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As soon as these words came out, many heroic spirits who had only known each other in history books but had never met in person were ready to make a move, and seemed to want to have a fight like Lu Bu and Wang Yue.

Deng Yougang had a headache and quickly said: "We'll talk about the gambling after it's over. Now, let's take down this house first!"

The aura of Lu Bu and Wang Yue gradually faded. The former laughed loudly, glanced at Deng Yougang in the center of the heroic spirit and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm waiting for you. What do you think, a mere barbarian?"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Bu's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, like a human tank, smashing into the solid iron gate of the manor, laughing and rushing towards the places in the manor that exuded the breath of life.

Everyone else also moved, either teleporting into the manor, or jumping directly over the wall.

"Puff-puff-"

The sounds of countless blades piercing flesh echoed throughout the manor.

Deng Yougang put down the spear on his shoulder, held it upside down behind his back, and turned to look at the mansion at the deepest part of the manor.

"……finally come!"

Sensing a strong aura, Deng Yougang smiled on his face and walked slowly into the manor.

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In the manor house, the woman on the soft bed slowly woke up due to thirst.

She squirmed subconsciously and reached for the kettle beside the bed, but she could only touch air.

"Hmm... I seem to have forgotten to prepare a kettle tonight."

The woman remembered the memory before going to bed, couldn't help but sigh, and got up from the bed with difficulty.

There was nothing I could do, after all, I had only slept for more than an hour, and I really didn't get enough sleep.

While yawning, the woman picked up the thick robe placed beside the bed, covered her body, and walked out of the room wearing slippers.

But as soon as she reached the corridor, the woman subconsciously stopped and looked at the quiet corridor in front of her in surprise.

As the head of the Eight Fingers branch responsible for buying and selling black powder, Hilma had at least dozens of servants and subordinates coming in and out of this base in the royal capital day and night.

But now, those busy sounds have disappeared, there is no one around, and there is dead silence.

Hilma frowned slightly, realizing something was wrong.

On weekdays when there are no gatherings of nobles, the mansion will indeed be quieter, but it will never be this quiet.

At least the guards who were supposed to be standing in the corridor couldn't leave without saying anything like they did now.

"……what happened?"

Hilma felt panic rising in her heart.

She originally wanted to call out loudly, but she considered that if something unusual happened, this would let the enemy know her location, and if she returned to the room and hid under the quilt, she would sit back and wait for death...

After thinking for a moment, Hilma composed herself, resisted the palpitations in her heart, and walked forward quietly.

In the corridor not far away, there was a safe house that only she and a few people knew about. It contained many magic props and magic gems, as well as a secret passage leading outside the house.

She planned to enter that room as soon as possible and escape quietly before she was discovered.

‘Those who do not act when they should act will only become food for others. ’

This is Hilma's belief, and it is also the reason why she has been able to go from a prostitute to a big shot today.

After walking a few steps, Hilma suddenly stopped and stared at the wall on one side of the corridor with her pupils shrinking.

I saw that the window inlaid with thin glass was covered with countless dark green vines. The vines were layered on top of each other, almost covering the entire window, and even the light outside the window could not shine in at all.

Hilma anxiously moved forward to check the other windows and found that all of them were blocked by vines.

"...Damn it, what the hell is going on?!"

Hilma cursed a few words in a low voice, then ignored the sound of footsteps and took steps forward, trotting forward.

She couldn't care about so much now. She just wanted to run into the safe house as soon as possible and leave this mansion that made her feel terrified.

Arriving at the stairs, Hilma suddenly stopped and looked at the corridor below with a slightly horrified look.

She saw a small figure standing there in the shadow of the dim corridor, staring at her quietly as if blending into the darkness.

Hilma panicked, but then she realized that the man was not a high-level thief who could sneak into the shadows. It was just because his exposed skin was slightly darker that he felt like he was blending into the darkness.

"It turns out to be a young dark elf..."

Hilma felt inexplicably relieved, and then looked at the child carefully.

I saw him wearing a short green cloak, a vest with gold thread on a white background, a white pleated skirt and white pantyhose, with white silk gloves on his slender hands, and a black stick in his hand. Staff.

The small body stood there timidly, looking at Hilma seriously with the different colored eyes on the left and right.

"Ah, little sister..."

Hilma forced a gentle smile and greeted the dark elf with a smile.

But after the words came out, she was surprised to find that the child in front of her didn't seem to be a girl, but a boy.

But since he is a boy, why is he wearing women's clothes?

Hilma was shocked and couldn't help but swallow.

To be honest, if the surrounding atmosphere wasn't too weird, she would definitely have concluded that this child was a slave used by some nobles to satisfy their strange interests.

After thinking for a moment, Hilma smiled and said: "...little brother, what are you doing here?"

She tried her best not to arouse the other party's wariness, and slowly walked down the stairs.

The dark elf boy looked at him timidly, and finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Ah...is aunt...the highest-ranking human being in this mansion?"

Hilma was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I am the biggest in this mansion."

"So... great!"

A relieved smile appeared on the young man's face. The smile was as pure as a child's.

Seeing this smile, Hilma's nervous heart relaxed.

At this moment, a familiar smell of blood drifted over from not far away.

Hilma was slightly startled and turned her head blankly to look in the direction where the smell came from. She saw a cute girl in a maid uniform pushing open the door and walking out holding a man's arm.

The arm seemed to have been torn off from the shoulder, and the broken muscle fibers could still be vaguely seen.

But the maid who was supposed to be very cute now put her arm on her chin and nibbled on it.

"You...you...she...what is she doing?"

The newly appeared maid glanced at her and said in a cute voice: "Please don't mind it. I haven't eaten so full for a long time, so I will inevitably be rude..."

Hilma was trembling with fear and couldn't help but take two steps back.

At the same time, the dark elf boy encouraged himself, then with a firm look in his eyes, he gripped the black staff and walked over.

"I'm sorry, but I have to get there quickly, so Auntie, can you please stop running away..."

"me……"

Hilma collapsed on the steps, her lips trembling, and her eyes looked at the dark elf boy in horror.

At this moment, the dark elf boy suddenly turned his head and looked at the window that was completely covered by vines.

The next second, with a bright silver light, the vines covering the window shattered.

A silver figure flew in and landed in front of the cannibal maid and the dark elf boy.

"call out--"

The silver spear drew an arc in the air.

The soldier in silver armor stopped in front of Hilma, looked at the young girl with complicated eyes and said: "Although I have long known that there are a group of monsters in the Great Tomb of Nazarick whose justice is worth a hundred, before coming here, I still I have no illusions about you."

"...Is it true that you wore too thick a protagonist filter when you watched the show?"

The silver-armored warrior shook his head and then said calmly: "A monster is a monster after all. No matter how cute the appearance is, it can't cover up the ugly inside."

“If I remember correctly, you two should be ‘Disaster Apostle’ Mare and ‘Insect Exterminator’ Entema, right?”

As soon as these words came out, the dark elf boy and the cute maid were both startled.

Then, the young man's face turned gloomy: "Ju... actually knows the names of Nazarick and us, who are you?!"

The silver-armored warrior or Deng Yougang said calmly: "I..."

At this moment, Hilma on the steps behind her suddenly reacted.

She crawled to the feet of Deng Yougang and said with hope: "Save...save me, as long as you save me, I can give you anything you want. Do you want money, or magic props? Even if it’s me, I can…”

"Pfft——"

Before she finished speaking, the silver spear pierced Hilma's heart.

Severe pain came, causing Hilma's words to stop abruptly.

She stared blankly at her blood-stained chest, then raised her head blankly, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and said blankly: "Why...why?"

"...Don't make a mistake!"

Deng Yougang turned his head, holding a silver gun, looking down at her with indifferent eyes and said: "I'm not here to save you. Compared with these natural monsters, evil people like you who kill your own people make me sicker."

After saying that, Deng Yougang pulled out his spear and let Hilma's body fall weakly on the steps.

At the same time, the dark elf boy in front lowered his head, hid his face in the shadow, and said slowly: "Well... you know, my mission is to bring that aunt back. Now if you kill her... I won't be able to complete the mission." It’s the mission of Lord Zi and Lord Heiroheiro!”

When he said the last sentence, the young man raised his head angrily, and an extremely terrifying aura suddenly rose up throughout his body.

"Ah, Master Mare is angry~"

The maid made an unpleasant sound and immediately jumped out of the house.

Deng Yougang did not stop him, but said lightly: "The momentum is good, but..."

Halfway through, Deng Yougang was suddenly startled and said in surprise: "Wait, Hei Luo Hei Luo?"

But at this time, the dark elf boy's heart was filled with anger and shame of being unable to complete the task.

He ignored Deng Yougang's question, immediately grasped the black staff and stabbed it down sharply.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the ground beneath the mansion shook violently.

Deng Yougang came back to his senses, holding a spear and a smile on his face.

"...I caught you, Lord God!"