“Sylvia.”
The slight bit of goodwill that had risen in Lomio’s heart because of that “thank you” instantly vanished into thin air. He looked at the blue-haired girl in front of him with an expressionless face.
“I really want to respect you, but every time I think that, you open your mouth.”
“Ah, so it’s you.”
It was as if Sylvia had only just confirmed who was standing in front of her. The bone-chilling hostility from a second ago melted away instantly. Her attitude performed a 180-degree turn, becoming humble and respectful. She bowed slightly and retracted the alchemy card that possessed the highest offensive power.
“My deepest apologies, Master.”
“It’s just that you said something very indecent just now… I really found it a bit difficult to accept.”
‘What kind of image do I even have in her mind?’ Lomio thought. ‘Did I even ask?’
Lomio really couldn’t keep his composure anymore. Could saying “thank you” even be considered indecent? He finally understood completely that it was impossible to talk sense into a woman like Sylvia, whose logic was so bizarre it was ridiculous. Any normal logic would be twisted into an unimaginable shape by her.
“Whatever,” Lomio said.
He didn’t bother to dwell on that issue and cut straight to the point. He stared at her, his tone leaving no room for doubt. “But there is one thing you must tell me immediately. What exactly did you add to the alchemy cards you gave me this time?”
“Dragon materials.”
Under the effect of the contract, Sylvia answered almost instantly. Her voice was calm and steady, as if she were stating a perfectly ordinary fact.
“I obviously know it’s dragon material.” Lomio felt his temples throbbing. “The key is, what exactly is it?”
“It is a material that refreshes every month.”
Sylvia’s answer was still concise, but the content caused Lomio’s thoughts to pause for a second.
‘Refreshes… every month?’
What kind of description was that?
“No, I mean its actual nature… Why are you blushing?” Lomio’s questioning came to an abrupt halt.
He clearly saw a flush of crimson gradually creeping onto the young girl’s face, which had originally been as calm as an icy lake. That touch of red spread from her fair neck all the way to the tips of her ears, making her whole being exude a strange shyness that was completely inconsistent with her usual image.
‘What’s going on?’
‘Why is it so exhausting to just have a normal conversation?!’
Lomio simply wanted to figure out the nature of his power source. By comparing it with his game memories, he might even be able to double his development speed. But now, there was clearly something wrong!
“Answer me.”
Lomio sharpened his tone, and the power of the contract began to take effect. Sylvia’s body trembled slightly, as if she were fighting against some sort of instinct, but she eventually succumbed to the constraints of the contract. Her lips moved, her voice as faint as a mosquito.
“It’s… it’s my…”
“It’s what?” Lomio pressed.
Sylvia bit her lower lip hard. That blush had turned into a vivid, deep crimson, and even her icy-blue vertical pupils seemed to be clouded by a layer of mist.
“It’s… the Dragon Blood Scales… which contain the purest life force.”
Dragon Blood Scales?
Lomio frowned. He had actually seen this term in the game before. It was mentioned in the context of dragon eggs that couldn’t take shape and so on.
Once a month?
“You mean, every month, materials fall off your body?” Forcing himself not to think further, Lomio returned the topic to its essence. How did they come about, and were they useful?
“…Yes.”
Sylvia’s voice grew even lower, and her head was almost buried in her chest. “…They fall off naturally… from the most delicate place.”
Combining these keywords with her current expression, which looked like it was about to drip blood… it was unbeatable. He really couldn’t keep playing this damn game world.
The only reasonable guess began to take shape uncontrollably in Lomio’s mind. He looked at the Sylvia in front of him, who looked like she wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground, and then thought about the majestic power that had surged into his body when he awakened the Dragon Shinobi class.
He was cheating.
So, what was the price?
‘Don’t use weird things as conditions for unlocking a class!’
For a moment, Lomio didn’t even know what to say. He felt as if his worldview had been struck by an impact more violent than a nuclear blast.
“Fine…” Lomio spoke with difficulty, his voice a bit dry. “I think I understand.”
“Is it… okay with you?” Sylvia suddenly looked up, her cheeks burning hot.
Although the essence was powerful, it was indeed something an ordinary man could not accept! To become stronger, did he not care?
‘Please stop talking!’
Lomio was tormented by those few sentences. He had awakened his class, gained skills, and even learned that he could farm dragon materials from Sylvia’s body. But why couldn’t he feel happy at all?!
“Stop!”
Lomio raised his hand, stopping the “declaration of loyalty” she was about to continue. He needed to be calm. He needed a little time to digest this overly stimulating fact.
“In the future, regarding this matter…” Lomio took a deep breath, trying to establish new rules. “Bring me more. However many times there are in a month, I want them.”
Whatever! A villain changing his fate was already an act of defying heaven. As long as he didn’t have to consume them orally, was there anything he couldn’t endure for the sake of becoming stronger?!
“You really…”
Sylvia couldn’t help but sigh in her heart! What a resilient man! Controlled by Cafnir, he secretly seized every opportunity to grow stronger! He would even gladly accept something that couldn’t be clearly defined as holy or filthy!
And… the current him really felt like a dragon! His physique, his appearance, and this resolve! Sylvia had never imagined that the man who had looked like prey that night, luring her into signing the contract, would now exude the aura of a true dragon!
“Master, I will have next month’s portion ready for you on time.”
Lomio opened his mouth but eventually chose to keep it shut. What was the point of asking? If it really was what he thought, wouldn’t that just disgust him?
Forget it. The exam went smoothly, everything was proceeding according to plan, and there was no need to ruin a good mood on such a joyous day. Besides… the effect was indeed top-tier.
Comforting himself this way, Lomio turned around, wanting to return to his room and block out this topic entirely.
“Master.” Sylvia’s voice rang out behind him again.
“What is it?” Lomio didn’t look back.
“You just… thanked me so much.” Sylvia’s voice carried a hint of subtle expectation and shyness. “Is it… because you actually like it very much?”
“I really advise you to act normal.”
Seeing Sylvia looking at him expectantly with those vertical pupils made Lomio feel uncomfortable all over.
“Whatever it is, just bring it.”
A Dragon Shinobi required actual dragon materials to improve alongside talent points. If Sylvia wasn’t around, he feared this class wouldn’t even have a theoretical upper limit. Having experienced such “broken” combat power, Lomio was unwilling to waste talent points on his original Assassin class again.
Without super strength, in this female-dominated world, he could only survive as a kept man! That was the standard starting point for the world’s destruction timeline! Lomio absolutely couldn’t stomach that!
What he relied on was his brotherhood with Prince Russell!
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