Chapter 139: Blackmailing a glove?

The eyes and mouth of the masks seem to be screaming, some of them have cried illusory tears again.

Adryan's expression stayed the same.

With a sweet smile and soft eyes, completely unaware of how the glove seemed to be about to die.

"I think you two will make very good friends" he said amused as he brought his hands a little closer and the masks in the glove began to cry much louder.

The horror they displayed grew by multiple levels but before Adryan could clasp his hands he stopped, now wearing a curious expression.

"Oh? It seems you don't like the Burnt Band, that's not nice you know? And I told her that she would have a new friend..." the redhead's expression turned sad and his eyes showed disappointment.

Some of the glove masks that weren't horrified by the Burnt Band stared at Adryan in disbelief.

As if they were telling him, don't you realize what you're doing? Why do you show a sad expression as if what you are doing hurts you? Do you have a loose nut?

Adryan let out a soft sigh and looked down at the glove.

" It's obvious that you don't like the Burnt Band so I won't force her to be with someone who doesn't know how to appreciate her." The redhead spoke, it seemed that he was rejecting the boyfriend of his only daughter.

"Well, how about a deal? The deal is that if you decide to abandon me having to praise you every 3 hours then I won't give you to this little friend." Adryan said with a small smile as he gently waved the Burnt Band over the glove.

The glove masks wept and after a few seconds Adryan pulled the band away.

"Do we have a deal? Smiling means Yes, Crying means No"

The masks showed indignation and angry expressions.

Adryan shook his head as he sighed.

"Wrong answer"

He waved the burning band over the glove again but this time brought the glove a little closer, causing some of the masks to start moving as they tried to move away from the band.

After another few seconds, Adryan move the band away.

He didn't say anything but raised an eyebrow at the glove.

At this, most of the glove's masks began to smile but some continued to cry.

Adryan shook his head and repeated the same movement.

After another 5 times, each and every one of the masks wore a big happy smile.

"See? It wasn't that hard, was it?"

Adryan chuckled, sending spirituality into the floating flame and it expanded again to form the gate of flames.

...

Returning to his body, he opened his eyes and saw the Burnt Sash and the glove in front of him.

Out of respect for the deal, he had the gauntlet as far away from the Burned Band as possible.

He did not move from his place but gave a devout military salute.

"Praise the Monarch!"

Saying that, he carefully grabbed the Burnt Bnad and the glove.

He put the Burned Band in his pocket and placed the glove on the table, then he went to his closet, and from it, he took out several white papers along with scissors.

He placed all his materials on the table and sat down in his chair.

He grabbed a piece of paper and scissors and began to cut.

After a while, he had several paper figures on the table.

'Being an Architecture student makes it quite easy to make the figurines and the Pyromaniac's hand made this even easier' the redhead thought with a smile as he placed the scissors on the table and grabbed a paper figurine and checked them for any failure.

"Is it an artifact made of a magician's characteristic?" Flora finally spoke, her question wasn't asked like one but rather it was said like a fact.

Adryan smiled and nodded as he lowered the paper figurine and grabbed the glove.

"It has the ability of Paper Figurine Substitute and Flaming Jump, the negative effect is that while I have it on I will seek the praise of an audience and if I wear it for more than 20 minutes it will become more difficult to remove it." the redhead explained calmly while looking at the smiling masks on the glove.

'Now you'll be very useful~'

"Your Lord is very generous to give you an artifact" the woman said curiously.

At first, she thought that the redhead had sacrificed that Band for secret reasons but it turns out that God had returned it to her along with a glove.

'Is that Band an artifact that has to be sealed from time to time? It's nothing special...' Flora thought as she took a quick look at the black band but quickly stopped herself.

'Stay out of God's business...' she quickly reminded herself.

What the God did was none of her business and if she wanted to live she must ignore it.

To divert his curiosity she spoke again.

"Princess Tomato you are preparing quite a bit for this attack" Flora said calmly.

For her this was the best, this would further ensure her survival.

"Better prepared than empty-handed." Adryan responded just as calmly as he looked at all the details on the glove.

The glove was made of a fabric and leather that felt comfortable to the touch.

'I wonder how many substitutes I can make before my spirituality runs out?' Not seeing the damage, the redhead grabbed the paper figures he had made and placed the glove on his right hand.

He tossed one of the figurines across the room and performed a substitution, trading places with the figurine.

Adryan raised an eyebrow curiously.

'It consumes a little less spirituality than a Shadow Leap at maximum distance,' he quickly calculated, feeling his spirituality.

He then formed a small fireball that he controlled to fly a few steps away from him.

He then snapped his fingers and flames engulfed him, he reemerged from the fireball in a flame show of sparks.

'And this one barely consumes half a Shadow Leap...'

Although he consumed half the spirituality, the distance he could make in a Flaming Jump was only 1/3 of what he could with a Shadow Leap.

'Also the Flaming Jump is not discreet and the negative effect of the glove makes it worse, in that case, the Shadow Leap is much better'

With a quick assessment of the advantages and disadvantages of the Glove's abilities, Adryan was satisfied.

He closed his right fist feeling the glove on it.

He then frowned.

Calling it Glove felt lame and he didn't really like Magician Glove either, it seemed pretty flat to him.

"Flora tell me would you like to name this glove?"

"What's with that offer?" Flora asked curiously.

"The glove has no name and honestly calling it a Glove has no essence, I just asked to see if you were interested"

Flora was silent for a few seconds.

"How about Guanto di Pomodoro?"

Adryan's eyebrow twitched slightly and the smile on his face turned tight.

Guanto di Pomodoro in Feysac meant Tomato Glove.

"Ha ha very funny" the redhead said sarcastically and Flora let out an amused laugh.

"What's up Tomato Princess? Doesn't that seem quite fitting? Every princess needs her glove after all!" she said amused and adryan could only sigh.

"I don't know why I bothered asking an old lady about names." he said disappointed.

"Hey!" Flora said annoyed and offended.

"I told you I'm not an old lady!"

The spotlight in Adryan's brain went on and a huge smile spread across his face.

"I know what I'm gonna name it now!"

"I'm not interested" Flora answered annoyed as she got ready to sleep.

"It will be Vecchio pomodoro!"

Upon hearing the name, Flora abandoned her attempt to sleep and yelled in annoyance.

"You bastard! Do you even have shame?!"

Vecchio pomodoro in Feysac meant Old tomato.

Adryan chuckled.

"Come on don't you think that's a pretty fitting name? It shows our beautiful relationship after all!"

"I am a tomato and you are an old lady!"

"AAAAAHRGGGGG" Flora could only yell in annoyance after hearing that.

She wasn't old!!

Adryan just laughed in amusement at Flora's reaction.

She was very easy to tease~