Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 67.005. The Seven Deadly Sins

You Donglongma was still a bit reserved and not used to being alone in a room with a man and a woman.

He sat there arrogantly and quietly, showing no intention of starting a conversation.

There was nothing the young man could do; he still had a lot of questions, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask the stern-faced woman.

"Um... is it inappropriate for me to call you by your first name?"

"It doesn't matter."

The girl's answer was crisp and clean, like cutting the conversation off with a single stroke.

"..."

“I’ll still call you Miss Arrogance.” Ryoma sat up straight and asked, “May I ask… what kind of creatures are these White Walkers you’re talking about? Are they living beings? Or some kind of undead or spirits…”

He asked tentatively, and the more he talked, the more outrageous it seemed.

"As you can see, the White Walkers are not much different from men."

"..." Ryoma laughed awkwardly. He felt that if they encountered this girl during the interview, she would be a rather troublesome type for them.

Just then, a creaking sound came from the iron fence outside. Donglongma pricked up his ears and noticed more and more footsteps and the noise of a crowd. He couldn't help but clutch his pajama pants tightly to his thighs.

"Big Sister, we're back!" The loud voice that greeted them as they entered was from a short boy. He grinned, took off his brown leather boots, and, carrying a bag, said, "Guess what this is? It's quite rare!"

His ecstatic expression reminded Ryoma of monsters or psychopaths in horror movies, gleefully carrying bloodied heads as trophies.

He said arrogantly and casually, "It's a limited edition collectible figurine from the claw machine."

The short boy deflated like a punctured balloon: "What? This is boring. Boss's cunning has improved again. I even used dark magic to enhance it."

The dragon horse tilted its neck to the side.

At this moment, the people behind the shorter man also entered the room one after another and changed their shoes in the entryway.

There were muscular, burly men, skinny, shrewd young men, and ordinary types who, like the dragon horse, had no distinguishing features and were attracted to each other. There were also tomboyish women who kicked away their high-heeled sandals as they entered the room.

"Newcomer? Hello, hello, my name is Lazy." The short man laughed heartily and strode over.

Ryoma stood up awkwardly, straightened his posture, and said, "Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Ryoma."

"Is this the person the boss bit? There's nothing special about her." The lazy girl glanced left and right, making the young man feel uncomfortable.

"Arrogance, what do you plan to do with this brat?"

The man, compared to the others, clearly knew this much earlier.

"A new guy's here, why didn't Greedy Brother say so earlier?" the girl at the door muttered, pouting with a hint of annoyance.

A moment later, the crowd gathered around, and facing six pairs of eyes, Donglongma seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Is everyone here?"

Arrogance, who hadn't spoken for a long time, sat on the blanket and opened his mouth to speak.

"Yes, it's almost done here," a man inside replied.

"Let me introduce myself first. I'm a newbie, someone I converted," she said casually.

The girl seemed a little embarrassed, and her tone was somewhat strange.

But those around her seemed to have long been accustomed to the cold-faced woman's way of speaking, and had no objections.

"The rest is up to you to introduce."

"Hey, newbie, look here! I'm Lazy! Lazy, don't get my name wrong!" The short man raised his hands, making a striking gesture.

The dragon-horse nodded repeatedly.

"I'm just jealous." The man already knew the situation; he was present when arrogance transformed into jealousy. Although it was called jealousy, Ryoma felt a particularly reliable feeling from the other party.

"This is our eldest brother, Greed!" Greed himself didn't speak, but Laziness eagerly took over the conversation.

Greed glanced at the short man and said, "You don't know what's important."

After saying that, he nodded to the dragon horse.

The young man clasped his hands together and nodded repeatedly: "Greetings, Brother Greed."

"Hello, I'm Rage." The middle-aged man next to me had bulging muscles, showed off his bulging biceps, and flashed his signature smile.

This expression is completely unlike that of a grumpy guy...

Ryoma was still finding it hard to accept that although this group of people were known for their sinister reputation as members of the Seven Deadly Sins, their behavior was surprisingly different, which made him feel a little more at ease.

There was one thin man left, and a woman glaring at him with an unfriendly expression.

It must be gluttony and lust.

The thin man, around twenty years old, looked dejected, but managed a weak hint of kindness: "Hello, my name is Gluttony."

The girl pouted and reluctantly said, "Lust."

That concludes my self-introduction.

You Donglongma kept bowing in respect: "Greetings, seniors."

"Newcomer, the boss usually doesn't convert newcomers. After all, according to our rules, the reincarnated person is responsible for the reincarnation of their own person, and the boss is always on the front line of missions, so she simply doesn't have time to teach newcomers."

Lazy stretched and said in a serious tone.

You Donglongma glanced at Aoman, who sat quietly without saying a word.

They seem difficult to get along with.

"Actually, I'm quite curious. What special talent do you possess that made the boss reincarnate for you? You know, the boss's previous two reincarnations—"

"Lazy!" The big guy next to him glared at him.

The short boy gave an awkward smile, shrank back, and said nothing more.

“Let me explain this to you.” Jealousy was a deep baritone voice. “We are responsible for faking Rika Yamanaka’s suicide by drowning. We need an eyewitness who can prove that she was mentally unstable and committed suicide by drowning.”

Looking at the somewhat bewildered Ryoma, he patted his head, closed his eyes, and said, "Unfortunately, this eyewitness jumped in to save someone in a moment of impulsiveness, but ended up being a drowning victim himself because he couldn't swim."

"What? So it turns out it's not some kind of exceptionally talented combat type after all."

The short guy can finally vent his frustrations.

"Wait, you're saying that the senior student's suicide was faked, so where is she now?"

“When we arrived at the scene, she was no longer human,” Arrogant said.

A strange pang of sorrow welled up in Ryoma's heart: "What...does that mean..."

“There are signs of a White Walker attack at the scene, clearly someone got there first,” Envy added.

"And if Rika Yamanaka, who is in the eye of the storm, is found to have died from being eaten by White Walkers, then we will have no way to explain ourselves. The human leadership will question our attitude, and it will obviously be a premeditated attempt to smear us."

"Gnawing?"

There was something churning in Longma's stomach. He tried to cover his mouth, but his diaphragm and abdominal muscles contracted violently. A wave of nausea rose up, and the sour bile burned in his throat.

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

"Do the White Walkers... really eat people...?"

His eyes were helpless, and his furrowed brows made him look particularly sorrowful.

I didn't have time to write today. Luckily, I saved the draft yesterday.

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(End of this chapter)