"How do you make holy water?" Victor's [Fetch] asked. "You cook it!"
Sitting in a dental chair at a tongue-shaped table, the minister looked away from the scrolls and maps and looked at his clone, expecting approval. Cait Sith slept on a mat in a corner, and to help him reach Odius' lair, he was given milk and a steady supply of food, while blood boiled in the [Holy Grail] nearby.
Victor would rather have reached Crom Cruach, but it will be a while before all their allies are mobilized; she knows the Fairy Queen and she will throw everything she has at them, and even Winkle Understand, he needs all the help he can get. They couldn't retreat this time.
Because if they fail, there will be no world left to save.
"I don't think her mother would like it," Death admitted. “Even if she objects to the political correctness in ‘Eupala’, Issa would be offended.”
"Listen to me, I have a better one," the man coughed, then detonated the bomb. “If a child refuses to sleep during nap time, are they guilty of refusing to rest?”
The "wooden" house they lived in appears to be, and it probably is.
A bat took the opportunity to enter through an open window. The V&V troops set up a night camp outside on their way across Prydon's western border.
"Victor, what are you doing?" Bat asked him before transforming into Charlene. She must have returned from a recent mission, scouting the fairies' territory in case of an ambush.
"For B
a
The birth of iña was a joke," explained Victor, who was unmoved by the audience's lack of enthusiasm. "Learning Level X magic. "
"Baby?" A voice echoed in the room, startling Charlene.
"Not yet," Victor replied. Ever since Junior evolved into a [parody witch hut], the Prime Minister has transformed his former pet into a walking command tent. Not only is this an excellent defense, but the creature's [Witch's Lair] Pe
k halves the SP consumption of all spells it casts. Perfect for practicing new magic tricks.
Unfortunately, the people in this house are as obsessed with children as Victor is.
That's the wrong thing to say, the minister thought, while Charlene sat at the edge of the table, one leg crossed over the other. The pose makes her look like a vampire commercial from The Twilight Saga. "What spell will you cast now?" she asked Victor. "After seeing the power of level 9 magic, it's hard for me to imagine the power of level 10."
Victor didn't know either until he saw the scrolls.
Class X spells are ridiculous and rare. Since few spellcasters reach this level, only a few spells are discovered. Thanks to the gods, Victor managed to get some, but even then he lacked the expertise needed to cast the best possible characters.
"[Idou
]," Victor read a book to Charlene. "Let the goal stay young forever for a thousand years. [Red Moon], Level X [Ritual] is exclusive to moon worshipers and claims to cause a lunar eclipse, making everyone who sees the moon go [crazy] for a night. [Private World], collapses a space area into a private world. [The King in Yellow], Level X [Performance], summons Hastur, the god of the underworld, to destroy a city..."
"Can you grant eternal youth as requested?" The vampire immediately felt that the opportunity was coming and asked. "You could sell the service to fund the war budget."
"Are our finances and supply lines that bad?"
"It's not as bad as I thought," she said. "Since Vai
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After raising minions, their productivity has increased a lot, and our beloved dragons are constantly accumulating new items. "
[Hoarding Armor] is a truly modern cash machine. Now almost every creature Vankel kills drops something.
"But I don't want this war to last too long," Vampire said. "Our massive armies are obviously better at taking positions than holding them, and a prolonged conflict will cause our war effort to collapse on itself. Especially, although our Dragon allies are powerful, but a logistical nightmare when it comes to feeding them.”
"It won't take more than a week." Either Odius blows them all up, or they kill her first. "What's the situation like on the front lines?"
"According to Kea, Gadmani's army will meet us in two days and cross the sea between the east and west islands of Pladen in time." The vampire explained. "Tomorrow we'll be able to see the Western Sea. The bad side is that Grandrack and Julie's forces were delayed. I heard they encountered stiff resistance."
"Is there anything we should worry about?" Even if Buzz Jerry and the kobold rangers are sent to protect his niece, Winkle is willing to drop everything to save her.
"I sent Julius to help," she answered. "They have a tarrasque in their organization. They'll be fine."
"Charlene, we can't use the Tarask to solve all our problems," Victor replied, and the vampire smiled. "Any sign of a submarine?"
"No," she shook her head, "not Aknapep, or any of the previous lords."
Victor had a distinct feeling that they would soon face a marathon uphill battle. "Unfortunate, but still good. Information is the key to victory, and your intelligence so far has been top-notch."
"Thank you," she said, delighted that her work was being recognized. "Also, I'm grateful that you convinced Vankel to give us a raise. Now that I have so much money, I don't know what to do with it if we win this war."
"Gambling?" Please find a new hobby and don't ruin the croissant's life. "
"He doesn't need my help," she replied, although clearly unhappy with the compromise Victor forced her to make. "You promised me three weeks of vacation every year and that you would spend more time with me if I put aside my feud; so far, I have not seen those promises come true. I feel betrayed."
"We're at war," Victor pointed out.
"I know, we're all busy," Charlene said. "But we can use this evening to relax. Maybe neither of us can be there to enjoy some future moment."
"I don't want to die, and neither do you," Victor said.
"That's not what I meant," she replied. "You and Waikr are on the road to God; if you save the world, what happens next?"
Valhalla.
"Winkle and I vowed to become gods together," Victor said. "But I never thought it would be possible for us to actually do that; to me, it sounds like another pipe dream. I mean, didn't it take Mithras decades to get to 99 Level?"
"I heard that Sabra spent two years climbing, even though he destroyed some countries and islands doing it. I'm pretty sure he was half the reason why the Exp Dodo became extinct for a time."
"Oh, then we're not treading new ground," Victor deadpanned, and the vampire chuckled. "I haven't given it much thought. I always feel like Fankle and I will piece together a solution at the last minute."
"You should be prepared for this possibility," the vampire replied. "Without you two, this empire will collapse. No god has directly ruled a country since Mithras. Most Epic players either die in the process of becoming gods or die from other Epic players trying to ascend." In the process of reaching level 99."
Yes, after going through so many experience platforms, fighting other (Epic) adventurers is one of the few ways to reach the Halls of Valor besides Dodocide. Perhaps this is why Ahenapep and Odius joined forces, riding the blood tide all the way to Valhalla for a chance to destroy the world. "Are you worried about my safety, Charlene?"
"I like it," she admitted, though her tone sounded like she didn't care that much. "You are the only one who can run this messed up country. What I'm saying is...please have a backup plan."
Victor crossed his arms, thoughtful. "I will think about it."
"Yes, go ahead," she said, turning into mist and leaving him.
Soon after, his [Black Holy Grail] completed the reorganization of the blood in the cup.
"Hey," Victor called to Kate Sith. "Hey, Cat!"
"What?!" the ex growled angrily, his nap being interrupted. Despite his fairy-like nature, the creature behaved like a house cat in almost everything.
"Can I ask you a favor?" Victor asked. "About the war?"
"I told you, as soon as I open my fairy rings, Mel Odius can close them. I will do my best to bring you as close as I can, but after that, you are on your own." Cat. Meowing, lying on the mat to rest. "I've died too many times to risk my life for you mortals."
Victor felt the same way. "I just need some information and you just have to do a little work."
"Oh, I know what's going on." The owner was a little annoyed that a humble half-dragon would ask anything from a cat. "Do you want me to teach you the secret of my nine lives?"
Can he do it? Thanks to [Monster Pupils], Victor can learn additional skills from monsters even if he isn't attacked first. In particular, Barnabas taught him [Troll Regeneration] by treating the Vizier "the Troll Way".
painfully.
Victor would love to learn Tarasque's rebirth - which might make him invincible - but the beast lacks the higher understanding required to teach it, let alone understand classes and upgrades. This may be a blessing in disguise.
Gods, a wise tarasker [wizard] can be terrifying.
"I've got my own method of resurrection," Victor said, proud of his black cup. "No, I have other ideas."
"What do I get in return?" replied the cat, scratching his belly shamelessly. "I'm a cat. I'm different from you. My evolved and immortal body needs eighteen hours of sleep to work, and you've delayed my rest time."
Victor held a ball of bright red yarn in his hand.
The host looked at the object with wide, fascinated eyes. "Give it to me." The cat ordered Victor like a willful child, stretching out his little paw. Of course, the fairy was too lazy to actually get up from the mat and take it away by force. "Give it to me, Manlin!"
"Why are you guys following Odius?" Victor asked, waving a ball of yarn in front of the little animal.
"Because they want the power of the Spirit Crown," the cat replied in a sarcastic, condescending tone, as if speaking to a retarded child. People wonder why Victor hates cats. "A dragon will not give us blood willingly."
Isn't it? The more Victor thinks about it, the more he becomes convinced that dragons and orcs once had some kind of symbiotic relationship; their innate magics seem to complement each other, even if Maggot has forgotten his own.
Hell, from what he could see, their blood was even the same color. Coincidence?
"The good news is," Victor said, taking out his homemade [Soul Crown] from the Holy Grail. "I'm half-d
ago
. "
His invention is only one-third the size of Magmel, but should be the same. Even Kate Sith immediately recognized its power.
"My [Holy Grail] can produce black blood with the same properties as a real dragon's bodily fluids," Victor explained. "As long as the artifact is still there, you orcs can obtain souls without killing people or owing Ode'e." What?"
"What do you want me to do with it?" the teacher asked, his teasing turning serious.
"I want you to tell this news to your loved ones, to anyone who doubts this war or the Odius genocide. Those of you who have souls, and therefore consciences; and those of you who don't have souls yet, but have enough Pragmatic people, they understand that this crusade will only end in our mutual destruction. Send word to them to see this badge and tell them there is another way. She is not your only option, never has been."
"Why are you doing this, Manlin?" Fairy Cat asked, genuinely confused. "My people did terrible things to your people"
Victor said: "Because I believe that people can change, and as long as we work hard, all species can coexist." "Vai and I
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Creating a place where monsters can live together. In time, through trade and diplomacy, they will also truly coexist with humans. I really think this is the only way to break the cycle of war. "
"It's too late," Kate Sith shook her head helplessly. "You will never forgive us. They will not move beyond centuries of death and oppression. I see it, meow. Your people hate us."
"I think they can continue to move forward over time," Victor said. "Not everyone is like that because people are complex and grudges die. But I think most people will give peace a chance. If you take a stand."
Germany did many terrible things under the Nazis, but the country reformed itself and helped promote peace in Europe for decades. Maybe Victor was wrong to hope things could improve, but he would never forgive himself if he didn't at least give it a try.
Kate Sith was silent for a long, long time. "You are too naive, Manlin." He finally spoke. "Your idea is doomed to fail."
"You said your companions followed Odius because she gave them power."
"But they will kill you for free," answered the cat. "They hate you so much because you mortals are weaker than us, yet you have defeated us so many times. My cat-like creatures have long fed on hatred, longer than your kingdoms have risen and fallen; souls have helped them change , but not much has changed.”
"Do you think Odius has more willing supporters than unwilling ones?"
"Yes. Even if you manage to kill the Fairy Queen, they will not stop trying to destroy you."
Unfortunately, he has a point. If anything, gaining a soul makes the Mel family even more cruel. Every Wota
or Jack, there is a Hameli
;Change must be a choice, not all people are willing to do it.
But between seeking peace and genocide, Victor will always choose the former. Even Winkel began to believe that peace was possible, and the Prime Minister trusted his friend.
Somehow, that dragon changed the world.
"But you will still try my idea?" Victor asked the cat. "Even if you think it won't work?"
"Yes, Meow. I will. For the yarn."
Victor threw it to the cat, who started spinning it around like crazy.
As a wise man once said, love is eternal.
"Hey, I've got a great idea," (Fetch) suddenly said, having an epiphany moment. "What do you call me when I'm wearing a tiara and a (gender-bending sash)?"
Oh, no, please don't.
"Queen Victoria!"
