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

Chapter 713 Bahadur's Request

The wind squeezed through the low hills, stirring up waves of grass. A few broken leaves rose into the air, spun twice, and then fell back to their original positions.

"Rod."

The rabbit-man mage, whom we haven't seen for a long time, has hardly changed.

She was wrapped in a slightly oversized white robe, the hem of which was embroidered with silver runes that shimmered as she landed.

Her small, round face was adorable, and her previously wheat-colored skin had finally returned to its fairer state, with a delicate pink tip on her nose.

As the hood was removed, a pair of fluffy white rabbit ears with pink lobes stood up gracefully.

It must be said, the fluttering rabbit ears added a touch of innocence.

"Ona, it's been so long, you've gotten so much fairer."

"Really? Hehe, I've been putting a lot of effort into whitening my skin lately! I heard that becoming a vampire might make your skin whiter, I almost wanted Lady Yulia to bite me!"

"That's just paleness at best, right? How can it change skin color?"

Rhodes chuckled at her words, "How have you been lately?"

Ona said with a pained expression, "Oh no, this is terrible! The dwarves have defected with the [Heart of Locke]. Most of the containment conditions for magical creatures in the containment department are recorded there. We've been so busy searching through paper and physical records lately!"

"Miss Ona, it's been a long time."

The Protoss Hyrie waved at her.

The two had worked together during the Battle of Coral Bay, so they naturally became acquainted.

"Hey! Hailey, you're here too! It's getting hot lately, how about we go for a swim at Coral Bay later?"

"Oh? Swimming?"

"Yes! You have such a great figure, you would look amazing in a swimsuit!"

"Hey hey hey, where is it~~"

Hailey's mouth immediately stretched into a wide grin.

As a long-time homebody, she naturally rarely participates in such activities. Upon hearing praise, she is almost immediately coaxed into becoming a placenta.

While talking.

Following closely behind the rabbit-man mage, the members of Bahadur Magic Academy also landed.

There was still one familiar face among them.

Seamus, the president of the recording studio who had been parasitized by Rhodes's Despair Flytraption, was winking and fawning at him.

The monks bowed respectfully.

But Rod ignored them and continued talking to Ona.

"With you?"

Ona's white eyebrows furrowed slightly as she lowered her voice, "They had a meeting with six members of the Magic Control Alliance all morning. Afterwards, Lady Yulia asked me to bring them to you. I don't know why, but it seems they're not here to cause trouble."

Terry jumped over, grabbed Rod's arm, and pressed it against his thick, soft chest, taking a big sip of her milk tea with a disgruntled expression.

“They’re practically causing trouble when they come to Master’s place! If it weren’t for Master’s consideration for our little Ona and not wanting to make things difficult for you, we would have started beating them up long ago.”

"Oh my, little Terry has such a sweet voice!"

As the trace amount of [Enchanting Fluid] gradually took effect, Hayley was slightly taken aback and began to feel a pink halo surrounding Rhodes.

“Our Ona.”

Upon hearing this, the way he looked at Ona changed.

She puffed out her cheeks, stomped her feet, and glared angrily at Rod.

"." I told you not to drink it, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what happened.
Rhodes wondered if he should give her a dose of stimulant, but the few mages in the front robes with gold embroidery gave Seamus a wink, and he could only slump his shoulders and step forward.

Before he could even speak, he knelt down before Rhodes with a thud.

"Lord Rhodes, I was wrong about what happened in the past. Please forgive me."

It can't be said to be very sincere; it's more about a blank expression and no change in tone.

"What tricks are you playing?"

Among the mages in the golden robe and purple silk, an old man with a white beard that reached his chest snorted coldly at Sheamus and then bowed to Rhodes.

“Mr. Rhodes, my name is Nicholas Barnes, and I am a representative of the Board of Directors of Bahadur Magic Academy. On behalf of all the teachers and students of Bahadur Magic Academy, I apologize for all the offensive things Seamus did in Koshock Plains and Quartz Town. All the previous disputes were misunderstandings, and the school is willing to provide all compensation.”

"Let's be blunt, what do you want? I don't have much patience for your college."

"As expected of Mr. Rhodes, you speak your mind. It's like this: some time ago, the school received a report that Professor Vanessa had mysteriously disappeared. With her students' graduation defenses imminent, we had to investigate the astral remnants Professor Vanessa left behind in the academy. Their location is in the Twilight Hills."

Nicholas Barnston paused, glancing at the woman beside Rhodes.

The Protoss, Succubus, and Rabbit-people are clearly related.

"At the same time, we were also looking for someone to replace Professor Vanessa, but we unexpectedly discovered that Vanessa's research topic had a great deal of similarity to the new [Magic Network Prayer] function that the Goddess recently opened up for the Magic Network."

"Concerning the students' future, and because of the previous misunderstanding with Mr. Rhodes, we dared to hire an adventurer bard to search for her. Sure enough, we found Vanessa's trail in Coral Bay. It seems she is working for Mr. Rhodes?"

Throughout this time, he kept a close eye on Rhodes' expression, fearing that he might show signs of anger.

Rod's expression remained unchanged.

When he suggested giving Mystra the power of faith, he had already anticipated that the people at Bahadur Magic Academy would notice.

Compared to strengthening Mystra's magic net canopy, what is such a trivial matter as being harassed by Bahadur's people?
"That's right, Vanessa is mine now."

"That's wonderful! Vanessa is incredibly lucky to have found such a good master as Mr. Rhodes!"

"Can I be more direct?"

Nicholas Barnes gave a dry laugh:
"We noticed subtle manipulations in the operation of the [Magic Net Prayer Spell], initially suspecting it was being managed by a follower of the Goddess. However, after investigation, we discovered no one from the Magic Goddess Cult. Therefore, we boldly speculate that it was Mr. Rhodes, who once assisted Lady Mystra in defeating the Infernal Duke Asmodeus."
Mr. Rhodes, on behalf of the Board of Trustees, I humbly request your assistance in arranging for one of our scholars to become a Magic Network Administrator for their studies. This is for the sake of the future magical singularity, for the future real dimension, and for resisting the dangerous alternate dimension.

Done.

He led all the golden-robed mages in bowing to Rhodes, and their attitude was indeed sincere.

So?

Just because you're sincere doesn't mean I have to listen to you.
Are you trying to intimidate me with grand and righteous rhetoric like the magical singularity of the future, the dimension of reality, and resistance against other dimensions?
Rhodes glanced at Ona, the rabbit-woman who was staring in disbelief, and said with a smile, "They know their chances of winning aren't high. I have some connections with the Magic Control Alliance, so they probably wanted to get on their good side. But your six committee members are shrewd too. On the one hand, they were afraid I would take my anger out on them, and on the other hand, they thought I might agree. So they sent you here, who was unaware of the situation. Either way, it's a backup plan."

"I, Lady Yulia, would not..."

"It doesn't matter, I'll do whatever I want."

talking.

Rhode connected the Magic Network administrator's privileges to Ona. At the same time, the Magic Network canopy in the sky appeared from the clouds, and deep blue threads connected to Ona in front of everyone.

"This Rhodes?"

Ona's scarlet eyes widened.

"It's alright, I trust you."

Rhodes turned to look at Bahadur and the others, his eyes icy cold. "And your school's philosophy is in too much conflict with mine, so please get out."

The next moment, an immense pressure crashed down.

Nicholas Barnes' face turned ashen, and he took a step back, trembling.

(End of this chapter)