93 The scapegoat 2 (2/2)
” But in your current condition, no one would believe you in any way. They might even think that you have collaborated with them to kill your master and are now trying to buy enough time for them to escape”
This much should be obvious for any normal thinking human but you might never know what they are programmed to think. I had to introduce a solution to him, otherwise, he would not act like I intend him to.
” You need some injuries on your body some traces that you struggled valiantly.”
He did not appear to be shocked by my words. Quite amazing how quickly he took up the role of a ”leader”. Though this would not develop the way he was imagining it to be.
” The next orders are absolute and cannot be refuted by any mean even by your master. This has to be done for you to fulfil your role.”
This was just to make sure, that they will not get any information about me by questioning him.
” I do not exist, this was all your idea. It all had to be done to unify the slaves. You know nothing about the strange creature with so many eyes. All you know is that it has taken those eyes of the slaves that ran away. You have seen that with your very own eyes. That is all you have to know”
Those words lied heavy on his mind as I could hear him gulping.
” Can you do me a personal favour? If you get asked by a certain someone if you were given these answers, only then say those following words they will understand ”[.............................................]
” Thank you for your help your master will appreciate all of your selflessness”
Just like stealing a lollipop from a baby. All that was left was to add injuries to his body. I had to hurry up because I had spent close to a minute talking to him and instructing him. Crushing his throat I ignored his questioning gaze the only answer he got was ” It is necessary.”
After a quick few heavy hits on his body, I was ready to leave and run away as fast as my feet could carry me. But before leaving I had one last thing to do.
A high pitched scream could be heard drawing any attention in the close vicinity. I had no time to enjoy my hommage to those cliche horror movies. Not receiving any physical harm had a higher priority.
The upcoming noises behind me were fondly ignored and I pressed the clothing over my head to not give away my appearance. Burning hair is quite a unique characteristic to have after all. The footsteps of those blind people should divert some attention. Though it will surely not last long till they are found. But it will be enough to divert some attention from my soon to be pursuers.
While my body was in shambles it still possessed far enough more strength than a body this small should have. Though it was far from enough to fight monsters in this state. I currently felt a lot more human than ever before. The times of throwing those massives stones around are gone for the time being.
My gloves are gone aswell they are still at my last location and I do not even know how to get back there. As of now, it is best to stay away from monsters and players alike. I would prefer not to end up as a slave or food.
Glancing behind me I only saw a few people trying to chase me. The numbers were low either way because most NPCs had busy killing each other. This was playing right into my cards.
Despite my lungs burning for the first time in a long time I pressed on, slowing down to chat about life's mystery was sadly not an option. This way I was left my now choice but to proceed onwards.
Every spectator would see a strange spectacle, a lonely tiny figure running from a crowd of feverously screaming NPCs. No side was showing any signs of slowing down as the chase continued. As of now, they had not come into contact with players and monsters alike.
But then I saw the trouble that was currently looming over my head. The circle where I had been summoned was inside of a city.This city like the name suggests has a lot of players in it.
Trying to be sneaky with this mob rushing behind me is not possible. Trying to hide in a crowd of NPCs is also something I can forget about.
Unfortunately, fate was not my side as the current location was a sure way to get myself in even deeper trouble than I was already in.
I saw the first faces staring at me with big eyes as I came close to the first small huts. I did not have enough time to judge them for their poor taste, so I just stuck to running forward. More and more people stared at me. None of them had yet got in my way, but that was only a matter of time.
Here he was the first candidate, a small man walked in my, cleary tasked to do so. He just stood there as I ran at him. Such a half-hearted attempt would not be enough to catch me, therefore I simply jumped over him and continued to ran while the man just stared at me in his daze.
This was only the beginning as more and more players became part of the watching crowd. While not everyone had hired NPCs. The number of NPCs trying to stop me was rising and I could not show any leniency anymore. Why should I wait for those NPCs and players to get in my way?
I decided to throw myself in the crowd of NPCs that stood at the sidelines and barged through them with brute force. Though this move seemed risky on the surface it had the nice side effect, that my pursuers had to walk through them as well.
My small stature was one of my biggest advantages that I currently had. It offered higher mobility and the area the NPCs could target was quite narrow. Though I could not avoid them getting ahold of my clothes and grabbing it trying to hold me back. Those who tried to do so were greeted by my nails slashing across their faces.
As much as I wanted to I did not have the luxury of covering my face with the cloth. Many people had seen my face and most likely many more would see it soon if shared on HolyTube. The longer I struggled the more attention would come to me. But as of now, there was no way out for me.
[Do you accept the contract from player ” I am too cool” ?]
Why would I do that? Of course not.Fuck off.
[Your refusal was successful]
” Since when can NPCs reject?”a perplexed voice resounded in the crowd.
[” Do you accept the contract from player ” I am too cool” ?]
FUCK OFF.
[Your refusal was succesfull]
I could only sigh, this will be a lot of trouble. I just did not know exactly how much trouble I was in.
I did not have to wait long for this realisation to hit me like a truck.
[Do you accept the contract from player ” Illusionary Fairy ” ?]
This message caught me off-guard and a cold shower came over my shoulders.
Things just got a lot more troublesome.