The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 65: Want to be a hero

"Don't you drink more?"

The middle-aged man with black hair and eyes, and facial features as deep as a statue, held the wine glass in his right hand and clinked it with the werewolf girl beside him.

He whispered in a gentle manner: "The wine here is not bad. Or...are you still nervous?"

"No, I just——"

Feeling Ghirlandaio's warm breath blowing against her ears, blowing the gray-white fluff, Doreen immediately jumped up and sat up straight.

She subconsciously made a loud noise.

But she quickly reacted, and before others turned their gazes to her, she immediately shook her ears, lay on the table and remained silent.

Dorine turned her head and said in a low voice: "Because, Mr. Ghirlandaio... I can't tell the quality of the wine...

"We werewolves are all like this, we have no taste for wine."

"Are werewolves a race that cannot drink?"

Annan was a little surprised.

Doreen shook her head.

"That's not the case."

She whispered: "You can still drink it, and you won't get alcohol poisoning like a wolf.

"It's just that we werewolves can only taste bitterness when we drink. Therefore, no matter how good the wine is, it makes no difference to us.

“If we need to drink to cheer ourselves up, or if we want to get drunk, we only drink the worst wine... because the bitterness has washed away the taste of everything else.”

"...oh?"

Ghirlandaio was slightly startled when he heard this: "Is that so..."

"Yes, yes!"

Dolene grimaced: "I don't like drinking very much...it's just because it's too bitter.

"Compared with more expensive wines, those cheap light wines can be less bitter; in this case, you can drink a little bit and it will be regarded as clearing the mouth and appetizing."

...Is it because it's too light?

Ghirlandaio couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

——Wait.

He suddenly remembered something, and his movement of lifting the wine glass hesitated slightly.

His brother Dmitri seems to have mentioned... that he likes to drink bad wine.

Logically speaking, as the former first heir to the Duke of Winter, he should not even be exposed to bad wine. After all, that kind of alcohol can do quite a lot of damage to the body... especially for a liver-burning player like Dmitri.

...could this be related to the werewolf Bella?

"Ghirlandaio...my lord!"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind.

Hearing this, Ghirlandaio turned his head curiously.

He saw Lin Yiyi for the first time, then looked behind her and saw Neuser and the other two players.

So Ghirlandaio smiled and waved to the three of them.

Seeing this, Neuser reached out helplessly and slapped his forehead.

——All in vain.

"One by one."

Ghirlandaio clasped his hands together and smiled gently at Lin Yiyi: "Sorry, I'm late. I'm really sorry."

"...No, it's okay."

At that moment, Lin Yiyi, through Ghirlandaio, had a vision of Annan with his hands clasped together and a smile.

Silver shawl hair, blue and green eyes as clear as gems - it would be even cuter if she could close one eye and tilt her head slightly.

——Ah, just think about it.

Lin Yiyi silently closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, with a peaceful expression on her face as if she had become a Buddha on the spot.

...From this point of view, Ghirlandaio should be regarded as the leader of the virtual organization who is the most beautiful boy?

Both the organization itself and the leader of the organization are virtual.

——But at least people are real. So is the mission.

That's enough.

Lin Yiyi occasionally thinks that fortunately she appears in this "game" as a savior, a brave, and a hero...or in this world.

If she came to this world as a member of the Demon King... Looking at these living people and the real relationships, she also felt that it would be difficult for her to accept the fate of destroying them all.

At the beginning, although Lin Yiyi knew that this was probably a different world, she still had no real sense of it. To her, this is a magical game.

But in her later contact with these "aboriginal people", through communicating, working, fighting, and cooperating with them, she gradually understood.

——This is indeed another world.

Different from Jiu'er - Jiu'er has already had the consciousness to kill, or he has not yet understood the nature of the world. It's possible.

After Lin Yiyi realized this, it was difficult for Lin Yiyi to accept the step of killing others to gain experience. Maybe it was a moral obsession... But she always felt that if the "monster" she really killed was a real person, especially someone with a family, she would feel guilty.

Of course, Lin Yiyi will still kill the truly hateful people or those who attack her.

But what she killed was not as easy as killing the bandits and the guards in the Viscount's belly in the first place...

It's not "as a player, kill monsters", but "as a hero, kill villains".

It is killing that requires consciousness.

She doesn’t know whether this change is good or bad...

But now she wants to be a hero.

"Lord Ghirlandaio..."

Lin Yiyi hesitated: "Can we continue to stay here and solve the problem of the sporulation mill?"

She was a little worried whether Annan was in trouble.

If she followed her "initial impulse" when she first entered the game, if Annan encountered any trouble, she would definitely rush over happily and ask to take over the task.

This can definitely gain a lot of favor!

I licked it.jpg

But now it's different.

She came into contact with Neusel several times, and chatted several times with the underground residents while shopping.

She realized how much trouble an unsolvable nightmare had caused to the locals, Neusel and the childhood sweetheart he was pursuing.

And Lin Yiyi felt that she could indeed purify this nightmare—their decryption progress had advanced to the second floor of the Sporadic Mill.

We are very close to the end. If you work harder, you might be able to pass the level. Then the nightmare can be purified and the lives of the residents of this city can be changed.

Lin Yiyi realized...this was indeed something she could do.

When she was very young, she also dreamed of becoming a superhero.

Yes, although she is a girl, Lin Yiyi's dream is not Disney's magical princess, but a comic superhero.

She occasionally fantasized that if she had superpowers, some huge monster might suddenly appear when she was in school. And at this time, she can make a grand appearance like a hero and save her teachers and classmates - those people will be surprised that their monitor is actually a person with super powers.

But there is no doubt that on the other side of the earth... her dream will never come true.

It's different now.

Lin Yiyi felt very clearly that she was being needed.

She can change the fate of others.

Maybe she can even save the world!

She once heard that the most important thing in RPG games is the "feeling of role playing". Players will gradually bring their own cognition into the character and experience this "virtual second life".

——What she is experiencing now is an extremely real second life.

"I want to stay here. ~IndoMTL.com~" She repeated a second time: "I want to cleanse the nightmare for them." ”

Looking at the light gradually rising in Lin Yiyi's eyes.

Ghirlandaio smiled happily.

"Of course."

He gently put his hands on Lin Yiyi's shoulders.

Those strong hands grasped her shoulders firmly. Although it was a stone statue, its skin was soft and warm, making Lin Yiyi's heart beat faster.

"Rather, that's why I'm here."

Ghirlandaio chuckled: "My problem has been taken care of.

“Want to save others? This kind of good thing cannot be left to you.

"——Let me come too."