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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me – Chapter 496

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Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)

On the night the Battle of Narvit concluded, Elven Empress Alice led the main force back to the Emerald Forest. With absolute power, she defeated the legendary druid Britt Grizzly, unifying the entirety of the Emerald Forest under her reign. All elves now bowed to Empress Alice.

Just as the elves anticipated Empress Alice would launch another assault on Narvit Bastion, she instead issued a command to temporarily lie low. The reason cited was the significant defeat suffered by Leskali’s elven rebels, making it difficult for the elves to conquer Narvit Bastion. The current priority was not war, but recovery and rest.

Although many elves felt unwilling to concede, they had to admit that Empress Alice’s approach was the most rational.

And so, the entire Battle of Narvit Bastion ended anticlimactically. Many humans and elves hadn’t even grasped what had transpired.

That night, Empress Alice sat upon the remains of the World Tree. From this height of nearly a thousand meters, she could see the direction of Narvit Bastion, enveloped in a silvery-grey glow. This was the magical radiance of the Moonlight Sacred Well.

“Your Majesty, elves have already been dispatched to search for the Naga, but…” Orion hesitated to speak further, but Empress Alice clearly understood his apprehension.

“No matter what, their ancestors were elves. The reason they retreated into the sea back then was not only due to scarce resources but also due to internal strife within our elven ranks.” Alice took a deep breath, stood up, and gently plucked a withered branch from the World Tree. “Now that Leskali is gone and the Emerald Forest is unified, if they return, they will still be our brothers and sisters.”

With that, Alice turned and walked into the teleportation gate, leaving Orion alone, gazing blankly in the direction of Emerald Fortress. The withered World Tree branch drifted down with the wind, coincidentally landing at the foot of the World Tree.

“How can fallen leaves not return to their roots…” someone sighed.

***

Meanwhile, as Empress Alice formally ascended the throne, the Emerald Fortress was abuzz with a grand celebration. This war was a miracle. Although it seemed many lives were lost, when the officers conducted their final headcount, the total number of sacrifices was less than three hundred, primarily veteran defenders of Emerald Fortress. Not a single member of King of Winter’s Foreigner Legion (Organization) was lost!

The campfire light illuminated the surrounding darkness, and the warmth of the flames dispelled the gathering cold mist. Nobody Does Human Things (M) stood up, stretched, and yawned. Players walked by in small groups. Those hooking shoulders were undoubtedly veteran players, while a group following a single player definitely consisted of new players being indoctrinated by a veteran.

Feeling the urge to relieve himself, Nobody Does Human Things (M) headed towards a cluster of bushes. Just as he reached his destination, a soldier from Emerald Fortress suddenly stopped him. Nobody Does Human Things (M) turned to see a very young soldier, looking barely out of adolescence, with a delicate and handsome face, perhaps only seventeen or eighteen years old, even younger than him.

“What is it?” Nobody Does Human Things (M) asked, holding back his urge to urinate, his tone a bit gruff. As soon as the words left his mouth, the young soldier, who looked very shy, paled and quickly lowered his head.

“Um… thank you…”

“Thank me?” Nobody Does Human Things (M) was dumbfounded.

“Yes… If you hadn’t kicked me away earlier, I would have been hit by an Elite Elf’s Moon Blade and definitely wouldn’t have survived… You… you are my savior!” The young man bowed deeply to Nobody Does Human Things (M) as he spoke.

Nobody Does Human Things (M) vaguely recalled such an incident. He had seen how arrogant the Elite Elf was and had moved to intervene. A thin, small soldier had blocked his path, so he had simply kicked the soldier aside. He never expected it to be this young man.

“There’s no need to thank me; it was just a small matter~” Being thanked felt good, and Nobody Does Human Things (M) couldn’t help but flash a smile. However, the soldier didn’t seem inclined to let it go. His fair cheeks flushed red, and he hesitantly reached into his pocket, pulling out a cloth bundle and pressing it into Nobody Does Human Things (M)’s hand.

“This is for you!” With that, the soldier ran off without looking back.

“Hey!” Nobody Does Human Things (M) called out. But the soldier ran even faster, disappearing from sight in no time. With no other options, he accepted the gift. Opening the cloth bundle, he found an exquisite amulet emitting a faint, pleasant fragrance. This made Nobody Does Human Things (M)’s heart clench.

“Holy crap! It’s not a tsundere, is it!” Recalling the soldier’s behavior, which seemed overly effeminate, and his somewhat androgynous voice, coupled with the strange, cool, and slippery sensation when the hand touched his earlier, Nobody Does Human Things (M) shivered, his scalp tingling, and his backside tensing. He quickly moved away from that corner, deciding he needed to find another place to relieve himself. Otherwise, he might not even know if he was attacked from behind.

Coincidentally, not far away, Yan, the coolest one, was also looking grim as he went to go to the toilet. There had been too much alcohol tonight, and everyone was drunk, leading to frequent urges. So, Nobody Does Human Things (M), with the thought of joining him, walked towards Yan, the coolest one. Having a Venom Dragon nearby made things safer, after all.

“Even his retreating back is so handsome. He truly is the great hero in my heart!” Behind a tree, the delicate soldier murmured softly as he watched Nobody Does Human Things (M) leave, his pretty face flushing again. He bit his lip, forcing himself to calm down. “But… he doesn’t know I’m a girl… What should I do?” The delicate soldier stared blankly at the bright full moon in the sky, burying his innermost thoughts deep within his heart.

***

“Thump-thump-thump!” The thunderous sound of galloping horses approached from the distance.

“Urgent report from the Royal Capital!”

“Make way!” The knight, brandishing his whip, yelled at the nearby soldiers, his face filled with anxiety and panic. One of the knights happened to pass by Nobody Does Human Things (M) who was relieving himself. In his haste, Nobody Does Human Things (M) instinctively dodged, inadvertently spraying Yan, the coolest one, who was relieving himself nearby, directly in the face.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know. Didn’t we just win the war? What bad news could there be?” The surrounding soldiers were bewildered. They had no access to intelligence and could only speculate. Amidst the urgent hoofbeats, the joy of defeating the elves gradually subsided. They began to move towards the training grounds of their own accord. Typically, officers would disseminate news in the training grounds. They just needed to wait there in advance.

Soon, astonishing news spread from an unknown source: a Undead Calamity had erupted in Karari, and tens of thousands of undead were already surrounding Karari’s Royal Capital!

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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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