Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline

Chapter 17: 17 Contract (2)



Chapter 17: 17 Contract (2)

[Lucy's POV: ]

Unlike normal games where you can directly access a system shop, in this one, you will have to make a contract with dimensional merchants first or if you can't, you will have to visit special places or people who have connections with a dimensional merchant.

In this world, access to this dimensional shop or a web of uniquely accessible channels was a bloodline thing or a special trait of a species within the worldline.

are practically different artificial intelligence created by either the main AI brain, its subordinate AI who works for it, or by El personally.

'Adorable cuties was what she called the ones she created and she loved every single one of them dearly.'

She created fifteen dimensional merchants that had their unique product specialty, a unique ego, a backstory, as well as a unique feature that made them different from any AI-generated merchants.

In all of them, there was one certain merchant that no person in the entire game could access, even if they knew all the details about it, without three special things.

That one merchant was a leader and someone that managed a large part of the market of the worldline all by himself, and he was gooooood at it.

'And he is a little pervert too so he is a fun guy to have around.'

These merchants were not as powerful as those other prominent AIs or the offerings, but the wealth and authority they held were greater than many normal combat-related monsters, characters, or even AIs.

And the one that we wanted to make a contract with was especially a lot more powerful in terms of wealth and connections.

Though his authority in this worldline was not that powerful on his own, if combined with all the powers, connection, wealth, and favors others owed him, he can be the closest being to [Offsprings] in terms of pure strengths.

'He was certainly a miserable special case. Haaa... that little one.'

Though it would feel exaggerated, comparing a mere merchant to an offspring of the worldline that looked over countless different worlds, it was true.

Just the fact that it took my genius El days to create and write this one character even with the master access ▼▼▼▼ was a big thing in itself.

'But he would be our special merchant and family member. That was all.'

If you think having such an overpowered being would make us strong enough to conquer the world, well, forget those fantasies.

This was an important part of this life for her because, without the two of us, there was no good end to this magnificent character I was talking about.

This unique being was someone so cheerful that we could compare very few to it and, at the same time, someone so tragic that no being could possibly feel his darkness... except the two of us.

She created it, and I was the one to perfect him to the end.

'The one thing we both never managed to achieve, however, was our desired end of this story and... this entire game.'

And it obviously included the desired end for this being.

"We will get there this time, El. We definitely will, no matter what." I reassured her, and she gave me a helpless smile.

She knew what we wanted was no small thing, especially some certain absurd stuff that even the primordial ones would say was absurd to even think about.

But I had faith we can do it. Together, we can do more than just mere world domination. Yes, we will need more help but if there were just the two of us, even something absurd like ▼▼▼▼▼▼ was possible.

Shaking her head and kissing me on my cheeks with a new smile, she said in her voice filled with Mana, "Command: Contract use. Donating 3333 Oz for targeted request."

[ has received the system request to request a specified dimensional merchant for an audience.]

[Please provide the target ID.]

"Azrail," she said in a nostalgic voice filled with longing.

This one was important to her, and she had made it her mission to give this little one what he desired the most, which we also happen to desire for that certain desired ending.

[Finding ID: Azrail in the worldline.]

...

[ID confirmed. Sending audience request.]

A loading window appeared in front of us but then it turned red.

[Request denied.]

The red screen returned to the form it previously was, asking if we wanted to try it again.

We expected this and so, she accepted and asked for the same process again in her impeccable Mana-filled voice, "Command: Repeat the same process."

Voice of the world only accepted certain input methods when using keyword-like commands like the one as she just did, and it took precise control of Mana just to say them in (Mana Speech).

Thankfully, she was as good at controlling Mana as the normal elves at this point so it was fine even with the absurd amount of money we were spending just to call this certain merchant to this place.

I was far away from her in terms of Mana, but being the youngest to have achieved Aura, the system could compare me to orcs and giants.

So, we were amazing, and it wasn't enough to kill the bastards like our orphanage owner.

I shook my head and looked at another red system window.

Though he just played around most of the time, he was a busy person to get. But we knew the 'secret' ninja technique to lure out that perverted little bastard.

"Do it," I suggested as I tapped her shoulders.

She looked at me and suddenly laughed while remembering something and then… a laugh escaped my mouth, too.

It was going to be hilarious now, especially for some of you.

"Hahaha, what the hell. Do I have to say it?" she asked, still laughing with embarrassment and her hand covering her mouth.

"Hehehe, yes. It has to be you~."

There was no way he would come after hearing my voice so he had to be her. The guy had his unique kinks and tastes.

Still chuckling at the unique predicament before her, she said something different this time, "Hehe, Command: Repeat the same process. Hahaha... Ahem! Request: Attach voice messages."

She hardly finished that and calmed down perfectly after taking a deep breath. She then looked at me with eyes that ordered me to stop that fuckin laughter.

"Khehehe," But this didn't stop me from laughing even more loudly.

It wasn't my fault she made that little kitten this way. It was what it was.

And I knew my actions were smack-worthy.

-Thad!

"Enough," she ordered with a serious tone this time and looked at the system window that popped up before us.

[Request received. Please confirm the payment.]

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[: 6333 Oz.]

Confirm: Yes/No.

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Our eyes were teary as we saw that absurd amount of money just for a simple voice message. In some different scenarios, we wouldn't have clicked 'yes' without thinking three times.

Thank god we had a good enough amount to afford this stupidity but, this was the last chance and after that, we would be broke again.

There were many types of contracts, and we can call this little one after killing that bastard and getting out of this orphanage.

Spending too much wasn't our style, nor was it that much important to have this certain merchant right now.

I was sure if something had changed from what she created in this trial… then our precious contract and that large amount of money would go to shit.

So this was the last chance.

And she knew that better than me right now.

"Yes," she said, clenching my hand tightly, and I patted her head with my free hand. The sourc𝗲 of this content nov(𝒆l)bi((n))

This system knew how to do extortion. Damn bastard.

[Thank you for your request. Please start the desired voice message.]

She calmed herself and took a deep breath... and started the message that I can't possibly help but laugh my ass off.

"Oh~. Ah! My~. This tussy is so wet today? Looks like grandma's secret nip recipe that no meat road knows was indeed effective~!

Ah~! Yes! That's the way. I thought I can share this amazing thing with someone.

But now I don't have any money to call anyone again.

Hmmm~! Yes, yes, yes. That... i-is the pure way.

Wow~. It's more amazing than I thought.

It was really true that no one knows this. Hmmm~. Now, this merchant won't know it either."

That was the end of her impeccable performance and she sighed and clicked on send without saying a single word after that.

"MUHAHAHAHAHA!"

And as soon as she did that, the laughter I was holding with all my might burst out at once.

It was amazing to hear the way she said it and I knew those pleasure-filled words were the real ones.

Though she might not actually feel it, she really wanted it.

Those actions with that amazing childish voice were the cherry on the cake. And there was no way that mouth-watering performance would not work.

"Hahahahah!" I wanted to roll on the floor but, just as I knew, a punch landed precisely on my abdomen.

-Khukh!

"That... was hard," I hardly replied while tightly clenching my stomach, feeling the pain I was yet to get accustomed to in this world.

She was strong, so there was no point, logic, or meaning to go against this witch.

But I will do it even after knowing the consequences and, it was what made us who we were.

"Shaddup you a little piece of me," she whispered and stroked the part she had just hit with her gentle touch.

She knew it won't actually hurt me even if she coats her fist in Mana and punched me but the pain was unavoidable.

I was stronger when it came to physical endurance though so there was nothing for her to worry about.

"I'm ok. And it looks like that white kitten is the same as you made him." I spoke with a grin and set down on our bed. He had answered her hair-thrilling, goosebumps-inducing call just like a pervert like him would.

We heard a voice aside from the system notification saying the audience confirmation and a blue spatial gate materialized before us and a small kitten jumped out of it.

This was a little pure pervert and someone that loved cat food more than any divine delicacies in this world. Her personal pet and my favorite merchant Azrail, also famous as the [Shadow's owner] in the worldline and nicknamed by her: Raz.


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