Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 144: The Queen of Lust

Let's take a simple example.

Lords ranked E and F can only reach a maximum level of 4. Afterward, they cannot continue leveling up.

However, once they select the Traveler Class, they can break through this limit because their advancement no longer depends on their territory or lord rank.

Nevertheless, this future path is one they must walk alone.

They might find monster or hero summoning cards, but the probability of that is extremely low.

Furthermore, the innate talents of Lords who choose the Traveler Class will also change, becoming effective only on themselves.

As a result, they cannot coordinate with other monsters or heroes in battle.

One could say that this is the loneliest Class.

After eliminating the Traveler Class, Noan's gaze shifted toward the Combat, Support, and Construction Classes.

He frowned, continuing to exclude the Construction Class.

This Class benefits Lords because of its high development and territory-building potential.

More significantly, even if a Lord loses their territory, having this Class ensures they will still be welcomed into other territories—not as slaves, but in a far more respected role.

However, Noan didn't need this Class either. After all, he currently possessed many NPCs and believed he could acquire even more special NPCs in the future.

Therefore, there was no need for him to choose the Construction Class.

Now, only the Combat and Support Classes remained.

Noan pondered for a long moment, finally deciding to eliminate the Combat Class and choosing the last option, the Support Class.

Why?

Because the Combat Class would grant Lords strength and the potential to develop into mighty warriors who could directly join the fight alongside summoned monsters.

But Noan was different.

Although he possessed strength far surpassing other Lords, that didn't mean he enjoyed fighting.

On the contrary, he preferred to remain in the shadows, controlling everything from behind. Even if monsters he summoned appeared to fight, no one would know who their true master was.

For this reason, he decided to choose the Support Class.

This Class suited him perfectly. Without appearing too often, he could still support his monsters in battle.

Moreover, he could enhance his power thanks to his innate talent, 'Almighty Fusion.'

This meant that even if he chose the Support Class, his strength would increase as if he possessed two different Classes simultaneously.

"I choose the Support Class."

[Ding! Are you certain about this decision?]

"Absolutely!"

[Ding! You have successfully chosen the Support Class. You have received the Mythical Support Class – Whisper of the Forgotten.]

Seeing this name, Noan suddenly recalled an image he had once seen.

A woman chained in a world filled with nothing but darkness.

Could this class somehow connect to her?

Noan shook his head, unwilling to dwell on the thought any longer. After all, he was currently too weak, without sufficient capability to uncover the truth.

He manipulated the system screen and opened up the Class information panel.

…

Name: Whisper of the Forgotten

Rank: SS+

Description: You can hear the voices of the forgotten ones, be they Gods or Demons.

Are they asking you for help? No! They need someone who can listen to their voices.

Skill: None

Innate Talent: None

Number of listens available: 1

…

Noan frowned upon seeing the information in front of him. Despite being a Support Class, it was still ranked SS+, so why was there no information about skills or innate talents?

Listening? Did he need to listen to something?

Feeling puzzled, Noan immediately used the available listening attempt.

"Noan!"

"What?!" Noan was startled as he heard someone seemingly calling his name.

He furrowed his brows, observing the space around him gradually transform into a realm of pure darkness.

"This place is…" Noan glanced around, feeling this space strangely familiar.

However, this time, he saw much more clearly.

Surrounding him were numerous giant crystal spheres, and inside those spheres were people sitting or lying down, strange creatures, and even objects imprisoned within.

"Noan!"

Suddenly, that voice echoed once more.

Noan frowned, stepping toward the direction from which the voice came. The further he walked, the denser the crystal spheres became; even the strange creatures within seemed to notice his presence, turning their gazes toward him.

Under the scrutiny of countless bizarre creatures, Noan felt somewhat uncomfortable, but he continued.

"Noan!"

"Noan!"

The voice became clearer and closer with every step he took.

Eventually, Noan arrived at a large crystal sphere. He furrowed his brow upon seeing the silhouette of a woman inside, legs crossed, floating in mid-air.

Though her face was obscured, Noan instinctively sensed this woman was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her eyes radiated a soft pink glow, somewhat resembling Vylyss's eyes.

Yet, there was an added layer of sorrow and disappointment within her gaze.

"Ah! So, you are Noan?" A voice brimming with enchantment echoed, nearly plunging Noan's mind into chaos.

How terrifying—it took only a single sentence to bewitch someone completely.

Noan struggled to regain his composure, staring intently at the mysterious woman inside the crystal sphere, and asked, "Yes, I am… and you are?"

"So that means my reincarnation is with you now. It seems… she's happier than the hell I once endured," the woman spoke, her voice tinged with envy and longing.

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"That's good, then. I can safely entrust this soul to her."

"Heh?! Wait! Who exactly are you?" Noan frowned and questioned sharply.

Indeed, who was she? How did she know about Vylyss? How did she know Vylyss was with him?

Moreover, how did she know what Vylyss had experienced?

Clink!

Suddenly, the crystal sphere shattered, scattering countless shards onto the ground. The mysterious woman stepped barefoot over the broken pieces, slowly approaching Noan.

Noan wanted to move but quickly realized he couldn't move even a finger.

His body seemed petrified, immobilized entirely, leaving him only able to watch helplessly as the mysterious woman drew steadily closer.

"Hm… There's the scent of a vampire on you. How peculiar," the mysterious woman murmured.

Her slender, delicate fingers gently caressed his face before slowly tracing down toward his neck.

"Um…" Noan groaned uncomfortably as her sharp nails pressed against his throat.

"I wonder… how would you taste?"

Hearing this question, rather than feeling desire, an immense sense of discomfort overwhelmed him.

It was as if a bloodthirsty beast had just set its sights upon him.

Yet, the woman continued, her fingertips trailing downward—from his neck to his chest, sliding down to his abdomen, and finally lingering at that place.

"Such a nice body. I hope you'll love her even more deeply so that I can finally experience what they call… love."

Immediately afterward, the space around him began dissolving. Noan regained his senses, realizing he was again standing on the 10th floor of the Tower of Trials.

He gasped for air, his hand instinctively reaching toward his neck. There, a small wound was still bleeding, confirming that what he'd just experienced was entirely accurate—neither a dream nor an illusion.

Of course, the wound quickly healed, but the lingering warmth and faint fragrance of the mysterious woman still seemed to cling around him.

Noan opened his status screen to check the class information. Nothing appeared to have changed except that his number of available listens had reverted to zero.

"How strange… Does this Class not provide any benefit?"

Just as Noan pondered over this oddity, a notification suddenly appeared before him, causing him to flinch in surprise.

[Ding! Vylyss has received a new soul—The Queen of Lust. You must collect three types of souls to unlock her hidden potential.

Souls remaining: 2.]