Want a Good Life? Wear a Little Green on Your Head

Meichuan Neiku and the others gathered together and started talking all at once.

"I knew it. Wherever there are benefits, Your Highness, that little slut, will definitely get one too."

"Tsk tsk, we've seen at least six Legendary Big Shot along the way, plus a bunch of Epic. I really feel like Legendary are nothing compared to Epic. I wonder if Your Highness can manage to snatch that Bloodline Fruit."

"Now is the time to prove who the real man is, and also to see if His Your Highness can truly stand up for himself."

"You might not believe it, but I have a feeling His Your Highness is definitely going to pull some trick; there's no way he can hold out any longer..."

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"+1" The hundreds of Player in Dawn City knew William too well. They could smell anything even if His Prince farted. But for William to send them to cause trouble under these circumstances meant he was definitely going to play dirty tricks.

Unbeknownst to them, when the Player saw that William wanted to obtain the Bloodline Fruit, they all spontaneously gave up trying to steal it and chose to help William.

This actually reveals the issue of belonging.

The Player remained aligned with Dawn City's faction throughout the entire process, and they rarely entertained the idea of killing William and obtaining his equipment.

After all, Player have feelings too; they are human beings.

Although Player may disregard everything for profit.

However, spending a long time in Dawn City Dawn City creates a sense of home and a protective instinct.

Perhaps that day will come.

When William is no longer able to fight, Player will take up arms and charge into the endless sea of enemies, all to protect their lord.

In short.

Playing the emotional card is a must; that's the lord's Charisma.

Fortunately, William has never lacked Charm Value; he's just handsome.

Wells and Burning Ash followed behind William, watching him dig holes with his glowing left hand at an incredible speed, almost as fast as a normal person walking.

A hint of doubt crept into their minds. They wanted to ask, "Boss, how are you so skilled? How many holes did you dig to reach this pinnacle of mastery?"

Unfortunately, His Prince had no time to pay attention to them; these were people who had practiced digging tens of thousands of meters deep, you know?

While using his soul sense to penetrate the soil and avoid being discovered, he concentrated on digging a tunnel. With all three methods working simultaneously, it didn't take long for them to reach the bottom of the cave.

And above them were hundreds of Troll.

The two were ten meters apart, yet even the Troll Chieftain, Master Tier being, could not detect them.

However, William stopped moving now; it was better to be cautious. He also used Soul Chain to link everyone together.

In that instant.

The six of them couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

The next moment.

The scene before their eyes suddenly multiplied into six parts.

The largest and most central portion represents your own perspective.

The other five small images belong to other people.

"Holy crap, what kind of ability is this?" Tyrannosaur in the consciousness link couldn't help but ask.

"That's awesome. Luckily, I sensed a familiar Mental Strength, otherwise I would have counterattacked." Diablo blinked. The five extra images weren't too bad; he didn't feel too dizzy.

Since everyone present possessed considerable Mental Strength, the mere addition of five images was hardly a significant problem.

As for Player wanting to learn this ability, they'll need to practice diligently.

Burning Ash nodded thoughtfully. "Impressive ability. I heard Tyrannosaur is getting married. On their wedding day, you can connect with his consciousness..."

Tyrannosaur: "I XXXXX!"

"This is called Soul Chain. It allows you to share another person's vision, which is an extremely powerful ability in small-scale battles. It also enables mental communication, meaning that whatever you think, others will know," William explained briefly.

"Wow, sir, are you really Soul Mage?" Wells suddenly asked, as everyone present knew that His Your Highness was a Ranger.

However, they had only recently joined Dawn City and didn't yet know what his other profession was.

After all, William's Holy Spirit Magic didn't play a particularly outstanding role on many battlefields; it was practically useless for a normal Soul Mage.

"Hmm." William casually admitted, offering no further explanation. His Holy Spirit Magic was all about unorthodox techniques; how could it possibly be the same as the Skill of a normal Soul Mage?

A ' Sacrifice ' similar to absorbing the souls of others to replenish one's own life force.

Similar to ' Soul Control ', which shouldn't be available to learn now.

Even various Soul Skill are not standard operations for High-Class Soul Mage.

But as time goes by...

The situation outside was becoming increasingly chaotic, with hundreds of Professional constantly making probing moves in an attempt to lure out the Troll hiding in the cave.

Because the Bloodline Fruit inside the cave are about to ripen.

However, the methods people use to lure monsters are nothing more than arrows or some relatively weak Magic Skill.

After all, until the very last second, no one will have the thought, "If I can't have it, I won't let you have it either."

"Come out, you little Troll brats!"

"You've been cuckolded, Ogre Troll Chieftain! Go back to your lair and see for yourself!"

"Seriously, all your underlings are on top of your wife."

"Tsk tsk, all sorts of positions, I bet you haven't unlocked any of them!"

"..."

Needless to say.

After these Hunter, who were familiar with Troll, uttered those words...

The Troll Chieftain inside the cave was instantly enraged. He grabbed his Spiked Club and was about to charge out, smashing all those who were talking nonsense into mincemeat, and then feeding them to his newborn son.

But after glancing at the Bloodline Fruit that was about to ripen, he decided to hold off for now.

but.

Does he not know whether he's been cheated on or not?

He wasn't even sure if the son was his own...

So, this Legendary Troll named Crazy Grum immediately muttered a dozen or so names and said, "Stop those damned brats for me. If you can't, I'll crush your heads with one slap."

The dozen or so unlucky guys exchanged glances, realizing they couldn't be the only ones to go out and deliver the goods. They then glanced at the many gloating fellows and started complaining that they didn't have enough manpower and wanted to take some people out to block the door.

Crazy Grum was stunned. He had only known that 13 guys might be cheating on him.

But then they pulled out 33 of them all at once.

This also includes his own brother, nephew, son, niece, and a group of his subordinates...

Upon witnessing this scene, the Troll Chieftain was speechless except for a single "Holy crap!"

But he was incredibly angry.

He simply waved his hand angrily, telling those bastards to all get out.

Many Hunter outside, familiar with the Troll' movements, were momentarily stunned when they saw the 33 Troll surging out. They immediately cursed under their breath, "So many?"

As for the other Professional were unaware of the truth, they were completely dumbfounded. They were shooting arrows and throwing Magic.

You can't even withstand a few verbal taunts from you?

However, on the other hand...

Many Professional also felt sorry for the Troll Chieftain.

But those Professional while married felt a strange sense of unease. After all, they were out there risking their lives, often not returning home for months at a time. What were their wives doing right now?

Holy crap.

Thinking about it this way, many Professional must be having a brain fart.

So they each comforted themselves with the thought, "To get by in life, you have to be a little cuckolded!"

P. S.: Please Monthly Ticket! Three chapters today! My dear readers, I'm not going to elementary school anymore, I'm quitting! I'm counting on you all!