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

Chapter 640 Palace and New Song

Another week has passed in a flash.

Rhodes pushed away Penny, the ghoul who was clinging to him.

Last night was a whole night of commotion. Even though he was sleeping soundly, he kept biting Rod's shoulder, trying to bite off a piece of flesh.

It's hilarious.

Rhodes gently picked up Vivian, the tree spirit nestled on the bed, and took the pants that were under her bottom.

Then he managed to pull away from Tifflinde and the orc Amy who were clinging to his legs and preventing him from leaving, and finally managed to escape from the room.

Arrive at the corner outside the door.

Rod saw Terry curled up asleep in the corner.

This guy is willing to throw a "bliss party," but he no longer participates.

Each time, we would stand outside the door, facing the wall, covering our ears, and pretending to be dead.

Rod crouched down and poked her cheek.

It's packed with collagen, and feels soft and bouncy.

This week's attempt to get the succubus back this week failed again, but it can be considered a little progress.

After all, it progressed from fainting from taking off one's shirt to fainting from taking off one's pants.

They can at least have some simple contact now, like holding hands.

Rod felt he was being too soft-hearted with Terry right now.

Her longing for the old Terry had reached a very high level.

"Why don't we just try it while she's asleep?"

Just do it.

Rod threw the pants he hadn't had time to put on on the ground and held Terry's slender back in his arms.

She was wearing a rather conservative long nightgown, which was not easy to take off.

Rod simply lifted it up.

Well.
Rhodes sighed.

She's definitely not the same Terry as before.
Previously, Terry wouldn't even consider a second too long to start a fight, let alone three seconds after meeting someone.

"Uh-huh——"

Terry, still half asleep, let out a soft hum and curled up a little more.

Let's not talk about it anymore.

Overall, the succubus's body always gives people a sense of intense desire.

Although her flat and youthful appearance didn't quite fit Rod's aesthetic.

of course
Things obviously couldn't go that smoothly.

"Click——"

The villa door was pushed open, accompanied by the light sound of hooves tapping on the wooden floor.

As Rod was engrossed in his work, he noticed a large patch of white sunlight streaming into the living room, which was separated by a wall.

"I...I wasn't worried about you being hungry! If Yuna hadn't asked me to come, I would never have entered this filthy room of yours!"

Before the half-deer Xiao Ke Ren even appeared, his arrogant voice entered my ears first.

She stepped over the partition wall, her graceful figure carrying a plate of food, and arrived at the false door between the living room and the kitchen.

And so we saw Rod pinning Terry down on the table and making her eat like crazy.

Rod finally admitted, "Would you believe me if I said I was eating breakfast?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

"What the heck?!"

Terry was woken up by screams.

She looked up groggily and saw Rod's and her own posture, letting out a shy scream.

Then he suddenly fainted.

"Good morning, Xiao Ke."

At this time.

Vivian, who had woken up for some unknown reason, pushed open the door to her room and walked out naked, her figure graceful and alluring.

The screams grew louder and louder in the room.

"Pervert! Scum! You piece of shit! You lecherous dog!"

With tears welling up in her eyes, Xiao Ke hugged the unconscious Terry and the drowsy Vivian, protecting them in her arms, and then shrank into a corner, looking forlorn and weak.

Although the succubus had played tricks on her quite often.

But Terry's appearance after taking the abstinence pill stirred her maternal instincts, making her want to protect her.

Rhodes.

Right after breakfast, they were kicked out of Henry's Farm Villa.

The problem is not big.

He was going to Coral Bay anyway, so he wanted to chat with the pink-haired siren Rivera.

Then it's time to keep my appointment with the Celestial Elf, Haley.

Coral Bay coastline.

The cloud sprite, Lyra Starwhisper, kicked a pebble from the roadside in frustration.

"What? It's not like I want to not be able to write new songs! I need inspiration too! You stinky Camille, all you do is pressure me for manuscripts!"

She wore safari shorts popular in Quartz Town, Coral Bay, revealing her delicate, fair knees and calves.

The upper body was covered by long sleeves and a hood, making it impossible to see the face.

Unable to stand Camille's nagging, she sneaked out for a walk.

It was only a short time before dawn, and ships could be seen docked in the distance, with workers busily engaged in their tasks.

The coastline where she lived was sparsely populated and closer to the commercial streets.

It is noticeably cleaner and more tidy after renovation.

"I heard that this place will be turned into an open beach for people to play in the water during the summer. I wonder what will happen to the sea monsters then."

The unknown of the ocean is more terrifying than that of the land, and few people on the mainland are willing to travel to the ocean.

Lyra looked at the boundless ocean in the distance and inexplicably felt down.

The new song I can't write is still echoing in my mind, much like a story that ends abruptly, leaving an unimaginable sequel.

"Laila? Is that your older sister Laila?"

Just then, an excited voice came from behind. It was the ever-present fan again.
Sometimes she couldn't help but miss the days before she became famous, when at least she didn't have this constant feeling of being watched.

Leila sighed inwardly, but immediately put on a professional smile.

She turned her head gracefully.

Good morning!

She almost froze as soon as she said it.

Before them stood a group of disheveled men, covered in dust and wearing patched-up mage robes.

He strode over, waving his arms excitedly, his eyes wide and pupils dilated.

"What a lucky break! I ran into you as soon as I arrived at Coral Bay! May I record a video, Sister Leila?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, our company doesn't allow recording sessions between just two people."

"Can we hold hands? I love you, Sister Lyra, I'll go to every one of your concerts."

Leila took a half step back.

Trying to remain calm, she said, "Thank you for your support. Sorry, I have something to attend to, I have to go now."

"Walk?"

The man's smile suddenly twisted.

"Why didn't you reply to my letter? Sister Leila, why did you throw it away? You said you would always love your fans."

Layla's smile froze as a flash of silver light passed before her eyes.

She instantly recalled the threatening letter from not long ago.

Lyra herself is not very talented, and she is learning the singing instrument, which is the most difficult for cloud elves to advance in. In the early stages, she has almost no combat power.

She instinctively reached for the necklace around her neck—a magical protective charm she always carried.
I missed it.

Leila realized with horror that she had sneaked out without taking anything with her.

With a flash of light, Lyra's coat ripped open, revealing her snow-white skin.

"Don't be afraid, Sister Layla, soon we'll never be apart again."

"No"

Snapped!
A large hand reached in unnoticed and grabbed the dagger that was being swung again.

The dagger seemed to have been suddenly embedded into a huge rock, remaining motionless in mid-air no matter how the man tried to pull it out.

"What's going on? Playing with this kind of thing in my place?"

Leila Xingyu looked up in surprise and saw a tall, handsome man with sharp features standing beside her.

The gradient gold longsword and the porcelain white longsword hung on his belt, showing little magical fluctuation and appearing quite ordinary.

But this person had such a powerful and imposing presence that you could tell at a glance that he was no ordinary person.

"It's you!?"

She exclaimed in surprise.

Memories of performing for the Dragon Slayer Squad in Deepwater City flooded back instantly; the face of the man who rushed onto the stage and conjured the explosive bomb from the backdrop overlapped with the person in front of me.

"Who the hell are you! Get lost! This is my girlfriend!"

"Look at yourself, a wild mage, you dare to call yourself worthy?"

Rod twisted the blade back forcefully, and the dagger instantly slipped from the opponent's hand.

He tossed it gently upwards, caught the hilt with his backhand, and plunged it into the opponent's waist with a soft thud.

The man didn't react at all.

He screamed in agony as the excruciating pain shot through his brain, clutching his wound and turning to run away.

However, under the intense pain, he collapsed to the ground after taking only two steps, bleeding and weakly calling for help.

"Hey! You can't just kill him like that!"

Leila cried out in panic.

He tried to retrieve the magic stone to contact his agent, Camille, but missed again.

Rod looked at her coldly: "Lyra Star Language, is that right? I didn't intend to save you, but in Coral Bay I have no choice but to behave myself and wait until the concert is over."

"But you're killing people! How can you, as a lord, kill people so casually?"

Leila quickly grabbed his clothes, preventing him from leaving.

Rod ignored her, shoved her aside without ceremony, and strode toward the sea.

Beside the reef, Rive, the siren, had been waiting for a long time.

Her pink hair still flowed freely, her face was peach-colored and her lips were red, exuding charm.

She licked her lips, swallowed hard as she looked at the man slowly dying on the beach.

The seawater bobbed up and down at his chest, causing his flesh to rise and fall.

"Lord Rhodes, why don't I eat him for you?"

"Enough with the nonsense, why did you call me here?"

Rivers shrank back, not daring to talk back.

Guai Guai explained: "Our sisters discovered a large palace in a trench somewhere, where there were obviously more mutant sirens and a large number of sarhua fish people. We didn't dare to go in."

"A palace? A discovery? You've lived in the Munster Sea for so many years, do you still need to discover something?"

"That's right, we were wondering too. I used to go to that ocean trench often, but there was no palace there. It's like it suddenly appeared. Oh, sir, the big star is here."

"You know him too?"

"Of course, we often sing her songs to lure people into the sex industry."

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Leila Starry Words walked over hesitantly.

Just as I was about to speak, I caught sight of the stunningly beautiful pink-haired siren by the rocks, and her hateful fat on her chest, and I was startled.

Rhodes, the benefactor who saved her twice, remained indifferent, showing no remorse whatsoever for killing her.

With the sea breeze blowing, the sunrise shone on the two of them.

Handsome men and beautiful women.

A beautiful siren raises her eyes, her face filled with sorrow, while a cold and ruthless underground king stands with a heavy expression.

Looking at this scene.

Leila Xingyu was taken aback.

The inspiration that had been dormant in my mind for a long time began to stir again.

A new song depicting an interracial love story that is inherently antagonistic and impossible to unite is gradually taking shape.

(End of this chapter)