Monke gets an Invitation

"Ha… Peaceful days are the best days…" I sighed as I lied on my hammock, Domino once again using my chest and stomach as a pillow and bed for her to sleep in.

It's been about three days since I made that deal with Nicholas, which he took with fervent glee. It seems running a town without paperwork was a thing he always wanted to do before he kicked the bucket.

The monsters also followed the human's commands – which I relayed to him via Communications, of course – like a loyal servant would do for a king. I suppose his show of force amongst the strength-worshipping monsters would make them like that.

I never did so, however, making the theory about them not knowing about my strength – except for those I personally executed my strength on – a very plausible conclusion.

Checking the DP I got through the days made me smirk as I thought about the future and what I would buy in the Dungeon Store for my survival, as well as entertainment.