Gamers of the Underworld

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“You are her guarantor of bail?” Gnome glanced up and down at Sherlock, and then came up with a form:

“Fill in the form and pay the bail there.”

“Master Sherlock …” Evelyn looked tearfully at Sherlock in front of her.

“Shh, don’t be afraid.” Sherlock lifted a finger and said unquestionably to Evelyn, then reached out and pulled Evelyn up.

As for the iron chain on Evelyn’s wrist, Sherlock was neatly stacked and placed on the table.

The Gnome Vindicator watched Sherlock slyly and shouted:

“What are you doing? Where are you taking the prisoner? Bail first! Bail there!”

“I didn’t bring the bail, I said just now, I just came to take her away.” Sherlock was very frowned, saying:

“Is it not clear enough?”

“What do you think of our Winterfell City Defense Agency? Do you think you can go sideways if you are the superior Devil? Am I special …”

Gnome hadn’t finished yelling, and a big slap flew over his face.

Gnome flew out and hit the third table across the two tables, making a loud noise of “oh la la” and “peng”.

The whole garrison was quiet all of a sudden, and everyone looked towards this side.

A wild Orc defender on the side looked at his own hand, the beaten Gnome, got up hard, and shouted at the wild Orc:

“Fuck! Why did you hit me for no reason ?!”

“Not me! I’ll just pass by!”

The wild Orc defender also yelled, and then everyone looked towards Devil, who was standing there securely.

It’s magic!

More defensive officers, surrounded by arms.

“I’m taking her today to see who dares stop me.”

Sherlock said blandly.

A group of defensive officers, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to take the lead in attacking a superior Devil.

The two wild Orc Vindicators had already carried a hand-held magic cannon, rushed over, and aimed the gun holes at Sherlock and Evelyn.

“Wait.”

While both sides with swords drawn and bows bent, a competent werewolf came out from the office of the director of the Department of Defense and brought a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea just brewed.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the werewolf chief went directly to Sherlock, put the bloody chrysanthemum tea respectfully on the table in front of him, and then said:

“I didn’t expect you to come to the DFB. If any of my subordinates are indifferent to you, please don’t let him go, as long as you can be happy.”

“Wait a minute, the Secretary, even the superior Devil, can’t be in trouble at our Winterfell City Defense Bureau. The Secretary, you have always taught us that we can’t let go, and we must not let it go. How can we at this time …

The Gnome, who was swollen with a swollen face, hadn’t finished speaking yet. The werewolf chief raised his hand … a letter of dismissal was placed in Gnome’s hand, saying:

“I won’t hit you. I can hit you. You can still sue me in the administrative lawsuit. Get the dismissal letter, you go.”

The Gnome looked at the dismissal letter in his hand and cried out with a wow.

The two Orc holding the magic cannon on the side quickly put down the magic cannon in their hands, and the organic one shouted:

“Farewell to this lord!”

“Welcome to the next visit!”

A group of Vindicators quickly bowed and shouted at Sherlock.

The succubus was still in a daze and didn’t understand what was happening, but was pulled by Sherlock indiscriminately, and then moved towards the defensive bureau.

The defenders surrounded by them, following the signal of the werewolf chief’s nodded, gave way.

“Secretary, what’s going on?”

An orc smeared wild Orc asked strangely to the werewolf chief.

“This devil came in front of me, and I immediately received 2 letters.” The werewolf chief wiped the sweat on his face and said with a guilty grin:

“One was burned by wild beast Senior, director of the Office of Winterfell City Office, let us let go. The other, the Archduke Alexander, burned …”

……………

Winterfell City’s night is already in a hustle and bustle, coming quietly.

Sherlock pulled Evelyn and stopped at a bus stop full of people.

“How can you be caught in the defensive bureau? Life is too difficult. Have you stolen something?”

Sherlock stood next to Evelyn, the tall succubus, standing beside Sherlock, only to the height of her shoulders.

“No, I can’t do that kind of thing. Actually, I was arrested because I gave 3 hamsters for singing and singing, and it seemed to treat me as a party.”

Evelyn whispered.

“Begging without a license? Well, that’s really a very troublesome charge, those 3 hamsters?”

“Caught, it looks like the death penalty, executed immediately.”

Evelyn said with sympathy.

“That’s it.” Sherlock nodded, turning his face away so that Evelyn couldn’t see his expression.

“Pa ta flip-flops …”

At this time, an armor beast ran over, and its carapace carried four rows of long strips of seats. The entire carapace was wrapped like tin cans, and the window was circled on the side of the seat. The same hollow.

Insect beast has slowly entered the station, and then stopped steadily.

“Go ahead.”

Sherlock was the first to walk up the crowd.

Evelyn followed the crowd, and then she saw Sherlock didn’t get in the car to swipe her card, and she sat down behind her.

Evelyn froze a bit, then took out a magic stone card from her messenger bag, and swiped on the magic instrument:

“Drip-poor card!”

The magic instrument made such a sound.

Evelyn waited for a moment, then swiped again:

“Drip-no money! You’re poor!”

“Why do you brush twice?”

The Gnome driver sitting in the driver’s seat looked towards Eveline like a fool.

“Hey?” Evelyn turned to look at the back, Sherlock, sitting in expressionless, turned back and looked towards the Gnome driver.

“Ah, what, ah, I won’t give you a refund if you swipe it twice, hurry up and sit behind, don’t block it here.”

Evelyn walked back in a grievance, then sat down beside Sherlock.

A insect beast quickly ran again.

“Is Lord Sherlock … a ghost?”

Evelyn sat side by side with Sherlock, cautiously asked.

“Did you pass the magic class in school?”

Sherlock turned his head and looked towards Evelyn asked.

“failed……”

Evelyn lowered her head.

“As a succubus, you should be a race born with a strong affinity for magic? Did you pass other subjects?” Sherlock asked again.

“Not passing …”

Evelyn’s head was lowered.

“That’s it.” After Sherlock finished, the atmosphere was silent.

The rest of the way was spent in silence.

………………

“This is my home. Thank you, Lord Sherlock, for helping me this time! You owe me 5 magic stone as a thank you to me.”

Evelyn stood in front of a dilapidated 2-storey apartment building, bowing to Sherlock, thanking him.

The smell of unpleasant dumps can be faintly smelled around.

Sherlock didn’t speak, and Evelyn thought for a second before dare to say:

“Of course, Sherlock needn’t worry. I’m not saying that I only take out 5 magic stone. Thank you, because I will only be paid tomorrow and I have no spare money …

“No, you sold me Dungeon, I’m satisfied, just treat it as a gift to you.” Sherlock finished, and gestured to Evelyn:

“Then I leave first, and wish you a happy life.”

Evelyn looked at the back of Sherlock’s departure and said to herself:

“Master Sherlock, what a good Devil.”

Evelyn then took out the magic stone card, and thought of a pain in her heart when she thought that she had swiped on the bus once more:

“I knew I had learned magic so that I could hide in my car and escape the ticket …”

Poor, sad, and helpless Missy Succubus turned back to her apartment building.

Sherlock, who hadn’t left in the distance, watched Missy Succubus open the door and walked into the room, silent.

“It’s a waste succubus, Lord Sherlock. I take back my previous suggestion, let’s not hire her anymore. Although wastefulness is an attribute that otherworld Gamer likes very much, but now our Dungeon has just started, and the vase behind it Don’t do it anymore. “Bru seriously suggested:

“Let’s publish the recruitment information. A Missy Succubus who has a face value, ability, and consciousness, and will have unwritten rules. Although the monthly salary may be a bit expensive, it is at least easy to use.”

“What do you think of Eveline, what is the monthly salary requirement?” Sherlock turned and said as he walked:

“Evelyn? It’s the limit to eat and wrap,” Bru said seriously.

“So?”

Sherlock’s figure was hidden in the darkness.

——

“You’re fired! Evelyn!” A slime twisting her body, in the tea restaurant, gasping for breath with a messy hairstyle, and a succubus covered with a layer of sweat on her face, roared like this:

“Yesterday the miner was one day late for work! I was arrested by the defensive team? The magic stone card is out of money? But I was given a monthly transportation subsidy for you! This morning you have enough money to go to work by bus! “

“No, Boss, I really came here …”

“Don’t say any more! You’re fired! Evelyn! Salary? Why should the dismissed pay?”

……………………

In a busy city …

The succubus walked across the bustling street carrying a messenger backpack. She stood on the bus station, only to remember that she had no money in her card.

The succubus found a corner, squatted down, hugged her knees, and remembered everything she had experienced after going into society, she silently left tears.

… more, one more sad person.

A tall silhouette stood in front of her.

Sherlock looked down, looking at her.

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