Witch Monastery

He maintained this even speed, and continued to move in and out of her muddy flower path. As expected, soon, Zora's smooth and slender legs climbed up his waist, and her firm chest and flat belly were all pressed against his body, as if she wanted to rub her body completely into his body, and she kept roaring: "Oh-oh-oh!"

Hawthorne was still thrusting in and out evenly, and could feel her body tensing, trembling, shaking, and twitching again. The tremendous pressure came from all directions, pressing on the nerves of his weapon, as if to drain it completely.

He endured it with willpower, not releasing it at this moment. But it didn't take too long, a few seconds later, the woman's body softened, and then her eyes were lifeless, like a dead fish, lying on the roof with her belly facing up, motionless.

She has gone there again.

Hawthorne stopped, but kept the huge hard object still inside her, filling her body. He hugged Zora's body, waiting for her to recover her strength, and one hand climbed up her breasts again, kneading and teasing her gently.

The dark elf panted for a while, gradually regaining her strength. She slowly moved her body and adjusted her posture, then her pretty eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and she uttered a few soft moans through her nasal voice.

Her movements stimulated the muscles in her lower body. She twisted her body slightly, and the stimulation made her gasp.

"Oh my God."

She leaned on Hawthorne's chest. "I never thought that tonight would turn out like this. I've already... I... and you seem far from satisfied. You haven't even released once."

She raised her head in shock, looking up at his face: "Is this a difference between races? Or have you secretly used magic to strengthen yourself?"

Hawthorne couldn't help but smirk in his heart, in fact, his willpower was not that strong, it was just that Zora came too quickly, and every time after she orgasmed, he had enough time to adjust his state, so he let her orgasm four times in a row without releasing it.

If it were girls like Celine or Ann Nuo, who knew his sensitive spots and had extensive experience in dealing with him, he would have released his orgasm at least twice by now.

"How could that be? I'm not the type to cheat with magic in this kind of thing." He lowered his head and gently kissed Zora's forehead. "Have you rested well? Shall we continue?"

"Well." Zora passed her arms under Hawthorne's armpits, hugged his upper body, and put her cheek on his broad chest. "Let's continue."

Hawthorne then pressed her down again, thrusting his hips against her delicate garden. The crisp collision sound, accompanied by Zora's charming moan, once again rang out on the moonlit roof, and spread far and wide in the silent monastery along with the night wind...

The next day, early morning.

When the first ray of sunlight rose from the east, Huo Sang slowly opened his eyes on the roof. Since he had the blessing of the silver dragon, he was no longer afraid of the cold. Even if he slept with Zhuola on the roof for a night, it would be no problem.

When he regained consciousness, he found that there was no one beside him. Zora had left, like a dream, leaving nothing behind except the mess on the roof.

She had already left before Hawthorne woke up. And after they parted tonight, perhaps within a hundred years, the two would never have the chance to meet again.

Stifling the reluctance and regret in his heart, Hawthorne sighed, then stood up, tidied his clothes, and did not plan to return to the room, but to go directly to the bathroom to take a shower as a morning wash and to wash off the remaining scent of Zora's perfume on his body.

He still has a lot of work to do here and will be returning to Port Liber soon. He has to arrange the work, development plans, etc. here in detail!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The Harlan family is ready to set off and return to Menzoberranzan. Now all the members have gathered in a cave outside the city, which has a secret passage leading to the Underdark.

Behind each member is a blindfolded petrified lizard. These lizards are the size of Komodo dragons, but have eight legs and barbs on their backs. They are the natives of the Underdark and are also the monsters that the dark elves like to tame.

On weekdays, they can help carry some things. At critical moments, they can also assist in combat - of course, except for assassination missions, these guys are relatively bulky and cannot perform agile stealth missions.

"Okay, have you all checked your things?"

At the front of the team, Hanni opened her eyes wide and scanned every petrified lizard and the bags on their backs. After all, the dimensional bag was a magical item and valuable, so not all goods were worth using it to carry.

"I have checked it and confirmed it is correct."

An elite male dark elf warrior in front of them answered. Hannie nodded with satisfaction and was about to say go, but suddenly frowned slightly, then stood on tiptoe and looked at the back of the team: "Mom?"

At the back, Zora leaned against a petrified lizard, as if she couldn't stand on her own. Her tight and slender legs seemed a little weak at the moment, and for some reason, it seemed as if she had lost control and had no strength at all.

However, she did not look like she was injured. On the contrary, her face was flushed, her eyes were blurry, as if covered by a layer of mist, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she couldn't help but smile, as if she had encountered some happy event, so she was half drunk and half awake after drinking.

Is mother drunk?

No, she doesn’t have the habit of drinking, right?

Hanni was very confused and couldn't figure out her current state. Later, Zora heard her daughter calling her. She shook her head slightly and said, "It's okay, Hanni, don't worry about me, let's go."

As she said this, her body shook again, as if she was recalling something, or as if she was thinking of something happy, and the smile on her lips became more and more intense.

Hanni wanted to ask something else, but then, a strong smell of powder drifted by, and the graceful figure of Bieler walked up to Zora: "Hanni, you take charge of the command, and I will take care of mother."

So Hannie said no more. Although she and her eldest sister did not get along well, they both had similar feelings towards their mother.

She then turned around and gave an order: "Let's go, let's go to the target petrified lizard's nest! Remember, just kill the adult petrified lizards. I need the eggs of these monsters to conduct some experiments..."

Since the way of winning over Hawthorne was not feasible, she had to consider self-strengthening. Fortunately, she had some information that she had obtained thanks to Hawthorne. If she used it well, she should be able to cultivate a large number of powerful fighting forces.

And behind, Bile

She quietly took Zhuola's arm and looked at her mother in surprise. She was very familiar with this state. Only after she got supreme satisfaction from the love between a man and a woman would she be in this state of being in the clouds, half drunk and half awake, with endless aftertaste.

She had experienced such a situation, but this was usually only achieved after she had been fucked by three or four sturdy orcs, half-orcs, tauren, or other large, energetic, and highly skilled male slaves for a whole night - this kind of service existed in the city of Menzoberranzan, and the price was very high.

But now it seems that my mother is...

Hiss, Hawthorne is just an ordinary human being, it shouldn't be possible for him to do it by himself.

Bileel speculated based on her own experience, then lowered her voice, leaned close to Zora's ear, and asked in a low voice: "How many people were there last night?"

Zora was still half asleep and half awake, her brain barely able to think, and she had completely forgotten that her original intention was to conceal her one-night stand with Hawthorne.

She recalled the happiness of last night, revealed a shy and silly smile, lowered her head, and retorted: "It's just the two of us, what are you thinking..."

Hawthorne himself?

Bileel was stunned, then a light bulb went off in her head, and then she suddenly realized.

Oh, I see, he is a high-level spellcaster!

I heard that high-level spellcasters can use Mage's Hand, Bear's Fortitude, Bull's Strength, Cat's Grace, Giant Transformation, Grease...

tsk...

For a moment, Birelle looked at her mother with some envy, then stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

I am far more attractive to men than my mother, and my skills in seducing men are far different from Hanny's. In the future, if there is a chance, I will also take down that priest and make him serve me well!

Chapter 795 Return

Seven days later, at the dock of Gendra Port.

As time went by, the port was rapidly recovering its prosperity. Large and small freight and passenger ships came and went, transporting a large number of passengers and cargo boxes here.

After all, the geographical location is here, and Nawashe Port will never replace the advantages of Kendra Port in this regard. In time, this port will still be the largest port city in Borneo.

The dock was crowded with people. Those coming and going were not just passengers doing business, but also sailors, mercenaries, guards, trackers, porters, and others who lived here, carrying a lot of goods.

Under the current system in Borneo, these people still need to work hard to barely earn a stable life.

But at least, such a hard life can provide basic security, which is at least better than being displaced and becoming a ghost.

And today, at the dock, a special large ship attracted everyone's attention.

It was a large ship that was blue overall. The bow was carved into the shape of a blue dragon's head, with a huge horn pointing angrily forward. It looked majestic and powerful. There were two rows of huge and powerful cannons on both sides of the hull, demonstrating its powerful firepower. You must not mistake it for a showpiece just because of its gorgeous appearance.

At this moment, two rows of tall and mighty soldiers stood on both sides of the ship. Each of them was over two meters tall, with a strong physique, wearing gorgeous fine steel plate armor with blue dragon patterns, and holding nearly three-meter-long halberds, which shone brightly under the sunlight, dazzling people.

In addition to these guards, there are also many beautiful maids wearing sexy bunny girl costumes on the ship. They are not shy at all, boldly showing their beautiful figures to the outside world, holding flowers and flower clusters in their hands, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests with brilliant smiles.

Behind them, there was a group of reporters with cameras and equipment, ready to ask countless questions, waiting to answer them all at once.

This was, of course, Rahman's favorite boat. Their purpose on this trip was to take Hawthorne home.

At the far end of the pier, Hawthorne, who had just walked out of the monastery with a group of people, saw Rahman's exaggerated ship and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There was nothing he could do. Dragons all liked to be vain and high-profile. Rahman just liked him to be in the limelight like this, and there was nothing he could do.

At the same time, he also noticed the reporters waiting on the boat, and immediately realized that once he got on the boat, he would not be able to refuse and would have to cooperate with them in an exclusive interview.

During the past six months in Boro, he has always been a recluse and refused all individual interviews with reporters. On the one hand, he is really busy and has no time to deal with all kinds of weird innuendos from these guys, and on the other hand, he wants to leave this opportunity to the media under the Blue Dragon Consortium.

After all, he is now a celebrity, and his exclusive interview is extremely valuable. At the same time, he is a partner of Blue Dragon, so this opportunity must be given priority to Rahman.

Everyone walked forward together, holding onto Huo Sang's arm, and Annuo also caught a glimpse of the scene on the boat ahead. Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes slightly, then leaned close to Huo Sang's ear, smiled evilly and said, "You'll be busy when we get on the boat later."

Hawthorne rolled his eyes: "I know... Well, it's not a big problem, just deal with it casually."

He shook his head and didn't take it seriously. The group walked to the dock, and then Hawthorne turned around and looked at the nun in milky white behind him.

The girl said: "Thank you for your hard work. From now on, you will have to rely on yourself to support this place, Celine."

Behind him, Xilin smiled and nodded slightly: "I know, don't worry, Father, I will keep this place in good order."

Hawthorne also nodded slightly, looking at her beautiful face, thinking that Celine had always been by his side for such a long time and had never been absent.

A strong feeling of reluctance surged in his heart, and he then opened his arms and hugged her in front of An Nuo next to him: "Take care of yourself, it doesn't matter how this place develops, you must take good care of yourself."

Celine was startled, but then a strong sense of satisfaction came over her. She then stretched out her arms, hugged Hawthorne's body, and was gentle with him, and then said softly: "Well, I know, I will take good care of myself and the sisters here."

As she spoke, she glanced at An Nuo next to her and found that the girl looked normal and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Celine breathed a sigh of relief and thought that fortunately, this paladin girl's mind was still pure. She did not suspect that Hawthorne and other nuns in the monastery had a relationship that went beyond what was expected between fellow believers because of Ekta's matter.

So much the better.

As she thought this, she gently patted Hawthorne's back to calm his reluctance.

After enough hugs, Hawthorne finally let go and said, "I will ask Cuibisi to come here as soon as possible to help you build this place. This shouldn't take too long. I have contacted Bernard before. The ship I ordered has been built almost completely and should be delivered soon."

"We will have to stop by here to resupply when we go to the Black Earth Continent. When the time comes, Cuibisi will come to assist you."

The promise to send Fatima home was delayed for more than half a year, and so many things happened in the meantime. He had been using her power, but the promise was nowhere in sight.

Every time he thought of this, he felt a little embarrassed, and Fatima kept urging him. So this time, after he went back and dealt with the matter in Liber Port, he should send Fatima home as soon as possible.

Although he really wanted to persuade this woman to give up the idea of ​​burying herself and find a way to live well in this world, he couldn't find a suitable reason after all, so there was no good solution for the time being.

Xilin smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry, Father. I'll just follow your arrangement."

Hawthorne nodded, and at this moment, a ladder was lowered from the large ship behind, and a tall blue dragonborn wearing plate armor but no helmet slowly walked over, surrounded by several soldiers. He was none other than the captain of the ship, Panjed.

The blue dragonborn slowly walked up to Hawthorne, looking at him with a pair of yellow vertical pupils, and his words were full of admiration and excitement that could not be concealed: "Father Hawthorne, we meet again."

Huo Sang nodded slightly to him and said with a smile: "I'll have to trouble you to take care of me on this return trip."

Pan Jiede laughed and said some polite words, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed and joyful.

Behind him, reporters from the ship came forward. Some carried huge photo stones and began to take pictures. Some began to describe the scene with pen and paper. Some could not wait to step forward and began to ask questions: "Father Hawthorne, may I ask you..."

Huo Sang waved his hand slightly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not too late to ask when you get on the ship. I will answer all the questions in your mind one by one."

As he spoke, he looked up toward the sea in the east. It seemed that he could already see the magnificent scenery of Liber Port from a great distance.

He knew that these reporters were just appetizers, and after getting off the boat in Sihanoukville, there would be countless more interviews waiting for him.

Oh, what hard work!

Chapter 796 Meeting Heidi

Inside the monastery, in the study.

Heidi, wearing a black nun's robe, sat here alone, frowning, looking at the account book in front of her, carefully calculating and checking the expenses and income of the monastery.

Even when Hawthorne was here, she was in charge of the monastery's financial power and was the undisputed housekeeper of the monastery. But now, when Hawthorne was not here, she was the only owner of the monastery.

She was calculating here, but at this moment, a small mosquito landed on her ear, and then Andrea's voice sounded: "Heidi, the master is back, he just got off at the gate of the monastery."

Hearing this, Heidi raised her head suddenly, her eyes lit up. A huge surprise came over her, and she could no longer care about the trivial work at hand, so she turned around and walked out of the study.

When she pushed open the door of the study and walked into the courtyard of the monastery outside, she saw Hawthorne pushing open the door of the monastery almost at the same time, followed by Ekta and Kasa.

At the door, seeing Heidi rushing out, Hawthorne's mouth curled up in a happy arc: "Dear, I'm back."

He turned around and closed the door. Next to him, Kasha also waved and said with a smile: "Heidi, did you miss us?"

In front, Heidi could no longer hold back her excitement. She didn't even have time to respond to Kasha's call, she took a step forward and threw herself into his arms: "Master——"

She called out to him emotionally, her voice was so excited that she could hardly control herself. Hawthorne only felt two lumps of surprisingly elastic, full and soft things pressing down on his chest. He hugged Heidi with his backhand and patted her back gently: "Well, sorry for the wait, dear, I'm back."

On the side, Kasha looked at the two of them in surprise, but then, next to him, Ekta quietly pulled

He pulled her sleeve, then walked quietly to the side, leaving this place, leaving time and space for the two of them.

Heidi raised her head and closed her eyes, her expression seemed to be asking for a kiss. Hawthorne naturally understood what she meant, the two of them were too familiar with each other, so he decisively lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

During the past six months away, Hawthorne grew a few centimeters taller. Heidi, who was only about 1.6 meters tall, had to stand on tiptoe to kiss him.

The deep-sea witch took the initiative to stick out her tongue, explore it into his mouth, and entangle her lips and teeth with his. She felt that every inch of the touch made her feel extremely satisfied.

Hawthorne also kissed her and responded to her request. Witches always feel empty in their hearts, and they can only be satisfied when they are with him, so it is conceivable that after not seeing him for half a year, she must have been starving and urgently needed his love to fill herself.

But, after all, they were in the yard, outside, and could be easily seen. Heidi also knew this problem, so after a long kiss, she slowly let go of him, then grabbed his wrist and walked towards the bedroom.

Hawthorne did not resist and let her pull him back to his bedroom. As soon as he entered, the witch closed the door and began to undress him.

Hawthorne smiled and responded to her. He also reached out his hand and reached into Heidi's nun's clothes. Just like in the past, and just like what he felt just now, this witch still didn't wear a bra under her nun's clothes, so as soon as his hand reached in, his five fingers grasped a huge, soft mass that was impossible to grasp.

He kneaded it, and with his other hand lifted the hem of her nun's uniform and stroked her round and plump buttocks. He moved his fingers forward a little and found that the entrance to her garden between her legs was already flooded with juice.

This witch, she has indeed been hungry and thirsty for too long.