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

Chapter 689 Famous Paintings
It was noon when Rhodes returned to the Tomb of the Thousand Throats camp.

However, having heard that the Guresh clan had come early in the morning to deliver their surrender, Eve probably hadn't noticed his departure much.

Rhode glanced at the new priestess from afar and saw that she was a much younger land-based Naga.

She is beautiful and has a good figure, but she is not as beautiful as Lillian Eve and her daughter.

The mother and daughter were not only among the best in the Mirror Desert, but also among the entire Naga population on land.

The young priestess of Guresh noticed Rhodes' gaze and gave him a charming and obsequious smile from afar.

Rod swaggered into the tent where they were talking.

Eve glanced at him sideways, not really paying attention.

The priest, who was all talk and no action, was immediately startled, probably thinking he had done something wrong, and looked at Rhodes in panic.

It wasn't until I saw Rod plop down on the soft cushion in the corner to rest that I finally calmed down.

However, speaking with a sobbing tone and trembling voice is inevitable, making it difficult to continue the conversation.

A short while later, the priest took his leave.

Eve watched the other person's departing figure, and her professional fake smile slowly faded.

He spat dismissively, "Spineless trash, scared out of your wits, can't even speak properly."

"So, am I that scary?"

Eve glanced at him, then slowly and gracefully swam to his side, proudly extending her snow-white hand towards him: "You did this?"

Rod squeezed the back of her hand and kissed it gently, and Eve's expression immediately softened.

"Of course, who else could it be?"

"Why not just reorganize the entire Jingmo clan?"

"Then the overall strength of your Mirror Desert Naga will decline. You can't get fat in one bite. Let's digest the Guresh Clan's resources first."

He was playing with Naga's fingers when she suddenly pulled them back coldly.

"Hmph, I'll surpass you sooner or later."

"Okay, okay, by the way, wasn't your mother investigating that missing person case? It was the Campbell family colluding with the previous General Guresh. I've already rescued the person. When are you going to send someone to pick them up?"

Rhodes wanted to tell Lillian about this and then ask for some new ideas.

But upon reflection, he realized that the collusion between the Campbell family and the Guresh clan could not be kept secret.

He then clearly took action to wipe out the previous generation of the Guresh clan, and as a result, Lillian was able to find Campbell's stronghold immediately.

Such a coincidence would probably arouse Eve's suspicion.

In the end, it was decided that Eve would accept the favor.

Terry had somehow emerged from the shadows and nestled softly into Rod's arms.

Rod ignored her: "By the way, there's some bad news. Some of the missing people are experimental products of the Campbell family, and they probably don't have any population records. You should also keep an eye out for them."

"Campbell's [Factor Allocation]?"

"Oh, you know about it too."

"I can barely be considered one of their colleagues, so naturally I've heard a lot of rumors from others."

"Those Naga that have undergone [Factor Modification] look different from ordinary Naga and are physically weaker. They probably don't have many years left to live. However, I have a way to improve them. As long as you persist for a while, they can become a good help to you."

Eve was stunned, seemingly not having heard much of what she was saying.

She asked blankly, "You mean they don't have many years left to live? Since they don't have many years left to live anyway, why save them? Why not make the most of them?"

"Making the best use of resources"

Eve suddenly woke up and shook her head: "It's nothing, don't worry, I'll go pick them up."

Rhodes chuckled inexplicably and looked the land-based Naga up and down.

Eve did not back down, but looked up and met his gaze.

Their gazes met, each filled with tenderness.

The initial confrontation slowly shifted. Before the atmosphere could become more intimate, Terri, looking disgruntled, moved her face close to theirs.

"I'm still here."

"Humph."

A commotion came from outside the tent, and shouts of welcome for the high priest could be heard.

Before long, the elegant and noble Lillian, wearing a golden crown and exquisite makeup, holding a scepter, with a gentle smile on her face, exuding both authority and maternal love, slowly entered the tent.

Eve was naturally happy. The mother and daughter had a good relationship, and she loved to show off her achievements in front of her mother.

And what Rod did, naturally, also falls on her own shoulders.

After a long speech, he made himself sound like a genius, a master strategist.

But how could a mother not know her own daughter? She would naturally know that someone was helping her.

Lillian, who had gone to great lengths to create a gorgeous makeup look, had her beautiful eyes sparkle and dance across Rhodes' face.

Being beautiful and mature has its downsides; even a casual glance can make one appear extremely alluring and provocative.

Rhodes returned a flippant smile, which immediately startled Lillian, causing her eyes to dart around.

Fortunately, Eve was busy talking to her and had her back to the man, so she didn't see the two exchanging glances.

Lillian was overjoyed when she heard that the missing persons case had been solved.

This incident occurred during her routine inspection of the territory, and if it were not investigated, it would affect the authority of the Blar clan priests.

Both mother and daughter are decisive and efficient, and Lillian immediately offered to go to the scene.

Eve gently took her arm: "Why don't you let me go? Our daughter has never been involved in something like this before."

Lillian didn't think much of it: "Okay, I don't have much to say. Just make sure to offer your condolences in a public way and show your face in front of your people."

"Understood, I'll call for some guards."

Rod laughed and said, "I'll go with you."

"No need! You stay here. Talk to my mother and take care of her safety! This place isn't safe enough yet!"

Lillian paused slightly, her smile freezing. "Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Perhaps Rhodes should go with you."

"No, no, really no!"

Eve walked out of the tent and called out a few words to her adjutant outside, presumably to mobilize the troops.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Rod quickly approached Lillian, grabbed her slender waist, and kissed her with a smile.

"Ugh."

Lillian frantically pushed him away, looking in horror at the boy (Terry) next to Rhodes who rolled his eyes.

"my people."

"Are you crazy? Eve's still at the door!"

She tried to keep her voice down, looking at Eve's blurry silhouette outside the curtain, her mind in turmoil.

"What are you afraid of? She told me to take care of you."

Rhodes kissed her again, this time not just a fleeting kiss, but a more domineering one.

Lillian was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't push the man away, so she could only pound his chest with her fists.

And as the familiar, hot masculine scent rushed into my brain, I was enveloped in a surge.

Lillian couldn't help but change her mind from pushing him away to grabbing the man's collar and pulling him inside, greedily searching every inch of his face.

"I'm sorry, Eve."

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Terry, now in boy form, looked at her master and Lillian, who were passionately kissing, their faces covered in lipstick. She then glanced at Eve's indistinct silhouette standing outside the curtain, while Snake was talking loudly to his lieutenant.

It can be said to be a world-famous painting.

(End of this chapter)