Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

Is it that he's afraid? No, it simply doesn't exist.

My wife said that if I dared to have an affair with another female devil, she would break my legs.

If even a duke acts this way, the behavior of others is obvious. The concept of concubines must be a figment of someone else's imagination.

However… Ronan raised his hand:

"I'm sorry, but this is the only thing I can't agree with. Barnier, is this guy really a duke? How can he be so spineless?"

To put it nicely, it's deep affection; to put it bluntly... even hell exists.

Ulysses, his neck stiff, wanted to question Ronan about his confidence in making such a judgment.

But at that moment, Ronan interrupted him:

"Alright, let's stop with the small talk. I don't care if you're a loser or not, as long as you're capable."

"Ulysses, you know why we're here. Are you willing to join us?"

"If you'd like..."

As he spoke, he pulled a family photo from his pocket and tossed it to the other person.

“You too can have a fulfilling life like mine. Don’t stay stuck in your own world, Ulysses.”

"Human societies even have the saying of having three thousand wives and concubines."

This is his bargaining chip; only by breaking free from his wife's control can he wholeheartedly work for himself.

Ulysses' body trembled slightly.

He looked at the photo.

This……

Her eyes welled up with tears.

Chapters 253 and 254: An unexpected encounter with an acquaintance, the hero from two hundred years ago, Alice's great-great-grandmother.

Bang! Crack!

The sound of something being smashed or broken.

Outside the castle, Ronan listened to the argument taking place inside and couldn't help but click his tongue slightly in amazement.

He turned his head to look at Barnier and asked:

“Barnier, do you think he can get away with this? He’s been controlled by his wife for so long.”

Barnier stroked his chin, glanced at the castle, and then shook his head, saying:

"It's hard to say, but I'm inclined to think it's possible."

"Although he is devoted to scientific research and has a somewhat weak personality, his abilities have not declined."

"Otherwise, with his abilities, he would have been devoured by other demons long ago."

Also.

Ronan crossed his arms, his fingers seemingly pointing at his elbows, and nodded slightly.

The saying "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime" perfectly illustrates this point.

"If you leave, then don't ever come back!"

The classic threatening voice echoed from inside the castle.

Sharp and harsh.

Ulysses said confidently, "Don't worry, I won't come back until I've married ten wives."

"The Lord said that the capable should do more work."

Ronan: "?"

Is this how the idiom is used?

His brow twitched, and he turned to Barnier.

Barnier covered his mouth, finally unable to hold back his laughter.

"Hmm... Haha, sorry, I didn't expect that honest demons would be so interesting when they rebel."

"Ten wives, I hope his body can handle it."

The sounds of smashing and looting intensified.

"@＃!"

The woman spoke of national essence, and although the devil's language is difficult to translate, that's roughly the meaning.

About three minutes later, Ulysses came out carrying large and small bags.

Compared to three minutes ago, there were dark marks around his eyes, clearly indicating that he had been punched.

His clothes were tattered, and the scratches from his fingernails were healing.

"It's funny."

He rubbed the back of his head and chuckled sheepishly. "She and I have officially separated, my lord. You haven't been lying to me, have you?"

"No."

"Three thousand wives and concubines, is that really so?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously, and Ronan sighed, feeling utterly helpless.

You're actually worried about this?

Just saying.

You don't really want to marry three thousand women, do you?

Ulysses's face turned serious: "Of course, the more capable you are, the more work you should do!"

“That’s what you said. As the Demon Duke, I should be different!”

Damn it, Ronan felt like he'd corrupted this guy. Could he please stop using idioms so carelessly?

Ronan decided to leave it at that and not delve too deeply into the matter.

This guy is very intelligent; having many offspring might actually be a good thing.

"Let's go."

Exhaling, Ronan turned around and looked back.

on the way.

He acquired Ulysses' inventions.

I have to admit, it's pretty good.

It can become the inspiration for forging divine weapons.

In addition to the three mentioned earlier, there are also pills that make you grow bigger or smaller, and soul-transfer devices.

It looks familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on why.

Moreover, its uses are rather strange.

The former was used to defend against orcs. The male orcs in this world have long been extinct, the reason being their exploitation by the female orcs.

Therefore, driven by their desire for offspring, they would relentlessly hunt down any male creature they saw, only releasing it when it was dead.

With this, even if you can't escape, you'll still have a fighting chance and won't die a miserable death.

It is said that for a period of time, it was a boon for male adventurers.

the latter……

Ronan looked at the instruction manual for the Soul Converter, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his lips twitched.

He turned to Ulysses and asked:

"Are you sexually frustrated or what? How come none of your inventions are legitimate?"

"Where's that 'start your life again' match? Let me see it. Have you ever used it to create parallel worlds?"

"You won't use it..."

"Cough cough, how could that be?" Ulysses knew what Ronan wanted to say, and coughed twice with his fist clenched.

He was very innocent before today.

Even in a parallel world, he held firm to his principles.

Although it seems foolish now.

rustling...

He rummaged through his clothes and pulled out a box of matches from an inner pocket.

He carefully opened it and found that there were two left, so he respectfully handed them to Ronan.

Ronan picked one up and examined it closely between his fingertips.

Ulysses slowed his tone and began to introduce:

"This thing is quite expensive to make. I spent three years collecting materials and only managed to make three of them."

"Lighting a match will take you to the point in time you want. To outsiders it may seem like only a moment, but to you it may feel like three to seven days."

At this point, Ulysses' gaze focused on the match, as if recalling something, and his voice became cautious.

"It's a brand new world where you can do whatever you want, because it will all disappear when the time comes... Hmm, how should I describe it?"

"This is probably what it means to act recklessly in a dream."

Ronan understood, it's an emulator.

Although it can only be a simulation of the past, it is still remarkable because it was a personal experience.

Wait a moment.

Ronan's mind went blank for a moment as he thought of another use for it.