The more he thought about Fuliben, the more troubled he became.
The dragon knew that the Lich was behind everything that had gone wrong in his life. The Moon Planet could never have become a leader on its own, and Wotan would not have attacked V&V if Winkle had stayed home instead of chasing the Lich. Therefore, all of Lich's claims of innocence are invalid.
It was just a ruse! Yes, a ruse to avoid his just punishment!
But why should he accept Winkle's challenge to settle their war once and for all? Why do the adventurers protect him out of their own free will? Why do they call him their teammate, like Manling Victor Same for his master?
Will he...will he have friends?
Of course not! Fu
ibo
Can't have friends, otherwise he wouldn't be Fu
ibo
Got it!
However,……
"Are you talking about the class system?" Grandpa frowned at Julie. "Is it the same as the cultivation that Mr. Yu said?"
"This system is not a scam!" Julie defended her livelihood. "It gives you power over life and death, gold and lead! Even magic!"
G
a
d
ake tries to enter the system and blinks repeatedly. "Princess Hunter?" he said, tapping into the ancient power of dragons. "What a strange device... it must be ancient dragon magic, but I've never heard of anything like it." Strange, very strange. "
"Do dragons cast their own magic?" Julie asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Julie, who else but a dragon could invent something so advanced?" Winkle replied before joking. "Ma
li
gs?”
Grandrack laughed before answering Julie's question. "Our elder maggot ancestors and the first generation dragons used magic to give the first minions souls, at least that's what the legend says. But since they were already perfect without magic, our ancestors didn't bother training the next generation in magic. .Instead, we focus on what really matters: getting richer!"
"It just confirms what I've been thinking all along," Winkle replied proudly. "This ancient system was created by dragons, for dragons."
"Indeed, although annoyingly, it was the Minions who discovered it first," Grandrak replied. "Perhaps I'll delve deeper into it once I get Freebon, my soon-to-be servant, to lift my amnesia curse."
"You don't need a lich!" Vai
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protested. "I can lift it myself!"
"Is that okay?"G
a
d
Ake asked.
Of course Fankle could! He was hesitant to try his magic wand because it would hurt the old dragon. It's better to try simpler options. "Magic purification!" Winkle's powerful power swept through Glen Lake, lifting the old dragon's negative influence.
At least that's what he thought.
You can't lift G
a
d
ake's [Forgetful Otaku Curse].
Once used, the curse of the [Big Hex] series can only be lifted by the exit clause in its original wording.
"Oh, a new message," said Gronk, who had received the same message as Wacker himself. "Exact words?" Damn, I wasn't paying attention. "
"A wizard's servant could certainly find the original wording and the weaknesses in it," Winkle suggested. "I will ask my minister to call his lawyer."
"Lawyers? Are they wizards?" Gronk nodded to the young dragon in thanksgiving during Vaquier's confirmation ceremony. "I appreciate it."
"No thanks," replied the emperor. "I would never have become such a skilled princess hunter without your stories and example."
"Ah, I'm so happy to see young people like you and your niece." Grandpa raised his head proudly. “I have the urge to hunt in my bones.”
"Oh, can you teach me?" Julie begged the old dragon. "P
ettyplease!”
"Do you want to learn the ways of a true princess hunter, little Julie?" Grandfather looked at Wacker's niece in a new light. "Do you have what it takes to succeed?" The journey of the Princess Hunter is long and arduous. One must be patient, curious and cultivated!"
Julie nodded harder than before, in awe of the ancient maggot's wisdom. "I want to be the greatest princess defender ever! I will protect them from the orcs and any villains who want to harm them!"
"My Julie is very environmentally conscious," Winkel said, proudly defending his niece. “She cared about wildlife.”
Xiaolong's desire to learn satisfied his grandfather's vanity. "If you wish to discover new species of princesses and protect them like a true connoisseur, then I'd be happy to teach you how."
The niece immediately let out a scream of happiness.
Winkle asked his niece to swap ways to protect the princess from poachers with Grunk, then noticed his chief of staff and knight Kya walking towards him. "Your Majesty, we need to discuss something very important," said friend Victor.
"There is no time to waste in words, my lord," Winkle replied firmly. "We have to go."
"Where to go?"
"Train!" Winkle said, glaring at what the Lich and his "teammates" were discussing. "Freeburn and I will soon settle our grudges once and for all, and we must prepare accordingly."
"You're going to war?" Kia asked, thirsting for blood.
"Yes." Winkel glanced dramatically at his chief of staff to make him more aware of the gravity of the situation. "Card."
His Manlin was silent for a moment, then exchanged glances with Knight Kia, who shrugged. "Are you going to resolve your entire rivalry with an ancient lich wizard over a card game?"
"Not a card game," Winkle corrected his minion. “The only civilized card game worth betting on the future of! Monster Poker!”
His master placed a hand on his face, worried for his master, while the Kia Knight kept blinking.
"When Orcs introduced me to the game, I was skeptical," Vai
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recalls his battles fondly. "But then, as I kept winning, it started to get to me. Instant winning hands, decorations, destroying enemies... so many ways to crush those who resisted me! I had never experienced a game like this, and here I am not Money is available at any cost and without any risk of failure! It’s a self-perpetuating cycle, minions! I win, I get a raise, I win more, I get a raise even more!”
"But..." Manling Victor choked up. "Fu
ibo
accept?"
"Yes, because Monster Poker is a card game with a heart," Long said wisely. "Not even a lich can resist its temptation. If you are a true duelist, you will understand."
He didn't.
"Because my fingers are too big to wield the cards, I need your power, minion," Vai
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explained. "Because Fuli is not an easy prey. We are going west, to uncharted waters, so that we can collect the strongest rare cards, build the most powerful deck in the world, and perfect the art of winning. Once I Defeat the lich and he will atone for his sins in the form of a servant.”
"If you win, Fei Long."
The three turned to Freebon, his voice echoing with evil bitterness.
"Because if I win, not only will you finally leave me," the Lich said, his teeth somehow turning into a sickening smile. "But I will accept heavy tribute in retaliation."
"Can't you just say it and become friends?" Manlin Victor said, too idealistic.
"Never!" The dragon and the lich roared at the same time, and Man Ling sighed.
"I can't let him get away with it!" Fankel insisted, glaring at his nemesis.
"What crime?" protested the Lich. "Have I not done enough?"
"I'm the first to say that a coalition is not going to flush out people who have served the Brandon Moore regime their entire lives," Nate Kia said. "But everyone deserves a second chance if they're willing to take it. If he messes up, I can always execute him."
"My victory will prove your guilt," Winkle said. "Say the name of the battlefield and I will meet you there."
"A new land has appeared in the Western Sea, surrounded by strange sea water." Fuliben pointed at Wankel with a bony finger. "This is a fitting stage for our final battle."
"You will never succeed, either here or in heaven!" Vai
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roar. "Three days, Fulibon!" We will duel at noon in three days! Come out quickly, or I will be furious!"
"I can't wait to be rid of you forever, maggot!" Fu
ibo
Said, before teleporting out with his team. "Three days!"
Winkle turned to Manlin Victor. "see it?"
"Your Majesty, is this really a priority?" his chief of staff said nonsense. "The message I'm getting is that these people have nothing good to do in the West."
"The fairies will be dealt with in time, but Freeborn remains the greatest threat, and I won't rest until he is finally defeated," Winkle replied.
"Vic, since we're moving west anyway, we can take care of this on the way to mainland Serbia," Knight Kia said.
"We?" Fankel said again, glaring at the uninvited guest.
"If your Majesty allows me, I would like to join your team," the knight said. Julie has reached level 30, and the Kobold Ranger has exceeded this level. They have become very powerful, but not strong enough to face their ex. "
Fankle almost dismissed the unworthy excuse of a slave before realizing that he could separate her from Julie for a long time. No evil influence from Paladins, G
a
d
Ake could certainly bring his niece back to the right path of dragons; the older maggot would protect her better than this evil [Paladin].
"I will allow you to serve me in future battles, Manlin," the dragon declared with mock magnanimity. "If my niece will allow it."
"Great!"K
ight Kia smiled. "I'll talk it over with Julie and get right back."
"Yes, yes," Winkle dismissed her and turned to his chief of staff. "Now, my minister, I need you to check the value of my new treasure. Especially the clothes I can wear."
His servant looked at the pile and immediately recognized the dragon-sized ring. A beautiful golden circle intertwined with worms and dragons eating their own tails.
"Wow, that's...that's a powerful [Dragon Ring-Pharaoh]!" Manlin Victor marveled at the luster of this item. "I've never seen anything so powerful. +10 points of luck, immune to hostile [earth] effects, and can reflect [Accelerate], [Elemental Protection], [Powerful Dispelling Magic] or [Powerful Dispel Magic] on the wearer per day depending on the situation. [Cure any disease] once. But non-dragons cannot wear it."
"As it should be." Winkle put it on her finger and it fit perfectly. "I still want my winking ring back. You ask Barnabas the Troll to make one for me."
"Let me see... I have no armor... Ah!" Manlin Victor took out a sparkling rainbow-like gem from the pile of jewelry. "This is also for His Majesty. [Psi-sto
e]. "
"Psiwhat?"
"[Psi-sto
e]. Will your Majesty please lower their heads?" Fankel obeyed the advice and lowered his head to the ground. His servant struck the stone with his master's horns, and the dragon felt the stone and his scales merging.
You have interacted with a [Mind Shielding Stone]. You are now immune to mind-affecting effects as long as the stone remains intact.
"(Spirit Stones) are items that you can equip on the brain and spine to provide the wearer with spiritual power," explained Manlin Victor. "If you have more than one, they have an additional effect."
"A gem that can be worn forever as armor?" This is the dragon's dream come true.
"Unfortunately, there's nothing in the pile for me," complained Manlin Victor. "And (the Black Holy Grail) will return to Thaote
custody. A shame. "
"You will still have the opportunity to equip yourself in the future, slave." Winkel looked at the horizon and comforted him. He was already thinking about what he would gain from defeating Fulibeng once and for all.
The next day, after a hearty meal, Wankel decided to leave at dawn. He summoned his minions and allies to deliver a speech in the city's ruined square; Manlin Victor finally found clothing made from animal skins.
"Minion, I conquered El Dorado. The city will be rebuilt, however it should be. A city of pure gold, sustained by the endless wealth of my empire. When Manlin Victor and I," Winkle Deliberately snubbing Knight Kya, no one likes him anyway, "Continue to end the threat of Freebon once and for all, and you will rebuild this place as a second Imperial colony..."
It took Winkle a few seconds before he said the name he had been pondering all night.
“El Goldo
ado!”
Of course, everyone applauded, some more than others...but it wasn't enough for Winkle's taste. The dragon raised his hand in a friendly manner, encouraging his minions to regain their loyalty until applause became acceptable.
"Thank you, thank you," Winkle said. "You are very nice."
"There I will build my new lair," G
a
d
ake said, with his new apprentice Jolie by his side. “I had been thinking about opening a Princess Wildlife Sanctuary and this patch of bush seemed like the best place.”
"Let's work together to build a new place." Chocolate said with tears in his eyes. "Like Mu
mu
i
Same as the old days. "
"We have to do better." Alliso
Nod.
"When you come back, I'll prepare a new recipe for you," Chocolate said to Manling Victor.
"I'll enjoy it with pleasure," Felix said with cat pride.
"Oh, it couldn't have been done without you," Chocolat comforted the cat, stroking its ears. "You will be our honored guest."
"Mr. Victor, I will make you a new armor in a few days." "A man worthy of being the hero of Happy Paradise."
"Thank you, I'll call you back in a few days."
"Now, it's time to leave," Winkle announced, hoping to fight the lich sooner rather than later.
"Bye, Kia!" Julie told her chief of staff, summoning her gryphon to ride.
"I can finally test out my new mount," Manlin Victor said, raising his scythe. "Knight Zmey."
Zmey?
Before Fankel could ask his servant, the bright sky darkened and the rain fell without warning. For a moment, he wondered if Wotan had returned, but then he realized that it was something far worse.
The beast flew through the clouds, smashing one of the few remaining pyramids on the way down, and landed among the minions, blowing most of them in all directions. Knight Kia immediately readied her sword, while the dragons present shook in fear.
Zimi is here.
A close relative of a true dragon, a primitive cousin, this particular Zimmer is the largest of its kind, measuring approximately 15 feet long. This green-skinned beast has bat-like wings and four legs that barely support its huge body. Its three heads are not as elegant as a lizard, but like a snake. All in all, the creature looks like a twisted parody of a dragon.
"Golenich is there, master!" The beast looked at Manling Victor with its stupid yellow eyes and spoke with three heads at the same time. "Golinic avoided all traffic!"
G
a
d
ake looked at the creature with pure disgust, and even kind-hearted Jolie felt uncomfortable in its presence. "Minion, what is that?" Winkle asked contemptuously as Knight Kia lowered his sword.
"Golinich is a good friend!" the inbred dragon replied, wagging its tail. "Oh yes!"
In the name of the old monster maggot, this guy is now looking at Winkel. The dragon turned his head, preferably denying the pest's existence. "Minion, send that thing away with your horse."
"No, I signed up for chocolate," his chief of staff replied. What's worse is that he seems fascinated by the creature, as if he's commanding a real dragon. "Besides, my horse can't fly across the ocean."
"But you can!" Vaikl glanced boldly at Zemei, its three tongues hanging like a dog. The existence of such creatures diminishes the glorious reputation of true dragons. "You don't need it!"
"Is Gorinic unloved?" the guy collapsed, collapsed. "Golinic is sad."
"You are a dragon, show your dominance!" Winkel scolded the guy, but immediately regretted it. The emperor was disgusted by the admission that it was a descendant of the Dragon family.
"Your Majesty, this is unnecessary!" To Winkel's surprise, Manlin Victor came to the creature's defense...and he wasn't the only one.
"Poor beast..." Allison whispered.
"Your Majesty, look at him, he is a huge scaly puppy!" Sweet Chocolate said, immediately comforting the elf. "You made him cry!"
What's the matter? That abomination they preferred to their master?
"Betrayal! Betrayal!" Winkel looked at Granke and begged him for support.
The old dragon completely left the scene, denying Zimei's existence like a true monster maggot. Julie hesitates between supporting her uncle's views and imitating the Princess Hunter.
"It's okay, Gorinich," Manlin Victor reassured the beast. "His Majesty is a little surprised by your arrival. He didn't mean it that way."
"I did it!" Winkle protested, leaving Zimi crestfallen and his servants glaring at their master. "Minions, are you humiliating me? Me?"
The silence became unbearable. The emperor tried to stand his ground, but he could feel the invisible and unspoken social pressure weighing on him. He almost turned away, unable to bear the silent, critical glances of his servants.
"Zmey eats his own shit!" Waikr reminded his followers.
"Your Majesty, I hate to say this," Delicious Malt cleared his throat, "but you sound...politically incorrect."
Politically incorrect? He is the emperor and his will is the politically correct choice! Why this reaction?
…Feelings.
Yes Vai
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Remember that the Minion's emotions do not revolve around their master. Perhaps seeing Zemi injured created a sense of Minion solidarity between them. "Don't alienate your followers, or they'll run away while you sleep," Vankel reminded himself.
In the end, Winkle dealt with the matter in the true dragon way.
He turned his back to Zemei and ignored him.
"...Your Majesty, do you want to pretend that he doesn't exist?" Victor asked.
"Yes!"
Of course, if Wankel turned a deaf ear to him, Zemi would disappear.
"Your Majesty will get used to you." Winkle peeked subtly over his shoulder and watched Manlin Victor lie to Zeme.
"Is that a stick?" Golenich's three heads looked at the minister's scythe carefully. "Master, you stick so well! Like a dog!"
This will be a long trip.
