Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 41 Butterfly Dance Step
a few days later.

Helent came to chat with Allen again, telling anecdotes about his "stamp collection" during this period.

Angel, who is also of the blood of the devil, coldly rejected her date invitation.

"Looking at how weak he is, maybe he doesn't have the ability to do that!" Helent said bitterly.

Allen could see it.

She had a deep resentment for Angor's rejection.

"Duke's pedigree is very good, but it's a pity that he doesn't match my personality. After dating him once, I don't want to deal with him again."

"What's worse, that man is self-indulgent and jealous, which annoys me!"

"What did you say 'be nice to him, she's his woman', and don't allow other men to touch me in the future... It's so funny!"

Helent was complaining to Allen when there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind him.

Allen turned his head and saw an angry face.

Duke rushed over here.

Clenching his fists tightly, veins burst out on his forehead.

"I knew this would happen."

Allen smiled wryly at Helent.

"I told you a long time ago that jealous men are not easy to mess with."

Helen frowned, and raised her hand to stop him behind her.

"It's none of your business, I'll take care of it."

The domineering inadvertently revealed a bit of a "hero saving the beauty".

At this time, Duke was approaching, his eyes bloodshot.

"Helen! I warned you!"

"Warning?" The red-haired girl laughed angrily, "It's just an appointment, where do you have the qualifications to point fingers at me in such a tone?"

"You—" Duke couldn't help but lose his temper, "You stinky bitch who doesn't love himself! I can see through it, you are a slutty slut from the bottom of your heart!"

Helen's smile suddenly disappeared.

His eyes became sharp as a knife.

Duke noticed the murderous look in her eyes, and couldn't help but tremble.

Hastily retreated to guard.

However, his reaction was still a beat slow.

Helen suddenly took a step forward.

The delicate body shook at a high frequency, and the figure became hazy and blurred.

Allen, who was watching, couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Even with his enhanced vision after the awakening of his bloodline, he couldn't capture Helente's true location.

Duke on the opposite side was even more dazzled by Helente's ghostly movement.

He didn't wait for him to come back to his senses.

A white slender hand was already in front of him.

Snapped!
Slap loudly.

The echoes are endless.

Duke covered his swollen cheeks with embarrassment and embarrassment.

"Smelly bitch! You wait for me—"

Driven by rage, he reached for the sword at his waist.

But it was empty.

He bowed his head in amazement.

Only the empty scabbard hung from his belt.

At some point, the rapier fell into Helent's hands.

The girl in red fiddled with the rapier, showing disdain on her face.

"Your thing is not as thick as this sword."

After finishing speaking, she casually threw the rapier on the deck.

Duke's facial muscles.

He twitched violently a few times.

What Helent said just now deeply hurt his self-esteem.

Gritting his teeth, he bent down to pick up the sword.

Swish!
A green shadow flew over suddenly, pulling the rapier away from his hand.

Thick and long vines covered with spikes are suspended in mid-air.

It was like a green long whip with life under Helent's mental remote control.

Finally, Duke couldn't hide the look of fear on his face.

Turning around and picking up the rapier, he left in a hurry without saying a word.

A turmoil was easily resolved by Helente in this way.

Allen is well aware of Duke's strength.

Among all the apprentices on board, Duke can be ranked in the top three.

It's not surprising that Helent repaired Duke with ease.

After all, she is a Tier 1 Warlock.

What really surprised Alan was that...

When Helent did it just now, he didn't use any means beyond the apprentice level.

The high-speed phantom movement is a level 1 martial skill like "hound dog pace".

The long whip of vines summoned out of thin air belongs to a 0-ring spell called "Whip of Thorns".

With these two moves alone, Duke, the top student on board in terms of overall strength, was beaten to death.

If she goes all out, Alan can't imagine how strong she is.

"I'm sorry, the trouble I caused has hurt you."

After driving away Duke, Helen returned to Allen with an apologetic face.

"It's okay, this kind of thing is always inevitable."

Allen smiled understandingly.

"It's getting late, if there's nothing else, I'm going back to rest."

"Wait a moment!"

Helen suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

With a pitiful appearance, she seemed to be acting like a baby.

"Alan, is there a woman in your room tonight?"

"No."

"So now there is!"

"We already had an appointment," Allen persuaded her calmly, "I think you should collect fresher materials."

Helen shook his head and sighed.

"This kind of thing is not always the fresher and more interesting."

"Try it, I still like being with you the most!"

"Reminiscing from time to time, the pleasant experience we had together..."

"So, I've decided! Before getting off the boat, I'll only sleep with you alone!"

"It's not cheap to let me sleep with you." Allen asked her bluntly, "Do you have that much money?"

Helent tilted his head, did some calculations in his mind, and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

There are more than half a month before the ship arrives at the pier, she seems to be...

Can't afford Allen's worth!

"For the sake of our friendship, give me a discount and a wholesale price, okay?"

The red-haired girl had resentful eyes, and bargained in a coquettish tone.

Alan was unmoved, and said to her carefully:

"If you don't have enough money, I'll use your body method in exchange."

"It's not that I'm stingy. Butterfly dance steps require a lot of agility from the practitioner," Helent said honestly, "Even if I'm willing to teach you, you may not be able to learn it."

"If I can't learn it, I'm unlucky. I should sleep with you or sleep with you."

Allen could see that Helent's agility attribute was similar to his own.

If she can practice this set of movements, she should be fine.

Helent had no choice but to agree to teach Alan the "butterfly dance step" to replace the next half month's...well, prostitution.

……

Level 1 martial skill "Butterfly Dance Step".

The agility attribute of a cultivator must have at least 16 points.

If you can't meet this standard, you have to practice forcefully.

Then wait to twist your legs into twists.

After training, spend 3 points of mana to maintain high-frequency movement in a small range, front, back, left, and right within 1 minute.

Similar to the boxer's "back and forth slide" and "side slide".

But faster and more frequent.

So much so that the figure seemed blurred, and the whole person dropped frames...

"In this state, it is difficult for the opponent to judge your exact position, and the attack launched is also more difficult to hit."

Helen introduced the essence of "butterfly dance" to Allen.

"For every 100 attacks received, 'Butterfly Dance' can help you avoid at least 20 of them!"

Helent's patient guidance anytime and anywhere was not in vain.

After a week of hard training, Allen successfully learned the "butterfly dance step".

Then I received an unexpected system prompt.

(End of this chapter)