I Am the God of Games

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The person who came was a tall and thin man wearing an earl's uniform. He was obviously indoors, but he still wore a tall top hat on his head, a monocle mirror on his right eye, and a well-groomed mustache above his lips. Holding a gentleman's stick in his hand, he is full of aristocratic temperament and at the same time full of disobedience.

"Mr. Angela Fate, please forgive us for inviting you here as a guest in a slightly rude way, and I am deeply sorry for that."

The other party politely saluted Angra as an aristocrat of the Walra Empire, and then seemed to carelessly put the gentleman's stick in his hand behind the door, and hung the bowler hat on the hanger.

Angela narrowed her eyes slightly.

His father raised his eldest brother as the heir, so he didn't put much energy into Angra. During Angra's limited trips to the imperial capital, he had seen very few great nobles, but what is certain is that the man in front of him People are not the few great nobles in his memory.

The opponent's actions looked as if he had just returned from the outside, but he was sure that the opponent was completely posturing.

After all, even if I had a blindfold on my face when I was carried over, I could still feel some light and dark changes, and from this change, I could understand that the reception room was actually quite far from the door. When he came back, after walking such a long distance at home, there would definitely be maids and the like taking away the hat and gentleman's stick for him, and there was no need to bring them into this room at all.

This kind of posturing is meaningless, but if you guess in a worse direction, either there are some mechanisms on his top hat and gentleman's stick, or this behavior itself is some kind of weird ritual...

"That was pretty rough, and I'll consider your apology if you can help me untie this damn rope."

"Oh, that's not allowed, Mr. Fate. After all, no one knows if you will suddenly disappear in front of me if I untie you." He said in a pretentious tone: "But don't worry, as a nobleman of the empire, you will definitely receive the best treatment. I think you don't mind staying here for a while."

"I thought it would be Mr. Nart who was here."

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to get information from her, but seemed to be planning to sharpen her temper, Angra also calmed down and began to test the other party.

"Mr. Nart has been sentenced to death for deceiving His Majesty, oh, this is really a tragedy." The other party said in a sad tone, but his attitude was quite indifferent: "I believe that Mr. Nart didn't mean it, but just deceived His Majesty. Everyone gets what they deserve, don't you, Mr Fate?"

Tsk, is this warning me?

Angra, who received a soft knife, was a little upset. She didn't expect that the other party would use her own words to go around in this direction. As expected of a nobleman, these guys are very dirty when they play tricks.

In contrast, sand sculpture players who say something are better to get along with... Well, there are also some players who like to be eccentric on the forum, but because the forum has a real-name mechanism, it is great to be offended. Offline pk, Simple and straightforward.

Wait a minute, is it possible that I have been with the players for too long, so my social skills have also declined?

Although Angra had a lot of thoughts in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, he just continued to think about how to get useful information.

"Then why don't you let His Majesty talk to me directly? Our Fat family has been loyal and good for generations. My grandfather has blocked swords for the late emperor and shed blood for the empire. I want to see Your Majesty!"

"I will inform His Majesty of your request, but until you get permission, please continue to stay here. After all, not only demons are rampant in this world, but even those cultists who were shouting for beatings dare to show their faces openly... ...It's so dangerous, it's better to be cautious."

With a warm smile on his face,

continued.

Angela's heart became even more upset. The cultists this guy was talking about were undoubtedly criticizing the players of the God of Games Church, so the kidnapping was really ordered by the royal family.

It seems that the Valla Empire has noticed the Church of the God of Games.

But this is also normal. It has only been more than ten years since Tierra was destroyed. Of course, some people still remember the weird form of belief. At this time, if you look at the situation of the Church of the God of Games, you will soon be able to match it.

Fortunately, the survivors of Tierra, Princess Liya, have not been exposed. Otherwise, the new emperor of Valla would not send someone to kidnap him, but directly send troops to eradicate the Church of the God of Games.

...Although the Valla Empire Army, which lost troops not long ago, may not be able to win the players.

Although she was cursing in her heart, Angra still tried her best to pretend to be calm and nodded: "It should be so."

"It's good that you can understand," the man showed a 'gratified' expression: "Then let's start with the most basic questions... How did you know that the guy just now was not the speaker?"

"Because his temperament is not suitable for this building, and he has a strong smell of blood on his body. I don't think a nobleman who has been away from the battlefield for a long time will have such a strong smell." Angela replied casually.

In addition, there are actually some clothes that are not worn correctly, which is purely a monkey crown, the calluses on the hands show that the opponent is using a heavy weapon instead of the ceremonial sword commonly used by the nobles, and the walking posture is because he is on guard against possible threats that may appear at any time. The enemy is so weird and so on...

But I don't have the meaning of showing my talents now, so there is no need to say these things.

"I see. It seems that he still needs to practice hard." The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, as if he was very satisfied with Angra's cooperation: "Then let's talk about something more important."

He looked at Angra and asked sternly, "Is the 'God of Games Church' that appeared recently the church in Tierra? Have you given up your original belief and converted to the God of Games?"

"I remember that the empire has no intention of interfering with the beliefs of the nobles, so there is no need to explain to you the gods I personally believe in, right? As for the other point, sorry, I don't know either."

Angela didn't know which level the other party knew, but considering that most of the words and deeds to extract confessions are jokes for players, and the ability to keep secrets is quite strong, so he decided to take a gamble.

At this moment, the man suddenly walked up to him, stuck out his tongue and licked the face of Angela who was avoiding him.

"What are you doing?!" Angela exclaimed angrily.

"Ah..." The man licked his lips again, looked at Angra with a grin and said, "This smells like a lie, you are lying!"