"This is just a small gift. Is there more?"

Damn it, if I were Eirik, how lucky would I be?

"The entire Demon Tree Clan was wiped out just like that? They must never have imagined that the cause was merely Violanda wanting to recruit a guest..."

What does a dimensional strike mean?

This is it!

At this moment, the world chat became lively.

Everyone was stunned by Violanda’s move.

Many who had considered stepping in to take Eirik were left speechless.

How can we even compete with this?

How could a master alchemist appear out of nowhere like this?

And so unreasonable!

With this kind of play, how can the rest of us survive?!

"Is this dog of a man really worth so much?"

Some even remarked sourly.

"To annihilate the Demon Tree Clan, it surely can't be as simple as a single battle. This will definitely provoke other demon clans!"

Though humanity now dominated the Dawnstar Dynasty, the demon races had never really gone away.

They lurked in the dark forbidden zones, silently observing this world.

Every emergence of a demon was a calamity for humanity.

Now, with the master alchemist acting so ostentatiously, what if it incited a rebellion among the demons?

Is it worth disturbing the balance of the continent for one man?!

The master alchemist is definitely making a mountain out of a molehill!

Someone couldn’t help but critique sharply, as if Eirik were a disaster for the nation...

If Eirik himself saw these words, he would surely be shocked.

What’s going on? I’m just an exemplary citizen, why am I being described as a source of calamity?

"Stop with your nonsense; you’re just jealous!"

Someone coldly exposed the truth of that person’s envy.

What’s even more astonishing…

"Master Alchemist, Master Alchemist, I know you’re there! Why don’t you look my way? Gender shouldn’t be so rigid! What’s so great about that stinky man Eirik? I’m a sweet, lovely maiden!"

Someone actually confessed their affection for the master alchemist in the world chat!

Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

“…”

Naturally, Violanda saw these comments but merely smiled faintly, ignoring them.

"This chat group has certainly emboldened some people. Words they’d never dare speak out loud now flow freely."

After all, the customs of this magical world lean towards conservatism, far from modern society.

In truth, the master alchemist had grown increasingly fond of eavesdropping lately, occasionally chiming in.

Usually, when people saw her, the master alchemist, they acted like ostriches, afraid to breathe.

Yet in this chat group, these people were audacious, spouting all sorts of rebellious and inappropriate remarks, and she often found it quite entertaining…

Meanwhile…

【Aelsryel was in chaos, with the Crimson Frost Duke carrying the seed of the Demon Tree, trying to escape amid the turmoil, but was caught by the Giant General who snatched him back! With a flick of his mountain-like hand, the Crimson Frost Duke was stuffed into a large sack.】

【The Giant General secured the sack at his waist, stating he would deliver the possessed Crimson Frost Duke to Emperor Raedric for punishment...】

Eirik read this string of messages, feeling a deep sense of nostalgia.

Ah, what happened to the first major boss?

This presence, which had given him so much trouble in simulation games, was resolved so easily; it felt unreal.

So this is why those newbie players like to find high-level players for help.

This feeling is a bit exhilarating, a little intoxicating!

Hahaha!

As long as I cling to the master alchemist's long legs, what can’t I achieve?!

In that moment, Eirik couldn’t help but glance at Elvynna standing beside him, feeling a bit of a headache.

How should I play this game?

In his heart, the designated heroine was Elvynna!

But with the master alchemist giving gifts like this, it’s hard to refuse…

Just as Eirik was caught in indecision, the master alchemist Violanda’s second gift arrived.

Suddenly, a majestic convoy of cloud-chariots descended from the sky!

These cloud-chariots were crafted by magic, transforming clouds into the shape of elegant carriages, looking magnificent and awe-inspiring—far more advanced than legendary crystal carriages or pumpkin carriages!

Upon these cloud-chariots stood beautiful maids, each holding a small box.

"The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a set of Celestial Plate Armor forged from the scales of ancient dragons!"

"The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a pair of Ethereal Winged Boots, said to grant the wearer the speed of a shooting star!"

"The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a Crown of the Phoenix, adorned with radiant gems that can summon the flames of rebirth!"

"The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a Staff of the Arcane Seer, imbued with the wisdom of ages and the power to bend reality!"

"The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a Cloak of Shadows, woven from the fabric of night, granting invisibility and protection from dark forces!"

The ten or so maids descended from the cloud-chariot in unison, each curtsying gracefully before Eirik, sweetly speaking up.

Damn it, the master alchemist just gifted me several sets of armor and various legendary weapons!

Each of these items is worth its weight in gold.

Let alone in this small Aelsryel city, even in Elaresar, these would be treasures that noble lords would fight over.

Even if I, Eirik, were an utter fool from humble beginnings, donning these clothes would instantly transform me into a noble gentleman, wealth beyond measure!

In that moment, all of Aelsryel fell silent.

Everyone stared at those exquisite garments and treasures, speechless, feeling as if they had encountered mountains of gold and silver.

"Eir, are you satisfied with these gifts?"

The Giant General asked with a laugh.

"How could I possibly be dissatisfied?"

Eirik shook his head, still lost in shock, unable to speak.

"Haha, but Eir, don’t rejoice too soon; this second gift is not just these garments and weapons."

The Giant General chuckled and continued.

"What else could there be?"

Eirik wondered.

"As you can see, these maids are also part of the gift."

The Giant General didn’t keep him in suspense.

"Ah?"

Eirik instinctively looked at the maids, noticing they were all strikingly beautiful, including a pair of twins standing side by side, as if they were mirror images of each other.

When they caught sight of Eirik, they all smiled warmly, exuding a demeanor that suggested they would obey any command he gave!

All these for me? Damn, are they treating me like a breeding pig!?

"Are all these maids a gift for me? The master alchemist isn’t testing me, right?"

Eirik asked, feeling uneasy.

"You’re joking, Eir. The master alchemist said she only cares about your talent. As long as it doesn’t interfere with your studies in magic and you’re happy, she could gather all the beauties of the Dawnstar Dynasty to indulge you. What’s wrong with that?"

The Giant General said calmly.

Eirik was left utterly bewildered.

This master alchemist is trying to lead me down a dark path!

What do you mean gather all the beauties of the Dawnstar Dynasty for my enjoyment? Am I that kind of person?

It sounds like you’re painting me as some kind of lecherous glutton!

My moral standards are quite high, you know!

I’m not a scumbag, really not!