With some effort, I kept from getting a bullet in me, calmed Bernice down, and got her to accept her enslavement. Considering what she thought I was asking for that she agreed to, enslavement seemed tame by comparison. Besides, Bernice had once been my slave before, so it wasn’t like she didn’t know what she was getting into.

{Name: Bernice Castille

Rank: Viscount

Class: Quick Study

Job: Gunslinger LVL 52, Sniper LVL 8

Unlocked Jobs: Hero LVL 83, Swordsman LVL 92, Magic Swordsman LVL 23, Knight LVL 75, Dungeon Diver LVL 32, Gladiator LVL 15

Race: Human}

For her age, her levels were amazing. The other girls had all been boosted by my experience buffs, but Bernice had reached that state mostly on her own. The reason she managed to do it had to be her strange class. Quick study likely gave her extreme experience boosts and allowed her to learn things quickly. This was why she was able to jump jobs so easily from a swordsman to a gunslinger.

She could probably learn anything she put her mind to. Like me, she could have had twenty-thirty jobs, but she was rather focused on what she had wanted in life. She fought to get stronger. She was a gladiator, a knight, and a dungeon diver. She had picked up all of the relevant jobs. She couldn’t flop the jobs around at will like me, which once again only showed just how impressive she was.

“Wh-what?” Her face turned red as she noticed me staring at her.

“You’re kind of amazing.”

“You’re saying that now!” She scowled at me.

I cleared my throat and quickly started casting a portal. It didn’t take more than a moment to open up, and the group of us left Chalm and walked into Dioshin. We didn’t end up appearing in Dioshin’s capital city. Instead, we came out in the wolfkin city, a short walk away from the palace. That was where Lord Duran us to visit him.

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As I gathered the girls and started walking toward the palace, our procession naturally caused a stir in the city. Unlike Chalm, the tribes of Dioshin segregated themselves pretty aggressively, and the majority of those present were all wolfkin. To see such a diverse group of people walking through was a shock. There were fairies, golems, and one couldn’t forget the catgirl women.

They didn’t just draw attention for their uniqueness, but also their beauty. All of the girls were attractive women, and it immediately pulled the eyes of the wolfkin men. One of them even let out a howl before his wife hid him in the back of the head with a rolled-up newspaper. The girls ended up becoming shy under this attention. Chalm was mostly used to them, so they weren’t looked at so aggressively. They responded by moving closer and closer to me until I was surrounded by girls, each one clinging to a piece of my shirt. This only made the scene even more noticeable, and I found myself receiving more than a couple of jealous looks.

One of the girls was particularly nervous. That was none other than Miki. She had worn a cloak and she put her hood up, hiding her face and keeping her head down low. The last time she had been there, she had killed many animalkin during her tide of death. I had resurrected most of them, but there were still those who didn’t make it, and if anyone noticed and remembered her, how wouldn’t they be a little angry over the anguish they faced?

I reached out and patted her head, drawing her close to me protectively as we continued through. With the lionesses forming a circle around us, we reached the castle in short order unimpeded.