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Chapter 2379 Perfect Compensation
Chapter 2379 Perfect Compensation
Now, decades later, Moon was starting to question her approach. Doubts crept in as she wondered if she might have been more useful to her race by breaking through to the devil rank and becoming a devil merchant. Every demon merchant had the ability to recommend a demons or devils for merchant status every three decades. However, a devil merchant could make one such recommendation every decade.
Looking back, Moon realized that during all these years, she could have helped many devils from her clan become devil merchants. Those new merchants, in turn, could have used their recommendations to help even more Froslings gain status and influence in the Dark Realm. The thought weighed heavily on her, making her regret her decision to delay her breakthrough.
She couldn't help but feel selfish. At the time, she had believed she was making the right choice, but now the consequences of her actions—and inaction—loomed over her, filling her with doubt and guilt.
Realizing her search for a way to modify the Frosell titled demon core method was going nowhere—and that she wasn't helping her race in any meaningful way—Moon was on the verge of giving up. She began preparing to gather the necessary ingredients to break through to the devil rank, hoping to contribute to her race by helping more Frosling devils become devil merchants.
But even as she tried to move forward, she found herself unable to let go of her original resolve. Unable to make peace with her conflicting feelings, she impulsively bought a ticket to a crafting duel at the Chaos Dwarven Forge. The duel, featuring a demon emperor-rank Chaos Dwarf contestant, was meant to offer her a brief escape and maybe even inspire her with new ideas.
In the colosseum, however, Moon's frustration grew. The judges' antics—delaying their entrance and teasing the audience with unnecessary theatrics—irritated her to no end. All she wanted was to immerse herself in crafting, the one thing she was truly passionate about. Instead, the unnecessary delays frayed her nerves. In her growing agitation, her mind abandoned the gentle demeanor her race was known for, and she found herself glaring at the judges with a murderous intensity, as though she could bathe in their blood for wasting her time.
Perhaps it was this visible frustration that made the judges single her out. To her surprise, they asked her to select the species and realm of the corpse puppet the contestants would craft for the duel. Without hesitation, she chose Frosling and Demon Emperor realm. It wasn't a random choice—she wanted to use this opportunity to see if the Chaos Dwarven crafter could offer her new insights about her race or present an innovative take on what was already known.
Adding to her concerns, the contestant's identity was shrouded in mystery. Some speculated he was an heir of the ruler class, while others believed he hailed from the farthest corners of the myriad realms, places unknown to most. Regardless of his origins, Moon resolved to stay close to him for as long as possible, waiting for the perfect moment to ask for his help and negotiate his price.
She stuck to her plan even as the unknown contestant made enemies of the Chaos Dwarven race, particularly the powerful Ironhold family, and as whispers spread that the entire Dark Realm might target him for his unique craft print for creating Frosling corpse puppets. Moon had already decided that her life was insignificant compared to the prosperity of her race. Therefore, she had no problem risk her life sticking to the unknown contestant who making enemies left and right.
Her patience was soon validated when she witnessed how the unknown contestant handled two young Chaos Dwarves who had been disowned by their race for supporting him and standing against their family. Where others might have manipulated or exploited the young dwarves, he chose to guide and help them, despite the immense risk to himself.
The moment that solidified Moon's resolve came when the contestant offered to give up an Orbiumite ore mine for one of the young dwarves after she confessed her family wanted her to betray him to regain their favor. That gesture revealed something crucial: the unknown contestant wasn't short on wealth—he was short on loyal allies.
With this realization, Moon devised the perfect offer to secure his help for her race and decided to act on it.
"Master Crafter, you're right. I can't afford it. But I'm prepared to sell myself to you."
"I promise to willingly be your slave for the rest of my life—to serve you and guard you with my very life—if you'll help me with my request."
"I know the Frosling slaves aren't worth much in the market. Not even a thousandth of what I'm asking from you. But I still hope you'll show mercy on my people."