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

Chapter 216 Disguise (2)

Two days have passed since the fruit of the parasitic tree was served, and Renault has not come back to his senses yet.

He returned to Kalanli City, but now he was part of the slave catching team and was no longer the gangster wandering the streets.

"It's really like a dream-like experience..."

Sitting in the tavern, he muttered to himself.

The delicate and pretty face of the sword dance master, the slim waist and the skin that can be broken by blows are still deeply imprinted in his mind, enough for him to recall for a long time.

"It's a pity that it can't be taken away... It would be a pity to die in the forest like this."

Renault picked up the cup and took a sip of rye wine, smacking it in his mouth. He no longer had any interest in the girls in the tavern.

Everyone is like this, it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

After finishing the wine and eating a plate of barbecue, Renault finally felt that it was almost done. He rubbed his slightly drunken eyes, took out a silver coin from his bag and threw it on the table.

"Any more is a tip."

He smiled proudly and left the tavern unsteadily.

In the corner of the tavern, two ordinary-looking mercenaries looked at each other, paid for their drinks, and followed Renault naturally.

The street was a little dark, and the raindrops fell, making a "tick-tick-tick" sound.

Renault, who was walking forward in a daze, suddenly felt a chill behind his back. He cheered up and looked back, and found that there was no one in the entire alleyway, only a black cat wandering and hiding in the darkness.

"What... I've been doing it for a long time, it's just a cat..."

"It seems I'm still not used to it...Uncle Narid is right. I have to learn to get used to this kind of thing. Just kill it and don't have too much burden on my heart..."

Renault smiled indifferently.

Generally, there will be no undead in human cities, because the conditions for the birth of undead are not met here, and naturally there will be no phenomenon of being attacked by ghosts and claiming their lives.

There are so many mercenaries in the slave-catching team. They have been working for many years. Isn’t it a big deal?

Renault felt that he was really inferior.

However.

Just when he was about to turn into a corner.

There is an evil wind blowing behind me.

There was a muffled sound of "Bang——", and Renault felt a pain in the back of his head. He could no longer suppress the dizziness, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Then, two big hands suddenly stretched out from the dark corner and dragged him in.

After a while, "Reynold" walked out of the darkness again. He straightened his clothes, rubbed his face, moved his facial muscles, and said "ahhhh" twice with his mouth open.

The voice was a little low at first.

After a few calls, he became exactly like Renault.

"Take care of the body. I'll go in first to check out the situation. If everyone is here, we don't have to wait. We can just launch an attack."

"Reynold" finished speaking, identified the direction, and turned into a dark corner.

The people in the slave catching team did the most shameful things, and of course their base camp was also built in a shameful place.

This is an area of ​​tile-roofed houses that looks even more chaotic than a slum, with sewage flowing across it and rats everywhere.

But when "Reno" continued walking along the memory, he found that there was a hidden secret inside. After passing a section of the alley that looked dirty and messy, everything suddenly became in order.

The dilapidated mud-tile houses were replaced by neat and clean wooden houses. Several green wall-climbing plants swayed in the rain, giving it a refreshing and pleasant feeling.

But "Reno" knew in his heart that these were just appearances.

As an elite spy under the King of Winter, he saw those hellish scenes earlier than anyone else.

He clenched his fists, calmed his breathing, and continued walking forward.

"Hey! Brat, I've been waiting for you! Why are you so slow?"

There were friendly shouts in the distance.

"Reno" looked up and saw two mercenaries looking at him with playful smiles outside a house not far away that was larger than other wooden houses.

"The hyena and the one-eyed rat..."

"Reno" murmured to himself, comparing the appearance and intelligence of the two mercenaries, and immediately confirmed their identities, and also put two ticks on a list in his mind.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I went to the pub and drank two glasses of wine..."

Renault smiled shyly, but it didn't look shy.

"You kid, we have a special celebration party tonight, why do we still go to the pub to drink? Are you stupid?!"

The one-eyed mouse smiled happily.

He hugged Renault's shoulders affectionately.

Although they haven't been in contact for too long, he really likes this simple and honest young man.

From Renault's body.

He often sees himself when he first joined the slave-catching team.

"The wine Uncle Narid bought is too strong. I'm not used to it. I have to drink some in advance so that you can't drink it later."

A wry smile appeared on Renault's face just right, and he acted impeccably.

"That's it, hahahaha!"

The one-eyed mouse pulled Renault into the room, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"You can handle the fierce sword dance master, but you can't handle a few drops of wine. Brat, don't say you are from our slave-catching team when you go out. It will be embarrassing~"

Faced with the mercenary's ridicule, Renault could only scratch his head helplessly and huff, and then followed the mercenary into the room.

In the room, the warm bonfire dyed the walls orange and dissipated the coldness caused by the rain pouring into the collar.

A group of mercenaries from the slave-catching team gathered around the campfire, eating, drinking, talking and laughing, and a few of them were already playing Gwent.

The room is out of reach of the bonfire.

In the dark corner, there were two large cages. In the cages, seven or eight female slaves of elves and demihumans were cowering, leaning helplessly against the iron cages.

"These are the next batch of goods. His Majesty wants to carry out two parasitic tree breedings this year, so we have started collecting them in advance and strive to hold another team-building activity in autumn."

Narid, who was sitting in the center of the crowd, saw that Renault's eyes were fixed on the cage, so he smiled and explained.

"I know you eat marrow and know taste. The Elf Sword Dance Master probably didn't let you enjoy it to the fullest before, but you can't touch these things now."

"Because we don't know which of them will respond to the hypnotic aura of the parasitic tree. During this period, you can just make do with the waitresses in the tavern~ Hahahaha..."

Narid took a sip of wine and smiled happily.

Renault nodded, withdrew his gaze and sat in his seat. He lowered his head slightly and nodded at everyone in the hall.

The entire slave-catching team has arrived.

"Uncle Narid, I want to go to the toilet..."

Renault scratched his head in embarrassment. His legs were shaking slightly and he seemed a little embarrassed.

"Why do you have to go to the toilet right after you come here? Don't you think you can't stand the slave girl in the cage and want to go to the toilet to solve it yourself?"

Narid glanced at Renault doubtfully, and then showed a playful smile.

"no no……"

Renault blushed and explained in a panic:

"I drank a lot in the pub before, and it rained a little on the way, so I suddenly wanted to take a nap..."

"Is that so? Then go ahead."

Narid waved his hand, not caring much.

Renault turned around and went out, wet raindrops fell on his face. The moment the wooden door closed, he took a deep breath, took out a scroll from his waist and tore it open.

There was a sudden "hiss" sound.

Illumination missiles shot into the sky.

Everything around him was illuminated like daylight.

It also illuminated the Winter City soldiers hiding in the darkness.

This is the signal to attack.