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

Chapter 733 Spiritual Arts for Choosing Age and Body Type
Later in the night.

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The sound of water falling activated a large patch of fluorescent moss on the ground, making it even brighter.

In the dim, blurry light, a half-deer-man could be seen leaning against a tree, panting and collapsing to the ground.

After dealing with the combination of Terry, Vivian, and Seele in the first half of the night, Rhodes was a little worried about Bond's condition, so he immediately arranged to meet with Xiao Ke.

"Shouldn't you be in heat by now?"

Seeing that Xiao Ke was in a good position, Rod walked over to her in a few steps.

During their mating season, the half-deer emits a beautiful and rich fragrance, especially in that area.

"It should be within the next few weeks."

Xiao Ke glanced at it with disgust.

But it's just talk.

Rod laughed:

"I like your expression right now, Xiao Ke."

"What did you call me?"

".?"

"What did you call me?"

"Wife?"

"Good boy/girl~~ keep calling me that."

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It's estimated that after being enslaved, Xiao Ke completely let loose and lived life to the fullest.

Rod pinched the deer ears that were dangling on her head: "Hey Ke, don't you think Bond's been acting a little strange lately?"

"That's right. She's growing so fast, I can't carry her anymore."

"This is one of the points. Has it been checked?"

"Callista said that little Bond has mastered a rather rare spiritual art, which allows him to choose to maintain the body shape of a certain age group. What's so good about being so big? I can hug him more often."

"Oh?"

There's such a thing as spiritual magic? That's quite novel.

Rod stroked his chin: "I always feel like she's not as lively as before. This time when she came back, she wasn't chattering away to me like she used to."

"Really? I don't see any difference. Maybe they've realized you're a complete pervert."

"It's almost dawn. I need to make breakfast for Bond and Tracy."

"It's not a big deal for them to skip a meal, especially Tracy, she's gotten so fat."

Coral Bay, Manor, School Building.

Coral Bay Estate was originally intended for commercial use.

But then I thought better of it. After having the large venue specially built for the Cloud Elf Lyra Star Language Concert, we didn't need any more space.

Currently, the entire Coral Bay Estate is a private property, and outsiders are prohibited from entering.

Rhodes glanced at the rows of miscast girls sitting in the classroom and Vanessa, the vampire who was focused on lecturing, but chose not to disturb them.

Led by the ghoul Penny, they headed towards the direction where the winged woman Caroline was imprisoned.

Well, it's embarrassing to admit.

Even though it's his own territory, Rhodes doesn't know the way.

Fortunately, they ran into Penny, who was training her troops in the manor square.

Although we don't know why she would lead a legion of undead overflowing with negative energy to train under the blazing sun.

The meat sizzled and crackled, emitting a pungent smell of rotting flesh. Rhodes even saw a ghost, thin as paper, about to vanish completely.

Then, after Rhodes called Penny over, those guys with only basic intelligence looked at Rhodes with immense joy.

"Senior Terry, what's your rank again?"

Penny swayed her hips in front, her alluring eyes and innocent, deathly pale face turning around, a hint of smugness in her expression.

The ghoul lady, who was unaware of Rhodes' return beforehand, dressed rather conservatively, unlike her previous glamorous and revealing appearance.

But the curves seemed to burst forth from beneath the violet robes that tightly bound her body.

Despite wearing a white bodice underneath and a robe on top, her prominent figure was still impossible to conceal.

The waist curves dramatically, then bursts into a full, rounded shape at the hips.

The slit in the violet robe was almost torn to the waist, and a pair of black shorts underneath tightly hugged her beeswax-colored thighs, with her two long legs alternating between light and shadow under the robe.

Terry scoffed, "Eighth rank, alright?"

"Oh, what a coincidence! I've had it for three days now too!"

Penny smiled broadly, glancing at Rhodes every now and then, seemingly trying to curry favor.

Rhodes smiled and said, "Alright, alright, I know you've made it to the eighth rank."

"Hey! I wasn't planning on saying that!"

The ghoul took a step back and casually tugged at Rhodes' sleeve.

Seeing that its owner didn't seem to mind, it hugged him tightly and chuckled foolishly all the way.

They arrived at the research lab where Caroline, a member of the Winged Race, was being held.

The elf Calliste was already waiting there.

Since he was affected by the Rose God's "Valley of Chastity" and self-destructed in the Flawless Crystal Land, this is the first time Rhodes has seen her again in so long.

Her skin was as flawless as porcelain, and her pointed ears peeked out from her golden hair, giving her a slightly sharp and delicate face.

The oversized white coat concealed most of her curves, but the fabric highlighting her rounded hips was enough to be pleasing to the eye.

Terry said cheekily, "Yo yo yo, isn't this the Sleeping Queen Kalis?"

Before she could finish speaking, Rod grabbed her cheek and forcibly muted her microphone.

A fleeting look of shame and anger crossed Calliste's delicate, snow-white face.

Her long, golden hair was piled up at the back of her head, with a small section of hair sticking up and trembling.

"Let's get back to the main topic and talk about our winged lady first."

Rod forcefully steered the conversation back on track.

He didn't want his relationship with the elf lady to deteriorate further; she was now unwilling to talk to Rhodes except for matters of business.

Looking at the large petri dish in the research room that reaches all the way to the ceiling, suspended in the center of the transparent nutrient solution, is none other than Caroline, the winged woman who was once controlled by the cardinal of the Church of Ego.

She only wrapped strips of cloth around her vital areas, her eyes were closed, and she had a slender figure.

Its wings were tattered and broken, with only a short section remaining.

Calliste looked at her and said coldly, "After a period of effort, I successfully suppressed the mental construct in her mind, and she has been able to regain basic consciousness."

talking.

She initiated a magical ritual on the console.

A tube extending into the winged man's nasal cavity began to flow blue liquid until it was injected into his lungs.

Caroline, a member of the Feathered Race, suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils almost overflowing with hatred and rage.

The nutrient solution was filled with phantoms.

"Igor's Religion!!!"

(End of this chapter)