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He was sipping on the juice, and his eyes under the shadow of the hood were peeping around, looking around at the adventurers around him to see if there was any news worth hearing.
"Hey, have you read the latest issue of Rogge Weekly?"
"Have a look."
"I heard that several more villages have moved to the camp."
"There have been a lot more people in recent years. Sometimes when I go out for a walk and walk around for a while, I almost don't recognize the way."
"Do you feel the same way? Although the excitement is a good thing, seeing that the campground is getting more and more prosperous, there are more and more people, and there are more and more things to buy, and life has become more convenient. There is nothing to complain about. Thank you so much Great Elder Akara."
"Yes, but sometimes I still miss the old camp for no reason. It is said that it was not like this at all more than ten years ago. Hey, Sig, you are from the camp, so you should know it very well."
"Not exactly, my family also moved from the village to the camp, but it was the first batch. It has been almost ten years since we arrived here, so we can be considered half of the camp people. Speaking of which, even if it was ten years ago Rogge Camp was very different from now. At that time, the camp had just established a new area. I still remember that a few days after moving here, it happened to be God’s birthday.”
"Speaking of God's birthday ten years ago, I also watched it."
"And me, me."
"It was really a memorable celebration. Although I also participated in the following God's birthdays, it was more lively and grand than before, but I still feel that it is still a little bit worse than the one ten years ago."
"I feel the same way. What's wrong?"
"Could it be that... Elder Fan is missing?"
"ha?"
"Huh?"
"That being said...it seems to make sense."
"I remember that on the God's Birthday ten years ago, Elder Fan presided over the opening ceremony instead of Elder Akara."
"There are also Her Majesty the Queen of the Elf Tribe, the Sky Fox Saint of the Vulper Tribe, Horadric's... I think I understand what is missing in the next few sessions."
"If Elder Fan doesn't participate, they probably won't come either."
"Perhaps, the birthday of God ten years ago will be the best and most gorgeous memory in our lives."
"Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered that as the representative of the Great Elder of Akara, Elder Fan's speech on the stage, although simple and unpretentious, was particularly touching and made people's blood boil."
"Maybe it was those words that gave me the energy to get to where I am today before I changed my job at that time."
"Although I am not a native of the camp, I can still feel that the camp has gradually improved after Elder Fan arrived. This feeling seems to be stronger among locals."
"I often hear others say this, and no one objects to it."
"The great elder of Akara has good management, but elder Fan also plays an important role. Just the few battle deeds that can be confirmed are enough to make people excited and awe-inspiring."
"Aren't Elder Fan's deeds recorded in Rogge's weekly newspaper? Those bastards at my house specially cut them out and pasted them on the bedside. Damn it, I want to read them a few more times."
"Looking back on it this way, Elder Fan still had some integrity in the past."
"Yes, but this is probably Elder Fan's last bit of integrity."
Several adventurers laughed, their eyes gradually turned red, and they stared at a newspaper in their hands. The flames that suddenly burned on their bodies seemed to be able to ignite the newspaper in their hands.
"A mere harem elder steals the goddess of our dreams time and time again, and yet he dares to shamelessly show off his affection every week!"
"God, please give me the strength to kill that bastard!"
"Just you? It would be easier to ask God to create a second Lord Vilas."
"That's true. Then please create a second person, Lord Willas, who is pure, gentle and kind."
"Even if Lord Vilas appears as the second one, it may not belong to you. Rather, it is definitely not your share."
"Stop talking, please stop talking, ahhhh!!!"
"Maybe he was abducted by Elder Fan again."
"I asked you to stop talking. Is it so difficult that I can't have dreams? Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Are these people... members of some adventurer comedy group?
I noticed the newspapers and periodicals they had, wondering when the camp would have newspapers and periodicals. I glanced around and found that there were a few copies on the bar. They should be public publications provided by the bar, so I took a copy and saw the one in front of me. On the cover, juice squirted out in one mouthful.
The colorful cover is clearly high-definition and uncensored, as if it were an exquisite cover shot with a memory crystal.
It doesn't matter if it's just like this. The question is who is the handsome man on the cover holding a big sword, with a cold cloak, blood-stained armor, far-reaching eyes, and a determined expression?
The three major magic arts in Asia must be inferior to this P-picture ability.
And I always feel that this style of painting seems a bit familiar, right? !
Look at the line below again - saving the world is important, and indulging in experience is essential, but no matter when and where, never forget that your wife is the first priority at home. Our savior is also talking to his wife this week. The harem are in love with each other.
Turning over the cover, the first news article is about the daily love life of me and the girls at home. Yes, I will never get tired of it every day. Just cut out half a minute and it will be a bowl of sweet dog food.
It’s just that after reading it carefully, I feel that the content in it is half true and half false. After all, in the past six months, I have been deprived of my power and lived a reclusive life. I usually spend most of my time on exercise. There is absolutely no way to give out candy to the onlookers all day long like what is written in this news article.
Thinking about the over-the-top Iron Blood cover just now, I had a guess in my mind that this should be the alliance trying its best to cover up my current situation through this method.
However, can't there be another way? This kind of public display of affection in newspapers and periodicals. If I were to put myself in someone else's shoes, I would want to beat up the hateful harem man on the cover. Is it necessary to attract hatred to me like this? ?
Or is it that, in fact, almost every issue of this newspaper is about the daily life of me and the girls loving each other? Writing even before I was deprived of my power?
And this style of painting... this style of writing... I remembered it, it was Princess Sanwu! ! !
I completely remembered that this guy is the editor-in-chief of Rogge Weekly!
This guy is bringing hatred to me every week!
This guy, even though he is in the hell world now, never forgets to write something every week to add to Rogge Weekly and fuel the Rogge people!
I really want to kill her right now, lay her on my lap, and give her a good beating on her little butt.
Of course, except for the daily life of the savior, which is not very serious but always makes the headlines in newspapers, other news is quite reliable, such as the village relocation that the adventurers talked about at the beginning.
I skipped the headlines and read them with gusto. It should be that Princess Sanwu was not in the camp, and her control over Rogge Weekly had weakened, making this Rogge Weekly, which had been unruly for a long time, finally regain its integrity.
Okay, next page, I puff puff——————! ! !
What's going on with these two naked men wearing only briefs who suddenly appeared! ! ! Why do good news suddenly insert a story about two men who compete and cooperate at the same time to open a fast food restaurant? ! !
The preface has been withdrawn. Even if there is no Princess Sanwu causing trouble, it feels like someone is still watching, trying to turn Rogge Weekly into a platform for spreading desires.
At this time, the conversation between the adventurers just now came to my ears again. I didn't know what they wanted to discuss, so I suddenly lowered my voice. Fortunately, I was sitting close.
"Hey, have you heard about the recent rumors?"
The expressions of the other adventurers changed, and they looked around cautiously like underground gang members, then lowered their hat brims.
"Why are you mentioning this kind of thing in a place like this? It's just boring people spreading it. Don't you believe it?"
"Bah, bah, bah, no one believes it. It's just a small group of people who have been having a lot of fun recently."
"If Elder Fan lost his power and was lying to ghosts, wouldn't it be a good idea to show off his love in the Rogge Weekly?"
"Although it's not good to show affection, wuwuwu, my Lord Willas..."
"Who is yours!"
"However, rather than spreading that kind of rumor, I would rather Elder Fan practice hard and show his affection."
"Yeah...if it really happens..."
"There is absolutely no chance!"
"What I mean is, what if those guys really trick Elder Fan..."
"If there were no Elder Fan..."
"If the alliance doesn't have Elder Fan..."
"Without him protecting the entire alliance..."
Muttering in a low voice, as if imagining that scene, the faces of the several adventurers became worse and worse, and then suddenly they began to gnash their teeth and clenched their fists.
"So, we need to find those who are spreading rumors and give them some color to see who dares to deceive people. How could Elder Fan lose his power? If this were true, the alliance would have been disrupted long ago."
"Yes, don't let me meet those guys, otherwise I will be thrown into the cell by Commander Lina, and I will pull out their tongues."
"Perhaps he is still a spy from hell, and he will have more merit than fault."
"In short, the current alliance must not be without Elder Fan. It's okay to show more affection, but be sure nothing happens."
"It feels really good to see Elder Fan's news every week."
Several adventurers murmured for a while, then immediately changed the topic and cheered up to chat about other trivial matters.
Sorry, I disappoint you.
He lowered his hood, sighed softly, subconsciously held the straw in his mouth, and sucked in and out~~~~Zizzi~~~~Hey, have you finished drinking? I'm still a little thirsty. Let's have another drink. After these two glasses, we'll leave.
I raised my hand to greet the waiter listlessly. After hearing what I just said, I was no longer in the mood to continue to inquire about the news.
Although it feels good to be supported, respected, and needed by everyone, the rumors that I have lost my power are spreading more widely than I imagined. Is it really okay to continue like this? Can Akara really sustain me until the day I regain my strength?
When I took the second glass of juice from the waiter, I didn't know that while I was spying and eavesdropping on others, I was also being spied on by another group of people.
"I said it was juice, and sure enough it was juice again." Kurt suppressed his voice and smiled as if he had won a jackpot.
"What are you talking about? Boss Fan is not the only man who comes to the bar to drink juice alone." Lao Ma curled his lips and looked determined.
"But, you will never meet a few, right? And don't you think the body shapes are really similar?"
"There are many people with the same body type as Boss Fan."
"So does the cloak."
"How does the cloak look similar? Boss Fan wouldn't wear a cloak with that stuffy tone."
"Anyway, I still feel the need to confirm."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~~~" Lao Ma shook his index finger at his comrades, tutting in his mouth.
"Superficial, too superficial. You only judge a person based on his appearance. I didn't expect you, Kurt, to be such a person. Don't say you know me when you go out."
"That's how you can judge." Frightened by Lao Ma's inscrutable expression, Kurt looked confused.
"temperament."
"temperament?"
"breath."
"You said I can understand temperament, but what the hell is breath?"
"Look again and taste it carefully with your eyes." Lao Ma pursed his lips at the figure in the purple cloak.
"On that person, just by looking at him, you can feel an aura of twilight and loneliness. How does he look like Boss Fan? He is clearly the opposite, okay? Don't you feel the fresh and refined aura of Boss Fan at all? Not enough? Right, White Wolf."
After giving Kurt a lesson, Lao Ma still wanted to drag another teammate into trouble.
"Whether it's refreshing or refined, it's more appropriate to say optimistic and silly." Bai Lang, with a cool look on his face, responded with neither salt nor indifference. He also ordered juice.
"Sure enough, he has a lot of resentment against Boss Fan for robbing his sister." The old horse said to Erkut, who nodded repeatedly and cast sympathetic glances at the white wolf.
"Boring." After being complained about a lot, Bai Lang also started watching. He would not easily fall into the trap of these two funny people and fall into endless excuses. He put on his hood, stood up, and was about to leave. He took a step forward and paused, as if he had something to say that he had not yet finished speaking.
"Although he is a boring guy and has boring conversations, I agree with what Lao Ma just said. The old, twilight, and lonely atmosphere that that guy exudes definitely cannot be him."
Then, Bai Lang lowered his voice, clenched his fists, and exuded a cold and awe-inspiring murderous intent.
"Also, what the newcomers just said is right. Rumors have been spreading more and more wildly recently. It's time to let some guys know that they can live well in this world and live better and better lives. After all, Whose favor and protection did you receive? What does it mean to repay a favor and what is the outcome of repaying a favor with an enemy?"
"Don't just do this kind of cool thing by yourself, we all have a share." Lao Ma stood up with a smile, the cynical expression on his face gradually faded, and his eyes cooled down, but he couldn't be more handsome for three seconds. He immediately turned around with a smile and warned.
"Kurt, you lose."
"I know, bastard, those guys had better not show up, otherwise I will have to use Sister Lina's tricks on these bastards." Kurt seemed to be angry at the rumor monger, muttering, throwing the drink money on the table With a heavy slap, he followed, and the three of them left side by side.
Suck~~~Suck~~~
I lost my mood to gather information and drank the second glass of juice I ordered simply to quench my thirst. I took out the money from my pocket and placed it gently on the table. I shook the purple cloak that I was not used to. I was about to leave the bar and head to the next stop. I actually had no purpose, I just wanted to wander around casually.
As he was thinking absentmindedly, a group of adventurers passed quickly from behind and passed by.
I glanced up subconsciously and exchanged glances with the person opposite me. Then, I lowered my head, slowed down and let the boss go first.
Hey, those three people...how should I put it, they seem a bit familiar.
Especially the guy on the far right, who has white hair and looks a bit like Lena. Could he be a keen fan of Lena and dye his hair specially? Such a disgusting guy.
Also, what exactly is the murderous person trying to do? He must be a bad guy, should I remind Tamoya to keep an eye on him?
At this time, the three members of Lucia's team who had already stepped out of the bar were also complaining.
"Did you see it? Did you see it?"
"I saw half of his face, not to mention, he looks a bit like Boss Fan."
"More than a little."
"You just don't admit defeat and you still want to quibble, right? Look at that face. Although it looks a bit like Mr. Fan, he is much older. It is clearly the face of an ordinary uncle who is over a hundred years old. The wrinkles on his face are more... There are even more white wolves who are always frowning and keeping a straight face.”
"Think again." Lao Ma continued his analysis without even noticing that he was once again drifting away on his way to death.
"Boss Fan has a face from the outside, so of course there are many people who look like him, right?"
"Then, did you see it? The black and white hair peeking out from the hood, hahaha, I'm sure that guy must be a fan of Carlos."
"There have indeed been a lot of guys like this lately." The topic slightly deviated from the topic, and Kurt started to analyze it seriously.
“Since the cover of Rogge Weekly printed a picture of Carlos, there have been more and more young people with black and white hair.”
"They don't even want to think about it. What makes Carlos handsome is his temperament, his face, and his eyes, not his hair. His hair only adds to his appearance."
"Probably because only hair can be imitated."
"Hahahaha, you are absolutely right, Kurt, you are finally smart for once."
"But the uncle just now looked very old, but he didn't expect that people will never grow old at heart."
"Think about it on the other hand, maybe we are behind the trend, why not dye our hair too, for example, White Wolf dyes it black, I dye it white, and as for Kurt, how about black and white?"
"I won't do it. It will be embarrassing to stand with Carlos in the future. Boss Lucia will have to beat us to death."
"White Wolf will probably be completely abandoned by his sister. How pitiful."
"Have you said enough?" The white wolf who was always lying at gunpoint couldn't bear it anymore, and each of them was rewarded with a hammer. This time, old Makut finally calmed down.
In the bar, Tamoya, the only one who knew the truth, knew everyone, and listened to these words, was in extremely complicated mood, as strong as she was, and she couldn't help but shed tears in the corners of her eyes.
Bear Tower, the former Bear Tower will definitely come back, will definitely remember everyone, and will be remembered by everyone, for sure!
Clench your fists tightly, Lord Wu Emperor is so convinced.
When she came back to her senses, she found that someone had stepped out of the bar door. She quickly stood up and prepared to follow him, but at this moment, a large group of bear warriors suddenly poured in from the outside and came towards her.
"I just said she was the eldest sister Tamoya, and it was indeed true."
"Sister Tamoya, we are here to say hello to you."
"Please lead us and continue to conquer this snowy mountain called [Rogge Camp], let everyone become the younger brother of the elder sister, and feel the charm of you, the elder sister!"
"Our slogan is!"
"Justice! Will win!"
"Evil! That's right! Kill!"
Surrounded by bear warriors, seeing the person she wanted to protect getting further and further away, and seeing the surprised looks from the adventurers around her, Tamoya felt ashamed and anxious, and finally couldn't help it, lowered her head and said "Hehe~~hehehe~~~" sneered.
"You... all go to hell!"
The Bear Princess, Lord Martial Emperor, punched out in anger. In an instant, the stars were dotted, and the invisible fists knocked dozens of Bears away. They flew high into the air, flew up to the beams, flew to the roof, and then Across the roof, still rising.
You can imagine what it would be like to have dozens of cannonballs fired out of the bar.
With a bang, the Xinxinxinxinluoge bar was as fragile as building blocks, and a series of collapses occurred. There were screams, curses, wailings, and dust fragments flying into the sky, making the scene a mess.
Fortunately, the bar counter was the only area that was not affected. The bar owner maintained his deep posture at the beginning and remained motionless...
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