Chapter 93: The Function of the Breastplate

Soon, that feeling vanished.

Luo De felt nothing unusual.

Only after Pan Ni cleaned up the damp skyrocket did he finally put on his clothes.

Na Lin finally sighed in relief.

But in truth, her heart was tingling.

Seeing such a brutal scene, coupled with the affection boost from the enslavement spell, it was false to claim she had no desire to try inserting that thing.

It had been too long; Li Li would start worrying.

Luo De gathered Rita and Lu En’s relics, didn’t rush to examine them, and leapt toward the temple.

Na Lin returned to the labyrinth’s interior.

After all, appearing in this form consumed considerable power.

Moreover, there was one regrettable matter.

Na Lin’s dragon soul was locked in place within this open-air labyrinth; she could not leave until her dragon body was restored.

Not long after.

They reached the previous level.

Luo De saw Li Li holding a chair she had somehow retrieved, clutching a handwritten notebook.

She sat rigidly, her feet dangling above the ground, swinging slightly.

The moment she spotted Luo De, her swinging stopped.

“Was it troublesome below?”

Meaning: why had it taken so long?

“It was fine. Just a minor thing.”

Luo De wouldn’t tell Li Li that for the past two hours, they’d conducted several complex physiological health lessons below.

The halfling furrowed her delicate, pretty eyebrows.

She didn’t press further.

Beside her, the half-elf was bound tightly, and a circular spell array on the ground held her firmly in place.

Compared to before Luo De went down, the precautions had clearly intensified.

Li Li explained:

“Not long after you went down, she used some method to break my binding spell and tried to attack me. Is there a smell?”

Luo De quickly cast a hidden [Dust-Cleansing Spell].

“Can’t you smell it? You’re not hurt, right?”

“Of course. This one’s a theoretical research student—her battlefield combat skills are average. Here, I’m reading her research notes.”

Luo De walked over to the half-elf.

She lay on the ground, her face bruised black, her black school robe covered in dust.

Seeing Luo De, she struggled to lift her head and smiled at him.

“I’ve never seen a half-elf with any special innate spiritual arts. Do they have any?”

Luo De had no fondness for this creature.

Enslaving her to serve as a shield or a sacrificial warrior wasn’t out of the question.

“Regrettably, elves’ innate spiritual arts are not inherited by half-elves. Aside from their slightly longer lifespans and short, tiny pointed ears, they’re no different from ordinary humans.”

“I see.”

Luo De lost interest.

A featureless, non-combat research worker.

“What is she researching?”

“Biological weaving. This creature’s a madwoman—those snake people below are her work. Frankly, for a half-elf to integrate into Bahadur, I suspect she’s done more ‘human supremacy’ acts than ordinary humans, and far more cruelly.”

Li Li flipped forward through the notebook.

Then she stopped at a page and said: “Look here, [Research on Spiritual Defects and Potential Threats of Non-Human Species]. One key project focuses on elves—she bought twenty-eight exiled elves from the black market and used viruses, plagues, and live dissections to find their weaknesses.”

“And this: [Biological Weaving and Racial Fusion Experiments]. It attempts to use biological weaving spells to ‘improve’ non-human species’ appearances and spiritual traits, making them better adapted to human society—or easier for humans to control.”

She claims in her notes this is to promote harmonious coexistence among races, but in truth, it’s to weaken other races’ independence and make them more dependent on and obedient to humans.”

“Hmm.”

Such extreme experiments?

Luo De’s gaze slowly turned cold.

This kind of creature doesn’t deserve to live—and isn’t worth enslaving.

“Heh, reading her notes, you can spot plenty of other ‘kindred spirits’ doing the same thing.”

Li Li sneered.

Suddenly, she froze, a faint spiritual glow appearing on her body.

“High-Level Labyrinth Pass? [Wrathful Hatefire]? Is this the dragon soul’s reward?”

She spoke, visibly excited.

After all, wrathfire’s all-elemental offensive effect was extremely rare on the continent.

“I worked hard to get this for you.”

“Thank you!”

“Are you keeping the half-elf? I’m going to kill her.”

Luo De drew his sword, golden light blazing.

“Do as you like. If I hadn’t waited for you, I’d have chopped her up already.”

“Then leave her to you—wrath needs killing to accumulate.”

“Fine.”

Both were straightforward and didn’t care much about such things.

The half-elf watched Li Li approach with a sword in hand.

Panic seized her.

She shouted at Luo De:

“Mr.! We’re the same!”

She clearly thought Luo De enslaved non-humans because he, like her, was a human supremacist.

“No.”

Luo De sneered.

“You act out of hate. I act out of love.”

As he spoke, Li Li swung her short sword; a blade of air extended from its tip.

Blood splattered the walls; the half-elf’s head fell to the ground.

“So this is wrathfire?”

Li Li pinched a small cluster of purple-pink wrathfire between her fingers, astonished.

“You’ll realize how useful it is in real combat… Watch out!”

Thud!

The floor tiles shattered.

Luo De appeared beside Li Li and grabbed her.

Beside them, the half-elf’s headless corpse swelled to its limit.

Almost the instant Luo De pulled Li Li away, it exploded like a corpse burst.

Boom!

The shockwave, blocked entirely by Luo De’s [Dragon Scale Technique]’s supreme defense, didn’t harm him—instead, combined with his leap, it propelled them upward.

They crashed through the temple roof and shot into the sky.

Li Li immediately cast a spell.

Several [Spatial Teleportations] in succession reduced their falling distance.

Luo De held her as they landed with a thunderous thud.

“Sorry—I was careless.”

The halfling gently stepped out of his arms, apologizing.

“It’s fine!”

For some reason, Luo De’s eyes widened instantly, staring at her in shock.

Li Li, confused, thought she was injured and quickly looked down to check.

And as she looked down—

She immediately understood why.

Her red leather breastplate had flipped upward to her abdomen, the shoulder straps having snapped.

And those two small, delicate white rabbits she once had—

Now swelled tenfold, two massive mounds pressing against her white undershirt, nearly bursting through.

She was already a halfling with excellent leg-to-body proportions; now, her chest bore an extreme, overwhelming contrast of enormous size.

Luo De froze in stunned silence.

Lily’s face flushed bright red all at once.

She quickly turned around, though her small back offered no real cover for those large rabbits.

She refastened the red leather breastplate.

Blushing, she cleared her throat twice.

Luo De snapped out of it and saw her chest had returned to its usual flatness.

“A treasure?”

“Yes, it shrinks the chest, so it doesn’t hinder movement.”

“I see.”

“Don’t tell anyone!”

(End of Chapter)