"Have all the preparations been completed?"
At the same moment, in an alley next to a square on the other side of the Thebilis Castle, the fisherman who had just returned from an outing removed the big shield from his back with a tired look on his face, and at the same time asked other men who gathered around him.
People: "How is the docking situation going?"
"It's done, President." The Blood-Red Sword Master, who seemed to be in charge of the local situation, hurried forward to report: "The Duke's people will transport this batch of goods soon, and the money has been transferred to our account.
"
"Give some of it to the brothers below to reward them. You and them have done a lot of work." He waved his hands casually, and the fisherman took a heavy breath: "I originally thought that a team of
It might be a bit wasteful to second someone, but looking at it now... the situation seems to be just right."
"Thank you for the compliment, boss." The mustachioed thief replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Although our ability is not as good as that of Brother Mouse and the others, we will still do our best."
"Forget about that coward, that guy is very depressed now."
As if remembering some unpleasant past events, the fisherman walking towards the tavern waved his hand vigorously: "Fortunately, everything that happened in Tanzania turned out pretty well in the end, otherwise...even I
We can’t protect him either.”
"It's all because the enemy is too powerful, and there are too many accidents and interference factors." A trace of imperceptible joy flashed in his eyes, and the mustachioed thief named Blood Red Sword Master replied in a low voice: "We have tried our best."
"Anyway, these are all tasks assigned by the superiors. Let's just use the money to do the work." Shaking his head slightly, the shield warrior looked up at the sky that had begun to set at night: "Unplanned means of competition, we can
We have used everything we have, and I have risked my life in order to fight for a new path that was not originally ours..."
"What happened this time shouldn't have much impact on us, right?" The Blood-Red Sword Master asked cautiously: "Could there be some terrible opponent who could disrupt the situation halfway?"
"The relationship has already been settled, all that's left is to close the net."
The crowd he led gradually disappeared into the "Fire Ranch", and the whispers belonging to the fisherman were gradually drowned by the noise from inside the tavern: "According to the above statement, the power of the Duke is not something that everyone here can
Easily comparable."
"At least that Ida family doesn't have any capital to fight." He grinned with a cruel smile as he said this: "Not to mention that wine bag and rice bag... Don't worry, there will definitely be no trouble coming this time.
."
"The remaining problem is confidentiality. If the city guards, Captain Rasha, and the Noxus Chamber of Commerce can silence those few irrelevant people..."
"By the way, those newcomers! There won't be any problems with them, right?"
It seems that they are already regular visitors here. The team led by several people gradually separated from the people passing by: "I remember that their captain is called the Exile War Song?"
"I asked Toothbrush about the origins of those people. They seemed to be a group of members who were originally members of the Flamedramon. Later, they were squeezed out for various reasons and turned to our name."
"Is this the origin?" The footsteps stopped in front of the bar, and at the same time, there was a squinting look from the fisherman: "Is there any possibility of being an undercover agent?"
"This possibility does exist, but the existence rate is very low." The Blood Red Sword Master replied in a low voice: "Players in the free world need to register when changing adventure groups, and we can also check their entry and exit records.
Among the people left in Carlo Village, some have mentioned traces of their activities..."
"Carlow Village?"
Stopping his finger to order a glass of wine, the fisherman's relaxed expression finally turned serious: "That place where the disc was born?"
"...Yes." The mustachioed thief lowered his head slightly: "And the time they established the account seems to be the same time as the time you took people to that village... What's wrong, Chairman? You
Do you know these people?"
"hateful."
The expression in his subordinate's eyes became more and more serious. The fisherman who bit out these two words forcefully slapped the wine list in his hand on the table: "It can't be those guys, right? We are here
That new team we met in the Gemenan Jungle?"
"That team? That team refers to..."
"Where are they now?"
The heavy armor made a clanging sound as he suddenly stood up. The shield warrior who interrupted the thief turned around and rushed towards the direction of the tavern door where he came from: "Are you still separated?
Rudder’s headquarters?”
"That's right, I didn't assign any new tasks to them, I just asked them to be on standby over there, so...be careful!"
A dull crashing sound then appeared in the dark outside the door of the tavern, accompanied by the scene of two players who had just crossed each other accidentally colliding with the fisherman who turned back and was talking to the thief.
What is different from everyone's imagination is that the one who fell was not the slender-looking woman, but the big shield warrior who took three steps back: "Who doesn't have eyes?"
Under the gazes of the drinkers inside and outside the tavern, the fisherman, who was being supported by many of his men among the crowd, suddenly stopped what he was about to shout. He stared intently at the man who appeared in front of him.
The blue-haired female swordsman, who was covered in light armor and had a very hot figure, gritted her teeth after a while and read out the ID on the opponent's head: "Whispering words."
"I didn't expect that I would meet such a hot-tempered president like you just after I went online."
He walked into the door of the tavern with one hand on his hip, and the whisper standing by the door showed a strange smile: "Why, are we so familiar now that we don't even need to say hello?"
"The familiarity between us is not caused by friendship, so there is no need to say hello or anything." He pressed the blood-red sword master who wanted to rush forward behind him, and the fisherman looked at him with eyes filled with excitement.
Provocative meaning: "Don't think that we are really afraid of you, Valkyrie of the Free City. No matter how powerful you are, you are only one person now."
"I wanted to have a good talk with you, but it seems I don't have to." He carefully patted the surface of his white women's breastplate, and then murmured with a look of contempt: "Yes.
Procedure or come directly?”
"...I went out to kill all day today, and now I'm not in the mood anymore." His eyes swayed back and forth for a long time with his swinging mood. The fisherman who stood up finally put away his provocative expression: "
If you have the ability, come back tomorrow, and I can torture you with any hand I want!"
"Humph, I really dare to say that." Looking around at the beast tribe players behind him who were also grinning, he murmured and folded his arms: "Have you raised them for a long time recently? So,
The scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain?"
"Forget it, I don't have time to continue playing with you anyway."
She pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword, and then let it go again as if she remembered something. The body that had become the focus of the conflict then slowly exited the scope of the tavern door, and gradually disappeared into the castle of Thebilis.
Dark Night: "Of course, if you continue to come up and provoke me, I don't mind wasting a little time on you."
"Everything depends on you, haha, I have rarely been so generous." In the dark night, she stepped into the square and walked towards the shadows that were out of reach of everyone's sight without looking back: "Of course, when the time comes,
I can't guarantee whether I will be in the same mood as before."
"Boss, do we want it?"
"Don't be stupid."
Looking at the hand that suddenly cut downwards in the distant scene of the square facing the door, the fisherman who stood there in a daze hurriedly pulled the blood-red sword master back to the original place: "You can be a hero if you just show off your words."
That's enough. We may not be able to take advantage of the fight. Didn't you see the collision just now? I tried my best to add weight to the armor assembly, but in the end I didn't even have a frontal collision..."
"But, but she might have heard it."
"When you hear it, you hear it."
An uncertain look flashed across his eyes, and the shield warrior who had driven away the thieves said in a low voice: "No wonder the rats and the others were defeated in Tanzania City. Such an opponent is indeed not something that people of our level can do."
Done, if she and the team behind her really know something..."
"Go and inform the brothers to get ready." He shouldered his big shield and pointed at the top of his head: "Plan in advance, and try to be as agile as possible with your hands and feet to deal with them."
"I'll take care of it from the top."
The footsteps gradually dispersed along with the crowd in the square following this order, completely scattering the night banquet originally scheduled to be held in the tavern. The blue-haired swordswoman had already left this place.
Naturally, he didn't care about what happened here, and the figure with his back to the square quickly disappeared into the streets closer to the central castle. He once again crossed two familiar blocks and passed through layers of darkness.
She finally walked to the noble tavern called Blooming Sword, and then in the eyes of the imperial nobles who occasionally went in and out of this place, she bumped into Duan Qing who went out to greet her: "Beasts and Birds"
As expected, the Alliance is also planning something secretly, and the Exile Warsong and the others will probably be used as guns."
"Since the Fishman has also appeared here, there must be something worthy of their planning." Taking the other's outstretched arm, Duan Qing also showed a helpless smile: "It's just that I didn't expect this.
You will be the first to bring the news."
"Am I your lucky star?" A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Following Duan Qing's movements, Xu Yu Liushang, who walked up the steps, elegantly raised his arm: "Did I bring it to you as soon as I came back?
good news?"
"If this kind of thing can be called good news."
Duan Qing, who shook his head and had a smile on his face, walked into the tavern facing the door opened by the two waiters: "How are things going outside?"
"Eighty percent of the compromise has been reached by all parties, and the next step is to discuss it at the agitation alliance conference."
Walking into the tavern side by side like VIPs, the blue-haired swordswoman answered Duan Qing's question without looking away: "In order to complete this matter before the end of the year, I sold myself for seven or eight hundred dollars."
It’s already eight.”
"As long as you don't sell yourself." Duan Qing shook his head and said with a smile, "Otherwise, I will be very sad."
"Really? I think you seem to be having a good time in the game."
With the eyes of the imperial nobles in the tavern, she walked slowly forward, her face still maintaining the proper ladylike smile as she murmured: "Not only is the adventurous life rich and colorful, but there are also so many beautiful women.
The child is with you...I heard that you met the Thousand-Zhiked Crane again?"
"Although I don't know why she came to this castle, it can't be said that we took the initiative to find her." He stretched out his hand and waved away the waiter who was about to hand over the wine. Duan Qing was still holding the arm of the whispering drink.
His expression also became a bit stiffer: "And that guy's temperament changed even more than Lingbing... Is it also because of that incident?"
"As long as you know."
His arms tightened involuntarily, and he moved forward elegantly like a pair of young nobles. Finally, he tilted his head: "Among the people who have been very close to you in the past, I am probably the only one who doesn't believe you the least.
People who are already dead.”
"It's not because you know me best." Duan Qing also tilted his head: "I have never escaped your eyes even when I ran to the empire."
"Luck is also a part of strength. I have to endure my unhappiness." Xu Yu Liushang twisted his nose in disdain: "And even so, I am now the person farthest away from you in reality."
"..."
"It's okay if you don't want to see me. Even when I'm running around in such a cold weather, no one cares about me."
Faced with Duan Qing's silence again, Xu Yu Liushang put on a sad look without realizing it: "Oh, it turns out that this winter is extremely cold."
"Maybe it has something to do with the current weather in the game, which gave me some misunderstandings." Duan Qing scratched his head, and then showed an embarrassed look: "Since it's so cold, then wear more clothes.
The coat is ready."
"..."
The rectangular wine table was getting closer and closer to the two people, but the pace of talking and drinking suddenly stopped. Duan Qing, who noticed the sluggishness, also retracted his steps forward and looked at him with incomprehensible eyes.
The profile of the temporary female companion: "What's wrong?"
"...No, it's nothing."
Shaking his head hastily, Wuyu Liushang regained his elegance and calmness as quickly as possible: "Let's go quickly."
"The impatient employer has been waiting for us for a long time."
She nodded forward, and at the same time gave soft instructions to Volavos and another middle-aged nobleman who were sitting across from the square wine table.
This chapter has been completed!