Players' NPC boss

Lucy was quite unhappy. Was it because she had to spend afternoon tea alone again these days?

No, Depp would give her some flowers to express his apology every time these days, and sometimes he would take her to ride a dragon to fly in the sky.

Rather, she sometimes enjoyed some conflicts and unpleasantness in her life with Depp. Because only such a life is a real life, which can make her feel very stable.

And only with conflicts can there be a good thing of [reconciliation].

What made Lucy unhappy was that Depp fostered her in a notorious place.

[Azazel] Headquarters - Low Howling Mountains.

"What's wrong, Miss, don't you like the garden we prepared for you?"

A cup of warm black tea was handed to Lucy's table. Wearing a black butler-like suit, with long brown-red hair tied behind her head, a neutral-looking and neutral-voice person showed an extremely elegant smile.

"No, the garden is beautiful."

"Is it because black tea is not to your taste?"

"Black tea is also..."

Lucy was a little restless, because of the person in front of her, and because of the people around her who were also wearing black suits.

[Azachel] The tenth seat is Huo Luo, [Azachel] The eighth seat is Sann, [Azachel] The seventh seat is paid daily, [Azachel] The sixth seat is eager to become a goblin, [Azachel] The fifth seat is Apacha, [Azachel] The third seat does not eat breakfast, [Azachel] The second seat is a party every night.

And [Azachel] The first seat, who is pouring tea for her, is also the guild leader-Zero.

From the perspective of others, it is like putting a little white rabbit among vicious beasts.

She was fostered in the safest place in the world, but also the most dangerous place in the world, the guild base of the world's largest murder group, and was surrounded by the highest combat power.

"Why should we help someone who has already quit the guild to take care of a child?" [Azazel] Tenth Seat Huo Luo, a male lion beastman, was pulling his tight suit with dissatisfaction.

"Are you stupid? This is a [singer]. Do you know how high the strategic position of [singers] is after the last Nemean Giant War?" [Azazel] Eighth Seat Sann, a female human assassin, took out a dagger and stabbed it into Huo Luo's waist.

"All the [singers] in this world will not exceed 150 in total, which is rarer than anything else."

"You dare to sneak attack me, I will cut you!"

"Come on!"

Lucy trembled. This group of murderous guys actually wanted to kill their companions in just a few words.

Guild leader Zero looked at the two people who were arguing with a smile. Although he didn't say anything, the two immediately fell silent and stood aside honestly.

"Don't worry, they won't do anything." Zero comforted Lucy, but Lucy trembled even more.

This person is the scariest here.

He looks like a harmless weak scholar, but he has an extremely terrifying profession.

[Killer], a special profession that can only be obtained by killing more than 10,000 humanoid enemies.

The stranger has only been in this world for two years, and killing ten people a day is not enough.

"Oh, you care about this profession." Zero noticed Lucy's little eyes, and the smile on his face became more kind, "Thanks to the guild war, I got this profession so easily."

"Speaking of which, when this base is attacked, can you please sing with your throat?"

In Lucy's eyes, Zero's words are no different from the threat of ripping your throat if you don't sing with your throat, so she immediately nodded with tears in her eyes, and pretended to take a sip of black tea.

Although it was scary, the black tea was really delicious.

Lucy's eyes widened, and her smiling face seemed to be full of warm flowers.

The top ten seats around her all made strange noises.

Huo Luo, the lion beastman who was very unhappy just now, touched his chin and muttered whether he should also find a little girl to raise.

…

Depp and Wardsif walked on two different roads, strolling without any precautions, and communicating with each other through communication.

“Hasn’t that group of cheating players been caught? Is it necessary to pretend to be bait?” Depp picked props carelessly, and felt guilty for not being able to have afternoon tea with Lucy.

Although he was a skeleton and couldn’t drink tea, watching the little girl he was raising with his own hands and happily drinking tea was the greatest pleasure.

"According to my criminal police family, the mastermind behind the scenes just treated those people as cheap fireworks to attract attention. At this moment, those who really want to do something should have started looking for ways to contact the mastermind behind the scenes."

"And the mastermind behind the scenes will select the most troublesome people, and then continue to blow up those people as fireworks."

"What does the so-called mastermind behind the scenes want to do?" Depp picked up a hairpin, looked at it, and put it in the basket in his hand, and continued to choose gifts.

"According to someone who knows a little about the mastermind behind the scenes, that person is now frantically attracting everyone's attention, and not to divert attention, but to launch a very large firework under the attention of everyone. It's not clear whether it looks good, but it will definitely cause a big fire."

"Damn, is it too late for me to quit now?" Depp had a headache. After reading the news two days ago, he regretted being involved in this matter. He is an ordinary citizen, why should he go against those people who are described as monsters.

Depp stopped shopping and slowly walked out of the store. I don't know when the yellow sand came.

One after another, people wearing [Wanderer White Robe] appeared on the street and slowly surrounded Depp.

"Although it's helpless, all we can do is to clean up the chess pieces that guy casually scattered." Wardsifer slowly stood still, and a person appeared in front of him.

The other party took a one-on-one posture.

"Speaking of which, is there a way to find evidence that these people are cheating now?" Depp changed into his strongest equipment and twisted his neck to get ready.

"Unfortunately, no. We can only record the video, but the good news is that our video and words will be taken seriously." Wardsifer paused and asked carefully, "Even if it's useless, are you still willing to help?"

"What are you talking about?" Depra grew chains and swung the sickle in his hand, and the flames in the skeleton's eye sockets rose.

"It is the player's responsibility to protect the game environment and fight against plug-ins!"