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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me – Chapter 430

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Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)

Baron Quainite is dead, just like that?

Polvert’s heart grew cold.

The North Wind Duke was the strongest person in all of Karari, a true Champion Knight. Although he was old and nowhere near as fierce as he used to be, dealing with him, a Sky Knight, would be as easy as playing a game.

The main thing was, he hadn’t intended to kill Baron Quainite at all. He just wanted to teach this Son of the North Wind a lesson and let him understand what respect for the strong meant.

A broken leg could be regrown by taking Life Water.

However, it seemed everything was ruined now.

Polvert felt a headache coming on.

He could no longer bother chasing the female slaves and instead bolted towards the Royal Palace. At this moment, only His Majesty the King could possibly save him.

On the other side, the Players had regrouped in the tunnel. All the demi-human slaves from the arena and the slave market had been rescued, but they didn’t immediately release the female slaves.

Though they were indeed rescuing them, the female slaves didn’t know that. Perhaps, in their minds, they had merely escaped one den of wolves only to fall into another.

The mercenary Slave Catcher Team was escorted back by the Winter City army to their previous gathering place.

This was actually the most hidden place.

Normally, hardly anyone ever came here.

At this moment, it was completely surrounded by Winter City soldiers in disguise.

Thus, the Karari City, which had shown signs of chaos, seemed to have gone back to normal, except for the arena owner being killed and the street in front of the auction house being smashed into a mess.

The entire city fell silent once more.

Polvert sped along the way and finally arrived at the Royal Palace just before curfew. Once curfew began, the Karari King had his own nightlife, and no minister was allowed to request an audience.

“Quick, quick, report to His Majesty the King! I have something extremely important to request an audience for!”

Polvert shouted, out of breath.

He actually didn’t want to not ride a horse.

However, due to his enormous physique, no horse was willing to carry him.

Plus, he looked too fierce.

Even a Dragon Blood Steed would feel its legs go soft when standing in front of him.

“His Majesty has already gone to rest at this hour, Commander. It might not be appropriate to see His Majesty now. If you disturb His Majesty’s enjoyment…”

The guard didn’t continue.

He shuddered as he remembered the fate of the guard who had disturbed His Majesty the King before.

“The Son of the North is dead. Isn’t this matter enough for an urgent report to His Majesty?”

Polvert didn’t dare to say that Baron Quainite was killed by his own hands.

Although this matter wouldn’t be kept secret for long, he was afraid that if he said it, the guard in front of him would first notify the Royal Capital’s Imperial Guard to arrest him, instead of going to find the King.

“The Son of the North is dead?” The guard was greatly shocked, his sword almost slipping from his grasp.

One of the key outposts of the entire Emerald Fortress relied entirely on the North Wind Duke for defense.

If the North Wind Duke found out about this matter…

Wouldn’t he immediately defect and help the elves take down Karari?

With this thought,

The guard no longer cared whether he would disturb the King’s enjoyment and turned to run towards the Palace. Polvert followed closely behind him.

At this moment, Xi Wei, disguised as the Karari King, had already calmed the guards’ emotions. He wore a gentle smile, looking almost identical to the deceitful Karari King of the past.

“Hehe, you may return. I am very pleased with today’s banquet. Your masters are all loyal ministers of Karari. After a long time apart, I will let them rest in the Royal Palace for a little longer these two days.”

A group of noble squires surrounded him.

Most of them had been raised by nobles since childhood, loyal and willing to die for their masters at any moment.

When they heard the sounds of fighting from the Palace earlier, if it weren’t for a demi-human with strange abilities obstructing them, they would have rushed in to save their masters long ago.

Now that the “Karari King” himself had come out to explain, they finally put down their worries and expressed their gratitude to the kind and amiable Karari King.

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“With the King’s Imperial Guard protecting us all around, there is no need to worry about safety. We overstepped our bounds. Please forgive us.”

The knight squires clasped their fists in front of them and bowed respectfully.

“Hehe…” Xi Wei smiled gently, glancing at the system notification that had just popped up. A glint appeared in his eyes, and he said with a smile:

“If you truly wish to thank me, then ask your masters to help me with a small favor.”

“Your Majesty, please speak.”

“It’s like this,” Xi Wei cleared his throat.

“I have a Slave Catcher Team under my command. They are currently in a ruin south of Karari City.”

“They’ve acquired a lot of goods recently. You know those slaves are unruly, and the quantity is a bit overwhelming. I hope you can go and help them.”

The noble knight squires were moved to tears upon hearing this.

Look at the King’s choice of words.

Even when addressing them, mere knight squires, he used the word “please.” What a great favor this was!

What else could they hesitate for!

They must do their utmost for their best King!

The knight squires readily agreed. This was not a difficult task at all; they were just going to help the Slave Catcher Team under His Majesty unload their cargo.

“Oh, and one more thing!” Xi Wei called out to these hundred or so knight squires again.

“Since I didn’t notify them in advance, please don’t carry any swords when you go in. They are a very elite force. If you carry weapons, it’s inevitable that unnecessary misunderstandings will arise.”

The knight squires were deeply grateful.

They even regretted not becoming the King’s personal guards!

Look, what a good King!

He even reminded them of this point, clearly afraid that their personal safety would be in jeopardy.

With such a good King, how could Karari not become great again!

How could they possibly repel the invasion of the elves!

The knight squires turned and left. A shrewd smile appeared on Xi Wei’s face.

Just as he was about to turn back into the Palace, the sound of dense footsteps, and the gasping breaths of soldiers from strenuous exercise, came from behind him.

“Your Maj-beep beep beep, Your Majesty!”

“Who allowed you to make loud noises in the Royal Palace?!”

Xi Wei frowned. The amiable smile on his face disappeared, changing like a Sichuan opera mask from clear skies to overcast. His eyes turned malicious, and his face turned ashen.

“Your Majesty… I have something important to report… I didn’t mean to make noise in the Royal Palace…”

The guard, with a dejected face, knelt at the feet of the “Karari King” and kowtowed repeatedly.

“Your Majesty, the Son of the North is dead!”

“The Son of the North is dead?”

Xi Wei was stunned.

What in the world was the Son of the North?

He didn’t recognize him at all.

Although he had informants throughout the Karari Royal Capital and intelligence personnel previously planted by Alence, everything had happened too suddenly.

He hadn’t had time to receive the intelligence under his command yet.

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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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