I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 620 Memory and Transactions
"Call me master? What do you mean, 'you'?!"

Terry, acting like a protective dog, corrected him with dissatisfaction.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to Rhodes with a fawning smile: "Isn't that right, Master?"

Seeing her owner smile and pat her head affectionately, she immediately felt much better.

She even felt that her master had completely forgiven her.

Rhodes, unaware of the succubus's ulterior motives, temporarily ignored the vampire Vanessa and looked at Selena.

"Well done."

Miss Zombie was expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger; she rarely looked at Rhodes.

Faced with Rhodes' praise, he didn't even look up and continued adjusting the magic power stone.

But Rhodes didn't care; after all, he was the only employee in the forest with productive value, so he could forgive him.

"It wasn't my idea; it was practically Vanessa's doing."

Selena said so.

There was a hint of admiration in his eyes as he looked at Vanessa.

"teacher?"

“I was a student at Bahadur Magic Academy. Is there a problem with me knowing Professor Vanessa? You haven’t forgotten my origins, have you, my master?”

"How could that be?" Rod said, lying without batting an eye.

Selena's gaze was deep and unfathomable: "Studies have shown that frequent and excessive reproduction may lead to memory loss. My master, don't let your brain get lost along with it."

"You guy."

Rod smiled.

He moved his hand away from Hart's chest and onto Selena's head, giving it a good rub.

The Mind Flayer's skin has a thin layer of mucus on its surface.

It stuck to her palm and immediately messed up her hair into a bird's nest.

"I can make you a few more of these magical devices."

Vanessa next to her pulled off her headscarf.

Her long, blood-red hair cascaded down, her voluptuous face was sickly pale, and she possessed an air of scholarly elegance.

It possesses an inhuman elegance and beauty.

Her expression remained relatively calm, as if she had already accepted her enslaved status.

“I can be enslaved by you, for twenty or fifty years, it doesn’t matter. I can do whatever you want, since you humans don’t live long anyway. But in exchange, I want Roger to return the [Memory Wishing Stone] to me.”

This half-vampire is tormented by memory distortion and has a deep obsession with the [Memory Wishing Stone].

"It's Rhodes."

Terry couldn't help but correct her.

"Rosa."

"It's Rhodes."

"Lolo".

Terry looked at her owner: "She did it on purpose."

Rhodes was amused.

The power of a enslavement spell is difficult to fully exert, while the voluntary and wholehearted instruction of a sorcerer is clearly better.

"Then it's settled. I'll release you after I die, and the same goes for the rest of you."

Hart trembled slightly, somewhat excited.

Selena remained expressionless, showing little reaction.

Perhaps for this zombie lady, there was no difference between being enslaved and being enslaved, since she was always engrossed in her magical research.

Terry knew that it was almost impossible for her master to live a human lifespan.

They immediately began to express their stance:

"If my master dies, I will die with him."

Vanessa glanced at her: "Your succubus is lying, Roon."

Terry paused for a moment, glanced guiltily at Rhodes, and then began to retort:
"How dare you question my love for my master!?"

Rod didn't seem to care much: "That's one of the things that makes Terry so adorable."

His words immediately established the conclusion.

Terry shrank back and chuckled, pretending to be clueless.

"Yeah."

Vanessa remained noncommittal. "Succubi are almost 100% treacherous; it's their nature. As someone who has served you in the long term, I suggest you get rid of her first."

Terri panicked. Somewhat embarrassed, she said, "If Master dies, I'll cut off his thing, think about his face every night, and then starve to death!"

Vanessa was stunned.

Then, astonished, he exclaimed, "That's true! Strange, Romeo, is your succubus impure?"

Rod gave Terry a strange look.

Is there any difference between dying for love and the way you described? Perhaps succubi are shy in ways different from ordinary girls?
When Terry noticed his gaze, she blushed slightly and lowered her head.

"In a succubus's eyes, dying for a man is the most foolish way to die, as ridiculous as you humans dying for a steak. I... I was just joking~~"

"steak?"

The female orc Amy's voice suddenly came from the cave entrance, and she stuck her head in upside down.

Where can I find steak?

This guy's been a hoodlum in the old streets, and lately, with the freedom to roam, he's been even more so, going to the Dusk Hills every day to pick fights.

Rod flicked a gold Aaron to her: "Go eat on New Ranke Street yourself."

"Yay! Master is awesome!"

Arriving quickly and leaving quickly, Amy happily picked up Golden Aron, shouldered the crystal sword, and ran off to Quartz Town.

The brief incident did not affect the negotiations inside the cave.

Vanessa straightened her expression.

“Besides, I don’t trade sex like the succubus beside you or the female orc just now. My trade is based on knowledge and strength. I hope you understand.”

"Then your food is blood."

"You don't need to worry about that. I'll find other girls in the forest to trade with to be on your safe side. I'm a fasting person, and I'll let it sit for a day or two before taking it. I won't draw blood myself."

"As you wish."

Rhodes didn't care, but as a reward, he planned to occasionally give the college professor some of his blood.

After all, she once said that her blood was delicious.

He looked at the machine that was making the prototype for the magic ring: "Is something wrong?"

Vanessa gestured with her chin towards the sphere that had fallen to the ground: "The output frequency is not stable enough, which makes the quality of the ring blank unstable as well. This is a troublesome matter, and we may have to disassemble the whole machine again."

"This is no trouble at all."

With a single gravitational wave, Rhodes drew the purple glass sphere into his hand.

The [Maintain Domain] effect keeps the already slightly fluctuating magic power stone at a constant frequency.

Vanessa's blood-red pupils widened in surprise:
"A domain? What kind of domain is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Zombie Selena took the power stone, and looking at the power of the domain, a hint of envy appeared in her eyes beneath her messy hair:
"In this way, the machine can start operating and can provide at least five hundred ring blanks a day."

Vanessa's expression changed unexpectedly: "We must overcome difficulties instead of relying solely on external forces. I refuse to use Rorschach's domain."

"It's Rhodes."

"Terry corrected again."

Rhodes laughed and said, "Refusal is ineffective. I can understand your obsession with magic, but I'm short of money too."

talking.

He asked Terry for an empty sperm tube with preservation properties. Although there was some residue stuck to the tube, it didn't matter, since Vanessa was highly resistant to seduction anyway.

He slit his wrist, and blood dripped into a tube.

"A reward for you."

Vanessa looked at the bright red blood, her small, pale nose twitched slightly, and she swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

His wide eyes shone with a red light, filled with longing.

Then, with difficulty, she looked away and put her hands behind her back, saying, "I don't need it!"

"Don't mention it, just let it sit for a day or two before using it."

Rhodes smiled.

But the other person wouldn't extend their hand, so he simply held the test tube in his hand.
Vanessa already had a slim waist, and when her whole body trembled, it shook even more violently.

collapse!
The already strained thread of the button couldn't hold on any longer and splattered onto Rod's face.

Large areas of pale skin were exposed, drooping slightly under the pull of gravity.

The broken button made the vest loose and unable to hold the blood test tube.

Vanessa panicked and grabbed the test tube containing blood, completely ignoring her half-open chest.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening, and then he gritted his teeth.

"This is sexual harassment! Roosevelt! This is not part of our deal!"

"Before saying that, I hope you can take a moment to protect your clothes instead of rushing to put the blood into your spell bag."

(End of this chapter)