Chapter 675: Concert and Thunderclap

Rod lazily finished his afternoon tea while listening to Tally chatter endlessly.

After locking the door for Boss Sophia, it was already around six in the afternoon.

He didn't dawdle any longer and arrived right on time before the concert venue at Coral Bay.

As the behind-the-scenes ruler of Coral Bay, receiving an invitation was only natural.

To be honest, Rod himself had little interest in it.

On one hand, he didn't like overly noisy places; on the other, he was somewhat annoyed by Lyla Starwhisper.

But he couldn't resist Little Little Bangde the pony-girl begging him to accompany her; not only her, but the dog-girl Sharon, the tiefling Cici, and the ghoul Pan Ni were also quite interested.

After all, they were all young girls, so having an interest in pop culture was normal.

When Little Bangde was begging, the other three happened to be nearby.

Cici was never good at asking others for things; although she didn't speak, her big eyes blinking at you were also quite unbearable.

Sharon was much more direct.

She gave Rod a flying kick, and the single phrase "Come with us" settled the matter once and for all.

Fine.

Either way, he had never attended a concert in his past life or this one, so seeing one would do.

The other girls clearly had no interest, especially those close to the forest, such as Vivian, Miss Xiao Ke, Lady Kali, and Hera.

However, Miss Xiao Ke wanted to go but dared not, while the others truly had no interest.

No big problem.

Rod would just open a vision share of the 【Chain of Far Speech】 for her then; it would be the same.

Interestingly, Rat Girl Number Thirteen also wanted to go, but Lady Kali was initially unwilling.

After days of nourishment, Number Thirteen's fractured soul received partial restoration.

Because of this, she developed a certain personality.

She heard that that very night she had a small quarrel with the Elf Young Lady and hid in her room, secretly wiping away tears.

She didn't turn on the lights; her one-meter-eight frame curled up on the small, crushed soft cushion, sobbing.

She looked utterly pitiful.

Lady Kali immediately softened her heart and regretted it for quite a while.

But she was stubborn and refused to back down.

Finally, she thought of an excuse to summon Rod, and only after a long mediation was the matter successfully resolved.

Speaking of which.

After Lady Kali consumed the fungal core, she successfully promoted from the mid-stage of the Seventh Rank to the early stage of the Eighth Rank.

As for the reward, it wasn't mentioned for now.

But since she had summoned Rod over for five consecutive days to "catch frogs," perhaps it was too frequent; on the fifth night, during a soul peak, she trembled uncontrollably and almost couldn't hold back a cry.

Both of them were awkwardly frozen for a moment.

"So many people smell terrible."

Looking at the queue entering the venue, Tally disgustedly cursed.

She tightened her grip on Rod's arm, burying the lower half of her face in the sleeve of his arm, using her master's scent to mask the smell of others.

"Don't you succubi all like scenes like this?"

"Tally is already Master's exclusive toilet, so she's different from other succubi, you know? Look, there's a succubi turned into an elf, hahaha, she's a rookie; her ears haven't even changed properly."

Rod looked over.

Sure enough, he saw a short elf with a shy expression walking with four or five men.

The men vied to speak with her, and the girl responded to each one appropriately, revealing a hidden, coquettish obedient smile that made one's blood boil.

"Go warn her, Tally."

"Okay~~"

Tally held two index fingers against her temples and rotated them, puckering her lips to act cute, also pretending to cast a spell.

"... What are you doing?"

"Transmission spell~~"

"... Tell her that if any disturbance or death incident related to her occurs tomorrow, I will hold her responsible."

"Got it~~"

Ahead, the succubi disguised as an elf suddenly shuddered all over.

She turned back in terror, her gaze leaping over the waves of the crowd to land on the master and servant pair standing motionless in place.

A terrifying aura surging like a wild tide seemed to carry the suppression of a natural Progenitor, almost making her unable to breathe.

A succubi of the Progenitor level from her own kin.

As for the men beside her, weren't they Rod, the behind-the-scenes ruler of Coral Bay!

Could it be that Rod was merely her spirit slave too??

Her exquisite face showed extreme fear and twitching; in an instant, her pale blue true skin appeared, scaring her so much she almost lost her transformation spell.

She nodded with difficulty, her face so pale it was pitiful.

Then she quickened her pace, leading the targets beside her to quickly move away.

Rod sighed.

These men were all outsiders; he didn't care much, and considering the relationship with Tally's kin, he turned a blind eye to their feeding.

His gaze turned toward the venue before him.

Seven huge silver spires that seemed to pierce through the clouds.

This building, shaped like a harp, was constructed later, specifically for the concert.

Even after the concert ends, it can still host medium- and large-scale events.

They walked forward slowly.

The excited clamor of spectators, carrying various banners and apparel, surged toward them.

Some were discussing Lela Starwhisper's upcoming new song.

Others were debating the intricacy of their own fan merchandise.

Rod leapt over the crowd and recognized one of Watching Yuna's female mage attendants waiting at the hall's entrance.

Under her guidance, the two walked through a private passage and entered the venue's interior.

The main hall inside was a perfect circle; a latticed dome floated above, suspended with hundreds of magical light orbs, like stars.

Seven glowing pathways radiated from the central stage, dividing the audience seating into seven fan-shaped zones.

Rod went nowhere else.

A lord has a lord's special seat—a private balcony suspended midair, directly facing the stage.

Some spectators in the seats stared, murmuring and grumbling, watching the two ascend.

Only when someone recognized Rod did they fall silent, pretending nothing had happened.

"Rod!"

As they ascended and opened the door to the floating balcony, they saw the girls already inside.

Little Little Bangde the pony-girl and Cui Qian, the giant squirrel now only reaching her waist, hovered around the fruit platter on the table.

The moment the door swung open, the former laughed loudly and lunged forward.

Sharon the dog-person and Dimia the witch lounged on the sofa, chatting.

Lilith the halfling brought the curious mouse-girl No. 13 to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, explaining the view below.

Pan Ni the ghoul and the female orc Amy performed magic together before a group of miscast girls, drawing cheers and applause.

The mature yet sweet-faced Ghoul Young Lady beamed proudly, basking in the girls' praise, gradually losing herself in it.

Of course, it would be better if she didn't keep licking her lips and swallowing saliva as she stared at the girls.

Selena the zombie, enjoying rare time off, sat in the corner, surrounded by a low-pressure aura of negative energy.

She had no interest in it—Rod had dragged her here by force.

Rod looked at the scene and genuinely felt his heart relax and ease.

Though due to insufficient staff, the arachne elf Watching Yuna had to personally oversee things, and the tiefling Sai Xi, as head of the security team, was busy below.

But once the show properly began, they would both come up.

Rod smiled and opened the shared vision feed for Miss Xiao Ke the half-deer in the 【Far-Speech Chain】.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please note: the performance is about to begin. Please take your seats promptly."

A melodious female voice, amplified by the 【Illusory Sound Spell】, echoed through the air.

Boom!!!

At that moment, a powerful, earth-shaking thunderbolt erupted from the clouds outside the venue's latticed dome!

So intense it drowned out all other sounds, even shaking the entire venue.

And within the pitch-black clouds,

the emerald thunderbolt had already faded, yet left a clear crack on the faintly visible deep-blue magical web sky.

"Hmph!"

A pained grunt came from the sky.

Rod's smile froze on his face.

He recognized it—Mistral's voice.

(End of Chapter)