Chapter 442 Flying dragons haunt (five thousand words month)
"Such a thing happened..."
Professor Baicai showed a scary look after reading the golden round stone handed over by Sherlock:
"So, Professor Bacon was kidnapped. Maybe the top student was kidnapped because he found some clues?"
"As you can see, Professor Baicai, the matter has involved the hired lich in our dungeon. This is not only a unilateral matter of the Academy of the Undead, but also related to the interests of our eternal kingdom dungeon."
After Sherlock finished speaking, Professor Baicai nodded:
"I understand. Please come with me. I will take you to see the principal."
In a medium-sized room, a lich in a cloak stood by the window, just enough to overlook the entire Academy of the Undead below.
Today is another leisurely day at the Academy of the Dead.
"Bang bang bang"
There was a knocking sound outside the door.
The cloaked lich turned back and said:
"Please come in."
The door opened suddenly, and Professor Baicai walked in with Sherlock and his three little animals.
"Principal, regarding Professor Bacon, I think I may need to report some new information to you."
As soon as Professor Baicai came in, he said straight to the point.
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"Could it... be a joke played by Professor Bacon on us?"
The principal of the Academy of the Dead raised his head and said this after watching the entire video brought by Sherlock.
But the look in Professor Baicai's eyes seemed to say: "Are you kidding me?"
"Okay, I understand. The situation is indeed serious, and we should pay some attention to it."
The principal of the Academy of the Dead held his chin and nodded:
"I noticed that Professor Bacon mentioned the Academy of the Dead at the end of the fantasy. Did he leave any important clues in the Academy of the Dead?"
"I think so too. Can you take us to Professor Bacon's room?"
Sherlock said so.
"Of course, please come with me."
As one of the teachers of the Academy of the Dead and single, Professor Bacon, of course, lives in the teachers' dormitory of the Academy of the Dead like other single teachers.
Teachers' dormitories are for one person. Each dormitory has one bedroom and one living room. It is equipped with a kitchen, toilet and bathroom. Although it is small, it is fully equipped.
"This is Professor Bacon's room."
When the dormitory skeleton opened Professor Bacon's room with the spare key, a smell of dust and haze that had been unoccupied for a long time hit his face.
Unlike the strict Professor Bacon, his room was very messy, as if a thief had entered before leaving.
Professor Baicai and the principal stood at the door, looking around.
"Ah, I mentioned to Professor Bacon before that the room should be cleaned more, but it seems that he didn't listen at all."
The principal said in an embarrassed tone.
After all, Professor Bacon is a teacher at the School of the Dead, and as the principal, he was more or less embarrassed that Sherlock saw such a messy side.
"It's really difficult to find clues in a room like this."
Professor Baicai criticized without hesitation, even when Professor Bacon was most likely missing.
"No, it's not difficult."
Sherlock walked to a wall in Professor Bacon's room and tried to force it out. It was covered with various pictures and news stickers.
"I see."
The Victorians finally set off, and Lilo decided to follow Sherlock's example, arriving at the destination first and then setting up the rune portal, instead of going out with an army in the traditional way.
Therefore, the scale of the final departure was only a dozen carriages carrying 80 people, as well as other materials used to set up the rune magic array.
The leader was Count Lancelot, who had a good understanding of human society, and the hamster boss who followed and was responsible for setting up the rune magic circle.
As for why the hamster boss arranged the rune magic circle, it was the result of Queen Liluo's overnight special training. As for the result, judging from the hamster boss sobbing and constantly reviewing the small book along the way, it seems a bit worrying.
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Of course the boss hamster was sobbing not because the rune magic circle taught by Queen Liluo was too difficult, but because the three hamster brothers were separated for the first time since they were born. This parting was like a touch of homesickness.
On the outside, you are on the inside.
However, apart from the worried Lancelot and the Hamster Boss who was grieving over separation, the other players were still very happy. After all, this was the vanguard force attacking the York Territory.
Encountering the enemies of the York Territory in one step, then defeating them, taking away their equipment, and taking away their horses, just thinking about it will definitely make you happy.
Of course there is a price, as Lancelot said:
"The main task of our departure this time is to find a suitable location and establish a stable stronghold. We may not be able to return for ten to twenty days, so please be mentally prepared!"
This means that there is no way to complete daily tasks for ten or twenty days?! The sources of reputation and game currency are zero.
Most of the players are not happy. Maybe they have not wasted more than ten or twenty days of game progress halfway through the game. Even so, there are still many people who want to follow.
Lancelot finally selected the eighty people with the best discipline. As for the others? Their discipline was too poor. If they were taken out, they would be dead, and they might even kill other people. It would be better to wait until they established a stronghold and established a talisman.
After creating the magic circle, let them teleport directly to fight.
Lancelot had given up on himself anyway and no longer had the illusion of letting these players fight like a normal army.
The convoy of carriages traveled leisurely on a large grassland outside the Moonlight Forest. Sitting on the first carriage leading the way was the wife of Count Lancelot, the one who was shot by Ruanruan with a bow and arrow and claimed to be
A man who has the right to inherit the Duchy of York.
His name is Guinevere.
"No, is Guinevere a boy or a girl?"
In the carriage behind, a member of the [For Lao Xia That Night] guild, Ou Chimai, looked confused and looked at his companions beside him as the carriage swayed and asked.
"Ah? Why do you suddenly ask such a question?" Leopard Head Lingchong looked at Ou Chimai in confusion.
"It must be a man. Didn't the elf NPC tell him before that he is a boy? And several other people who take care of him also said he is a boy."
A player next to him quickly continued.
"I can't tell, we haven't seen it with our own eyes, and it's called Guinevere. Is that the name of King Arthur's wife? It's obviously a female setting, and she's married to Lancelot."
Ruanruan also sat on the carriage and expressed her opinion. She suddenly thought of something and clapped her hands:
"Yes, could it be to prepare for the launch of a marriage system in the future? After all, many online games have a marriage system. Maybe "Dungeon" will also launch a marriage system."
"A goblin marries a beastman? The picture is so beautiful. The key is that I can imagine it."
When Ou Chimao said this, everyone in the car burst into laughter. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood.
However, the carriage in front suddenly stopped. Zhuo Genbao quickly saw Lancelot sitting on the first carriage jumping out of the carriage, as well as Hamster, Guinevere, and other players.
They got off the car one after another.
"what's the situation?"
Ou was stunned for a moment, but no one knew it. After they got off the car, they walked over and saw a piece of burnt land in front of Victoria's motorcade, as well as some wood and metal fragments.
The cooked cattle, sheep, and horses fell to the ground, and there was no smoke. It was obvious that they had been cooked for a while.
What makes people feel sick is that in addition to these animals, some humanoid creatures were also burned to death here.
Not far away, you can still see several dejected people sitting on the ground, and several people with severe burns.
It looked as if they had encountered a convoy that had been hit by a missile.
However, there are no missiles in the game world. At most, they are magic cannons, but the power of the magic cannons will not cause such a scene.
Because if they were really attacked by the magic energy cannon, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be any scum left.
Lancelot looked at the scorched land in front of him. He couldn't believe it. What happened here?
Those people who were sitting far away obviously saw the Victorians coming over. Several of them stood up and walked over with disgraced faces.
"Are you from Goldsmith Town? Where is my son? Didn't he come with you?"
One of them, a man with a big beard, but most of his beard had been burned off, looked over with hope in his eyes.
"Sorry, we are..."
Lancelot was about to explain his identity, but the players around him were already shouting:
"That's right, we are from Gold Shining Town!"
"Do you have any mission for us?"
"If there are any tasks, feel free to leave them to us. There are only tasks that we cannot take on, and there are no tasks that we cannot complete!"
"That's right, that's right!"
"We are not from Goldshire, we are from Victoria!"
"Are you a fool? Why don't you accept the mission and not be a Victorian? Answering questions honestly is the right choice at this time!"
The people in front of them who had just suffered a lot were a little confused by the players' words, but Lancelot still quickly answered:
"I'm sorry, we are not from Goldsmith Town, we are from Victoria, but can I ask, what happened here? What attacked you?"
The reason why Lancelot asked these questions was largely because he wanted to know if there were any dangers nearby. Otherwise, if his own fleet encountered a situation like the other party's, it would inevitably be a bit embarrassing. Although the players were all
He could be resurrected, but Lancelot knew very well that he couldn't, and it was even less possible for Guinevere beside him.
Even Lancelot himself is unwilling to admit it. Maybe he has a little bit of mentality to protect Guinevere, but it's really just a little bit.
"It's a flying dragon! We were attacked by a flying dragon! The evil flying dragon just swooped down and spit at us! He treated this entire area as his own hunting ground!"
"My family was burned to death by that evil creature!"
"We must take revenge!"
The person in front of him immediately cried out in pain. Even the players with a game mentality couldn't help but feel a little compassion when they saw this scene.
After all, it's too miserable.
"In this way..." The hamster boss nodded, and when he was about to greet everyone to get on the carriage and leave together, there was a sudden sound in the distance.
A group of people, holding various weapons in their hands, and a few people on horseback, were coming here. They were seeing a convoy coming here, and they came faster.
The bearded man who was negotiating with the players saw the group of people and ran over excitedly, shouting:
"Son! Son!"
Obviously, that group of people should be people from Gold Flash Town.
"Ready to fight!"
Someone in the crowd of players shouted, and soon there was a loud sound of pulling out a weapon. Even Lancelot was frightened and almost pulled out the weapon reflexively, but after he reacted,
Quickly greet the people behind you:
"Put away your weapons, you are not a bandit! You are not a bandit!"
Because there were not many of them, they pretended to be a caravan when they came out this time, planning to sneak into the York Territory and establish a stronghold, because Queen Lilo planned to fight a war of vassal succession, not a full-scale war of aggression.
, so as long as the York Territory Castle is captured, the war will basically be over, although from the perspective of inheritance law, many things are untenable.
Lancelot winked at the players, but those players who were excited when they saw the horses and equipment were a little hesitant to actually put away their weapons.
It was Guinevere who stood up and said sincerely to everyone:
"Please believe me, I know the mayor of Gold Town. He took me in when I was most dangerous and helpless. He is not wholeheartedly on the side of the evil Duke of York. In fact, he is not one of us.
The enemy is not an enemy, but someone we can fight for."
After Guinevere said this, the players were still a little hesitant, so Zhu Genbao continued:
"Put away your weapons. There may be another plot later."
A Fei also waved his hand and said:
"Put away your weapons. There don't seem to be many good things on the other side. Don't rush to fight yet."
The leaders of other guilds also said similar things. Basically, the players who were organized into guilds put away their weapons when they heard what the president or the people in charge said.
Of course, the discussion never stopped during this period, but because there were only eighty players, the disorderly and chaotic special effects unique to the players were not particularly obvious.
Seeing them put away their weapons, Lancelot and Guinevere breathed a sigh of relief. As for the hamster boss, he was frowning the whole time, as if he was not very happy because the journey was delayed.
The group of people quickly ran up to the Victorians, and among them was a warrior on horseback. At least judging from the armor he was wearing, he was definitely a warrior.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
Because the number of Victorians was not large, and few people were seen holding crossbows, those people from Shining Gold Town did not approach cautiously, but ran over directly in a large group and stood there.
In front of Zhu Genbao and the others, the leading soldier scanned around and asked.
"Uncle Mayor!"
Guinevere opened her hood, and her very feminine face showed an expression that was about to cry. The warrior on the horse immediately jumped off the horse and walked quickly in disbelief.
Walked up:
"Guinevere?! I have been worried about you. I thought you were caught and killed by Victoria's savages. Great! Thank you Holy Lord!"
The soldier suddenly hugged Guinevere tightly in his arms, not paying any attention to Lancelot's eyes that suddenly widened next to him.
However, when he mentioned the Victoria Savages, Guinevere's expression changed slightly, and then she pushed away the mayor's uncle who was holding him a little embarrassed, and then pointed at the players behind her:
"They are Victorians."
"brush!"
The mayor immediately pulled out his weapon, then protected Guinevere behind him, and looked warily at the empty surroundings, as if he was worried whether a group of ambush soldiers would suddenly rush out.
When the players saw an NPC pulling out their weapons, they became very excited. If a fight breaks out, we can't blame us for not restraining ourselves.
The people following the mayor with various weapons suddenly became alert, but before the conflict escalated, Guinevere stood up and said:
"Uncle, things are not what you think. The Victorians are not savages. They are helping me fight against the Duke of York! They will help me get back the dukedom and the territory that should belong to me!"
Hearing what Guinevere said, the mayor hesitated and looked at the players who were not nervous at all. Then he put away his weapon and looked at Guinevere:
"No one can resist the Duke of York, not even the Victorians who defeated the blond George. The next time the Duke of York's attack will be more fierce, you are just asking for your own death. You should listen to my Guinevere
, go to the empire, where you can live an ordinary life."
Guinevere lowered her head and did not answer the mayor's words. The mayor sighed:
"I knew there was no way to convince you."
He took two steps towards the survivors and said to Lancelot and the players at the same time:
"I'm sorry, Victoria people. If you want to go anywhere, please leave here as soon as possible. A flying dragon appears here. It's not safe now. May the Holy Lord bless you."
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