Chapter 400: Troll Restaurant

This trip to the Magic Control League wasn't wasted.

His pocket held over a million Jin Along—not a joke—and he directly handed over a dragon-slaying contract to the League's field unit.

It was said dragons were once classified as magical disasters by the Magic Control League, back when they slaughtered them relentlessly.

Later, the dragons grew unhappy, united to form the Dragon Alliance, and applied pressure from all sides, forcing the Magic Control League to revise its rules.

The experience and artifacts left behind shouldn't have vanished completely yet, right?

All he could do was try his luck.

Luo De waited in place for a while.

Only after Pan Ni had transformed the last batch of intact corpses into her undead legion did they enter the town together.

Beyond the relay station lay a field of tents.

This was the temporary camp for outsiders who couldn't afford to enter the town; its people were the most scattered and panicked, and the most had fled after hearing of the dragon's attack.

The ground was littered with trash and excrement, tents scattered haphazardly.

Large patches of vegetation had been crushed flat into the soil.

Beyond this zone stood a checkpoint, where a new ritual for 【Remove Possession】 and 【Detect Invisibility】 had been installed, with a mage stationed there permanently.

Luo De didn't seek special treatment—he went through the routine checks properly and entered the town with Pan Ni.

The two then entered a troll-owned private kitchen.

It was a small shop run by a troll matron with three children, specializing in meat dishes, with its signature dish being 【Troll Steak】.

This dish could only be ordered rare—barely different from raw meat.

In reality, few ordered it.

Yet the troll matron stubbornly listed it daily on her door's 【Daily Recommendation】.

Luo De came here specifically for the 【Troll Steak】.

Not because he ate it—he only ate well-done meat.

He ordered it to cater to Pan Ni's taste; the ghoul didn't eat cooked meat.

Soon.

A black iron plate, two pretentious broccoli florets and cherry tomatoes, a slab of raw beef larger than a face, its surface only lightly seared brown.

Pan Ni ate hastily, her face half-covered in blood and juice.

"It'd taste even better if we let it rot for two more days!"

The ghoul said this when the troll matron came to ask how the food was.

The troll matron froze upon seeing her ghostly pale face and hurried away.

Pan Ni didn't care; seeing her master hadn't finished eating, she gnawed on a raw onion while watching him.

She loved this kind of stimulating food.

My master eating looks so beautiful—his lips moving so gently.

I really want to bite them and taste them.

"You know we're having a party tonight, right?"

Luo De, lowering her head as she cut meat, suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

Pan Ni glanced at the raw onion in her hand and spat out the juice in her mouth.

"You're not attending tonight. Just watch from the side."

"Ahh—no, master! It's boring, really boring!"

She hurried to explain.

Seeing her master ignore her, she opened her lips wide, hooked her fingers at the corners of her mouth, and leaned her whole body over the small table toward Luo De.

"Smell it, smell it, master—please, just smell it!"

The pungent odor of onion mixed with sourness—faint, almost like cheese.

Her tongue, now pale purple, swept left and right inside her mouth, then anxiously extended outward—long, nearly brushing her chin.

The restaurant had a stove inside, much warmer than outside.

Thus, Pan Ni had removed her wrapped cloak, revealing again her open-necked white long dress.

Now, with her lips hooked and leaning forward, Luo De, seated across from her, easily saw the two trembling Bazi -shaped shadows beneath her slender collarbones.

As a ghoul,

Pan Ni had little body fat, yet it concentrated stubbornly in her chest—glandular breasts, not soft.

Even after becoming a ghoul and her muscles slightly sagging, they remained proudly erect.

Pan Ni's appearance, like Rosa's, belonged to the mature type.

But she always carried a clumsy, simple housewife vibe, utterly unlike the sharp, ambitious aura of the Tooth Fairy fairy.

He raised an eyebrow.

"It's very strong."

"Huh?!!"

Pan Ni's face instantly fell.

"Actually, it's easy to fix—if it's too strong, just eat something else to mask it."

"Yes yes yes! Eat something! Master, what food can mask the raw onion smell but won't disgust you?"

"Of course there is."

Luo De pointed downward.

Pan Ni stared blankly, following her master's finger.

Only when she saw the tapered mound beneath his pants did she freeze, finally understanding his meaning.

Her face burned; she shrank back into her seat, glancing left and right with guilty eyes.

"Here?"

They returned after dinner rush hour and, fearing Pan Ni's ghoul identity might frighten other guests, chose the farthest corner table.

"Fine, if you don't want to, don't come tonight."

"I want! I want! I want!"

Luo De said nothing.

Pan Ni took a deep breath, forcing down her shyness.

She glanced around, confirmed no one was watching, then slowly twisted her waist under the table, pulling the tablecloth over herself.

Now came the time to enjoy.

Luo De felt the cool touch, hissed softly, kept cutting meat, and calmly put it in his mouth.

"Your technique's improved a bit, Pan Ni."

Pan Ni said nothing, only clumsily continued.

After all, this was a public place.

Luo De didn't want to prolong it—being caught would be embarrassing.

He was, after all, a respectable man.

Besides, even with improvement, Pan Ni's technique was still amateurish; as a ghoul born from a corpse, she was naturally bad at fine, delicate motions.

In this area of skill,

Tally was a tier above all others.

The only one who could match her was the land naga Eve—her long tongue was formidable, a racial advantage.

Soon, the fresh stimulation faded.

Luo De channeled 【Growth Spirit】 into Pan Ni.

【Growth Spirit used successfully】

【Pan Ni acquired skill: Negative Energy Constitution】

【Details: Growth Spirit activated an unmastered spiritual technique in Pan Ni. This skill greatly enhances her innate talent for dark and necromantic spells, increases the concentration of magical negative energy, and improves her understanding of negative energy gradients. She has gained 'Life Drain' and 'Soul Drain'!】

【Life Drain: Can drain life from enemies to restore health for herself or her servants】

【Soul Drain: Drains soul energy from enemies; increases spell power by 10% to 50% depending on soul energy strength.】

【Remaining Growth Spirit: 83】

Almost simultaneously,

Luo De immediately felt Pan Ni's body temperature slowly drop, colder than before's twenty-something degrees.

The ghoul let out a low moan.

The sound was loud, but fortunately the troll matron didn't look over.

She kept it inside, lifted her gaze from under the tablecloth—her previously slightly cloudy yellow pupils were gone, replaced by pure, ink-black eyes.

Now under the effect of 【Charming Fluid】, her gaze was hazy, dazed.

Her already pale face turned deathly gray, yet her skin texture miraculously improved.

Her aura subtly shifted—mature, yet now darker, more oppressive.

Luo De pinched her chin, popped it out with a soft pop.

He poured down a clarity potion and gently wiped away the residual traces on her face.

The ghoul felt affection.

She lazily leaned against the inner side of his right thigh, rubbed her cheek twice, eyes half-lidded and drowsy, gazing up with longing at those lips that looked utterly delicious.

(End of chapter)