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

Chapter 638 The Method of Spreading the News and the Arrival of a Big Star

"I've rarely seen you so domineering."

Callister said.

"This village once supplied 90% of Quartz Town's mutton and wool before Henry's Farm was developed. It then stopped supplying the village after Coral Bay was closed and the threat of the Grand Duke of Purgatory became prevalent."

Rhodes shook his head. "They're probably just taking advantage of the special status here, trying to get a way out from me so they can continue cooperating. Who do they think they are?"

He speaks without any reservations.

He strode into the village, followed by the angry village chief and a burly man with livid faces, their paleness and cold sweat gradually becoming visible.

Rhodes followed the direction of the magical fluctuations and arrived at a wooden house.

Ignoring the farmer's obstruction, he kicked open the wooden door.

inside the door.

The woman, who was being covered by the bedding, was hurriedly lifted up. The middle-aged monk with a lewd expression had just taken off his tattered monk's robe, revealing his thin upper body.

The middle-aged monk was greatly alarmed.

He pointed at the farmer and yelled, "What do you mean? A mage jumping around?! I kindly treated your wife's illness, and this is how you treat me?! Believe me or not, I'll kill you with a fireball!"

Rhodes turned to look at Calliste.

The elf shook her head, her face full of disgust: "Irrelevant, just a third-tier wild mage."

"Master, it has nothing to do with me. They insisted on barging in!"

The farmer wailed.

The wild mage stared intently, and upon seeing Calliste's stunningly beautiful appearance, he was immediately stunned.

Then lust took hold; with his buck teeth and the two stubbles on his lip, he became utterly lewd.
"This elf is the source of the disease! Guards! Seize her!"

"This"

As more and more villagers gathered to watch, some hesitated to make a move when they saw the three well-dressed men.

"Don't you want to get treatment?! If that cruel and heartless Rhodes of Coral Bay finds out that your village has a contagious disease, do you think you'll still be alive?! Arrest them! I'll treat them!"

As soon as these words came out.

The villagers were all tempted and silently retrieved their sickles and hoes.

Calliste smiled, a rare occurrence, and looked at Rhodes: "Brutal and inhumane."

Rod shrugged helplessly: "Shall we do it, or shall we?"

"Don't come! Don't come! That's Rod! Put down your hoe, you son of a bitch!"

The burly man and the village chief who rushed in behind them were terrified and their souls left their bodies.

This is a killer star who can drive away the Duke of Purgatory; these few villagers are not enough for him to kill!

The wild mage was stunned for a moment.

His surging lust subsided, and only then did he realize the terrifying, solid accumulation of spiritual and magical power in front of him. The slightest leak of his compressed and restrained aura seemed to suggest a monstrous surge.

Without saying a word, he lunged forward to grab the staff on the bedside table.

However, as soon as he turned his head, a fist the size of a sandbag was instantly in front of him, heading straight for his face.

"Ugh."

Bang!
Blood mixed with sawdust splattered into the air.

The wall of the wooden house crashed open with a loud bang, and the figure tumbled awkwardly in mid-air, his dented face leaving long scratches as he gnawed at the dirt.

It fell headfirst onto the soil like a scallion, slumped down, and completely lost its breath.

Rod flicked the blood off his fist, scattering it on the ground in glaring spots.

He ignored the screaming peasant woman behind him.

He looked at the village chief and the others who were shocked and terrified.

"Illness? What illness? Tell me."

After one hour.

In a dark ravine, one looks at the three heads, swollen limbs, and excessively stitched deformed corpses that have been dug out.

Rod frowned.

Behind him stood the trembling, ashen-faced village chief and some villagers of the Shepherd Village.

Calliste turned her head with a cold face to look at the pile of bubbling petri dishes in the arms of Mouse Girl Thirteen.

She sighed and voiced her worst fears: "It is indeed a bestiality disease, but the good news is that it has lost its ability to spread through blood contact. The bad news is that it has transformed into another, more difficult-to-contagious mode of transmission."

"A nightmare?"

According to the village chief's description.

More than two months ago, some people in the village started having nightmares. At first, it only happened every few days, and no one paid any attention.

But it became more and more frequent, even to the point of causing sleepless nights.

The inability to sleep and the torment of evil dreams gradually drove those people insane.

It begins as a disease of consciousness, which quickly spreads to the body, causing abnormal changes.

The villagers discovered it in time and, in a panic, beat their neighbor, whose flesh was still mangled, to death.

After that, it all started with nightmares, and then progressed to physical deformities.

The village chief of Shepherd Village dared not report it, believing in the protection of his ancestors' spirits and also fearing retaliation from Quartz Town and Coral Bay, with whom he had a grudge.

Even in the end, they preferred to listen to the words of a passing monk rather than seek help.

Rhodes rubbed his forehead.

He and Calliste had been investigating for a week, encountering many villages near water, but none had shown such changes. Was there something special about Shepherd Village?

If anything, they do have some kind of faith and worship, namely the ancestral spirits of Atheron.

Is it relevant?
It's hard to say.

"What are your thoughts, Calliste?"

"Let's lock down the village first. This is the first time I've seen this kind of infection."

Coral Bay.

The area outside the city walls was already filled with a surging crowd, with countless fans holding up lights, banners, and magic lights and recording stones high above their heads, creating a sea of ​​flashes.

The moment that familiar figure appeared on the stone-paved trade road not far away, screams erupted like a tsunami—

"Ahhh—Sister, look this way!!!"

"Laila! Laila! We will always love you!!!"

"My sister is going to kill me!!!"

The crowd surged forward frantically, causing the human wall formed by the guards to sway slightly.

People stood on tiptoe, their cheeks flushed, some even with tears in their eyes, waving dwarf glow sticks and support banners with great excitement.

It's as if it was sculpted by the moonlight itself.

—The cloud sprite Lyra Starwhisper is light and graceful, with cloud-like wings behind her remaining still, floating on tiptoe, very elegant.

She smiled and nodded in greeting, her slender fingers gently accepting the letters, instantly triggering an even more frenzied uproar.

Someone cried out his name uncontrollably, their voice hoarse but they still wouldn't stop.

This continued until Leila Star's team traversed the neat streets of Coral Bay and finally stopped upon entering the grounds of a luxurious hotel called 'Wind and Rain'.

They booked the hotel a week in advance.

Actually, I originally wanted to book Coral Bay Manor, but I heard that it is still under renovation and not open to the public for the time being (actually, the girls with the wrong bodies can't tell anyone).

Bang.

The door to the luxury suite on the top floor of the hotel closed, as if all the noise had vanished.

"Aha."

Leila Xingyu's delicate face showed an unconcealable weariness, and she suddenly slumped onto the sofa with a sigh of relief.

“Laila! Your figure!” the middle-aged woman’s agent reminded her.

"I can't hold on any longer! The Magic Control Alliance's [Extreme Teleportation] has stopped working. We've been traveling for two weeks straight, Camille, can't you let us rest for a bit?"

Agent Camille sighed indulgently.

I took out my notebook and turned to the page with the precautions:
"Coral Bay is different from other stable and safe areas we've been to before. It was only recently restored to its former glory and freed from the control of the dark elf sorcerers and the Grand Duke of Purgatory. Therefore, there are many things you need to be careful about, especially the underground king and mastermind of Coral Bay."

"Hmm. I know Ranger Rod, I just won't mess with him."

Leila responded lazily.

"It's not about whether you provoke him or not, but about how to avoid his clutches. According to intelligence, this Mr. Rhodes is an ultimate enthusiast of non-human races."

"You mean he might be targeting me? Probably not, my father."

"Lord Xingyu's influence is certainly there. As a ninth-rank official, his strength is also at the top level. However, Yunzhi City's influence on the ground is limited. The people below don't know their place, and there are always those who are reckless enough to dare to make a move."

"Even if I have two high-level eighth-rank guards, it's the same?"

"That person's strength is enough to kill a dragon and repel the Duke of Purgatory; he should not be underestimated. Not only that, have you forgotten the threatening letter sent last month?"

Agent Camille was clearly quite concerned about this, her worries evident in her words.

Leila, however, was quite optimistic.

She waved her hand: "I won't leave Coral Bay. That ranger Rod might be after me, but he can't let something happen to me in the city, can he? Besides, my new song is stuck right now, and I might have to go into seclusion until the concert starts."

Camille wailed:

"It's not finished yet?! You told me last month that it was almost done! And you said you'd announce the new song at the Coral Bay concert, and now the deadline is almost here!"

Leila covered her mouth slightly, annoyed that she had let something slip.

He quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, the mastermind behind Coral Bay is also named Rhodes, which is the same name as the person who saved me in Waterdeep."

"Hmph! People named Rod aren't necessarily good people."

Camille was easily misled and began to scoff at the name Rod.

I shouldn't have gone to celebrate the Dragon Slayer team's victory in Waterdeep last time; I almost got blown up by a triggered magical trap.

Those two, Rod and Lily, didn't seem honored to be invited at all. They even gave me a long lecture, which made me so angry that my knees hurt.

Leila, puzzled, blinked her pale white eyes.

call--

A heavy, booming sound swept across the sky overhead, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows next to the room vibrated and hummed from the gust of wind.

Leila reacted quickly and immediately spotted the figure in the sky.

A Protoss mage sitting atop a gargoyle.

She has an exceptional eye for detail, and her imagination and artistic sense are both top-notch.

Even the Protoss with their deep blue, translucent bodies could be seen at a glance to be beautiful, not to mention their prominent breasts, which were far more imposing than her aloof and delicate appearance.

"Wow, what a beautiful Protoss! Wait, why is she wearing such short safety shorts under her mage robes? Is this a common style in Dusk Hills?"

"Where? I can't see it. Lyra, your eyesight is too good. It's already good enough that an ordinary person can see that the people up there are Protoss. If you ask me, the defenses of Coral Bay are really bad. How come they didn't even know to establish a no-fly zone?"

(End of this chapter)