I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 175 The King of the Bird's Den
The next second, the boss's expression changed, as if he had discovered something amiss, and he threw the golden object at his feet with great disgust.

After all, it was the character who had fooled Eugene Yann in women's clothing, so it was obviously much more sensitive than its two brothers.

Why would you carry something like that with you?!

Why would you carry something like that with you?!

It questioned repeatedly, its lingering unease now materializing.

Looking at her own body, now transformed into that of a beautiful girl, the answer to this question is self-evident.

Gender swapping, props, BDSM, interracial
The words he encountered in Glen Hill filled his mind, leaving only despair and numbness on the boss's face.

Is this the ultimate insult?

The eldest brother strode forward resolutely, standing upright in front of Ron, having already disregarded life and death.

Even if you torture me like this, I won't say a word!

"Today, I'd rather die standing than live lying down!!!"

Having said that, it headbutted Ron's longsword, leaving the boy completely bewildered.

The blood, a mixture of gold and red, gushed out, and the eldest brother lay weakly on the ground, a hissing sound coming from his trachea.

"Just you wait, you beast!"

"With my bloodline mark, King @￥%&@ will surely reign supreme and avenge me!"

No, man!
Ron was stunned. He was a man who would commit suicide at the slightest provocation.

"This is a misunderstanding! Let me explain!"

The blond boy quickly looked at the second and third brothers, only to see them lying on the ground staring at him with hateful eyes.

He was about to explain again when he heard them shout in unison:

"Despicable! You actually drove the boss to his death in this way!"

"You must die!"

Having said that, he ignored Ron's attempts to defend himself and charged at him like a madman, finally crashing his head into the longsword and dying.

The atmosphere in the entire cemetery suddenly became somewhat eerie.

Three twisted corpses, not human, lay on the ground, with cuts on their necks that had severed blood vessels, blood gushing out and seeping into the soft soil.

Ron stared blankly, inwardly lamenting the cultural gap between races.

But at that moment, the blood-soaked earth suddenly gushed forth strands of golden liquid thinner than a hair.

It was incredibly fast, and before Ron could notice, it quietly slipped into his body.

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"Has the location been successfully located?"

Inside the treasure chamber filled with countless gold coins and gems, a colossal creature with a wingspan of nearly a hundred meters and covered in red and black scales opened its amber vertical pupils.

The Apocalypse has temporarily retreated; this is the final time of this era.

"Roar!!!"

A dragon's roar echoed across the entire continent, and the powerful pressure of the demigod made all living beings on the continent bow their heads.

Words like "bloodline," "ancient," "power," and "revelation" unconsciously surfaced in my mind.

They seem almost conceptual, fully demonstrating the power of the dragon.

"not enough!"

The dragon roared once more.

To go further on the path to demigodhood, new traits are necessary.
It has existed for an unknown number of years, and its life has come to an end. If it is not replenished, it will probably completely disintegrate.

Fortunately, a wrecked giant ship had drifted into its territory from extremely dangerous waters more than a year ago.

On the giant ship, a severed arm radiates a divine light called "Revelation".

This gift was a godsend, and now it wants more!
From then on, it dispatched countless subordinates to sail the seas in search of the direction from which the wrecked giant ship had come. Persistence pays off; just when King @￥%&@ was searching in vain and had fallen into despair,
A foolish question arose in its mind, following the divine reflection of "revelation".

Q: "What should I do if I want to break off the engagement, but the woman's family has a legendary expert?"

Faced with this question, @￥%&@大王 was extremely dismissive and casually replied with a revelation.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, what's so special about legends!"

Fortunately, this connection was enough for it to orient itself and send its minions to scout ahead, preparing to seize the divine legacy.

And now, it finally succeeded!
The king, unable to contain his restless emotions, immediately wanted to summon his army and teleport them there.

However, after thinking about how he was also a wise dragon with "enlightenment" divinity, he put aside his rash idea, lay down on the pile of gold coins, put his hands in his pockets, and carefully sensed the connection from his "bloodline".

The special nature of the "bloodline" allows it to perceive everything about the person who parasitizes the bloodline.

But just then, a golden light suddenly caught its eye, followed by a whole host of divine qualities that resembled adjectives.

"Justice", "Light", "Judgment", "Benevolence", "Order", "Virtue".

A blinding light pressed down from the sky, and an endless pressure surged in from all directions like a tidal wave.
In an instant, the radiance of King @￥%&@'s "bloodline" dimmed to its lowest point, as if it were about to be swallowed up by the divinity that symbolized "order".

Holy crap, the rightful God!
The dragon's amber eyes widened suddenly, completely surprised that its subordinates would be so unreliable.

Why did it have to be a God who is in a proper position who had to die?

"Roar!!!"

Painful dragon roars echoed across the entire island, countless dragon blood descendants exploded, and everything related to the divinity of "bloodline" vanished.

Only then was the connection with the rightful god completely severed.

That was close!
The king, still shaken, was overjoyed and burrowed into the pile of gold coins, nudging and shoving around.

It was as if only in this way could the wounds inflicted on their young hearts be healed.

The location of that continent has been determined, and now a very real problem is facing @￥%&@GreatKing.

Want to go?
If I go, I'll definitely get beaten to death, right?
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"Zachley, listen to me, things are definitely not what you think!"

Ron earnestly explained to the new team member as he re-tucked the gold object, which had been wrapped in black cloth, behind his waist.

"Yes, yes, I understand."

The arrogant middle-aged man was clearly terrified and kept nodding in agreement.

Young people these days are too flashy; he's fallen behind the times.

Seeing this, the blond boy was speechless.

Ron Griffiths was a renowned figure, the most philanthropist in the capital. How could he have fallen to such a state?

He thought for a moment, then waved to Zachlee.

"Zakli, you stay here and don't let anyone near. I'll go back and report to the chairman."

If Ron remembers correctly, Eugene Yann once received a revelation from his teacher, who had already gone into the sex industry.

But now, this kobold, which is clearly not a native species, has gone so far as to secretly kidnap him while dressed as a woman. There seems to be some connection between the two.

This made Ron suspect that the "legend" who had already gone into business might have become a "traitor."

"Alas, it seems that the Enlightenment God is most likely truly gone."

"Oh right, and that kobold who spoke a foreign language just now, what was it saying about a king?"

That name was incredibly difficult to pronounce and was clearly not in the language of the Kingdom of Oran.

"I think it's called 'King of Birds That Don't Poop'?"

Ron, with a strange expression, hailed a carriage and sped towards the Stardust Society headquarters.

(End of this chapter)