Renji had a guess, and the knocking sound from the mansion’s front door in the next moment confirmed his guess.
*Knock*
*Knock knock*
Footsteps echoed from downstairs as a maid went to check on the late-night visitor. Soon, there were footsteps coming upstairs, and after a light knock on Renji’s bedroom door, Zero, wearing a plain maid outfit, appeared at the door.
[Sorry to disturb your rest Lord Renji. There is a fortune-teller downstairs who wishes to meet you. She claims to have very urgent information and insists on being allowed to perform a divination for you.]
The maid paused and then added:
[Lord Renji, I retrieved information about this fortune-teller. She appeared in the Base only a week ago, but in just one week, she has gained many followers. Many people who have had their fortunes told by her believe she is highly accurate and skilled.]
Renji wasn’t particularly interested in this plot, as he already knew what was going on. What surprised him more was Zero’s manner of speaking.
“Lord Renji?” he couldn’t help but ask.
[Hm?] Zero looked confused, not understanding Renji’s question.
Only Renji knew that, according to the original plot, she should have addressed him as “Lord Ashen.”
However, thinking about it now, Renji got out of bed and realized he wasn’t wearing his cloak, yet Zero didn’t seem to find this unusual. It seemed that, to Zero, her master had always looked like this, not someone who always wore a cloak.
Renji could sense the contract from Zero, confirming that she was the real Zero, not an imposter. However, her strength and current appearance were clearly not those of the “Calamity”-ranked leader of the Mechanical Alliance from five hundred years in the future.
The thick miasma in the air and the red moon outside couldn’t have been staged. As for Dream, Renji no longer feared them, not after he had control of the Mechanical Network and planted the Seed of the Cyber World Tree. The only possibility left was that he had truly returned to the past.
‘No it is ‘memory point’…’
Renji remembered the “memory point” ability mentioned in Lena’s diary, which was like a “save point” in his game. According to the diary, the Succubus had most likely mastered the principle of “memory points.”
‘So, was I arranged by Lena to enter this “memory point”?’
As for the purpose, Lena’s diary mentioned something about compensation. The Succubus wanted to make a small movie with him, recreating the choices he had “accidentally” clicked in the past, to be used as materials for Lena’s future spells.
‘Or maybe… Lena have some other ulterior motive!’
After figuring out the situation, Renji became curious about what would happen if he refused to let the fortune-teller come upstairs.
Renji tried to have the maid turn away the visitor, but after a short while, the maid came back upstairs, this time accompanied by a fortune-teller.
“Master, I have brought her to you,” Zero said, her eyes filled with a pink hue and spiral patterns, as if she had been hypnotized.
As for the hypnotist, Renji looked at the fortune-teller who had forcefully modified his “options.”
Her appearance was mostly similar to her in-game portrait, which Renji would describe as having an exotic dancer vibe. A purple veil covered half of her face, leaving only two deep and bright eyes visible. Although her face was partially hidden, the charming outline of her face and her beautiful, mysterious eyes made one want to unveil her and admire her beauty.
If one only looked at her face, it would only evoke a sense of curiosity. However, as one’s gaze moved lower, it might become inappropriate.
Her silk fortune-telling outfit, which exposed her navel and had a piece of cloth wrapped around her ample chest, resembled a high-slit skirt on the lower half. Through the slit, her long, white, and smooth legs were visible beneath the silk, hinting at a forbidden area.
It must be said that this outfit truly captured the mysterious allure of a fortune-teller, with a beauty that stopped just short of being too revealing.
As for why Renji said that the current fortune-teller was only “basically similar” to Lena in-game portrait, it was because he didn’t remember the in-game fortune-teller being barefoot and wearing fishnet stockings.
If the previous portrait could still be considered serious, Renji thought that the current fortune-teller was a full-fledged main character in a mature game, the kind that was very popular.
When the fortune-teller noticed Renji’s gaze on her fishnet stockings, she smiled and didn’t seem embarrassed or try to cover up. It was as if she was saying that these were serious fortune-telling stockings, with just a few extra mesh patterns. She even twisted her body slightly.
Whether it was the fact that she had hypnotized Zero or the changes she had added to her original portrait, Renji understood that she was not only hinting at but clearly revealing her identity.
This was not the somewhat “naive” Succubus Princess from the past.
This was the genuine, five-hundred-year-old old Succubus.
“It is been a long time… Lena”
…
Renji greeted the fortune-teller, but instead of a warm response, he received displeasure.
“Lena? Who is Lena? Hmph, calling another woman’s name as soon as you meet me, you really are just as the rumors say: the leader of Ashen Base, a lecherous addict who loves to play with females.”
Renji: “.”
After Lena set up a persona for the current Renji, she quickly did the same for herself.
“Hmph, Mr. Renji, I advise you to stop dirty imagination. Keep your lecherous gaze to yourself; it’s so disgusting. I will not submit to you, nor will I sell my body and soul!”
“If it weren’t for the people in the base, I wouldn’t have anything to do with a lecherous and filthy leader like you!”
The fortune-teller crossed her arms, showing a classic expression of disdain, yet also a sense of righteousness that compelled her to save everyone, forcing her to meet with the evil villain. At the same time, her powerful abilities made her proud and arrogant, with her back straight and not taking the evil villain seriously, instead looking for opportunities to mock him.
“What are you still standing there for? The guest has arrived, and you don’t even know how to prepare tea and snacks. Hmph, I don’t know how you became the leader, Mr. Renji!”
Renji: “.”
“Zero, prepare a cup of tea for Miss Momo.”
Renji cooperated with Lena normally, instructing the maid to serve tea. However, Zero seemed to understand Renji’s implied meaning, nodding at him with an attitude of “I understand, Master.”
Soon, the maid brought up two cups of tea with a normal expression.
Renji then watched as the fortune-teller, who was supposedly the most powerful ability user in the world and not afraid of any tricks, drank the maid’s tea without any suspicion.
Originally, Renji was supposed to continue chatting and stalling for time as the evil leader, according to the script. However, it seemed that a certain succubus was a bit impatient and skipped a few steps.
“Wha-what’s happening?”
“Did you turn on the heater? Why is the room so hot?”
The fortune-teller’s face turned red, and her chest heaved up and down more frequently. Her fortune-telling outfit, which already had little fabric, was now partially removed, revealing more of her white skin.
“Wait, you, you bastard…”
“How, how is this possible! I would never fall for such a low-
level trick… ugh.” The fortune-teller’s face was filled with shame and anger.
Her previously deep and mysterious eyes were now filled with anger, but also a hint of confusion.
“My will is ve-ve… ugh ugh.”
She couldn’t even finish her sentences before she started writhing, her eyes welling up with tears. She claimed her will was strong, but her body was shaking uncontrollably, her fishnet-clad legs rubbing against each other under her silk skirt.
Lena had already played her part, and Renji put aside his joking attitude to seriously play the role of the evil leader.
“Miss Momo, let’s begin the fortune-telling now~”
Renji took the fortune-teller’s hand, and after a slight struggle, they entered a room specially designed for fortune-
telling.
Regarding fortune-telling, Renji had also done some research and wanted to compete with the fortune-teller. However, the proud fortune-teller was naturally unwilling to admit defeat.
“I will never admit, admit defeat.”
“This, this constellation… ugh~”
“…”
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