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Flynn accepted the allegiance of these ghost maids and became their master with tears in his eyes.

Zhen drew a very complete circle on the ground with his bare hands, then drew various complex and difficult magic patterns and spells inside, and finally sprinkled a large amount of mithril powder into it.

Along with bursts of light effects, magic collars symbolizing oppression and slavery reappeared on the necks of the ghost maids.

All the collars glowed at the same time, and the light shot toward Flynn. At this moment, Flynn felt a surge of magic power impacting his body.

This level of magical impact is absolutely unbearable to ordinary people.

An ordinary person may be hit by such a powerful magical energy, and may be knocked away, or may die suddenly.

Fortunately, Flynn's own hard power is very good, and he also has a passive advanced skill - Suffering Spell Injury, so Flynn feels that he can still hold the situation.

With the impact of magic, the ghost maids who were collared again came to life one by one - of course, because they were ghost maids, even if they recovered, their faces were still pale and bloodless.

From a lifeless ghost, he turned into a slightly angry ghost.

The ghost maids floated very low, almost lying on their stomachs, and took turns kissing Flynn's feet.

And whenever a ghost maid kissed Flynn's feet, the collar around her neck stopped glowing.

Finally, all the ghost maids completed the ceremony, and Flynn officially became the master of these more than 30 ghost maids.

Unable to turn the maids back into humans or let them rest in peace, Flynn returned to his castle with more than 30 ghost maids with great regret.

But on the way, Flynn figured it out.

It just so happened that it was really difficult for An'er to take care of such a huge Little Swan Castle by herself. She had originally planned to recruit some new people.

Now, here comes the new guy.

Uh, here comes the new ghost.

Perhaps these ghost maids no longer count as human beings, but they are indeed very good maids. With their help, An'er will definitely feel much more relaxed.

Back at the castle, under An'er's incomprehensible and resentful eyes, Flynn introduced her to An'er: "These ghost maids were all once human beings, so don't be afraid of them."

"They were captured by the evil countess to be ghost maids. Now I rescued them and placed them in Little Swan Castle."

"An'er, you will be promoted in the future, and you will be the head maid of Little Swan Castle, responsible for managing these ghost maids."

"You may see that none of them are floating without legs, but in fact their hands and feet are very agile and diligent. They hardly need to rest or eat. They are absolutely obedient and loyal. You can easily stop working in the future. fine."

An'er bit her lip, hesitated for a long time before nodding, and then said in a low voice: "I... I actually eat very little."

Flynn originally had good intentions. Seeing that An'er was having a hard time taking care of Little Swan Castle by herself, he wanted An'er to command these ghost maids to work and enjoy peace and quiet.

As a result, in the next few days, An'er seemed to have a sense of crisis and worked more diligently from morning to night, leaving Flynn dumbfounded.

In the end, Flynn was forced to use his master's strong tactics to get An'er to assign part of the work to the ghost maid. This was able to settle the matter and prevent An'er from being overworked.

After hearing that Flynn had snatched more than 30 human girls from the north, Lena also rushed over from her church with great interest.

But after seeing that the so-called human girls were nothing more than a group of half-human and half-ghosts, Lena was immediately disappointed.

"Since the ghost maids are dead, there should be no need to believe in religion..."

Seeing the Saint's loss, Flynn comforted him: "Didn't I remove the dangerous stronghold in the north step by step? It will be more convenient to snatch people back from the north in the future."

"I'm afraid there will be too many residents by then, and you, the saint, will be too busy!"

During this period, the development work on the cotton fields beyond Ghost Castle was not over.

The Ghost Castle has now been renamed Pamukkale by players.

First, the old mercenary Mohsen organized a player escort team and led dozens of villagers to seize the remaining cotton in the fields of Pamukkale.

Although many cotton fields were destroyed in previous battles, there are still larger cotton fields waiting to be picked. If they are not picked, it will be wasted.

The person who undertook this task was the Northwest Slayer King. He took more than a dozen players and 30 villagers and drove a mule cart to Pamukkale.

Several wild beasts appeared in the ruins of Pamukkale fields, but when they saw a large group of people coming, these wild beasts made a wise choice to run away.

The villagers immediately started picking cotton, and the Northwest Chopping King was going to take a few people to patrol the area first, and then join the work after making sure it was safe.

In fact, this is the first time that the Northwest Killer King has taken indigenous villagers on a mission. He knows that unlike players who are dying, the indigenous NPCs in this game seem to be unable to be resurrected after death.

Players can die casually, but villagers cannot die!

Therefore, the Northwest Killer King also feels deeply that he has a heavy responsibility. If something happens to the villagers he protects, he will not only be embarrassed but also feel guilty.

After surveying a small forest, the Northwest Chopping King said to a villager: "This forest should be safe. You can pick up some firewood here for camping tonight."

Then the Northwest Killer King continued to lead the people forward: "Let's go! Let's go to the big rock and take a look. We should be able to see far from there."

The villager behind him took out a kettle and complimented with a smile: "Master Northwest Cutting King, try it. This is the fruit wine given by my nephew who came to seek refuge with me last week. His specialty is very delicious."

The Northwest Blade King originally didn't want to take advantage of the masses, but the Northwest Blade King really likes drinking in real life, and he rarely gets drunk in the game, so he can drink without restraint.

So the Northwest Killer King said: "Hey, our brave men in Tudou Village are not willing to take advantage of the masses, but when you say this, it makes my throat a little smokey."

"Then thank you, fellow."

The villager smiled honestly and said: "Hey, what's the matter? The fact that we villagers in Tudou Village can live such a life is all due to Lord Flynn and Lord Brave."

The king of northwest chops has a drink, and the sweet wine goes into his throat and is delicious!

"Ha! Gulu, Gulu! Ha!" the Northwest Slayer King laughed heartily, "Haha, I didn't expect you, fellow, to drink quite well! Even though I was drinking in the game, it made me addicted to alcohol in real life."

"Brothers, wait a moment, I'll step back for a moment."