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

Chapter 673 A Week and Newspapers
Quartz Town, New Rank Street.

Outdoor tables and chairs outside the 'Sophia Afternoon Tea' shop.

Under the beige awning, Rod sat with his legs crossed, leisurely sipping red tea and reading the newspaper.

Today, Terry is wearing an exquisitely tailored black maid outfit.

The skirt was voluminous but not overly exaggerated, and the fitted waist design hugged her waistline, making her waist look incredibly slender.

The white ruffled apron tied in front of her body did not conceal her figure; on the contrary, the layered pleats made her chest line even more eye-catching.

She adheres to the persona of an elegant maid.

After filling her owner's cup with black tea, she used her own small fork to cut off a small piece of cheesecake and handed it to him with a loving expression.

"Master, ah—"

Rod opened his mouth and took a bite; the texture was silky and soft.

Yes, the shop Lily recommended is indeed great.

Terry, standing next to her, stared longingly at the fork with a few crumbs of cake still stuck in it, chuckling to herself.

"The master's saliva paired with the cake is perfect."

Then put it in your mouth and greedily smear it clean.

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Rhodes didn't bother to care about her.

There were few people on the streets, even though it was a rare hunting festival and most people had taken the day off.

This was all because it was after another week of intense planning.

The superstar Cloud Elf's peace concert will start at 7 pm tonight, and almost everyone with free time is going to Coral Bay to join in the fun.

Even the owner of this 'Sophia Afternoon Tea' is the same.

After serving Rhodes refreshments and tea, she was pulled away by a group of friends who had come to join the fun. She could only leave the key and beg Rhodes to lock the door for her after he finished eating.

Rod shook the newspaper, not really caring.

A week is not a long time.

But quite a few trivial things happened.

First, the banshee Chris suddenly became ill again and secretly contacted the team of the big star Lyra Star, saying that she hoped to sing a song as a special guest at the concert.

I understand everything I understand.

Miss Undead, envious of the concert's appeal and the money it brought, presumptuously tried to ride on the coattails of the big star's success.

And because Rhodes had just recently retrieved Lyra Star Language, who had fled, unharmed.

The agent, Camille, was worried about not being able to find anyone to thank.

Now that Chris has done this, she misunderstands it as Rhodes's idea and happily agrees.

It's likely that the agent hadn't seen many banshees, the kind of spirits that mostly live in the countryside.

Just because Chris casually made a couple of comments, he assumed she was a future singing queen.

Fortunately, the application process schedule was eventually passed on to our head housekeeper, the spider-like elf Yuna, who quickly took action and managed to remove the guy.

When Yuna reported this to Rhodes, she kept patting her chest, looking terrified.

It was a close call.

The owner is concerned about appearances.

If the bards watching knew that a forester had forced himself on his woman as a guest at a concert, and then the ear-piercing sound of sawing wood was recorded by a video camera...

God knows what those newspapers wrote about the owner!
Rhodes was alright, he didn't care much.

However, feeling sorry for Yuna's exhausted appearance, he immediately transferred the half-vampire Vanessa from the underground magic ring factory to Coral Bay to help.

The half-vampire had some experience and had worked in a place like Bahadur, so he must have some understanding of human relationships.

The missing factory workers were filled by Luna, the moon goddess.

With her skills and knowledge, even though she's a bit crazy, she can still manage to empower magic rings on an assembly line.

Not only that.

She even used the "Moon Shadow" rule from the Pale Corridor maze, creating five or six shadows in succession, which greatly increased the ring production that week. It's just that her grotesque appearance, talking nonsense while working, is a bit frightening.

She didn't sleep either; late at night, there were always voices coming from the underground factory.

It didn't scare Selena, but it terrified Heart, the mind flayer. She was terrified of the moon goddess and would tremble at the sound of voices.

I heard that I haven't slept much for a week now.

Speaking of magic rings...

The Magic Control Alliance's [Extreme Teleportation] function has not yet been restored.

Since the magic ring had no safe market, he could only sell it to some familiar ship merchants and cargo traders, who would then sell it to them individually.

There are many things to do, but few tasks.

Annoying.

Rhodes didn't want to get involved himself, so he thought of his old acquaintance, the goblin Pete.

The goblin race is a case of the bold getting rich while the timid starve.

Pete was thrilled and signed the agency agreement with a wave of his hand, then immediately got to work.

This can be considered another stable source of income.

The giant, deformed sirens in the Munster Sea have been effectively cleaned after a week.

But it would be a lie to say that it has no impact.

Secondly, the opening of the trade route connecting Quartz Town to Sanlun City benefited not only Quartz Town's mining industry but also Coral Bay.

However, there's one downside.

Lately, the hobbit chieftain of Eagle Claw Canyon seems to be a bit irritable, occasionally stirring up storms.

According to passersby, they often see the still beautiful harpy chieftain looking towards the twilight hills from the mountaintop, as if she is waiting for someone to come.

Rhodes pretended not to hear.

The old man is putting on a show; he probably waited until someone passed by before making this gesture.

what?
Not only did I, Rod, lend her my cultivation, but I also took advantage of her for free. What a scumbag!

cut.

When she was clinging to me, she even said she would beg Kim Ah-long to let me come more often. It's hard to say who's who's who.

"Well?"

Rod, who had just finished taking a sip of black tea, stopped in his tracks when he saw the headline in the new section of the newspaper.

—"Wings of Light Raid! Important Materials Stolen from the Chapel of the Waterfall City Branch! The Church of Ego is Enraged!"

Wings of Light.
In other words, he was providing funding behind the scenes to support the underground organization that was fighting against the Ego Cult, which was led by the former recruiting corps leader, Carter.

Rhodes has never really cared about how Carter operates.

He simply paid them the money, then checked their battle results in the newspaper and read the reports Carter sent.

Terry fed her another piece of cake, and seeing her owner's serious expression, she leaned over to take a closer look.

"Oh my, publishing this kind of front-page news, looks like the Igor Cult is getting serious~~"

Her elbow rested on the armrest of Rod's chair, and her head swayed, intentionally or unintentionally flicking her chin.

The fabric was slightly taut, and the back tie accentuated her slender waist, while the low neckline subtly revealed an alluring shadow.

"Logically speaking, Carter has already proclaimed the true purpose of the Ego Cult several times, so why is there no reaction at all?"

Rhodes shook his head.

"Such statements are too easily covered up and twisted by conspiracy theories; probably not many people will take them to heart. Their previous strategy was actually quite good—to dismantle several joint strongholds of the Campbell family and the Ego Cult."

The Campbell family is a bunch of bastards who traffic people, and their targets are inevitably located near their hideout.

These dens are mostly located on the fringes of power.

Combat and rescue efforts can help them quickly expand their organization's reputation in rural areas.

but.

Their raid on the church now seems a bit unnecessary.
Perhaps there is some important reason?
(End of this chapter)