Chapter 100 and Chapter 15: A Cat
My name is Victor Dalton, and if you read this letter, it means I'm dead. Again.
When he wrote his will, the Chancellor realized that the phrase had lost its weight.
In his will, the minister divided his property among his friends. Chocolate has the greatest ownership of his estate, but he also rewards Malfoy, Jules, Isabel, and Charlene with his magical items. Allison would get custody of Winkel Jr.; Glenich and his horse. He also donated all his immortal servants to Camilla's church as a thank you for training him personally.
He knew that he had done everything he could to gain eternal life and had enough backup plans to recover from a possible fourth death. But he clearly remembers how Mel Odeus murdered him before attaining any rank.
One day, Victor's luck may run out, or he may come across something capable of stealing his soul in the manner of a reaper. He's attended enough Evil Overlord workshops to know that no one is invincible and to be prepared for the worst.
After writing everything down, Victor placed the scroll next to the table and walked to the window. He rented the largest bedroom in the local inn, an elegantly decorated, minimalist Japanese-style apartment. Winkel was arguing with other dragons in the private bath so that the vizier would one day be free to do as he pleased.
Activation!
Well? Odd number.
There was a knock on the door. "Please come in." The Chancellor asked, and Joris and Malfoy walked in. The necromancer has a scroll in his hand, and the demon has a pile of papers in his hand.
"Sir." The necromancer bowed respectfully, then examined his scroll. "Every hour of your rest is scheduled. You have a training breakfast with Kia Bekele, a walk with your pet in the morning, and a session I
fe
co
Shareholders' Meeting, after sunset and Cha
le
e drink blood tea together, and Chocolati
Miss E had dinner together and then committed suicide. β
"Do you think I can't make it?" Victor asked.
"Sir, only one in twenty of the Kamasibelli survived, and those who did often lost their souls." Jules replied calmly. "Statistically speaking, while you have extraordinary abilities, I have to prepare for the worst. Luckily, in your case, death will become the undead you've always wanted to be. β
"Then your soul will be reincarnated as a demon." "That's the definition of a zero-soul emission scenario."
"Please don't turn my corpse into a zombie, though." Victor pleaded, suddenly wondering if it would be a good idea to leave his body in the care of Joris. "I can handle handsome skeletons or vampires, but not zombies"
"Sir, you have to live to get the vampires rooted, and your ability to resist disease makes that pointless."
Victor realizes that the necromancer didn't promise anything. "What about Allison?" Isabel?"
Jules replied, "Miss Chocolate invited Allison to the dinner, so I booked both of them at the same time." "As for Isabel Moore, she has a medical appointment and can't come."
What's happened to her lately? Victor promised to investigate later. "Since I'm going to eat chocolate here tonightβ"
"Miss Allison cast a protective charm in the building." "Also, you should be pleased to know that I commissioned the production of the 'Intimate Team Building' special for your shareholder meeting. All of your Banshee assistants will attend, as well as our Lateral Office Interns. β
Do the demons know that there is to be a rally free of drugs and prostitutes? Still, since this demon had always accompanied the vizier, there was nothing but loyalty and support, and Victor ignored it.
"Malfoy, I know you want (a promotion), but my allowance doesn't allow it, and I don't understand why." Victor said. "I mean, you helped us deal with Aknapep!" What else do you need?"
"I figured it out." "It seems that the continued presence of my boss is hindering social mobility. He is expected to receive a chocolate-like severance package soon. β
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Nope." The demon shook his head. "But if I can ask you for a favor......"
"You can do anything for your friends," Victor said.
"Then that's the bill to legalize Hellhound fighting." Malfoy handed him a piece of paper. "This should be a fashionable choice for all underground wandering places."
"You sponsor the Hellhound?" Jules asked.
"No, but my nephew started a startup in that space. He is a member of the family, and as a member of the government, it is rude not to give him a state monopoly. β
Breakfast with Kia was awkward.
She ate eggs and bacon, but she didn't touch her coffee, milk, or orange juice. She stared at the liquids like a zombie stared at a brain.
"So, uh...... Are you alright?" Victor asked, and to reassure her, he changed his armor for casual clothes. It is clear that it did not work.
"I can handle it," she lied.
The situation was worse than he had imagined. "I know you feel vulnerable, and you may have some shady thoughts," he said, trying to preemptively strike. "When we interact, you should consider using [anti-chaos] or [anti-evil]."
"Mithra taught me a conversation about unprotected charm checks."
Wow, isn't the whole pantheon refusing to let them interact?" Then you can tell me with confidence," the prime minister said, taking Camilla's advice on friendship seriously. "You're getting in a bad mood. It's not just about alcohol. β
"No, it's not," she admitted. "Everything tastes like salt water."
Victor frowned. "Wait, do you even want coffee?"
"Coffee, milk and juice." Kia's eyes darkened. The bartender was wrong. She didn't stop at alcoholic beverages. β
"Tea?"
"Except for unsalted water, all water tastes like salt water!" She had tears in her eyes. "Even if it's a potion!"
It would have been more merciful to her if she had let her country fall, as she had threatened. "I promise I'll do everything I can to fix this," he swears. "I called upon my holy patron saint. Be patient. β
"Thanks, but I just want to think about something else right now." She complained. "When are we going to hit the road again?"
"In a few days. Thanks to Ha
vest", I found the Exp Fa of the seniors
m, but I need more time to gather all the information available. β
"You've kept all of McGonagall's knowledge in it; It might take months to get everything right," she said with a sigh. "Maybe we can train then?" I want to focus on something, anything!"
"What I have is time." Victor nodded. "I think I can finally use [Pe
k Fo
ge] and fuse unnecessary Pe
ks too. β
"Leave it to me," she said, seizing the first opportunity to focus on military issues. "We'll review your monster perks and find the best combination at any time."
Select Register. You merge [Blood Fountain], [Scale], and [Vampire's Kiss] into [Bloodline].
[Bloodline]: Skill, sound effect, 80sp. You can fire a sonic pulse that causes the blood of all creatures within 350 meters to boil, causing a large amount of [blood] damage and death if the [vitality] check fails. A successful [Vitality] check will prevent death, but will produce the [Strength]/[Vitality] debuff.
Select Register. You combine [Black Fire], [Bad Breath] and [Corrosive Poison] into [Poisonous Fire].
[Poison Fire]: Skill, 1 SP/s. You can release purple poisonous flames from your hands, feet, or mouth; Half of the damage is of the [Dragon] type and the other half is of the [Evil] type. Contact with flames and smoke will inflict [Corrosive Toxin] illness on the victim, bypassing the poison resistance and reducing immunity.
"Baby?" Ju
io
He looked at Glenich and asked. Throughout the zoo, Victor only tethered the two monsters when they visited the outskirts of the city
Unfortunately, in order to avoid chaos, he was forced to leave Tarask. The guy just kept eating, so much so that Goblina didn't even give a hint of encouraging him to take things away as quickly as he could.
"No, Gorinich doesn't have a sister-in-law yet." The old man replied that somehow he could understand the imitator's words. Their animal trainers are happy to see that they get along well. "But Gorinich is willing to do anything!" Like a horse!"
"I'm sorry, no." Novasse said that Bas Jelly jumped from its back to Dodorian's back and back again. "It's painful to be a single mare, thank you."
"Can you really ......," Victor asked, but didn't dare finish his sentence.
"Dragons can mate with anything." The horse replied tremblingly. "Anything. Where do you think my ancestors got their cool fiery hooves?"
Charlene was radiant tonight, dressed in white, pampered, like a princess.
Victor, that's not the case. He brought the tea to his lips and tried to concentrate, and it was pitch black outside the window. From the noise, it can be seen that Winkel is still arguing with his fellow dragons. "Victor, you look terrible." The vampire said, noticing his exhaustion. She hesitated between Dwarf Blood Whiskey and Goblin Blood Beer, and finally chose Elf Sparkling Vodka.
"I had a fierce demonic meeting," he said as he drank (the healing potion), "I'm exhausted. βγ
"What are you doing now?"
"We've tripled Nightblade's profits." Charlene said proudly. "I'm proud that we've shifted their core business from murder and theft to a real criminal syndicate: racketeering, extortion, and money laundering. Less risk, more profit; That's my motto. β
"That's great, but what I want to ask about is a more casual activity."
Gods, this sounded even more awkward than he had imagined. Even Charlene looked confused and a little ashamed. "I've been reading novels."
"Oh," he said. He tried to find a topic to talk about, not Mu
mu
i
then he decided to cut to the heart of the matter. "Usually we only see each other when we're talking about work or sleeping together. I suddenly felt like we didn't know each other very well. β
"I'm a workaholic, so I like to talk about work," Charlene replied. "As for getting to know each other, we are colleagues with benefits. That's all. β
"I recently lost a friend, and I realized that I take most people for granted," Victor replied. "Like you, Charlene. I mean, you've done a great job building the V&V empire into the semi-stable country it is today, and I've never asked you what you like outside of work. β
"Is it semi-stable?" She smiled, baring the vampire's fangs. "You're so cute, Vic. I'd be lying if I said I didn't take you for granted either. β
"Oh?" Victor quickly got himself under control. "Don't get me wrong, I'm happy, but I'm also surprised. We didn't have a good relationship at first. β
"I thought you could be replaced, but on the days you rested, Mu
mu
i
Almost collapsed," she replied, still sounding sad. No offense, you were an immature bastard when we first met, and not that handsome. You are getting better both physically and mentally. β
Victor crossed his arms at the "not-so-handsome part", but tried to stride over. At least that's a testament to his improved charisma. "But I'm grateful for everyone's attention," Charlene said as she relaxed on her blood drink. "The last person who wanted to get to know me better was to fatten me for food."
"Maybe we can start by exchanging book recommendations," Victor said.
She made a horrible grimace. "You promise you're not judgmental?"
"Why should I?" Victor asked in surprise as Charlene placed a red book on the table. The Prime Minister took the letter and read the headline on the cover.
"'Breeding Frenzy,' anonymous super-bard," Victor said flipping through the book. "Chapter 1, Summary: The dragon has finally gotten his minions."
However, as he began to read the first line, he felt an invisible, overwhelming pressure take over the room. A malevolent shadow crawled on his back, and Death moved over his shoulder with his cold hand.
"It's bad, I'll admit," Charlene said, and a supernatural force forced Victor to keep reading the badly written script. "But it's so bad it's getting fun."
"Minions, you've failed too many times." The dragon said as he placed his powerful claws on his dwarf's legs. Victor continued to read, discovering that the nameless dragon and his trusted vizier were uncomfortably similar to him and Winkel. "'Now it's time for me to take this matter personally. Put my eggs in your belly!'"
Then came the details, and the cold hand moved to his neck
(I
sta-death) negative!
Victor managed to close the book, and the wails of a thousand screaming souls disappeared in the background. He gasped for breath and barely survived. "Who wrote it?" He asked Charlene. "So I can strangle them?"
"Vic, what's wrong?" Chocolati
E asked as he served the main course.
"Nothing," he replied, scratching his shoulder. "I can still feel the cold hands......"
"You've read Pi
A novel by k, "Alliso
Sit to his left, Chocolati
e is on his right. She placed a bonsai tree next to the dining table, apparently connecting with it for better mobility. "I've heard it's gotten worse. I don't know how, but it's getting worse. β
"Pink?" Victor almost choked. "She wrote this nonsense?" Why? Why would anyone do that?"
If there is a perfect argument against free speech, it is the book!
"You're always with Winkel, you've become a half-dragon ......"
"Shhhhhh Chocolate Chocolate proudly said as she pulled out her masterpiece: a stuffed pig without a head, and vegetables for Alison. "And the right people."
"Indeed," he said, placing his hand on hers. "Thank you for the arrangement, Choc. If I can survive Kamacybele, we will definitely have a culinary tour. β
"Of course you will!" She laughs. "You've got [Monster Knight]! You're too prepared!"
"I'm not sure," Allison replied, his tone less enthusiastic. "Even experienced pastor Sibler would not dare to do this. I still don't know how to make sense of this (devil's rake) course. β
"You are the priestess of the goddess of pleasure," Victor noted. "Your job is to oversee the!"
"She is the goddess of the forest, pleasure, and knowledge," Allison began to defend herself. "It's different. We have raw intelligence, wild, not frivolous ones. β
Yes, that's right. "You can't testify, it's just jealousy."
"Sort of." Although this is to protect herself; Unlike Victor, she didn't want to die again. "Shouldn't a simple be enough to get into [the devil's rake]?"
"According to Ludwich Van I am at a very high level and only Kamasi Bailey can get me into this class," Victor replied, cutting the pig and vegetables before serving them to everyone. "I still want to get it, mainly for charm and diplomatic use."
"Please tell me that you don't plan to make a truce with the orcs by sleeping with them." The dryant giggled. "It's not that I don't mind a peaceful settlement."
"Winkel managed to convince a Tarasque man, and I think I can do the same." He tasted the stuffed pig and thought it was delicious. "Choc, I love it."
"You'd better be grateful, it took him a long time to gain weight," she replied happily. "But don't eat too much. I want to finish what we started in the Thai Empire, and I've got the sacrificial altar ready downstairs. β
Victor sighed, but accepted the sacrifice. "As you wish." He replied, kissing her briefly on the lips, while Allison looked at her with a strange expression. "You won't mind, Al?"
"I'm worried about you," the dryant said. "You should go to training."
"Goblina made a similar suggestion, and used all sorts of protective charms her mages knew to curry favor with me." Victor replied. "But as the final battle with my ex approaches, I thought I should focus on making time for my loved ones. You're included. β
The dryad smiled sheepishly. "Thank you, Vic," she said, "and it reminds me that I haven't paid you back yet, because you persuaded Wacker to raise me." β
"Just have a drink for the two of us, because I'm now immune to alcohol."
Allison shook his head, as if he had said something stupid, and exchanged glances with Chocolate. "What?" Victor asked.
"It's a secret," Allison replied.
"As long as it doesn't involve that pesky cat." Death replied.
"It's okay, Felix lives in the hearts of both of us now." Chocolate happily replied.
Victor looked at the meat on his plate.
On closer inspection, it doesn't look much like a pig......
β¦
"Chocolate?"
"Yes, Vic?"
"Can I take another bite?"
Finally, the time has come.
Victor was well prepared, donning his full plate armor, drinking his potion, and casting 25 buff spells he knew. Before the storm, he still felt naked.
"Are you ready?" Victor asked, as Ludick Van began to draw a summoning circle on his bed, the moon now hanging high in the night sky. "My magic expires at this rate."
"I found myself distracted by a very interesting book that I found in your trash can," Ludwich replied.
"You...... Did you survive?"
"I wish I could meet the author," Ludwich Van replied, "and I have a lot of stories worth putting on paper." β
"That's a great idea!" Victor will not let this happen.
"Anyway, I've got the lighthouse ready," said the playboy after going around in a circle, taking a few steps back, "and now she'll have to accept the invitation, but since I sent it myself, there's no reason for her to decline." β
"I'm ready."
"Your armor won't protect you," Ludovic said bluntly. "Survive or die."
"It's too late to go back now." Victor shook his head. "Does it hurt?"
"If you fail, you will evaporate in the blink of an eye, not allowed to check."
"Checks are not allowed?"
"Checks are not allowed. Don't touch her, or your soul will explode from ecstasy and don't allow inspection. You just pray, and then observe. β
So Victor knelt down and prayed to Camilla. Of all the gods who claimed him, she was the one who helped him the most. He did, however, pray to Death Clown and Snowsha. He knew it might not help, but prayer was one's last refuge.
"I'm ready." He said and stood up. "My entire stay in Ofremont was prepared for this moment."
Then step into the circle. Once I cast the spell, I had to teleport out and lock the room. I've been spared, but I don't want to leave it to chance. May the Goddess smile on you. β
Victor took a deep breath and walked into the circle.
As soon as he spoke, a barrier of green light formed behind him, trapping the minister in his bedroom. Ludwik Van left abruptly, leaving him to his fate.
Victor was silent for a moment, and the bedroom was empty.
"Victor Dalton." When she appeared at the bedside, the sound was as beautiful as music. A woman wearing a hood, wrapped in a mossy garment, revealing only her green hands. "I received your invitation."
"Miss Sybele." Victor said respectfully, a chill running down his spine. The tone was warm and affectionate, but he couldn't get a glimpse of what was under the hood. "You know me?"
"Of course. You destroyed the evil city of Sabra and greened the desert of Ishfania again, which is good for me. She put her hand on the sheet. Lie back in bed and relax. You are among friends. β
He complied, nervous as a paradise of happiness, careful not to touch her.
"It's been a while since Death Rister messed up my relationship sheet, and I've been watching you." Sibrie kindly explained, even though the prime minister didn't understand half of it. "You do have as easy as they say. I am happy. β
Victor may be angry, but she says it like a compliment. "Uh...... Thank you. β
"Although I'm pretty sure Mithra won't accuse you of your promiscuity, you've won me over. Few people can prove their worth, but you did. I will duly reward you for your devotion to hedonism and nature. β
Victor felt something burning on his left buttocks.
You've won [claimed by Cybele] a personal allowance!
[Cybele Claim]: When you level up, you have an additional 10% chance of getting an HP or SP boost. You are immune to [bewilderment], [charming] and venereal diseases.
"Now, I know you called me for a purpose," she said, putting her hand on her hood. "You want to get a rank in the [Demon Rake] class."
"Can I get rid of the dangerous parts?"
"Unfortunately not." The goddess shook her head. "But you just have to look at my face. If you survive this painful experience and stay awake, you must immediately reach for the potion. β
"Will it be like Ludvic?"
"When I ascended to heaven, my charisma attributes were similar to Ludvic's. Because my privileges have been upgraded to the level of the divine, now my face as the goddess of pleasure is a weapon of mass destruction. The last mortal to see it turn into a pillar of salt, even my fellow gods couldn't help but amuse themselves in front of me. β
"Sounds ...... Inconvenience. β
"Yes," she said with a heavy sigh. "Since this feature ruined my dating life, I entertained myself by matching other couples. Like you. I can't remember how many times Eichingrim asked me to match you with his priestess. β
"It turned out well," Victor replied. "I still don't understand why, but it worked."
"Yes," she said, sounding as if she knew something he didn't know. "Now, are you ready?"
"Yes."
She took off her hood, and the room exploded in a burst of firelight.
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"Best Dragon" K
ightsba
e
Level: 75 (Augustus 30 / Wizard General 14 / Caesar 17 / Dungeon Keeper 10 / Feng Shui Master 4)
Type: Dragon.
Fang: v and v.
Healthy spots
6965 year
Special points
1810
strength
162
vitality
121
skill
66 (+ 6)
Agility
89
information
53 (+ 2)
charm
138 (+ 6)
luck
85 (+ 18)
Personal benefits
class benefits
Atomic dragon fire breathes
Noble birth
Fire immunity
Dedicated to the Emperor
Red Dragon's Life Force
The king of games
The arrogance of the dragon
dynasty
D
ago
scale
The audience favorites
Super sensory
Supe
c
it
Virgin Princess Radar
Spell cleaning
Low toxicity resistance
Witches burned
Deadf
ie
d
Low magic resistance
taunt
Exorcise me
epic
The determination of the hunter
time
Grants
Du
geo
Ow
e
(Castle of Mu
mu
i
)
Fist of victory
Herald (Victor Dalton)
Imperial authority
Evil secrets
Monster empathy
Charged Attack (Dragon's Breath)
Roar of victory
Mirror scale
Fire Crown
motionless
People who love to show off
Golden shower
Shining majesty
The Golden Path
geomancy
Monster breeding
Departure Colonization: Continental
Chief High Priest
Malefica
um
Incinerators
Master of Silence
Dazzling theater
Improved hybridization
Rabbit plague
Ξ± Magnetism (scale)
Inventory:
(Ancient Pharaoh's Dragon's Ring: Minor Artifact.) +10 to luck; immunity to hostile [terrestrial] effects; Depending on the situation, reflexively cast [Acceleration], [Elemental Protection], [Powerful Dispel Magic], or [Heal Any Disease] once a day on the wearer. Non-[Dragon] types cannot be worn.
(Conqueror's Crown: +6 Charisma, Luck, and Skill; Immune to [Terror].
(Immunity to psychic influences from the Psychic Shielding Stone.)
(Positive Energy Spirit Stone]: Applies to [Sorcery Effect: Restores twice as much HP from healing magic; +2 INT and +2 LCK if wearing another Spirit Stone!
"Sticky" Victor Dalton
Level: 72 (Monster Knight: Red Dragon 20 / Bleach 30 / Moriarty 11 / Chaos Knight 4 / Weatherman 7)
Type: Slime/Dragon
Fang: v and v
Healthy spots
1575
Special points
510
strength
45 (+ 6)
vitality
52 (+ 6)
skill
75 (+ 8)
Agility
60
information
82
charm
77 (+6 when lying)
luck
70
Personal benefits
class benefits
Dice claimed
observer
Treasure Hunt Eyes
Deadf
ie
d
The master of the long-handled scythe
People who play with women
Monster's
It was the Moon Man who said it
Minion Coach
Black curse
Monster students
Harmful fire
Monster Life Force (Red Dragon)
It was Shesha who said it
Monster Rider
epic
Monster insight
Vizier Education
Rea
imato
Troll regeneration
Soulmaste
VI
Active forgery
Helheim
Evolutionist
Steal lives
Blood pulses
Magazine-type book promotions
Death Joker declared
The Slayer
Camila claimed
Vermilion studies
People who like to be in the limelight
The master's shield
Slime Totem
Dread Knight
Bloodbo
lethal
It was Cybele who said it
Hell explodes
Final question
Black Knight
The mastermind of the devil
Eat one's heart out
The Lord of Nightmares
Malignant A
kou
Demon Archmage II
Charon's cold harvest
Asteroid dynamics
Zmey riders
White Knight
Doomsday Storm
Inventory:
[Moloch's Collection]: Armor (Small Artifact)
(Harvest: Weapon (Small Artifact)
(Free-moving brooch: The wearer can move normally regardless of the terrain.)
(Emergency Teleportation Ring: 20 times (18 times remaining) Allows the caster to use [Emergency Teleport] to quickly teleport within a 5km radius.
(Skill Upgrade Ring x 2: +4 SKI (total +8)
(The Perfect Camouflage Belt can magically transform into a humanoid of the same size.)
(Enhanced Bracers for Bluff: Increases Charisma by 6 when lying.)
(Against the Great Divination Circle: Immunity to the Divination/Magic Positioning Effect.)