Starting With 3 S-Class Talents Chapter 253
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Irene walked into her room and turned to look at Vincent. She was blushing.
"How are the decorations in my room? Do you like it?" asked Irene.
Vincent gave an awkward but polite smile and said to Irene, "It's very good, but the fragrance is too strong. I'm not used to it!"
After hearing that, Irene immediately turned around to open the window. She said, "I'm sorry, I didn't prepare well. I won't wear perfume in the future. I don't even need incense anymore!"
Vincent realized that he had completely caught Irene's attention. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "There's no need. It's just that the smell in my room was not as strong. After all, I'm used to living outdoors. I'm really not used to living in such a comfortable room!"
Irene turned to look at Vincent. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "You should enjoy it a little! Don't expect me to sleep on a hard bed with you!"
"Sleep with me?"
Vincent was startled after hearing what she had said. He turned his head and looked around the room. He saw a girly pink bed. He hurriedly said, "Actually, I can sleep on the sofa or the floor. I won't disturb you from sleeping on the bed!"
"How can that be?"
Irene shook her head and rejected Vincent decisively. She then walked to the window and took out two new quilts from the cabinet. One of them was neatly folded in the middle of the bed, and the other was placed on one side. She turned to Vincent and said, "Although this is my room, the evil lord might find an excuse to come over and check it out. You better pretend to sleep on the bed when he comes. After he leaves, we can sleep separately!"
Vincent immediately gave a thumbs up and praised Irene, "Great! You're really too intelligent!"
Irene smiled slightly and rolled her eyes at Vincent. She sighed faintly, "It's because you have too many worries. You're acting as if I've been thinking about your body all this time!"
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Vincent shrunk his neck. He was completely defeated by Irene's sorrowful look. He quickly turned his head to the window and looked down at the arena below. He said, "This position is really not bad. In the future, I'll be able to grasp the situation of the other contestants!"
After hearing this, Irene realized that Vincent seemed to have other plans. She could not help but walk over curiously to Vincent's side. She asked, "What's the use of grasping the situation of the other contestants?"
"If we want to leave the capital of Ultimate Evil, how can we not have helpers? After I leave, I will naturally have to befriend a high-level creature. But it will be more cost-effective if I find a suitable contestant to train!"
Vincent held the window frame with one hand as he spoke. He poked his head out to watch the duels below.
Irene could tell that Vincent had thought through the plan in his heart. She felt at ease and did not ask any more questions. She turned around and sat on the sofa. She then relaxed and said, "Your new competition schedule has been arranged. Three matches a day. The opponent will be up to you to decide. This is something that the evil lord has personally agreed to. If you have any other requests, just tell me. I'll arrange it for you!"
Vincent retracted his gaze and shook his head. He said, "Just by relying on the competition alone is no longer enough to help me improve. Go to the Ultimate Evil Lord directly and tell him that I need a large amount of flame energy. Let's see if he can think of a way to get it!"
Irene looked at Vincent speechlessly and muttered, "You really don't have any restraint at all! You don't even look like a contestant anymore. You actually extended your hand directly to the evil lord to ask for training materials. You are the first person in the capital to do that!"
Vincent took out the immortal skull from his body and sat cross-legged on the sofa beside Irene. He said softly, "Don't worry. The Ultimate Evil Lord will be very happy to meet my requirements. If I don't take advantage of his inflated status to get more benefits, I will only let him down!"
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After saying that, Vincent closed his eyes and began to train.
After hearing that, Irene smiled gently. She looked at Vincent who was training quietly and seriously for a while before she got up and went to bed.
The next morning, Vincent woke up from his training. After picking three opponents randomly, he went downstairs to prepare for the competition.
Irene went to find the Ultimate Evil Lord and repeated the request that Vincent had made the previous night.
"Amazing! The Fire Asura is really creative! With his talent and strength, he is already a legend, but he still feels like it's not enough and wants me to help him. Who would have thought that the master of the Arena of Life and Death would actually provide convenience for a participant? This way, he will be able to obtain an even greater status!"
The Ultimate Evil Lord laughed even more confidently as he spoke.
Ever since Vincent said that he would work for him, the Ultimate Evil Lord was filled with confidence in Vincent. Later on, when Vincent took the initiative to help him defeat General Hell, his confidence in Vincent increased again.
After the Ultimate Evil Lord personally defeated Jackson, the confidence in his heart had started to swell to the point of arrogance. He did not even consider whether Vincent would try to trick him!
Irene did not take advantage of the situation to seek benefits for Vincent. Instead, she reminded him worriedly, "But the Fire Asura's request is really too much. I think you'd better give him a good beating!"
"No!"
The Ultimate Evil Lord refused firmly. Instead, he replied excitedly, "Let him continue to be insolent. It's best to let him swell up. Only then can I control him. When that time comes, I just need a little hint, and he will go all out in order to get something from me!"
"Yes!"
Irene nodded and replied with a face full of admiration.
However, what Irene actually admired was not the evil lord but Vincent, who had always been one step ahead. After all, he was able to ensure that the Ultimate Evil Lord, who also understood this principle, be the first to inflate his arrogance. It was to the extent that he had become the fool, yet he still did not know it!
The Ultimate Evil Lord looked at Irene's subservient manner. He could not help but become even more conceited as he said, "Go to the storeroom now and say that it was my order. Take out all the fire attribute items and let the Fire Asura choose at will. I am not afraid that he will consume too much, but I am afraid that he will not be greedy enough!"
After hearing that, Irene could not help but say, "Please rest assured, I will be watching him at all times. I will make sure that he becomes even more greedy!"
The evil lord waved his hand and said with great satisfaction, "Very good! As expected of my daughter, hurry up and go!"
Irene turned around and left. She found four or five managers to follow her to the warehouse. They helped her to move all the high-level fire-type materials back to her room.
After ending three duels casually, Vincent walked back to the room. The moment he opened the door, his eyes were dazzled by the treasures in front of him.
Vincent exclaimed, "What, what are these?"
Irene, who was in the middle of the pile of treasures, smiled and introduced them to Vincent.
"These are all materials from the Ultimate Evil Lord! This is a high-grade Fire Spirit Marrow, extracted from the body of a level 60 Fire Python! This is the Heart of a Flame extracted from a rare Black Hole meteorite! And this is..."
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