Cipher took a deep breath, calming her nerves before wiping herself down. After getting dressed, she waited outside the massage parlor for nearly half an hour before Aria finally emerged, her cheeks flushed crimson and her legs trembling slightly.
Tears welled in Aria's eyes as she lamented, "This is too... too embarrassing! I'm never coming to a place like this again!"
The next day, Cipher and Feidric were once again the first to rise and head to the market to resupply. There, Ci...
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Dio, who had been explaining the Alliance's situation, froze mid-sentence. He glanced at the black-haired catgirl who had just walked past, then back at Cipher, a question mark forming above his head.
Cipher's actions felt like someone with a perfect 10/10 appearance complimenting someone with a 7/10 as "very beautiful." Was this some kind of mockery?
But Cipher's expression and tone held no hint of mockery. Did she genuinely believe what she was saying? It seemed absurd. For a mo...
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Half a month had passed. After all that time, the group of five had finally left the Grand Duchy of Kandela and formally entered the territory of the All Nations Alliance.
Though small, the Grand Duchy of Kandela was still a sovereign state. Since they were traveling on foot, it was impossible to cross its borders in just a day or two.
One morning, Cipher leaned against a tree, her legs crossed on a branch and her hands propped behind her head. Her tail coiled around an apple-like...
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Cipher never imagined she'd taste a beverage from her previous life again. Her tail wagged excitedly as she turned to Feidric. "Want to try one too? It's really good!"
Feidric's gaze shifted from her twitching cat tail. That's obvious, he thought silently before replying, "No, thanks. It's too expensive."
"What does it matter?" Cipher retorted. "Viscount Braun's treating."
Feidric blinked, momentarily stunned. It took him a few seconds to process her words. His lips...
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After cleaning her clothes, Cipher surveyed the chaotic washroom, a headache already forming. Though she had confidently declared she would tidy up, laziness now gripped her, leaving her utterly unwilling to lift a finger.
While Aria would likely help if asked, Cipher couldn't shake the feeling that it would be unfair.
Suddenly, an idea struck her. She slipped into the oversized slippers provided by the inn and began shuffling around the washroom, the slippers slapping against the...
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Dio nodded solemnly. "This matter is of grave importance. I must return to the Alliance and report it to the Alliance Council."
He then turned to Cipher and the others. "What are your plans now?"
Without hesitation, Aria declared, "We're going to find the other Divine Artifacts! We need to prepare before the Prophecy's disaster arrives and save the world!"
Ever since Cipher first met Aria, she had proudly proclaimed herself an "Apprentice Hero," tirelessly striving to become...
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"Possible," Feidric mused, but he was more concerned with something else. "Based on this feat, Mydeimos appears to be merely human, not some ancient god."
This contradicted Feidric's earlier theory, but he quickly realized, "Didn't their conversation mention the phrase 'Blasphemy Against the Gods'?"
The White-Bearded Old Mage pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Very well, let's proceed that way."
He cast the spell again, this time targeting Mydeimos' father, the king who ha...
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Fine gold equipment, one of the Empire's proudest technological achievements, was renowned throughout the world for its unparalleled hardness. Yet in Mydei's hands, a fine gold weapon felt as flimsy as paper. With a casual squeeze, he crushed it effortlessly. Simultaneously, he raised his other hand and flicked it forward.
Boom!
The Imperial Commander shot backward like a cannonball, hurtling across over a hundred meters at a speed barely discernible to the naked eye. He ...
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Clearly, Mydei had underestimated himself—and the power of a Demigod of Strife. Before he even fully revealed himself, a single strike had nearly annihilated the entire Imperial Army.
The Grand Starfall had clearly gone wrong. In a sense, it had become a degraded version of the "Earth-Shattering Strike."
After all, in the game, Nikador's signature move involved summoning the colossal Greatsword, the Blade of Fury, to descend from the heavens. Mydei remembered being wiped out by ...
2025-07-01 19:31:08 +0000 UTC
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As Herta pondered what research would best enhance her combat prowess, time slipped by. Thanks to the tireless efforts of the Principal and Newman, a groundbreaking paper titled "Utilizing Free-Floating Magic Power in the Air" was published, instantly causing a sensation throughout Great Britain's magical community.
When the leading academic figures of the magical world first read the paper, they were stunned into silence. Its impact was akin to suddenly declaring the Earth round in an ...
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"What do you mean the disaster is coming sooner?" Little Herta asked, startled by the Prophet's words. The Prophet, assuming she didn't understand the nature of the impending catastrophe, began to explain, "My ability allows me to foresee the future, and in my visions..."
"I know all that. Get to the point," Little Herta interrupted.
"..." The Prophet was momentarily taken aback before continuing, "The disaster that was originally predicted to occur in three years has inexplicably...
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Although the Principal had cleared Newman of suspicion, he couldn't shake his unease. He sighed silently and followed the Principal back to work.
Meanwhile, the scene shifted to White Eagle, the Prophet's territory, where two figures suddenly arrived.
After creating the Herta Puppet and the Sword of Promised Victory, Herta's third priority had naturally been brewing potions. Now, the first batch was complete, and it was time for testing.
These two figures were none other tha...
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As soon as the stern-faced Principal left, Lily, taking advantage of her proximity, whispered to Little Herta, "T-Teacher Herta?! What are you doing at Cambridge?"
"What? Can't I just drop by to see you?" Herta replied casually.
Of course, it was the real Herta speaking. After Little Herta finished introducing herself, Herta had taken the opportunity to shift her attention to Lily.
"O-of course you can! But wait, you wouldn't come all the way to Cambridge just to 'see me,' r...
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"A paper?" Herta showed no interest. Though the theory she had just presented was revolutionary for Great Britain, it was merely something she had casually discovered on her first day of learning magic.
The scraps that fell through the cracks of a genius's fingers were priceless treasures to ordinary people.
Upon learning there would be no practical exam, Herta promptly left, entrusting the rest to the autonomous module.
With a thought, Herta relinquished control of Herta No...
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Back at her main residence, Herta Herself immediately received the distress signal from Herta No. 002 and took control of the body.
She blinked, glanced at the test paper before her, and began writing without hesitation.
The questions were laughably simple. She could skim them and know the answers instantly, without a second's thought. As she filled in the answers, her mind drifted to other matters.
Ugh, why do I have to deal with these trivial tasks myself? So annoying....
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In Newman's home, the White Eagle's top spy, usually calm and collected, was at his wit's end because of the girl before him. "Why can't you just do it?"
Herta No. 002 replied coolly, "Who are you to act like my elder? What right do you have?"
Newman stared blankly. "???"
Oh, for crying out loud! We're on a mission! These identities are just covers—we're supposed to do whatever's most convenient!
Even a clay figure has its limits, and Newman couldn't help bu...
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That evening, after work, Newman abandoned his meticulously regimented routine. Instead, following the intelligence report, he hurried to the designated location.
Ironically, Newman's rise to his current position was largely due to his monotonous existence. His predictable, unremarkable life had lulled Great Britain into a false sense of security, allowing him to climb the ranks undetected.
Accepting this mission, however, would inevitably shatter his carefully constructed facade....
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Herta was so eager to see Lily's practical exam that she even considered attending in person. However, as one of Great Britain's top universities, Cambridge strictly prohibited unauthorized visitors. Watching the exam in person was simply impossible.
This led her to contemplate other options: Should she build a miniature drone to sneak into the school and live-stream the exam? Or perhaps she could modify and upgrade Lily's sword, adding a recording function?
Or... since unauthoriz...
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The next day, Sunday, after Herta used the Chat Group to send Little Herta No. 001 to White Eagle, she began working on the weapon she planned to give Lily: the so-called Sword of Promised Victory.
Crafting this thing was either laughably simple or... still laughably simple.
It didn't require any complex magical designs. In mere seconds, Herta conceived a spell called Magic Power Release.
As the name suggested, this spell created a magical vent, al...
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The first arrow served as a signal. Immediately afterward, a dense barrage of colossal arrows rained down from the sky, each one unerringly aimed at everyone present.
Feidric reacted swiftly. His incantation was so rapid that his lips seemed to twitch momentarily. He thrust his hands skyward, shouting, "Force Field Shield!"
A clearly visible crimson shield materialized around Feidric, Aria, Douglas, Cipher, and Dio. The fine gold arrows were razor-sharp, and their high-altitude tr...
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"So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Isn't this entire kingdom my property?!" the Old King roared, his face flushed with rage at Cipher's words. "What's wrong with me protecting my own possessions? You're just an outsider—what right do you have to lecture me?!"
Cipher wasn't surprised by his outburst. The King's actions had long revealed that he viewed his subjects not as people, but as disposable assets.
A saying suddenly came to mind: "It's not the powerful with great autho...
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Pure light magic erupted forth, slamming into the soldiers before Dio.
Divine Smite, a skill theoretically exclusive to Paladins, was now being wielded by Dio, who was clearly not one. However, as a Bard of the Lore College, he possessed a unique ability called "Witness, Remember, Tell"—simply put, copy-paste!
Only the Lore College subclass can copy-paste.
Dio could copy a maximum of three spells, each capped at his current power limit. The Divine Smite he was usi...
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Now that Cipher had decided who would be the "main body," she naturally needed to familiarize herself with her new form in preparation for any potential battles. She took a deep breath and slowly shifted her mental focus onto Mydei. Immediately, the previously stiff, automaton-like figure began to come to life.
"Ahem..." Mydei coughed, hearing the deep male voice emerge from his throat. He looked down at his thick, muscular arms, their sharply defined contours a testament to overwhelmin...
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The scene shifts to Cipher, perched on the eaves of a house. Her shoes lay discarded beside her, and her small feet swung gently in the air.
Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she sighed, "Finally... finally finished, meow..."
It had been some time since she left the Hero Party. Using her Divine Speed, she had hastily crafted numerous Cat Head envelopes and raided the Castle's vault for a substantial sum of money. She carefully packed the cash into the envelopes, but just as she ...
2025-06-30 19:12:04 +0000 UTC
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[Ahaha, the Nameless' demolition crew has arrived! (〃'▽'〃)]
[And the author has decided to give the Goethe Hotel landlady a completely outrageous makeover. Her original frail and pitiful appearance was giving the author a headache.]
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"Alright, let's go down before more people gather and we get stuck here," Theresa urged. Bronya nodded, smiling as she scooped Theresa into her arms. March 7th and Stelle watched the amusing scene with delight.
"Hey, Bronya, put me ...
2025-06-30 19:10:50 +0000 UTC
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Theresa stared at the "Accept Yourself" mission with a conflicted expression. She felt that completing it would likely shatter her moral compass.
While the unknown reward piqued her curiosity, she was more determined to complete the mission to terrify Cocolia. After all, the Core of the Herrscher of Binding would be a perfect fit for her. This Herrscher had been notoriously difficult to deal with, and the tragic Binding incident remained etched in the memories of the Fusion Warriors fro...
2025-06-30 19:10:32 +0000 UTC
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As the train roared to life, the residents of the Overworld watched in astonishment as the long-dormant locomotive surged forward with a deafening rumble and ground-shaking tremors, plunging into the Underworld tunnel. Perched atop the engine was a petite, white-haired young girl, her cross spinning wildly as she wielded spears to shatter the chains blocking their path.
The Overworlders murmured in awe as the train hurtled into the Underworld tunnel. Meanwhile, the Silvermane Guards rus...
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Sampo's sudden attack, unleashing a barrage of sleeping smoke bombs, caught everyone off guard except Theresa and Dan Heng.
Dan Heng had sensed something was off about Sampo from the beginning. With Theresa, an Emanator of Elation, present, Sampo's peculiar, thrill-seeking aura had naturally drawn his attention.
Bronya and Gepard struggled to stay awake against the overwhelming drowsiness, glaring at Sampo. The other Silvermane Guards lay scattered across the floor, snoring loudly...
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Theresa, Stelle, March 7th, and Dan Heng were already awake and having breakfast at the Goethe Hotel, discussing their next move.
"How did everyone sleep last night?" Dan Heng asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin after finishing his meal.
"Um, I slept okay," Theresa replied, slightly embarrassed. She had been sandwiched between March 7th and Stelle, who had used her as a body pillow due to her petite size.
"Hugging soft, fragrant Theresa was so comfy!" Stelle chirped cheerf...
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Meanwhile, on a forum on Earth, a group of people were engaged in a heated discussion over a single image.
The image showed Lumina holding the Stellaron, casting a sidelong glance at the viewer.
Calling it a "discussion" was generous; it was mostly just people simping over the "Mysterious Girl."
Most of the comments were vapid and purely lustful, consisting of crude remarks like, "Just looking at this picture makes me want to cum," and other sexually charged comments.
...
2025-06-30 19:08:39 +0000 UTC
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