Reborn NPC: I'm really not the protagonist!

"I hope the value you're talking about doesn't mean using the people we gave you to tie up Mr. Administrator..."

Hill simply glanced at the arena manager on the ground, then stared at the old man again.

Facing her question, William smiled calmly: "Oh, Lord Hill, you should know that before I shamelessly came to you to recommend myself, I had already stayed in this city for two weeks. I only dared to come to you when I was 90% sure."

As he spoke, he slowly turned around and guided Hill's eyes to the piles of account books on the table: "Now... it's 100%..."

Hill narrowed his eyes slightly, walked forward, and just glanced at the account book casually. Then, he came to the tied man and pulled off the dirty rag that was blocking his mouth.

"Miss Hill! This guy!"

As soon as it was pulled apart, the man who had been groaning and struggling started to scream.

However, Hill just returned to his desk, sat down on the chair, and stared at him quietly: "Do you want to say it yourself, or let him say it?"

"What? I don't know what you're talking about?"

The man was stunned, then immediately raised his head: "I didn't break the rules! This arena was originally invested by me! Can't I get my share? I've already given in!"

The man roared extremely loudly, and one could even say that his words were righteous.

What he said was indeed the truth. He was also an ambitious man who was attracted to the Free City, and he was very visionary. He saw at a glance how the future would operate around the Chosen One.

Moreover, it brought a large amount of assets and workers with it, and with the investment and help of countless players, this huge world-class building was built.

He also made many concessions in the negotiations with the Shield of Liberty, and even gave the bulk of the profits of the arena to Hill and others.

Because he knew that in the future, the Chosen One would bring him thousands of times more benefits.

However....

"So, Mr. Holder, may I ask where the funds went and what's going on with the letters?" Just as he was roaring, the old man next to him smiled and pulled out a few sheets of paper from the desk.

On it were letters and funds from him to support various mercenary groups, clearly indicating his hope to replicate the miracle of the Shield of Liberty and unite the various mercenaries to regain control of Liberty City.

This is normal. He also has a unique understanding and vision of the Chosen One. If he becomes the master of Free City, he can also develop this city to its current scale.

However, when the man saw the words on it, his eyes widened: "What is this...what is this? I have never thought of it like this! No! You are slandering me! I have made enough money! There is no way I would think of treason! Miss Hill, we had dinner together before, don't you know me?"

"........" Hill was silent, with his eyes slightly lowered, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he slowly raised his head: "I have to eat with many people every day, but...several letters may indeed be slandering you, unless..."

"Lord Hill, of course there is other evidence!" Before he finished speaking, William beside him immediately laughed and took out a few letters from his arms: "This is the reply letter from the leaders of the mercenary groups that Mr. Holder contacted and the statement of the whole process. It has their autographs on it. If you still don't believe it, I can ask them to come and explain it to you in person."

"!!" The man on the ground was stunned and immediately shocked: "No! This is impossible! I don't even know any mercenary group!"

"Hold..." While the man was still howling, Hill's voice drifted faintly, like a death sentence: "You are so... disappointing..."

"No! That's not the case!" Holder became even more anxious and couldn't help but struggle: "I don't know them at all! I don't know them at all! Miss Hill! Me!!"

"Take him away, don't dirty Lord Hill's eyes." However, no one listened to his argument. William just waved his hand and asked the guards to take him away.

Holden was once again gagged with a rag by the guards, and William followed him for a while and then turned back.

When he returned to the office, Hill was talking to the Chosen Ones who followed her.

"I believe that you all have witnessed the popularity of the free arena. I believe that no one would be willing to hand over the management of such an arena that makes a lot of money every day to others..."

"But after some discussion, we decided to try to trust you, the Chosen Ones. In other words, it... will be handed over to you, the Chosen Ones, to operate in the near future!"

"Of course, many aspects are still under discussion, so if you are interested, please continue to pay attention to the Free Arena in the future. We will soon announce the conditions and rules that will be managed by the Chosen One."

After Hill's words, the Chosen Ones following behind him all looked expectant, and left while discussing something.

What is this arena to them? It's a goose that lays golden eggs!

They really can't stand the current operating model of the Free Arena. There is such a good opportunity to attract sponsors and such valuable advertising space, but there is nothing!

Before this, they could only worry, but now, Hill said that this arena will be managed by players in the future!

This, no matter how much money it costs, they have to smash it! Even if they don't charge admission, they will make a lot of money!

Of course, Hill...thought so too.

How could she possibly give the arena to others when it is so profitable? She is just replacing it with a group of people who are better at exploiting profits to achieve a win-win situation. At least these players are only thinking about making money. What if the indigenous people are allowed to manage it? What if someone with ill intentions really wants to "rebel" one day?

William came back soon and stayed there silently until Hill had sent away the group of chosen ones, without saying a word.

This guy...is indeed a talent.

Hill couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly as he looked at the old man who was so calm.

William's strength was not in finding evidence of Holden's rebellion or checking the accounts.

In fact, Hill didn't even look at these accounts. As for whether Holder had "rebelled" or not... who knows? Anyway, she didn't care.

Therefore, William's real strength lies in the fact that he noticed the troubles that Hill wanted to deal with, or the troubles that could not be dealt with properly, and he put practice into practice.

Holder may not be plotting a rebellion, maybe he just wants to make money, but... he wants to make money too much...

Hill had no reason to touch such a person who had done nothing wrong and even brought a lot of benefits to the development of Freedom Heart, unless... he colluded with some mercenaries and tried to overthrow the rule of Freedom Shield.

Now that the evidence is conclusive, he must die. As for the dividends that originally belonged to him and the ownership of this arena?

Anyway, it doesn’t belong to the dead.

This is what Hill has been doing these days. Perhaps it is genetic, she finds that she is very good at it, even easy to do.

However, deep down, she didn't want to do this kind of dirty and tiring work. After all, what she longed for was adventure and fighting.

However, only she could do this kind of thing, and she had to be careful to hide it from Alice while doing it!

For a moment, she even wanted to ask her mother to come back and help.

But now....an incredible character has come....

"Mr. William, you have proven your worth..." Thinking of this, she slowly raised her eyes, looked at William who was smiling meaningfully, and nodded: "I believe Lady Fina will be interested in you."

"No, Lord Hill..." However, William suddenly shook his head, and then leaned forward slightly with a serious expression: "What I hope is to become your man, your true right-hand man!"

"........."

The air suddenly stagnated.

Hill's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous color flashed across them: "Are you trying to shake the relationship between me and Fina?"

"Believe me, Lord Hill, no one wants you and Lady Fina to have a harmonious relationship forever more than I do," William answered truthfully. After a pause, he did not stop and continued:

"And as far as I know, most of the strategies of Liberty City today come from you. You know how to effectively use the Chosen Ones, know the future development trends, and... have no intention of being crowned king."

"And Lady Fina believes in you. Your strategies and will can be perfectly implemented. Therefore, under your command, the political views proposed in your name will be well valued and implemented. For a politician, what could be more tempting than this?"

He took such a humble attitude that it was hard to tell whether he had the original ambition or not.

Maybe William is really a politician who wants to exert his power and gain power for this? Or is he trying to use this reason as a tool to gain power?

Hill didn't know, but she did need someone like William.

So she pondered for a long time, staring at the other person quietly, and finally, she took a deep breath and stood up:

"Come with me, and..."

"Tell me what you think about the Knights' Conference."