Just like that, the dragon's secret meeting began, and the fashionable guests arrived early.
Winkel, Grandrack, Manlin Victor and Glenic gathered at the meeting point outside Mumulin City, a grassy field large enough to accommodate a dragon army. Thousands of minions are already at work, preparing food and drinks for guests, while flying insects can be seen flying towards their location.
With the evil Mel Lin defeated and the Earth Gate destroyed, a new pre-dragon war has begun in flames. But the real battle will be decided here.
"Minions". Winkle turned to Manlin Victor, who had left his scythe for study by some minion. "Are you sure a falling bomb won't ruin the party?"
"The Ishikai anti-nuclear defense system is fully operational, Your Majesty." The Reaper pointed to the hills near the grassland, where the dwarf rockets were stored.
The design of this system is outstanding. Suicidal members of the Secret Order of Stonewall, hoping to be reincarnated in a mysterious Japan like their founder, fly rockets and crash them into any incoming bombs before they hit the ground. Vai
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Not only to protect his shores from attack, but also to help natural selection weed out his stupidest minions.
"You will also strengthen the door of my vault," Wacker said. "I woke up this morning to find a spider stalker drinking my sweat and promising we were meant for each other. I had to eat her."
"I have the same problem, but this is a fun solution. I also have an amulet that reduces the charm, which is helpful for stalkers."
"Minion, why would I be less charming? Especially at a time like this? No, it's better to eat the privacy invaders one at a time." "
"I hope everything goes well." His master shook his head. "I'm not sure about it
Adodo's regeneration and our snack cat farm can satisfy guests' appetites. "
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adodos ?Why not their father?" Vai
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asked. The Taraskans had grown fat from the spoils of their previous raids, so losing weight would be good for them.
"Because (Emperor Tarask) is now so radioactive that it can kill almost anything nearby, I will not risk giving his flesh to anyone, even His Majesty's relatives. We can't even put it in anymore Dodo Center, otherwise it would endanger the lives of the staff or the dodos; luckily the moon's inhabitants can help us deal with him."
good. This will make him more effective against fairies, although he will be further away from other minions.
"Keeper Victor, I can't hear you clearly," Grandrack said with a frown. "Can you say that again, louder?"
The emperor immediately frowned because the respected [Princess Hunter] was struggling to understand his minister. "It seems the sound barrier of wealth is catching up with you, Breeder Victor," Grandrack said. "You have to work on your treasure."
"But Manling Victor is a real minion!" Vai
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protested. "He has crossed the wealth sound barrier!"
"Yeah, that's why I can still hear him, but only in the medium volume range."
Winkle panicked when she heard the news. "Minion," he faced Manlin Victor, who looked down at his feet in shame. "Are you...are you poor?"
"Your Majesty, I pay child support to a lot of people," the poor vizier admitted. "Between legal fees, my estate, and my research...I'm already over my tenth limit."
Besides the fact that Winkel would never tolerate a beggar as his chief of staff, there was another thing that bothered him. "Manling Victor, is this why you don't want to have children? Because having more children than you have now will make you poorer?"
"This is one of the reasons. I admit that if Your Majesty... the perpetrator of this matter struggled to find the right words, "If Your Majesty could... increase my tenth..."
"Minion, you are asking me..." Winkle struggled to squeeze the words out of his throat. "Ask for a raise?"
Victor nodded slowly, looking like a puppy waiting to be thrown out.
What about a raise? Even for Manlin Victor, that's crazy! Every dragon knows that when one minion gets a raise, all the other slobs want a raise! A raise is a strike against minions The beginning of the war!
But if Manlin Victor refuses to breed because he needs more gold to spoil his offspring, then in the long run this reduces Winkle's resources because his best servants will breed Fewer minions. If all of his servants followed the same rules, then this would explain their low fertility.
Long considered the matter very carefully, his mind lost in complex mathematics that only a mind like his could understand.
If two tithes mean one more servant, each servant can give him ninety-eight percent of the income... Then, considering the huge wealth possessed by the dragon, the final total wealth is more than Winkle maintains his usual ratio for more! If the reproduction rate doubled for every tenth increase, the total number would grow exponentially to infinity!
Intelligence check successful!
You've discovered a roundabout way to long-term investing!
"Manlin Victor, let you witness the sixth commandment, and I will pass it on to the world below." Winkel conveyed to the generous elder demon spirit. "From now on, all my servants are entitled to a tenth of their income."
This statement made both Manlin Victor and Grandrack gasp. "Did your Majesty mean a tenth?" asked his chief of staff, too shocked to fully comprehend his master's generosity. “Can we keep a tenth of our income?”
"Yes, one-tenth," said Winkle, raising his head magnanimously, expecting to be praised for his magnanimity.
"Are you sure, young Vaikl?" the grandfather asked in surprise. "This is...this has never been seen in the entire history of the Dragon Clan."
"I'm not a dragon who repeats himself," Winkle replied. “Visionary people are willing to take risks so they can change the world for the better.” And for themselves. "
"I can definitely say that my situation has changed a lot!" Manlin Victor was so happy that he kissed Fankel's ring finger almost adoringly. "I bow to His Majesty's mercy!"
"Keeper Victor, I hear you more clearly than before," Grandrac said happily. “You have entered millionaire volume range.”
"Well, yes, if I keep one-tenth of what I deserve..." Manlin Victor clenched his fists. “Oh my gosh, I feel so much lighter now!”
"Hush, slave, when my opponents come, you can brag to them again." Winkle said to him as the first dragons landed.
As expected, his family arrived before everyone else and his niece and cousin were delighted to see him.
"Uncle!" Julie kissed Winkle with her nose, now wearing a beautiful golden armor all over her body. Unfortunately, she was saddled with a kobold ranger, as Knight Kia abandoned her duties. "Look at me, I've become a true knight!"
"I'm so proud of you," Winkle said, vowing to spoil his niece after the festivities were over. "What's your level?"
"41!"
"We're so proud of you, Julie," said second guest Ge
ialissime said. Unlike his niece, he held his chief of staff in dragon pose, leaving his back to his son Cou
ageux. "Grandpa, it's an honor to see you again."
"Ah, young gentleman, I remember when you were your mother's youngest child!" Old Long nodded to himself, and then looked at Courage. "I see you captured your own Dragon Queen and gave birth to an heir!"
"M-Mo
ey!" Courage replied. He was so frightened by the old dragon that he couldn't speak coherently. "I am the money!"
"Your Majesty, if everything goes well, can I teleport out for a few hours?" The dragons exchanged a few words before Manlin Victor asked. "Kia has gone to request Rola
dGa
demag
e king help, i need it in Haudeme
Meet someone. "
Wacker’s reproductive policy has borne fruit! “Go breed, slave! I’ll call you if necessary!”
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Manlin Victor said, then bowed and turned into a wisp of smoke and teleported out.
Unfortunately, as soon as Manlin Victor left, a new figure appeared in the sky ruining Winkel's mood.
One problem with the conclave is that all the dragons are invited.
"A zmey!" Greenic was very happy, and a female companion in purple clothes fell on the grass. She's even more inbred than Manlin Victor's mount, with breasts and hair.
"Cousin, what is this thing doing here?"
alissime asked, and G
a
d
ake just turned around and looked down snobbishly on the newcomer.
"I am a dragon!" the female zmey said, speechless. "I have the right to be here!"
"Is this true?" Julie asked doubtfully. Some unpleasant aspects of the party were kept hidden from her because of her age.
"Close relatives of dragons, such as wise dragons and zmeys, lobbied for access to secret meetings," Vai
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admit. "We gave them the right to watch the debate, just like our chief of staff."
"Thank God, Julie, women don't have the right to vote," ge
alissime website says. "They are an oppressed minority."
"But if we vote with all our heads, we will outnumber you!" complained the female mosquito.
"Look at you!" Winkle scolded the guy. “You have hair! You’re inbred, so you have hair!”
"As long as I live, Zemes will not vote!" Ge
ialissime oath. “What else, give Fei Long a vote? Doesn’t anyone else see this slippery slope?”
Winkel expected Gorinich to complain or grumble, but the girl was completely smitten with the new arrival and threw herself at her. "Golinich thinks you are beautiful!"
"Zha
K you! Mother, born with fear, replied, her three heads panicking. "My nephew is my grandfather!"
"Me too!" Golenich shook his tail. "you are perfect!"
Winkle did what a dragon should do and ignored them, welcoming the new guests.
Congratulations! Because you rode beside your master and started the first battle of the war, you obtained the level 1 [Chaos Knight]! You obtained the [Red Knight] professional privilege!
+30 hp, +1 st
, +1 vit, +1 ski, +1 agi, +1 i
t, +1 cha.
[Red Knight]: The movement of you and your mount is not affected by [field] or [weather]; additionally, while you are mounted on a monster, you and your creature ignore all forms of damage reduction and resistance to [ Physical] Resistance to attacks, including armor (you can't ignore immunity). You can add two monsters to the mount.
In the end, all his [claimed] perks offset the minimal growth in his career!
Long ago, Victor remembers his defense of the port city of Haudeme during the early days of his adventure.
) Not scorched (Sco
Che
s); he was not yet level 20 at the time and barely survived a fierce battle with two bandits. Some kobold rangers have even died, forcing him to undergo [Necromancy] to resurrect them.
How far he has come since then. The port city had not changed at all except for the restoration of houses destroyed by the Scorched Earth and Viet Cong forces; but Victor must have known.
Surrounded by the statues of three guards, he took off his helmet and knocked on the door of the Lynette Hotel. The townspeople left the streets at the sight of Death, either because they didn't recognize him... or because they knew him.
"Coming," a woman's voice said from outside the threshold, and opened the door. "Yeah?"
"Lynette," Victor said. "it's been a while."
She has been there for over a year and he has been here for eight years.
Like the city, not much has changed. She is still the plump innkeeper, very good-looking, with long blond hair tied into a ponytail and green eyes. She wears a dress with the symbol of Shesha and a pendant to match her greedy patron saint.
"Victor? Victor Dalton? I'm sorry, I almost didn't recognize you just now, and..." She squinted at the statues around him. "Why are there petrified Watchers around you?"
"I thought, with the flaming armor and wings and dragon tail on me, they thought I was something else. They would recover in a few hours."
"I see," said the innkeeper, obviously surprised. She looked him over from head to toe, impressed by his intimidating appearance. "I've heard rumors, but..."
"Can I come in?" he asked. "In a few hours, I will have to teleport back to the V&V Empire."
"Of course," she said, inviting him inside and closing the door behind her. To his great surprise, the hotel was almost empty.
"Hard times?" Victor asked.
"No, but I have temporarily closed the hotel," Ly
ette admits. "I heard there's going to be another war with Prydan, so I'm moving east to Bahrain before the fairies attack our shores."
Wise choice. "Actually, I'm here to discuss this, and our son."
"When you asked me to breed instead of a monetary reward, I was so eager that I forgot about my usual precautions," she admitted. "I guess I was lucky. The other options...didn't qualify."
"They don't have my beauty?"
"They're neither rich nor," she answered bluntly. "I'm ready to raise Armand on my own, but it would be nice to have some extra income. I can save up and buy eternal youth from Zsa Zsa instead of having to pay for my son's education myself."
Armand. Beautiful name. "I can arrange it." He showed her his [claimed] sign. "I'm sure she'll give you a discount on my behalf."
Lynette's eyes widened in surprise. "You were chosen by the goddess?"
"Almost a year," he said, then showed her his other marks. "And more than half the pantheon."
She looked up at him as if he was a completely different person from a second ago. "What's your level?"
"Seventy-eight". She almost suffocated. "We also have a new hero badge."
It could go to Allison, who has an [Epic] healer among their officers, but that hasn't been confirmed yet.
Now, he could see that Lynette's businessman instinct had awakened. "Are there any vacancies in your empire?" she asked suddenly.
“A real job opening?”
"Victor, frankly, I'm not interested in you personally, but your money is." At least she was disclosing her motives. "I can see that staying in Wankel will bring many opportunities. I am also a good organizer, businessman, innkeeper..."
"Innkeeper?" Victor's head lit up. "kind?"
"Put on your hat," she said proudly.
"Well, I've got a pocket size that could come in handy." For her and many others, this would soon become the safest refuge in Ortmund. "Before we discuss anything, can I see my son?"
"Of course. He's sleeping upstairs."
She led him to a room with a crib. In the middle, his son.
This wasn't the first time Victor had seen a perfectly human baby, but after weeks of expecting demons and werewolves, the sight was refreshing. Considering the timing, this isn't surprising at all. The baby must be a little older than six months, small, with only a little fur, soft and moist.
When the baby opened his big green eyes, Victor found himself overwhelmed by a strange emotion he had never experienced before.
"Armand, this is your father," Lynette said, taking him in his arms. "Here, victor. Take him."
Victor immediately removed all spells and innate protections that might harm the child, especially the effects of fire, and he held the child carefully in his arms without uttering a word. His son looked up at him, confused but also relaxed.
Armand Dalton.
his son.
In this moment, all of Victor's fears and anxieties about parenthood disappeared. All the stress he had built up over his life dealing with those crazy women was lifted. Even his lingering doubts about the destruction of the ground gate left the building.
Everything was replaced by pure happiness.
"I'm going to kill them all."
"What?" Lynette asked in surprise.
"Everyone who threatens my beautiful child," Victor chuckled at his adorable son. "I will kill them, use their corpses as immortal toys, and make them dance on their graves."
Congratulations! You have unlocked [Evil Dad Mode]!
Your daughter's boyfriend will have nightmare difficulty dating them.
"You'll like it, right?" Little Armand made a cute baby noise when he heard his father's cruel smile. "You'll like it if I kill the fairy that scares you at night, right?"
Parental love often brings out the best in people.
For Victor, this brought about the worst consequences.
