Today is the Day of Offerings, so Chocolate decides to bake three cakes: one for her God, one for her lover, and one for her brother.

Chocolate Chocolate hums a song as she dresses and looks around for a pantry on her and her brother's farm. She had saved a lot of fresh pickled demon meat, as well as a little devil in an iron birdcage. The demon looked at her with his big eyes. "Kill me," the demon pleaded. "Send me back to hell, you mad wolf."

"We'll talk about it later," Chocolate replied happily, looking inside the cage. "I need eggs." Savou

Euse gave her one of her own, but not enough to make three cakes.

The little devil looked into the straw and gave her four black eggs. "Only four?" Chocolate grumbled, putting the eggs in the basket. "Double as much as last week!"

"I'm hungry," the little devil complained.

"But I've been giving you meat!"

"Demon meat! I'd rather starve to death than eat my loved ones!"

The Chocolate Girl rolled her eyes. Cursing souls and working for lichs is fine, but cannibalism is not? What's the logic behind this?" If I find one, I'll give you a homeless prosecutor, but there are fewer and fewer of them. Or maybe it's a native. Do you imps eat dwarfs?"

The little devil nodded energetically, and Chocolate remembered in his mind that he was going to ask Juris for leftovers. She put sugar, baking powder and some strawberries that Rollo gave her last week in a basket and moved to a pigsty outside the pasture to milk her cow "raisins" and harvested three bottles. She took a second to examine the pigsty; Unlike the prickly imp, they happily accepted the demon's flesh and grew fatter and fatter, growing little horns. As animal husbandry develops further, she will create a new demon pig to sustain the village.

People think she's weird, but that's because she cares. As a priestess of Esengem, her duty is to maintain the balance of nature, and a village full of carnivorous monsters presents her with unique problems that she must solve. Someday, she will find a way to make this community sustainable, even if she has to continue to import food from hell.

Vista then goes to the kitchen to bake and finds blood everywhere, even in the oven. "I forgot to clean?" She asked herself out loud. She'll do it tonight. There's nothing better than smelling sheep's blood while cooking.

After an hour of steady work, she finished three strawberry cakes, the most beautiful she had ever made. Each one, she was molded like a heart; It's a symbol, not an organ. She tried once, but it didn't work.

Congratulations! Because using ethically dubious ingredients to make delicious cakes filled with love is something you can do in [Mo

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Patissie

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+30 HP, +1 AGI, +1 SKI, +1 CHA, +1 LCK!

Another level of that course? At this rate, she'll soon be able to reach level 30!

As soon as she finished eating, the croissant was drawn into the kitchen by the tantalizing aroma. "Good morning, sister."

"Good morning, brother." Chocolate Chocolate gave him the gift in a lunch bag. "It's Charlene's cake with an extra twist."

"Thank you, sister. Are you sure there will be no side effects? The last piece of cake bit me. ”

"I told you, it's a birthday mock cake, not mine!" Since her Victor massively promoted every monster he could find in preparation for Mu

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Since the war, Chocolate Chocolate has had endless trouble with these shapeshifters. "My dessert hasn't killed anyone yet!"

The croissant glared at her, but took the cake anyway. "Why three?" Noticing the other two lunch bags she had prepared, he asked, "One for Eichingrim, and the other one?"

"It's for the people I like." Chocolati

E replied, without mentioning names. She knows that her brother can't stand her Victor because he has weakened him politically.

"When are you going to tell me who it is?"

"So you let him run away like the last one?"

"I didn't chase him, I ate him," Ke Song defended himself. "According to the taste, you are too good for him."

"You can't eat my new love, bro" Of course, she knew Victor would laugh it off, but her brother's overprotection annoyed her. "How would you react if I ate Charlene?"

"Fantastic," Cozzone admitted. "At least promise me that this time it's not a wild man."

"No, he's much cleaner." Chocolate said happily, picked up two lunch bags, and left the house with her brother. "He's strong, charming, powerful."

"Well, you can introduce him to me when you catch him." When they parted, Kosson shrugged his shoulders, he went to Charlene's office, and she went to the temple. "Maybe we'll get along."

She doubted it.

Chocolate Chocolate happily arrives at the temple where she and Allison live together and finds the fairy who prays to the goddess with Rollo. The golem brought a sheep and asked Cybele to bless it. "Put the cow." Rollo touched the sheep and activated his Pe

k, the sheep were divided into two, four, eight.

Chocolate waved to the two of them, and went to satisfy her god's needs. She placed the cake in front of the deer statue in Ethan Grim and knelt down to recite the prayer. "God of the Hunt, King of Beasts, I offer you my sacrifice. I ask for your blessings. You are a white deer wandering in the woods in summer, a messenger of spring. Oh, Isengham, please accept my gift. ”

With a prayer, she sent some SP to her God, and the cake disappeared from the altar. Her owner has accepted the offerings.

"Chocolate, my favorite Vesta, your cake is delicious!" The deer statue's eyes sparkled, and God Ethan Graham spoke in his young, cheerful voice. "You have done a good job of maintaining Mervyn's natural balance, driving out the power of the Lich Frebon and hastening the extinction of the demons. I'm so proud of you, keep up the good work!"

"Thank you, sir." Chocolate nodded. "May I ask for your guidance, Isengham?"

"Of course. What are you bothering about, my child?"

"There was a boy with whom I wanted to have children, but he didn't want to. How am I going to have a baby with him?"

"Is that the Victor you keep praying?" Chocolate nodded enthusiastically. "Is he married?"

"Nope." If that were the problem, chocolate would have been solved long ago. She has a lot of poison in her pantry. "He's single, even though he doesn't like being single."

"Did you offer to sleep with him during mating season?"

"Yes, I said it, but he said he didn't want to ruin our friendship."

"Since I am the god of hunting, those animals avoid me. I'll ask my friend, Silbele, the goddess of love, to give you an idea. Otherwise, try perfume. The sweeter the smell, the more likely you are to catch your prey without knowing it. ”

"Thank you, great Esinger!"

"Good luck, chocolate!"

The priestess ended her prayer, and the light covered the statue's eyes. She discovers that Alison and Rollo have finished her own prayers. "Choc, are you free tonight?" The dryad asked her. "We need insect spells to help protect this culture from predation."

"Happy". She owes the dryad a favor. When Victor tries to take action against her and prove that this "friendship" can be overcome, Allison says that she likes girls — which is true, but she also likes boys — to avoid him. The sisters have resisted!" Do you think we'll be able to feed a big city after the dragon is gone?"

"If we finish the irrigation canals, there will be 10,000." Rollo replied. "Using my and Alison's (growing plants) allowance wisely, we can expedite landscaping."

"You're hoping to invite more immigrants," Allison guessed.

"Cousins from other tribes." Chocolate nodded, impressed by Rollo's answer. "When I was in Revodang, I was constantly thinking about the question: Why do civilized species hate us werewolves, monsters, and carnivores?"

"Because you eat them," Rollo replied.

"Because we eat them, we eat them because we don't have enough meat; In retaliation, humans and their relatives drove us out of the city where we could sustain our hunger, and so on! Mimics, vampires, and others who adapt by infiltrating civilization, but that's not enough! We need trade, we need imports! By creating a city of monsters that can sustain itself, we can inspire our kind to imitate us, as well as the "civilized" species that we can feed in harmony! You can even trade!"

"You mean alive," Allison answered. "Live in harmony with people, don't eat or drink."

"Yes, the same thing," replied Chocolate in glee, as the two admirers exchanged glances.

After the ceremony, the watchman arrives at Mu with the last piece of cake

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New building in the north. Under Malfi's direction, the worms built a huge, ivory-covered six-story structure there, the highest of which was next to the statue of Emperor Winkel. Chocolati

E didn't particularly like the circular building – what friends called it "modern and stylish", but the place was conspicuous.

She spotted a group of monsters gathered in front of it, including the Kobold Rangers and Malfoy himself. A ribbon locked the door, and her Victor rode the black beast of the Grunt, ready to slice it open with his scythe.

Malfi's voice was reinforced by the spell, which resonated, and the monsters focused their attention on him. "Welcome to Nethe

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Grand opening, the first demonic magic item shop in all of Outmund, open to all monsters and mortals!" If you can't pay with coins, you can keep a bill with us with your soul as collateral for a very low price! To celebrate the upcoming war with Moore, we are offering 30% off weapons sales! Every household has an axe!"

The undead, kobolds, natives, and other monsters cheered in unison.

"The Emperor couldn't bear to watch his servants buy things with his money, so he sent me to perform his inauguration!" Victor said, raising his scythe. "In his name, I declare Nidemart open!"

He narrowed his weapon and cut the ribbon. The monsters immediately rushed to the gate, and the demon Malfoy barely had time to get out of the way.

Only Chocolate, Malfi and Victor remained outside. She immediately began to work on her crush. "Vic!" She leapt over to him. "What a coincidence, I'm looking for you!"

"Oh, really?" He didn't sound half as enthusiastic as she was. Did she overdo it?" What?"

"I know you're tired from preparing for Show-off Day, so I've got lunch for you." She handed him the cake, but his free hand didn't take it. On the contrary, the person who did the work carefully evaluated the gift.

"Is it poisoned?" Victor asked.

"Of course not!" Chocolate Chocolate replied angrily. "If I wanted to kill someone, I would have eaten you, eating poisonous food is unhealthy."

"It's reassuring," Victor replied before lunch. "Thank you, Chocolati

e。 ”

The person she liked started opening the lunch box and whistled at the sight of the cake. It worked, it worked, it worked......

Then, before Victor could take a bite, he disappeared with the cake, leaving behind his undead mount.

"Unfortunately, it's getting more and more like that." Malfoy said, walking over and shaking the hand of the startled priestess. "Chocolate, you're so beautiful today. Thank you for coming to our opening day. ”

"You're welcome, Malfoy. You are my best source of imports. The werewolf shook the demon's pincers, and when the painful disappointment and shock had passed, she regained her pleasant disposition. Unlike other followers of Eichingrim, she doesn't hate demons and the undead; They were just easy, generous prey, and her God forgave them for hunting. "You look happy too!"

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EET's share price has soared. Thanks to the goodwill that comes with our partnership now, we will make a big profit on the Soul Stock Exchange. ”

"Good," said Chocolate, though she didn't understand what he meant. She looked around to ask him for advice in case anyone was listening. "You sell everything?"

"Almost. With a large number of mysteriously missing swords in the area, we no longer sell these swords. ”

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Strike again. "Do you have any aphrodisiacs?"

The little bug looked at her, and Chocolate Chocolate thought it was disapproving of it. "We don't sell love potions anymore. They are immoral and amount to drugging someone else. We respect the free will of our customers, which is the cornerstone of our bottom line. ”

Chocolati

e pouted. "But you're from hell!" Shouldn't you offer such a solution?"

"We're not going to call hell anymore." "After decades of benchmarking research, our corporate overlords believe that the name is no longer politically correct. We are now renamed Paradise of Happiness. ”

“Happyla

d ?” Chocolate raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like a bazaar."

"That's exactly the response our marketing department wants. We hope that mortals will be able to absorb new brands within 50 years, which is related to the increase in soul income. I insist that, regardless of what the name means, Joyland doesn't sell mind control devices. ”

Why can't she find an easy solution?" Who is the victim?" Malfoy asked curiously.

"Vic."

"Ah, Mr. Victor?" I understand the cake part better. The bug made an interested sound. You will have a good influence on his morals. Can I help you?"

"Will you?" The bug nodded. "Great! Do you know how to catch him?"

"I think the quickest solution is to assassinate your opponent in order to win Mr. Victor's favor."

"I can't kill half of the world's population!" Chocolati

E protested. "It's unrealistic and contrary to my religious beliefs."

The demon summons a pen and a piece of paper, and the first customers leave Nethe with weapons, potions, and other items

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t。 "Let me ask you, what kind of relationship state do you want?" Shotgun wedding? Deadly praying mantis puppets? A cat-and-mouse relationship? The more details, the better my solution fits. ”

"There is no wedding." Chocolate didn't think that far. "I just want him to break into my temple, tie me to the statue of my god with a rope, and say 'it's time to desecrate this sacred place', and then-"

"I can't imagine Mr. Victor using mind control without being harsh in that situation." Malfoy interrupted, jotting down his notes in a hurry. "I can't support it."

"I just wish he had given me Monster Rider's Pe at least once a week

k。 "Her brother's overprotection left her depressed and hungry.

"That kind of Pe

k for this case?" Thank you for telling me, I'll tell the Succubus Ministry. Malfoy took notes. So not married?" What you want is a purely carnal relationship?"

"I want some foreplay, nervous, excited......"

"Yes, but there is no bondage. Good. As a demon, in good conscience, I can't stand for marriage. "The bugs thought about it." We sell magical items that can increase your charm at Nisemat, but Mr. Victor may lose interest in the naked part of the process. A more rewarding, long-lasting approach is to reinvent you. ”

"Remodeling?"

"Before I became a manager, I was the cursed coach of the Banshee pick-up scene. We have fallen from elegance to science. Luckily, Victor is what we call a "good Samaritan" in Happy Nation and is one of the easiest people to score. We have a lot of plans for him. ”

"Agreements?" Chocolati

E frowned. "You're going to seduce him?"

"Ever since we came to Fremond, we demons have been subjected to the slanderous PR campaigns of the angels. Unfortunately, Mr. Victor has been subjected to this sacred propaganda, which has slowed our progress in muttering; I even found out that he agreed to sign a causal insurance plan with them, which means that Heaven is trying to enter our market. The demon trembled with anger before he calmed down. We will launch a comprehensive lobbying campaign aimed at pushing Mr. Victor and, through him, the Emperor, to achieve a radical paradigm shift on the topic of the 'Happy Country'. ”

Chocolate didn't understand the devil's catchphrase, but she understood the gist. "You have a plan."

"Yes, I recommend using 'Redemption Signals' to turn on temptation."

Chocolati

E listened intently, and the demon explained himself in a professional tone.

"It's a trick where you send mixed messages about the possibility of redemption to a deadly target. The purpose of this is to make himself a PRT, a "potential target of salvation", and then his heroic instincts will come into play. Mortals are the suckers of crippled birds. Now, you have to be careful to keep a balance like 'I steal, but I fight with worse people,' 'I'm not bad, I just don't play by the rules,' or 'It's not my fault that I'm like this, it's society's fault.'" ’”

"Does it work?"

"It always has been. It would be even better if we could make a "snitch" pattern with you. At the heart of this strategy is to convince the target that they can change you, that you can fall in love with someone special "directly" and that they will believe that the person is who they are. Kill the mortal and convince the mortal that he must work for it, and then they will fall into the trap. ”

"It sounds manipulative," Chocolati

e noted.

"Do you want him?" Then show him your wounded heart beneath the predatory exterior, behave vulnerable when he thinks you don't know he's watching, and over time, he'll like you. "The demon handed her the note." Here's the script for you. ”

Chocolate read intently, his eyes wide open. He even drew a treemap for each possible answer.

Would she really be desperate enough to follow his advice?

…

"What if you're really good?" Chocolati

E asked, this option cannot be found in the chart. "Not pretending."

"I don't understand." "You mean the double trap?" I don't recommend it, only experts can do it. ”

She's willing to give it a try.