Chương 115: Kalil is still outside.

Kalil blinked hard and looked at the so-called Tree of Life in front of her.

She hesitated for a moment, then turned to Roland and asked, "Little Roland, do you really believe this is the Tree of Life?"

Roland retorted, "Otherwise what? The tree spirit knows you too. She even witnessed the city you were in charge of crashing."

Khalil's expression was strange, and she did not respond immediately.

Roland noticed that Kalil's reaction was off and tentatively asked, "How about... I go and invite Miss Tree out so you can talk to her?"

Kalil nodded.

She was also very curious about what kind of tree spirit could portray the Tree of Life so vividly.

Roland, swishing her big tail, left Caryl and went into the Tree Lady's cabin.

This is an exquisite wooden house made of branches and vines. Because of the tree lady's height of 2. 2 meters, Roland looks like a large figurine inside.

Ms. Tree is still in bed, fast asleep, looking quite content.

Wine bottles and standard glass bottles used for storing milk in Roland Church were lying on the ground nearby.

Roland was stunned by what she saw, and went up to shake the Tree Lady's shoulders.

"Miss Tree, wake up, it's so early in the morning."

Ms. Tree groggily opened her eyes and looked up.

Wow! What a pair of huge, soft meat buns!

Wait, no, she's such a beautiful little fox girl.

He immediately grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, covering Roland's face with his chest, and generously offered her a bottle of face wash.

"It's Miss Roland! Thank you so much for coming to call me. Here, have a hug~" Roland's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly struggled free.

"Miss Tree, please don't do this! Master Kalil is still outside!"

Roland took two steps back, stepped on a wine bottle, and fell back into the arms of the Tree Lady.

"How much did you drink yesterday? Why did you suddenly become such a drinker? Did I give you too much work?"

Ms. Tree helped Roland up, glanced awkwardly at the somewhat messy wine bottles, and couldn't help but steal a glance at Roland's chest.

"It's because you gave me three bottles of milk yesterday, and I couldn't help but celebrate, so I accidentally drank too much."

There was another reason she didn't mention.

That means she has successfully transferred her original soul to the New Sprout Street Church, completely breaking free from the control of the Steel Church.

So she took out all the good wine she had stored away, mixed it into milk wine, and enjoyed it all night.

Upon hearing Ms. Tree's explanation, Roland's gaze drifted to the empty glass bottle on the ground, and her face flushed red.

The reason she was able to produce so much extra milk was because of the inexplicably upgraded [Roland's Milk] skill.

In order to facilitate the rapid development of greenhouses in the residential area, she gave them to Ms. Tree first.

"I'm glad you like it," Roland said, scratching her cheek unconsciously before turning to look out the window of the treehouse.

On the lush green grass, Kalil was frowning as she examined the enormous tree trunk, her hands occasionally flashing with magical light.

It's good that they didn't realize they'd fallen into Ms. Tree's arms.

Roland turned around and explained her purpose to Ms. Tree.

"Miss Tree, please tidy your clothes and come out with me. I'll introduce you to Master Kalil."

Ms. Tree looked out the window, puzzled.

"Kariel... Master?"

"Yes, it's the boss of Pink Harbor that I've been telling you about, and my angel investor."

Ms. Tree suddenly realized what was going on, and carefully examined the red-haired succubus outside.

Hmm... she's a fairly ordinary succubus, but she's quite beautiful and has a good temperament, so she's somewhat of a qualified leader.

As an ordinary intermediate-level superhuman, it's not easy to build such a force and cultivate such a wonderful girl as Roland.

Now that she has enjoyed Roland, she should take this poor succubus clan to the next level.

The Tree Lady deftly used magic to tidy herself up, turning her disheveled clothes into neat and clean ones, and even conjured a crown of vines to wear on her head, making herself look even more like a Tree Spirit.

Even Roland couldn't help but nod in agreement.

This was the Ms. Shu she knew—gentle, dignified, and tolerant, not the drunken, incoherent person she knew.

She turned around and opened the door.

"Miss Tree, come with me. Your master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ms. Tree sensed something was wrong.

"Miss Roland, why are you calling Miss Caryl 'Master'? Didn't you call her by her first name before?"

Upon hearing this, Roland pointed to the collar around her neck and showed a helpless expression.

"It's the effect of this magical item. It forces me to change my name or add the master's title when I call out a name, and it lasts for another half a day."

Ms. Tree looked shocked.

"What! There are such perverse props? It sounds like a flirting technique used in the pink industry."

Roland's lips twitched.

"You guessed right, this is indeed a newly developed item in Pink Harbor."

"So it really is just for flirting?" Ms. Tree pondered, her expression turning slightly grim.

"Why would Miss Kalil put something like this on you?"

"Because something happened, my owner was in a bad mood when she came back last night. I saw that she looked aggrieved, so I agreed to play with her for a while."

Roland shrugged naturally.

As long as it doesn't involve anything else strange, simply changing her way of addressing her won't make her feel shy.

After all, I'm considered a pretty girl now, so I'm just treating it as role-playing and also fulfilling my dream of attending a comic convention.

But Ms. Shu had a different picture forming in her mind.

What does it mean to be in a bad mood?

What does it mean to agree to play with her for a bit?

An unsatisfied, older succubus, a delicate and adorable little fox girl, a dark and stormy night, and a magical artifact that makes people call out "Master"...

She had already seen the succubus named Kalil, who transformed into the Magical Girl in front of Roland.

This... this isn't right, is it?

"Miss Roland," Ms. Tree called out.

"What exactly is your relationship with Miss Caryl? Why did you go to such lengths? You clearly..."

Why would someone who has such an intimate relationship with you fawn over other women?

She didn't finish her sentence, her eyes fixed on Roland's back with a resentful look.

With her back to the Tree Lady, Roland didn't notice the Tree Lady's gaze and answered instinctively.

"Didn't I just say that my owner is my angel investor? We're very good friends, and I often hang out with her."

What?! It was all just for money?

Ms. Tree's eyes widened as she incredulously scanned Roland's delicate body from head to toe.

Such a beauty, you actually got her with money and wealth? Are you kidding me!

Since that's the case, why not submit to her? Although she's currently penniless, as a Harvest Tree Spirit, money and resources are readily available.

It's decided, no matter what, I'm going to make Miss Roland my own.

How can a cricket succubus be compared to her?

Ms. Tree revealed a confident expression, walked to Roland's side, and then prepared to take Roland's hand.

Roland instinctively reached out to hold it, but then, remembering how jealous Caryl was, she quickly let go.

"Don't do that, I already told you the master is watching."