"Oh??? Amazing!?"

"Although I didn't expect it to be as good as the mansion food, this is great!" Yelled Damien as he swallowed a cool spoon of slime soup.

Feeling the slimy yet tasty substance run down his neck, he couldn't help but look at the reactions of Lyra and Isabelle.

However, from the way. They each gobbled up their food? It was obvious they were enjoying it too.

"Young master, I think your statement is a bit too harsh. How can this food compare to the food prepared by the family?"

"In the family, chefs are world-class experts using the finest bit of mana control possible in creating their food"

"It would be hard to find food better than home," said Isabelle.

Unfortunately, her non-stop eating motion made her words seem a bit less credible.

And watching them both eat like this, as if they had never seen food before.

Lyra wondered if she hadn't made a mistake.

*Ugh… was it really right for me to believe in these people?*

Heading back into the inn, Damien, Lyra and Isabelle all sat at the diner as they had their dinner, getting ready for their journey north.

After they rescued the Lyra's captured clansmen, they would all travel north back to the Elf empire immediately.

But before heading anywhere, they had to discuss their game plan; fortunately, Damien had already thought about this on the way back.

"Lyra, it's not too late, so we can immediately set off for action."

Muttering this, Damien instantly cast a barrier.

"Voss' secret art: Room!"

Similar to the one Theron cast when talking to the elders, Damien cast his own shielding spell.

Although on a much weaker and smaller scale, with this, he could ensure their next set of plans doesn't get leaked.

And Lyra, sensing this move, didn't say anything, just nodded at him in appreciation.

Should she say as expected of a Voss? Truly a talented family.

"Firstly, Lyra, you will take Isabelle and go buy us some masks and clothes, as many as possible."

"We three will each wear a set while the others will be kept until we reach Gravestone. I'll tell you what once it's time"

"I'll also be leaving my golem and carriage behind, as we don't want to be associated with the Voss family, so getting there, we need to buy a new carriage"

"As an Elf, I'm expecting you to be able to ride one?"

"With you guys being close to nature and all"

Giving one order after the other, it was obvious that Damien had thought thoroughly about this plan.

From ditching the carriage to masks to prevent their identity from being revealed

To the secret art use, the more Damien seemed prepared, the more Lyra began to trust him.

The only thing that made her somewhat worried was the fact that he still hadn't mentioned where exactly the dungeon was

And even if no one knew where it was, it was still an S-class dungeon

For S-class dungeons, even the weakest S-class was like sending them to their deaths.

Unless he had more hidden information, even if there were indeed artefacts there that could help turn the situation around

The three of them would most likely die before getting it.

Reflecting on this, she immediately shared her thoughts.

"Damien, this is an S-class dungeon, let's say it exists, although I don't fully believe you"

"But it's also the resting place of the golden dragon Italica, you know what that means?"

She asked. looking deeply into Damien's eyes

However, Damien just took another gulp from his slimy broth and smiled

"Haa ~ good food!"

"And yes, I do know what that means. It means that it's going to be crawling with dragon beasts"

"However, don't worry, like I said before, I had a plan"

Choosing not to say more, Damien recalled more information from the original story.

"Dragons, creatures who only existed in the realm of story on the blue star, freely roamed the world of Elias"

"and while their existence may be scarce, but their might and ability is beyond a doubt", pausing slightly, Damien's thoughts continued to wander

"With superhuman strength, durability, speed and magic at birth, it's even rumoured that all true blood dragons, when they grow into adults, have strength comparable to gods"

"Their aura alone is powerful enough to level mountains, and their breath can burn the seas"

"Even staying beside them can alter your genealogy, turning you into some kind of half dragon monster, a monster commonly referred to as dragon beasts"

"In the original story, it seemed like the opponent who killed Italica cursed her with some kind of spell, which caused her strength and ability to weaken greatly"

"If not, they wouldn't have been able to easily succeed with their third order strength at the time"

"However, now so many years before the original dungeon raids, is everything really going to be the same?"

Thinking of this, Damien couldn't quite be sure.

And if he wanted to ask his system, this stupid system, if his would most likely drain the last of his DP

DP, he was saving to prevent any accident in the dungeon raid.

Fortunately, just before he could speak any more, Isabella, beside him, suddenly spoke up.

"Burp~"

"Hey.. young masterrrr.. I think.. I… ate.. too much"

"Burp~"

Clenching her belly, which had doubled in size, it turns out that while they were talking, engrossed in the food, Isabelle kept on ordering and ordering more until she came to the current situation.

A situation which left Damien and Lyra helpless

"Hah-aha, could it be apart from demon blood I awakened some kind of greedy trait in you?"

"Or could your demon blood be some kind of greed demon bloodline?"

Talking to her mind directly through the contract gem.

Damien cracked a joke as he found this new side of Isabelle funny.

Even Lyra, beside him, cracked a light chuckle, looking at her helpless expression with a smile on her face.

"Ugh… young master"

"I don't understand what happened. I just kept eating and eating"

"Maybe I have awakened some kind of greed demon bloodline? However, why do I have fire and gravity abilities?"

Answering back, Isabelle, having no idea that Damien was messing with her, was lost in thought.

Could it be that she would keep eating like this from now on?

Frowning her brows with worry, Isabelle struggled to sit up.

"Haha, alright, Isabelle, Lyra, let's start going before they shut down the teleportation gates"

"If we leave now, we can get to Gravestone just before nightfall and use the cover of nightfall to sneak outside the city to the dungeon"

"This way, our chances of being discovered are also less"

"Also, once we get to Gravestone, immediately put on your masks and cloaks"

Giving the final order, Damien, having sensed that the diner was becoming more and more empty, decided it was time to leave.

Even if there were some changes in the dungeon, he still had to try.

For Lyra, for his family, for the elves, and most importantly, for himself

For someone who vowed to be the Greedy King, how dare a mere change of plot make him waver?

If he was going to easily falter, then why even bother to leave the mansion in the first place? He should have waited and just died with everyone.

With a renewed determination and excitement for the future, Damien took a glass of water from beside him and held it up.

"Cheers to the success of our plans!"

"Cheers to a greater future!"

"Cheers and cheers to the birth of the black thread!"

Yes, with himself at the centre, Damien had decided to help with his plans.

With Isabelle and soon-to-be Lyra, he knew his group would continue to grow from here.

And together, they would be the black thread that stitched and weaved the fabric of destiny under his guidance and the destiny system.

A goal which he silently vowed to achieve.

Fortunately, Isabelle and Lyra, although they didn't know what he meant by the black thread or what it was.

Infected by the atmosphere, they followed suit and raised their cup in agreement.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

With smiles and determination in their eyes, the three of them stood up from their seats, getting ready to act.

Under the guise of the night, the river of destiny suddenly turned turbulent, causing various gods and demons to gaze onto the main world of Elias.

However, all this was unknown to Damien and his party as they gathered their things before heading toward the teleportation centre.

….....

[Silverwood adventurer town]

[Teleportation Zone]

Standing in the midst of a crowd of people gathered in a circle, three cloaked figures silently approached the centre, reading to exit the town before the day's close.

Luckily, the line seemed to be moving fast, ensuring they didn't have to wait too long.

"Hey, young master, Lyra, don't you think it'll be a bit suspicious if we go up to them like this?"

"especially considering the fact it's night?"

Under her robe, Isabelle couldn't help but feel they were a bit inconspicuous.

Wasn't the plan to wear the cloak and the mask in the next town?

Then why the sudden change?

However, Damien, under his own cloak, didn't answer her directly; rather, he just smiled.

"Don't worry about it, just trust me"

And with that, he moved forward on the line.

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