Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Amphorae didn't bother with anything else, immediately scooping the heart-shaped instrument into her arms. 

The merchant suddenly felt a cold sweat coming along. The instrument weighed at least several million jin. How could it be picked up so casually. 

'I've been ignorant. This is the core of Sprite Alliance territory. How could normal people make it here?' 

The merchant wasn't entirely wrong in his skepticism. Though this was the Sprite Capital, there were plenty of individuals who couldn't spend energy stones so willfully, and especially not on something so useless. Maybe only a little over 1% of the citizens here could. 

Still, this was fairly large. After all, this was a city with the capacity to hold billions. Currently, at least 100 million people resided here. 1% of such a large number meant at least a million could afford this purchase. But in the end, 1 in 100 was still 1 in 100. The odds that someone dressed like Dyon could afford this was still unlikely. 

Unfortunately for the merchant, Dyon didn't feel a need to bat an eye at this price and only casually threw it over. But, fortunately for said merchant, Dyon didn't care enough to pursue his skepticism. 

Amphorae and Madeleine continued buying instruments that caught their attention to their hearts' content. But, they weren't the only ones who found things that made their hearts beat. 

Ri had two loves in this world. One was array alchemy, and the other was dresses. 

In her youth, the love of both had been snatched from her. Her soul had been too weak to progress in array alchemy, while her father's actions made her disdain the title of princess, and thus dresses. 

However, those shadows over her heart had long since been cleansed. After Dyon saved the Elvin Kingdom, she had already begun to wear dresses again and left her tomboyish ways behind. And, after truly awaking to her Elvin Queen's Reign constitution, her passion for array alchemy had been relit as well.

Though this Sprite Capital had no depth to their array alchemy knowledge and there was no point in investing anything they could sell, when it came to beautiful dresses, there seemed to be an endless amount. 

Strapless, frilly, light materials, heavy materials, dark, bright… There didn't seem to be any sort of dress she wouldn't take a fancy to. 

She didn't buy just for herself, but even found dresses that suited Clara, Madeleine and Amphorae as well. Even Dyon was scolded into buying more clothes for himself. 

"The last time I shopped for you, you had just come out of the Tower Trials. You've avoided it for so many years already since then, you're not escaping today!" 

Dyon could only smile bitterly as he became a cross between a pin cushion and model doll. His only saving grace was that this wasn't the mortal world, so he didn't have to personally carry all of these bags. 

Of course, Dyon wouldn't forget to spoil his Clara as well. 

Though she allowed Ri to do as she pleased, Clara obviously wasn't a dress girl, and though she liked to listen to Dyon play the piano when they were young, she wasn't fond of musical instruments herself. Rather, she too only had two interests: history and workmanship. 

What had begun as only a method to help Dyon had blossomed into her own personal love. Clara loved nothing more than creating with her own hands. 

Currently, she was working on fusing mortal world concepts with martial world ones.

"The materials of the martial world are on another level…" Clara floated like a fairy from display aisle to display aisle, gazing at all sorts of rare ores and metals. 

"… Imagine what would happen if you combined the materials of the martial world to create a compound bow instead of a normal bow. Compound bows are more accurate, more powerful, and can be used by weaker marksman with greater ease…." 

This was just one of Clara's ideas. She seemed to have so many that even Dyon's head tilted in surprise. Even if she didn't have such ideas, he'd let her buy things to her heart's content. But maybe it was a plus that her experiments could be so beneficial. 

'A compound bow… Why didn't I think of that…?' Dyon smiled. 

He spent several days of leisure with his wives. Believe it or not, he didn't even try to hide his presence, but it wasn't until an entire week later that the sprites finally came to find trouble for him. 

He was walking around a lingerie boutique with a shameless grin on his face, only to find a familiar Armament Sprite Female standing before him. 

Her gaze was cold, and her aura was sharp. 

"You've broken the rules of the exchange program. Come back with me to seek punishment, or you can just die here."

Dyon, who had been holding up a pair of red laced panties toward Clara to tease her didn't even lower his arms as he sent a gaze over. 

"Can't you see that I'm busy?" 

No matter how many times this Armament Sprite young woman thought of how this encounter would go, she would have never guessed that Dyon would show such blatant disregard. 

Dyon, who had already gone back to ignoring her, grinned toward Clara. 

"Think about it, a strip tease where you use your flames to peel off layers of clothing, leaving only this set of red lingerie." He explained excitedly.

Clara's hand clawed outward, snatching the panties from Dyon's fingers. "I'm afraid that with those old bones of yours, your heart would give way before we ever got to the end of that dance." 

At that moment, Ri, Amphorae and Madeleine returned from the changing rooms with pleasant smiles on their faces. It seemed they were content with Dyon's choices for them. 

If it was up to Clara, she'd wear nothing but boxer briefs every day, so none of them were surprised with her reactions. 

Instead of taking up the frilly under wear Dyon chose for her, she decided on a relatively plain set.