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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me – Chapter 672

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Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)

Chapter 462: You All Take a Good Look

As the saying goes, trust is the foundation of employment, and doubt makes employment impossible.

Since he was the cousin of (Player Name) (M).

He could be trusted, barely.

Platyr relaxed a little and looked at (Player Name) (M), as if asking him what he meant. Could all the unspeakable secrets of the Black Truffle Merchant Caravan be so carelessly spread around? Not to mention a cousin, even a biological brother wouldn’t be allowed.

“My lord, don’t worry,” (Player Name) (M) chuckled. “My cousin is a notorious bully around here recently. Even children are scared to pee when they see him. But in reality, he’s also a tragic figure. His wife betrayed him, not only took his property but also shared it with another man. My cousin was so angry he… he dragged the cheating wife, the man who stole his wife, and the merchant who sold the house all into…”

“Into what?” Platyr hurriedly asked.

How could he stop at such a crucial moment!

It wasn’t a good habit. He would have to make (Player Name) (M) change it in the future.

(Player Name) (M) gave an awkward smile, his gaze sweeping over Platyr and Nobody Does Human Things’ faces. Then he cleared his throat and said mysteriously:

“My cousin dragged them all into a dark room and gave them the same treatment. He even borrowed more than a dozen big black dogs from that dog meat shop in town. Tsk tsk~”

Nobody Does Human Things: “(°Д°)???”

Platyr: “⊙ω⊙!!!”

This was a ruthless man!

After hearing Nobody Does Human Things’ story, Platyr had a newfound respect for this unfamiliar cousin. He too had experience with being cuckolded. If it weren’t for that detestable woman, he wouldn’t have decided to dedicate himself to the path of righteousness and eventually become the owner of the Black Truffle Merchant Caravan.

“Pleasure to meet you!” Platyr extended his hand in a friendly manner.

He didn’t have the courage to go to the extent of Nobody Does Human Things when facing a disloyal wife, but that didn’t stop him from appreciating such a ruthless person with such vicious methods.

“What was your profession again, that your cousin mentioned?”

“…Gunslinger.”

Nobody Does Human Things shouted in a hoarse, sinister voice, like a wolf lurking on the hunt. At the same time, he shook the merchant’s hand.

Platyr blinked in confusion.

Gunslinger.

It was the first time he had heard of such a profession.

But he knew of lances.

Seeing that Nobody Does Human Things was carrying a long-handled weapon wrapped in cloth, it seemed to fit the description of a long spear.

“Also… I’m very skilled in American Iaijutsu!”

Another new term.

Platyr felt like he was getting old and couldn’t keep up with the trends of the continent’s society. He couldn’t understand these terms at all. But that was alright; judging a person isn’t about what they say, but about their demeanor and details.

From what he could see.

Nobody Does Human Things’ solid stance and fierce aura clearly indicated he was a powerful warrior.

First, he gained the important subordinate (Player Name).

Then, he encountered the ruthless man, Nobody Does Human Things.

It was as if the gods themselves were helping the Black Truffles rise, and it also signified that what they were doing was absolutely correct. The tyrant on the throne would eventually fall to that lord’s sword.

Both sides had a good first impression.

At least, that’s what Platyr thought.

He let (Player Name) (M) and Nobody Does Human Things into the room and said with a smile, “The weather is cold. Come in and tell me what’s on your mind. I have a pot of good wine here, and we can talk while we drink.”

The three of them took their seats.

Platyr poured the wine, and the warrior named Nobody Does Human Things took off his cloak.

He looked very young and could be described as heroic in appearance.

Even such a powerful warrior had to be abandoned.

He wondered if that woman’s brain was flooded.

He had been betrayed for a reason back then.

Because his physical performance was at most five seconds.

Although it had improved considerably with medication, it rarely lasted half a minute. However, Platyr was already very satisfied; he was a contented person.

Thinking this, Platyr suddenly became curious.

“Forgive me for asking, but why did that woman betray someone as heroic as you? You look young and strong, with a commendable appearance…”

“Because I was too strong.”

Nobody Does Human Things sneered. “Women are all liars. When she first married me, she was shocked and delighted by my ‘Kun’s’ size, saying she was mine forever. Less than a week later, she was crying and complaining!”

Platyr: “…”

The atmosphere became somewhat silent.

After a while, Platyr, recovering from his inferiority complex, coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness and said with a laugh, “Little brother, there’s no need to be sad. It’s her loss to leave you. You’re still so young, with a great career to pursue. Once you have money and power, what kind of woman can’t you find?”

“Mm.” Nobody Does Human Things let out a noncommittal hum. “I’m not sad. Just like the load-bearing pillar in this inn, it can never open the lock on that cabinet.”

Platyr glanced at the load-bearing pillar with clasped hands and then at the keyhole on the cabinet. He pursed his lips, placed his left hand on his right wrist, and fell silent again.

(Player Name) (M) was almost dying of laughter beside them.

Platyr had a “kidney deficiency” debuff below his HP bar!

“Heh, let’s drop this topic.”

Platyr tried his best to speak in a calm tone.

“Now, let’s talk about the great cause and your team.”

He then turned to look at (Player Name) (M) and asked with a smile, “Mu Yu, have you told your cousin about our caravan’s mission and beliefs?”

(Player Name) (M) shook his head.

This was a secret of the Black Truffle Merchant Caravan.

Platyr had only told him when they were close to Pine City. However, it had gone in one ear and out the other; he had already forgotten. If he were asked to repeat it now, he would have to check the system log.

Seeing (Player Name) (M) shake his head, Platyr’s admiration for him grew even more.

For those involved in rebellion.

Strength was indeed very important, but more importantly, one had to be tight-lipped!

It was obvious that (Player Name) (M) possessed such qualities and could be cultivated as a priority. Looking at the confused eyes of his cousin, Nobody Does Human Things, it was clear that he knew nothing about the secrets of the Black Truffle Merchant Caravan.

When it came to judging people, Platyr considered himself quite good.

“Since Your Excellency Mu Yu hasn’t explicitly stated it, allow me to tell you.” Platyr’s expression became serious. “It has been almost a season since the King of Winter ascended the throne, but during his reign, he has been extravagant and corrupt, utterly incompetent. He stays in Winter City with a group of demi-human maids for his pleasure, oblivious to the suffering of the entire empire! Look at this desolate Pine City!”

At this point.

Platyr strode to the window in three steps.

With a “whoosh,” he flung open the window.

“You all take a good look!”

He shouted with righteous indignation.

(Player Name) (M) and Nobody Does Human Things crowded by the window.

They saw that the street was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the crowd was bustling.

Even though it was close to midnight, the vendors had not yet returned home.

Dense crowds of players surrounded the street where the small inn was located, and the colorful magic lamps dazzled the eyes.

What a scene of prosperity!


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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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