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Chapter 1004 - 986: Temptation, Seduction? · Oct 08, 2026

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1001 Chapter 1001 - 983: ...And You Have Something to Do with This Too? 2026-10-08
1002 Chapter 1002 - 984: The Downtown Villa 2026-10-08
1003 Chapter 1003 - 985: Villa 2026-10-08
1004 Chapter 1004 - 986: Temptation, Seduction? 2026-10-08
1005 Chapter 1005 - 987: Shanni 2026-10-08
1006 Chapter 1006 - 988: The Story Behind It, Alchemy Master 2026-10-08
1007 Chapter 1007 - 989: Academic and Correspondence交流 2026-10-08
1008 Chapter 1008 - 990: Communication Studies 2026-10-08
1009 Chapter 1009 991: A Spectacular Show 2026-10-08
1010 Chapter 1010 992: Dudu’s Home and Upheaval 2026-10-08
1011 Chapter 1011 - 993: Beggars and Informants 2026-10-08
1012 Chapter 1012 - 994: Francis 2026-10-08
1013 Chapter 1013 - 995: Gang 2026-10-08
1014 Chapter 1014 - 996: Nightmare 2026-10-08
1015 Chapter 1015 - 997: A Talented Individual 2026-10-08
1016 Chapter 1016 - 998: Control and Funding 2026-10-08
1017 Chapter 1017 - 999: An Unexpected Encounter 2026-10-08
1018 Chapter 1018 - 1000: Shapeshifter (Celebrating One Thousand - s!) 2026-10-08
1019 Chapter 1019 - 1001: Looking for You 2026-10-08
1020 Chapter 1020 - 1002: Another Shapeshifter 2026-10-08
1021 Chapter 1021 - 1003: This City Owes Us! 2026-10-08
1022 Chapter 1022 - 1004: The Growth of Curse Fire 2026-10-08
1023 Chapter 1023 - 1005: Vivaldi Bank 2026-10-08
1024 Chapter 1024 - 1006: Collaboration 2026-10-08
1025 Chapter 1025 - 1007: The Show Begins 2026-10-08
1026 Chapter 1026 - 1008: Shapeler 2026-10-08
1027 Chapter 1027 - 1009: True Faith 2026-10-08
1028 Chapter 1028 - 1010: Smartbrain, Recording a Wonderful Life 2026-10-08
1029 Chapter 1029 - 1011: Master Salesman 2026-10-08
1030 Chapter 1030 - 1012: Teleportation 2026-10-08
1031 Chapter 1031 - 1013: Coordinate Shift 2026-10-08
1032 Chapter 1032 - 1014: Henry Gedemitis 2026-10-08
1033 Chapter 1033 - 1015: Stretching Space 2026-10-08
1034 Chapter 1034 - 1016: The Age of Contempt 2026-10-08
1035 Chapter 1035 - 1017: Illusion Technique 2026-10-08
1036 Chapter 1036 - 1018: Old Tom 2026-10-08
1037 Chapter 1037 - 1019: River Maiden, Sanctuary 2026-10-08
1038 Chapter 1038 - 1020: Symphony 2026-10-08
1039 Chapter 1039 - 1021: Boundary Line 2026-10-08
1040 Chapter 1040 - 1022: Dark Forest 2026-10-08
1041 Chapter 1041 - 1023: Territorial Boundaries? 2026-10-08
1042 Chapter 1042 - 1024: The Definition of Evil? 2026-10-08
1043 Chapter 1043 - 1025: Rossga Castle 2026-10-08
1044 Chapter 1044 - 1026: Adapting to Magic and Anomalies 2026-10-08
1045 Chapter 1045 - 1027: Sudden Shift in Atmosphere 2026-10-08
1046 Chapter 1046 - 1028: Close Confirmation 2026-10-08
1047 Chapter 1047 - 1029: Dorguldu 2026-10-08
1048 Chapter 1048 - 1030: Netherworld 2026-10-08
1049 Chapter 1049 - 1031: Dwarf Squad 2026-10-08
1050 Chapter 1050 - 1032: Wargs and Beastmen 2026-10-08

Suddenly, Triss curiously asked amidst Lann’s silence.

”If at that time, I was in so much pain that only sleeping with you could slightly alleviate that dying feeling, would you have accepted me with my whole body covered in burns?”

I would have given you some highly effective anesthetics, the kind mixed on the spot.

Lann silently thought to himself, as Mentos playfully listed out many different anesthetic formulas he had developed before.

But the biochemical brain was quickly suppressed by Lann.

Lann was no longer the inexperienced novice he once was; he could clearly sense that the atmosphere between Triss and him today was different.

This wasn’t the warm, slow pace they used to have. Instead, it seemed like... an eager fire ready to blaze.

”You’ve had a bit too much to drink, Triss. This wine may be sweet, but it’s strong and not suitable for you.”

Lann tactfully avoided the question.

The brutality of war typically brings about some level of mental problems in participants.

Especially since, in the end, Triss had her whole body severely burned by her out-of-control magic power.

The pain of the burns, the fear of death, the delirium from fever, the mental torment of war... In Lann’s eyes, who cared for her then, Triss was almost like a mental patient.

If Triss had indeed made such a request at that time, Lann would have only thought that she had lost her basic ability to think.

He couldn’t possibly have had relations with a mental patient in a fit, right? What would that be? Taking advantage of someone in distress?

”Yes, I’ve had a bit too much.”

Triss chuckled softly with a hint of intoxication.

She didn’t mind Lann’s topic diversion at all.

Instead, she stretched without concern, as the silhouette of emerald green lingerie became clear under the translucent silk shirt as she stretched.

”What I mentioned earlier was just a hypothetical that never happened, and now I don’t have a single burn mark on my body, thanks to your crystal cultivation technology.”

”No, the cultivation of skin tissue was already underway before I went there...”

Lann was about to explain, but Triss didn’t give him the chance, clinking her glass with his and gulping it down.

The Demon Hunter pursed his lips and also downed his glass.

Triss wobbled as she picked up the bottle, and after pouring for herself, she tried to lean on Lann to fill his glass as well.

But halfway through pouring, she seemed too dazed to get up.

She leaned on Lann’s shoulder, exhaling warm breath tinged with the sweet scent of alcohol.

”Rita told me to ’take care’ of you. Don’t you understand what that means?”

”Wait~”

The Demon Hunter’s eyes slightly widened.

”She said you’ve been through a lot, during times we couldn’t be there for you.”

The breath Triss blew on Lann’s neck was warm, and her eyes were dreamy.

Her hand lingered over the exposed skin of the Demon Hunter, reluctant to part.

”You’ve encountered things in other worlds, things and people we can’t imagine... She felt a sense of crisis because of that, do you understand? That fear of losing you.”

”She’s afraid that in the future, you might find this world... boring, and then never come back.”

”So, she opened a ’door of convenience’ for me.”

I have permission.

Lann heard this meaning in Triss’ words.

”No, Triss. This is a bit too... ridiculous! What’s Rita thinking?!”

”Whether it’s ridiculous or not can be discussed later.”

Triss propped up on Lann’s shoulder, lifting her upper body.

At the same time, the glass that was once filled was poured over herself as she smiled.

Amber-colored expensive wine dripped onto the equally expensive clothing. The already translucent silk shirt made the emerald green contour underneath more apparent under the dim, ambiguous candlelight.

The style of that lingerie could only be described as... trendy.

”I have the same worries as Rita, even more so. Don’t you think you have an obligation to make us feel at ease?”

”I can only say... your worries won’t happen.”

Lann shook his head.

Triss acted as if she hadn’t heard.

”A promise is not made with words, but with actions.”

’Actions’ she pronounced with emphasis, and with her words, Triss was already kneeling on Lann’s lap.

’Crack’ went the sound, as the wood-framed, velvet-covered bench made an unsound noise.

Lann’s height decreased by a notch with it.

”Wait, wait, Triss, this bench isn’t sturdy!”

”It doesn’t matter.”

The Female Warlock’s soft breaths were like that of a starving beast.

”Today, even if we crash through these floors, it doesn’t matter.”

”Comfort me... I beg you... don’t leave.”

Triss knelt on Lann’s lap, her hands holding the Demon Hunter’s head tightly to her chest.

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”Triss! This thing isn’t right!”

On the next morning, the voice of the Demon Hunter rang out from a luxurious villa near the Master’s Square.

Lann was wearing breeches, with a bare torso, his wet hair draping over his shoulders while he rubbed his head with a towel.

He stood before a chaotic, split-in-half, and well-tossed-around velvet-covered bench, nudging the remains with his toe.

With his head turned upward, yelling to the upper floor, Lann’s tone carried disbelief.

The break on the bench was smooth and neat... it was made with magic!

At first, Lann thought the bench collapsing was because Margaret had provided outdated body data of Triss when she told Triss about it.

Right now, his body contains not only strong bones and muscles but also a whole lot of metallic cables.

The steel wires of Valerian Steel, mixed with the bones of the Extinct Dragon, are fixed and spread across his every tendon.

[Inner Steel] provides him with a great increase in power and enhances the defense beneath his skin.

He’s gained almost dozens of kilograms in weight.

And all this weight grew within less than a month.

Margaret didn’t count this weight in, which is completely normal.

But looking at it now...

Lann put the towel around his neck, bent over, and effortlessly lifted the entire two-piece woolen couch as if raising a piece of straw.

The mature yet youthful voice of Triss came from the second floor.

”What?”

She was still pretending to be clueless.

With wet feet stepping on the floor, Triss stood at the staircase looking down.

Her signature red hair was wrapped in a smaller towel, while a larger towel covered her from the collarbone down to her thighs.

No doubt, this half-wrapped state is the most enticing.

A female warlock always knows how to master the art of allure.

Triss, with a cheeky and confident mischievous smile, looked down at Lann from upstairs.

She saw the couch being lifted like straw by the Demon Hunter and remained unfazed.

”It’s such a pity, I really liked this couch.”

She waved dismissively, leaving a few wet footprints on the wooden floor as she turned away.

”Put it there, darling. It’s quite memorable, I’ll find a craftsman to fix it sturdier.”

Just as she finished speaking, Triss poked her head out from the second floor.

”Of course, if you plan to break it every time, I won’t fix it too sturdily.”

”Triss~”

Lann elongated his voice in dissatisfaction.

But this only elicited a more joyous, crisp laughter from the female warlock.

”Good morning, Meow, boss!”

Rong Buqiu scampered down from the third floor, landing on all fours with its big, clear watery eyes.

Last night, it was directly placed on the third floor by Triss’s magic, and it seemed completely unaware of what had occurred.

”Alright then...”

Lann put down the remains of the couch, pinched his forehead.

Judging by this spellcasting ability, Triss didn’t get drunk last night either.

What’s this supposed to be?

A psychologically traumatised elder sister tricking an innocent youth?

Damn!

Lann mentally flipped the table, while smacking the passing bio-computer, leaving the Mentos who was advancing the Curse Fire analysis task, completely dumbfounded.

Yet outwardly, the Demon Hunter maintained a mature and steady image in front of the little cat.

Lann’s armor and inner clothing were completely torn apart last night.

The armor was still okay, tough in itself, but the clothes were entirely ripped to shreds.

However, the benefits of Margaret providing Triss with Lann’s body data paid off; Triss had prepared a whole wardrobe of backups for Lann here.

The female warlock looked particularly radiant today; she even skipped a lot of steps during makeup.

Last night, the Qilin seemed to have gotten tired of seeing human cities, so it went out to play beyond the city.

After following Lann for a long time, it seemed to have roughly learned how to avoid attracting human attention; after all, the wisdom of Ancient Dragons isn’t diminished by the Qilin’s laziness.

The radiant Triss went downstairs not just ignoring the resistant look from the Demon Hunter but even close enough to pull him down for a kiss.

Lann shook his head, Triss did seem even more lively than Margaret.

He donned the hooded cloak again, this time without the Qilin, he was at least less conspicuous.

A tall, noble-like creature, clad in a Magic Horse Harness, would be too eye-catching even in Novigrad.

But a hooded, cloaked man, lurking in the streets of Novigrad wouldn’t stand out much.

This city, due to its unique and independent status, spies, scouts, private detectives, fugitives... there are many people on the streets who don’t want to show their faces.

The sales of hooded cloaks are pretty good in this city.

The cheerfully spirited Triss accompanied Lann out, while Dandelion and Geralt were already waiting at the Master’s Square.

”The woodland dryad!” Dandelion eagerly grabbed Triss’s hand upon approach, air kissing her palm.

”Skyborne elf! Fairy of illusions! A saintess with eyes like lake water, as beautiful as dawn. Your slightly parted lips, stir the heart...”

An already good-spirited Triss giggled, only retracting her hand after Dandelion finished a verse.

Everyone wasn’t a child anymore, from just the atmosphere, it was clear what happened last night.

So Dandelion kept blinking at Lann.

Unfortunately, the Demon Hunter had now entered work mode.

”Alright, Dandelion. You can put this aria into your new song, Triss would surely support you. But now, lead us to the Alchemy Master, alright?”

Feeling it was unlikely to require a fight, both Geralt and Lann appeared very relaxed.

Geralt was still holding a sandwich and munching on it.

”No problem.”

The bard slung his lute behind his back, full of confidence.

”I could link up Dudu, so of course I can link you guys too. My alumni are still sticking close to the master now.”

”The Alchemy Master’s name is Karkstan, but what’s your alumni’s name again?”

”Shanni,” Dandelion said nonchalantly, ”A freshman from Ossenford’s medical department.”

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