"That is to say..."
The quiet ward woke up for a while because of someone's sudden voice, and then fell silent again due to the fat man's yelling. The eyes of several men in black and the congressmen stared directly at the hospital bed, and they remained silent after waking up. Pamir, who had not moved, finally relieved himself of his long-term sluggishness and slowly vomited his question: "That guy...isn't he real?"
"...I'm really sorry that I never told you." The fat man next to Duan Qing whispered: "But because there is no evidence, I can't be sure."
"The knife is already on the head, what's the use of all those so-called proofs?" Duan Qing said with a sneer: "Even if he is the person you are familiar with, he should be labeled with the word 'once' now."
"You don't have much time, in any sense." He bent down and looked at the pale man with weak breath in front of him with serious eyes: "Although for you, an important person who has just woken up, It's a bit harsh for the wounded, but... you are now officially a traitor, along with Carlos, Vincent, and... Slanco."
"What do you think?" Duan Qing grinned: "Sir Speaker... No, Pamir Lester?"
"...Where is the assassin who killed me?"
"died."
"...He is also one of theirs?"
"have no idea."
The one who answered Pamir was still the fat man sitting next to him. He waved his hand like a cattail leaf fan and signaled a nurse who rushed over after hearing the sound to check the speaker's body on the other side of the hospital bed. Then he moved his huge body and While recalling a few images that only existed in his mind: "He looked like a refugee, from Ferron County. There was dirt from the underground sewers on his clothes, and the murder weapon was also a dagger that could be seen everywhere in that place. Previous... incident When it happened, no one saw how he appeared. He probably had an accomplice, but he had already escaped in the chaos."
"...Where's the name?"
"Under investigation." Fatty replied: "Judging from the current situation... he has nothing to do with any force in the principality. Even if he is instructed, it should be a force from outside Tania."
"Like the Restorationists."
Duan Qing's voice continued without hesitation: "One thing I want to explain is: I should have met this guy before. When I was tracking down a few people in the underground black market, I was blocked by him and his companions for a while. Later, I You should have heard about it. That sudden battle also became the reason for our adventure group to be expelled from the principality. And just yesterday, we once again discovered the mysterious hermits who fought with us, and we also It’s almost confirmed...the people we’ve been checking are related to the guys who appeared in front of the Emerald Tower.”
"I know you want a more detailed explanation." Looking back at the looks of several people around him, Duan Qing spread his hands helplessly: "But... there shouldn't be time to do this troublesome thing now, right?"
"..."
The fat man who came back to his senses fell into deep thought again, but Pamir, whose expression had remained unchanged, his eyes became brighter and brighter: "Restorer... Restorer... Haha..."
"Very good."
"...Huh?" Duan Qing stared, and after a long time he closed his open mouth: "Is your speaker okay? Was he stabbed with a dagger?"
"Since we are all enemies..."
Ignoring Duan Qing's gesture, the man lying on the bed began to struggle to get up: "Then there is nothing to worry about."
"speaker!"
"Sir Speaker!"
"Sir Speaker, you can't..."
Among the figures in the room that were once again surrounded by several people, Pamir sat on the hospital bed holding his wound and gasped for a long time. Then he waved away everyone's hands that wanted to help him, and the focus of his eyes fell on the floor in front of him. : "I have always hoped that this sudden crisis can be resolved. No matter what the price it will cost, I can bear it calmly. After hearing about the conditions of the empire and the president's intentions, I once wanted to dedicate myself I hope that I can use this kind of concession and awareness to exchange for the peace of the principality."
"Now that I think about it...my ability is still a bit behind theirs."
The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. Pamir raised his head and looked at Duan Qing in front of him: "I almost failed in your efforts."
"Sir Speaker..."
"Now, we have all become sinners who betrayed the principality."
Listening to the faint shouts coming from the window, Pamir smiled slightly and looked around every face in the room: "Although we have given in before and let the other side send us to the guillotine, since the imperial people want to continue If we keep fighting, we may not have a chance."
"Since they accuse us..."
He gritted his teeth and jumped off the bed with difficulty: "Then we should fight back."
"But sir, we have nothing now..."
"We have."
After his trembling legs and feet stabilized on the ground for a while, Pamir turned his head and looked at the smiling faces of the fat man and Duan Qing next to him. A brighter smile appeared on his weak and pale face: "We have Yang, there are adventurers who have been guarding us for so many days, and..."
"We are determined."
He took one step, and then the second step. The steps on the old wooden floor were so wobbly that it was difficult to stand firmly, but they seemed to make a creaking sound that could make the earth tremble: "Didn't you keep asking..." What should we do?"
"Come with me." He pushed open the wooden door without looking back: "Let's... go to the parliament."
"This task is not easy."
Watching the fat man helping Pamir downstairs and the figures of several men in black who were silently following behind him, Xu Yuliu, who was standing in the corridor, whispered to Duan Qing: "You have to think about it."
"If I hadn't thought about it well... would I still have entered this gate?"
After glancing at the others, Duan Qing shook his dagger: "It's you..."
"Do you want to come too?"
"Of course, we are a team!"
Mengzhu, who was covering his purple hood, stood up first. At the same time, he raised his head with a pair of golden ponytails dancing back and forth on the black leather armor: "How could we give up such a great opportunity to rectify the name of the adventure group?"
"That's right!" Xiao Hongchen, who was carrying the Guan Dao, also squatted in the other corner of the corridor: "These bastards have been playing tricks on us for so long, no matter what, we have to get our place back!"
"Uncle Slanke is not a bad person." Facing Duan Qing's questioning eyes, Qianzhihe holding the red staff muttered in a low voice: "They actually described him and us as the sinners who blew up the fortress. ...I don’t want to agree!”
"It doesn't feel good to be stabbed in the back again, doesn't it?" Huanmeng, who has never left, also tugged on his windbreaker: "You guys have protected Tania for so long, but in the end you have to tear down the 'Principal' brand with your own hands... …Hey, why does this plot feel a bit familiar?”
"It is precisely because we often encounter such bloody plots that we can face it calmly."
Nodding to Ning Lan, who was silent, Duan Qing smiled and said the last words: "What's more... not everyone can accept the idea that good people are not rewarded."
"Let us finish this last shift."
He took the lead to walk down the stairs and out of the gate of Valletta, and then suppressed the light that contained some emotion in his eyes amidst the approaching sounds of fighting and the exclamations bursting out in the streets.
"The game... begins."
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"Congratulations to Duan Shanhe for winning the 19th League Cup individual competition!"
Amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami at the finals venue, Xueling Huanbing, who had just woken up from silence, opened his eyes, and then slowly stood up from his seat as several teammates around him watched in silence. The fierce quarrels and shouts that seemed to come from the horizon gradually became clear in her ears. The figures of professional players congratulating each other also stood up from the direction of the players' bench next to her. She pursed her lips before sorting out her words. He picked up his own thoughts and distinguished the whispers of teammates mixed in these voices: "The opponent... is the second best in the world, right?"
"Since the appearance of those two coaching-level players, they have finally gained the attention of other teams, but we still didn't expect... that they could go so far."
"It's too late to talk about this now. Not to mention the Angry Demon, even Phoenix Tianwang... I'm afraid it's enough for us to eat a pot."
"They also have rotating players, and their combinations are much more varied than ours. If we want to beat them..."
call……
Sighing silently in his heart, Xue Ling Huan Bing glanced at the second-best team in the world who also started to walk towards the competition seats. Then, after nodding politely, he passed by Liangchen Meiyu who had just walked out of the front. Pass:"……"
"...You guys have to work harder."
After a moment of embarrassment that was completely inconsistent with the atmosphere of the venue, a man's voice came from behind Xueling Huanbing. She paused for a moment, but finally continued to move forward without looking back: "Thank you."
"Behave well, your opponent is not Duan Shanhe after all."
Liangchen Meiyu's voice rose a little: "We at Wings of Freedom... are still waiting for your good news."
The figures of the five people disappeared from his sight one after another, and then appeared on the projection of the stage next to them after a person's voice was hoarse from the speaker. Wiping his runny nose, the man clenched his fists back and forth several times. Finally, he looked at the figure of the person sitting in the arena across the stage and let out a sigh of relief: "He fucked... "
"Yijian...are you monsters?"
boom--
The huge explosion was accompanied by loud howling winds, echoing in the city where the two teams appeared at the same time, but the sky-high explosions and strong winds did not seem to come from the same direction on the battlefield. The two players who entered the game immediately dispersed to the streets that seemed to have fallen into the battlefield, and were alert to the movements around them and the figures of their opponents. However, after only a few breaths, their attention from observing the surroundings began to gradually spread. , casting doubtful and surprised eyes farther into the sky.
"This is...Tanya?"
"It seems like it's really Tania..."
"This is Tania! And a modern version caught in the middle of a war!"
Amid the unbelievable surprise of the audience outside the venue, the gradually rising voices of realization in the blossoming flowers also sounded: "The imperial troops are advancing towards the south gate... The large fireballs and slings have defeated the defenders! The principality's reinforcements are rushing to the southwest, and there is... what is this, a large-scale magic attack?"
"Why did the system assign the battlefield for the finals here? Is this a prank of fate... Huh?"
The voice of Blossoms suddenly paused, and then in the unique storyboard of the stage scene, she completely vomited out her shock: "It turns out... there are actually two Tania!"
"The system simulated two identical scenes!" He shouted loudly: "This is a racing match!"
boom!
With another deafening explosion, the fleeing civilians finally emptied the street in front of them. The woman hiding by the wall exhaled in confusion, then looked back at the sudden rise of smoke and the collapse of the building at the end. Chengmen slowly opened his eyes: "This is..."
"I seemed to have just scouted this place two days ago. At that time..."
"Did the Empire invade the city? The shouts of killing are getting closer and closer."
"Impossible? Are we really playing a game?"
"The scenes in the system's random game world...are no longer a once-or-twice thing."
Fengqiao Tingyu, who was wearing a robe, took the lead to calm down, and his eyes gradually became serious as he looked at the streets in front and back: "However... the changes and transformations of forces in the free world are almost always determined by the past and the future. What happened, what happened simultaneously..."
"Hardly ever."
Yun Jingbu, who was in the second team in the world at the same position in another plane, took off the iron G on his back and whispered: "But the way it looks now... it is almost certain that this is what is happening in the game. "
"Hey, the Empire actually broke in."
The red-haired demon resurrected and bumped his fists: "Even millions of players can't win this battle... The Imperials are indeed very powerful."
"Instead of worrying about the future of the Free City now, it is better to finish this final as early as possible." The angry madman swinging his swords grinned and looked at the door of a three-story building nearby: "Take away the championship. After receiving the trophy, then... go back to watch the show."
"Yes, we have no time to be distracted. The championship this time... must be ours."
"Get ready to fight, the rules of the game...should be coming soon."
As the two teams cheered, the door of the three-story building was slowly opened, and a frail man slowly walked out with the support of another fat man. They each glanced at the empty street and the conspicuous group of adventurers, but they did not show any excessive expressions of surprise or surprise. They just nodded lightly, turned around and started walking towards the front of the street.
[Loading completed, victory conditions have been generated. 】
Amidst the increasingly approaching explosions and shouts of death, the two teams stared blankly at the familiar figure walking at the front. Then, followed by more and more men in black behind them, they heard the sound from the system. Prompt sound.
[Phase 1: Escort Pamir to the parliament hall. 】
