Card simulation, starting with the Goblin Deserter

Unable to get a reply from Soraka, Hayes simply entered the simulation world.

It doesn't matter if the Violet venom can't be cured, as long as he stops Kaka from touching that wine glass.

Through the first simulation, he confirmed that he had indeed gained "Kaka's friendship".

-

The familiar smell of alcohol wafted into his nose. Hayes opened his eyes, silently reviewed his plan, and then, without hesitation, overturned the table.

The spilled liquor reflected the astonished faces of the centurion and Kaka.

"you..."

"He's put violet venom in our wine glasses to poison us!"

While the centurion was still in a daze, Hayes had already delivered a long speech fluently, as if he were telling a stand-up comedy routine.

The simple-minded Kaka moved faster than he thought, grabbing the centurion by the neck while questioning Hayes.

"Lieutenant, I need to see the evidence!"

Hayes immediately picked up the wine glass from the ground and brought it close to Kaka's eyes.

There was a faint purple stain on the rim of the wine glass, which was soaked in limescale.

He sniffed the air, his expression changed instantly, and the next second he raised his fist and smashed a dent into the centurion's face.

In his final moments before dying, the centurion stared at Hayes with a mixture of doubt and resentment, as if to say: How did you know?

Unfortunately, he never had the chance to ask again.

With a snap, he released his grip, and the centurion's body lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mud.

He ignored the bloodstains on the back of his fingers, covered his face with his hands, and said dejectedly.

"Lieutenant, you're right, he really did poison it."

"In the end, they still couldn't accept me, a person of a different bloodline..."

The familiar "cutscene" didn't interest Hayes. He quickly ran to the tent entrance and pressed his ear to listen to the sounds outside.

A series of chaotic footsteps approached from afar; the price of killing the centurion was alerting the rest of the goblins in the camp!

Hayes immediately summoned Five-Five-One, who this time did not fail to perform, transforming into Centurion Keke as the two had agreed beforehand.

"This is?!"

Kaka was startled, but Hayes' stern gaze silenced him.

At the same time, "Keke" straightened his animal skin clothes, pushed aside the curtain, and swaggered out.

The goblin squad that was rushing over from a short distance immediately stopped and said respectfully.

"Centurion, we heard noises coming from inside the tent..."

"Keke" recalled the speech Hayes had made him memorize beforehand, sneered, and said, "Everything's taken care of. Send a few people in to clean up."

Upon hearing this, the goblins exchanged puzzled glances, but a few of them were overjoyed, their eyes gleaming with delight!

"Sir, I'll clean up!"

"Me too! I'll join in!"

The goblins who knew the inside story rushed into the tent. Seeing this, "Kek" took the opportunity to disperse the other goblins and returned to the tent a beat later.

As the curtain was lifted, alcohol mixed with the stench of blood rushed into the nostrils of the goblins.

The goblin at the front immediately spotted the corpse lying on the ground deep inside the camp, and he swayed with satisfaction.

"Rumor has it that this bastard possesses immense strength and extraordinary combat prowess, but to me, he's not even a hair's breadth from the centurion!"

A goblin following behind chimed in with a laugh, "In that case, His Highness the Prince will surely reward us handsomely!"

"Who knows, in a few days we might have to call him 'Commander,' hahaha..."

Several goblins, laughing and chatting, walked into the depths of the camp.

At this moment, one of the goblins suddenly stopped laughing and stared intently at the corpse lying face down on the ground: "Strange, wasn't that bastard quite large?"

"How come it shrank even after turning into a corpse?"

"It's probably because the weather is too cold, causing thermal expansion and contraction."

"Oh, right... what does thermal expansion and contraction mean?" Before the goblin could figure it out, it suddenly heard a scream.

The two goblins who had turned the corpse over retreated and collapsed to the ground, their terrified expressions as if they had witnessed something extremely horrific!

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The goblins behind hurried forward, but they were so horrified by the sight of Centurion Keke's corpse lying on the ground that their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!

"Kek" approached, smiled, glanced at the corpse on the ground, then looked at the group of goblins, and slowly raised his right hand to make a peace sign.

The next second, two figures rushed out from the shadows of the camp's blind spot, like the black and white impermanence who would take lives, reaping the lives of the goblins inside the camp one by one.

You have killed a Tier 2 goblin, gaining 23 experience points.

You have killed a Tier 1 goblin, gaining 7 experience points.

...

There were a total of seven goblins, and their first and second tier strength was no match for Hayes and Kaka.

Feeling his physique slowly growing stronger, Hayes glanced regretfully at the centurion who was almost "hard" lying on the ground.

The experience points from these seven goblins combined are less than those from a centurion. It seems that the amount of experience points is directly proportional to the rank of the unit killed!

At this moment, more and more footsteps came from outside the camp. Although these goblins were not a threat in terms of strength, they were quite good at screaming for help.

"Keke" tidied up her clothes and was about to go out to try her old trick again, but this time she was stopped by Hayes.

"Too many goblins died, the smell of blood is too strong to hide," Hayes explained.

"Your magic is almost depleted, so come back and rest."

"Keke" reverted to Wu Wu Kai and obediently returned to the cards, but his expression showed some regret.

He even wanted to impersonate a centurion and go out to tell the goblins, "All troops, listen to my command, commit suicide!"

What a pity, maybe next time...

Hayes then turned to look at Kaka, who, despite being covered in blood and exuding a murderous aura, seemed completely unprepared for how things would unfold.

Hayes beckoned to him and instructed, "Big guy, we'll do this later..."

-

Outside the tent

Almost all the goblins in the camp were drawn by the scream, including the group of goblins that Kaka had brought.

The leading goblin captains each had their own agendas.

They could already smell the faint stench of blood emanating from inside the tent. If they hadn't known that the centurion was inside, they probably would have already ordered their men to rush in.

One of the deputies stepped forward and tentatively called out, "Commander, were you just reprimanding the soldiers?"

No one responded.

The squad leaders exchanged glances, about to order a charge into the tent, when they suddenly saw several blood-soaked corpses thrown out of the tent and landed in front of them.

The goblins were immediately in an uproar, but before they could react, they saw Hayes and Kaka supporting the centurion's corpse and walking out with "grief" on their faces.

Hayes staggered a few steps, and just at the right moment, exhausted, he knelt down in the most conspicuous position in front of the goblins.

He did not cry out immediately, but instead gently laid down the centurion's body with trembling hands and ran his blood-stained hand heavily across his eyes.

When he raised his face again, his eyes were bloodshot, filled with grief and indignation!

"Our superiors were betrayed and killed by these lurking traitors while protecting us!"

"The corps leader and I fought back with our lives and managed to kill them all... but sir, sir, he!"

Hayes's voice choked at just the right moment, delivering the unequivocal definitions of "assassin," "traitor," and "hero" into the ears of every goblin.

Kaka, who was forcing a sad face behind him, was stunned. Fortunately, all the goblins' attention was on Hayes at that moment, so the mistake wasn't exposed.

It wasn't over yet. Hayes struggled to his feet, drew the short blade that symbolized his status from his centurion's waist, raised it high above his head, and roared angrily!

"An eye for an eye! We swear to avenge the centurion!"

"Entire camp, immediately declare martial law and thoroughly investigate any remaining instigators!!"