Lost Contact in the World of Type-Moon
Chapter 842

Maybe This Is What It Means to Be a Honey Badger (Continued)

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The war god who had recently slashed at White Night Yaksha's divinity greeted the Star Spirit Lady, who was lecherously staring at Kasukabe Yao's calves.

White Night Yaksha was the head of the large commercial alliance community "Thousand Eyes" and the Layer Ruler of Little Garden's Eastern District. By all rights, she should have been an exceptionally busy person.

A figure like her obviously should not have remained in "No Name" all the time.

"I've already taken three months off. All the work at the shop has been handed over to the employees."

Since there were quite a few pretty girls in "No Name," the Star Spirit Lady, somewhat reluctant to leave, leisurely waved her fan as she spoke.

"That really is quite leisurely."

The boy, who likewise had nothing much to do, stroked the pendant hanging around his neck. After pondering for a moment, he sat down before White Night Yaksha and smiled.

"Before attending the Fire Dragon Birth Festival, do you want to have some fun?"

"Have some fun? What kind of fun?"

White Night Yaksha leaned lazily against her chair. She looked utterly listless, but her eyes were constantly darting around slyly.

Clearly, she was not one to sit still.

"What do you think about releasing an egomaniac?"

Li Zihan naturally pulled the pendant from around his neck and placed it on the table.

"A confirmed, sealed three-digit irregular suddenly appearing—don't you think that would be interesting?"

"What?!" White Night Yaksha sprang to her feet, all traces of laziness gone. Her face full of shock, she stared at the war god who called himself a hero.

"Y-You want to restore Alger's title and power as a Star Spirit?!"

"Is there a problem?"

Seeing White Night Yaksha so startled, the war god remained perfectly calm.

Alger was an

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