Chapter 688: Temptation

"Rod"

Lillian froze her mature and stunning face, repeating the name.

She still looked at Rod, her body already trembling involuntarily.

Rod could clearly see the excitement in her eyes quickly covered by anger.

Goodbye, Lillian, still carrying an unparalleled charm of maturity and beauty.

Eve was very much like her mother, but she was more innocent; a slight reserve and sense of shame prevented her from showing off her skills in bed, and unable to let go, she always left it to Rod to take the initiative.

Although that wasn't bad either.

But it was never as good as Lillian, who treated you like a precious treasure.

Back then, the look in her eyes when she gazed at Rod was full of extreme tenderness; she couldn't bear him to do any heavy work, and even if she was sweating profusely from exhaustion, she would do it herself.

She also feared he might tire, constantly urging Rod not to come again, to rest for a while, and saying things like that.

Then, when Rod whispered his pleas in her ear, she would always tremble all over, saying "the last time" countless times, before continuing to spoil Rod until dawn.

In this scene, the Forester could say he had expected it all along.

However, coming at this time was still a bit too early.

Originally, before Rod came to Mirror Desert, he had planned either to meet in Eve's room or to find a reason to meet Lillian again, then hide in her room; kings do not meet kings, which was quite good.

Later, the Tomb of a Thousand Throats, plus Lillian going to inspect the territory, made him relax.

But for a man, in a situation like this, there is no such thing as hiding away.

Stop talking; you are all my wings.

Rod nodded: "Li"

But Lillian interrupted his words first; the stiffness on her face had returned to normal at some point.

The elegant and mature smile seemed covered by the tent's shadow.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Rod, you are truly a fine specimen; thank you very much for helping to conquer this area. Eve indeed did not misjudge you. When do you plan to marry?"

"Mother!"

Eve snorted, a pink flush creeping onto her face. "I am not in that kind of relationship with him! We have no relationship at all!"

"Still saying it isn't? Look how red your face has become. Oh dear, what bad luck; in my rush to come, I forgot there are important inspection matters to handle. I must return first."

Eve was a bit confused by her mother's sudden change of attitude; just now she had been excited about the newly occupied territory and her boyfriend, so why did she suddenly want to leave?

"Ah? But it is so late; please stay here first."

"No trouble, no trouble; the matter is urgent, I really must leave first. Goodbye, Eve. Goodbye, Mr. Rod."

Lillian came in a rush and left in a rush, fleeing the tent as if escaping.

Her parting words were spoken through gritted teeth, with resentment and anger mixed with hypocrisy.

Eve was somewhat stunned, then cast a suspicious glance at someone: "You didn't just wink at my mother, did you, you lustful dog?"

"How is that possible? Absolutely not just now."

"Hmph, perhaps Mother really had matters to handle. How about it? Isn't my mother beautiful?"

Rod gave a thumbs up: "You two look so alike, but your mother is not as sharp and majestic as you; your mother is more gentle and dignified."

"Finally, a dog's mouth speaks some good words."

Rod smiled: "It is late; Princess, go to bed."

Eve's eyes were seductive, vaguely showing some longing, but then she seemed to remember something and glared at him.

"Not tonight; my stomach is still bloated. You sleep outside; you are not allowed to touch me!"

"Okay, okay, okay."

Rod did not care, lying down peacefully on the soft cushion outside the tent.

Tally, smiling brightly, also jumped out from the shadows, sitting obediently in a duck-sit beside him, tapping his thigh with her small pink fists, one by one.

Eve snorted, her snake body gliding, her waist swaying seductively as she lifted the curtain and entered the inner layer.

She still seemed uneasy, poking her head out to glare at Rod once.

A flash of magical light flickered; she activated the inner layer's warning and sealing ritual.

At this moment, the tent fell completely silent.

Only the sound of Tally tapping his thigh, one by one, remained.

"That stinky snake is so mysterious; she is probably hiding something, Master."

"I know, but I have always not interfered much with you."

Rod shifted his bottom, leaning his back against the soft pillow, feeling comfortable.

The Nu Yi Zhou had a basic command that it could not directly or indirectly endanger the Master's life, so indeed there was no need to interfere much.

"That won't do; that stinky snake is deep-thinking and insatiable; what if she harms the Master?"

"You speak as if you are not deep-thinking yourself; how many times have you acted recklessly? I still kept you by my side."

Tally's frowning little face froze.

She feared her own Master would bring up old matters again and distance himself from her once more.

She quickly put on a flattering smile, leaned over, and pecked his lips one by one, making "pop, pop" sounds.

"Tally is already a good girl, a good succubus; she will not do that kind of thing again."

Tally pressed her chest against the Master's chest, soft and fragrant, lifting her face and speaking seriously.

Rod smiled but said nothing.

The succubus girl's playfulness was also one of the things he liked, but stating it outright was not good; this fellow could not take praise and would easily become presumptuous.

"Um... it is time for dinner... Master."

"What about the things I asked you to do?"

"【Shadow's Trace】 has already been placed on that stinking snake's mother; it seems to be heading straight for the Naga Royal Palace~"

"Mm, tell me once it stabilizes."

"Okay~~ Master~~ Tally wants to use that back place tonight~~ Is that okay?"

"Why are you copying that wretch Chris?"

The girl, the Banshee Chris, not only disliked the righteous path in her personality but also when causing trouble; though she never said it, she clearly favored the evil path even more.

"What do you mean copying her! When Tally and Master walk the dry path, we didn't even know that stinking undead yet~~ Come on, you liked it very much before~~"

Inside the inner layer of the tent, separated by a curtain.

After struggling for a while, Eve finally took out a palm-sized sphere from her spell satchel.

It looked as if it were formed by tightly clenched gravel, yet the yellow sand on it continued to writhing constantly.

The sand sphere seemed to possess its own consciousness; it rolled off her palm onto the ground paved with reddish-brown soft cushions.

The rolling stopped, and the sand sphere floated upward five or six centimeters.

Suspended in mid-air, it rotated in place, revealing a huge mouth full of sharp teeth and fangs.

"Eve, have you figured it out?"

Its speaking voice was extremely childish, with an upward tone, like that of a five or six-year-old little girl.

Eve remained silent.

The sand sphere sighed.

"You have seen the changes in the Ghurash clan, haven't you? I can grant you an equivalent enhancement; by then, dominating the Mirror Desert will require no assistance from others at all."

"The wealth, power, and eternity you crave, even that Rod—they originally belonged to you alone, yet were unjustly taken away. Cooperate with me, and they will be within your grasp."

"Greed is not a sin, but an excuse for the weak. True strong ones dare to take everything."

The words seemed to carry a faint fluctuation, an energy surge belonging to no energy system in reality.

"Wealth, power, eternity, and also, Rod who belongs to me alone..."

The struggling expression on Eve's face slowly faded away, and the greed that existed as normal in her eyes condensed into pupils that glowed slightly red.

The corner of the sand sphere's mouth curled up.

The greed of the Land Naga... was truly too easy to exploit.

"Eve, what I want you to do is delve into the Tomb of a Thousand Throats, erase those runes, and then contribute the bodies of ten people every seven days, regardless of life or death. Once my Amu returns to the world, everything, everything will be under your sole control; you, Eve, will eventually become the queen beneath one person and above ten thousand!"

And I...

will go to that border town at the farthest western edge, and draw the first lot of our future mission.

(End of this chapter)