No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Outside the library, three hunter game administrators stood at the entrance. They had just come from the courtyard, originally intending to pay a visit to the elf lady.

But the players over there had already finished their match, and the elf had vanished without a trace, leaving only a withered tree.

The site controller followed the lingering scent to this place, only to see through the window someone even more dangerous.

By the window, a blonde beauty leaned slightly against the table, her eyes covered by white feathers, her elegant dress spread out on the carpet. There was no tea or book beside her, and she exuded a divine weariness.

The stage manager stood outside the door for a long time, completely stunned. If anyone had drooled, they would have been drooling all over the place.

Only one question remained in its mind: would going in now disturb His Majesty's rest?

"Not going in?" the skinning butler whispered.

"You go first."

"On what grounds?"

"Your level is high."

"What's the use of having a high level in a situation like this?"

The three eerie creatures defered to each other at the door, displaying the finest virtues of the eerie world, none of them willing to take the risk of being the first to speak.

Mu Zhixi had already discovered them.

The players are still settling accounts, and the live stream is still running. The main camera is currently following Yuexi and the others, so viewers can only see the scoring interface. If she wants to take back the camera, she needs to create a battle judgment.

The question is, how do we play?

She was surrounded by colleagues, who were also responsible for clearing the room, providing clues, and offering her the conditions for success. She couldn't very well beat up several hardworking colleagues just for the sake of a good live stream.

Capital can do the tricks, but she can't.

Sigh, the main problem is that if it gets damaged, you have to pay for it.

Mu Zhixi opened the panel and looked through her current abilities.

【Sanctuary Glimmer】, Healing.

[Divine Blessing] governs luck.

【God's Arrival】, a big spender.

【His gaze】automatically seeks out the enemy.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Zhixi leaned back lazily on the sofa, turning her head to look at her newly earned faith points with satisfaction.

With a thought, the space around her slightly distorted, and the broken-necked priest silently appeared beside her, respectfully kneeling on one knee.

Very good, actors in position.

Next, we need to figure out a way to trick the camera into showing up.

Mu Zhixi raised her hand and lightly slapped the priest's still relatively intact profile.

A soft "snap" sounded.

Seeing the priest's aggrieved and confused look, Mu Zhixi encouraged him: Don't cry, don't cry, I'll give you extra chicken legs when we get back!

……

On the other side, the players who had just finished clearing the dungeon were about to leave the live stream when their screens suddenly lit up again without warning.

The image shows the library of that Gothic castle.

The white figure they thought had already passed through and left was sitting quietly on the sofa.

Before her stood a tall, eerie figure kneeling on one knee, motionless.

"Shuashuashua——"

Before the audience could even react, something even more mind-numbing happened.

Several figures appeared out of thin air in the library, the leader of which was none other than the leader of the hunting game, the Skull Stitcher.

This S-class weirdo, who had only made a brief appearance in the previous finals, was now looking at the beauty on the sofa with a respectful expression, accompanied by his several equally terrifying colleagues.

"thump--"

Led by the Skull Stitcher, three high-level supernatural beings, capable of causing a disaster in the outside world, stood in neat rows and performed an extremely humble bow to the white figure.

"Good day, Your Majesty. Best regards."

...? ? ?

The viewers in the live stream felt as if their worldview had been severely shaken.

The administrator of the hunting game... gave a player... a grand gift?

"I already know the purpose of your trip."

After a long while, the beauty on the sofa finally moved.

She merely raised her eyes slightly, extended her slender fingers, and gently stroked the white feather covering her eyes. Her voice was cold and unreadable.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you."

The skull-stitching creatures looked strange, their heads bowed even lower.

Disturbance? Your mere presence here is the biggest "disturbance" we can experience!

Of course, they only dared to mutter these words to themselves.

"My purpose in coming here is to find traces of Him. I came here simply because I sense the presence of the old royal court."

The beautiful woman's voice was ethereal, as if she were explaining something, or perhaps talking to herself.

"If I leave it alone, and those things sprout from the ground right now, it will be something you can't handle."

What?!

The skull-stitching man suddenly looked up, and the several strange creatures around him froze in place.

Beneath their feet... are there things from the royal court?

This six-star dungeon castle is a site they carefully selected and modified several times. It can be said that they know every single brick here like the back of their hand.

But they never discovered that something was hidden underground!

A chill ran through the hearts of these eerie creatures that had no sweat glands.

"Thank you... thank you for the reminder, Your Majesty!" The skull-stitching man's voice trembled slightly.

"But..." He hesitated for a moment, ultimately unable to suppress the wildfire of questions growing within him, "What we're most curious about is, what kind of being is this 'Master' you speak of?"

"And what kind of relationship do you have with that person?"

The beauty fell silent.

Beneath those pristine white feathers, no one could discern her expression.

In the live stream, all the viewers held their breath; this was the question they most wanted to know.

"The Lord is the Lord. He is the supreme and the only Lord."

"As for what the relationship is..." The beauty seemed to have an answer, but she paused when she was about to speak, as if she remembered something.

In the end, she simply shook her head slightly and turned to look at the several eerie creatures kneeling on the ground.

"Before answering this question, I need to ask you a few things."

The men who stitched up the skulls were flattered and quickly said, "Your Majesty, please speak! It is our honor!"

They even felt that being able to answer the questions of this being was an unparalleled honor.

"I once had a friend," the beauty said calmly, after carefully choosing her words, "who would go and wipe out an entire race of someone just because I smiled at them unintentionally."

"I just thought the elven harp sounded really nice, so I praised it a few times. She then assumed I was close to the elves, and so... you know, the Moon Forest was gone."

"Of course, this could just be a coincidence. My question is, how do you define this kind of behavior?"