After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

"Yes, I marked the way here. If we go back now, those hiding monsters probably won't show themselves. But if we stay here for the night, some monsters might emerge from other passages and pass through the main passage. Then we can follow the trail and eliminate those hiding monsters as well."

Mu Qiu's heart stirred slightly.

Normal monsters have no intelligence, only instinct, and they probably won't hide forever; they'll definitely show themselves the next day.

But what if it's a monster with intelligence?

They'll probably stay hidden until they're sure the others have left, right?

He thought for a moment and then asked, "Miss Serafia, did you bring a tent?"

Serafia shook her head slightly and smiled faintly, "No, but I think Mr. Traveler wouldn't mind lending me one, would he?"

She never used to rest in the dungeon at night, as it was too dangerous for her to rest alone there, and the curse on her body made it impossible for her to travel with others.

Even if it meant spending the entire night in the dungeon, she would choose to fight without rest...

However, with Mr. Traveler around, she felt she could finally get some rest.

Most importantly, ordinary holy light is no longer enough to suppress the curse within her. High-level holy light spells are now necessary to suppress it, but this will inevitably cause her to make some noise, so it is best to do it inside the tent.

Mu Qiu scratched his head.

"I don't mind, but Vera and the others probably do."

Serafia was stunned.

"why?"

"Because...we only brought one tent."

Chapter 105 The Saintess who secretly hums "oh" in the dead of night!

"Eh?!"

Serafia never expected this reason.

Beneath the black cloth, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and one hand unconsciously covered the priest's exposed side. Her tone carried a hint of disbelief: "It's too casual for a traveler to only bring one tent when going out, isn't it? At least... shouldn't you prepare a spare tent? And, moreover, it's a group of one man and two women..."

Mu Qiu flashed a set of white teeth and gave a thumbs up, saying, "There's no other way. Cheap items are hard to find in my storage ring, and to save time setting up the tent, I just put the tent directly into my storage ring after it's set up."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and with a "snap," a tent that had been erected fell onto the open ground of the cave.

"Although this takes up more storage space, it's definitely more convenient this way, isn't it?"

"While other adventurers are struggling to set up their tents, we can just lift a finger and take out a complete tent. Isn't that impressive?"

"Is that so, Mr. Traveler? Your...your ideas are indeed quite unique."

Serafia gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

I originally thought that Mr. Traveler was thinking that "if there is only one tent, they can only sleep with him." It turns out that he just wanted to put the tent he set up directly into his storage ring to make it look more impressive!

If that's the case, then it's indeed impossible to prepare too many tents in advance.

A tent like this, measuring 5×5×2.5, can probably only fit one in a storage space with a volume of 100 cubic meters.

That said, those storage rings with capacities of several thousand or tens of thousands of cubic meters were probably prepared for these nobles.

They could fold the tents together to save space, but they insist on putting the pitched tents completely into their storage rings... At this rate of extravagance, even a storage ring with a capacity of 1,000 cubic meters wouldn't be enough!

"Mr. Traveler, you've come to Earth City this time, probably intending to exchange for a storage ring, right?"

To ease the awkward atmosphere, Serafia changed the subject.

Mu Qiu first showed a surprised expression, then smiled and nodded: "As expected of Miss Serafia, I am indeed thinking of changing my storage ring. It should be at least 1,000 cubic meters in size to be barely enough, um, the standard 16×16×4."

Serafia continued, "That way, Mr. Traveler can also put spares in his storage ring..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Qiu said expectantly, "That way, I can put a super luxurious tent, 10×10×4 in size, that has been set up in advance and fixed with magic, into my storage ring!"

Serafia: "..."

So you didn't even consider preparing a spare tent?!

And why does the tent that's put into the storage ring have to be set up in advance?

Be a little more frugal, Mr. Traveler! That's not how you use the space in a storage ring!

"Sir traveler, tents can actually be folded up, right...?"

"Of course not! What if we encounter an emergency? Are we supposed to set up a tent in the middle of nowhere, braving a storm?"

Mu Qiu shook his head with a serious expression.

Because if the space in the storage ring is not occupied by more than 33%, it is impossible to replace it with a larger storage ring—this is something that, of course, cannot be said!

Even if he had a lot of system funds, it would be impossible for him to customize a super-large storage ring with a capacity of hundreds of thousands or millions of cubic meters. Such an obviously unreasonable expenditure cannot be made using system funds.

"The tent must be set up in advance! If possible, I'd also like to put a small manor in my storage ring, so I can take it out when I go on a trip!"

This is beyond extravagant! And no storage ring can hold an entire manor! Would it even still be considered a storage ring then?

Serafia was still shocked by Mu Qiu's extravagance, but Vera and the others were already used to it.

"Master, let's go inside and rest."

Vera pulled Mu Qiu's arm toward the tent, then lifted the tent flap.

After crawling into the tent, she poked her head out, rolled her eyes coquettishly, her cheeks slowly turning red, and her chest heaving slightly.

"Oh...oh so sweet...!"

Serafia: "!!!"

This, this strange posture and sound...

"Snapped--!"

Inside the tent, Mu Qiu, unable to contain himself any longer, gave Vera's pert bottom a hard slap.

"Hey elf, don't make those misleading sounds! And I haven't done anything! What are you trying to do by swaying back and forth like that?!"

"Hmph! Of course, it's to let Miss Saint know how despicable our master is!"

Vera closed the tent flap, turned around, crossed her arms, and said matter-of-factly, "Otherwise, would Miss Saint shamelessly sneak into the tent and sleep with Master? Or is Master actually looking forward to this happening?"

Who would expect something like that?

Mu Qiu rolled her eyes, squatted down, and smoothed out the quilts in the tent.

Because it's inside a cave, there are some loose stones on the ground, so you still need to be careful.

"Don't you want to check where we are? This is a place to sleep, but it's not a hotel!"

If Vera had said this in the manor, Mu Qiu might have been tempted to press her head down and shut her up.

But this is the lord's level on the fiftieth floor of the dungeon.

Even the most magnanimous person couldn't possibly succeed in a place like this, right?

If a monster suddenly appears, should you continue or stop?

"If it's the master, it can continue even during battle, right?"

Although Mu Qiu didn't say it explicitly, Vera immediately understood what her master meant: "Maybe she'll use the Saintess as armor and then challenge the dungeon without taking damage."

As she spoke, she lifted her robe, revealing a section of her flawless white leg, walked to Mu Qiu's side, and gently stepped on Mu Qiu's back with her fair foot.

"Would you like me to give you a massage? Although I've never learned massage, for a lewd human like Master, that's probably the only place that needs a massage, right?"

"Don't think you can act recklessly just because you're in an underground city!"

Mu Qiu rubbed his temples and sighed.

During the conversation, Fiona also went into the tent, but Vera turned her back to her.

"Fiona, the night watch should have been assigned to you, right?"

Fiona instinctively stepped out of the tent.

Hmm? Wait a minute, the master didn't say she was supposed to keep watch today, did he?

After realizing what had happened, Fiona went back into the tent.

"Isn't it your turn this time, you shameless elf? Shouldn't night watch be done in shifts?"

Vera blinked her big eyes, puffed out her chest, and said, "My job is to warm the master's bed, and your job is to keep watch at night. Isn't that a fair division of labor?"

"What kind of fairness is this?!"

Fiona gritted her teeth in anger, her tail swaying unhappily. Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she took small steps to Mu Qiu, offered him the tip of her long, thin tail, and waved it in front of him.

"Master, would you like to pet me? Elves don't have tails, you know?"

Mu Qiu reached out and touched Fiona's dragon tail, then clicked his tongue under the red-haired girl's expectant gaze: "The tip of your tail is all scales, isn't it... It's not as soft as I imagined. Can I touch the top part?"

"No, that won't do!"

Fiona blushed and withdrew her dragon tail.

"Give me a grateful pat on the tip of your tail! What's with that disgusted look and that overly demanding tone?!"

Mu Qiu actually thought it felt pretty good, like touching a small lizard, but he didn't want Fiona to get too proud, so he said, "If it's just a pointed tail, there's nothing to touch, is there? I think you're more suited to do the night watch tonight, right?"

Although Fiona knew that she would most likely be on night watch again, the thought of Vera sleeping while she was on watch made her feel a little resentful.

This mindset is like when you're riding your bicycle and see your best friend sitting in a Land Rover, laughing, and you even wave to her.

"Anyway, the Holy Maiden will be keeping watch!"

Fiona felt she deserved a night's rest and said loudly, "The Saintess certainly won't come in. Since she's keeping watch for us outside, I don't need to keep watch, right?"

Vera rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "She's not our master's slave. Who knows what she might do while we're asleep... And how can you, a mere knight, be so trusting of a saintess you've just met!"

Mu Qiu then pointed behind Fiona.

“Fiona, Miss Serafia doesn’t seem to agree with you.”

"?"

Fiona was taken aback. She turned around in the direction Mu Qiu pointed, only to see the blonde saintess with her eyes covered by a black cloth lift the curtain and walk in.

A clear and melodious voice slowly rose up:

"Sir traveler, could you please give me some private space?"

"of course can."

Mu Qiu nodded.

The tent is large enough that even a small area could be set aside for Miss Serafia.

Just as he was about to point to the corner next to Fiona, he saw Seraphia walk towards him, mark an area next to Mu Qiu with her toe, and whisper, "Traveler, I think this spot is good, is it alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Mu Qiu had no objection, but he was a little puzzled as to why this Miss Serafia was so afraid of getting too close to Fiona and Vera, and was always trying to get closer to him.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Traveler."

Serafia clasped her hands together, nodded gently, and smiled faintly: "May Mother Earth bless you."

Vera then took the opportunity to nudge her lip at Fiona: "Fiona, it's your turn to keep watch now, isn't it?"

"Well!"

Fiona was taken aback that the Saintess would so brazenly enter a tent with men inside. Her beautiful eyes widened slightly as she stared in Serafia's direction: "Your Excellency! Are you really going to sleep with our master?"

Serafia gently sat down on the cushioned floor, removed the priestess's robes, and a faint holy light appeared in her other hand, obscuring Vera and Fiona's vision. Her voice was soft as she spoke:

“Yes, I trust the Traveler’s character. Also, Miss Knight, you don’t need to keep watch outside anymore. I just cast two seventh-tier Guardian Divine Spells outside, which will last for twelve hours. Until then, no monsters here can get close.”

Mu Qiu couldn't help but look at Serafia, his eyelids twitching slightly.

From his angle, he could see the Saintess's side breasts perfectly!

Your holy light is blocking it as if you haven't blocked it at all!

After Serafia removed the priest's robe and crawled into bed, the holy light in her hands quickly dissipated, but her ears turned slightly red.