The war is really over.
The magical energy surrounding the city of Tania gradually dissipated as the battles between several parties converged. The restorers who were secretly fighting with the Council of Mages also seemed to be affected by some kind of news. After the purple light stagnated, they gradually The earth receded. Bernard, who led thousands of imperial soldiers and had countless capable men, should not have given up on the great victory he had achieved by storming into the center of Tania City. He should not have given up on the great opportunity that might bring a new era to this continent. However, he faced That's right, it is impossible for a person who once created the "Fal Cold" and even the emperor to be polite to him without fear in his heart.
What's more, this is when the Eta County Allied Forces and the Xifeng County Allied Forces appear beside them.
Under normal circumstances, the emperor, who has experienced hundreds of battles, cannot ignore the existence of the two reinforcements. Unfortunately, the previous battle situation was too anxious, and the efforts over the past few days have finally yielded results, so even Bernard Generals like De didn't notice what the besieging troops who were supposed to appear in the east of the city but never showed up later meant to them - when they first arrived at the gate of the city, the defenders were close to fighting with the two counties. The reinforcements clashed, but after they fought with the imperial people who came to occupy the city gate, and then made their intention clear, the few principal defenders and players hurriedly opened the passage, allowing them to move towards the parliament hall. The direction rushed over. Then the appearance of the mysterious purple light and the subsequent commotion in the city became the last note of this war. We saw a large number of reinforcements looming in the east of the Parliament Square, and finally a certain minstrel appeared in the west of the square. After the poet's figure, the helpless imperial coalition commander finally gave the order to retreat, and left this devastated place under the watch of Sister Christine.
"Impossible! Didn't these @# people be beaten down?" At the side door of the parliament hall, Freefly with a manic expression shouted loudly: "Why?"
"Go back and greet your emperor properly." Duan Fenglei, who was directly opposite him, put his hands behind his back and smiled with an unknown meaning: "And their families... maybe you will get the answer."
Without the support of the Imperial people, the Imperial players who stayed in Tania City were asking for trouble. Therefore, after a wave of sound that receded like a tide, incredible silence once again occupied Tania City. over the sky. Some of the aborigines who were hesitant to walk out of their homes seemed to be in disbelief that this war would have such an outcome. It was not until they saw countless adventurers rushing onto the streets, hugging each other and cheering that they gradually began to believe it. The fact that Tania was not destroyed and her homeland was preserved.
Then, they heard the voice of the Principal Speaker coming out again with the help of magic.
"The war is over," he said. "We have won."
Wow——
The deafening shouts were like wind waves that stirred up the blue sky, completely submerging every bit of air in the city, and then an indulgent singing that was no less than a magical storm burst out from every corner of this place. The surviving citizens poured into the streets, venting their suppressed emotions for days. Pamir, who heard all this, finally closed his eyes with satisfaction: "No matter how difficult it is, Accept it, but a principality is a principality after all..."
"She is our hometown."
"I received a message from Congressman Lin."
A man with a Chinese character in armor walked up to the steps. He first looked around at the several bruised adventurers standing behind Pamir, and then looked at the speaker's face, which was still pale despite being surrounded by water magic: "Fortunately it's not too late, Mr. Pamir."
"I should be thanking you, Chief Kang."
Nodding at the other party with difficulty, Pamir said with a weak breath: "And Mr. Pence, your presence here at the most difficult moment of the principality... is already the greatest gift to the principality."
"No, we don't have to be so polite." The other bearded man next to the Chinese-character face smiled and waved his hand, then pointed to the fat man next to him: "Fat Yang and I are friends, and I owe him a lot of love. Well, my brother, what does this little thing mean..."
"Stop lying. If it weren't for the benefits promised by Pamir, you wouldn't have run here like crazy."
The fat man retorted disdainfully, and then scratched his head at Pamir's eyes: "But forget it, I can still bring people over in this case... I have nothing to say."
"Contributing one's own strength to the principality is originally the responsibility of one of the members." The big man with a Chinese character said harmoniously: "We all see the way the speaker dedicates himself to the principality. Get up...we should be the ones thanking you."
"...If it were in the past, I might have been polite."
Pamir, who was supported by the fat man, lowered his head, seeming to hide a certain emotion: "But now..."
"I cannot accept this gratitude."
He looked around, and finally focused on the dark shadow of the parliament hall behind him: "It was you who saved this principality, you are the saviors of this principality, each of you...should accept me Thank you for every ounce.”
"Thank you from the bottom of my heart."
As if feeling the strong contrast between his emotions and the sounds around him, the atmosphere among the few people present suddenly fell silent. Christine, who was stabilizing Pamir's injury, followed his voice and looked towards the fallen person. The city is far away from the ocean of joy. In the Valia Tavern there, a man with a confused look on his face had just woken up from a bed in a certain inner room, and then listened to the different voices inside and outside the house, and the look of confusion on his face spread even wider. :"This is……"
"Hey, you're actually dead too?"
A male voice with a dull voice due to the heavily armored helmet rang in his ears, and at the same time, several players gradually retreated: "Rare guest, it's rare to see a master like you appear here..." "
"...Why are you here?" After seeing the ID on the man's head clearly, Duan Qing patted his head: "Aren't you supposed to be on the front line?"
"I'm not a fighting maniac like the bad boy. I prefer work like squatting on corpses. It's relaxing, comfortable... and full of a sense of accomplishment."
Perhaps because he felt it was too inconvenient, Ladder finally took off his helmet and let out a long breath: "It's so hot... Hey, there's no news about that person? We're all here to guard him. How long has it been?"
"Not yet, boss, it seems they haven't been caught." The African miner squatting in the corner replied listlessly: "Really, you are actually sent to guard the resurrection point at such a critical moment, aren't you afraid that we will be counterattacked? "
"Everyone from the Empire has withdrawn, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore!" Ladder waved his hand impatiently: "If you want to go out for a party, go out quickly and stop complaining to the labor and management..."
"I'm not complaining, it's just... forget it."
Standing up and slapping his butt, the African miner nodded to Duan Qing, and then walked out of the house surrounded by several players who were also assigned to stay here. The cheers that were amplified for a moment were blocked by the door and were blocked outside. The figure of the ladder appeared in front of Duan Qing again. He put down the ax in his hand and put on a strange smile on his face: " Okay, comrade King of Savages, how did you die?"
"...I don't understand it either."
Recalling the last few inexplicable scenes in his mind, Duan Qing shook his head helplessly: "But... it's definitely not a shameful way to die."
"Oh, really?" Ladder raised his eyelids and said, "Well, for the sake of my former comrades, I will believe you just once... you go."
"……ah?"
"Why, you're not leaving yet?" The ladder raised the other half of his eyelids: "I even sent away my own team members, why don't I leave a chance for you? Don't think that if the war is won, people in the world will not arrest you. Ah, I have seen many things like settling accounts after the fall, let alone things like traitors..."
"Wait, wait, wait." Duan Qing hurriedly interrupted the other party: "You... you are squatting here, aren't you for a guy named Hongshan Lao Dao?"
"Oh, he's also on the list." Ladder nodded vaguely: "Why, isn't he a relative of yours?"
"You are his relative!"
Duan Qing replied angrily, then looked back out the window of the tavern: "What did you just say, the war is over?"
"That's right." Ladder looked at him strangely: "It is said that a purple light suddenly appeared in the parliament hall, a very mysterious kind, and then the sisters from the Mages Council came forward and directly persuaded the imperial people to retreat. Yes. Oh, I heard that reinforcements from two counties in the principality emerged from the east, otherwise Bernard would not be so obedient..."
"Kristine?" Duan Qing's eyes widened: "They are actually here too?"
"Why, are you familiar with them?"
The doubts in Ladder's eyes became even heavier: "The guys from the Mage Council haven't appeared in Tania for a long time. This time, three of them suddenly appeared. Plus that beam of light... How do you think something big happened? Ah! Hey, you guy... do you know something? Tell me, tell me!"
"As long as you don't get so close to me, I might be able to find out something, but..."
Slowly pushing away the face that was close at hand, Duan Qing suddenly jumped out of bed: "Where are the players in the empire?"
"Withdrawing too, they all withdrew." Ladder curled his lips and replied: "After hearing the notice from the great magician, they began to withdraw. Hey, they didn't even say hello to us, and asked us to kill them one by one. It’s so fast to go back... No, the enemies are gone. How did you die? Did you slip and fall from the platform of the Messenger? "
"…How long have they been retreating?"
"It must be more than ten minutes. It will take some effort to evacuate so many people... Hey, where are you going?"
"Stay here and don't leave."
Ignoring the question raised by the other party, Duan Qing pushed open the door: "If Old Dao Hongshan is sent back here, he must not be allowed to escape!"
"Isn't this nonsense? Don't look at your grandpa Ladder...hey, hey!"
Whistling through the crowds of people, Duan Qing rushed out of the tavern, then looked at the street that was also filled with people, frowned, and jumped onto the roof next to the street. It seemed that because they were immersed in the joy of victory, the cheering crowd above and below the house did not pay attention to the player running on the roof. In Duan Qing's mind, such details were not what he wanted to care about now.
Even if his last sword was really successful, a full ten minutes have passed since the purple light disappeared. During this time...could he have been in a state of rebirth?
Could it be the sequelae of Yi Jianxin?
What happened during this time?
Pamir...did he survive?
Suddenly jumping off the roof of the last bungalow, Duan Qing's eyes lit up, and then he rushed into the large square that was also filled with people. Pushing the celebrating crowds left and right, he trudged to the door of the dilapidated parliament hall, and next to the pile of corpses being sorted, he unexpectedly saw an empty scene: "I don't know if anyone should be left. Let me know..."
"What are you looking for, adventurer?"
An old voice suddenly sounded in Duan Qing's ears. Although it was mixed in the noise in the sky, it was still so clearly audible. Feeling a hint of familiarity, Duan Qing suddenly turned his head and included the figure of an old man holding a cane. appeared in his field of vision, but it took his chaotic brain to react for a while before he matched a name buried in his memory with the image in front of him: "Gu, Gustan?"
"I'm glad you remember me."
Still wearing the tattered robes like a beggar, still wearing the same tattered cane, the old man who seemed to be not in good spirits suddenly smiled at Duan Qingzhan, then waved to him, and turned towards the crowd. Go deep. Duan Qing, who had been watching for a while, finally sighed, followed the old man's slow pace and left the square, and then caught up with him on Library Avenue, which became sparsely populated: "You... you didn't do it on purpose. Are you waiting for me?"
"Your instincts are sharp, adventurer."
His footsteps paused slightly, and Gustan said without looking back: "But... I'm afraid I'm not the only one who wants to find you at this time."
"In the parliament hall just now, ten minutes ago..."
Duan Qing seemed to understand the other party's purpose of finding him, and Duan Qing immediately asked: "What exactly happened?"
"...Hehehehe."
This time, Gustan's footsteps really stopped. He looked at the corner of the library that was gradually revealed in the distance, and seemed to be looking into the invisible void. After being silent for a while, he let out a sudden low laugh: "Now that things have come to this, it seems... There’s nothing left to hide.”
"You changed your destiny." He turned around and said, "It's that simple."
