Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 472 The Mission Begins (2)

The pictures on the magic light screen continue to flow.

Xiwei also paused slightly and focused on the picture.

Things have made new progress.

I saw that Barna, Platir and others had finished negotiating with the cardinal.

The kind-looking old man also walked towards the players with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Charlie, one of the red archbishops of the Winter Breaking Organization. You can call me by my first name, or you can call me bishop~"

He slowly opened his hands, like a son of God who loves the world. The light from the colorful window grilles just fell on his shoulders, covering him with a mysterious halo.

If this scene took place in a glorious church, it must be very sacred.

Unfortunately, the surroundings were filled with the smell of blood, and there were only pale masks in the dim light. The eyes under the masks were full of fanaticism and madness.

This is not heaven, this is hell!

The bishop is not a son of God, but an executioner.

"Hello, Lord Bishop."

He took the initiative to talk without any hesitation and extended a hand in a friendly manner. Suddenly he realized that something was not right, so he put one hand on his chest and performed a knight's salute.

"Are there many powerful bishops like you in the Winter Breaking Organization?"

Charlie smiled softly, shook his head and refused: "Sorry, I can't tell you this."

He pursed his lips indifferently, cursing the cautious old fox in his mind.

"The goods you want to transport are ready."

Bishop Charles turned and led the way.

"Come with me."

He is not going to give up even if he doesn't do human affairs. He will try to obtain as much information as possible to ensure that the mission can be completed.

"My Lord Bishop, will you also transport goods with us?"

Bishop Charlie tilted his head slightly when he heard this:

"No, transporting goods has nothing to do with me. My mission is to cultivate fresh blood for the winter-breaking organization. The goods included this time are only due to special circumstances. Platir and Barna asked me to help keep them."

Hearing this, he nodded his head.

It seems that the breakthrough lies with Barna and Platir.

Bishop Charlie, the old fox, can only be left alone for the time being.

However, he was very stupid and marked the current location on the map.

As a player, settling accounts after the fall is a basic ability.

I think back when I was playing games, there were a lot of young and poor players who only started to go through the story to push the boss after reaching the maximum level.

Charlie led a group of players to a small warehouse and saw a man tied by an iron rope kneeling there.

His eyes were blind, leaving only two empty holes with blood.

His limbs were also missing, with only his elbows and thighs left.

Hearing the footsteps of the visitor, the man's originally expressionless face suddenly became terrifying and ferocious.

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

He roared, almost breaking his throat.

The iron rope made a "clattering" sound.

He rushed towards Bishop Charlie like a wild beast.

But only halfway there, he was strangled by the iron chain around his neck.

Bishop Charlie snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked the man in the chest, and the man flew backwards like a thrown sack.

"I made you laugh." Bishop Charlie smiled apologetically.

"The dog I raise is more ferocious, but no matter what, he is just a dog. There is no need to be afraid."

Barna also pointed at the man who was leaning on the garbage pile and vomiting blood, and said to the hesitant person:

"Well, this is the spy we caught. He refused to say anything, so that's it. Before, we would force-feed him a piece of dried meat made by his wife every day, but now we have finished feeding him. You can see He doesn’t look like he’s crying and vomiting anymore.”

The old wizard looked a little regretful.

But the players only felt horrified, and at the same time their hearts were filled with anger.

They are players of the Winter City forces, and this spy under the Winter King is theoretically their NPC ally.

The former friendly forces had gotten to this point, and his wife and children were killed. Now he was cut into a stick, his eyes were blinded, and his tongue was cut out.

Even if they have no friendship with this spy, the players can't bear it.

But now they can't do anything.

Bishop Charlie opened the warehouse, waved his hand and used a wind scroll technique to blow away the dust, revealing the Winter City standard equipment neatly packed in the small warehouse. Roughly calculated, there were about five hundred sets.

All the equipment stolen from Pinewood City recently should be here.

"The King of Winter is also a wonderful person. In order to prevent these equipment from being stolen, he specially added magic metal into it. Although there is no way to improve the magic resistance of the equipment, it can effectively prevent the space ring from storing such equipment."

Bishop Charlie was still smiling, but the curve of his mouth was full of ridicule.

"With more than five hundred sets of equipment, your caravan will definitely be discovered, so this time it will inevitably involve a desperate struggle. I only bribed some of the peripheral soldiers in Pinewood City. The core officers are all die-hard loyalists who are directly affiliated with the King of Winter. It depends on your luck if you can't complete the task, my lord."