Life and Death

If he could, he really wanted to just lie there forever. There was nothing wrong with being a noble in another world, and nothing wrong with indulging in comfort and pleasure. Unfortunately, he still had greater ambitions in his heart.

"Want to come with me to the Cursed Land? I'm planning to make a trip there. After all, it's been a long time since I last went in to take a look."

"Don't worry. Even while you were gone, under Meyeg's supervision, the Bernardo Merchant Guild continued transporting supplies into the Cursed Land." Claire moved behind Mel and continued massaging his shoulders.

"What about Liberia? Is she still not up?" Mel enjoyed this brief moment of peace.

"She needs a little more rest."

Before he knew it, so many years had passed. Claire had transformed from that thin, petite girl into someone like a queen from the game's original artwork.

Judging by the breadth of her bosom alone, she was already quite remarkable.

"Why don't you go back and rest a little more too?" Mel rose from the lounge chair, scooped Claire up in his arms, and headed toward the room.

At such a vigorous age, no matter how much he indulged himself, he still felt full of energy.

Claire's face flushed red, but she did not refuse.

By the time Mel and the other two woke again, it was already afternoon.

Being someone who acted swiftly, Mel did not delay any longer. He immediately used teleportation magic to head for the Cursed Land.

After the order of the Cursed Land changed, things had clearly improved greatly. At the very least, there were far fewer disputes and killings.

Seeing people above level 30 everywhere, Mel knew that the Cursed Land would become the most important source of troops for him.