2025-10-21 01:05:22The sound of the door to the room he was in opening roused Greg from sleep. Groggily, Greg cast a glance at a window on the far side of the room. Through it, he saw that the sky had turned orange. It seems that he had slept through the whole afternoon and well into the evening. Greg's gaze turned towards the door to find that the healer had returned. She was carrying with her a small basin and a piece of cloth was slung over her shoulder. It was these two items that she would use to wipe him down. The process wasn't too comfortable, given all the injuries that he'd suffered. Greg, however, still appreciated that she took the effort to clean him. From his inherited memories, Greg knew that he had two parents, a brother, and a sister. Why none of them ever showed up, he didn't as yet know. Given that this was a strange new world, Greg wasn't willing to jump to conclusions. Their absence, however, made the care that this woman offered all the more appreciated in Greg's eyes.
DING.
A light sound rang in Greg's head. Instinctively, Greg turned his attention toward the stamp-sized screen at the edge of his vision. There was now a bright red dot at the top right corner of the small screen. Greg couldn't help but note how much this resembled a dot notification as was common in smartphones back on earth. Whatever this system was, it seemed to be adopting a mode of interaction that a twenty-first-century earthling like Greg would be familiar with. Whether this was a coincidence or the thing was tailor-made for him in particular, he didn't know. He, however, wouldn't complain. It was a lot more convenient this way. After about three seconds of staring at the stamp-sized screen, it enlarged once again to cover most of his vision.
NEW MISSIONS AVAILABLE.
Greg had been expecting to see the old screen with something new added. Instead, these three words were now flashing on the screen. The word 'missions' was glowing in a different color to the other two words and so Greg intuitively clicked on it. Unlike was the case with the previous page, this time there was a response, much to Greg's pleasant surprise. A new page with nine tabs opened.
BASIC.
INTERMEDIATE.
ADVANCED.
EXPERT.
ADVENTUROUS.
DAREDEVIL.
TWISTED.
ROGUE
MILESTONE.
It didn't take long for Greg to work out that each of the different tabs held various missions categorized based on their nature and difficulty. On the first tab, the one labeled as basic, were five very simple missions:
Ø Interact with the healer for five minutes.
Ø Talk to the healer for a minute.
Ø Hold the healer's gaze for ten seconds.
Ø Make the healer smile.
Ø Hold the healer's hand for five seconds.
As far as Greg could tell, the basic missions were of the kind that, unless one was extremely socially awkward, anyone could complete. Unconsciously, he'd already resolved to complete them. Greg turned his attention to the next tab. A cursory glance at the five available missions on this page and he could see that they upped the ante. The missions were:
Ø Tell a lewd joke to the healer.
Ø Make the healer laugh at a lewd joke.
Ø Hold the healer close for ten seconds.
Ø Kiss the healer.
Ø Turn the healer on.
The missions on the intermediate tab were not as easy as the ones in the basic tab. Greg's assessment of them was that how hard they were depended on two factors. The first was how smooth one was with the ladies. In this aspect, he wasn't too bothered. In his previous life, while Greg was not exactly a Casanova that could bed ladies left, right, and center, he also wasn't clueless. He was, at the very least, confident that he could charm a woman if he wanted to. However, the second factor in assessing how easy or hard these missions could be was dependent on the target. If the target was another girl his age that he was familiar with, then it wouldn't be that hard to accomplish the missions. In the present, however, it was the healer that was before him. Greg was daring enough that he could maybe try the first mission. Who knows, he might even accomplish the second mission in the process. But as far as the other missions in this tab were concerned, Greg didn't see any chance of them being achieved.
Greg moved on to the next tab, curious to see what the advanced missions would be.
Ø Deep kiss the healer for a minute.
Ø Grope an intimate part of the healer's body.
Ø Have an intimate part of your body groped by the healer.
Ø Flash the healer.
Ø Get the healer to flash you.
Ø Get a handjob from the healer.
Ø Pleasure the healer with your hands.
By this point, Greg could already see what the missions were building up to. When he thought about it, however, it shouldn't have been that shocking that these were the kinds of missions offered. I mean, the word 'EROS' was right there in the title of whatever this strange system was. It doesn't get any more on the nose than that. Choosing to forge ahead, Greg turned his attention to the next tab. The 'Expert' missions were:
Ø Strip the healer completely naked.
Ø Orally pleasure the healer.
Ø Receive oral pleasure from the healer.
Ø Have sex with the healer.
Ø Bring the healer to orgasm.
Ø Attain an orgasm from having sex with the healer.
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There was a bit of silence as Greg digested all the information he'd just received, trying to parse it out and make sense of it all. In the end, a weak smile crossed his lips as he mentally spoke. "So, I'm guessing that it wasn't just the title items to blame for how quickly she was turned on by me," Greg stated in a self-deprecating tone as he remembered his first encounter with the woman. 'I didn't think you'd work it out so quickly,' Olivia replied through their link, sounding amused. 'While the title items you had on helped the process along, the nymph bloodline by nature draws her to the strongest males around her that she can seduce without compromising her safety. Like it or not, as a student to a seventh-tier mage you are a very enticing target in her eyes. Not only are you growing stronger with each day of your training, but through your connection to the healer. You command a lot of authority in the town. Her bloodline will irresistibly draw her to you whether she likes it
Chapter 143
Calling the Town-head out so plainly might have been considered rude, but from the look on the Town-head's face, it was clear that Olivia was right on the mark with her assessment. A fact that left the man unsure how to respond. "Why don't we head inside," The Town-head's wife intervened at this point. "As beautiful as the night is, it's getting a bit chilly and the food is getting cold," She added before turning around and looping her arm around her husband's and walking forward. Shalia glared at the two of them for a second longer before turning around and walking after her parents with her nose high in the air. 'Interesting,' Greg heard Olivia's voice ring out in his head, her eyes fixed on the two women walking before them. 'What's up?' Greg inquired likewise mentally. "That woman," Olivia answered, nodding towards the Town-head's wife. "She has the bloodline of a nymph," She revealed. It was a good thing that the three before them had their backs to him as Greg wouldn't h
Chapter 142
The man eyed Greg with a critical eye for a few long moments. Greg could tell that he was trying to make him squirm and perhaps reveal anything he might have been hiding. The effect, however, was ruined by the fact that the man couldn't keep from casting leering glances in Olivia's direction every few seconds. "I'll escort you up to the house," The man finally asserted, acting as if Greg was some sort of security risk. Greg knew that if he'd been on his own, the man wouldn't have bothered. The only reason he wished to escort them was because he wished to ogle Olivia even more. Greg didn't mind. With a smile, he and Olivia moved past the guard and started toward the Town-head's house. Greg noted the diverse reactions he got from the three hosts standing by the door. From the town head, there was a look of surprise as he took in the young beauty that Greg had brought to the dinner. This was followed by a scowl as if Greg had somehow thrown a wrench into some plan he was hatching. The m
Chapter 141
"I AM NOT MARRYING THAT FREAK!" these were the last words that Shalia shouted before running out of the room in tears. Nalia calmly watched her daughter's escape before turning to her spouse. The bear of a man was fuming. From the bulging vein in his temple and the way his fingers kept clenching and unclenching, it was clear that the issue wasn't done with, not by a long shot. The question of her daughter marrying the strange young boy they'd visited a month earlier was one that she herself wasn't sure how to feel about. On the one hand, she could understand her daughter's reticence. What young girl doesn't dream of falling in love with a dashing prince? To be told that they should marry a disfigured commoner would cause many a girl to balk at the idea if not outright rebel. As such, she could sympathize with her daughter. On the other hand, however, she knew why her husband was trying to set up this marriage between Shalia and Roka. One doesn't remain in power for as long as her h
Chapter 140
Regardless of how each dive went, however, Greg would be completely out of it afterward. The toll that each dungeon run would take on him would leave him feeling like someone had taken a sledgehammer to the back of his head. A nasty headache, nausea, lightheadedness, deep fatigue, and so on. These were symptoms that Greg had grown used to experiencing over the past month. Greg had taken to diving into the dungeons only after he was on his bed. That way, when he came out, he would just allow himself to drift off to sleep. "Extend my sincerest apologies to your father," Greg calmly spoke after a while of silence. Insufferable as the girl may be, her father was still the Town-head, there was no need to antagonize the man unnecessarily. His family was still part of the town, and Greg didn't wish to complicate their lives by making enemies left, right, and center. If a simple apology is all it takes to avoid future troubles, then Greg was more than happy to oblige. "I've been completely
Chapter 139
Despite how hard each of the willpower training sessions was, they weren't the end of Greg's day. After each session, Greg would next delve into the only dungeon he now had access to, A DINNER PARTY. And of all his daily activities, this was the most frustrating one. Over the several attempts that followed his first foray into the dungeons, Greg had come to discover just how lucky he'd been on his first run. The first challenge had come in finding his way back to the merchant's house in the noble district. The first time Greg had gotten there it had been after being chased all over town by the spider gang. The dungeon shop allowed Greg the option of buying a map of the town. This however was one of the perks that would affect the assessment of his performance in the end. They placed restrictions on his ability to gain good results, or performance modifiers as the system called them. For example, buying a map would immediately place a twenty percent penalty on the assessment of one's
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