Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 349: Maisy and Noan

The crowd huddled close together, trying to keep each other warm, but the temperature was too low, and a few people couldn't take it anymore and fainted.

But everyone kept going because they knew that if they stopped, they would all die.

Along the way, the monsters they had brought with them also began to die, their numbers gradually dwindling.

Ravic looked around and sighed, "Hang in there a little longer, we're almost there."

Everyone heard Ravic's words of comfort but didn't want to react, moving only like soulless corpses.

BAM!

Suddenly, the snow ahead exploded, and immediately after, a group of black shadows rushed towards them.

"This is bad! The enemy is attacking!"

No one knew who shouted, but everyone startled, hurriedly directing their soldiers and heroes to fight.

But the crowd was like drunken men, the cold clouding their minds, leaving only a last shred of willpower to keep them moving.

At that moment, a group of Skeletons charged toward them.

They seemed to fear neither the cold nor fatigue, clad in armor, swords and shields in hand, charging toward everyone.

"AGH!"

"Run! Quickly!"

"No! Don't kill me!"

"Help! Save me!"

Only ten Skeletons, but they were like wolves in a chicken coop, easily slaughtering the lords present.

They looked at Ravic with hope.

But at that moment, Ravic smiled cruelly and said softly, "Sorry, you are the main characters of this feast."

"What! Ravic, you tricked us."

"Damn it! Run! We can't win!"

"The captain and Ravic tricked us, don't fight."

"Hurry up!"

BAM!

At that moment, ten more Skeletons appeared from behind, blocking their retreat.

Blood was everywhere, splattered across the snow, but it was quickly covered by the snow.

This wasn't a battle, it was just a massacre.

Over 150 D-rank lords, 500 soldiers, and the heroes they brought with them, none survived.

The massacre lasted only an hour, after which the Skeletons began cleaning up the battlefield.

Ravic, watching from afar, frowned and muttered, "Those Skeletons have finished fighting, but I still don't see their master. Could it be that he's not coming here?"

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice rang out behind Ravic, startling him, accompanied by a terrifying aura and pressure like an invisible hand squeezing his heart.

Ravic trembled violently.

Although he couldn't see his opponent, the aura emanating from them filled him with fear.

It was as if he was facing the most terrifying, bloodthirsty monster.

Ravic swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself, but his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest, making it difficult for him to remain calm.

"You... you are..."

"The one you've been searching for..." Noan replied.

He waved his hand, and Ravic's body felt as though it were being squeezed by an invisible hand, rendering him unable to move.

Ravic's body slowly rose into the air, then spun around.

Only now could he see who was standing behind him.

A young man, but he couldn't make out his face clearly, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

Snowflakes swirled through the air, but as soon as they neared the young man, they vanished, as if an invisible wall blocked them.

"You are..." Ravic was confused, hesitating between two lords he knew: the rank E lord who had led the Zombie Wave event and the rank F lord who had passed 10 floors of the challenge tower.

"I am them..." Noan replied simply.

"What?! You..." Ravic's eyes widened, looking at Noan in utter confusion: "You're both of them?"

"Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant to me," Noan said, his voice cold. "But if you don't tell me why you're looking for me, then..."

Noan slowly clenched his fist, and Ravic immediately felt terrifying pressure squeezing him from all sides, as if an invisible giant hand was trying to crush him.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound of his bones creaked as if they were about to snap.

"I... I want to cooperate." Ravic hurriedly spoke up.

"Hm?!" Noan frowned, slowly releasing his hand.

At that moment, a small, adorable figure with dark purple hair emerged from behind Noan, smiling and saying, "Long time no see, Ravic."

"You're... Violette?" Ravic was startled upon seeing Violette.

Although she looked very different from before, even her face had become much more beautiful, but that personality, that smile... he still remembered it very well.

"Hehehe... Bingo!" Violette said slyly, "It seems you and the management team have had a difficult time, how pitiful."

"Unlike me, I've now given up my right to be a lord. I can only be this man's woman, serving him with my body and heart."

"You..." Ravic saw Violette hugging Noan intimately, and his heart skipped a beat in fear.

He had just realized how terrifying this man was, yet Violette could embrace him so intimately, meaning she had... become his woman.

And of course, he accepted her, which was why she could be so comfortable.

Ravic began to tremble. He knew very well what Maisy had done to Violette.

Although he had nothing to do with it, if Violette was upset and wanted him dead, he couldn't resist.

"Ah! Are you afraid? Kekekeke... You always act calmer than everyone else, so why are you so scared now?" Violette laughed sarcastically.

She looked at Noan and said coquettishly, "Master, carry me..."

Noan sighed, but in the end, he still carried her like a princess in his arms.

Ravic found this scene even harder to believe. Although Violette called Noan 'Master', what he was doing now made it seem like their relationship was not that of master and slave.

"Master, it seems these people want to cooperate with you, but... they look completely untrustworthy." Violette pouted, her words full of sarcasm and contempt.

Ravic trembled, like a chicken being held by the neck by someone else; if that person didn't like him, he would surely die.

Noan sighed and said, "So what do you think I should do?"

"Kekeke... It's very simple..." Violette wrapped her arms around Noan's neck, kissed him lightly on the chest, then looked at Ravic and smiled like a demon: "Just kill them all."

Ravic shuddered and quickly explained: "We can negotiate. What do you want? We can accommodate you. Everything can be discussed."

"My master wants you dead..." Violette said, her voice cold and terrifying.

Ravic took a deep breath, his body trembling, but his eyes remained fixed on Noan.

Noan frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Take me to see Maisy."

"Ah! Okay..." ...

…

Maisy was sitting in her room, feeling uneasy and anxious.

The giant butterfly flying above her head like a magical creature seemed to sense something and began to lose control.

"What are you doing?" Maisy frowned and asked.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but the uneasiness in her heart only grew stronger.

"Strange, could it be that the others all failed?" Maisy muttered, "Impossible! They're all D-rank lords, they should at least be able to hold out for a day, how could they lose so quickly?"

"Buffio, go outside and scout the situation a bit."

Hearing Maisy speak, Buffio shook his head repeatedly, then flew to the corner of the house, using his wings to cover his body, huddling there.

Maisy frowned, feeling that Buffio was probably just afraid of the cold. After all, it was just an insect, and for insects, cold was the most terrifying thing they had to face.

"Looks like I should go check the situation." Maisy made up her mind, after all, this matter was very important, concerning her very existence.

Everyone else's death had nothing to do with her, but if the plan failed, she feared...

"Are you looking for me?"

"AGH!" Maisy was startled when she heard a masculine voice ring out.

She turned her head and immediately saw a man sitting on the chair she had just been sitting on, with a cute little girl sitting on his lap, resting her head against his chest.

"You are..." Maisy seemed to have guessed something, but she still tried to stay calm and asked softly, "Are you that person?"

"That's right." Noan spoke softly: "I don't have much time. You have five minutes to convince me. After five minutes, if I'm not satisfied..."

"You can die."