"How is it going?"
"...It looks dangerous, but nothing will happen."
"Have you found out who's behind it?"
"Sorry, Senator Cabins, but..."
In an auditorium to the southeast of the parliament hall, black figures flickered, moving in and out of the area constantly. Some stayed here for a while and then left, while others entered for a long time and did not come out. If
If you mix well enough here, and your vision is sharp enough, many players can identify many well-known figures belonging to the high-level officials of the principality among these people. Such gatherings can occur even during busy daytimes or even during important meetings.
It is also difficult to see when it is held. However, if there are players who can find these in the dead of night and want to find out, they will probably get nothing, because except for some of them coming from this city
, and even the officials of this principality and the members of the Supreme Council, most of the other people in black who come and go are the subordinates and bodyguards they brought with them when they came here.
At this time, they have already protected this place completely.
"No need, I know."
At the door of the auditorium, the bearded Connelly, who had just arrived, waved his fat hand, and then with the help of a bodyguard behind him, he took off his windbreaker: "Let you investigate this matter.
It’s a kind of imposition in itself... What about damn Fatty Yang?”
"He also just received the Speaker." The person who answered him continued to whisper: "Listen...an adventurer sent him back, and he was already like this when he came back."
"Adventurer?"
His eyes gradually glowed with light, and the slightly fat middle-aged man murmured, "What's his name? Has he left any message?"
"No, sir." The other party replied in a low voice: "He left the speaker and left. We are sending people to investigate his news..."
"...You're sending someone?" Connelly shook his head: "Forget it, I'll do it."
After dismissing the others, the fat middle-aged man walked into the door of the auditorium, and then saw the still unconscious Speaker of the Principality in the lounge next to the stage. Looking over from a distance, there were traces of dust and blood.
Still clinging to the body of the speaker who was dressed in ordinary clothes, some newly added white bandages were wrapped in the middle, which proved his serious injury status at this time. The middle-aged man stepped forward in the eyes of everyone in the room, and slightly
He checked the speaker's injuries, then turned around and looked at the old man in the corner who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed: "Who did it?"
"..."
"What is it, Mr. Fortes?"
"You are doubting me, Mr. Connelly."
The old man holding a cane in both hands spoke slowly: "As the oldest noble in the principality, I cannot sit back and let your nonsense spread randomly in this place."
"People don't speak secretly, Mr. Fortes." Ignoring the sharp eyes of the other party, the middle-aged man simply walked up to the old man: "You noble people... have been acting very abnormally recently. I want to discuss this matter with you."
It’s irrelevant, even a child… probably wouldn’t believe it.”
"Do you need me to explain it to you again?"
"...Are you accusing me?" the old man asked calmly: "With all due respect, even in front of Francis, these accusations of yours... still require tangible evidence."
"I, and the people in our family... don't know anything." Facing the other party's gaze, Fortes repeated again: "No matter how many times you ask, my answer will always be this."
"you……!"
Several men in black walked forward silently, blocking back the middle-aged man who was trying to get angry, and then stood to the left and right of the old man, surrounding him calmly, while Kang Nai looked at these.
Li gritted his teeth for a long time, and was finally pulled back by others on the side: "Okay, Congressman Cabins, don't do this again, it won't help the situation at all."
"Let's discuss the next steps."
The middle-aged man let out a bitter breath, then looked back at the people on the other side of the room: "The speaker's injury... When will he wake up?"
"The current extent of the injury is unknown, sir." A waiter-like person in front stood up from the speaker's side, then lowered his head and answered his question: "Judging from the current situation... he has been unconscious for at least two years.
God, even though we have received simple treatment in the past, the situation still has not improved. We need more..."
"Okay, okay, this is all nonsense." Connelly raised his hand to interrupt the other party's introduction: "You just need to tell me...how long it will take for you to wake him up."
"...at least three days, sir."
"Three days..." Connelly read twice in a low voice, and then raised his head again: "Congressman Lonia, how much news...has spread?"
"The scope has been controlled up to here." A young man dressed as a congressman on the left replied: "The people who didn't come are the people we didn't notify, but with such a big movement... we can't guarantee that they won't hear it.
The sound of the wind."
"... Let's do this for now. If we really can't control it... the Speaker will be seriously ill." The middle-aged man sighed and said, "He fell down due to overexertion."
"……yes."
"Mr. Carlos, I'll leave the adventurers' side to you. If there's a way... it's best not to release too many things. Oh, by the way, those adventurers... some of them should already know these things.
, you’d better inquire about it.”
"I'll be in touch."
"It's best to be a representative among them. I remember it's an adventure group called Jianghu, right?"
"And the Sword of Justice, sir."
"Yes, it's them. It's best to do it in the name of the principality, so..."
"..."
"I will also use my own strength... As long as we can survive this period of time... the Imperial people..."
The sound gradually became distant in the old man's ears, and finally became difficult to distinguish. In the late night autumn wind, the old man on crutches walked proudly out of the door of the auditorium, and then, accompanied by the guards, walked to his own room.
Beside the carriage: "There's nothing left to see."
"Sir, are you going back now?" A man dressed as a member of Parliament came to him: "You don't need to listen to them anymore..."
"No need." The old man's footsteps stopped: "They won't care about what I should hear, and they won't care about what I shouldn't hear... With that guy Connelly's head, they probably won't care about it in front of me.
My face comes out."
"……yes."
"Why, are you still a little worried?" The old man turned back and looked at the man: "Someone will stay here and pay attention to the movements of the civilian faction. If you are worried... you can follow them and take a look."
"No need, sir." The man lowered his head: "Everything... is at your command."
"The future of the principality will eventually be controlled by us, and temporary twists and turns are nothing." The old man smiled, and then turned around in his own words: "When you are as old as me, you
You will understand... how important patience is... By the way."
"Remember to tell Stanford and the others." The old man who had boarded the carriage suddenly turned around and said, "Let them... hide for a while."
"yes."
As the shouts sounded, the old man's smiling face gradually disappeared in front of the man's eyes, and then as the carriage moved, it sank into the darkness in the distance of the street. The man who was waiting there with his head lowered slowly raised his head.
, but there was an inexplicable smile on his face. He turned around and looked behind him, then closed his coat and left the place amidst the flow of people who were still coming in and out. After walking for a few
At the intersection of a street, he came to a tavern on the southeast side of Tania City, then turned around and disappeared into the shadows around a corner.
Later, his figure appeared at a certain passage in the underground black market.
After once again confirming that there were no noteworthy people around him, he quickly walked into one of the passages, and then stopped at the end of the shadow: "Infilit."
"...Destroya."
"I'm back." The man finally laughed: "The situation... is not bad."
"Oh, is it so?"
A glimmer of light flashed in the shadow, and a figure belonging to the player gradually appeared here, and then faced the other party with an equally gloomy smile.
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"here it is……"
"Tavern, shop, and blacksmith shop... wow, is that a church?"
At the same time, Duan Qing and others had entered the arena of another game world, and then, with their hazy consciousness and gray vision, they came to a place similar to a street. On both sides of the wide street, there were many
Almost the same types of shops and service facilities in the free world are lined up on the left and right sides of this street, and as their vision extends forward, they can find it all the way to the end of the horizon. The magic lights are regarded as neon lights, constantly
The ground is shining on the signboards, advertisements and every corner of these shops. The psychedelic effect is clearly visible even in the daytime, just like clouds of seven colors, trying its best to attract the eyes of all passers-by.
However, after a period of investigation, a group of people, including Xu Yu Liushang, were disappointed to find that few of these commercial streets, which are very charming in the eyes of women, are actually in business at all.
Except for a few shops offering food and drink, the bustling scene here is as beautiful and illusory as its magic lights.
"What, it's all a lie, okay?" The dissatisfied girl finally expressed her voice of protest on behalf of all women: "I thought I could still go shopping in this place..."
"We are here to watch the game. Things like shopping are not important in the first place, okay?" Looking at the similarly disappointed look in the red girl's eyes behind him, Duan Qing helplessly covered his forehead: "And... I highly doubt that you are willing to give up."
Not willing to spend money on these places..."
"It doesn't cost anything to go shopping, but it's a must-have skill for every girl!" The girl with blond braids retorted loudly: "You don't even understand this, you are really an uncle..."
"You, what are you?" Duan Qing's face darkened: "It's normal that I don't have anything to sell to you, okay? Otherwise, if a rich man scans all the weapons and equipment here, wouldn't he be invincible when he returns to the game?
"
"Well, that seems to be the truth..."
While Ciyu Ninglan covered her mouth and snickered, Mengzhu, who had been hesitating for a long time, finally lowered his head: "Well, then, why did they create such a scene? It can only be seen but not used. Is it just for fun?
Can’t we make it?”
"Of course...it's not made out of thin air."
Xuyu Liushang, who was walking on the outermost side, brushed his long blue hair, then crossed his arms and said, "Don't you think this place... looks familiar?"
"Looks familiar? No."
"...Okay, I forgot that you are all novice players." The tall woman who was dressed lightly shook her head, then smiled and stretched out a slender finger: "A bunch of country bumpkins."
"What, what?" Except for Ningyu Ninglan, everyone else turned into a cat whose tail was stepped on: "What!"
"What's wrong with the new players?"
"Isn't it just that I haven't seen it before?"
"It's not our fault!"
"No, haven't you just gone to more places than us? What's there to be proud of..."
Facing the exciting scene headed by Duan Qing, the woman shook her head as if nothing had happened, and then after the loud protests subsided slightly, she covered her mouth and smiled like a queen: "
Oh, hehe! The poor common people... Ninglan, give them a lesson."
"This is Redcar."
The person who responded to her was not the smiling maid on the side, but a player at the front of the team who suddenly turned around. He was wearing a large windbreaker and strode up to everyone. He glanced back and forth a few times.
, then smiled and clapped his hands: "What a fate... I just saw you guys and you showed me a good show!"
"...Go away, go away." Under Mengzhu's confused gaze, Duan Qing blocked the front with a dark face: "You have nothing to do here..."
"No, it's not easy for us to meet you once. How about you let me take you for a walk...?" The man with the word "Huan Meng" on his head patted Duan Qing's shoulder carelessly: "This is our base camp.
It’s not wrong to ask me to be your tour guide... right?”
"...Is this really Redkar? The capital of the empire?" Duan Qing looked at the other party with a suspicious look on his face: "You didn't admit your mistake?"
"Holy crap, do you think I'm a road fool like Jian Beidong?" Huan Meng shouted and jumped up: "No matter how stupid I am, I won't mistake my hometown for my hometown, right? Look, this is Lei
Victory Street in Dekar City is the largest street in the east of Dekar and the most prosperous one... Have you seen that place? There is a statue of Emperor Frey there. Turn west from that direction and keep walking.
, you can see the imperial palace of the empire..."
As if he was eager to break the opponent's contempt, the man in the coat pulled Duan Qing and the others towards the front, introducing the city's left and right details at the same time, as if this was indeed his hometown. But until he was
After the other party pulled him to the intersection with the statue and confirmed that what Huanmeng said was true, Duan Qingcai, with a pained face, sighed and interrupted the other party's eloquent introduction: "Okay, okay, we believe you, it's okay.
, my clothes will be torn by you..."
"That's right. When did I lie to you, brother..."
"In that case!" Duan Qing raised one hand in front of him: "Then don't talk too much... Where is the competition venue? Take us there quickly."
"..."
Amid the noise around them, a gust of cold wind blew around them without warning. While blowing up the man's windbreaker, it also quickly cooled down the originally lively atmosphere. Looking at the other party who suddenly stopped talking, Duan Qing
The expression on his face gradually became strange: "What's wrong, tour guide, you don't know the way again?"
"Uh...how is that possible, hahahaha..."
After waving his hands and laughing for a while, Huan Meng's face became tired again: "Well... I haven't gone yet, but..."
"If I guess correctly, the place to watch the game...should be that place."
He whispered.
This chapter has been completed!