Chapter 488
According to the typical plot of a fantasy novel, events should have unfolded like this:
While investigating the dark disciples, the main character's adventuring team and an opposing adventuring team were finally forced to band together, resisting against this evil . Yet, the enemy was far too powerful, and the adventurers were unable to win . At this moment of despair, a certain person arrived…
"And then it's the fun time to activate one's cheat and fight the boss . The most common cheats include the male lead having incredible plot armor, or some sudden elite reinforcements . More reasonable plots would be something like a certain priest using their own life force for something like a God's Descent . It would be even better if the priest is a beautiful female priestess instead . That might even get some tears from the audience . Oh, right, and if the female lead doesn't have enough popularity, it's perfectly fine to have her sacrifice herself, which will both satisfy the audience as well as give a great chance to the secondary female character . It will even give the male lead a reason to explode in anger, which is so great for the plot! Although it's cliché, it's really practical . "
"…Indeed, those stories about legends mostly have such clichés . I've read many of them, and felt at the time that they were quite hot-blooded . I was especially sympathetic whenever the female lead died . I never expected that there were such tropes hidden behind the story . Hearing a great speaker is truly better than reading ten years of books . You are truly an outstanding scholar . "
The dragon lich Winlair kept nodding and praising my comments . He didn't even consider how—if things really developed like they would in a cliché story—he himself would have been the evil boss who mysteriously got somehow killed off by the hero .
Of course, we were just talking about random stuff right now . Both of us knew perfectly well that stories were just stories, and reality was reality . In this world, there was no such thing as the weak defeating the stronger . Winning simply by giving one's all was something that would only fool a child . The winner would definitely have something that helped him to succeed, even if it was only luck .
"Maybe you think it's ridiculous how fast and cheat-like his progress is, and how much glory he's receiving . But, perhaps you simply haven't seen his own advantages and how hard he's working in secret . "
People always tended to ignore how the powerful would always have so many accumulated failures before they reached the peak . As for the lucky brats that gained power through a one-time miracle, they would typically believe themselves to be harem protagonists favored by the world, and constantly challenge opponents too strong for them to handle . Such people would never live long in reality .
From a certain standpoint, White and the other holy knights were quite lucky . If they had met a dragon lich with a normal personality, they would all be dead already . Perhaps today would be a good lesson for them .
"Is it really alright to just toss them there on the ground?"
"It's fine, it's fine . I never expected that the Legend-ranked holy knights of this generation would be so weak . A simple negative energy wave knocked them all unconscious in a single attack . They probably didn't even see my face . Anyways, little girl, are you really a Gold Elf? Why does it seem that my negative energy wave even had beneficial effects for you? You're also undead? No, I can clearly sense that you're living . "
Harloys didn't reply, as she still appeared to be angry that I had tried to sell her . So, I was the first to reply to Winlair's question .
"Heh heh, that's a long story . It's some of my personal research accomplishments on the topic of half-undead living creatures . I believe that as a dragon lich, you know the rules . "
Any mage's personal research results would be their most important treasure . Forcefully trying to obtain such information would be the equivalent of declaring an all-out war . Anyone who wanted to obtain information would have to offer equivalent information of their own .
Winlair nodded, and didn't inquire any further . Although he was actually well known for being easy to deal with despite his power level, there still wouldn't have been any equal negotiation to begin with if both parties weren't at the same level .
Dragons were all naturally skilled at seeing through all lies and illusions . Liches also possessed mysterious soul senses . These two information channels helped Winlair to see that something appeared to be off . At the very least, he was unable to see through the gold-haired little girl and the adult man before him . And, anyone that he wasn't able to see through automatically would be incredibly dangerous existences .
The holy knights charged forward the quickest, but they had all been defeated in an instant . And after us were the other adventurers, as well as the three-person team from the Northlands . They weren't in as much of a hurry, so they would arrive only to see the unconscious holy knights on the ground . But since the holy knights had all been defeated in just an instant, they wouldn't be finding out any information here at all .
After all, we had already left this location…
"I never expected that you would agree to enter my home . This is a dragon nest, after all . "
The hole in the mountain had been magically sealed up again . Winlair walked in front with an oil lamp, while we as guests followed him close after .
"My apologies . I forgot that you guys don't have the ability to see in the dark . "
Winlair suddenly snapped his fingers, lighting up all the magical oil lamps in the corridor . It was now revealed that we were walking through a corridor with countless paintings on the wall . And, this corridor was just about to reach its end .
"Ka-shing!"
All the lamps on the walls were lighted up to reveal a gigantic hallway that was extravagantly and opulently decorated . The only insufficiency was that many stone gargoyles were currently working to repair the ceiling . It would seem that this was the location that suffered the most damage from Harloys' explosion . And, looking at the "treasures" around us, this place was either the dragon lich's treasury, or his bedroom .
Sculptures, paintings, and oil paintings could be seen everywhere . Everything was in the elven style . There were also plenty of the wood elves' wooden crafts . It would seem that this dragon lich was truly a pure elf-loving otaku .
But, the most ridiculous part was…
"Hey, Winlair, are you Korean or Thai? …Cough, I mean to ask, are you using the physical appearance of an elven female? But from your voice, aren't you a male dragon?"
"I was previously a male dragon while I was alive . However, gender is meaningless after death, and the pursuit of beauty is the only desire I had in life . Since I focused completely on elven beauty while I was alive, it was only natural that I choose the most beautiful elven form possible as my humanoid form . "
Winlair was about as tall as a normal elf, but "he" had sexy curves comparable to that of a succubus . His elf form's silky and smooth golden hair was in the royal curly style, and his figure possessed outstanding pure beauty, and was a figure that any elf would be jealous of . His smile also appeared quite alluring .
If it hadn't been for the fact that he couldn't fake his low and thick soulvoice, I would have thought that he was a miniature version of the Gold Elf queen .
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