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While admiring Bettina's brutal fighting ability, Mr. Cyclone was still waiting for Sonja's return.

In fact, Mr. Cyclone already knew what he wanted to know, and now he wanted to explore the southern region of Allen City.

It is said that walking towards the southern city wall from here is the forbidden area of Allen, a battlefield known as the red-light district, where men indulge in their vices.

To be honest, it is the only illicit activity that King Allen does not heavily prohibit. It is because 70% of the female warriors from that place are acquired through human trafficking, and the remaining 30% are said to be played by nightmares that enjoy consuming men's power.

Why doesn't King Allen prohibit it?

The reason is simple, because even though it is a place of corruption, it is still the battlefield that men yearn for.

Proper governance is enough; excessive prohibition would only result in unnecessary resistance.

After all, it is definitely not an easy task to sever the warlike side of men.

"Well, there will always be opportunities."

Mr. Cyclone shook his head and abandoned his original plan.

Since he had encountered Sonja, he would save the adventure in the red-light district for next time.

As Mr. Cyclone thought so, he turned around and was attacked by a venomous snake.

Don't misunderstand, it wasn't the aggressive but enjoyable snake attack like Elyse's. This time it was a real snake, a real venomous snake attack.

Lick, lick, lick~

"What the heck!? What is this!!"

Half a second too slow to react, there was already a trail of saliva on his face.

"It's alright, it's alright, my princess's love juice is not poisonous~ Hahaha~"

Wiping the saliva off his face with his hand, Mr. Cyclone looked at the attacker in front of him.

A white snake, white with floral patterns. Although not huge, its body was undoubtedly thicker than Mr. Cyclone's arm.

"So, this is Allen's hero? Hahaha~"

The white snake, who referred to itself as "my princess," spoke with a high-pitched voice. Upon carefully listening, Mr. Cyclone discovered something incongruous.

First of all, besides the white snake, there was a man standing in front of Mr. Cyclone.

The white snake coiled around the man, who was a young man with peculiar clothing and long purple hair.

He smiled, and then, the white snake's head came around to face Mr. Cyclone.

"Can you see my princess's husband?"

The snake spoke again, and at the same time, the man made an innocent expression.

"Hey hey! What's with that expression, you lowly human! Aren't you satisfied to have my princess as your wife!?"

Mr. Cyclone looked closely and realized that besides sticking out its tongue, the white snake didn't actually open its mouth.

"Is this... ventriloquism?"

Upon hearing this, the white snake slapped Mr. Cyclone on the face with its tail.

"An inferior creature who can't even distinguish ventriloquism from my princess's singing voice!!"

In an instant, the white snake infuriated Mr. Cyclone.

"Damn it! You rotten snake! Believe it or not, I'll cook you into medicine!!"

"Carl! This man cannot be the hero, let's go!"

The man called Carl first shook his head to indicate that it was not like that, then he bowed repeatedly to apologize.

"Carl! I already said this man is not the person you're looking for! Stop apologizing!"

Slap, slap, slap!

In the same manner, the white snake also gave Carl three slaps.

But Carl just kept bowing and slowly retreated, disappearing into the crowd.

Suddenly being slapped twice and then disappearing, the man and snake left Mr. Cyclone with only one thought.

"This... is so perplexing..."

However, Bettina took a step forward and looked at the disappearing snake, saying,

"That's a white flower snake... it's quite rare. It's said that... ha! It needs to live for at least 500 years to transform into one with white floral patterns... Haha!"

"..."

Until now, Bettina, who had been silent, finally laughed upon seeing Mr. Cyclone being slapped twice.

"It's no wonder you're Allen's hero~ Even the old snake is attracted to you~ Hahaha!!"

The more she laughed, the more exaggerated it became, to the point where she had to press her stomach with both hands to barely stand.

Really, seeing Bettina laugh like this, Mr. Cyclone, for the first time, had the urge to hit a girl.

However, in the next second, a woman who really wanted to be hit by Mr. Cyclone appeared.

"Oh my!? I can actually meet the great one here?! Looks like I'm pretty lucky~"

A familiar voice, a familiar figure approached Mr. Cyclone from the side.

"Hey hey~ great one~ ♡"

The woman with huge breasts bumped into Mr. Cyclone with the ball, skillfully pressing up against him.

"Can you give me a perfect score in private?"

"Damn...don't come near me!!"

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