Foolish Lesser Creature

Molak: "Hey you, you're a player, right? Let's make a deal. I'll give you something in return, and you'll let us live, okay? We'll take money, equipment, or even game points."

Esmehalda declared righteously, "You despicable ogres, put away your shameless faces! Heroes of the Alliance cannot be bought off."

Xiao Yu knew why the female mage wasn't answering. She had most likely participated in the Strongest Hero event, and her actions were probably being recorded. If she were to be seen accepting benefits from monsters during a documentary, what would be the point of choosing her? It would be a miracle if she agreed.

In his opinion, plot-driven deaths are a very unfair thing to do. Someone has worked hard to develop a boss character, and you just kill them off in one go. Although that's how the game mechanics work, plot-driven deaths are in line with the game rules, and the game company may even encourage it, it is still a very unfair thing to do. He has been a plot-driven death himself, so he understands this very well.

However, now that the fighting has already started, and since I'm just a summoned creature, there's nothing I can do.

(Sorry, buddy, I'm only doing this because I'm paid to do this. Someone's paying to kill you, I have no choice.) He apologized inwardly, but continued to Frostfire Bolt one after another.

Seeing that he was about to collapse, Molak suddenly burst into tears.

Balak: "No, big sister, I really don't want to die! I bought this account with my New Year's money! If you kill me, everything will be over!"

Molak: "Idiot, don't cry! It's just a game, why are you making such a fool of yourself?" But after a few stubborn words, Molak also started crying, "Yeah, please, big sister, stop fighting! We surrender, okay?!"

Esmehalda was now somewhat at a loss. The two-headed ogre looked huge and intimidating, but it sounded like two children. Was she bullying a child?

"Stop!" Esmehalda suddenly said.

Xiao Yu glanced at her, thinking to himself, "This girl is a bit unprofessional. She's not decisive at all. Stopping at a time like this is unacceptable. But you're the summoner, so you're in charge."

He immediately stopped what he was doing.

Esmehalda: "You really surrender? You're willing to come back to jail with me?"

The two-headed ogre nodded repeatedly. "I surrender, I surrender. Going to jail is better than dying."

Esmehalda nodded; she was quite considerate. "So, would you rather spend your time in the Stockade or Violet Hold in Dalaran?"

Molak: "Let's go with the Stockade."

Balak: "Yes, yes, the Stockade."

Xiao Yu immediately understood what the two were thinking. They probably wanted to find an opportunity to escape later. The Stockade was notoriously poorly guarded, and monster riots would occur from time to time. Sometimes the monsters would be suppressed, sometimes they would escape, and sometimes the prison would simply become a dungeon.

However, he was still a little worried. To capture them and take them back, he would have to go back. The dwarf priest had gone back to call for reinforcements, and who knew how many adventurers he could summon? If someone came to break them out, it would be another mess.

Azathoth (Water Elemental Prince): "Human, you'd better think this through. This inferior being and his cronies don't seem to be people of principle."

Esmehalda shook her head. "It's better to capture them alive than to kill them." She didn't say the other thing aloud, since both capturing and killing them count as plot events, and the reputation points gained are even greater, so capturing them alive is acceptable.

As he spoke, he pulled a magic rope from his pocket, pointed it at the two-headed Ogre Mage, and the magic rope immediately coiled around him like a snake.

Molak Balak dared not resist and obediently allowed himself to be tightly bound by the magical ropes.

Esmehalda picked up the staff and examined it, then pursed her lips in a rather amusing expression. Xiao Yu instantly understood her thoughts. The staff's attributes were clearly average, but it was still slightly better than the one in her hand. However, its design was rather shabby, so Esmehalda was torn between using the old one or the new one.

This is a common problem for those who prioritize appearance; they always struggle with the choice between looks and attributes. If the attributes are significantly different, it's not so bad, but if they are only slightly different, they often become very conflicted.

However, in the end, practicality clearly prevailed. Esmehalda put her original staff into her backpack and picked up the ogre's large staff.

Then he said to Xiao Yu.

Esmehalda (Dalaran Mystic): "Now, keep an eye on this guy, I'm going in to find some evidence (loot some treasure)." As he spoke, he impatiently made his way deeper into the cave.

Xiao Yu thought to himself, "So you've finally shown your true colors, haven't you? But I'm actually a little envious. You can openly cause trouble and loot treasures." But then he thought about the risks the other party took, and it made sense. After all, if a hero is killed by a monster in a dungeon, he will really die. In comparison, if he dies, he will just return to the Elemental Plane, so it's still quite reasonable.

He glanced at the Ogre Mage beside him. Molak's eyes darted around, seemingly pondering something, while Balak's expression remained blank. Xiao Yu immediately became wary. Had this guy logged off? What would he do offline at this time? It was obvious—he was probably going to find someone. Although being imprisoned offered a chance to escape, nothing beated the quick and easy way of finding someone to break him out.

Considering the attitude of the players outside the instance earlier, the answer is self-evident.

Maybe those two were just pretending, maybe they were actually two grown men. These things are unpredictable. Knowing the dangers of the world, Xiao Yu never hesitated to try to figure out what others were thinking with the utmost malice.

This Esmehalda is still too green. If I hadn't been there, those two might have succeeded. He would have been surrounded and beaten by dozens of adventurers as soon as he stepped out. Even if you are a hero, what good would it do? You would not only fail to catch the BOSS, but you would also be knocked down. But you are lucky to have met me. I will help you out. With that thought, Xiao Yu shot a Frostfire Bolt toward the ogre.

Molak exclaimed in horror, "Hey, what are you doing!"

Azathoth (Water Elemental Prince): "Shut up, you ignorant lowly creatures! Don't think your tricks can fool the great Azathoth!" Several more Elemental Arrow followed, reducing Molak Balak to a sliver of health, just over a hundred points. A single spell could easily finish him off, so he stopped.

Azathoth (Water Elemental Prince): "Now, your life is in my hands. Don't try to test my patience, you foolish inferior creature."

"I'm back!" Ten minutes later, with a cheerful voice, Esmehalda emerged from the secret chamber. Judging from the excited glow on her face, it was easy to see that she had made quite a haul on this trip. In contrast, Molak's expression was one of utter misery. His treasures accumulated over many years had been wiped out in one fell swoop, and his schemes seemed to have been exposed as well.

"Now, let's go back to the city!" She kicked the ogre sitting on the ground and led him out of the cave.

As soon as Esmehalda stepped out of the cave, she was immediately stunned to see dozens of adventurers blocking the way.