LRAB Page 283
Page 283
Hong Litt muttered something and scratched her head. She turned around and looked in the direction Arterifus was pointing. A moment later, she burst into laughter.
The apprentices in the group were chatting and complaining about the Dragon Horn Lord in twos and threes. Behind them, the discarded tokens were scattered on the ground and had been trampled into a pile of garbage by the apprentices.
Chapter 286 The Cunning Serfal
"Welcome to Herod's Magic Item Shop... Awoo..."
Serfa slumped onto the front desk, let out a huge yawn, glanced up at the customers wandering in front of the shelves, and then buried his head back on the desk with a thud.
Last night, Latis suddenly came to challenge her to a fight. Serfal originally thought he was there to train her, and even did two hundred weighted squats to warm up. But when she arrived, she found that she was just being used as a guinea pig to test Latis's spell range.
Strange, why did she say "again"...?
"I have this feeling like I was once dragged by Xiao La to do experiments on. Ugh, is it just my imagination?"
The red dragon, who slept soundly all day and was oblivious to the world, scratched his head. Then, he rationally gave up thinking, pulled out a "La-style baguette" that had been heated by his body heat from under his buttocks, took a bite out of half of it, and started to stare blankly while chewing it.
The aftereffects of the "Mindlessness Spell" that lingered in her mind were actually slowly dissipating. She often secretly ate extra meals behind Latis's back, stealing the chicken breast he used to build muscle. The extra energy she ingested was used to grow her body and offset the aftereffects of the spell. After going from C to D and back to C more than ten times, she can now basically resist the effects of the "Mindlessness Spell".
However, Serfal didn't tell Latis the good news yet. Firstly, it was quite nice to be cared for as if she were mentally challenged by her future husband. Secondly, Latis had previously said he would take her to the floating island to cure her mental disability, and she was quite looking forward to this trip. Although the idea of seeing a doctor was very frightening to dragons, Latis was doing it for her own good, which made the red dragon feel very comfortable.
Of course, she didn't really "think" about these things. Helping Artemis run the shop every day and doing two-digit addition and subtraction had already exhausted all her calculation power.
Serfa touched the dragon horns on her head. She strongly suspected that her poor thinking skills were due to these horns taking up her brain capacity. Of course, it could also be because her breasts were too big, consuming too much of her energy, which left her with less mental capacity for thinking.
I wonder if Little La prefers big or small...
She touched her chest again; beneath its soft surface lay well-developed and strong pectoral muscles. If she were to engage in close combat with Latis, she was absolutely confident she could knock him unconscious with a single blow. As for a direct clash of pectoral muscles, the outcome was still uncertain.
As for now, she has been in the Herod Mage Territory for more than a month. Although as a dragon, this amount of time does not make her feel bored at all, she occasionally wants to find something to do, such as finding a place in the Mage Territory to be her dragon den, filling it with things that dragons like, and then taking a long nap.
No, it's not about sleeping soundly; it's about inviting Latis to Dragon's Nest for training...
"Yes, this can't go on! Little Ra has made Serphar treat this place like his own home, so Serphar needs to decorate it properly too! That way, Little Ra will become Serphar's real husband faster!"
"Uh, boss, that's all. Please calculate the bill..."
A weak voice interrupted Serfal's thoughts. She paused, looked up, and revealed a pair of resolute eyes.
"Wow, wow!"
The guest was startled by the unwavering conviction in his eyes, took a step back, and pointed tremblingly at the things on the table as he explained:
"I...I came to buy something! Please don't kill me!"
"What did you say?" Serfa frowned, looking puzzled. She shook her head and began rummaging through the items on the table to calculate the price:
"Two 'Nourishing Tree Fruits,' ten gold coins plus ten gold coins equals... twenty gold coins, plus three 'First Ring Spell - Divine Berry Spell' scrolls, hmm, twenty plus seventy-five, ninety-five gold coins! Plus a 'Fresh Willow Wood Box,' fifty gold coins..."
Serfael spread her hands and gestured. After a moment, a glint of wisdom appeared in her eyes. She confidently gave a thumbs-up and said:
"A total of one hundred gold whites!"
"Wait, wait a minute, something's not right, is it?!"
The guest was taken aback and immediately shouted:
"Boss, could you recalculate it?"
Serfar laughed heartily, raised his thumb, pointed to his face, and said with great certainty:
"Absolutely no problem! This is the result that Serfal calculated and confirmed many times. Ninety-five plus fifty equals one hundred!"
The guest opened his mouth, wiped his sweat, hesitated for a moment, and was about to take out a hundred gold coins to take advantage of the situation when suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and Serfal's "fierce" expression reappeared in his mind.
"Wait, what if she's entrapping us?"
The guest swallowed hard, a chill running down his spine. He chuckled dryly and, under Serfa's piercing gaze, reached into his pocket.
"For my own safety, I'd better be honest..."
He took a deep breath, pulled out several large-denomination gold coins totaling one hundred and eighty from his pocket, and gave a smile that was more like a grimace, saying:
"Here is the cost of the goods and your tip. Please check..."
"okay."
Serfar didn't even glance at the gold coins on the table, simply flicking his tail to sweep them into the coin box. He then clapped his hands, gesturing for them to leave, and bared his teeth, saying:
"It's lunchtime, so Herold Magic Items Shop is temporarily closed. If you need anything else, please come back this afternoon!"
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[Mage's Hand Forum - NoFap Challenge Section]
[A must-visit building from Londia]
[Check in at Guanzhuang City]
We strongly urge the forum administrator to add a function to delete posts.
[I glanced at the posting history upstairs, it's all day0, hahaha]
[The situation upstairs isn't much better, is it? The longest they've ever had is only one day, right?]
[I've discovered a terrifying fact: Quitting pornography might very well be a binary process!]
……
Latis scrolled through the forum beacon posts, his smile even more pronounced than AK's.
"These netizens are hilarious! It seems like just a few days ago there was someone who played the 'Inch Stop' game to the point of madness, and there are even people calling each other 'wife' in the forums. We really need to check on the mental state of the Atlantean mage..."
He stroked his chin. As time went by, he had two or three hundred users on his forum beacon. Although it was several times fewer than the number of users on the Magic Network, the advantage was that these people stayed continuously, unlike Magic Network users who would only look for their spells occasionally.
When they leave messages and interact on the forum and create starship blueprints, some magic flows into their bodies. Some kind netizens also added magic to their "donation boxes," so overall, the feedback they receive is actually more than what the magic network gives them.
In that case, when he creates new spells, he will focus on creating popular ones to attract more players. Once his level increases, he can also create a few more advanced spells to attract high-level mages. However, at that time, having only SeSe on the forum might not be enough to retain those elite mages, so he will need to create some more valuable sections.
Of course, that's all for later. Right now, Latis's goal is to slowly expand the number of users on "Hand of the Mage" and move towards becoming a high-level mage.
Thinking of this, he immediately uploaded the two chapters of "Young La Mou" that he had just finished writing. After waiting for a while, he grinned at the bunch of day0 comments that refreshed in the "NoFap Check-in Area" and began editing a new post.
[Pinned post from forum moderator: I've already checked in for day 4, you guys aren't still on day 0, are you? Really?]
After quickly setting the option that required payment of magic points to speak, Latis tightened his expression and clicked upload.
"Wuhu, today's work is done... Hmm? Getting into the swing of things!"
The magic power emanating from the beacon shot into his body, instantly invigorating him, and he sat down in the chair with a sense of ease.
After a few initial tentative magical responses, the forum beacon fell silent for a moment, then suddenly, a torrent of magical responses poured in like a storm.
"Oh my god! The big one is coming!"
Latis's eyes widened instantly, and his body began to tremble violently. At that moment, he had a vague feeling of the exhilarating sensation of making a defiant statement in his past life, asking for criticism, and then turning on the vibration alert.
"How did I become like this... damn it... never mind, it's all for cultivation..."
"Little Ra! Serfal is here to play with you!"
Just as Latis was trembling violently in the chair like he'd been electrocuted, the excited Serfal slammed the door open and shouted:
"Serfal has a plan! Help Serfal find a vacant lot...wait?"
Serfal and Latis exchanged a glance. Seeing Latis's expression, as if he had been jolted awake from a deathbed, Serfal scratched his head, then approached Latis, reaching out to touch him as he asked:
"Xiao La, why are you shaking like that? Are you alright...?"
"Holy crap!" Latis exclaimed in shock. He tried to disconnect from the beacon, but perhaps because his earlier taunt had been too over-the-top and had drawn a barrage of insults from his fellow forum members, he was unable to stop the surging magical power. He could only watch helplessly as Serfal grabbed him.
boom!
The vibrating magic flowed through the red dragon's steel-like body, then rebounded rapidly. In this resonance, the chair beneath Latis let out a miserable groan and shattered into pieces.
"You stupid dragon!"
Just a second before pulling Serfal to the ground, Latis let out a bitter sigh.
……
"Serfar's head hurts so much..."
The red dragon, lying on the ground, muttered to herself. She tried to push herself up with her hands, but her head was pulled and she fell back to the ground with a thud. Only then did she realize that her dragon horns were stuck in the floor.
"Stupid dragon, how long are you going to sit on me?"
Latis's speechless voice came from below. Serfal blinked his dazed eyes, turned his eyes to look down, and realized that he had sat on Latis's stomach. The heavy body of the dragon directly pressed him down and he could not move.
"Hey!" Latis struggled to pull his hand away, but Serfal's vigorous thighs held it firmly down, preventing him from doing so. He cursed angrily and began to passionately pound Serfal's buttocks with his wrist.
"Stupid dragon, stupid dragon, stupid dragon, stupid dragon, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up..."
"It wasn't Serfal who did it on purpose..."
Serfa muttered something, propped himself up, arched his back, and tried to pull his head up again. But this time, because he was being spanked by Latis, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.
This time, she accidentally hit Latis in the head with her strike zone.
"Ho...ho..."
In a state of dizziness and suffocation akin to a concussion, Latis began to tremble. In his dazed state, he seemed to see Meownubis, the giant black cat, carrying a scythe and ready to reap souls. The cat cried out in panic:
"Master, you can't die, meow! Suffocating to death from face wash will leave a stain on my reputation for eternity, meow..."
"...You almost suffocated me once!"
Latis's eyes widened suddenly, and an unprecedented power erupted from his body. His body, like a taut spring, instantly performed a hip bridge, lifting Serfal up and pulling her head directly out of the ground.
"Wow!" Serfar touched the dragon horns, then quickly lowered his head and sincerely praised, "I made it out! Honey, you're so amazing!"
"What the hell are you saying...?"
Latis nearly fainted. He quickly regained his balance, his face flushed, and under Serfael's questioning gaze, he used all his strength to move her down a little before collapsing back to the ground in despair, as if he had burned out.
'This is finally a normal position. It's better for Serfal to sit on my lap than on my stomach...'
Latis breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Serfal, who was perched on him like a harmless dragon staring at him. He wanted to get angry, but seeing the silly dragon, he couldn't muster the anger. He could only shake his head helplessly and say:
"Get up right now, you idiot? Are you treating me like a sofa?"
"Hehe~"
Serfael twisted her waist, spreading her soft thighs apart, and sat more comfortably on him.