The Grim Reaper Pressed the Game Exit Button

I am the Grim Reaper, an intelligent NPC. After accidentally saving someone, the main brain gave me a disguise and sent me to work overtime.

I don't want to go out, I don't want to wo...

Chapter 103: I feel bad. Why do I have to work overtime during the Chinese New Year? I am...

Chapter 103: I feel bad. Why do I have to work overtime during the Chinese New Year? I am...

I was lost in thought when something suddenly moved beside me. I almost slapped it, but it caught my hand.

The bony hand pressed down the back of my hand, and the messy head rubbed against my arm. The wild and cold face rose from the quilt, with sleepiness. Sean yawned, his nose was high and his jaw was clearer than most people's life plans: "Is this how you welcome me back?"

"...Sean?"

I finally realized what was happening and rubbed his head with my hand: "I should be the one asking you this question. When did you come back?"

"Last night, you were already asleep when I came back. So I didn't wake you up."

Sean didn't refuse me, rubbing his elbow against mine. Like a leopard basking in the spring sun. I combed his hair with my fingers, and we lay on the bed together to enjoy the morning. The morning light flowed on his naked honey-colored back, sucking my palms like it was coated with something.

He couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed my hand, with a threatening look in his eyes: "Are you still touching me? If you do, I'll touch you lower down. What's the point of just touching my back?"

But it really feels good to touch? I withdrew my hand as if nothing had happened: "Have you solved the problem outside?"

Sean shrugged, his tail wrapped around my legs. "It's not that easy. The Beast God is so difficult to deal with after getting mixed up with them, like an indestructible cockroach. I'll leave it to Neil."

Me: “…Huh?”

Me: “Didn’t he beat you?”

Sean's eyes flashed with teasing: "I told him to help me with the work, and I spoke well of him in front of you. He agreed."

I didn't even have to think about it. This guy must be pretending to be a snake, but in fact he just threw everything to the other party and came back. I rubbed my forehead and said, "Aren't you afraid that he will come back and quarrel with you?"

"Just tell me whether I conveyed your message or not." Wolf chuckled and put his chin on my shoulder. There was a hint of teasing in his voice. "Even if he came in person, I would have said it."

"...If you bully the honest Longlong all day long, you will be in trouble sooner or later."

"As long as you stand by my side, what should I be afraid of? Compared to that, do you want to sleep a little longer?" Sean yawned. "When I came back yesterday, I heard from Remiel that the army has been integrated and only the final call is left. If you don't sleep now, you will have no chance later. The front line is not as stable as the rear."

There was a dark tint in his eyes, as if to prove what he said. His tail hooked around my waist, and I couldn't help but move my hands more gently. I tucked the quilt in for him and said, "Go to sleep. We'll talk about other things after you wake up."

Sean hummed twice, closed his eyes and continued to sleep. His eyelashes were covered with the golden glow of the morning light, which made people feel soft. I stood up carefully and walked out, and suddenly I heard a voice behind me, "I miss you so much."

I almost thought I had misheard, and turned to look at Sean. The big wolf was lying on my bed, and I quickly glanced at the two points on his chest, and fell into a subtle silence. Sean raised his eyebrows, smiling: "Really not going to sleep for a while?"

I felt like I was possessed and couldn't help but sit back.

Sean laughed softly, hooked his arm around my shoulders and fell backwards. The quilt bulged up and there was a rustling sound under it.

I was shocked: "You just sleep like this?"

Sean held me down leisurely, his tone teasing: "Then how do you want to sleep?"

*

It turns out that humans can't pet cats, and the same goes for wolves.

If I masturbate once, my life will be ruined. I had planned to get up early, but in the end I succumbed to the temptation of the wolf, just like a king seduced by beauty.

When I woke up again, it was already bright. Almost at the exact time we were supposed to get up, Remiel pushed open the door and came in, his boots tapping the ground, making a crisp sound.

I got up from the bed with my eyes closed, and walked under the bed in a daze. A hand pulled me. I sat down under the force, and the other person put the toothbrush in my hand. I brushed my teeth with my eyes closed. When I wanted to rinse my mouth, the cup was already handed to my mouth, and when I wanted to spit, the basin was already placed in front of me. After I rinsed my mouth, the other person took the toothbrush from my hand, washed my face and hands, wiped my hands and face, and put on my clothes himself.

After all this, I finally sobered up. I yawned and thanked him. Remiel said gently: "You're welcome. This is what I should do. Today's breakfast is oatmeal and maple muffins. Do you want double?"

His eyes moved around me. I had done nothing wrong, but I felt like I was being caught. Sean yawned and got up from the quilt, his upper body naked. Remiel looked at me immediately, and my mind skipped a beat, and I blurted out, "I didn't take it off."

Remiel's hands almost shook the porridge out, and Sean laughed so hard that he fell off the bed. Fortunately, there was a thick blanket on the ground. He got up and hugged me from behind with great joy. He was very big and heavy, and his slightly high body temperature came through the fabric. Sean was pushing me around like he had ADHD and asked me, "You really don't want to take it off? You can take it off anywhere, just point it at me."

My face turned black and I kicked him out. Remiel wiped the porridge that had spilled on the table and told me to go eat. I ignored Sean who was scrambling outside the door and sat down to eat breakfast.

The air was filled with a sweet aroma. Remiel lowered his head and used maple syrup to draw patterns on the muffins. The thick syrup outlined a little rabbit, and Remiel carefully added eyes. The blond knight held the plate in front of me with both hands, and the expectation on his face was not concealed: "Try it?"

Intellectually, I don't think this is a good idea. Emotionally, it's really great to have everything you want. Under Remiel's expectant gaze, I took a bite. The soft and delicious pancakes paired with maple syrup, the sweet and fragrant taste that melted in my mouth made my eyes light up: "Delicious! The kitchen made something really delicious today!"

"I made it. I thought you'd like a creamier muffin, so I increased the amount of milk."

There was a hint of happiness in Remiel's voice. He wiped the maple syrup bottle with restraint and delicacy. The scratching sound outside the door continued. We looked at each other and shrugged at the same time.

Lemuel asked, "Shall I let him in?"

I nodded helplessly. Remiel opened the door, and the wolf outside immediately rushed in. The wolf rushed to my feet in one breath, making a series of complaining grunts from its throat. I couldn't help but laugh and touched his head: "I won't throw you out next time, okay? Do you want some pancakes? Remiel made them, they're delicious."

Sean put his head on my knees and I fed him half a pancake. While petting the wolf, I asked Lemire, "Where are we going today?"

"Not today."

"!?" I immediately perked up: "Off today?" He suddenly turned around and glanced at Remiel with a subtle look in his eyes.

"Yes, the army will set off tomorrow. According to the plan, we have to go to the Elf Forest first." Remiel explained to me in a low voice. "The Elf Forest is under attack. The Shining Dragons are ready, and they will launch a surprise attack at the right time. Then a team of believers will conduct a large-scale sweep to clear out the basic monsters and hostile believers."

The hostile believers here do not refer to NPCs. I was a little surprised: "There are still people standing opposite?"

"There is always a shortage. The key is whether the church - or you - will choose to forgive or cleanse them." Remiel paused for a moment, and suddenly changed the subject, becoming normal and gentle, as if he didn't want to scare me. "By the way, the church recently found an outstanding knight, who will serve as your guard and accompany us on this mission. Do you want to go to the reception room to meet him?"

"Okay, let's go together."

I accepted his kindness. I wiped my mouth with a handkerchief, stood up and went to the reception room with Remiel. When the knight came in, I looked at the familiar face and could not help but remain silent.

My eyes kept moving back and forth between Remiel and the visitor's face, and I hesitated to speak.

Don't you think this face is familiar? The God of Light came down to earth with his own face, and no one recognized it? ? There are so many things to complain about that I don't know where to start.

Samuel winked at me flirtatiously when no one was paying attention, then he returned to normal before Remiel looked over and bowed respectfully to me: "It is an honor to be your guard, Your Highness."

I smiled wryly: "He is indeed a good knight. Stay. Remiel, you and Sean go help me pack the things I need to take tomorrow."

The two looked at each other and left the reception room. I then asked Samuel, "Why did you come down?"

He stopped pretending and stood up to talk to me openly: "Remire interfered with the game program. We can't expect all programs to work normally when the main line of the game crashes."

I was so upset. I had expected that Remiel from another world must have been behind this. "...I'm going to sue you for dereliction of duty."

"Don't worry, I left half of the program to continue playing the role of the God of Light, no one will recognize it." Samuel shrugged. "Besides, I have to protect my Son, right? The other side also sent a Son, I'm here to calm you down."

"Which Holy Son?"

"Hmm...Kazhuo's illegitimate child?" Samuel teased, with a meaningful look in his eyes. "I thought it was your arrangement. The Dark Son who caused a stir in the Beast God's side reappeared, which attracted a lot of people. If I'm not mistaken, he is talking about one of my aliases. But I wasn't there, how could it be--

etc.

In a flash, I remembered something: "... maybe, perhaps, it seems that I did arrange it... but when I arranged it, I didn't realize that things would turn out like this."

Samuel just thought I was being modest: "Don't give me that. You've played around with your status to such an extent, and you still say you didn't do it on purpose?"

I opened my mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

I did a good job in assigning tasks, but it was ultimately my subordinates who were too diligent. I feel a little ashamed to take credit for something like this. Seeing that I didn't say anything, Samuel brushed his fingertips across the back of my hand and asked me with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

I came back to my senses: "I'm thinking about going to the Elf Forest. I have to take a good look at how far you have come in playing with a flower, right?"

*

The journey to the Forest of Elves was not short, and it would take half a month. But the Church of Glory was always rich and powerful, so they directly chartered a magic crystal ship to take us there. In this way, the journey was shortened to a week.

The silver-white metal magic crystal ship passed through the clouds. The sky was an endless blue, and the sea of ​​clouds was rolling and gathering. But after sitting for a week, I was already visually tired and had no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery. Samuel and Remiel stood behind me on the left and right. Sean was very excited when he got on the boat, and now I don't know where he ran to.

Samuel suddenly spoke, his voice gentle: "We are here."

The once lush forest was now covered with burn marks, and the bodies of both sides were scattered all over the battlefield. Looking down from the sky, the star-like bright red spots were shocking, that was the area that was already covered with blood.

The elves are cleaning up the battlefield to prevent these corpses from turning into new armies.

The two-headed vultures flying in the air immediately spotted our uninvited guests. They let out long cries and rushed to crash into the magic crystal ship. At the critical moment, a ray of cold light came from below and exploded into dazzling fireworks in the air. The flames fell on the wings of the vultures and immediately ignited them. The vultures flew away in panic, and soon fell down wailing.

I stood on the edge of the ship and looked down. With my magically enhanced vision, I could clearly see the person who shot the arrow.

The silver-haired elf stood on the treetop, looking up at the sky. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail. My heart skipped a beat, and I felt that the elf's emerald green eyes were like a flowing lake, changing gorgeous colors under the sunlight.

The silver-white close-fitting light armor has an elf-like appearance, and the mithril glow flows, like petals distributed on the dark metal. Holding the exquisite longbow in his hand, Odysseus bends the bow and puts an arrow on it, and his magic soars into the air, piercing through everything in the air and clearing a long path among the beasts. He is like a loyal watchman, and any evil bird that crosses the border will be shot in the head with an arrow, turning into food for his peers to fight over.

The magic crystal ship slowly landed in the clearing in the forest. Odysseus jumped off the branch and landed lightly in front of the ship. The elf spoke with an elegant and pleasant voice.

"Welcome to the Natural Forest. I didn't expect that our next meeting would be like this."

The elf's eyes stayed on me for a long time, and suddenly he smiled, like a butterfly flapping its wings, dispersing the smoke of the battlefield. It was like a letter from winter.

"But it's nice to see you. When this is over, I'll take you to see the flowers."