"Surprise attack!"

Wearing a blinking ring, Winkel became invisible, and he poked a golem hard, turning it into scrap metal. His fingers ached, having chopped down dozens of such puppets since he started looking for his missing Minions.

So he switched his hands and crushed an undead minotaur with the claw of his right index finger.

The more Van Kel dug underground, the narrower and tighter the tunnel, and finally they came to a crumbling mausoleum underground. However, for him, the number of suicide monsters that desire to die has only increased. Bandaged mummies, skeletal warriors, and clay golems emerge from hidden rooms and flood into them.

Van Kerr wanted to burn them with his breath, but he didn't have enough space to do so, neither hurt his niece nor run away. Why do architects refuse to design spaces for their kind?

At least every warm-up leaves behind a fortune, from gemstones to gold rings. To his great delight, Winkel's (purple-born) café was back with him.

Knight Kia finally let go of his obsession with riding dragons and began to fight on foot, slashing through hordes of ancient undead warriors like butter. Her sword glittered like the sun, empowered by a glowing aura. Meanwhile, Julie swallows a bandaged elf corpse with her mouth and burps.

Wankel finally smashed the last puppet, and the mausoleum fell silent.

Congratulations! You have risen one level in [Gladiator].

+30 hp， +2 st

， +1 vit， +1 agi， +1 cha， +1 lack。

"The further down we go, the harder it becomes." Knight Kia said, sheathing his sword.

Is it difficult? No, it's boredom, especially when he only gets a layer of pleasure from it. Winkel looked at the exit and saw that it was smaller than the previous one. He didn't even make it to his neck!

"They get tastier," said Julie, whose belly was full of dusty undead flesh. "Dry food is the best food!"

"I don't want to squeeze through dusty tunnels anymore!" Vai

queu

Grumble; His paws were already stained with sand. "I'm going to make a bigger one!"

"If Your Majesty does this, the whole floor will collapse and weigh on us."

Vai

queu

Grunted. While he undoubtedly survived and didn't care if Nate Kia would die, he wanted to protect his niece.

"Minions!" Vai

queu

Yell. "Minions! Come back! I'm not going to dig any further!"

Charm check failed. You can't overcome the anti-teleportation effect. "There's no one more charming than me!" Vai

queu

replied. "Fix your misjudgment!" Minion! Minions!"

His chief of staff suddenly appears in his new treasure with a bottle of wine in his hand and a new goblin servant.

"Ah, minion, you're here!" Winkel was glad that the system had finally recognized its mistakes.

His minions and goblins looked around, and Winkel realized that he hadn't denied his stealth abilities. "Blink." As he spoke, he looked his most proud, and the little blue animal was speechless.

"Vic, it's great to see you're alive!" Knight Kia was almost as happy as the dragon, until he noticed the bottle that the half-dragon was carrying. "You found the artifact?"

"Yes, it's Mott." Friend Victor pointed to the goblin following him. The first time he saw a dragon, the guy was startled, raised his head, and silently glanced at Winkel. "I don't think you're wasting your time."

"When you teleport, Winkel breaks the ground, revealing the way below." The knight told him. "Since then, we've gone down seven floors."

"There's a dangerous mummy waiting at the bottom, Aknapep," said friend Victor. "He's strong. In the 80 level league, according to my monster insights. I managed to convince him not to kill me, but the next person to wake him up won't be as merciful as I am. ”

"This mummy is as dangerous as King Baraul." K

IGHT Kia sounds excited. "I knew there was something down there that was worth fighting for. I'm going to bring all my people and kill him. ”

"King Bala Ullong? Blue Fairy Mo asked. "The first dullaha

?” Is he still here?"

"Kia killed him." Manlin Victor said, the goblin's eyes widened in surprise.

"Phew, he's just the second disaster of this era." Winkel replied with a puffed chest. "This mummy can't compare to me."

"Oh, it's an elven mummy, right?" Julie asked, salivating at the thought of this. "Where does it build its nest?" Does it have friends?"

"At the bottom of the dungeon, in a hidden cellar," said Manlin Victor. "Since Mott wants me to get up, maybe he can help us jump over the floor."

"No, I can't." Blue Leprechaun said. "No wish can have a negative impact on the creator of my bottle, Aknapep. I can't want him to leave, teleport the army to his door, or let the tower fall. You have to fight through. ”

"And the tunnel is too small for a dragon," said friend Victor. "Unless we turn His Majesty and his niece into smaller shapes."

"Like what, Manlin?" Vai

queu

Asked.

"Really?"

．..

．..

．..

Winkel laughed so hard that Manlin Victor frowned. "Not bad...... Not bad, Minions. "Seriously, I don't want to empty another hundred floors. Now that the bottle is in hand, the mission is over, and we need to put my new light back into my treasure. It's time to claim my reward. ”

"About that," Manlin Victor frowned. "The task-bearer forgot to mention what's in the bottle."

"You said Mott wants you to get up?" K

IGHT Kia asked. "Is this the elf in the bottle?"

"Yes, extraordinary cosmic power, though not infinite."

"What kind of goblin is this?" Winkel sniffed the thing and asked. The smell seemed disgustingly familiar, but it was too faint for him to remember why.

"I am an elf," replied the elf, "and I grant my master's wishes." ”

"Like the Chief of Staff?" Vai

queu

Asked.

"Yes, except this one is blue." Victor replied in his strangely flat tone.

"I can fulfill any wish of the owner of the bottle within a certain range."

"Just three wishes?" Victor asked.

"You can wish as many as you want, Lord Vic, but I can only fulfill your wishes."

"Minions?" Julie asked, looking at the leprechaun with her big curious eyes, which made him uncomfortable.

"If someone wants to be my master, Master Victor must transfer ownership of the bottle or be killed. Now that I think about it, if my master was killed and then resurrected, maybe it would be a transfer of ownership......"

"I'm not going to spend millions more on Manlin Victor," Winkel said dismissively to the creature. "What wishes can you fulfill, my Chief of Staff?"

"Don't you want me to transfer ownership to you?" Friend Victor asked, always in a hurry to please his master.

"It is too good for me to take for myself the treasure of my indebted servant."

"What can I wish for?" Very apt repetition. "Good question. But the better question should be, what wish do I not have that can be fulfilled? My powers are mighty, but they cannot defeat the gods or powers that compete with me. I can't influence the whole world either. A city I can manage, but it can't be bigger. ”

"Can you turn a city into gold?" Winkel asked suddenly with great interest.

"Of course you can, but you can't go back. I can't hope that my previous wishes will disappear. I can make a wish, which can cancel out the effect of the previous wish, if you put it nicely. In the end, I can't kill people directly, and I can't travel through time. ”

"Okay, let's make a deal here," Manlin Victor said. "I've read stories of people like you, and if you don't misinterpret the meaning of our wishes, it's good for everyone."

"I'll never do that, Master Vic." The fairy replied with a grin. "What do you suggest?"

"If you fulfill my wishes, and there are no side effects, I will always let you out of the bottle, and I will consider making a wish for your freedom."

"The thought makes me uncomfortable, Vic." Kia said with a frown, and the elf listened with a blank face. "He's a slave trapped in a bottle."

"Knight Kia, he's not a slave, he's a slave of my minions." "It was the second most pleasant experience his kind could ever know, second only to being my direct minion. He is free to do what he wants. ”

"I accept your kindness, Master Victor." The elf bared its teeth as he spoke. "In fact, I would be happy to continue to fulfill your wishes after you release me, and it is out of my good intentions."

"Yes...... No offense, but I really don't believe you right now," Victor said. "I'm not going to let you go until the end of the probation. Also, the missionalist Barsino wants the bottle. ”

"Yes, only bottles." K

IGHT Kia noted. "We can release the elf first and then give it to him."

"I'm pretty sure he wants the full fulfillment package."

"Master, what can this seeker give me that I can't get what I want?" The elf asked, eager to stay in the better ranks.

"Exactly!" Vai

queu

Say. Minions' best subcontracting!" Tell me where these damn adventurers are!"

The elf looked up at Winkel, then turned to Manlin Victor and asked him to translate. "No, I would like to know the location of the members of the Blue Rose Legion, a defunct adventure company in Bahrain."

Mo snapped his fingers, and a scroll magically appeared in his hand. He opened it, revealing a map of a continent and other continents that Wacker didn't recognize. Four red crosses were formed on the paper, scattered around the world, with a photo of the name on it.

"Each cross is one of them," Mott said. "I let them move with their targets on their own, master."

Victor grabbed the map and looked at it with a frown. "They're far apart."

"It's called Dext

Alas, in the municipality of Noblekoye in Gademania," Kia said after a glance. "But others are in other countries. To the east is the perdition of Ha

mo

ia

Alliance, with the Winter Kingdom to the north, and the Vampire Kingdom of the Night Lands. ”

Winter Kingdom. Icefa

The reign of g. "Servants, call them into this room." "So that I can eat them."

"They're too far away, and the magic is too tightly guarded for me to forcibly teleport them here." "I can't teleport someone from the other side of the world against their will."

"How about teleporting us to them?" Victor asked.

"Oh, good idea," Wankel nodded. "Can you teleport us back to my treasure too?" I don't want to fly on the return trip to burn fat. ”

"I can grant this wish, but I can't teleport an entire army to their doorstep."

"I recognized one of the names." Knight Kia said after looking at the map more closely. "Garland Renoir, a high-level scorcher. He and his mercenaries managed to escape to the east before the Radiant Crusade captured him. There's a big bounty on his head. ”

Good. Winkel will do something he can do for free. But first, "Manlin Victor, can your chief of staff ask for a Crest?"

"I've found one below, but that's a good question," Manlin Victor turned to his leprechaun, "Can you create a crest?" Maybe it's the legendary one?"

"Trust me, Master Victor, though I wish I could." The elf said through gritted teeth. "I can't influence the hierarchy in any way. No free badges, no levels, no magical stat boosts. ”

"Then you can—"

"There's a powerful divine magic that protects the crown from being found by supernatural forces," the elf interrupted Manling Victor, frustrated by the topic. "I'm sure this part is deliberately bad luck for people like us."

"You are so disappointing, servant of my minions." Winkel said to the elves.

"Your Majesty, please don't laugh at my debt settlement plan." "No, you can create gold out of nothing, right?"

"Ahh Ah yes, wealth is easy. There are also magic items. ”

"I can wipe out my debts!" Manlin Victor said, then frowned. "You can make magic items?"

"Vic, that's probably why Barcino wanted it in the first place," Knight Kea said, though she frowned suspiciously. "Although not that powerful, Mott's power has great military applications."

"Not that powerful, right?" The elf glared at the paladin. "Half of my limitations are because of this damn bottle!" If you want real power, you have to let me go first. ”

"Can you summon the princess?" Julie asked.

"Julie, there's nothing to brag about having a princess right on your doorstep," Winkel rebuked his niece. "You have to try to catch them!"

"But I want a princess tea party!" I'll tie ribbons in their hair, I'll put hats, and we'll laugh and cover our mouths with our paws!"

"In any case, elf or not, the V&V is unstoppable," Winkel replied. "Who won the two battles of the Horde?" All I heard was that Victor friends are now ready to start paying off their debts. Come to me, my chief of staff. ”

Victor approached Manlin, and Winkel placed a finger on his little head. "I, Van Kle the Great, Emperor of the Silent Forest, Ishfania, and the Albon Mountains," the dragon declared, "bestow upon you the eternal blessings of my golden dynasty!"

"It doesn't make any sense—" Manlin Victor closed his mouth, and a bright light surrounded him.

Through your [Dynasty] Pe

k, you grant your chief of staff a [noble] rank.

Because of your servant status, his [noble] profession evolved into [minister].

"Now, Manlin Victor, let your minions take us home. I will make my first wish on my ever-growing treasure. ”

"So, what's the first place?" Victor asked. "Turn the treasure of the ice cellar into snow?"

Van Kerr was appalled by his chief of staff's ruthless advice, as was Julie. "Victor minion, I can't do such a terrible thing to a dragon, even an opponent I hate. He will be humiliated, but I will exercise my will responsibly first. I'm going to eliminate one of the biggest threats to dragons first. ”

"Elves?" Julie looked up, and so did the elf.

"No," Wankel shook his head. "A more terrible, more insidious, more evil enemy."

The dragon made a dramatic pause, all eyes looking up at him, and then he raised a fist to the ceiling.

"I, Vaquil, hope that the lead will disappear until the end of time!"