Chapter 303: Contact Area

"Master?"

Watching Yuna looked in surprise at the master who had pulled her into his embrace.

Was that what he meant?

The girl's face felt somewhat burning hot.

But the Arachne is a product of failed evolution, lacking the reproductive system required for natural reproduction.

Dark Elves are a race that holds orgies at any time; Watching Yuna could see them in various places within her tribe.

But this was an activity only adults could participate in; as undeveloped little girls, if Watching Yuna and her sister Yufi appeared near a party, they would even be driven away.

However, this did not prevent her from learning the relevant knowledge.

She clearly remembered that once, when going out to play with her older sister Yufi, she had seen a group of five men and one woman in a certain pit.

Truly using their bodies to the extreme.

Hmm.

Right! Even if the reproductive system required for natural reproduction does not exist, I can use other methods!

Without further ado, two small hands, black as ink yet smooth, plunged vigorously into Rod's pants.

Rod was startled into a shiver.

He almost threw the Arachne in his arms away.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the master's expression of shock, Watching Yuna immediately knew she had misunderstood.

Even her black skin showed signs of turning red.

She lowered her head, feeling only that her skin was burning hot and her scalp was numb.

So embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole to crawl into and bury herself.

That's right!

Last night, the master clearly lay in the same bed with two breathtakingly beautiful girls, yet made almost no move or action, devoting himself entirely to healing the other, which was enough to prove the master was a true gentleman!

How could he possibly want to have anything to do with a disgusting Arachne like me?!

Especially now that she had calmed down and discovered her body emitting a glowing green spiritual energy, her body feeling tingly and numb, and her injuries healing rapidly, she was even more too ashamed to speak.

Rod could naturally feel the heat of the girl in his arms buried against his chest.

After thinking for a moment, he explained: "My spiritual technique requires a certain degree of physical contact to take effect; I wanted to help you recover your ability to move sooner."

"Yes... Thank you, Master."

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

Watching Yuna, looking embarrassed, silently tried to pull her hands out.

But a large hand held her down.

"?"

She saw her own master with a face full of righteous integrity.

"Leaving it as is causes no harm; it also increases the contact area a bit."

"Understood... Master."

Watching Yuna, knowing exactly what was meant, buried her face in his chest, her cheeks flushed.

Rod could not see the other's expression, seeing only a head of white hair that had become soft and smooth.

In the space of a breath, a faint scent of medicinal herbs drifted into his nose.

The feeling of the arms wrapped around her back revealed almost no flesh, only bones and thin layers of skin.

This body, that is, Watching Yuna's older sister Yufi's body, was in a state of severe malnutrition.

That is to say, it was in a state of lacking the source.

No wonder her two hands were so small and thin.

Coincidentally, the 【Green Vine Mutual Healing】 of the Grassland Domain had a remarkably significant effect on her recovery.

After nearly an hour of treatment.

Watching Yuna's spirit, energy, and vitality had all improved considerably; although she still felt thin to the touch, the emergence of vitality and elasticity was now clearly perceptible.

More importantly, her eight spider legs had regrown.

During this time, her stomach kept making a gurgling sound of hunger.

The replenishment of the source had restored her physical condition very well; at this point, as long as she quickly consumed sufficient nutritious food, she could immediately return to her physical peak.

After feeding the succubus breakfast.

Rod arrived at the mountain road defense line of Claw Valley.

From afar, he saw Pan Ni sitting with her legs crossed atop a rotting necromantic giant elephant, her expression arrogant as she controlled the giant elephant to crush the beast-men crossing the defense line like popping beads.

Then, with a cool gesture, she raised a hand to awaken a relatively intact corpse ahead, which immediately launched a counterattack against the beast-men in front as part of the necromantic army.

One could only say, no wonder she is a necromancer.

When it comes to converting troops, basically no one would be their match.

"Pan Ni."

"Ah, Master! Good morning!"

The moment Pan Ni heard her master's voice, the arrogance on her face instantly vanished.

She happily jumped down from the giant elephant, very cunningly loosening her collar before respectfully kneeling to bow.

She swayed unsteadily in mid-air under the pull of gravity.

Rod skillfully reached out to grab a handful, but since there were still many Wendigos nearby, a little taste would suffice.

"Is the situation okay?"

"Reporting to my lord, under Young Lady Pan Ni's all-night defense, not a single lycanthrope patient has broken through the lines! Even if one did, they would never be a match for Young Lady Pan Ni!"

The ghoul said proudly.

Beside him, a tall Wendigo glanced at the boasting ghoul, hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

He bowed to Rod.

"My lord Rod, thank you again for finding a place for our people to stand. Do you remember me? My name is Belkin; I was the minor chieftain who negotiated with you and my lord Dimia back then."

Rod nodded.

He didn't remember.

You Wendigos all look almost the same; how could anyone remember?

This Wendigo, Belkin, must have known his people's appearance was hard to recall, so he didn't dwell on it.

"Last night, twelve sixth-rank lycanthrope patients launched a surprise attack, attempting to break through. Fortunately, with the assistance of Young Lady Pan Ni and Young Lady Chris, we successfully repelled them. However, they fought while retreating and quickly withdrew into the Koshi Plains. We had no chance to kill them. Moreover, in the middle of the night, we saw a spell for summoning aid within the Koshi Plains."

Having spoken, he produced a hand-drawn, simple map.

It depicted the general shape of Claw Valley Mountain, marked several small paths that might be attacked, and indicated the positions where attacks occurred and where the enemy had retreated to defend.

It was a bit simple, but still clear, with the key points clearly marked.

Quite reliable.

At least far more reliable than Pan Ni, who only knew how to boast about her own battle record.

"I'll handle those few sixth-rankers. What about Chris?"

Rod extended his perception but found no trace of the Banshee.

"Young Lady Chris... um, went to rest."

He actually saw an expression of embarrassment on the Wendigo's deer skull.

"Report! Three hours ago, Chris said she was going to the toilet and hasn't returned yet; she must have gone to slack off!"

Pan Ni promptly tattled.

An undead going to the toilet? Who are you trying to fool?

Rod sighed.

He used the Chain of Far-Speaking to notify the Banshee.

【Rod: Mountain defense line. If I don't see you within five minutes, one week in the small dark room.】

【Chris: I... I'll be back immediately!】

Three minutes later.

The Banshee Chris hurriedly floated over from the distant haze.

"What were you doing?"

"Urine... I mean, sorry, my lord, I went to slack off..."

She had just wanted to lie, but the Nu Yi Zhou's decree forcibly corrected her, making her speak the truth.

"Come with me to the Koshi Plains."

"Ah?"

Rod sneered, regardless of whether she agreed or not.

He used the Crystal Swan's group flight technique.

The two immediately soared upward.

Chris, afraid of heights, frantically turned solid, grabbed Rod, and shrank into his arms, trembling.

Rod was also afraid she might lose control of the flight technique in her panic, so he supported her bottom and pressed her against his chest.

Flying toward the Koshi Plains.

This mission required eliminating the mid-to-high-rank combatants within the lycanthrope patient group to prevent them from assaulting the defense line.

As for the call for aid...

We'll see. He actually wouldn't mind bringing some people back to Shi Ying Town; after all, the witch Dimia had complained more than once about the town lacking manpower.

(End of this chapter)