Chapter 137: Dekan and Friends' Pleasant Evening
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Chapter 137: Dekan and Friends' Pleasant Evening
Faced with a group of tier 8 summons, Isabel didn't hesitate and immediately turned to run. Dekan had "allowed" her to prioritize protecting Dekan's property; the cards temporarily lent to her by Dekan were also considered part of that property. However, the summons that scared off Isabel didn't last long. Right after Evans mounted the flying dragon and soared into the sky, he released the summoning status of the other creatures, bringing them all back to him.
On the ground, Isabel seemed to have no intention of pursuing. Her job was already done. She had successfully held Evans back for a while and reported Evans's exact location to the headquarters.
As soon as Evans returned to the sky, he wasn’t able to even stand firmly and half-knelt on the back of the flying dragon. Now, not only was his mana exhausted, but due to overusing mana, his body suffered indescribable damage, and even his life felt precarious.
Nevertheless, the heavily gasping Evans thought to himself, "Finally escaped."
However, just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief...
For some reason, he felt that the sky seemed to darken again. Even the last faint starlight and moonlight were instantly blocked. In the clouds, a magic airship gradually descended, breaking through the mist and revealing its form.
Evans stared into the sky at the magic airship directly above, his expression becoming horrified.
Although this was a civilian magic airship and theoretically not a significant threat, things began to fall like dumplings from the airship!
The falling objects danced with the wind, covering an increasingly wider area. It was as if they were casting an unavoidable fishing net.
Evans finally saw what these falling objects were.
"La-La-La-La-La vida sola vi-vivirás!"
Accompanied by a bizarre melody, the countless dolls, falling freely, sang the strange tune in unison, resembling a choir.
Watching the dolls that covered him like an inescapable net, Evans felt his head was about to explode. They were undoubtedly the last thing Evans wanted to see at this moment!! All of them were "Captain Durrkan"!
Looking at all the falling Captain Durrkans Evans felt a sense of despair. He had nowhere to hide!!
"Okay!"
Dekan didn't initially expect he could replicate the effects of the Shadow Worlds in the real world. For a moment, he felt somewhat unable to distinguish between the real world and the Shadow Worlds. This world was so dreamlike, so beautiful.
Dekan leisurely leaned back in his chair, glancing sideways at Cornelia. He saw her engrossed in watching the fireworks with widened eyes. From time to time, she would hand him a piece of her snack before stuffing another piece onto Cat Teacher's face. As her attention was on the fireworks, she pressed the snack onto Cat Teacher's nose, eliciting a furious feline growl.
"Hff," Dekan couldn't help but chuckle softly. This caught Cornelia's attention, and as she turned her head. Her gaze met Dekan's.
"What, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, just feeling that today, though a bit tiring, is not bad."
Although the labor was strenuous, it was precisely in these moments of leisure and tranquility after work that one could truly feel the joy of being alive. Soon, they saw Croix flying over from a distance. His expression looked somewhat weary. Besides the Snow Princess, Croix was probably the most exhausted today. Dekan and Cornelia waved happily at him.
"Come, come quickly! The fireworks haven't ended yet!"
Croix, with a slightly tired smile, walked over and took a seat on another empty chair.
"We should be able to stay a few more days in Tristin City and enjoy the remaining good times of this trip!"
"Great!"
"In that case, I'll have to bring out another food map now!"
...
Vaguely hearing the conversation between the three, Tristin’s Lord Viscount Lampard, sitting far away and watching the fireworks, couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He pressed his lips together, lowered his head, then furrowed his brow and raised it again. He felt like he wanted to express something, but it was stuck in his throat. He didn't know where to start complaining because, no matter where, he found it all too strange!
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Chapter 137: Dekan and Friends' Pleasant Evening
Faced with a group of tier 8 summons, Isabel didn't hesitate and immediately turned to run. Dekan had "allowed" her to prioritize protecting Dekan's property; the cards temporarily lent to her by Dekan were also considered part of that property. However, the summons that scared off Isabel didn't last long. Right after Evans mounted the flying dragon and soared into the sky, he released the summoning status of the other creatures, bringing them all back to him.
On the ground, Isabel seemed to have no intention of pursuing. Her job was already done. She had successfully held Evans back for a while and reported Evans's exact location to the headquarters.
As soon as Evans returned to the sky, he wasn’t able to even stand firmly and half-knelt on the back of the flying dragon. Now, not only was his mana exhausted, but due to overusing mana, his body suffered indescribable damage, and even his life felt precarious.
Nevertheless, the heavily gasping Evans thought to himself, "Finally escaped."
However, just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief...
For some reason, he felt that the sky seemed to darken again. Even the last faint starlight and moonlight were instantly blocked. In the clouds, a magic airship gradually descended, breaking through the mist and revealing its form.
Evans stared into the sky at the magic airship directly above, his expression becoming horrified.
Although this was a civilian magic airship and theoretically not a significant threat, things began to fall like dumplings from the airship!
The falling objects danced with the wind, covering an increasingly wider area. It was as if they were casting an unavoidable fishing net.
Evans finally saw what these falling objects were.
"La-La-La-La-La vida sola vi-vivirás!"
Accompanied by a bizarre melody, the countless dolls, falling freely, sang the strange tune in unison, resembling a choir.
Watching the dolls that covered him like an inescapable net, Evans felt his head was about to explode. They were undoubtedly the last thing Evans wanted to see at this moment!! All of them were "Captain Durrkan"!
Looking at all the falling Captain Durrkans Evans felt a sense of despair. He had nowhere to hide!!
"Okay!"
Dekan didn't initially expect he could replicate the effects of the Shadow Worlds in the real world. For a moment, he felt somewhat unable to distinguish between the real world and the Shadow Worlds. This world was so dreamlike, so beautiful.
Dekan leisurely leaned back in his chair, glancing sideways at Cornelia. He saw her engrossed in watching the fireworks with widened eyes. From time to time, she would hand him a piece of her snack before stuffing another piece onto Cat Teacher's face. As her attention was on the fireworks, she pressed the snack onto Cat Teacher's nose, eliciting a furious feline growl.
"Hff," Dekan couldn't help but chuckle softly. This caught Cornelia's attention, and as she turned her head. Her gaze met Dekan's.
"What, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, just feeling that today, though a bit tiring, is not bad."
Although the labor was strenuous, it was precisely in these moments of leisure and tranquility after work that one could truly feel the joy of being alive. Soon, they saw Croix flying over from a distance. His expression looked somewhat weary. Besides the Snow Princess, Croix was probably the most exhausted today. Dekan and Cornelia waved happily at him.
"Come, come quickly! The fireworks haven't ended yet!"
Croix, with a slightly tired smile, walked over and took a seat on another empty chair.
"We should be able to stay a few more days in Tristin City and enjoy the remaining good times of this trip!"
"Great!"
"In that case, I'll have to bring out another food map now!"
...
Vaguely hearing the conversation between the three, Tristin’s Lord Viscount Lampard, sitting far away and watching the fireworks, couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He pressed his lips together, lowered his head, then furrowed his brow and raised it again. He felt like he wanted to express something, but it was stuck in his throat. He didn't know where to start complaining because, no matter where, he found it all too strange!
Chapter 137: Dekan and Friends' Pleasant EveningFaced with a group of tier 8 summons, Isabel didn't hesitate and immediately turned to run. Dekan had "allowed" her to prioritize protecting Dekan's property; the cards temporarily lent to her by Dekan were also considered part of that property. However, the summons that scared off Isabel didn't last long. Right after Evans mounted the flying dragon and soared into the sky, he released the summoning status of the other creatures, bringing them all back to him.On the ground, Isabel seemed to have no intention of pursuing. Her job was already done. She had successfully held Evans back for a while and reported Evans's exact location to the headquarters.As soon as Evans returned to the sky, he wasn't able to even stand firmly and half-knelt on the back of the flying dragon. Now, not only was his mana exhausted, but due to overusing mana, his body suffered indescribable damage, and even his life felt precarious.Nevertheless, the heavily gasping Evans thought to himself, "Finally escaped."However, just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief...For some reason, he felt that the sky seemed to darken again. Even the last faint starlight and moonlight were instantly blocked. In the clouds, a magic airship gradually descended, breaking through the mist and revealing its form.Evans stared into the sky at the magic airship directly above, his expression becoming horrified.Although this was a civilian magic airship and theoretically not a significant threat, things began to fall like dumplings from the airship!The falling objects danced with the wind, covering an increasingly wider area. It was as if they were casting an unavoidable fishing net.Evans finally saw what these falling objects were."La-La-La-La-La vida sola vi-viviras!"Accompanied by a bizarre melody, the countless dolls, falling freely, sang the strange tune in unison, resembling a choir.Watching the dolls that covered him like an inescapable net, Evans felt his head was about to explode. They were undoubtedly the last thing Evans wanted to see at this moment!! All of them were "Captain Durrkan"!Looking at all the falling Captain Durrkans Evans felt a sense of despair. He had nowhere to hide!!"Okay!"Dekan didn't initially expect he could replicate the effects of the Shadow Worlds in the real world. For a moment, he felt somewhat unable to distinguish between the real world and the Shadow Worlds. This world was so dreamlike, so beautiful.Dekan leisurely leaned back in his chair, glancing sideways at Cornelia. He saw her engrossed in watching the fireworks with widened eyes. From time to time, she would hand him a piece of her snack before stuffing another piece onto Cat Teacher's face. As her attention was on the fireworks, she pressed the snack onto Cat Teacher's nose, eliciting a furious feline growl."Hff," Dekan couldn't help but chuckle softly. This caught Cornelia's attention, and as she turned her head. Her gaze met Dekan's."What, what's the matter?""Nothing, just feeling that today, though a bit tiring, is not bad."Although the labor was strenuous, it was precisely in these moments of leisure and tranquility after work that one could truly feel the joy of being alive. Soon, they saw Croix flying over from a distance. His expression looked somewhat weary. Besides the Snow Princess, Croix was probably the most exhausted today. Dekan and Cornelia waved happily at him."Come, come quickly! The fireworks haven't ended yet!"Croix, with a slightly tired smile, walked over and took a seat on another empty chair."We should be able to stay a few more days in Tristin City and enjoy the remaining good times of this trip!""Great!""In that case, I'll have to bring out another food map now!"...Vaguely hearing the conversation between the three, Tristin's Lord Viscount Lampard, sitting far away and watching the fireworks, couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He pressed his lips together, lowered his head, then furrowed his brow and raised it again. He felt like he wanted to express something, but it was stuck in his throat. He didn't know where to start complaining because, no matter where, he found it all too strange!
