Chapter 269: Method

"Hehe."

Seeing that Rod showed no reaction.

Sharon climbed up and leaned gently against his knee.

Her cheeks slightly flushed, she looked up, blinking her lively yet pitiful eyes:

"The person I like, at times like this, would complain impatiently but still say something like 'I really can't do anything with you' and eventually find a way to help me solve it."

Her gaze was sincere and humble.

Looking at Rod, her expression held a thousand twists of tenderness and love.

"If you think that saying you like me a couple of times and adding some intimate, spoiled gestures will make me fall for it, you are greatly mistaken."

Rod's expression remained unchanged.

"Tsk!"

Sharon clicked her tongue hard.

If it were a relationship at the level of Tally, Vivian, or Lady Kali, of course, help could be given for free.

If the old, polite, and gentle Sharon could talk, the old puppy girl understood human affairs and wouldn't intend to get something for nothing.

But not now.

This fellow has become too unrestrained in her conduct nowadays.

Like a wild dog.

Who knows when she might take a bite out of you.

Sharon sighed deeply.

With a splat, she lay down again, her head hitting the bones on the ground, blood splashing onto her face.

"How about I give you the spellbook for 【Clone】?"

"I don't need such a thing, and Lady Kali knows this spell."

"Tsk."

Sharon clicked her tongue again, a hint of frost on her face. "Don't talk about other girls in front of a girl, especially that elf woman. Doesn't Rod know the rules of talking to girls?"

"Don't change the subject. I don't want the spellbook."

"Then I don't have much to exchange either. Do you want spell components or something? Hmm, I actually have something here that you might find useful."

She pulled something out of her spell satchel and threw it over.

Rod reached out and caught it.

One look revealed it was a slender bone mask.

The eye sockets were slender fox eyes, with a bone piece on each side resembling fox ears floating outward.

There was no spirituality or magic inside, but a heavy and chaotic power could be felt.

"Psionics?"

"Yes, a psionic mask. Dimia said you consulted with her about psionic items recently. Is it suitable?"

Why does Dimia tell you about my business all day?

Rod shook his head, not paying much attention.

He rubbed the bone mask in his hand.

The construction of a psionic war soul has always lacked a psionic item of sufficient intensity; this is a crucial part of the Tier Seven Spiritual Warrior war soul path.

Such things are very rare.

He had squatted in the market district of the Magic Control Union for over a month and hadn't encountered one.

Come to think of it, it really is quite critical.

"Fine, I'll take it."

Rod agreed.

He took a Yi Mei Mo Fa ring from his spell satchel and activated it.

Invisible spells and magic rippled through the air, followed immediately by the rise of subtle tremors.

Soon, a hemispherical field formed around Rod.

A radius of about six or seven meters.

Inside the field, a small, exquisite cottage could be seen, fully equipped with heating, lighting, and furniture.

In the next moment, the field climbed a layer of color reflecting the surrounding environment, then slowly sank into the ground, leaving only a small portion visible, completely blending with the surroundings.

Outsiders could not tell at all.

"【Leomund's Tiny Hut】? This is a rare item. The Heavenly Court of Flower Kingdom rarely exports such daily-use magic rings."

Sharon said in amazement.

Of course.

Rod laughed inwardly.

Precisely because the Heavenly Court of Flower Kingdom was obsessed with making magic rings into combat products, he was able to find a gap in the market.

The first batch of pirated magic rings made by Zombie Selena was hugely popular in the market district. Unexpectedly, the demand for daily-use types was truly significant.

Rod learned through observation and inquiry that not all mages were as comprehensive as Lady Kali.

As the fluctuations in the extra-dimensional space increased, more mages tended toward combat spells, relaxing on daily spells.

This was his moment to enter.

He immediately intensified the production of small batches of daily outdoor-use magic rings, which were swept away immediately.

And the 【Leomund's Tiny Hut】 in his hand was one kept for his own use.

"Since treatment requires a quiet environment, this is perfect."

Sharon's expression shifted slightly. She glanced at him. "You're quite thoughtful. No wonder so many girls like you."

Rod smiled, about to speak.

The prophecy bracelet in his hand buzzed again.

"."

Looking at Sharon again, her expression had turned sinister and shadowed — a completely different person from the one just now acting cute and coquettish.

Can't you just die properly! Amel!

At this point, Amel's consciousness was clearly on guard against Rod, her eyes full of wariness as she looked at him.

So he had no intention of engaging at all, and immediately used 【Spatial Shift】 to teleport away.

"Your mother! My little cabin that I just put down!"

Rod gritted his teeth in fury and gave chase with a 【Swift Shadow】.

He figured it out at once.

Just as Sharon treated this spiritual dimension as a place where Amel's consciousness could be completely excised, Amel's ritual would likewise realize this point and would certainly stop at nothing to prevent it from happening.

Under these circumstances, could Sharon really wait until she carved out her own ritual?

Even though preparing a ritual doesn't require the same intense concentration as casting a spell, it is still something that cannot tolerate the slightest mistake.

Can she really complete it while another consciousness keeps harassing her?

I don't think so.

Rod has always considered himself a man of his word.

Once he's taken payment, there's no question of leaving you to fend for yourself.

Sharon, my dear.

Since your method won't cut it, let's try mine.

"A human? Boss Anas let a human mage in? What was he thinking?"

Watching Yuna was struggling to carry food ingredients into the kitchen when she happened to overhear a passing dark elf guard say this.

She paid it no mind.

Casually, she helped the head chef with the cooking.

A human mage would have no effect on her and her sister Yuffie's escape plan.

She knew full well that the two of them — spider-transformed dark elves with virtually no power — were insignificant in this giant nest that stretched from earth to sky.

All she needed was to figure out an escape route without anyone knowing.

There were no guards patrolling inside the nest.

But no rules meant randomness, and randomness was the hardest thing to deal with.

So Watching Yuna had to find a route no one would pass through.

In fact, there were many paths in the giant nest. She vaguely remembered a hidden trail.

It was a path she and her sister and their childhood playmates had found together while exploring, back when they had just moved here and hadn't undergone the assessment yet.

It had been over three months. She didn't know whether this secret passage had been discovered.

"Stir it! You idiot, it's about to scorch the bottom!"

The head chef — a dark elf as thin and dry as a tree trunk — bellowed furiously.

This was a male dark elf; in the past, he would never have dared treat a female dark elf this way.

But things were different now. Watching Yuna had degraded into a spider-transformed dark elf — an existence even lower than a slave.

"Yes, sir."

Watching Yuna shrank her shoulders and answered timidly.

But before that, this seemingly cowardly spider-transformed elf needed to quickly finish her work before she could begin exploring the route.

A giant nest housing over ten thousand dark elves — its food supply was no easy matter to handle.

(End of this chapter)