"You're back?"
"came back."
"went well?"
"Of course...well, how is the investigation going on the Xingyingxing matter?"
"That matter..."
In Redcar's Wings of Freedom station, a player who had just appeared here was talking to another player who was sitting quietly in the corner, flipping through a book. After hearing the other party's question, the player wearing a silver-white robe closed the book and then raised his head.
"I did some research, and it seems...it's because he was unlucky."
"Are you unlucky?"
"That little oil seller is a wind magician." The man in white adjusted his glasses slightly: "And that desert happens to be an environment full of wind and sand."
"So? Xingyingxing is defeated like this?"
"I've also watched the video, and that guy never showed up."
Yandong replied: "In the audition competition, the official only provided a God's perspective, so it was impossible to find the opponent. According to my guess, he... should have been hiding in the distance to attack with wind magic, while blowing the wind and sand It has to be even more confusing, and then... it just keeps blowing until the end of the game."
"Ah……"
Freefly was silent for a while, and then laughed intermittently: "Hehehe...hahahaha!"
"The hell with the free world."
He waved his hand forward, as if he wanted to dispel some ominous omen. The man sitting opposite him laughed instead: "Don't worry, even in a normal battle, accidents will happen..."
"Ever since I came to this game, everything seems to have gone wrong." Freefly said: "Tanya lost, and the development of the empire was also hindered. Finally, it stabilized, and then he provoked the War, but we encountered a lot of strange things. If the gods from all walks of life hadn't come out to cause trouble, we could have defeated Jianghu before the League Cup..."
"Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation. We have tried our best."
The strategist of Wings of Freedom still maintained his plain smile: "And from the current point of view, our plan is still going very smoothly. If there are no other surprises, we should be able to achieve the expected results by the end of the audition. "
"I hope so."
Freefly looked at the ceiling, then found a seat and sat down: "As long as...she doesn't cause trouble for us."
"With all due respect." Yandong was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "She...has left a lot of leeway."
"Haha...yes." Freefly twitched his lips: "After all, he is the boss. No matter how powerful we are, we can't do anything to him..."
"...You know that's not what I meant." The man in white shook his head: "But...forget it."
His eyes lowered and he decided to change to an exciting topic: "There is new news from Tania."
"oh?"
Freefly's eyes lit up: "New news? Is there any progress?"
"Yes. If we are not mistaken..." Yan Dong laughed: "The information that the fourth team obtained inexplicably is indeed true."
"Really?" Freefly rubbed his hands excitedly: "Then...should we do something?"
"In fact, the next step of planning has already begun."
The man in white smiled and said: "Whether it is successful or not, you should be able to see the results soon..."
"good!"
Freefly laughed and stood up: "This is the best news I have heard in a while!"
He walked to the door and looked to the west: "Jianghu, and the Sword of Justice... Hehehehe, do you want to spend this competition safely?"
"That is impossible."
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"So I said...hey, hey, are you listening to me carefully?"
"Shh... look over there."
"What's going on over there...huh? That person is..."
"Is it a dream?"
"It seems to be true...the president of Dawn Glory."
In the tavern of Fals Fortress, among the adventurers who were chatting and slapping each other, some had noticed what was happening in the corner. However, different players also have their own focus of attention. For example, several other players not far from here are discussing the identity of another person in the corner.
"That guy...is the one who's been popular recently?"
"He is known as the Savage King. I heard he is very powerful and has saved several teams... but I have never seen him before."
"Just him? The guy wearing a novice uniform?"
"Don't tell me, few people would notice him if he wasn't dressed like this... But there are rumors that his clothes were damaged in the battle on the first day he came here, and he hasn't put on new ones yet. equipment."
"Hey, why don't you buy one? You really want to show off."
"If you have the skills, you can take off your clothes and go to the battlefield. I don't require you to have the same record as him. As long as you can come back alive, I guarantee that you can be as famous as him... Look, this Didn’t someone look for him again?”
"By the way...it seems that many people have been looking for him in the past few days? Why is he still alone?"
"I don't know about this. I've never dealt with him... but people who have been in a team with him all say that he is pretty good. Even the evil young man from Jie City seems to have said so..."
"What? That cold-faced evil spirit?"
"Yes, but judging from the looks of the two of them, they seem to have known each other before..."
"...No wonder the guy on the ladder looked a little irritable before. It seems he is afraid that others will poach his treasure, hahahaha!"
"But... the guy who passed by today looks a little different." The person who spoke later looked in the direction of Duan Qing: "Maybe there will be something interesting."
"Ha, why didn't I see it? Do you know that person?"
"I don't know, maybe they are newcomers to the battlefield recently... Don't tell me, if they are all newcomers, they might form a new team. After all, everyone likes to work on their own, and then stand on the top of the mountain and be the boss. right?"
"I don't care about that. I just want to know when was the last time you gave me the equipment you owed me..."
"You, you, you started again..."
Duan Qing naturally noticed the whispers of people at the tables around him, but this was not what he cared about anymore. He didn't even want to care about the guy in front of him, because this guy came to his door for no reason and got in front of him. The person was indeed his former teammate, but the word "former" came earlier than normal.
Huan Meng, the current president of Dawn Glory, had already left one of Duan Qing's teammates due to ideological differences earlier than what happened three years ago.
"Don't doubt me, I just happened to be here."
The man wearing a windbreaker with a broken hem smiled and sat next to Duan Qing: "I want to check out the customs and customs here, and by the way... take a look at your situation."
"The situation? Please take a look at it as you like." Duan Qing replied meaninglessly: "It has nothing to do with me anyway."
"What? Don't you want to welcome your old friend?"
"who are you?"
Duan Qing raised his eyes: "Am I familiar with you?"
"hehe."
Expressing his feelings with a simple tone of voice, Huanmeng sat next to Duan Qing and looked at his face: "Jian Beidong said you have changed a lot, but in my opinion..."
"It seems like nothing has changed."
"Have you seen Jian Beidong?"
"There is still a connection between us. It's not like you who disappeared for so long without even leaving a word."
Huanmeng grinned with an inexplicable smile: "Now you know... how miserable you are, right?"
"Hey, that's my own fault." Then Duan Qing's face wrinkled up: "It has nothing to do with ideas."
"Now that things have happened, do you still want to stick to your set of things?" Huanmeng smiled and stretched out his hand to pull the white novice uniform on Duan Qing's body: "Look, look, I have never seen anything worse than what you are now. player..."
"I can temporarily forgive you for your lack of confidence." Duan Qing raised his eyes again: "But from your position, you don't seem to have any qualifications to criticize me, right? I heard that the Glory Guild was disbanded early. Already..."
"Too big a step...that's the natural consequence."
Huanmeng's face also darkened: "But... I did make a mistake at the time. I didn't expect that guy to have his own thoughts."
"Everyone has their own thoughts... I already said something similar when you left." Duan Qing held up his own glass of wine and drank while blocking his snickering expression: "It's precisely because of this that I forgave you for your arrogance and prejudice, and let you go. As a result, you... didn't seem to understand, and then you caused a lot of things."
"It's all in the past, don't mention it again."
Huanmeng took out a small iron pot from his windbreaker, unscrewed the lid, and drank by himself: "Why do we need to hurt each other like this?"
"What's this?"
"Iron Tail Wine, Kadgar's specialty, would you like to try it?"
"Hey, don't think I don't know. If I agree... you will definitely refuse."
"Hmph, hum..." Huanmeng smiled and took another sip, then put down the iron pot: "But, when did I learn to drink...?"
"Everyone will learn it. It's instinct, nature." Duan Qing shook his head and smiled: "Just like me."
"No, no, no, you don't know how to drink." Huanmeng immediately shook his head and interrupted the other party: "Alcohol will affect the performance of virtual games. Who said this?"
"I'm... no longer a professional player."
Looking up at the wooden ceiling illuminated by the magic light, Duan Qing smiled bitterly, then shook his head to dispel the same picture that appeared in his mind as he had just thought of when he was offline: "Everything has already happened. I have nothing to do with it, whether it was before or in the future.”
"Hehehehe, hahahaha!"
Ignoring all the strange looks from around him, Huanmeng laughed: "This is the biggest joke I've heard in recent times."
"What? Don't believe it?"
"It's not that you don't believe it...have you ever heard of an old saying? It's called..."
The man in the windbreaker put his right arm on the table and stared at the man in front of him: "You can't help yourself when you are in the world."
Duan Qing fell silent.
"Some things cannot be escaped if you want to."
Seeing the change in the other person's expression, Huan Meng spread his arms and said, "It's like you've been here for just a few days and people have already started asking about your family."
"Hmph..." Duan Qing snorted coldly from his nose, but did not refute.
"For people like you, unless you never play games for the rest of your life, otherwise... no matter how you hide it, your flaws will be exposed." Huan Meng continued: "Otherwise... you will ask yourself to pretend to be a fool and understand nothing. Are you playing games, Comrade Savage King?”
Inexplicably remembering the first mission after coming to the fortress, as well as Qicai Lingguang and others who were in the same team at that time, Duan Qing once again had a bitter smile on his face: "My heart is just too soft..."
"Mao, this is instinct, this is nature."
After taking a big sip of wine, the man in the rag cloak slammed the iron pot on the table: "It's what's deeply rooted in your bones... what you can't hide."
"Why do you have to be so... against yourself?"
The noise in the tavern seemed to subside for a moment, and then started to sound again like a rebound. The secretly observing eyes projected from various places are not what Duan Qing wants to care about now. He lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about some important issue. After a while, he slowly shook his head: "No..."
"No." His voice gradually rose: "Stop fooling me here, I won't listen to you."
"Ha..." Huanmeng laughed: "It seems that you... are still so stubborn."
"I have my own reasons." Duan Qing raised his head and said, "This is not your problem, nor is it the problem of you people."
He sighed: "You... don't think too much about it."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... What problem can make the former king become such a timid person?" Huanmeng showed a curious look: "Not even participating in the League Cup?"
"What's wrong with not participating? This is called leaving some opportunities for young people..."
"Stop trying to prevaricate with those things like blooming flowers. You and him are completely different." Huanmeng immediately raised his hand to stop him: "If you had said this three years ago, I might still believe you 30%, but Now……"
"Now……"
His expression darkened again, but this time, it was as gloomy as a black city wall: "Do you dare to say that?"
Duan Qing looked at the other party with an unchanged expression.
"You have been hiding for three years without seeing a single ghost. You have abandoned your family, your friends, your fiancée, and your great future... What have you experienced in the past three years? Do you dare to tell me? ?"
"What happened on that night three years ago? How dare you..."
A hand suddenly stretched out in front of his eyes, stopping his words.
"I see."
Duan Qing, who lowered his head, let out a dull laugh: "After a long time of effort, you... or you, just want to know these things."
"What happened that night, the 'Night of Severance'." (To be continued.)
