"……it's over?"

"……right."

"Didn't catch it?"

"Uh... to be precise, we didn't catch him."

At the same moment, in a dim room in the corner of Zaraha City, Xue Linghuan Bing, who had a frosty face, put down the wine glass in front of him, and touched his silver mask with his fingertips - since he was tracking Duan Qing,

After arriving at Zaraha City, the members of the Wings of Freedom, who had become hostile to the empire, had been hiding in this place, and Xueling Huanbing, who was nominally the leader of this team, did not seem to want to go out to explore at all.

the meaning of.

Although these are all malicious speculations made during private chats between Huanhai Xingxing and others, some people do believe that the woman wearing the silver mask has become more and more fond of hiding in dark environments recently.

"That guy is now in the hands of the Imperials."

Faintly retracting his stare at the other party, Fengqiao Tingyu lowered his head and at the same time slowly placed a report in his hand on the other party's desk: "The previous battle caused a lot of confusion.

It was a big shock, so it also aroused the vigilance of the people in the nearby empire, but we didn’t expect... that guy actually gave up resistance at the last moment and was captured without a fight."

"……snort."

The light in her eyes was as cold as the winter outside. The woman let out a soft snort, and the green light gradually extended from her fingers, freezing the wine glass in front of her into a beautiful ice sculpture: "

At this point, do you still want to back down..."

"...Forgive me for being stupid, captain." Fengqiao Tingyu stood up straight: "But...why do we have to chase a team that poses no threat to such a dangerous place?

"

"Of course I have my own ideas, and I don't need you to remind me." The woman replied with a cold voice: "And...how do you know if that man is a threat? Their team has now successfully emerged from the loser group.

!”

"This is not the knot you have been looking forward to...ah no, nothing, nothing."

Shaking his arms to deny what he had muttered, Fengqiao Tingyu looked at Huanhai Xingxing, who was watching the excitement behind him, secretly, looking slightly embarrassed: "Anyway... should we continue to follow up now?

?”

"...How are the rest of the guys reacting now?"

"This report was sent by that bastard...brother Liangchen Meiyu. I don't know how the situation is developing now." Fengqiao Tingyu replied helplessly: "But...according to the transmission of this kind of first-hand information

Judging from the speed, others may not have learned the news yet."

"……I see."

The woman, who seemed to be lost in thought, sat in silence for a while, then waved her hands around: "In that case..."

"Then it's up to us to tell them."

The city that became noisy due to the actions of the Imperials remained in a state of alert for a long period of time. It seemed to have become inspired by the arrest of a certain person. Even passers-by and those who did not resist

The vendors in the army all read something unusual from the expressions of the imperial soldiers rushing to tell each other. Later, the tavern in the Harlem area also received an envelope nailed to the wall with a crossbow arrow.

, and then it became turbulent with the hustle and bustle of the city, but except for a few players active here, most of the NPC forces were also caught in endless internal strife: "What?

That guy was actually arrested?"

"He must be rescued!"

"Why should we save him? Why should we save him? That guy who talks arrogantly and is extremely arrogant...I will never save him even if I die!"

"But he knows too many things. If he confesses all of us..."

"explain!"

Just as some people feared, Duan Qing, who was tied up by more than a dozen imperial guards and sent to the central command post, was pressed to the ground again at this time, and then in such a weak and embarrassing posture, he accepted

Impromptu interrogation by the adjutant standing next to Bernard: "Where are the rest of your resistance?"

"Ahem, cough..." Duan Qing, who coughed twice and could only reveal half of his face, tugged at the corner of his mouth and replied, "Why should I tell you?"

"At this time... you actually dare to show off?" Then the ferocious expression on the adjutant's face also increased a bit with his voice: "Have you never heard of the methods used by our empire to interrogate prisoners?"

"I have... never heard of this." Duan Qing, half of his face on the floor, blew away the dust from his mouth again: "But in our world of adventurers, there are no arms or legs.

It’s all a trivial matter, like something like showing you off if you don’t agree with me...it’s as simple as cooking.”

"you……!"

It seems that he did not expect that the other party would say such generous words of death in such a relaxed way. The adjutant swallowed the content of the speech back into his open mouth. After a long while, in an angry reaction, he raised his own saber.

Jumped in front of Duan Qing: "Are you going to say it? Are you going to say it? You dirty rats..."

"Imperial people seem to have a very short vocabulary for swearing, cough, cough, cough..." Duan Qing, who was still bleeding from the corner of his mouth, mocked in a low voice: "Do you need us countrymen to teach you a few words?"

"Shut up! You bastards!" The furious adjutant stepped on Duan Qing's face with his military boot: "Do you know how many imperial soldiers you have killed? How many imperial people have you killed? I

I don’t care about any bullshit peace agreement, if I don’t let you untouchables pay the price with blood, I—”

"Okay, York, stop."

Bernard's voice then echoed around the central hall, and at the same time, the imperial general's eyes looked down at Duan Qing: "If this continues... he will really die.

Already."

"But General..."

"It's hard to catch such a big fish, we can't waste this opportunity...can we?"

Gradually he stood up, and with his hands behind his back, Bernard walked around the table with piles of documents in front of him: "Even for the prospect of the empire...his life is extremely important now."

"Are we still going to treat his injuries?" Rodman, who was responsible for pressing Duan Qing to the ground, asked with a gloomy face: "Sir, this..."

"It's rare to see a 'master' turn into such a tragic situation. Just using it to pay the return ticket for watching this drama... should be enough." He walked up to Duan Qing, ignoring the surroundings.

Bernard, who heard the guard's warning, squatted down slowly: "But... a question that followed is something that I am more interested in now."

"Who made you look like this, who has always been arrogant, huh?" He stretched out his hand and pinched Duan Qing's chin: "That underground passage... what happened just now?"

"...Hehehehe." Duan Qing answered him with another meaningful chuckle: "About this matter, I believe we will have a longer time to talk slowly. I promise in the name of an adventurer...

You'll be more interested in it."

"...The person who can beat you like this must have extraordinary strength, right?" So Bernard took Duan Qing's bruised body close at hand into his eyes: "Is there any

Interested in introducing us?"

"Well..."

Like a tired old man, Duan Qing's increasingly deep voice sank along with his drooping eyelids: "I'm not in the mood to answer you now, let me sleep for a while first."

"My life during this period of time will be temporarily entrusted to you for safekeeping."

As if he had finished confessing his last words, Duan Qing, who was held on the ground by everyone, fell asleep completely. The hands and feet pressing on his back also relaxed as the body completely relaxed.

He said: "Sir, do we really want to..."

"Where are the prisoners we captured? This is clearly a burden that fell on our heads!"

"be quiet."

Waving his hands to suppress the noise of the other soldiers, Bernard, who gradually stood up, finally moved his eyes away from Duan Qing's blood-stained face: "Take him down and find a cleaner place.

Lock it up somewhere, and then..."

"Publish the news and say...that he will be executed in three days."

Looking up at the vast central hall, he slightly pulled the corners of his mouth outward: "Now..."

"Finally it's our turn to have the final say."

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"……Yo."

"Hey, you're so big! Can you be arrested too?"

"The situation is forced, the situation is forced. Believe me, there is no other place safer than here."

"It's safe. Do you know that you will be beheaded in three days?"

Some time later, in the central area of ​​Zaraha City, in the underground prison below the command post hall, a player who had just been let in looked at Duan Qing across the iron fence with a pained face, and then expressed uncontrollable anger.

Growling: "Do you know what Wen Zhan is? Do you want me to bring you a dictionary? They put notices on our faces! The time is only three days from now!"

"Why are you so anxious?"

Duan Qing, who was wrapped in various white gauze and applying various drugs, replied nonchalantly: "It would be fine if it were in the real world, but we are players now. If the players die, they will die. What's the matter?"

So scared?”

"you--"

It seemed that he was very angry at Duan Qing's relaxed attitude. Legend of Lieyan, who was sitting opposite the iron railing, held back the next words he wanted to say for a long time: "Where is your mission? Where is your reputation? What if you are

The execution scenes are shown in front of all NPCs, God knows what kind of chain reaction there will be!"

"At most, it's just a matter of forcibly clearing the memory of NPCs related to me. Don't worry." Duan Qing waved his hands in vain: "In comparison, reputation and other things are things that we don't need to care about. They

We can deal with it however we want, we just need to complete our own tasks..."
To be continued...