Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 62: It would have been better if it were black! (Third update, 10,000 words)
"Let's activate it. We're all Lee Eun-suk, we shouldn't go too far, right?"

Then, the hero's card turned into light, and Rean closed his eyes.

The next instant, a figure with constantly flashing pupils, "Rean Kuku," blinked and woke up.

Unlike "Sul," who charged straight out with his sword, this newly awakened heroic spirit took some time to understand the current situation.

Soon, he noticed Rean's worry and unease. Rean had genuinely considered locking himself in bed for the entire day, but was afraid of offending the spirit too much.

Kuku was a little angry. He was a mature adult, so why would he take his anger out on a junior over such a small matter?

Negative satisfaction? What's that? Does it have anything to do with Lord Kuku?
"Tsk tsk, you actually underestimated Kuku. Is Kuku the kind of person who would hold a grudge against someone because of a big bad dragon and a blindingly stinky can of food? Hmm, yes, Kuku is." It seems that this muttering spirit is in a rather bad state.

"Friend, friend, are you free? Can I hang out with Lana?" But at this moment, Lana showed up at his door.

Rean has been too busy lately, and he's been repeatedly stood up for our plans to hang out.

Now that Rean finally has some free time, his friend has taken the initiative to visit him.

At that moment, Rean Kuku looked at the adorable little Lana and his mood instantly improved.

Kukuren's favorite is white hair and red eyes. She's such a pure and cute little thing, which makes her even more adorable.

"It's all my fault for not playing with cute little Lana today. I'll play with her to my heart's content today!" Rean made a promise, and Kuku vowed to keep it.

Little Lana immediately jumped up happily.

"Great! This time you can't say you have something to do halfway through the game!!"

Upon hearing this, Rean Kuku felt incredibly guilty. How could he be so heartless, having stood up the adorable Lana several times?

However, because the little girl was jumping around, her already loosened skirt slipped down again.

She frowned, remembering that she would be scolded if she didn't wear it, and quickly bent down to pick it up.

"Lana doesn't want to wear clothes? Then don't." Rean Kuku happily gave a thumbs up after seeing some memories.

Because of their different species, the non-human Kuku, who has no feelings for beastman women, doesn't think there's anything wrong with the cubs not wearing clothes.

Among his clansmen in his hometown who practiced burlap styling, trousers were a luxury item; most of them practically didn't wear them.

Seeing that the little guy was still a bit hesitant, he simply took the other's little hand and shook it happily.

"Come on, friend, let's go catch some sea mites together."

"Uh-huh!"

So, the adult pulled the child along, and the two took off.
"What peaceful days!"

Meanwhile, in the living room, Miss Sallyman was happily enjoying her afternoon tea.

"Now that those troubles are gone, it's time to take a proper vacation. The princess has finally left too." The latter is the key point.

Rean wasn't the only one who felt relieved; Suliman, who had been under constant pressure, also felt relieved.

The princess, finally leaving her own residence, is the source of her greatest pressure.

The boss finally left, which allowed this seemingly mature "girl" to finally relax.

But the thought of the man still in the mansion made her uneasy. Had she been too cold to him? She had suddenly lost her strength today, and he must be at his most vulnerable.

Watching his retreating figure as he walked back to his room alone, his usually confident demeanor seemed somewhat hurried, as if he were quite frustrated.

Or, we can have the maid bring in some snacks later.

She hesitated, wondering if she should just deliver it herself. But it seemed their relationship hadn't reached that point yet; would that be going too far?

"Well, there's still plenty of time. Let's take it one step at a time."

The young lady slumped her face on the table, giving up once again without any backbone.

She complained about her own uselessness while looking out into the hallway and breathing on her coffee cup.

The next time she looked, she spat it all out!
"Lana!! You're not wearing any clothes again! I've told you so many times to put on some clothes." The little one just walked right over.

Just as she was about to stand up and stop them, an even stranger scene unfolded outside the corridor door.

Rean, at least something that looked like Rean, hopped across the door.

"Get dressed." She was stunned. What was so white? What was so unrestrained? What was wearing only socks?!

Elephant, oh elephant, why is your trunk so long!

Yes, in order to allow Lana to fulfill her dreams, break free from constraints, and enjoy a happy life.

Rean Kuku was only wearing socks and walked straight over!
In an instant, Suliman froze, petrified. Her once elegant eyes were now filled with nothing but swaying elephants.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" The screams echoed throughout the entire Sudar mansion.

The head of the household has been attacked?! Immediately, all sorts of female superhuman protectors and combat maids lurking in the mansion were activated.

They immediately put down their work and came to check on the head of the household, and then
Elephant, oh elephant, why is your trunk so long!

Rean Kuku, spinning and leaping, happily passing by.

"Your Mightiness!"

What's wrong with you?

"What kind of evil magic is this? Priest, come quickly, a priest!" Many of the maids in the manor had already privately regarded Rean as their future husband and knew quite a bit about him.

Private conversations and gossip were inevitable, but they mostly approved of their future husband's character and abilities.

This bizarre scene was so shocking that it made one wonder if they were dreaming.

“This lord has completely degenerated today. Could it be that he and Miss Lana both fell ill? It is said that Miss Lana was also his former comrade-in-arms, and she also has a similar problem and has lost her memory.” A combat maid quickly came up with a seemingly plausible reason.

But seeing her future husband, the head of the family, dancing Swan Lake naked with a little girl, oh my god, what will become of the Sudar family's century-old reputation!

"Stop him! We absolutely cannot let him go out into the streets!" We must stop them, even at the cost of the Sudar family's honor!

So, the mansion's formidable guards began their efforts to intercept the two who had started climbing the tower to look up.

Good heavens, he's standing on one leg atop the statue of the Hero, like an elephant! Stop shaking him!! This is definitely a nightmare! It's definitely a hallucination!
Finally, the frantic snake woman caught up and, with a wave of her hand, prepared to cast a hypnotic spell.

"soul."

Then, Rean Kuku, who was far away, simply raised his hand.

The magical aura on Sallyman's hand vanished instantly; the spell had been countered!

This is a bit far-fetched! At such a distance, the spell was successfully recognized as soon as it was cast.

He used a rare mental technique and then instantly and overwhelmingly countered it?

At this moment, Suliman was completely stunned.

The woman, recalling the moment when she thought, "I'm also somewhat interested in spellcasters," gritted her teeth in anger.

"That liar!" the woman roared, beginning her next spell.

This time it's a mental technique with a level three ring, a secret teaching from her mentor. She's going to teach this man who lied to her a lesson.

"Snap!" The man, standing on one leg like a rooster, was too lazy to even turn around.

With just a snap of his fingers, without a glance but with his voice, he successfully countered again.

Looking at the magical light in her hand that had been extinguished once again, Sallyman began to question the meaning of life.

But perhaps he was tired of looking at the scenery, or perhaps he had already memorized the layout of the mansion, Rean Kuku jumped down directly.

Then, they were surrounded by battle maids who were already prepared, holding clothes and ready.
"Snapped!"

With another snap of his fingers, a puddle of slippery oil appeared on the ground.

Logically speaking, this kind of low-level, greasy technique is basically meaningless to these combat maids.

Incredibly, they all slipped and were about to fall.
"Snap!" Another snap of the fingers, a low-level Feather Fall spell (reduces fall damage), actually made the fall smooth.

These are all the most basic first-level spells and tricks, but I've never even heard of anyone being extravagant enough to add a feather fall spell to a simple fall on flat ground.

But how can the Featherfall Technique work at such a low height? It makes no sense at all.

At this moment, the maids on the periphery took it seriously and began to treat it as a major enemy, but it was still to no avail.

It seems that this awakened "sorcerer" has limitless magical power, easily escaping the pursuit of the maid and the young lady with just a few magic tricks.

Thus, while Lana enjoyed her happiest day, the entire Sudar Palace experienced its most humiliating day.

That day, the armored figures in the corridor started running on their own and had a joyful horseback battle.

That day, the mansion's curtains were transformed into ski slides connecting the different floors, and with the help of real snowfall, the girl and the man's joyful laughter echoed across the rooftop.

On that day, the statue of the hero came to life, danced a crazy tap dance, and returned face down to the fountain where the statue's base was, covered in crayon drawings.

That day, the fountain water transformed into jellyfish-shaped water elemental balls, which she and he led around the house.

That day, there was laughter everywhere and maids and young ladies chasing each other like crazy. Well, at least the first two seemed to be having a good time.

That day, the mansion was filled with endless new fun.
"I want to die, really."

The next morning, Rean woke up amidst the chaos and sat on the head of a graffiti statue in the house, questioning the meaning of life.

"Really, I want to die."

He was naked except for his socks, and he was seriously contemplating philosophical questions about life and death.

And opposite him was the homeowner whose house he had ruined.

"Get out!" Sallyman, who was wearing a sofa cover and curtains as clothes (her clothes had been magically taken away), was not only red-faced, but her tail was also standing on end in anger.

Rean was so ashamed that he hurriedly ran away, taking Lana back to his own home.

Sallyman angrily went back to her room, but saw an oil painting of a great hero challenging the demon king's mammoth war elephant.

Elephant, oh elephant, why is your trunk so long?

Her face flushed instantly.

Maybe it's urgent, maybe.

(End of this chapter)