So after a lot of thought and reading your comments here is the second world most likely be...
Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon {For the old gods, seven gods, and faceless death god and beauties and dragons {Which beauties needed to decided}
Which Beuties and God's are in question and need to put a lot of thoughts in.
What do you think?
I'm yet to decide which should be first the House of the Dragon or Game of Thrones. So let me know which one would you like for me began the multiverse journey. And just for you I am writing first R18 chapter of this fic, but you won't be reading anytime soon as there is literally 100,000 words before it. Anyway thanks for reading.
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Marcy's words reminded Osei of the fear of being dominated by a human-faced spider. His face darkened; he closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"Okay, once the mission begins, stop talking loudly and be careful of your surroundings," the middle-aged leader spoke.
Their conversation just now was limited to a certain area around them, and when the adventurers on the side looked at them, they could only see the five of them with their mouths closed and their expressions indifferent.
This is a simple application of the two zero-tier spells, Silence and Confusion. The one who cast the spell was Master Shota, who was the short one in the team and looked like he was still underage.
In fact, Master Shota is already in his forties. As for Shota's appearance, it's because he is a rare Halfling Mage.
Specifically speaking, they are the tall halflings among the three major subraces of halflings. The other two subraces, the hairy halflings and the sturdy halflings, are very short, and are only one meter tall when they are adults. The tall halfling subspecies can reach an adult height of one meter and two meters, and is also the halfling subspecies closest to humans in appearance.
The reason why halfling mages are rare is because the physical talents of halflings are very suitable for becoming Rangers, Thieves, and Bards. Of course, the largest number are halfling chefs. Almost every halfling can't resist delicious food. In order to be able to eat delicious food at all times, they usually teach themselves exquisite cooking skills.
Many nobles who seek respectability and good food are more than happy to hire a halfling cook.
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Half an hour later.
The five members of the Wolf Adventure Group gathered together again and told each other the information they had learned from their investigation.
"The weapons and equipment sold in their weapons shop are indeed very affordable. I suspect that the Sieglinde family has many high-quality mineral veins, and the distance is not too far, so the transportation cost is very low."
"The price of enchanting equipment in the enchantment shop is similar to that in other towns."
"The tavern sells a lot of monster blood wine. But this seems normal; after all, this place is close to the dark forest."
"I found that the price of purchasing materials at the material store they opened is slightly lower than other places. Also, their pharmacy store—"
"I made a big discovery. There are actually halflings in the style shop they opened! And they are not the kind of hairy halflings with a lot of body hair on their hands and feet, or the muscular halflings like dwarves, but they are as cute as Ryze. He is a tall halfling, 1.2 meters tall, with a slap face and fair skin. He is wearing a tattered thieves uniform. He is so cute, but the service price is a bit expensive."
The surrounding temperature suddenly became hot.
Osei, who had been talking, turned pale and quickly closed his mouth. Because the top of his companion, the tall halfling Ryze's staff, had turned red, and tiny fire snakes were swimming. Under the light of the fire snakes, Ryze's lovely shota face turned red, and he didn't know if it was because he was angry with Osei or because he was illuminated by the fire.
"Ahem, Osei, why don't you apologize quickly?" the middle-aged leader spoke and then looked at Ryze. "Osei has such a playful and smiling character, and he has absolutely no intention of insulting you halflings. Ryze, please don't take it seriously."
Osei also realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly slapped himself twice. He looked regretful and said with a smile, "My fault, my fault."
"Okay, don't slap yourself. I'm a little excited myself." Halfling mage Ryze finished the preparation spell and sighed, his tone a little lonely.
"We halflings do not have our own country and can only live in the countries of other races. It is normal for this kind of thing to happen. If we don't do this, those halflings who are not talented and cannot pursue a career will only starve to death, or even worse."
"Haha, why is the atmosphere so wrong? Okay, okay, let's go to the tavern for a drink. I'm treating you today," the leader laughed and simply ignored the matter.
At night, the group leader secretly pulled Osei outside alone.
"Captain, what are you doing?" Osei drank a little wine, his face was slightly red, and he looked at the commander in confusion.
The forty-year-old leader with a small beard coughed. After looking left and right, he whispered into Osei's ear and asked,
"What's the name of that style shop?"
"What?" Osei's pupils were wide open, and he didn't react for a moment.
"Don't pretend, kid. Of course, it's the halfling's store," the group leader muttered in a low voice.
Osei reacted this time. He looked at the leader in disbelief. Apparently, he didn't expect that the leader was such a person.
"Hey, if you don't answer my question, where are you going?"
"Aren't you going to find the halfling? Let's go together," Osei turned around and rolled his eyes.
The leader hesitated for a moment. "Together? Can you bear it? A halfling has such a small body."
"?" Osei looked at the leader with a strange look on his face. "Captain, you are so perverted. I have no intention of becoming a fellow-minded person with you."
"Get out." The leader's face turned red, and he cursed.
"By the way, let's finish it soon. We have to continue the task tomorrow. The commission given by the employer is very high this time. After completing this task, I can relax for several months."
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Outside the town of Pulos, there is an earthy yellow castle standing on a high slope in the wilderness.
The castle is called Witteburg, and it is the castle built in the name of the wizard Witt.
The castle occupies a small area, only a few hundred acres.
Because it was night, there were torches burning rosin everywhere in the castle, with small crackling sounds, a faint scent of pine, and a slight night breeze.
At this time, in the study room, Witt was sitting on an exquisite wooden chair wrapped in blue animal skin, listening to the thief spy wearing leather armor in front of him reporting the news.
"Let me confirm again, are you sure that is the sixth-order monster Storm Wolf?" Witt said in a serious tone.
"This subordinate has risked his life to ensure that the information is absolutely reliable," the thief looked serious.
Witt nodded after hearing this and waved him away.
After the thief left, Witt poured himself a glass of scarlet monster blood wine. Feeling the stimulation of his stomach, he let out a slight breath.
"More and more powerful adventurers have been pouring into Pros Town recently, which is a bit bad." Witt frowned slightly, feeling worried.
When he first encountered this situation, Witt was very happy because the more adventurers and the stronger they were, the greater the benefits to the territory. But now, with the increase in the number of adventurers and the appearance of many strange and powerful people, Witt's pressure suddenly increased, and he always felt that something was wrong.
"There is a group of twenty dragon-blooded warriors in the castle, as well as more than three hundred ordinary warriors. If something unexpected happens, it should be..." Witt pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes became firm. "No, Pros Town is the center of the family and the dark forest. It is a bridgehead, and it is also an important force that covers up Lange Village and attracts attention, so we must not lose anything!"
Witt took out the magic crystal used to contact the family from his arms and sent a message requesting support from Pros Town.
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Mountain wall dragon nest.
The huge and spacious space of the dragon's nest is dotted with many beautiful luminous crystals. In addition, huge murals are carved on the walls on both sides. Among these murals, a majestic black dragon appears very frequently.
These murals were carved by a maid who was good at carving among the new maids who arrived more than a year ago. It took nearly a year to carve these murals.
In her words, the place where the master lives cannot be too simple.
Although I knew that they were trying to please me, I do enjoy this kind of flattery very much, so I rewarded the maid with a lot of dragon blood.
At this time, in the dragon's nest, on the thorn stone throne, there were a large number of tall and beautiful dragon-born maids standing in the left and right rows.
A huge black dragon, larger than an adult red dragon, was crawling down. The huge dragon head with two pairs of curved horns at the front and back was slightly raised, its pupils opened, and it looked at Skye who was standing below.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Master, there are three things. The first thing is Danylan's report. The conflict between the monster warriors in the Black Blood Valley territory and the centaurs has intensified recently. Although both sides have restrained themselves from killing the other warriors, many have been maimed and crippled. Danylan asked me to ask how you want to deal with the centaurs."
"Did the centaur start again?" I thought thoughtfully, but I didn't feel there was anything wrong.
Nearly 100,000 centaurs settled in the Dark Forest. They must snatch enough resources and land for development. The territory around Black Blood Valley has been managed by monster clans for several years. There are also some vicious insects, snakes, and ants. The environment has been resolved and is very suitable for ordinary creatures to live in. Coupled with the natural, easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack environment of the Black Blood Valley, the centaurs must have been jealous for a long time.
If Black Blood Valley hadn't always been called the area of the Queen of Darkness, if it were an ordinary force, it would have been wiped out more than a year ago.
"Let Danylan shrink our forces and give up some marginal territory. These centaurs are probably being forced into panic. If we don't throw a few bones to them, they might really get the upper hand, and our losses will be even greater," I said slowly.
Over the past year or so, the Black Blood Valley has revealed a lot of information about the Centaur tribe to Roy, who then sold it to adventurers at high prices. Then a large number of adventurers poured into the Dark Forest, hunting down one and a half of the centaurs.
"I am adhering to one of humanity's oldest and most powerful strategies: strike from the shadows and **kill with a borrowed knife."
In addition to Roy, there are at least dozens of nobles in the wilderness border who have issued missions to hunt centaurs, attracting countless adventurers who lick their blood. These adventurers are not only humans but also strong ones among halflings, dwarfs, half-orcs, half-elves, and dwarves.
It was also the influx of a large number of adventurers that troubled the centaurs. Even if they killed batch after batch of adventurers in a bloody and cruel manner and hung their corpses on trees to dry, they could only ease it for a while. After waiting for a while, more adventurers still poured into the Dark Forest.
There is no way. The head bounty of a centaur warrior has now reached twenty gold coins. And if it were the heads of centaur women and children, the price would be as high as thirty pieces!
"I will convey your words to Danylan, Master," Skye said respectfully, and then talked about the second thing.
"The second thing is about the Sieglinde family. Master Roy sent someone to deliver the news to Danylan. The territory 'Polos Town,' established by the Sieglinde family in the wasteland, recently saw a large number of strange adventurers and powerful people gather. Master Roy suspects that some nobles in the country are eyeing their family. Because their stall is too big now, the Sieglinde family does not have enough manpower, so they want us to send monster warriors to help them deal with those adventurers."
"What do you think, should it be done?" I asked Skye with some interest.
Skye paused for a while, organized his words, and said cautiously, "I think we can assist them in their actions, but all the proceeds from killing those adventurers must go to our Dragon Nest forces. We should also give Roy a beating by the way. This guy's family's power has grown too fast and is too eye-catching. It is likely to cause us a lot of trouble in the future."
"Not a bad suggestion," I mused. "Handle it as you see fit. If you need extra support, take Griffin Bree and Danylan's apprentice. From what I hear, she excels at magic. With you and Bree there, she'll be in safe hands, and it'll be valuable experience for her. Together, your presence should be more than enough to send even the most troublesome adventurers to their graves."
In fact, I did know how to deal with this kind of relationship between forces. Obviously, I don't care about it, so I can only say it's so-so.
But it doesn't matter. Just let Skye, the general manager, handle it. Skye's talent is not great, but his brain is still very flexible. He only needs to put forward opinions at critical moments, and then I can sit on the throne and look at my dependents. They just have to work hard for themselves.
"Thank you, my lord. I'll do as you ordered," Skye nodded respectfully and said the last thing.
"Our troops going north encountered the Elves and had a conflict with them. These Elves are very strong, and our most elite team is no match for them. But fortunately, the other side did not kill them but warned us to stay away from that place, to keep the area farther away." As he said that, Skye raised his head and looked at the black dragon lying on the throne, listening to his reports.
After I heard the news about the Elves, a wave of fluctuation flashed in my eyes, but I soon became calm. I pondered for a while and said, "Since those Elves have no ill intentions, then don't provoke them. What we are pursuing now is stable development, and time is on our side. The further we go, the stronger our Dragon Nest will become. There is no need to fight for now."
Speaking of this, I recalled the knowledge about the forest elves in Dragon's Heritage and added, "But you can try to communicate with the Elves to see if we can trade with each other. The Elves have a very rich collection, especially spells."
As the mage's professional level increases and the spells he learns become more and more proficient, I must be prepared to acquire more advanced and powerful spells.
Roy has only obtained one high-tier spell so far, and it's also a fire spell. It conflicts with my body, which is a true dragon of water. It's not that I can't learn it, but if I had a choice, it would definitely be better to learn other types of spells that don't conflict or get the affinity for the element.
"Okay, I will try to communicate with the Elves, but," Skye hesitated for a moment and then said, "I may need to use the master's dragon-born maid for this matter. You also know that the appearance and size of our monster warriors are really too forceful, and the communication efficiency is too low."
"Nice. Just mention this to Sophia; she will arrange it." I nodded slightly. It was just a small matter.
The Elves are the handlers of the Appearance Association. Allowing a group of two- to three-meter-tall muscular monsters to communicate with them would likely lead to them being treated as enemies attacking the territory and beaten away before they enter. Perhaps this conflict with the Elves started for this reason. The monster warriors would not take the initiative to provoke the Elves when Skye greets them.
After the important matters were settled, Skye respectfully resigned.
"Is the food ready?" After Skye left, I looked at Sophia.
"Ready, Master," Sophia nodded.
"That's good." I nodded with satisfaction because I suddenly remembered that the next feast was coming soon, so I asked casually.
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