It was jelly rain this morning.

Victor knows that there will always be a moment in a person's life when the world seems to become meaningless. His life has long lost its meaning, so when he saw this scene, he just raised his eyebrows.

At first, he was busy leading little Winkel on a chain as he imitated walking around town. Colored clouds popped up out of nowhere, and green, blue, red, and white jelly monsters rained down. Colourful sticky creatures the size of puddles land on the house and ground, each looking like a speck with two glass eyes. Victor uses his [Monster Insight] Pe

K attacks a blue one, which releases some of its remaining electricity around itself.

Thunder jelly

Type: Mucus

Resistant to physics, water, acid, and electricity.

Weak resistance to earth and magic.

A young slime capable of generating bioelectricity. While their bodies are very weak and vulnerable to most spells, their bodies make them immune to physical attacks. Usually used as a pet for dungeon cleaners or large monsters.

Other slimes appear to have different elemental affinities; The red body seems to be burning forever, the green body dissolves the substance like acid when it comes into contact, and behind the white body is a layer of cold frost.

"Interesting, a new magical weather." Furiben said from the scythe. To be on the safe side, Victor now always carries it with him. "Is this the beginning of the season of slime?"

The slime made a screeching sound, which Victor translated as crying.

"Baby?" Winkel Jr. said, with a hint of care and affection. Oh, yes. Victor forgot that the imitators are slime-type. These creatures are distant cousins of Junior.

Victor believes that in any other city, a monster rain would cause panic, but Mu

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of citizens are taking it in stride. "Free food! A shemale merchant said happily that he immediately went into action to catch the shemale in the bottle.

"Sweet, arsonist! A werewolf turns into a monster and goes to catch a fire jelly, probably to use it in his chimney.

Instead of defending against an army of monsters, the game has become a slime hunting party. Even Victor gets involved, though he is reluctant as his pet breaks free from its chains, forcing him to move around.

"Baby!" Ju

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While shouting, he grabbed the crying jellyfish with his hand and put them on his back. This scene reminds Victor of a hen putting chicks on her back for safety.

It was a very interesting moment, if stressful, as little James seemed hell-bent on rescuing more slime molds than the other townspeople could catch. How long is it going to rain

"Minions!"

Victor finds himself teleported to the temple area, leaving his locked pet to meet his owner. Unlike the rest of the city, this area, which is closer to the mountains, has not been affected by the rainfall.

"Minions!" Van Kerr angrily clawed at the new Temple of the Twelve that was under construction. In order to take care of the local population, the Shesha Church brought in most of the beast workers from abroad to build the place, supervised by dwarven engineers. The building was built on a hill next to the volcano, and the final design would dwarf the Holdmer Cathedral.

"This is the new temple," Victor replied. The place is far from finished, only the main wall has been erected. "What, you want it to go away?"

"It looks taller than my statue in the central square!" Van Kle grumbled indignantly. A group of monsters and workers gathered nearby to watch the dragon. "There's no way this statue of a crook merchant can overshadow mine!" Get Mott!"

Here it is again, Victor sighed and thought as he hung the bottle on his belt with the empty hand that had held little James's chain beforehand. "No, come out."

The elf appeared in a puff of white smoke, and when he saw Winkel, his expression was sad. "Oh."

"Slave of my minions, do what you can to make me the biggest statue you can!"

"Another statue?" Victor could see the sparkle in Mott's eyes slowly fade with each new desire, replaced by a familiar, empty gaze, a veteran tired of Winkel's antics.

"But this time it's made of rubies," Winkel clarified. "So it looks as dark red as my scales. Make it taller than that temple. ”

"No, please make a statue of His Majesty with pure rubies," Victor said, sympathizing with the creature. So far, Venquil has mostly used elves for whimsical requests.

The elf sighed heavily and snapped his fingers. A huge statue of Winkel, slightly smaller than the Statue of Liberty, stands in front of the New Temple, and it is made of the purest ruby. It will be an amazing, impressive sight...... If it weren't for the dragon depicted by Mott preparing to take off, stretching out its arms like Superman.

Apparently, Winkel was too obsessed with his own image to find the subtle ridiculousness in the sight; The crowd was stunned by the impressive magic show and couldn't stop laughing.

"Make a smaller statue of my chief of staff next to it," Winkel added. "Agate for clothes, lapis lazuli for skin."

"In addition to beautifying the environment and making money, can you use my extraordinary cosmic abilities?" He asked, increasingly frustrated.

"No," Winkel replied bluntly.

The elf made a tired expression. As he calmly repays Victor's debts, Winkel's demands slowly wear down his enthusiasm.

"Dragons will not rule a city full of dung," the emperor announced. He visited Mu for the first time since he had been in seclusion for a month

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, because he found that the place was not satisfactory, he began to make a wish. "His land must be as shining as his treasure!"

Victor had to admit that Winkel may have a hidden talent for architecture. After turning all the lead in his domain to gold, Van Ke used the elves almost exclusively for landscaping: building lavish marble-paved roads, adding statues of golden dragons on every street corner, and putting Mu in their entirety

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turned into an impressive capital, worthy of a dragon emperor.

"I want to rule a city of gems." Wacker ordered. "The shiniest place in the world!"

"Is this a real wish?" He asked with a frown, and Victor nodded. The elf sighed heavily; It's like a death row prisoner fending for himself. "I agree."

"I won't bother you two with gardening," Victor said. "I'll have to catch James Jr. before he does something stupid, and then meet Kea at Alison's house."

"Minions, I've changed my mind." Winkel said in a serious tone. "I don't want you to have a baby with Knight Kia. She has a great influence on my niece, and she will have a great influence on you. ”

"It's okay, I'm going to take someone out to dinner tonight." Hopefully this is the last time. ”

"Okay, we'll return the bottle to the mission bearer tomorrow." Winkel said that both Victor and the elf were taken aback.

"Will you?" Mott looked up in delight. "Do you really want to?"

"Dragons don't break their promises." Winkel replied proudly. "I said I would return the bottle to its owner and I would. He's going to get the bottle, and we're going to feed you, Minions. You'll never stop working for V&V, I swear!"

If there is a picture of "absolute despair" in the dictionary, Mott's face must be the first choice. Victor absentmindedly used [Monster Insight] on him in case his race had any tricks.

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Same results as Melodieuse. Maybe his skills only work against low-level monsters?

But why does this work for Wink himself?

Well...

After returning Junior and his newly adopted slime garbage back to the castle, Victor flew to Alison's quarters. As Rollo's mechanic, she shares a house with the puppet and recently agreed to let Barnabas live in her studio. From the outside, their workshop looks like a mad scientist's paradise, with robot parts strewn across the ground and gears, oil depots, and forging tools next to them.

He finds Kia waiting for him in front of an open garage, Alison and the troll Barnabas fiddling with Rollo's gears. "Sorry, I'm late." He said to the knight. "This rain is a bit of a problem. I think we caught most of the slime molds. ”

"I know," Kia nodded at the glass light above the garage entrance. A sleeping red slime provides the light. "As a gooey mass, they're surprisingly cute."

"Do you think we can produce an electric current with enough particles?" Victor asked, not sure if other countries had ever tried to tame them.

"You need a lot, they're still wild monsters," Kia noted. "Some alchemists tried to domesticate them, but after the initial failures, most turned to powerstone research."

Also, most civilized species lack additional skills to deal with monsters, such as Victor's [Monster Student]. If he can tame alien creatures like little James, Victor thinks he can still take advantage of them.

"I didn't find anything about elves." When Allison and Barnabas finished checking Rollo, Chia said. "You would think that a species that is able to grant wishes would have more love for it."

"yes, I'd like to do more research on his kind before making a wish, but Vai

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I hate lead so much that I can't listen to it. "At least he convinced the dragon not to want anything too spectacular or too sensitive for a while." I don't believe him. Winkel wants to return the bottle to Barcino, which will help us verify that map. ”

"I can't say whether it was wise to give the elves to Barcino," Kia admitted.

"Isn't he the hero of the War of the Century?"

"Yes, but he supported Gadmani only because he saw an opportunity to fight for territory for his country. I met him once, and he struck me as cunning and charming, but at the same time an opportunist. ”

Still better than Melodieuse. Thinking about her...... "By the way, I asked Mott to look for Melodiuse, but he didn't find it. ”

"So she's either using a pseudonym or blocking his power?" The paladin sighed. "Of course, that's too easy."

"Thanks, Barney!" Allison thanked Barnabas for completing Rollo's job.

"I've been thinking about testing these new Agarthan gears." The troll grumbled. "The design is advanced, but the workmanship is inferior."

"I feel as good as new." The golem replied, then threw a punch into the sky. "Nothing can stop Rollo now!"

"Hi Vic, Kia!" Allison greeted them with a big smile and wiped his oily hands with a towel. "What's wrong?"

"I'm looking for love," Victor joked.

"In my garage?" She replied with a blank face, and Kia giggled at the sight.

"Well, I'll have to find a place to start," he replied, then turned to Rollo, "I recently visited a tower full of golems. ”

"Sabrata?" It reminds me of the past. "So, the Golem Farmer did come from there." When I managed to get out of it, I got my first Crest. Is that abominable Aknapep still sleeping at the bottom of the sea?"

"I'm looking for something that will help me kick his ass," Kia confirmed, glancing at Barnabas. "Do you have anything to deal with ancient mummies?" It's like a ring to prevent the earth from attacking?"

"I can forge a [Sandstorm Amulet]," the troll replied, eager to create new magical items. "High resistance to earth and wind elements, immunity to [sandstorm] weather and its impairment, immunity to curses."

"Pharaoh was blessed by Sabra for his sins against nature." Rollo warned Kia, and Allison frowned at his words. The rise of impoverished Ishfania and Brandon Moore is a direct result of the magic of Ahnapep. "The time effect won't affect him, and magic protection won't resist him for long."

The experienced knight assured him: "I won't attack that monster until I have a team and the perfect setup."

"Do you know what he's capable of?" Allison asked her puppet friend. "You worked for him before he gained consciousness."

While Rollo, Alison, and Kia discuss Arknapep's abilities, Victor turns to Barnabas. "I'm also thinking about upgrading my arsenal. These things can help me heal Winkel in battle. ”

Winkel's body parts were protected, but there was no way to restore life. Since Victor could never match his master in sheer firepower, he thought he would better learn how to support him; Thanks to his new café, he should be able to get a nice discount.

"Money comes first." "You're in debt."

"Yes," Victor replied, then handed him his wallet, thanking Mott for his wish. "There's enough here to satisfy you."

The troll blacksmith glanced at the gold coin and refused. "No, I don't accept fairy gold."

Hearing the elf's name, Victor and Chia and the others blinked at the same time. "Again? The minister asked.

Barnabas answered and said, "I do not take the gold of God." "It's either cursed, fake, or blood money."

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Oooh.

Victor connects these threads. [Monster Insight] does work against dangerous monsters.

Cafes just don't recognize a particular one.

"Vic," Kia quickly drew his sword. "Mott is not an elf."

Because the elves don't exist in Ofremond. They are...... Another name.

"Damn it!" Victor immediately rushed out, Kia, Alliso

And Rolo followed him. He granted all of Van Kkel's wishes, and it was only a matter of time

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHH !”

Before the Mott collapse.

His screams of frustration echoed throughout the city, accompanied by a pungent purple light. "Greater blessings!" Kia immediately draped herself in a golden aura......

But the purple explosion immediately lifted the spell, and she and Allison were immediately transformed into gemstone statues. Only Victor and Rollo were not affected.

Of course, Mott will take out the woman who defeated Baraur first.

"Alison!" Rollo stopped angrily, then rushed to the source of the scream.

The bottle's protective magic protects Vic from wishes, and Rollo is an artificial creature with a natural resistance to magic, but no one is as lucky as him. When they crossed the Mu

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, they passed by the citizens who had been transformed into jewel statues.

They found Mott in a ruined town square, where he was busy materializing tons of gems onto Wacker and burying him underneath. The elf had crushed the dragon beneath a large pile of stones, and his spell clearing spell could not counteract the effect.

"You like gems?" Do you like gems?!" Mott roared, a twisted, frantic expression on his face. In a fair fight, the giant maggot could have easily crushed the "elf", but he was caught off guard.

"Minions! Minions, stop—" Winkel shouted from under the massive gem mountain, and more gems fell, drowning his head. Even an all-powerful dragon doesn't have the strength to lift so many gems at once; The tip of its tail swings outside the rock pile, showing the emperor penguin's futile escape.

Mott glared contemptuously at Victor and Rollo. "Ah, my 'master' and a traitorous puppet. What a wonderful pair. ”

"No, what did you do?" Victor glared at the "goblin".

"Winkel wants a gem city." Mott said, with cruel joy in his hollow eyes. "Now he has. There can be no more new statues!"

"I can't believe you've only lasted a few days," Victor taunted him. "I've been sane for months!"

"Yes, I may have looked like you, a lowly slave when I was tied up in a bottle...... But deep down in my cold heart, I knew who I was. His voice became muffled, echoing with the sound of a bitter cold wind. Ogre, the legendary Satan......"

The goblins grew up and changed until Mott was no longer a child. His massive size, larger than a troll, overshadowed his master. "It seems to be made of ice bones, and eats the bones of children with goat's horns; His vertebrae moved, clinging to the bottle on Victor's belt, as if only half of his body was allowed to come out. Instead of its eyes, two blue stars twinkling with malice glared at the Chancellor.

"An Elven Lord."

"Destroyer of the Earth." Rollo grunted with a hint of fear.

"You're the creature on the fresco on the tower." Victor recognized it.

"The Tower magnifies my power until the land of the elves dries up in the hope of Aknapep." Mott said with a vicious pride. "When you want me to be free, when I can strangle those mortal children with my own hands, I will destroy this land and accomplish what Baraur has failed to do."

Victor said expressionlessly, "yes, it's smart for you to say that, it will never happen now." "You should fight the long game. If you behave well, I'll let you go. ”

"I wanted to do it, but found out something worse than being trapped in a beeping bottle and giving a gift to a mortal against my will." "Serve that dragon!"

"I hope that those who turn into gems will become flesh again," Victor noted.

He said, "I will rip off the flesh of your idols and make them come alive and eat you." "Otherwise, I'll turn everything into meat, from bones to brains. I will grant you any wish, no matter what you say. Unless you set me free. ”

Yes, it's impossible in Promised Land. But if Winkel's own [Spell Purification] can't suppress Mott's ancient magic, then only another wish can counteract the chaos. The elves must have some weakness. "You can't kill."

The terrible fairy giggled. "You'll be amazed at what I can get you through. So? Deal or pain?"

Victor suddenly had an idea. "Okay. Let's sign a contract. ”

"Yes, if you want me to be free, I'll-"

"No, I mean a written contract." Watched by a handful of evil creatures who are as good at twisting words as elves. "I'm going to call my lawyer!"