An invincible journey starting from a different race

It was clearly late at night, and at this time in the past everyone would have found their homes. It was a very quiet time, but today it became extremely lively, and the cheers of the men seemed to be able to turn the entire town upside down.

The women...mainly the nightmares, and some new adventurers who had not gone to the Dream Tower with them before had no idea what was going on. They quickly stuck their heads out and saw that on the brightly lit street, the cheering men were throwing one of the young-looking men high up in the air, then catching him, throwing him up again, and catching him again, repeating this process over and over again.

It's like celebrating the victorious war heroes during wartime.

But this is not war time anymore, what are these guys celebrating?

The confused man quickly put on his pants and rushed out of the room, catching everyone passing by and asking, "Hey, hey, hey, what happened?"

But before he could even finish asking the question, he was hugged by the other person and then spoke in a tearful voice.

"We...won!"

The doubters were even more confused: "Victory? How did you win?"

"No, no, no, brother, it's not us, oh no, it's you too." The returning adventurer desperately patted the confused adventurer's shoulder, "This is everyone's victory! This is a victory for all men! This is a victory for all escorts!"

...Wait, wait, wait, isn't there something a little wrong with this victory?

The returning adventurer grasped the doubtful adventurer's shoulders and said with emotion, "From now on, we might still be beaten by those nightmares, we might still be bullied by them, we might still give them money, only to be treated like toys and played with at their will. We might still be looked down upon by them even when we've lost our last drop of energy. But so what? So what?!"

The returning adventurer waved his hand and spoke in a rather heroic tone.

"At least today! At least tonight! We have won! Aesop has fired the first shot against these arrogant nightmares! He has beaten them hard! Watch me, brothers, as the old saying goes, a spark can ignite the entire grassland! Tonight is the first shot! But it is definitely not the last shot! We will have more people standing up, more people firing at those arrogant nightmares! Fire hard! We are going to wage a war of artillery fire... starting tonight! So do you understand why we are so happy?"

"...They don't understand at all, okay? What's the meaning of "cannon" or "non-cannon"? Explain it to me now, don't leave!"

All in all, Aesop's feat tonight completely ignited the passion of Dream Town.

In order to celebrate this great night, the men of Dream Town rushed to the tavern, intending to get drunk and not leave until they were drunk!

So all the taverns were forced to open for business, but there was nothing wrong with that. Why not make money if you can?

It's just a pity for the nightmares in each family. They can't get any customers tonight. They originally thought that they could just wait for those guys to come back. After all, how long can they watch a show?

But what no one expected was that after returning, these men went straight to the pub to have fun and ignored them completely.

What is this, a group of people staying alone in an empty room?!

At this time, the nightmares really wished they were wine goblins, because at this time, only the wine goblins in the tavern could make money from these guys.

But anyway, even the drunkard wasn't particularly happy.

because……

"Brother, stop drinking, stop drinking. If you drink any more, there will be nothing left. Why don't you try to touch me for a while?"

Yes, these men only have the wine in their eyes, and they can't even see the wine fairies. This makes the wine fairies feel very helpless. Now these men come to buy wine just to have fun with the beautiful wine fairies, but now they have become gifts!

Damn it, what on earth happened!

Where's the Dream Tower? Where's the Dream Tower? Save it!

When the nightmares placed their last hope on their most solid belief - the Dream Tower, they discovered something even more terrifying.

The Dream Tower claims that once it opens, it will never close.

closed.

……

Inside the Dream Demon Tower, Lystia, who had barely recovered from her weakness, sighed softly as she looked at the equally listless Dream Demons.

"We...still lost." There was a hint of sadness in her words. "The Dream Demon Tower, which had never been defeated in a thousand years...still lost to me."

Some nightmares were unconvinced and said, "That guy must have been cheating. He used magic! Can a victory like that even be considered a victory? I absolutely can't do that."

"What's wrong with using magic?" Lystia glared at the unconvinced nightmare demon and said, "Didn't our clan rely on our superior physique to dominate this land for thousands of years, even spreading our genes to all races? When those races lost to us in the past, they didn't say it was because our physique was too bad, right?!"

After being taught a lesson by Lystia, the unconvinced Night Demon could only bow his head and admit defeat: "I understand."

Another nightmare said, "Uh, Sister Lystia, even though we lost, there's no need to close the shop. There are still so many sisters who can work. Is it necessary to let them accompany us?"

"The Dream Demon Tower's invincibility has been broken. Is there any point in working that day?" Lystia sighed again. "I never thought the Dream Demon Tower would lose. Even the White Wolf couldn't do such a thing. Even the Hundred Demons God-Slaying Formation was broken. This is no small matter. I must report this to headquarters. Until I receive instructions from headquarters, I won't be working for the time being."

"Yes, is it that serious?"

Lysitia glanced at the nightmare who asked this question, and before he could open his mouth, the nightmare immediately lowered his head and dared not say anything more.

"I told you, this is a serious matter," Lysithea said seriously. "Until now, no matter what race, no one has ever thought we would lose, but we lost. Do you know what this means? The first shot has been fired, and soon there will be a second and a third. Once they find our weakness, then, then..."

Lysitia seemed to want to make the consequences sound more serious, but after trying for a long time, she couldn't think of any serious consequences, so she could only say.

"Anyway, we absolutely cannot let this evening's events go!" Lystia clenched her fists tightly and spoke through gritted teeth. "I need to report this to headquarters. We can't rest on our laurels or become obsessed with past successes. Times have changed. If one person can defeat us, there will soon be a second, and a third. I absolutely cannot allow this to happen. We... need innovation!"

"Revolution? Innovation?"

"Yes, we need to become stronger and more invincible!" Lystia's eyes were already burning with fighting spirit. "Tonight is a shame for the Dream Demon Tower! But I will definitely wash away this shame with my own hands and lead the Dream Demon Tower to glory again!"

"Aesop...just wait!"

"I, Lystia...will never give up!"

……

While the people outside were having fun, Aesop, who had been left high for a long time, finally returned to his room.

Even though he was the protagonist of tonight's "big victory", he didn't feel too emotional. Moreover, ever since the first incident in the dwarf's tavern, Aesop didn't want to drink much anymore. He always felt that there was dwarf's foot skin in every glass of wine.

So he came straight back.

He returned to the room, closed the door, and cast a silencing spell, and he finally felt quiet.

After taking a look at Ling and finding that the latter still had no intention of waking up, Aesop walked to the desk and prepared to record what happened tonight in "Aesop's Fables".

Then, a butt suddenly moved over.

"I saw it all." A butt made a sound. It was naturally Lisa, and she was a little proud. "I can see it clearly from here."

Aesop looked at her in surprise: "Can you see it from such a distance?"

"Yeah," Lisa said. "I don't know why, but this eye works better than both of my old ones... But that's not the point. I'm saying, I never knew what you were doing hiding in your room practicing those weird finger techniques every day, but now I finally know. And I have to say... you're pretty damn boring."

"Why is it boring?" Aesop said, "I think it's still very meaningful."

"...I really can't understand how that old fogey Abel managed to raise a stuffy bastard like you," Lisa said, wiggling her hips. "You're his most proud disciple, the most talented person in the world. I envy you to death, and yet you do weird things like this every day?"

In response to Lisa's accusation, Aesop repeated: "I said, what I do is meaningful."

"What's the point?" Lisa said, staring at what Aesop was about to write. "If you were just writing pornographic books, I might think you were expanding your influence, but tonight... well, tonight your influence has expanded even faster. Honestly, meeting you makes me feel like most of my life has been wasted. You're truly eye-opening in every way, so tell me what you learned tonight."

Aesop raised his hand, and then condensed a deep blue magic cyclone in the palm of his hand, which was completely different from the previous one.

Lisa only took a glance and felt her hair stand on end: "What is this?!"

Aesop replied.

"This is arcane."

276 is over, the teacher found out

Everyone in Lysa was dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at the magic cyclone in Aesop's hand, her reaction like an old man with dementia. After a while, she came to her senses and said, "You are already an arcanist?! No way... You are already an arcanist?!"

"Oh, not yet." Aesop shook his head and said, "There's still some time left."

"Then what's going on?" Lysa breathed a sigh of relief, having thought Aesop had become an arcane mage. "You said you were using arcane magic, and I can sense that the nature of your magic is vastly different now."

Aesop replied, "Because it's indeed arcane, but becoming an arcanist isn't achieved overnight, like climbing a staircase. Once you reach the top, you've reached the top. According to my teacher, becoming an arcanist is a transformation from 'human' to a higher dimension, an act of complete rebirth. Changing the nature of magic is the first step. I'm at this stage now. In a sense, my magic can already be called arcane, but I haven't reached the level of an arcanist yet."

"I see." Lisa nodded thoughtfully. "But why have I never heard of this knowledge?"

"Because you are too low class."

Lisa: “…”

You really know how to talk, damn.

Although these words made Lisa sound unhappy, she had no reason to refute them. After all, she was the famous Black Witch in front of outsiders, but in the eyes of the orthodox academic school, and the academic school with the inheritance of an arcanist, she was not much different from a small fry.

So she really didn't want to ask any more, but what could she say? This was knowledge related to arcanists, something ordinary people couldn't even ask for, so what if she was ridiculed? Even if Aesop was now directly doing something to her lower body, she still had to ask the question in her heart: "But in a sense, you have advanced, right? After all, the nature of your magic was not like this before."

Aesop nodded and said, "Yes, it is considered an advancement."

"Then... why?" Lisa asked. "I really don't understand. Are you really going to prove your truth with Happy? Although I don't know much about arcanists and star magic... but this thing of yours is too weird. It can't be explained by arcanists and star magic at all, right? In all these years, I've never seen anyone grow up in this way. I'm even considered a heretic, called the Black Witch, but compared to you, I feel I'm still orthodox."

This is also what puzzles Lisa the most. In order to improve her strength, she tried every method and even spent time in the church's prison. It was really miserable.

But this Aesop, not only was it so easy for him to level up, but he was also so fucking crooked, to the point that Lisa couldn't understand it at all, so she had to ask him clearly.

Hearing Lisa's question, Aesop replied, "It has nothing to do with the method. To become an arcanist, you need more than just magic power. It's more about solving puzzles."

"Clear the confusion?"

"Yes, if one still has doubts in his heart and fears in his heart, no matter how deep his magical power reserves are, he will never be able to become an arcanist."

"I know that," Ryza nodded again, then said, "But the doubts and fears in your heart... could they be the nightmare?"

"No." Aesop shook his head, and then answered seriously and solemnly, "It's a woman."

Lisa: “…”

"What kind of creatures are women? Why does being close to them bring me such pleasure?" Aesop lowered his head, staring at the magical energy swirling in his palm. Perhaps to match his mood, the magical energy became rapid and turbid, as if symbolizing Aesop's current inner feelings. "Why are their bodies so beautiful? Why did God design them this way?"

“…What’s the design?”

"They have a gap, and we have a fill-in."

"Okay, okay, please stop the fucking talk. I really beg you to stop the fucking talk."

Lisa had no choice but to interrupt Aesop. She felt that if she didn't interrupt, her own state of mind would be affected. After all, she had endured all kinds of hardships to improve her strength, but look at this guy in front of her. His goddamn research object was the gaps and supplements between women and men!

Why is the gap between people so big?

Aesop retracted his magical cyclone and said, "That's my suspicion. As for fear, it does come from those pure-blooded nightmares. I feel they are simply too powerful, and there's no chance of defeating them. So, this has become my inner demon. You should know what inner demons are."

"I do know about inner demons," Lysa sighed, "but I didn't know this could become an inner demon."

“People are different from one another,” Aesop said. “That’s individual difference.”

"Of course I know it's individual differences, but you're way off." Lisa really didn't want to complain anymore, but she had to continue, which made her feel very tired. "With you, I suddenly realize that my previous research topic wasn't so unorthodox after all. I should have just studied you instead."

Aesop shrugged without further explanation.

After all, geniuses have always been misunderstood, and he has become accustomed to it.

After calming down her inner anger, Lisa asked, "So your fear is gone now. Have you completely overcome this crisis?"

Aesop shook his head and said, "No, there is something more important. I haven't been able to overcome it yet, and I don't know if I will have the chance to overcome it in the future."

"Oh?" Lisa's eyes narrowed slightly when she heard Aesop say that. "Is there still a hurdle you haven't crossed yet?"

Although she looked very surprised, Lisa felt a little relieved in her heart. After all, if that was the only thing in Aesop's mind, it would be too hard for her to accept.

Sure enough, there was something else bothering Aesop.

That must be a very serious topic. After all, Aesop's tone revealed a lack of confidence, and Lisa rarely read a lack of confidence from Aesop, so she judged that this must be different from the previous ones. It is most likely a grand and mysterious topic like the origin of the universe and life.

Who doesn't fear the starry sky?

Aesop's expression was indeed very serious. He lowered his head, looked at his hands and legs, and then spoke softly.

"Yes, there's still a hurdle I haven't been able to overcome. That is... I don't know when I'll be able to defeat those nightmares with my sword, in a fair and square manner, without relying on any tricks. Although I won tonight, it was still by cheating. I think, when I can really use my own sword..."

"Alright, alright, shut up." Lysa slumped. "I shouldn't have expected anything from you! Is there anything else on your mind besides that?"

"And Oppai." Aesop said seriously, "This is the fundamental reason why I embarked on this path."

Lisa: “…”

Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it anymore, really don’t think about it anymore.

If you want to understand the brain structure of a psychopath, you may very likely become a psychopath yourself.

Lisa no longer wanted to talk to Aesop, but there was nothing she could do. After all, Aesop was now a true quasi-arcanist, so Lisa still wanted to learn more information from Aesop no matter what. What if she could become an arcanist in the future?

After all, if even a psychopath like Aesop can do it, why can't I?

Am I smarter than him?

So, Lysa continued to ask, "How have you changed since then? Didn't you say the nature of your magic has changed? In other words, you're no longer using magic, but arcane magic?"