452 Polios Request for Help (2/2)

He was once the highest commander of the Ancient Gods army. It was a joke that he was being kept like a tortoise in a glass tank. He wasn't a pet tortoise!

He wouldn't yield!

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Sherlock didn't have time to contemplate the feelings of his pets. He didn't keep them for fun or because he thought that they were cute. Polio, Phoenix, and Frangipani weren't cute.

He required their help at certain times. For the rest of the time, they could stay in Eternal Kingdom and eat, sleep, and drink well.

They were all prominent characters. If Sherlock were to kill them, it would be a waste. It was better for them to stay in the Dungeon. He could use them as henchmen when appropriate. Most importantly, he didn't have to pay them a salary. Where could Sherlock find such good labor?

Right now, Sherlock needed Polio's help.

”Meow? Lord Sherlock, are you serious, meow? You're going to have me be your dance partner for the Merchants' Gala of the Merchant Alliance, meow?”

Sherlock returned to Eternal Kingdom and informed his pets about the invitation to the Merchant Alliance's event. He wanted Polio to become his female dance partner for the event.

Polio couldn't believe it. He was a tomcat. Even if he wasn't a kitten, he was still a male Devil.

”It's only a disguise. The event requires all participants to have a dance partner. It's decided. You'll prepare yourself as my dance partner for the rest of the time,” Sherlock said to Polio.

Sherlock left after speaking to Polio, who was deep in thought while the parrot was having a great time teasing him. Frangipani still had the expression of constipation in the glass tank. As for Eggface, he was engrossed in his computer game and had no idea what had happened.

”Lord Sherlock, is that your choice? I thought you would choose that unreliable Succubus or Queen Victoria. They were the only two female candidates in your list,” Bru spoke to Sherlock in his mind.

”Evelynn and Lilo? Forget it. They aren't in my consideration,” Sherlock said casually.

”I understand. I fully understand. After the embarrassing event at the Drama Theater, it's understandable that you're not considering them. Nobody likes to be in the Asura Arena, though it's exciting for a bystander. You must be feeling bad about it,” Bru said excitedly.

Sherlock didn't respond to him. He was busy taking stock of the compensation and reward materials delivered by the Specter Committee and Merchant Alliance.

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Polio was left with a difficult problem.

How could he be a qualified dance partner?

If it were other creatures, Polio would have scolded them. He was one of the 72 Devils of Michelangelo. Now, he had to disguise himself as a female dance partner. It was killing him.

Polio had no idea what kind of creature he was going to disguise as.

Should he go for a cute look, a sweet look, a mature look, or an Ancient God's look?

Polio didn't have any experience being the graceful dance partner of a superior Devil. As the subordinate of a Great Devil who almost conquered the world, he only knew how to fight and disguise himself for collecting intelligence. He wasn't required to be a dance partner during Michelangelo's time.

Previously, the Dungeons were platforms for battle and bloodshed.

Dancing at a gala event?

Nonexistent.

Polio had a splitting headache. Eggface gave him a suggestion, ”Why don't you ask those gamers with green symbols above their heads? Though they are crazy at times, they are good with this kind of problem.”

Asking those undead gamers of Eternal Kingdom? Polio thought that it wasn't a good idea, but he was left with no choice.

Though Lord Sherlock looked gentle, he wasn't an easy Devil to deal with, especially when he was fighting them.

Polio had been imprisoned in the Ogre Fortress. The memories of being badly beaten up were still fresh in his mind. What about the parrot? He was once a phoenix, but now, he was beaten to become a parrot who went bonkers at times.

The tortoise in the glass tank was in a perpetual state of constipation, as shown by his expression. Who would believe that he was Frangipani, the highest commander of the ruling Ancient Gods army millions of years ago?

It was tragic.

Though Lord Sherlock didn't use violent language to intimidate them, his actions spoke louder than words.

Now that Lord Sherlock had given him such a mission, if he didn't perform well, Polio didn't dare to think of the consequences.

After much consideration, he walked out of the Dungeon Lord Main Hall and shouted at an Orc who was carrying bricks. Polio asked him solemnly, ”Do you know how to become a qualified dance partner? Tell me, and I'll give an appropriate reward, meow.”

”Gosh, I got a Strange Encounter while carrying bricks!”

The first reaction of the gamer wasn't to think and answer Polio's question. He was excited, and the bricks in his hands fell to the ground.

Though the gamer was excited, he recovered from his exhilaration. He didn't shout loudly since it was late at night and almost dawn. There weren't many gamers around, but some gamers noticed him and wanted to ask him if he triggered a Strange Encounter Missions. He merely carried Polio and ran towards his Guild Stronghold.

”What did you say? You wanted me to tell you how to become a qualified dance partner? Of course, I can answer that. I can also help you. What rewards do I get?” the gamer asked excitedly.

”Don't worry, It's a generous reward if you tell me, meow.”

Polio used a tempting tone to speak to the gamer. As a Devil, he knew how to tempt common creatures to help him. Though he hadn't done this for many years, he was still good at it. What kind of a reward would a creature obtain by helping a Devil?

”Please wait, I'll help you find out!” the gamer shouted and fell to the ground, sleeping.

Polio squatted in front of the gamer. He wasn't anxious or puzzled.

The gamers would faint occasionally. No matter what they did, the gamers wouldn't wake unless they woke up on their own.

Polio didn't wait for long before the gamer sat up.

”Apologies for keeping you waiting. I have many books on how to become a qualified dance partner. Take a look at them.”

The gamers dictated a series of book titles like ”Etiquette of Smart People”, ”Polite and Charming Conversation Techniques”, ”Complete Guide of the Waltz from Beginning to Giving Up”, ”Sherlie's Deception Methods”.

Polio left after the gamer finished speaking. These books were of no use to Polio.

The gamer watched Polio leave. He wanted to stop Polio, but he was helpless. He looked depressed as his Strange Encounter Mission disappeared.

The heartbroken gamer decided to expose everything in the discussion forum.

He didn't expect his post to create a series of chain reactions and cause unexpected consequences.