Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army 274 True Wedding

True to the nature of Debauchery, Fae and barber Robert made the rounds in the venue and whenever they pa.s.sed by a stuck up, high and mighty looking guest they would secretly do something to the body hair of their target. Fae was responsible for picking the style and Robert would obliged her on whatever she wanted.

It was the epitome of entertainment watching a group of people with sticks up their b.u.mms trying not to laugh or point out oddities that appeared in those who conversed with them, imagine seeing the girl beside you with enough makeup to bake a cake grow a fuzz of hair on her upper lip matching the color of her lipstick, then imagine looking at her companion to see his neatly trimmed beard turn the color of bean sprouts then gently braid itself into a field of bean sprouts.

Colorful nose hair in the shape of flowers, armpit hair thicker than a carpet, sideburns shaped like animals, hair turning into slithering snakes, and anything in between, a special mention to girls suddenly growing goat legs, or having lion manes sprout on their naked shoulders and cleavage. Amd best of all was that no one told their partners what was going on while struggling to keep a straight face.

Those who acted freely and friendly did not suffer the affliction that those prideful ones did, however they played along because no one disliked seeing someone act high and mighty with nose hair longer then their beards, as to why no one of the stuck up ones talked, they seemed to think it was either an illusion or there was something wrong with them. And none of them cared to know which was which, if they were under illusion, it was no big deal since the host has only intervened when harm was done, he would not act for a prank used most likely to make them act out of character. However, if they were not under any illusory arts but there was something wrong with them, they would absolutely not make it known in the company that includes the most powerful people in the world.

Fae soon had her fill and returned with Robert to where Yunan, Lucian, Leader and the mighty ones were sn.i.g.g.e.ring to themselves as they talked about experiences in the dungeon. All present complimented barber Robert on his marvelous and well performed work, to seamlessly cast his spell so many times and go undetected was a good feat, and they too requested to have a little help in looking a bit better and improved.

The event went on for a few more hours, Dustan and Balin were now the most hated among the female guests, they have forced begged and manipulated their way to dance with every woman in the hall, performing not very subtle perverted moves, Lili, Ophelia and Sarah had caused enough fist fights between suiters, aggressors and white knights, Yunan did not interfere because there was no harm done to anyone and it was fun watching a guy with his wife trying to beat up another guy who for some reason thought that married men should stick to their wives.

Meanwhile Yunan was feeling a headache from the amount of information he received from the mighty ones on ways to train and improve when it was hard to go forward, gain attribute points and balance out the attributes. Most of them applauded his choice of maxing out all attributes in each floor while making sure to use skills and spells to reach higher levels of mastery, they all suggested one thing for him to experience since he was already plowing through Tartarus with minimal effort, the guy had reached the 50th floor in less than twenty years after all, and he started from scratch.

Yunan was advised to skip on wither the 50s or the 60s to understand what it was to fight an uphill battle with a difference of more than 10 floors in attribute points, it was just a thing that he was to experience, but he didn't want to do it, unless if Hephaestus offered to help him return back to the floor he missed, Tartarus would not refuse a word from her father after all, so Yunan thought he should first discuss with Hephaestus, who at this moment was enjoying tea time with Luna and madam grace, and seemed to be doing extremely well, chatting happily like a youngster with the two of them.

It was about time to send the guests away, Debauchery had their fun and were getting bored of this place, the mighty ones were also getting itchy to head back to the dungeon and try out some of the techniques and skills the way Yunan used them, lastly the guests have lost some of the energy they came with, thus after clapping his hands, Yunan said on top of his voice "I thank all of you, esteemed guests for coming to witness my marriage, as a show of sincerity you will all receive a small gift from us as you exit the venue, our servants will be responsible for the next part, we hope you enjoy our gifts, thanks again and goodbye".

It was utterly preposterous for a king at Yunan's age, the king of a newly stabilised kingdom to act this way towards this calibre of guests, however the mighty ones were first to leave as of trying to get away from something, when they received the fine craftsmans.h.i.+p used as gifts the rest started to move as fast as possible to the exit, some heads of organisations took the time to have a small word about sending delegates for cooperation and some other things, but all the guests had to queue up for the gifts, greed always made people forget insults they received.

Once the hall was empty from all guest, Yunan took Reina with hil to chat with Hos.h.i.+ and Hana, the emperor and empress of the sun islands. Hana looked like she was jewel in a stable, lifting her nose and trying to a.s.sume a dominant form, Hos.h.i.+ on the other hand was smiling from ear to ear at his daughter and her husband. "How about joining us for some tea, Mommy and Mom will be there this time, it's going to be family only".

Reina did not react to her step-mother nor the att.i.tude she was giving and talked to two as she always did, kindly and gently, Yunan on the other hand was in a bit of a hurry, madam Grace has been brewing tea all evening and he had not gotten even a single cup, thus he teleported everyone to the portable home into the garden. He chose a nice spot with vines and flowers and good scenery for them. The teleportation brought with it the irresistible wafting scents of tea that madame Grace was brewing, soon the garden was filled with happy laughter and loud chit-chatting, it was the true wedding in the Debauchery family.