803 Battlefield Transformation
"So...... Not only were you not slaughtered by the Imperials, but you drove them all back? β
In the underground passage of the Hanom Tavern, Tristan, who was leaning against the corner of the passage, widened his eyes in surprise: "When are you going to ...... Not. β
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have doubted your strength, Mo Shangqing." He shrugged his shoulders, and then made a special aristocratic salute at Duan Qing: "You are one of the current candidates for the Twelve Thrones, are you...... What about my heirs? β
"I had to make this decision in the pursuit of time effect, sir." Duan Qing waved his hand with a flat face: "Although I rescued those who resisted in the end, it also made the empire notice my existence...... Such an outcome will only be more and more detrimental to future actions. β
"It doesn't matter." The middle-aged man with a shy belly replied with a smile: "The reason why we were so cautious before was just a choice made under the condition of limited strength, now that we have more leverage...... The effect I want to achieve may be easier to achieve. β
"So...... Tell me what you want to do next. β
Pointing to the top of the hidden passage where they were, Duan Qing asked in a low voice, "Will you continue to rescue those people in the concentration camp, or will you attack the Imperial troops?" β
"A strong man who is strong enough to fight an entire squad should be enough to intimidate the big head soldiers of the empire." Tristan bowed his head deeply: "So in order to solve your existence, they will either mobilize a large number of imperial guards to encircle and suppress, or send masters of the same level to duel with you......"
"Isn't there a two-pronged option?" Duan Qing pointed at the top of his head amusedly: "For example, let a few masters come over with a large number of imperial guards, and completely nip me in the bud or something......
"There is no unresolvable hatred between you and the Empire, why should the Empire go against their own aesthetics of war to trouble you?" Tristan replied with a smile, "Besides...... If they did, wouldn't they sell them to other enemies for even greater flaws? β
"Judging by the upright look they had shown before, I don't think they even noticed that there were any other enemies here." Shrugged his shoulders senselessly, Duan Qing's gaze fell on Tristan's head instead: "You...... I don't think I found it either, right? β
ββ¦β¦ I'm not the type to fight, and what you can perceive, I can't. Tristan shook his head very dryly: "But...... The fact that such a weak rebel army has not died for so long is enough in itself. β
"There are people who are secretly balancing the forces of the opposing sides...... Is this what you're trying to say? Duan Qing also lowered his head: "This kind of habitual trick...... I'm sure you've seen it many times when you've been in Liberty City before. β
"If it were a time of war, I could also attribute this state of affairs to the fact that the Restorationists wanted to gain the support of a certain force." Tristan groaned, "But it's peacetime, and the common enemy of the continent has turned into the Magic Empire, and they're messing with Hart and them at this time...... And for what? β
"Tell you a message."
Pointing to a certain part of the hidden passage with a thumbs up, Duan Qing explained in a low voice, "This ancient city of Zaraha has existed for thousands of years, since the time of the Magic Empire, but for some reason...... It was not destroyed in the later wars of freedom, but has been preserved intact to this day. β
"You mean to say...... Was the city of important use to the Restorationists? Tristan glared, "Just like Oxon used our orb in Liberty City to raise the Star of Molnar?" β
"I haven't decided on the specifics yet, but ...... I guess it's about the same. Duan Qing continued with a calm face: "This city must have some special meaning to the restorationists, so they will always act here. β
"These actions can even go back to very early times." There was a look of remembrance in his eyes, as if he remembered some rumors he had heard during his time on the battlefield dungeon a long time ago: "For example...... Before the Battle of Tania. β
"That being the case, it looks like the plans do need some change." Tristan, who was touching his beard, said in a low voice, "The rebels cannot continue to fight the Imperials, they may fall into the trap of those people. β
"But you can't rule out that some of us were originally undercover agents of the Restorationists, like the original principality nobles and later Longor......"
"Then let's start with the action, and withdraw those who wanted to attack the camps, for a reason...... Let's just say that the Empire has recently stepped up its offensive, and we must stay out of the limelight for the time being......"
"No, retreat is not our solution, after all, our opponent is an empire that never backs down, and concessions will only lead to inch-in-...... again and again."
The sound of non-stop discussion continued between the two men, and finally began to grow smaller and smaller as time passed, and the figure of a middle-aged man in a fur coat then appeared in the shadows in the corner of the tavern, and walked out in the direction of the gate with the sound of unnoticed wind. Then Duan Qing, who showed half of his figure, watched the other party's departure expressionlessly, and then turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the secret passage, and then after a period of silent marching, he came to a tent near the temporary square of the rebels in the dark: "...... What do you think? β
"I'm fine." The little fish who had been hiding here got up from the simple bed where she was sitting when she heard the sound: "...... She's okay too. β
"Didn't she say anything?" Looking at the NPC follower who was also sitting in the corner without saying a word, Duan Qing asked in a low voice.
"No, she hasn't spoken." The only mage on the Flame Legend team who couldn't do stealth combat replied, "I'm sorry. β
"Don't say that, you're not sorry for us." Duan Qing smiled and squatted down his body: "If you can protect Aiyina, it will be the greatest help to us." β
"But...... Thank you. β
"So ......"
Not noticing the girl's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Duan Qing turned his head with a deep groan: "I have something I want to say to her, so ......"
"Okay, okay."
Amid the rustling sound of the rebels in the darkness as they continued to pass by, the girl holding the staff hurriedly ran out of the tent door, leaving only the last saluting figure left for the other party in place, and Duan Qing's quiet eyes looking at Ayina. Ignoring the surrounding movements, he slowly walked in front of the alien woman, and then squatted down under the gaze of the other party, the eyes that had been staring at the other party, and finally retreated in defeat under the woman's eyes as clear as a lake: "That ......"
"Do you know the city?"
The other shook his head.
"That'...... Do you recognize these things? β
Raising his hand and unfolding the white cloth with some ink stains in front of Aiyina, Duan Qing asked casually, "This is rubbed from some stone pillars in this city, do you ...... Belch. β
He looked at the strange light that gradually flashed in the woman's eyes, but the headache in his brain became bigger and bigger: "The Heraya Mountains are not close to us, and there is a large mountain range in the middle, and the things I was looking for before are not in this place now......
"You...... What was the song you sang before? β
He stared at the woman's reacting face, hoping that the other party would be able to say something under such a prompt, but the woman who was staring at the stone pillar pattern did not answer immediately, and the movement of her lips became more and more obvious: "I...... This one...... At...... Before......"
"Before?" Duan Qing pointed to the top of his head: "How long ago was it?" β
"Before...... Again...... Before...... "Ayina's eyes glowed with more and more obvious light: "Yes...... Very...... Long...... Before......"
"Good, good, keep the pace going."
Sensing the other party's increasingly obvious excitement and sluggish words, Duan Qing turned to press his hands: "That is to say...... These things should exist a long time ago, right? I'm glad to be able to confirm this from you, because I've seen these things on a high mountain somewhere...... Hmm, Falling Star Mountainβhave you ever heard of that name? β
"The most ...... Star...... Mountain? The woman who looked up blinked her eyes: "That's ...... What the? β
ββ¦β¦ Perhaps you have your own name among the Gais. So Duan Qing waved his hand a little helplessly: "That's it...... The mountain in that direction is not even as high as the clouds. β
"It'......"
Still didn't understand what Duan Qing said, but Aiyina reacted to the direction Duan Qing was pointing at: "...... Furdas"
"There's ...... Furdas, it's me...... We...... Everyone, want to ...... place. β
She gestured vigorously at something, but after a while, she lowered her head in a depressed expression: "I...... We...... Always wanted to go to ...... Furdas. β
ββ¦β¦ All right. Duan Qing, who had some understanding, turned to the ink rubbings in front of her: "What about these things?" β
"It's ...... Grede...... Target...... Writing. The woman, who was trying to bite the base of her tongue, stumbled and replied, "And ...... Vor, Morna, Norse......"
"Wait, you said the Norse?" Duan Qing suddenly amplified his voice: "What's wrong with them?" Do they have a connection to these things? β
"I ...... We ......"
As if she wanted to answer the other party's question, the woman with beautiful eyes kept opening her mouth, but the words she wanted to say were under the influence of the language barrier, and she didn't form any message that could be understood by Duan Qing for a long time. Pointing to the surroundings here and asking a few more questions, Duan Qing finally lost in the other party's nervous and helpless reaction, and while calming Aiyina's emotions, he slowly stood up: "Forget it, let's stop here today, anyway, I don't have much time......"
"I ......"
"It's okay, I know."
Pressing the other party's head again, Duan Qing pressed back the look of apology on Aiina's face: "Anyway, if you continue to stay here, I will let Xiao Yu'er protect you, since God has lost you to me, I think God must also have God's intention......"
"I may not be able to come to see you for a long time, you have to ...... Keep up studying well. He pointed to the notes on the ground and the white cloth printed with ink, and then made a smiling face at the woman: "When I get back......"
"I'm going to check your homework."
The blurred figure then disappeared between the movements he walked out, leaving the game world with the last explanation to Xiao Yu'er, and then after a period of transfer, he came to the test server that belonged to the Fool Adventure Group. All the members of the adventure group, including Mengzhu, were also practicing hard under a huge waterfall at this time, and the sound of the huge waterfall washing was also mixed with their wild shouts from time to time, Duan Qing, who had been looking at this scene for a while, then nodded slightly, and then clapped his hands in their direction: "Come here, come here." β
"It's almost time to get ready for the next game."
As several soaking wet players approached, he found a large rock by the waterfall and sat down: "The next battle is with ...... Hmm, the sword of justice, right? β
"I've already inquired about the guild that is nominally ranked fifth." The black corn smeared with lake water and sweat then threw the long knife in his hand to the ground: "Although they lost to the Demon Paradise, the rumors that have come out recently are not very good, but ...... We definitely don't take it lightly, right? β
"That's right!" Xiao Hongchen on the side patted his arched arm muscles: "What is the saying...... Emaciated camels are bigger than mules! β
"It's bigger than a horse." The evil young man who covered his face put on a weak look: "Just your IQ...... For the next starting lineup, let's continue to get rid of you. β
"Okay, don't make any noise, listen to Brother Qingshan talk well." The Thousand-Fingered Crane holding the Red Lotus Staff took the lead in striking a stick between the two people: "This time ......"
"Big Brother Aoyama is our teammate."
"That's right." With a grin, Black Corn turned to look at Duan Qing's face: "What's your opinion?" Or let's get a makeover at once? Tell us about it. β
"I can't talk about it, but there are a few ways." Duan Qing replied in a deep voice, "Considering that we don't know the rules of the game for the second game yet...... So I'll teach you some of it first. β
"Oh? Say it quickly, say it quickly. β
"It's better to do than to say."
With a wave of his hand, turning the waterfall scene in front of him into a large lifeless desert, Duan Qing turned his hand and pulled out his short sword: "Specific drill ......"
"Let me accompany you to complete it this time."