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

Chapter 731 Daphne's Pride and Bond's Change
Finally it's quiet.

Have Yuna send someone to take the Winged Crystal Clan kids to the Starshine Mine to investigate.

Rod then led the girls toward the expanded planting area.

Have you grown a little too fast lately?

He held up Bond's head with his palm, which was already up to his own chin.

Thinking back to more than half a year ago.

The little guy got scolded by Calliste for not doing well on his magic homework, and then he curled up in her arms and cried.

Bond walked with his hands behind his back, his obviously new boots clicking as he went.

She chuckled, glanced at Rod's profile, and then immediately looked down again.

Her brown hair was casually tied into seven or eight quirky braids of varying sizes, bouncing along with her steps.

The misunderstanding has been cleared up.

I don't know if it's because we haven't seen each other for more than half a month, or because the girl has grown up, but I feel that she is a bit distant.

Rod couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

She's a grown-up now; sooner or later she'll have to distance herself from him.

The troubles of adolescence are not necessarily few; perhaps we should find an opportunity to talk to Xiao Ke about them?
He glanced back at Daphne, who was following behind him.

This veteran ninth-tier expert, who had almost been devoured by the Rose Evil God, remained unfazed, staring directly at Rhodes with a slight smile.

And so.

This guy seems to be copying Vivian's style; he somehow got his hands on a similar linen vest and put it on.

But she was too skinny and couldn't fill out the figure at all; she was nowhere near as good as Vivian.

Huh?
Why does the stain on the collar look so much like the one I lost before? (One of the used items that Chris, the Banshee, confiscated and sold)

"Has the injury healed?"

Rhodes gave a fairly gentle smile.

Daphne nodded: "Your woods are beautiful, I plan to stay here permanently."

Terry scoffed, "The owner of this forest has the final say. Whether you stay long or not, you can come and go as you please."

"Forests belong to nature, not to humankind."

The ninth-level expert said matter-of-factly.

"Then there's no need to talk about it. Master, let's beat her up, then hang her on a beam and let her watch us lingering day and night, and then die of water."

No one dies from drowning.

"A succubus would do that~~ If I could only watch my master without being able to eat, I'd definitely drool to death, the kind where both mouths would be drooling at the same time~~"

Shut up, or I'll punch you if you don't pass the review.

Daphne hesitated for a moment: "In return, I can engage in human reproduction with you."

Bond immediately pulled her hand and advised, "No, Daphne, girls shouldn't use this kind of thing to make a deal. Rhodes certainly wouldn't want to make a deal with a girl who doesn't value her own body."

talking.

She gave Rhodes a bright, innocent smile.

"Right, Rhodes?"

The sunlight was partially blocked by the treetops, casting her entire face in shadow, giving her an inexplicable air of a smiling tiger.

Although Rod himself has actually made quite a few such trades.

But at this moment, in front of Bond, one still needs to maintain a certain adult dignity.

“You can stay permanently, but you need to protect not only the forest, but also Quartz Town and Coral Bay outside the forest.”

"I don't protect the city."

"Then I'll have no choice but to kick you out."

"Yes! Kick him out!"

"Terry egged them on," Terry said.

Daphne looked at the man in front of her, recalling the sword strike that had almost cleaved her body in two in the Flawless Crystal Land.

Still shook his head.

"I will not protect the city, but in exchange, I can give each of you a precious treasure."

talking.

She opened her palm, and six seeds radiating spiritual light lay quietly in her hand.

Rhodes, Terry, Vivian, Bond, Tracy, and even the little sword girl, Xiao Ren, are included.

The group looked over, but remained indifferent.

She gave a faint smile: "Perhaps you haven't seen this before, but it's a spirit seed, a rare item in this world, capable of infinitely enhancing one's innate abilities." *Whoosh—*

Rhodes pulled out a handful of identical spirit seeds from his spell bag.

Daphne stared in astonishment, her eyes widening, and the atmosphere paused slightly.

Terry grabbed one, popped it into her mouth, and crunched it down.

"Sorry, we're tired of eating this stuff. We just throw it away for fun."

Needless to say, Terry, Vivian, and Bond all get their share, and even Tracy the squirrel usually manages to get a few.

She blinked her round, squirrel-like eyes and looked up at Daphne.

"I remember Daphne was a pretty famous ninth-tier tree spirit a few hundred years ago, right? Is she really that stingy?"

Daphne froze.

A touch of pink crept up from her neck to her ears.

Rod added fuel to the fire: "If this is all the sincerity Miss Daphne has, then forget it. Our forest has plenty."

"Wait a minute"

Daphne's face stiffened. "I agree to your terms, but in return, you can't touch me."

"Of course, you don't think you're that attractive, do you? You're so bland."

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From the moment they first met until just now, she had always had a good impression of the man in front of her (due to her Child of Nature skill), and even thought that there was nothing wrong with engaging in reproductive activities.

However, her shameful behavior due to excessive arrogance aroused her rare tree spirit emotions!

Damn man!
Bond, however, noticed Rhodes's disdain for the dry, uninspired expression and his eyes lit up.
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The plan to expand the planting area is to extend the Windwall Forest to Coral Bay, where there is still a large gap.

As the main force in planting trees, Vivian focuses on communicating with the trees and is unwilling to delegate tasks to others. Even when she does help, she is only willing to help girls who are related to Rhodes, so progress is not very fast.

Rod didn't care; he always enjoyed watching girls help plant trees.

This is not.

Upon arrival, I saw Tifflins Cecilia and the orc Amy chatting and planting trees in the distance.

The chat content was also rather strange.

Amy asked, "If fruit trees can grow fruit trees, then can beef trees also grow beef?"

Cecilia seemed to be thinking for a while, as if considering something.

The final answer was full of encouragement:
"It's possible! Although there isn't such a tree yet, maybe Amy will develop it in the future."

"Oh no!"

From Yuna's daily report, Rhodes learned that the relationship between the two had been going fairly well recently.

In addition to being an adventurer, Cecily also works part-time as a squad leader in the Sheriff's Division in Coral Bay.

Coincidentally, these two jobs are the kind that involve frequent clashes.

Ever since Rod stopped paying much attention to her, Amy has developed a love for picking fights everywhere.

I don't know where he learned the skill of provoking people (most likely from the banshee Chris), but he often eats for free from street vendors and gets people into fights.

The vendor isn't stupid either.

Amy is a tall, burly green-skinned orc, and she's also a woman connected to Rhodes. No one would dare touch her; the only option is to call the sheriff.

The sheriff wasn't stupid either.

Who the hell dares to deal with Rod's people?
After a while, they all started asking Sai Xier for help.

Cecilia is a very ambitious girl.

It goes without saying how much experience you can gain from fighting against warriors at the early stage of the eighth rank.

Moreover, Amy is a prime example of instinctive combat, which puts her reaction time in a very demanding test.

Naturally, the two started fighting every few days, and their relationship gradually became familiar.

"Oh, it's Rod!"

I heard Amy's cry.

"where?!"

Cecilia looked up in surprise, her gaze immediately fixed on Rhodes.

Her pomegranate-red skin gleamed like amber in the sunlight.

Sweat trickled down her taut abdomen and disappeared at the edge of her rough linen shorts.

Even though the fabric was slightly loose, it barely covered the full thighs, fitting snugly and slightly constricting the flesh.

The rhythmic swaying of her hips and waist during work was undeniable, both wild and innocent.

(End of this chapter)