I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

The Tower of Babel incident, and even the chaos that has gripped the underground world of the floating city for nearly a month, has had little impact on the residents living on the ground—it's uncertain how many people even know about the underground world, let alone the fact that the mute have descended upon the Tower of Babel.

Perhaps it was the mute people hidden in the floating city who sensed something was wrong.

From a certain day onward, their prayers for the mute were no longer answered.

You should know that in the past, people with aphasia were almost like gods who would grant any request, and they were incredibly easy to talk to.

Because of this upheaval, all the mute people began to move about in secret, trying to find out what had happened and what was going on inside the Tower of Babel, which only allowed entry but not exit.

However, the public's attention was not focused on this matter.

The biggest news about the floating city recently is its expansion.

Despite having decided to expand and having already begun the expansion, the floating city did not land on the ground. Instead, it remained above the Dwarf Kingdom and sent airships or spellcasters skilled in flight to the Dwarf Kingdom to invite the kingdom's top masters to come to the floating city to participate in the expansion.

Those who came to the floating city through this opportunity were not only the top masters of the dwarf kingdom, but also many skilled dwarf craftsmen. After all, expanding the floating city was a huge project, and it certainly couldn't be completed in a short time by a dozen or so top masters. The adventurers who were originally the most numerous in the floating city were basically of no use in this regard... Even the witches of the floating city were not many of them of any use.

Everyone knew about the expansion, and the progress was announced daily. In less than a month, the project was more than half completed.

During this month of bustling expansion, the biggest change for the permanent residents of the floating city was that... the number of dwarves seen on the streets increased significantly.

This is a world of swords and magic, but the dwarves in this world are quite different from the dwarves in the traditional Lord of the Rings fantasy world. Although they are still a race that is bold and brave, loves to drink, and is famous for their superb skills, they do not look as rugged as one might imagine. Not only do female dwarves not grow beards, but even male dwarves do not grow beards very often.

The dwarves in this world are all young boys and girls, and the passage of time doesn't change their appearance much; at least, other races can't tell that they've aged.

Therefore, during this period, the floating city, at least on the surface, had a much lower average age, and dwarves—in other words, legal young boys and legal young girls—could be seen everywhere, much to the delight of LSPs.

Tong Zhi, is it? Torture! Real torture!

In short, the number of cute boys and girls in the floating city has increased several times recently. Everywhere you can see sweet and lovely dwarf women who are actually mothers of three, and dwarf men who are not as tall as other drinkers but drink beer from mugs bigger than their faces in one gulp.

Incidentally, along with the dwarves, a large number of drow elf art books with related themes also flooded into the floating cities. After all, the dwarven kingdom and the drow elf kingdom are neighbors, and the drow elf art books that were popular throughout the continent were also popular in the dwarven kingdom... However, this kind of art was still too early for the floating cities—too much!

However, compared to the conspicuous dwarves, another group of residents is quietly integrating into the floating city. Although they should be even more out of place in the floating city and even in this world, the public opinion they face when integrating into the floating city is much less than that of the dwarves.

Those 20,000 people from the world of Sleeping Beauty... they now call themselves Dream Clan or Dream Residents.

Despite being the main culprit for the overcrowding in the floating city, the Dream Clan's temporary residence was split up and they were randomly assigned to various districts of the floating city. However, they integrated into this advanced city at an astonishing speed without causing any hostility or discrimination from the original residents of the floating city.

The reason for this is actually quite simple: the current population structure of the floating city is rather peculiar. Most of the residents are adventurers who have come to participate in the witch's game. They are not locals who have lived here for a long time, and the population turnover is extremely fast. In essence, they are no different from the dreamers who suddenly joined the floating city.

The original inhabitants of those floating cities had experience in accepting adventurers and were themselves enlightened researchers and spellcasters. They would not engage in such filthy racial discrimination. As noble mages, they discriminated against all non-spellcasters equally. Compared to the Dream Clan, whose members were all "sages," the peasant adventurers were more in line with their discriminatory standards.

But what about the attitude of the Dream Clan themselves, in contrast to the acceptance of the Floating City?

Furthermore, what about the unstable factors carried by the Dream Clan?

Duke, walking briskly through the streets of the floating city, slowly exhaled.

He wore a hooded trench coat, which concealed his inhumanly charming face well under the hood and disguise magic. Walking leisurely in front of him was a resident of the Dream Clan. He was considered a very advanced member of the Dream Clan. Within a month, he had adapted to life in the floating city and even started participating in the witch game strategy.

He had just finished a game and was drinking his victory drink when he staggered back to his temporary residence, seemingly unaware that Duke was following him.

"Hey, bro."

After missing an alley, Duke suddenly quickened his pace, catching up with the dream resident in a few steps. He patted the man on the shoulder, put his arm around the drunken man, and whispered, "You're a dreamer, aren't you?"

"Uh...uh?" The drunken older man turned around and looked at him blankly. After hesitating for a moment, he asked in a questioning voice, "Wh...what's wrong?"

Do you remember this person?

Duke snapped his fingers, creating an illusion with magic, and then Talia's image appeared in the eyes of the Dream Clan elder.

"Hiccup." He let out a hiccup, rolling his eyes in exasperation. "Who is she? How would I know her?"

"So, do you remember who I am?"

Duke snapped his fingers again, and the image in his hallucination immediately changed, becoming the image of him before he became Charisma 25.

The Dream Clan member stood there swaying for a moment, then squinted and began to identify the figure. Soon, he exclaimed, "Hey, isn't this our savior! Duke! Duke! Duke!"

"Stop, stop, stop..." Duke's lips twitched slightly beneath his hood, and he quickly interrupted the man's repeated cheers. "Do you remember what this guy did?"

"He saved us Dream Clan."

Sure enough, he used "He".

Duke narrowed his eyes.

Chapter 294 Wanted? Vacation!

Duke looked at the somewhat fanatical Dream Clan elder in front of him. His worship of "Savior Duke" was almost to the point of fanatical faith. Although he was somewhat confused due to drunkenness, which made his fanaticism irrational, this irrationality also allowed Duke to hear his true feelings.

"He saved our Dream Clan, He is the greatest of our Dream Clan..."

At this point, he was completely overwhelmed by the alcohol, and slumped down, unable to utter the last word.

Duke casually helped the Dream Clan elder brother up, and they walked arm in arm down the streets of the floating city. He had been planning this conversation for two days and had already figured out where the elder brother lived. Now, he helped the elder brother walk slowly home. He thought for a moment and felt that even if something happened, it wouldn't be a big problem and he could be saved. So he stopped and brought his face close to the half-asleep elder brother.

"Hey bro, can you see my face clearly?"

After saying that, Duke removed the disguise spell from his face, revealing a non-human face with a charm rating of 25.

"..."

Upon seeing Duke's face, the Dream Clan elder, who had been more confused than lucid, suddenly awoke. His eyes widened, and he trembled with excitement at Duke's gesture of putting his arm around him. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word, only managing a few incoherent gurgling sounds. After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a single word:

“Du…”

"Shh." Duke smiled slightly, making the Dream Clan elder almost faint with excitement. "Brother, calm down. I'm not a god, I'm a living person. To be honest, it bothers me that you Dream Clan worship me as a god. Don't do that again."

The Dream Clan member, who had been startled awake, nodded excitedly.

His fervent faith may still remain... but it has at least shifted from belief in "gods" to worship of a "savior." After all, generally speaking, gods won't put their arms around you or have close contact; only living, breathing people can.

For Duke, the savior is much better than a god. After all, the savior is still a human. No matter how fanatical one is in worship, it's just raising GACHI. But for the Dream Clan to treat him as a god and engage in devout faith, the consequences are much more serious than those of GACHI fans. It goes without saying which is more troublesome, Annie or the Mute.

You have to understand, Duke's current body is a genuine divine body!

You should know that the resurrected humanity and the dormant divinity of the mute reside within Duke's body!

In this situation, the faith that the Dream Clan develops in him could be truly fatal; he might actually be deified as a result.

Given Duke's power, if he were to truly become a deity, his mind and soul would likely be overwhelmed by divinity, and he would then turn on the mute, becoming a dehumanized, automatically responding divine machine.

After escorting the Dream Clan member home and receiving his heartfelt thanks, Duke returned to the streets of the floating city.

He is now completely free from Talia's curse and no longer needs to worry about any soul damage caused by any entanglement with the officials or benefits of the Floating City. Duke now only needs to worry about... well, being arrested on the spot by the Floating City's law enforcement.

It had been several days since Amber and the others rescued him from the Tower of Babel. Having disrupted Carol's long-planned scheme and even taken the mute's true form with them to "flee in fear of punishment," they naturally could not live openly in the floating city.

What's strange is that only Duke was wanted, and no reason was given.

This made the adventurers in the floating city start to speculate again—what had that witch assassin done this time?

It's important to understand that Duke's actions this time went far beyond simply incurring public wrath; he was directly wanted by the floating city authorities!

Good heavens, did he really scumbag Lord Carol and then turn his back on her?!

Uh... the adventurers obviously didn't know that Lady Carol had already been skipped by Duke's five ships, which was no longer news.

The three leaders who directly fell out with Carol—Amber, Cecil, and Annie—were not wanted by the floating city authorities; they could even walk openly on the city's streets. Only a secret force directly under the city lord's mansion was tracking their movements.

Because of the presence of amber, they were not afraid of being followed at all, and a few spatial spells were enough to shake off the secret forces that were tracking them.

The secret force wasn't worried. After all, the targets would eventually split up and operate separately. And as long as they had a fixed base, they could simply wait and catch them once they found the location of that base. There was no need to play cat and mouse with them in the wide and crowded streets of the floating city.

But after a few days, the secret force was in despair. Judging from their modus operandi, Duke and his group must have a fixed base, but their hiding place was even more baffling than Amber's known spatial abilities.

The city lord's secret forces have searched almost the entire floating city, both above and below ground, but they still haven't been able to find out where this group of people have been staying all this time.

The answer is simple.

[Prop name: Charming West Coast. 】

[Props Description: Dazzling sunlight, azure sea, enchanting beaches... Why not take your beloved girl to a beautiful resort?]

[Item Effect: After use, transforms the surrounding environment into a beautiful resort beach, rapidly enhancing the relationship between men and women who enter. The user can freely modify the beach's specific stats. However, only creatures wearing swimsuits or completely naked can be brought onto the beach.]

They hid in a separate alternate dimension, like a witch's game where anyone could come and go as they pleased. No matter how long the special forces of the city lord's mansion searched in the floating city, they would not be able to find this place—and even if they did find it, they would not be able to get in. After all, who in their right mind could imagine the conditions for entering this place?

Duke quickly changed his clothes, activated the gadgets he carried, and transformed the surrounding environment into a nighttime beach. A gentle sea breeze blew in his face. He yawned and walked towards the small wooden house that had been built on the beach at some unknown time.

"Hey, Duke, you're back." Amber waved with a smile and shook the barbecue fan in her hand. "Time to eat."

Duke turned his gaze to Amber, Cecil, and Annie, who were wearing swimsuits, and then looked at the "naked" (referring to the revealed form) Little Black, revealing a meaningful smile, and said with emotion, "That's nice."

Amber put down her fan, turned her gaze to Cecil and Annie, who were wearing swimsuits, and gave them the same smile as her boyfriend, before uttering the same lewd remark: "It's so nice."

"...You two have such weird smiles." Guangbao walked over and genuinely complained, then, drooling, he approached the barbecue grill, his eyes shining as he looked at the fragrant skewers, and asked obediently, "Can we eat now?"

"Here, let's eat."

"Yahoo!"

Chapter 295 The Wonderful Life on the Beach

Logically speaking, people are naturally inclined to seek novelty and tire of the old.

No matter how beautiful the swimsuits of all the witches are, you'll eventually get tired of seeing them after a while.

But the girls in front of him were different. There was Amber, who was just as unreliable as Duke; Cecil, who was carefree; and Annie, who not only didn't mind wearing a swimsuit in front of Duke, but even wanted to strip naked and push him down... Because of these three unique personalities and their high level of affection for Duke, Duke had enjoyed a feast for the eyes these past few days.

Under the arrangement of the tasteful LSP Amber, they changed into various swimsuits every day, creating a beautiful sight on the glamorous West Coast.

For example, right now, the three of them are dressed in different stylish outfits.

Amber wore a black two-piece swimsuit, the black fabric highlighting her ample bosom and revealing a large expanse of white skin. However, she hadn't abandoned her beloved maid outfit; instead, she wore a super-short maid skirt over the swimsuit, her legs covered in knee-high black stockings, and above that, white leg rings. She looked exactly like a swimsuit version of Saber Alter, whose bust size far surpassed that of the original Black Arthur.

Cecil, on the other hand, was wearing an adorable pale yellow tubular swimsuit. Above the skirt, which allowed for easy movement, she had an oddly fitting swimming ring around her waist, giving her a look that was a mix of sporty girl style and kindergarten girl style. However, her strong, long legs and excellent body proportions made her look cool and alluring. If it weren't for her often silly, goofy expressions in front of Duke and the others, they would probably think she was a cool and aloof older sister—at most, they would think she was a silly older sister.

Then look at Annie... To be honest, although Annie is a necromancer who is constantly in contact with bones and corpses, her previous style of dress was never revealing, and even seemed somewhat conservative. This was probably because Monica's lack of moral education had left this yandere completely clueless about how to seduce men.

But when she shed her conservative everyday clothes and put on the daring swimsuit Amber had prepared for her, Duke belatedly realized that she was actually the one with the best figure among the three—neither slightly shorter than a certain lewd elf, nor lacking in feminine features, she far surpassed that steel-plate Lighttek.

As is widely known, Anne's most prominent personality trait is Anne herself.

She had considered using her beauty before, but as a researcher and a homebody, she really didn't know how to do makeup or dress up. She relied entirely on her natural beauty, and she didn't know how to do makeup or even how to coordinate clothes. Therefore, in the floating city full of beautiful women, she couldn't show any advantage at all.

But after Amber's careful dressing-up, Anne was as dazzling as Cinderella after she used magic to arrive at the ball and in front of the prince.

Anne had already noticed Duke's return. She smiled slightly in the sea breeze, which made her hair flutter freely. She placed her hand on her chest, pressing down slightly on the two mounds clearly outlined by the white fabric, making them even more breathtaking. But when Duke's gaze moved downwards, Anne's flat, perfectly proportioned abdomen and the curve of her full thighs were not as captivating as the knot of rope tied around her waist.

Anyone who sees those light, fluttering ribbon knots will feel the urge to untie them.