After receiving the guard's answer, Anvis nodded.
"Okay, Sir Qiaomu. Do you still remember the elf mercenary I asked you to bring to me some time ago?"
Qiao Mu frowned slightly and quickly searched for memories about elf mercenaries in the past half month.
But in the end, he gained nothing——
"I'm sorry, Sir Anvis, but in the past half month, you have not ordered me to bring anyone to see you."
Erasure of Aboriginal memories? Is this the so-called effect of deletion?
Anvis was secretly shocked, but his facial expression remained unchanged.
"So, do you still remember why you went to the family's underground branch in the royal capital a few days ago?"
"A few days ago, you sent me to the underground branch of the royal capital. But you did not assign any tasks to me. You just ordered me to guard the door for a period of time."
Looking at Anvis with some doubts, Qiaomu opened his mouth to explain.
"Okay, I understand, it's okay now."
Anvis nodded understandingly, kept a calm expression, and sent several guards away.
Then, he rang the magic bell again, and a slightly nervous red-haired young man wearing an Olivendi Chamber of Commerce uniform came in.
He is an ordinary front-office member of the family business association named Dixie.
A few days ago, Avis had specially transferred his position and assigned him to be responsible for the transaction with the last dragonborn.
"Dixi, a few days ago, the elf guest I asked you to receive bought twenty bottles of [Medium Recovery Potion], ten bottles of [Standard Magic Potion], and one bottle of [High Magic Potion] from you.
Moreover, he also sold you [Old Leather Boots], [Blooded Armor], [Black Magic Book], [Sword of Karodar], [Bar Maid Uniform], [Emerald Ring], [Pearl Necklace]
】etc. all kinds of sundries.”
"I once specifically told you that no matter what he sells to you, you must accept it and store it in a separate place——"
Staring into his dark brown eyes, Anvis asked calmly.
"So now, do you still remember the appearance of that elf?"
"Elf...? Sorry, Your Excellency, I don't remember anyone assigning me to receive such a guest. You probably have the wrong person."
Facing Anvis's "meaningful" gaze, the red-haired young man was stunned, swallowed nervously, closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, but in the end he shook his head in a panic.
"Take it easy, Dixie, think about it—"
Anvis smiled gently at him, and quietly made a spell-casting gesture with his left hand behind his back.
The soothing magical effect acted on the young man, calming his mental state.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but I really don't remember receiving the guest you mentioned."
After taking a long breath, the red-haired young man gradually became calmer and said with great determination.
"During this period of time, I have been receiving various customers at the front desk of the Chamber of Commerce, but not a single customer has sold me the sundries you mentioned.
Besides, according to the rules and regulations of the Chamber of Commerce, we won’t accept everything.”
"Also, the transaction of ten bottles of standard magic potion and twenty bottles of medium recovery potion is not a small sum.
If there really is such a guest, your Excellency, I will never have no impression at all!"
Nodding slightly, Anvis asked no more questions and just waved his hand, indicating that he should return to the Olivendi Chamber of Commerce on his own.
He probably now understands the specific mechanism of this "internal beta deletion".
——Completely change every event the players have participated in, erasing all traces of their existence and replacing it with other 'reasonable' developments.
The letter that disappeared before was written by Anvis himself by guiding the elves to issue tasks.
Picking up the newspaper on the table, Anvis re-read the headlines.
At some point, the content of the message had changed beyond recognition.
When they were first placed in the isolation chamber, the headlines in the newspapers read:
‘Several strangers forcibly raided the Imperial Palace and fought fiercely with the Radiant Knights guarding the palace. They were all confirmed to be killed, but their bodies disappeared in a burst of white light.
It has been confirmed by reliable sources that these strangers possess limited resurrection abilities.’
But now, the headlines have silently changed to this:
‘Several mysterious people who concealed their identities forcibly raided the Imperial Palace, fought fiercely with the Knights of Radiance guarding the palace, and finally escaped by turning into white light through unknown means.
According to the analysis of the Imperial Academy, this matter is likely to be related to the secret activities of the Holy See.’
The changes in the newspaper were not what Anvis expected, but the terrifying power of understatement to subvert everything still made him feel a little frightened.
.….….
Late November.
Northwest of Palawani Province, Canyon of the Stars——
After the last dragonborn left, the environment here returned to its original dead silence.
However, this silence only lasted for less than a day before it was broken again by the sound of rustling footsteps.
With the help of the private teleportation array arranged by the family, Anvis stepped into this deserted canyon on the afternoon of the second day after the last Dragonborn went offline.
Watching the whole process what the elves were doing in this canyon, Anvis could clearly see some details that the elves had not noticed.
When the lovers were buried, the black iron necklace that the last dragonborn placed on the ground flickered slightly.
This piqued Avis' curiosity.
In his opinion, when an ordinary item has this phenomenon, it often means that its essence has undergone some special changes.
So, he simply asked his instructor for a day off temporarily and prepared to come here to conduct on-the-spot investigation.
Due to the particularity of professionals, the further education system of Pamir College is very loose.
As long as you can keep up with your study progress and are not slowed down in improving your strength, no one will care about you even if you take leave for half a year and don't go to class.
Fortunately, his current schedule is not too full, so he can take some time alone to come here to check the specific changes of the necklace.
Because he was familiar with the environment, Anvis' figure appeared in the middle of the dilapidated camp.
Since only one day had passed, the surrounding environment was basically unchanged from what he saw in the crystal ball.
Except for an uninvited jungle cheetah.
Hearing Anvis's footsteps, the brown-furred predator turned its head from a corpse. A pair of bloodthirsty dark yellow cold leopard eyes stared firmly at the unsuspecting blond boy.
Corpse, rotten, hard, not tasty.
Prey, white, tender, juicy and delicious.
In the game, the challenge level of this thing is level 35, and it has the ability to control plants and magic missile-like spells.
Looking at the jungle cheetah in an attacking posture, a magic ring lit up slightly under the glove of Anvis's left hand.
The next moment, the jungle cheetah turned into a stone sculpture directly under Anvis's gaze.