Players' NPC boss

"I won't spare you any tricks. Are you willing to be my subordinate temporarily until I destroy the Hall of Valor or defeat the second-generation One-Eye?"

"You are a dwarf who is not only ugly, but also has a vicious heart." The heroic warrior Singer put down his mace and pressed his hands on the end of the mace. "What you said, no matter which one it is, it seems to be forever. As your subordinate."

"In other words, you refused."

"No, I don't care. Anyway, if I destroy the Hall of Valor, I can be liberated and go to the hell I should go to."

The heroic warrior Singer pulled out the mace with force, and the dust he stirred up filled the surrounding area, depriving Malika of her vision.

"But you have to beat me."

Losing vision has no impact on the eyeless heroic warrior Singer. The endless time spent gouging out his own eyes gave him super hearing-type skills, and everything around him was directly shaped in his mind.

So he clearly knew the location of this dangerous dwarf.

"Whoever wins is the boss, is this the rule here?"

"Probably!"

The heroic warrior swung the mace with all his strength and headed towards smashing Marika's head. But the moment he spoke, Marika's bright eyes pierced the dust.

"That's much easier to handle."

Marika used her fists to use [Super Shield Bash] and successfully obtained a subordinate.

After being neatly defeated, the heroic warrior Singer became honest. But after being asked about the situation in the Hall of Valor, he said he didn't know anything. After all, he spent most of his time wandering outside the Hall of Valor.

However, Marika still got useful information. If you want to find a heroic warrior who is dissatisfied with the Hall of Valor and does not want to obey the rules of the Hall of Valor, the heroic warrior Singer can provide help.

There is an organization for this type of warrior, and the warrior Singer is a member of it.

The heroic warrior Singh said the name of the organization quite seriously, but Marika nodded calmly and said that it was a name worth remembering.

Because this organization will soon be changed into temporary non-staff members of the Royal Knights.

Marika's self-confidence made the heroic warrior Singer's heart, which was already as silent as death, stirred up waves, which was the resentment after being underestimated. Although he lost, it does not mean that his comrades will lose ugly and should be respected.

Come on! Weeping warriors who long for punishment!

Let this ugly dwarf know that although you don't deserve to be here, you still have dignity!

"Hello, eldest sister!"

The dignified warriors uniformly bowed to Malika's 10,000-power iron fist. Perhaps they all have a special background story like the heroic warrior Singer, but now they are all Malika's younger brothers.

Considering that this group of heroic warriors who did not want to stay in the Hall of Valor had more or less strange characteristics, the heroic warrior Singer who only dug out his own eyes and covered with white cloth was submerged in them, without any characteristics.

But as the first subordinate, the heroic warrior Singer received a gold coin as a reward.

"I, no matter how you say it, I was a powerful warrior when I was alive. One gold coin is too much..."

"Our group is short of funds, I hope you will understand." Marika clapped her hands, "Now I need the situation of the Hall of Valor in your hands, including the distribution of forces among the Valor Warriors, the objects that can be recruited, and those that can only be eliminated. Objects, and people you hate.”

"Excuse me, why do we need to classify the people we hate in a special way?" A heroic warrior covered in bandages raised his hand and asked.

"Answer, I don't want to force my subordinates to stay in the same unit with annoying people, which will affect the internal harmony." Marika answered loudly, standing on a huge wooden box with her arms folded.

"Any more questions?"

Everyone shook their heads, and at the same time reported the distribution of forces of the heroic warriors in the Hall of Valor. Most of the heroic warriors built their power around the family before them. Internal differentiation was basically impossible. Their families were extremely harmonious.

But on the contrary, once a family member is killed, they will not stop dying. Most of the heroic warrior families are mortal enemies of each other. They would rather die than cooperate, and wars often break out.

But no matter how specific the content is, such as which family is the enemy of which family, they, a group of people outside the group, don't know.

Marika nodded seriously, and after keeping these things in mind, she loudly said: "Then we are going to start the first activity of the Knights."

"That's..."

The heroic warriors below all pricked up their ears, somewhat expectant. Which family are you going to eliminate? Or is it a plan to invade from within and frame each other's fault?

"train."

This answer made all the heroic warriors laugh. They were a special group of heroic warriors, and they actually had to train. This is like asking battlefield veterans to start training on how to hold weapons.

"The first step you have to do is this." Marika pulled out a big tree, then twisted the big trees together, and kept rubbing them. The whole tree became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a piece of light. Sparkling, with burnt diamonds.

"Really or not!?"

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"It's so noisy outside. Doesn't this girl know what it means to be low-key?"

Dwarf Hawkins pinched his eyebrows with a headache. Even if the second-generation One-Eye doesn't care about any commotion, then you are still making a serious plan to capture the Hall of Valor, so be careful.

"Mother?"

A childish call made the dwarf Hawkins stiffen. The little man was standing in the shelter, rubbing his eyes and looking for his mother.

After being refuted by Marika, the dwarf Hawkins thought he was not good at getting along with children, so he stood still and pretended to be a corpse.

Tori was silent, but a small sob appeared in the workshop filled with the sound of the headless dwarfs hammering. For some reason, the dwarf Hawkins' heart twitched violently.

Tori's crying was like the crying of those branches that were forcibly deprived of themselves and turned into Gungnir.

"Ah-"

The dwarf Hawkins sighed, picked up the hammer, picked up a few discarded materials on the ground and put them on the forging table.

Seeing him tinkering with something, Tori also came over curiously.

The dwarf Hawkins weighed the hammer a few times. This body made of gears could not transmit the weight, and knocking it down often made the originally discarded materials even more unrecyclable.

He felt the questioning eyes of the little girl next to him, and his self-esteem was a little frustrated.

"Ahem, ahem—" Hawkins the dwarf coughed awkwardly a few times, and twisted the waste materials together to form a beautiful metal flower.

"Here you go."

"Thank you!" Tori's face lit up with a bright smile.

The girl regained her smile that had been lost for who knows how long, and the flower made of waste materials seemed to have fulfilled its greatest meaning and became lifelike.