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

Chapter 687 Temptation
"Rorod"

Lillian, her mature and beautiful face frozen, repeated the name.

She continued to look at Rhodes, her body trembling involuntarily.

Rhodes could clearly see the excitement in her eyes quickly being overshadowed by anger.

When I saw Lillian again, she still possessed an unparalleled maturity and stunning beauty.

Eve resembled her mother, but she was more naive. A slight sense of reserve and shyness prevented her from being very skilled in bed, and she always let Rhodes take the initiative.

It's not bad, though.

But she never cherishes you like Lillian does.

At that time, she looked at Rod with extreme affection, unwilling to let him do any heavy work, and insisted on doing it herself even when she was drenched in sweat.

They were worried that he would get tired, so they kept advising Rod not to come again and to rest for a while.

Then, when Rhodes whispered his pleas in her ear, she would tremble all over, saying "this is the last time" countless times, and then continue to pamper Rhodes until dawn.

As for the current situation, the forest ranger could say he had anticipated it.

However, we arrived a little too early.

Before Rhodes came to Jingmo, he had already decided that he would either stay in Eve's room or find a reason to meet Lillian again and then hide in her room, so that they would not meet. That would be fine.

Later, with the Tomb of a Thousand Throats and Lillian's visit to inspect the territory, he relaxed.

But for men, there's no such thing as escaping a situation like this.

Stop talking, you are all my wings.

Rod nodded: "Lily"

Lillian interrupted him first, her stiff expression having returned to normal at some point.

Her elegant and mature smile seemed to be hidden by the shadow of the tent.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Rhodes. You are truly a handsome man. I am very grateful for your help in conquering this region. Eve was right about you. When are you planning to get married?"

"Mother!"

Eve scoffed, a blush creeping onto her face. "He and I aren't in that kind of relationship! We're not in any kind of relationship at all!"

"Still denying it? Look how red your face is! Oh dear, what bad luck. I was in such a hurry that I forgot I had important matters to attend to during my inspection. I have to go back now."

Eve was a little confused by her mother's sudden change of attitude. Just a moment ago she was excited about the new territory she had taken over and her boyfriend, so why did she suddenly want to go back?

"Oh? It's so late, please stay here."

"It's alright, it's alright. It's urgent, I really have to go now. Goodbye Eve, goodbye Mr. Rhodes."

Lillian came and went in a hurry, fleeing the tent as if she were running away.

His parting words were spoken through gritted teeth, filled with resentment and anger, but not in reality.

Eve was a little confused, then cast a suspicious look at someone: "You didn't just flirt with my mother, did you, you lecherous dog?"

"How could that be? There was absolutely no such thing just now."

"Hmph, perhaps Mother really does have something to take care of. How about it, isn't my mother beautiful?"

Rod gave a thumbs up: "You two look alike, but your mother isn't as capable and imposing as you. She's more gentle and dignified."

"The dog's mouth has finally said something nice."

Rhodes smiled and said, "It's getting late, Princess, you should retire for the night."

Eve's eyes were alluring, with a hint of longing in them, but then she seemed to remember something and glared at him.

"Not tonight, my stomach is still bloated. You're going to sleep outside and you're not allowed to touch me!"

"Good good."

Rod didn't care and lay down comfortably on the soft cushions on the outside of the tent.

Terry, beaming, jumped out of the shadows and sat obediently beside him, her little pink fists pounding his thighs.

Eve snorted coldly, her serpentine body swaying alluringly as she lifted the curtain and entered the inner layer.

Still seemingly uneasy, he poked his head out and glared at Rhodes.

A flash of magical light appeared as she activated the inner layer of alert and sealing rituals.

At this moment, the tent became completely quiet.

Only the sound of Terry pounding her legs remained. "That stinky snake is being so secretive, Master. He's probably hiding something."

"I know, but I've never really cared much about you guys."

Rod shifted his position, leaning back comfortably against the soft pillow.

The enslavement curse has the basic command that it cannot directly or indirectly harm the master's life, so there is really no need to worry about it.

"That won't do. That stinky snake is scheming and greedy. What if she harms her master?"

"You talk as if you're not serious about things. How many times have you messed around? I still keep you by my side."

Terry's wrinkled face froze.

They feared that their master would bring up old issues again and distance himself from them once more.

She quickly put on a flattering smile, leaned over and pecked his lips repeatedly.

“Terry is a good girl and a good succubus now, she won’t do that kind of thing again.”

Terry pressed her chest against her master's chest, feeling its softness and sweetness, and raised her face earnestly.

Rhodes smiled and said nothing.

He also liked the succubus girl's mischievousness, but it wasn't good to say it outright. This guy couldn't handle praise and was easily taken advantage of.

"Um... it's time for dinner, Master."

"What happened to what I asked you to do?"

"【Shadow Follower】has already been placed on that stinky snake's mother; it looks like she's heading towards the Naga Palace~"

"Okay, let me know when things stabilize."

"Okay~~ Master~~ Terry wants to eat from behind tonight~~ Is that alright?"

Why imitate Chris?

Among the girls, the banshee Chris, who brings calamity, not only dislikes the righteous path in her personality, but also in her foolishness. Although she doesn't say it, she clearly prefers the evil path.

"What do you mean 'imitate her'?! When Terry and her master were walking on the dry path, they didn't even know who that stinky undead was~~ Come on, it's what you used to like~~"

The inner layer of the tent, separated by a curtain.

Eve struggled for a while before finally taking out a palm-sized ball from her spell bag.

It looks like it's made of tightly packed gravel, but the yellow sand on top is still constantly shifting.

The sand ball seemed to have its own consciousness, rolling off her palm and onto the ground covered with reddish-brown cushions.

The rolling stopped, and the sand ball floated up five or six centimeters.

It spun around in mid-air, revealing a huge mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Eve, have you figured it out?"

Her voice was very childish, with an upward pitch, like that of a five or six-year-old girl.

Eve remained silent.

Shaqiu sighed.

"Have you seen the changes in the Guresh clan? I can grant you the same enhancement, and you will be able to dominate the Mirror Desert without needing anyone else's help."

"The wealth, power, eternity, and even that Rhodes you desire—they should have belonged to you alone, but were unjustly taken from you. Cooperate with me, and they will be within your grasp."

Greed is not a sin, but an excuse for the weak. The truly strong dare to take everything.

The words seemed to carry a subtle fluctuation, an energy undulation that did not belong to any energy system in reality.

"Wealth, power, and eternity—and Rhodes, which belongs to me alone."

Eve's struggling expression slowly faded, and the usual greed in her eyes coalesced into slightly reddened pupils.

Sha Qiu's lips curled up.

The greed of the land-dwelling Naga is far too easy to exploit.

“Eve, what I want you to do is to delve into the Tomb of a Thousand Throats, erase those runes, and then offer up the bodies of ten people every seven days, regardless of life or death. Once I, Amu, return to the world, everything will be under your control, and you, Eve, will eventually become a queen second only to the emperor!”

but me.

We will soon be heading to that remote border town in the far west, to take the lead in our future mission.

(End of this chapter)