An hour later, Lance ended the erotic barbecue dinner and sat on a chair to rest.

"Have the guests finished eating?" The smell of the smog of the ingredients seemed to have the oil rich in the ingredients penetrated into her muscles. Tiyapret turned around, supported his head with his hand, and asked at Lance on the side of the table.

"It's finished." Lance said certainly, slapped his stomach, which seemed to be bulging.

"That's better if we start the next activity now, which can be entertained, and help guests better digest the food accumulated in their stomachs, and conquer me." Tiya supported her body with her arms, and her eyes were filled with a heart-warming look.

"No, no, let's forget it." Lance's expression changed when he heard this, and he quickly refused the third consecutive answer.

He had tested Tiya's body with his hands while eating. That temperature was really not completely resisted by his current physical attributes, resistance, and magical protection. It can be said that a short-term contact was nothing, but if he went deep into the core and directly polished and forged, Lance was very suspicious that his treasure would be roasted and melted by the hot high temperature the moment he entered the furnace, rather than turning it into a sharper weapon as he imagined at the beginning, helping him hunt the fire dragon and subdue the fire dragon and become his contractor.

Sure enough, the fire dragon and other things are not something that ordinary adventurers can attack...

"Are the guest ready to give up?" When Tiya heard this, her lost face appeared directly on her face, and she said with disappointment.

"Well, I was overestimating my abilities at the beginning." Lance smiled awkwardly. Then he paused, and then hurriedly added, "But don't worry, I will not change your heart when contracting you, so next I will try my best to improve my resistance to the flame attributes, strive to fulfill my promise as soon as possible, and turn you into my private pet."

"That's not easy." Tiya's expression became a little brighter, and she joked with a smile.

"This may be extremely difficult for others, but it is not something that is difficult for me. Don't forget, I am a mage." Lance said with his head high as he looked proud of his identity.

"Is the magician... it is indeed a profession that is easy to create various miracles." Tiya muttered, and the expression on her face became thoughtful. "Okay, then I will believe you for now and look forward to it. But you should also be faster, because I can't guarantee whether you will fall in love with other men while waiting for you, and finally be deceived by him to go home and raise them."

"Well, I will work hard." Lance said seriously.

Even though he wasn't sure whether he could achieve his goal before Tia was fooled by other men with flame immunity, Lance still had to act like this.

After all, now he is in front of Tiya. As a mature old driver, he still has some masters of the way to please girls.

Otherwise, I would be too sorry for his career before traveling through time - the anchor.

Then Lance left the female barbecue fire dragon shop where Tiya worked, and returned to the hotel where she and the Centaur Mother settled. He hugged Beludandi and vented the pressure accumulated in the barbecue restaurant. Then he hugged Beludandi, who was nestled in his arms and fell asleep.

"Sure enough, it's more suitable for me for a private pillow..."

...

After that, there was nothing wrong, and time came the next day in a blink of an eye.

In the morning, after breakfast, Lance, one puppet and two centaurs, did not stay in the volcanic area again. He turned around and headed towards Lance's final destination for the trip.

Even though there was no cargo to be transported, and there were no monsters or bandits who came out to block the road or robbers throughout the journey, due to the distance, it took Lances and others about a week to complete the entire journey. He arrived at a large scale, which was much larger than the town where Stank and others settled in. The environment was fresher and more elegant, and the architectural shape was more artistic. The overall feeling began to be close, even surpassing the large city of Axel, the Magic City.

Then Lance followed the Centaur to the Transportation Union to complete the procedures and pay the remaining commissions. Then he took Beludandi to wander in the magic capital where the air seemed to be particularly fresh.

"This Dimia is really everywhere." After walking for a while, he saw countless female magicians who looked exactly the same and dressed exactly the same, but the men followed him were different, muttering speechlessly.

What is the difference between this style and Naruto's shadow division technique?

At most, Naruto's shadow division technique is used for fighting and practicing. Her clone technique is all contributed to men from all over the world and from all races.

If there is somatosensory feedback from the shadow division technique...

Lance really doubted whether Demia's body could support the somatosensory explosion brought by the information torrent that was fed back in that moment!

Anyway, Lance doesn't think that after he has separated so many clones, he can withstand the stimulation of that moment...

...

Without spending much time, Lance and Beludandi found the great magician, Dimia, who was entertaining visitors from all directions in the small square in the center of the Magical Capital.

Although just from the clothes and outfits, this seems to be just a clone.

After all, when her true body appeared in the original work, it was very clear that her outfit was not as ordinary as she looked on, simple and astringent, but as if she was favored by an evil god, from head to toe. Although it was just a pointed hat and clothing on her body were filled with huge strange pupils of varying numbers, and naturally swayed and moved with her actions and words, as if some kind of shadow monster was bound by her, and it looked weird and evil.

And I also seem to be busy with some kind of magic research, but I will not be as leisurely as the clone in front of me, collecting money, putting my clones here, and entertaining every man from all directions who come to her.

Lance understood why Dimia could deliver clones so unscrupulously to undertake the business.

Because the information fed back by the clone was concentrated on the clone terminal, which was almost like Misaka's last work, it would naturally not affect her learning, experiments, and even the stimulation caused by excessive feedback information flow, which was worthy of her reputation as the strongest magician in this world.

"Hello everyone, thank you for coming here today. Please line up and prepare 5000G. Please learn more about the details below..." As the words fell, there was also a witch's clone wearing a blue strapless long skirt with exposed shoulders and a blue pointed hat. Her hair that was almost pink naturally fell behind her in the form of thick and large braids.
Chapter completed!