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Chapter 95: You've really been underestimated.

Rhodes felt that Lucius's reasoning made a lot of sense, and he was almost convinced.

If he weren't involved, he probably would have believed it.

But Lucius had already paved the way for him to be "bewitched and held hostage by a succubus," so he couldn't expose him on the spot.

In this situation, saying more would only lead to more questions and suspicions. It would be better to try to evade the issue.

Let this misunderstanding continue.

After all, the development of this story is indeed too absurd and bizarre; even if it were told, no one would believe it.

Just as Rhodes breathed a slight sigh of relief and was about to play dumb to the end, Lucius's voice rang out again: "Even if you are a bit smarter than others, you are still just an ordinary person in the end, and you can't possibly fight against that bastard."

"Actually, I—" Rhodes opened his mouth subconsciously, wanting to explain that he wasn't that weak at all, but before he could finish speaking, Lucius raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Don't force yourself, I understand," Lucius patted him heavily on the shoulder, his tone full of comfort. "After all, she's a succubus."

Seeing that Rhodes looked sullen and not very good-looking, Lucius waved his hand and smiled sarcastically: "It's human nature, I can understand."

What have you understood?

Thinking of Aphrodite's strength, Rhodes couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He had actually fought Aphrodite before, and he felt that her strength was just so-so.

She's not strong either.

Why does he think that someone with Aphro's strength can control him?

'

Rhodes cursed inwardly, but he was now speechless and could only wear an ugly expression of unspeakable bitterness on his face, lowering his head to avoid Lucius's gaze.

"What? You're not convinced?"

Lucius smiled teasingly, his tone tinged with amusement: "Don't let their delicate appearance fool you, those succubi are the most skilled at bewitching people among the demons. They are born with a mastery of soul-snatching and mind-controlling techniques. Ordinary people can't resist such mental manipulation."

"Any ordinary person would lose their composure if they were entangled with you, and you would be led around by the nose by them. It's not something shameful for you."

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Rod stared at him silently.

You've really been looked down upon.

He now wields the power of the Swift Ranger, combined with Alina's power, and his strength has been steadily increasing through his adventures and battles over the past few months. He is far from the ordinary person that Lucius described as someone who can be easily manipulated.

I should find a time to fight him.

"However, that's a succubus that most people have never seen before," he said, putting his arm around Rhodes' shoulder and chuckling mischievously. "If word got out, I bet quite a few people would envy your good fortune with women, tsk tsk tsk————"

"Don't worry," Lucius said, seeing Rhodes's downcast and silent demeanor. He assumed Rhodes was ashamed to talk about something that had been exposed. "I'll keep this a secret for you. I won't even mention it to Garen."

"Of course, you shouldn't go around telling everyone, lest you get yourself into trouble." His eyes flickered, and his tone suddenly became more serious as he instructed Rhodes.

Although he had figured out the whole story, it involved criminals being hunted by the Vatican. If this matter were to be exposed, Rhodes' awkward situation could easily lead to him being used as a scapegoat.

"Okay." Rhodes nodded. "But will you be alright?"

"Me? What could possibly happen to me? Just a mere bastard child with a restriction placed on him—" Lucius retorted instinctively with a ferocious expression, then his brow relaxed. "Don't even mention me, even you would be fine."

"I have ordered my subordinates to seal off the entire underground passage and conduct a thorough search. We will find her sooner or later in this Misty City."

'

Hearing this, Rod couldn't help but feel worried about Alina and the others.

If he hadn't dispelled the fusion and instead faced Lucius head-on in his Windranger form—

Who has a higher probability of winning?

It must be his Swift Ranger, right?

After all, the Swift Ranger is agile and has strong output, and the bow has a larger output range, so it can kite and maneuver back and forth with a clumsy individual like Lucius.

"What are you thinking about?" Lucius nudged his arm lightly when he saw him still lost in thought, his tone teasing but his eyes fixed on his expression. "You're not still thinking about that bastard—by the way, what do you think of that succubus's appearance and personality?"

These words, seemingly casual and joking, were actually Lucius's way of secretly observing Rhodes's expression, taking the opportunity to test his feelings about the bastard, and to judge whether he had developed any unusual feelings for the demons or harbored any secret intentions.

Rod snapped out of his daze and glanced at him indifferently: "I'm thinking about when I can find an opportunity to secretly beat you up in a sack."

"You little brat—" Lucius was taken aback, then burst into laughter, "Alright, I'll be waiting for you to come and beat me up."

"As for that succubus—although she's very beautiful, she doesn't seem very strong, and as for her personality—" Rhodes thought of the cemetery that Aphrodite had destroyed, and his face darkened, "She's terrible."

"Hahaha—" Seeing Rhodes's disgusted expression, Lucius wholeheartedly agreed, "That's why our Church must eradicate such an evil and chaotic race."

He had initially been wary that Rhodes might be bewitched by the succubus and secretly favor the demons, but this current situation has completely confirmed his suspicions.

Rhodes was simply coerced by the evil magic and had no good feelings towards the succubus. Given his break from control, he shouldn't be secretly colluding with her.

"Let's go, it's not safe to stay here any longer."

Seeing that Rhodes had recovered, Lucius nodded to him, signaling him to follow.

The two hadn't gone far when two figures clad in Papal light armor and wielding holy spears approached them. They were knights who had been summoned to patrol and search this area together.

The two men walked in unison, their gazes sweeping over Lucius before landing on Rhodes, who was standing to the side, exhausted and dressed in worn-out gray clothes. They stopped and stepped forward to ask him the usual questions.

Rhodes glanced at Lucius beside him out of the corner of his eye. He had just seen Lucius pursue alone, while the knights in front of him were all traveling in pairs. He was puzzled as to why only he was different.

Generally, those who act alone are either too arrogant and don't think that a mere demon can threaten them, or they are so confident in their own strength that they don't need to team up with others.

"Tsk."

Lucius clicked his tongue without making a sound, then quickly gave Rhodes a subtle look, signaling him to shut up and not say anything more, before taking a half-step forward on his own.

The two knights immediately bowed to him, and one of them reported, "Lord Lucius, we just received a signal to surround this place, and the demonic aura we were tracking has vanished without a trace. Have you made any progress on your end?"

"And—who is this? Your friend?" Another knight with a simple and honest face asked, looking at Rhodes behind Lucius with a puzzled expression.

Lucius casually pointed to Rhodes, who was hanging his head behind him, and said in a calm and gentle tone, "He's just a stranded passerby I rescued earlier. He looks like he's been frightened and exhausted. I was thinking of taking him away from this search area to prevent that bastard from harming him."

The two subordinates exchanged a glance, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes. They looked Rhodes up and down, and seeing his weak appearance, they didn't press for details. They bowed and replied, "Understood, sir. We will continue our investigation towards the sewers."

"Don't worry too much about it. I just happened to run into it," Lucius waved his hand and casually advised, "It's okay if you can't find it. It's getting late. That bastard is cunning. The sewers have many side passages and the humidity is thick, which will obscure his presence. It will be difficult to pinpoint his whereabouts in a short time. There's no need to waste your energy chasing after him."

The two knights acknowledged the order, bowed again, and turned to continue their search along the alleyway toward the sewer entrance.

Once the footsteps of his subordinates had completely faded away, Lucius explained in a low voice, "It wasn't convenient to mention our relationship to outsiders just now, to avoid implicating you in the subsequent Vatican records and causing unnecessary questioning. Don't take it to heart."

Rod gave a soft "hmm," his expression unreadable, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two walked slowly out of the blockade of the streets set up by the knights, and the omnipresent sense of oppression around them finally subsided.

"I'll leave you here; I need to go back and check on things."

"Um."

"Oh, right." Lucius stopped and casually took a small bag of coins from his waist pouch, tossing it into Rhodes' hand.

The soft clinking of metal filled the palm of my hand; the amount inside was enough for most people to live comfortably for many days without worrying about food or drink.

"Take it, find a nearby hotel to rest for the night," he said, waving his hand before Rod could refuse. "You can pay me back when you have the money."

"But I—" Rod looked at the money bag in his hand, intending to say that he had a home to return to, but was immediately interrupted.

"Go back to the cemetery? Forget about it," Lucius said seriously, not forgetting to warn, "You absolutely must not go near the cemetery area anytime soon. The entire area is heavily guarded by the Vatican. If you approach rashly, you will only be stopped and questioned, causing yourself a lot of trouble for nothing."

"Alright." Rhodes always listened to advice and wouldn't be stubborn in something like this.

only----

Aphrodite probably won't be able to restore the cemetery anytime soon.

"Get some rest. If anything goes wrong, I'll find a way to contact you." After saying that, Lucius turned around and went back to the area he was searching to continue coordinating his men's pursuit.

"call----"

Rod watched him walk away, then turned to look at a dimly lit, inexpensive tavern on the street corner, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The shop was bustling with noise, and the aroma of smoke mixed with beer and meat wafted through the air.

Several wooden tables were set up in the lobby on the first floor, filled with all sorts of adventurers. Some were wiping their weapons, while others were loudly boasting about their adventures outside the city. The sounds of drinking games, laughter, and shouting rose and fell.

Most of the people coming and going were covered in dust and had scratches from knives and swords, and no one paid any attention to the unremarkable person who pushed open the door to take over the household.

After all, Rhodes, dressed in faded gray clothes stained with mud, blended into the crowd, looking somewhat humble but not conspicuous.

This cheap little shop, which is basically a place for low-level adventurers to stay, doesn't have the audacity to nitpick about whether its customers are dressed properly.

He walked to the counter, handed over the coins he had, and asked for a cheap room.

He didn't plan to use the money Lucius gave him, since he already owed the other party enough.

Moreover, he has long been capable of making money and is no longer as short of money as he used to be.

"You're lucky, kid, this is the only one left."

After counting the money he gave him, the shopkeeper casually tossed him an old brass key, pointed towards the stairs, and then turned to attend to other customers, not giving Rod another glance.

Clutching the cold key, Rod avoided the noisy patrons and climbed the creaking wooden stairs alone.

Throughout the entire first-floor lobby, not a single gaze lingered on him for more than a moment.

His unremarkable figure and unassuming attire blended completely into the noisy and chaotic crowd.

They quietly went up to the second floor, pushed open the door to the small and simple guest room, closed the door, and slightly blocked out the noise from downstairs.

The small guest room was dimly lit. The wooden bed creaked as Rod sat down quietly, his mind sinking into the depths of his consciousness. Through the connection between him and Alina, he carefully sensed the atmosphere on the other side.

Two faint yet clear threads of perception were intertwined, and Alina led Aphro through the underground sewers, the once vast distance gradually shrinking.

They are moving closer to their location.

Rod felt relieved and immediately got up and walked to the window.

The old wooden window made a slight scraping sound when he pushed it open. He peered down and saw that the alleyway at the base of the wall was empty, with no patrolling knights or passersby stopping.

call out--

He braced himself against the windowsill, deftly flipped down, and landed silently on the ground, disappearing into the shadows of the building's side as he waited quietly.

On the other side, in the deep, damp sewers, Alina half-supported and half-carried Aphrodite, who was still half-conscious, as they continued forward.

Aphrodite strained to use a faint magical aura to conceal their figures, along with the [Ring of Nature] that Rhodes had given her before their parting.

Enveloped in a thick, secretive aura, the two lost their precise tracking marks. Coupled with the crisscrossing underground routes, they managed to barely shake off their pursuers.

Even so, she remained vigilant, constantly alert to her surroundings, and dared not relax for a moment.

"call----"

After looking around and making sure no one was nearby, Alina slowed her pace slightly.

She nervously tucked her loose blonde hair back into her hood, afraid that someone would notice something.

She, possessing the noble blood of an elf, was actually planning to escape with a demon—

Even if she's only a half-demon, this is still too unbelievable!

"It's all that bastard Rod's fault!" Alina couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Why did you have to provoke her for no reason?

Now look what's happened, all this trouble has come from...

Even so, it was her own choice, and she can only accept her current unfortunate situation.

Besides, it seems that Aphrodite was the one who took the initiative to approach Rhodes in the first place.

Thinking of this, Alina looked at Aphrodite with a burning hatred.

So it's all that succubus's fault!