The Righteous Player(s)

Chapter 522 Want to Be a Hero
"Don't you want to drink more?"

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

He whispered gently, "The wine here is pretty good. Or...are you still nervous?"

"No, I just—"

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

She subconsciously made a loud noise.

But she quickly realized that before anyone else turned their attention to her, she immediately shook her ears, lay down on the table and kept silent.

Doreen turned her head and said in a low voice: "Because, Master Ghirlandaio... I can't tell whether the wine is good or bad...

"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.

"not like this."

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

"It's just that we werewolves can only taste bitterness when we drink. So no matter how good the wine is, it doesn't make any difference to us.

"If we need to drink to lift our spirits, or want to get drunk, we only drink the worst wine ... because the bitterness has washed out all other flavors."

"……Oh?"

Ghirlandaio was slightly taken aback when he heard the words: "Is that so..."

"Yes Yes!"

Doreen said with a bitter face: "I don't really like drinking...just because it's too bitter.

"And compared to more expensive wines, those cheap light wines can still be less bitter; in this case, you can still drink a little bit, and it will be a refreshing appetizer."

...Is it because it is too light?

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

--and many more.

He suddenly remembered something, and the movement of raising the wine glass froze slightly.

His older brother, Dmitry, seems to have mentioned that... he likes bad wine.

Logically speaking, as the former first heir of Duke Winter, he shouldn't even have been exposed to bad wine.After all, that kind of alcohol can still do a lot of damage to the body... especially for a player like Dmitri, who is a hot-blooded player.

...could this have anything to do with the werewolf Bella?
"Ghirlandaio... my lord!"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind.

When Ghirlandaio heard this, he turned his head curiously.

He saw Lin Yiyi for the first time, followed her to look behind her, and saw Niussel and the other two players.

So Ghirlandaio smiled and waved to the three of them.

Seeing this, Niusel stretched out his hand helplessly, and slapped himself on the forehead.

—It was all in vain.

"all."

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

"...No, it's fine."

At that moment, through Ghirlandaio, Lin Yiyi hallucinated Annan with his hands clasped together and a smile on his face.

Silver shawl hair, blue-green pupils that are as clear as gemstones—it would be even cuter if you can close one eye and tilt your head slightly.

—Ah, let me think about it.

Lin Yiyi silently closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, with a peaceful expression like a Buddha on the spot.

...From this point of view, Ghirlandaio should be regarded as the leader of the virtual organization of the peerless handsome 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, fortunately, she appears in this "game" as a savior, as a brave man, as a hero...or in this world.

If she came to this world as the demon king's party... Looking at the real people and the incomparable relationships, she also felt that it was difficult for her to accept the fate of destroying everything.

At the very beginning, although Lin Yiyi knew that this might be a different world, she still didn't feel it.For her, this is a magical game.

But in the later contact with these "indigenous peoples", after communicating, working with, fighting and cooperating with them, she gradually understood.

——This is truly another world.

Unlike Jiu'er—Jiu'er has already had the consciousness to kill people, or has not yet understood the nature of this world.It's all possible.

After Lin Yiyi realized this, it was difficult for Lin Yiyi to accept the step of killing others to gain experience.Maybe it's moral cleanliness... But she always feels that if the "monster" she really kills is a real person, especially a person with a family, she will have a sense of guilt.

Of course, Lin Yiyi would still kill anyone who was truly hateful or who attacked her.

But what she killed was not as easy as killing the robbers and the guards of the Viscount's Mansion at the beginning... It was so easy.

Not "as a player, kill monsters", but "as a hero, kill villains".

It is a killing that requires awareness.

She didn't know whether this change was good or bad...

But now she wants to be a hero.

"Master Ghirlandaio..."

Lin Yiyi hesitated to speak: "Can we stay here to solve the problem of the spore mill?"

She was a little worried whether Annan had encountered some trouble.

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

This can definitely earn a lot of goodwill!

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But now it's different.

She came into contact with Niussel a few times, and chatted with the underground residents a few times while shopping.

She realizes how much an unsolvable nightmare has plagued the locals, Niuesser and his childhood sweetheart.

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

It's very close to the end.No matter how hard you try, you might be able to pass the level.Then the nightmare can be purified, and the lives of the residents of the city can be changed.

Lin Yiyi realized... This is indeed something she can 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 book superhero.

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

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

It's different now.

Lin Yiyi felt very clearly that she was being needed.

She can change the fate of others.

Maybe, she might even be able to save the world!
She has heard that the most important thing about RPG games is the "playing sense".Players will gradually bring their own cognition into the role and experience this "virtual second life".

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

"I want to stay here."

She repeated a second time: "I want to purify their nightmares."

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

Ghirlandaio smiled gratifiedly.

"of course can."

Gently, he rested his hands on Lin Yiyi's shoulders.

Those strong hands held her shoulders firmly.Although it was a stone statue, the skin was soft and warm, which made Lin Yiyi's heart beat faster.

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

Ghirlandaio smiled lightly: "The problem on my side has been dealt with.

"Want to save others? This kind of good thing can't be left to you.

"—Let me come too."

　Chapter 2, updated!
　　After finishing the foreshadowing plot at the beginning of the second volume, you can start asking for tickets~
　　Another: Someone asked me today who is Doreen's voice actress (?)?

　　What a strange question, and why is it Doreen... If you want to describe it, then I think it should be Bernardita in Fire Emblem (

　　By the way, brother Dmitry's appearance and voice should be the feeling of El Mello II (
　　
　
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