Arknights, but all characters are NPCs?

"me..."

"What do you mean by you? You're so annoying. Oh, you don't think that I want to sacrifice myself to save you, do you? Oh, don't be so self-indulgent."

The white-haired Sarkaz spoke in a very unpleasant tone.

But Sofia couldn't utter a word.

Because after the white-haired Sarkaz finished speaking, he took out a dagger and glared at Lu Shang who was walking towards them, saying, "I have a score to settle with you bastard. How dare you make His Highness scream... You bastard! Fuck you, die!!!"

Having said that, the white-haired Sarkaz ran straight towards Lu Shang.

Then she staggered, whimpered, and fell into Lu Shang's arms, where she was pushed to the ground by Lu Shang.

It seems that the rule that you can't resist and can only escape is true.

Sofia hid in the room and saw through the crack in the door that the white-haired Sarkaz was pinned to the ground and stretched out his trembling hand towards her.

Because of the distance, Zofia couldn't hear what the white-haired Sarkaz was saying, but through lip reading...

"Help...Help me..."

The white-haired Sarkaz seemed to be saying something like this.

As a member of the Rinkou family, as a noble, as a true knight—

At that moment, Sofia gritted her teeth and wanted to push open the door and run out to save people.

But at the moment she was about to take action——

"Well--?!"

A pair of hands reached out from behind Sofia, one hand held her down, and the other hand directly covered her mouth.

This gave Sophia a sudden shock.

Is there anyone else in this room?!

Is he a survivor? Or a fake?

Zofia subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the next second, a voice that was very familiar to her came into the ears of the horse above her head:

"Miss...please don't struggle. If you hurt me, I will ask you for compensation for the work injury."

"—?!"

Sofia calmed down in an instant.

With an expression of disbelief on his face, he carefully patted the hand covering her mouth.

"Hintlea? Is it really you?!"

Her hand was released, and Sofia was able to turn around and look behind her.

That beautiful silver hair, amber brown pupils, and that slender waist that made her a little envious...who else could the person behind her be but Sintelaiya?

"Yes, yes, it's me, ah..."

For some reason, Xinteleya looked tired.

The look she gave Sofia was quite resentful, as if this unruly young lady had added some unnecessary work to her.

So annoying...

She was still in the memory room, eating hotpot and singing, with milk tea in her left hand and pot in her right hand, waiting for Lu Shang to come and play horse jumping with her to release all her fatigue and stress.

After all, the last time before that, I was in that NPC Sofia’s boudoir and used that NPC Sofia as a cushion.

The last time, at the table where NPC Zofia was having afternoon tea, some of the liquid splashed into NPC Zofia's teacup, and then I watched NPC Zofia drink it.

Last time in the garden, the maid NPCs were coming and going, leaving water stains on the ground, which almost caused bugs to occur to those NPCs.

What about this time?

As a result, Lu Shang found her and said that her eldest daughter had also traveled to this dream world and asked her if she wanted to act in a play.

The truth is, Xinteleya didn't want to at all.

She had already finished get off work? Why did she have to work overtime? Why did she have to take care of this unlucky young lady in her dream?

Wouldn't it be better if you just had sex with her?

At worst, I can help you hold her down, is that not okay?

But obviously, no.

There's nothing we can do about it, because only Lu Shang can open the recall room, and only Lu Shang can stack the triple sensitivity and full body pleasure.

"Miss...could you please not add unnecessary work to me?"

"S-Sorry..."

Sofia rarely apologized.

Because Zofia was now completely immersed in the astonishment and surprise of meeting Sintrea, she didn't even notice Sintrea's resentful look.

"No!" Zofia realized, "Why are you here, Hinterea?"

"If I wasn't here, what did you want to do just now, Miss?" Xinteleya answered the question irrelevantly.

But it works.

At least this made Sofia suddenly recall the white-haired Sarkaz who was still suffering and crying for help.

"Oh right! That survivor!" Zofia immediately grabbed the crack of the door and looked out: "Should we go... no... should we... should we save her? She is going to be killed..."

"Although you have changed your mind, Miss, and are no longer willing to sacrifice yourself for others, you have not become a saint and dragged me into the water. I am very relieved."

Xinteleya was as sharp-tongued as ever, but she reached out and opened the door a little to allow Zofia to see more clearly. "But, Miss, who told you that you would be killed if you were caught by the Dream Master?"

"But I heard the screams..."

"Is it possible that it wasn't a scream, but a moan, it was just a little louder."

"what?"

"Come on, miss, just look for yourself."

Look...what are you looking at?

Of course, it’s to see how the white-haired Sarkaz was eaten by the Dream Master.

It's live broadcast.

"I'm done!"

The door of the control center was pushed open and Theresa came jumping in.

Kal'tsit, who was excluded from the small group and had to sit here alone watching the surveillance, turned around and looked when she heard it.

As a result, Theresa found a white headscarf from somewhere and tied it on her head like a ghost.

"Initially, I wanted to ask Mr. Lu Shang for a halo to hang on my head."

Theresa seemed to have noticed Kal'tsit's gaze, and said angrily, "But Mr. Lu Shang is super stingy and said he wouldn't give it to me."

Kelsey: “…”

If Lu Shang really gives it to you, that would be a big deal, okay?

Besides, the halo is not a decoration. Didn’t you see the miserable scene when W had empathy before?

But perhaps because she was used to Theresa's self-indulgent behavior, Kal'tsit just sighed and moved her eyes to Theresa's feet: "You have another shoe?"

“Put it over there.”

Theresa, now wearing only one shoe, hopped over on one foot.

Then he laid down on the table and sat on the chair, as if he was tired, and fanned himself with his hands: "Isn't there a saying? If the shoes have fallen off, there is probably no hope, so I deliberately left one shoe there."

No, who did you learn this crooked idea from?

Forget it. I don’t need to think about it to know that it must have been taught by Lu Shang.

Given Kal'tsit's personality, she should have given him a lecture.

But seeing Theresa's rosy face, seeming to be having a lot of fun, and her little eyes flashing with "Was my acting good before? That was a scene I designed carefully", Kal'tsit swallowed her words back.

"The rivalry with Zofia, was it your idea, Theresa?"

"That's right! The NPC who explains the setting meets with an unexpected accident right after he finishes speaking, leaving the protagonist with a lifetime of guilt. This is a classic plot."

Theresa looked very happy and seemed a little proud of her acting skills: "I wanted to play this kind of house since I was a child, but unfortunately I never had the chance."

“Because You are now the Demon King, Theresa.”

“You are wrong, Kal’tsit.” Theresa smiled and shook her head: “I am the Demon King, but the Demon King doesn’t have to be me. Just like they need the Demon King, but they don’t care who the Demon King is.”

Kelsey: “…”

This kind of sincere words suddenly mixed in with the jokes, although it didn't make Kal'tsit feel at a loss, but...

"Ah! Kal'tsit, look! She's also been caught by Mr. Lu Shang!"

But Theresa didn't seem to care at all. She was still like an innocent little girl, pointing at the big screen of the control center: "Is W going to finish filming too? Kal'tsit, do you have a white cloth? I'll make a white headscarf for W too, so that she can cosplay as a ghost with me. Hmm... I just don't know if W is willing."

No, as long as it's given to her by you, Theresa, W will be willing to give it to her no matter what it is.

and--

"I don't think W will be finished so quickly."

Just as Kal'tsit predicted, Theresa was originally watching the large surveillance screen with great interest, but the next second, she quickly covered her face with her hands.

"Ah...Mr. Lu Shang actually took off W's clothes. What does Mr. Lu Shang want to do?"

Theresa, don't you know what Lu Shang wants to do?

Also, I've told you before, Theresa, just cover your face, but don't leave such big gaps between your fingers.

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"Dear~"

"Hmm? What's wrong W?"

"The show is over, and the golden pony is hiding in the room and won't come out. Honey, can you please let me go?"

Polite, but not much.

But W is indeed feeling a little uncomfortable now.

Not to mention the sticky and wet feeling,

W is now being pressed to the ground, and Lu Shang, that bastard, has no mercy on women and sits on her.

W's path was not as flat as Sintrea's. She lay on the ground but could not fit in with the floor at all. There was a big gap between them, which made her feel tired and breathless.

"Oh, wait a minute, let me turn you over."

As he spoke, Lu Shang reached out and turned W, who was lying on the ground, over.

And perhaps because of W Zhongai Band-Aid, she was not restrained much. When she changed from lying down to lying down, and turned her body 180 degrees, Lu Shang's eyes naturally shook, swayed, twisted and rocked subconsciously.

I wonder how good it will feel if I grab it.

"Oh, man. Yeah."

W naturally noticed Lu Shang's gaze.

Not only did she not cower, but she also deliberately raised her head and chest, and then skillfully revealed the provocative eyes of a female devil.

She even bent her waist slightly afterwards, allowing the devil's little tail that was pressed under her to be pulled out.

Then, as if teasing, she used the tip of her tail to gently rub Lu Shang's waist: "Hey, what's wrong, dear? What do you usually say to me? Are you thinking about it? Are you addicted? Are you addicted? Tsk tsk tsk, now I haven't even taken off my clothes, dear, why can't you look away?"