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432 Quietly, the negotiation breaks down

"Queen Maggie has been missing again recently."

"Run away? Or hid somewhere we don't know?"

"It's not as bad as you think, maybe...she has returned to the ground."

"How is it possible? That woman's status is not as high as ours..."

"Boss, the city guard has made new moves."

In a corner of a certain passage in Tania's underground black market, a report from a big man in black gradually sounded along with his hurried pace, interrupting the conversation between the two people in the dark: "They all gathered near the furnace."

"Is someone trying to sneak in again?"

In the messy storage box, an old man's voice rang out: "Now that the city is in such chaos, there are still people who want to fish in troubled waters?"

"...Maybe they just have nothing to do."

Hank, who was still wearing a straight bartender uniform, answered the hunchbacked old man's question calmly, and then lowered his head: "There have been too many adventurers pouring in in the past two days, and they are no longer able to stop them."

"Coming in? Ha."

The old man made a disdainful sound from his nose: "Why do I see adventurers who keep running out and throwing themselves into the arms of death? The number of adventurers who have died trying to stop the Imperials has almost become an astronomical number, right?

Even if these people want to do something else, these city guards don't have the guts to point fingers at them, right?"

"They are the ones who are protecting this city." The hunchbacked old man who came here, his voice became a bit harsher: "They even protected the lives of these useless people, those city guards...what else

What’s the reason for doing three things and four things?”

"...At least the world above ground has become a lot more relaxed."

Wiping his hands with the handkerchief he took out from nowhere, Hank began to move. Finally, under the same gaze of several big men in black, he stopped thinking: "No matter what, we

It is still the official branch of the Warrior House in this place. At this critical time... we cannot let those adventurers become homeless."

"Now that the city guards have relaxed, don't blame us for confronting them." He mused: "Go up and reopen the Valia Tavern. If any warriors among the adventurers come to report... they will all be given.

They are the biggest help.”

"But, but if the city guards come to cause trouble..."

"Blast them out."

The dark passage was as dim as ever, hiding the murderous eyes of the bartender president: "It's reached this point..."

"Any official force in this city no longer deserves our respect."

The same phenomenon also occurred in other corners of the city. Other organizations that saw the sacrifices of adventurers in their eyes also began to put their own strength on the table, overtly and covertly supporting the group of players who were fighting with all their strength.

From craftsmen's guilds to horse-drawn carriage shops, from major shops to treatment clinics...this situation gradually spreads under the influence of each other, and then starts to look at the adventurers who have poured into this city through life and death in a different light in the past two days, and gradually begins to

Extending a helping hand. Until several members of the Mages Council began to appear at the city gate, and the black shadows belonging to the Shadow Society began to flash near the city gate again and again. After days of war, they were in constant panic.

It was only then that the indigenous people of Tania, who had become much thinner, finally realized the opportunity to change their destiny. They walked out of their homes, where they had been shrinking at home, and appeared on the edge of the streets. Some even appeared in various cities.

In the direction of the door and in the tent of the field hospital, while showing their enthusiasm for adventurers, they also took out their own food and weapons to support these players who were running back and forth.

Although many players here are not aware of the changes brought about by their efforts in the past few days.

"The people from Wings of Freedom are on the line! They are coming from the south city gate!"

"What are you afraid of? There are people from Jianghu over there, let them talk to Freefly... Qi! What are you doing?"

"I just got a bunch of stuff stuffed in by an aunt on the street, and I haven't finished sorting it yet... Do you want some fresh bread?"

"I want your head! There are shouts of death in the east. Go and see if any Imperial people have come over at night. If any problem arises, come back and shout..."

"Ah? Why is it me again? I've already died twice today, okay? That quartermaster is keeping accounts for us, but he hasn't given out any rewards for a few days. He's not as good as the old lady on the roadside... Hehehe

Hey, I'll go, I'll go, let's put down the endless good words, okay?"

"If I tell you to go, go as soon as possible. There are so many people staring at us... By the way, give me a piece of bread."

"Don't you want it...here, here it is, do you want a bottle of water?"

Along with these quietly changing atmosphere, there is also the increasing fighting enthusiasm among the adventurers, because they have been fighting in the game for several days and seem to have discovered that the legendary omnipotent empire is not so invincible.

Defeat. The fighting morale of player groups and idle players gradually increased in the few days of fighting. The medium-level guild with hundreds of members also began to organize decent actions. Even those who had just returned to the game after watching the game

People seemed to be infected by such an atmosphere, and they all devoted themselves to night raids and defense of the city gates. In their eyes, the originally dangerous night with blazing flames became less scary, because it meant that there were still compatriots.

The bloody battle with the empire outside the city, and the aboriginal people wandering around inside the city also gave them more motivation, because they have changed from the city guards who monitor the player's movements to civilians who are enthusiastic to help, and this motivation is in

The Warrior's House reopened, and it reached its peak when several NPC mages on the city appeared, because the two neutral organizations that had always been aloof from the secular world also began to watch their every move, watching the progress of this war.

every process.

But the ruthless reality is always different from what they imagined, because the people observing this war know much more than they know.

"There is still no progress in parliament tonight."

In the shadow of a corner of the city, a man's figure slowly appeared there. He took off his top hat and slightly looked out into the distance outside the city: "Whether it is the aristocratic faction,

Both the civilian faction and the civilian faction... seem to have started to shrink back."

"...Is Horsman still the same?"

"It should be, his performance is still different as before."

The top hat turned twice in Kima's hand, and then moved to the other arm holding his cane: "If he really solves the people sent by the Speaker, then the decision to accept the conditions and surrender is probably...

It will become an unchangeable reality.”

"Although I suspect that the people on the Restoration side are also watching them, they can still sit still after so many people died..."

Wiesel in the shadow also looked at the fire outside the city and the sound of fighting that never stopped, his frown never dissipated: "He is indeed an old guy who has lived for such a long time, both in terms of the depth of the city and the kindness of his heart.

The hardness... we can’t even compare with it.”

"...Do I need to ask President Van Gaal for instructions?"

"unnecessary."

The night wind blew through the two places, but it did not lower the temperature here at all. The man sitting in the shadow slowly stood up, and his eyes that were originally looking towards the south gradually lowered: "Since I

Now that I am the person in charge of the Tania branch, I naturally have the final say here. I believe that he who transferred me here... must also think so."

"Time is running out. Even if we send the news... it will probably be too late." Kima also echoed: "Unless the Free City delegation coming to Tania... there are people from our Shadow Society.

.”

"..."

"So……"

Realizing that the other party had no intention of continuing the conversation, the top hat returned to Kima's head. He shook his cane, turned and walked towards the other side of the arc-shaped city wall: "We don't need any more action.

?Same as those from the Council of Mages?"

"We are not a big shot responsible for maintaining world stability, so of course we don't need to do more."

Wiesel's voice sounded behind him, and at the same time, the deep look in his eyes shifted: "What's more..."

"There is still a meeting over there that has not been completed."

Kima, who was leaving, followed the sound and looked at a corner below the city wall. A brightly lit cottage was standing behind the battlefield where shouts of killing were constantly erupting. At the same time, it was surrounded by a group of players wearing various costumes and bearing different logos.

They were surrounded by people. As if he understood what the other party was referring to, he pressed the brim of his hat and disappeared in the night wind on the city wall in an instant. Then after a few breaths, he sneaked into the cottage and unexpectedly

I found a familiar figure: "...So you made such a big circle and finally found my head?"

"Stop beating around the bush and get real!" A mage-like person in the corner immediately shouted, "Are you colluding with the empire?"

"We don't doubt you, Mo Shang Qingshan, but now that there are these rumors outside, we also hope to get some...explanations from you." A person sitting in the other corner of the wooden table saw Duan Qing sinking again.

Silence began to ease the atmosphere at the scene: "After all, the battle has reached this point, and we don't want any surprises to interfere with the rest of the battle, even rumors that shake the morale of the military..."

"I have already passed. I am one of the initiators of this wanted order. With the character of the old scarface sitting over there, I shouldn't deny this, right?"

"So what? Maybe this is a play you directed and acted!"

Before Duan Fenglei could say anything, the mage player in the corner jumped up again: "Have we seen enough of the drama of a thief shouting to catch a thief? Do you think this alone... can cover up your relationship with Wings of Freedom?

Shared facts?”

"...I communicate with Wings of Freedom? Do people think highly of me, a little-known figure?"

"Stop pretending! We know you are..."

The hot atmosphere froze for a moment as the words paused. Chenyu Canyue, who had been pointing at Duan Qing's nose, still did not say these words: "... So what if you are a unknown person?

?Will Wings of Freedom let go of this great opportunity to have a traitor? In order to seize this opportunity, they even sent high-level officials like Xue Ling Huan Bing to meet with you..."

"This...Brother Qingshan, we didn't find you here randomly."

After another period of silence, a certain swordsman player wearing a cloth robe who had been standing at the back walked behind Duan Qing and patted him gently on the shoulder: "But since someone saw you and Xue Ling Huan Bing

meeting, then this suspicion will have to be hung on your head. I invite you to this place, and I also hope that there will be no disagreements among our existing guild alliances. We have negotiated this matter, and everyone has resolved the misunderstanding.

, wouldn’t it be better to live in peace from now on?”

"Now that we've reached this point...can you tell me what you mean?"

"Make a promise to everyone, and then leave this place, either Eta County or Xifeng County, or Anderson Independent State, as long as it's not in the west, you can choose any place." Lou Tingyu looked into the distance while holding on to the hilt of his sword.

Duan Fenglei, who was still closing his eyes and concentrating, considered the answer that he had discussed before: "In short...stay away from this battlefield, stay away from the empire, you can mention whatever conditions you want, you and your companions can wait for this

When the war is over, we will personally invite you back."

"How about just to avoid suspicion...?"

"..."

The sound of heavy breathing gradually occupied the corner of the hall, and the wordless silence gradually spread. The presidents of several guilds sitting around moved unnaturally, and their eyes gradually focused on the person sitting sideways.

At the corner of the table, Duan Qing, with a look of disdain on his face, was focused. He closed his eyes and meditated, and seemed to be considering the feasibility of this suggestion. However, the pretense of balance was broken at the next moment, because standing on Gray

The mage behind Erson yelled again: "Don't toast or eat as a penalty! The big guys present have already lost their face..."

boom!

"You are very noisy."

The huge shaking sound made everyone inside and outside the village tremble for a moment, and then looking at the large hole that suddenly appeared behind the room where the meeting was held, they all had expressions of vigilance and shock, and for a moment they gave way to Kima in that direction.

Showing a strange smile, Shi Shiran sat down in a different shade, and then looked at the motionless players in the conference hall through the hole that had been split by the previous sword energy——

Gregson, who was sitting in that direction, looked at Duan Qing in confusion, and after a moment he turned to Duan Fenglei's head. The latter still maintained a motionless posture, as if he was deaf to what happened before. He stood behind Duan Qing.

Lou Tingyu was so frightened that he took a step back. He let go of his shoulder hand and subconsciously grabbed the hilt of his sword. After a moment, he let go again with a look of cold sweat on his face, full of doubts.

His eyes fell on Duan Qing's seemingly unchanged sitting posture, and he seemed a little unable to confirm that the sword energy that everyone had seen before and the low voice he was talking to himself were really caused by the previous close call.

Sent by this person so close by.

Chenyu Canyue, who was standing in the direction of the hole before, had been shot into a white light by the sword energy that seemed to be falling from the sky.

"so……"

The scar-faced man who had been silent finally opened his eyes, with a smile of success on his face: "You don't accept it?"

"Sorry, I have a reason to stay here."

Shi Shiran stood up and Duan Qing also showed a smile, but even the other guild presidents who had reacted could hear the man grinding his teeth secretly: "So... just go ahead and be suspicious.

.”

"Labour and management are too lazy to care about you."

He turned around and opened the door behind him as Lou Tingyu subconsciously retreated. Then, amidst the looks of several guild members around him as if they were looking at monsters and the angry shouts of a mage from the distance, he walked along the

He slowly left through the gap made by the crowd.


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