Lucy sat in her office chair, stirring her coffee while looking at the documents on the table with a satisfied look on her face.
This was the first time Lugh had seen such a relaxed expression on her face.
However, the moment she saw Lugh, she stood up.
“Major Lugh, why are you here?”
“I should be the one asking you this.”
“I’m bored at home.”
If she was bored, she would come to work.
Lugh felt that Lucy had the tendency to be single for the rest of her life.
“What about you, Major v?”
“I’m bored too. I came here to take a look. I might have to go to Hepeng Valley to hone my combat skills,” Lugh said, “Recently, I saw an old senior who gave me some pointers. Regarding combat skills, I feel that I still need to strengthen my combat skills.”
‘Do you still need to strengthen my combat skills?’
The corner of Lucy’s mouth twitched.
She felt that if Lugh continued to be stronger, he would not give anyone a chance to live.
“I’ll go with you,” Lucy said. “It just so happens that I also want to go to Hepeng Valley.”
“Okay.”
Although the members of the 14th emergency team were on vacation, there were still people in the barracks.
Other than that, there was also the logistics personnel of the 14th team who were not on vacation.
Lugh brought Lucy to the cafeteria, and many people greeted him along the way.
They sat in the cafeteria, and only Lucy could sit opposite him.
The other subordinates carried their plates and left him far away.
After dinner, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the military camp.
Lugh summoned the Stormhawk, and Lucy jumped onto its claws.
“My Black-Gold Eagle’s speed is not as fast as the Stormhawk.”
“Mm.”
Lugh nodded, jumped on the Stormhawk, and flew directly to Hepeng Valley.
In the past half a year, Lugh’s strength had not decreased even after encircling and annihilating the disciples of the Beast God Cult.
Among them, there were the Berserk Bear, Rainbow-Colored Glazed Psychedelic Butterfly, Bloodthirsty Hell Vine, and the Void Spirit. All of them had leveled up to Middle-grade Platinum.
The Stormhawk, which was responsible for scouting in the wild, had mostly leveled up to High-grade Platinum.
Among the four Middle-grade Platinum pet beasts, the Rainbow-Colored Glazed Psychedelic Butterfly was the closest to High-grade Platinum.
After all, it had eaten almost all of the thousands of members of the Beast God Cult.
Sitting on the blood-red rattan chair, Lugh looked up and saw the starry sky.
A glass of fresh fruit juice after dinner was also a good treatment.
Seeing that Lucy was done with her work, Lugh asked, “Oh right, how are your Ice Moon Elf and Netherworld Phantom Cat?”
The last time they ate the Spirit Fruit, the Ice Moon Elf and Netherworld Phantom Cat fell into hibernation.
Lucy said that the two pet beasts needed some time to digest the energy in the Spirit Fruit and improve themselves.
“The Netherworld Phantom Cat said that it feels good… But the Ice Moon Elf seems to have a problem.”
“Let me see.”
“Okay.”
Lucy summoned the Ice Moon Elf and the Netherworld Phantom Cat.
The moment the Netherworld Phantom Cat appeared, it did not even glance at Lucy. It trotted to Lugh’s side and intimately rubbed his thigh.
Lugh smiled and stroked its back. It lay next to Lugh’s feet and let out a comfortable whimper.
With just a glance, Lugh saw the Netherworld Phantom Cat’s stats.
Its luck was pretty good, raising its growth potential to Emperor-level Low-tier.
If Lucy could properly nurture it, not to mention becoming an Emperor Beast, the chances of her becoming an Emperor-level Beast Master were quite high.
The Spirit Fruit might have an uncontrollable effect on pet beasts.
As for the Ice Moon Elf, after consuming the Spirit Fruit, it didn’t say that it didn’t improve, but that it was improving in the wrong direction.
Just like many girls who ate delicious food all day long, some girls’ fat would accumulate on their stomachs, thighs, and even their chins, but a small portion of girls’ fat would accumulate in different places.
Perhaps this analogy was a little biased.
However, the current Ice Moon Elf was in such a situation.
Its growth potential was still Emperor-tier, but its combat talent had improved.
It had a Rare-grade potential, solid ice, and it had reached the Peerless grade.
It was not sure whether it was lucky or unlucky.
However, if it only had one chance, the Ice Moon Elf’s luck would definitely be bad.
At the very least, she wouldn’t be as good as the Netherworld Phantom Cat.
For the Ice Moon Elf who also had the potential to grow as a King Top-tier, obtaining the potential to grow as an Emperor Low-tier was the best outcome.
Under Lugh’s sharp gaze, the Ice Moon Elf lowered its head.
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