NOVEL NEXT Chapter 155: An Undead? This is a Skeletal Dragon!
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Twilight Grand Canyon.
An Intern Reaper wielding a scythe, clearing the undead.
That night, mistaking the undead for a junior in the way of the sword, I descended here to help the "junior" avert a crisis, only to mistakenly strike the Intern Reaper with a sword.
Right upon arrival, I was attacked and reflexively struck back; it wasn't until I saw that my attacker was an Intern Reaper with a Grim Reaper's Scythe that... the Intern Reaper took off without looking back.
Considering the situation that day, along with Venus's revealed identity at this moment, the Intern Reaper struck by my sword... is undoubtedly this little guy Venus.
Intern Reaper...
Requesting assistance...
Goodness... the "Request for Assistance" message I received that morning, while building a snowman, could it have come from Venus here before me?
Clearing the undead in Twilight Grand Canyon.
Encountered a mysterious and unknown powerful entity.
The mysterious and unknown entity gave her a sword strike, deeming solo combat to be somewhat dangerous, prompting her to send out a call for assistance to nearby Intern Reapers.
What truly frightened Venus... was not the sword strike he unleashed.
It was her mistaken belief that the undead had summoned a mysterious and terrible unknown existence...
An entity able to "descend," surpassing the realm of ordinary powerful beings, is a valid concern for Venus.
This is bad.
Turns out it's my fault for raising the difficulty level of Venus's task.
No.
I can't let Venus know yet that I'm an "Intern Reaper."
The identity of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor... I can't hide that.
If I don't say it, Amelia would somehow manage to make me show off in front of Venus.
Not mature at all.
Over a thousand years old... and still so playful.
The shock of Venus being an Intern Reaper to him.
The shock to Venus of his identity as the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor.
Amelia's little tricks... I see right through them.
If I didn't want to reveal my identity as an Intern Reaper, I would have taken out my Grim Reaper's Scythe and slung it over Amelia's shoulders already.
Beast Tamer.
Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor.
These two identities are enough; there's no need to let them know I'm an "Intern Reaper."
If I can, I will avoid showing the identity of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor; if I have to show it... I absolutely cannot use "Sunset Fall."
I will have to switch to a different Sword Intent.
The young dragon was just pointing at Venus clad in Reaper attire, enthusiastically patting the evil dragon's arm and seemingly about to blurt out "Looks like you're late."
But just as she was prepared to speak, Amelia spoke first, apparently very pleased with the evil dragon's reaction to seeing "Intern Reaper" Venus.
The simple-minded Elves must have thought the evil dragon was intimidated by Venus's identity as an "Intern Reaper."
Really though... the evil dragon's reaction was more likely one of surprise.
On the way here, sometimes they'd return to Black Dragon Island to sleep. On Black Dragon Island, the Evil Dragon mentioned he wanted to sign an Intern Reaper contract with Venus.
Who would have thought Venus was already an Intern Reaper.
From the look of the Evil Dragon, it seems he does not wish to reveal himself as an Intern Reaper for the time being.
Quite the secret keeper.
"Little Dragon, don't be afraid, Venus won't hurt you. Do you have something you want to say to the liar Lance?"
"Yeah."
"What would you like to say?"
"Look quickly, there's a Grim Reaper."
If the Evil Dragon doesn't want to expose his identity as "Intern Reaper," neither can I.
Amelia crossed her arms, gazing at the little dragon standing next to Lance, puzzled... she somehow felt the little dragon's reaction was... not quite normal.
A typical little dragon's reaction to seeing a Grim Reaper... would be some fear, right?
The little dragon's reaction just now didn't seem to be fearful, but rather like...
Excitement?
Maybe because at this age, little dragons are in a stage where their curiosity and desire to explore are blooming, seeing such rare and peculiar professions in real life, getting excited is quite normal.
But Lance's reaction is more interesting.
Blankness.
Amazement.
Regret.
Huh?
Regret?
What does Lance regret?
Venus being an Intern Reaper, what is there for him to regret?
"Sorry Lance, my identity as an Intern Reaper... wasn't intentionally hidden; it's just Amelia insisted I meet you and reveal my identity in front of you, to give you a surprise.
Well... I also had a little bit of a mischievous desire to see your reaction to finding out I'm an Intern Reaper..."
Venus, holding the Grim Reaper's Scythe, was satisfied; Lance's reaction just now... confirmed that he was indeed shaken by her identity as an "Intern Reaper."
Between Beast Tamer and Intern Reaper, the shrouded-in-mystery "Intern Reaper" definitely carries more weight.
"Now that you're an Intern Reaper, I don't know how to congratulate you. Wishing you a promotion and a raise... seems no different from cursing you to die."
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"Lance, from now on you needn't fear death. If one day you're close to death, contact me in advance, and I will cross realms to find you, guiding your soul to the area I'm responsible for.
If you wish to be reborn, I'll use my authority and connections to let you be reborn in a wealthy family, even if you want to be reborn into the Royal Family, I'll try my best to fulfill that wish."
Venus removed the hat from her head, looking into Lance's eyes, speaking earnestly.
"If you don't want to be reborn, I can recommend you as a Reaper assistant. After my death, or one day when I change my job to Reaper, you can be my assistant. When the time comes, I'll work hard to level up to a second-level Reaper and apply for a first-level Divine Position for you."
Lance laughed.
He walked up to Venus and playfully ruffled her hair: "Hearing you say this... I'm relieved. The Hell Grim Reaper you've contracted with... should take good care of you, and you seem very happy."
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