Chapter 626: Route Clearing

However.

Rod's estimate was wrong.

The digestion of the Absolute Desire Pill was slower than imagined.

A month had passed in the blink of an eye since the conscription corps left, and Tally showed no signs of recovery yet.

"Come eat, Tally."

In the second-floor room of the villa at Henry Farm.

Rod sat on the edge of the bed, holding the ghoul Pan Ni's head.

To make it easier for her to exert force and clean back and forth.

"Ah, some leaked out."

It was Pan Ni looking up at Rod awkwardly.

Her mature yet innocent expression held a hint of apology.

Along the loose collar, the sincere-looking eight-character braids pressed against the thin pajamas, making the contours even more distinct.

"It's fine."

But after all, she was a ghoul; her limbs were somewhat uncoordinated and clumsy.

Not only on her own hands, but also on Tally's spirit tube, everything was smeared everywhere.

The result was that this fellow even used her hand to wipe her mouth corner, smearing her face even more.

So clumsy.

Ee-ya—

The door opened.

As soon as Tally walked in, she screamed.

She immediately fled the room and slammed the door shut with a bang.

"Y-you haven't finished yet, so don't call me in!"

"Done."

Rod was helpless.

He patted Pan Ni's head, signaling he was about to get up.

Pan Ni was reluctant to let go, her expression resentful.

She coquettishly complained unwillingly: "I want to eat a little longer."

"I'll come find you later to accompany you."

"Oh."

She looked up, spat out, and very obediently took out a small handkerchief to wipe Rod.

Since Senior Tally accidentally ate the Absolute Desire Pill, the number of times her master came to find her had risen sharply.

Usually, they often started a group orgy here, but being alone was always happier than competing with multiple people for the master's affection.

Rod saw her lonely expression.

He pinched her little face, which had no elasticity: "Where do you want to eat? I'm in a good mood today."

Pan Ni smiled and immediately pointed to that place: "Here!"

"Not here."

"Ah, then can I tear a piece of flesh off the master's arm?"

Looking at the charming and innocent Young Lady ghoul with a face full of excitement.

Rod couldn't bring himself to refuse.

He extended his arm, relaxed his muscles, and forcibly dropped all defenses.

Pan Ni panted heavily, her eyes gleaming, looking truly like a mindless ghoul.

Drooling, she slowly bit onto Rod's arm.

Crunch, crunch, and in a moment, she tore off a piece of meat with tendons and blood.

Her mouth was full of blood, mixed with what had stuck earlier; her mouth chewed and chewed, her expression exceptionally intoxicated.

Rod felt a slight pain.

But under the triple healing of the Grass, Plague Domain, and 【Limb Regeneration】, it recovered quickly, and the flesh and blood made up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He noticed the Young Lady ghoul's legs were trembling.

He hurriedly supported her, only then realizing that not only were her legs trembling, but her whole body was shaking.

"Master... Master, Master."

She buried herself in Rod's embrace, mumbling incoherently while chewing.

Suddenly, her whole body went rigid, and she actually started shijin with a splash, splash sound.

Wetting a large patch of Rod's pants.

"..."

"Aha—Aha—"

Pan Ni panted heavily, her eyes becoming somewhat wandering and hazy.

【Pan Ni's obedience to you +5, current obedience: 67】

It seemed the Young Lady ghoul preferred tearing it off raw rather than having Rod cut it off.

That did fit the ghoul's dietary habits, I suppose.

The Young Lady ghoul's body reaction came slowly and left slowly.

This was the case during play; often after a wave of high-intensity soul loss of control.

Even if Rod touched her again ten minutes later, she would still tremble with sensitivity.

So after Rod placed Pan Ni on the bed here, he paid her no further mind.

Holding the food tube coated inside and out, he left the room.

Tally was sitting in the small living room on the second floor at this moment.

She fanned her flushed cheeks furiously with a small fan.

"It's been a month; you should be used to it by now."

Rod felt helpless.

Tally stubbornly retorted, "How could I possibly get used to that kind of thing!"

She took the essence tube, first wiping off the external stains with a tissue.

Then, embarrassed, she glanced at Rod, turned her back, and downed it in one gulp.

Her small face turned crimson as she swallowed with difficulty, making a gurgling sound.

"..."

The look of enjoyment Tally used to have was gone.

During the first week, she even secretly refused to eat it, feeling that consuming such a thing was too shameless.

It was only when Rod noticed she was starving and dizzy that he discovered it, establishing the current rule: she must eat it in front of him.

Never mind, never mind.

Let nature take its course.

But with Tally in her current state, she always needed to be carried close at hand.

So in the afternoon,

Rod came to Coral Bay and brought her along.

Reconstruction here had been completed more than half a month ago, and quite a few merchants had already moved in.

But more importantly, the function of this place as a harbor port city had been restored.

Cargo transshipment, shipbuilding and repair, shipping services, and so on.

Among these, docking fees, cargo taxes, or registration fees would become one of Coral Bay's core sources of income.

Rod had no choice but to pull that old Tiefling, Lu Lu Xiusi, who had participated in the initial rebellion in Coral Bay, out of the big prison.

That fellow had once been one of Coral Bay's management; employing him as an advisor to atone for his faults would help Yuuna the Arachne quickly get through the growing pains of her administration.

As for shipbuilding and repair, there was no way around it.

Currently, Rod had no team capable of such specialized work, so he could only temporarily outsource it.

The other party was a ship repair company introduced by the old gentleman Humbert; they were barely reliable enough.

And the reason Rod went this time

was the escort aspect of shipping services.

—The Sirens and Ghost Pirates in the Monster Sea had lost their minds again, starting to harass and rob passing ships.

Rod's new industry had just begun; he could not let these little things cause trouble.

This time, he intended to step onto the field himself and go straight for the slaughter.

"So slow."

Sharon of the Canine Race stood by the dock, one hand on her hip with an unpleasant expression.

The sea breeze blew her neat ponytail at the back of her head.

Her hunting outfit and tall boots were striking, tightly wrapping her round peach hips and long, firm legs.

"Good afternoon, Rod."

The witch Dimia still wore that same dark blue sleeveless mage robe; beneath the shadow of her wide brim lay her tender, pink-tinged chest and shoulders.

A golden braid thicker than her waist, with the tips dyed in a gradient of green.

Dimia had never seen Siren sirens or Ghost Pirates; she had come specifically to gather material for her erotic novels.

Sharon had simply been dragged along as company.

"Sorry, I was delayed for a moment."

Rod had just steadied himself.

A girl with pearl-white skin and a subtle, scale-like luster jumped out from a pile of cargo nearby.

The long recording stone in her hand, which had slight webbed structures, was almost shoved right into Rod's face.

The girl's hair was sea-grass green, and her smile brimmed with gossip.

Her signature elf ears and beautiful face.

A Sea Elf.

"Mr. Rod! Mr. Rod! I am Laura, a new employee at the newly established Coral Bay Current Affairs Newspaper!

Your preference for non-human races is already well known; may I ask, when you go to subdue the near-shore Sirens and Ghost Pirates this time, will you bring back one or two beautiful acquaintances again?!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)