Chapter 226: Winterfell’s Tyrant
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
I, Blackhand, am Winterfell’s Great White Goose. I’m currently teaching in Eternal Kingdom as the Advanced Combat Trainer.
I didn’t wish to accept the Devil’s request, but his conditions were too enticing. I was unable to resist.
They were slly and tasty worms, a clean and comfortable hay nest, a water basin that is changed daily, a 50 square ter pond, and a yellow rubber ducky that squeaks when squeezed.
I wouldn’t accept based on these conditions, but the superior Devil agreed to tell sleep-inducing stories during bedti, so I decided to take a look.
I did so research before coming. My pathetic subordinates told that Eternal Kingdom saved Winterfell from the Ancient Gods. They are very powerful, especially the superior Devil.
I feel that Lord Sherlock is very hard to handle, but that is the only concern. If we were to fight directly, I’m confident of winning within three rounds!
I was filled with curiosity as I signed the one-month contract with Sherlock to help train his citizens to beco outstanding warriors.
I didn’t bring any luggage when I went to Eternal Kingdom to beco their Advanced Combat Trainer.
When I saw the citizens of Eternal Kingdom that had green words above their heads, I was very sure these Goblins, Gnos, and Houndhead n would have to go through tough training!
In their current state, they aren’t warriors or heroes of Winterfell, they are simply inept creatures! They have to train!
...
“Welco, Blackhand! Our Advanced Combat Trainer.”
Sherlock stood up and gave a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea with worms to Blackhand.
“Dispense with the formalities Lord Sherlock. The things you promised ...”
Blackhand sat in the chair. Behind Sherlock, Eggface hid resentfully in one corner and muttered, “I ca first...”
Sherlock ignored Eggface and took out so items from underneath the table.
Though the rubber ducky slled of a Lich’s odor, Blackhand had to admit that the squeaking of the duck made him feel wonderful.
Eternal Kingdom had a new Advanced Combat Trainer.
He was provided with a clean and comfortable hay nest, a basin with water that was replaced daily, and a yellow rubber ducky.
Blackhand walked to the hay nest and started slling. He nodded with satisfaction and squeezed on the Yellow Rubber Ducky.
“Ga ga.” The Yellow Rubber Ducky squeaked.
Blackhand frowned and asked, “Why is there a skeleton stench?”
“Ah, that’s the Yellow Rubber Ducky bought from the Dungeon’s Lich. I paid for it with a hundred Gnos,” Sherlock smiled as he said.
Blackhand nodded and said proudly, “I know the price for hiring a few hundred Gnos is expensive. I’m worth every cent.”
Blackhand squeezed the Yellow Rubber Ducky. When he was about to squeeze the third ti, Sherlock dry-coughed and asked, “Mr. Blackhand, when are we starting the training classes? An investor is coming to observe the Dungeon, so I hope my citizens can beco stronger as soon as possible.”
“Don’t worry, Dungeon Lord, I’ll begin now!”
...
[Mission Title: Eternal Kingdom’s Facade
Mission Description: Lord Sherlock decided to improve everyone’s capabilities. He recruited Mr. Blackhand as the Advanced Combat Trainer for a high price. Only one hundred Gnos and Houndhead n will be chosen to undergo the training with Mr. Blackhand.
Mission Objective: If you receive this mission, proceed to the plaza at the Dungeon Lord Main Hall to receive your training.
Mission Reward: The mission is the reward.]
TakeASpearHit and SealHeadLingChong stood in a formation. They were amongst the first batch of gars to be trained with Mr. Blackhand in Advanced Combat. TakeASpearHit didn’t feel that he was a complete African.
While they were training, they heard unfavorable comnts.
“Blackhand is a Great White Goose, I’m cracking up.”
“Am I hearing it right? One of the three tyrants in the village is a goose?”
“Gosh, it that a goose? I haven’t started to train, and I’m panicking.”
“What’s this ga up to? Is that intentional?”
While everyone was discussing excitedly, Sherlock brought a Great White Goose and his secretary Eggface to the plaza. Everyone entered Plot mode.
Sherlock introduced the Great White Goose to everyone. When Plot mode ended, Sherlock retired to one side.
The Great White Goose walked to the front of the gars and quacked, “Ga!”
The gars exploded into laughter.
“Hahaha! D*mn! The ga producers are fooling us?”
“What a lousy mission. I can’t take it, I’ll post on the forum tomorrow!”
“I can’t take it, I’m posting on the forum now.”
TakeASpearHit was the closest to Blackhand, and he laughed the loudest. Blackhand surveyed the crowd and fixed his gaze on TakeASpearHit. He walked to TakeASpearHit and shouted in a drake-like voice, “What’s so funny? Silly dude.”
TakeASpearHit was laughing, but after being scolded by the NPC, he beca angry. He slashed at Blackhand.
The gars at the side were unable to stop him.
TakeASpearHit had just finished his slash, and he was left with only the sword handle.
“Gosh, where’s my sword? Is there a BUG?”
TakeASpearHit looked puzzledly at his Short Sword with Improvent Level 5. To be precise, it was only a sword handle.
“Are you looking for this?”
Blackhand chewed and spat out a pile of tal pieces.
“What the heck...”
TakeASpearHit threw his sword handle at Blackhand, but Blackhand’s figure flashed, and the sword handle was chewed to pieces. Then Blackhand charged at TakeASpearHit.
The agile Great White Goose attacked TakeASpearHit with his flat beak. TakeASpearHit had adjusted his pain threshold to zero. He saw his armor being shredded until it disappeared.
TakeASpearHit shouted hopelessly, “No—!”
The Great White Goose ignored TakeASpearHit’s wailing as he disintegrated TakeASpearHit’s equipnt. Then he gazed at TakeASpearHit, who was slumped on the ground in a daze.
The Great White Goose belched and gazed intensely at the gars. He shouted at the fearful gars in a drake-like voice, “This is the result of harassing !”
“Ga.”
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