Chapter 904
Chapter 904
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 904
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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"...Do it."
Elena said. Her eyes were filled with resolve. The look in them was different from before. I could feel her genuine will to live.
"Is there something I need to do?"
Elena asked as she propped herself up. I didn't need her help for the method I had in mind.
Elena had explained her lifespan as a kind of innate energy. So, feeding her an elixir would easily restore it.
'No, elixir won't do. Even if she recovers her lifespan, she'll keep using illusions at the cost of it, just like always. Obvious.'
God's Atlantis grew harsher over time. In the original story's latter half, her death at Kang Myeong-jin's hands wasn't just due to bad compatibility—her lifespan issue must have been critical.
"Nothing. Just wait a sec."
I pulled out my smartphone from my pocket and opened the Playful Life app. I didn't care if the Thrones or System were watching. No one but me could see the Playful Life app anyway.
Her Bond Level had risen from 8 to 9. I'd expected it. Sex was a special event for us.
'And deliberately having an honest conversation during sex must have made a difference.'
Bond Level Boost Ticket.
I remembered getting it a while back. Back then, the Random Gacha shop hadn't opened, so I hadn't checked the notes.
'Once per character... The price was cheap compared to the effect, so I figured there'd be limits. Didn't expect this one.'
It prevented mass-producing Bond Level 10s through repeated use.
'Still works in my favor. With Bond Level 9 like now, I can jump straight to 10.'
'Use it.'
As I checked the Playful Life app, I glanced sideways at Elena. Her eyes suddenly went blank in her half-upright, naked state. But it didn't last long—just 2 or 3 seconds. Returning to her usual calm gaze, Elena looked at me with a strange smile.
Just like with Yuria. She'd probably contracted with the Playful Life app. And now she knew the truth—this was a novel world, I was a different person, and my ability was Playful Life.
"Interesting."
That was it.
No other reaction. She was probably avoiding mentioning it on purpose. The Thrones and System were watching this situation.
'Heh. Perfect.'
My plan was the shared skill unlocked at Bond Level 10.
'Share Complete Recovery, which has the same effect as elixir... Then Elena can use illusions at full power every 12 hours.'
'Heh. Perfect.'
Elena was far stronger than before. No different from removing her lifespan constraint. She might now be the strongest among the empire's five greatest.
'Her shared skill is Mind's Eye? That sense she used to see through my Deception (SS).'
[Mind's Eye (Character Shared Skill: Elena Valdert)]
Consumes mana to open Mind's Eye.
Maintaining opened Mind's Eye consumes mana and mental power.
All senses activate during use.
See the unseen.
An unexpected alert popped up.
'Synthesis? Didn't know this existed. Won't make it worse, right? Synthesize.'
My body shuddered.
'...Indeed. Senses have sharpened literally.'
Not as good as Genius Time, but my senses had jumped two levels. And this was the passive effect without activating Heavenly Eye. Like a passive skill in a game.
'What happens if I activate it? Curious.'
No cooldown, so testing it briefly was fine.
"Gasp!"
I gasped in surprise.
The moment Heavenly Eye opened, the world expanded and sharpened. Information flooded in through my eyes. Mentally, it wasn't tiring, but the unfamiliarity was annoying.
'...Can't maintain Heavenly Eye long. Mana drain is higher than expected. But the effect is worth it. Senses are several times sharper than normal... I can even see myself in third person.'
There seemed to be other abilities too.
For reference, x-ray vision worked. Peeking at Elena's body, I saw her organs and blood flowing through veins, startling me.
And if I wanted, I could see mana too. It looked like blue smoke.
"Those eyes. Suddenly creepy. Turn them off."
Elena snapped irritably. I deactivated Heavenly Eye. Before doing so, I confirmed her body had returned to normal—it was the shared skill [Complete Recovery] she'd used.
"Elena. You look in top condition."
"Thanks to you."
Elena smiled faintly.
Blue butterflies appeared around her—her signature illusion technique.
Over 30 fluttered through the dark shelter.
Snap.
Elena snapped her fingers.
The blue butterflies turned to light and vanished, transforming the surroundings. Lights hung from the ceiling, walls turned white, and furniture like desks, chairs, beds, and wardrobes appeared, styling it like a noble's room.
We, who had been naked, were now clothed.
All illusions by Elena, yet real. Seeing her use them freely, I gave a wry smile. She'd spent months, maybe years, of lifespan just to decorate this space before.
"Heh. Nice."
Elena sat in a chair, satisfied. A table and black tea appeared before her.
"Yes... this black tea... this is what I craved."
Not wings on a tiger—more like giving a dragon its orb.
I approached the table and sat opposite her. The black tea vanished, replaced by wine and glasses. Elena beamed, filling them. Glug glug glug. Wine poured endlessly. I realized it was another illusion-made reality.
Dionysus's wine, no less. As she poured into my glass, I asked,
"What vintage?"
"No idea. 60 years? Divine wine doesn't age much. Just drink."
"Not what I meant, and you know it."
Elena smirked.
"6 years? Roughly."
She'd burned 3 years of lifespan per glass just to drink wine. Utterly extravagant. But divine wine's value made it worthwhile.
"I'll make wine every 12 hours from now on. Not a bad deal, right?"
I sipped the wine.
Even though not my first taste, it was tear-inducingly delicious.
Elena downed three glasses in a row. One glass cost about a year of life. Not strong liquor, but her face flushed quickly.
"Let's have a more constructive talk."
"Constructive? Fine. If my love wants it."
"What now? Still wanna die?"
Elena shook her head with a faint smile.
"...Recalling my past self is embarrassing. No more death thoughts. Gotta return to Yustia Empire from this hell. I've got Valdert and you. Oh, remember—no handing Valdert to you."
"I want you, not Valdert."
Pfft.
Elena laughed. She set down her glass, leaned forward, and grabbed my collar.
Our lips met and parted. Her crimson tongue invaded wildly, sweet ecstasy of wine flooding my mouth.
"Haa... That answer enough? No, you're a bit dense, so I'll spell it out. You're my man. Even if you try to escape me, I won't let you go easily."
"I've got other women too."
"Hm... Can't stop that... Polygamy's common in the empire anyway. With your abilities, few women would be weirder. ...But low-class ones are just playthings to me."
"Seira?"
"She's fine. In some ways, better than me."
Elena smiled bitterly and raised her glass. I toasted back.
Clink.
The clear chime echoed through the shelter.
Gulp gulp.
Wine kept flowing.
After five glasses, Elena sighed drunkenly.
"Hot! Too hot... Can't take it."
Elena shot up. Sober me stared. She hadn't expelled the buzz with mana—she was truly drunk.
"Hot? Feels cool to me."
"Your fault. Seeing you heats me up. ...Wouldn't torment me if I didn't know."
Elena stripped. Instantly naked, her pussy glistened wet. I belatedly got what "hot" meant.
"Elena. Calm down. To escape this hell ASAP, we need to gather apple seeds this afternoon."
"I'll help from now on, so rest today. Trust only me."
"...!"
My limbs wouldn't move. Looking down, chains bound them—clothes gone too.
"Haa... haa..."
Elena approached, wine-scented. Straddling my thighs, she hugged my neck and kissed me. Sucking my tongue greedily, she ground down, swallowing my cock into her pussy.
"Haaaang! Feel it growing inside... Eugene. I love you. You love me too, right?"
"Of course I love you, Elena."
"Hng... I love you. Love you, Eugene."
Drunk Elena clung to me, hips pistoning like a bitch in heat.
I took pleasure in being ravished by her, deciding work starts tomorrow.