It's already night, and he's immersed in love!

Victo

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Thinking about it in the lab while working on a new mixture filled his heart with happiness. He has never been so prolific, so energetic, so thoughtful! The warmth in his chest allowed him to survive the day, completing years of research projects in the hours he waited for Winkel to summon.

"I'm so happy!" Victor shouted suddenly.

"Me too! His [Fetch] clone replied equally enthusiastically, while Renette dusted off the pocket dimension in the background. Over time, it will be seen as a magical inn with all the benefits that come with it. "We should share the world!"

"Yes!" Victor looked at the screaming souls in the Harvest Scythe, wielding the Scythe in one hand and his new potion in the other. "I'm so happy!" I'm so glad I can release all of you, even if I never will! But I can!"

Nothing could ruin his day!

"Mortal!"

His body shifted from his private dimension to another, but he didn't find himself in Vai as he expected

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in front of the angry gods.

The marble temples around the Chancellor reminded him of the antechamber of the afterlife, and after his many deaths, he had become accustomed to it. However, this place is clearly a part of heaven if Victor can trust the golden clouds and sparkling light that surrounds him. A large map of Altmund is drawn in the center of the room, its borders moving automatically.

Two giants, one a Mithraist and the other a glittering knight, whom Victor recognizes as Leone, presides over a gathering of mortal heroes.

"Vic." Kia nodded at him, dressed in armor and seemingly with a small group of elite adventurers behind him. Victor recognized the Dark Elf wizard Kevin he had met on Wink's Boast Day. "We need to discuss—"

"Kia, I have a son!" Victor shouted, interrupting his friend. "I'm so happy!"

"Oh, congratulations," she said, happy for Victor, but not as happy as his father.

"His name is Armand, and he pees everywhere!" The minister gushed about his descendants. "But he always giggles, he's so cute, I always forgive him!"

The paladins didn't know how to answer, and the gods and crusaders watched in bewilderment. "Okay......"

"We have more pressing matters to attend to, mortal." Mithra said loudly, his voice cold and imperious.

"More important things, you can say it yourself!" Victor replied, then frowned behind his helmet. "Wait, how can you summon me in your plane realm?" I thought you had to claim me first. ”

"We rented you thirty minutes," Leone replied, without elaborating. Although Mithra was neutral, the goddess did not sound happy to see the vizier.

"You're here on the orders of my chosen one, Victor," Mithrass pointed to Altmund's map, "to see what we can do about it." ”

The Chancellor looked at the map and realized that it was completely dynamic. Thousands of small dragons flew from all corners of the map to the Mistrian Continent to converge on its shores.

"It's a miniature of a lot of dragons," Victor said, and then connected the dots. "The conclave was a success!"

"More than 60,000 dragons and their close relatives are heading towards Pleedan, and most of them are expected to arrive on the island within three days," Mithras explained.

"There's chaos and chaos everywhere," Leone replied, summoning dozens of ghostly photographs. People witnessed humans, beasts, and elves screaming in fear, and dozens of dragons flying over their cities. Drake, Wyvern, and Zmi follow their older cousins, clutching cows and goats. "Most countries believe that the end of the world has arrived, and tensions are at an all-time high."

Mithra added: "At the same time, Pleidan remains completely obscured by our divine vision and prophecy." "We ordered a crusade against Mel Odius, even before her assault on the V&V Empire revealed her 'Arrow of Light'. Now we are accelerating again. ”

"King Roland Gadmani and Bahrain's Barsino agreed to provide support," Kevin explained. "We have re-formed the Radiant Crusade and gathered all the elite adventurers who participated in the final battle against King Baraul. All in all, the entire civilized world is uniting against Pryden. ”

"Sixty thousand dragons." Victor muttered.

"Yes, and dragons." Leone said that he was clearly not at all happy with this development. "If the orcs don't destroy the world, so will their hunger. They destroy the countryside along the way and eat all the cattle they find!"

"For the sake of the world's own safety, we have been forced to send all the dwarves underground," Mithras said. "Outremond can't survive the dragon's drunken rampage"

"This conclave is a disaster," Leone complained, apparently tougher than her companions, "the dragon has caused such chaos, but nothing so serious has been seen since the War of God!"

"Luck is in our favor, but as Merlin says, desperate mice bite cats," Kia cleared her throat. "Odeus has strengthened her territory, and if she is willing to launch five at a time, then she may have a large stockpile of nuclear weapons. Why she hasn't used them to destroy our shores is worrying. ”

"Oh, it's okay, after we raze the island to the ground, we'll sink it." Victor replied nonchalantly. "We will flood their arsenal like Atlantis."

His solution was a bewildered silence.

"My friend Jaja awakens his master, Dagon, who is very good at destroying civilization," Victor explained happily. "We attacked the Mel family from all sides, and then we sank their entire stronghold. The problem is solved, and my child is safe. ”

"It seems disproportionate, let alone irresponsible," Mithras said.

"That's the only way to know for sure." Victor stopped abruptly because he remembered something important. "Kia, most of my kids are monsters and half-demons. Once it's all over, you're not going to go to them (the paladins), are you?"

"What do you mean?" When the atmosphere became very oppressive, the knight frowned, "Why is the temperature rising?"

"Because, Kia, you are my friends, but they are my children. They come first, and I will do everything I can to protect them. He looked at her, his eyes flashing with the flames of the happy world. Anything. ”

The charm test is successful!

"Vic, I owe you a curse monk." Kia comforted him, albeit deeply disturbed with everyone present. "I'm not going to discipline your child without fighting with you. I promise you. ”

"Oh, that's great." The minister replied, calming himself down. "Because I'm a father first and a friendly soul-stealing warlord second."

"You are not allowed to threaten my master in front of us!" Leon's voice was loud, and his eyes flashed with anger.

"Why, you want to hurt my child?" Victor glared at him.

The goddess seemed surprised by this provocative reaction and was a little angry. "No, of course not. I'm a knight, and I won't hurt children. ”

"Good for you, because if someone threatens them," Victor looked ominously at the glittering heaven around him. "I'd be very upset about that."

A brief silence enveloped the crowd.

"Got it?" Victor asked, bothered by the lack of response. “Happyla

D, unhappy?"

"Kia, are you friends with this idiot?" Kevin asked his teammates.

"He's not usually like that," Kia replied awkwardly. "I don't understand what's going on. He sounds like bipolar disorder now!"

"Being a father drove him crazy," Mithra said in confusion. "His karma is already everywhere, but it's getting harder and harder to trace."

"This has happened in the past?" His paladin asked him.

"Countless times." Leone looked at her companion in frustration, "I told you", but the sun god ignored her. "Kia, Victor, when the world is saved from destruction, you will continue your platonic friendship. We will coordinate and assist the attack of the dragon in three days, but until then we must ensure order among the civilians and protect the coast of the northwest wind from reprisals. ”

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The magic shield designed to protect his castle could stretch to the entire coast, or at least the major cities," mage Kevin coughed, hiding the final discussion under the carpet, "if we can reverse engineer it." ”

"Why don't you just ask him?" Victor asked the gods.

"Unfortunately, the Lich is protected by the Death Riddler, at least in that one...... This is the case during the nasty dungeon race. Leone took a sip.

"That's where you come in," Mithra explained. "Use your so-called privilege to intercede for the world. We also need your help to calm the dragon and prevent things from spiraling out of control. ”

Why does everyone throw dirty work at him?

"Also, to what extent has the antidote to the plague been developed?" The Kachin Independence Army asked.

"Oh, I already have!" Victor showed them the potion in his hand. "I had to torture Mel Lim's soul to make him confess, but it was worth it!"

Kia's face froze, but Mithra's eyes lit up immediately. "Then give it to me, Victor," God said, "and I'll let my church give it out to people for free." I have the religious infrastructure to spread this healing method quickly. ”

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want to commercialize it at an exorbitant price," Victor noted, ignoring the offensive reaction. "You know what, I can give it away, but on one condition."

"You will—" Leone seemed ready to crush him, but Mithra put his hand on her shoulder, silencing her.

"I want to know the answer to a question." Victor cleared his throat. "Where's Mill?"

"Is that all?" Mithra asked, expecting more. But the prime minister does not want to fight what he thinks will be the last battle until this outstanding issue is resolved. "So in this case—"

Fourth!

The voice didn't echo in the air, it echoed in Victor's head.

"Is it time?" Leon asked with a frown. "It's been less than twenty minutes!"

Before the minister could react, a powerful force dragged him out of heaven and threw him into a huge copper and steel furnace. Hundreds of golems and ghostly dwarves shape cannons on an assembly line with little end, endlessly striving to build weapons. The outside world can be seen through the windows, a metal fortress floating in a volcanic, hellish landscape.

"Ah, Victor, it's just in time." The dwarven goddess Weyland had swapped places with her goddess of immortals, and most of her body was hidden under some sort of puppet costume. "I'm glad to see that the customer service is on point."

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?” Victor blinked, his armor and immunity protecting him from the heat around him. "Where are we?"

"This is my plane realm, at the junction of the elemental layer fire and earth," the goddess explained. "To achieve the best results, I need both heat and materials. It was my first time doing a prophet rental service, but Shesha offered me an offer and as the war began, I couldn't resist. Let's make the most of the time allotted to us. ”

"I don't understand."

"I rented you for two hours," said Weyland, as if that explained everything. When she realizes that Victor is still clueless, she snaps her fingers and a little demon flies up to her with some sort of primitive laptop in his hand.

The Chancellor looked at the screen.

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Victor blinked, watching the little devil scroll across the site, with his face taped to it. Text and pictures exaggerate his past accomplishments, and a video of Sasha sells the idea to listeners.

"You want a Moses, but nature has given you a Christ?" Do you want to develop your cult in difficult times, but you can't find the right one? A prophet by profession, Victor Dalton is recognized by half of the gods and has almost 8 years of experience, he is the perfect assistant to handle any divine task given to him. Aren't prophets servants of God?"

Victor lowered his eyebrows in despair.

"Rent the claim time I have allocated to another god when he doesn't ask for it, and you can get the best position in the claim market for a reasonable retention fee—"

"She came up with the idea at our last meal," Wilan explained before Victor had a heart attack from the price. Because a lot of gods don't agree on when you should serve them, Shesha has set up this system to allocate your time. Because she rarely uses you, and has earned Dice's allotted time at the table, she now rents out her time to the highest bidder. ”

…

Victor should be upset about this, especially since he probably won't get paid for it.

But he's happy to be a parent, and he refuses to let it drag him down. "What are you looking for me for?"

"I need a propaganda committee for a new weapon," the goddess explained, showing him the blueprint of a huge cannon. "With the arrival of the Dragon War and these new arrows of light, my church needs a boost. This continental conflict is my chance to test something new, and I will! The idea of the railgun in particular is something I can't forget......"

"Is there anything more innovative?" The minister suggested. "Something they'll never see?"

"Like a smaller gun?"

An hour and a half later, it was Victor who handed the weapon to Veran.

“… Then the sun was obscured and everyone except our army was out of sight," the vizier explained. "Since most of our troops can see things naturally in the dark, this gives us a huge tactical advantage."

"Then we can finally take these intimidating night vision goggles out of the warehouse and use them for the soldiers who fight during the day."

"With eternal night, children of half-vampires can go out during the day. This weapon is perfectly suitable for children. ”

"You've thought about it a lot," said the goddess, though they both worked hard to brainstorm the concept.

"Ever since I had my son half a day ago, I've been thinking about world domination," Victor explained, and Wellland remained silent. "Most of my children are half-demons, which means they are born to be heroes and paladins. Therefore, the only way to create a world in which they can live safely is to preemptively occupy it. ”

"By military force?" Wilan asked enthusiastically.

"A combination of intrigue, economic power, and overwhelming military might." Victor raised his scythe. "The V&V Empire is going to be the strongest country and my children will grow up in a safe, family-friendly environment!"

"That's the prophetic attitude I want!" Wayran pointed his metal forefinger at his face. "Victor, you've been hired!" I want you to come into my church!"

A symbol of a flaming whip appears on his right arm, combined with the other markings.

[Veran claims that when you level up, you have an extra 10% chance of gaining a Strength or Intelligence Points.] You can craft any item of medium proficiency, just as you would with the necessary extra skills.

"Any items?" Victor asked excitedly. "Even if it's a lime crib?"

"Any project, as long as you have the necessary materials, if you ignore the possibility of devastating, catastrophic failure." Welland then checked the website. "I'll see if I can extend the weapons brainstorming session by an hour......"

Wait, if he can make something, then maybe... Maybe the crown of the soul? Because they can be crafted without harming any dragon, if he has the skills needed to craft the equipment, then Victor can make his own version of morality.

"Oh, your next date is about the idea of the new Dalton dynasty he wants to sell us after we end the current version of the war. I don't think he would be too angry if we had ten more minutes in the current meeting. ”

"The Dalton Dynasty?"

"Very interesting concept. Each of us chooses a Dalton child to mentor as they accumulate "prestige points"; The dynasty with the highest prestige at the end of the campaign wins. Ethan Graham claims that your child is his, and I will lead your eldest daughter through the Gobrina of my choice. However, Cam wants to play the undead and is saddened by your lack of progress in this area, while Silbele wants Alison's offspring as her head. The game is still a vague concept at the moment, but it's gaining traction. ”

[Evil Daddy Mode) activated!

"Undead?" Victor strained. "Are you gods going to kill my child?"

"What? No, no,"

"Because if any of you try to kill my children and bring them back to life as the undead, I'll be up to Valhalla and on your game table!"

"Someone got ahead of you, and then the cleanup in Atlantis took months," Wellan replied. "Don't worry, Victor. Cam just wants you to accept a half-vampire offspring, or half-ghoul. ”

"Oh," Victor calmed himself. "Good. I knew Camila would never do anything to jeopardize our relationship, but there was a moment when I was out of control. I'm a parent now. ”

"Yes, but I hear you're worried."

"That was before I had kids!" It was as if he had suffered from neurosis all his life and was vaccinated as soon as he saw Armand. "What about the other gods?"

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Say. "The dice will roll for his choices, and the Moon Man is planning to guide a person who is not yet pregnant."

It's good that all his children are protected by the gods and will never struggle again as much as Victor did before he met Winkel. "What about the monk?" Who did she choose?"

"How is she?" Ve

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replied. "She wasn't invited."

"She should," Victor defended the mermaid goddess, taking his prophetic role seriously. "She adopted me, and she's nice when you get to know her."

The dwarf goddess looked at him as if he was crazy. "Do you want a monk to instruct one of your children?"

Victor opened his mouth and thought for a moment. “… Really?"

"No, you don't."

"She will never gain self-confidence if no one trusts her, and all my children need God's protection," Victor argued, this time in a more determined tone. "Give her a chance."

Wilan was silent for a moment. "Your funeral," she replied. "Now, let's talk about the conspiracy of the shade......"