The sun hung high in the sky, but darkness enveloped the earth.
Winkle can feel it all. A terrible nightmare awaits them behind the tree. The malice that lurks in the heart of the jungle, the disgusting stench of the poor grabbing the rich's gold. The unspeakable evil he encountered on Planet Moon has now returned, razing Overmond to the ground.
The curse of lead poisoning, and the evil lich who spreads it.
"FURIBON!"
Winkle's roar echoed through the dense jungle, driving away the birds. "Is that necessary?" complained his chief of staff, startled by the din. "My ears..."
"I want him to know!" Vai
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claim. "Knowing that justice is coming and he will have to answer for his baby coin massacre."
The dragon was filled with rage at the thought of the evil Freeborn destroying the perfection of El Dorado as he had destroyed the moon.
To rest until his chief of staff returned from the hangover-induced flight, Winkel and an accompanying expedition camped in the heart of the forest, close to the City of Gold. The priest Xolotl led them through, protected by his own minions waving parasols. The other kobolds fawned over Winkle, whispering to the dragon of his greatness, wealth, and genius. Long made a note to recruit an elite army of deer men to serve him in Mu
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Serve.
Apart from this, only three of Winkle's minions dare to follow him against Frippon's cruelty: Sweet Chocolate;U
tasty Alliso
; and delicious maltose.
Manlin Victor had still not recovered from being dwarfed last night, and even when using his scythe, he had trouble staying standing. He needs the help of "Sweet Chocolate" to put on his boxers, not "Pe
k" to save his life. The lovely werewolf cast every healing spell she knew on him, but to no avail.
Because there is no cure for dwarf intolerance. Winkel knows this.
Manning Victor's return to the concentration camp elicited a variety of reactions. Allison's face turned as red as a tomato and she covered her mouth with her hands to hold back her laughter. Malfoy looked at the minister with almost religious admiration. And Xolotl…
"Brother, you are back." The Lizard Priest stepped forward and gave the greatest minion a warm hug. “I pray to the goddess that you may find enlightenment on your spiritual journey.”
"I...I don't really remember..." the half-dragon admitted. "I think...I was bitten..."
"Brother Victor, you are connected by blood to the entire city's clergy. You are more than just a guest. You are a part of us, and we are a part of you."
"They said... I was easy..." Victor muttered, as the priest broke their embrace before noticing Allison. "Hey, it's...it's Al..."
With her hand still covering her mouth, the dryad turned away from Victor, trying not to look at him. Such shyness. "Did I do something wrong?" the Prime Minister blurted, before covering his mouth with his hand.
"Yeah, I mean, you started taking off your clothes and dancing in public," Chocolati
e said. "She even wanted to slap you to make you realize something. Don't you remember?"
"No...god, I really want to vomit..."
"But then you took off your panties and started ranting about 'cosmic love' and she couldn't stop laughing, and so did I... Without that nosy angel, we'd get to the really fun part!"
"Then... what is that?" Friend Victor noticed a pile of things in the center of the camp and asked.
Winkle had always wanted to ask. Ever since Manlin Victor's dwarves began their rampage, the imp's messengers have been piling up supplies for the dragon and his minions. Cake, gems, letters, gold watches, exquisite pens, devil's leather notebook... now it is as big as a hill, and there are more imps in it.
"These are gifts from corporate lords, congratulatory letters, alliance proposals, invitations to private carnivals, written courtesies, and... and..." Thick black liquid gushes out of Malfoy's insect-like eyes. . "Mr. Victor, I...you..."
"You're...crying..." Manling Victor frowned. "Malfoy, are you crying?"
"I am moved to tears," cried the demon. "I never thought this day would happen...but you did." You did. You and His Majesty, you are more than just business partners. You are heroes. "
"I know," said Winkle, always proud of himself. "I know, minion. But thank you for reminding me."
"What did you do..." If the master didn't have a hangover, Manlin Victor would also be happy for him. "Can not remember……"
"I want to be your student!" A little devil immediately asked Manling Victor. "take me!"
"See that, kid?" Malfoy said, trying to wipe away tears of joy. "This is not the face of a mortal. This is the face of a hero. It's not what 'Happy Nation' wants...but that's exactly what it needs!"
“My servants’ servants are my servants,” Winkle declared. "I gladly accept your loyalty, brat."
When the little animal was happy, Manlin Victor frowned. "I feel like I did...a terrible thing..."
"You've done your duty, minion, and that's all that matters," Winkle said. "I'm also glad to know that, no matter how gentle a master the cat may be, you haven't been unfaithful to me."
"Cheating..." Manlin Victor glared at the cat Felix who followed them back to the camp. "Why is he here? How is he here?"
"I'm a cat and I can do anything," the cat said in its native language, a variation so close to Draconic that Winkle couldn't understand it. In fact, he didn't know "meow" was "mi" until today
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"Variations."
"Because he's cute!" Chocolati
e said. "Look at him. Look at his little eyes!"
"Felix claims you as his enforcer, and I am very careful to remind him of your oath of servitude." The dragon answered in his native tongue. "We had a chat over a glass of milk and I found him to be a very elegant and intelligent man."
"Your dragon master is the most exquisite creature I have ever seen besides a cat," Felix said flatteringly. "He was the epitome of kingship and had such original ideas for the management of his subordinates... What an illuminating discussion we had."
"Really, I'm amazing and I wish more creatures could understand true nobility and quality breeding like I do."
"These are the true signs of superiority to commoners," Cat agreed. "Noble brilliance."
"As long as civilians can reach our level of culture, we will have world peace," Winkle said. "Alas, we can only take solace in ourselves, our native species, and our trained chiefs of staff. Such is the burden of the square root of intelligence."
"I dream that one day the minions will finally figure out how to satisfy my every need." Felix nodded in complete agreement. "When I find one that's as comfortable on the legs as your chief of staff."
"Mark my words," Winkle said to the cat. "For once only, I allow you to experience this ecstatic contact with my most precious thing. Allowing you to experience the essence of the ultimate servant."
"What about my legs?" I want sweet chocolate. "I'm going to hold your belly and scratch your ears!"
"No," Manling Victor said jealously. "No……"
"Yes!" Felix pounced on the werewolf. "My, my, my!"
"Oh, I will give you milk and food until your bones are surrounded by fat and you can't walk anymore!" Chocolate Sweet was so happy that she held the cat in her arms, and the cat purred in response. Malfi eagerly helped Manling Victor stand up, barely suppressing a whimper of joy.
"But enough of the self-congratulation." Vai
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Clearing his throat, he used his [Golden Path] to teleport a bunch of gifts to his treasure house. "We have to get to Golden City before Fuliben turns it into lead."
"Maybe he's not...he's not here to lead this city..." Manling Victor blurted out
"Why else would he be there, minion?" Winkle asked a simple question. "He did what he did to the moon, how could you doubt it?"
"This is...a conspiracy theory..."
"Yes, that's right, this is a world-wide conspiracy against gold itself, and we must stop it. For the baby coins." The dragon turned to Priest Solot. "Lead the way, foreign servant."
In this way, after two hours of walking through the woods and leaves, Vankel and his minions finally saw the Golden Kingdom.
Winkle had never seen such a beautiful sight before.
The Great Wall protects a magnificent city, as large as the Silent Forest, that was built in the same style as the Thais; the wall itself is surrounded by a river of molten gold. Tall pyramids stand alongside house-covered hills and ancient temples, while four huge armored statues of ancient lizard warriors guard all the city's major locations.
Everything from trees to city walls to pyramids is made of pure gold. Its shadows are so pure that they reflect sunlight in all directions, turning the city into a sparkling gem whose radiance burns the eyes of the unworthy.
Dragon's Paradise exists, and Winkle discovered it!
"Awesome," Allison gasped, and all the minions present were stunned.
"I can only take you so far," said Solot. "I must return to Kukulkan and offer my gift to the goddess. You must complete your sacred mission yourself, O great one."
"You did well, little servant of the gods," Winkle said gracefully, amazed at the level of his servant's technology. When he returned to Mu
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He would have his servants import doormats and cloaks in large quantities.
"I will return to discuss with your dwarf emissary how to keep the portal between our lands open so that our civilizations can bathe in each other's blood." The priest announced, before bowing politely to Manlin Victor. "I'll wait for you to come back so we can drink the magic potion together—"
"No..." The Prime Minister was a little panicked. "Stop eating mushrooms!"
"As you wish," the reptile said with obvious regret, and excused himself to return to his jungle with his followers. Winkle immediately regretted the loss of those two masters, but this was no time for flattery.
Now is the time to act.
For when he smells the lich's terrifying presence within these walls, Winkle searches for any sign of his evil nemesis's presence. He didn't look for long.
In this perfect picture of heaven, the dragon noticed an anomaly. The farthest position of the pyramid from you. The metal wrapped on it is different from the others. It is a black alloy with an ominous feel.
Lead pyramid.
"No!" Vai
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Panicked. "We're late!" Fu
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He’s already doing his bad things!”
"Impossible..." Manlin Victor's eyes widened, realizing that his master had indeed been right all along. "He...is he really going to turn this city into lead?"
"I'm right! Everything I said is right!" Fankle immediately spread his wings. "Minions, follow me!" We have to stop Fu.
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!Form up a battle line!”
Malfi held Manlin Victor in his arms as the dragon charged, crushing any trees or leaves between him and the golden gate. His servants followed, but Vaqu'ir ignored them.
Because at that moment, the thought of saving Paradise from lead poisoning occupied Long's mind.
You have fallen under the influence of [The Curse of Greed].
The curse of greed? Well, greed seems to be a curse rather than a universal truth to which everyone succumbs.
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Soon, all the gold will be his.
