Everything is as dark as the darkest abyss.
But it's anything but quiet. And the taste of honey cake.
"Is he awake?" asked Chocolate, who had been by Victor's side since he fell into a coma. "Is my delicious cake any good?"
"No," Allison said. "There are no signs of recovery."
"Can I have a piece?" Gobrina asked, followed by a burst of noise. "Ouch, the cake bit me!"
"This happens randomly during Choc's 'Monster Pastry Chef' class," Allison said. "Ludik, isn't there a way to speed up recovery?"
"Luring him back to the real world and giving him greater happiness"
"I made the smelliest cake ever!" If only Felix were still alive, I would love to cook him... He seems to love my stuffed Garfield recipe. "
"Jock, maybe we should tell him?" Alliso
suggestion.
"But I want to give you a surprise!" Silence. They must all be staring at her. "Vic, you know that sacrificial altar I've been bugging you about? The one with the goats?"
"Now that Choc wants to see us both, and you saved my life...I guess I can take the goat's place."
…
"Choc, does it work?"
"Just a twitch."
"Damn, I'm sure this will wake him up," Allison sighed, "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do."
"Not me," Gobrina said, followed by a loud bang. "Oh, look at that. A million gold coin wallet slipped out of my pocket and fell to the ground! Enough to buy a lot of attribute boosters! Oh my god, what if someone picked it up before me? "
"His fingers moved, but only a little," Chocolate said.
"Enough carrots." He heard a new voice. Cha
le
e. "Time to try the stick."
"That's...Charlene, you wouldn't consider reading that book to him, would you?" It almost killed him the first time!"
"That's right. Reading Breeding Fever aloud will make him either wake up or die!"
……No.
"He's having convulsions!" Cha
le
e rejoice. "I'm opening the book! I'm about to read it!"
No, no, no!
"Wait, you're going to kill him!" More voices came from his right, as if they were fighting. "Give me!"
"Enough!" Allison's voice echoed. "Get out, everyone! Get out, get out, get out, we let him rest!"
"But—"
“No pink literature!”
Charlene muttered, and he felt soft hands briefly grasp his, followed by the sound of the door closing.
Yo. He wouldn't survive the first chapter.
How long would he have to stay like this? At least several days.
"Hypocrite." The voice of his totem animal echoed in the darkness, calling for action. "Slimy guy, you have to wake up."
"I'm here!" he complained, speechless. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, let alone return to his [Holy Grail]!
"Your dragon is in danger and needs your stickiness. The abominations are getting stronger and stronger. You have to focus on your glue. Use glue, stickiness!"
Use glue? Like his bonds?
Well, focus on Winkle. Pay attention to your friends, pay attention to Mu after you leave
mu
i
What will become.
…
No. Nothing at all. He should have known that this only worked in movies.
"Woo..."
Is that Felix's voice?
Wait, what is that warm bundle on his leg?
"Ouch!" Felix's voice hissed. "I'm stuck on you! Because you ate me, I'll be roaming around your legs, slave!"
In retrospect, he probably should have gone back to sleep and stopped dealing with this crap.
"Now I want to use your body to give birth to a baby!"
Victor's eyes flew open.
Felix the Cat hissed in surprise, and the minister's hand sprang toward him like a snake. The cat tried to jump off the bed, but Victor grabbed it by the neck.
"You feel pretty solid for a ghost, Felix." Death squinted at the overfed cat, and the screen suddenly appeared.
Congratulations! For fulfilling its requirements and witnessing the true nature of the Goddess of Pleasure, you are in the prestigious [Cruel Rake] category! You have won the [Pla
Loved class benefits!
+30 hp, +1 vit, +1 ski, +1 agi, +2 cha, +1 lk.
On a successful Charisma check, you can teleport to another plane of existence of your choice, other than Earth; the more familiar you are with the target location, the more precise the transport will be. In addition, you gain a permanent Charisma bonus equal to half your total level (currently +36).
Is this class worth it? Is it worth the pain of having his soul torn from his body just by seeing Sibley's beautiful face? Spending days trapped in his own body, unable to move a muscle Is it worth it if I can’t move?
Yes. Yes, it is.
The bedroom door opened and Alison, Chocolate, and Ludwig rushed in. cried the dryad, smiling happily like a werewolf. "You're awake!"
"I told you, he just needed time," Ludwig said with a shrug. "The multiverse has so much to offer."
"Felix!" Chocolati
e focuses on cats in their primitive state of hunger. "you are still alive?"
"Go away,cateate
!" The cat struggled, but failed to escape Victor's hand. "You cost me my life!"
"Felix, this is great!"
Chocolati
efrom Victo
He grabbed the cat in his hand and held it close to his chest.
"I could cook you more than once!"
The cat screamed in fear, but like Victor before him, he couldn't escape the iron pull of the chocolaty.
"I'm glad you're here, Vic," Allison said, helping him stand up from the bed. The minister stretched and noticed that his scythe was next to the nearest wall. "I thought you wouldn't come."
"Yeah, I guess I developed a tolerance for gods after being recognized as a god by half the pantheon." At this rate, he might just collect them all. "But she's really good. If Camilla hadn't come first, I probably would have prayed to her more often."
"How does she look?" Allison asked, with a twinkle in her eye. "Sybele? What does she look like?"
"She is...have you seen the good "Death Note" movie?"
"I can only imagine."
"That's right," Victor replied, grabbing his scythe and feeling whole again. "Also, about the goat bite..."
"Did you hear everything?" Allison seemed a little embarrassed, putting a hand in his hair. "Wait until you recover, handsome."
"Oh," Chocolat pouted in disappointment. "Can I get the chain and knife out of storage earlier?"
What he did for desire.
Ludvic puts his hand on Alliso
and Chocolate
e's shoulders. "Now that he's awake, I need to talk to him. Can you leave us alone for five minutes?"
"You're not going to lead him down another dead end, are you?" Alliso
He frowned. "I can't take another long vacation."
"It's okay," Victor said, then joked. "This is a national diplomacy issue."
The dryad struggled to believe him, but did; she took the chocolate and the doomed Felix and closed the door.
"My apprentice, have you learned [Devil's Rake]?" Ludik asked after Victor cast a [lock] spell on the door, and his disciple nodded. "How much extra oomph?"
"One hundred and fifteen. 135 is Mo
ste
Ki
, and 5 to 10 are Seduce
. "
"Very well, you should be able to use your eloquence to get rid of anything except the dragon's jaws. When you reach the threshold of one hundred and fifty, be very careful as every stalker will notice you. A three-digit number The attribute of charisma is a double-edged sword and must be used with care. With great power of persuasion comes great responsibility.”
Yeah, Ludwig could probably dominate the world with as much charisma as he does. "Do you think I can convince a guy?" It was one of the main reasons he took the class, and it also improved his dating life.
"It's worth a try, but speaking from experience, I highly recommend keeping a hidden treasure in case of emergency resuscitation," Ludvic said, before handing him a bag. "Here are some things I wish I had when I was your age: a (Friend Ring) that enhances your charm in a pinch, a (Amulet of Disgust) like mine, and a (Gender Bending Belt) that changes the gender of the wearer ."
"Thank you, I'm very grateful." The minister bowed in thanks. "But I'm not sure what this belt will do for me."
"You told me you could cast eighth levels of magic. One of them, [Fetch], allows you to create temporary copies of yourself."
Victor blinked as he realized the implication of this sentence. "Isn't that a bit narcissistic?"
"If you want to get things done, sometimes you have to do something to yourself."
"I feel like you operate at a higher level that I can barely understand," the prime minister admitted. "I'll bring a belt in case it helps, but I doubt I'll ever get that far."
"It will come with age," the playboy replied, then cleared his throat. "Victor, your dwarf friends have arranged my trip to Mumoun; by now you should have everything on your way to happiness. But before I leave this planet to find new sensations Before that, I have some advice that I must tell you.”
"Please teach me, senior."
"Use your (pla
elelove) skills and eighth-level spells, create your own private corner of the multiverse and then decorate it into the most expensive resort. You never get a second chance, so always be ready to teleport your date there; but never reveal its location to anyone, and always keep it hidden among weapons, potions, and emergency rations. "
"I was already going to do it," Victor admitted. "Primarily as a private refuge."
"good". Ludwig patted him on the back and looked him straight in the eyes. "Next, one of these days, I have a feeling something is going to happen for you soon. You think the protective ward works, but it doesn't; that gifted troll housekeeper is going to say your two species can't reproduce, but They can; or that eight-legged telepathic spider is a deranged stalker who will stop at nothing to trap you in her web. Can you understand me?"
"…Really?" Victor said, a little uncomfortable with the topic.
"When this happens, I want you to look at the sun." Ludwig turned him toward the window and pointed toward the sky. "Look at that bright guiding star."
"Then what?"
"Then you run. You run as fast as you can. They call your name and try to stop you, but you don't listen. You run, you run, you keep running until your legs can't hold you up anymore. And then you Use your wings to fly further.”
"Now it seems that this is a bit cowardly and irresponsible, right?"
"When you have an egg on every internet, you'll understand. What follows is the most important advice I can impart. No matter how cute she looks, no matter how pitiful you are about her, no matter how tempting, Never, and I mean never touch—"
"Slave!"
Victor left his bedroom and traveled to a desolate wasteland to trade his best mentor for a giant red dragon.
"Minion, you're awake." Victor froze because Winkle's voice was more serious than ever. He also had a new, thin claw mark over his right eye, as if someone had recently cast a healing spell on it. "Good. I have a very important question."
"Oh, is it so?"
"Where do dragons go after they die?"
Victor frowned, then looked around. Near a pile of reptile carcasses, Kachin casts a spell on a statue of Glenich. The minister recognized Bingya and the two dragons among them.
It didn't take him long to guess what was going on. He didn't know what to say.
So he put his hand on his grieving friend's leg. "Your Majesty, why do you ask me?"
"Because I don't know myself," Winkle replied grimly. "I've never asked before."
The whole misadventure left a bitter taste in Winkle's mouth, and not because he didn't get a little something out of it. His right eye is still a little itchy, even after the Cavalier Kia cured it.
He should have been happy about the ice sheet's demise; he had even considered taking matters into his own hands in the past.
Although they made many mistakes and did many stupid things, Bingya and his companions were all dragons. They deserve better.
"Big V took a hit for Gorinic," zmey said after the recovery. Vai
queue
Watch as Manlin Victor resurrects the Nagas as undead while Knight Kia prays in the corner. Even on tough days like today, the minions' division of labor remains absolute. "Golinic is sorry..."
"You are a poor, bloodless slave," said Winkel, and Golenich made three sad faces. The emperor was silent for a few seconds, then added some warmth. "But you are still my servant."
Zimi raised all his heads and wagged his tail. “Big V cares about Gorinic!”
"I didn't!" Winkel turned his back to him and ignored him. "Report, slave."
"I can only turn them into mindless undead creatures," Manlin Victor (Ma
li
g Victo
)explain. "Souls cannot return to their bodies while under the control of Mel Aldeus. Even if they could, my spell is not strong enough."
"Perhaps it was the consumption of these energies that allowed her to reach level 60 in such a short period of time," Knight Kia thought as she concluded her prayer. "She did mention digesting them."
"Can you eat souls in simple levels?" Knight Kia glared at Manlin Victor. "I mean, from an academic standpoint, it's interesting. I would never do something mean like that."
Since he didn't even have the money to raise a dragon, let alone three dragons, Winkel decided to give Bingfeng and his party a decent funeral. They couldn't bear the thought of being resurrected by a slave, and the emperor owed them so much respect.
He held his breath, then unleashed a sacred nuclear fireball on the three dragon corpses, causing them to burst into flames.
Fankle thought he should add a few words, as the body burned brightly before everyone's eyes. "I met Bingfang when I was capturing one of my earliest northern princesses," Monster Maggot said. "I was still young and he was younger than me. I introduced myself as the Cataclysm of the Age with a pile of gold. He replied Says his silverware is just as valuable.”
Manling Victor remained silent, as if waiting for more. "Wait, that's it?"
“Deniing gold’s supremacy is a crime I will never forget,” Winkel confirmed. "He's been my self-proclaimed rival ever since. He never quite succeeded, but he managed to become the leader of a dragon group and pushed me a little. A good dragon needs opponents to keep it sharp. There's no silver brilliance , what is gold?”
But now that he and his companions are gone, they will not be forgotten like Fuliben.
"The fairy will pay for the crimes she has committed against the dragons and minions," Winkle announced. "She may be half dragon and half Nemesis, but I'm still going to destroy her."
"She canceled my (prayer) spell and (solar judgment)," Knight Kya said, as if anyone cared. "This has never happened before. I asked Mithras and he replied that one of her (Dracolic) abilities canceled out most of my (Paladin's) abilities."
"It makes sense that she would take courses that would allow her to fight the man who killed her predecessor," Manlynn Victor noted. "With the Hero Badge, she'll become more and more powerful."
The paladin shook his head. "I'm just not good enough."
"You didn't," Winkle agreed. "But I did take some responsibility. I thought that by trapping her in my beautiful theater first, my breath would be enough to finish this abomination."
"That's why Kevin always insists that we have a well-planned strategy before facing high-level opponents," Nate Kea said angrily. "We need a better plan, I need a new curriculum."
"We need a Tarasque," added Manlin Victor.
"Yes," Nate Chia said. "Can't let her win. No matter what."
"Odius will not become a goddess, Kia," Manlin Victor nodded. "I swear."
"No, she won't, for we will beat her to it, minion." "When we return to Merwen, I will not celebrate our victory over Ice Edge, but will summon the Dragon Conclave to deal with the elves."
"Secret?" asked the executor of the matter.
"Not since we won the First Elf War have we seen so many dragons gathered together." "Bragging days are for bragging; conclaves are for war."
His two men exchanged glances. "How many dragons will participate?"
"If I have my way, I always have a way," Wankel looked at the burning pyre, "all men have a way."
