My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1520 - 436: Void Genesis! Abyss Mutation! Annihilation Mission!_3

Chapter 1520: Chapter 436: Void Genesis! Abyss Mutation! Annihilation Mission!_3

"Please keep getting stronger so I can always cling to your coattails!"

Tiffany Sweet blinked and then, with a stride of her long white silk legs, she sashayed away.

Aside from her parents and close female friends, she was the person who wished most for Gary Smith to become stronger, the stronger he got, the more her own ventures would flourish.

The moment Tiffany Sweet left the White Tower, she saw a figure brush past her, with silver-white hair fluttering and crimson eyes that seemed like naturally carved rubies gathering all the beauty of the world, carrying a faint elegant fragrance.

A miniaturized fierce eye floated beside her.

Dream of the Crimson Moon!

Tiffany Sweet was not unfamiliar with her; after all, she had delivered the spider silk stockings woven by artisans to her home, hence why they’d met once before.

Though she had asked about the other’s identity, the headquarters staff were very secretive, merely guessing she was the daughter of a high-up in the Dark Moon Commerce Guild, born with a Golden Key, highly talented, and a close female friend of Gary Smith.

"How nice!" Tiffany Sweet envied, clenched her fist tight, and encouraged herself quietly, "Come on, Tiffany Sweet, you can be a wealthy generation too!"

Compared to love and romance, she preferred making money!

Dream of the Crimson Moon, on the other hand, had hardly any impression of Tiffany Sweet. Upon entering the White Tower, looking at Gary, a ripple stirred in her calm eyes.

Why was it becoming more fragrant?

If it hadn’t been for the absence of her mother’s scent, she might have thought it was the influence of the path of desire?

But... she liked it even more!

The only annoyance was that the thorny scent was a bit strong; what method had Ginger Thorn used to imbue it?

Could she ask her?

"..."

The Dead Eye Tyrant was speechless and choked, having agreed to come and conquer a man, yet once again stood stock-still.

Had the other two not been even more bizarre, she wouldn’t have chosen Dream of the Crimson Moon. She thought her muted expression meant she was a stoic queen, but turned out she was a natural airhead!

The Succubus Kingdom will have you guys, surely doomed to leave the demon ranks soon.

Gary, sensing the change in airflow, had already anticipated the Club President’s arrival, and seeing her dazed, he smiled and asked,

"Club President, is there something you need?"

"Can’t I find you if there’s nothing wrong?" the cool voice of Dream of the Crimson Moon resounded.

Gary was taken aback, then smiled, "That’s not it, I just thought there was another matter."

"Seeing you is the matter!" Dream of the Crimson Moon pressed on.

The bewildered Dead Eye Tyrant beside them was startled. Such aggressiveness? Really her own Master?

Or was it Lilith stepping in her place?

"..."

Gary too was surprised, wondering if his charm was so enhanced that even the clueless Club President was interested?

If that was indeed the case, it wasn’t too bad; after all, who doesn’t love a beauty?

Especially since the Club President was a wealthy woman, suited for well-rounded knowledge.

However, with two previous awkward experiences, Gary adopted a stance of not initiating, not rejecting, and not taking responsibility, waiting for the Club President’s next words.

Then... Dream of the Crimson Moon took out a bottle of pink Magic Potion, and seriously said,

"Gary, want some medicine?"

The White Tower fell into silence, the two staring at each other.

"..."

The Dead Eye Tyrant beside them was flabbergasted. What kind of scene transition was this?

Then through a contract, it became known that Dream of the Crimson Moon had read a comic, where at this point, a man could be completely controlled.

So, she thought, by making him drink the Love Potion, she could gain love and be together forever.

But from Gary’s perspective, looking at the pile of "???" Elixirs, though knowing they were high-grade, he dared not recklessly consume them.

The outcome of a certain Mr. Lang was still vivid!

Furthermore, the mysterious seal on the Club President’s body, which he couldn’t see through with his current strength, suggested at least an Ecological Lord, perhaps even a True King Level’s handiwork.

Her background, far more terrifying than he’d imagined!

He trusted the Club President, but not the figure lurking behind her.

Gary calmly asked, "What is this medicine?"

"To replenish the body," Dream of the Crimson Moon replied vaguely, not wanting Gary to feel that love was something conjured by drinking medicine.

After all, once they were together, she could replenish his body every day!

"Lies!"

Since Dream of the Crimson Moon was too bad at lying, Gary saw through her instantly, so he shifted the topic: "Club President, did you change your hair clip today? It’s really cute!"

"Really?" Dream of the Crimson Moon replied indifferently, yet her eyes betrayed exceptional happiness.

"I never lie!" Gary said flamboyantly, charming Dream of the Crimson Moon into a daze, then they each shared the happenings of the recent period.

In the end, Dream of the Crimson Moon forgot her original intent, leaving with a resigned yet happy Dead Eye Tyrant.

Gary watched her retreating figure and chuckled to himself:

"She’s such a child."

The previous two rejections made him think the Club President was disinterested in romance, but this time, he could clearly feel her closeness and reliance.

There must be some affection for him, just unsure how much.

Moreover, her humanity was too faint, as if suppressed by something. Could it be...

related to this big shot offspring coming to the borderland?

Gary didn’t know and didn’t delve deeper; after all, everyone has their secrets.

The Club President had helped him a lot along the way, her goodwill was palpable, and that was enough.

But sooner would have been better than now...

Exclusive love, he could no longer offer to her and most of his energy would also be spent on Pet Beasts, preparing for the impending chaotic times and the descent of the Gods.

If she brought it up, he would tell her, letting her make her own choice.

As for not saying now... joking, ambiguity doesn’t mean she’s chosen you, being rejected once more, how awkward would that be?