"Captain, this..."
"It's so arrogant, who does she think she is..."
"The new ones joining our six teams..."
"Come when you want, leave when you want, who do you think our Wings of Freedom is..."
"If she goes out and talks nonsense, will it be harmful to our guild..."
"Okay! Stop arguing!"
Seeing the girl walking away so freely, some of the remaining people sitting over there became excited. Some said that the girl who had only been here for a few days and walked away with a straight face was too ignorant of the rules, and some said Do you think it would be inappropriate for a newcomer to leave so casually? If she went out and said bad things, would it have a bad impact on the guild's reputation? The captain who was leading the group should be a very dignified leader. He calmed down the exciting scene with just a few words. He looked at the other people who didn't express their opinions and didn't say much - they were all team members who usually had a good relationship with the lively girl. Their current silence is undoubtedly the issue that should be paid attention to right now.
"Wuji, I understand your difficulties, but it's not like you don't understand her character. Isn't it not good to be like this now..." The silence lasted for a while, and the person sitting next to the captain slowly opened his mouth. Guokou, probably someone like the strategist in the team.
"...It doesn't matter." After a long time, the captain known as Wuji breathed out: "Such people are everywhere, and this kind of situation happens every day... What kind of big guy are you and me? I’ve never seen this scene before, so there’s no need to change anything just for a new person.”
"I know you may be unhappy." The captain looked at the silent subordinates and said slowly: "If you think it is inappropriate or problematic, you can report it to the president in the future, but I still want to say ..." He paused and looked around his team members: "The current arrangement is to maximize everyone's interests, and also to...not disrupt our plan."
The silence lasted for a moment, and everyone nodded.
"Aalong Ahu, these three pieces of equipment are still given to you today. You can discuss it yourself. I look forward to your performance." The captain emphasized his decision again, and then turned to the others: "The plan remains unchanged. Brother Xiong, It's up to you to make arrangements in this regard." He said to the person sitting next to him: "I'm sorry to bother you."
The man known as Brother Xiong nodded in agreement, and then whispered: "I heard news from the guild headquarters. It seems that the top officials of the empire are discussing whether to start a war..."
"Of course I've heard about that." The captain waved his hand: "The president is paying close attention to the trends of the military department. After all, there is still some relationship between us, so it is easier to ask. The news has not been confirmed yet, even if it is confirmed , whether it is beneficial to us still needs to be studied..."
"Yes, after all, we are in the principality now. If the war breaks out here, I don't know if it will..."
"No, it's so far away..." The captain shook his head: "Let's do our thing with peace of mind and let the big guys in the empire continue to discuss it. Maybe when we get it done, they haven't discussed it yet. over......"
"makes sense......"
The people at the tables fell into silence and thinking again, and Brother Xiong frowned again: "Tonight's matter is still not good for that girl after all. I wonder if I should go to her to persuade her... ."
"I'm sorry...forget it, you can go if you want, I don't care." The captain returned impatiently: "Anyway, today's decision...will not change."
"Future plans remain as usual."
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"Future plans... do not need to be changed for the time being."
The capital of Frey Empire, Redkar.
Langdon Tavern, the same night, there is still a round table, but this table is a round table in a room inside the tavern. The prosperous capital of the empire is equipped with top-notch tavern services, but few weak players are qualified to peek into the whole place. However, basic private rooms can still be booked. Large and small rooms with various free-era furnishings allow players or residents of the free continent to quietly enjoy fine wine and other services while discussing public and private matters. Don't worry about being heard.
At this time, there were several people dressed like players sitting around the round table, seemingly discussing things. Judging from their equipment, they are all at the top level of players. One of the men, wearing a silver armor with two shining silver swords hanging on both sides of his waist, was sitting on the middle seat. His two mustaches twitched in the air as he spoke, and coupled with his serious expression, he had the temperament of a superior person.
The current president of the Wings of Freedom Guild, Fly Free.
"...Things like that are still our primary target at the moment. We have now found the approximate location. People from the Sixth Team have already inquired about some information. Now they are organizing personnel to make detailed arrangements. Even if a war occurs, These will not be affected for the time being.”
He rested his elbows on the round table and slowly lowered his head: "And, if possible, we might be able to fight during the war..."
"The most important thing now is what the emperor and those ministers think, and whether they will agree... to start a war." A male player sitting next to him said, wearing a white robe, a monocle on his left eye, and something like a book in his hand. He adjusted his glasses with his hand and spoke carefully, but there was some worry in his voice at this time: "From my personal point of view, I still hope... not to start a war."
"Don't be cowardly, our strategist! Fighting is a very interesting thing!" Another man wearing a black armor said. His hairstyle is a hedgehog flying to the sky, and he carries a big sword behind his back. His voice is also surprisingly loud: "A man should aim at the battlefield! If we don't go to the battlefield to fight, how can we reflect the romance and strength of men like us?" Ah, hahahaha..."
"Don't make any noise, Tieban!" a woman sitting on his side shouted, patting the table in front of him. Although her appearance is not stunning, her big eyes are still very attractive. Moreover, she has long fiery red hair. Although she wears a suit of armor, the lightweight style specially designed for women not only protects some key parts, but also highlights her enchanting figure. The armored man's ID clearly said "Half a box of cigarettes", but the woman called him Iron Ban, which was probably a deliberate nickname for him: "Don't associate a fighting maniac like you with us, okay? If you want to make a Go die on your own..."
"Hey, you don't understand the joy of fighting at all, so women..."
"What-what-did-you-say-" the woman said through gritted teeth, looking like she was about to get angry.
"Okay, okay, don't argue." Wings of Freedom saw that the situation was not good and quickly took action to stabilize the situation: "The war will not happen because of your or my wishes. It is better to wait for the latest news. After all, Bing'er and the others have already They are on the road, it is not good to let them come back." He sat down and breathed out: "Let's take a look first and wait for the reply from the bird..."
As the capital of the Fleur Empire, Redkar is naturally extremely prosperous. Even at night, the bright lights still illuminate this centuries-old city as if it were daytime. Under the illumination of various magic lights, there are people everywhere enjoying night life. There are bars, banquets, competition venues, playgrounds, and various entertainment activities that can dazzle every country wanderer who has just arrived here. But on the night of March 25, 795 in the New Calendar, there was no scene of singing and dancing, and the emperor and his ministers rejoicing together in the imperial palace.
White window lattice, golden walls, on both sides of the extremely luxurious palace gate, in addition to the guards standing as usual, there are also two majestic statues. It is said that these are the statues of the two generals beside the founding emperor, Queen Frey. They stand on both sides of the palace gate to show that they share the honor and disgrace of the empire.
Statues like this can be seen inside the palace. Under the bright yellow magic lamp, statues that look like soldiers and officers are placed everywhere. They are placed symmetrically on both sides of the red carpet in the middle, and at the end of the carpet, the big chair where the emperor sits is placed on a black high platform. The high platform extends to all sides, gradually lowering as the steps spread, and then A larger platform is formed, and then the steps are extended again, and continue to extend... Each platform is surrounded by some fixed seats. As the area of the platform expands, the number of those mounts naturally increases gradually. . Since it was night, the magical lights illuminated the seemingly ordinary high platform, as if it was coated with a layer of gold. At this time, in addition to the emperor's seat, there were still several people sitting on the seats on the top platform.
The seats are naturally made of excellent materials. The layer closest to the throne is made of an ore excavated from the ruins of the Magic Age. Perhaps these stones were used to store magic at the time, but After hundreds of years, it has lost its function, and instead turned into a rough stone like black jade. The bright black color looks particularly solemn in this vast space and heart-stopping height.
But the person sitting on it now seems a little restless.
"Member Smith from the intelligence department has returned. After confirmation, the information he brought back is very reliable. Gentlemen, what are you still hesitating about? This is the best opportunity..."
"No, no, no, Minister Susas, our arrangement of garrison fortress in the southwest of the border - you can call it discovery - has loopholes. The principality may have discovered it..."
"So what? As long as it's possible, we have a case. As for capabilities...don't you think our army can defeat those loosely aligned ragtag armies, Chancellor Caldera?"
"As long as we don't have a proper reason, we will be resisted by your so-called miscellaneous army, respected Mr. Minister." As the gray hair swayed, the old prime minister in a noble dress slowly shook his head, and continued to respond to the other party in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. Attack: "We know the characteristics of those miscellaneous armies very well, and I think...you should know it too." The old man said unhurriedly: "And there is a rebellion in the north of the empire. .....”
"You should be able to tell the difference, Prime Minister." At this moment, another voice came from the other side of the Prime Minister. It was the voice of Marshal Red, representing the highest officer of the Imperial Military Department.
"Those small rebellions can be solved with only one of my capable generals and some brave soldiers..." The marshal is old, so his beard and hair have turned gray, but he wears the imperial uniform. The black background of the general's military uniform fully demonstrates the soldiers' solemn and murderous aura. His voice was low, but his power was not reduced at all: "However, if the intelligence is confirmed to be true, it is indeed necessary for us to use strength... to express our wishes."
The prime minister lowered his head, his old face hidden in the shadows, as if he didn't want to argue with them anymore, and he seemed to be thinking about an appropriate response. But the silence lasted only a few seconds before another flirtatious voice broke in.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your... uh, argument. But I have to remind you that there are a lot of people who want... war."
That was a young man sitting on a seat in the corner. Compared to several other people on the same height platform, he was obviously much younger, and his identity seemed even more out of place compared to those present. Yes - he is the deputy minister of the Empire's Ministry of People's Livelihood and the deputy minister in charge of water conservancy.
But his name is Simon, so he's sitting here.
His long black hair was spread around, making his slightly sickly face fairer. He was wearing a black tuxedo, and the white gloves belonging to the nobles were taken off casually, and then he held them in his hands and flicked them gently: " All around us, around Redcar, around the Empire, and... there are people in the Principality who want war."
"Oh, I don't mean to express my judgment on this topic, everyone. I just want to remind you that no matter what your final decision is, please don't forget those people."
"Those who were identified by my men, those who...wanted to be restored."
The silence lasted longer this time. Even Susas, who had been insisting from the beginning, did not speak again. In the dull air around him, another contemptuous voice sounded tit for tat.
"So I've always wanted to say... you and your men are all alarmists!"
Everyone looked in the direction where these words were said, and there was a fat figure sitting there. In line with his bloated figure, his identity is Field Parmuir, the Empire's Minister of Finance.
"I've always been suspicious of what you said! You..." It seemed that he realized that this occasion was not suitable to say some words, and his voice, which was slightly sharp because of his obesity, paused, and then continued. : "Hoping to go to war is not a bad thing. As the finance minister of the empire, I think I am the most qualified person to say this, because I know that our country is very rich and very... able to fight. "
"Even if the so-called war factions in the empire are looking forward to it, so what? We have the ability, we have the reasons, we have the benefits... aren't these enough? Those young people want to make contributions, Then let them go, anyway, we have enough military funds to let them go; those country bumpkins from the principality want to fight us, then let them come, I have long disliked them; as for those other people you call... ..”
The fat man's voice paused, then suddenly became louder.
"It's all your lies! Your rumors! Your...your fabricated, imaginary...illusions!"
Waving his arms seemed to take a lot of strength from the fat man. He squeezed into the solid black chair, relaxed his body, and then began to breathe slightly. The fair-skinned young man always kept smiling in the face of his questioning, because he was confident that others would not care about the fat man's remarks.
At this moment, the figure on the highest throne finally spoke.
"Sir Pamuir, please calm down."
The voice was not loud, but full of majesty, just like the image of the middle-aged man in the seat. His beard and hair were spread out like a male lion, but it is difficult to imagine that the white beard appeared on a man in his forties or fifties, who was in his prime. On the emperor in his prime.
Drenir Frey Kadraft, the current emperor of the Frey Empire, is wearing a golden-red imperial costume that suits his status, and is holding a black gentleman's staff in one hand, seemingly casually. There was a sharp look hidden in his expression, which glanced at everyone present from time to time. After the Finance Minister's criticism, this majestic emperor silenced everyone who still wanted to speak with one sentence. Because they know a decision is coming tonight.
"Continue to investigate the authenticity of that matter, the border-crossing incident at the garrison fortress..." The emperor pondered for a moment before speaking: "Continue to put pressure on that old stubborn Haosman... Let him make an explanation. As for those restorationists..." He sneered twice: "Just let them dance a few times. I would like to see how far they can do it."
"As for the dispatch of troops, it will be left to the ministers...to discuss together tomorrow."
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The night was deep, the news from the palace spread, and several people in the tavern felt relieved.
"Finally, the fight didn't start. Don't worry, don't worry." The woman with the ID name Nan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: "This way our goal will not be affected..."
"The worries here can finally be put down, but don't be too happy. Our old enemies may have heard the news, and they seem to have made some moves recently..." The single-glassed military advisor then poured cold water on everyone said.
"Hmph, Jianghu..." Freefly sneered and sneered again: "Since what happened with Tania...sooner or later, they will have to suffer a little bit..."
The man named Tiepan secretly stuck out his tongue. Every time the president he knew sneered like this, it was a sign of his lack of confidence. After all, it was also the number one guild in the alliance that had suppressed them for a long time...
"By the way, I don't know if you have heard, but that person is online today..."
Thinking of his old enemy, a rumor suddenly flashed into his mind. When I heard the news, I subconsciously didn't believe it, so I dismissed it as gossip, but now that I remembered it, I said it casually.
"Who..."
"Who can understand what you say..."
The confused responses from everyone seemed to comfort the iron plate a little. He laughed and said: "It is indeed a rumor. I thought it was impossible, hahahaha... Uh, what's wrong with you guys?" ..."
The man's voice gradually became quieter, because the others seemed to have thought of something from his question, and their expressions became strange. Free Flying was stunned for a moment, and then gradually became solemn.
"You mean...that person...?"
"That one from three years ago..."
There was some solemnity in the air, as if they had a telepathic connection, and several people did not speak out their answers. They looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of luck in each other's eyes, and a sense of tension as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Hey, hey, have you heard about it too..." The man spoke loudly, his voice no longer as bold as before: "Is it true..."
No one spoke, and the atmosphere became increasingly gloomy. As if she wanted to get rid of these unpleasant feelings, the woman shook her head: "It must be a rumor..." and then walked out of the room.
"Hey, Gardenia, where are you going? Wait for me..." Tieban chased him as if he had done something wrong, and his voice became farther and farther away. But the single-lensed man frowned and sat down on the spot, whispering: "If it's true...".
"Find some people to let this matter out, see the public's reaction, and by the way... also test it out."
After making some explanations to a subordinate, Freefly walked to the window and looked at the bustling capital city in the night. He thought about the guild's plan and the sudden rumors, and his heart was in confusion for a while. In the end, he just raised his head, looked at the bright starry sky that did not exist in reality, sighed and shook his head.
"Is he back...?" He murmured to himself: "That legend..."
