Margaret Tucker AKA Lord Reaper novel Chapter 160

Player Hero Luna has been slain!

...

The whole screen was spammed with that message!

Game Over!!

Luna's stats: 0 kills, 25 deaths, 0 assists!!

Margaret didn't even have the energy to roast him.

This was straight-up ridiculous!

Her face turned icy cold.

She snapped, irritation flaring up inside her, "Andrew, be real—are you doing this on purpose to drag me down?"

Andrew went silent.

Right that second, there was movement in the distance.

In the dark, Margaret's mismatched eyes—one a vivid, blood-red hue—slowly darkened as the crimson spread, taking on an eerie, unsettling glow.

Perfect!

I've just been itching to kill someone!

At Mohler Manor, Walter stared nervously at the black phone, terrified that the 60-thousand-dollar limited-edition device would turn to scrap in the next second.

He hesitated for a sec, then worked up the nerve. "Andrew, want me to take over? I won't say a peep—I'll just carry quietly."

Walter really couldn't watch anymore.

Andrew is absolute trash! Twenty-five deaths, and not a single assist!

How bad do you have to be to get zero assists?!

Alright, I gotta come clean—I'm a top-tier jungler on the national server!

Walter was pumped, ready to show off for Andrew.

But...

Andrew whipped around at him, eyes blazing with murder, his low, icy voice sharp enough to cut. "You wanna play games with my Maggie? You wanna make me watch my Maggie play with another guy?"

Walter fell silent again.

"If you really wanna play, cut off your hands first. Then you can play with my Maggie," he added, his voice bloodthirsty and brutal.

Walter was rendered speechless.

My bad for butting in!!

*****

It was a dark, windy night.

High up in the tree, Margaret didn't seem to notice the killers closing in.

She rubbed her brows, deciding to give Andrew one last chance—after all, he was hers.

Margaret said, "Andrew, next game, you play Princess Jane."

At Mohler Manor, Walter heard Margaret's words. He glanced at Andrew, whose face was dark and unreadable, and made a weirded-out face.

Letting a total devil like Andrew play Princess Jane?

That doesn't fit his vibe at all!

Andrew won't agree, right?

A big dude playing a hero like Princess Jane—this isn't even a real hero, just damn dead weight!

Andrew, where's your damn bottom line?

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