In Silent Grove, the day before the invasion of Praidan, the dragon played a very loud game.

"Fire!" When two dozen real worms released their breath in a crater, Winkel announced. [Fire], [Frost], [Lightning], [Poison], [Earth]...... Almost all of the elements known to the dragons were used, turning their goal into a delightful show of light and destruction. The ground shook for miles, and the retinue fled in all directions, with only one standing motionless in the middle of the rubble.

"Uncle, you're hurting her!" Julie protested that she was the only one of the dragons present who refused to participate.

"I wish I knew!" Winkel replied with hurt pride. "More power!"

"Cousin, I have a piano!" ge

Alissime said as she landed in Vai

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Next to it, showing off a black, half-broken manlin instrument. "I found a piano!"

"Throw at her!"

So his cousin did so and fired the instrument like a cannonball. li

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m and Zmeys lack imagination, they imitate their real brothers throwing stones, stones, houses, trees...... At one point even threw a cow.

"Don't throw cows!" Van Kerr roared, trying to keep the game civil. Glenich bowed all his heads in shame and apologized for his birth.

Finally, the dust settled, and the dragons were depressed.

Their goal survived.

Unscathed, the knight Chia stood alone in the ruins and ruins, muttering to himself. She protects the cow with her body, just as a true servant should do.

"Congratulations, Kachin Independence Army!" Julie chirped, shouting encouragement at her failure as chief of staff.

"Believe in yourself!" Knight Kia replied that her words were not her own. "I believe in you!"

When Vai

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Still stubbornly trying to overcome this [conspiracy armor], quite a few dragons began to get suspicious. "Something must be useful to her!" The Emperor complained. They've been doing it for six hours!

"It can only protect her from death and direct harm," Ge

ialissime noted. "What if we throw her under the spell?" Or have a servant teleport her away?"

"No!" Julie protested.

"No," Wankel said hurriedly. "Even she didn't deserve such a terrible fate."

Even though Manlin Victor sent many of his retinue to the distant dark planet to protect them from the fairies' revenge, Winkel privately believed that they might have been condemned to a fate worse than death. He hoped that they would stay awake and give him time to eat Odeus.

What are the Forsaken doing? Can't he turn that damn shot put into gold?

"Guys, it's fun, but I'm going to take off my armor," Knight Kia said as he left the crater, "or the lines will make me diabetic." ”

"Maybe we can hurt her like this." One dragon suggested. "With this 'diabetes' power."

"What about the (life) element?" Ge

Ialissime asked, "Is anyone here breathing cancer?"

As his fellow dragons discuss how best to overcome [Conspiracy Armor], Vai

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It was decided to take a short break to supervise his army. Tomorrow will be the moment when a horde of dragons and V&V's armies will land on the shores of Pryden. Vai

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One day.

Valentine’s Day!

In preparation for this historic event, his entourage gathered on large ships near the coast or boarded a replica of the piggy bank II. Every soldier, from the smallest kobold to the most powerful ghoul, carries an overeaten cat on his back. Vai

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With some regret, he didn't have time for these cats to breed with the cows, but he was comforted to know that no Minions would starve to death.

All other retinues, those who could not fight, were evacuated through portals to happy lands, lunar planets, or other safe areas. If there were no dragons, Mu

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It's going to be a ghost town. Only the monsters needed for the battle were left in the rear to help support the main force.

One of them is the troll Barnabas, whom Winquil summons to his castle along with the orc blacksmith - the dwarves have fled underground to escape the thirst of the drunken maggots.

"Your Majesty," the troll bowed as Winkel landed at the castle gate, "do you need us?"

"Yes, minions. Because I want my treasures to be with me at all times. ”

Although it barely occurred to him the idea, the dragon understood that he could die in this conflict. Unlike Bing Feng, he couldn't bear to leave his treasure and his hard-won wealth.

"You want us to create a (bottomless bag)?" Troll Barnabas asked. "They eat whatever they eat on a regular basis."

The thought of spilling coins in his wallet scared Van Kkel. "Nope. I want to take my treasure with me. Feel my gold and precious stones on my scales all the time; That way I can take my last breath to protect it when I need it. ”

"So......" the troll Barnabas scratched his throat. Do you want me to take all your treasures for what, to make an armor?"

This is a new, innovative dragon management solution. Winkel is not surprised that a minion cannot understand his vision, so the dragon shares his reasoning.

Vai

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said: "Conspiracy Armor is powerful but ridiculous." My collection is the most beautiful and perfect in existence. Its light blinds the strong and kills the weak! If I put it on, I'm invincible. I will...... Glitter!"

And, although Van Kerr will never admit it publicly......

His true treasures are his empire and the minions who follow him.

It was they who earned the gold, and it was their death that immortalized Wacker's wealth. Just as Manlin Victor is the most precious jewel of his fortune, every Minion is a coin that the dragon needs to protect.

Van Kerr had to remind his minions of what they stood for. He saw his treasure naked, shining on him, which would boost their morale and bring them to victory; The other dragons will also understand that they are fighting for the dragon's way of survival. They must win at all costs.

Winkel's wealth will become more than just a bunch of wealth.

It will become a symbol of gold!

"You can take my treasure, my beautiful gold and jewels." Winkel said. "You can use it to make me a [Hoarding Armor]. Some shiny [conspiracy armor] that will remind the knight Kia of her natural poverty. I'm going to be ready by dawn tomorrow. ”

Unlike [Paladin], Vai

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I already know what wise things to say.

When the war ended, everyone was afraid of the power of gold!

Ke Song himself did a good job.

He waited in front of a hut made of spider carcasses the size of an elephant; Victor puts his arms around the chocolate and spends his time researching the V&V Empire's lunar colonies.

At first glance, it looks just like any normal village, except that it is built in a lead valley with a blue Ortmund planet on it. These immigrants had farms, although they planted strange alien trees, not goats, but black monsters with tentacles. One leads to Mu

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The entrance to the village beats in the central square, and newcomers move through the area in search of a refuge from the war.

Victor recognized several familiar faces among the inhabitants of the village, most of whom he had exiled here during his tenure as prime minister. He did, however, notice an unusual settler, sitting on a bench with cephalopods as his companion.

"Victor!" Ludvic Va

Raising a hand to his former apprentice, beside him sat a terrifying, squid-like monster. One of the creature's tentacles stroked [Demon Rake's] hair, and the other brushed his left leg. "I didn't expect to see you there!"

"I don't think you're wasting your time!" Victor shouted.

"All the while, I tried to find happiness in men and women," Ludevich said, looking into the hundred eyes of his new lover. "But it turns out that a genderless outer space squid did exactly what I need."

"Oh, dear! The abomination replied in her terrible Lyhan language, grabbing Ludvik's hand with its tentacles. "You're making my prosthetic feet sweat!"

Victor wisely focused his attention on the hut and didn't want to watch live Japanese movies. "Come on, come on!" Chocolate couldn't stay where it was, knocking on the door in a rage. "What is he doing?"

"Jock, take it easy," Victor said, patting her hand to calm her down.

"I can't help it," she replied, her eyes bloodshot, like a drug addict. "All my data grew up here!" I want to howl all the time!"

Seeing her like this, Victor wondered if it would be a good idea to let her live with her brother for a while. According to Jules, it doesn't hurt the baby, but she's overexcited since they set foot on the moon.

Isabel has returned to "Blissful Land", while the rest of Victor's family is either scattered on the plane or ushered into his own pocket space. He prefers to avoid having everyone in the same place, both for their safety and to prevent jealousy.

Finally, the lizard Savou

Euse opened the door. "Vic, Jock, my favorite couple!" Seeing them, she said happily. "I'm glad to see you again!"

"Me too, Savi." Victor said. In the final months following the events of Night Blade, she did not change much, although she changed her adventurer's clothes for an apron and a chef's hat. The vizier forgave her for her betrayal more or less, just as he had forgiven the croissant, but still wanted the two of them to do community service.

"Get in." The owner let the couple into the house and closed the door. When Death was ushered into the dining room, he smelled the smell of fish and honey. "I've set up the chocolate room upstairs. I even made four cradles, each with a different color!"

The main room reminds Victor of a certain hunter's refuge. On the walls around the dining table are proudly displayed trophies straight from sci-fi movies from the '70s, from alien alien heads to hundred-eyed spiders.

Croissants seem to have paid a huge price to protect this community.

Speaking of werewolves, he was waiting for them with great anticipation. "Sister!" Croissant immediately hugged his sister as if he hadn't seen her in years. Compared to the last time Victor saw him, the werewolf was taller and heavier, and wore a dress made of pink animal fur. "Welcome home!"

"You're pinching me too hard, brother!" Chocolate complained, although apparently pleased with the attention.

The werewolf then turned to his in-laws, although the atmosphere became rather cold. "Victor," he said somewhat neutrally.

"Croissants." Victor shook his hand and replied in the same tone. There is no warmth in contact, but there is also no hostility either. Water under the bridge.

However, there was one more thing that greatly annoyed the minister. "Dried sausage?"

"Yes, Vic?"

"Why is there a kid tied up in your restaurant?" The Prime Minister asked, pointing to a small locked humanoid lizard on the other side of the table.

"Fool, he's the main course!" Chocolate replied with a smile, which scared Victor.

Thankfully, his brother-in-law reassured Victor. "I caught him sneaking in and trying to put a space shark in my bathtub. He's nice and sneaky, but he's not as good as a spider......"

Croissant's gaze wandered away, like a veteran who had gone through traumatic memories. "Spider ...... Crawl everywhere...... Moonmen, they're watching ......"

"Space sharks?" Victor asked, frowning, as he sat down at the table next to Choc. "I've heard of sand sharks, but what about space sharks?"

Savou

"There's a space version and a beach version of every sea creature," Euse said. "It's like a moon squid."

"Yes, but ......" Although Victor had become accustomed to the strangeness - enough to have a casual discussion at the dinner table with a little assassin tied to a corner - the fish in the space had crossed the line. I don't know, it sounds like some god is lazy somewhere. ”

"They saw a UFO......," Chloe Sant said, completely immersed in some terrible memories, "they saw a UFO, and they were drunk...... But that's not my car!" That's not my car!"

"Brother?" Chocolate asked, shaking the croissant out of his PTSD.

"I'm sorry." The old werewolf said, coming to his senses. He shook his head a few times, then sat down in his chair and continued the previous discussion as if nothing had happened in between. "I was going to eat Tina Tie, but he's obviously Savi's nephew."

"You're such a mischievous child, Bo Tielong." "No dessert for you!"

"I didn't want to kill anyone, aunt!" The little reptile argued, apparently regretting the dessert more than he had attempted to slaughter the wolf. "Just a life scar, maybe a little crippled."

"Charlene let him ruin our relationship and make me suffer," Chloe Sante explained with a sigh. "She'll never let me forget."

"You want to eat her," Victor noted, although he disagreed with her way of revenge.

"Didn't we all try to eat our boyfriend or girlfriend in the house?" Chocolati

E replied. "Vic, that's how our relationship began!"

Ah yes, the first time they met, she had wanted to boil him into a pot of stew. Victor forgot that detail. "I'm going to talk to Sharin," the prime minister said to the croissant. "I promise, these attempts will stop."

He couldn't let that turn into a vendetta.

"You should". Chocolati

E nodded. "No one can hurt my dear croissant, but himself!"

"I'm grateful," Chloe Sant said, ignoring the remark. "The thing is, if I want to eat her, she should laugh at me, and yes, I understand how she feels. I've come to terms with the fact that I messed up one amazing thing. ”

"It introduced you to me." Sauruse tried to cheer him up, and the werewolf smiled faintly in response. This scene shocked Victor, who never thought croissants would be smarter? Is it friendly?

Werewolves (rangers) have indeed grown up since they last met. Managing the penal colony worked wonders for him.

"You can try to make amends for your past," Victor suggested, but more for himself than for the croissant.

"I tried." The werewolf replied with a sad frown. "But...... She had no interest in forgiving me, and apparently never will. "When the door closes from the other side, you should walk out of the way instead of trying to force the lock open."

"You're all too negative!" Savou

Euse said, forcing everyone to sit evenly around the table. Even her prisoners. "We are here to celebrate this good news."

"Yes, Victor, thank you for impregnating my naïve sister." Thankfully, Chocolate Chocolate was too happy to notice the free meal. "How's Charlene?" Did you get my ex-girlfriend pregnant, too?"

"Not yet." Victor replied that he knew he was out of luck. "As far as I know."

The croissant was silent for a moment, clearly unhappy with the bland answer. "You don't want to be near my lonely single mother."

"Agreed. As long as you protect the chocolate while I'm away. ”

"Ah, Vic." Chocolate rested her head on Victor's shoulder; Although Kosson was still sullen, a smile appeared on his lips. "I wish I could keep an eye on you in Pryden."

"I wish I could keep you around," Victor replied, scratching her ear. However, before she could give him the cutlery, he stopped Safris. "I'm not staying for dinner."

"Victor, I boiled a space whale," Savolus complained. "Do you know how rare they are and how difficult they are to catch?"

"Is whaling legal?" Chocolate asked, taking into account environmental concerns. "If I'm hungry, it won't stop me, but ......"

"That's it in space!" Saviles replied happily.

"Winkel has planned a high-level hunting trip, and he needs me to be with our elite warriors." Victor argued. "This may be their last chance to safely upgrade and evolve into a more powerful form."

Even Alison agreed to participate, even though the incident offended her feelings. Only Fu

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Not participating, the lich is busy setting up shields around the main city of Kathmani.

There was a knock on the door. "Are you waiting for someone?" Victor asked Saurus, who shook her head. The Chancellor stood up from the table and used the opportunity to get the werewolf brothers to catch up.

Victor opens the door and sees an angel standing on the threshold.

"Mr. Victor."

The minister froze, he was faced with an old face from his previous life. A blonde angel with mismatched wings, a lovely face frozen by an expressionless mask.

"Honey! I'm so happy—"

"Mr. Victor, I only appeared because God Mithras himself asked me to do so." The angel replied quickly, with an objective and professional attitude. "I don't want to see you again unless I have to."

Victor was stunned by the cold reaction, but he had somewhat expected it. He decided not to waste any more time. "I just want to apologize for my scam," he said.

"Mr. Victor, I am not jealous of your fraud."

She didn't? This surprised Victor. "You don't?"

"In a way, I think I've always known it, but I've been denying it," the angel admitted, embarrassedly snapping his fingers together. "I did some self-reflection and I understood that I might be a little ...... It's a bit corrupt. ”

Duh. [Ruthless Angel] should be a giveaway.

"But Mr. Victor, you have deceived me, betrayed my trust, and ruined my reputation before the whole heaven," Mir continued. "I may be harsh on your 'karma insurance,' but I just want to save your soul and push you to do good. I should see you for what you really are: a sink of karma. ”

"I've done a good job," Victor defended himself, though the excuse didn't even hold him up. "I mean, I exposed the corruption of the kingdom of heaven. Shouldn't that be considered good behavior?"

"If you never anticipate the outcome, then the benefits of your actions don't mean much," Mir replied. "If you try to kill someone, even if you fail, you still want to hurt someone else. You can't separate action from intention, and while you may have done some good things, Mr. Victor, it's rarely out of altruism. ”

"Well, I'm not perfect, not even a good person," Victor admitted. "I didn't have what it took to be like Kia. But I'm trying to make amends for my mistakes and take responsibility for them. ”

He's got a lot on his plate, but so far, Victor thinks he's making progress. He takes responsibility for his children and helps Kia solve her problems and convinces Fu

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Set up protective shields around major cities, find a cure for the plague and carry the Vai on your back

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Let it be free...... Maybe he's not a saint, but he's not a devil either.

"You're trying to improve," Mir admitted, "and so am I, especially under the guidance of Lord Mithra, but I don't want any temptation." Your company is working hard, and I'm fed up. ”

"I understand," Victor replied, and then fell silent. He wanted to ask her a lot of questions. What did she do after leaving heaven? Did she do it well on her own? Where does she work now?

But he didn't say anything.

He could feel that their old friendship had irretrievably gone, and as hurtful as it was, he had to respect Miel's right to keep his personal space. Even if it hurt him, her presence wasn't meant to make him feel happy about himself.

He had to let her go.

"This is the medicine for the plague of Hamelin." Victor said, searching for the potion in his armor pocket and handing it to the angel. She held the bottle with clean hands, as if he had bestowed upon her a sacred treasure. "I want to give it to you."

"Me? She asked, surprised, breaking her mask of indifference.

"I hope this mess will end well...... You'll benefit from it," Victor said. "I don't know if this will make up for the shame I have brought you, but this is my greatest wish."

He owes her at least that much.

Mir's lips twisted into a worried expression, but she quickly regained her composure. "I pray that you don't die in Prydan, Mr. Victor."

Nothing to add, she spread her wings and shone with an aura.

"Mill," Victor said, his old insurance advisor giving him a few more seconds. "Thank you for giving me a closure. Either way, you are an excellent shoulder angel. ”

She hesitated, then nodded at him finally.

The angel disappeared into a flash of light without a word, leaving Victor alone in the icy silence.

At dusk, Winkel made his way through the portal to Daltonia, where his minions and closest allies were waiting for him at the dodo enclosure.

Excalibur Boy, carrying Buzz Jelly and a dozen slimy children on his back; Holding Joris and Melfi, can't wait to get started; Not tasty Allison and Tin Foil Rollo, they don't taste good; the Kobold Ranger and his beautiful niece Julie; With Cha

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e and K

ight Kia fights, who trades her normal armor with conspiracy armor; Even Glenich and his horse friends were allowed to participate.

Manlin Victor teleports in and completes Vajkir's minions. "Sorry for being late," he apologized. "Choc just won't let me go."

"We understand, minion." Winkel replied that the dragon and his treasure shared the last golden rain before letting the troll Barnabas get to work. "We all need to accumulate time and prepare for the rigors of the ordeal."

As if to fulfill the owner's wishes, a dodo peered over the fence and offered its body to the dragon.

"Is there no other way?" The nasty Allison asked, touched by this display of self-sacrifice. "Kill helpless animals...... I know we need these levels, but it makes me feel sour. ”

"He's doing well," Winkel replied. "It's this bird that has so many slime molds."

"Also, does this one look helpless?" Charlene, who was fighting, pointed a match at a fierce bear lying on the grass.

"We need to weed out the hybrid population," Manlin Victor said to the forest goddess. "We're protecting the local ecosystem, not destroying it."

"This is my last chance to be promoted," added Sweet McMurphye, clearly the most enthusiastic one on the team.

"I've always wanted to see if Exp Dodos can be raised as undead." Juris held his hand. "For double the experience."

The same goes for Winkel. The same goes for Winkel.