"You...you...what do you want to do?"

Joey crossed her arms over her chest and asked in a timid voice.

He never imagined that this day would come for him.

Faced with three stunningly beautiful female elves, two of whom were naked, he actually felt a sense of fear.

"The older sisters want to play a game with you, a game that only adults can play!"

A naked female elf on the hospital bed pursed her lips, looking at Joey with amusement, as if Joey was merely her prey, a prey with no way to escape.

"A game only adults can play? Could it be... could it be that you..."

Although Joey didn't have any age-related psychological barriers with these "older sisters" who were hundreds of years older than him, he was still somewhat wary of the strength that Leiflia had displayed.

Besides, she originally came to kill him, but was temporarily fooled by Joey's smooth talk.

(Joey Brown, you're a transmigrator who was forced to come to this other world to work. What are you waiting for, this delicious female elf feast delivered right to your door?)

Faced with the adult games in the female elf's mouth, Joey began to yearn for them. After all, he came to this other world to eat, drink, and have fun, and picking up girls was an essential course for him. There was no reason not to take a bite of this fat meat that was delivered to his mouth.

Joey seemed to have overcome his psychological barrier, and his face showed a calm acceptance, but to Levia, it looked like he was ready to die, which was rather comical.

"I'm ready. Come on, all of you, attack me at once!"

Joey ripped off his clothes, revealing his broad chest.

"Hehehe, it seems pretty good!"

The female elf on the bed stared at Joey's chest for a long time before giving it a good review.

"Joey Brown, I think you've misunderstood something?"

Levia leaned against the door, unable to suppress a soft chuckle.

"Misunderstanding? I finally managed to mentally prepare myself, and you're telling me this is a misunderstanding?"

"So what exactly did I misunderstand?"

Joey is currently seething with anger, but what kind of anger he's feeling is open to interpretation.

"Chris Tina!"

"I. Tina!"

"These are the names of my two friends!"

Upon hearing Leiflia introduce herself, the two female elves on the hospital bed put away their playful smiles, slowly climbed off the bed, walked to the wardrobe opposite the bed, found two hospital gowns and put them on. The large hospital gowns were arched high at the chest area. Only then did the two female elves take out their hair, which they had put on together, from the clothes.

"Hello, I'm Chris!"

"Hello, I am one!"

The two female elves did not go to Joey's bedside again, but went to the door and stood with Leiflia, although the three of them stood in different postures.

(Standing like this really does give off a talent show vibe, but these three masters aren't really people you can choose for yourself!)

Joey was somewhat disappointed, but still had many doubts about what Lefreya had just said.

"Didn't you come here to play games with me? What exactly are adult games?"

As soon as Joey finished speaking, the female elves opposite him found it somewhat laughable.

"Hehehe, this human is really quite adorable! Levia, where did you find such a person?"

Chris continued to look at Joey with interest, though she wasn't actually looking at Leviathan, even though she was speaking to her.

"Murder game! This isn't suitable for children, even though you're about the same age as a child to us!"

The female elf named One finally explained the game to Joey, but still used it as an opportunity to mock him.

"A murder mystery game? Who to kill?"

At this point, Joey couldn't care less about her sarcasm; he was more concerned about what kind of game this murder game actually was.

"Strictly speaking, this isn't a killing game, but a game of killing orcs, and perhaps other races like the undead!"

Levia stared intently at Joey, her words clearly meant for him alone.

"You want to hunt orcs?"

Joey was utterly shocked. Wasn't the message from Marshal Karp that the elves were unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the Horde and the Alliance? Why were two female elves coming to tell Joey this again?

"The tribes that attempt to destroy this continent and bring disaster to the Sunwell are our enemies!"

"Besides, that little girl's birthday is in a few days, and there are many things we need to prepare!"

The ease on Leiflia's face vanished instantly, replaced by a gloomy expression.

At this point, Joey finally understood, and based on the context, he could guess the gist of it.

"You've been gone all these days just to find help?"

"Yes, otherwise, are we really going to rely on useless humans like you?"

"Cough cough cough, I don't like hearing that. I'm a human with decent combat strength, you know. I killed that red dragon solo. Do you know how impressive a solo kill is?"

"It's just an immature red dragon, that doesn't prove anything. Anyway, you can't beat me!"

(If that's what you're saying, I have no way to refute it. I've only lived for a few years, while you old monsters are hundreds of years old and have magic powers. How could I possibly be a match for you?)

"That's right, that's right! If it weren't for you elves supporting this continent, it would probably have collapsed long ago!"

Although Joey was uncomfortable, he was too lazy to argue at this point, mainly because arguing wouldn't yield any good results. So he simply kept quiet and flattered them instead, so that if anything went wrong, he could point fingers at them and say they were incompetent. Perhaps this was what was called "killing with praise" in his previous life.

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