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Chapter 263 Ugly Greed
Midnight, exactly twelve o'clock.
Due to the Meltryllis rules, players like Lilith who conquered the palace last night cannot continuously enter the midnight TV, and therefore have to change their battle members.
According to Meltryllis herself, it was "to take care of the players' physical and mental health and ensure they get enough sleep," but only she knows the real purpose.
Mochizuki Oboro, on the other hand, believed that she simply wanted to involve more people.
"Welcome, new hero~" Kazuradrop, shrunk to normal size, clapped her hands. "Anyone unsure about the situation? I can provide a replay recording function."
“More than that, I want to ask something else.” Mary Alter pointed to herself, then looked at her companion: “Why can’t we switch personality states anymore?”
Draco was fixed in Nero's form, Abigail switched to her "bad boy" mode, and Medea became a mature, sophisticated woman. Everyone's posture was forcibly fixed, unable to switch.
"Today's theme palace is 'Greed'."
Kazuradrop said matter-of-factly, "You all naturally have to stand on the side of poverty. The most effective way to do this is to restrict your personalities... By the way, are those two over there planning to form a separate group?"
Bawanshi answered without hesitation, "Of course. I'm not that familiar with the president and the others."
With her limbs slightly beast-like and her entire body stained crimson, Melusin cut to the chase: "All I want is to win as quickly as possible. Nothing else matters."
This study tour was a rare opportunity for Melos. Her only constraint, her boss Morgan, was too busy with work to attend to the trip, so she was free to do whatever she wanted.
Of course, as the CEO of Avalon Corporation, Melusin had a lot to do, but she gracefully skipped them all.
We can talk about punishment later; she's a creature who lives in the present.
"Hmm, everyone's really motivated. Well then, I'll wait for good news~~" Kazuradrop opened the portal, making a gesture as if inviting his foes into a trap.
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Greed is an indelible original sin.
While jealousy and arrogance might be considered exclusive to intelligent animals, greed is an instinct etched into our genes, driving every living being to continuously strive towards an unattainable destination.
Hunters seek more food, and creatures generally crave comfortable habitats and clean water. Only human greed is "all of the above," and it knows no bounds.
What do you crave?
A door, from which no answer could be made, stood before Bavanshi. He had to enter text to open it.
“The center of attention. The highest position. Endless wealth.” Bavanshi typed without hesitation: “But most importantly, my mother’s approval.”
With a creak, the door opened.
Bawanshi moved forward without hindrance, and the scenery along the way gradually changed from a boring and mechanical lawn to a dazzling sea of gold and silver. Countless illusory program viewers exclaimed in unison, and their clothes also changed into luxurious and elegant dresses at some point.
Absolute dominance above all others, and the approving and encouraging look in her mother's eyes... Even knowing it was just a fantasy, Bawanxi couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.
"You're very honest."
"It's me, Mochizuki Oboro, who came up from behind," he said sincerely. The door closed quietly, leaving only the two of them in the space, which was neither too big nor too small.
Confronting one's own desires and then showing them to others is no easy task. But Bavanshi did it.
“I never hide my desires,” Bavanshi said proudly. “Only by facing them can one be qualified to pursue them.”
despair.
Before she could finish speaking, her foot slipped, and the cold seeped through her tender skin, almost penetrating to her very bones.
Bawanshi looked down and found that the luxurious dress she had just worn was gone, replaced by tattered pieces of cloth that couldn't even keep her warm, making her look like a beggar.
She shifted her gaze and only then realized that the dress had already reached Mochizuki Oboro's hands.
……
Medea could no longer remember how much time had passed.
Due to the personality shift, her inner world and personality underwent significant changes. The young Medea loved to fantasize and longed for a fairytale romance, but the more mature Medea understood that such a thing was too much of a luxury.
However, the illusions within the 'Greed' Palace were still too powerful, infinitely close to reality.
Three months? Five years? Or just a moment? Medea couldn't tell.
A fictional palace, an exquisite boudoir, and an ideal partner. In a daze, Medea felt that being immersed in the illusion wasn't so bad.
Do you remember what you longed for?
Mochizuki gently lifted a few strands of Medea's hair.
"A partner who respects me, loves me, and meets my requirements."
"How do you feel after you achieve it?"
Medea walked to the edge of the bed, then relaxed and rested her head on Mochizuki Oboro's lap: "It feels nice to be in a fake world."
No annoying competitors, no spoilsport, just spending every day idly with the one you love – how could such a life not be unforgettable?
Mochizuki Oboro lowered her voice: "Even if you understand that I'm just deliberately trying to please you?"
“Yes, this is my greed.” Medea closed her eyes. “And what is your greed?”
"To make you completely my possession."
"It's not a bad thing. As long as this illusion can continue, I have no objections."
I've given up thinking about it.
Faced with deadly temptation, not everyone can maintain their willpower; many succumb to it. Medea was clearly one of them.
Nothing could be more appealing to her than a warm and carefree world for two.
"Is this really all the future I want?" There was no change in Mochizuki Oboro's tone. There was neither pity nor sarcasm.
Medea nuzzled against Mochizuki Oboro's arm: "This is fine."
……
Mary Alter had nothing to do.
Upon reflection, she realized that she didn't seem to have anything she particularly desired.
Appearance? Mary was born at the pinnacle.
Talent? His talent for learning is unmatched.
Family background? That goes without saying.
"I am actually very, very jealous of you."
Mary, leaning lazily against Mochizuki's chest, replied casually, "Many people are jealous of me."
"Even this attitude shows you've been in a position of power for a long time, haven't you?" Mochizuki Oboro traced Mary's lower lip with her index finger.
Even though I didn't put my fingers in, I felt a wet sensation.
"So what is your greed? To plunder me?"
Mary grasped Mochizuki Oboro's wrist and carefully licked his fingers: "Does this give you a sense of conquest?"
"No, it's about plundering everyone."
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P.S.: All the previously owed updates have been made up.
Chapter 264 is simply heavenly!
[Boss Battle Begins]
【Looking at the Moon in the Vast Sky - Greed】
[Strength: E]
Durability: E
Agility: E
[Lucky: EX]
【Magic: B】
[Noble Phantasm:? 】
[Holding
[Limited Skills: Spirit Origin Shadow (EX), Decision Domination (EX), Prayer to Miracles (A++), Endless Desire (EX)]
When the Master personally steps in to take action, things are definitely not going to be simple.
The illusory world of nothingness drew to a close. Nero, Medea, Abigail, Marie, Bavanshi, Melsin, and the other members of the strategy team focused their attention and turned their gaze forward.
"There will only be one battle. Your performance in the illusion world will directly affect the difficulty of this final battle."
Mochizuki Oboro raised her hand, and the bright red remnants of the Command Seal quickly flickered and reformed into three new strokes.
Nero, fall.
A semi-transparent judgment panel issued its verdict. Lord Nero, previously lost in the world of illusion, congratulated himself on bestowing his first buff.
A crimson halo appeared on Mochizuki Oboro, followed by the words "Attack Power Increase," indicating the consequences of her fall.
In contrast, Nero was given a blue "attack power reduction" debuff, and the difference between the two was not small.
Medea, fallen.
Abigail, fall.
Marie Antoinette, fallen.
"Bavanshi, fallen."
Melusin, fallen.
The six of them simultaneously coughed lightly to cover their embarrassment. It was too shameful that none of them had ever ventured into the world of illusion.
With increased attack power, increased energy recharge efficiency, increased critical hit probability, automatic HP recovery, increased Noble Phantasm power, and increased chance of evading attacks, Mochizuki Oboro truly made the girls who were Servants feel a real sense of threat.
"Aren't we going to attack first?" Mochizuki Oboro asked.
With a confident expression, Bavanshi put one hand on her hip and said, "I'd really like to see what method you're going to use to defeat the Servant. Your physical body hasn't been strengthened, has it?"
“No, I don’t. Do you know your Master’s fighting style?” Mochizuki Oboro raised her right hand.
"?" Bawanxi was puzzled.
Mochizuki Oboro suddenly clenched her fist: "Saber!"
The shadow of a servant wielding a holy sword appeared in response and swung it forward.
If Melusin hadn't pulled Bavanshi back, who knows how much of her prized hair would have fallen out.
There's no mistake. That's Artoria.
They have no personality, no thoughts, and are merely weakened chess pieces that obey orders.
"Servant against Servant?" Nero puffed out his chest. "That's what makes it an equal fight, at least it won't be seen as bullying the weak."
"Archer."
Mochizuki Oboro continued to issue commands. This time, Arjuna appeared, wielding a bow and arrow.
Living up to his reputation as a prodigy, he drew back his bowstring and swiftly fired three arrows in quick succession, repelling Nero's advance.
Just when Nero thought the attack had ended, Arjuna drew five more arrows and launched a second attack at an incredibly fast speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
"Lancer.
Percival and Lancelot appeared simultaneously, firmly suppressing Abigail and Medea, who were attempting to seize the central command.
At this moment, the shadows of three Servants were present on the field. Mochizuki Oboro, the caster, showed no signs of fatigue, as if the mana he had consumed was nothing more than a trivial matter to him.
"Darling is indeed very strong~"
Meilushin smiled sweetly: "But this level of skill can't stop me, you know?"
"Rider, Assassin—"
"too slow."
Melushin whipped her tail, interrupting Mochizuki Oboro's summoning ritual.