Witch Monastery

And when he lowered his head to suck the pink grapes on the top of her huge breasts, she took one of Heidi's tentacles into her mouth in a daze, and even actively sucked it into her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe.

The suffocating pleasure came over her, and she almost fainted. She came four times under Hawthorne's impact, and it finally ended.

After it was over, the brown-skinned druid lay on his chest, barely breathing, her brown face flushed, her eyes watery and misty, and the corners of her mouth raised, all of which declared her satisfaction at the moment.

Chapter 806 The miserable situation of the enemies

Hawthorne lay on the bed, holding the druid's huge chest with one hand, gently kneading it. His lower body was wet and the weapon was still a weapon, showing that he was still full of energy at the moment: "Okay, Nidalee, it's time to get down to business."

"How is Anshan Town developing recently? Have you encountered any troubles? If there is anything you can't solve, you can tell me and I will help you deal with it."

Nidalee lay on his chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat. Hearing his question, she shook her head gently: "No, from last year to this year, everyone has been recuperating, there is no conflict that cannot be resolved."

"We now have

There are nearly 3,000 permanent residents, and there are about 500 nuns in the monastery now. Among them, due to safety needs, 100 people are planning to change their jobs to combat nuns. They are just waiting for you, the master, to come and complete the job change for them. "

Nidalee said this with a smile, and Hawthorne nodded slightly. On the other side, Heidi couldn't get a word in, and was a little bored, so she leaned over, opened her little mouth, took Hawthorne's wet weapon into her mouth, and carefully cleaned up the battlefield for him.

Hawthorne took a breath, and this delicate licking made him very happy. But he was not disturbed and continued to listen to Nidalee's introduction.

"With so many people in Anshan now, there are bound to be some minor frictions. But don't worry, the orcs of the Stonefist tribe are very experienced." The druid continued, "After all, they have worked in Rockseeker Town before. Although I can't say that they are well received, at least they are experienced and can easily solve some minor problems."

Hawthorne's fingers gently fiddled with her still erect pink nipples, as if he was playing with a toy, having a lot of fun: "Thank you for your hard work. So, what about the Mountain Cleansers Alliance? What about the remaining tribes? How are they doing now?"

Nidalee's lips curled up. The miserable state of the remaining tribes in the Mountain Cleaners Alliance was one of her few sources of happiness. Whenever she was unhappy, tired or annoyed, she would take a look at the reports about them and her mood would suddenly become cheerful.

"The Mountain Worshipers tribe is basically under my control now. My father no longer cares about anything." She said softly, "Even his long robe with colorful feathers of thousands of birds has been given to me. He has hidden in the deep mountains and forests to practice, and he said he would not come out until he breaks through to the legendary level."

Hawthorne nodded slightly. "Archdruid" is a title given to druids who have mastered the ninth-ring spells and can manipulate the weather freely.

But in fact, there is still a long gap between the "Archdruid" and the Legendary Druid, and it requires a long period of arduous seclusion and practice to break through.

There was nothing much he could say, and he could only wish the old gentleman all the best.

However, he was very concerned about Nidalee's equipment: "What kind of robe is that? What is its effect?"

Nidalee said, "It allows us, the druids of the Earth Society, to transform into more powerful birds. At the same time, we can cast druid spells while transformed into birds."

Hawthorne nodded slightly, indicating his understanding. Transforming into an animal to fight is the basic skill of druids. However, most druids can only transform into beasts. For example, Nidalee had previously specialized in transforming into a leopard so that she could fight with greater mobility.

Only the druids of the Moon Society are experts in transforming into animals, so they can turn into very powerful beasts when their spellcasting ability is very weak, such as polar bears, mammoths and even Tyrannosaurus Rex; at the same time, only they can easily transform into giant octopuses and go into the sea, or transform into giant eagles and soar in the sky, and fight without weaknesses on land, sea and air.

The druids of the Earth Society are not like this. Although the druids of the Earth Society have some abilities to transform into animals, they are more focused on controlling various natural phenomena magic, without compromising on either.

But everything is sparse - so Earth Druid has unfortunately become one of the weakest professions in the entire game.

cough!

Putting these distracting thoughts aside, Hawthorne looked at the girl in his arms and asked softly, "So what is the strongest bird of prey you can turn into now?"

Nidalee blinked. "Guess?"

Hawthorne thought about it. Nidalee's spellcasting ability didn't seem to be outstanding before. She had only cast a second-level spell at most. He didn't dare to guess too high for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Eagle?"

Nidalee shook her head. "No, I guessed too high."

"Um... Giant Eagle?"

"That's not right. Oh, Master, please guess something more powerful!"

"What else could it be..." Hawthorne couldn't think of it for a moment.

Nidalee's mouth curled up in a proud arc: "It's the Quetzalcoatl!"

Hawthorne's eyes widened slightly, then he stretched out his finger, gently hooked her nose, and smiled: "Amazing!"

After all, that robe was a "bird feather robe", and his first reaction was that he could only turn into a bird.

Nidalee smiled proudly: "Of course, now I can fly in the sky and cast the Thunder Summoning spell to bomb the enemy. It's a pity that there are no enemies now, otherwise I will definitely show you!"

　She looked very pleased with herself, and Hawthorne could not bear to spoil her mood, so he also praised her, which made the druid even happier.

After having enough fun, Huo Sang continued to ask: "What about the other tribes? How are the Stoneskin Tribe and the High Ridge Tribe now?"

Nidalee restrained her expression and continued, "The Stoneskin Tribe is fine. The bears have basically left the Mountain Cleaners Alliance. But because they were the main force that destroyed the Rockseeker town before, they have a bad reputation, so no one wants to deal with them now, and they are living a miserable life."

As she said this, she snorted twice, with a disdainful expression on her face: "These guys also sent people to Anshan Town, spreading rumors everywhere, saying that the orcs of the Stonefist Tribe are not good in this way or that way, and then sent people to find me, saying that these bear people can perfectly replace the Stonefist Tribe."

"Humph, I won't fall for their trick! We are not going to fight a big war now, what's the use of these big guys?

To maintain public order and resolve conflicts and frictions, we need experience and wisdom, not the size of our fists!"

She hummed like this, and Hawthorne nodded approvingly: "Indeed, we don't need to deal too much with these bear people. We can't even take care of our own friends, let them fend for themselves!"

Having said this, he then asked, "What about the Gaoling tribe?"

"The Tauren are divided," Nidalee said lightly. She didn't have a good impression of these guys.

Hawthorne's expression lit up with joy: "It's finally over!"

Nidalee nodded. "Yes, the old chieftain died at the end of last year. As soon as he died, the two sides started fighting, and then they split up. Now the two men are each leading a faction, and both are accusing the other of being a traitor!"

"However, generally speaking, Morn Gaoling's power is greater. Although Garon Gaoling has our support, he is still too young and not good enough in fighting, so he is at a disadvantage."

Hawthorne nodded: "It's within expectations, not a big problem, um..."

He groaned for a moment, then continued, "It's time to move on to the next stage, Nidalee. The two sides are now incompatible, so you should start reducing your support for Garlon."

Nidalee's eyes widened. "Ah? You won't let them fight to death?"

"Of course, but we can't let him continue to take our things for free. How can we continue to help him for free?" Hawthorne said, "Let Garlon bring his people to Anshan Town to work. A cow should be used to its full potential."

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Nidalee's hair. "You just said that Garlon is still young and not good enough to fight, and their power is obviously smaller."

"I'm afraid he'll be too impatient. After receiving our excessive aid, he'll get carried away and go all in. Then, regardless of whether we win or lose, the Gaoling tribe, which was so hard to separate, will return to its original state."

Nidalee nodded in confusion, so Hawthorne continued, "So, we have to pour a bucket of cold water on Garlon to stop him from getting too excited. Then, letting him come to work for us is actually giving him protection, so that he won't be cannibalized by his brother because he is weak."

"In this way, as time goes by, Garlon will become stronger and stronger, and the gap in strength between the two sides will become smaller and smaller. Therefore, it will become increasingly impossible for them to be reunited."

He wanted to make the surname "Gaoling" disappear forever, and he knew very well that it would be difficult for external pressure to completely destroy such a race with great endurance that could live freely in the mountains - after all, the worst that could happen to them was that they could just hide deeper into the mountains. What could you do to them in the deep forests?

What's worse, they simply go down the mountain to the southwest and go directly to Borneo to become second-class people. What can you do?

No way.

Therefore, if they want to eliminate "Gaoling", they can only let their own people do it!

Chapter 807: Fairy Tale of Fairy Wilds

Nidalee suddenly realized: "Oh... I almost understand. OK, I'll do as you say."

Hawthorne nodded approvingly, although he didn't know if she was pretending. He pinched her nipple and continued to ask, "Very good, then, what about the Owlbeast Tribe?"

Nidalee immediately replied, "They are doing well. As you said, we have been trading with them. Of course, all the trade is conducted through Denchi Owlbeast to help him build up his prestige."

"So at the end of last year, he successfully succeeded to the position of chief and got married, but he doesn't have any children yet - but I estimate that it won't be long, at the latest next year, he should have one."

"But even so, he is lame after all. As far as I know, his position as chief is not very stable. Specifically, his prestige is a little lacking."

Hawthorne looked thoughtful. "I see... Nidalee, please make arrangements. I need to meet him soon."

He needed some chimera eggs to give to Die for experiments. If you were to ask where to find high-quality chimera eggs, the Owlbeast Tribe would surely be more likely to find some.

Nidalee nodded and kept this in mind. Then, Hawthorne continued to ask: "What about the Green Ivy Tribe? How are the half-goat people recovering now?"

Nidalee said, "The Green Vine Tribe has recovered very well. Oh, by the way, all the women in the Green Vine Tribe have joined the monastery and become one of us. And the female druids among them are planning to change their jobs to become priests in the realm of life. They are just waiting for you to preside over the ceremony and it will be completed."

Hawthorne nodded: "Okay, I'll do it later."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited. Druids working part-time as priests in the field of life was the second strongest build in the game in terms of healing power. With these half-goat girls, if Anshan Town ever went to war with someone again in the future, as long as they were not suddenly attacked and wiped out, they could rely on sufficient supplies to wear down the enemy!

perfect!

"Oh, one more thing." Suddenly, Nidalee stood up and leaned close to his ear, "Madam Willow and her daughter Adele seem to have encountered some, um... wonderful things recently."

Hawthorne's expression changed: "Hmm? What do you mean?"

"As you know, the satyrs originated from the Feywild. Or to be more precise, their ancestors, the satyrs, still live in the Feywild." Nidalee said, "And recently, the mother and daughter seemed to... dream about the Feywild."

Hawthorne

Then, he frowned and tried hard to recall the information about the Feywild in the background setting.

The Feywild is the most innocent and straightforward world in the multiverse, like a fairy tale world.

In that world, there is no darkness, no swamps, no volcanoes, no poisonous miasma. Instead, there are only flowers all over the mountains, tall and dense forests, fragrant grass, and all kinds of natural beauty that never get boring.

This is the natural environment of the Feywild, but most importantly, it’s the people there.

There lives a group of happy little fairies. Most of them are only the size of a palm, with transparent wings like bees on their backs. They regard the fragrant flowers as their own houses, where they play or sleep.

They have no intrigue, no conspiracies, only the purest emotions, happy or sad, happy or sad, excited or angry. In short, there is no hypocrisy or deception, only the purest happiness.

Sheep people are also part of this fairytale world, but unfortunately this clean and pure world cannot escape human greed. Some sheep people were forcibly abducted to the material world and forced to interbreed with humans, and finally, the half-sheep species was born.

but……

According to the background setting, although the distance between the Fey Wilds and the material world is not too far, because it is so straightforward and pure, it is impossible for ordinary adults to reach that world through dreams.

Only a child with a pure and kind mind could accidentally break into the Fairy Wilds through mirrors and other entrances at home, make friends with the fairies there, and enjoy an unforgettable dreamlike friendship.

but……

Willow and Adele are no longer children, so how could they enter the Feywild?

Because these two sheep girls are too naive?

Because of their blood?

Hawthorne didn't understand, and Nidalee's tone was somewhat uncertain as she spoke: "I often go to them and ask them questions about the Druid Way. Sometimes I feel that they seem to have become more ethereal."

"Their spellcasting abilities have become stronger, which is naturally a good thing. But I always have a feeling that at some point in the future, they may suddenly go to another world..."

Hawthorne came back to his senses, then reached out and pressed his temple: "Okay... I'll pay attention to where they are now? I'll find a chance to ask them."

"They should still be practicing, and they don't allow outsiders to disturb them." Nidalee said. Suddenly, she thought of something, pulled Hawthorne's arm, and said coquettishly, "Master, please take care of them. Although I am also a druid, I can understand that they forget the time when they practice, but they are still the leaders of the Green Vine Tribe and the people in power in Anshan Town!"

"With the way they are now, sometimes when I go to the Green Vine Tribe to do things, I can't find them, and my words won't work, which greatly affects efficiency. Master, please keep them in check!"

She acted coquettishly, complaining about Willow and Adele's hands-off behavior, and was very dissatisfied. Hawthorne smiled bitterly, and reached out to stroke her hair, as if he was stroking the girl's hair: "Okay, okay, then when I find them later, I will tell them that I will hand over the power of the Green Ivy Tribe to you, and let you make the decision here, okay?"

He coaxed her like this, knowing that the girl was not actually very interested in the ways of druidism. Instead, her sense of responsibility as the leader of the tribe gradually made her develop a strong addiction to power.

But this is also a good thing. The more she cares, the more Willow and Adele can focus on their practice - in fact, in comparison, the latter is what Hawthorne values ​​more.

The better Anshan Town develops, the more it will attract the attention of all parties. The more this happens, the more it needs the presence of high-level spellcasters as the ballast stone for the safety of the town.

Hawthorne has always been clear about this. So since the gifted Adele and her mother are obsessed with practicing Druidism, he will find a way to create more convenient conditions for them to continue to become stronger.

But Nidalee hadn't realized all this yet. Hearing that Hawthorne was willing to continue to give her power, she immediately smiled and hugged his arm and lay down again: "Okay, Master is so nice, hehe."

She smiled foolishly, and Hawthorne reached out and pinched her little nose: "Then, let's not disturb the two of them. You go and make arrangements. I will meet with Danqi first and talk to him about the Chimera."

……

The next day, outside Anshan Town.

Several giant creatures with three heads, pulling a well-equipped convoy, slowly came to the outside of the town. Several tall orcs holding whips shouted strange slogans and rang bells to control the actions of these guys.

The shapes of these huge creatures are so bizarre. Their main bodies are goats, and there are huge goat heads in the middle. The huge curved horns seem to contain terrible power.

However, on both sides of its neck, another neck extended out, with a green poisonous snake head spitting out its tongue; and a red dragon head, with bared teeth and emitting the smell of sulfur, as if it could spit out raging flames at any time.

Chapter 808: See You Again, Danqi

The appearance of this monster was so bizarre that the townspeople inside and outside the town had to stare at it with curiosity, but they did not dare to get close to observe it carefully and could only walk around it cautiously.

And

The orcs from the Stonefist tribe who were standing guard at the entrance of the town felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. They raised their halberds, got into fighting stances, and looked at the newcomers ahead vigilantly.

Others may not recognize these monsters, but they do. These three-headed behemoths are called "Chimeras", and the Orc tribe that can enslave these monsters happens to be their cousins ​​with whom they have a bad relationship.

That is, members of the Owlbeast tribe.

They looked ahead vigilantly, but the curtain behind the carriage pulled by the huge Chimaera was lifted, and then a deep female voice came: "Please tell the master of Anshan Town, the honorable Earl Nigel Hawthorne, that Chief Danqi of the Owlbeast Tribe has come in response to his call."

Hearing this, the orcs of the Stonefist tribe still did not let down their guard, but quickly sent one person to report. Not long after, a tall white-haired figure appeared in the town, and Hawthorne's hearty laughter approached: "Long time no see, Danqi!"

He walked forward enthusiastically, waving to the orcs of the Stonefist tribe to let down their guard, and he walked past them and went straight to the two-wheeled cart pulled by the chimera.

In front of him, the Chimera looked at him vigilantly. Both the venomous snake head and the dragon head, the yellow vertical pupils were staring at him intently, as if they were ready to pounce and hunt him at any time.

However, Huo Sang was not afraid at all and continued to move forward with a smile. He did not take the monster seriously at all. If it did not spit out dragon breath, it was unknown whether this guy could break his defense with only claws and teeth.

In the car behind the Chimera, a big, broad hand reached out and lifted the car curtain. Then, Danqi's familiar voice came out: "Long time no see, Father Hawthorne!"