Chapter 137: Bone Dragon Transaction

【Minotaur Undead's Gratitude: Gained Power Boost, Gained Affinity with Bovine Creatures】

The same blessing light fell not only on Rod, but also on the elf Caliste.

However, she then cast a spell to forcibly dispel the blessing.

"What are you doing?"

"I need neither a blessing of affinity, nor one of strength."

She said, expressionless.

Rod didn't really understand them — perhaps it was some elven habit again.

【'Affinity with Bovine Creatures' influenced by 'Allure Fluids' and Charisma, evolved into 'Bull's Charm'】

【Bull's Charm】

【Details: A native spiritual art hidden within the minotaur bloodline. Those who possess this skill are more easily fallen in love with by married women.

Legend has it that the minotaur bull-headed folk are the offspring of a certain human queen's adultery with a bull. Minotaurs, born bearing the stigma of 'illicit union', suffered greatly from it, and came to loathe all acts of betrayal — they are steadfast monogamists.】

"."

So the bull-headed folk have been remodelled into pure-love warriors.

After all, it was the dead of night.

The two did not linger; they soon bade farewell to Naurin and returned to their own home.

On the way, Caliste expressed her desire to observe his transaction with the bone dragon on the spot, to see if she could uncover any clues.

The fact that the trade goods were a large quantity of essence, Rod had not told her.

For a moment, he was genuinely a little hesitant.

But considering that the bone dragon Megan was, after all, a dangerous cosmic being — heaven knew what petty schemes she was plotting behind the scenes — he permitted Caliste's observation.

One night later.

Rod, the elf, and the succubus gathered in one room.

Caliste's gaze looked as though she were staring at dog shit.

Arms crossed over her chest, her expression was sour, and even carried disgust and disdain.

"This is what you call the trade goods?"

She pointed at a glass bottle on the table laced with magical aura, filled to the brim with a milky-white, milk-like substance.

Rod spread his hands helplessly.

"Don't look at me like that — it was the other party's demand, nothing to do with me."

Tonight, he planned to carry out the transaction with the bone dragon.

Before that, he had specifically sought a divination from the half-deer Miss Xiao Ke, and only dared to proceed after receiving the result of 'no danger'.

"…Trash."

Caliste murmured.

Although she very much wanted to walk away on the spot, the observation had, after all, been her own proposal.

Going back on her word went against her habits.

"That bone dragon wouldn't happen to be a succubus, would she?"

Tally said, stroking her chin in speculation.

She kept sneaking peeks at that jar, her heart full of reluctance and dissatisfaction.

That was something I personally squeezed out — why should it be given to another woman?!

Rod said no more.

After Caliste had set up the arrays for detection and appraisal, he took out a black bone.

This was the marker Megan the bone dragon had given him.

It was mainly used to open an other-dimensional passage.

He infused it with spiritual energy to activate it.

After a brief glow, the bone levitated in mid-air, then gradually transformed into a basin-sized other-dimensional passage.

"It's Rod, ah… hehe, I thought you were going to violate our contract."

The moment it opened, the bone dragon Megan's sexy, mature voice drifted out from within.

Her words carried a hint of contempt and mockery.

"How could I? Lady Megan, this is the essence as agreed."

Rod handed the glass jar in.

"Mm, not bad, good of you to know your place… How come there's a woman's saliva inside? And a succubus with the bloodline of a Grand Duke, no less."

No way around it.

The intensity from Tally's hand area alone wasn't quite enough.

The assistance of her mouth was still needed — part of the jar's contents had been spat out from the succubus's mouth.

God knows how much she secretly ate herself.

"…The stuff isn't pure enough, little Rod."

"Then what does Lady Megan mean?"

"Honestly, what am I to do with you — top it up on the spot. Stick the thing in, I'll freshly squeeze it myself."

"."

Caliste's expression, which had been intently watching the spell's reactions, soured several degrees more, and gained a touch of awkwardness.

Tally, meanwhile, turned her face away in displeasure and gave a soft hmph.

She was all for her master's continent-stamp-collecting plan, but the prerequisite was that she had to be part of it. The current situation was nothing but stealing food from her mouth, without even giving her a share — as if she could possibly be satisfied.

The elf gave Rod a subtle shake of her head.

"Sending part of your body into a spatial rift is absolutely not a good choice."

【Message Art】 slipped into his ear.

"What? What are you hesitating about? Am I not pretty enough? Last time your eyes never left my chest."

Rod immediately told the two of them that she was slandering him.

She's slandering me.

Still, before releasing 【Soul-Bond Chains】, it was hard to refuse.

Just to be safe.

Rod used 【Flesh Proliferation】 to grow an extra one.

The sight left Lady Kali staring in stunned disbelief, her beautiful eyes wide.

No time to mind her shock.

Tally obediently came over and rubbed it straight.

During this, a blush crept over the elf's ears, and she turned her gaze away with a cold face.

Sigh.

Rod silently let out a breath.

What kind of image can I possibly have left in front of her from now on?

Though there wasn't much of an image to begin with.

His bear-waist straightened.

And thrust into the spatial rift.

"Whoa! Now that's sturdy!"

The bone dragon Megan let out an exaggerated exclamation, "How would you like me to do it? Hands? Feet? Or perhaps a bone dragon's claws?"

"Whatever is convenient for you, Lady Megan."

"That won't do — I told you, I need your massive lust, and if it's half-hearted the quality just won't pass muster."

"... Then hands it is."

Actually, Rod had wanted to say the bone dragon's claws.

But with an elf present, for the sake of what little image he had left, he decided to make the sacrifice.

Then.

Came the sensation of two soft palms gripping him, one in front and one behind.

It began.

Rod had absolutely no mood for it at this point — he just wanted to get it over with.

Not long after.

Done.

"Mmm, quality is so-so. Young man Rod, be honest — don't you like hands?"

Rod refused to answer her.

"Lady Megan, can we wrap this up? I still have things to attend to on my end."

"Fine, fine, I'll let it slide this time."

Surprisingly easy to talk to.

Then, a bone taller than a person was tossed out of the spatial rift.

Judging by the shape of its edges, it looked like a rib, but it was unnaturally straight.

It contained extremely violent gravity spirituality within.

"This time's payment — a small section of Leviathan's rib. It should be quite valuable in human society. Well, see you next time."

Having said that.

Megan didn't wait for Rod's response, and closed the rift on her own.

The cabin fell into a brief silence.

"Did you find anything?"

Rod broke the awkwardness.

By proactively asking Lady Kali.

"Yes."

The other party dismissed her spell. "I found that you're a hopeless pervert."

"I didn't mean to provoke her."

The elf said coldly again:

"Can't tell anything for now. I'll keep looking for information, but don't get your hopes up. Besides, you were enjoying it, weren't you?"

Having said that.

She couldn't wait to leave the cabin.

She slammed the door especially hard — bang! — knocking over the ornaments on the windowsill.

Rod sat on the bed.

So awkward it left him feeling emotionally drained.

Tally walked over and reached into his pants.

"Don't put the extra one away yet — I want to use both sides together."

"No."

"Nooo~ Mas~~ter~~~"

Coaxing, she transformed into Lady Kali's appearance.

That sour face, tinged with allure, held its own charm.

"Human, let me test your limits."

(End of chapter)