The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

"His mouth was always tight."

Kane closed his eyes and shook his head in frustration.

After a while he said, "Al, you want to leave the decision to Winsania?"

"Huh?" I was taken aback, "You saw it."

I followed his words and continued: "This is not to shirk responsibility. Compared with you who must consider your own interests and must take care of me, her attitude towards this matter has more reference value."

"What reference value?" Kane frowned.

"Reference value in conformity with the Creator's will."

Kane's eyes were fixed on me, as if waiting for me to continue.I changed to a serious expression like his and sat up straight: "What is the direction the Creator wants, you and I can't be satisfied, Dieter is too independent, and the Lucy card has been used up, but the The only one who stands on the side of the brave is Wensania. She has always had nothing to do with whether she wants to run a plot or open a hotel. As long as she is interesting enough, she will do it. It is still very easy for the Creator to attract her. Being attracted means that she is easy to manipulate Think about it, is it easier to construct a plot that allows us to change our will, or to construct a plot that attracts Windsania?"

——Plus, I haven't activated Windsania's intimacy, so the Creator's choice can be imagined.

"Think about the adventure land that will be involved in the next volume." I continued.

"World Tree..." Kane frowned even tighter, "You mean that Windsania will be the protagonist of the next main storyline?...The Creator wants to change the protagonist?"

"Well, it's unlikely to change. It would be too wasteful to accept the flag of the devil until the last moment..." I tried to guess the psychology of the old naughty creator, "but he will probably restrict our actions, because we have I don't want to go through the plot."

——I absolutely reject self-attack and self-acceptance, and I also reject voluntary sacrifice for the sake of all beings in the world!

"Use this Tomb of the Bandit King to restrict you and me?" Kane's voice raised an octave.

I scratched my head guiltily: "It's just speculation." I don't have much confidence in this speculation.

Kane's enthusiasm came to the fore, his body leaned forward, almost the next moment he was about to jump over and say: "Al, we have to resist."

I pressed his shoulders to make him sit back, and reminded him: "Although I didn't think about sitting still, I can't resist in the current situation."

Can't escape, there are no monsters that can be leveled, and the combat power of the "God's Work" is very strong. The food will run out one day, and it is completely a dead end. The only way available is to escape, but this move is too risky. Who knows if there will be new changes after restarting the plot, and it cannot be used easily unless it is forced to.

However, Kane's tone is firm: "It can be done. The worst case of this main line is nothing more than that you are awakened by the Simmer clan and become the devil king. If Ar is the devil king, I will be the devil king's subordinate. There are advantages and disadvantages, right? It’s much better than the Demon King’s seat falling into the hands of evildoers.”

Kane's words startled me so much that I almost couldn't maintain my rare serious face. Can't I see that he is quite rebellious?

I hooked my fingers, and when Kane got closer, I grabbed his neck and hugged him into my arms, I bit his ear and smiled and said: "I can't bear to let you be a subordinate, would you like to be the princess of the devil, Kane? Or it would be fine for you to be the devil king and me to be the princess?"

He was one size smaller than me, and he struggled endlessly since he was hugged by me, and he didn't stop until my breath blew on the sensitive ear.

Feeling his trembling, I felt a sense of mischief, and I hugged him even tighter and said, "You really believe that I won't mess up the world after becoming a devil? If I'm controlled by the power of 'evil' like before What should I do again?"

The trembling of the man in his arms stopped due to shyness, he raised his head and turned my face, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "I will stop you."

Kane pressed his warm kiss to the corner of my lips, and there was some kind of burning emotion in his eyes.

"Al, if I can't even stop you, why should I stand by your side?"

"Kill you before the worst happens, stop you, and fulfill the duty of a brave man—what Christine can do, I can do as well."

Word by word, as if swearing to me.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and I couldn't help touching the soft golden hair on the top of his head.

"Al?" Kane was stunned.

I slid my hand down his sideburns and pinched his rigid face: "You really are still jealous of Christine."

Before Kane became angry, I lowered my head and blocked his mouth, leading him to exchange saliva with me. I didn't let him go until Kane's mouth could no longer hold the overflowing saliva, and wiped his mouth. The corner of Yan Hong's mouth murmured: "The task of stopping me is left to you, Kane, and you must not be soft-hearted when the time comes."

I believe in Kane, I believe he can do it, his countless predecessors can do it, and he will definitely be able to do it.

However, I prefer that that day is always just a hypothetical.

I don't think I will succumb to the power of the "Black Dragon". The young Kane said that there is a "key" to open the "door" in my body, so I have no reason to bow my head until I find out the truth in the Odin Temple.

Kane's relaxed smile on the night of the Autumn Festival flashed before my eyes, and a warm current that melted the frost and troubles flowed through my heart.

——Even if it's just to keep Kane's smile, I must never bow my head.

……

I didn't feel the urge to suck blood at midnight tonight.

After discussing with Kane, we came to an unharmonious conclusion - sex is more conducive to the exchange of elemental factors than blood sucking.

Compared with the life experience bomb detonated during the day, this is a good thing anyway. We both fell asleep earlier than usual, and dawn ushered in after a nap.

The next day, Winsania broke into our tent with Dieter. She declared that she had told Dieter what she said to us yesterday. As I expected, Dieter did not show any violence. 70 points of intimacy credit, and Winsania also expressed her attitude more clearly than yesterday. She is a hedonist who is led away by fun. "Comparative" script, she chose the former, which was more fun to watch, without hesitation.

"Well, if it's not fun to follow you, I will quit." She ended with such a joke, "Besides, if you stop here, whether there is Quaid in the Far North is like Schrödinger There's no final word on that annoying cat either, so just go and have a look."

——That’s right, just take a look.

"Thank you, Winsania." I thank you sincerely.

With the approval of my peers who count as family, I should be more courageous and fearless.

Afterwards, with the help of Biqier, we discussed the battle plan to defeat the "third game". The third work" has not been handed yet, it is completely equivalent to a long-range dps with no self-protection ability, we only need to recruit its head to take it down.

The fact is exactly the same, the "third work" is still very resistant to fighting with us. After the battle started, it had no fighting spirit, so we won without entangled with it for too long, even though everyone was under its infrasonic attack The injuries were serious, but luckily no one died. These injuries would be healed after taking more complete healing potions and resting for another night.

The difficult thing is that the "first work" was destroyed by me in a runaway state, and then I encountered the "second work" deliberately releasing water, and the "third work" was a loser, and these three "magic works" The incomplete battles in the game make it difficult for us to have a precise grasp of the true combat power of "God's Work", which makes us full of expectations and tension for tomorrow's upcoming battle with "Sixth Game".

Spending the second night without blood sucking, we looked at the campus with him in the overlapping area where the "sixth game" is located.

"Stop?"

The way "Sixth Game" asks whether to go to war is very concise.

I went back to Biqier's description of the "Sixth Game": Invading people's hearts to create illusions, eliciting the most tragic memories or the most feared things in the opponent's heart, making the opponent constantly collapse and despair, and finally sucking away the opponent's extremely weak Consciousness puts it into a state of brain death.His body is as strong as steel and invulnerable outside, but after invading his consciousness, he is as weak as an ant.

——It’s basically the inner demon that you must encounter when you break through in cultivating immortals.

It can be seen that what is needed to defeat the "sixth game" is a strong willpower and a firm mind.

Thinking of this, I smiled and asked: "Hey brother, do you mind if we go up one by one?"

"mind."

The other party's brief response remained the same.

"Tut!" Fred didn't hide his emotion.

Any one of us who can overcome the inner demons can defeat "Sixth Game" and end the battle. This person was originally voted to be Fred. I didn't expect "Sixth Game" to have such a big appetite. He wanted to eat seven of us at once. consciousness.

Windsania patted Fred on the back and sighed: "It seems that you have no chance to dedicate yourself, brother."

As soon as she finished her words, the "sixth game" took action, and the steel-like long hair quickly hit each of us, and the speed of the attack was so fierce that it did not leave us any chance to fight back.

The sharp tips of the hair pierced the center of the eyebrows, and the golden electric current crackled and rushed into the body. I only felt a pain between the eyebrows, and the whole person fell into the illusion specially woven by "Sixth Work"...

What I see here is vast and pale, and the icy snow wind screams at the throat to show its presence. I looked around and confirmed that this is the northern mountain that I visited with Christine in my previous life.Christine and I have wiped out tens of thousands of demon king's army here, and now those demon king's army should come to meet and wake up the evil dragon Quaid, but it's a pity that Christine is too strong and beat them in a few hits The devil turned his back on his back.

I lowered my head, and at my feet was a puddle of hot blood. It was so new that the surrounding snow turned into water. This puddle of blood was not alone. There were many sporadic blood spots dripping beside it. The blood spots extended to the invisible snow-white mountain, obviously tempting me to move forward.

I had an extremely ominous premonition in my heart, and a heavy alarm bell sounded in my mind-I can't go there, I can't see it, I can't approach it.

I think, what the "Sixth Work" will present to me must not be a heart-warming picture, but nothing will happen if I stand here stupidly.

——"Sixth Work", what will you show me?

I took a step forward and walked step by step towards the place where the blood spot pointed. ()