Even though the Tarot cards couldn't be lost, Loren remained cautious. On the way back to the inn, he was still pondering the people or things that might pose a threat to him.
With the High Tower, Loren wasn't afraid of most attacks, but there were also quite a few weapons that could harm the soul, such as the Requiem at Loren's waist.
As for Truth Discernnt, Loren was very certain that only he possessed this blessing, because he had accidentally discovered it during who-knows-which playthrough. Only Loren in the whole world knew about it.
But what worried Loren the most was a certain witch, the Greed Witch, one of the Seven Sins. Her Arcane Ability was completely targeted at the soul. If she really ca to ss with Loren, he truly couldn't withstand it.
Moreover, she was very aggressive. Except for the Lust Witch, the other witches were quite in line with the sin they represented.
After her corruption, the Greed Witch would continuously devour the souls of others, never missing any opportunity to consu a soul. She particularly enjoyed devouring the souls of certain important figures, and Loren was clearly among her prey.
But right now, she probably wasn't corrupted yet. She wasn't very old;
perhaps she was still that naive, innocent witch before her corruption.
"Think of a way to lure the Greed Witch back..."
Loren had already lured away two of the Seven Sins;
one more wouldn't make a difference.
It wasn't impossible to lure away the Secret Witch either. As long as Loren lured away everyone in the Witches' Church, including the leader, then it wouldn't count as poaching.
"I..."
After returning to the room, Laila intended to change clothes, but with Loren here, she felt sowhat at a loss.
Although they often slept together, they never took their clothes off. It wasn't that Laila was afraid of being seen by Loren;
she was just afraid Loren would discover her secret.
Laila wasn't ready yet. She had always worried that Loren would hold it against her.
"I'll go check on Anna and the others."
Loren proactively left the room, letting Laila breathe a sigh of relief.
On the other side, only Naclis had bought new clothes. Anna sowhat looked down on the clothes here;
she had many clothes, all cuter than the ones here, and quite a few were even personally made by Mirrorheart.
Naclis looked at the newly bought children's underwear, feeling a bit awkward. Actually, she had just been wondering: if she could really fill out these clothes, would Loren's view of her change?
At the very least... don't treat her like a child.
Just as Naclis was lost in her wild thoughts, Loren suddenly hugged her from behind.
"Do you have sothing on your mind, Naclis?"
Perhaps others couldn't discern Naclis's emotions, but Loren knew very well.
The mont she was hugged by Loren, Naclis felt her heartbeat accelerate, and she even started stamring.
"N-no..."
Loren lay down on the bed, laying Naclis down and having her rest her head on his lap.
As she lay on Loren's lap, Naclis suddenly felt a wave of relief.
"As long as I'm alive, you all don't need to worry about anything. I will always protect you, always love you."
Loren stroked Naclis's silvery-white long hair as he spoke.
He had always known that although Naclis seed the most mature, she was also the most sensitive one.
However, Loren's comfort not only had no effect, it instead made Naclis even more worried.
She thought again about the lifespan issue. If Loren really died of old age soday, what should she do?
Naclis felt she would imdiately commit suicide to follow him in death. She simply couldn't imagine what a world without Loren would be like.
However, Loren had never thought about this. Loren defaulted to the assumption that he was immortal. Even if his lifespan was truly nearing its end when the ti ca, it would just be a matter of saying a prayer.
Loren believed that the various Outer Gods probably didn't want him to die.
The God of Greed couldn't bear to let a big client like Loren die, and the God of Pleasure couldn't bear to let such an interesting person die.
Not just them, based on the things Loren had done, no follower of the God of Hatred could compare, so Ligoss would also be happy to let Loren live a long life.
And the most crucial one, the Goddess of Love. Loren believed that whether it was his love for the witches or the witches' love for him, it was enough to move the Goddess of Love.
When the ti ca, each god giving Loren a few tens of thousands of years of lifespan would probably be enough, and Loren could also help the children ask for so lifespan while he was at it.
And Loren hadn't even counted the most critical one, the Perpetual Observer. Not to ntion anything else, eternity was the Perpetual Observer's authority. Giving Loren and the others immortality probably wouldn't be a problem.
"I will also love you forever."
Naclis stroked Loren's hand as she confessed. Even she herself hadn't expected to suddenly say such words.
"I love you all too."
Anna suddenly hugged Loren, interrupting their emotional mont.
"Since that's the case, then let's make love."
Mirrorheart stepped forward, her hand already on her clothes.
"Stop!"
Loren promptly stopped Mirrorheart to prevent the situation from becoming uncontrollable.
...
After staying there for a while, Loren returned to his room. By now, Laila had already changed her clothes.
"Do I look handso?"
Laila showed off her clothes. They were indeed very plain: a white half-sleeve shirt and black trousers. But it couldn't be helped;
Laila herself was good-looking, so she looked good in anything.
"Handso."
Loren casually reached out and ruffled Laila's hair, only pulling his hand away when he noticed Laila's expression becoming increasingly odd.
"Sorry..."
Usually, it was Anna who perford this kind of action, so Loren had gotten used to head-pats.
However, Laila didn't mind;
in fact, she was sowhat happy. This also indicated that Loren's attitude towards her had changed sowhat. Since he was willing to pat her head, it definitely ant he found her cute.
"Let's go, let's go earn so extra cash."
Laila rubbed her hands together, pulled Loren out of the inn, and headed straight for the casino.
If it weren't for Laila, Loren wouldn't want to go to such a place either.
Never mind that Loren had money now and didn't need to use such a risky thod to earn more. Even back when he was playing gas, Loren always chose to directly rob the casino;
that was much faster than slowly gambling.
Loren had terrible luck, and with the house being the casino, they would definitely use so tricks.
Based on the above, Loren chose to openly rob them, treating it as removing a scourge for the people.
During the ti Loren was thinking, they had already arrived at the casino entrance. This place had also just been rebuilt and looked sowhat crude, but there were quite a few people inside.
Many nobles had also managed to survive the previous disaster. Even if they survived, their lives were far from what they were before. Their houses were destroyed, their savings were robbed;
this disparity they couldn't accept for a while.
So many chose to co to such places to wallow in self-degradation. If they won at gambling, they could turn their fortunes around;
if they lost, it would just be adding frost to snow.
Where there's demand, there's a market. It was their demand that allowed the casino to be rebuilt so quickly.
This place had a wooden structure, with even new sprouts growing on it. All of this indicated it was a product of magic.
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