Irene's Secretly Lewd Wand

Taking a couple of steps forward, the system's settlement notification for defeating Elefseria arrived in Hughes' mind as expected.

[Host detected to have defeated "Pirate King Roger"; quest "Challenge Pirate King Roger" is complete!]

[Quest Reward: Voice of All Things (Talent) has been awarded!]

Hughes slowed his pace as a transparent panel, visible only to himself, unfolded.

After more than two years of traveling and cultivating, the interface has changed drastically!

[Talent: Life Return, Voice of All Things]

[Devil Fruit Ability: Flame-Flame Fruit (Awakening Level 100%)]

[Ultimate Techniques: Shave (Perfect Level)... Dragon Claw Fist (Perfect Level), Undersea Drop (Perfect Level), Galaxy Impact (Perfect Level)]

[Haki: Observation Haki (Advanced), Armament Haki (Advanced), Conqueror's Haki (Advanced)]

Skipping over everything that was already familiar, Hughes focused his attention on the Voice of All Things in the talent module.

In an instant, the explanation of Voice of All Things rippled through Hughes's mind.

Seeing Hughes suddenly freeze in place, Irene, standing behind Hughes, nudged him with her wand. "Lead the way!"

Hughes, regaining his senses, took two steps forward, then suddenly stopped, looking puzzled.

He thought he just heard someone lamenting?

Confused and bewildered, the sound of weeping appeared in Hughes's ears again, "Alas, my innocence is gone, I am no longer pure..."

7

"Why did you stop again?" Irene frowned as she nearly bumped into Hughes.

"Stop dawdling and take me to the Water Dragon God Mercphobia!"

She had gleaned some insights from Elefseria's Dragonization experience and was eager to find a dragon to verify them, not wanting to waste a single moment.

So he raised his wand again and urged Hughes on.

"Oh no, my master used me to touch that stinky man again, now I'm even dirtier; what if my master doesn't want me anymore after I've become stinky!"

"I really want my master to step on me..."

Hughes, who stumbled a couple of steps after being pushed by Irene, turned around in shock, his surprised gaze falling on the magic wand in Irene's hand.

Is it spouting nonsense?

Just as he was wondering what was going on, another voice, exactly the same as the one before, echoed in Hughes's ear, "Oh, Master's hands are so warm, they feel so good holding me, they've made me so stiff!"

Hughes's gaze, which had been fixed on the wand, grew increasingly strange; the voice had indeed come from the wand in Irene's hand.

But why does this wand look so flashy?

Voice of All Things allows the holder to hear sounds completely imperceptible to ordinary people, including inanimate stones and the inner voices of giant creatures that cannot speak human language.

It can even capture the will hidden within things that spans hundreds of years.

The explanation of Voice of All Things went through his mind again, and Hughes gradually accepted the fact that he could understand the wand's thoughts.

While Irene was puzzled, Hughes reached out and touched the wand.

"Waaah, I don't want to live anymore..."

Hughes stopped, satisfied and in a good mood.

How dare this tiny magical artifact look down on him? From now on, I'll touch it twice a day!

Irene was completely bewildered by Hughes's strange behavior. She raised her wand to examine it and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Hughes turned and shook his head. "It's nothing, but I suggest you get a different wand!"

That jerk is a bad guy!

Hughes:... Twice isn't enough. From now on, touch it three times a day, once in the morning, once at noon, and once in the evening, so it'll feel nauseous all day.

After walking a short distance, Hughes stopped again.

This time, Irene failed to stop in time.

"Bang!"

The soft, plump fruit collided with Hughes's iron-hard back, the elastic touch sending shivers down Hughes's spine.

Irene took two steps back, her face turning ashen, and her wand flashed with red and white light.

Seeing this, Hughes quickly suppressed his smile and started walking, "Wait, I have some urgent business to attend to at the Magia Dragon!"

The echoes still lingered, but the figure had vanished without a trace.

The former headquarters of the Magia Dragon Guild, now located next to the deep pit.

Hughes wrote a long message to Elefseria at the edge of the giant pit.

It is now the year X781, and Gildarts is about to come to Elefseria to accept the 100-Year Quest... to seal the Five Dragon Gods.

Hughes only remembered this while walking; he had come to tell Elefseria not to issue Gildarts the 100-Year Quest.

Sealing the Five Dragon Gods is not a task that can be completed at present, not even by him and Irene.

To put it bluntly, it requires the right timing, location, and people; without any one of these, it would be impossible to complete this 100-Year Quest.

The conflicts between the various forces have not yet intensified. The Fire Dragon God has not yet obtained the Black Dragon's severed arm, the Gold Dragon God's scheme has not yet been implemented, and it is uncertain whether the Moon Dragon God is even in the world of Earth-land.

The three most ambitious dragons are all lying in wait; forget about sealing them away, even finding them is a problem.

Furthermore, while on a mission, Gildarts, perhaps having secretly worn the underwear of the God of Misfortune, encountered Black Dragon and nearly lost his life.

Yes.

He had a good relationship with Gildarts, so why would he stand by and watch him hang on the brink of death?

Why can't you just drink and chase girls? What's with this 100-Year Quest?!

A moment later, a long string of crooked text appeared next to the giant pit.

Irene, who had followed out of curiosity, twitched noticeably at the corner of her eye. It was the first time she had ever seen someone write eight out of ten characters using drawings.

Seeing the disdain in her eyes, Hughes decided to throw caution to the wind. "So what if I can't write? I can read too!"

"Let's go find the Water Dragon God Mercphobia!"

Hughes looked up, turned and walked away, pondering where to find a mage who understood Archive Magic, so that he could instill the language of the Earth-land world into him.

Hmph, he'll remember Irene's disdainful look at illiterate people for the rest of his life!

Given Hughes's long criminal record, the two continued their journey side by side, with a slightly large distance between them, enough for two or three magic vehicles to travel side by side.

Hughes felt this was creating a distance, so he secretly moved along as he traveled, gradually closing the gap between them.

Then... with a snap, Hughes flew back to his original position.

"If you mess around again, I'll knock your head off!"

Hughes rubbed his sore cheeks. "Don't blame me, it's all because your fragrance keeps wafting into my nose!"

Irene laughed in anger, her wand suddenly rising. "Then explain why you put it on my face to smell it?"

"Well..."

Unable to refute the argument, Hughes stomped the ground again, and like a streak of light, he darted forward.

Explanation? Explanation my ass! Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best.

Additional Impact!

"Hey, missed!"

The tedious journey suddenly became thrilling, with Hughes running ahead and various magical attacks raining down from behind at lightning speed.

A beautiful Flower Field field is ruined by the presence of two people.

Three days later, above the port city of Ermina, Hughes raised his hands and unleashed a powerful three-part attack. "I surrender! I admit defeat! I was wrong!"

Irene's eyes still held a fierce glint, her grip on her wand tight. If she were trusting, she wouldn't have unleashed magic for three days straight.

"Oh, I forgot to mention, the Water Dragon God Mercphobia might be near the port city of Ermina. If you scare him away, it's not my problem if we can't find him!" Hughes shrugged.

Upon hearing this, Irene's pretty face flushed red with anger. She hesitated, her wand trembling as she aimed at Hughes. After taking three deep breaths, she gritted her teeth and said, "You just wait!"