Chapter 22: Someone Wants to Steal the Home!

Deep mountains and old forests.

A dilapidated mountain stronghold, a bit like a tribe of early Gao Lu barbarians.

After Aetius suppressed the Bagaudae rebellion, many rebel troops fled to the vicinity of Belgic Gao Lu. Anyway, wherever there were deep mountains and old forests, they would drill into them. They were a group of slaves and bankrupts united together to survive. In the future, because they had no place to stay, these people would go to join forces like the Franks, Visigoth Kingdom, Germanic barbarians, etc., finally making these barbarians much stronger and supplementing a large number of young and strong labor and sources of troops.

Even in the barren deep mountains and old forests, these Bagaudae still forcibly opened up some land in the mountain gullies to grow some food and vegetables.

Someone had already rushed back to notify others.

Deng Ken led the horse forward and could see many women, children, and the elderly coming to help transport supplies. These people were all sallow and thin, and they were all overjoyed to see the food brought back.

"There are still many women, children, and the elderly; the roots of this group of Bagaudae haven't gone bad yet."

If the stronghold were all young and strong, then their roots might have already gone bad.

Then he would have to use a heavy fist!

Suppress them fiercely.

Strictly speaking, they were all refugees who fled here three years ago. The rebel troops were only a small part, and more were homeless refugees. The imperial army had always been ruthless enough to themselves, and they wouldn't be soft at all when slaughtering their own towns.

The population of this stronghold was only six or seven hundred. If there were more, they wouldn't be able to feed these people.

The Bagaudae group was an extremely scattered group. In the past few decades, they were mainly composed of bankrupts who lost their land but were unwilling to be slaves and serfs. Every time they revolted, they would wrap up some farmers, serfs, and herdsmen. Finally, when they failed, they would flee to the deep mountains and old forests to hide, and after a period of time when their strength recovered, they would emerge again.

So they were scattered and numerous.

The empire always had people going bankrupt, and the low-status people at the bottom of society were squeezed clean one by one. If they still had a spirit of resistance, some people would flee and join them.

"Lord Deng Ken."

Kveto led the horses, let others take care of them, and led the group to the largest wooden house.

There was actually no substantial leader here.

Because they were three groups of refugees who gathered together and finally chose to settle down nearby. (Aetius slaughtered the rebel troops on a scale, and only small groups of rebel troops could possibly escape.)

Under the God's-eye view.

There were no red hostile markers in the entire stronghold. Most were blue markers, those Bagaudae rebel troops, some turned from green markers to blue markers, but some were still green markers.

They should have surrendered.

If Deng Ken hadn't taken action in this battle, the Bagaudae rebel troops would have collapsed completely.

"Still okay."

Within Deng Ken's field of vision, many were labeled as 'Bagaudae Mountain Folk'.

Night fell.

Someone sent food, and Raven Queen-Triss smelled it and signaled that there was no problem.

There was a Druid and two witches in the team. If someone wanted to poison them, they would have to be the grandmaster. Moreover, under Deng Ken's God's-eye view, he didn't see any hostile unit markers at all.

Eat.

The mountain folk slaughtered a sheep, let the cook roast it, and sent it over. Those mountain folk even knelt and held it up to Deng Ken.

First, they offered the most delicious sheep hind leg to Deng Ken, and then offered the sheep foreleg to Raven Queen-Triss.

The female slave saved from the bandit stronghold consciously stood up to serve, pouring water and wine, cutting mutton, and Raven Queen-Triss didn't have a big appetite. Before Witch Anya stood up, she had already come to Deng Ken's side, naturally helping him cut mutton and placing it on an earthen plate.

Anya had just stood up and could only sit down unwillingly, watching Deng Ken sitting in the seat of honor and wolfing down his food.

She looked at Raven Queen-Triss with a gloomy gaze.

Severus drank and ate meat, looked at Raven Queen-Triss, then looked at Witch Anya, lowered his head and continued to wolf down his food. He was a wounded person, concentrating on eating, not daring to ask more.

It was very normal at first.

Until Deng Ken finished a whole sheep and several poultry, Witch Anya couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise. The mountain folk serving outside the hall exclaimed, and many ran over to peek, and some even spoke in barbarian language, the meaning roughly being warrior, hero, and an ancient title for a specific figure in some legendary story.

The mountain folk didn't believe Deng Ken defeated the enemy alone at first.

But when they saw Deng Ken eat the food of ten people in one breath, these mountain folk believed it instead, because the warriors in barbarian legends were also like this, for example, Beowulf.

Kveto now bowed respectfully whenever he saw Deng Ken.

"Finally had a full meal."

Deng Ken's health bar was now about twice as long as when he started, which was twice the health bar of an ordinary person, close to the barbarian berserker he met at the beginning.

Full of wine and food.

Naturally, he had to rest well.

Deng Ken also had to consider how to go next, because the chaotic times were coming soon.

Night was getting deep.

Deng Ken was thinking about what to do next in the room. Because of his vigilance, he was resting under the God's-eye view, while the human body was dozing on the bed.

The group lived in the largest wooden house in the stronghold, and the mountain folk brought good sheepskin to make beds and quilts.

In the projection screen.

Raven Queen-Triss appeared outside the door silently, and Deng Ken immediately asked the human body to get up, open the door, and welcome her in.

The witch sat by the window and said softly: "Are you going to recruit these Bagaudae?"

Deng Ken nodded slightly and said: "Hmm."

He sat opposite Raven Queen-Triss and said in a deep voice: "The British Isles are facing the Saxon invasion. It will be very difficult for us to gain a foothold there with just a few of us."

Deng Ken was strong now, but facing a hundred-person scale of Saxon barbarians, he would still have to retreat tactically.

A person's power is ultimately limited.

Especially in war.

He continued: "The Celts may not be able to tolerate us, and I don't want to live under someone else's roof."

"The British Isles have several Celtic kingdoms and many tribal leaders. Even if I take action to help them, I may not be able to build a foundation."

"We are a group of outsiders."

"Without our own team, how can we gain a foothold there."

"Moreover..."

Deng Ken said this, his gaze fixed on Raven Queen-Triss in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Wizard Merlin, is he really willing to help us?"

"He seems to serve a certain king on the British Isles, right?"

"Do you think just us few?"

"How much can we do on the British Isles? Moreover, that place once slaughtered wizards!"

Merlin is a baptized magician.

Before this, the British Isles also carried out a massacre of wizards, because the Church's faith had already influenced that side.

The person who took action was King Arthur's father.

Those slaughtered wizards were mostly traditional priests of the Celts, that is, in the struggle of faith, King Arthur's father chose to stand on the side of the Church. It is impossible to determine whether this was a struggle for power, taking the opportunity to suppress the ancient priest system, because among the Celts, the only ones who could challenge the king were those priests.

Raven Queen-Triss was silent.

She pondered for a moment, then stared at Deng Ken in front of her, and said slowly: "I will help you make these Bagaudae submit and obey!"

Triss is not only a powerful witch but also the high priestess of the ancient polytheistic religion.

She also had thoughts of avoiding the edge of the Church and making plans on the British Isles. If she couldn't find the legendary secluded kingdom, then the British Isles were the best place for witches to live. The barbarians in Northern Europe had their own faith, the empire's territory was in constant war, and now the Church was pressing step by step; they had almost nowhere to go.

Just as Deng Ken was discussing the next plan with Triss.

In the room next door.

Witch Anya quietly opened the door and came to the door of Deng Ken's room.

She was wearing a silk-like nightgown at this moment, and the large area of exposed skin was white and glowing. This traditional Roman court casual wear revealed a small half of her plump peaks, looking very tempting. This expensive fabric was transported through the Silk Road, and ordinary people had never seen it; only true imperial nobles could afford it.

The empire called the Han Dynasty in the East 'Seres' (Silk Country), which was highly respected, and even a bit exaggerated. In the works of some Roman philosophers and poets, it was really blown to the sky. (Ancient Greece also blew it, believing that the people of Seres were tall, nearly 20 feet, taller than ordinary people, with red hair and green eyes, loud voices, and a lifespan of over 200 years.)

Inside the room.

Raven Queen-Triss suddenly frowned, turned to look outside the door, her expression strange, smiling but not smiling.

She knew someone was coming.

Only to see her quietly walking behind the door, then looking at Deng Ken, her smile somewhat inexplicable.

A slight knock on the door sounded.

Deng Ken got up and looked at the Raven Queen. Triss asked him to open the door, while she stood in the shadows.

What does this mean?

Anya came over in this cool and exposed outfit, intending to seduce him?

What does Raven Queen-Triss want to do?

Why stand behind the door?

Deng Ken was confused, but still obediently opened the door. Just as he opened the door, Witch Anya entered uninvited, setting off a intoxicating fragrance, her expression charming and tempting, her breath like an orchid: "Did I disturb your rest?"

Raven Queen-Triss's expression carried a trace of mockery, smiling but not smiling: "Of course not."

Witch Anya's face changed!

Just then, Raven Queen-Triss raised her fingertips, seemingly chanting a spell, and Anya instantly stood stiffly in place.

Raven Queen-Triss's figure walked out of the shadows at the door, unhurriedly coming to Anya's front, her fingers lightly hooking her chin, looking down at her charming and obviously carefully dressed gorgeous face. Something that looked like a rope coiled around Anya like a snake and tied her up.

Anya looked terrified, her expression pitiful: "Lord Triss."

She didn't expect Triss to be in Deng Ken's room either.

It was very late at night, and she thought Deng Ken's room was empty, but she didn't expect Deng Ken and Triss to talk until midnight.

Late at night, sneaky, naturally wanting to steal food.

Raven Queen-Triss's gaze was cold, she withdrew her palm, her voice ghostly: "Call me High Priestess!"

High Priestess.

This title made Witch Anya tremble all over, because in the history of the empire, during the polytheistic period, it was the imperial emperor who held this position.

Anya was really a bit scared now, her voice trembling: "High Priestess."

Raven Queen-Triss didn't say a word. She turned around the Anya in front of her, looking up and down, not like looking at a person, but more like looking at a piece of cargo, a beautiful female slave.

She suddenly turned to Deng Ken and said: "Do you like it?"

"She looks indeed very beautiful."

Should I like it? Or not like it?

Deng Ken swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously. At this moment, he didn't know how to answer, because Raven Queen-Triss at this moment was indeed very scary, especially when she ghostily uttered the name 'High Priestess', even the candle light in the room flickered.

Invisible magic wind surged.

Damn.

Raven Queen-Triss at this moment was compelling, simply like a queen high above in a big heroine novel. Her slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, her long willow eyebrows slightly frowned, and her eyes carried a chilling cold light, making even Deng Ken, who had been on the battlefield recently, feel terrified.

Deng Ken hadn't answered yet, but Raven Queen-Triss casually took off the gorgeous nightgown on Anya's body.

"Indeed very beautiful."

"As expected of a believer of Aphrodite."

Raven Queen-Triss reached out and brushed over Anya's chest, her fingertips even lightly fiddling with it, making the witch tremble all over, her expression becoming more terrified.

She turned to look at Deng Ken, her gaze gradually softening, gentle as water, her voice faintly carrying a trace of apology, and said slowly: "You were right, I do need to keep my chastity for the goddess."

"Why not just give you her as a gift."

Anya's expression was unbelievable, trembling: "You heard it all?"

No.

Although she wanted to seduce Deng Ken, it wasn't like this, and it wasn't as a gift, given to the other party by Raven Queen-Triss.

Then what is she?

Why did things become like this? How did she become a gift in a few words?

But Raven Queen-Triss couldn't tolerate her opposition at all, directly pushing the charming and gorgeous witch onto the bed.

Her gaze was very calm. When looking at Deng Ken, it was gentle, like the sparkling lake under the quiet night. One slender, white hand gently held Deng Ken's rough big hand, and the other hand gently stroked his cheek, saying slowly: "You have worked hard all the way."

"Since she came here herself, use her to soothe your tired body and mind."

Deng Ken walked here stepping on bones all the way.

Raven Queen-Triss saw it all in her eyes. Her voice was gentle as the wind, brushing over the night sky. Her gaze had love, pity, inclusive motherhood, and many complex emotions, but there was no trace of jealousy.

She held Deng Ken's hand and came to the bed, forcefully pressing Anya's head down, her tone light: "What about those means you have to please men?"

"Didn't the priestess of Aphrodite teach you?"

Deng Ken was really scared this time, not daring to move at all, just silently detaching from the Dimensional Space and entering the human body perspective.

This way the experience was better.

He had never seen such a strong Raven Queen-Triss.

A little scared.

"Ugh..."

"Triss!... You cannot treat me like this... I am also one of the founders of the witch coven... Ugh..."

"I am not your female slave!... Ugh... even less a gift you give to a man!..."

Anya was about to cry.

This proud noblewoman was on the verge of tears, but she couldn't resist Raven Queen-Triss at all, completely like a little chick being pressed down.

Raven Queen-Triss said lightly: "Aren't you eager to become his lover?"

"Now I fulfill you."

Raven Queen-Triss looked down at the Anya in front of her, her ghostly gaze shattering her last bit of resistance. Behind that cold and calm gaze was true arrogance. As the last high priestess of the empire's polytheism, Raven Queen-Triss had never put Anya in her eyes.

She didn't deserve to compete with her at all!

She was at best a gift delivered to the door. Since she came, she didn't mind making the best use of everything.

He walked all the way here, escorted her to kill through half of Europe, and his heart had long accumulated suppressed negative emotions, blood and fire slaughter, only the tenderness of women could soothe, and she had a vow to keep chastity for the goddess, naturally needing a gift to replace herself.

Since Anya wanted to deliver herself, she naturally wouldn't be polite.

This is unreasonable, but very Roman.

"Do you deserve to compete with me?"

This proud and naive Roman noblewoman thought that relying on those little seductive beauty tricks, she could compete secretly, and even wanted to steal food. This idea made Raven Queen-Triss feel like laughing.

A breeze brushed by.

Raven Queen-Triss's gaze turned to Deng Ken, her gaze still gentle as water, as if a virtuous wife was persuading her husband, saying softly: "Don't let slaughter lose your eyes."

"The Spartans perished in slaughter."

"Please enjoy the gift I prepared for you... Only the comfort of women can soothe the slaughter of blood and fire!..."

Deng Ken was really stunned.

He had never seen such a woman, and could even say that at this moment, he almost bowed down to Raven Queen-Triss's charm. That was a feeling that was hard to describe in words.

He finally understood why the human body would fall in love with Raven Queen-Triss.

And at the last moment of being seduced by the Lady of the Lake, he woke up, abandoned everything, boarded that ship, and went to the other side of the distant ocean to adventure.

He understood even more why at the last moment, the human body would embrace Raven Queen-Triss's corpse and turn into ashes together under the dragon's breath!

She is Raven Queen-Triss.

The last high priestess of the empire's polytheism.

A unique existence!

No one can replace her. Her love is so deep, her arrogance, her broad-mindedness, everything about her is unlike ordinary people, even death has not let go of the person in her heart.

Two people who will not abandon their comrades are destined to become partners who fight side by side and live and die together.

Never abandon, never give up.

These remnants of the empire have unknowingly lived and died together once.

Raven Queen-Triss smiled.

She understood Deng Ken's eyes. Everything needed no words. Anya could never threaten her status.

She stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Deng Ken, then her fingers lifted lightly, the rope fell into her palm, turned into a long whip, and lashed on Anya's buttocks and waist.

"Is this how the priestess of Aphrodite taught you?"

Raven Queen-Triss lashed three times, drawing Anya into sobbing and trembling all over, then she walked leisurely to the window, sat in a chair, looked down at the beautiful witch with a calm gaze, and said calmly: "Don't let me down."

"I just happen to want to appreciate the means of Aphrodite's secret sect."

*Hiss! *

Deng Ken suddenly took a cold breath.

He was scared by Raven Queen-Triss now, not daring to move at all, and not far away, under the moonlight of the window, Raven Queen-Triss was like an ancient Greek moon goddess, nodding elegantly, seemingly very satisfied with Anya's hard performance.

Since you came.

Since you dared to come, Raven Queen-Triss didn't mind making the best use of everything.

Compete with me!

Do you deserve it?

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(PS: The next chapter is a bit of a test of writing skills, I will try my best.) ===== CHAPTER 23 =====