Chapter 42: Do you want to join me?

"Kidnapped the wrong guy?"

The leader of the Black Paradoxical Blade Guild frowned slightly upon hearing this, as the information he had received indicated that Leo was an arrogant fellow, while the person in front of him seemed quite submissive.

Morpheus was also puzzled and pointed at Drunkard, asking, "There was only you in Leo's tavern. Are you not Leo?"

"Leo? Oh, you mean the tavern owner," Drunkard realized, "No, I'm not him. I'm just a customer there."

"I didn't think you were," the leader snorted and said, "Morpheus, how did you guys mess up such a simple task and kidnap the wrong guy?"

Morpheus immediately replied, "Boss, I'll go and bring back the real 'Leo' right away!"

"Hmm, don't make the same mistake again," the leader of the Black Paradoxical Blade Guild said.

"Boss, what should we do with this guy?" Morpheus pointed at Drunkard on the ground.

"Just kill him. Stop talking so much nonsense," the leader said.

...

Newbie Village, respawn point.

Drunkard walked out of the respawn point, sighed when he saw that his hard-earned level 22 had dropped back to level 21.

"Yo, you just went to buy some wine and suddenly disappeared, causing me to look for you for quite a while."

At the entrance of the respawn point, Leo leaned against a pillar, shaking the wine pouch in his hand and smiling at Drunkard.

Upon seeing Leo, Drunkard immediately widened his eyes, then looked around and approached Leo, asking, "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you," Leo replied.

"You know the Black Paradoxical Blade Guild, one of the top ten guilds?" Drunkard whispered, "Those guys are looking for trouble with you now. They wanted to kidnap you, but they got me instead... You have to be very careful, those people are unreasonable, and if they catch you, you'll definitely suffer."

Leo glanced at him and said, "As expected of someone who can become a 'dunkard,' you're really honest and loyal... I thought you'd blame me."

"It's not like you killed me and caused me to lose a level. Why would I blame you?" Drunkard asked, puzzled.

"Alright, you're reasonable," Leo handed him the wine pouch, "Here's your wine pouch."

Drunkard took the wine pouch, laughed and said, "Hey, I was just wondering what I would do without the wine pouch in the future. Thanks a lot."

"I do business and never owe my customers anything," Leo patted Drunkard's shoulder and said, "You said you're a casual player? So you don't belong to any power or join any guild?"

"Yes," drunkard opened the wine pouch, took a sip, and said.

Leo looked at him and said, "How about this, do you want to join me?"

"What do you mean?" Drunkard asked with a blank expression.

"Exactly what it sounds like, you join me, and I'll make sure you have a great time in the game." Leo laughed.

He had thought it through. He was a recluse, and there were many things he couldn't do himself, and many things he didn't want to do.

He needed someone to act on his behalf in the game, and this person must be loyal to him and have a good character.

Now that he had such a perfect candidate in front of him, there was no reason not to accept him.

Just now, when drunkard saw Leo, he didn't forget to remind him to be careful of the people from the Black Paradoxical Blade Guild.It was evident that he was a good person.

Moreover, those who played the 'Drunkard' profession were known for their straightforward and honest nature. This was determined directly by the system through the brain connection. People with hidden motives couldn't gain the approval of the Drunkard's mentor. Therefore, Drunkard players were definitely the most suitable followers.

For this reason, Drunkard players were extremely rare in the game, truly one in a million.

However, there was also a drawback to the character of Drunkard players: their honesty made them inflexible and unsophisticated.

In other words, they were stubborn and would stick to what they believed in.

Drunkard tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then asked seriously, "If I join you, will I have wine to drink?"

Leo laughed, "Of course, not to mention wine, if you join me, I guarantee you'll be able to enjoy good food and drink."

"I don't need good food and drink, you're a tavern owner, so following you means I won't have to worry about not having wine," drunkard laughed heartily, "Alright, I'll join you. I'm a loner in the game anyway, it's better to follow you than to wander around aimlessly..."

Leo nodded, then patted drunkard's shoulder and said, "From now on, you're my little brother. If anyone bullies you, just let me know, and if there's money to be made, I'll share some with you. Let's go."

"Alright, big brother," drunkard nodded, "Eh? Where are we going now?"

"We're going to get revenge for you," Leo said, "Someone bullied my little brother, how can I not step in and help you regain your dignity?"

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