My Player 2

Chapter 96 Reward
Until the end, the two hesitant kittens still couldn't explain clearly what tithe was.

But the brother still promised that he would take the two of them to meet the king.

After a night's rest, the two of them followed the upright-walking Siamese cat and walked into the palace through the main gate as their brother's attendants.

When walking through the sky gardens planted with huge tropical plants.

The well-proportioned white-haired elf poked the Shadow Clan wrapped in shadows, pointed at the flag at the entrance of the inner hall, and whispered:
"It's the flag of the Salvation Army."

The Shadow Clan member nodded.

Since there is the flag of the Savior Army, the saint that Maomao mentioned most likely believes in the "God of Creation".

The Saviors can be said to be the organization that players are most familiar with in the first week.

After all, almost all the NPCs from other forces have died, with only one or two left at most.

But players can always find a group of guys who call themselves the Saviors in all kinds of remote places.

I just don't know why the saint here is mixed with monsters.

Guarding both sides of the palace gate were a pair of palace guard knights riding tall warhorses and wearing full golden armor.

They are all level 60 golden monsters.

"Broken Leg" scanned their information and found that their attributes and characteristics were very weak, which could be said to be a shame for elite monsters, but they were still much better than himself.

After all, although he was also level 60, he was still a silver-level [Blade Singer] because he had not yet completed the advancement.

If you attack two palace guards, the possibility of failure is high.

After entering the palace, a palace attendant wearing a tuxedo and with a back straighter than a ruler came to greet him.

He took the two men and the cat and walked towards the "Tax Payment Room" on the right side of the palace.

On the way, Legs Master scanned the servant's information and found out that it was a Lv20 "faulty robot".

Sure enough, not only the residents along the way, but also the people in the palace are monsters.

When they walked to the tax room, there were already quite a few cat people gathered there.

American Shorthair, Tabby, Ragdoll, Big Orange, Garfield... I have to say, these little guys who are almost exactly the same as the "Elu Cat" in Monster Hunter are so cute.

Whoever saw it wanted to put one in a sack and take it home.

After waiting for a while, when all the cats that needed to pay taxes had gathered, a few cats in maid costumes walked out from the small room in the hall.

They each picked up a cat and took them back to the small room.

After a while, some strange, or somewhat... obscene "meow" sounds were heard from the small room.

"Don't meow~~!"

"Meow~ Too exciting meow~~!"

"I have to pay taxes, meow! I have to pay taxes, meow~!"

The two players looked at each other.

So this is what you call the tithe?
You only start paying taxes every ten months. It turns out that this is to wait until the cats are in heat, and then make cat films, right?

When I thought about the Siamese cat that almost worked itself to death because of excessive taxation, "Both I and the end game are regrettable" I was speechless.

Sure enough, the neutered Hakimi is a good cat.

There was a message alert sound coming from the background, she switched it off and found that it was a message from "Broken Leg".

——This was the first time he took the initiative to send me a message.

"Both I and the endgame are regretful." I was in a good mood and decided that even if the other party made some inappropriate jokes, I would be generous and not care about it this time.

But the boring thing is that this guy just sent a series of scanned screenshots of female meows wearing maid outfits.

They, like the civilians along the way, were also disguised as monsters...

After posting the screenshot, 『Broken Leg』 added:

"Rule Weirdness No. 4: Female cat people are monsters in disguise."

"What do you think of the plot here?" asked the white-haired elf.

"The backyard cattery." The Shadow Clan member said concisely.

"Your thoughts are really jumping."

With this little information, what else can we do except guess? "Broken leg" muttered in his heart.

He really wanted to post this weird plot on the forum and ask those cloud players who couldn't play the game but were speculating on the plot all day long, to help him figure out what was going on.

But he hasn't got the "God Driver" yet and doesn't want to reveal his location to others.

However, while he was still thinking about these things, "I and the Ending Game Are Regrets" sent him a screenshot of the post she had just edited.

"I just sorted out this plot and planned to post it on the forum. Can you help me check it first to see if there is anything to add?" she said.

"There's no problem with the content, but you'd better post it in the 'Speak Your Mind' section, as there are a lot of plot fans there who didn't qualify for the draw." 'Broken A Leg' still gave a suggestion.

……

The sound of "meow meow meow" continued to echo in the hall.

After the initial exchange, the two leaned against the wall awkwardly, not saying a word.

After the cat people paid their taxes, a weak Siamese cat came over. His belt was loose and his hair was a lot drier.

"I have already applied to His Majesty, meow. I will be able to see His Majesty soon, meow!" he said weakly.

After a while, the servants counted the taxes and took them away to the throne room to receive rewards.

The followers of the other cats did not follow, but because they had informed in advance, the two players were allowed to follow the Siamese cat.

They went back to the main hall from the side hall and came to the throne room in the center of the castle. They saw the king sitting on the throne very smoothly.

He was a completely stereotypical old man with a white beard, who looked like he came out of a fairy tale.

The moment they saw him, they both scanned his information.

It's an NPC whose level can't be swept.

He couldn't even sweep out the level 60 "Broken Leg", which meant he was at least a legendary warrior.

Fortunately, at least it’s not a monster.

The king seemed to be very approachable. He didn't put on airs the whole time and always had a kind smile on his face.

He first praised the cats for their tax-paying behavior, and then gave rewards to the cats based on the amount of taxes they paid.

Even though the cats were meowing all the time, he was still very patient and praised each cat.

After giving rewards to the cats, he let the servants take the cats away and looked at the two outsiders who had been waiting for a long time.

"I heard from Beng Beng that you are guests from the 'Forsaken Land'? Haha, to be able to walk here from a hopeless land full of monsters, you must have experienced a lot of difficulties along the way, right?"

"Both I and the endgame are regretful." He took a half step forward, imitated the cats' previous salute, and bowed:

"Your Majesty, we generally call it the 'Continent of Plenty'."

"The Continent of Plenty? I don't know how many years it has been since I last heard these four words, but it's all in the past. No matter how difficult your life was before, you won't have to suffer anymore in the future."

The king looked back and forth at the two of them, a look of sympathy on his face.

"Just forget the past. Welcome to my country. This is the last Noah's Ark in the apocalypse. It is the Garden of Eden without pain. I allow you to take root here and enjoy the protection of the city."

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty. To be honest, I am a little flattered." The trick of "Both I and the endgame are regrettable" was picked up very well.

"Haha, you guys are new here, it's not easy to gain a foothold here."

As soon as he finished speaking, two palace servants came in from outside holding plates.

"Here are ten pounds of gold and two star agates. They should be enough for you to use for a while. Unfortunately, all the houses in the central city are already occupied. Maybe you have to wait for a while before I can reward you with a house."

"This... You are so generous! Your Highness! I don't know how to thank you!" The white-haired elf praised exaggeratedly.

"Haha, compared to your heroic deeds of crossing the storm, these rewards are nothing. I wonder if you are free. I would like to invite you two to dinner and learn about the situation in the outside world."

The white-haired elf covered his mouth in disgrace, with an expression of being flattered on his face, and even his voice was filled with tears as he spoke:
"It is our pleasure Your Highness."

"Broken Leg", who remained silent throughout the entire process, was glad that he chose the Shadow Clan, allowing his face to be covered by a layer of shadow.

Otherwise, my expression of collapse would definitely let NPC know that something was wrong.

"Both I and the endgame are regretful." On behalf of the Shadow Clan people, he collected the rewards given to the two by the king.

The king stood up with satisfaction, smiled, and made a gesture of invitation, asking the two to follow him to the banquet hall for dinner.

but.

The moment the king stepped down from the throne.

The long-silent "Broken Leg" directly used up 3 [Shadow Points] and activated the characteristics of the Shadow Clan.

Without any warning, he suddenly turned into an incorporeal shadow and rushed towards the throne.

From the crack in the throne.

Got in.

(End of this chapter)