319: The Destined One

Chapter 318: The Destined Person

Soon, Dick knew something was terribly wrong, because a strong floral fragrance permeated the pink underpants, intoxicating the heart...

Before Dick could make his next move, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

Bang—

The next second, the door was kicked open, and as the cold wind rushed in, the intoxicating floral fragrance became even stronger.

The person who came was Afra, her face full of shame and anger, quickly coming before Dick with her gorgeous long dress held up, and snatching the pink underpants.

Slap!

Just as Dick was about to say something, a crisp slap sound rang out, followed by a burning pain on his face.

Afra did not use any body strengthening magic; she only used normal force, clearly just venting the frustration in her heart.

Although Dick had reacted, he did not dodge, but chose to take the slap head-on.

Under the Blessings of numerous Blessings, Dick could be considered thick-skinned and tough; let alone a slap, even if Afra punched him a hundred times, it would be fine.

Of course, the premise was that Afra did not use high-level melee magic, otherwise Dick would not dare to take it head-on.

"You, you pervert!"

Afra glared at Dick, her chest heaving violently, and roared angrily, "Count Grudia, I misjudged you!"

Originally having nothing to do, Afra wanted to come and discuss the teachings of Fate with Dick, but she didn't expect that while in the corridor outside the door, her underpants would instantly disappear.

The speed was so fast that it stunned Afra; she didn't even sense any trace of magic flow!

It wasn't until the lower half of her body felt cold from the wind that Afra reacted, and then she quickly found the trace of the underpants based on the floral fragrance.

The body fragrance of a Flower Elf is highly recognizable, and at the same time, its penetrative power, persistence, and adherence are extremely strong; even a normal person's nose can easily find it.

The pink underpants obtained by [Payday III] were a style that Afra often wore; the floral fragrance left on them could not be removed no matter how much they were washed.

Unless Dick immediately burned it with Doomsday Flame, turning the underpants completely into ash, and then quickly dealt with the residual floral fragrance in the air.

It was just a pity that Afra happened to be outside the door, and Dick had no time at all to deal with the 'evidence'.

Minutes later, inside the room.

Afra, who had put on her underpants, traced Dick's face with her fingertips glowing green; the swelling on it was continuously disappearing.

As a level 64 Healer, Afra was absolutely professional; even if Dick was on the verge of death now, she would have a way to quickly heal him.

"Does it still hurt?"

"What if it hurts? I deserved this slap."

Hearing this, Afra fell silent, and Dick also stopped speaking.

After the treatment ended, Afra got up and sat opposite Dick; she did not blow things up, but chose to listen to Dick's explanation.

After all, this wasn't something glorious, and it would have a bad impact if it spread.

She, a dignified level 64 Flower Elf, was molested by a human teenager in his twenties, and he even succeeded; this was truly too embarrassing...

However, the main reason was the late-night proselytizing before; Afra had a good impression of Dick, and she herself wasn't an impulsive person.

If it were an ordinary human teenager, he would have probably died immediately just now.

Although Afra was just a Healer, she had a wealthy background and definitely had many offensive magic items on her; if she had murderous intent, Dick would also be in grave danger.

This was also why Dick chose to take that slap head-on just now; alleviating Afra's anger was the highest priority.

"Speak, I am not an unreasonable person."

As expected, facing Dick's sincere attitude, Afra's anger subsided considerably, and Dick saved his life.

"It's like this," Dick said with a sincere face, not in a hurry, "I am practicing high-level spatial magic, and because I am not very skilled, I accidentally..."

[Payday III] is essentially a spatial magic, but it is specifically aimed at secret treasures within a one-kilometer range.

Afra did not speak, just silently watched Dick.

The eyes are the window to the soul, and the face is the manifestation of thoughts; even the most skilled deceiver cannot truly maintain a poker face.

But Dick was different; not to mention the calmness brought by a hundred lifetimes of experience, the supreme 'Perfect Coordination' talent could achieve the most perfect acting.

Facing Afra's scrutinizing gaze, Dick held his head high and chest out, meeting her eyes with a clear conscience, his eyes full of openness and frankness.

And after all, Dick wasn't a pervert who liked to steal other people's underpants.

Even if he really had such desires, wouldn't it be a more efficient action to just go directly to the girls?

With many girls around, Dick had no reason or need to become a pervert.

A minute later, Afra did not see any clues, and instead, her face turned slightly red as she glanced to the side.

"Alright, I'll tentatively believe your explanation," Afra pursed her lips and whispered, "Don't do such foolish things again next time..."

Seeing Afra say this, Dick understood that the matter was over, and immediately nodded repeatedly; this farce had passed without major incident.

But in this way, did his luck actually increase?

In terms of value alone, Afra's underpants were definitely very valuable; their material and craftsmanship were top-notch, and the embedded miniature magic arrays for leak prevention, warmth, cleaning, etc., were even more precious.

Especially the dazzling gold and gems used to draw the pattern, Dick's 'Mineral Identification' gave extremely high praise, all starting from high-level.

After several estimations, these pink underpants were worth at least a million gold coins!

Afra was indeed a member of the Didalian Family; even a random pair of underpants on her was this valuable.

So... did [Payday III] really steal a high-value secret treasure for him?

But what followed immediately was being discovered by Afra on the spot; from this point of view, it seemed a bit unlucky again.

And the final result was that although Afra forgave him, she also took back the underpants, and he got nothing.

Whether it was a loss or a gain, good luck or bad luck, it was hard to say.

Due to the overly complex factors, Dick decided to invalidate this experiment.

Afterward, Afra, just like last time, conducted a proselytization session with Dick that lasted for several hours.

In order to appease Afra's emotions and prevent her from bearing a grudge, Dick put his all into every word, every action, and every expression.

Dick was like a top-tier gigolo, doing his best to please Afra, and her cheerful laughter occasionally echoed in the room.

The smile on Afra's face never disappeared after the proselytization began, and her body, just like last time, subconsciously stayed close to Dick.

Clearly, before coming, Afra had made up her mind to definitely maintain physical distance from Dick to avoid the awkward situation from last time.

Fortunately, until the proselytization ended, the awkward situation of 'accidental contact' from last time did not occur.

Every action of Dick was carefully considered; as long as he didn't do it intentionally, there would be no 'accidental contact'.

...

Late at night, Afra, after washing up, lay on the bed, looking worried.

She held the pink underpants from the daytime in her hand, couldn't help but bring them closer, and only after confirming that they were full of the familiar floral fragrance did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Dick..."

Muttering, Afra couldn't help but roll around on the bed, letting out low moans of shame and annoyance.

After a while, Afra finally calmed down, her complexion just becoming more flushed.

Made restless by Dick

Speaking of which, today's proselytization made the same mistake as last time; her distance from Dick was too close, and their bodies were pressed together.

For some reason, when facing Dick, Afra always had a strange feeling, a feeling she had never had before.

This wasn't the first time she had proselytized to someone, but when facing the many handsome elites from the Central Region who were much more handsome than Dick, Afra always maintained her distance and never overstepped.

Even with women of the same sex, she had never been this close.

Thinking back and forth, Afra finally concluded that it was because the act of proselytizing to Dick was too captivating, which was why she was like this.

In all these years, no one had ever been as compatible with her as Dick; every conversation, every clash of ideas was an enjoyment.

Suddenly, Afra lowered her head to look at the softness that was squeezed and deformed by herself, and murmured, "Tonight, at least, he was proper; there was no accidental touching..."

When she said this, even Afra herself didn't notice that her tone revealed regret.

In the latter half of the night, Afra had a dream she hadn't had in a long time.

That was before coming to the Northern Region, when she went to the church to pray and unexpectedly heard the divine sound of Fate.

At that time, the voice of the Destiny Goddess, like celestial music, sounded in her mind, and she said that Afra would soon meet her destined person.