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

Chapter 637 Shepherd Village

The warm sunshine shone down, turning the grass on the hills golden.

When Rhodes arrived at the main stream of the Hansen River, the elf Calliste was already conducting tests on the mouse girl, Number Thirteen.

River water, side wall soil, and bottom soil were collected as samples.

Place it in a small, sealed testing instrument.

Number 13 was carrying a bunch of bottles and jars.

She reached out and waved to him from afar. Her slender and well-proportioned figure, over 1.8 meters tall, made even Calliste look petite next to her.

Rhodes landed, patted her head, and turned to Calliste.

"Don't we have to train with Hera today, the 13th?"

As a newborn, Number Thirteen possesses strong instinctive fighting and animalistic intuition.

However, this also makes her fighting style too straightforward.

Rod had seen Hera's fighting style before, and it was probably the same type as Number Thirteen's.

Furthermore, they all like to use their tails to attack, so I recommend going there.

"It's a holiday today. You don't need to come every day. This is a meticulous job, and you won't see any results in just one week."

Calliste didn't even look up, her tone devoid of emotion.

"I'll help."

Rod smiled, his thick skin thick.

"Besides chatting and disturbing my work, what else have you done here?" Miss Elf continued working without stopping, and her words were equally impolite.

"I was worried about you being alone, so I came to check on you."

A week has passed since the water source was retested.

As Calliste said, everything was normal, both the water source and the mud, and the investigation was still ongoing.

Nothing major happened this week.

The pink-haired siren Rivers received a response four days ago regarding their proposed cooperation on near-shore routes, and naturally, they accepted it.

Early that morning, Rivers dragged an entire sirens tribe to the shore and began shouting.

The guards were startled, thinking some audacious siren had dared to attack Coral Bay where Lord Rhodes was.

Only after listening carefully did I realize they were there to discuss business, and I only relaxed after Rod appeared.

However, because of this incident...

This will only draw more attention from major newspapers to his romantic history and views on love.

"What's the situation on the other side of the ocean? Is the medicine working?"

Calliste snorted coldly, having already developed a resistance to his sweet talk.

They then inquired about the effects of the medication, which they were more concerned about.

“That was great. We encountered two more mutant sirens after that, but Sharon and Terry quickly cleared the contaminated area after taking the potion. However, Sharon seems to have been bewitched. She became more clingy to me after taking the potion and keeps asking for kisses.”

Terry didn't.

The aphrodisiac pill also made her less susceptible to seduction.

Previously, Calliste had suggested that Rhodes stimulate her through sex, but it didn't work out successfully.

One time, Rod finally managed to coax her into bed.

As soon as she took off her clothes, before she even had time to take off her underwear, and before she could even hug him, she was completely taken off.

The succubus was overcome with a wave of red steam and fainted from excessive embarrassment.

"Honey, you don't need to tell me about this. I'll adjust the proportions. I heard Lily went too."

"Lily is a kind-hearted person, but she stopped going after she learned about the composition of the potion."

Rhodes didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He was there that day too, and he still remembers the halfling girl's stunned expression after learning about the potion's ingredients.

"I don't know who to blame."

The elf gave a cold laugh.

talking.

The two followed the Hansen River, passing through a place called Shepherd's Slope.

It was a gentle grassy slope, next to a small village with mostly wooden houses, and you could see flocks of sheep returning to their pens in the distance.

These villages use the Hansen River frequently, making them a valuable reference point.

Calliste planned to go there to collect some blood and water samples.

However, as soon as they got closer...

Two burly men wielding pitchforks blocked their path. They were both amazed by the elf's beauty and sweating with fear.

This was all because these three people were too imposing, completely unlike the kind of people one would expect from a small village like theirs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Shepherd's Village is currently closed. Please come back later."

"My name is Rod. I don't know if you know me. We need to investigate something."

To avoid further trouble, Rhodes simply gave his name.

He was very well-known in the Twilight Hills area; even in the remote Shepherd Village, no one could have been unaware of his existence.

"Rod? Rod, the ranger of the Windwall Forest?!"

"It's down."

The two burly men froze, staring at each other in disbelief, both seeing the terror in each other's eyes.

One of the burly men gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Rhodes, we don't just have some issues in the village. We need to be confined for a while, so please don't blame us."

"I won't make things difficult for you. Let the village chief come over."

"Okay, okay."

After saying that, the big man picked up the pitchfork and ran back.

At that moment, Calliste whispered, "There's a magical fluctuation; someone in the village has just cast a spell."

A native mage in the village?

Not too possible.

The mages need resources; a town-sized area is needed to retain them, not a small village.

Not a moment longer.

An elderly man, leaning on a cane but clearly spry, walked briskly towards them.

He brandished his cane and angrily shouted, "Who is it! Don't they know today is the day of the dead?! How dare they cause trouble in Shepherd's Village!"

"Warriors' Day?"

Rhodes was puzzled.

Calliste gave him a strange look: "It's the day the founding king of Aetheron passed away, used to commemorate the various founding heroes. You're from Aetheron, how could you not know? Shepherd's Village must be the hometown of one of the founding heroes."

Rod shrugged nonchalantly: "Most of what I remember are things about girls, so it's normal that I don't remember them."

"Hmph, man."

At this moment, the burly man who had gone to fetch help rushed over from behind the village chief and hurriedly explained the situation.

"Village chief, that's forest ranger Rod!"

"Rhodes? Who!? What does that have to do with me!"

"He is the current head of Coral Bay!"

"Then you should show even more respect for the Day of Heroes! Get out of here! You three! You've disturbed the spirits of the Lord, you'll regret this!"

The burly man turned his face and gave Rod a fawning smile.

They continued to explain on their behalf: "They have something to investigate, they'll go back when they're done, it's no big deal, haven't we let outsiders in before!"

"That means he passed the test!!"

"Then these three who pass the test can also come in, right?"

"With such delicate skin, it would be a miracle if she got through!"

"Give it a try, village chief, give it a try!"

The village chief thought for a moment with a cold face, and then threw out a crystal ball.

The burly man quickly picked it up, wiped off the dust, and humbly handed it to Rhodes.

"Lord Rhodes, this is the rule of our Shepherd Village on Heroic Spirit Day. No one can disobey it. Even when the Argyll family came to visit Coral Bay, they did the same thing. Hehe, you can enter as long as your spiritual energy is activated. Otherwise, I'm sorry."

Calliste whispered again, "This is a spiritual storage sphere. After a large amount of spiritual magic is transferred, it will trigger a freezing effect, preserving the spiritual magic inside. It can be sold for a good price on the market—a good price for them."

Rhodes took the crystal ball.

He chuckled, "Good cop, bad cop, huh?"
Without warning, the veins on his forearm suddenly bulged, and he clenched his fingers tightly.

With a loud bang, the crystal sphere was immediately shattered, a huge crack piercing through its surface, before breaking into pieces.

Both the village chief and the burly man looked at him with horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Lord Rhodes, you..."

"What are you doing! Get out of here if you don't follow the rules!"

"Rules? On the twilight hills, my rules are the rules."

(End of this chapter)