I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 208 You attacked me

Hearing this, the Marquise suddenly felt that she had taken the initiative and sneered:
【You despicable person——ahhhh! 】

As soon as she started talking, she suddenly screamed.

"Pfft."

Anlos pulled out the short knife inserted into the Marquise's body and smiled:

"wrong."

[Even if you use torture on me, don’t even think about it—ah! 】

"wrong."

[Madman, you madman——]

"wrong."

No matter how viciously the Marquise cursed, Anlos always had a smile on his face and said those two words repeatedly——

"wrong".

The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh and the shrill scream of the Marquise echoed in the silent factory, making the beast slaves tremble and tremble with fear.

This human being is so scary. Ugh.
As time passed, the Marquise's screams gradually subsided.

【Kill me, you kill me.】

She begged tremblingly, her eyes blurred and she was unconscious.

"You haven't told me the information yet, my dear Marchioness."

Anlos smiled and took out a bottle of red potion under the horrified gaze of the Marquise.

From it, the Marquise smelled the breath of life.

This is a healing potion.

The precious potion that saved lives in the battle was now reflected in the eyes of the Marquise, no less than the poison that melted the skin and bones.

【No, don’t. Don’t! ! ! 】

As the Marchioness wailed, Anrosbo uncorked the bottle and poured the liquid onto her bloody body.

Saved her life that could have finally passed away.

"Then let's continue."

Anlos tilted his head and raised an innocent smile.

--A few minutes later.

【I said. I will say anything. Please let me go.】

The hoarse voice of being tortured sounded, shocking the beast slaves.

They stared at the bloody figure, unable to believe that it was the aloof Marquise.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Huh -" Anlos wiped his sweat and smiled relaxedly and relievedly, "Wasn't it already like this? Tell me quickly, my dear Marquise."

【.months ago】

From the Marquise's intermittent narration, Anlos understood the cause of the incident.

Gluttony and Fury left their children to be raised by others simply because of a whim.

This gourmet with picky tastes wants to taste the taste of his own children, or his own flesh and blood.

But eating it directly is like eating it without any seasoning. It doesn’t taste good at all.

So, it came up with a brilliant idea:

That is to cultivate one's own heirs first, just like cooking.

Finally, let it eat it in one bite.

Some of the descendants are scattered everywhere, just like the strange individual "Xiao Su" obtained by Anlos.

The other part was given to the territorial nobles to raise.

"Playing with real flowers," Anlos marveled, "Then what? Besides you, who else got an heir?"

【.】

The fear in the Marquise's eyes was even greater.

Obviously, the other person is a higher-ranking being than her.

But since he was about to die, he could just tell everything to avoid being tortured by this demon again.

[Also. The existence second only to the lord, the Duke...! 】

[The Grand Duke is of a different level from me, and he disdains using those despicable beast slaves to feed the lord’s precious heirs]

【So, haha】

The Marquise suddenly revealed a hideous smile, glared at Anros bitterly, and said:
[The Grand Duke has entrusted his heirs to his followers in the human world! Nightmares have already invaded your world before you knew it! ! ! 】

She originally thought that Anlos would be frightened and shocked when she heard the shocking news.

Unexpectedly.

Anlos just said "Ah" and nodded:
"It turns out that's pretty much what I expected."

Sure enough, the Alice Order, which believed in the Nightmare God, was able to successfully erode and control the entire Repet Kingdom because it used the flesh and blood of the Nightmare Lord's children.

Then, he would use the flesh and blood of countless people to feed his descendants.

What an endless cycle.

【congratulations! Successfully investigated the truth of the incident! 】

[Complete main mission three: Go to the territory of the Bloody Gourmet and investigate the reason why many descendants appear in the world! 】

[Get 200 experience points! 】

[Your actions have attracted the attention of His Excellency the Grand Duke, and the actions of the Alice Order will be accelerated]

[Trigger main quest 4: Kill the heir owned by His Excellency the Grand Duke]

The heir owned by the Grand Duke is probably the one in the hands of the Alice Order.

Gee, why are there traces of the Alice Order everywhere?
Can you just reveal your identity as a prophet and let them kill the heir?

Anlos just thought about it and knew that this method would not work.

Compared to the powerful Grand Duke, although he is also a Nightmare Lord, his prestige is not enough.

We have to start with reality.

I didn’t know what was going on with the players, so I took a look at the forum and the screen.

the other side.

Seeing Anlos still looking calm, the Marquise's proud smile gradually froze.

[You, why are you not surprised at all? ] She was surprised and doubtful, [Could it be that you already knew this? ! 】

Anlos smiled and said nothing.

The Marquise saw pity in his ice-blue eyes.

——That’s pity for people who know nothing and can’t figure out the situation until they die. This look in her eyes caused her more pain than the thousands of cuts on her body.

Obviously, obviously humans are supposed to be the weak!
[You, what exactly are you? ! ! 】

The Marchioness was ashamed and annoyed, and she used her last strength to cry out.

"Remember my name," Anros whispered like a whisper in his lover's ear, "I am a descendant of the omniscient and omnipotent Prophet."

“Come to save His suffering people.”

Lord Prophet?

The Marchioness was confused for a moment.

Then I suddenly realized why those beast slaves were clearly slaves of Lords Gluttony and Wrath, but were said to be "the people of Lord Prophet"!
Her eyes were about to burst and she screamed in disbelief: [Despicable thing! How dare you kill the Lord——]

"Pfft!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Anlos crushed her head with one palm, blood splattered all over her body.

[You killed the Marquis and his wife in the Territory of Gluttony and Fury]

[Get 150 experience points]

Kill the heir and get 250 experience points.

Theoretically speaking, the Marquis and his wife are stronger than their offspring and should gain more experience points.

But maybe because I only hit the last blow, the experience points given were less.

"It's so logical."

Anlos muttered and didn't care.

Looking around at the mess, Anlos sighed to himself:

What a successful infiltration.

His actions were not leaked at all.

Also got information.

I'm awesome.

After they were all killed, Anros had time to search the ground for fallen objects.

I remember that when I killed the lord's heir, the system prompted me that something had fallen.
Ah, found it.

Anlos' eyes lit up, and he used a pure white cane to pry open the stacked flesh and blood, and saw a meat bag that exuded a faint mysterious aura.

He leaned over, picked it up with his nose pinched, and looked at it with disgust and curiosity.

【Never-ending stomach bag】

[Grade: Rare]

[Introduction: Items dropped from half-formed offspring, transformed by endless greed for food]

[Function: Can accommodate nearly unlimited things, including living creatures. But please note that items placed inside will be slowly corroded]

[Evaluation: We are not responsible for damage or loss of valuables]

You can put live animals there, which is a bit interesting.

Anlos glanced at Senior Taylor, thoughtfully.

Senior Taylor had no idea what the junior was thinking. He also came over, looked at his stomach, and said in surprise:

"Oh! It's an extraordinary item! How lucky - wait, did this fall from the rabbit monster?"

His expression gradually became confused.

Why do you feel that the piece of meat on the ground doesn't quite fit?

Anlos calmly put away his stomach bag and changed the subject with a clever smile: "Thank you, senior, for coming to help me~ If it weren't for senior, I would definitely be killed."

"Haha, it's not that exaggerated."

Taylor's cheeks were red and he hesitated.

Putting that strangeness behind him, he fell into Anlos' smile.

He coughed twice and said seriously: "What should we do next? The rabbit monster is dead. We can wake up from the nightmare at any time."

Anros did not respond immediately.

He glanced at the factory and saw the eyes of the beast slaves full of awe and nervousness.

Will this human take them away?

One of the sweet-looking catwomen gritted her teeth, wagging her long tail, and crawled from the beast slaves to the feet of Anlos.

Suppressing his fear, he rubbed his ear on Anlos' calf flatteringly and said to please:

"Master~ Please take the little slave away~ The little slave is obedient and can do anything~"

Senior Taylor frowned. In his eyes, these beast slaves were no different from rabbit monsters.

He stepped forward and was about to kick Catwoman away, but Anlos raised his hand to stop her.

"You are not my slave."

Hearing this, Catwoman's movements immediately froze, and her face instantly turned pale.

To, to be abandoned——

She subconsciously raised her head in begging, and what was reflected in those vertical pupils was a smiling face.

Anros leaned down, held Catwoman's round arms, and made her stand up straight.

In Catwoman's confused eyes, she stroked her hair lovingly and tenderly, and repeated:
"You are not my slave. You and I are both the people of the Prophet."

"The great prophet loves each of you equally."

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Catwoman's eyes slowly widened.

At this time, Anros, reflected in the light, was no different from a god in her eyes.

Big tears rolled down from Catwoman's eyes. At this moment of receiving the warmth she had never experienced before, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Wow - I would like to follow you for the rest of my life, Lord Prophet!!!"

Unable to suppress her emotions, she cried and hugged Anlos, her soft tail wrapped around Anlos' arms.

It's not just her.

Other beast slaves also rushed forward, desperately thanking the Lord Prophet for his mercy, kneeling at the feet of Anlos, and drowning Anros with their plush.

Before today, the name of Lord Prophet had never been heard in the territory of Gluttony and Fury.

However, at this moment, it resounded throughout the Marquis's residence.

["False God" professional experience value increased! 】

Ah. It turns out that it requires faith.
Anros looked at the prompts that appeared in front of him, curled his eyes, and grinned with a joyful smile.

Praise, Lord Prophet.

(End of this chapter)