This young master truly has the ambition of a hero.

This guy was using a language that Dick hadn't learned. Although he couldn't understand it, judging from the tone, it must have been quite vulgar.

After confirming that the three female ninjas had no trouble controlling the guy, Dick tossed a shotgun loaded with holy bullets to Lily, who had just removed her disguise, and told her to keep an eye on "Little Black" inside the barrier. He told her to leave the guy alone for a while and let him calm down inside the demon-sealing barrier, while he checked on Joel, who was frozen in place, to see if he could help her regain her mobility.

At this point, only Joel's eyeballs were still moving around.

Dick, half mischievous and half checking the situation, reached out and poked around her body. Seeing that her body was still limp, he ruled out the most dangerous petrification spell and figured she wouldn't be in any immediate danger. Then he used telekinesis to lift Joel and move her to the tent next door that hadn't been damaged in the battle.

As Dick passed the tent entrance, he saw a "grumpy old man" with a charming smile, arms crossed, looking at him with a half-smile. Dick immediately realized that this person was Tia in disguise. Because she hadn't removed the disguise, she was now in this state, deliberately using obviously feminine expressions and postures, which looked subtly disgusting.

"Young master, taking advantage of someone in distress is not the act of a gentleman."

"What nonsense are you talking about! How can you slander someone out of thin air? I'm just researching how to save people."

"Alright, I'll keep watch at the door and make sure no one disturbs your research."

By deliberately emphasizing the word "research," Dick, who hadn't originally intended to do anything, couldn't help but have some not-so-good thoughts.

It's all that "bad traveler's" fault; he corrupted his own heart.

After carrying Joel into the tent, Dick carefully placed him back on the ground, then looked Joel up and down with a serious expression. Joel's body, which was already fully developed at the age of twenty-five, was now fully grown.

From Joel's perspective, the strange thing trapping her is her own shadow.

At first, it only wrapped around one foot, then quickly wrapped around her whole body like vines, which made her unable to move.

But after Dick scanned her entire body with his mental power, he did not detect any evil forces until he noticed that Joel's pupils were strange. Her originally wine-red eyes had turned dark red, and he finally understood what the problem was.

It seems to be a kind of hallucinogenic evil magic. Joel is not unable to move, but he thinks he is unable to move.

Theoretically speaking, this kind of evil spell is not difficult to dispel, and doesn't even require magic; simply giving her enough stimulation will suffice. Moreover, allowing Joel to break free of the illusion herself will help temper her mental strength and increase her resistance to illusions.

Unable to contain his wicked thoughts any longer, Dick suddenly chuckled evilly.

"Yor, right now, within your field of vision, your body must be bound by something, which is why you can't move. Am I right?"

Unable to speak, Joel could only nod by moving his eyes up and down.

At that moment, Dick walked around behind her, stood on tiptoe, rested his chin on Joel's shoulder, and whispered reproachful but not harsh words in her ear in a very intimate tone.

"Yor, your performance in this operation has left me quite dissatisfied. Your reaction was indeed quick, and you shielded my substitute puppet from the sneak attack, but you fell victim to this rather low-level illusion and have been trapped ever since, which is a bit unreasonable. So... you shouldn't have any objections to being punished, right?"

As Dick spoke, he gently placed his hands on Joel's slender waist and began to play a rhythmic melody with his fingers on her soft side.

Joel's body trembled slightly, and tears welled up in his violently trembling pupils.

But these are not tears of grievance, but rather tears of laughter from being tickled by others and unable to stop it.

Moreover, Dick was practically pressed against Joel's back at that moment, and Joel, who had always subconsciously regarded Dick as his younger brother, suddenly felt a strange sensation.

Seeing that Joel's body reacted (in every sense of the word), Dick pressed on, his two not-so-clean little hands continuing their mischief. His left hand roamed over Joel's flat stomach, lifting the hem of her sweater, which had been neatly tucked into her skirt, and letting his warm fingertips directly touch the delicate skin peeking out from between her clothes. His right hand moved upwards, catching the edge of her breasts, outlining the beautiful, firm shape of Joel's chest, creating a strange human landscape called "breast pouches" on her sweater.

Without a doubt, Dick's current behavior is blatant sexual harassment, specifically workplace sexual harassment of a female subordinate by a superior. If it were a balding, obese middle-aged man, Joel would have already gone berserk and kicked him into the air.

But she didn't feel much aversion towards Dick; in fact... she even felt a little comfortable with him.

As a result, Dick, who wanted to stimulate Joel to break free of the illusion and take advantage of the situation, was stumped. He wondered if this level of stimulation was not enough.

So Dick decided to take it a step further, his hands moving even more aggressively. His left hand slipped under the skirt, invading the mysterious triangle area through the silky pantyhose, while his right hand grasped a soft, round nipple and gently kneaded it. Even through more than one layer of clothing, the incredible softness and elasticity were still astonishing.

Inhaling the faint fragrance of Joel's fair neck, Dick judged from the trembling in her body that she was just one step away from breaking free of the illusion.

So he secretly checked to make sure that the amulets on his body were still working, and then he felt relieved.

He silently grabbed the hem of Joel's shirt with both hands, lifted it up, and flipped up the sweater, shirt, and bra, exposing the two snow-white peaches to the air, and then grabbed them.

And Joel finally broke free from the illusion of a comfortable body under the repeated stimulation.

But once she regained her mobility, Joel didn't immediately go berserk. Instead, she let out a very cute moan, then her legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the spot in a duck-like position. Her face, which was so red it was almost dripping blood, showed an abnormally dazed expression.

Just as Dick had worried, Joel, as a "weak woman" with little resistance to supernatural forces, was indeed easily manipulated by mind control spells. Dick, on the other hand, as a succubus with only a quarter bloodline, possessed charm abilities that were in no way weaker than those of his pure-blooded counterparts.

This leads to a very awkward problem.

Joel was equally powerless against Dick's "charm".

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Author's note: The medication did alleviate my previous insomnia, but I still feel drowsy during the day. Fortunately, I only have four days' worth left.

Chapter 046: A Little Incident That Almost Got In

Good news, Joel has successfully broken free of the illusion on his own.

The bad news is, she just escaped the old one and then got a new one.

As one of the summoned beings beside Dick, Joel's existence is like the ceiling for "ordinary people." She has no special abilities, but relies purely on her incredible physical strength and superb martial arts skills to achieve combat power comparable to a high-level warrior. She has pure strength and speed at A-level and magic resistance at 0.

Dick's situation was the opposite. He had extremely high magical talent, but his body developed slowly, so he was about the same age as an ordinary twelve or thirteen-year-old boy... except for a certain part (after all, he was a succubus).

So Joel, now under the spell, suddenly flipped over and pushed Dick, who was almost within reach, down, like a tigress in the hunt, pinning her seemingly "delicious" prey beneath her.

"Damn it, I messed up!"

Dick, who had been tackled, thought to himself, "This is bad." He had only meant to play a prank, but he had accidentally gone too far and caused Joel to go berserk.

He was about to chant a spell to help Joel regain consciousness when the frail woman above him suddenly sank down and covered his mouth with her milky white snowflakes.

It's a pretty good "anti-magic physical technique," but it's not very suitable for use against enemies.

"Young master, you are so cute, just like a baby."

Watching Dick wriggle and struggle in her arms, Joel, in her seductive state, revealed a bewitching smile that was completely different from her usual innocent image.

In fact, although Joel is a naturally beautiful but somewhat regrettable woman, she is not a complete novice who knows nothing about sex. Right now, under her charm, she is extremely excited!

Dick, who was being suppressed by physical skills, soon felt a chill in his lower body, and then was rubbed between the thighs of Joel, who was covered by black stockings.

Dick was truly speechless. While he wasn't a carnivore, he was by no means an ascetic either. He was quite happy to occasionally have "deep conversations" with his beautiful female subordinates. And when faced with someone more assertive like Black Gunner, he could learn from the third brother and enjoy the pleasures of being "passive."

But the situation is different now. Joel is known for his lack of restraint, and Dick's amulets are flashing wildly all over his body. He feels like he can't breathe.

This really got Dick into a panic. He thought to himself that if he were accidentally killed by Joel, who was under her spell, then the joke would be in serious trouble.

Just then, Hongye's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"My lord, are you there? I need your..."

Because it was urgent, and because Dick was usually quite casual with his close female confidantes, Hongye lifted the curtain and entered the tent while talking. The first thing she saw was a nearly naked Joel pinning Dick down, her long, black-stockinged legs writhing.

Mistakenly thinking she had disturbed her master's "good time," Hongye blushed instantly. Just as she was about to back out, she saw Dick slapping the carpet on his body with one hand, a gesture that looked just like a wrestler's surrender gesture.

Hongye was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously observed for a few more moments before realizing that something was wrong.

"My lord!!!"

Red Leaf rushed up and delivered a karate chop to the back of Joel's neck, knocking her unconscious. She then pushed Joel's body aside, allowing Dick to see the light of day again.

It is very dangerous for a mage to be approached by a warrior... in every sense of the word!

The rescued Dick was panting heavily. He pulled out a bunch of amulets he had prepared to deal with the assassination attempt from his collar. There were three physical defense amulets, one of which was completely shattered into dust, and the other two were also covered with fine cracks, looking fragile and ready to break at any moment.

Seeing this, Dick thought to himself, "Good heavens!" He was glad he had been well-prepared and had escaped with his life. He couldn't help but sigh at how hard it was for Joel's brother to suffer.

"My lord, what has happened? How could Miss Joel..."

"It's a long story, but I take full responsibility."

"what?"

A minor incident that almost got interrupted made all three people present quite embarrassed.

Although Joel regained his senses, the memories of being bewitched did not disappear; instead, they were miraculously preserved intact, making Joel wish he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Momiji is also troubled by the fact that her "distractions" have been deepened again. Unlike the Kasumi and Ayane sisters from the main story, she comes from "fan works". Therefore, compared to Momiji from the main story, she is actually easier to deal with in some aspects.

Therefore, she is the one among the three female ninjas who has the highest level of affection for Dick.

It's no exaggeration to say that although Momiji wouldn't actively seek pleasure, if Dick were to offer her the same service he had with Belfast and Rita, she would most likely not refuse.

Just as Hongye was lost in thought, Dick, having changed into new trousers, emerged from behind the screen. The old trousers that Joel had ripped apart with brute force had been burned to ashes by him using magic.

Seeing the somewhat awkward atmosphere in the tent, Dick coughed lightly and said something.

"Ahem, it's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore. Hongye, you wanted to see me?"

"Uh... oh yes, that shadowy figure, he just revealed his true form."

"Oh! Is it a person or a ghost?"

"I don't know, that guy... we can't say what race he is, you'd better go and take a look."

Hearing what Hongye said, Dick immediately became interested and came to the edge of the barrier with Hongye.

Inside the demon-sealing barrier, the shadowy figure transformed into a emaciated little monster with a humanoid physique but with dry, grayish-blue skin like tree bark, sharp teeth, and a pair of bony antlers on its head.

Upon seeing the guy's true face, Dick couldn't immediately recognize his race.

"Could it be that deer-headed spirits can interbreed with humans?"

The assassin in front of him was almost certainly from the Deer Head Gang. Dick knew that their leader, or rather, their high priest Karem, was an orc, but orcs didn't look like this!

Because of the presence of a private army controlling the area, although the villagers gathered around after hearing the commotion, they were still some distance away from the demon-sealing barrier.

Dick could tell that the strange man was actually very weak at the moment. The previous shadowy man mode seemed to be a time-limited transformation, so now that the time limit had expired, he had turned back into a physical form and was in a state of weakness.

So Dick had the female ninjas dispel the demon-sealing barrier, and the instant the barrier opened, he used telekinesis to hold down the monster who was trying to escape and stuff him into a metal cage. Only then did he instruct the guards to let the villagers come and see if anyone knew what it was.

"Go and fetch Carracci."

Caraccio was quickly summoned. He was outside the village when the incident occurred. He learned that the governor had been assassinated but the assassin had been captured. He also looked at the monster in the cage with a puzzled expression.

Caraccio didn't know much about the Deer Head Gang, only that they were a group of cultists who worshipped a so-called Deer Head God. Caraccio felt aversion towards them and didn't want to have much contact with them, so naturally he couldn't be bothered to listen to their incessant ramblings about their intimidating doctrines.

However, some villagers did know a bit about them, and some had even been tricked by the Deer Head Gang into believing in the Deer Head God for a while. Later, they realized that these guys were too evil, and there wasn't much benefit to be gained from following their religion, so they abandoned their evil ways and came to the Valley of No Name to hang out with Carajo.

According to their cult doctrines, the Deer-Headed God is indeed a larger version of the Deer-Headed Spirit, but not an ordinary Deer-Headed Spirit; rather, he is the oldest Deer-Headed Spirit ancestor in the world.

The stag-headed spirits are a high-level monster that has survived from ancient times. Legend has it that they were once an intelligent race, a branch of the elves that worshipped nature.

However, unlike the relatively peaceful Druid sect, this branch of the clan was more extreme. Instead of advocating harmony with nature, they advocated "complete" integration into nature. Then, they used some unknown methods to twist themselves into stag-headed spirits.

The stag-headed spirit has a bizarre body that is a mixture of plant and animal forms. It usually roams deep in the forest and will indiscriminately kill any intelligent creature that enters the forest. It will pierce intruders with its outstretched vines, hang them up, and disembowel them.

However, the stag-headed spirit does not consume the flesh and blood of these intruders; instead, it turns them into fertilizer to nourish the vegetation in the forest. It is a magical puppet-like creature similar to the stone golem and troll, requiring no food or water, surviving solely by absorbing magical energy.

Due to its unique form of existence and its formidable fighting power that inspires fear, some people do indeed believe it to be a "guardian of the forest," and will proactively offer prayers before entering the forest, begging the forest spirit to spare their lives.

Dick initially thought the Deer Head Gang was a similar "Deer Head Cult," but now it seems that the Deer Head God they worship might actually be giving them some "blessings."

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Author's note: I haven't been feeling well these past few days. I've been getting plenty of sleep but I'm still dizzy. I'll be taking half the medication as the doctor advised.

Regarding Joel's arrangements, she will next undergo a series of "special (teasing) training" sessions with Master Dick, focusing on strengthening her mental resilience.

Chapter 047: There's no need to talk about chivalry when dealing with crooked and evil ways.

In this world, there are indeed some orthodox gods with great power, but because they are too powerful, they are worried that they might accidentally interfere with or even destroy the mortal world that gave birth to them. So they created a subspace called "God Realm" and lived there together.

While the self-isolation of the gods may seem like a benevolent act to vulnerable mortals, in essence, the gods are also considering their own practical interests.

Although gods do not live on food and drink, they need faith from mortals. To them, the human world is like a wheat field or pasture.

Unless they don't want to live anymore, no god would go down to the mortal world and cause trouble.

Even if a god occasionally wants to take a stroll, he descends in an avatar rather than his true form, because the gods have jointly placed a restriction on the entire mortal world, which will exclude those whose strength exceeds a certain limit, unless he chooses to seal himself like the god of winter, Ajax.

However, besides these powerful orthodox gods, there are also some evil creatures in this world who claim to be gods but are not qualified to enter the realm of gods.

These second-rate deities mostly originate from folk legends or are ancient and unique monsters. They are generally referred to as "false gods" by traditional churches that believe in orthodox gods. Some of them may also possess some characteristics similar to gods, such as absorbing faith and bestowing blessings upon believers.

Respectable people generally don't believe in these strange and false gods. Some of these false gods are actually vicious and cruel evil spirits, and thus they gradually become what people call "evil gods".

Dick figured that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Deer Head Gang's situation would likely be similar.

It's worth mentioning that Caraccio confessed to Dick that he and Karem, the leader of the Deer Head gang, were actually related by blood. Caraccio's grandfather was Karem's maternal grandfather, and the two were cousins.