I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“All right, senior!” Chu Weiwei suppressed the excitement in her heart and got to work again.

She started to check the other boxes that were lying around on the ground.

When she opened them, she found equipment, medicine, and various other items.

She even found a recipe for a potion.

Cross-Dressing Potion:

Quality: Silver high-grade.

Origin: Any Nightmare World with a King/Knight in it.

Formula: 30 grams of Disguising Lotion, 7 grams of All-Purpose Water. Let it ferment for 10 days in a Nightmare fermenter.

Application: Apply on the skin.

Explanation: If I lifted a rabbit by its ears, the male would twitch its front legs, while a female would keep its eyes closed most of the time. But if I let them run side by side, who would know which is male and which is female? Give up the fight! Human, I know that you’ve wanted this for a long time. Wear that pink dress and put on that purple hair clip. Get your lipstick and nail polish on. Believe me, the entire world will be mesmerized by you!

You can sell this to the Realm of Nightmare and get 1,500 Nightmare Points!

When Chu Weiwei saw this potion recipe, she was stunned for a few moments.

Then she received a prompt from the Mark of Nightmare: “Team Leader MonkFahai has given you the Cross-Dressing Potion recipe.”

“You have received the recipe for Cross-Dressing Potion.”

Chu Weiwei looked up in surprise.

Then she spotted her senior giving her a look filled with encouragement.

This made her face blush a little bit, so she quickly changed the subject and asked, “Senior, what do I do with the equipment and other items that I’ve picked up?”

“Anything that’s less than silver-grade can be sold off,” said the monk without thinking too much about it.

Chu Weiwei was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but then she nodded.

She followed her senior’s instructions and sold off all the equipment and miscellaneous items that were less than silver-grade.

After that, she received a few prompts from the Realm of Nightmare.

You have sold a Black Iron low-grade piece of equipment: slave’s riding boots worth 50 Nightmare Points. But because you are not the owner of this item, you will only get 5 Nightmare Points as a tip.

You have sold a Black Iron high-grade piece of equipment: Slave’s long sword, worth 150 Nightmare Points. But because you are not the owner of this item, you will only get 14 Nightmare Points as a tip.

…

After a lot of prompts, Chu Weiwei realized that all the equipment and miscellaneous items that she had sold thanks to her senior had added up to nearly 600 points in just tips.

This was really…

She sold off all the equipment and miscellaneous items that were below silver-grade.

Chu Weiwei’s Mark of Nightmare then was only left with a few pieces of silver-grade equipment and Magical Items.

After her senior had checked through the descriptions of all these things, he allowed her to take two of the pieces of equipment for herself.

Chu Weiwei felt terribly honored. She didn’t know how to thank him.

She could only clasp her hands and bow. “Thank you, senior, for your great kindness! I will repay you in the days to come.”

…

Ling PingAn looked at this female player who was so obsessed with the game and scratched his head. He was thinking, “It’s only two pieces of equipment, and you can’t exchange them for money either…”

“This girl is a little too over the top!”

To Ling PingAn, it was true that this Legend of Nightmare had been really well-designed and developed, and it used the latest technology of the Federal Empire…

But, at the end of the day, it was just a game.

So none of these things were worth any money to him now.

Of course, these things might be worth money in the future.

But that was a discussion for a later time.

So he didn’t think very much about it now.

But, in order to show off, he cleared his throat and replied, “It’s just two material items. You’re too obsessed with these superficial things.”

“Also, we have crossed each other’s paths because of fate.”

“Perhaps these two items were fated to be yours because of something that happened in a different lifetime.”

Ling PingAn then pretended to be high and mighty as he shouted a Buddhist chant, “Amitabha!”

The female player put her palms together and very reverently bowed to him. “Senior, you are of high morals and upright. Your junior will learn from you.”

This fed Ling PingAn’s ego quite a bit.

When it came to playing games, feeling good was the most important thing.

So he started walking forward once again.

“Good donor! There are many more demons in this place that are waiting for me to send them into the nether world.”

That’s right. He had to quickly find the next place with demons so that he could earn more Nightmare Points by killing them.

He needed about another 10,000 points to be able to purchase that Gold Skill Scroll and obtain a new skill.

To be honest, when Ling PingAn had first discovered the presence of this female player, he didn’t want to be bothered by her at all.

But later, he realized he had a problem.

If he just went around killing and harvesting everything in the game with no impunity and had no audience to watch him do it, then it was missing that feel-good factor.

It was just like how the main character in a novel always needed a few sidekicks to look more impressive.

And, in reality, even a comedic duo had one member to play a supporting role.

For these reasons, he’d decided to invite this female player to join his team.

First, he wanted someone to witness his amazing abilities and incomparable skills in the game.

Second, it was really too troublesome to pick up all the trash on the ground all the time.

He needed an assistant of sorts too.

…

Ling PingAn brought the female player called PrettyWeiWei along as he traveled on.

He followed a deserted, quiet asphalt road that headed eastward.

After a while, he saw a light in the distance again.

When he listened carefully, he could hear the faint sound of waves breaking.

This made Ling PingAn immediately become excited.

Of course, he didn’t forget to follow the manner of speech he’d had to adopt in this Legend of Nightmare.

“Amitabha!” He looked at the light source in the distance. “The evil aura of that place is terrible [which meant that there were many points to be collected there], so I will be like an angry gorilla and become like a Vidyārāja, a Wisdom King, banishing these things and attaining nirvana as soon as possible!”

He hastened his steps and started moving ahead quickly.

But that was really tough on Chu Weiwei behind him.

In just a few minutes, she was panting and perspiring profusely.

Thankfully, the source of the light wasn’t too far away. In just a few moments, Ling PingAn was able to see what the whole place looked like.

It was an ancient castle that had been built on a cliff facing the sea.

Looking at its architecture, it had clearly been built in the style of bastions from 200 years ago.

The light from several candles shone brightly from the windows of the castle.

There seemed to be some figures walking around inside.

He could also hear some melodious, cheery music being played from inside.

In front of Ling PingAn, another plaque appeared.

He walked nearer to take a look at it, only to find that it had been written in a language that belonged to some country outside the Federal Empire.

He scratched his head because he couldn’t understand these words at all.

But when Chu Weiwei finally caught up with him and spotted the stone plaque, she exclaimed in shock, “Senior, this is Aker Castle!”

“Aker Castle?” Ling PingAn was a little stunned. “You mean Aker Castle from 200 years ago?”

This caught him by surprise.

Most citizens of the Federal Empire didn’t really bother themselves too much about anything that happened outside of the Federal Empire…

Especially those who had been born after the Federal Empire was formed.

Many of them didn’t even know how many countries there were in the world. They had no idea about what sort of place all these messy non-Federation countries were.

But there were always exceptions.

This Aker Castle was one of them.

That was because a bloody battle had happened here in the past.

The battle had happened toward the end of the Federal Empire’s war to free the southern Shang Dynasty.

The two parties fighting this battle had both been enemies of the Federal Empire at that time. The party fighting against the Aker Castle was termed by the history textbooks in the Federation as the Prince of Qin, who was also known as the Pioneer of Freedom. He was the Commander of the Kingdom of France and later became the head of the Holy Roman Empire. Of course, he had a place in the Federal Empire’s history textbooks. But it was only a 20- or 30-word paragraph…

This battle at Aker Castle changed the course of the Land of Qin’s history.

The one who’d lost the war was forced to retreat. After they returned to their country, there was a great political change, and the old, corrupt government was overturned.

The victors of Aker Castle wanted to annihilate their enemies, so they created a Sacred Alliance.

There were also many legends that had grown up about that particular battle.

For example, Ling PingAn had had a classmate in college who had gone to study in the Kingdom of France.

Whenever he talked about this bloody battle, he always got very worked up, saying things like “The English were despicable and actually planted an undead army within the castle!” and “If they hadn’t done that, how could the brave and fearless infantry of the king have suffered such a defeat?”

Ling PingAn just replied very simply, “That’s right, the great Kingdom of France would never surrender unless Paris fell first!”

The classmate didn’t know what to say after that.

The stories that his classmate recounted were some of the most widely known legends.

According to these legends, the opponent had been an army of evil spirits led by a terrifying demonic general.

This was how they’d managed to defend the castle for one year with very little support, causing the God of War of Qin to abandon the battle and finally lose miserably.

From the look of it, the game developers had probably designed this place with that legend in mind.

Ling PingAn thought about this as he walked farther ahead to touch that stone plaque.

Just like the last time, a prompt appeared in front of him: Dear Player, you have reached the core of the Nightmare: Aker Castle.

You can choose:

A: Apparently, Princess Mauradon lives in Aker Castle. She has plump, juicy legs as well as a bright, mesmerizing mouth. You can invite her to attend a grand banquet held for the sake of reproducing life.

B: You are unaffected by anything worldly. Mercifulness is your virtue, and exterminating demons is your mission.

Ling PingAn didn’t need to think about this choice for more than a minute and chose B immediately.

The moment he made his choice, all the candles in the castle were extinguished instantly.