"Looking at it from another perspective, this place can be considered a relatively quiet and leisurely place."
"It is enough to use it as a cemetery. At least it can ensure that the deceased will not be disturbed..."
"Who thought this place was remote before? Is it me? Is it me? Don't look at me like that. I never said such a thing, and I won't admit it."
"Okay, okay, I know you are determined to deny it to the death, so there is no need to be so nervous."
After retreating behind Violet again, a casual conversation between a man and a woman began among the scattered and disorderly tombstones. Duan Qing, with his hands folded in front of his abdomen, maintained this posture. After bathing in the harmony and harmony for a long time, he finally said his sigh: "This music is pretty good."
"If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have noticed that what our great magician is singing is just a song." Xueling Huanbing also sighed slightly: "Although I don't know what the name of this song is. .”
"Why, you haven't heard it before? I thought it was a local nursery rhyme in the imperial capital or something like that..."
"I'm not idle enough to even memorize the nursery rhymes sung by the children in the empire. If you are really interested in this... you can go up and ask yourself."
"Come on, it's not like you don't know her current state."
Pointing at Violet's back, Duan Qing lowered his head with a heavy expression: "Instead of interrupting the other party's impromptu humming, it is better to cherish this precious time when she is back to normal again, and other trivial matters , let’s investigate again when we have more opportunities.”
"Agree." Xueling Huanbing on one side nodded her head: "But... the frequency of her recovery seems to have become higher recently."
"Oh? What do you think is the influence?" Duan Qing glanced at the other party sideways: "It can't be because of your meticulous care, right?"
"It's good that you know." Xue Ling Huan Bing chuckled and brushed her long white hair under her hood: "If it weren't for her pity, I would have left her to you who never cares about others. What a disloyal person."
"Hey, hey, when you were away, I worked hard to take care of this useless doll." Duan Qing squinted his eyes and turned around: "And who said to keep her here before? From that library? I think you’ve wanted to throw this baggage away for a long time, but you just haven’t found the chance yet, right?”
"Even if it is, so what?" Xue Ling Huan Bing straightened her nose: "This is a way to temporarily resolve the trouble, what else do you have to say about it?"
"...Okay, I'm incompetent." So Duan Qing rubbed his nose and shrank back: "There is no good way now, and I am not familiar with the place of Imperial Capital. What I am doing now is just thinking. I just need to take advantage of this free time to find some opportunity to break the deadlock."
"Do you think we have made some progress?" He pointed forward, with a comforting smile on his lips: "Even if we don't find any valuable clues, we can listen to the song the great magician sang for us. It can be considered a very memorable reward... Hmm."
"It looks like it's over."
The sad and melodious music became more and more intermittent in the ears of the two people, and finally disappeared into the gradually brightening sky together with the wind that kept dancing around. The purple-haired woman stopped trembling. Then she fell into a long silence with her silent back. After a while, she slowly stood up amidst Duan Qing's questioning voice gradually coming from behind her: "How are you? Do you feel any changes in your body?"
"..."
"Did you remember anything? Good things, bad things, anything."
"..."
Still showing no intention of answering, the purple-haired Violet stared at Duan Qing's face who asked the question with lifeless eyes, and her mature face with tear stains was blown by the breeze. She became more and more numb, and finally disappeared behind Duan Qing with her slow steps forward. Looking at the action of the great magician who had returned to the puppet state, he lowered his head and said nothing. Duan Qing, with his hands on his hips, sighed deeply again. He looked at Xue Ling Huan Bing and then looked over the place. He looked around the rest of the cemetery, and finally landed on the tombstone in front of him again: "Fula Roel, right? Are there any other clues?"
"Roland." Xueling Huanbing reminded the other party softly: "We can go back to Nobilit Street and see what the abnormality we missed before is going on."
"Okay, let's go check it out." Duan Qing nodded slightly, then took the lead and walked out of the cemetery: "I hope trouble won't come again."
"The fire we saw before was probably the strongest way to express dissatisfaction we could see in the imperial capital." Xue Linghuan Bing followed him and looked towards the distance of the vermilion city: " With the emperor's protection..."
"No one will really do anything to us."
The steps of the three people gradually extending forward merged with the increasing number of people around them as time passed. Occasionally, the scene of three people tasting food and selecting items on the street flashed through the sky. After being baptized by the garden incident, their mood seemed to be different from the previous day. Even when they found their way back, their pace became lighter and lighter: "This is the Adventurer's Association, why don't you go in and say hello?" But where is the Adventurer Association headquarters in the Imperial Capital, the largest Adventurer Association headquarters in the entire Free Continent."
"The location is very prime. It almost lifts the palace off the hill next to it... Well, that's the Nobilit Street over there, right? It's so close to the center of the city. Why didn't I notice it yesterday... "
"You remember to look at those noble ladies! And these wide streets - it is said that when these streets were originally designed, they were deliberately widened to consider the extreme inconvenience of transportation in the imperial capital."
"But I didn't see a few carriages passing by on the street. Is it because of the version innovation that the backward horse-drawn carriages have been eliminated by the advanced magic guidance vehicles?"
Pointing at the three or two railroad tracks that occasionally appeared on the bluestone floor tiles around him, Duan Qing, with an exaggerated expression, then gestured to the scene of another street in front of him: "Look, there is nothing on Nobilit Street? "
"I don't know." Xue Ling Huan Bing gently shook her head: "Since the opening of level 60, I have almost never been to this city again. I don't even know when our station was moved. It’s too clear…”
"Okay, as long as you remember the other characteristics." After throwing out two gold coins, Duan Qing took the two bunches of marshmallow-like items placed on the street stalls from the vendors' hands with a look of futility: "For example... where is the Roland family in your impression? Can you identify it now?"
"It's in that direction." He took the "marshmallow" from the opponent's hand nonchalantly, and Xue Ling Huan Bing couldn't help but smile a little: "We're not visiting a temple fair, do we need to spend so much money? ?”
"In the eyes of an alchemist, these two gold coins are not even a fraction." Duan Qing waved his hand disdainfully: "I even bought you the two earrings just now. It counts while eating and shopping. What...huh?"
A curious emotion suddenly flashed in his eyes. He was about to take a step and then turned his attention to Violet, who was following the two people silently behind him as always. He took two steps back and then looked at the Violet. The purple-haired puppet's face finally pushed the marshmallow in his hand into the other's hand: "Do you want it?"
"...?"
There was a sense of doubt in her blank eyes. Violet, who was holding the marshmallow, looked up at Duan Qing's face. Her expression of not knowing how to react fell to the colorful cloud in her hand after a while. He seemed to be trying hard to consider the significance of the item in front of him: "..."
"Well, at least the image is pretty good." Xue Ling Huan Bing's snicker came to his ears. Duan Qing clapped his hands and then turned around and walked deeper into the street: "You can take it first and stuff it directly. You can eat it in your mouth, but don’t blame me for not reminding you—it’s very sweet.”
"I said before that you didn't know how to take care of others, but you learned so quickly." Xue Ling Huanbing, who followed him, complained with a flat mouth: "But if you give marshmallows to a great magician with a mature female style, you Don’t you think it’s a bit inconsistent?”
"What's the violation? I think it's very appropriate." Duan Qing replied without looking back: "Because in my eyes, she is no different from a child who knows nothing... Well."
"Is this the place?"
In the scene where countless people were still passing back and forth on the street, he stopped in front of a featureless wall: "The address of the Roland family you mentioned?"
"The approximate location is here." As if she still couldn't believe her eyes, Xueling Huanbing's voice echoed around Duan Qing as she kept looking back and forth: "But... strange, how did it become like this? What does it look like?”
"Not only the door, but also the style has changed a lot, right?" So Duan Qing groaned and pinched his chin: "It has been transformed to such an extent that even familiar people can ignore it - it seems to be true The emergence of this can be called a dark history of things changing and people changing."
"Nearly a year of gaming time has passed since the last time I came to the Imperial Capital." Looking up at the increasingly hot weather at the end of February, Xueling Huanbing put aside his slightly confused mood. He pressed it forcefully and said, "If we really make large-scale movements, one year should be enough."
"Lola now lives in the Free City, thousands of miles away from us. If we want to figure out these things, we can only rely on ourselves." Duan Qing withdrew his eyes from the wall in front of him and began to look towards He continued to look around their location and said, "Find someone to ask, preferably someone who lives around here."
"Leave it to me, I remember-"
"……What’s wrong with you?"
The voice in his ears suddenly broke into two pieces. Duan Qing, who noticed something strange, cast his gaze on Xue Ling Huan Bing, and the white-haired woman who suddenly stopped speaking seemed to suddenly He covered his head as if he had encountered a huge trauma, and his eyebrows were wrinkled together in pain: "This feeling... is disgusting."
"Empty in spirit?" A certain possibility flashed through his mind, and Duan Qing gritted his teeth: "How long have you been online? Don't continue the game now, log off and take a rest -"
"No, that's not the reason."
Painful eyes appeared in front of Duan Qing with a distorted expression as he forcibly endured the pain. The white-haired woman supported by the gray-robed magician suddenly turned her gaze to the side of the street: "Quick!"
"They're coming."
Staggering steps followed by violent tearing movements appeared beside Duan Qing. Accompanied by this was the sound of Xue Ling Huan Bing suddenly raising her voice. She was tugging at the gray magic robe in a panic. A gap was squeezed out between the street vendors and passers-by, and they ran into the shadows of the alleys on the opposite side of the block: "Hey, hey! What's wrong with you?"
"Look there."
Xue Ling Huan Bing, who leaned against the wall and took a few deep breaths without answering Duan Qing's question, turned his sweaty face to the corner on the other side of the street and said, "It's him."
"...Good times and beautiful jade?"
Looking at the sight of a male swordsman player who was gorgeously dressed and dressed like an aristocrat gradually appearing at the end of the field of vision, quickly arriving with several subordinates, Duan Qing's voice lowered involuntarily: " Did you sense his arrival?"
"Probably." Answering ambiguously, Xue Ling Huan Bing gritted his teeth and stuck out his head: "The key to the problem is-"
"That's why they're here."
After confirming that Violet was still following them, Duan Qing calmed down and turned to look in the direction of Liangchen Meiyu, only to see this guy who had become like an imperial nobleman coming down with his men. When they arrived in front of the wall they were standing on, they asked the passers-by around them and pointed towards the wall: "...are they looking for us?"
"The nearby area should have been monitored for a long time." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who leaned back into the shadow of the alley and held her forehead with one hand, replied in a difficult voice: "If it were me, I wouldn't I would like to guard the most critical places in this city and wait for the enemy to come to my door automatically..."
"Well, at least this proves that we are not looking in the wrong place." With difficulty, Duan Qing retracted his outstretched hand and turned his head again to look forward: "But... Wings of Freedom is actually back? At this time ?Risk being discovered by the Empire?”
"No matter what they want to do, I am one of their current targets."
Gritting his teeth and swallowing the last breath of cold air, Xue Ling Huan Bing looked up at another wall in the alley where they were: "Let's go, leave here first. If you want to get information..."
"There is a very suitable target right in front of us."
