Chapter 417: The Purpose of the Visit

Rod successfully got the information he wanted from his mother-in-law Lady Lilian, who was in a dazed state.

Just as he had guessed.

This batch of land nagas from the Brall clan in Mirror Desert had come here because they had indeed received a big contract.

And the client was none other than Axe Beach's newly appointed ruler, Bugo Torres.

As for the content of the commission, it was exactly what the land nagas were best at — tomb raiding.

The tomb they needed to raid was no ordinary grave, but the White Dragon Tomb that had fallen here when Axe Beach was first established!

It was said that the previous Axe Beach rulers, the Miss Puwei family, had been nothing more than ordinary adventurers before making their fortune.

It was just that he was the first to discover the fallen dragon, and quickly dealt with and monopolized the dragon corpse.

After that, the Miss Puwei ancestors began to grow rapidly in strength, defeating in one stroke the local lizardmen and the vampires who lived here.

He quickly established his prestige, using it to gather talent.

The Axe Beach faction came about because of this.

Even the current Axe Beach Gubao was converted from the vampires' old castle back then.

Rod glanced at Lady Lilian, who was lying rigid and trembling on the bed.

Afraid of breaking her.

He could only withdraw, then gently embrace her, lightly patting her snow-white, smooth back to soothe her.

After it lasted for over a dozen seconds.

Only then did the trembling frequency of the naga noblewoman in his arms subside; her soft yet voluptuous body pressed against Rod, and she lost consciousness.

The thick, smooth snake-tail of her lower half also relaxed, curling up instinctively.

"'Miss Lady Lilian~ No, that's dirty~~' — Master, you're really something, even this kind of nonsense can come out of your mouth."

Tally poked her head out from the dark-red wool carpet, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

"Just playing along, the persona was also modeled after your expertise."

"Don't pin it on me, I never pretended to be off-target like Master did, putting on an act of being no good, hehe."

Tally was furious.

He's never once been off-target with me, groping in the dark and still getting it in on the first try.

Although this was because their bodies were highly compatible, she was also very happy.

But last night's master was a version of him she had never seen before.

Both cute and asking for a beating, his passion was fierce yet carried a few extra touches of childish innocence.

In her heart, she was somewhat unhappy and a little jealous.

Rod smiled and pinched her cheek — fleshy and soft — he could see her displeasure written all over her face.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong what? Don't pinch me, Tally's in a bad mood today."

"Bad mood? She still has some here, do you want to eat?"

"Really?! Tally wants to eat!"

A succubus, after all.

Was still easy to coax.

"Can you scoop it out?"

"Can't."

Rod watched Tally eat her little snack while pondering.

The Etheron Kingdom was then in its prime, its presence intimidating, a fierce beast with aggression maxed out; the Sword Bay region including Axe Beach was all within its sphere of influence.

A place like Axe Beach setting up independently —

Originally, such behavior was not permitted.

But the king at the time, while fierce in temperament, also remained magnanimous; he not only did not rebuke the Miss Puwei ancestor for proclaiming himself Lord of Axe Beach, but instead bestowed him a noble title, rewarding him for his meritorious service in vanquishing the lizardmen and vampires.

Etheron occupied an extremely vast territory; although there were many officials and nobles, those who could manage their lands well were few, and on top of that there were still quite a few heterogenous-race factions entrenched there, which was another enormous expense.

Once this matter was publicized, quite a few people immediately followed suit.

Driving out and slaughtering heterogenous races, establishing human gathering grounds.

At that time the Etheron Kingdom was at its zenith; no matter how big or strong a gathering ground was, it could not compare to central regions like Brilliant Light City, so this policy saved them considerable effort.

But now Etheron's grand edifice is about to collapse, and the Sword Bay region, which had become especially prosperous thanks to the trade roads, has begun to gradually slip from its grasp.

Axe Beach was naturally the same.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been a little-known figure like Bugo Torres who rose to power.

And precisely because of this, the land nagas were being so cautious.

Unlike humans, who forget history quickly, their longer lifespans made them trust their own experience more.

The Brall clan still feared Etheron's overwhelming might, but their innate greed urged them on at every moment.

So they came.

Yet they did not enter the city; instead, fearing wolves ahead and tigers behind, they hid at the edge of the Misty Forest, dispatching a vanguard team into the city to scout.

"So are we still going into the city?"

Tally licked up the snack that had splashed onto her mother-in-law Lady Lilian's lower belly and asked.

"Of course, they can do their scouting, we'll go take a look ourselves."

"True. But since we already know about the dragon-corpse materials, why doesn't Master just go snatch them?"

"Because your master here is interested in that White Dragon Tomb, little Tally."

"Then before that, can we go wander around the city and see the local scenery and such?"

"Axe Beach is an agricultural community; its scenery might not even compare to Twilight Hills."

"What matters is who you view the scenery with, not what scenery you view, isn't that so?"

Tally smiled and returned his words in full.

Rod also smiled, pinched her slender small hand, and kissed it.

They chatted like that for a while.

The sky had already brightened completely.

Rod noticed signs of his mother-in-law waking up and set her down.

He himself then pretended to be weak and powerless, curling up at the edge of the bed with a frail expression.

"Mm."

Lillian shifted her aching, numb body and slowly opened her eyes.

Gazing at the familiar patterns on the tent ceiling, last night's memories immediately drilled into her mind like a film playing in reverse.

The gift for the eldest daughter.

First the massage, then realizing she had become aroused.

Beginning to personally teach the other party the moves and techniques to please a girl.

Teaching and teaching, she got carried away, purely enjoying it.

And the other party's unyielding stance, as if carved into her mind, lingering and not dispersing.

All sorts of rowdy memories returned to their places, but there were also many memories missing after the trance.

Lillian propped herself up and covered her body with the quilt, but the soft, thick contours still showed clearly through the thin blanket.

She couldn't help but pinch her delicate brow in distress, regret spreading through her heart.

"This is for Eve's husband; as a mother, how could I... sigh..."

But the lingering sensation of electric currents surging within her body also made her heart pound faster.

"Sigh."

She turned her head to look at the man beside the bed.

His face was pale and empty, curled up like a pitiful little dog.

She couldn't help but feel a bit of heartache.

For my sake, he didn't stop for a whole night; with a human constitution, he must be exhausted... please don't break him.

Lillian took a bottle of green Se De Mo Fa potion from her spell satchel.

She patted Rod's shoulder.

"Rod... Little Rod."

"Mwah, Aunt Lillian, you're awake." The man slowly opened his eyes.

"You must be exhausted; drinking this potion will help you recover."

"Not tired; as long as it makes Aunt Lillian happy."

A handsome, weak, and miserable smile was offered up, striking straight at the old auntie's soul.

Lillian actually felt herself getting sticky again.

"Don't be stubborn; rest well today. I'll have someone bring three meals in a while... I have matters to attend to and will return in the evening."

"Mm, but my lord Betty..."

"Rest assured, I will set up a ritual; no one can enter."

Lillian dared not look at the man in front of her anymore; he was too charming.

Her hands also couldn't help but become flustered.

She dressed quickly and was about to rush out of the inner bedroom of the tent.

But just before leaving, the man still called out to her.

"My lord Lillian."

"... What is it?"

"Tonight... may I learn from you again?"

Lillian's waist and hips softened, and reluctance surged in her heart.

Then she gave a miserable smile: "What are you saying? My eldest daughter will return tonight; from now on, you and I are mother-in-law and son-in-law. Do not speak or think more of this."

(End of this chapter)