"Drink more?"

The middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes and deep facial features like a statue pinched the wine glass in his right hand and clinked glasses with the werewolf girl next to him.

He whispered softly, "The wine here is not bad. Or rather...... Are you still nervous. ”

"No, I'm just-"

Feeling Glandaio's warm breath spraying into his ears, blowing the gray-white fluff, Doreen suddenly sat up straight.

She subconsciously made a loud noise.

But she reacted quickly, and before the others could give their eyes to her, she shook her ears and leaned on the table to keep silent.

Doreen turned her head sideways and whispered, "Because, Lord Ghirlandaeo...... I can't tell if the wine is good or bad......

"We werewolves are all like this, we don't have a taste for wine."

"Are werewolves a race that can't drink?"

Annan was a little surprised.

Doreen shook her head.

"Not really."

She whispered, "You can still drink it, and you won't be like a wolf with alcoholism."

"It's just that we werewolves can only taste bitterness when we drink. Therefore, no matter how good the wine is, it makes no difference to us.

"If we need to drink to lift our spirits, or if we want to get drunk, we only drink the worst alcohol...... Because the bitterness has washed away the taste of everything else. ”

“…… Oh? ”

Ghirlandaeo was slightly stunned when he heard this: "Is this actually the case......"

"Yes, yes!"

Doreen had a bitter face: "I don't like to drink very much...... It's because it's so bitter.

"And compared to the expensive wines, those cheap light wines can be less bitter; In this case, you can drink a little bit, and it will be an appetizer. ”

…… Is it because it's too light?

Ghirlandaio couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

- And so on.

He suddenly remembered something, and the movement of lifting the wine glass froze slightly.

His brother, Dmitry, seems to have mentioned a ...... He likes to drink bad wine.

It stands to reason that as the former first heir of the Grand Duke of Winter, he shouldn't even have been exposed to bad wine. After all, that kind of wine is quite damaging to the body...... This is especially true for a liver-bursting player like Dmitry.

…… Could this be related to Bella the Werewolf?

"Ghirlandaio...... My lord! ”

A somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind.

When Ghirandaeo heard this, he turned his head with some curiosity.

He saw Lin Yiyi for the first time, and then looked behind her, and saw Niusel and the other two players.

So Ghirlandaio smiled and beckoned to the three of them.

Seeing this, Niusel helplessly stretched out his hand and slapped it on his forehead.

- All in vain.

"One by one."

Ghirlandaeo clasped his hands together and smiled mildly at Lin Yiyi: "I'm sorry, I'm late." I'm really sorry. ”

“…… No, it's fine. ”

At that moment, Lin Yiyi hallucinated Annan with his hands folded and smiling lightly through Girlandaio.

Silver shawl hair, clear blue-green heterochromatic eyes like jewels—it's better to close one eye and tilt your head slightly.

- Ah, I just thought about it.

Lin Yiyi silently closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, with a peaceful expression like becoming a Buddha on the spot.

…… From this point of view, Girlanda Io should be regarded as the leader of the virtual organization of the peerless beautiful boy?

Both the organization itself and the leader of the organization are virtual.

- But at least people are real. The mission is too.

That's enough.

Lin Yiyi occasionally thinks that it is good that she appears in this "game" as a savior, as a brave, and as a hero...... Or rather, in this world.

If she comes to this world as one of the Demon King's side...... Looking at these living people and real feelings, she also felt that it was difficult for her to accept the fate of destroying all this.

At the beginning, although Lin Yiyi knew that this was probably a different world, she never had a real feeling. For her, it's a magical game.

But in her later contact with these "aborigines", through communication, co-operation, and cooperation with them, she gradually understood.

- This is truly another world.

It's different from Jiu'er - Jiu'er has already had the consciousness of killing, or has not yet understood the nature of this world. It's all possible.

After Lin Yiyi realized this, it was difficult for Lin Yiyi to accept the step of killing others to gain experience. Moral cleanliness, perhaps...... But she always felt that if the "monster" she really killed was a real person, especially someone with a family, she would feel guilty.

Of course, if the person who is really hateful, or who attacks her, Lin Yiyi will still kill.

But she didn't kill like the guards who killed the robbers and viscounts in the first place...... It's so easy to do.

It's not "as a player, kill monsters", but "as a hero, kill villains".

It is a killing that requires enlightenment.

She didn't know if the change was good or bad......

But now she wants to be a hero.

"Lord Girandaio......"

Lin Yiyi stopped talking: "Can we continue to stay here and solve the problem of the Spore Mill?" ”

She was a little worried that Annan was in some trouble.

If she had followed her "initial impulse" when she first entered the game, if Annan had run into any trouble, she would have happily rushed over and asked for a mission.

This is sure to be a good impression!

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But now it's different.

She had several contacts with Niussel and a few more days chatting with the underground dwellers while shopping.

She realizes how much an unsolvable nightmare has bothered the locals, for Niussel and the childhood friend he is after.

And Lin Yiyi felt that she could indeed purify this nightmare—their decryption progress had advanced to the second floor of the Spore Mill.

It's already close to the end. If you work harder, you may be able to clear the customs. Then you can cleanse the nightmare and change the lives of the people who live in the city.

Lin Yiyi realized...... It was indeed something she could do.

When she was very young, she also dreamed of becoming a superhero.

Yes, although she is a girl, Lin Yiyi's dream is not Di Ni's magic princess, but a superhero.

She occasionally delusionally thinks that if she has superpowers, she may suddenly burrow some huge monster when she is in school. And at this time, she can make a heroic appearance and save her teachers and classmates - those people must also be surprised that their class leader is actually a superpower.

But there is no doubt that on the other side of the earth...... Her dreams will never come true.

Now it's different.

Lin Yiyi felt very clearly that she was being needed.

She is capable of changing the fate of others.

Maybe she might even be able to save the world!

She had heard that the most important thing in RPG games was "playfulness". Players will gradually bring their own cognition into the characters and experience this "virtual second life".

- What she is experiencing now is a real second life.

"I want to stay here."

She repeated a second time, "I want to cleanse them of their nightmares." ”

looked at the light that gradually rose in Lin Yiyi's eyes.

Ghirlandaio smiled with relief.

"Absolutely."

He was gentle, and put his hands on Lin Yiyi's shoulders.

Those strong hands held her shoulders firmly. Although it was a stone statue, its skin was soft and warm, which made Lin Yiyi's heartbeat can't help but start to accelerate.

"Well, that's what I'm here for."

Ghirlandaeo chuckled, "The problem on my side has been dealt with.

"Want to save someone? This kind of good thing can't be left to yourself.

"—let me come along."