Chapter 74: Three People Doing Big Things Together at Night
Has the pervert finally revealed his true colors?!
This was Leona’s first thought.
She immediately spread her arms protectively in front of Flora, glaring at Abyss. “You pervert! You finally couldn’t hold back anymore! I’ll never let you touch Flora! If you want to do anything… do it to me! Leave Flora alone!”
“You’re definitely involved, but it would be better if Flora joined us too,” Abyss said, not showing any remorse, but scooting to the center of the bed. “One on each side, lie down. We have serious business to attend to.”
Leona’s face flushed red. “Have you no shame?! What do you take us for?! We’re not that kind of girl!” she accused.
“I’m not casual either… Oh, I didn’t tell you beforehand because I didn’t want you to feel pressured while bathing. This will work better if you’re relaxed. Especially you, Leona. You need to be completely relaxed,” Abyss pleaded, clasping his hands together. “Please help me out. I’ll treat you to dinner tomorrow!”
“So you rented that luxurious bathroom for this?!”
“It’s my first time doing something like this, so it’s better to be safe than sorry.”
“I misjudged you! You’re just a scheming pervert! And you said you wanted to fulfill our wishes! You just want to trick us into liking you, don’t you!”
“Huh?” Abyss looked bewildered. “How did I become a pervert? I won’t touch you inappropriately…”
“No foreplay?! Don’t you know how to cherish a girl?!”
“Abyss… You haven’t told us what you’re planning to do…”
While Leona was about to challenge Abyss to a duel, Flora, who had been silent, realized that he wasn’t planning anything untoward. He genuinely had serious business in mind.
“Oh, look at me, not explaining properly,” Abyss said, slapping his forehead. “I don’t know what Leona misunderstood, but what I need you to do is simply sleep next to me—I’m going to talk to the Lord of Submergence in the dream realm.”
“You’re targeting me!” Leona said, feeling both embarrassed and angry.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Abyss apologized profusely. “I’m not treating you as tools. If you don’t want to do it, it’s fine. The only connection between the Lord of Submergence and this world is through you anyway, he can’t go anywhere else…”
“That’s not what I meant…” Leona’s voice trailed off.
“What exactly do we need to do?” Flora asked, amused by Leona’s flustered reaction. She walked over to Abyss’s left side, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at him with a smile.
Flora’s figure, clad in a bathrobe, was captivating. Without any other clothes underneath, the robe accentuated her youthful curves. However, Abyss seemed too preoccupied with his plan to notice.
Seeing Flora sitting on the bed, looking like Abyss’s blushing bride, Leona puffed out her cheeks and climbed onto the other side of the bed, kicking off her slippers.
“Hurry up and tell us. I… I can’t wait to deal with that giant jellyfish!”
She kicked Abyss impatiently with her bare feet.
Abyss, who had probably been planning this for a long time, started explaining as soon as Flora and Leona asked. “Since you’re both willing to help, I’ll explain. Currently, the only connection the Lord of Submergence has to this world is that mask, the Face of Hell, which has recognized Leona as its master. So our plan begins with her.”
He pointed to the bedside table, where a cloth-wrapped object lay. It was the Face of Hell. Abyss had retrieved it while Leona was bathing, wrapping it in cloth to prevent the maid from touching it and causing trouble. After finishing his quick twenty-minute bath, he had come to the room and guarded the artifact, waiting for the girls to return.
“Later, we’ll hold hands and lie in bed. I’ll use the necromantic bond to soothe your minds. Even though you don’t need sleep as undead, my magic will induce a natural slumber,” Abyss said, taking Flora and Leona’s hands. “Leona, you need to wear the Face of Hell beforehand to establish a strong connection with the Lord of Submergence. This way, when all three of us fall asleep, there’s a high chance we’ll encounter him in the dream realm and be able to communicate with him.”
“What’s the point of communicating with that giant jellyfish? Isn’t he brain-dead?” Leona asked, puzzled.
“He’s not very intelligent. Most of his consciousness is based on his primal instincts as a creature, but he’s not completely incapable of communication. He can mimic human speech and intentionally establish trade relationships, indicating that he can think rationally, perhaps at the level of a child,” Abyss explained. “I’m the first person on this continent to study the dreams of the undead. My research has shown that, within a follower’s dreams, I, as the master, have a higher authority. Perhaps, through Leona as a conduit, I can communicate with the Lord of Submergence as an equal.”
“If he’s willing to sit down and talk to us civilly, we can discuss what he wants and see if we can reach an agreement.”
“If he’s not willing to talk, then Leona and I will beat him until he is.”
“Flora, you have two tasks. First, during my negotiations with the Lord of Submergence, use your diplomatic skills to support me… Maybe that’s not the right word, but something similar. Second, if my plan fails and we can’t defeat him, use your Divine Arts to pull Leona and me out—or seal us temporarily to prevent him from using our bodies to escape. Of course, that’s a last resort.”
Divine Arts users underwent rigorous mental resistance training due to the possibility of battling black magic users. High-ranking Divine Arts users, with the help of the gods, were practically immune to illusions and could resist most forms of mind control. Flora, as the most talented Divine Arts user in history, naturally possessed exceptional mental fortitude.
“I understand,” Flora said, nodding seriously. Abyss’s plan was crazy, but she was used to his style. Cautious yet bold, he preferred simple and effective methods, but he never charged in blindly.
“Are we going to fight the giant jellyfish?” Leona asked, eager for a challenge. “If you can give me another good fight tonight, I might even praise you!”
“If he’s not willing to talk nicely, I guarantee you’ll have a blast tonight,” Abyss said, squeezing Leona’s hand excitedly.
Flora blinked, listening to their conversation. Something felt a bit off.
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