I am a reincarnation player.

Yuuki looked at the red-haired girl standing solemnly in the distance and asked with a smile:

"Ms. Phonina, what do you think the Supreme Council will do to me when I go to Night City this time?"

After the excitement of victory passed, Finina looked confused and conflicted. Yuki had played too big a game this time. As witnessed by all the Night Watchmen of the Southern Legion, he was the mysterious and powerful man sent by the headquarters, and he must be a mysterious and powerful man.

Now the news has spread throughout the entire continent. You can't say that this is a minion of the night. Do you still want to maintain morale?

Well, even if morale doesn't matter, the Night's Watch has exposed its underwear. Wouldn't the minions be unscrupulous and start fighting directly in the core area of ​​the continent? Should they really go into the night and remain neutral?

"I, I don't know. I think your Excellencies are also feeling very complicated."

It would be strange if it wasn't complicated. Who would be willing to abandon everything and join Rufeng? Ultimately, everything comes down to strength. If you can't deal with the players, you can only use my tiger skin to intimidate them.

Yuki's mind was as clear as a mirror, and he knew the previous thoughts of the Night Watch's top leaders.

He had asked Yuki to make a sword, and every extra player he killed was a profit, even breaking his oath to facilitate it. But in turn, he was being held hostage by himself, and now he was filled with doubts, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He took the initiative to ask for an airship to go to Yedu. The Supreme Council certainly wanted to stop it, but the news had already spread throughout the continent. At this time, the fake show had become real. If they wanted to expose it again, it would not only be a matter of slapping themselves in the face, but also expose their own weakness, morale would explode, and then a super strong man who suppressed the southern battlefield would retaliate wildly.

The group of people led by the lazy bishop have been giving the Night's Watch a lot of headaches. Now that Yuki has dealt with them, even an idiot can do such a simple math problem.

"But you are quite brave. You dare to go to Yedu despite the obstruction." Finina said gritting her teeth. She found that she seemed to have been fooled and inadvertently made things worse.

When the airship took off, her superiors finally gave her a clear order, asking her to stop Yuki from heading north. But she was just a small level 4 night watchman. Was she going to cry while holding Yuki's trouser legs?

"Courage? Do you think those gentlemen would hide their swordsmen and kill me?" Yuki folded his arms, dismissive. "If that's the case, I won't let them do it. When the Soul Fire Guns clash, what do you think the residents of Night City will see?"

"Yes, the Night's Watch is in turmoil. All those 'turncoats' and 'roundabout ways to save the country' idiots must step forward. Your greatest strength is your tight organization and clear command. Without even that, you'll be nothing more than meat on the lips of our minions, and you might even perish faster than ordinary people."

As soon as she finished speaking, Finina leaned against the wall as if all her strength had been drained away. They had already figured it out. This had nothing to do with intelligence or logic. Just hold on to one thing:

Players are rewarded for killing Night Watchmen, but the reason most players don't do it is because of the balance between risk and benefit. If there is no risk, who would complain about having too many points?

You think you can use me as a knife?

Yuki snorted. He could ignore the oath, wealth and power, but there was no need to risk his life because of doubt.

"This Miss Finina is so pitiful." Irina said in a low voice, causing Homura Akemi to nod repeatedly.

He was eaten and had no strength to resist.

"To be precise, all the players in this dungeon are pitiful."

Mana corrected, swinging her legs, full of pleasure. If there weren't so many people watching, she would have rushed over and hugged Yuki's hand.

This is my brother, he can do anything!

......

The night city was approaching and the streets were full of people.

Those were cheers for the heroes, those were petals flying all over the sky. Just as Yuuki said, the Dark Continent desperately needed a victory to boost morale.

This cannot solve the fundamental problem, and the increasingly rampant tide of darkness will not stop, but the most precious thing in the doomsday is hope. From princes and nobles to ordinary citizens, who wants to be wiped out like pigs and dogs in one city after another?

The tide of night will extinguish more than half of the lights, and the player war will turn a city into a dead zone. Take the "survivors" for example, each of them is full of terrifying viruses. Dr. William only needs ten minutes to infect the city and turn hundreds of thousands of people into disgusting zombies.

And he has already done it. Those horrifying photos appeared on the front page, suddenly making people feel how happy it is to be swallowed by the night. If it weren't for the night tide, there would probably be millions of zombies rampant on the continent, and even the night watchmen would be exhausted to death.

"Players are much more ferocious than the Night. Even their souls can become props."

Yuki looked at the cheering people on the street and felt that he had done a great thing. Players were mobile disasters, and their danger could not be judged solely by their combat power.

For example, Dr. William and Asura Rhinoceros Beetle. The former can't last more than five minutes, but when it comes to destroying a civilization, his G virus is extremely efficient.

“And I won the bet.”

The airship ignored the triumphal ceremony on the ground and flew directly to the black tower. This was the headquarters of the Night's Watch, a key department that players could never sneak into.

But at this moment, there were only a few people on the top platform, and whether they were willing or not, they all opened their arms to him.

Fake infiltration, using all kinds of extraordinary skills, taking huge risks, sneaking in like a thief.

The real infiltration is to use your power to overwhelm others and use common interests to make those who are hostile to you come to greet you.

Emiya, Illya, Homura Akemi, and Wolf all felt like they were dreaming. Two days ago, they were still thinking about how to avoid being tracked by the Night Watch and enter the core area of ​​the continent. They didn't even think about coming to Yedu, they just wanted to find a small village to hide.

Just 40 hours later, they arrived in Night City, at the Night Watch headquarters, still as VIPs.

How ironic! Is this hidden sage so powerful?

Homura Akemi secretly glanced at the man in front of her. They were both well-known lone rangers in the reincarnation game, so how could the gap between them be so huge? They were not even in the same dimension.

She is the chess piece and Raymond is the player.

Yuki followed his gaze and Homura Akemi immediately lowered her head. This respect made him very satisfied.

She can go back in time and transform any equipment in a dungeon into low-level chaos items and store them. The abilities of this magical girl are as expected.

She even saved a few megaton nuclear bombs for later use.

Then there is the legendary 'Sekiro', who is an expert in assassination and has a causal-level 'Ninja Killing' skill that can cause huge damage 100%. He is equipped with a chaos-level 'Medicine Gourd', which can even regenerate severed limbs after a few bites.

"Don't talk for a while, just watch my performance."

Yuki turned his head, the airship descended, and the hatch opened. The mortals knelt on one knee, not daring to look directly at the savior passing by them.

It was noon, and the tallest building on the Dark Continent was extremely bright. Yuki saw five men and women in black uniforms and tricorn hats standing in the distance, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Disgust, fear, helplessness, but also a hint of hope.

Good look, I like it.

Yuki smiled gently, his black boots stepping on the floor. He was not nervous, nor was he timid. He held his head high and chest out, really like a night watchman returning victoriously.

"Fenina, please introduce me to the Excellencies of the Supreme Council."

The red-haired girl walked over blankly. She was really confused. As a staunch oath-bearing Night's Watchman, she now brought her minions to the headquarters and met with the Excellency of the Supreme Council.

As for the so-called guide party, she can be considered to be at the highest level.

"This is Lord Klein of the Inquisition." She stood between the two sides and extended her hand to a thin old man with a goatee.

"Yes, we've met before." Yuki recognized that this was the man in the cafe. The old man moved his mouth, smiled bitterly and nodded.

During that meeting, Klein went to confirm whether Yuki could be used, but in just a few days, he took the initiative to come to him.

"This is Chief of Staff, Lord Mortensen."

The second person was a middle-aged man with black hair. He was serious but had the gentlest expression.

Mortensen, leader of the Oathfists, believed in using whatever means necessary to quell the catastrophe, and my approach was recognized.

Finina, the guide, had already given the information, and Yuki smiled and nodded in greeting.

"This is Ms. Murphy, Deputy Chief of Staff."

The serious woman with brown hair and sparse wrinkles, who looked like an old woman in a monastery, had a blank expression and did not greet Yuuki.

She is Ms. Molly's sister. Her relatives died at the hands of players, so naturally she was not in a good mood. If Yuki had not indirectly helped her to avenge her, the fight would have started.

"Director of the Night Research Laboratory, my direct superior, Lord Robertson."

This was a night watchman with frameless glasses, brown curly hair, and a scholarly look. He seemed indifferent to everything and had no reaction when he was introduced.

The director of the Night Research Laboratory, well, is someone who must be won over, and the clue lies with him.

Yuki, on the other hand, paid the most attention to the night watchman. He then turned his head and looked at the last middle-aged man with a mustache, a slightly fat figure, and a mercenary look between his eyebrows. There was no need for Finina to introduce this man.

"Commander of the Night's Watch, Lord Ericson."

"Nice to meet you. You're really brave to come here. This stubborn girl, Finina, should have told the Supreme Council about its opinion." The slightly plump middle-aged man took the initiative to walk up with a shrewd smile on his face.

"Why not? In terms of combat power, the five of you combined are no match for us, and you can't afford the cost of an 'internal strife'." Yuki also went forward, and Mana and the night watchmen became visibly nervous.

But the two people walking towards each other seemed not to care and chatted casually.

"Your words are a bit arrogant. The price you pay will not be light."

"No, no, you've lost more. We have many options. At worst, we can go back and grab the Soul Lamp. But the Night Watch has only one way out, turning into the night. Oh, this road is not easy either. There is a very powerful minion hiding in the night."

"You can even guess this? This girl, Fenina, probably doesn't know this secret."

"That's an easy guess. With your means, if you could easily move into the tidal range, you would have done it long ago. Businessmen don't care about oaths, they only care about risk and reward. This catastrophe will kill over 70% of the continent's population, and you're thinking about how to preserve the remaining 30% and use the remaining Night Watchmen to reshuffle the deck."

"Funina did a great job. She sold me out before the negotiations even started."

"Don't blame her. Any night watchman can ask about your reputation, 'Merchant' Erikson." Yuki stopped and was less than half a meter away from the slightly fat man, showing the same mercenary smile.

"But precisely because of this, I'm determined to cooperate. It's too tiring to discuss with a young man with a head full of vows. I prefer my own kind."

Eriksson raised his eyebrows and his smile became playful: "You are also good at business?"

"Of course not as good as you, but people like us don't care about justice and evil, we only care about risk and reward, and only the latter is the most solid."

The four looked at each other but no one spoke. Eriksen came from a wealthy merchant family and became the commander by scheming. He never cared about any rules and regulations and was very flexible in his methods.

He was despised and spurned, but no one could deny that he made the Night's Watch expand rapidly and freed it from the long-standing moral kidnapping.

Why must the night watchmen abide by their oaths, not marry or have children, sleep during the day, and keep watch at night, making no one want to do this hard job?

Strength means power, and power means wealth. During his tenure, the number of Night Watchmen expanded several times.

Although morality was rapidly deteriorating, without such multiple numbers, they didn't even have the qualifications to resist in this instance.

He was an extremely smart and shrewd businessman. He had laid out the plan at the beginning of the dungeon. Because the leadership system of the Night's Watch was a centralized democracy, with seven council members voting to decide, Yuki even suspected that the two people who fell were caused by him on purpose.

After all, Molly and Bulmoga are stubborn opponents. If they were there, Yuki would not dare to come.

A hundred meters high, the wind was whistling past, Yuki and Eriksson looked at each other, and after a few seconds, they opened their arms and hugged each other very affectionately.

"Welcome, Mr. Raymond. I'm sure you'll bring me a lot of surprises."

"That's inevitable. Even greater surprises are yet to come. I'm sure your dreams will be fulfilled."

"Oh? You also know my ideal?"

"Isn't it about making sure your efforts are equal to your gains? The Night's Watch should stand above all other nations and be the true arbitrators."

"My dear friend, it would be great if you could come earlier."

what?

Not to mention the Night's Watch, even Manas and other players were dumbfounded. Where were the promised verbal sparring and fierce confrontation? How could this scene, like a meeting between old friends, be like this?

Illya nudged her bestie with her elbow and whispered, "Isn't Mr. Raymond using mind control?"

How do I know this?

Mana stared and thought carefully for a while before finding the clue.

That was when he left Rosen City and came to Night City for the first time. Yuki was already studying the senior leaders of the Night Watch. There was no such thing as mind control. This was clearly an excuse that had been prepared long ago.

Yes, Yuki had studied the seven council members a long time ago, especially this commander. Unlike the commander-in-chief of the defense army, he was by no means a hero, but in the catastrophe when the enemy was strong and we were weak, he was the best leader.

Declare war on all players for the sake of dignity? The last woman to declare war on all nations was Cixi, and she is now completely forgotten.

To keep their oath, launch a desperate charge into the night? The lazy bishop must have been grinning to his face. Isn't this just giving away points?

He simply saw through the nature of the catastrophe and found patterns from previous catastrophes. Only players can deal with players. The Night's Watch should conserve their strength and act as a weight at critical moments to break the balance of the scales.

So Eriksson has been selecting "business partners", and Yuki is not the only one taking a similar path. At least five camps have taken the same strategy route.

But some of them were too clumsy and were deceived by the Night's Watch. They could not handle this complex relationship of being both a partner and an enemy, and finally resorted to using control skills.

Some of them are too upright and just, and really want to help the Night's Watch win, but before they can gain trust, they are hunted by their own kind.

The reason for this is the unique leadership structure of the Night's Watch. The commander-in-chief does not have absolute say. Even if he wants to get close to the players, he will be hindered, and it will not be enough to convince other colleagues.

But Yuki appeared at the right time, and no matter whether they opposed, agreed or were neutral, they had no way to stop him.

"The timing is great, but joining forces isn't easy." Erickson seemed relieved and nodded to the four colleagues behind him. "You have to convince them first. Otherwise, even if they agree verbally, they'll still cause trouble behind the scenes. You don't want to waste your time on these idiots, do you?"

Yuki turned his head and looked. Murphy, Klein, Mortensen, and Robertson stood quietly. Each of them had a different opinion, and each of them represented a deep-rooted faction that even the commander could not reach.

"Don't worry." Yuki smiled confidently and waved his hand like a master.

"I'll give them an offer they can't refuse."

Chapter 13 Where did King Daimo find the monster?!

Night's Watch, headquarters, the Supreme Council Chamber.

This is a hall of about 1,000 square meters. The gray-white walls are covered with portraits, which are the portraits of all the commanders over the past thousand years.

The hall was solemn and simple. The slightly gorgeous crystal chandelier was replaced by Ericson with his own money. On one side of the hall were stepped seats, and on the other side were seven high-backed chairs, where the remaining five Level 1 Night Watchmen were sitting.