"It's very simple," the official's voice in the communication crystal replied: "You bring something to the arena, and we will naturally help you deal with Luo Lin."
"You? Super Competitive Alliance?" Fang Yu asked: "How do you plan to deal with him?"
"This is our respective secret, business secret, you should have heard of it, right?"
Fang Yu frowned: "Then what do you want me to help bring?"
"Don't worry, it's just a recording crystal."
Fang Yu instinctively felt that something was wrong. He was not very good at dealing with people, but this did not mean that he was a fool. On the contrary, he was sometimes calmer than ordinary people. With a recording crystal, what evidence did the other party want to capture? Such a thing
If it were aboveboard, the Super Competitive Alliance could directly cooperate with the competition. Even considering the tense relationship between them and the Southern League, it is not a good thing to let a passerby sneakily bring a recording crystal to the competition field.
If something goes wrong, once it is exposed, it will be a huge scandal, which will greatly damage the relationship between Stargate Port and Kaolin-Ishulian. The Super Competitive Alliance will not be unaware of this, and Fang Yu does not believe that the other party will.
Place your hope on that illusory possibility unless you are 100% certain.
What kind of assurance is there? It would be too clumsy to separate out the relationship. The Elfendor Council will be able to find out something fishy if they intervene in the investigation. Unless the drunkard is not interested in drinking, then there is some mystery in the crystal.
When Fang Plover thought of this, he already felt like a trap.
However, he surprisingly felt that he was very calm and did not feel angry at all. Perhaps it was because he had never thought about trusting the other party in the first place, so he felt no disturbance in his heart - he even wanted to laugh a little.
But why did the other party deal with Luo Lin?
Is it to put the Shadow Throne on the throne?
Does this mean that the other party has no connection with the Dragon Worship Cult?
He hadn't thought about this clearly for a while, because when it was difficult to confirm the other party's intentions, he couldn't rule out whether this was a deception. But even so, he benefited a lot from this conversation and mastered many key points.
Information.
At least Shadowthrone's participation in this game is indeed fishy.
He was a little alert, but he didn't show it outwardly. The other party was still waiting for his answer on the other side of the communication crystal, but Fang Yu had already made a decision and only replied: "I still believe that I can win the game by myself without the help of external help.
"
"It's a good thing for young people to have confidence in themselves," the other person seemed a little surprised. After a while, he replied: "But I hope you have thought about it clearly. For a selector, maintaining a friendly relationship with the alliance is not a good thing.
There are benefits to the road ahead."
This sounds tempting, but in fact it is a naked threat. Fang Piao couldn't help but think of the fate of the team in the Covenant Mountain incident, and he also roughly figured out what the league's general approach was, which was nothing more than suspensions and various restrictions.
At that time, the military was involved behind the scenes, but now that he had registered with the military and had not canceled his account, and had to face the alliance's difficulties, he was really hesitant for a while. But he quickly calmed down and became super competitive.
No matter how much the Alliance covers the sky, it can't do anything to the free adventurer - he had no intention of taking the route of a professional selector and participating in any competition.
"I understand," he replied calmly, "but I've already thought about it."
The other side seemed to be planning to say something else, but Fang Pliong had already cut off the communication.
…
In the room, the middle-aged man was looking at the dark red light gradually fading on the communication crystal in his hand without saying a word. The afterglow gradually faded from his sickly pale cheek, and only his calm expression was finally reflected.
The expression of joy and anger is invisible.
"Ignorance." He muttered before pushing the door open and walking out. Walking through a long corridor, Pudra Goan was waiting outside.
The pharmacy master with a hooked nose and a pale golden face looked at him with a leaden gaze and said, "That old stubborn Suonan still refuses to let go, but his attitude is finally a little looser. His opinions actually represent
After understanding the thoughts of those in the parliament, Elfondo is always unwilling to break up with the royal family."
"Is this what the Duke meant?" The middle-aged man glanced out the window. In the distance, he could vaguely see a faint undulating ridge line. The north of the light blue mountain range was exactly in the direction of Du Lun. To this day,
The Phoenix Family still played a vital role in stabilizing the situation in the south, preventing the situation from getting out of hand. Pudra nodded.
"The nobles of Aitalia have always been like this, cowardly and pedantic. But the old dwarf's vacillating attitude is a good opportunity for us to take action."
"Indeed, how are you doing over there?"
The middle-aged man shook his head: "The target was very smart and didn't take the bait." If Fang Plover was here and someone praised him as 'smart', he would probably jump up to three feet with pride, and then rush to find Sika happily.
Miss Pei went to take credit. Unfortunately, he is not here.
Pudra also felt a little pity: "It's a pity. I heard that he is very close to Odin and has contact with Ye Hua..."
"It's nothing to be sorry about," the middle-aged man replied: "This guy has always been reserved when selling information, and he's not that trustworthy. He's not really on our side. Don't forget that he screwed up our account last time.
, sooner or later I will find him and return him—"
"But I'm worried that he is hiding some information that we don't know?"
The middle-aged man was a little disdainful: "What information can I get? It's only two or three months. What else can Odin give that young man?"
He shook his head: "It's just a trial of thousands of doors, so it doesn't matter, let alone Luo Lin..."
At this point, he stopped talking with a serious expression.
The meaning behind seems self-explanatory - to ordinary people, the Hall of Thousand Gates is mysterious and unpredictable, but when zoomed in on the entire range of selectees, those who have experienced the Thousand Gates Trial do not seem so special - or at least relatively so.
Word.
Pudra was still hesitant to speak, and his expression under the shadow of the bridge of his nose seemed to be getting darker.
The middle-aged man looked at his appearance and asked, "Have the people from the Shadow Throne entered the finals?"
The latter nodded.
The middle-aged man showed a satisfied look, but his eyes flashed: "Unfortunately, it was all in our plan. If the old guy hadn't disrupted the situation, there wouldn't have been so many troubles now."
"There is no way, compared to prestige, I am far inferior to him in Elfen," Pudra also sighed: "I can only follow the trend, but I always feel that he has discovered something? Ander wants to do it for
The young people chosen by that girl from the Mawei family don’t have to do this—"
"Think about it carefully, he asked the main draw players to participate, what are the benefits of doing so? With that kid's level, is he really a sure winner? Don't forget that this is a team competition, and Ragnarok's team level is very average. He
The purpose of doing this is of no benefit, the only possibility is to muddy the water."
Pudra frowned: "What I am most worried about is that this is not Ander's intention. He does not have such a delicate mind, but the arrangement of the little girl from the Mawei family. She took the Prime Minister together in Bouver
The Party is famous for its tricks."
The middle-aged man glanced at him, and sincerely he didn't think that a little girl could have anything to be afraid of. This old guy still seemed too pedantic and cowardly. The other party had not made any progress in the parliament for ten years. It seemed that it was not impossible.
It makes sense. "Well, there can never be a perfect plan," he concluded, "Looking for that young man is just for insurance, but his presence or absence does not matter to the plan."
He looked at the time: "Okay, let's split up."
Pudra nodded and watched the middle-aged man leave.
Then he also walked out of the hall and came outside. A young man was waiting respectfully at the door, greeting: "Teacher, you have come out."
Pudra nodded calmly, looked around, took out a crystal with dark red light from his arms and handed it to the other party. "Take this thing and do as I say."
The young alchemist took the crystal with both hands excitedly and put it away carefully. If Fang Plover were here, he would definitely recognize this person. It was the guy who kept troublesome to him and annoyed him.
"Go ahead."
"Teacher, is she really the young lady from the Albert family?"
"What does this have to do with you?"
"Nothing, nothing." The young man quickly put away the crystal and left in a hurry.
Pudra glanced at him from behind, shook his head, and felt a little disdainful. "You don't know your own abilities." He made a mental evaluation of his nominal student.
…
Fang Yu was putting away the communication crystal and looking at the field absentmindedly, but his mind was still spinning the previous questions - what is the opponent's intention? What is the relationship between the Shadow Throne and this game? Is Luo Lin an enemy or a friend?
He then had another suspicion - was the Super Competitive Alliance behind it? If not, then the origin of the other party would be very intriguing.
But if so, the problem becomes more complicated. The key is whether the Super Competitive Alliance has a relationship with the Dragon Cult behind the Shadow Throne? Or does it just want to deal with the Southern Alchemist Alliance? Both possibilities exist, but the first one
The possibility made Fang Plover shudder.
It involves a key question: Is there the possibility of the alliance itself being infiltrated by a cult?
He subconsciously glanced not far away.
There, Chickpea was saying to everyone with an exaggerated look: "Guess what news I got?"
"Come on, Bao asked," Mu Lan said angrily, "Can you stop being so pretentious."
"Haha, I heard that in the next competition, in addition to the main competition teams, there is also a team from Elfendor that will participate."
"What kind of news is this? I've known it for a long time."
"But you definitely don't know what happens next," Chickpea said mysteriously, "Who do you think the leader of this team is?"
"Who is it?" Dill couldn't help but ask.
Mu Lan pulled Dill back: "Ignore him, let him speak for himself."
Then Chickpea smiled sarcastically and replied: "It's Luo Lin. You should have heard of this person, right?"
"Luo Lin, who is that?"
"You should all know the rumors in the past two days, right?" Chickpea asked.
"Is it him, the dragon-slaying hero of Idus?" Even Cui Yu couldn't help being surprised.
Regarding the death of Toragotos, although it had only happened one night, it had actually spread in the streets of Vanrick early in the morning. After all, Count Silin Spica did not hide the news when he returned from Idos.
It was even made public consciously.
"Oh my God," Mulan also became interested: "I've heard of him. He was famous when he was in Fenris. I'm his little fan!"
"How famous can he be?" Chickpea sneered at the word 'little fan'. He looked up and down and couldn't tell how small Mu Lan was: "How famous can he be compared to that unknown hero?"
"Come on, your unsung hero died long ago."
Fang Yu couldn't help coughing loudly after hearing this.
Everyone turned back to look at him in confusion, and Fang Plover quickly waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.
Mulan then said: "But I heard that Luo Lin can use the dragon gun. How can we compare with him?"
"You still want to compete with him?" Chickpea said angrily: "Thank God if I can compete with the main competition team."
"That's right. Besides, if you can lose to an idol, it's worth it."
But Cui Yu shook his head: "I think we may not be unable to win, and there is Ed."
Dill also raised his head after hearing this.
But Mu Lan looked at Fang Plover and shook his head: "Ed is no match for the dragon-slaying hero."
Everyone was talking a lot, but Fang Plover just laughed it off.
He was still thinking about the previous question in his mind——
About the Dragon Cult and the Super Competitive Alliance.
But this problem was so big that neither he nor Sophie thought about it at all. He suddenly thought that he was not capable of analyzing this problem alone, and was about to ask the Princess of Silver Vislan. But
At this moment, a staff member came over and said to him:
"Mr. Ed, someone is looking for you."
This made Fang Yu stunned. The main game was different from the previous games. Others were not allowed to enter the stadium, so Tianlan and the others could only watch the game in the square. Who has the ability to obtain the consent of the staff at this time?
, come to the arena to find him?
However, the group soon saw the old man walking from outside the venue. Fang Yu was surprised. He did not expect that his teacher would come to him in person.
Others were even more surprised. After all, one could tell at a glance that the person was an aborigine. Friendships between the selectors and the aborigines were not uncommon, but friendships over the years were not many. Fang Plover then introduced to everyone: "This
You are my mentor."
He introduced to Ander: "This is Miss Soul Fingerprint, our team leader. There are also Hummus, Cui Yu and Dill, and this is Liu Liyue."
"Mentor?" Mulan was greatly surprised. They actually had mentors, and most of them were well-known craftsmen who belonged to the alchemists' unions in various places. However, such nominal mentors had no relevance after they passed the novice stage, let alone seeing them.
Are they competing?
How can a high-level craftsman, whose time is as precious as gold, spare time to care for an apprentice?
Moreover, they heard that Fang Plover was born in the Kapka school. How many thousands of miles could it be from Rodel to Vanrik?
How deep is the relationship?
Generally speaking, only the most proud students receive such treatment.
However, most aboriginal craftsmen do not like Chosen students, because traditional craftsmen value the basics, and even if Chosen grow quickly, their foundations are basically terrible. Therefore, the proud disciples of those craftsmen who can be named are actually very few.
of the electorate.
But the next moment, Ander's self-introduction cleared up their confusion. The old man looked at everyone, smiled slightly, patted Fang Plover on the shoulder and said, "I'm a half-hearted student, so thank you for taking care of me."
Everyone is not a fool, so naturally they cannot really regard Fang Plover as a 'half-baked student'. Just by listening to the intimacy in these words, they understand that the other party is obviously very fond of this so-called 'half-baked student'.
Chickpea opened her mouth and her jaw almost dropped.
Soul Fingerprint frowned. Next to her, Mu Lan's eyes widened. She suddenly saw something unusual about him.
But everyone present was an alchemist, and others quickly saw it. Andre Uriel introduced himself: "I am Ander Uriel, and Ed is my student.
I really didn’t expect that he would actually reach the finals with you.”
After he said that, he glanced at Fang Plover with a smile.
Great craftsman.
The others were completely shocked, even Soul Fingerprint, who had always behaved very calmly. She couldn't help but look at Fang Plover in surprise.
"Ah," Mulan suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "You are Ender the Great Scale. I remember, you are the last speaker of the Elfendor Council!"
Her eyes wandered uncertainly on the old man and Fang Plover, and it was a bit hard to explain: "Ed, I didn't expect you to be from Elfendor."
Fang Piao sweated wildly, how could he be an Elfendor man? It had nothing to do with him. In fact, except for Ender, the Elfendor Council didn't know the existence of such a person as him. But the great craftsman
His proud disciple, and also a Chosen One, this identity was enough to make it difficult for everyone to digest for a while.
Mu Lan's eyes changed when she looked at Fang Plover. In order for a selector to be truly recognized by a great craftsman, how high must his talent be?
But Ender obviously wasn't here to add to their psychological burden.
The old man clapped his hands gently to signal everyone to calm down, and then smiled and said: "Don't be restrained, just treat me like a bad old man. I made a bet with Ed before, but I didn't expect you guys to really break in."
finals."
Everyone was dumbfounded after hearing this. They regarded the chief craftsman of the Elfendor Council, Corin Ithulian, who could count on his fingers, as a bad old man? This thing was so bizarre that they probably took it to the guild.
No one would believe it.
But Ender didn't mind. His silver-gray eyes glanced at the distant arena.
In fact, at this time, the competition between Shadow Throne and the Military Selector has come to an end. Although the scores between the two sides were not much different, in the end, Shadow Throne was superior and won the ticket to the finals.
However, since the reputation of alchemists in the military is not well known, this event is not an upset, and the response in the square is far less than their previous one.
Ender glanced at it and then continued: "Luo Lin has Count Xilin Spica to help. Of course I can't just sit back and ignore my students, so I'll come over and tell you the details of the next competition.
Do you know what will happen in the next game?"
Everyone shook their heads. They heard Chickpea mention it, but even Chickpea himself didn’t know the details of the competition, let alone them?
However, they also glanced at Fang Plover. The other party actually compared Luo Lin with Fang Plover. Is this a bit too high? After all, the former was one of the dragon-slaying heroes of Idus, and Fang Plover was not famous before.
, everyone can only understand that this is the other party's blind confidence in their students.
Of course, Cui Yu and Dill looked at each other and thought of the scene in the cafe before.
Ender was not surprised when he saw everyone's reaction. He only explained the rules of the last final in detail.
According to the old man's description, due to the temporary change of the competition format, there were actually five participating teams in the final.
In addition to them and the Shadow Throne, there are two teams in the main competition - the Guta people's team, and Kaolin-Ithurian's own team. However, Kaolin-Ithulian's delegation
, in fact, it was originally the Kapka Craftsmen's Association, but due to some reasons, the Kapka Craftsmen's Federation did not arrive in Vanrik in time.
So in the end, this spot can only be transferred to the team of the Grande Craftsmen Association. However, the team of the Grande Craftsmen Association has not been fully formed yet. According to Fang Pliance's idea, it is probably in several selector guilds.
Select a few players from the submitted list to form this temporary team.
The last remaining team was a team formed by Elfondo around 'Luo Lin'. It sounded like this team was just a makeshift team, but Fang Yu knew in his heart that this team was actually the real team.
The protagonist of this game.
Ander also told him privately that in addition to Luo Lin, there was at least one veteran who had been to the Hall of Thousand Doors in this team. In order to praise his student, Count Xilin Spica, this time
Clearly a lot of effort has been put into it.
Although there are five teams participating in the competition, this competition is actually only one round.
"In order to be as fair as possible," Ender replied: "On the topic of the final game, the Elpaxin draft method will be used."
Soul Fingerprint raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this term.
The so-called Elpaxin draft means that there is no banned mode. In the competition, each participating team selects an area in which it is best at. There are five teams in this competition, so five questions should be selected in the end.
"This competition system is good for us," Fang Yu couldn't help but reply after hearing this: "We can at least ensure that Cui Yu and Dill can get an area of expertise."
His so-called areas of expertise are, of course, repeating old tricks and using the same set of techniques that were previously taught. Otherwise, just because of their own areas of expertise, they will definitely not be the opponents of the contestants in the finals.
Only the elven heritage has the power to fight.
"This is the competition method proposed by the old speaker." Ander mentioned.
Fang Plover understood.
"But there are only five questions," Chickpea couldn't help but said, "There are only four of us?"
"This is a master-general competition system," Soul Fingerprint explained: "The master-general will complete two of the questions, and everyone else will complete one each."
She paused and continued: "However, the requirements for the general are very high, because among the two questions, only the lower score is taken as the effective score and is included in the team's total score. And because the general is generally responsible for
The more difficult problems among the team require the leader to have very comprehensive and broad abilities."
Everyone couldn't help but look at Fang Plover subconsciously.
But Fang Yu didn't think too much. Instead, he thought about Luo Lin.
Count Silin-Spica dared to agree to such a competition system. It seems that the opponent is also an all-round player, but he doesn't know how versatile he is and whether he can compare with himself?
Seeing that he wasn't worried at all, Ander couldn't help but whisper: "Are you okay?"
Fang Yu replied without thinking: "It's okay."
"Well enough?"
Ender couldn't help but pull him aside and lowered his voice: "You'd better be mentally prepared. This matter is not that simple."
Fang Yu was stunned: "What's wrong?"
"I suspect Pudra is playing a double act with that guy Xilin Spica. They bribed the people of the Rose Crusade. The Shadow Throne is a secret move specially arranged by the other party," Ander's snow-white eyebrows frowned slightly:
"If the Shadow Throne belongs to the other party, you will have no advantage."
He let out a breath: "That's why I insist on arranging the match to the main match. Three versus two is better than two versus one."
Fang Yu glanced at his teacher in surprise, and then realized that the other party had arranged this early in the morning.
But the old man looked at him, shook his head and said, "Don't look at me, this is the arrangement of your little fox."
Fang Yu couldn't help but feel embarrassed after hearing this.
However, he also thought of the words of the previous official from the Super Competitive Alliance, which seemed to vaguely confirm this.
If this is really the case, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle next.
He frowned slightly.
"Ed," Ander said with a long sigh at this time: "Count Xilin Spica is very optimistic about Luo Lin and has made great efforts to make him famous in this game. It's a pity that this was not ten years ago. If ten years
Before, I would never let my students suffer this injustice."
"Elfendor has changed after all. When my old friend was still alive, how could he sit back and watch the Southern Alliance give up the promise of that day? Your Highness the Prince has declined. The promise we made when Sir Mawei left in the past, now people
I have long forgotten everything."
He patted Fang Plover's shoulder lightly: "Just try your best. Even if we can't win, we still have a chance."
Fang Yu was startled after hearing this, and couldn't help but look back, only to see the old man's eyes silently staring into the distance: "Ed, don't let down the little girl of the Albert family, you are the only one who can help her now.
Even I am stuck in this quagmire and cannot extricate myself."
Hearing this, Fang Yu just lowered his head silently and looked at the palm of his hand.