What a beautiful place.
Winkel glanced at the huge, steaming bath in front of him, surrounded by natural stone walls and wooden pipes. The pagoda-style inn overlooking the area looks down from the hill, blocking half of the sunlight.
"It could fit an army in there!" his chief of staff looked at him, walking down the stone path wearing only a robe that fit his wings and tail. "It's as big as the lake!"
"Minion, what do they call it?" asked the dragon, touching the water with his paw and finding that the water was just right. The locals wisely left the place for the dragons only.
"Hot springs, Your Majesty."
"Can they stop telling him to take a bath?" Winkle said, slipping into the steaming water and making a sound of delight. He couldn't say why, but it felt like lava. His strong body caused the water level to rise, swallowing up rocks and bonsai. "Perfect."
You have entered the [hot spring] realm.
Your status ailments will be cured and you will regain HP and SP at a faster rate.
After saving world hunger with Tarasque's new feeding program, Winkel decided to take a short break during his journey through Outremond. Since there were still about forty days until the end of summer, he figured he could enjoy it.
"Minion, what are you waiting for?" Fankle asked, as his Minion didn't bathe with him. "It's not lava by any means, but it should be."
"See you later, Your Majesty." The slave said as respectfully as ever. "Before I relax, I still have things to do; reforge my Perx, extract information from Mag Mel's soul, check out the Kia..."
"What did that poor paladin do this time?"
"She had withdrawal symptoms. Alison had to lock her in her bedroom to avoid embarrassment."
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Sighed. After opening a new portal between Moulin and the nation's capital, his chief of staff summoned key servants to handle administrative matters. "It was inevitable. Being naked in front of me for weeks made her addicted to me. It happens to my minions all the time."
His chief of staff said nothing; he was the only one with enough willpower to resist his Winkel addiction, and even then, not for long. "Your Majesty, I still think we should use this break to train. With Mag Mel's soul, I have found my predecessor's experience farm, and we are likely to encounter fierce opposition there."
"Minion, I was wondering why we stopped there."
"But that's where they level up!" his minion protested.
"Instead of growing, my wealth is slowly draining away!" Winkle said, vowing to remind the debt-ridden Allison how much she had cost him. The money they gained from conquering the country was barely enough to restore his treasures to their pre-Aknapape size. "Hunting elves is a good thing, but it makes us forget the real purpose of this trip: to collect enough money to keep the ice in Samhai
Shame on you!" There were several times when we fought with the enemy and they didn't drop any gold at all!"
"I'm sure the locals will pay a heavy price to get rid of them—"
"If they did, yes, I would condescend to burn that estate to the ground," Vankel interrupted. "But I want you to focus on money-making tasks first. Like my dodo trading scheme."
"I admit that it should be profitable to sell native male dodos to countries lacking exports while maintaining a monopoly on female dodos," Manlin-Victor said, as if it wasn't obvious. . "But it takes months to breed enough of a population; likewise, our portal is open to foreign trade and global tourism. One way or another, Samhain will pass."
"Friend Victor, you don't see that we have access to one of the most powerful forces in the world," Winkle said. "Short is addictive."
His chief of staff raised an eyebrow. "Short is addicted?"
"We have access to a sea of whiskey, which I understand you use as a substitute for consumption," Winkle said. "I will have my men drain the water and sell the bottles to your relatives. The Agarthans will be glad that we have rescued them from the depredations of the dwarf junkies, and they will give me more tribute."
"That...that's actually pretty smart," Manlin Victor said, considering the incident. "We can quickly pump whiskey into the sea and sell cheap drinks to Gadmani and Bahrain."
"However, I order you not to get too short on our own products. One time is too many."
"This will take time to build," said his prime minister, ever a pessimist. "And I doubt that the wine we sell will add to His Majesty's reserves in forty days."
"How about conquering a new country?" Vai
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suggestion. "So far it's done wonders for me."
"There is a piece of land in the south that no one has developed yet. There should be rich natural resources there, especially gold..." Winkel raised his head with interest, making the servant cough. "But where I come from is hell on earth. I can't imagine how bad it must be in Overmond."
"I will conquer Prydain in due time," Wacker said without fear. "I welcome this exercise. No sacrifice is too much for the greater tribe."
"Alternatively, we could go to Nagastan or the Jade Empire," Manlin Victor said. "They are the richest countries in the world, especially Nagastan, which offer great rewards for expeditions. As someone who calls herself Sasha, I can help us seal the deal there."
"Yes, yes, I believe you can draw our destination." Winkle replied contemptuously. "But I accept no less than 1 million coins per task. I'm a star, minions, you know. We have to raise the standards of wealth."
Manlin Victor takes his leave to prepare for the trip, leaving Winkle alone. The dragon quickly leaned against the stone, like a crocodile on a river bank; the experience wasn't as good as resting on his treasure, but it helped lessen the pain of the wound. The Tarasque's transformation into servants left scars.
Long closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth, and his mind fell into thinking about the future. Although he sacrificed short-term wealth to resurrect his servants, it was an emperor's duty to reward those who died for him.
Dragon suddenly wondered what would happen to his empire once he became a god. While the place initially served only to fuel his treasure, he has come to enjoy ruling it. Can he continue to do this after passing the trials of the Hall of Valor?
He was finally three-quarters done.
"combustion".
Wink's eyes shot open as he recognized the voice.
Dragon's voice.
"I warned you, you should level up Mithra's [Paladin] instead of [Pyromancer]," someone else commented. "You should get a [Fire] Immunity Pe now
k, rather than a mere resistance. "
"Skill is one of your low-level skills," said the third female creature. "[Paladin] will increase your power and charisma."
Winkle immediately identified the source of the sound, which was behind the nearest stone wall. He immediately raised his head and looked at the large bath behind the house.
Three smaller dragons occupy a misty lake there, one black, one green, and the last...
"ICEFANG!" Winkle roared, attracting the attention of the three dragons.
"VAINQUEUR!" roared his white-scaled opponent, spreading his wings defiantly and splashing water all over the floor.
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!The green dragon waved to the emperor. Winkle recognized him as Mag
ifique, one of the guests at his latest show-off day and an adventurer he met while hunting the Legion of Blue Roses. "Nice to meet you."
"What are you doing here?" Fankel glared at Bingya. "Are you here to destroy me again?"
"I am (ninja)!" Bingya hissed in reply. "I train in this city!"
"Not ideal." said the third member of the dragon trio, a black monster maggot with two long horns. "Sushant," Winkle remembered, "her name was Sushant." "Why he chose a small profession with such a high skill bar, I will never understand."
"This 'small class' allowed me to control Winkle in the last game!" Bingya lied.
"That's not what I remember!" Winkle replied angrily, his hands on the wall almost above the water. Unexpectedly, his opponent would suddenly appear and ruin his vacation! "My slave begs me to spare your life!"
"When my treasure eclipses yours, you will be the one to beg Samhain!" Icefang bared his fangs. "By the way, how are you doing? I think it's smaller than a mountain!"
"Bigger than a mountain!" Fankel lied, not wanting to be embarrassed.
"Children, could you please keep your voice down?" asked Savant, because the noise scared away the birds. "You scared the minions away!"
"What are you doing with this man who loves silver?" Wenke glared at her and McGriffick.
"We joined his guild not long ago," Mag
ifique said. "Silver Dragon Adventure Company."
“We work together to complete the mission and share the spoils.” Suffisa
te nodded. “Risk-free money!”
"No kickbacks to slaves!"
"I thought you had better taste than I do," Wink complained. How could a dragon with so much gold join this second-rate frost dragon?
"Speak for yourself, you lost the golden hunter." Bingya mocked his opponent. “How much did he pay you? Or…or did he give you an advance?”
The emperor's eyes turned red. "Take that back!"
"Come on, we're dragons, we're better than this," Magnifique said happily. "You can fight on Samhain."
"Indeed, my net worth will speak for itself," Winkle replied haughtily, refusing to stoop to Bing Fang's level of stinginess. "The treasure made even Fuliben regret his evil deeds"
"Yeah," Bingya replied contemptuously, smirking arrogantly. "Didn't you hear, Knight Ben? I became the richest dragon in the world! If it hadn't been for that goblin, I might have been even richer..."
"The previous daimyo hired us to save his empire from some goblin warlords, but when we arrived, he had been eaten and replaced," Suficent explained the situation to Winkle. "We complained to the new goblin minions management and they reimbursed us for our travel expenses and offered us a free vacation as an apology."
"Ah!" Winkel laughed at Bingya, happy that the task was completed under his nose.
"I swear, when I find my [Hero Badge], I will choke you in your arrogance," the Frost Dragon hissed.
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The same hero badge that e got there?" Fankel raised his head proudly, and the other dragons looked at him as if he had grown more heads than Qi Mei.
"You defeated Dragonscourge?" Mag
Ifique's eyes sparkled with stars.
"You can get a hero badge by defeating a monster?" Sushant asked, intent on getting stronger.
"Even if you had the necessary privileges to see them, my—" Winkle took a deep breath, "the view from the seventy-fifth floor would blind you!"
"Yes!" Icefa
g complained.
"Let me see..." Sushant's eyes widened. "[Augustus] is thirty, [Witch Hunter General] is fourteen, [Caesar] is seventeen, [Dungeon Keeper] is ten, [Feng Shui Master] is four!" Seventy-five years!"
Winkle puffed out his chest, happy to be getting the attention he deserved.
"What kind of shoddy building is this?" Su Fancent said, half surprised and half mocking.
"Yes, Vaikl, how do you do things?" Magnifique replied in surprise.
The emperor frowned, surprised at the people's reaction. "forgive you?"
"I know you are the pioneer of dragon system, but your class is too chaotic!" Suffisa
Te said. "You're not even trying to optimize!"
“Why should I optimize for perfection?” Vai
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The obvious was pointed out. "Your argument is illogical."
"The perfection of dragons can always be built upon."
"I still believe that rather than enhancing our strength, it's better to cover up our natural weaknesses." Bingfang argued, seemingly as annoyed by the other dragon's arrogance as Winkle. "I solved my skill weakness and [Fire] weakness! Soon, I will be immune to [Fairy]!"
"Are you immune to fairies?" Winkle asked, his contempt for his opponent being outweighed by curiosity. After all, fairies and dragons have been at war for so long that they have become vulnerable to each other's attacks; if Wotan Dragonsword can overcome this, then so can Vykel.
“I did it by becoming a priest,” Manifik boasted. "One of the Manling Gods provides [Fairy] resistance at level 17, which can be increased to immunity by using appropriate magic items!"
"(Pastor)?" Fankel was stunned. "You became Manlin's slave?"
"Far from it. I took the goddess Leone as my servant, and now she gives me beautiful spells whenever I command her!" The green dragon proudly showed off a small pendant around his neck, which represented the shield and A pen is connected together. "In addition to [Fairy] resistance, as the Goddess of Strength, she can provide a strength bonus equal to my [Priest] level, on top of the magic buff!"
"We calculated that if he gained perfect proficiency with the sword, he could do thousands of damage with the sword," Safisant added, her technical jargon turning Wacker off. "That's why he has levels in Paladins too!"
"I have to follow the principles of small people's ethics and help small people solve their problems, but this is just a technical issue," Mag
ifique said contemptuously. "I hope they address this design flaw soon."
"I agree, why does the Dragon class feature require you to help lower creatures?" Suffisa
te shook his head. "At least you have it easy. I have to tend the garden and tend the forest to keep my (Cybele Vista) allowance active."
"Stop complaining, you can use vitality as the main stat for spellcasting instead of useless intelligence or skills!"
"Skills are not useless!" Icefa
g growled. "You've seen what I can do with it!"
"Yeah, yeah, we know, you can always land the killing blow." "But once I get the crest, I can turn the raw power of nature into my minions!"
"I wonder if [Witch] would be better as your new class after you get past level 30," Mag
ifique mused. "[Chronomancer] is very powerful, but difficult to level up and relies on intelligence, while [Witch] uses Charisma, which works better with [Vestal]."
"She should let (Bud) polish herself!" Icefa
g said. "Like a ninja!"
"I still don't understand why these gods refuse to claim us," Magnifique complained. "Imagine what our data would look like if we were claimed by all 12 companies. And not a single one accepted!"
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Watching three people argue about numbers, statistics and values clearly misses the mark on what really matters.
"My fellow bugs," he shouted, "have you forgotten that as long as you are an invincible dragon, all professions are good?"
"Yeah, obviously," McGonific admitted, "but some classes are more advanced than others."
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"Without any combat application," Suffisa
te added.
"Because you lack imagination!" Vai
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Defending his hard-earned level. "I have tamed the strongest minions in the world, and soon I will be raising an army of them!"
"I can easily [charm] any animal with the right [prayer], and I can create powerful minions from seeds," Suffisa
Te said. "seed!"
"But they are not as powerful as (the fisherman's) minions," Mag
ifique added.
"That Pe
k, no matter how powerful it is, cannot make up for the nineteen useless levels before. "
"Are they always like this?" Winkel asked Bingfeng as they continued to argue, his opponent appearing to share his frustration.
"It's a pity." Frost Dragon replied. "I'm worried that once they get past level 30, they'll become unbearable."
"You can still arrange something, Fankel." Su Feisant said after realizing that the dragon had lost interest in the conversation. "Of course, once we reach your level, you'll never gain our power—"
"If you get to my level," Vai
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pointed out. He didn't believe this was possible, considering their lack of dragon common sense.
"But if you level up in Crusader now—"
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"Careers and perks are important, but it's how they are used and who uses them that matters," replied. "Look at me. I am who I am. Those lessons I've learned have stood me in good stead time and time again, Why do we need to learn new lessons?”
Maglic and Sushant exchanged glances. "I don't understand," said the former. "You mean you get powerful personal perks when you use a less-than-ideal career?"
Winkle shook his head, angry at his dragon brothers. Don't they understand that the only classes that matter are the ones that make them richer and more attractive? Who cares who has the highest stat score, when they already have a perfect measure of one's worth in treasure?
This is the tragedy of the dreamer. His influence on dragon society had unexpected side effects.
"No matter what, my wealth will prove that my path is the best," Winkle said proudly, preparing to go back to take a shower.
"Leaving so soon, Waikr?" Icefa
g made a hissing sound. "Have we hit a sore spot? Are you afraid that your class combination will be inferior to mine?"
"Not even the best class in the world can turn silver into gold," Winkle mocked him.
"But the worst of them can turn gold into lead!"
The red dragon turned and glared at his opponent. "Be careful. You sound suicidal."
"You can't defeat me in battle, and I believe you can't defeat the Golden Hunter!" Bingya insisted on his madness. "Even if there are fewer levels, I can optimize it better. I can take you there anytime."
"Hey, stop!" Magnifique interrupted them before they could fight. "There are more civilized ways to settle your feuds! Like the Minion fights!"
"That won't do," Bingya replied, lightning crackling between his and his nemesis's eyes.
"How about going on an adventure?" Suffisa
Te said. "We pick a task and see who can solve it the fastest!"
Winkle considered this suggestion, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. "If you insist," he said. "There is an elf manor that I have always wanted to burn down..."
