1051 Night Feast
"Are all the preparations done?"
At the same moment, in the alley next to a square on the other side of the castle of Thebilisi, the fishman, who had just returned from an outing, removed the large shield behind his back with a tired face, and asked the other subordinates gathered around him: "How is the docking going?" β
"It's done, President." The Scarlet Sword Saint, who seemed to be in charge of the local situation, hurriedly stepped forward and reported: "The Duke's people will soon transport this shipment away, and the money has been transferred to our account. β
"Take out some of it and treat it to the brothers below, you and they have done a lot of work." Waving his hand casually, the Fish Man let out a heavy breath: "I thought it might be a bit of a waste to seconded a team of people, but now I look at it...... The situation seems to be just right. β
"Thank you, boss, for the compliment." The mustachioed thief replied without humility or arrogance, "Although our abilities are not as good as those of the big brother Mouse, we will still do our best." β
"Don't mention that coward, that guy is very depressed right now."
As if remembering some unpleasant past, the fishman who walked towards the tavern waved his hand vigorously: "Fortunately, everything that happened in Tanzanian City turned out to be pretty good, otherwise...... Even Lao Tzu can't protect him. β
"It's all because the enemy is too strong, and there are too many accidents and interference factors." A subtle flash of pleasure flashed in his eyes, and the bearded thief named the Scarlet Sword Saint replied in a low voice, "We have done our best. β
"Anyway, it's all the tasks assigned by the above, let's just take the money to do things." Shaking his head slightly, the big shield warrior looked up at the sky that had begun to fall into the night: "Unplanned means of competition, we can use everything, in order to win a new path that does not belong to us, Lao Tzu can be regarded as desperate for his life......"
"This time, it shouldn't have much impact on us, right?" The Scarlet Sword Saint cautiously asked, "Could it be that there will be any terrible opponents who can't make trouble halfway?" β
"The relationship has already been settled, and all that remains is to close the net."
The crowd led by him gradually disappeared into the "Flame Ranch", and the whispers belonging to the Fishman were gradually drowned out by the noise from inside the tavern: "According to the above, the power of that Duke is not easily comparable to everyone here. β
"At least that Date family doesn't have any capital to fight against." Speaking of this, he grinned and showed a cruel smile: "What's more, it's that wine bag and rice bag...... Don't worry, there won't be any trouble coming to your door this time. β
"The rest of the matter is secrecy, the city guards, Captain Raxia, the Noxus Chamber of Commerce - just shut the mouths of those unrelated people......"
"That's right, those newcomers! They're not going to have any problems, right? β
It seemed that they were already regular visitors here, and the team led by a few people gradually separated the crowd of people passing by: "I remember that captain of theirs is called Exile War Song?" β
"I asked them about the origin of the people with a toothbrush, and they seem to be members of a group of flame drakes who were later excluded for various reasons and took refuge in our name."
"Is that where it came from?" The footsteps stopped in front of the bar, and at the same time stopped, the eyes of the fish man who squinted at him: "Is there a possibility of undercover?" β
"It's a possibility, but it's very low." The Scarlet Sword Saint replied in a low voice: "Players in the free world need to be registered when they change their party, and we can also check their entry and exit records, and among the people we left in Kalo Village, there are also people who have mentioned their activities......"
"Karlo Village?"
Stopping his fingers to order a glass of wine, the loose expression of the Touching Fish Man finally became serious: "Where was the disc born?" β
ββ¦β¦ Yes. The mustachioed thief lowered his head slightly: "And the time when they set up their number seems to be the same time as the time when you took the people to that village...... What's the matter, President? Do you know any of these people? β
"Damn."
The expression in the eyes of his subordinates became more and more severe, and the fishman, who bit out these two words hard, slapped the wine list in his hand on the table: "It can't be that group of guys, right?" The rookie squad we met in the jungle of Gemenan? β
"The squad? That squad refers to ......"
"Where are they now?"
The heavy armor clanged with the sudden movement of the armor, and the Great Shield Warrior, who interrupted the thief's words, turned around and rushed in the direction of the tavern door where he came: "Is it still the headquarters of the rudder?" β
"That's right, I didn't give them any new tasks, I just kept them on standby over there, so...... Be careful! β
A dull crash then appeared in the darkness of the night outside the tavern door, accompanied by the sight of two players who had just staggered together and the fishman who turned back and was talking to the thief, but unlike what everyone imagined, it was not the slender looking woman who fell, but the big shield warrior who kicked back three steps back: "Which one doesn't have long eyes-"
Under the gaze of the drinkers inside and outside the tavern, the fishman who was supported by many subordinates in the crowd suddenly stopped what he wanted to shout, and he looked fixedly at the blue-haired female swordsman who appeared in front of him, who was covered in light armor and had a very hot body, and only after a while did he grit his teeth and read out the ID on the other party's head: "Whispering." β
"I didn't expect to meet a prosperous president like you as soon as I went online."
Walking into the door of the tavern with one hand on his hips, the whisper who was standing by the door also showed a strange smile: "Why, are we so familiar now that we can even skip greetings?" β
"The familiarity between us is not caused by friendship, so we don't have to say hello or something." Pressing the blood-red sword saint who wanted to rush forward behind him, the eyes of the fishman looking at the other party were also full of provocation: "Don't think that we are really afraid of you, Valkyrie of the Free City." No matter how good you are, you're just one person now. β
"I wanted to talk to you about it, but it seems that I was exempt." Carefully patting the surface of his white women's chest armor, the whisper turned to a contemptuous look: "Do you follow the procedure or come directly?" β
ββ¦β¦ I went outside today to kill for a day, and now I am not in the mood. His eyes swayed back and forth with his mood swaying from side to side for a long time, and the fishman who stood up finally put away his provocative expression: "If you have the ability, you will come back tomorrow, Lao Tzu can abuse you with any hand!" β
"Hmph, I really dare to say it." Looking around at the beast and bird tribe players behind the other party who were also beginning to grin, he hugged his arms in a whisper: "Isn't it that I've been raising for a long time recently, so I forgot the scar and the pain?" β
"Well, I don't have time to play with you anymore anyway."
Her hand pressed on the hilt of her sword, and then she released it again as if she remembered something, and her body, which had already become the focus of the conflict, slowly withdrew from the confines of the tavern door, and gradually disappeared into the night of the castle of Thebilisi: "Of course, if you continue to run up and provoke, I don't mind wasting a little time on you. β
"It's up to youβhehe, I've rarely been so generous." In the dark night, when she stepped into the square, she walked towards the shadows that were beyond everyone's sight: "Of course, whether I will be in the mood as much as I was just now, then I dare not guarantee." β
"Boss, should we ββ??"
"Don't be stupid."
Looking at a hand that had been cut downward in the distance of the square facing the door, the fishman who was standing in place hurriedly pulled the blood-red sword saint back to the place: "It's enough to be a hero on the lips, we may not be able to take advantage of the real fight, didn't you see the collision just now?" Lao Tzu did his best to add some weighted armor, and in the end, he didn't even hit the frontal body impact......"
"But, but there's a chance she'd heard it."
"I heard it, I heard it."
A look of uncertainty flashed in his eyes, and the great shield warrior who waved off the thieves said in a low voice: "No wonder the rats have eaten deflated in Tanzanian City, this level of opponent is indeed not something that a person of our level can handle, if she and the team behind her really know something......"
"Go tell the brethren to get ready." He picked up his big shield and pointed to the top of his head: "Plan ahead, try to be as quick as possible, deal with their affairs-"
"I'll figure it out."
The footsteps that gradually dispersed followed the crowd of people in the square and scattered around, completely dispersing the night banquet that was originally scheduled to be held in the tavern, and the blue-haired female swordswoman who had already left this place naturally did not care about what was happening here, and the figure with her back to the square quickly disappeared into the streets and alleys closer to the central castle. Crossing two familiar blocks again, through layers of darkness, she finally walked in front of the noble tavern called the Sword of Bloom, and then met Duan Qing who went out to greet her in the eyes of the imperial nobles who occasionally came and went in this place: "The Beast and Bird Alliance is really planning something in secret, and most of them will be used as guns in exile war songs." β
"Since the Fishman has also appeared here, there must be something worth planning here." Taking the other party's outstretched arm, Duan Qing also showed a helpless smile: "It's just that I didn't expect that this news would be brought back by you first." β
"Am I your lucky star?" A smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he raised his arm elegantly as he walked up the steps following Duan Qing's movements: "Did it bring you good news as soon as I came back?" β
"If that's good news."
Shaking his head, Duan Qing, who also had a smile on his face, walked into the tavern towards the door pushed open by the two waiters: "How are things going outside?" β
"The compromise has been reached by all parties, and the next step is to encourage the coalition to discuss it."
Walking into the tavern side by side like a VIP, the blue-haired female swordsman answered Duan Qing's question without squinting: "In order to complete this before the end of the year, I sold my worth seventy-seven eighty-eight." β
"As long as you don't sell yourself." Duan Qing shook his head and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I will be very sad." β
"Really? I think you're doing a good job in the game. β
Walking slowly forward with the gaze of the imperial nobles in the tavern, the face of the whispering still maintained the ladylike smile it deserved: "Not only is the adventurous life colorful, but there are so many beautiful girls to accompany you...... I heard you met that Thousand-Fingered Crane again? β
"I don't know why she came to this castle, but it's not like we found her on our own initiative." Stretched out his hand and waved away the waiter next to him who wanted to hand over the wine, Duan Qing's expression, who was still holding his arm with a whispering voice, also stiffened a little: "And that guy's temperament has changed even more than Ling Bing...... Is it because of that too? β
"If you know, it's good."
The arms tightened involuntarily, and the whisper that walked gracefully like a pair of young nobles finally tilted his head: "Of the people who got along with you very closely in the past, I am probably the only one who doesn't believe that you are dead. β
"It's not because you know me best." Duan Qing also tilted his head: "Running to the empire has not escaped your eyes." β
"Luck is also part of strength, and I have to endure it if I am unhappy." Yu Liuyu twisted his nose disdainfully: "And even so, I am now the farthest person from you in reality." β
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"It's just that you don't want to see me, even when I'm running around on such a cold day, no one cares about me."
Faced with Duan Qing's reaction to be silent again, Yu Liuyu unconsciously put on a sad look: "Alas, sure enough, this year's winter is extremely cold." β
"Maybe it has something to do with the weather in the game right now, which gives me a little bit of an illusion." Scratching his head, Duan Qing then showed an embarrassed look: "Since it's so cold, let's wear a few more coats." β
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The rectangular wine table was getting closer and closer to the two of them, but the pace that belonged to the whispering suddenly stopped, and Duan Qing, who noticed the sluggishness, then retracted his steps forward, and looked at the side face of the temporary female companion with inexplicable eyes: "What's wrong?" β
ββ¦β¦ No, nothing. β
Hurriedly shook his head, and regained his elegance and composure again as quickly as he could: "Let's go." β
"That anxious employer has been waiting for us for a long time."
She nodded forward as she whispered to Volavos and another middle-aged nobleman who were sitting across from the square wine table.