The Silent Watcher's Requiem

Chapter 19: The Silent Watcher's Requiem

[Rewards have been distributed]

[Your level has increased Lv.2→Lv.3]

Greninja let out a satisfied sigh.

Thousands of dollars weren't wasted; it finally leveled up!

Finally, it could sleep!

Having achieved its goal, Greninja finally felt the fatigue in its body. Just as it was about to log off, it remembered what people on the forum said about not spending money to play the game. It quickly opened the forum and edited a post.

[You can't play without spending money? I'm the number one player with zero spending!]

After arguing with netizens for a while, Greninja contentedly exited its post. But just as it was about to log off, its gaze inadvertently swept over the reply count of a certain post.

[1,000,000+]

Rubbing its eyes, Greninja thought it was seeing things due to mental fatigue.

Isn't this a new game? And it's only been out for a day, what kind of god-tier post could there be?

But when it saw the title, it couldn't sit still.

[After discovering the hidden NPC, I've uncovered his secret]

Poster: Myriad Flower Mirror.

Greninja naturally knew who the hidden NPC mentioned by Myriad Flower Mirror was, as it had read his posts before.

But the problem was, wasn't that person always fighting monsters with itself and a few other players?

If I didn't discover anything, what did you discover?

With a sense of anger akin to being cuckolded, Greninja clicked on the post. To its surprise, it wasn't some marketing copy, but a rather long video.

[Hello everyone, I am Myriad Flower Mirror. As I mentioned before, I would bring you all sorts of information about Little Black. And not long after, I discovered that Little Black's identity is definitely not simple.]

[I won't speak in the following video. Please watch it carefully on your own.]

"Little Black..." Greninja's face showed a strange smile.

Although giving NPCs nicknames was already standard player practice, such a plain and unremarkable name was truly rare.

Shaking its head, Greninja cast the strange thought aside and continued watching the video.

The video had a bullet comment function, so after the narration, a flood of comments floated by.

[Friendly reminder, this video is high-energy throughout]

[I can attest, the ↑ statement is correct]

[Ahhh! My husband is so handsome when he shows his face!!!]

[Wuwuwu, Little Black, my Little Black, what would I do without you!!]

[Iris, hehe (drooling emoji), Iris, slurp slurp slurp.]

[Tone it down, it's too much. My wife doesn't want dogs like you.]

After adjusting the bullet comment filter level, Greninja's viewing experience improved significantly.

When the footage began to play, it was astonished to realize that this was when Little Black was leading them to fight monsters!

Damn it!

Forget the Minotaur, being cuckolded to their face was something Greninja found hard to accept.

"Don't let me catch you!"

It cursed inwardly, but Greninja's attention never left the screen.

"Miss Iris is indeed a tsundere. Seeing her blonde hair gave me a premonition. She's worried about me, she has me in her heart!"

"Holy crap, I didn't expect Little Black to be even a tenth as handsome as me. Damn it, just a little bit more and he would have surpassed me."

"No wonder Little Black always wore a black robe. But why is he feared by people and loved by non-humans?"

"Hiss~ Little Black actually used us? Is this still an NPC that can't even walk without players guiding them?"

"Ghost Hitting Wall? What brilliant dungeon design. If players were to explore it, without extreme luck, no one would discover this hidden instance next to the newbie village even until the servers shut down, right?"

"Forgotten Flesh Battlefield, this name doesn't feel like it's going to be a good ending."

When Greninja saw the part where Linton mentioned the dungeon's name, even with the bullet comment filter enabled, it couldn't stop the surging high-level comments.

[Please note, information overload ahead. Scholars of Heavenly Principles, please take out your notebooks and take notes]

Greninja was a complete "strength-first" player. While it wouldn't skip the plot directly, it wouldn't meticulously study it either.

However, when it saw the Knights, even after losing their memories, their loyal faith and their perfect execution of combat plans despite their own injuries, it suddenly felt like reading a history book.

"Damn it, Little Black, you have no heart."

"Where's the official support! Give us some information, please! Can you do something?"

"When is the open beta! When is the open beta! I can't wait, ahhhhh!!"

Not only him, but the bullet comments were already wailing, begging the officials for information to research the history of the "Kingdom of Heavenly Principles" as soon as Iris shouted the Knight Order's slogan to awaken the residual soul knights.

After all, the most excellent writing in the world is profound history.

The progress bar continued to advance, reaching the moment when Wendell unleashed the pale flame within his soul.

Just then, a high-level bullet comment appeared again.

[Although I've warned you enough, what's coming up is truly high-energy]

On the screen, Wendell's expression was one of pain as the soul flame surged dozens of feet high, burning away all light. The air itself rippled with distortion, like giant waves about to crash ashore during high tide, attempting to destroy everything in their path.

However, the flames did not fall.

That man, the one who called himself a Necromancer, stared at an ancient book with intricate patterns that had appeared in his hand at some unknown time. Facing the life-reaping wave of flames, he didn't even glance at it.

He held the book in one hand, selected a page, and opened it. His eyes were filled with sorrow as his lips moved gently, and he began to chant in a low voice.

"On Monday, I'll seek the deepest sea; on Tuesday, you'll seek the highest mountain;"

"On Wednesday, she'll seek the coldest snow; on Thursday, he'll seek the furthest road;"

"On Friday, we'll ascend the temple together; on Saturday, we'll descend into the abyss together."

His pronunciation was incredibly clear, his tone rising and falling slightly, like he was singing an innocent and cheerful nursery rhyme. As the final words fell, a void-like shadow, whose age, gender, and appearance were impossible to discern, materialized behind him. It calmly folded its arms across its chest. As the Necromancer chanted, its hands slowly unfurled, and an incomparably pure blackness flowed from its chest, outlining the melody of the lyrics.

"On Sunday, we returned from the abyss."

"—On Sunday, our world disappeared!"

[Skill: The Silent Watcher's Requiem]

[Skill Effect: You can invade the target's soul through a check. If your Intelligence is higher than the target's, the target will be forcibly put into a "Stunned" state for 3.25 seconds, which cannot be dispelled or resisted. (Stun duration increases with skill level. Current level Lv.2, Current Intelligence 20)]

[Skill Overview: Naughty children, naughty children, we are naughty children who don't listen; Good children, good children, no one will call us naughty children anymore!]