Gamers of the Underworld

Evelynn sat in the office of the Adventurer’s Guild, smiling professionally while recording the requests of the Winterfell residents.

She recorded requests such as finding lost chicks, taking care of kids, and clearing clogged toilet bowls. Suddenly, she felt as though she was working for the Civil Administration Office of the Merchant’s Alliance.

These registered requests were assigned to the gamers at first chance. She witnessed how the gamers completed the missions that nobody wanted to do, feeling both moved and guilty at the same time.

Previously, Evelynn thought that the gamers were nut cases and looked down on them. However, seeing their friendly and warm-hearted manner in helping those lonely elderly folks, Evelynn realized the sincerity underneath their green skin.

A few green-skinned creatures and a Houndhead Man appeared before her.

“Evelynn, we’re here to inquire about things.”

Evelynn found the leader familiar. He was NotWearingPants, who had a strange name.

She was familiar with him because he would arrange for his members to accept Group Missions.

“How can I help you?” She smiled even though they weren’t customers.

“We would like to inquire about faction changes. Did Raintea change her faction?” NotWearingPants asked.

“Faction? Raintea?”

Evelynn was dumbfounded, not understanding his question.

“Ah, I knew that the Succubus wouldn’t know. Let’s look for Sherlie. He’s a high level NPC, so he’ll know about faction changes.”

NotWearingPants turned his head and left in disappointment. He chatted as he walked.

“This game doesn’t have a system for inquiring about faction changes. If our friends change factions, we won’t know about it,” BurningChestHair complained.

“Yes, the design is illogical.” Peasant nodded in agreement and said, “I suggest we create a post on the forum to complain in hopes that the game officials can improve and create an inquiry system.”

“Arthur Bro, just now, your expression looked horrible…” Sylvanas looked at Arthur, who was in deep thought. He lifted his head and said in a daze, “Ah?”

“Wah! Did you take a liking to Raintea?” NotWearingPants asked suddenly.

“It’s possible, Raintea is the gentlest of all gamers. She’s very nice in the game and must be awesome in real life!”

“Arthur Bro! Are you smitten by Raintea?” Sylvanas looked as though she was breaking down. It was difficult for a Gnome to have such an expression.

“Impossible. It was Dragonborn and his companions who asked around about Raintea, then we came to find out more. Arthur hasn’t said a word. Sister Vanas, don’t be sad, Arthur’s heart is with you.” Peasant consoled Sylvanas.

“Peasant, aren’t you afraid you might be struck by lightning?” BurningChestHair smiled broadly and said, “You’re bootlicking Sister Vanas. Aren’t you going to fawn over Arthur as well?”

“No, Arthur Bro is easier to deal with than Sister Vanas,” Peasant said seriously. In the next moment, BurningChestHair and Peasant were clipped under Sylvanas’ armpits.

“Ha? Both of you fellows didn’t think much of me? Of course I know that Arthur only likes me. Who needs trash like you to spout nonsense?”

They bickered as they walked outside the Adventurer’s Guild.

As they were about to look for Sherlie, a Skeleton frame blocked their way. “Can I do research on you?”

…

“No. 526: The servants of Eternal Kingdom follow certain behavioral patterns. New sprouting of love or couples will appear in a daze. Simply said, they are like a machine that exists for a tool.”

In this journal, this item was struck off and replaced with new content:

“Amended No. 526: Discovered their complex feelings and doing follow up research.”

“So, Arthur likes Raintea, Sylvanas likes Arthur, NotWearingPants likes Sylvanas or Arthur, BurningChestHair and Peasant may like each other?”

Brainiac was looking at the four Gnomes and Houndhead Man and trying to figure out their relationships.

“Wait, Brainiac, is there a misunderstanding? Aren’t we looking for Raintea?”

“Yes, I will make a complaint against you if you slander me!”

“Exciting, the NPC is teaching us about courtship.”

“No, no, no, this isn’t courtship. Considering Sylvanas’ guy identity, we are in a large scale five-guy confusion and a messy situation.”

“Look at my expression.”

“What?”

“I’m not as perverted as you, so I can’t integrate well.”

“D*mn. Hahahahaha!”

Brainiac looked at the five of them bickering, unable to discern who was speaking what.

“I will convey your questions to Lord Sherlock,” Brainiac said to them.

NotWearingPants and his companions were eager to find out whether Raintea had changed faction, so they wouldn’t stay with Brainiac. They were surprised when Brainiac looked for them to do research, but it wasn’t the first few times that Brainiac did research. He had done dissection before, so this was nothing.

Brainiac went to look for Lord Sherlock in Eternal Kingdom.

Brainiac’s current jobs were to do Alchemy, create Magical Items, and manage the Adventurer’s Guild.

Due to a shortage of materials, the Alchemy and Magical Item creation couldn’t be carried out. Most of the time, Brainiac was at the Adventurer’s Guild, observing the gamers.

Now, he had a new research topic.

“Dong, dong, dong.”

Brainiac knocked on the door of the Dungeon Lord Main Hall. It opened, and Eggface stood at the doorway with sleepy eyes.

“Ah… Brainiac.”

Eggface rubbed his eyes and walked back into the room.

“Remember to close the door,” Eggface said as he squirmed his body at a messy corner nest that was made of mud, tree branches, grassroots, and metal products. Soon, he fell asleep, snoring loudly.

Though Eggface had his own nest, he looked as though he was sleeping in the Dungeon Lord Main Hall.

“What’s the matter, Brainiac?”

Sherlock, who was sitting behind the table, lifted his head and looked at Brainiac.