The God's Games

Even though they had many people, the number of demons was clearly much greater.

A direct fight, even for him, would be dangerous.

The players didn't seem to catch the worry in Saradin's words.

They answered with naive enthusiasm, "Sneak in? Of course not! We'll just kill all the demons! Once they're all dead, no one will know we came in, right?"

Other players cheered, "Yeah! Let's take them all out!"

Saradin rubbed his forehead, finally understanding why Hanjun's expression had seemed so strange before they left.

So this was how the heroes fought?

But weren't they being too bold?

In front of all these demons, they were talking about wiping them all out.

Weren't they afraid the demons would attack them?

Before Saradin could think more about it, the players had already charged ahead.

Saradin: "…"

Was it really necessary to rush in like that?

These heroes were something else!

However, what Saradin saw next was surprisingly orderly.

He heard Pork Rib Boss give instructions, "I'll draw their attention. Everyone else focuses on dealing with damage. Healers, watch my health!"

With those words, Pork Rib Boss drew the attention of all the demons, attracting a large group.

While keeping the demons occupied, the other heroes quickly attacked them.

Before long, Saradin was amazed to see that these seemingly naive actions actually worked very well and efficiently.

Pork Rib Boss, who had attracted the demons' attention, took many hits but seemed to be fine.

After they cleaned up the area and looted the bodies, they continued moving forward.

Saradin watched this series of actions in shock.

After a while, he realized this was probably why Hanjun, felt comfortable leaving this matter to the heroes.

He followed the heroes' steps, and after some time, they cleared out the demons that were patrolling on the way and reached the area near the lord's mansion.

Saradin even felt the journey was quite easy—he hadn't needed to make a move at all before they reached the familiar mansion.

Just when he thought things would be solved easily, he heard the heroes discussing among themselves.

"Be careful now; the ones inside the lord's mansion are definitely elite monsters. Watch your positions carefully—there's no church here, so we can't respawn right away."

"Got it!"

Saradin didn't understand some of the words the heroes used, but he got the gist of their meaning.

He thought about it and figured that since Hanjun said the heroes were experienced, the next part would certainly be dangerous.

Before he could think any longer, the heroes suddenly approached him to talk.

"Sir Saradin, do you have anything to say?"

Saradin felt a bit awkward.

What could he say?

He had made it here entirely thanks to the heroes' efforts—he hadn't contributed at all.

How could he have the nerve to give them guidance?

Saradin could only remind them, "The next part might be even more dangerous. Be more careful."

The heroes nodded their heads in understanding and then immediately turned around to their teammates and said, "Look, even the NPC says it's going to get dangerous! Everyone, be careful!"

Saradin watched their actions, and a question mark seemed to pop up above his head.

Weren't they were the ones who said it would be dangerous next?

How did it suddenly become him who said it?

Saradin really couldn't understand the way these heroes thought.

Fortunately, their skills weren't affected by their strange thinking.

They carefully entered the lord's mansion.

Just as the heroes predicted, the demons they encountered here were much stronger than the ones they fought outside, and the heroes had a harder time.

Their progress slowed down, and they didn't dare draw more demons' attention.

No matter how skilled Pork Rib Boss was, if too many demons targeted him, he wouldn't be able to hold out.

Several times, when things got really dangerous, Saradin wanted to step in to help, but the heroes stopped him, so he put his hand down again.

In this way, they finally made it to the main hall, and sure enough, they saw the familiar figure of the fat Viscount Hereford at the entrance.

Viscount Hereford glanced at the heroes, knowing they were here to challenge him.

He showed no concern and then turned his gaze to Saradin.

"SIR Saradin, long time no see."

Saradin's heart tightened.

He stepped forward and asked, "Viscount, it's only been a few days since we last met. How did Lindblum City end up like this?"

Viscount Hereford snorted, "Don't you already know why?"

Saradin's eyes widened, "What do you mean? Is it because of me?"

Viscount Hereford asked, "Isn't it? If it weren't for you insisting on going to Ulon Town, I wouldn't have had to surrender when the demons appeared. Haven't I treated you very well? Why did you abandon Lindblum City? It's all your fault Lindblum City ended up like this! You should reflect on yourself!"

His words made the players feel utterly disgusted.

It's clearly that he was the one who feared for his own life and invited the demons into Lindblum City, yet he turned around and blamed others for not protecting him.

It's rare to see such a despicable person in this world.

Master PungPong spoke up without any mercy: "You, yourself, are a coward who fears death, yet you try to guilt-trip others. And to think you are a viscount, a City Lord of the City! Now you just seem like a total waste!"

Saradin snapped back to his senses under Master PungPong's scolding.

He did feel guilty; because he went to Ulon Town, Lindblum City lost its protection.

But if it was Viscount Hereford who was scolding him, he wouldn't fall for it.

"Take those words and go fool someone else! I have done nothing to betray Lindblum City. On the other hand, you, as the lord, sold out your people to the demons. Don't you feel any shame?" Saradin retorted sharply.

Unexpectedly, Viscount Hereford, with his thick skin, replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "As citizens of my territory, if they sacrifice their lives to keep me alive, isn't that their duty?"