Alpaca (Crossed Out) Reynold's Dog Food Taste Test Report 2

At this moment Goliath's aura was even stronger than Lusien's, which I think is understandable, after all, he was a paladin riding a giant dragon and strolling around the sky, so his aura should be powerful.

I can tell that his holy light is greatly depleted; Goliath looks even more tired now than he did after fighting the Annihilator for an hour.

"What a formidable demon," Goliath said gravely. "At least a lord-level being."

Lord!

Wow, if we convert that to the power offensive from our Prime Material Plane, this demon is probably worth about a thousand Reynold! Luckily, it persisted in coming to find me!

Chapter 84 Alpaca (crossed out) Reynold Dog Food Tasting Report 2

That day, I had absolutely no idea how I crawled home. For the first time, I couldn't be bothered with reporters. Even when some third-rate tabloid paparazzi was loudly asking me why I liked leopard-print underwear... I didn't want to answer him... After getting home, I found myself spacing out in the lab for ages...

It's the weekend today. Usually at this time...

Yes, it's the weekend.

On weekends, Ciprins would spend all his time in my lab making things that I couldn't even tell what they were, and then I would reluctantly drag him out for dinner. And occasionally, I could tell that he would complain about the flowers I bought.

Ciprins never told me this, but once on our anniversary, I brought a huge bouquet of 999 red roses that the florist had specially recommended. That was the first time I realized that Ciprins didn't like... even hated the flowers I gave him. I had hidden the engagement ring in that bouquet, but...

When Ciprins saw such a large bouquet of flowers, he looked stunned. Before I could even speak, he blurted out, "How many plants must have been cut to make this... cough!" His words trailed off, and his expression wasn't quite natural.

... Oh, I'm such an idiot. Why didn't I realize sooner that Ciprins was so kind-hearted, even cherishing the lives of flowers.

So I didn't want to propose in an atmosphere that had lost its ambiguity and surprise. When I was redesigning my proposal...

Now... Ciprins has been taken away by someone else!

This morning I was determined to forget my teenage fantasies, but by evening my boyfriend had already been stolen away by those same fantasies!

I...

I feel like I'm dreaming.

Moreover, it's a nightmare, the kind of horror that's restricted to viewers under 18.

Why would a world-class archmage like Mephistopheles go and befriend someone from the Federal National Magic Research Institute, and even take a liking to a junior academician? Don't tell me he's going to take him on as an apprentice; the two aren't that far apart in age! Do you think Doug would introduce Ciprins to Mephistopheles? I don't believe it. Even if Doug to try to curry favor, he would bring his own prized student along.

So I've been feeling extremely disoriented these past few days.

But I never expected that this wasn't the end, far from it! I started to wonder if I was cursed by my political enemies and needed to soak in the holy water of the Temple of Light to purify myself? Otherwise... was I being punished by the God of Light for deceiving Ciprins? Would I just drown in the holy water?

Even more terrifying things followed: as the Speaker of the Magic Council, I was required to visit Mephistopheles with the Prime Minister... because Mephistopheles, he... he actually built a tower in the capital? He demolished a residential area and then built... a mage tower? No, not a tower-shaped house, but a mage tower! A mage tower with Magic Power!

I don't know whether to be surprised that he could erect a tower overnight, or that he completed all the necessary government approvals for building the pagoda in just a few hours, and even demolished an upscale residential area...

Oh my god... they've even started preparing the wedding room?

Impossible, impossible!

No, no, Reynold, calm down! They've only known each other for a few days! Ciprins isn't the outgoing type of young man; he even feels uncomfortable wearing short sleeves and insists on wearing a mage's robe. I don't believe he'd be so open-minded as to rush into marriage! Even if the other person is Mephistopheles!

I don't believe it!

There's still a chance!

Reynold, you still have a chance--

... What a load of bull!

The next day, inside that magnificent mage tower, I watched helplessly as Doug was turned into a green slime by the tower's master Mephistopheles, with a flick of his wrist! Because he had spoken rudely to Ciprins! And Mephistopheles... Mephistopheles said Ciprins was also a master of this tower...

I...

Why does my face hurt a little?

I'm a mage too, so of course I know that if a mage tower has two owners, there can only be one kind of relationship between them! Partners!

And

After marriage

Common property is different. The so-called owner of a mage tower is not like a regular house where you can just put your name on the property certificate. A mage tower has Magic Power, so the tower owner needs to have complete control over every Magic Power channel and every magical defense within the tower. The tower owner's mental power is connected to the magic tower. If the tower has two owners, then the mental power of these two mages will be connected!

If you're not head over heels in love, who the hell would tie their mental energy to another person?!

I...

Perhaps the only consolation is that seeing Doug turn into a slime was actually quite satisfying...

That slime... it's so bouncy!

Then I heard Mephistopheles explain to us... no, to be honest, he only explained it to Ciprins next to him! He said he put Bouncing Spell on Doug... Ever since Ciprins walked in, I felt like the rest of us were invisible, invisible! The Speaker of the Magic Council is nothing! The Prime Minister of the Federation is nothing! Even the Speaker of the Federal Congress is nothing, and a woman's nothing at all!

--This tower is filled with the bittersweet scent of passionate love!!!

I feel like I'm dreaming!

A terrible nightmare!

Even if it's forbidden for viewers under 18, this is already an excessively terrifying film that's banned for all ages!

Is it too late for me to go to the idol and weep bitterly?

That night I went to a bar and drank a lot, so much so that the Prime Minister personally texted me to mock me. The Prime Minister said, "The Speaker of the Federal Magic Council, you can find any woman you want, why hang yourself on one tree..."

No, what do you know...?

As I looked at the wine glass, I thought about how I would never again have Ciprins's homemade hangover cure.

There will never be another Ciprins in the world.

I sighed, and whether it was the alcohol or not, I suddenly found myself wanting to cry.

When I was dating Ciprins, all I could think about was how Ciprins resembled Mephistopheles in this way, and how Ciprins made that Mephistopheles. I was also secretly pleased by Ciprins's docility and naivety... But now, I realize that the two of them are very different.

Mephistopheles is an internationally renowned archmage. He is proud and flamboyant, and he has the right to be so. Like a sharp dagger with its blade exposed, he erected such a conspicuous tower in the most prosperous area of Federation capital, doing whatever he wants. He is just like the most typical dark mage in the legends, willful and reckless. What's scary is that he has the power to be willful.

And Ciprins...

Ciprins was too quiet; he almost never did anything to attract attention. Even when queuing to cross the pedestrian crossing, he was used to walking at the back of the crowd. But at the same time, he was very independent. Although his magical abilities were certainly no match for Mephistopheles's little finger, his mental strength was no less than that of an archmage. Because of me, Doug was always causing him trouble, but he never complained about me, nor did he ever complain about Doug to me.

Ciprins was the kind of guy who lived the most ordinary life and was content with having books to read.

Sigh... I must have drunk too much, I...

I miss Ciprins so much. There will never be his hangover cure again. I'd forgotten how much I need to drink to get drunk, until I realized I was walking in circles...