This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

No matter how good natural things are, they can't compare to the taste of crops cultivated by magic, grown specifically to meet people's needs.

Therefore, plants picked from the wild, which may be malnourished, are not necessarily considered high-end by this owner.

"Let's just follow them anyway." Leona thought for a while but still didn't get an answer, so she waved to everyone and followed them again.

……

"Huff...huff..." The boss was already out of breath from running. His two legs, which were already weak, began to lose feeling and became as soft as overcooked noodles.

His face was filled with fear and despair. Excessive fatigue was wearing down his will, slowing down his jogging pace.

thump!

The boss finally collapsed from exhaustion.

The sudden fall caused his legs to cramp immediately, and the sudden stop while running made his vision go black, causing him to faint.

But as he passed out, a sense of relief appeared on his face.

He lay there quietly, seemingly unconscious and unlikely to wake up anytime soon.

A few minutes later, four girls emerged from a bush nearby and surrounded him with complicated expressions.

"How come his stamina is so bad? He's only run three kilometers, and he's already like this?" Leona looked at her boss lying motionless on the ground in disbelief.

“He’s dying,” Agnes suddenly said.

"Huh?" Leona was taken aback.

Rebecca walked over and frowned as she looked at her boss lying on the ground. He seemed to have really collapsed from overwork, and running three kilometers at once was too difficult for this elderly and frail man. His breathing and heartbeat were quite erratic, and if no one took care of him, he might really die here.

“I’m certain he didn’t detect our tracking, so why is he running so desperately?” Rebecca pondered, rubbing her chin as she opened a small spatial rift and retrieved a bottle of potion from her laboratory.

"Perhaps he isn't an evil god puppet? Or is he some new type of evil god puppet?" Sophia couldn't understand the current situation either.

"Let's save him first. We can't just let him die like this. After all, he hasn't done anything wrong." Rebecca said, turning the boss over and pouring the potion into his mouth.

The potion went down the boss's throat and into his stomach, immediately taking effect. The boss's entire condition was restored to its best state by this highly effective, high-grade potion, which might be worth more than 10,000 Imperial Coins on the market.

The boss's muscle damage, heartbeat, breathing, and even blood pressure all returned to normal, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Upon waking up, the first thing I saw was the four maids brought by the guest who had come to stay that day.

"You... how did you get here..." The shopkeeper looked at the girls with some confusion.

The girls exchanged glances, then Rebecca spoke up: "We found you suspicious after you left the hotel, so we followed you here. Now tell us, what are you doing in this deserted place in the middle of the night?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into tears.

"Help me... I can't take it anymore..."

Chapter 355 Unexpected Events

The boss's sudden request for help left the girls a little confused.

"What's going on?" Leona looked at her companions, but the other girls didn't know why their boss was suddenly asking for help.

And judging from his appearance, he really seems to need help?

"Please help me, maids, I really can't take it anymore!" the innkeeper said, two lines of tears streaming uncontrollably down his cheeks, his expression one of extreme pain and struggle. "That waitress at our inn is a demon! She's been tormenting me for years!"

"Huh?" The girls' eyes widened.

"Quick! Go back immediately—Sophia!" Rebecca immediately realized.

Although the boss initially acted very much like an evil god's puppet and seemed very obsessed with the so-called "high-end," the girls overlooked one issue: such behavior does not necessarily have to be that of an evil god's puppet.

He always talks about high-end things, and he gets very nervous or even scared if someone says anything that doesn't fit the definition of high-end. This is because he is now under someone else's control.

The waitress who had been guarding Abyss and Flora was actually the puppet of the evil god. The boss had run all the way here, even risking exhaustion, all because of that waitress's coercion! He was merely bait, a diversionary tactic!

The Lord of Delusion took advantage of their habitual thinking and tricked them ruthlessly!

Upon hearing Rebecca's words, Sophia silently rushed out under the cover of shadow magic. However, after running two kilometers in an instant, she realized that she did not seem to be getting close to the town. She seemed to be misled by some force and kept going in circles.

"Something's wrong, I can't get there now!" Sophia immediately reported. "What power is that evil god puppet using to prevent me from getting close to the town!"

"It seems we've lost contact with the Abyss as well. When I try to connect to the Abyss through mind sharing, all I can hear are a bunch of strange noises," Leona said at this moment.

"The spatial rift cannot be opened." Agnes promptly relayed the message sent back by the people inside Helheim to everyone.

“This… how about I squeeze through the crack between worlds!” Sophia said at this moment. Her voice sounded anxious; the safety of both Abyss and Flora was very important to her.

“No, don’t use the World Rift. This ability should never be used lightly in front of the Lord of Delusion. He has kept you as his puppet for over forty years and knows your abilities well. He certainly wouldn’t be unaware of this.” Rebecca immediately stopped Sophia from doing so.

"Oh no... what should we do?" Sofia was extremely anxious. "Rebecca, you have to think of something!"

"Tsk..." Rebecca frowned deeply. "It was my oversight again..."

……

While the four members of the family were trapped outside the town, Abyss was sitting with Flora, playing a game of chess.

Flora had never played chess much. Although she had learned to play chess during her lifetime, it was only as a skill, not a game.

The opportunity to play chess with Abyss for the purpose of a game was something Flora found very novel.

Abyss wasn't good at chess either; he had only just learned the rules from Flora. Although he showed great aptitude on his first try, he was still a bit clumsy compared to Flora, who had formally studied chess.

"Hmm... I'm about to capture your bishop." Abyss picked up his "Knight" piece and, with a hint of smugness, captured Flora's bishop.

Flora smiled and moved her chariot a step.

"Hmm?" Abyss glanced at it. "Oh... it seems I'm going to lose. You're definitely the better one."

"You've only just learned to play chess," Flora said with a smile. "I can teach you properly tonight, okay?"

"You're sleepy, why don't you go to sleep?"

"No... I want to play a little longer." Flora even dared to act coquettishly when she was alone with Abyss.

"Then whatever you say." Abyss reached out and patted Flora's head. "But be careful, I'm getting stronger and stronger."

"I'm not afraid of you, and I'll get stronger and stronger too," Flora said, raising her little fist in a show of defiance.

She was just about to put the chessboard back when she suddenly thought of the other people, so she looked at Abyss curiously and asked.

"Oh, by the way, where are Abyss and Rebecca? I saw them go out right after they finished eating."

"Them? They're planning to go out for a walk, since they've been spending time with us..."

Abyss naturally knew that the others had gone out to track down the boss who was likely a puppet of the evil god, but of course he couldn't tell Flora.

"Oh...I see...I feel a little guilty towards them..." Flora seemed somewhat remorseful at this moment.

She felt a little giddy after Abyss confessed his feelings to her. While enjoying Abyss's tenderness, she suddenly remembered that the other girls might be jealous.

"Don't think about these things during your holiday," Abis said with a smile, patting Flora on the shoulder. "Wait until your holiday is over before you think about how to make it up to them."

"Mmm!" Flora nodded, blushing.

Just as Abyss and Flora were chatting quietly in the room, the waitress, who had been ignored by everyone, slowly walked towards the room where Abyss and Flora were, carrying a sharp scythe.

The waitress, who was normally polite and quiet, was now behaving completely differently:

Her eyes had turned bloodshot. Black mud churned faintly inside her nostrils and ears. Her steps were slow but steady, and utterly silent. The scythe in her hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight, but because everyone in the town was resting at home, no one could see it.

To ensure Flora could enjoy their time together as much as possible, Abyss had donned a new body with physical abilities nearly identical to an ordinary person, and Flora had done the same. Neither of them was aware that a woman wielding a sharp scythe was slowly approaching from outside.

“A high-class hotel…should decorate the walls with high-class human heads…” the receptionist muttered to herself. Her voice was soft and quickly swallowed by the night.

Just as the waitress had entered the courtyard and was about to walk into the hotel, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"That's enough, Miss." The newcomer was none other than Rebecca, who was supposed to be unable to enter from the outskirts. Her expression was somewhat helpless. "This is all we can do now. Sigh... I'm not good at fighting."

Chapter 356 The Hotel Owner's Nightmare

The waitress visibly paused upon seeing Rebecca.

She clearly saw Rebecca run out with the other maids, so why is she here again?

Rebecca shook her head somewhat helplessly, took out a bottle of potion from her pocket, and faced the waitress who was standing there.

"Sigh... I never thought my last-ditch effort would actually work now." Rebecca held the potion in her hand, her face showing no fear despite her lack of combat skills. "It seems that now I'm the only one who can stop this evil god puppet."

Like Abyss, Rebecca was a very cautious person. Although she had found her boss to be very suspicious and was even fairly certain that he was the puppet of the evil god, she still didn't foolishly let everyone chase after him.

If they are all lured away, then the defenses around Abyss and Flora will be very weak.

Although Rebecca hadn't expected that the waitress who had seemed so inconspicuous was actually a puppet of an evil god, she had prepared for the boss's return. When she and Sophia chased after him, she deliberately used the new bionic alchemical doll as her body, leaving her own body behind and hiding it from everyone else.

This is why she was out of breath when she chased after them. It wasn't her original body, but an alchemical doll that simulated her past physical abilities, so it was easy for her to get tired. Running three kilometers continuously, even with Sophia pulling her along, was still a heavy physical burden for her.

She originally intended to use herself as a teleportation point to open the spatial rift in Helheim, so that others who left the town to catch up with their boss could easily return without disturbing Flora.

But now, the town is filled with the same abnormal magic that interfered with the opening of spatial rifts in Helheim that was present in the Council of the Dead. This is, of course, the work of the Delusion Master. Although His command efficiency over his puppets is not very high, He is still able to do this.

Therefore, Rebecca now has no choice but to step forward and fight, as she cannot allow this evil god puppet to actually disturb Abyss and Flora.

"Now I can't even open the Anywhere Door anymore," Rebecca complained, chanting a spell to create a soundproof barrier.

Although her magical skill level was only average, at the level of an intermediate mage, it was still enough to create a soundproof barrier.

"Don't stop me." The waitress's voice was very low, completely different from when she was serving them earlier, like a wolf howling.

"That's impossible. You're not qualified to bother them—you're not high enough, you're too low-class."

Rebecca gave a cold laugh and said to the waitress.

"What did you say?" The waitress's already bloodshot eyes were now almost bulging out.

Rebecca had already guessed when she discovered that the boss was not a puppet of the evil god that the obsession with "high-end" was not actually the boss's obsession, but the waitress's obsession.

Rebecca is confronting the waitress, while the girls over there have already learned the whole story from the boss.

It turns out that six years ago, the owner, who was getting old and had difficulty maintaining the cleanliness and service quality of the hotel, hired two chefs and a waitress. This should have been a sign that the hotel was gradually getting back on track, but he never expected that it would be the beginning of a nightmare.

The waitress presented herself as a very well-mannered and extremely professional waitress during the interview, and she asked for a very low salary, only requesting a place to stay in the hotel.

High-quality employees who ask for little pay are in high demand everywhere, and the boss naturally wouldn't let go of such a high-quality employee. He quickly agreed to let the waitress stay at the hotel.