Free Web NovelChapter 533: Chapter 397: A Smooth Mutual Seduction
Seeing the female’s flickering gaze avoid his, the brown-haired Beastman’s narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He actually reached out and intimately caressed her cheek. "I never expected to meet such a beautiful female on this trip."
Seeing her cheeks instantly flush from his words, the smile in his eyes deepened.
He reached out, took the witch’s hand in his large palm, and began to knead it.
The Beastman’s palm was a bit rough as he suggestively caressed the back of her hand. Though the witch was inwardly triumphant, she put on a shy display, trying to pull her hand away a couple of times for show.
She had expected the Beastman to hold her hand tightly and not let go, but unexpectedly, she managed to pull it free on her second tug.
How awkward...
The witch’s hand, now slightly red, lingered in the air for a few seconds before she pursed her lips into a smile and rested it back on her lap.
"As a Beastman Warrior from a Super Tribe, Lord Messenger must have seen many, many females far more beautiful than I."
The brown-haired Beastman chuckled and shook his head. "Not many at all."
He bent his tall frame, leaning in close to the witch’s neck. "Why don’t you tell me more about the Polar Forest? It sounds quite interesting."
The witch sneered inwardly. ’This guy is definitely after the Fierce Beast Crystal Cores in the Polar Forest.’
But her expression was evasive. "I’ve already told you everything. It was my first time in the Polar Forest, so I really don’t know that much."
The Beasts Leader looked at the female’s clearly evasive expression and sneered inwardly, but he put on a look of great regret. "That’s a real shame."
With that, he turned his gaze to the fight in the clearing and said no more.
Seeing the Beastman fall silent, the witch secretly glanced up at him, but she couldn’t read his expression.
She couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. ’I wonder if I’ve persuaded this Beastman to go to the Polar Forest.’
She placed her hands on her legs, which had only just healed a few days prior, and hatred surged within her heart.
’Even if I can’t do anything to the Snow Tiger Tribe, aren’t there more powerful beings out there?’
That evening, in a rare move, the brown-haired Beastman went to the stone house of the several Wizards.
He relayed his conversation with the witch from during the day’s battle to the Lord Witches.
"That’s the gist of it. Although the witch didn’t say everything, she was clear about one thing: it can help a Beastman increase his Rank."
The Worm Witch pondered for a moment. "You mean to say, the Polar Forest has something that can let a Beastman increase his Rank without using medicine?"
The Beastman’s fists clenched, his body trembling with excitement. "Yes, Witch."
’He thought about the agony he had endured to become a Golden Rank Beastman Warrior.’
Although the Super Tribes all have more powerful witch medicine to help Beastman Warriors increase their Rank, the process was always agonizing. The only difference was in the degree of suffering.
Therefore, every time he had to increase his Rank, he felt both excitement and terror.
"The witch medicine our tribe currently uses is already the most powerful among the Super Tribes. It has greatly reduced the pain of the process, and far fewer Beastman Warriors die.
"But if something that can raise a Beastman’s Rank really exists, it would naturally be much safer than using witch medicine."
It was the Healing Witch who had suddenly spoken.
Then, the eyes under the black Beast Skin looked darkly at the brown-haired Beastman before him. "I see you’re quite interested in this witch. I’ll leave this matter to you.
"I want to know exactly what this thing is and what effects it has."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes again. "And whether it’s worth us making a trip to the Polar Forest."
Upon hearing this, the brown-haired Beastman grew excited. He stood up and bowed respectfully to the several Wizards. "Lord Witches, rest assured. I will find out everything in the shortest possible time."
The Wizards in the house said nothing more, but the Beastman felt a raging fire burning in his heart, scorching hot.
After leaving the house, the smile vanished from his lips, and his expression returned to its usual impassivity.
"Where is the Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch?"
The Beastman Warrior beside him seemed surprised that he would suddenly ask about a female from a small tribe. After a moment of shock, he replied, "I don’t know. At this hour... she’s probably in her own cave eating."
The brown-haired Beastman glanced at the food in his hand and started walking. "Lead the way. We’ll go join the little female."
