Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

"Don't hold a grudge!" Mil retorted. "I'm a pretty honest person, and I like to get things done directly. What if you forget about it later? So I'll feel guilty if I don't make it up to you now."

"Then what do you want to do?!" the girl shouted in embarrassment and indignation.

All she wanted right now was for this pervert to get away; she didn't want to give a perverted man who stole panties a "private treat."

"How about this, I'll take off my own panties and let you hold them for a while, then we'll be even." Mil gave him a look that said, "You've hit the jackpot."

"Get out of here! You pervert, I'm calling the police!"

"This is not an area under the jurisdiction of the police."

As he spoke, Mir actually untied his belt.

As far as he was concerned, it wasn't his own body that was buying the benefits. If it were his own body, he definitely wouldn't do such a thing, but he didn't care about the doll's body, as long as the other party was a girl with high looks.

"Get out! Get out!!!" The girl quickly covered her face, looking resistant, as if she might bite her tongue and commit suicide at any moment.

"Never mind then, I don't want to show it to you anyway." Mil gave him a look that said, "You ungrateful woman."

Young girl, you once had the chance to answer a question that many beings in another dimension, called "readers," had been dreaming of, but you gave it up.

Whether the Mil doll actually has a certain component remains a mystery.

Chapter 196 If I don't get my revenge, I'm not Patton!

Afterwards, Mir did not choose to travel with the girl. After all, they were not very familiar with each other, and Mir had no reason to protect her. Moreover, the girl seemed quite happy when she heard that he was leaving.

As he ran along the road, Mir looked up at the sky. He didn't know if he was still in the ruins, nor did he know if this world was part of the ruins. But he knew that finding Xia Ye and the others was the top priority.

As he was thinking this, Mil saw a large group of men in white robes discussing something ahead of him, and he felt that he had seen their clothes somewhere before.

“I didn’t expect this to happen at the ruins. Luckily, we have a lot of people here, so even if we’re scattered, we can quickly gather most of us together,” said a person whose clothes looked more expensive than the others, waving his hand.

"What we obtained this time is extremely important. We absolutely cannot let anyone else know that we've gotten something good, understand?"

One of them said confidently, "Don't worry, butler. Our people have already set up a barrier around here. Even a B-rank ability user won't be able to see us from outside the barrier, and no one can possibly enter it."

"Then I'm relieved. Once we bring this back, our 'Moonlight' will be able to achieve its sublimation..."

A man in white robes interrupted him, pointing behind him: "Um... Lord Steward, wasn't it said that no one else can enter this barrier? Why is there a guy behind you dressed differently from us?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Mil, who was being pointed at.

Butler: "...Kill him!!!"

Mir turned and ran, pursued by more than two hundred people wielding various knives, spears, clubs, and unleashing all sorts of magic.

Are people these days so violent? Why do they shout and kill as soon as they meet?

However, he finally remembered who the other party was. "Moonlight" was a notorious cult in this world, which had done everything from burning and killing to looting and plundering, and even sacrificed its own people. No one knew when they suddenly appeared in the world, and no one knew their beliefs, only that they always talked about a "great Lord".

Many countries around the world do not welcome them, and some kingdoms have even launched a ten-year campaign to eradicate them, but they have still not been completely wiped out. I don't know how they managed to sneak in. Did they disguise themselves as normal people to enter the ruins and then change into white robes? That's crazy!

Even as he ran away, Mill kept yelling, "Damn it! Tell me your name, or I'm not Patton if I don't get my revenge!"

The steward hadn't expected the kid they were chasing to be so arrogant. Did this kid think he could threaten him?

"Listen up! The person who's going to kill you is 'Twilight' Butler Puck!" This butler named Puck, completely lacking in common sense, shouted out his own name.

"Ha." Mil ran forward with his lower body, then made a 180-degree turn at his waist and shouted back, "If you're so capable, let's fight one-on-one! What kind of skill is it for so many people to fight me alone?"

The butler was initially startled by Mil's unusual skeletal structure, but upon hearing Mil's words, he scoffed, "Who the hell can gang up on? Fight one-on-one!"

"Damn, that makes a lot of sense. Should we get a few more people next time we fight?" Mir seriously considered this in his mind.

In the deacon's eyes, Mil was already a dead man, because Mil had entered the range of his magic.

Violent lightning began to gather in the deacon's hands, as if he were about to unleash a devastating and powerful attack.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Mil naturally had no intention of wasting any more time with him. He accelerated and slipped out of Parker's sight.

Parker: "...Holy shit!"

Mil, who had already run quite a distance, stopped and looked back to make sure the other side couldn't catch up.

"Pah! How treacherous people are! But it seems they've gotten something..."

Mil wasn't surprised by the people's tendency to kill at the drop of a hat. He believed that even other organizations would think of silencing the witnesses first in such a situation; he had seen too many of these things.

However, since the other party had revealed his name to him, he went back and complained to Eileen, asking her to keep an eye on this person and find an opportunity to kill him.

Just then, Mir spotted a lone Storm Kingdom knight. The knight saw him too, ran over, and slashed him with his sword.

HP-60

Why can't people in this world understand each other? We don't even know each other, so why do we have to turn on each other with swords on our first meeting? Mir sighed inwardly.

Luckily, his shell is tough, otherwise he might have been killed instantly.

When the knight saw that his attack had not caused any damage, he immediately turned around and tried to run away, but Mil grabbed him by the hair. Mil was naturally not going to let go of someone who had intended to kill him from the start.

“Remember who is about to kill you, I am Puck, the butler of ‘Twilight’.” With that, Mir slammed the knight’s head heavily onto the ground, creating a thud and a five-meter-wide crater centered on the knight’s head.

After smashing the man, Mil wanted to check if he was dead, but he accidentally noticed a group of people appearing in his field of vision. Helpless, he had no choice but to run away.

A while later, before the people of "Moonlight" arrived, a sizable group of Storm Kingdom knights came to the scene and discovered the knight lying dead on the ground.

"younger brother!"

The team leader quickly went over and helped him sit up, only to find that he was barely breathing.

"Who is it? Who dares to attack our people!" the leading knight roared in fury.

The knight on the ground, in a final burst of energy, said in a trembling voice, "It was Tsuki... Butler... Puck... to avenge me..."

After he finished speaking, his hand lost its strength and went limp.

A doctor came out of the team and examined her: "She just fainted..."

But the team leader didn't seem to hear that.

"Brother!!" the team leader roared in grief and anger, "Don't die! Who will pay me back if you die?!"

He wanted to use the bond between brothers to awaken his younger brother.

The doctor examined him again: "Strange, he wasn't in any immediate danger, how could he suddenly die..."

At this moment, the people of Twilight also arrived. Their clothing was very distinctive, and the leader recognized them at a glance.

"Which of you... is Parker?" At this moment, the team leader felt as if a thousand ants were tearing at his heart. The thought of his cousin dying before repaying his debts was like a knife to his heart.

If you're dead, you're dead, but at least pay back the money first—a full fifty meters!

The people at dusk looked at each other, and just as the deacon was about to step forward and admit that he was the one, the leader interrupted him:

"Never mind, it's all the same... Kill them!!"

Following their leader's orders, the menacing knights clashed with the cultists.

"Wait..." The deacon felt something was very wrong. How did he know his name?

The astute butler immediately realized he'd been tricked, but the relentless attacks left him no room for explanation. Left with no other choice, he joined the battle, though he still managed to roar out:

"Patton!! I'll never forgive you!!!"

Chapter 197 The Heads of Skeleton Soldiers Are Valuable

It must be said that although every knight of the Storm Kingdom has committed acts of burning, killing, raping, and selling the weak, they are indeed fearless and iron-blooded warriors. Even when outnumbered and when their own men fall one by one, none of them back down. They fight to the very end to exchange several of the enemy's appointments.

Soon after, the only person still standing was the butler. However, he was now at his last gasp. With part of his skull blown off, he would have no chance of survival unless he was treated by a healing ability user in time.

However, his vitality was extremely strong. No one knew what race he was, but with his last strength, he wrote a message on a huge leaf with his own blood—Barton.

He then lost consciousness forever.

After an unknown amount of time, a person wearing a white robe with red threads arrived at the scene, looking indifferently at the corpses scattered on the ground and the two red characters on the leaves.

"Barton?"

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The culprit behind these tragedies was someone who was completely unaware and wandering aimlessly, and even if he knew, he would not feel any guilt.

Leaving aside the cultists, the fact that they can be called cultists already speaks volumes. None of the knights of the Storm Kingdom are innocent. From the moment they became knights of this kingdom, they became criminals and executioners. This is common knowledge in this world.

Although they are called knights, their deeds are even more despicable than those of bandits. Good people in the Storm Kingdom don't live long, let alone knights. Their knightly order plunders certain places at regular intervals. The loot includes money and people, and those who resist are killed.

They euphemistically called this "a regular activity held by the Knights to relieve stress."

It's a miracle that this country hasn't been destroyed. They dare not provoke kingdoms stronger than themselves, so none of these kingdoms dare to initiate an attack on the Storm Kingdom, fearing that a rival kingdom might take the opportunity to attack. Kiana is too lazy to care about all this. She's not entirely inactive in this matter, but there isn't just one "Storm Kingdom" in this world, and she can't be a volunteer hero forever.

The people in this kingdom don't completely ignore these kinds of situations, but as long as they hand over a large portion of the looted goods, they'll pretend they didn't see it.

It's fair to say that people find the name "Storm Kingdom Knights" utterly repulsive.

Mir has stopped running around aimlessly and is now strolling across the grassland as if taking a leisurely walk.

He had no idea how long he had been walking. His "Time Master" couldn't be used as a watch, and he had no sense of time since entering the ruins.

Mir can no longer tell whether this is an independent space within the ruins or the outside world. It doesn't look like the outside world because most of the people he meets are people exploring the ruins. But if it is an independent space, is the sun in the sky real?

However, at this point, Mil discovered the advantage of going alone: ​​he could go out for a walk freely, unlike him who wanted to do so in front of others.

Just as Mil was about to reach his hand to the orb of light on his chest, he felt a slashing motion on his back.

HP-45

He could almost see those subtitles floating above his head.

Mil turned his head expressionlessly, wanting to see which fool dared to treat him like this, but instead he saw a brass skull.

???

Mil took a few glances at the thing that was still swinging its sword and hacking at him. It was a skeleton soldier with a white skeleton body, except for the color of its head.

Mir understands the logic, but doesn't it seem a bit odd to have a skeleton soldier appear in broad daylight? The sun is still shining in the sky!

It's confirmed, this sun is fake!

Although evil spirits like skeletons might be weakened by the sun rather than completely annihilated, this skeleton looks quite energetic as it keeps swinging its arms!

and……

Mir stared at the bronze head of the skeleton soldier. It was the first time he had ever seen a skeleton soldier with such a head. Could skeleton soldiers mutate?