Chapter 570 - Fear of the Kitten (2/2)

It meant this man-eating white dragon was even more merciful than the n.o.bles!

How hilarious.

Maromatha looked at Marilyn. “Why don’t we go back to the clan and take a look? It isn’t very far away.”

Marilyn was rather tempted.

But at this moment, Roland said casually, “We’ve traveled for almost two weeks. Let’s take a break and go there tomorrow.”

“Sounds good.” The black cat was rather tired herself. She smiled and said, “Then I’ll come to you tomorrow.”

The black cat turned around and left.

Roland picked up a book on the edge of the bed.

Marilyn, on the other hand, lay down at the corner of her room and slept for a while on a blanket.

As it was getting dark, Marilyn strolled into the bathroom and took a shower.

As a catgirl, Marilyn had a strong compulsion for personal hygiene.

Every time she took a shower, she would carefully wipe her body with a towel without leaving any spot unclean. Therefore, she usually spent a lot of time in the bathroom.

It usually took an hour. If she felt that she was dirty, it might take more than two hours.

Roland waited for a moment and then knocked on the bathroom door. He then said in a low voice, “Marilyn, come out. I need to talk to

you.”

Marilyn was wiping her body in the room. The hair on her tail bristled as she stuttered, “M-Master, d-do you w-want me to warm your bed for you?”.

Marilyn had always trusted Roland.

But Roland had never talked to her while she was in the shower.

Besides, what could a master possibly want a showering catgirl to do?

It was impossible for a man not to be tempted by a cute, beautiful catgirl; he might even turn into an evil monster.

“No, what are you thinking?” Roland felt that something must be wrong with this catgirl’s head. She seemed even dumber than when they first met. Was there something wrong with his education?

Frightened, Marilyn said from the bathroom, “Master, don’t take me. My b.r.e.a.s.t.s aren’t as prominent as the queen’s. You won’t have any feelings for me.”

“Put on your clothes and come out!”

Roland lost his patience, and his tone became serious. “Oh.”

Marilyn’s timid voice sounded. Very soon, she came out of the bathroom.

Her silver hair was still wet, and she looked rather undetermined as if she had given up struggling

Roland approached her.

Holding her flat chest, Marilyn stepped back quickly until her back hit the wall. She didn’t resist.

Roland stood right before her.

They were very close to each other, and Marilyn’s heart was pounding.

Roland lowered his head.

Her body s.h.i.+vered.

“In a moment, I’ll ask you to buy some stuff. You’ll pretend to go shopping and then activate stealth in a dark corner. Then, you’ll get out of the city before the city gate closes.”

Marilyn looked at Roland in surprise. “Aren’t we here for a mission?”

“It doesn’t look right.” Roland shook his head helplessly. “I had considered this before we came, but I didn’t think that the Spatial Magic Tower would do anything because it’s allied with the Red Magic Tower… Well, it’s also because I was too greedy for their four spell models.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Marilyn with a smile. “But I’ll do anything that you ask me to do.”

Roland was briefly stunned, as Marilyn seemed gentle and beautiful at this moment.

Ten minutes later, Marilyn walked out of the room and turned back, asking naturally, “Master, did you ask me to buy some melons and barbecue? Can I buy something for myself?”

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“Whatever you want, but don’t come back too late.”

“Okay.” Marilyn hopped away from the hotel delightedly.

Roland threw out a magic spider that was almost completely transparent. It crawled out of the window and followed Marilyn.

Very soon, the magic spider caught two plain-looking men tailing Marilyn.

They were the kind of people that wouldn’t draw any attention when standing in a crowd.

“As I expected.” Roland raised an eyebrow.

He had sensed that something wasn’t right when the elder of the Spatial Magic Tower talked about what the white dragon did.

It might be hard for an individual Legendary Mage to kill a white dragon, but for the Spatial Magic Tower, an organization of Mages, it wasn’t difficult to do.

Even so, the white dragon had survived for such a long time and would feed on the citizens regularly.

It was understandable that professionals weren’t scared of the white dragon.

But even the average citizens didn’t seem to fear the white dragon, which was highly abnormal.

In any case, Roland intended to leave this place first.