Let Dong Chenxi and Xi Jiu take away the armor of Yang Tian, Yang Wei, and Chen Yue. Night Three More, holding the fading white cat, followed Bade to her hiding place.
Night Three More did not touch the bodies of the two holy knights. Even though Yang Tian looked insane, who knows what might happen if he gets better and returns?
Seeing that his younger brother's body was gone, would he go crazy again?
He couldn't beat the other person now, so it's better not to provoke unnecessary trouble. As for wealth and armor...
A dignified Temple Knight should not care about such things.
"All my belongings are here."
Bade pointed ahead with an expressionless face, interrupting Night Three More's thoughts on quickly disposing of stolen goods.
Under the moonlight, a poorly constructed "wooden house" stood in front of them. Unprocessed logs were inserted directly into the mud as walls, and the floor was compacted soil. As for the roof, Night Three More carefully examined it and confirmed that Bade did not have a roof.
The only piece of furniture in the wooden house was a hollowed-out old wood, covered with some animal skins, serving as a bed.
"You... live so simply."
Bade rolled her eyes and said, "Since I was thrown here, I haven't had any contact with the outside. If it weren't for animals and goblins occasionally wandering in, I would have starved to death. What else can I do?"
Night Three More glanced at the pile of bones in the corner. It was hard to imagine that a noble succubus was living a primitive life of eating raw meat. Then, he noticed the small mountain of logs behind the wooden house and licked his lips.
"These woods?"
"Oh, I had the goblins bring them in from outside. Those fools can't tell what is rosewood even if I teach them!"
Bade kicked a nearby bone, seeming a bit emotional about others knowing her appearance when she was eating meat.
"So, you control the goblins who cut the trees?" Night Three More said in surprise.
"Of course, as a succubus, controlling others is..."
Seemingly reminded of something sad, Bade's eyes dimmed.
Night Three More nodded understandingly but still found it strange, "You control so many goblins, and all they do is help you cut down trees? Why do you need so much rosewood?"
He had just touched the pile of logs and found that on the left were rosewood, while on the right were ordinary trees. Rough estimates showed that there were only thirty or so rosewood logs, while there were over two hundred ordinary ones.
Bade sighed heavily and turned to look at Night Three More with complex emotions.
"I collected so much rosewood for one thing, and that is to leave this place!"
Although there was no one on the Saint Stone Continent who would target the demon race as they did with the undead, succubi were an exception.
These unique demons were even more sought after than fox girls in some black markets.
Resistance?
Put on a slave contract, and all problems are solved...
So, in the face of immense profits, as long as she dares to step out of the mist that conceals her demonic aura, there will be a hundred teams of slave catchers rushing over. It might even be faster than the speed at which the Holy Silver Church hunts down undead!
It was said that adventurers would occasionally form groups to rush into the Abyss to capture succubi, not to mention encountering a lone one like her.
She longed for the outside world, but compared to the cage and the fire pit, she preferred the former.
"Do you use the rosewood's ability to store magic, constantly channeling your magic into it? Then you give these magic-filled rosewood logs to the goblins as a reward?"
Night Three More recalled the rosewood shield he touched earlier and wondered where the goblins got their magic from...
Bade nodded, "Yes, as long as I keep my magic at a low level, my demonic aura will gradually weaken. Over time, although my magical power will increase, my demonic cultivation will decrease, eventually turning into an initial demon or even losing my demonic status."
The state of losing demonic status meant the complete disappearance of demonic aura, turning into an ordinary being. However, as long as Bade stayed away from her own kind and the Abyss, where demonic aura could not be replenished, her method of turning herself back into a blank slate might indeed work.
"Oh, by the way, the goblins before were a bunch of inexperienced ones. I haven't asked anyone yet, do I look like a human to you... help me check?"
Shocked by the boldness of this person, Night Three More had to look carefully at her,
"You look like one, but I think you're better with the horns. Can you put them back on?"
Staring at the formidable person in front of him, Night Three More had to take a closer look.
"Okay, you really can. In fact, these demon horns will grow back as long as there is a dense magical aura. But in three months, I'll be turning into a blank state."
Night Three More suddenly stroked his chin, "Uh... you really want to go out?"
"Of course, there's nothing interesting in here. It's either goblins or small animals coming back and forth. Where's the excitement of the outside world!"
Night Three More thought about it too. The foggy forest seemed to be a place without sunlight all year round. It was good if a person could stay sane inside, not to mention that Bade willingly sawed off her own demon horns.
"Then... is this master-servant agreement eternal?"
Bade gave him a disdainful look, annoyed that he poked at her wound at such a time. Men are really all the same, even if they become undead!
"Alright, later, pack up. I'll take you out." Night Three More suddenly snapped his fingers, "As a reward, I'll take all of these woods from you!"
"Out?" Bade's heart jumped suddenly, but her expression immediately darkened.
"Are you planning to sell me for a good price?"
"Hehe."
Night Three More didn't explain. Actions speak louder than words.
Although Bade's demonic skills were weakened due to her self-retirement, and she even became a permanent servant of Night Three More, he understood that Bade's value lay not in her combat power but in her unparalleled talent.
"We're here." Night Three More stood at the boundary between the Misty Forest and the Lorann Forest, giving Bade a space to step through.
"Ladies first."
"Humph! Are you really seeking death?" Bade looked at the dense, cotton-like black mist and swallowed hard.
Outside was the world she had longed for.
"Why hesitate? Go on!"
Suddenly, Night Three More pushed Bade hard and grinned.
This trip to the Misty Forest, he really struck gold!