RNP Chapter 824 The Moonlight is Beautiful, Miss White Witch
Chapter 824 The Moonlight is Beautiful, Miss White Witch
Chapter 824 The Moonlight is Beautiful, Miss White Witch
"Mr. Broly, why haven't I seen the magic stone today?"
"I have other uses for the magic stones. You can just bring the monster materials up there."
Broly didn't explain anything, and Modo didn't ask any more questions. With his daily supply of monster materials, he left the 37th floor of the dungeon.
After everyone left, Broly fought monsters for another day. When it was time to rest, he carried a large bag of magic stones to the spawn point of the 37th floor dungeon master, Udeos. After clearing out a bunch of earth-born monsters, he dug a large pit at the place where Udeos was born, poured all the magic stones he had collected that day into it, and then took off his heavy armor and lay down in it.
This is a method Broly discovered recently while sleeping in the enormous lifelike sleep pod in the dungeon to improve sleep quality.
Yes, the entire dungeon is filled with energy, and the gaps where monsters can be quickly spawned are the nodes in the dungeon with the most energy. Sleeping in such places provides the best physical experience.
Broly initially sought out nodes where ordinary monsters were born to sleep, but now he directly steals the super-sized nodes that give birth to floor masters to sleep with.
To improve his sleep quality, he would also pour magic stones into it. In other words, the higher the concentration of air or magic energy in the maze nodes, the more comfortable it would feel to lie down and sleep.
Recently, Broly has been eating less, but it's not because he has a poor appetite; it's just that his body is being filled with energy from those nodes while he's sleeping.
Broly felt like a machine that consumed a lot of electricity. Eating was like replacing the batteries in his body to replenish energy. But now, lying in the gaps of the maze to rest was like being plugged into a high-power charger. Just a short rest was enough to make him feel like he had been in a deep sleep for eight hours, and he would wake up full of energy.
Broly's days of solo monster-hunting training in the dungeon were simple yet fulfilling, spent every day grinding monsters, eating, and sleeping.
Of course, the trade-off is that the rate at which happiness points increase when encountering a partner becomes more gradual.
However, he was indeed living a comfortable and carefree life, without having to think about those troubling matters of sexual relations.
Just as Broly was preparing to stay in the 37th floor of the dungeon labyrinth, Udeos's magical node lair, for a while longer, someone he didn't expect came to visit.
"Miss Philweis, are you also here to cultivate your skills and practice gold alchemy?"
The person who found Broly was the White Witch, who seemed to have come to the Deep Zone alone.
"I'm not here to farm gold, nor am I here to cultivate. I heard from Letia that you've been in the dungeon for a while, so I came here specifically to find you."
"What do you want from me?"
Broly was somewhat puzzled, but he still threw a punch mixed with energy at the monsters that kept surging towards him.
"Bang!"
With a deafening roar, Phil Weiss felt the ground beneath her feet tremble. The direction from which Broly had thrown his fist, the Death Arena of the 37th floor of the labyrinth, was directly blasted into a small section, with a large amount of rubble falling and burying the hordes of monsters that were constantly spawning and arriving to reinforce them.
Broly clapped his hands, as if he were doing housework at home and a guest had suddenly arrived, so the host would temporarily stop what he was doing to entertain the guest: "Miss Philweis, please come and sit in my place."
He led the White Witch toward the lair of the 37th floor master, whom he had usurped.
Upon arriving at the destination, they carved a hole in the rock wall and invited Phil Weiss to sit down.
"Ah, you want me to sit next to you in a cave you dug out?"
Phil Weiss was somewhat taken aback. The cave Broly had casually dug wasn't very big; it was just the right size for the two of them to sit side by side.
"Miss Philweis, don't underestimate this cave. After you sit down, I'll show you some good stuff I recently found in the dungeon."
"Well----"
Although it felt a little awkward, Phil Weiss sat down in the cave.
Broly also took off his heavy armor and sat down next to her.
Then, the air is connected to the air in the surrounding rock walls, and the air is output in the opposite direction to guide the excavated cave to heal and repair quickly.
As the surrounding rock walls pressed in, Phil Weiss instinctively wanted to jump out, but Broly grabbed her hand: "Don't worry, Miss Phil Weiss, it's alright, these are all good things."
Phil Weiss tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't, so she stopped struggling.
Broly remained calm and continued to control the cave's repairs.
"So, Mr. Broly, is there some special meaning behind you pulling me into being encased in the rock walls of the dungeon's restoration environment, leaving only our faces exposed?"
The two bodies were no longer visible; only two faces, seemingly embedded in the rock face, remained. It was then that Phil Weiss couldn't help but ask.
"Miss Philweis, don't you feel the rock walls enveloping your body pouring energy into you?"
"Well----"
Upon hearing this, Phil Weiss carefully sensed it and realized that the magic stone in her body was indeed being infused with a subtle, flowing stream of magical energy, almost as if she had knocked on a magic stone.
"This is my latest discovery in the dungeon. As long as we dig open the dungeon wall, bury ourselves in it, and then let the dungeon grow the wall back, we can receive the same magical infusion treatment as when the dungeon nurtures monsters. It's an excellent resting place that can be created anytime, anywhere in the dungeon."
Phil Weiss listened to Broly's eloquent explanation of the new functions being explored in the dungeon environment, feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.
What normal person would bury themselves in the walls of an underground city to rest? This underworld function was something that not only adventurers hadn't discovered, but even she, a weirdo, hadn't found out.
"Getting back to the point, Miss Phil Weiss, what brings you here?"
Inside the rock wall, after Broly finished introducing his latest discovery, he asked the White Witch why she had come to find him.
"I'm here to ask you why you've been spending so much time in the dungeon."
"Uh, I've only been here for five days, that shouldn't be too long, right?"
Broly felt a little strange about this question, but he still responded to the White Witch.
"No, it's been a long time, especially for the person you met. Lefia has been talking to me about you leaving a message in the dungeon these past two days, and I came down to check on the situation on her behalf."
"The monster-hunting training is going smoothly, and I've discovered a new way to relax in the dungeon, which has me quite engrossed, but it's making Lefia worried."
"Mr. Broly, when are you going back?"
"I want to stay in the dungeon for a while longer."
"So, you've actually been avoiding Lefia and the others, right?"
Phil Weiss suddenly asked.
"?"
The boy's face on the rock face suddenly turned his head to look in her direction.
"That reaction seems to have been correct—"
Before Broly could ask any further questions, Phil Weiss began to explain.
"When Lefia was chatting with me, she said that you seemed to be avoiding them."
She is indeed very perceptive. At first, I thought she was overthinking it, but it turned out to be true.
After a pause, Philweis continued, "So, Mr. Broly, can you tell me why you're avoiding Lefia and the others?"
Broly: "————"
"I know I shouldn't be asking this question, but Lefia and Miss Tiona are my friends."
I've heard people say that men are enthusiastic about pursuing women before marriage, but after marriage, this enthusiasm may quickly fade or even turn into fatigue and a desire to avoid them.
"Well, Mr. Broly, you're also my friend. Is it because you've been encountering too many people that you're feeling overwhelmed, which is why you chose to come to the dungeon to hide from Lefia and the others?"
Seeing that Broly remained silent, Phil Weiss continued to ask questions.
"If so, tell me, and I'll go back and tell Lefia and the others, and persuade them not to exploit your body too much—"
As the White Witch spoke, her face flushed slightly. Broly, Lefia, and the others had treated her with sincerity, and she couldn't reciprocate with the same sincerity. Therefore, this was the only thing she could do to help.
"Uh, Miss Philweis, you misunderstood. I'm not lacking in energy. Every time Lefia and the others gang up on me, I make sure to satisfy all of them, with guaranteed quality and quantity."
"If it's not because you're powerless, then what's the story behind your sudden escape to the dungeon to hide from Lefia and the others?"
Phil Weiss also turned her face away, looking at him with some confusion.
"How should I put this—?"
Broly looked somewhat embarrassed as he met the White Witch's curious gaze.
"Alright, you're my friend too, I'll tell you what's going on—"
Not wanting to be misunderstood as an incompetent and powerless husband, Broly chose to tell Phil Weiss about his situation.
"So, you're not lacking in ability, but rather you have too much energy, but because you have a prior appointment with someone else, you feel uncomfortable giving your virginity to another person, which is why you're avoiding it?"
"Um."
Broly nodded, while Phil Weiss was somewhat amused and exasperated.
"I thought you couldn't do it."
"Just kidding, I'm super capable."
"But if you've already made a promise to someone, why don't you just be honest with Lefia and the others? Why come all the way to the dungeon to hide?"
"Keliluka, the cute little human girl you met by my side before, told me that there are some things I should keep from you."
"Mr. Broly, you can't keep hiding in the dungeon from Lefia and the others forever, you'll eventually have to go up and face them, won't you?"
Five days is not a long time for you to hide alone, but what if it were ten or twenty days? Lefia and the others would definitely come looking for you, wouldn't they?
"That's true."
"So, instead of hiding, you might as well go up and be honest with Lefia and the others. As for Miss Lilyluka's suggestion that you hide some things, that was probably before you caught up with Lefia and the others, right? Now that Lefia and the others are willing to get close to you, shouldn't you be more honest?"
"Yes, Miss Philweis, you're right."
"Don't worry, most of your harem members are understanding people. If you explain the situation to them clearly and apologize sincerely, they shouldn't be too angry with you."
"Yes, I will confess and apologize properly when I get back."
Now that things have come to this, it seems that the only way out is to be honest.
Seeing the lingering worry on the boy's face, Phil Weiss, almost without thinking, added, "If—"
I mean, if Lefia and the others can't help you with your excess energy, maybe—I can lend a hand too—”
The sound grew fainter and fainter until it was almost inaudible.
Broly turned his head in surprise and saw Phil Wiss with her eyes tightly closed.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and her fair face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.
If his body hadn't been stuck in the rock face, he might have covered his face by now.
"Miss Philweis, does that mean—you like me?"
Facing this straight shot, Phil Weiss took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and suddenly opened her eyes to meet the boy's gaze.
"Yes, Mr. Broly, I like you. It started the moment you and Lefia accepted me—"
This answer left Broly somewhat bewildered. He was the kind of person who often said he liked others, but he had very few experiences of being confessed to in return.
"Then—Miss Philweis, will you be my wife?"
Broly felt a little awkward and embarrassed when he asked the question.
"I do."
Phil Weiss answered without hesitation, but then added, "But not now—"
"What do you mean?"
"I think you need to be careful about making me your wife. You should wait until you know me better."
"But I feel like I know you pretty well now."
"No, you don't know me well enough. You need to know me more."
Phil Weiss's attitude was unusually persistent.
Broly was somewhat puzzled, but he didn't refuse to learn more about the other person.
After thinking for a moment, he controlled the Crystal Palace panel and created a figurine of Phil Weiss within the Crystal Palace space.
Then, she said to the White Witch, "Miss Philwiss, can you tell me more about yourself?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Broly, I can't tell you that; you'll have to find out for yourself."
Phil Weiss made it clear that she was willing to become his wife, but he needed to get to know her better.
He wanted to learn more about her from her, but she directly refused.
What does this mean?
Broly frowned, thought for a moment, and quickly came up with a possibility.
This situation may stem from the conservatism of the elven race itself in this world.
Because all the elves Broly encounters are like that—shy and reluctant to take the initiative.
Even though Philweis is the one who has taken the initiative to approach us, it would be a bit difficult for her to actually take the initiative as well.
Well, in terms of actual action, you have to take the initiative yourself.
The rock wall surrounding his body was in his way, so Broly simply shattered.
"Miss Philweis, may I begin to get to know you now?"
After breaking free from the rock wall and getting outside, Broly began to inquire about the White Witch.
"What do you want to do?"
Broly's hand slowly moved up her forearm, making Phil Weiss a little flustered.
"I understand you."
Broly answered matter-of-factly.
But it had already swept past the slightly protruding wrist bone, glided across the taut lines of the forearm, and arrived at the elf's rounded shoulder.
Holding the warm, smooth shoulder, I could clearly feel the body beneath my hand stiffen for a moment.
And, along with the subtle tremor that followed.
After pausing to confirm that Philvies hadn't rejected him, Broly continued—
Philweis is soft, not as large as Alicia, but rather the kind that can be held in one hand.
Even through the thin fabric, you can clearly feel the perfect shape of the other person and their amazing elasticity.
Just as he was about to unbutton his shirt to feel the smoothness of her skin, Phil Weiss grabbed his hand.
"Mr. Broly, please stop here."
Unlike her previous coy approach, Phil Weiss's voice was tinged with tears.
Broly realized that she really didn't want him to continue.
"it is good."
Although he didn't know why, he stopped.
[My clothes are celestial garments made by Lord Dionysus himself. If they are removed, it may expose the fact that I am a monster.]
Fortunately, the boy stopped, which relieved Phil Weiss.
"As long as you don't take off your clothes, you can touch me as much as you want—"
Immediately, worried that her refusal might be misunderstood by the boy as a lie about wanting to be his wife, she quickly added another sentence.
"Need not."
Broly shook his head and gently took her hand.
"Getting to know each other can take time. If Miss Phil Weiss is nervous, let's start by holding hands."
"Huh? Will this work? Won't it fail to solve your problem of excessive energy?"
"I don't need your help with that for now. Miss Phil Weiss, all you need to do is hold my hand."
Philweis's hand was tightly enveloped in the boy's palm, and Broly did not proceed any further.
"So, after we hold hands, what should we do?"
Phil Weiss asked, having absolutely no experience, but feeling reassured by being held in the hand.
"Go back to the surface, confess your apologies to everyone, and while you're at it, announce that you've become my wife."
"But I'm not really your wife yet—"
"Once I understand Miss Philvis better, you'll agree, won't you?"
"Um--
Phil Weiss responded softly, but felt somewhat uncertain.
She cherished the warmth of the boy's hand at that moment, yet she feared his rejection when the truth came out and her true self was exposed.
. . . .
At the Hearth, Broly brings the White Witch back with him.
"So, Broly, your insistence on going to the dungeon alone this time was actually to have a secret rendezvous with Miss Philvis?"
As soon as she entered, Hestia crossed her arms and angrily blocked the doorway.
Clearly, the act of leaving a message and sneaking away displeased this supreme deity.