I, the Black Hand, the terrifying White Goose from Winterfell, am now the High Combat Trainer in the Dungeons of the Eternal Realm.

Originally, I didn't really want to accept the request of the superior demon, but the conditions he proposed were so generous that I couldn't refuse.

Chewy earthworms, clean and comfortable hay nests, water basins that change water every day, a pond of at least 50 square meters, yellow duck toys, the kind that make a sound when you pinch it.

I still won't accept these words, but that high-ranking demon can even agree to a hypnotic story before going to bed, so I decided to come to this dungeon called the Eternal Kingdom to have a look.

I also made some preparations before I came, and my humble subordinates told me that this dungeon was the dungeon that saved the entire Winterfell not long ago, and it was very strong, especially the superior demon.

I have to say, that demon lord called Sherlock did make me feel a little tricky, but it was only a little tricky, if it was a head-to-head battle, I was confident that I would be able to win or lose in three rounds!

None of this was mentioned, but with a little curiosity, I signed a month's inauguration agreement with Sherlock, promising him a month to help him train his people and become a platoon of warriors.

I didn't have any luggage with me, so I came to this dungeon and became their advanced trainer.

When I saw the people of the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom with green letters on their heads, I was convinced that these goblin goblins and kobolds had to undergo rigorous training!

As they are now, don't say any warriors, the heroes of Winterfell are simply a bunch of crooked melons and cracked dates! Must be trained!

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"Welcome Black Hand! Our High Combat Trainers. ”

Sherlock stood up and brought a bloody chrysanthemum tea soaked in earthworms to the Black Hand.

"You're welcome, my lord, then you promised me ......"

The black hand sat in a chair, behind Sherlock, and the dog was nested in the corner with an aggrieved face, and his mouth was still muttering:

"Obviously I came first......"

Sherlock ignored the dog's thoughts, and instead took something out from under the table.

Although the smell of the lich on the yellow-skinned duck is undeniable, it is undeniable that it does look like it when you pinch it, and it makes me feel good.

The dungeons of the Eternal Realm have arrived with a High Combat Trainer.

Clean and cosy hay nest, water basin with daily water changes, and a yellow-skinned duck.

The black hand leaned over to the edge of the hay nest, sniffed it, nodded with satisfaction, picked up the yellow-skinned duck again, and pinched it:

"Quack"

The yellow-skinned duck made such a sound.

The black hand frowned and asked:

"Why does it smell of skeletons?"

"Ah, this is the rubber duck we bought from the lich in the dungeon, and it cost hundreds of goblins."

Sherlock said with a smile.

The black hand nodded and said proudly:

"I know that a few hundred goblins are expensive to hire, but you have no problem choosing me."

The black hand pinched the yellow-skinned duck again, and was about to pinch it for the third time, when Sherlock coughed dryly and asked:

"Mr. Black Hand, may I ask when our training course will start? Because some investors may come to inspect it recently, I hope that the people of my dungeon will be able to grow up as soon as possible. ”

"Don't worry, my lord, you can start now!"

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[Quest Name: Eternal Realm Dungeon Row]

[Mission Description: Lord Sherlock decided to further improve everyone's strength, so he hired a high combat trainer, Mr. Black Hand, with a high salary. Priority will be given to selecting a hundred goblins and kobolds to be trained by Mr. Black Hand. 】

[Mission Objective: If you receive the mission, please hurry up and go to the square in front of the lord's hall to receive training from Mr. Black Hand.] 】

[Task reward: The task is the reward.] 】

Ou Eatspear and Leopard Head Zero Charge stood in the queue, as the first batch of players who could follow Mr. [Black Hand] and train high-level combat skills, Ou Eatspear himself was not completely African.

However, before the training began, the two of them heard some rumors that were not very good.

"The black hand is a big white goose, I really died laughing."

"There's nothing wrong with it, one of the three big bullies in the countryside: the goose."

"Damn, is it really a goose? Before I even started training, I was already panicking. ”

"What the hell is this game? Deliberately? ”

While everyone was talking, Sherlock came over with a big white goose and a dog egg who acted as a secretary, and then everyone entered the story mode.

Sherlock enthusiastically introduces the Great White Goose in front of everyone, and then the plot mode ends, and Sherlock steps aside.

The big white goose walked in front of the players and sent out-

"Gah!"

The players let out a burst of hilarious noises.

"Hahahaha! Grass mud horse! What about dog planning to play with us? ”

"What kind of Dogecoin task is this, no, I'm going to post tomorrow!"

"I'm going to send it now, I can't stand it anymore."

Ou Eatspear stood closer, and he was the happiest laughing, but the big white goose glanced around, and then fixed his eyes on Ou Eatspear's body, he walked in front of Ou Eatspear, and the male duck asked loudly:

"What are you laughing at? Silly dick. ”

Ou Eat Spear was still laughing, but suddenly he was scolded by NPC, and Ou Eat Spear was also angry, and he drew his sword and slashed at the black hand with a brush.

The people on the side didn't stop them.

But as soon as the short sword was swung and slashed, there was nothing left, only a hilt.

", where is my sword? Got a bug? ”

Ou Eatspear looked at his own and the short sword strengthened to the fifth layer with a confused expression, to be precise, the hilt.

"Are you looking for this?"

The black hand made a chewing motion as he spat out a pile of metal pieces from his mouth.

"I'm ......"

Ou Eatspear threw his sword hilt towards the black hand, but the figure of the black hand flickered, and the hilt of the sword was bitten and spit on the ground compared to the black hand, and then the black hand rushed towards Ou Eatspear.

The sturdy big white goose used his flat mouth to attack Ou Eat Spear frantically, although Ou Eat Spear had zeroed out the pain, but seeing the equipment on his body decomposing piece by piece, the durability of those equipment was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the equipment disappeared.

Ou Eater Spear let out a cry of despair:

"No ——!"

But the big white goose in front of him didn't care about Ou Eating Spear's shout at all, he completely disassembled Ou Eating Spear's equipment with his mouth, and looked at Ou Eating Spear, whose eyes were dull and his face was full of despair, fell to the ground softly.

The big white goose smashed his mouth, his eyes glanced around again, and shouted at the frightened players with his duck voice:

"This is the end of provoking my black hand!"

"Gah."

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