Players' NPC boss

The counterfeiter came to the Face of Tiet. Although the Face of Tiet was motionless at the moment, like a dead object without life, he heard the sound of heavy breathing.

That's right, the real key was assembled in front of the Face of Tiet, and the king she was waiting for had restored his original appearance and came to her.

They were a perfect match made in heaven, and their bodies could be perfectly combined into one without leaving a single gap. Her body had a vacancy, waiting for the return of the king to make her complete.

But she couldn't cheer for this, because she was a lock, a door, and a gravekeeper of the great tomb. The eternally closed door was the meaning of her birth and her innate mission.

So she chose to remain silent.

"Are you waiting for me to force the key in and open you?"

[! ]

The counterfeiter heard the rapid breathing for a moment, and he spread his hands indifferently. At this moment, he was not as impatient and crazy as before, but instead tasted the delicious food like an elegant gourmet peeling silk from a cocoon.

"You call this responsibility transfer, which is not what I want, but I am just a door that was forced open by the thief. Although I resisted, the thief caught my husband and I had no way to resist."

"The routine is old, but it is always exciting."

[You, a thief, actually slandered me again and again! ]

"You are angry and embarrassed. That's right. You didn't have to endure this kind of torture between [duty] and [desire]. I insisted on talking too much. It's my fault." The counterfeiter clenched his right fist, put it to his mouth and coughed lightly.

"But it is definitely not your fault, it is the fault of the person who created you."

[Not only did he slander me, but he also dared to slander my creator! ]

This time, the face of Tiye was really angry. A dazzling light burst out from the eyes of the blurred goddess face and swept towards the counterfeiter.

"Since you are asked to protect the tomb forever, why give it to your husband?"

The counterfeiter was still indifferent, and the light slanted and brushed across his body.

"We're all going to guard it forever, so why bother with a key?" The counterfeiter repeated, slowly walking towards the face of Tiet.

"Why not just make a key without a keyhole? Why not just make you perfect? ​​Without a keyhole, you won't have the weakness of your husband, and you can perfectly perform your duty of protecting the tomb."

"Giving you a keyhole is clearly tempting you to fall. This is not your problem, but the problem of the creator who created you!"

"Locks are born to be opened by keys! This is the truth of the world!"

[This... The great creator always has mysteries that we, the creatures, cannot peek into] The face of Tiet hesitated, and the counterfeiter's words were no longer as offensive as before, as if he was standing on her side, complaining for the torture and choices she endured.

"Perhaps the creator is hinting to you that after your husband appears, after you become complete, your mission will end." The counterfeiter persuaded.

[But the Creator said he would protect her forever...]

"The Creator always has secrets that we, the creatures, cannot peek into, doesn't he? Perhaps this is a hint that you need to understand yourself. Only when you choose to let go, can you be truly free and stay with your husband forever."

[Is that so? ? ] Tiyete's face was surprised and delighted. She changed her mind about the eloquent thief in front of her.

[Then give me my husband quickly! I'll let you in! ]

"Wait, it's too easy to get my husband just like that." The counterfeiter stretched out his hands, and two keys appeared in front of Tiyete's face with their heads covered by fingers.

"Just think of this as the last test given to you by the Creator. You choose your true husband, and then you can leave."

[Hmph! Rude human, dare to challenge me with my loyalty to my king. ] Tiyete's face laughed and scolded, obviously treating the test proposed by the counterfeiter as a free point question.

[Although I have only been with my king at birth, that perfect feeling is the source of my loyalty. I will never forget the appearance of my king.]

[It must be the one in your left hand!]

Blazer's eyes twitched, because Tiet's Face had made the wrong choice, and Tiet's Face was still praising the fake key.

[Such a strong and powerful posture, the inner golden muscles, the flowing noble mithril blood, and the gemstone organs, there is no doubt that he is my husband!]

"Ah, do you know what is so exquisite about this key?" The counterfeiter suddenly turned around and began to introduce it.

"The inside of the statue has a complete organ structure. When it is separated into mysterious fragments, the muscles, blood vessels, and internal organs of the statue are all separated, so the difficulty of this process is quite outrageous. I studied it..."

"Shut up, keep going! Don't insert scientific and educational content when the climax is about to begin!" Wardsif roared, and his hideous eyes turned white.

"It's really boring. The more critical the moment, the calmer you have to be. Otherwise, you will miss a lot of branch details." The forger shrugged and slowly walked to the stone wall, then looked embarrassed.

"It's a bit high. Can you bend down for a while?"

[Humans are always troublesome. Forget it. It's no wonder that you are not as tall as my king.]

The stone wall shook, and the goddess in the mural knelt down, so that the empty head just came in front of the forger.

"Okay, I'll put your husband in now." The forger smiled brightly. Before taking out the key in his left hand, he threw away the key in his right hand.

Tiet's face didn't care, because it was just a fake and inferior thing.

"Ah, by the way, do you know [Set]?" The forger held the wall and slowly moved the throne statue in his hand closer to the crown on the goddess's head.

[Ah, the culprit who tore my king apart, the despicable villain, the greedy villain. When my king returns, he will be stabbed to death at the foot of the throne, so that he will never be able to sit on the real throne. Come in quickly! 】

Tiet's face's voice was full of hatred, and at the same time, it urged the forger to be smarter.

"Really?" The forger smiled slightly and pointed to the key on the ground without putting it in.

"Look at the key over there."

[Fake goods are not worth me——] The voice of Tiet’s face stopped suddenly. It was probably the way a human being is shocked and speechless when looking at something subconsciously.

Because the person she swore to be loyal to was carelessly discarded on the ground, and what was approaching her important keyhole was...

A man with a ferocious animal head sitting on a throne.