Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

"what…………"

I got pinned against a wall by a muscular, monstrous man...

The shop assistant's eyes seemed to turn into rolling fried eggs, her legs trembled uncontrollably, and she felt like she was about to lose control of her bladder.

Only then did the toddler realize how rude he had been, and he quickly apologized.

"Hmm...it's alright, sir." The shop assistant adjusted her slightly loose glasses and forced a professional smile again. "'On the Postpartum Care of Pigeons,' that's an animal-related book. Please follow me~"

The shop assistant searched for a while before finally finding it; it was quite a thick book.

She was a little confused; pigeons aren't exactly complicated birds, so why was there so much written about postpartum care...?

However, this is no longer her responsibility; you should ask the author.

She handed a thick book to Tore, and seeing the large words on the cover and a cute dove drawn on it, Tore left the bookstore satisfied.

The shop assistant watched him leave.

"Even someone this big enjoys reading. You can't judge a book by its cover..."

Back at the hotel after leaving town, Domi and Forty-Seven were enjoying a northern-style matcha cake by the window in the lobby on the first floor.

When Domi saw Tori return, she greeted him, but Tori kept his head down, gave a casual reply, and went upstairs.

"Has this guy... been dumped?"

Just as they reached the corridor, Afu happened to come out of her room.

As members of the same team, aside from some outrageous requests, Afu would still greet Toll in a friendly manner.

"Yes, I'm back..."

The nurse continued to study the nursing manual in her hands with her head down.

This was the first time she had ever seen Tori so engrossed in his work. Before she could even ask him what he was looking at, Tori had already gone into his room and locked the door, acting rather mysteriously.

"Oh no... this can't really be postpartum care, can it?"

Tuo'er read every illustration and every word in the book with utmost care.

This book was like opening a door to a new world for him, letting him know that there are many other ways to interact with pigeons!

For the next half day, the three of them didn't see Tuo'er come out of the room again.

They gathered outside the door, a little worried. They were going to enter the ruins the day after tomorrow, and if Tuo'er messed up at this time, it would be a big problem.

"Captain, is the book you mentioned, 'On the Postpartum Care of Pigeons,' really that interesting?"

Domi shook his head: "I don't know if it's interesting or not, but it's definitely hardcore. Maybe Tuo'er... just likes this kind of thing."

"After all... well... someone who wears a pigeon head on their head... well... must have a special fondness for it..."

Upon hearing the word "heavy-taste," everyone conjured up some strange images and shuddered.

"No! We can't let him continue down this path!"

"Little Lord……"

"team leader?"

Domi mustered her courage, while simultaneously repenting for the sinful slip of her tongue, and knocked on the nurseryman's door, speaking to him in a rare gentle tone:

"Hey kid, we're going to eat now!"

"Go ahead! I've opened the door to a new world and am exploring it!"

There were even occasional cooing sounds coming from inside; who knows if they were real pigeons or just shills imitating pigeons.

"It's over, it's over, it's over..." Domi broke out in a cold sweat.

If the childcare worker was occasionally quite normal before, he is now entering the next stage of his illness!

Now that things had come to this, asking for help from others was useless, so Domi turned to God instead:

He pleaded fervently, "God of Coo Coo Coo, the shill is still useful, please release your faithful follower for two more days..."

Chapter 133, Section 132: A Song of Ice and Fire, the Remnants of the Xisha Islands

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Early that morning, before the sun had even risen, Domi and his group set off and left the hotel.

Along the way, more and more adventurers could be seen coming out of the inn to join the large group, forming a torrent composed solely of adventurers.

They all share a common destination—the magical ruins that are about to open.

During his journey, Domi encountered many races he had never seen before.

All sorts of orcs, all handsome men and beautiful women of the winged race, with snow-white wings on their backs and wearing silk clothes, like apostles of the gods.

Many ancient texts describe this group of winged people in this way.

However, Domi had also read relatively objective reviews and knew that their special feature was nothing more than their wings and their innate magic of using feathers.

Because only they can use this magic, humans have not given it a name or definition.

In addition, there are various elven races such as dwarves, forest elves, and dark elves, as well as countless humans dressed in different styles, making it a veritable hodgepodge.

This demonstrates just how alluring the opening of magical ruins is to adventurers of all races.

This ruin in the Ruins City is known for its randomness and abundant rewards.

It is said that each time you go in, you will encounter a different challenge, and even if you die inside, it is not considered a real death, but rather a failure of the challenge.

Depending on the different reward rules, different rewards will be given, or rewards may simply be earned through challenges. In short, the forms are varied, and even the organizers themselves are unsure.

It appears as if the computer is performing random operations.

Incidentally, to prevent overly powerful individuals from disrupting the balance, the standard is based on human strength; only mid-level mages or adventurers below S-rank are allowed to enter.

Domi and the others were just satisfied.

Following the main group, we arrived at the entrance of the ruins. The surrounding decorative buildings had all collapsed, but the gate that led to the real ruins still stood there despite the erosion of time.

At this moment, a dark mass of people, at least a thousand, had gathered in front of it.

Everyone eagerly awaited, silently counting down the days until six o'clock in the morning...

Even the people of the Ruins City and the Northern Kingdom's capital are starting to get nervous.

The ruins were opened to the public after a longer period of time this time, and it is unknown what changes occurred.

However, regardless of the circumstances, they would still use large sums of money to buy the treasures that adventurers brought back from there.

thump -- thump -- thump --

The bronze bells of the hilltop church rang out with a deep, resonant sound, striking every two hours; it was exactly six o'clock now.

Gulu...

At this moment, even the sound of swallowing saliva was incredibly loud.

Rumble, rumble!

Suddenly, a huge commotion came from beneath the ruins, and the surrounding magic was instantly sucked away, creating a vacuum field devoid of magic.

The gate that could have been passed through directly is now filled with a colorful light curtain.

Thus, the way the ruins were opened was exactly the same as before, and the officials breathed a sigh of relief. They had thought something might go wrong, but now they were at ease.

If they cause any trouble, the reputation of their Ruins City will be ruined.

People shouted and rushed to squeeze into the light curtain and then disappeared.

Domi and the others were at the very back of the group. He looked at Tor beside him with some concern and asked with care:

"Tuoer, are you really okay? If... if you want to study pigeon postpartum care a little longer, we can understand."

However, Tor simply gave him and the two girls a reassuring look, patted Domi on the back, and said:

"Don't worry, what kind of person do you all take me for? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would ignore reality for the sake of pigeons?"

The three of them nodded in unison.

He felt slightly embarrassed, coughed twice, and continued:

"In short, I've learned everything I needed to learn, and I'm absolutely ready to give it my all when it comes to exploring the ruins!"

"I hope so……"

Afu twitched her lips, but also said, "I believe you this time."

Just then, she caught a glimpse of several familiar figures out of the corner of her eye, and her expression became somewhat blank.

Domi noticed Afu's unusual behavior, followed her gaze, and suddenly realized what was going on:

"Should we go say hello to them? It's rare to run into them in a new town."

“Um…no,” Afu shook her head. “It’s not possible now. We can get together after everyone comes out. I’m afraid I’ll bother them.”

"Afu is so gentle~"

"Don't say that, I can't bear the responsibility..."

Domi smiled slightly, perhaps without even realizing it herself, that she was actually a gentle and loyal person.

"Alright, now that everyone is ready, let's go in too, lest we miss the opportunity."

After queuing for a while, Domi's team also entered the gate and were then teleported into the interior of the ruins.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a huge, enclosed white space where everyone who had been teleported in had been gathered.

However, the others didn't seem too flustered, probably because they were "regular customers" who came to the ruins to buy goods. It seems that this was the case the previous times as well: wait for everyone to arrive before starting together.

Five minutes later, the light gate outside the ruins collapsed, and it returned to its previous appearance.

The officials were immediately horrified!

"What's going on?! Why isn't the portal responding?"

"We don't know either, this has never happened before..."

"How do people who go in and fail get out?"

The city lord of the ruins city was instantly drenched in cold sweat, his voice trembling violently: