Chapter 3: “Really?”
If it weren’t for the clock by the bed, Reina wouldn’t even know that it was already the next morning when she woke up.
The diary on the living room table, usually used for introducing the world’s lore, clearly indicated one important piece of information:
“The Eternal Night Era.”
The nights were lengthening exponentially, to the point where the sun wouldn’t be seen for years.
Reina lay in bed, fatigue not fully gone, subconsciously checking her body.
Then, it finally hit her: The Dragon King had slept with her!
Before she could even get used to her pure female body, the shameless Dragon King had taken her innocent first time.
Did she suspect she was the protagonist? No, I acted very well. If she knew I was the protagonist, she would have tortured me as she said she would.
Thinking of her beautiful face, Reina suddenly realized: So that’s it, that damned Dragon King just wanted my body.
And that person wanted to come back tomorrow!
“That damn small-fry Dragon King is getting bolder!”
At this moment, Reina was stripped down to her underwear. She lifted the quilt and found her maid uniform neatly folded at the head of the bed. At least the Dragon King was responsible in some ways.
Reina felt a little panicked, a tension that didn’t stem from the surrounding dangers, but from her own physical condition.
She could feel her body, or rather the Dragon Mark, intensely craving a certain substance. As the craving deepened, the Dragon Mark would emit a tingling, electric sensation, like a parasite constantly reminding its host to feed.
But she didn’t know what this craved substance was, and couldn’t even understand if it truly existed in the world.
It was like forgetting the concept of needing to *eat*, making her numb.
Therefore, Reina was now very numb, and she had to find what her body was craving. She started to become anxious.
That Dragon King was truly inhuman!
In her frustration, she glanced at a glass jar on the dining table.
The jar was translucent, containing a reddish-brown heart.
Although it had stopped beating, the clearly visible pulse and strong muscles reflected the robust physique of the heart’s owner.
An ordinary person would undoubtedly think it was a biological heart, wondering whose sick joke it was to place it on the dining table, tempting people’s appetites.
But Reina, having played through the game countless times, knew that it was a trophy from a high-ranking monster: the heart of a Karltstein, commonly known as a Colossus, a super high-combat unit considered a mini-boss encountered in the later stages of the game.
That wasn’t the point…
Reina even confirmed at first glance that the heart was what the Dragon Mark craved most.
Indeed, it only took a glance, as simple as a thirsty person seeing water.
Logic was telling her that she absolutely couldn’t eat the heart and deepen her inhuman transformation. This desire was most likely the Dragon Mark acting up.
The Dragon King was trying to induce her to eat it, so she would grow wings and a tail, completely transforming into a non-human being. And it was highly likely she would be taken by the Dragon King, leading to a series of unsightly defeat CG events!
Anyone would know how dangerous a heart like that was.
But when she came to her senses, she had already opened the jar and taken the first bite.
Reina had expected the heart to taste strange.
But the crisp, springy, and chewy texture of the heart was irresistibly delicious, much like a juicy steak.
“Chew, chew, chew—”
In no time at all, the heart in her hand disappeared, swallowed down.
Suddenly, power surging from the Dragon Mark, like ants or electric currents, began to invade her body. She straightened up, arching her neck back to slightly alleviate the tingling sensation.
An unprecedented feeling of exhilaration coursed through her limbs, her hands and feet, every inch of her skin, and finally every cell of her brain.
Her head felt a little itchy…
“Am I growing a brain?”
Reina recovered from this strange feeling, a blush still on her face.
She reached out and touched her body. Sure enough, on both sides of her head, hidden by her hair, rudimentary horns had already sprouted.
Moreover, the sensation lingered, the desire still present, only temporarily suppressed by the heart.
Hindsight finally kicked in, and her intellect regained control.
“Damn it, what did I just do? Was I just fed?”
Reina felt light all over, her physical strength suddenly increased as if by some kind of grace. She felt she could easily crush an apple – no, maybe even smash a door lock with a single punch.
She subconsciously looked down: A clearly visible “tail” had grown from the Dragon Mark, extending down her chest, emitting a strange purple magic.
“I leveled up?!”
The protagonist in the game would often experience level increases, with qualitative leaps before and after leveling up or breaking through.
It seemed that while the Dragon Mark brought her closer to becoming the Dragon King’s vassal, it also provided a valuable shortcut for leveling up – everyone in this game, including NPCs, had an independent leveling system.
Reina didn’t know whether to be happy or scared.
In any case, if she could level up by “devouring,” she would have a foundation to stand on in this world.
Without the Dragon King, her power increase would require physical training like in her original world, or life-or-death battles, to achieve stable growth.
However, Reina still decided to stay far away from that perverted address book!
She was a lunatic, a hopeless female address book!
Thinking about the Dragon King possibly sleeping with other beautiful girls, Reina felt a pang of jealousy and a sense of defeat from losing a competition for favor. This damned feeling immediately merged with guilt and shame, completely overwhelming Reina’s reason.
Finally, Reina ruffled her hair:
“This broken game, how am I supposed to play this?”
Reina walked to the full-length mirror, intending to get dressed.
Before her, a young girl with a delicate face appeared.
This could no longer be described as mere beauty.
A perfect body, curvaceous yet retaining youthful innocence, paired with that innocent face, resembled an unsophisticated, pure angel, her bluish-green hair naturally falling to both sides.
This was a breathtaking beauty that would even make some of the modern-day femme fatales pale in comparison. Coupled with innocent eyes and shy movements, Reina even wanted to take this lovely girl in the mirror into her arms, cherishing and protecting her like a collectible figure.
But this thought quickly stopped because this beautiful girl was herself.
To confirm something, she lifted her bluish-green hair, revealing the pair of horns before the mirror, suddenly adding a touch of wickedness to the beautiful girl.
And on her fair skin, the Dragon Mark was particularly conspicuous, flickering as if heralding the approach of danger.
She clumsily put on her stockings according to the sequence in her memory, fastening the suspender clips to the lace waistband. The perfect jade-like body didn’t make Reina blush in the slightest. She had no thoughts about her own body.
After putting on her black dress, white apron, and headdress that could conceal her horns, she nodded to herself, her confidence somewhat restored.
The good news was that her consciousness hadn’t become blurred. Her focus, reaction time, and calculation abilities seemed to have improved.
The original demonification would gradually rewrite her personality, eventually turning her into the Dragon King’s plaything completely. Aside from her devastatingly beautiful face, the word “miserable” was practically carved onto her fate.
But now, Reina didn’t feel bad at all, not to the point of needing to lie in bed.
She felt great.
“I can take on ten of them,” Reina said, raising her small fist in a delicate voice. “I’m not afraid even if the Dragon King comes!”
Just then, the door suddenly opened.
And the person who entered was the silver-haired girl, walking in with elegant steps.
She smiled slightly:
“Really?”
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