Dean believed that this was a slander against him by the knight.
He is just a reserved person and not good at showing his feelings.
In contrast to excellent work ability, this can definitely be called a charm point in Blue Star.
It's a pity that people from other worlds have poor aesthetic ability and cannot understand this charm.
After introducing the specific situation, Ryan went about his own business. For the next eight hours, he didn't see Dean again.
The knight believed that his neighbor could bring everyone unexpected surprises, so he didn't care about what kind of preparations Dean had made.
It wasn't until the work at hand was finished and he returned to the Knights that Ryan saw his friend again above the crystal projection stone one size smaller.
He was standing in the No. 3 area he was responsible for, taking a leisurely walk. He didn't seem to be worried about the coming beast tide at all. His confident look instantly dispelled the last worry in Ryan's mind.
This kind of reaction seems to have a complete countermeasure at first glance.
While Ryan was pleased, he couldn't help but be a little curious. What kind of surprise would his friend who had always surprised him show this time?
He looked at the screen expectantly, waiting for the miraculous moment to come again.
However, the facts soon poured a bucket of cold water on Ryan.
He was relieved, but it seemed a little too early.
…
It didn't take Dean long to decide on a plan to resist the beast tide.
It’s doremi.
This kind of situation where everyone is present and everyone is the enemy except me is the most suitable for it to go into battle.
And because it ignores the characteristics of the enemy and ourselves, it is difficult for this guy to find opportunities to fight in normal battles. After this time, Dean will most likely not be able to use it, so there is no need to worry about exposing too much information. , was targeted.
With all the advantages added up, Doremi can be said to be the best choice.
Then there is no reason to leave it unused.
Putting down the special telescope for the Knights, Dean made sure that the time was almost up and picked up the doremi on his shoulders, and threw it into the air with a little force.
Doremi controlled his body and slowly floated high into the sky. From a distance, Dean could see the little guy's face full of pride and ambition.
He translated it and described it in more straightforward terms, "I, Doremi, will sing a song for everyone today, so no one can escape."
It looks dangerous.
It was as if some desire that had been suppressed for a long time was finally breaking through its confinement and being released.
...It gives people an ominous feeling of hair on the back.
Dean trusted his instincts, so with everyone watching with confusion, he took a few steps back and retreated directly to the defensive line, showing a posture of watching from the sidelines.
This move seemed extremely abrupt in the tense atmosphere where the beast tide was approaching and all the contestants were beginning to prepare for the battle.
"What is this doing?"
The residents of District 13 who were watching the scene started making comments.
They were unwilling to assert that the breeder who had taken the initiative to resist the beast tide had chosen to be a coward, so they did not make any radical remarks immediately, but their suspicion was expressed through their demeanor.
After all, besides fear, what else could make him choose to retreat to the defensive barrier built by the Knights?
They didn't even fight or try. They just saw the beast tide and chose to retreat.
It made many people feel unspeakable disappointment.
And this conjecture was quickly raised.
"What else can he do? He retreats to the defense line. Is he still preparing to watch the monster to death with his eyes?"
Someone made a strange sound.
This kind of speech attracted a lot of attention, and the person who spoke suddenly became energetic and spoke with confidence.
"I have long said that breeders are unreliable, and His Majesty has agreed. They are just a bunch of weak chickens who rely on selective breeding of babies to protect themselves. Their body is not even as good as that of my eight-year-old nephew. He can have What responsibility?"
“When encountering such a scene, I’m afraid I’d be so scared that I’d wet my pants!”
He chuckled twice, feeling proud of his decisiveness when he made the bet before.
The young man on the side frowned and said in disapproval: "The breeder is not as weak as you say."
"And he took the initiative to help us resist the beast tide last time, but this time he said he was shrinking because of fear. Don't you think this speculation lacks evidence?"
The man looked him up and down, his expression getting even weirder.
"I know you, the sick son of the Kyle family, I seem to remember... you are also a breeder?"
After saying that, without waiting for the boy to answer, he made his own judgment.
"You are all your own people, so of course you have to speak to your own people."
"Tsk, coward and sick man, what am I talking about? None of them are good!"
He was called a "sick boy" many times and was insulted by pointing at his nose. Even though the young man had a good temper, he still got angry.
What's more, he is not an angry person to begin with.
Staring at the man, the young breeder's pale face quickly became filled with anger, "Watch the way you speak!"
"It doesn't matter whether I am a breeder or not. As a member of District 13, I at least know that gentleman has helped me, so I shouldn't speculate on his actions with malicious intent!"
"And you?"
He sneered twice, and his bloodless lips outlined a sarcastic arc, "You are betting on the magician, right?"
"you……"
The sound of the two arguing was heard, affecting many people's thoughts.
The little girl not far away looked at it for a while, then suddenly raised her head and looked at her mother.
"Mom, sister Lucy's teacher, why did you withdraw?"
The girl's mother looked embarrassed and didn't seem to know how to answer her daughter's question. After being silent for a while, she said vaguely: "Because there are too many monsters coming from the other side, big brother may need to make some preparations..."
"But no one else is prepared!"
Children's words are the most direct.
The girl's mother looked up at other screens, speechless for a moment.
Indeed, as the child said, the contestants displayed on the other three screens not only did not retreat, but also actively stepped forward.
The witch casts powerful magic, turning all the monsters that will attack into ashes in an instant; the magician punches to the flesh, and the dark demon spirits pile up to form a black line of life and death; the exorcist controls all kinds of exorcisms Armed and tacitly coordinated, although individual strength is not outstanding, through teamwork, a strong force has been formed.
The new professionals from the three parties all showed strong combat effectiveness and blocked the attacks of Warcraft from outside the defense line.
In comparison, the monsters in the breeder direction are too easy, almost a long drive.
It didn't take long to approach the defense line set up by the Knights.
As the regional leader, Dean still looked like that, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him, and he was so calm that it made people shiver.
Looking at his performance, more and more people questioned him in front of the projection.
This situation, no matter what happened, will not stop people from making bad comments about Dean.
Voices of accusation sounded one after another, and for a moment, everyone's attention, whether it was the residents of District 13 or outsiders, was focused on the screen of the breeder.
The scene in front of me is really too fragmented.
In the chaotic battlefield, the retrograde braves formed a sharp contrast with Dean, who was hiding in the defense line and looked like he had nothing to do with himself.
Not only ordinary residents, but also the Knights and the review team couldn't help but raise questions when they saw this scene.
"Lensak, are these the contestants selected by you from District 13?"
Someone asked Lensak directly: "Hiding behind the protection of the Knights, you can just survive the beast tide?"
"That's a good idea. Even people like this are attracted to me. Why don't I know when the Knights started doing charity?"
The president of the Origin Guild also questioned from the perspective of responsibility: "Although the results of resisting the beast tide will not affect the selection, such new professionals who have no responsibility, no matter what the reason, are not worthy of becoming the founder of the Origin Guild."
"Giving rights to people without moral integrity is just another form of persecution of the weak!"
As one of the representatives of the Origin Guild, Faxiso also slapped the table and sneered: "This is an insult to all Origin Guilds!"
Lensak picked his ears and asked Timothy behind him: "What did you say before, how much can a high-quality puppet be sold for?"
The threatening sentence instantly blocked Faxisuo's mouth.
His face was extremely ugly, and he was a little frightened. At the same time, he also felt unhappy that so many people were talking, but Lensak chose him for the surgery.
However, before he could make any more troubles, Sigrid said: "Let's continue reading first. Dear reviewers, it is better not to make a conclusion so early on some matters."
As soon as the princess spoke, Faxiso fainted.
Because of the status gap, what he fears most is this kind of aloof character, who seems to be born on a different level than him, and every smile reveals an aura that makes him feel depressed.
It's like emanating from the soul.
Faxisuo was silent and swallowed back everything he wanted to say.
He chose to keep silent, but among his teammates there were other censors who were from noble backgrounds and whose stance was biased towards Paul III, and took the initiative to step in.
"Your Highness, I know that you have a personal relationship with Mr. Dean, but I hope you can be fair and just when it comes to selecting the Origin Guild."
"Such people……"
He looked at the small screen in the center of the conference table, and just as he was about to make a few accusations, he saw the situation suddenly change.
At some point, a small demon pet that could hardly be seen clearly appeared in the air.
It opened its mouth in the face of the roaring beast tide that seemed to submerge the earth, as well as the flying monsters that gathered in the shape of clouds in the distance.
A set of small milk teeth, not intimidating, and even looks a little cute.
Then, under the spotlight of everyone, a weak but clear chant came out from such a harmless dragon's mouth.
"Do!"
When the first sound fell, fine rain and mist began to gather from the sky.
"Re!"
The second wave, the sharp wind blew towards the beast tide.
"Mi!"
The third, oppressive breath rolled up from the sky and quickly covered the entire land.
The discussion just now has long since disappeared.
People looked at the darkening sky in horror, and the fear of nature that was engraved in the deepest parts of their bodies began to gradually revive.
Doremi's chanting continued.
"Fa!"
In the fourth track, the howling wind, torrential rain, and black clouds completely turned the sky into a doomsday-like scene.
Purple thunder and lightning are hidden in it, like the punishment that the gods are about to send, threatening all life on the land.
In the dead silence, Dean silently covered his ears and closed his eyes.
"So!"
With the last chant, the dancing thunder dragon finally fell to the earth.
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