"Goodbye Vai

queu

The last dragon guest said, flying away in the midday sun. "Amazing bragging day!"

"Of course it's mine!" Winkel replied that this made his close relative the only remaining dragon. "Ah, you're leaving?"

"I don't want to leave my treasure unattended for long," Ge

ialissime replied, his partner Blightswamp was by his side. "You know how many greedy guys live near my house. You don't eat them for a year, and then they forget about the food chain. ”

"Uncle Winkel, Uncle Winkel!" Julie could barely stay where she was. "Can I build a nest nearby?" I want to be a great adventurer like you!"

"Julie, there's a huge flying city, full of delicious elves and demons, which now belongs to me," Winkel replied, glad to have companions. "I'd love to let you settle there!"

"Great!" Julie screamed with delight. "I'm going to take my treasure there!"

"This is the biggest bragging rights of the century," GE

alissime congratulates Vai

queu

。 "I can't wait to test my new magic on my cows!"

"Wait for my new work for the next century!" Vai

queu

Say, although he will not soon stop boasting about his great discoveries.

"The discovery of this system is of great significance to my princess research!" The withered swamp said, carrying the child of Ginyalisis on his back. "If a nobleman can evolve into an emperor, then this may be the process by which a noble lady becomes a princess!" If only I could figure out how it works......"

"My dear, I think some of the mysteries of nature are better off not answering," Ge

Ialissime replied, apparently in a philosophical mood.

The death of the three princesses greatly saddened Winkel's mood. After the elven wizard freed them from the crystal, they saw two hundred dragons and screamed. It took Roland, King of Manling, twenty minutes to calm them down. Winkel had asked the Manlins to take them home in his princess bag, but they took them away on horseback. The dragon blames it on a clash of cultures.

Vai

queu

Suddenly wondering if his [dynasty] privileges would allow him to create and cultivate princess collections.

…

No, that's too easy.

He would only go to the elves to buy things.

As his family flew into the sky, Winkel waved at them, officially ending his party on a satisfying note.

Congratulations! Because of being a powerful emperor, obtained against Ishfa

The complete domination of the IA monsters, and the new honor of being a monster lord, you are in the [Empe

o

] to gain a rank in [Kaise

] has gained two levels!

You have gained the [Imperial Authority] and [Secret of Evil] class buffs!

+60 hp， +10 sp， +3 st

， +3 vit， +2 ski， +2 agi， +2 i

t， +3 cha， +2 lack !

[Imperial Power]: Reduces enemy evasion by 20%.

[Malicious Secret]: Divination spells and Pe

k Try to make sure that your message automatically fails unless they succeed in the other person's charisma test.

Winkel was delighted to hear the news. Crest worked!

Of course, as after every bragging day, the whole area looks like a scene after a volcanic catastrophe. Not a single house has not been overturned, not a single sheep is alive. "Minions!" Winkel commanded, and kobold rangers, goblins, imitators, and other servants ran to him. "The party is over!"

"Your Majesty." Kobold Red bowed, and the others followed suit. "How do we serve?"

"Where's Manlin Victor?" Winkel asked, ready to summon his trusted companion to his side.

"I think I saw the chief with a girl," Bone Blue replied. "But all the humanoids look the same, so I can't tell which one it is."

Yes! Finally!

Van Kerr resisted the urge to summon his minions, at least until he threw his eggs into a valuable stock. This will be his only day off this year. "Then you, kobold rangers, will be responsible for leading the minions on the following missions."

"Kobold Ranger is made to serve, Your Majesty Dragon!" The rangers took a pose, imitator Ju

io

Behind them there was a happy cry.

Van Kerr immediately began distributing orders. "Red Cavalry, bring me Manling Charlene and ask her to arrange a mission for me!" The holidays are over, it's time to work! My vault is going to be full of gold again! Ranger Pi

k, you're going to write a new chronicle of the "War of Hoarding" about defeating the Moth King Mau

e's story. It will be named "The Return of the Dragon" and will be distributed to every household so that everyone can learn about my great deeds. ”

"My work will never compare to His Majesty's merits, but I will do my best!"

"Black Ranger, call Jules, the Talisman, and ask him to lift up all the servants who have died in the line of duty. If death does not end Manlin Victor's service, then I will not refuse to let my other servants enjoy this pleasure. The rest ......"

Winkel pointed with a paw at the ravaged village. "Clean up this place!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" They sang together, and then immediately ran to work.

Winkel watched his minions do their pleasant work, dragging away corpses and repairing houses. His gaze turned to his volcano, then to the desert that now belonged to him. How many treasures sleep under the sand? How many coins are crying alone, hoping that he will bring them to his vault? His adventures made him realize that he was always narrow-minded until he met Manlin Victor. Now, he has to look further.

Soon, the whole country will become his gold reserve. Everyone will know his name, and the fake news of his death will eventually be forgotten!

Come to think of it, Van Kel never punished a thief who dared to lie and say he had killed him. After the bragging day was over, he could finally concentrate on finding them.

Then eat them and take their livestock.

"Uh......" Victor woke up, his eyelids heavy. His sworn enemy, natural light, attacked him mercilessly. "My Head ......"

He was already very drunk after last night's disaster. Due to his Red Dragon Life Force, he needs a lot of alcohol to stick around, but he has managed to overcome it.

Victor finally opened his eyes, his mind blurry. His back and neck hurt terribly, and his eyes struggled to adjust to the light.

What happened? He remembered that the dragons had discovered the system, Kia because of the whole "Soul Nethe."

ma

T" is angry with him and teaches Sav and Jules to play Bee

Po

g, ask Alliso

How can he turn into Cybele, the dwarf fights, in C

oissa

T confesses to giving Cha when he is drunk

le

e feed the cake to make her fat and comfort her after dinner......

Victor's eyes snapped open.

His eyes adjust to the light, and Victor realizes that he is in a strange, dirty bedroom, sharing a bed with someone else. The owner didn't keep the room clean and he could see fleas jumping around on the ground.

Werewolves have fleas on their bodies.

The seeds of doubt slowly grow in Victor's heart, and he slowly lifts the blanket, trying to peek at the person sleeping under the blanket.

Please, except for chocolate. Kia, Alliso

, Isabelle Mau

e, even Pi

k Ra

ge

; Anyone but her.

Thankfully, it's not chocolate.

"My head ......" Apparently, Charlene drank as much as he did. Uh......"

Victor sighed with relief before realizing that there was more than one way he could comfort her.

He glanced at the side of the bed and found a neatly dressed croissant lying on the ground snoring, holding a bottle in one hand and Victor's scythe in the other. "He used me to scratch his back," Furibon complained, sounding sad. "Scratch his back......"

Seeing this, Victor blinked; His gaze turned to Charlene, then back to Croissant, and finally back to Charlene, who looked back at him.

"It's embarrassing," Victor said.

Charlene glanced at Ke Song with an angry sneer. "He wanted to fatten me up for dinner," she said, "and he deserved it." ”

He forgot how petty she was when she got revenge. "So, well......"

"I still don't like you." Charlene thought for a moment. "You're good, but I still don't like you."

The number "Then why?"

"You played me on the dragon"

"No, but is there one?"

"That's why I screwed you."

…

All right.

His life was strange.

There was a knock on the door, and Charlene immediately hid under the blanket and pretended to be asleep; The chief of staff put on his pants, and an impatient Allison walked into the room. "Ah, Vic, you're done," Allison said, glancing at the sleeping figure on the bed. "First of all, let me say, I'm glad you took to heart the lesson I taught to worship Silbele."

"yes, I find that I should worry about my afterlife as soon as possible."

"Second, I ......" She saw the croissant lying on the ground asleep, so she stopped and stopped talking.

"It's not at all what it seems," Victor insisted.

Allison didn't say anything, and then showed him a coffin. "I brought you ice and healing potions for breeding outside. I hope we have enough money. ”

"Breeding lines?" Did he hear him right? His head was heavy.

"Yes, the team outside the house."

What the hell did he do last night? In the throes of a hangover, Victor looks out through his bedroom window. In front of the house there was a queue of people, mostly women of different ages.

More than a hundred!" How did this happen?"

"Yes, last night you shouted that you wanted to have children, there was no one in the village, and you were the number two in the 'Empire,'" Allison rolled his eyes at the word. "Do the math yourself."

No way. Too good to be true, so not really. There are definitely pitfalls.

He scrutinized the line, which confirmed his fears.

Most are werewolves in human form, but half of them don't look like humans at all. Furry gnomes, kobolds, imitators, festering ghouls...... "How many?" Victor asked worriedly.

"Ever since you told them that you had met their god, who made you his prophet and ordered the expulsion of family pets, the entire cult of the Moon People wants your genes. Plus a few natives and kobolds, these imitators seem to be fascinated by your 'sword treasures'......"

In that moment, Victor realizes that "good things can be too good."

A terrible thought flashed through his mind. "Who's first?" He asked.

Allison didn't smile.

No.

Oh God, don't ......

"Bah-Bah......" her voice came from behind the door.

Victor immediately tried to escape by jumping out of the window.

It's like hademe

Vai

queu

All the same, his new dragon wings prevented him from passing.

"The world sucks!" He grumbled, desperately trying to squeeze through.

"In your case," Allison said, then shoved him on the back to help him escape, "there could be more than one way." ”

"You stupid fellow!" Kia pointed his sword at the cursed building. "Why can't I destroy this place?"

"It's a free trade zone, and the Kingdom of Happiness invests with the full support of the Emperor," replied Marfisant, the insect demon, who, along with the other demons, protected Nidemat. "We're completely legal here!"

"It's immoral!" The knight grumbled in disgust. "I'm not going to purge Moore's friends from Ishfania and let someone else take over it!"

"Miss Kia, this is a completely normal result of a free-market economy," the demon replied with a hint of smugness. "Nature hates vacuum. We are just meeting the needs of the market. ”

"We will too." A pillar of light falls from the sky, and a blonde angel appears beside Kia.

"Honey?" Kia recognized this angel from the time she entered heaven when she was just beginning her adventurous career. "Hi Miel, is your internship over?"

"Good morning, Miss Kia. In fact, I am now a full-fledged heavenly advisor. I must inform you that you should upgrade your subscription to Paradise+. For you. ”

Angel. The intention is good, but it is strong.

"Look at that," the Bug Demon's tone became vicious. "A man who seeks salvation. Let me guess, your subscriptions are down again, and you're here to learn from that better multiplane company, right?"

"These are donations, and they've already been donated!" Miel replied that she was angry at the sight of the devil. "In fact, I'm here to find a new climate—new believers!"

"Prospects? This is our market! We start with Mau

e Hellco

po

The company took it, and now it's our turn to establish a monopoly!"

"Because it's a 'free-market economy,' like you cunning sales demon said, the top wants to invest there," Mir replied, showing the devil a contract. "I have the authorization of the Minister himself!"

"You...... You can't steal our market share!" Malfaisa

This made Kia very happy, t protested.

"The goddess, Shesha, also expressed her intention to invest in New Ishfania, just like the Church of the Three of Terror," the angel replied. "If you're afraid of our competition, wait for them to come."

Malfessan turned to his friend's bodyguard. "Inform the shareholders," he ordered. "Lower our prices like the emperor did to his enemies!"

"Is this the thing I was thinking?" Kia asked, looking up at the large canvas, raised its ugly head.

"The land is ruled by greedy monsters, there are no taxes, no regulations, and religion is completely free." Honey nodded. "Ishfania will become a haven for chaotic mortals and non-humans in a very short time. Now that Mr. Dalton has opened the market after breaking Moore's monopoly, we in heaven can finally bring light to all. ”

Seeing Heaven and its approach, Kia rolled her eyes, while Mill didn't. They are better than other options, but ......

"Since I can't hurt that demon in the way of a paladin, or I'll lose my diplomatic immunity, I'm going to Mauria." The knight decided. "Moore still has some followers who need to be kicked downstairs."

"You have the trust of the emperor and his ministers, so we hope that you will convince them to take the right path." Miel winks at Kia, just like in the commercial. "Everyone needs a shoulder angel."

Ah, politics again.

Kia didn't complain because she had a feeling that things were going to get really interesting......

"All the dragons present have formed their own class."

Listening to her words, the body temperature dropped sharply. The red-eyed carnivorous trees of the dark forest watched her hungrily, ready to obey their master's orders and tear her limbs to shreds.

Lucy RaVey, the leader of the Night Blade and the mastermind of vampire crimes, remains calm and continues her report.

"I destroyed the envelope of the Gates of Hell at your request, but the dragon tore through Moore's army and left it devastated. With the support of Gardmani, Winkel claimed that Ishfania was his. Most of the guests followed his example and decided to become adventurers. ”

"Why don't you assassinate the dragon's main minions before attacking?" Her hostess pointed out that there was a hint of anger in her voice. The situation is far out of control.

"You didn't ask," Lucy replied. "You ordered me to destroy the seal. No more, no less. Besides, it doesn't stick either. ”

Eventually, Lucy became a mercenary, and she hid some washed gold in Winkel's castle. You can't mess with your bank.

Lucy's mistress, former Mel Odeus, known as Merodius when she lied about being human, sat on her cursed throne of black wood, her face made of stone. Her eyes were fixed on Lucy, her fingers clutching the apple of knowledge. Not there, but there, as if she were a ghost.

The eyes are the windows to the soul. But Mel Odeus didn't. There was neither pity nor praise in her eyes; They promise only destruction. Lucy believes that if there is pure, refined evil in the world, then it must look exactly like the woman.

Lucy works for black women so she can walk in the sun and learn her ancient magic, but she has no reason to be overzealous. She knew that ancestors hated all other beings, and that criminals would not be so stupid as to think that she would be forgiven once her usefulness was over.

The fairy clasped her hands together thoughtfully. "It's too much," she said. "I want to avoid involving dragons, but I can't help it."

Lucy didn't say anything, waiting for the hostess to elaborate. As usual, she didn't do it and covered her hole cards tightly.

"You're fired," Mel Odeus announced. "Keep an eye on Wink and Gardemani until I need your ...... Other services are available. ”

This is how Mel Odeus works, creating chaos in the shadows without being directly involved. She gives more knowledge, hoping that he and Gadmani will fight each other, leaving only the former victor. In a way, she solved Ishfania's problem by creating a bigger problem.

"My teacher," Lucy nodded, and began reciting an instantaneous teleportation spell. Before disappearing, she caught a glimpse of Mel Odeus's massive stone door behind her throne, the greatest and most secret treasure.

The gateway to that strange world called Earth......