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Chapter 330: Spy

Translator: imperfectluck Editor: Pranav

The battle with the "Wood Spirits Are So Cute&8221; team ended in five minutes, and four additional "elite undead&8221; were added to my undead army…

Don’t misunderstand! I didn’t kill them—there was no need to

I si a special uised ence… and they all actually believed me!

Yep, they believed me immediately and without any hesitation They even tried to extortpaid so ht, you absolutely can’t hoard the payment to yourself! We should all share with each other and do this ether!&8221; Sure, I replied, why not And they joined me in order to receive some Justice Points for very little work done

"This rotten &8221;

The barbarian Ah Gen was now a revolting Abomination with pink pieces of meat stuck over his body, all thanks tobones and rotting flesh Not to mention, he was an Aboy bottoround, his chin was crooked, and blood dripped froed forward—truly the perfect Abomination!

"Actually, with ant ht, I shall walk across rooftops and flash between shadows to steal away the lives of ant? Also, why does this rooftop battling proclamation of yours sound so faendary book known as ‘Assassin’?&8221;

"Yep, reading that book back in the day is exactly the reason I became a thief!&8221;

The more he nodded, the ain I hesitated, wondering if I should tell him that it was I who had written "Assassin&8221; back in the day to make some money It was a story filled ish fulfillical errors However, it had become mysteriously popular as it was a fun read But anyone that truly tried to i a thief would probably die more than one hundred ti at his huge smile and honest deh as a cockroach because he had yet to die I also came to the conclusion that it would be best not to ruin his worldview Yep, it definitely wasn’t because I felt it would be quite troubleso his drea like that

"So, his dreast the rooftops?&8221;

Judging by the barbarian Ah Gen’s weight and bulk, if he truly tried leaping across the rooftops like theto take into consideration would no longer be stealth, but how sturdy the rooftop was… Just think about it: what if you were "having fun&8221; in thetremendous landed on your home’s rooftop with a thunderous clap… Yep, I’ve definitely never tried sootten stuck in soetting stuck in soreat scene to witness! Perhaps I should even have hiether with a red and white robe and a fake white beard And if someone finds him, he could even say, "Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christifts to obedient children What? It’s suoblin compasses are so unreliable, and my dumb unicorns didn’t even re half of the world!&8221;

Cough—cough—I seeet back to the h "disgusting undead&8221; fashion accessories package, perfect for any powerful warrior Not only would it attract aggro, it would also be quite practical Those hulking rottingeyeballs would even help increase one’s Charisma towards banshees

"…Roland, we need to have a little chat I think you have soht then, it see bad about banshees in front of a banshee herself Just thinking about how this for more and , licking, and purring cutely… actually, Iathow I should explain things to her

Cough, I seeet back on track this ti them, the Wood Spirits are so Cute tea wood spirit cuties was now horrendously ugly

As Ian Abo a cape that summoned shadohich helped him pretend to be an undead shadow priest, while the handsome elf bard turned into an equally handsome Blood Tribe uise The heroic and stout dwarven auntie… was still an incredibly stout dwarven auntie!

This wasn’tundead uise soht of several hundred kilograht less than 14flesh And if she was disguised as an Aboe would make such a tiny Abomination

"Blood Tribe? Any real Blood Tribe member would cry if they saw a fellow ure&8221;

Of course, I finally found a uise her as a rather overweight corpse zoure of a dwarf, any other undead e that saw her would likely misconstrue her as a dwarf zo to become an undead

Of course, the prerequisite for this… was that Mary the dould be willing to let go of her own alcohol barrel! What corpse zoe alcohol barrel on their back—and even secretly take a few chugs froo of her "baggage&8221; was nigh i in the land of Eich: "Trying to o of their alcohol is just as io of their pride and artistry&8221;