Ren proposed a one-week period, which is an ideal period, but Pester felt very unwilling to accept it.

At first glance, the negotiations seemed to be reasonable, but in the end everything was in line with the participants' plan, which made Pester extremely dissatisfied.

Indeed, I am still a newcomer. Although I call myself a demon king and a rookie, I cannot control the current situation of the game as I want. From a certain perspective, it may be a helpless result. However, what makes Pester most dissatisfied is-

"I said, Ren. If you can save your life within this week... do you think you can defeat the Demon King?"

"Yes." He answered like a spinal reflex. Since Ren himself answered directly without thinking, he was sweating coldly in his heart. Even so, Ren still firmly believed that our comrades would achieve the final victory.

"...Is that true? I understand." Pester turned his originally unhappy expression and smiled sweetly.

Peste said with a beautiful smile like flowers, "I declare that I will definitely make you - my toy." A fierce anger appeared in her eyes.

A strong black wind swept over, causing the participants to reach out and cover their faces. The organizer, "Black Dead Demon King", disappeared without a trace, leaving only a black "contract document".

“Gift game name: ‘the        piedpiper               hamelin’

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Participants at a glance:

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Currently, all participants and the community of organizers (including the ‘Boxing Noble’) in the 399999 outer door, the four ooooooooo outside door, the realm wall stage area.

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Participants, organizers designated game leaders:

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The Sun's runner, the White Yasha (the contact is prohibited during the interruption because it is impossible to participate in the war now).

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Prohibited by the contestants:

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Death caused by suicide and mutual comrades.

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Leaving the game area (stage area) during interruptions is prohibited.

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The scope of free movement during the interruption period is limited to within 500 square meters around the headquarters of the Grand Ceremony.

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Sponsor's victory conditions:

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Conquer and kill all contestants.

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Once the time limit is passed after eight days, you will immediately win unconditionally.

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Participant's victory conditions:

1. Defeat the organizer’s game leader.

2. Break the hypocritical inheritance and establish the true inheritance.

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During interruption:

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Set a week as the time when both sides do not violate each other.

Oath: Respect the above content, and hold a gift game based on glory, flag and organizer permissions.

‘grimm        grimoire        hameln’印”

...

The exhibition hall on the Realm Wall is now empty, and Pester and his party regard it as a base. After all, in order to relieve the boredom of the intermission, this exhibition venue showing various artworks should be the most suitable place.

Although Latin was seriously injured by Antonito before, he recovered almost with the help of Antonito after the negotiations.

"Why do you need to help us?" Pester asked at this time.

"Her injuries cannot be recovered within a week, so it will not be fun." Antonito smiled maliciously.

After hearing Antonito's reasons, Pester said nothing and quietly took Weiss and Lating away.

On the way back to the showroom after the negotiations, La Ting shook the hem of her white clothes and said happily to Pester: "That master! What will we do to spend the next week?"

The injury healed and the negotiations were successful, La Ting seemed very happy.

"Nothing, I have no plan." Compared with the cheerful Lating, Pester's response tone was quite cold. The previous eloquence had no idea where she disappeared. She did not say more gossip, but just walked quietly towards the big hole.

Weiss, who was walking at the end, asked Latten to ask Latten what he suddenly remembered: "Hey, Latten, have you found the fake 'rattenfanger'?"

"Ah~ It's not possible at all. The mice seemed to have discovered something, but they seemed to have let the other party escape. Forget it, the other party seemed to have participated in the game. When the eighth day comes, the truth will be revealed, right?" La Ting said helplessly.

The two shrugged their shoulders. The three of them selected the artworks on display along the way. After arriving at the big hole, they widened their eyes due to the changes on the scene.

"...Oh? Where is the steel doll in the center?" Pester tilted his head in confusion, and Latin and Weiss were far more surprised than her reaction. They rushed to the center of the big hollow and hurriedly searched for the traces left by the steel doll after it disappeared.

"How is it possible...! How could such a huge steel doll disappear just by saying it disappears!"

"No, the point is not that! I remember the maker of that steel figure is indeed-"

Community "rattenfanger". The huge iron man created by someone who is a metaphor for Grimm's fairy tale "Hamel's flute player" left no trace and just lost his trace from here.

...

"Flying birds! Flying birds..." The young voice and cold water droplets slid across his cheeks, and a tiny force was shaking the girl's body.

"Woo... Woo...! Fly... Fly... Flying birds!" There was a hard ground under the body, and the warm soil could not be felt. These slightly damp soil ruthlessly took away the girl's body temperature.

I actually feel that just letting my consciousness gradually fade away may make me happy and relaxed. Isn’t it a bit in line with the girl’s style?

"...I'm fine, so don't cry." Feiniao opened her eyes and reached out to touch the pointed hat elf.

The pointed hat elf sobbed and hugged Asuki's cheek. She should have been quite worried, her face was full of tears.

"Luckily you're fine... I stuffed you into my clothes in a hurry. Fortunately, my breasts are not as big as black rabbits." Feiniao made a self-deprecating joke and felt a little hurt. But this was also her own fault.

The bird, whose consciousness began to wake up, raised its body and looked around. Is this the hollowness of the realm wall? Seeing the walls around it that are similar to the exhibition venue, the bird recalled the situation before and after he lost consciousness, and tilted his head and felt quite puzzled.

"I remember I was... by the way, I was kicked away by that woman!" Feiniao suddenly stood up. When she recalled this incident, she immediately jumped up and stood up straight under the anger. Although the woman was unforgivable, she actually showed that ugly behavior of being kicked twice in a row, which made Feiniao very angry. Can she not let out this tone? No! It is absolutely not possible!

"Flying...Flying birds...so energetic..." The pointed-hat elf opened his small eyes wide, as if a little surprised.

The bird grabbed the elf and put it on his shoulders, and began to walk around looking for an exit.

This place seemed to be a man-made place, with torches as light sources inserted into the wall everywhere. In case of a situation, the bird took a torch and began to advance along the cave, and finally came to a door that was so huge that it was almost as high as the ceiling.

"There are doors in this kind of place...? And this heraldry... I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

The huge door carved with patterns that seemed to be flags.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!