With the blessing of the identity of the Harper, Celine trusted Sherlock more and more, and with just a few clichés, she told everything she knew.
In the end, Sherlock was a little embarrassed. The other party's innocence always made him feel like a strange uncle who deceived the little girl.
After they finished talking about this, the Sambian navy finally arrived.
Surprisingly, not all the people who came were NPCs. Nearly half of the total 35 navies were players.
At this stage, it is not easy to sneak into the Royal Navy in Sembia. In terms of status, it is already equivalent to the position of chief blade in the Purple Dragon Legion, and can command a small team.
While the two parties were chatting, Sherlock took a look with his Truth Vision. Except for the leader, who had a second-level profession, all of these NPCs were elite monsters less than level 50; the players were hovering between level 35 and 40, which was considered
of top-tier players.
Just looking at the way they look, something seems a little wrong.
Celine also saw it and immediately asked: "Why are you the only ones left? Where are the others?"
After a brief silence, the commander finally spoke up: "They are all dead!"
Bang!
Another person in the team slammed the table and started crying: "Captain, you have to avenge your brothers!"
Along with this cry, the faces of the others also showed a sense of sadness and indignation.
"How could this happen? Didn't it mean that there was only one Orc warrior of over 30 levels left?" Celine said in shock.
"We tracked all the way into the forest sea, but unexpectedly we encountered an ambush from the other party. In addition to him, there was also his accomplice, a lord-level fishman BOSS above level 50."
"Originally, it was all calculated mentally and unintentionally, and the gap in strength is so huge. We lost several brothers just after fighting for a while. If it weren't for the risk-of-life help of the adventurers, it is still unknown whether we can come back!"
A few people explained the incident in detail in a few words.
The simple-minded Celine was filled with indignation, but Sherlock was a little doubtful about the authenticity of this matter.
Their expressions were so logical, as if they had been rehearsed in advance; their expressions and movements seemed to be in place, but in fact they did not feel much indignation or sadness.
It's normal for players to be like this, after all, they are playing role-playing games, but these NPCs shouldn't be. After all, they are comrades in arms, and their emotions should be fuller.
Out of doubt about the facts, Sherlock went to the regional section of the game forum to check it out, and he actually discovered a related video.
The content inside is a battle between this group of marines and a fishman, which should have been recorded by a passerby.
That Solo fish-man has much stronger muscles than the other fish-men, and his skills seem to be those of a Sanda monk. His punches and kicks are not very fast, but the energy contained in them is terrifyingly powerful.
One of the scenes Sherlock saw was that the opponent punched the naval commander and flew him away for more than thirty yards.
With such strength, it's no wonder that the opponent was able to repel such a large group of enemies by himself.
"Why would a Solo man help that slave trader?" Celine was also a little puzzled.
"Even among the Paladins, there are occasional fallen ones. When a group gets bigger, it is not impossible for a few people with ulterior motives to appear." The navy commander explained from the side: "And that fishman has lived in the Forest of the Sea for a long time.
, it also indirectly explains the opponent’s camp.”
Both of these reasons are quite reasonable, and it is true that ordinary people would not live in the forest of the sea where evil creatures are densely populated.
After hearing this, Celine put aside her doubts and introduced Sherlock...
No, it should be called Bika now.
"This is my friend in Atlas City. Can I invite him to participate in this operation? He should be able to help."
Pretending to be an NPC is obviously easier to be accepted than a player, and with Zheyue around, Sherlock is confident that these people can't expose his disguise.
Theoretically speaking, in this situation, it is definitely very exciting to have an NPC who is willing to help without asking for anything in return.
It was just that when this group of people heard the news, the first thing they showed was surprise. After a very short period of being at a loss, this surprise quickly turned into surprise.
"That's really great." The navy commander gave a military salute and said, "On behalf of the Royal Navy of Sambia, I, Lumen, would like to thank you both for your help."
This military salute was performed in a very neat and standard manner. Without five or six years of consistent practice, it is unlikely that he would have been able to perform it. During the military salute, the looming silver crow pattern on his arm further proved the opponent's identity.
"There should be no problem with the identity." Sherlock basically eliminated the possibility that this group of people were pretending. As for the somewhat weird behavior, it should be a deliberate disguise when facing outsiders.
As both major countries in Middle-earth, the relationship between Sembia and Cormyr is not as peaceful as it appears. As long as there is a chance, neither will refuse the opportunity to eat the other.
It is natural for the Royal Navy of Sembia to guard against the war mages of Cormyr.
Even judging from the previous situation, if they had not been able to defeat the fish man, they would definitely not have come back to seek Celine's help.
The two sides reached an agreement smoothly, and after the dead players were resurrected, it was almost daytime.
The group of people followed the information from the scouts and finally stopped in front of a sunken ship located outside the Forest of the Sea.
"Celine, Bika, the orc and his accomplices are inside." The navy commander explained, and then said to the others: "Act as planned."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hellish dire wolf walked out of the summoning array on the side.
Except for Leatherman, the country of witches, spellcasters are quite rare in the armies of other countries. After all, there are always very few people with the ability to cast spells on the main road of Faerûn.
Of course, with the presence of players, the situation is completely different.
Organizations like the military, which have many tasks, good benefits, are stable and easy to join, are simply prepared for the majority of civilian players. Apart from having to earn a certain amount of contribution points every month, there are no drawbacks at all.
For example, the conjurer who summoned the Dire Wolf of Purgatory this time was one of the players. He sat cross-legged on the ground, switched his vision to his summoned object, and then controlled the opponent to rush into the sunken ship.
Of course, no one would expect a summoned creature to rescue a trapped mermaid. Its purpose is to lure out the enemies inside.
