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In the dark space, the ticking of the clock was no longer heard.
Endless silence filled the entire space, and an inexplicable pressure spread from all around.
Shelley sat on the stool, his expression unchanged. He admired the darkness that was sweeping in and let out a long sigh.
“Sigh…”
Shelley said, a little helplessly, “Can we not do this?”
Can’t we just have a good chat? You turn hostile just like that…
“And…”
“There’s a high probability that you’re just messing with me.”
Crack.
The pressure before him was like sand blown by the wind, instantly disappearing.
[Hahahaha!]
[You’re so boring. Why aren’t you scared?]
Rolling his eyes helplessly, Shelley retorted, “Who knows when what you say is true?”
[Hahahaha.]
[Explain these possibilities?]
“First, the first possibility, an incubus paladin.”
“This was the first guess that appeared in my mind…”
[Hmm? Why?]
“Because you didn’t resist me becoming a paladin.”
A paladin was definitely a natural enemy to a demon… but there was one situation where a demon would be kind to a creature.
A Child of Hell, a demon paladin.
“But this idea was quickly overturned.”
“Although that missing incubus paladin is very suspicious…”
At this time, Shelley thought of that incubus who had changed herself for love. He felt sorry for her story and sighed softly.
“But I don’t think that an incubus paladin has enough ability to let me master the skills of other classes.”
Shelley felt his legs on both sides begin to swing back and forth slightly, like a young girl sitting on a stool. He continued, “As for the second possibility, the Queen of Succubi.”
“It has also troubled me for a long time.”
Shelley thought of that terrifying demon that everyone (except for the legendary ascetic) was afraid of…
“Queen of Succubi · Malcanthet [Greater Demon] [Lesser Demon Lord] [Greater Outsider]”
The records among mortals described her as such:
“She is a graceful beauty, with a hint of a playful smile on her red lips.”
“The curved horns on her forehead push her long, black hair back.”
“A dangerous, fiery red lust flows in her eyes.”
She was beautiful and dangerous, and this danger was not of the level of a rose with thorns… it was like a flower blooming in a volcano, or a poison that would kill on contact.
Beautiful and deadly.
Unlike many creatures who liked to survive by deception and trickery… if necessary, the Queen of Succubi had enough ability to protect herself from harm and to harm others at will.
As for how terrifying she was? Her professional level was over 40. And she also had a 10-level abyssal demon lord attached to her divine spark and divine portfolio. A total of 50 professional levels.
Attributes: Strength 30, Dexterity 36, Constitution 40, Intelligence 30, Wisdom 30, Charisma 49.
49 points of charisma. How terrifying was this charm? If you had this charm… the gods of the heavens would fight for you, and the demons in the abyss would be unwilling to destroy the world because of your existence.
Not to mention mortals, even a legendary being with insufficient willpower would be devoured by that amazing charm and become her loyal servant.
As for why the legendary ascetic was not afraid of her, it was because only they could completely ignore the charm of the Queen of Succubi.
Single dogs are amazing. And an ascetic, as a fighting dog among single dogs, was absolutely powerful.
No woman in my heart, my sword is a god.
He would go up and beat the Queen of Succubi to a pulp.
“Although your personality is very similar to hers…”
Playing with other people’s feelings, having a strong interest in certain things…
“But I also don’t think that the Queen of Succubi has enough ability to let me use the legendary skills of other classes.”
The power of a god was limited. It was not something that could be obtained out of thin air. Even if the Queen of Succubi could simply imitate the skills of some classes through divine power… but when it came to legendary, Shelley thought it was still unlikely.
“Of course, this is just my guess. As for whether she or you have this ability, I don’t know.”
[Is that so~]
“As for the last one…”
Clicking his tongue, Shelley leaned back and sank into the soft back of the chair.
“Certain ancient gods who have fallen asleep or fallen for unknown reasons.”
“An ancient god has enough ability to support me in obtaining skills.”
“So what is the answer?”
[…]
No answer. Shelley did not press. The two of them fell into silence.
“By the way, you still haven’t said why I can’t advance to a high-level Professional.”
[Since you’ve already guessed it, then I have nothing to hide.]
[I need you to obtain faith.]
“I see.”
Shelley silently nodded.
“Then I now…”
[But~~~]
???
[You should be awake now.]
Shelley: Huh?
“What? Wait a minute.”
[No waiting.]
Shelley’s body was stomped on by that seemingly weak and delicate jade-like foot and directly turned to ash. The pair of legs hanging from the pendulum clock were still swinging.
[This… is fine too.]
[Shelley…]
[Heeheehee.]
[Let me feel more fun.]
…
When Shelley’s consciousness suddenly returned, a few anxious shouts came from his ear.
“Shelley!”
“Thank goodness.”
“It’s good that you’re fine. Eat something.”
What is it? So white. So big. So tempting. Oh… so it’s a white crystal.
Shelley pushed away the white crystal that was extended to his eyes. He was just about to speak…
“Aaaaaaaah!”
He heard a blood-curdling scream streak across the sky and reach his ears.
Shelley opened his mouth, felt the bloody taste in his mouth, licked his lips, and then asked hoarsely, “What… sound?”
Morgan’s voice came from the side. It sounded calm, but upon careful observation, one could feel the tension, “The half-orcs are fighting.”
“A team of unknown… no, the Hunting Church killed them after we left.”
Frowning slightly, Shelley moved his neck slightly and heard a soft moan from behind him.
Oh? So Catherine was hugging me?
Feeling the majesty and softness of her back, Shelley no longer tried to change his position. He asked softly, “Only one team?”
Erica’s gaze was always looking into the distance. Only a dragon’s vision could see that far.
“Yes, only them… what do you mean?”
Shelley did not answer, but chuckled softly.
Does the Tyranny Church plan to wait until both sides are exhausted before appearing? A mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?
Erica’s expression suddenly changed. She shouted in shock, “Over there!”
