Dungeon King: A Lady Knight Offered by My Goblins



Eileen's arrival was anticipated by Ethan.

However, the distressed expression and a tinge of blush on her face were somewhat disconcerting.

"Are you leaving, Ethan?" Eileen asked tentatively.

After defeating the Angry Dragon Haviss and eradicating the monsters on the battlefield, not just Eileen, but everyone in the underground command center had come to know Ethan's real name. 

His fame soared to great heights in Maya City where fanatic admirers had erected a dragon statue in his honor. 

Supervised by Lehman, the statue showcased not Ethan's initial Golden Divine Dragon form but his appearance after absorbing the magma energy during his battle with Haviss — 

Golden yellow scales adorned his exterior, with six symmetric fiery red lines embellishing his chest. 

The figure not only radiated nobility but also exuded a fierce disposition.

This led the citizens of Maya City to name Ethan's dragon incarnation the "Golden Flame Dragon." Numerous individuals even founded small groups, devoting themselves to venerating the Golden Flame Dragon. Ethan remained indifferent to this newfound reverence. 

At this moment, he was preoccupied, his head throbbing due to Eileen's presence.

Acknowledging his imminent departure, Ethan saw a flash of despondency in Eileen's eyes before she hugged him tightly, sobbing softly.

"How about leaving with me?" Ethan suggested quietly, offering a solution.

Loosening her grip, Eileen shook her head firmly, her eyes filled with determination as she said, "I don't want to leave Maya City. I'm just saddened by your departure. Oh, I have prepared a gift for you, can we fetch it together?"

"What kind of gift?" Ethan asked.

His inquiry met with silence, as he could only follow behind Eileen. 

They returned to her residence where, without a word, Eileen closed the door, removed all her clothes, and stood before Ethan, stating, "My gift is myself."

"Eileen!" 

Ethan tried to voice his refusal, but Eileen forcefully lunged at him, continuously attempting to kiss him. 

"Eileen, are you sure about this?" Ethan inquired, feeling somewhat unable to bear the situation.

This time, Eileen lifted her head to gaze at Ethan, a smile blossoming on her face as she spoke, "Since your departure is inevitable, let us create the most beautiful memory together. I am aware that I might just be a negligible person in your life, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that you hold a significant place in my heart."

"Eileen, I am so sorry..." Ethan responded, overwhelmed with guilt upon hearing Eileen's heartfelt confession.

Shaking her head, Eileen replied with a smile, "Ethan, there is no need for guilt. I've known since I was young that nothing lasts forever in this world. Meeting you here has already been a stroke of good fortune for me."

"So, let us savor joy together in the moments to come," she said, encouraging them both to embrace the pleasure that awaited them.

As she spoke, Eileen's hand had already ventured onto Ethan's chest. 

Confronted with Eileen's fervent overtures, Ethan reciprocated with equally impassioned ardor. 

He held her close as they moved to the sanctum of the bedroom, where he laid her down tenderly on the bed. 

There, amidst whispers of fabric and the quiet breath of anticipation, he began to kiss every inch of her skin with a reverence that seemed to transcend time itself.

Eileen responded to Ethan's tender advances with an eagerness that was both innocent and clumsy.

In the natural progression of events, Ethan, holding his pennis, entered the Eileen's body, and the bedroom filled with cries of pain and shouts of excitement suddenly.

Following that, Eileen took the initiative.

She spread her legs open, sat down on the Ethan's waist, and casually swept her cascading long hair behind her ears.

She grasped Ethan's pennis with her hand, and then sat on it.

A surge of comfort instantly enveloped her entire body, causing her to let out an uncontrollable scream.窗体顶端

Ethan too placed his hands on Eileen's breast, delicately playing with it, constantly kneading the nipples, stimulating her body constantly.

He knew well, this might be their last encounter.

Both of them were unrestrainedly releasing their own desires.

Compared to Mia, Sherry, and others, Eileen, who had lived in the military camp for many years, persistently training, held the highest strength.

Under Ethan's wildly thrusting, Eileen still retained a wealth of stamina, the two of them fought more and more bravely, almost trying out every kind of position.

Three hours later, the battle finally came to a halt. 

Eileen and Ethan stepped into the bathroom, laying together in the bathtub.

Ethan embraced Eileen, gently washing her body with a tenderness that mirrored a silent vow, while Eileen lay languidly in Ethan's arms, a smile of fulfillment gracing her face as she said, "Ethan, I will always remember you."

"Me too," Ethan nodded, his agreement reverberating with a gravity of emotion that was both sincere and melancholy.

After they had cleaned themselves, a tender kiss was bestowed upon Ethan's forehead by Eileen, a gesture both sweet and ephemeral. 

Then, with a heart swollen with both joy and sorrow, she saw him to the door, watching as he stepped into the threshold of leaving, a silent testimony to their poignant goodbye, carrying the weight of cherished memories and the bitter-sweetness of a love that was both profound and evanescent.

After cleaning up, Eileen gently kissed Ethan on the forehead before escorting him out.

As Ethan returned to his own dwelling parting from Eileen, he handed over dozens of scrolls to her, explaining, "You have a tendency to charge forward during battles, which is too dangerous and leaves you vulnerable to injuries. I know it's your habit, so I prepared these holy light scrolls for you. They can heal you when you're hurt."

"I want you to be careful after I leave."

These scrolls were crafted by Ethan through the use of alchemy. 

Although old John often remarked that his skills in alchemy were nothing more than rubbish, under the enhancement of the Holy Light-Language of Nature, the power of these holy light scrolls had been elevated to a terrifying level. 

As long as one didn't die instantly, the scrolls could facilitate recovery.

Receiving the scrolls, Eileen also blessed Ethan, saying, "Ethan, be safe."

With those words, they separated at the main road, Eileen watching as Ethan disappeared under the dim glow of the street lights, tears already welling up in the corners of her eyes. 

She harbored a very certain fact in her heart: this goodbye might very well be a farewell for eternity.

On the other side.

Upon returning to his abode, Ethan felt an inexplicable emptiness, so much so that he didn't notice Sherry quietly approaching him until she spoke, asking, "Ethan, what's wrong?"

Ethan looked at Sherry, inquiring earnestly, "Sherry, do you think Maya City is real or just an illusion?" 

This was a question he had asked when he first arrived. 

However, having gone through a series of events, his feelings and purpose behind the question had changed.

Sherry shook her head, signaling that she couldn't provide an answer. 

Seeing the confusion on Ethan's face, she couldn't help but feel a deep pang of sympathy. 

She suggested, "Actually, whether Maya City is real or not doesn't really matter. With enough power, even something nonexistent can become real."

Hearing this, a light sparked in Ethan's eyes. He quickly realized that his troubles stemmed from his own lack of strength. 

If he could possess the kind of formidable power that Rhine had spoken of, the power to rewrite the rules of the world directly, would he still need to worry about the authenticity of Maya City?

With this understanding, Ethan felt his fighting spirit reignite. 

"Sherry, thank you," Ethan expressed his gratitude, then took out a Book of Alchemy and began to study it.

Sherry sat beside him, silently watching Ethan with a sweet smile spreading across her face.

In the next instant, a beam of white light enveloped Ethan and Sherry, as well as Dark Lord Rock, Dark Lord Blood, and some other individuals in Maya City. Gradually, their figures began to fade away.

By the time Ethan opened his eyes, he found himself back in the waiting area of the Hot Spring Ruins. "We're back," Ethan exhaled.

Dark Lord Rock and Dark Lord Blood exchanged a glance before proceeding to review the results of this trial experiment. Seeing the final evaluations and the points they had garnered, both burst into hearty laughter. Meanwhile, Ethan began to inspect his own assessment.

[Trial completed!] 

[In the trial quest, you not only exceeded the requirements of the survival quest but also defeated a plethora of monsters, including the Angry Dragon Haviss, altering the future of Maya City!] 

[Upon your departure, the people revered you as the Guardian of Maya City.] 

[Your deeds became the stuff of legends, endlessly recounted by the inhabitants of Maya City. Your dragon statue earned an additional title – the Golden Flame Guardian Dragon, establishing you as a legend in Maya City!] 

[...] 

[Trial Evaluation: SSS+] 

[Monster Points: You have slain 13,748 regular monsters, 326 elite monsters, 19 boss monsters, and the transcendent monster Angry Dragon Haviss, accruing 19,590 monster points.] 

[The points exchange store is now open. You may exchange items using your points, which will become invalid once you leave the trial area.]

A barrage of messages appeared, leaving Ethan somewhat overwhelmed as he tried to process everything.

However, seeing the nearly twenty thousand points, Ethan quickly accessed the point exchange store. 

Without a moment's hesitation, he swept over every item available from top to bottom, emptying the entire inventory.

Among the items were numerous special materials, along with several blueprints. 

Each of these items only required a few points and had a purchasing limit, but they were far from depleting Ethan's substantial stash of twenty thousand points. 

It wasn't until he reached the products displayed towards the end of the store that he encountered slightly more expensive prices.

"Meteorite Ore, used for forging indestructible weapons, needs 50 points. Bought!" Ethan declared. 

"Rainbow Apple, an apple allegedly conjured by a deity out of boredom, which can slightly enhance one's talents and bolster Bloodline power after consumption, requires 120 points. Bought!" 

"Ancient Beast Blood..." 

"Unknown Dragon Scale..." 

"I'll take them all!"

Ethan was being quite generous. 

Soon, he arrived at the final section of the exchange store. 

The last item was not a material, but a biography titled "Chronicles of the Lost City." 

It had a steep price of 5,000 points, making it incredibly expensive compared to the other items.

Nonetheless, Ethan didn't hesitate and chose to purchase it. 

Once acquired, he opened the book to peruse its contents.

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