Chapter 464. Helpers
Chapter 464. Helpers
"What a fantastic fruit!" Myne mutters excitedly. "Perhaps I could convince Fenrir to buy a few dozen from her mother. With that kindhearted lady's personality, I'm sure she wouldn't mind giving me some." He exhaled deeply, then examined the ring in his palm. After a moment's contemplation, he slipped it onto the index finger of his left hand.
"Sigh, if this keeps up, by my twentieth birthday, both hands will be completely covered in rings. If I wore them on all ten fingers, I'd look like a clown!" Despite these concerns, Myne couldn't help but tremble slightly with excitement. He decided not to dwell on such things in this happy moment and quickly began pouring mana into the ring.
As he did, he realized that when 30% of his total body mana (excluding mana in his inventory) entered the ring, one of the gems on its surface would light up with a faint golden glow. With a simple thought, he could also sense that he could easily summon a clone of himself at any moment now.
Thanks to his inventory, as soon as 30% of his body mana was absorbed by the ring, his inventory would automatically refill his body to maximum capacity before the ring began absorbing mana again. This way, all of his clones would receive 30% of his full 100%, not a proportionally reduced version.
For example, if it was someone else in his place, then the second clone would receive 30% from his remaining 70% (considered a full 100%), and so on. Your next chapter awaits on empire
Soon, when three of the five rubies on the ring lit up, Myne stopped pouring mana and activated the ability. With a loud bang, three dark holes of size around 1000 mm × 1000 mm ( a normal manhole size ) materialized two meters above the ground in mid-air. The next moment with a thud sound, three figures fall from those holes before Myne, and each is the exact replica of him.
"Sigh that was quite a cool way of entry, by the way, I didn't expect to be this incredibly handsome... No wonder attracting girls is so easy for me," Myne spoke in his mind, closely observing his clones. His voice was directly transmitted to all three, who promptly nodded their heads in agreement.
[ Name: Myne Fortuna (Clone No. 1)
LV: 40 (125)
Race: Hume
Gender: Male
Age: 1 Minute
Lifespan: One Day
Skills:
Slot First: Empty
Slot Second: Empty
Slot Third: Empty
Special Note: The host can grant his clones any desired skill from his own repertoire. The same skill can be copied onto all clones without affecting the host's original skillset. ]
"Got it, Boss. Big Sis is in safe and responsible hands. After today, she'll never be able to be mad at us again." With that assurance, No. 2 stepped through the portal Myne had opened, leading directly into Maya's bedroom.
"Finally, No. 3. I don't think further instructions are necessary for you, right? You surely understand your task by now?" Myne inquired with a smile.
"If my task involves taking care of Gwen and her mother, then rest assured, Boss. Our little succubus will be so satisfied and happy by day's end that she won't be able to stop smiling," Clone No. 3 confirmed, nodding at Myne before entering the portal leading to a random alley beside the Inn where Gwen and her mother resided.
"Now, with everything seemingly under control, only Garnet, Fenrir, and Velvet remained. Velvet still had a few hours of sleep left, and sending a clone to Fenrir was too risky. By any chance, if she recognizes it, I might not be able to explain it, let alone ask for forgiveness... By the way, I remember, Clone No. 2 might be in a similar predicament with Big Sis, who is also a mysterious big shot.
If she examines him seriously, there is a chance that she might find some clues. I hope everything goes well, otherwise the next time I meet her, it won't be easy to escape from her heavy beating."
"Forget it, there is no point in thinking about these kinds of things. What I urgently need to do is not worry about future problems but collect my treasure," After making up his mind, Myne hurriedly swam toward the left leg of the statue. He moved aside a small rock leaning against the wall and pulled out a small golden box adorned with a dozen or so colourful gems.
It exuded an air of extreme luxury.
"Hehehe, let's see what we have here." Rubbing his hands together, a grin stretching across his face, Myne was about to open the box when, however, a moment of clarity struck, and he realized that he was still underwater. Once the box was opened, it surely wouldn't end well.
After thinking for a while, Myne hurriedly opened a portal to a random alleyway in the capital city's centre area. There, he hurriedly cleaned himself, cast an illusion to shield his surroundings from prying eyes, removed his wet clothes, and changed into a decent outfit before swiftly exiting the alley.
He inquired about the city's most luxurious inn and, after a ten-minute search, arrived at the most luxurious and biggest five-story Inn in the entire capital city, The Radiant Rose Retreat, which boasted of fulfilling any guest's desires, as long as they weren't unreasonable.
Myne had to admit that at least the welcoming service was impeccable. They indeed left no room for complaint, from being served by a half-naked beauty to receiving VIP treatment as if he were the king of the kingdom, which even left Myne speechless. However, this preferential treatment only began after they saw his wealth.
Before that, the seven soldiers in full body armour didn't even let him come near the door of the Inn, let's not talk about other things.
After having a brief chat with the personal maid assigned to him, a middle-aged beautiful halfling from the Cow-Tribe, whom Myne obviously chose himself, refusing the young and beautiful girl from the Wolf-Tribe, Myne learned everything he wanted to know about the inn. While engaging with his personal maid in his guest room, Myne discovered that the inn was indeed a heaven for rich people.
Here, you could get anything as long as you had money. Nothing was impossible. If the price was decent enough, the owner was more than willing to sell his own daughters or wives, let alone anything else.
After having a brief chat with his assigned personal maid, a middle-aged beautiful halfling from the cow tribe (whom Myne chose himself while refusing a young and beautiful girl from the wolf tribe), did felt satisfied. There was no other choice for him.
Myne would rather eat a middle-aged woman with I-cup size ultra colossal breasts, which were so big that the woman had to put a lot of effort into standing straight, whom god knows how many people had f*cked before, rather than doing anything with a flat-chested girl.
Back to the topic, after a brief chat with his personal maid in his private guest room, while banging her hard, Myne learned everything he wanted to know about the inn. To summarize, the inn was indeed a paradise for the wealthy. As long as you had the money, anything was obtainable. Here, nothing was impossible.
With a hefty enough price tag, the owner is more than willing to sell his own daughters or wives, let alone anything else.
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