"W-why are you staring at me?"
"Show your gear!"
"W-wait! Don’t rip my clothes off! It’s a game—they won’t tear…"
The Guild Leader hugged her shoulders tightly, cowering in the corner like a bullied victim.
"N-no insults, okay? My heart’s glass—super fragile."
"Relax."
I already knew the Guild Leader was loaded, so her gear wouldn’t shock me much. I’d seen rich players splurge before.
"Absolutely not. I’m an RMB player, unlike this poor trash guy."
"Hey! Don’t spill the truth like that."
Her face scrunched up in pure fluster: (>△<).
Hesitating, she closed her eyes like resigning to fate, then pulled up her semi-transparent stats panel.
Blinding golden light burst from it instantly—dazzling, overwhelming—
"Ow! Stop! My titanium alloy dog eyes! I’m going blind!"
"Q-quick! Turn off the gear effects! Too bright!"
Alicia and I teared up from the glare, unable to block it even with our arms.
Only after she disabled the effects did we dare peek carefully.
ID: Qianxue Ruoxi Level: 20
Class: Holy Mage
Innate Skill: Divine Blessing (Passive)
Blessed by the gods—one in a million.
Attribute: Light (Healing)
Critical Hit: 30 Evasion: 15 Luck: — (affects crit/evade chance) Curse: -999 (affects drop rate)
Weapon: Dream Dust Song (Epic)
Chanting Speed +15%, Magic Crit +15%, Movement Speed +10%
5% chance to double skill effects.
"Life and death blur; in endless cycles, trapped in an eternal dream—the Holy Mage Emperor."
Armor: Seven Princesses’ Lavish Gown (Artifact)
Magic Damage Reduction 10%, Magic Attack +10%
3% chance to nullify physical damage.
"No words can describe the Seven Princesses’ beauty."
Necklace: Ice Sprite’s Blessing (Legendary)
10% damage absorbed by magic, Agility +20, Movement Speed +5%
"Ice sprites dance freely in the sky."
Ring: Regicide (Artifact)
10% chance to increase damage by 50%, 5% by 100%, 1% by 200%.
"To assassinate the Emperor, he wore a ring filled with deadly poison."
The rest was at least Divine Craft quality (green).
"Kneeling to the rich player."
Alicia and I instinctively knelt before her. How much did this cost?
Epics were priceless—rare even server-wide. But her innate skill, Divine Blessing, was the real treasure. Gear could be bought; innate skills lasted a lifetime.
Divine Blessing: absurdly powerful passive. Drop rate: 0.000000001%. Stronger with better gear and higher levels.
"W-what’s wrong with you two?"
Flustered, she hopped off her chair and pulled us up.
"Stop this! My gear didn’t cost much except the dress and necklace."
The weapon was worth three sets like hers.
"Ahaha, Guild Leader, I’m truly impressed. Please accept my bow."
Alicia, just standing, bowed again instantly.
"If you keep this up, I’ll get mad! Weapon and ring were lottery wins. Rest cost about a million."
"O-one million? P-peanuts…"
My mouth twitched. No wonder she’s a rich heiress.
Sorry, poverty limits my imagination. But lottery wins? Those items would sell for millions each.
"Wait, can you even draw gear here? I didn’t know."
Alicia looked confused after standing.
"Before ‘Emperor’ launched, pre-orders got three lottery draws. Only a thousand slots total."
"T-three wins?! That’s insane luck! Why didn’t I grab a pre-order?!"
Alicia wailed, clutching her head in regret.
I smacked her head with a chop.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Odds are tiny! Artifacts and Epics are one in a million. Divine Craft is 95%."
And 5% is gold or crystals. I drew ten thousand gold three times…
"Huh? I thought odds were good. One Epic, one Artifact, a hundred thousand crystals."
Tilting her head, the Guild Leader looked genuinely puzzled.
That’s the ugly face of a Euro player. So annoying.
Alicia and I exchanged glances, then crept toward her with sinister grins.
"W-what are you doing?!"
"Hehehe…"
"Heheh."
Wicked smiles, creepy voices.
"Eek! No! I’m sorry! Mmph!"
"Don’t touch me there! Sob… please spare me!"
After much messing around, we finally let her go.
"Sob… I’ll never get married now."
She lay on the table like a dreamless salted fish, sobbing softly.
Her black pearl-like hair spilled messily over the wood. Wrinkled clothes revealed snow-white shoulders and a flat stomach from the rolled-up hem.
She looked utterly wrecked, radiating quiet allure.
What did we do? Tickling, of course.
Alicia was a pro—fingers dancing over her chest and waist. Light touches built until she laughed uncontrollably.
I pinned her hands, preventing escape. But wow, her skin was amazing—smooth and silky like milk. Naughty thoughts flickered.
"Phew… Guild Leader, your skin is so soft."
"Hah… even so, you two went too far."
Alicia panted in her chair. The Guild Leader’s face flushed crimson. Looking at them, I smelled lilies in the air.
"Enough fooling around. Time for business."
Mmm, thanks for the meal…
"Hey, last question. Are you serious about making me ‘Emperor’?"
Still panting, she looked up. Her face was incredibly tempting—like a ripe apple begging to be bitten.
"When I was lost, you took me in. I was so moved. I never thought a game could mean this much. Now, I want to prove your choice was right. You gave me a home; I’ll give you this world. I’ll slap those who called you stupid after you left the big guild."
From the heart, I’d always seen games as pastimes. But here, it might be a stage bigger than reality.
"Alicia? What do you think?"
"Who becomes ‘Emperor’ doesn’t matter. But if I could choose, I’d want it to be you, Guild Leader. This guild is fun. I like it here. I want to see how high we can climb."
