It has to be said that this night's surprise attack by the Sword of Justice did play an extraordinary role, because on this night when the game just ended, not only the idle players, but also the high-level officials of Wings of Freedom were sleeping and resting.
, did not react in time at all.
This caused them to quickly lose the temporary station they had just built outside the fortress, and they retreated to the southwest of the fortress before stopping their retreat.
"Call me back! Otherwise, labor and management will skin you!"
"Do you want to work so hard, Captain?"
"Yes, they can't conquer the fortress with just these people anyway..."
"Nonsense, if the higher ups find out, won't they peel off my skin?"
With some token resistance, the tug-of-war continued all night long. It was not until after dawn that a group of elite Wings of Liberty players came online. A group of professional players led by Gregson
, at this time, he had vented enough of his temper and practiced his team fighting skills enough. He returned home with satisfaction, leaving only the corpses of the enemies from Anta Town to Fars Fortress, and
The imperial players looked at each other in confusion.
"You were beaten like this by a member of the guild, do you still want to hang out?"
"But, but they are all professional players." The captain who was still scolding his subordinates now became more eloquent: "The big man in the lead killed several of our brothers with one sweep, and he also used a golden sword.
gas……"
"...Then let's go together! Aren't there a lot of people here? Also, why didn't you inform us?"
"Uh... Isn't this because I'm afraid that you guys won't get enough rest and will affect tomorrow's game..."
"Okay, now...the debt is all paid back to us."
Looking at the iron man who was still thundering not far away, holding the long sword and flying freely, he couldn't help but shook his head: "This guy Grayson... is taking revenge on society."
"If we keep going like this, we won't feel better." Yan Dong, who is wearing a monocle, is still holding a book, but his eyes are obviously stuck on a certain focus: "At least on the frontal battlefield, we can't get it.
any progress."
"That's not necessarily the case." Liangchen Meiyu on the other side immediately retorted: "Although we have recruited many more people, we are not necessarily afraid of the elite players in terms of their strength."
"But the president has time, but we don't have time." Yan Dong sighed and replied: "According to the convention of the League Cup, the finals will take at least a week, and this does not include the time left for the players.
Days of rest…”
"The team competition starts tonight, right? They have to practice and take a break, right?"
"If they want to rest, they have plenty of time to do it now." The man with eyes stretched out his hand to hold his lenses: "As for practicing..."
"I think they just finished practice."
"a#'s..."
The awkward atmosphere lasted for a while in their respective silence, and then the free-flying curses sounded in a low voice: "What do you think we are, ah? Are we used as sandbags to pinch? Iron plate! Bring five teams of people to fight over,
Let them see..."
"President."
Before he had finished waiting for him, a voice belonging to a subordinate suddenly sounded beside him: "The people from Lanshan are here."
"...What are they here for?"
"They are here to participate in negotiations." The man continued: "There are also several representatives of Dawn Glory... They were fined a few days ago."
"...you really know how to choose the right time."
Raising his hand to wave away the player, Freefly let out a long breath: "I have completely forgotten about these people who want to share the benefits..."
"They came in the name of peace talks." The white-robed scholar holding the magic book replied calmly: "From an official point of view, we cannot refuse."
"I know I know."
Inadvertently checking his surroundings, Freefly lowered his voice, but in the end he turned around and asked with some uneasiness: "Xue... where is the manager?"
"She is still resting." Liangchen Meiyu replied with a smile: "She should still be at home at this time."
"That's good...ahem."
He straightened up after coughing, and with his chest held high, Freefly led several people toward the inside of the fortress. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and called Liangchen Meiyu to him: "Since they don't want to fight, we can't be cheap.
I'll go talk to them later, and you can continue our plan with others, do you understand?"
"Then the front line..."
"Anta Town was originally an unplanned target. Sooner or later, if we fight, it belongs to the empire. If we don't fight, it won't be a big deal. On the contrary, the two major guilds of Jianghu and the Sword of Justice... are the enemies we need to pay attention to."
The footsteps became farther and farther as several people left, but their whispers still echoed between the high walls on both sides of the fortress gate: "We did not expect that the Sword of Justice would be liberated so early, but
As long as they are still players, sooner or later they will have time to rest, and now is our opportunity..."
"We can't let them know either..."
"I'll leave the guys from Lanshan and Shuguang Glory..."
"I understand, then I'll leave this to Brother Tiban and..."
The low-pitched discussion of several people stopped at the crack of the fortress gate. Then, under the gaze of a group of imperial guards, the troops split into two groups and continued walking toward the interior of the fortress. They turned around and turned back again while holding their swords.
Arriving at the outskirts of the fortress, surrounded by several brothers, Liangchen Meiyu, who quickly walked back to the front line, gave instructions to the surrounding players for a while, and finally waved to them, asking them to go and prepare: "Remember
, this time we are operating in secret, I don’t care how arrogant you were outside in the past, but if something happens this time... don’t blame me for turning against you!"
"Yes, yes, boss, we know."
"Also... try not to let the manager know, the truth... you all understand."
"No problem, boss, with our spies here, everything about her is under our control..."
"Boss."
A tall player suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and winked at Liangchen Meiyu: "I'm back."
"Oh?" Liangchen Meiyu stopped making arrangements, and then waved her hand slowly. After those guys had retreated, she pulled the tall player to the side of the road: "Okay."
As he slowly left the crowd, the other party whispered in his ear for a while, and then in the breeze blowing by, he heard his vague response: "...you and the others heard the shout.
What? Brother Qingshan?"
"Well, that's what the woman shouted, and then..."
The two whispered to each other for a while, and finally separated again with understanding. However, when the man looked back in the direction of Tania City, the light in his eyes became much brighter: "It seems..."
"I actually ran into a dead rat, hum hum, ha ha ha ha..."
He stretched out his hand towards the increasingly clear sky, and slowly grasped it with his palms.
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In the same sunshine, a man and a woman were walking struttingly on the streets of Tania City, generously facing the surprised glances from all over the streets, as if they were tourists visiting this place for the first time.
Looking around the city: "So happy, so happy..."
"What's wrong with you, so excited?"
"It turns out that walking openly on the street is something worth celebrating..."
"Hey, hey, how come this is fair and aboveboard?"
Duan Qing, who was walking in front, couldn't help but turn around, pointed to the hood on his head and said, "Isn't this the one wearing a cloak?"
"Well...it's because those guards have bad eyesight. They don't even come up to question an obviously suspicious person like us..."
"First of all, we are not suspicious people." Duan Qing responded weakly: "Then... let alone adventurers, there are thousands of NPCs wearing hoods, unless the principality passes a ban now
A bill to wear cloaks, otherwise...just checking those of us who wear cloaks will tire them to death."
"The current situation in the principality is so miserable, how can they have so much time to take care of us unruly adventurers?"
"Well, but...it still looks suspicious. We've been walking for so long and we've hardly seen any players dressed the same way..."
"There are only two possibilities for players to wear equipment without thinking. One is that the attributes of this thing are very good and powerful, and the other is... that this thing looks handsome when worn." Duan Qing curled his lips and replied: "Obviously,
Things like cloaks... can't be taken up by anything."
"Really?" Qian Zhihe, who was following behind, blinked, and then twirled the white burqa on his body: "But I think he is very handsome. Look at his covered eyes, half exposed under the hood.
His face...well, if there is another circle of stubble..."
"I'm not soluble in water, thank you."
Duan Qing blocked the other party's mouth expressionlessly, and stopped in front of a closed tavern in the east of the city. Then, after turning around and admonishing the other party for a while, he turned around and opened the door of the tavern. After a while, he played with boredom.
The girl holding her red lotus staff showed a satisfied smile, then walked forward in two steps and came to the side of Duan Qing who reappeared: "What's next?"
"...You seem to have done nothing. Why are you so happy?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as...well, let's continue."
Duan Qing was confused, walking back and forth in this huge city with a girl whose clothes and colors were completely opposite to his own, while inquiring about special news in certain directions. Although he said nothing,
He didn't seem to care, but out of caution, he still didn't stay in front of any group of guards for too long, and they had stopped all their entrustments, so they didn't expect any civilians to reveal their names inadvertently, except for a few.
Apart from a character who has some special relationship with them, the only ones who can tell their identity in one word are those players who can also see the ID on their heads. However, they are not famous people in the first place, and few people can.
That special thought was to reveal their existence in this huge city.
Of course, some people are exceptions.
"Moshang Qingshan!"
"Oops, oops...run!"
"Ah ha, since we are destined to meet each other, why don't we run away in such a hurry? How about we sit down and talk about old times?"
"To tell you the truth, you told me personally about the friendship between Chi Hun and the city guards!"
So there was another usual fight of life and death in the streets, played out in a corner of the city, but this time Duan Qing finally remembered not to let the girl throw another fireball.
In some places in the city, you can occasionally see many familiar characters, but most of these characters have nothing to do with what Duan Qing wants to solve, or they have some connections but are of no use, such as Kelan in the jewelry store.
Master Ford, Uncle Jim who had completed a commission for him, Connie, the counter clerk from the Adventurers Association, and Nurse Anweina who was rushing to the hospital from her home... A certain unscrupulous magician who was always elusive had naturally appeared before.
In the field of vision of Duan Qing and the other two, but unlike several other NPCs, the guy who was performing also recognized the identities of the two of them at a glance, and then immediately put down all the audience in front of him, using a strange
He danced in front of the girl, and a bouquet of flowers emerged from the top hat: "The most beautiful flowers are naturally dedicated to the most beautiful lady, dear Sister Qian Zhihe, I haven't seen you for many days, you look like..."
Boo!
Amidst the sounds of surprise and exclamation coming from the distance, Duan Qing retracted his feet, then pulled the girl who smiled like a flower out of the sight of the crowd of onlookers: "The Shadow Club and the damn fat man didn't take him in."
It's a waste of talent, this dog-like sense of smell..."
"A dog-like sense of smell...are you laughing at the world of mortals?"
"Uh... if you say that, I'm speechless."
After lingering intentionally or unintentionally for a long time, Duan Qing finally pulled the girl to the door of the library, and then after hesitating for a while, he walked into the door of the library. Before that, Duan Qing naturally asked Qianzhi
The girl naturally rejected the question of whether He could contact his mentor, and she just left such a sentence after thinking about it for a long time.
"She...she will come back in a hurry." The girl said, "What's the matter? Is there something important, uncle?"
"nothing."
Wiping away the light from his eyes, Duan Qing put on a meaningless expression: "Hank has also reported it, and there seems to be no progress in the Shadow Society. If you want to get further information, it seems that you can only rely on
Some more powerful forces, such as your master... Huh?"
"Is there anyone there?" He looked at the empty and quiet library inside the door and opened his mouth slightly.
"Huh?" Qian Zhihe, who was following behind, looked at the empty counter and became a little surprised: "The old man is not here... How could this be? He would actually leave here too?"
"Maybe there is something important." Looking at the vast hall without a single figure, Duan Qing's eyes slowly darkened: "There is not a single reader..."
"Then, what should we do? Let's wait here?"
"No, let's go find out somewhere else."
The two people discussed together for a while, then looked at the quiet hall where the needle could be heard, walked back along the road they came from, and slowly left the place. After the two people disappeared for a moment, they sat on the second floor.
An old man in the corner of the building withdrew his fluorescent hands, then dispersed the starlight around him, and silently exhaled a breath: "Huh..."
"Your friend...just...seemed to be asking for something from you." Another old man sitting opposite tightly grasped a broken wooden crutch and gasped slightly: "You...don't deal with it.
?"
"Everyone has his own destiny." The old man in black robe replied: "This should be a common saying of yours, right?"
"Hehehe... things are different now, old friend."
The voice of the old man holding the wooden stick was too weak to be heard, but there was a hint of smile in his words: "Even I survived, the key to changing my destiny..."
"It may not be in their hands."
This chapter has been completed!