Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“It’s worse than I thought.”

After listening to Bru’s report, Sherlock pondered for a while before saying, “I have to conduct a counseling session. Educating kids isn’t easy nowadays.”

Sherlock stood up and walked outside the Dungeon Lord Main Hall.

He couldn’t allow Raintea to quit the game. Sherlock wouldn’t allow any gamer to quit the game because of online violence!

They were his precious babies and personal property! The gamers worked hard to develop the Dungeon and work in the factory. They used various ways to pay Magic Stones. This kind of precious citizens couldn’t be found anywhere!

Moreover, Raintea was a promising Potion Apprentice. The Little Fairy was willing to teach the gamers because of Raintea. So, if Raintea were to quit the game, the Little Fairy would think that Sherlock reneged on his contract and discontinue her classes.

Raintea was important to Eternal Kingdom, and Sherlock couldn’t afford to lose her.

“Lord Sherlock, I understand your intention and the importance of Raintea, but we’re unable to interfere. You’re an NPC and unable to affect Raintea. Though some gamers will be touched by an NPC’s story and change their minds, that is rare. If social interaction breaks down in the game, counseling isn’t able to solve the problem.”

Bru noticed that Sherlock was about to act and said, “I suggest we consider how to make the Little Fairy continue working for us. Without Raintea, appropriate torture and violence may be necessary.”

“But this method destroys all loyalty, Bru. If I can capitalize on her weakness and make her work for me willingly, it’ll be better. As a new age Dungeon Lord, if I’m unable to motivate my employees, then I can’t be the greatest Dungeon Lord,” Sherlock said with a smile. He wasn’t worried at all.

“Moreover, manipulation of the heart is the specialty of a superior Devil.”

“Since Lord Sherlock says so, let’s try it.”

“Help me do something, Bru.”

“At your service, Lord Sherlock.”

…

The Little Fairy sat in her treehouse, which overlooked the gamers who intended to attend her class. But the Little Fairy was in no mood to teach them.

Because Raintea wasn’t her usual self.

The story started with a few arrogant gamers.

They approached Raintea at the flowerbed and spoke sarcastically to her, accusing her of having a relationship with an Orc called Arthur and being a third party. They accused her of breaking the unity of the Pioneer Alliance.

The Little Fairy didn’t say a word, only spitting saliva at them until they fell to the ground. She didn’t show mercy, leaving their heads penetrated.

The Little Fairy thought that after killing the filthy-mouthed gamers, Raintea would be happy, but she wasn’t. Raintea’s time in the game dwindled, and she stopped planting herbs. After harvesting the current herbs, she made Minor Healing Potions and handed them to another gamer. Finally…

She started packing her belongings.

“This is my blanket. I don’t know if the weather will turn cold. Keep it. If the weather system changes to winter, you will have a blanket to keep warm.”

Raintea placed her blanket in front of the Little Fairy.

Compared to other unhygienic gamers, Raintea was particular about cleanliness. She used the underground water to wash it and dried it with fire.

She would also boil water to bathe. As she turned off the pain setting, she was scalded a few times in the boiling water.

As for the other gamers, it was rare to see them wash their faces at the black jar of water that was placed by the Guild entrance.

It was related to their lifespan. Since the gamers were prone to dying, even if they were filthy, they didn’t mind. When they revived, they would be clean, so there was no need for bathing.

Raintea was different. She hadn’t perished before. Even when the Ogres invaded Eternal Kingdom, Raintea hid in the Little Fairy’s treehouse. As the fighting was too brutal, she went offline. After the battle, she got online and found that she was still alive.

After being alive for that long, she had to be concerned about her hygiene.

“Wait a moment, if you give me your blanket, what about you? Do you have a new blanket? Are you going to Winterfell to buy a new one?”

The Little Fairy accepted Raintea’s blanket and sat down in the treehouse. She gestured to herself as she pondered where to place the blanket.

Raintea took out a few bags of tea and said, “No, I don’t need a blanket. I asked someone to bring some small bags of bloody chrysanthemum tea from Winterfell. It’s expensive, so I only managed to get some. Don’t finish it too fast.”

“I don’t drink bloody chrysanthemum tea.” The Little Fairy declined Raintea’s offer. Then she noticed the dispirited Raintea and was taken aback.

“What’s the matter? Are you leaving this place?”

“I think so.” Raintea nodded and hugged the bewildered Little Fairy.

Due to the Little Fairy’s wings, Raintea didn’t hug her too tightly. She hugged her for a short while and started tearing up as she said, “Thank you. I was happy during this period of time. I have to bid you farewell.”

The Little Fairy was confused, and she asked, befuddled, “What happened? Is your contract ending with that Great Devil? Are you going home?”

“No, I’m leaving this world.”

Raintea wiped her tears and said, “Due to some rumors, I won’t be happy here. Though I’m sorry to leave you, I have to go. Thank you, Little Fairy. I don’t know your name, so I called you Little Fairy. Do you have a name? Victoria City has a race called Fairy.”

“Victoria City? Ah! Is that the Human City that waged war with Eternal Kingdom? Do they have Fairies? Did they imprison the Fairies? Did they torture them?”

The Little Fairy was agitated when she heard about it. Though Little Fairies and Fairies were two distinct races, they lived in the forest and had little wings. They had the same lineage, with the Fairies being more… secular.

“No, we didn’t torture them…”

Raintea wanted to say that the Faction War was brutal, but she didn’t say it. She felt that the Little Fairy wouldn’t be happy.

“Ah, that’s good. Yes, my name is…”

The Little Fairy braced her chest proudly. Before she spoke, Sherlock’s voice was heard coming from outside the treehouse.

“Little Fairy!”

“Please wait for a moment.” The Little Fairy looked unhappy and a little angry. After soothing her emotions, she peered warily out of the treehouse. She looked at Sherlock, who was under the treehouse, and asked, “What’s up, you Devil? What evil plan do you have?”

“Nothing much, it’s just a greeting.”

Sherlock stood below the treehouse, surrounded by curious and quiet gamers.

The gamers were restrained by Sherlock, and they entered the Plot Animation Mode.

Sherlock was smiling cordially. He looked at the Little Fairy above and said, “Your execution time is approaching.”

“What—!”

The Little Fairy shouted in shock. Raintea was also dumbstruck, but she was unable to speak since she was also in the Plot Animation Mode.

…

A new Plot had surfaced, and it was out of everyone’s expectations.

Sherlock appeared at the flowerbed and said to the Little Fairy, “Your execution time is approaching.”

He captured the Little Fairy, who attempted to escape, grabbing her wings like he did when capturing Eggface.

The Little Fairy wouldn’t yield so easily. She spat her saliva like a machine gun. Though it was effective against the gamers, it was useless against Sherlock.

All the saliva was deflected and made harmless by his Mana Shield.

Sherlock captured their Life Skill Instructor, the Little Fairy, right in front of the gamers.

Sherlock wouldn’t kill the Little Fairy easily.

The gamers received a series of missions.

Saving the Little Fairy, Part One

Raintea was included in the missions.