It has to be said that this night's surprise attack by the Sword of Justice did play an extraordinary role, because on this night when the game just ended, not to mention the idle players, even the top management of Wings of Freedom were sleeping and resting Among them, there was no timely reaction at all. Novel of nature
This caused them to quickly lose the temporary station they had just built outside the fortress, and they retreated to the southwest of the fortress before stopping their retreat.
"Call me back! Otherwise, labor and management will strip you of your skin!"
"Are you going to be so desperate, Captain?"
"Yes, they can't take down the fortress with just a few people anyway..."
"Nonsense, if the higher ups find out, won't they peel off my skin?"
With Ruoyouruowu's symbolic resistance, the continuous tug-of-war continued all night long, and it slowly stopped after dawn when a group of elite Wings of Freedom players came online. A group of professional players headed by Gregson had vented enough tempers and practiced their own team tactics. They returned home with satisfaction, leaving only those who traveled from Anta Town to France. There were corpses of enemies in Ers Fortress, as well as the faces of Empire players looking at each other.
"X was beaten like this by a member of the guild. Do you still want to hang out?"
"But, but they are all professional players." The captain who was still scolding his subordinates now became more convincing: "The big man in the lead slashed several of our brothers with one sweep, and he also used a golden sword. gas……"
"...Then let's go together! Aren't there a lot of people here? Also, why didn't you inform us?"
"Uh... Isn't this because I'm afraid that you guys won't get enough rest and will miss tomorrow's game..."
"Okay, now...the debt is all paid back to us."
Looking at the iron man who was still thundering not far away, holding the long sword and flying freely, he couldn't help but shook his head: "This guy Grayson... he is taking revenge on society."
"If we continue like this, we won't feel good." Yan Dong, who is wearing a monocle, is still holding a book, but his eyes have obviously been stuck on a certain focus: "At least on the frontal battlefield, we can't get any progress."
"That's not necessarily true." Liangchen Meiyu on the other side immediately retorted: "Although we have recruited many more people, we are not necessarily afraid of the elite players in terms of their strength."
"But their president has time, we don't have time." Yan Dong sighed and replied: "According to the convention of the League Cup, the finals will take at least a week, and this does not include the time left for the players. Days of rest…”
"The team competition starts tonight, right? They have to practice and take a break, right?"
"If they want to rest, they have plenty of time to do it now." The man with eyes stretched out his hand to hold his lenses: "As for practicing..."
"I think they just finished practice."
"a#'s..."
The awkward atmosphere lasted for a while in their respective silence, and then the free-flying curses sounded in a low voice: "What do you think we are, ah? Are we used as sandbags to pinch? Iron plate! Bring five teams to fight over, Let them see..."
"President."
Before he could finish speaking, a voice belonging to a subordinate suddenly sounded beside him: "The people from Lanshan are here."
"...What are they here for?"
"They said they came to participate in negotiations." The man continued: "There are also several representatives of Dawn Glory... They said this was agreed upon a few days ago."
"...You really know how to choose the right time."
Raising his hand to wave away the player, Freefly let out a long breath: "I have completely forgotten about these people who want to share the benefits..."
"They came in the name of peace talks." The white-robed scholar holding the magic book replied calmly: "From an official point of view, we cannot refuse."
"I know I know."
Inadvertently checking his surroundings, Freefly lowered his voice, but in the end he turned around and asked with some uneasiness: "Xue... where is the manager?"
"She is still resting." Liangchen Meiyu replied with a smile: "She should still be at home at this time."
"That's good...ahem."
He straightened up after coughing, and with a high chest, Freefly led a few people toward the inside of the fortress. At the same time, he reached out and called Liangchen Meiyu to him: "Since they don't want to fight, we can't be cheap. I'll go talk to them later, and you can continue our plan with others, do you understand?"
"Then the front line..."
"Anta Town was originally an unplanned target. Sooner or later, the empire will fight. If we don't fight, it won't be a big deal. On the contrary, the two major guilds of Jianghu and the Sword of Justice...are the enemies we need to pay attention to."
The footsteps became farther and farther as several people left, but their whispers still echoed between the high walls on both sides of the fortress gate: "We did not expect that the Sword of Justice would be liberated so early, but As long as they are still players, sooner or later they will have time to rest, and now is our opportunity..."
"We can't let them know either..."
"Let me tell the guys from Lanshan and Dawn Glory..."
"I understand, then I'll leave this to Brother Tiban and..."
The low-pitched discussion of several people stopped at the crack of the fortress gate. Then, under the gaze of a group of imperial guards, the troops divided into two groups and continued walking towards the interior of the fortress. They turned around and turned back again while holding their swords. Arriving at the outskirts of the fortress. Surrounded by several younger brothers, Liangchen Meiyu, who quickly walked back to the front line, gave instructions to the surrounding players for a while, and finally waved to them and asked them to go and prepare: "Remember, this time we are It's a secret operation. I don't care how arrogant you were outside in the past, but if something happens this time... don't blame me for turning against you!"
"Yes, yes, boss, we know."
"Also... try not to let the manager know. The truth... you all understand."
"No problem, boss, with our spies here, everything about her is under our control..."
"Boss."
A tall player suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and winked at Liangchen Meiyu: "I'm back."
"Oh?" Liangchen Meiyu stopped making arrangements, and then waved slowly. After those guys had retreated, she pulled the tall player to the side of the road: "Tell me."
As he slowly left the crowd, the other party whispered in his ear for a while, and then in the breeze blowing by, he heard his vague response: "...you said they heard What are you calling? Brother Qingshan?"
"Well, that's what the woman shouted, and then..."
The two whispered to each other for a while, and finally separated again with understanding. However, when the man looked back in the direction of Tania City, the light in his eyes became much brighter: "It seems..."
"I actually ran into a dead rat, hum hum, ha ha ha ha..."
He stretched out his hand towards the increasingly clear sky, and slowly grasped it with his palms.
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In the same sunlight, a man and a woman were walking swaggeringly on the streets of Tania City. While generously facing the surprised gazes coming from all over the streets, they looked like tourists who had just entered this place. Looking around the city: "So happy, so happy..."
"What's wrong with you, so excited?"
"It turns out that walking openly on the street is something worth celebrating..."
"Hey, hey, how come this is fair and aboveboard?"
Duan Qing, who was walking in front, couldn't help but turn around, pointed to the hood on his head and said, "Isn't this the one wearing a cloak?"
"Well...it's because those guards have bad eyesight. They don't even come up to question such an obviously suspicious person like us..."
"First of all, we are not suspicious people." Duan Qing responded feebly: "Then... let alone adventurers, there are tens of thousands of NPCs wearing hoods. Unless the principality passes something illegal now, A bill that prohibits the wearing of cloaks, otherwise...just checking those of us who wear cloaks will tire them to death."
"The current situation in the principality is so miserable, how can they have so much time to take care of us unruly adventurers?"
"Well, but...it still looks suspicious. We've been walking for so long and we've hardly seen any players dressed the same way..."
"There are only two possibilities for players to wear equipment without thinking. One is that the attributes of this thing are very good and powerful, and the other is... that this thing looks handsome when worn." Duan Qing curled his lips and replied: "Obviously, Things like cloaks... can’t be taken up by anything.”
"Really?" Qian Zhihe, who was following behind, blinked, and then twirled the white burqa on his body: "But I think he is very handsome. Look at his covered eyes, half exposed under the hood. His face...well, if there is another circle of stubble..."
"I'm not soluble in water, thank you."
Duan Qing blocked the other person's mouth expressionlessly, and stopped in front of a closed tavern in the east of the city. Then, after turning around and admonishing the other person for a while, he turned around and opened the door of the tavern. After a while, the girl who was playing with her red lotus staff boredly showed a satisfied smile, then walked forward in two steps and came to Duan Qing who reappeared: "What's next?"
"...You seem to have done nothing. Why are you so happy?"
"It's okay, it's okay, as long as...well, let's continue."
Duan Qing was confused, walking back and forth in this huge city with a girl whose clothes and colors were completely opposite to his own, while inquiring about special news in certain directions. Although he said he didn't care, he still didn't stay in front of any group of guards for too long out of caution, and they had stopped all their entrustments, so they didn't expect any civilians to reveal it inadvertently. Their names, except for a few characters who have some special relationship with them, the only ones who can tell their identities in one sentence are those players who can also see the ID on their heads, but they are not famous people in the first place. There are not many people who have the special idea to expose their existence in this huge city.
Of course, some people are exceptions.
"Moshang Qingshan!"
"Oops, oops...run!"
"Ah ha, since we are destined to meet each other, don't run away in such a hurry. How about we sit down and talk about the past?"
"To tell you the truth, you told me personally about the friendship between Chi Hun and the City Guards!"
So there was another usual fight of life and death in the streets, played out in a corner of the city, but this time Duan Qing finally remembered not to let the girl throw another fireball.
In some places in the city, you can occasionally see many familiar characters, but most of these characters have nothing to do with what Duan Qing wants to solve, or they have some connections but are of no use, such as Kelan in the jewelry store. Master Ford, Uncle Jim who had been commissioned by him, Connie, the counter clerk from the Adventurers Association, and Nurse Anweina who was rushing to the hospital from home... The elusive and unscrupulous magician has naturally appeared before. In the field of vision of Duan Qing and the other two, but unlike several other NPCs, the guy who was performing also recognized the identities of the two of them at a glance, and then immediately put down all the audience in front of him, using a strange He danced in front of the girl, and a bouquet of flowers emerged from the top hat: "The most beautiful flowers are naturally dedicated to the most beautiful lady, dear Miss Qianzhihe, I haven't seen you for many days, you look like..."
Boo!
Amidst the sounds of surprise and exclamation coming from the distance, Duan Qing retracted his feet, then pulled the girl who smiled like a flower away from the sight of the crowd of onlookers: "The Shadow Club and the damn fat man didn't take him in." It's a waste of talent, this dog-like sense of smell..."
"A dog-like sense of smell...are you kidding about the world of mortals?"
"Uh... when you say that, I'm speechless."
After lingering intentionally or unintentionally for a long time, Duan Qing finally pulled the girl to the door of the library, and then after hesitating for a while, he walked into the door of the library. Before that, Duan Qing had naturally asked Qianzhihe if there was any way to contact his mentor. Naturally, the girl rejected the question simply, and only left such a sentence after thinking about it for a long time.
"She said...she will come back in a hurry." The girl said, "What's the matter? What's important, uncle?"
"nothing."
Wiping away the light from his eyes, Duan Qing put on a meaningless expression: "Hank has also reported it, and there seems to be no progress in the Shadow Society. If you want to get further information, it seems that you can only rely on Some more powerful forces, such as your master... Huh?"
"Is there anyone there?" He looked at the empty and quiet library inside the door and opened his mouth slightly.
"Huh?" Qian Zhihe, who was following behind, looked at the empty counter and became a little surprised: "The old man is not here... How could this be? He would actually leave here too?"
"Maybe there is something important." Looking at the vast hall without a single figure, Duan Qing's eyes slowly darkened: "There is not a single reader..."
"Then, what should we do? Let's wait here?"
"No, let's go find out somewhere else."
The two people discussed together for a while, then looked at the quiet hall where you could hear a needle drop, backed away along the way they came, and slowly left this place. After the two people disappeared for a moment, an old man sitting in the corner of the second floor withdrew his fluorescent hands, then waved away the starlight around him, and silently exhaled a breath: "Huh. …”
"Your friend...just...seems to be asking for something from you." Another old man sitting opposite tightly grasped a broken wooden crutch and gasped slightly: "You...don't deal with it. ?"
"Everyone has his own destiny." The old man in black robe replied: "This should be something you often say, right?"
"Hehehe... things are different now, old friend."
The voice of the old man holding the wooden stick was too weak to be heard, but there was a hint of smile in his words: "Even I survived, the key to change my destiny..."
"It may not be in their hands."
