I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 227 Is it right to follow the official...?
Fortunately, their diabolical actions were not carried out.

"I thought you would just fall down like that."

A series of mellow and cold voices sounded from behind, like a gust of cold wind.

Hearing this familiar voice, Gangnir couldn't help but trembled and quickly looked back.

What caught his eye was a lady sitting with her legs crossed by the window lattice.

Wearing light and simple clothing, her calves are wrapped in long boots, and her overlapping thighs are as flexible as leather, with strong flexion and extension.

Her gray-white hair was tied back, with a lock hanging down from the side of her face, outlining her beautiful and deep features.

Ms. Maria, the leader and CEO of the Knights of the Eternal Burning Sun, held her chin and looked at them indifferently with a pair of gray-blue eyes.

When did you come? !

Ganggnir was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He waved his blood-stained fist in embarrassment and confusion and said, "Good evening, Ms. Maria."

"Call me Lord Captain."

Maria emphasized, jumped down from the window lattice, glanced at the broken wine bottles on the ground, and said:

"Poor vigilance."

"Is it your teaching that you should accept without question no matter who gives it to you?"

"If you are tricked like this, I think you can pack up your things now and return to the Red Rose Empire."

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The members of Odin's Spear looked at each other with displeasure on their faces, their faces flushed.

Although this NPC is very beautiful, he is too arrogant!
It's like a thorny rose growing on a cold cliff, pricking anyone who comes close to it until it bleeds.

They really wanted to see her frustrated look. But what complemented that arrogance was her superb strength.

As the leader of the Imperial Knights, they really couldn't think of anyone who could make this thorny rose show an expression of humiliation.

"Sorry, we will pay attention to it in the future."

Gangnir sighed in despair, rubbed it with his fingers, and felt that his craving for cigarettes had relapsed.

"We thought that as a hotel appointed by the king, there would be no problems."

"Obviously something is wrong now, including the king."

Maria dropped this bombshell in an understatement and walked up to the waiter who was bleeding profusely.

She knelt down, roughly grabbed his hair, and stared into his chaotic eyes.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

Maria said coldly, as if there were flames burning in her eyes, causing the waiter to struggle painfully.

"Anyone who steps into the Kingdom of Ruipit should receive the blessing of blood!!!"

The waiter screamed sharply, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, the shape was very terrifying.

".Rest in peace, the eternal sun will cleanse you of your filth."

After a moment of silence, Maria whispered and put down her hand.

The moment the waiter fell, red-orange flames ignited from his body and engulfed him in an instant.

Without even uttering a cry, the waiter was burned to ashes and fell to the ground.

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Seeing this scene, Gangnir couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

How can this be considered cruel? Or kindness?

It's really hard to define behavior.
Seeing Maria getting up, Ganggnir hurriedly asked: "You just said that the king also has a problem? Has this country fallen into evil ways from top to bottom?"

"I'm afraid so."

Maria clapped her hands and looked down at the ashes on the ground with dim eyes:
"The fact that nightmares can silently erode to this point is inseparable from the fact that the Kingdom of Ruipit has been excluding the Eternal Scorching Sun for many years and the king's greed."

"What's more, those cultists were assisted by high-ranking people in the nightmare."

"Ah!" Gangnir immediately shouted, "That bottle of red wine is mixed with the blood of nightmare creatures!"

Hearing this, Maria raised her eyebrows and glanced sideways at Gangnir and the others.

Sometimes, their senses are surprisingly sharp
But other times, they lack caution, like newborns who want to try everything.

Maria believes that this unique character comes from their immortality.

Closer to home.

"Well," Maria nodded and thought, "the blood of ordinary nightmare creatures will not have such a great effect."

"The secret helper must be quite strong."

"Our mission is to dig out the cultists buried in the Kingdom of Ruipit - and put an end to their evil plans before the nightmare breaks out."

[The main mission starts! 】

[Prevent the nightmare from happening in the Kingdom of Ruipit! 】

After triggering the main mission, Odin's Gun Guild suddenly burst into joy.

Sure enough, just follow the official organization!
Not only did you quickly get the mission background, but you also started the main mission!

This must be the fastest way to improve your strength!
Hum hum, prophet camp, we will be one step ahead of you this time!

".Anyway, for now we can help the king find his lost daughter and start a search in the city."

Maria waved her hand and ordered:
"Let's look for it separately! We must find out where the cult is entrenched in the shortest possible time!"

"Yes!"

The Gun of Odin Guild responded loudly.

Everyone's eyes were bright and excited.

This time, they must be ahead of the prophet camp and gain the greatest benefits of this main mission!
The breakthrough point is the king's lost daughter, Elsa!
Kingdom of Repet.

An orphanage.

"What's your name?"

".Elsa."

Finally receiving the answer, Goujiang from the prophet camp's eyes suddenly lit up.

She grabbed the hand of the girl next to her and said affectionately and happily:
"Elsa, what a nice name! We will be good friends from now on!"

However, the girl named "Elsa" did not respond to her.

Like a puppet, the little girl looked at the empty table blankly and blankly, with a bandage on her forehead.

She was the girl who banged her head against the wall when Gou-chan came to the orphanage on her first day.

Goujiang felt that she was so pitiful, so he couldn't help but stay by her side and talk to her patiently - even though most of the time, Goujiang would not get a response. It seemed that the only thing the poor tortured girl remembered was that her name was "Elsa."

He is different from Goujiang, who has round eyes, a rosy and thin face, and looks like he has never suffered.

Elsa has a thin body, sunken cheeks, brown hair as dry as hay, and a pair of reddish-brown eyes, which are as big and hollow as if they have lost their souls.

"Elsa, Elsa, where did you come from~?"

The footsteps stopped beside her, and a gentle male voice sounded:

"With your company, Elsa's condition has improved a lot. Thank you for your hard work."

Looking up, it was the pastor of the orphanage, looking down at them with an unchanged smile.

Goujiang twitched the corner of his mouth and was too lazy to reply.

Over this period of time, she has discovered that this orphanage and even the people outside are "puppets on strings."

He retains part of his original personality and completes tasks mechanically according to established procedures without his being aware of it.

Only that night, the "Hameln" I met was the only "active" person.

Goujiang reasonably suspects that Hameln is the mastermind behind everything.

But besides the sound of the flute, where does the "blood of nightmare creatures" used to control people's minds come from?
"Oh, my head hurts so much. I'm not going to grow a brain."

Goujiang lay on the table tiredly and let out a long sigh.

The gloomy atmosphere in the orphanage was suffocating her to death.

But tonight, Goujiang will no longer be lonely.

The armies of the prophet camp are coming soon.

"Elsa, Elsa." Gouchan nestled in his arms, bent his eyes, and looked at the little girl from below with a smile, "Soon, you will have a new friend."

What she responded to was still Elsa's indifferent and empty expression.

At night, when everything is silent.

In a dim space, Hameln Hameln was kneeling on one knee with a very pious expression.

In front of him is a cradle.

On the basket of the car, a one-eye pattern was drawn in blood.

It adds a touch of eeriness to what is supposed to symbolize peace and warmth.

【Wow--! 】

In the cradle, the cry of a baby could be heard.

The strange thing is that there is only one cradle, but there are two cries.

As if covered with a layer of something, it echoed dullly in this dead space.

"Dear Duke," Hameln muttered silently, "your devout believer has something to report, and I am begging for your response."

As he spoke, he held a dagger and cut his wrist open without hesitation.

Immediately blood spurted out and flowed all over the ground.

Then he stood up and lifted the quilt from the cradle.

A two-headed baby is revealed.

The baby looked extremely ugly, like a newborn fetus, with wrinkled body, purple-red skin, and winding blood vessels clearly visible.

[Whoa-whoa-! 】

The two heads were squeezed together, making a harsh cry.

"Please forgive me for my crime"

Hameln murmured, turning a blind eye to the bleeding wrist, carefully pinched the two-headed baby's tiny arm, and stabbed it with a dagger.

【Wow--! ! ! 】

Suddenly, the cry became louder, almost turning into a sound wave with substance.

"Ahem!"

Hameln's body shook, and a stream of blood flowed from his ears and the corners of his mouth.

As expected of the lord's descendant, he has already shown such power even in his infant form.

His face was flushed, and with a heart of worship, he mixed the blood of the two-headed baby with his own, and traced the outline of the one-eye on the stroller.

As the blood infected him, a terrifying aura poured out of the cradle in an instant!

The smell of rust filled the space, like a cloud filled with blood.

Ah, the adults are coming!

Hameln knelt down again in joy and awe, lowering his head in great respect, like a beggar favored by the emperor.

Dots of white butterflies flapped their wings and flew past the peripheral vision.

Just by his breath, Hameln knew that it was the gluttonous and furious subordinate, Duke Butterfly, who had arrived.

Suppressing his excitement, he immediately said:

"Dear Duke, today we received another group of homeless children from the Red Rose Empire. We have fed them the Holy Communion and settled them."

【very good. 】

Just two words made Hameln tremble with joy.

The Red Rose Empire has just been invaded by nightmares, and there should be many homeless children. They must have been hidden for the sake of the empire's face.

Hameln had no doubts about the origins of these children.

He would never have thought that there would be someone in the world who would drink the magic potion of rejuvenation and come to swim in this muddy water.

"The Knights of the Eternal Burning Sun from the Red Rose Empire came to visit. They must have noticed something."

"But don't worry, the plan has already been implemented and is almost completed. Now we are just waiting for the results and harvest."

"They can't change anything."

Hameln said, with a mocking smile on his lips.

After the report, Hameln asked as usual: "Excuse me, do you have any other instructions?"

After pondering for a moment, the Duke, who never cared what they did, said uncharacteristically:

[Did your plan go according to my requirements? The lord's heir cannot tolerate any mistakes. 】

[I want you to explain to me in detail. 】

"Your Majesty the Duke" - Anlos Tian showed a sly smile.

(End of this chapter)