This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"These players are all slimes ()"!

After returning to his mission, Raphael rushed home immediately, preparing to take care of his wife.

The castle is one of the few popular places in the blood domain. Compared with other dead and silent areas, the demons here are still partly alive, and occasionally they can communicate with each other.

Walking on the dilapidated streets, gloomy lanterns hang in front of the humble shops on both sides, indicating that they are still open.

Although he really wanted to go home immediately, Rafael stopped for a while when passing by a small stall.

There was a pile of odds and ends that looked like they had just been plucked from the corpse of a hapless demon.

Ordinary objects could not attract Raphael's attention. What really caught his attention was a small flower kept in a glass test tube.

Although it is very small and looks immature, this flower has the unique color of life, which looks so abrupt and beautiful in this coffin-like world.

Rafael likes flowers very much, because her wife likes them, but it's a pity that she has never had a chance to buy one.

"How much?" he said to the cloaked shopkeeper.

"Three thousand magic points."

The price equivalent to three months of his income made Raphael feel a little heartbroken, and he could only turn around and leave in the end.

He bought some daily necessities for his wife, and he returned home with these items.

Pushing open the door, he put the things he bought at the door, intending to discuss the future plans with his wife immediately.

For example, they need to take out the whole house and use it as a baby room in the future.

They also need to save money to prepare for the children's daily necessities in the future.

There are no specialized schools within the castle, so they may have to hire private teachers etc.

He walked into the room full of longing, ready to tell his wife all his dreams about the future, but what he saw was Douglas standing in his bedroom.

The pale city lord stood there, admiring his own work.

In front of him, Raphael's wife sat there blankly,

There are more than a dozen silver needles stuck in the long blond hair, each of which goes deep into the brain.

"You are back, my dear subordinate." Douglas said calmly. "Your wife's hair color is great. This is the most moving work I have ever done. Do you like it?"

"..."

"Sorry, I know she's your wife, but I just can't control myself. The desire for blonde hair is over my head, and I apologize, but you know, I can't control myself."

"..."

"What are you thinking, my dear subordinate. By the way, what's the situation in District 13, have you conveyed my order?"

"... Let her go!"

Raphael drew out the saber at his waist and rushed towards the lord in front of him.

Anger broke through his reason, making him rush towards the city lord in front of him like a moth to a flame.

But when he was about to meet the city lord, he felt his arm go cold, and the arm holding the sword flew out neatly and fell to the ground.

"I think you need to calm down a bit." Douglas said with a frown. "It's just a female demon. Compared with the relationship between us, it doesn't seem to be that important. Well, let me give you a vacation and add something to you." Loss, so that you can find a priest to repair your arm, and you can buy another female demon by the way. What more do you want?"

"Your death!"

"Unfortunately, this world can't do it."

The angry Raphael continued to rush towards Douglas, but he couldn't see the other's movements at all, so he fell heavily to the ground.

Turning his head, he found that his two legs had been cut off, scattered on the ground like two broken sticks.

"You really need to calm down. I took your wife away. She will become one of my collections. Next time you will see her at the ball. I will give you seven days off, remember to come back after seven days, I have another job."

Douglas' tone was very calm from beginning to end.

Although he turned his beloved into a puppet in front of his subordinates, he really felt that it was not a big deal.

After closing the door, he glanced at the puppet next to him, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

In the room behind him, a man's extremely suppressed cry sounded.

A day later, in Lu Fan's new stronghold.

Looking at the barely built house, Lu Fan always felt that nothing was right.

"Strange, shouldn't it be easy to build a house? Let one slime do this and another slime do that, wouldn't it be fine?"

"My lord, with all due respect, you can't build a house like this or that." Alsace said respectfully.

"Then what do you think it should be?"

"You should ask Slime. By the way, the people below are starting to ask for wages. How do you think we should kill them? Poisoning, hiring foreign aid, or just copying knives and attacking at night?"

"Wait a minute! Are you going to kill those workers just because they want wages? Please, I don't ask you to build socialism, but at least you can't be worse than capitalism!"

Alsace pondered for a while: "But isn't this common sense? It happens everywhere."

Lu Fan looked at the other party and finally understood.

The managers of this ghost place are not even as good as capitalists.

With a long sigh, Lu Fan began to miss the old days.

"Tell them, I will give them money. The currency here is magic points, right, I have a lot of these things."

After coming here, Lu Fan can also feel the oppression here, making his strength almost one tenth of that of the outside world.

But even if he is suppressed, he is still at the monarch level, and a few thousand magic points are still affordable.

Alsace was dumbfounded when he saw Lu Fan generously paid his wages.

"Are you the priest of the God of the Earth outside?" He couldn't help asking.

"Who are you scolding!"

"Okay, I admit that this sentence is a bit harsh, so let me ask it in a more euphemistic way. How did you survive until now without a brain?"

"You are not too euphemistic!"

Just as Lu Fan commanded the former team members and found that the workers were hanging Alsace up and beating him, a horse appeared in the camp.

Raphael, whose half body was completely rotten, jumped off the horse and limped to Lu Fan.

Looking at Lu Fan in front of him, he asked calmly, "Are you still in need of a housekeeper?"

"It's still missing."

"Then do you have any special hobbies?"

"Magic stone, pornographic books, and the rest are basically nothing."

"So, who is stronger, you or Douglas?"

"Although I haven't met him, I know it's me."

Raphael looked at Lu Fan for a long time, as if examining some kind of hope.

His eyes were calm, but in the calm, there was a fire-like anger.

In the end, he took off his hat and half-kneeled in front of Lu Fan.

Holding the little flower in a vase tightly on his chest, he said respectfully: "Please accept my loyalty, great Lord Lu."

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