9PM…

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On the rooftop of a building in Niyoto…

"What do you mean he declined?" Leon snapped at his guard .

"The fairy boy didn't want the Omen's sphere," the guard replied . He was among the winged imp squad .

Leon shook his head, his short green hair rustling from a breeze . His red eyes seemed to glow in the night or perhaps reflected the light of the full moon .

"Why can't I get this right? We'll never succeed like a real demon house with her there . "

"What are you talking about?" the guard said, his metallic armor clicking from slightly moving .

"Don't worry about it," Leon said . "Just know that I'm working to protect us all . And increase your wallet size . That will mean more of that alligator booze for you . "

The imp grinned, then saluted .

"Sir, is there anything I can do?"

"Not really," Leon said then turned to look at the street .

"If it helps, Lady Noona will be at the Dragon-Honor festival tonight . "

Leon's eyes widened . He grabbed the imp and shook him, excited .

"Really? Why didn't you tell me this in the first place, ya moron?"

"Ugh—I didn't see the relevance in it . But if you're all about protecting the b.o.o.bs—I mean our demon lord, that's where's she at . "

"Good work," Leon said . "It seems you are more than useless . You may take the rest of the night off . "

The imp saluted and scurried away singing, "she takes it in the booze . She takes it in the boooozzeee . Yeah, yeah . "

Leon stared at the roof entrance blankly . He pulled out his phone, preparing to order the execution but froze . A crusader man—he could tell from the intense light aura—smiled at him .

"You know, if you're going to do something devious, at least make it less obvious," the crusader said . "Now, fess up or you're going to the question in the name of the Great Ones . "

"I was just calling my girlfriend," Leon lied . "Is that a problem with your kind?"

The crusader chuckled .

"No, but if we haven't watched you for days now, your story would be in fact believable . "

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The crusader grabbed Leon by the throat and held him over the edge .

"Evasiveness . I'll take that as an armed threat . Now, fess up or splat you go . Fifteen, maybe thirty stories . They say you feel all of the pain before you actually die . "

Leon was not about to let his plans be ruined by them . The fact they were in a city was alarming enough, but now…

Leon aimed both hands at the crusader's face to release as much magic as possible . If only he didn't watch the same hands fall to the ground uselessly . He yelled, maybe scream in agony . The man smiled as he sheathed his blade .

"We've got a long discussion," said the crusader . "And you will probably be screaming more than my wife when she looks at my face . " He cackled . "She has a phobia about handsome men throwing their lives away in battle . "

"No!" Leon said, his hands regenerating . With seconds of restoration, the crusader handcuffed him . The feeling of rage and humiliation blasted through the young man . Everything…going so wrong .

"Oh the question isn't so bad," the crusader said . "Just tell us what we need to know and boom it's over . " He pat Leon . "I'll be sure they make you hurt just a little bit more each time you lie . " The crusader started singing as he carried the struggling demon to the rooftop exit . "If you can't make a demon speak, electrocuteeeee them! In-the-name-of-the GREAT ONEEEESSS . Do-do-do-, buzz, stab, cut cut, a little healing there, a little healing here . Slash, slash, do-do-do-do-dah -dah . Then drrrinnnkkkk to the Great One's names . Do-do-do-do, slash, gash . " He grinned wickedly at the pale Leon . "We're going to have some fun tonight, boy . Just you, me, and the sharp end of my dagger . We can drink to my wife's nagging too . And she especially nagged today, so I'm in a reallllll good mood . "

Leon could not believe this was happening to him . To be captured by a crusader . He needed to find a way out of this—he would not let these f.u.c.kers break him and ruin all of his plans . So much for calling his a.s.sa.s.sin to surprise that b.i.t.c.h at the festival .

Dragon-Honor Festival…

[Clyde's quest to the team: Mingle with the public!]

Clyde ordered the party to go separate ways, but the women refused at first . He had to be firm, even with Alice . The party needed as much information as possible from the locals and the last thing they'd do is talk to a man showing off his harem . He didn't tell them that exactly, but Toru at least got the meaning . He managed to speak logic to get things moving .

As soon as Toru walked away, Clyde sensed his manhunt approaching . The women had no f.u.c.ks to give . He flashed stepped into a crowd of people right as the girls were reentering the area, some obviously pretending to find a food vender .

"Just one order," Clyde said softly then laughed . "And they won't follow it . " He sat at a table with a group of people looking up to an entertainer dressed in a stage magician's outfit . In front of him were three large cups . He challenged people to choose the one containing a stone . A c.o.c.ky teen boy stepped up, boasting .

The stage magician's hands moved blindingly fast as he shuffled the three cups . A normal human eye would never keep up . Clyde could already see the sweat dripping off the teen's forehead . All of that talk to his friends and now wore uncertainty like a freshly donned jacket . He predictably selected wrong .

"Now for the penalty!" the magician yelled . "Spin the wheel of shame . "

The teen muttered to himself, unable to refuse due to his pride . He spun the small wheel, which reminded Clyde of the Wheel of Fortune, except for losers . It landed on a bowl of fried chicken wings . "Aha! You must each six of these coated in Alethian pepper sauce . Give it up to him folks . Cheer!"

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Clyde cringed . He felt the penalty was a little extreme—that hot sauce wasn't meant for the human palette . h.e.l.l, even demons couldn't handle it . And holy s.h.i.+t did the servers coat the wings until they resembled b.l.o.o.d.y death . The teen looked terrified .

"You got this!" one of his friends yipped then laughed . "If you live, we'll get you an ice cream reward, b.u.t.tercup . "

"That hot sauce is no joke," Clyde said to a middle-aged man to his left .

"Yeah," said the man . "That penalty sent at least four people to the hospital . "

"And they're still allowing it?" Clyde said, giving the man skeptical look .

"Yep—despite how that sounded, it's very popular . That kid knew exactly what he was getting into," the man said . "But you know, I find it odd that no one ever wins . It's straight to eating that hot sauce . Just look at the prize . Ten freaking thousand dollars and a gold card that discounts all groceries by half . They're asking us to win twice in a row . p.i.s.s impossible odds with this guy . "

Yuki sat on Clyde's right . The young man gulped, taking in her pricey perfume . He was glad she didn't insist on wearing a maid outfit . And not because she'd embarra.s.s him, but to mitigate the perverted stares . She still got them just for being super beautiful, but at least maid fantasies weren't running through the heads of the men that looked at her .

"So, no one has won," Yuki said with a familiar gleam in her eye . The same from the last festival .

"I think you'd want to pa.s.s on this," the middle-aged man said . "Unless you think you can get lucky twice . "

"I will do it," Yuki said .

"You sure? I agree with pops here . " Clyde said . "Three words . Alethian pepper sauce . "

Yuki grimaced in distaste .

"Such foul stuff, but I shall take on this challenge . " She let her neutral kuudere expression drop for a smile . "With you watching, I'll easily win this . "

As the teens hauled their vomiting friend away, Yuki rose her hand to be the next volunteer .

"Come on down, beautiful . People, prepare to see what it's like to witness true beauty, weep," the stage magician said .

"Is she really a friend of yours?" the middle-aged man said .

"She's more than that," Clyde said, swelling with pride .

"Wow," the man said . "Keep her inside at night, especially on Thursdays . I don't believe in werewolves or minotaurs, but the rumors just won't stop . "

The middle-aged man looked forward, taking a sip of something alcoholic, smiling appreciatively at Yuki's backside .

"Alright, let's see what our new challenger has! Can she guess it? Ten thousand is on the line as well as the Top Grocer's gold supreme card . Many have tried . All failed . "

He shuffled the three cups at blinding speed . Yuki started for the cup on the left then quickly selected the middle . She even lifted the cup before the magician could touch it . A stone rested beneath it . Silence . Deep silence . "Ladies and gentlemen, this is incredible, but a fluke is a fluke . No one has gotten past the first round . Let's see what she's got . My servers will be coating whatever food she selects with a good amount of sauce . Of course, in round two, we add twelve more cups . "

"What?" Clyde and a few others said .

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"Read the rulebook stapled onto my sign . No worries though . She can always walk away right now without penalty . You'll be known as the one-round wonder . "

Yuki didn't move . The stage magician shrugged then with the same incredible speed, shuffled the cups . The young man shook his head . There was a very little chance that Yuki could win this . He cheated .

The demoness moved for the first cup then grabbed number three, on the third row . It revealed the stone .

The stage magician nearly fell backward .

"Watched by six hidden cameras to prevent cheating," the middle-aged man said . "That girl is amazing . Is she seeing anyone?"

Clyde laughed and clapped as the demoness received her prize . She pulled him up from his seat and off they walked, still cheered by the crowd . Someone carried off the stage magician, who fainted . Yuki would forever be remembered as the luck G.o.ddess .

As the duo made their way over to a food vendor, they stopped, noticing a familiar busty blonde cheerfully downing slices of cake . Some men were staring with astonishment .

"It's her," Clyde said softly, remembering how she instantly teleported an entire army of minotaurs to G.o.d knows where . "She doesn't look threatening at all . "

"Noona Necro," Yuki said, "well I'll be d.a.m.ned . I didn't see her, being on the rooftop . That one's a mystery to me . But considering how she's out here in the open, chowing down on sweets, the rumors of her being lazy seem to be quite accurate . "

"Pervyyy niiii-channn . "

The duo turned to see Natalia running toward them from afar . Then he looked again . An angry mob of people chased after her .

"Oh f.u.c.k, run," Clyde said to Yuki .

"Waahh, nii-chan wait . You can't leave me . "

Clyde and Yuki took one last look at the peaceful cake-eating demon lord as they sprinted away .

Dark bolted as the flock of thunder birds and harpies chased him from the air . As soon as they were in position, he stopped and faced them, grinning .

"The great lord of the dark has a present for you," he said aiming his hand at them . "Great power, Razor dark bolts!"

[Dark activated Tier 2 skill: Razor dark bolts . ]

The sky unleashed enormous bolts of dark magic on the unsuspecting monster girls and it hurt . They dropped one by one . He sighed .

"I've already been raped by one flock of harpies," he said . "Not letting that happen again . "

He recalled escaping the ogre again thanks to Selkie walking in . Too bad she got away before the ent.i.ty could wipe her from the face of the earth .

"Are you done training yet, chuuni?" Selkie said . "Or do I have to make you go disturb more nests . "

"I'm not disturbing them," Dark snapped . "They rarely see men traveling on these country roads you're making us take . Of course, being desperate—well, you know how the, whoever demon it was's influence goes . "

"The Supreme," Selkie said . "Geeze, being out here has depleted your intelligence . Choosing buff over brains . "

"Training is very important," Dark said . "I bet even the normie's level is impressive . I can't get left behind . "

Selkie shrugged .

"I suppose you want to learn how to stop getting captured and raped by these women . Or are you doing that on purpose, pervy-chuunie?"

Dark nearly fell backward .

"You saw that ogre," Dark said then shook his head . "Whenever you warp to your world or wherever you go, you leave a trail of attractive magic . I told you this already, ya evil woman . "

Selkie blinked .

"Well, the good news is, we're almost to Rift City," Selkie said . "But I still think you should go back to the palace . "

"I still hate how cars aren't allowed," Dark said, ignoring her suggestion for the millionth time . "Why are they so protective of the harpy nests anyway?"

"It's not the harpies," Selkie said . "But the people driving . If a man is driving his family down these roads and a s.e.x-starved harpy attacked, she may cause them to crash the car . "

Dark sighed .

"Aren't adventurers supposed to do something about this . "

"You're an adventurer, right?"

"Not officially," Dark said . "And I don't care about that . I'm the great lord of the dark . I smite adventurers . " Selkie sighed .

"f.u.c.king chuuni . Let's stop at the inn here for tonight . " She pointed at the town . "Remember, your destiny can play a huge outcome in the stone-viper games . Oh, at the next city, you're getting a new phone . "

"Will the normie find about the G.o.d?"

"No idea," Selkie said . "Now speed up . I think I hear harpy wing flaps . And I don't feel like painfully watching you take them down for experience when I could wave a finger and be on my way to a nice bath . "

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