"It turns out to be Your Excellency Qingshan, please come in..."
Some time later, at the edge of the pier, Duan Qing, who was surrounded by more and more gang members, once again appeared in front of the player named Emei Song Qingshu, but this time he changed his previous disdainful attitude.
There was also a kind smile on his face: "I was blind before, so please be patient."
"...Well, I don't think so." Duan Qing, who was still standing there looking at the sea, replied feebly: "But...what is the current situation? Where are the people in your guild?"
"Um...I have informed you about your matter. The president asked me to take charge of receiving you first." Emei Song Qingshu replied with a smile: "If you are willing, how about we go in and sit together? If you want to visit,
Visit our station, I can also show you around..."
"No, no, no, no need."
It seems that due to the rapid change in the attitude of the guy in front of him, the few members of the second largest congregation in the world who were blocking the surroundings with unkind expressions also retreated to the side at a loss. However, the one with the most embarrassing expressions in the field was still standing in the middle.
Duan Qing himself: "I just...just had a whim, and I have no intention of going in to visit. Although I don't know who designed this copycat thing of yours, but I have other things...well,
Where is the president of your family?"
"Our boss... went out for training."
Emei Song Qingshu, who nodded and bent down, smiled and replied: "The other main guild members also went out together, and they started a new round of pre-war training activities with the coach, so there are currently no one here at the station, and there are not many
A very useful guy..."
"Training? Coaching team?" Duan Qing asked in surprise: "Did everyone go out?"
"Yes, yes, I'm really sorry." Emei Song Qingshu nodded hurriedly: "When I told them your name, they seemed to be very surprised, so they had to let me take charge of the affairs of the meeting temporarily and entertain you well.
This distinguished guest... how about we go to the Pier Tavern together later? There is the freshest sea fish and the best wine in the city, which I haven't tasted in a long time..."
"Uh, let's forget it."
Duan Qing scratched his head with some regret. Duan Qing, who was already ready for the battle, finally rejected the other party's invitation: "Originally, I just walked here and wanted to stop by and ask, but since they are not here..."
"If you have anything to ask, you can leave it to us."
After looking at each other silently for a while, Emei Song Qingshu, who was smiling, pointed at the players around him: "We are all members of the second guild in the world. With so many people here, I guarantee that we can convey your words to the president and the others."
"Is that so?" Duan Qing held his chin and looked around: "In that case... just ask your president for me."
"Have any strange guys contacted them recently about anything, such as... asking them to join a certain force or something like that?"
Amidst the increasingly embarrassed expressions of the players, Duan Qing whispered something like this: "If anyone has mentioned this to you, I hope you can tell me."
He smiled, then turned around, and walked towards the periphery of the pier while pushing aside the crowd around him. The nearby players did not show any intention of stopping them, and even the ferocious expressions they wanted to show were on Emei Song Qingshu's side.
He calmed down well under the hint. The self-proclaimed temporary person in charge then rubbed his nose, dismissed his companions who were guarding the surroundings to their original posts, and then returned to the cottage-like station with a casual look.
Among them: "Okay, let's send it off."
"Listening to what you said before, I was really afraid that he would come in." The resurrected demon in the corner smiled and replied: "We will have to find a place to hide again then."
"Then I don't care, we have to do the drama anyway." Song Qingshu of Emei curled his lips and said: "What you said is easy, but in the end... shouldn't I do all the dirty work?"
"Okay, okay, well done." Yun Jingbu on the side replied with a smile: "Since we can't go up, we can only praise you, right?"
"I said……"
After laughing triumphantly for a while, Emei Song Qingshu, who was holding a long sword, calmed down his expression again: "Why don't you see him?"
"It doesn't matter to us, but we have to take care of the feelings of a certain boss." Before the red-haired man could open his mouth, Yun Jingbu took the lead in teasing: "Otherwise, if we really meet and start a fight, our little
We can’t afford to be a copycat…”
"A fight? Does he have any grudge against our guild?" Emei Song Qingshu asked in surprise: "Isn't he the guy who was in the limelight at the auction a few days ago? What's the big deal..."
"It's not that simple, young man." Demon Resurrection shook his head and replied: "That guy probably understands this truth, otherwise... he wouldn't give up so easily."
"Maybe he noticed our lie, so he simply left." Looking at the direction Duan Qing left, Yun Jingbu whispered: "If that person is really as strong as the legend, I want to find out
It shouldn’t be too difficult for us…”
"If that person is really like the legend, what are we still doing here?" The red-haired demon raised his eyebrows: "Why are the angry mad demons still competing with him? Just pack up and go home..."
"Okay, okay, this is the free world, maybe the gap between us... is not as big as we think."
With a faint sigh, Yun Jingbu spread his hands to the two people in front of him: "But since he left that question, let's talk about the restorationists. This man came to us inexplicably and asked us
…The reason may not be as simple as it seems.”
"Being able to know this... is already very strange in itself." Demon Resurrection mused, "It shouldn't have been long since they arrived in the City of Freedom, right? How did they know about things earlier?"
"The principality has been dealing with the restorers for so long, and maybe it has mastered a lot of information and skills that we don't have." Emei Song Qingshu also spoke at the right time: "You should have heard what he said. If this guy is really
If he doesn’t know anything, then he wouldn’t just pass by to inquire about the news and then leave with an indifferent expression..."
"The key is to remind those two words."
Looking towards the depths of the distant city again, the voice from Yun Jingbu once again sounded faintly: "If he really knows all this..."
"So what exactly is he trying to remind us of?"
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"What exactly do you want to say?"
Time came to the night in the Free City, and when carnival and darkness descended here again, Eduin, who was sitting in a room in Chias Tavern, slammed the table and spoke to the other side with his unique sharp voice.
The adventurer said loudly: "Don't think that you can walk sideways in the Free City if you stick to the line on Old Joel's side. If you piss me off, your body will be floating on the canal around the city tomorrow!"
"
"I don't mean to be provocative at all, I just want to answer some questions in my mind. After all, I have visited several throne owners before, but they don't seem to want to see me at all..."
"What do you mean? Do you think that I, Eduin, have become the easiest person to bully now? Appearing in front of me so arrogantly...do you really think that I can't do anything to you?"
"Please don't be so excited. These are just a few common problems in your eyes. Although your excessive reaction seems a bit guilty..."
"You don't like your longevity! I think you really want to die!"
The tall and thin man in the room screamed and stood up, waving his hands towards the figure across the table: "Kill him! Let him understand the rules of the Free City before he dies!"
"so……"
In the flickering of light and shadow, the figures in the tavern suddenly became manic, and then returned to the deathly silence with a sound like an explosion: "When did you have...I rely on Old Qiao
Is it the illusion that your relationship is standing in front of you?"
"This, this is..." Eduin pointed at the other party and his voice became trembling: "What kind of trick is this?"
"It's just some small uses of power, which probably won't catch the eyes of the holders of your throne."
Duan Qing, who sat back in his original seat, slowly withdrew his aura that seemed not to belong to this world, and then snapped his fingers: "Just like the showdown between magicians can always be earth-shattering, pure power
Collisions often produce unexpected explosions. This happened several times during the riverside battle, and for the contest between you throne holders... the same principle applies."
"You, you..." Eduin, who gradually calmed down, looked at the shattered windows around the tavern and the gang members everywhere, and asked in a gloomy voice: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Are you finally willing to listen to me carefully?"
Showing a bright smile to the opposite side, Duan Qing raised one of his fingers: "So, people like us who have just arrived in the Free City are not used to your habit of talking with fists at all.
You are still unwilling to talk in a peaceful way and insist on bringing us to the same level. I don’t know how the Restorationists fell in love with you..."
"What did you say?"
"Do you really have the value you deserve?"
Waving his hand towards the other party, Duan Qing suppressed the smile on his face: "Or maybe you are just inadvertently playing the role of a troublemaker, in order to drag everyone in the Free City down? Or maybe you are just
A bunch of idiots who don’t know anything? I don’t even understand what you and your allies are doing in the City of Freedom. Is it just to grab territory and fight fiercely? Don’t you have the right to be a member of the Free City?
A little bit of responsibility from the city lord, and enough intelligence to be able to detect potential dangers?"
"...I'm warning you again, I've had enough of your cynicism." Grabbing the weapon beside him, Eduin replied in a low voice with a sullen face: "Please explain your purpose, or... follow me
duel."
"Okay, let me ask again." Duan Qing retracted his finger helplessly: "Are you... a traitor?"
"...Ha, isn't this an issue that the city lord should be concerned about?"
After looking at Duan Qing steadily for a while, Eduin pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth: "Are you no longer a lackey of old Joel, but have become the city lord's informant?"
"If we can meet the city lord because of this, it's not a big deal." Duan Qing shook his head with some regret: "Then... the next question is, what is the final verdict on Jialuo?"
"...How do you know he was sentenced?"
"I was the party involved in the last battle. Of course I should know. Don't forget that if it weren't for me, that guy might have killed two of my companions..."
"What, are you afraid of that guy's revenge?"
"I don't want to hear this nonsense, I just want to know the results."
In a quiet tavern that was completely different from the noisy night outside, Duan Qing pinched his eyebrows and lowered his head: "Is he the traitor your city lord is looking for? What was the result of that night?"
"The result...ha, don't you know the result?"
Waving the stick in his hand, Eduin burst out laughing: "Didn't you see him again at the auction the next day? Hahahaha..."
"Then...the third question."
Rhythmic questions rang out again, interrupting the deliberate laughter on the other side: "What's the reason for that silver and black knight?"
"...Why, are you doubting Reiner's authority?"
This time, Eduin seemed to have become very interested: "Do you want to challenge the person who is first on the throne?"
"Don't make random guesses, just answer." Duan Qing's eyebrows gradually rose: "There must be a reason to convince everyone to let that guy who is good at using black aura go, right?"
"...Is this why you doubt that guy?"
Eduin looked at Duan Qing's face, and then shrugged helplessly: "Do you know Kangweina?"
"I... don't know him." Duan Qing replied, "But I have heard of his name."
"That's it." Edouin sighed: "I admit that the power used by that guy who likes to assassinate is indeed somewhat similar to Convina's corrosive aura, but... that is indeed his own ability, not that
The old immortal guy taught it to him."
"..."
"Jialuo's skill is Jialuo's own domain, and the two are not the same thing."
The two people's eyes were locked in the air for a while, and then Eduin said the last words calmly: "This already involves the other party's secret, so Reiner only told us so much."
"So you, Tielin, and Jialuo..." Duan Qing lowered his eyes: "You have nothing to do with the Restorationists?"
"Old Joel must have told you, right?" Eduin raised his eyes: "They are always like this, they like to use their own standards to slander others, but I'm used to it, anyway, this is not his first
This is the first time I’ve done this… Hey, where are you going?”
"Why, don't you want me to leave like this?"
Duan Qing, who walked to the door of the tavern, turned around and smiled, then pushed the door open with one hand: "Whether they are true or false..."
"I'm still very happy to be a chess player among you."
This chapter has been completed!