Chapter 597: Obsessions and the Manhunt

"You've been surprisingly proactive these past two days."

Luo De was tangled with the Kyn tribe's Sharon on the bed, his cheek buried against her neck.

The increasingly strong, rich fragrance filling his nose always made him feel light-headed.

It was different from Tally's cloying hormonal sweetness.

Sharon's sweat carried a distinctly wild scent, piercing his nostrils and shooting straight into his skull.

It felt like a massage to every crevice of his brain.

He always felt the joy of sprinting across an open grassland.

Luo De held her tighter, eyes closed, savoring it deeply.

Sharon submitted, speechless under intense stimulation, her head involuntarily tilting back, crumpling the pillow marked with the word " Yongli."

She gripped Luo De's back, leaving deep finger marks.

Her smooth thighs intertwined with her soft, pale-golden-furred legs, locking him in place.

Though Luo De had no intention of leaving anyway.

After a long while.

Sharon slowly came back to herself, her abdomen rising and falling as it pressed against Luo De's abs.

"I want to bite your hand."

"Go ahead."

Luo De sat up and offered his palm.

Old habit.

After finishing, the dog-girl always gnawed on Luo De's palm—always the right one.

Every time, she left saliva everywhere.

"Don't get up! Just hold me like this."

"You're being stubborn."

Luo De sighed helplessly; the girl tightened her grip, clinging to his chest.

Her chin pressed against his shoulder, face scowling.

"Then I don't care."

Okay, okay.

Luo De understood: aftercare needed tenderness.

A warm, slick sensation spread across his palm.

Her slightly sharp canine teeth gently bit down, up and down.

"Did something happen? You never come to my cottage on your own."

"Demia? It's nothing."

Sharon mumbled a name, then immediately dropped it.

"What? Say it all the way through."

Luo De chuckled.

Sharon paused, then decided to speak—at least she could find someone to talk to.

"Um, remember two days ago when Demia accidentally drank that stinking succubus's black tea?"

"Mm, what happened?"

"Maybe the Qingxingyaoji had expired and wasn't working well. That night, when I was fooling around with her, uh… I taught her how to do it once."

"Taught her how to do what?"

"You know, she writes novels and needs to experience things firsthand, so I hugged her from behind, rubbed and kissed her, then used my hand… uh… you know, just like what you just did to me."

Luo De sat up in shock, staring at the girl beneath him.

Sharon flushed, gripping him tightly again.

"I just wanted her to feel it! She kept begging me—I couldn't refuse!"

"That's cheating, Sharon."

"I didn't do anything else! I just felt sorry for her—it was teaching…"

There was one thing she hadn't said aloud.

When her little friend got carried away, she'd instinctively shouted out the name of a certain forest warden.

Damn, I should've guessed sooner.

Saying this.

Her tone softened.

She released his palm, kissed his cheek, and trembled:

"If you're upset, I…"

Luo De smiled: "What's there to get mad about? Girls playing around with each other?"

Then he felt something odd.

He asked again: "If it only happened once, why are you coming here so often these past two days?"

"Well… ever since that night, Demia seems to have developed a habit. She has her own study for writing, closes the door, but never locks it."

"So now she's locking it—what does that mean?"

"Yes… I think she's writing while using the method I taught her. It's awkward, so I came to you."

Luo De burst out laughing: "Didn't Demia notice you're not coming home at night?"

"She's had a massive inspiration burst—right when the conscription squad came to investigate, so the city hall work's paused. She's been holed up in her study day and night."

"And at the same time, she's been following your instructions on herself day and night?"

Sharon's face froze; she bit Luo De's shoulder hard.

"Get lost! It's all your fault!"

The morning play continued; Sharon, who'd only arrived in the late night, still had boundless energy.

They moved to the bathroom, chatting and doing what needed doing in the hot spring.

They didn't emerge until noon.

Gray-white clouds, vast farmland, humid monsoon winds.

"Looks like rain's coming."

After Sharon left, Luo De still felt unsatisfied. He contacted the girls one by one, but sadly, they were all busy.

Helpless, the forest warden could only make a late patrol.

He extended his palm—caught no rain that wasn't there.

The intimidation had some effect.

The conscription squad calmed down and passed these two days without incident.

The day after city hall burned down, the newspaper published a report on the tragedy.

Moreover, rumors of forged official seals spread like wildfire.

Some linked the incident to the "fugitive" who attacked city hall, spinning all kinds of conspiracy theories.

Due to the 【Goddess Ban】, more wizards and bards arrived in Dusk Hills; rogue wizards' labs and bards seeking grand events became especially annoying.

Slowly, the matter grew messier and messier.

"Hss—"

Suddenly, an unnatural shadow stirred at Luo De's feet.

A dainty succubus leapt out, flying at him excitedly.

"Master—"

Luo De sidestepped; Tally crashed to the ground, skidding face-first.

She didn't care—immediately lifted her pale, stitched-together, childlike face.

Rarely, today she'd become a zombie.

A little girl zombie.

"Master, if you're not satisfied, why didn't you call me? Tally's always available! If Yunna hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known~~~"

Luo De raised an eyebrow.

The arachnid elf Yunna was an extremely loyal girl.

She probably told Tally without thinking—just wanted to give her master a convenient outlet.

"Why are you back so early if you have work to do?"

Tally's shadow magic was far superior to Pan Ni's ghoul tracking.

That's why Luo De assigned her to tail a key figure in the conscription squad—a high-tier eighth-rank deputy commander, whose name he'd forgotten.

The man had left early for Dusk Hills; Tally came for breakfast but was immediately sent off to work.

"They're back! The most important one is finally mine to handle—Master's wicked desires, hehehehe—"

Luo De grabbed her head: "What did those people do?"

Tally pressed his palm down and bit his index finger: "They went around looking for fights—and got beaten up."

"A rogue wizard in Dusk Hills who can beat a high-tier eighth-rank? Impressive."

Since the Jianglin of the Mana Veil, individual wizards' power had surged dramatically in this short time.

Just yesterday, two rogue wizards clashed with spells on Kulah Hill, leaving the ground pockmarked with craters.

"They're not wild mages—they said those people are from the Campbell family."

"Oh?"

Saying this.

From afar came the clatter of armor and the patter of running footsteps.

Luo De turned his head to look.

There came a soldier clad in conscription corps armor, sprinting along the stone path through the grass from the direction of Shi Ying Town.

He slid to a knee, leaving a scuff mark on the ground, and respectfully raised a letter.

Then he shouted to the sky: "My lord Luo De! The Campbell family's influence has spread to Twilight Hills; the conscription corps cannot handle it alone. To protect Shi Ying Town, Grand Commander Carter requests to plan this matter with you!"

(End of Chapter)