DxD: Dungeons and Demons

Chapter 4

Minor System Spell: 50 Electrum (can be purchased multiple times) Choose any 0-level spell, and you can use it as an ability 3 times per day.

Ugh. Weak. Who would want to use a bunch of 0-level spells anyway? Hell, not even a "bunch", a tiny amount!

Most of the fifty electrum offers were boring, so I skipped them, slowly scanning the list as I plopped down on the bed Serafall had given me.

"- ABOUT?"

Party Invitation: 600 Electrum. Directly summon multiple creatures from the list. When you use this ability, you sacrifice a number of 2nd-level spell slots equal to 1/2 the number of creatures (rounded up).

"…"

I'll take it.

I quickly scroll back through the list.

This system starts to get a little ridiculous the lower you go...

At least by the fact that it allows you to gain the ability to make surprise attacks, and ignores the requirement to receive spells regardless of class.

And why should I refuse?

Besides. I'll need it.

Minor Spatial Storage Magic: 250 Electrum (discounted due to the universe) Allows you to store a number of items equal to your level in a special space tied to you. Each item is stored separately in its own "container". However, this magic has drawbacks. The items you store must be 1: inanimate 2: able to be held in one hand 3: weigh less than five pounds per level.

In fact...

There's a certain item I can get my hands on that will make my life a lot easier. And with spatial magic, it can definitely be kept a lot safer than just carrying it around.

The artifact is called the "Lyre of Construction" and is BY FAR one of the most powerful items in Dungeons & Dragons in its price range.

Once a week it allows you to pluck the strings... and for every thirty minutes you play it, you can do the construction work of a hundred men for three days.

It didn't take me long to make the decision. Having a construction force can be useful.

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I softly strum the gold-studded lyre in my hands, sitting in an unpainted wooden gazebo, while around me logs float through the air, quickly turning into planks.

1094 electrums remaining.

Serafall took me to a plot of land and showed me an abandoned, dilapidated hut.

This is my family's land... at least a small part of it that no one has laid claim to.

The soil is hard, rough and mostly rocky. There are no attractions nearby, such as lakes, beautiful waterfalls or similar sentimental nonsense. Just a forest full of boring pine trees.

Serafall was going to find people to build me at least a decent house, but I said that I wanted to stay here for at least a day to explore the area.

Large rocks burst out of the ground, gradually turning into simple bricks and floating towards the large forests behind me.

Every second I play this lyre, it's like a hundred people working for two minutes. That is, for every minute they work a little less than two and a half hours.

A mansion can be built in about a year with a group of fifty people, and with this lyre, at my current speed, I will finish the house within a day.

Serafall promised to return the next day at exactly the time she left.

Normally you'd have to take a certain amount of break for every hour you play, but thanks to my mother's clan trait and the fact that my charisma is so damn high, I can easily match the difficulty level to play it on consistently.

Ohoho, I can't wait to see Serafall's expression!

Plus, there's one little exploit I use to buy a bunch of stuff for my house.

Since one point of electrum costs 100 gold in the D&D market, you can purchase items worth up to 99 gold in the shop for free. The downside to this ability is that you can only buy up to 99 gold every hour. Let's say, for example, that you buy two potions of cure light wounds and you need to spend 1 electrum, even though the second potion is only 1 gold over the limit.

With this I can buy nails, pipes and other things for construction.

But it just sucks that my land is so shitty.

It was understandable that this was all they could give me. My family name currently has no political power. Why would anyone give up their territory to a worthless nobody? My mother's clan trait was kind of useless, she had the ability to sing very well... while my father had the ability to enchant weapons and armor.

Thanks to my Sorcerer and Phoenix bloodline, my mother's clan trait became a little more respectable.

Most devils probably won't even remember me. Nor my mutated clan trait.

I am literally a nobody in the political world... yet...

Of course, I have plans to change this.

After all, I might be stepping on the Phenex family's toes a little...

Screw them. In the past, my parents might have arranged for me to marry a member of the Phenex family, but apparently the one I was engaged to married her own brother and is now Lady Phenex.

Incest doesn't seem to be as frowned upon in the underworld as I would have thought... devils are probably resistant to inbreeding.

Ha...

This is of course disgusting, but what can you expect from devils, the offspring of sin?

Anyway, the currency commonly used here is "Lilum", one lilum is worth about five to ten US dollars, and I don't have a single lilum and my family had a decent fortune when it still existed.

The bastards probably took everything.

I'll definitely remember this... but first, my grand plan.

Potions!

Phenex Tears are incredibly expensive, with a single vial costing between ten million lilum and a hundred million... all depending on the overall "supply" that the clan ruthlessly controls. They casually manipulate the market to line their own pockets.

During the war, they produced thousands of phoenix tears in just a few weeks, but they claim that production is labor-intensive.

Bullshit!

But what if I sell my own potions?

Did your kid break a bone falling off a swing? Potion! Are your hands calloused from overwork? Potion! Did you get pierced by a light spear and can barely stand up, but you don't have the money to buy Phoenix Tears? Well, you're probably screwed, buddy, but POTION can help you!

I definitely need to level up so they don't just kill me.

If I'm going to be a problem for them, it's going to be a hell of a problem.

Let's finish this quest first before we plan anything else.

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I smirk over my cup of tea, crossing my legs.

Come to think of it, in Pathfinder(game) a person can live comfortably for about a month... for thirty gold. I just bought a few portions of tea leaves for eighty.

This is truly a royal level.

There's a large chandelier hanging above me: one large ball of black and white fire in the center of a hoop, casting a shimmering white light throughout the room.

It may seem like a safety hazard, but this fire is completely safe... An eternal flame. It has no heat and cannot burn things, only providing light.