Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âCreating new shops and stalls?â
Lilo looked outside the window. There was a huge amount of construction going on, and more and more lands were being cleared. Rows of houses were built according to the gamersâ designs.
Lilo gazed at another part of the forest that hadnât been cleared.
âArrange the shops and stalls over there.â
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âFirst shop along the street. Auction begins.â
Brainiac grasped a small hammer and knocked down with a âPomâ sound. The gamers immediately started shouting.
âTen Magic Stones!â
âTwenty Magic Stones!â
âFifty Magic Stones! Everyone else should get lost. The first shop belongs to Dragon Raja!â
âHa! Do you think youâre invincible? Sixty Magic Stones! Only the Meat Vegetable Rice Alliance deserves the first shop!â
âOne hundred Magic Stones,â a Black Armored Knight walked out and said.
âGosh, itâs Arthur!â
âArthur has returned!â
âArthur, what illness does Raintea have?â
âWhat about Dragonborn? Is that brat competing with you for the woman? Just a word from you, and weâll make his life unbearable!â
The gamers were excited, but the Black Armored Knight left quickly.
Brainiac observed the incident and recorded it quickly in his journal. He was researching the emotions of the green-skinned creatures.
Then, he took out his small hammer and knocked down with a âPomâ sound. He looked without emotion at the gamers and said, âWeâll auction the subsequent shops.â
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The gamers from Eternal Kingdom and Victoria City were having a fun time. Another gamer was also having fun, twice the amount.
That was the imprisoned Hoodlum.
âPom!â
Hoodlum, who had a deformed spine, was taken out of the metal cage and thrown to the ground. A bandit stepped on his stomach and said viciously, âBecause youâre unwilling to talk, we were scolded by the Chief. Itâs your fault!â
âIâve told you many times, Iâm a gamer of Victoria City. Weâre all gamers of Victoria City, all 5,000 of us. Then there are 5,000 gamers in Eternal Kingdom. The leader of Victoria City is Lilo, a Fallen Angel, while the Dungeonâs leader is Sherlock, a superior Devil. Weâre building a new city! Iâm also the leader of the Hoodlum Yoga Association, Victoriaâs Natural Fighter!â
After he spoke, he was stomped and kicked.
âDo you think weâre fools? Even a fool wouldnât believe you!â
After the bandits beat up Hoodlum, they took out bandages and a magical potion to heal him.
They adjusted their pants, stood up, and exhaled.
âGreat, come again next time.â
âOkay, Iâll come again next time.â
Seeing the bandits leaving, Hoodlum took out a small metal strip discreetly and felt for the lock. He then started lockpicking. Hoodlum felt confident as his hands touched the lock.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâm a locksmith, so how can you stop me with such a primitive lock?â
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âHumph! Iâm looking for you not because Iâm asking about that insignificant Goblin!â
Sherlock didnât expect the Little Fairy, who was hugging her arms, to look for him.
âIs the insignificant Goblin Raintea?â
Sherlockâs face was hidden in the shadows. Both his hand supported his chin.
âYes, itâs that Goblin! Humph, Iâll never yield to you!â the Little Fairy shouted.
Eggface, who was using the computer to âworkâ, peered at the noisy and small Little Fairy.
The Little Fairy was frightened by Eggface and jumped, but she quickly calmed down and looked at Sherlock with fortitude.
âAh, I have some impression of that Goblin. I intend to kill her,â Sherlock said casually.
âHumph! Donât lie, your servants donât die. I donât know what evil spells you have used to manipulate and control their souls, but Raintea is different. She wouldnât be helping such an evil Devil like you!â the Little Fairy yelled.
âWhy are you shouting so loudly?â Eggface complained as he was given a fright by the Little Fairy. His hand shivered, and his computer game character almost died.
âFind the Lord Overseer if youâre unhappy!â the Little Fairy rebuked.
âWhat kind of Fairy are you? Such an uncultured...â Eggface mumbled unhappily, but he didnât speak.
âAll the more reason I should kill her. Sheâs useless and upsets my citizens. She has even caused fights to occur. Why should I retain her?â
Sherlock sat in his chair and spread out his hands as he said, âIâm setting up a Dungeon, not a charity organization.â
âOoo...â
The Little Fairy gritted her teeth and hesitated for almost half a day before saying, âIf you let Raintea go, Iâll consider working for you. Iâll produce intermediate potions for your vile servants!â
âBut I donât get any benefits. If you help me produce the potions, I canât earn many Magic Stones. To be honest, Iâm not lacking Magic Stones, and Iâm not interested in your Magic Stones!â Sherlock said casually.
The Little Fairy gritted her teeth and finally relented, saying, âI understand. Iâll help you produce Magic Potions and teach those vile green-skinned creatures how to make them!â
âNo problem. This is a fair deal, I accept.â
Sherlock snapped his fingers, and a paper and pen floated in the air. The pen wrote the contract on the paper, which floated slowly to the Little Fairy.
âOf course, we have to sign a contract. These days, we are all particular about the upholding of contracts. We canât just take each other at our words. Donât you agree?â
The Little Fairy didnât hesitate. She signed her name and said, âDeal!â