Chapter 483: Chapter 507: Shelter Chapter 483: Chapter 507: Shelter “Why ask this?” Tijana seemed visibly taken aback as if Lancelot had posed a question she had never considered.

“Although this place is still quite rudimentary, I can tell you have many ideas,” Lancelot shrugged his shoulders and raised his hand towards those rough dwarven bunkers, “If you just planned to use this as your own secret garden, obviously there would be no need for those buildings, yet you built them here while this world was still in its formative stage.”

“Well, you really got me there,” the Succubus Lord turned her gaze to the primitive surroundings and pondered for a moment before saying uncertainly, “Perhaps what I wanted to establish was an ideal Twin Bridges Town, with no encircling Demon Lords or Demon Legions ready to siege at any moment…”

“But there are still dwarven artisans tirelessly bustling by the forge day and night?” Lancelot asked with a smile, “Otherwise, you wouldn’t think of burying minerals underground…”

“Firstly, it’s not really burying, but opening a channel to the elemental plane of earth, allowing the energy of the inner layer to seep through and form natural minerals.” Tijana spread her hands, “Secondly, a group of diligently working dwarves, don’t you think that’s a beautiful sight?”

“You will pay them fairly, right?”

“I knew you would ask that,” the Succubus Lord curled her lip, “That’s still too far away. When I first created this half-plane, I simply wanted to use it as a sanctuary. Twin Bridges Town cannot stand forever; over the past few centuries, it has come close to destruction several times, and now that the legions from the Nine Hells have already breached the Abyss, despite not wanting to admit it, it seems no one can stop the demon army led by the former Celestial servant. I must prepare for the worst.”

“The worst-case scenario being…”

“When the fall of the walls becomes inevitable, and continuing to resist is pointless, I will allow the invaders to take my territory, but my people will hide in this half-plane. Those artisans are the most valuable assets of Twin Bridges Town; you don’t think I’m unable to understand that, do you?” Tijana shrugged her shoulders, “Of course, that’s only in case of absolute necessity, I would much rather see our enemies shattered against the walls of Twin Bridges Town, their bodies carried off to the far reaches of the Multiverse by the Stygian River like trash.”

“That is indeed an inspiring sight,” Lancelot nodded, “What you said you were going to give me, it must be just the handkerchief that serves as the entrance, right?”

“…Of course, I created this plane, and even if I truly gave it to you, you wouldn’t be able to do anything with it,” the Succubus Lord looked at him somewhat speechlessly, “According to those stories you told me, finding a campsite is one of the most dangerous parts of an adventure. With this, things will be much simpler; after all, hiding one person is much easier than hiding five.”

Lancelot knew that Tijana was right. Typically, after a whole day of travel and battle, warriors were already extremely weary, and spellcasters had used up their magic and divine arts, which could make finding a suitable campsite and then encountering enemies extremely bad.

“Of course, while others are inside by the bonfire roasting meat, you still have to stay outside and keep watch,” the Succubus Lord suddenly flashed a mischievous smile, “I guess that shouldn’t be too hard for you, right?”

“Indeed, there’s nothing that troubles me,” Lancelot spread his hands, “except for the bearable cold and the loneliness of having no one to accompany me.”

“You could always talk to me using that emblem,” Tijana winked at Lancelot, “though I can’t guarantee I’ll always be available.”

“But what if we fail in our quest?” Lancelot’s expression remained very serious. “This half-plane is too important; I cannot accept risking its loss just to make the journey a bit easier…”

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“So, please be careful, and don’t die on the adventure, okay?” Tijana took out a dimensional bag from her waist and fished out a strangely shaped metal fork, “As for your concern, as the creator of this half-plane, I obviously have other ways to enter. This tuning fork is like a key; it records the frequency of this half-plane’s position in the multiverse, and I can use it to teleport here anytime with magic. However, creating a permanent portal is indeed very expensive, not to mention setting the other end on a foldable handkerchief.”

“Another important reason is that through this half-plane, I can conveniently provide you with supplies. Scrolls, potions, special magic tools, anything you need to get that armor, just let me know what you need, and I’ll figure out a way to bring it to you, and deliver it to the room where we first entered,” the Succubus Lord paused, speaking to him with a serious expression that Lancelot had seen only a few times, “I once told you in Moradin’s Temple, and I need to tell you again, I must get that armor–it’s very important to me.”

“And my answer is the same as when you first requested it, no problem, I definitely won’t fail the mission you’ve entrusted to me,” Lancelot also stopped, and gave a standard knight’s bow, “But could you tell me why a relic of a Dwarven Divine Servant is so important to you? Besides inspiring the artisans of Twin Bridges Town, there must be other reasons, right?”

Tijana’s face showed a struggle, but she eventually shook her head, “No, I can’t tell you. It involves ancient grudges and secrets of some major figures of the Abyss; knowing them would do you no good. I can only assure you, just as I promised through the Styx Oath, that the Dwarven holy relic won’t be desecrated or used for any evil purpose.”

“Knowing this is enough for me, but I still hope that one day you can tell me the real truth…” Lancelot smiled and winked at Tijana, “when I’m stronger than you.”

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“Hehe, that day is probably still far off,” the Succubus chuckled and turned around, her steps sashaying toward the exit, “But from what someone said, does it mean that as long as your strength can’t suppress me, you won’t dare do anything naughty to me?”

“Exactly,” Lancelot feigned a sigh, “about Succubi, I’ve heard quite a few terrifying rumors indeed…”

“So now that I’m stronger than you, aren’t you afraid I’ll just take action?”

“Afraid, terribly afraid,” Lancelot pursed his lips, “I would definitely resist fiercely, although it probably wouldn’t be of much use.”

“Hmph hmph hmph… wishful thinking…”