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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me – Chapter 417

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Chapter 209 Karari’s Banquet

Nobody Does Human Things looked at Tiger’s exposed posterior and, suppressing his discomfort, mimicked his action, bumping his butt against Tiger’s. This was how the secret signal for “Winter Prayer” was completed.

“Your Excellency, do you have any orders?”

Tiger’s demeanor shifted from cold to enthusiastic.

“Emmm, before that, I’m curious how a Knight Rank managed to kill so many people and make things look so… gruesome?”

Nobody Does Human Things glanced at the human skins fluttering in the wind, feeling a faint discomfort.

“That was Audi’s doing, nothing to do with me…”

Tiger shook his head and gave a wry smile, as if the ossuary of heads and human skins were not to his liking.

“Audi?” Nobody Does Human Things’ expression was suspicious.

Another name he had never heard before.

“Audi, come out for a bit, don’t just stay cooped up inside all day!”

Tiger called out, and soon, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. A handsome knight with blond hair and red eyes emerged from the house.

He exuded an aura of pure Holy Light.

Nobody Does Human Things recognized him instantly with just a glance. This knight was one of the ten Holy Knights of Light under the King of Winter!

But still…

How could a righteous and brave Holy Knight of Light do something so perverted?

Nobody Does Human Things immediately felt that Tiger was lying, but he still asked:

“Did you create all these messy things?”

The Holy Knight very honestly nodded, directly admitting it.

“To punish evil in the darkness, one should naturally employ more ferocious methods to deter it. And for some reason, I find these actions very natural.”

*Of course it’s natural…*

Nobody Does Human Things felt he had cracked the case. These Holy Knights of Light were Death Knights before their transformation. They were genuine members of the evil faction, so skinning someone and making an ossuary were just basic operations.

“This city is filled with sin. I can smell that nauseating stench of evil!”

The Holy Knight narrowed his eyes and chanted mysteriously, it was unclear how he perceived this so-called evil aura. Perhaps these Holy Knights of Light had an antenna hidden within their bodies…

Having satisfied his curiosity, Nobody Does Human Things returned to the main topic. He ignored the eccentric Holy Knight and turned to Tiger, asking:

“Your Excellency, do you know which places in this vast market sell slaves? We’re looking for Elf and Demi-human slaves. This is a mission from Your Majesty Winter.”

Upon hearing that it was a mission from His Majesty, Tiger’s expression became even more serious. As a top spy cultivated by Alence, his most important belief was to serve His Majesty Winter and be loyal to King Winter. It was his honor to alleviate His Majesty Winter’s burdens.

“You have three channels to purchase slaves. The simplest is to buy from slave traders, but there are some slaves you won’t be able to buy.”

“For example, slaves already reserved by some nobles, those selected for auction, or those sent to the gladiator arena.”

As Tiger spoke, he took out a parchment from his leather pouch at his waist and began writing with a pen. Soon, a list and a simple map appeared on the parchment.

Tiger pushed the parchment in front of Nobody Does Human Things and pointed to the names and map on it, explaining in a low voice:

“These are the names of all the slave merchants. I’ll give you a badge later. When you trade for slaves, show them this badge, and the slave merchants won’t overcharge you; they’ll give you a fair price.”

Then, Tiger pointed to a corner of the map, where a triangular building was located very close to their current market.

“This is the auction house. There will be an auction at nine o’clock tonight. From what I know, there will be over ten Demi-human and Elf female slaves. However, to buy them, you’ll need not only money but also sufficient status.”

“Isn’t an auction for the highest bidder? Why do you also need sufficient status?” Before Nobody Does Human Things could speak, Call Me Arin, who was beside him, asked the question first.

“Yes, it is for the highest bidder.” Tiger did not deny this, shrugging his shoulders. “But if you are bidding against some wealthy merchants or major nobles of the Royal Capital, you might find knights or assassins appearing out of nowhere and slitting your throat from behind in the middle of the auction…”

“Of course, if you have sufficient status, this will not happen, and everything will proceed according to the normal auction process.”

The player representatives looked at each other. Having lived on this continent for some time, this was the first time they had heard of such a ridiculous auction.

“Then, do you have a way to solve the issue of our status?”

Nobody Does Human Things placed his hope on Tiger.

“Yes and no.” Tiger shook his head and continued, “Whether you can obtain this status depends on yourselves.”

“In three hours, a baron of the Karari Royal Capital, Bunet, will pass by Northwest Street.”

“He will be guarded by twelve knights. If you can eliminate him and replace him, everything will be resolved.”

“You will only have one chance. There is a stretch of Northwest Street with very few people. This section is about ten meters long, and it will only take Bunet and his knights three seconds to ride through it.”

Tiger pointed at the map, his tone solemn.

“Let’s do it.” Nobody Does Human Things made a decision immediately after a brief thought. Twelve knights were nothing for the players at their current levels.

“Then there are the female slaves pre-booked by major nobles and the female slaves in the gladiator arena. The pre-booked female slaves are also at the auction house, but they are treated as non-sale items.”

“However, the auction house will display them as a gimmick and conduct a fake auction.”

“Those major nobles will ‘buy’ these female slaves at extremely high prices, both to display their wealth and to enhance their connections.”

“That’s truly hypocritical,” Nobody Does Human Things mumbled speechlessly.

“That’s right. This has almost become an unwritten rule of auctions in the Royal Capital. The auctions are protected by these major nobles, and these pre-booked female slaves are just one of the most basic forms of protection fees.”

“Then how can we take these female slaves away?” Call Me Arin asked again.

“You cannot take these female slaves away with money. The auction house won’t sell them to you, and the nobles behind the gladiator arena are not short of money.”

“He just wants to watch these female slaves die in the arena, be devoured by monsters, and be abused by savage Orcs!”

Tiger picked up his pen, circled a round building, and then handed the entire parchment to Nobody Does Human Things, sighing.

“These Elf and Demi-human female slaves, you can only snatch them…”

“And do it quickly!”

**Gray Hawk Organization**

**[Information That Can Be Skipped]**

As the core of the intelligence network in Winter City, Alence commands ninety-nine hidden agents. They are collectively known as the Gray Hawk Organization. With the financial and military support of the King of Winter, these agents are spread across the kingdoms of the entire North Continent. They could be inconspicuous hunters, wealthy merchants, or even beggars with downcast eyes on the street. Each agent has their own unique title. They are skilled actors and, under Alence’s meticulous training, proficient in disguise. Normally, they hide among the crowds, living their lives according to their respective identities like ordinary people. They might even start families and have their own wives and children. If the King of Winter has no need for them, they would live their lives silently. However, when they are needed, after the “Winter Prayer” signal is exchanged, they transform into omniscient informants and the most reliable comrades in the city. They owe their debt to the King of Winter, and their loyalty to King Winter is ingrained in their bones.


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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me

The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me

Villainous Lord: Both The Players And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me, 反派领主:玩家和主角都想刀我
Score 6.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Native Language: Chinese
He transmigrated into the villainous lord BOSS from his past life’s game. He originally thought he could reverse his fate of being defeated and reap benefits from the players. However, with an unscrupulous system taking over his body, he could only go against the players. He blocked the players’ resurrection points directly. He took away the players’ guiding NPC, the Saintess. Where there was oppression, there was resistance. The players began to launch su*cide attacks on Sivey’s castle. Sivey: “The players are going to farm me, what should I do? Waiting online, urgent!” Player: “We can’t even beat the small monsters in the castle!” Player A: “What? The BOSS fights while holding a top-tier maid nanny!” Player B: “What? Even the Saintess has defected?” Protagonist: “Help me up, I can still pretend!” Gods: “Something’s off with his maid squad!!” Demon King: “Give me some face, don’t pluck my wool today QAQ”

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