The 'Black Market'!

"Mhm!"

Instantaneously, Matthew grabbed Lilian's shoulders and pushed her back.

Slip...!

A string of saliva connected both of their tongues as their lips separated from each other.

Wiping his lips with his thumb, Matthew was clearly upset.

"The fuck do you think you're doing!?" A faint red aura enveloped his body.

Looking at Matthew, Lilian offered a wry smile and licked her lips in a teasing manner.

Seeing this, a vein throbbed on Matthew's forehead as he held back the urge to punch her face directly.

"Delicious~" Lilian purred, releasing a warm breath.

Grip!

Matthew clenched his fist, launching it towards Lilian's face.

However, she effortlessly caught his hand, meeting his gaze with a playful smirk.

"Ooh, my~! Getting a bit rough, aren't we?" Lilian teased, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

.

"..."

Matthew's gaze turned cold as he withdrew his hand.

Without a word, he strode out of the room and slammed the door behind him. Inside, Lilian simply smiled, snapping her fingers to clear the table of dishes.

Outside, Matthew found himself standing in front of the Hero Association, staring out at the bustling city below.

"Damn it. That was too close!" Matthew muttered, his teeth clenched in frustration.

When Lilian kissed him, he sensed a strange energy transferring through their lips.

If not, he'd obviously enjoy the kiss or even scale things up a bit, leading to the bedroom... ahem.

"That woman... what exactly is her problem? Does she have a double personality or anything like that?"

"I could see in the last moment that she wanted to kiss me, but then, she tried to put a strange energy on my body..."

"Whatever... I mean, she's the Final Villain for a reason...!" Matthew muttered to himself.

Sighing deeply, Matthew surveyed his surroundings, realizing he was completely lost.

"Great, just great," he muttered, tapping his forehead in frustration.

As he scanned the area, his attention was drawn to a familiar figure sneaking around a nearby corner.

"Is that... Stella?" Matthew's curiosity piqued, and he decided to follow her.

Quietly, he trailed Stella through the shadows until they arrived at a suspicious-looking cabin.

"..."

'Fuck, who cares if there's danger there?' Matthew's intrusive thoughts completely won the battle without it even starting.

Peering through a window, he watched as Stella conversed with two figures dressed in black robes.

Suddenly, a magic circle appeared beneath her feet, and she vanished from sight.

From what Matthew saw, there must be some kind of code since he saw the movements of Stella's lips.

'Activate All-Rounder.' he whispered under his breath.

He pushed open the cabin door, conjuring a mask from mana to conceal his handsome face.

The two robed figures glanced at him, their expressions unreadable, before speaking.

"Night's waltz under lunar glow." The figure spoke a single phrase, and at that moment, Matthew's brain racked out thinking about the answer.

Night's can correspond to many words, but since its a phrase, it should have its own meaning.

'Night... can be related to shadows; waltz to dance; under to... in or on; lunar is directly related to the moon... and finally, glow can be related to light.'

"Night's dance in moon's light." Matthew finally replied after a single second.

Hearing his words, the black-robed figure from the right nodded his head and then stretched out his hands.

Glow!

A purple aura glowed on his hands before a magic circle appeared beneath Matthew's feet.

And with a faint murmur from them, Matthew disappeared from their sight.

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"Ah... teleportation is quite tiresome..." Matthew uttered as he felt a strange, heavy weight over his body.

As his eyes took in the surroundings, he found himself in some kind of obscure place where there were plenty of mini shops across the street.

'Is this the Black Market?' Matthew pondered, looking around.

'Thankfully, I covered my face with mana.'

'But... if this is the Black Market... maybe I can find some hidden treasures here due to my "All-Rounder" skill...' He grinned inwardly.

So, he started walking in a straight line as he looked at mini shops sneakily, trying to find some superb item that would be of help to him.

That happened for quite a few minutes.

Until finally, Matthew's eyes narrowed as he saw a peculiar scroll.

He approached the mini shop and asked directly without even lying about what he wanted.

"How much for this scroll?" He pointed at the scroll he had his eye on.

In front of him, a black-robed person stood, however, from the curves of her body, it could be easily seen that it was a woman.

"2 Middle Magic Stones." She said leisurely.

"Deal." Matthew instantly threw two middle-grade stones at the woman and picked up the scroll.

The woman looked at Matthew's back as he strolled away, but a faint smile remained on his lips.

"I didn't expect to see you again so soon~, Matthew~!" She took off her robe, and her face was fully displayed.

"Mhm~, I can't wait to talk to you again." Her lips curled up.

Her eyes still remained on his figure as a faint glow escaped her eyes, creating a trail that followed Matthew.

Who, at the time, was simply screaming inwardly, filled with joy.

'Fuck yeah! I didn't expect to find a high-grade spirit summoning scroll! And for the cheap price of two middle magic stones!'

'I was really thinking of getting a spirit summoning scroll because spirits are really overpowered! Especially, the high-grade ones.'

'Mhm~, I'm glad I have this "All-Rounder" skill, if not, I'd let such a superb treasure escape my eyes.'

'But now... what kind of spirit I'll summon? Maybe, I'll get lucky and summon two with just one scroll? Maybe I'll get an ancient spirit!?'

However, as Matthew walked, on, a group of black-robed people suddenly surrounded him.

"..."

Matthew's eyes narrowed as he silently reached out to his waist.

"Please follow us." One of them took a step forward and bent down to him.

'Huh?'

"Lead the way." He simply uttered.

He then followed the group as they led him toward the street and eventually came to a very tall building.

Even though the black market is a "dead" place, the building looked extremely elegant and fit in with the overall vibe.

The group led Matthew to a magic circle, where the supposed leader told Matthew to stay in the circle.

He simply nodded his head, but still prepared himself for trouble.

Glow!

Swish!

Once again, Matthew was teletransported by a magic circle, but as he was on the other side, he felt himself cosied up on a big chair.

"Huh? Where the fuck am I?" He asked.

He immediately noticed that he was seated on some kind of throne, and suddenly, his ears perched up as he heard the combined voice of a giant group.

"We greet the [Prince of Darkness]...!!"

Under Matthew's eyes, a huge group of black-robed people could be seen, all of them on their knees, bowing down to Matthew.

"...Fuck, when did I get a fan club?" Matthew spoke aloud.

He did not miss the part where every single member had the figure of a woman.