Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 3: Something Is Wrong Here
Previously on Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End...
【Your plea for aid has been acknowledged. Your physical person is now undergoing a scan. Scan complete. It is recommended that you consult the available shops. You are being redirected to the Gold Coin Shop.】
【A recommendation is made to maintain a vigilant watch over items pertaining to the enhancement of bloodlines and constitution. The Affection Point Exchange Shop and the Gold Coin Shop are presently undergoing a refresh.】
【3, 2, 1... Refreshage concluded.】
As the System’s voice echoed, Roel witnessed rows of gleaming shields and two-handed swords vanish before his eyes, making way for a page laden with peculiar, dark-hued goods that exuded an ominous aura.
Roel’s heart leaped. He commenced a methodical examination of the displayed items.
Nine-Headed Serpent Staff, Raphaen’s Fingernail Grimoire, Bec’s Skull, Primitive Stone of Terror… Good heavens, what manner of items are these? Wait a moment… Bronze Bloodline!
An item situated at the extreme end of the list elicited a gasp of astonishment from Roel. His gaze immediately sharpened as he focused intently upon it.
【Blood Servant of Raphaen (Lower Bronze Bloodline)
A bloodline conceived by the Great Warlock Raphaen in his desperate pursuit of sustained longevity following his descent into madness. His malevolent experiments precipitated the demise of countless innocent souls, igniting widespread populace fury across the continent. Ultimately, a crusade against him resulted in his demise. Nevertheless, prior to his death, he succeeded in forging a nigh-invincible bloodline born of nightmares. Whispers suggest that some of the ill-fated civilians subjected to his experiments still linger near their graves to this very day.
Bloodline Effect: Swift Regeneration
Side Effect: Sanity Corrosion
Price: 10,000 Gold Coins】
“Sanity Corrosion? W-who on earth would be audacious enough to employ such a thing? Furthermore… this is exorbitant!”
Roel’s comely features contorted upon perusing the item’s description.
Ten thousand gold coins! What did this signify?
“Even as the offspring of a marquess, my monthly allowance amounts to a mere ten gold coins! For a common family, diligent saving would permit them roughly enough to subsist for a year on twenty-eight gold coins! How can your Lower Bronze Bloodline command a staggering ten thousand gold coins? Not to mention, it remains an inferior commodity capable of reducing a person to a state of imbecility…”
【The enhancement of bloodlines represents a considerably arduous endeavor. The System’s valuation is both equitable and impartial. With augmented might comes a commensurate price. It is advised that the user deliberate carefully and proceed with purchase prudence.】
“Pray tell, why does Alicia’s Silverash Child Bloodline present no discernible side effects?”
【The user is hereby informed that the premier bloodlines within each respective tier exhibit minimal to negligible side effects.】
“…”
Very well, I comprehend. Alicia is indeed peerless. I concede, okay?
“But regardless of any other factor, the cost remains prohibitive. I am but a mere nine-year-old! Where am I to procure such a sum?”
【It is recommended that the user investigate the Affection Point Exchange Shop to acquire instruments that would augment the Ascart House's financial capacity, subsequently utilizing the generated wealth for personal advancement. Your strength shall be instrumental in guiding the Ascart House toward a prosperous future. Only by establishing such a beneficial cycle can you surmount your impending demise and embrace a life of fulfillment.】
“I see. I shall investigate the Affection Point Exchange Shop posthaste.”
Roel, swayed by the System’s extensive discourse, resolved to first examine the Affection Point Exchange System. However, his countenance soon adopted a somber hue once more.
【Spring of Holy Water (High-Grade)
A revitalizing liquid capable of mending afflictions of the spirit. It shall summon our companions.
Price: 2,500,000 Affection Points】
【Light of Tuspark
Illumination pierces the encroaching darkness, banishing it from view.
Price: 300,000 Affection Points Per Light】
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【Enchantment Workshop of the Shining Armor
A preserved fragment of the lost technological prowess of the Gulbator Empire. It constitutes a foundational production line for the armaments of the legendary Undying Bators. Employed for initial enchantment and reinforcement processes.
Price: 700,000 Affection Points】
“Aside from the final entry, why are the item descriptions so obscure? I am utterly bewildered as to their precise functions! Moreover, their prices are all exceedingly steep!”
【The item descriptions shall be adapted to align with the user’s specific circumstances. Affection Points are comparatively simpler to accumulate, thus alleviating undue concern on your part.】
【Ding!】
【Congratulations, you have acquired: Emblem of Glory】
【Emblem of Glory
The charisma inherent in a hero is an irresistible force. An individual adorned with this item shall emanate a subtle yet undetectable allure. Its effects are individualized for each possessor.】
“Hm? Alluring charm? In other words, should I equip this, it would prove advantageous in garnering the favor of others?”
【Precisely. The item has already been dispensed. It is advised that you equip it posthaste.】
The System's declaration had barely faded when specks of light started to shimmer from Roel’s hand. They resembled the playful fireflies that used to dance in his palms during the summer evenings in the Ascart Fiefdom. Before the young boy could fully process it, the light coalesced into a small emblem right there on his palm.
“Could this truly be the key to altering my destiny?”
The charming, dark-haired boy whispered to himself, clutching the emblem firmly. He was eager to test its power, but a crucial question arose: whose affection should he aim to capture first? Pondering this query...
“Is this even a competition?”
With the silver emblem affixed to his chest, a vision of a silver-haired figure flickered in his mind. Roel's face hardened with a resolute expression, much like a warrior facing insurmountable odds.
“Alicia Ascart, I am coming for you!”