Congratulations! Having survived the bite of a werewolf many times, you have received a [Silver Fang] personal allowance!

[Silver Fang]: When you bite a single type of humanoid, you can infect them with the Werewolf Curse if they don't pass the Medium Vitality check. On the next Full Moon, their species will permanently become werewolves (humanoids/beasts) unless the curse is lifted.

Victor Dalton suddenly realized when he was lying in bed with bite marks and scratches all over his body. Throughout his life, the adventurer considered him a standard man when it came to who he would sleep with.

But when I pressed it, I found out that he didn't.

Considering the trajectory of his life, the companionship of demons, the help of dragons to rule the country, the obsession with the flock of the moon people, and the transformation of himself into a half-monster, he should have foreseen this.

"I knew Pe

k will work like this!" Chocolate gloated next to him.

Worst of all, that night was the best Victor had ever had

The prime minister said: "My Ka

As a result, MA scores drop dramatically. "Mir will be angry.

"Then forge it!" Chocolate happily suggests, like an adult shoulder demon. "I believe you can do it with the right spell. Malfoy can help. ”

Bad effects indeed. "So, uh...... What are we going to do?" Victor asked. "Will your brother show up and point a gun at us to get married?"

"Fool, if the croissant knew, he would have killed you. Or he will try, and then fail. ”

"I guessed, but that didn't answer my question." In fact, while Victor already likes her quite a bit – much more than he thought – he doesn't want to settle down with anyone right now, and he likes the bachelor lifestyle. On the other hand, he didn't want to hurt her feelings.

Chocolate pulls the blanket towards herself. "Not tied."

"No laces?" Victor raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Except with a rope!" I want foreplay, nervousness, excitement! She began to growl, a disturbing, frantic expression on her face. "You broke into my temple at night with a whip and a crazy glint in your eyes! Ride me around and take me to the desert to fight me on the beach!"

When she describes her strangest and truly disturbing fantasies, Victor flinched until he reached the end of the mattress. Her originally lovely face became the purest expression of mental distress.

"No, no, I have a better idea to make it more fun. We need chains, altars, electric clay, sheep and knives!"

…

In hindsight, this may have been a mistake.

A huge mistake.

"But, but you give me Pe from once a week

k until the end of the mating season. She wanted to bite him on the shoulder, but Vic stopped her with his hand.

"I'm going to get some healing potions downstairs first." She consumed 1/5 of his HP, and this raid had taught him the importance of always being at his best. And, he needs some breathing room.

Victor put on his dressing gown and left the room, while Chocolate Chocolate, gleefully humming a song, closed the door behind him and breathed a sigh of relief.

…

…

He beeped.

Victor knew he wasn't supposed to breed with a madman, but he did it anyway.

He needs to escape from the town. No, it's the whole country. He must escape!

Charlene told him that many churches had begun to encourage adventurers to discover new lands and even to form expedition fleets. He had to get on the first boat and run, run, run!

America? Antarctica? Anywhere!

No, no, if he disappears without warning, Van Kerr will summon him! He's trapped!

Think about it, Victor, think about it!

Buy time. Drink the potion, satisfy the werewolf's appetite, and find a way out of this mess alive.

The frightened minister walked downstairs to the dining room, where his undead servant always had a large number of healing potions on the table. He found Allison waiting for him there, with a group of butlers beside him. "Al?" Victor raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing at my house in the middle of the night?"

"I've already helped Van Kle complete his (Feng Shui) training, and I've come to visit him," the fairy replied. "He got angry when I told him that he had to let the seeds grow with magic instead of something more 'boastful'. He called it slave work. ”

"But he did it anyway?"

"He tried, but I have to promise him that he would dig up a precious metal mine with this new class first," Allison replied. "Because Ishfania is another Iberia, I'm sure we can find some in the south."

You can make more money from developing countries than you do from expedition hunting. With Halloween and the fight against Ice Fang less than six months away, Winkel despises dragon activity, but his hatred of his rivals and his desire to surpass him overwhelm his pride.

Once they've stabilized Winkel's new empire, Victor guesses they can turn their eyes outward.

If only he could live that long.

"Vic, what's wrong?" Allison asked him worriedly. "You look like a soldier who volunteered on a suicide mission."

"Yes," Victor blushed as he finished the bottle.

You've recovered all your HP... Right now.

"No, seriously, what's wrong?" The dryant insisted. "I'm your friend. If you are in trouble, I am willing to do anything to help you. ”

"I sleep with Chocolate Chocolate."

Allison made a brief pause. "Sleep, or sleep—sleep?" Somehow, her question sounded like it. "Have you ever thought about suicide?"

“Slept-b

ed.”

The dryads looked at him, amazed at his stupidity, sympathized with his cruel fate, and strangely in awe of his bravery. "Vic, you're a brave man," she said at last. "But you're also an idiot."

"You arranged a date for me!"

"Yes, a friendly date so she doesn't pester you anymore. I didn't expect you to really cross this point of no return. Alison shook her head, biting her lip. You know it's mating season for werewolves until the end of the month, right?"

A chill ran down his spine. "She said she took birth control pills."

"Don't turn into a werewolf at the full moon, but that part won't work."

Victor's eyes became hollow, and the hellish frost grabbed his heart and shattered his hopeful spirit.

"Thankfully, I don't think half-dragons and werewolves can have children," Alison tried to reassure him. "But to be sure, don't do it again until June. She's upstairs, right?"

"You must save me," Victor pleaded with her, "you are her best friend and the priestess of Eros." Relationship advice is your job. ”

Allison clasped her hands together and thought about it angrily, as if her friend's life depended on it. Because it did!

"Maybe you can learn to accept it?" She suggested embarrassedly. "When you get to know her, you will find that she is kind and loyal. You learned to live with dragons; You can put up with her quirks and learn to enjoy them. ”

"She hid a blood-stained knife under my bed."

"But you still like her, are willing to date her, and are planning a second date. Maybe you're just holding back because you're afraid of taking responsibility. ”

"She's ...... She's so nervous," Victor said. "She scared the hell out of me."

"Maybe you should tell her, and set boundaries. Maybe you're just not ready to go too far for a while. ”

"I don't want to hurt her feelings," Victor admitted. He had fallen in love with her, but he didn't know what to do about it. And it's such a bastard that they just got married and did it. "I think she'll take that as a rejection and start killing her 'opponents.'"

"There's a solution," Alison said with a sigh. "But none of them are good."

"Anything is better than other options."

Allison was interrupted by the terrifying sound of magical sirens in the manor, and she didn't have time to offer an escape route. "Intruders?" Breeding was avoided! Victor immediately glanced at one of his undead servants. "Bring me my bazooka!"

"Bazooka?" Alliso

Blinked.

"The rocket launcher solves everything." Victor replied, rushing to the foyer with her and his skeleton.

They found a huge wolf in the center of the room, surrounded by undead soldiers, trampling the door with their claws. "Where is she?" The croissant roared with his hideous body. "Where is she?!" My sister suddenly disappeared from our house and I followed her scent and went there!"

"Oh, croissants......" Victor tears of relief streamed down his cheeks. You're here to save me?"

"Do you think you can blackmail me?" Croissant replied with a roar. "I don't know how you caught me, but take my sister hostage? I'm going to kill you for it!"

"Nobody's killing," Allison said, putting her hand on her hip. "Croissants, chocolates are ...... Chocolate will do. She is probably the only one who is happy with the status quo at the moment. ”

"Thank the gods, croissants." Victor said that at this point one of his skeletons handed him the bazooka. "I take back everything I said about you. I've never been so happy to see you!"

"What does that mean?" Croissant suddenly stared at the minister's dressing gown. "Wait, what's the bite mark on your neck?" Why...... Why do you smell of her?"

Good question. A better question is, why did Victor suddenly hear ominous opera background music?

"What did you do?" Croissant bared his fangs. "You half-dragon bastard, what did you do?"

"Croissant, please forgive me; I fucked your sister. ”

The background music suddenly stopped, replaced by a tense silence. The croissant stood there in surprise, then glared angrily at the minister.

"Then enjoy the herpes to the fullest."

…

"What?" Victor blinked.

"Enjoy the herpes," Croissant repeated with a smug smile.

"You're lying," said the Chancellor. "You're lying. You're toying me!"

"You don't know where she went," Kosson taunted him, apparently glad at his first victory over his opponent.

Allison tried to comfort him. "Vic, if this is true, I can still heal you both"

"That's not the point!" The Chancellor sighed. Even if it's true, he's immune to disease, but the thought of... Ahh You can take her home. ”

Much to his dismay, he seems to oscillate between his brotherly overprotection and his sheer resentment towards Victor. "I don't know," he said. "You know what people say...... It's no use crying over spilt milk.. ”

Victor grabbed the bazooka and aimed it at the werewolf. "Croissant, you have to do your brother's duty, take her home and defend her honor."

"What?!"

"I have a bazooka, I'm not afraid to use it!"

"Vic, calm down," Allison tried to de-escalate the situation.

"The blackmail failed, you managed to save your sister, everyone is happy!" Victor growled, then frowned. And so on. Why do you think I'm going to blackmail you with her?"

"You didn't ......" At this point, Ke Song realized that he had said too much. Oh. It's nothing. ”

"You said Victor had his eye on you." Allison's eyebrows narrowed.

"Because he's a piece of dragon!" Cozzant denied this.

Does the werewolf think Victor has his eye on him? For what? What did Croissant do to kidnap his sister? That must be a serious matter. Maybe it has something to do with Charlene?

"It's you." Victor's eyes widened as he put the puzzle pieces together. "You were the one who intercepted the letters of Charin and the Adventurers' Guild and handed them over to our enemies."

At this point, the werewolf realizes that he has exposed himself.

So he tried to rush out of the room, but Allison cast a spell. "Speed up Beastba

e !”

The forest goddess fired a sacred green beam at the werewolf, hitting him in the back as he stepped on a skeleton on his way outside. The spell immediately pushed him to the ground. "Damn it!" Croissant curse.

"I've been dealing with werewolves at full moon for months," Allison said. "You can't go anywhere."

"Why?" Victor asked. "Why did you betray us?"

"You betrayed? I've never been on your side!" There was a glint of anger in Kosson's eyes. "You and that dragon ruined my life!" You burned down my home, set a trap for me, treated me like waste, and robbed my girlfriend! I'm fed up with being humiliated all the time!"

"Steal? Charlene dumped you because you wanted to eat her, and you wanted to sacrifice me first!" Victor protested.

"Your boss's guests have eaten all my sheep, and two of them are still mating on the roof of my house!"

"You are going to go to the dungeon for your betrayal." Victor said dejectedly. "You can't take her back."

Congratulations! Because you caught a mole in your midst, you rose a level in [Grand Vizier]!

+30 hp， +10 sp， +1 ski， +1 i

t， +2 cha， +1 lack。

"Do you have any accomplices?" Victor asked.

"It's okay." The werewolf replied. "You're too late. You and the dragon have been beeped, which comforts me. ”

"We survived Brandon Moore," Allison said firmly, on the side of the government. "Whatever your 'friends' have prepared, we can defeat them."

"You idiot, they're already in town. You let them in. ”