Don't worry, I will let her live a happy life."

Chapter 723 The storm is rising

Liber Harbor, Mithril Palace, the public residence of the city lord.

Leila Silverhand, wearing gorgeous pink silk pajamas, was sitting at the dining table, enjoying her fruit salad this morning while reading today's latest newspaper.

However, the more she looked, the more solemn her expression became, and her beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, not relaxing for a long time.

She originally thought that the disaster in Borneo was just

It was a very ordinary disaster caused by the awakening of the ancient undead. Although the affected area was huge, it was not impossible to eliminate it with the power of the people of this era.

However, who knew that Ocas was behind this!

This is a powerful demon lord who is on par with true gods. The degree of destruction that he can cause with his own magic power alone is comparable to that of an Old One like Shude Mel!

However, the most troublesome thing is that this guy is intelligent. He knows how to open a portal to the bottomless abyss, attracting endless powerful demons. He can also transform the corpses of creatures in the material world into powerful undead creatures!

This guy should be the most powerful enemy that the entire material world must be extremely wary of!

This is not something that those children who are not even a hundred years old can handle. On the material world side, there must also be a strong fighter who can rival the level of a true god!

However, who could this person be?

Leila Silverhand looked at the newspaper in her hand with a frown on her face. She really wanted to go there in person. As a child of the true God in the material world, she had a heavier sense of responsibility than anyone else.

However, no one knows better than herself how badly her strength has declined due to her mother's passing.

If I could obtain my mother's black staff...

But the Black Staff is now in the hands of that insecure child, Vajra. Her duty is to protect this city, and if I forcibly take her magic weapon...

She turned her head and looked out the window with a melancholy brow. A few thousand meters away, she looked in the direction of the Black Rod Tower...

Borneo, Port of Navasa.

After drifting on the sea for a few days, the moon elves' moon ship slowly landed here. Although the elves can use magic to solve most of their life problems, they are also intelligent beings in the material world after all, not gods, so they also need supplies and various material support.

Of course, Hawthorne and others also need to be sent back to land.

Not only was there a fierce battle going on in Gendra Harbor, but the biggest threat, Ocus, had appeared there, so it was not safe. So they sailed all the way to Navashe Harbor, where they resupply in the rear area, which was theoretically absolutely safe.

As the two months passed, the port of Washe had been rebuilt. After all, the undead creatures had not actually conquered this place, and the buildings here were originally very simple, so it was not difficult to rebuild. At least the port here could be put into use again a long time ago.

After the former largest foreign trade port, Gendra Port, was occupied by the undead creatures, this place gradually replaced the former and became the largest foreign trade port in Borneo.

This place had only been rebuilt a few days ago, but there was already a constant stream of ships coming and going. Huge amounts of goods were loaded onto those huge ships and then transported to the other side of the distant ocean.

The place gradually regained its vitality, and everywhere seemed very busy. When the moon elves' moon ship approached here, the staff responsible for managing the port were shocked. It seemed that they had not received any notice before, so they did not have any plan for this situation.

But fortunately, even though the internal organization of Poro was still poor, these people at least knew the Moon Elves and Hawthorne, and knew that they were their staunch allies. Therefore, after some complicated negotiations, they docked smoothly, and then Hawthorne and others got off the ship and returned to the military camp here, waiting for further arrangements.

Although the death knight was dead, the disaster of the undead was not over after all. They had only defeated an agent and had just uncovered the biggest culprit behind the scenes.

In the future, there will be longer and more difficult battles waiting for them.

After the moon elves finished replenishing their supplies, they returned to the sea again, hiding in the sea fog. But this time, Kassa stayed and moved into the camp with them, and acted together.

The girl explained that she thought she could learn more from Hawthorne. Anastasia also expressed her support, so Annuo did not doubt it and gladly accepted the arrangement.

They had been idle here for only a few days, and finally, the elephants began to remember them.

One day, Huo Sang was reading in his room, when he heard the voice of a soldier from the Kingdom of Boro outside: "Count Huo Sang, General Wang Du is here, and he hopes to see you."

Suddenly, his expression changed: "Wang Du?"

He frowned slightly, and then guessed the purpose of his visit to him.

He should have come to apologize to me.

To be precise, he should come to apologize to all the international supporters who came to help Borneo, represented by himself.

On that day, during the battle to attack Gendra Port, Anastasia should have sent messages for help to multiple forces at the same time, so everyone knew about this and it was impossible for the news to be blocked.

However, in order to regain their port, the elephants chose not to help and just occupy the territory first.

This kind of behavior will undoubtedly chill the hearts of international supporters. They have to consider whether they will be sold out by these elephant people when they come to help them with great enthusiasm and face the critical moment of life and death.

This suspicion is extremely fatal. The most important thing is that it is very likely to make the country of Borneo immediately isolated and helpless, and hated by all major international forces.

, and finally isolated.

Therefore, Wang Du must come here today to appease this group of people and not let this bad reputation spread.

Having a rough guess about Wang Du's purpose, Huo Sang took a deep breath, nodded, and said to the outside: "I have time, let him come over."

As he said this, he waited in the room. Soon, the familiar tall figure of the elephant man appeared in the distance, and Wang Du, one of the main commanders of this war, had appeared at his door.

He was not wearing the heavy plate armor today, but only a simple white robe. His face was full of regret, and as soon as he saw Hawthorne, he said, "I'm very sorry, we didn't have the strength to help you support the moon elves that day."

As he spoke, his long nose softened and he exhaled, as if he was relieved, and continued: "Fortunately, Earl Hawthorne's power is far beyond our imagination. You can even command a silver dragon to fight for you."

"In the end, everyone is safe and sound. Congratulations! All the credit for this should go to you! The country of Pura will always remember your heroic deeds that day!"

While apologizing and expressing his sincerity, he also praised Hawthorne madly, hoping to cheer him up in this way and make him forgive his selfish behavior of not helping others in need.

Chapter 724: The First Step of Counter-espionage

Hawthorne watched the elephant man's actions with a faint look in his eyes. Even though he could understand that these guys still put the interests of their country first, he still couldn't stop feeling disappointed when he thought about the decision they made at that time.

That's right, it's also my fault. I knew that these people were actually quite short-sighted and would most likely be of this character, but I still had unrealistic expectations of this elephant man named Wang Du because of the good impression he left on me before.

As he thought this, he extinguished the last bit of sympathy he had for these people and began to think about what he should do next from a colder perspective.

But even so, the superficial efforts still had to be made. He then forced a very reluctant smile and said to Wang Du: "No, I can understand your difficulties. The situation at that time really did not allow you to withdraw more troops for support."

"The outcome of the frontal battlefield affects the lives of countless soldiers. If you really separated a main force to support the moon elves at that time, you would be sacrificing the greater for the lesser."

As he said this, his acting skills were quite good and it looked natural and smooth, so the Elephant Man in front of him breathed a sigh of relief: "It's great that you think so, Earl Hawthorne!"

Hawthorne smiled softly, looked at the elephant man, and suddenly said: "Actually, I admire you very much, Wang Du."

The elephant man was visibly startled, and then Hawthorne continued, "In the past few months, you have been racking your brains for war matters. The long-distance transportation of supplies, the three armies advancing in unison, the occupation of various strategic locations, the blockade of the undead creatures' range of activities, and the final decisive battle, all of this was arranged by you."

"I have commanded some small-scale battles, but that level was beyond my ability. I can hardly imagine how much pressure it would bring to myself to arrange tens of thousands of people to carry out activities and battles for more than a month."

He said this with every word being true and his expression sincere: "You have done enough and well. Your efforts are the foundation of our success this time. To be honest, I really don't blame you. After all, a person's brainpower is limited. No one expected that those undead creatures would suddenly do that, catching all of us off guard."

He said it based on facts, so it seemed more sincere. Wang Du couldn't help but feel touched. When everyone was praising Sharma and praising his contribution to the use of the holy elephant, Hawthorne was the first to recognize his contribution.

His heart was filled with emotion, but he still managed to force a smile and said modestly: "No, this is the result of everyone's collective wisdom..."

He said this, and then he and Hawthorne praised each other for a few more words. Finally, he said that there would be a grand celebration banquet later, and all the international supporters who participated in the battle would be invited, and he must not miss it.

Hawthorne naturally smiled and nodded, saying yes repeatedly. However, there was a gleam in his eyes, and only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

……

Underdark, the city of Menzoberranzan, Noble Rise, the Council Hall.

Seven of the eight ruling families had already arrived and were seated around the round table carved with spider patterns, talking in whispers.

Only the matriarch of the last family at the head, the Baenre family, Kunsher Baenre, the most powerful spellcaster among the dark elves today, has not yet come to her position.

Although she was the one who initiated this meeting, she was always late. She liked to enjoy the power in her hands in this way, wasting the time of other mistresses and enjoying their helpless waiting.

But she can be late, but others cannot. If others do not arrive early, Kunsher Banrui will deliberately set up barriers at the entrance to hinder latecomers, and then enter the venue early and win over the enemy families of the latecomers to attack the latecomers together.

She is used to disgusting all her competitors in this way.

The matrons of these families were helpless about this, but before changing this order, they had to hold their noses and bear it.

Fortunately, the elves had long lifespans and plenty of time. This delay, apart from making the mistresses angry, did not cause any substantial loss.

The clock passed a few more times, and the meeting time had exceeded by nearly half an hour. Just when the mistresses were about to explode, a hearty laugh suddenly came from outside: "Everyone, you all came so early?"

Then, a strong smell of perfume came in, and it was Kunshel Banrei who arrived.

The matrons in the conference hall all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling liberated. They all turned their heads and looked outside, and saw a tall and plump figure striding into the conference room.

Different from the dark purple skin of several other matrons present, Kunshel Banrui's skin color was more brown, as delicate and shiny as the finest chocolate.

The elves were short, but she was over 1.7 meters tall, standing out among the other matrons. She held her head high, her tall and plump breasts were only covered by a lavender magic robe, which trembled slightly as she walked forward, and the outline of the edge was clearly visible.

The lower part of the robe was split in the middle, so her graceful legs were faintly visible as she walked. Her lower body was wearing purple fishnet stockings woven from the finest spider silk, but they only covered her thighs, leaving an absolute area exposed on the upper part, making her look even sexier.

If you are not careful with this outfit, you will be at risk of exposing yourself. However, Kunsher Banri did not mind at all. She stepped on her high heels, ignored the resentful expressions of the mistresses, walked to the first seat, sat down, and crossed her legs, not minding the endless spring light between her legs.

Her body leaned back on the backrest, making her towering breasts more prominent.

Her red eyes swept across the crowd, taking in everyone's expressions. After confirming that their reactions were pretty much what she expected, she sneered in her heart and continued, "Everyone, I called you here this time because of the Spider Queen's oracle that needs to be conveyed."