I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 112 Conquering Hidden NPCs
Unexpectedly, the three-headed wolf mysterious businessman who randomly appears in various nightmare markets will be met here!
Anlos was very pleasantly surprised and immediately realized that this was a great opportunity.

Players have never been able to find the fixed trigger point of the mysterious merchant, so they can only try their luck. Even large guilds, such as the Gun of Odin, have dedicated players who stay at the mysterious merchant.

Even so, the mysterious businessman seemed to be playing tricks on them, still elusive and elusive.

But now, he has directly found the mysterious businessman's home!
Suddenly, Anlos' eyes looking at the three wolves became gentler.

The three wolves trembled and looked at Anros for a few times. The two daughters wolf heads on the left and right licked their snouts and said in a pretentious way:

"If you want us two sisters, it's not impossible~"

"."

You think too much.

Anros had no special hobbies for Fury and smiled: "Hello, beautiful ladies and ladies, I am the new Nightmare Lord, you can call me -"

"The Prophet with a Thousand Faces."

【prophet.】

The wolf head in the middle chewed on the name and felt a little mysterious power from it.

At this time, she was sure that the Lord's face was a disguise, or, as the name suggested, it was just one side.

Having endless looks is the same as having no face.

Only high-level ones can be so ever-changing.

This is definitely a very powerful adult!

Suddenly, alarm bells rang in her heart, her hair stood on end, her tone lowered, she unfolded her silk fan with a clatter to cover her stiff face, and said in awe:

[I am the owner of this mansion, Mrs. Termani, and I belong to Lord Gluttony and Fury, the respected Lord Prophet. 】

[The ones on the left and right who are arguing non-stop are my stupid and rude daughters, Anatasha and Drusula. 】

As he said that, the two sisters on the left and right winked at Anlos and gave him a wink.

[Okay, stop crowding at the door! Please come with me, Lord Prophet. 】

Mrs. Termani's soft paws fished Anlos in, and Cinderella quickly followed behind and jumped in through the crack of the door that was slammed shut.

The group of people came to the reception room, and Cinderella was rushed to pack apple seedlings - of course not one bundle, but several bundles, as a meeting gift for "the Prophet".

[I won't be polite. I've heard about your mansion appearing next to the market under my jurisdiction. ] Mrs. Termani got straight to the point, [Do you want to include it in your territory? 】

Seeing that their mother was so serious, the daughters on the left and right did not dare to speak. They only looked at An Luos secretly.

At this time, Mrs. Termani was very nervous and her two wolf claws rubbed together unconsciously.

Every nightmare lord's instinct and desire deep in his bones is to expand his territory.

This conversation will definitely end on bad terms.

Even, start fighting directly.

She had no chance of winning against such a nightmare lord with unfathomable strength.

No matter what, he must delay this nightmare lord.

At least let his daughter and that dry stepdaughter survive and escape.
Anlos chuckled: "You don't need to be nervous, I just came to say hello to the new neighbor."

[I completely understand your wish to expand your territory, but I have been running and managing the market for hundreds of years, so I may not be able to hand it over to you like this - ah? what did you say? 】

Temani was suddenly stunned, her vertical pupils widened as she looked at Anros in disbelief.

"I said, I am not here to control the Nightmare Market, but I want to make friends with you, the beautiful lady."

As soon as these words came out, Temani was completely dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of excitement and awe emerged spontaneously!

What did she hear?
A powerful nightmare lord actually expressed kindness to her in a friendly way!

Moreover, he can also suppress his primitive instinct to plunder and not compete with her for this market!
Termani looked deeply at Anros and was keenly aware that the prophet's thighs must be very thick and easy to hug.

Behind her, her tail waggled unconsciously, surprising the two sisters on her left and right.

Mother actually wants to please this nightmare lord so much!

This nightmare lord must be very powerful!
As a result, their eyes became more and more infatuated, they stuck out their tongues and stared at Anros, almost crying.

Mrs. Termani's attitude became extremely respectful. She no longer looked like the "shrew" she had been before with her arms akimbo and roaring. She shook her fan and looked like a noble lady.

[Thank you for your kindness, dear prophet, your name will be deeply imprinted in our hearts. 】

【We will present it to you every month as a gift from 'friends'. 】

As she spoke, Mrs. Termani raised her hand, reached into her bra, took out a money bag from the deep ravine in the middle, pushed it to Anlos, and said with a grin:

[This is a small greeting gift, please accept it. 】

Just judging from the bulging weight of the money bag, the number of moon faces is definitely not small.

This "Grandma Wolf" is pretty good.

Anlos nodded with satisfaction and took the heavy purse, which was still warm in his hand.

【Is there anything else you want? Just tell me, Lord Prophet. 】

"I heard that there is a very interesting art exhibition about to be held, and you happen to have the tickets."

Mrs. Termani was startled and her eyes darkened.

Because the art exhibition was rumored to be related to one of the Seven Nightmare Lords, the Lustful Painter, it was only circulated among a very small number of specific people, and the information was very tightly controlled.

Where did this prophet, who came from nowhere, get the news?
Moreover, she pointedly pointed out that she holds the ticket.

【.You really live up to your name and know everything. ] Mrs. Termani said slowly, and took out a rectangular ticket from her bra again, [Originally, I planned to sell this ticket at a high price. 】

[However, for the sake of our friendship, I am willing to give it to you, my dear prophet. 】

This admission ticket is worth 250 moonface.

It’s a sky-high price.

Only the Gan Emperor, who spends his days and nights killing monsters, and extremely lucky players can get tickets before the exhibition begins. "I believe our friendship must be unbreakable."

Anlos smiled and happily took the ticket, feeling very happy.

Great! Save money!
【Get tickets for the oil painting exhibition! Mission 2 is progressing! 】

[Trigger and complete the hidden mission: 250 Moon Face? Pay only two hundred and five hundred! Get sky-high price tickets without paying any price】

[Get an additional 250 experience points as a reward]

250 experience points! ! !
Anlos' eyes narrowed slightly uncontrollably, and he almost couldn't hold back his surprise and shouted out on the spot.

This is the highest experience value he has ever received so far!

Think about it too.

This was originally a hidden mission, and without his identity as the Nightmare Lord, it would have been difficult and almost impossible to achieve.

Seeing that the Lord was satisfied, Mrs. Temani couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

[If you need anything in the future, just send a letter or ask Cinderella to come to me. 】

Termani wrote an address with her furry paws and handed it to Anlos.

Equivalent to getting a fixed location of an important NPC.

The value is immeasurable.

The smile on Anlos' face deepened, and he stood up and shook his paws with Mrs. Termani.

When he left, Anlos also harvested a large cart of apples and saplings.

Asked if he needed a gardener, Anlos shook his head.

"Next time you come to my mansion, you can meet my gardener, how outstanding he is." Anlos smiled.

[I'm looking forward to it and thank you for the invitation. 】

When he went back this time, Anlos took an exclusive carriage.

The headless horse was tall and majestic, and Anros wanted to get one for himself whenever he wanted.

The exhibition begins after the public beta.

At that time, the Lustful Painter will officially launch his invasion of the Red Rose Empire.

This is a nightmare invasion that has been planned and prepared for two hundred years, and Anros cannot completely stop it.

What we can do is to accumulate strength during this period of time.

Behead him.

On the morning when Anros returned from the nightmare, he wrote a letter and sent an anonymous report letter to the Knights of the Burning Sun.

Reported on the third prince Ollie's plastic surgery clinic.

Although it is of no use, Ollie's plastic surgery clinic is a major driving force behind the advent of the lustful painter, and it can be sealed off.

Even though it was an anonymous letter.

A few days later, Ollie still came over.

When Anlos finished lunch, he sat in his wheelchair and relaxed on the college lawn with his classmates.

He saw Ollie walking over quickly and angrily.

The noise gradually ceased.

Everyone looked at the third prince of the empire, saw him stop in front of Anros, and shouted to Anros:

"Anlos! How can you report my plastic surgery clinic?!"

"Now, there are people from the Knights of the Burning Sun wandering outside my plastic surgery clinic all day long, asking me how to treat those poor girls!"

Ollie was so angry that the freckles on his face turned red, almost the same color as his hair.

"Anlos, you violated our friendship!"

Ollie brushed the ground, drew out his sword, and pointed at Anros while everyone gasped.

"Anlos Tian! You have violated our friendship. Now, I want to challenge you to a duel!"

For a moment, the lawn was silent.

duel! ! !

The third prince actually proposed a duel, which often resulted in at least one person being seriously injured!

What an insult, what a rage!
Several students looked at each other, quietly backed away, and ran to call the teacher.

Macul frowned, stepped forward and said:

"Anlos has yet to recover from his serious injury, and his body is extremely fragile."

"Prince Oli, if you insist on doing this, then I am willing to fight you on behalf of Anlos Tian!"

"Okay, it doesn't matter."

Ollie said nonchalantly, quite confident in his own strength.

Macul turned around, faced the admiring gazes of everyone, nodded firmly towards the delicate and frail Anlos, and said "don't worry".

"Thank you, Makur."

Anlos blinked his big eyes, silently raised his buttocks, and sat back down.

The drooped eyelashes covered the flash of dark light in his eyes.

Ollie, I didn’t expect you to come to my door on your own initiative.

I "happen" to be familiar with all your attack methods.

　I finished writing early today~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)