Both the training room and the arena are only available in single-player mode, which is suitable for a loner like Dreis.

And the dungeons are for those who are used to appearing in groups.

In addition to the aristocrats who came and went, there were also some real small groups.

Like the fraternity we mentioned earlier.

There is one thing that Mu Yan still doesn't know, that is, the founder of the Brotherhood is not actually Desmond Miles, but his acquaintance, His Royal Highness Fellow, the Third Prince.

The reason why Philo founded the Brotherhood was to accumulate strength in secret, to put it in layman's terms, was that he was afraid of death and wanted to protect himself.

Lawrence II is not yet sixty years old this year, and it is foreseeable that with the help of the mages, he will live for at least another thirty years.

This is not a short period of time, thirty years is enough for a newly-landed baby to become a sound-minded adult, and of course it is enough for an adult to have frost on his temples and be over half a hundred years old.

Although the heir of the Jialan Empire is actually not as bluffing as this name sounds, after all, he is the master of a huge empire, and this honor alone is enough to make many people lose their minds, not to mention that the long fermentation period of thirty years is enough to make many people lose their original patience, or gradually lose their humanity.

Naturally, Philo wasn't one of them, and he wasn't even interested in the throne at all.

- But I am afraid that no one will believe these words, and if you ask yourself, he himself will not be either.

When Fello was five years old, the maid who took care of him in the bath planned to drown him in the bath. But since he was a child, Philo had a unique ability to detect the excessive attention of others to him - which is why he was able to detect Mu Yan observing himself at the dinner party.

Although he didn't understand why the valet was so concerned about him, the young Philo instinctively felt bad, so he quietly grabbed a bar of soap before entering the bathroom.

When the maid tries to implement the plan, he throws the soap at the other person's feet in the struggle, causing her to fall, and he takes the opportunity to run out and call for help.

Later, the maid was secretly executed, and nothing happened except that he had been sick for a month because of a cold, and no one in the palace knew about it, or no one who knew about it.

It was then that Fello understood his environment, and he became insecure, determined to become an assassin with shadows from an early age.

His idea was simple, it was the profession that was furthest away from death other than mages - as a prince, he didn't have to risk his life, and the people who knew the Assassins best were the Assassins themselves.

But this alone is not enough, he wants to control the shadows, so he formed an organization called the Brotherhood in advance, co-opted the top students of the Scout Department, and slowly infiltrated his own power.

Among them was Desmond Miles, the son of Lord Wade.

Recently, he has been very close to Derees, and his purpose is self-evident.

But gradually, Philo seemed to understand one thing, that is, the more he came into contact with this guy, the more he knew that this was not someone he could recruit.

He is a person who is good at using his brain, has his own ideas, and has his own opinions. And most importantly, at some point, such people will stubbornly stick to their own creeds instead of following other people's orders.

But what he wants is to be able to surrender to his subordinates, not such a slightly troublesome guy, so it is enough for the two to be friends.

As for the other guy who came into contact not long ago......

Mu Yan......

To be honest, he hasn't seen what kind of person he is until now, but the more he comes into contact with him, the more frightened he feels.

That's right, it's fear.

- That fear of the unknown.

The other party is obviously the same age as himself, and his origin is clearly written on the paper like that, and the wonderful life is like a legend...... But he just shuddered, as if these words had been carefully fabricated in order to cover up something......

Therefore, let alone solicitation, Philo is not even willing to have a deep friendship with him.

But then again, although he didn't attend the seminar, he was quite interested in it after being relayed the whole process, so he rushed to the first place, and after tasting the training ground and the arena respectively, he took his own people into the dungeon.

He was looking forward to what this product that had cost Mu Yan the most effort was.

"Huh? You can still choose freely? ”

Three lines of vanity appeared in front of Fellowo, from top to bottom, "Nightshade Wraith Flower", "Scorching Mine", and "Loranis Monastery".

Place your finger on any of them, and a general description and difficulty of the dungeon will appear behind it, as well as the number of people officially recommended by the Moon Workshop and the expected point rewards.

For example, "Night Town Resentful Soul Flower", according to the number of people, the final reward is also different, two people can get the highest score of 100, the more people the lower the score, the lowest is only 90. But when the number of people reaches 40, it will uncharacteristically recover 100 points.

The recommended number of people is 15, which is similar to the configuration of a normal small mercenary group.

As for the difficulty, referring to the difficulty gradient of the mercenary union "Black Water Rat", "Great Lynx", "Golden Snake", and "Bloodclaw Tiger", "Night Town Resentful Soul Flower" belongs to the third echelon, that is, the difficulty of the Golden Thread Snake.

This corresponds to a Tempest-class Assassin, or a Swordsman and a Red-robed Mage of the Thoryin rank, which is the level at which a mage student can graduate from Jialan.

Philo picked the first one.

He didn't care about the difficulty and points, but the number of people he brought this time was exactly fifteen, and the other two dungeons suggested that the more people the better.

"Please invite your companions, or enter alone."

It's still that glutinous female voice, and every time he hears this, he thinks of Shireen.

I don't know what that girl is doing now, has the things she worked so hard to write handed over to the Youyue Workshop......

It should be handed over, he suddenly remembered the strange look in the doorman's eyes when he came in the past few days, and the inexplicable encouragement.

"Your Highness will win next time!"

What's all this inexplicable......

Shaking his head and shaking off his thoughts, Philo gradually narrowed down the scope of his screening according to his subjects and classes, and finally selected them after entering the passwords of several people.

This code is set by the nameplate holder himself, and only the student number starting from 1 can be seen through the screening system, not the real information, and a special code must be used to select a specific individual. This is also designed to prevent people from using the system to look at others with their eyes.

"Companion confirmed, please enter the game warehouse."

"Game Warehouse...... The name is really chic. ”

Philo smiled and lay down in the coffin-like thing, which was a must to experience the "full immersion mode".

There's no doubt that this is someone's bad taste.

After lying down, Philo quickly fell into a light sleep.

When he awoke, he found himself at the entrance to a town with a beautiful view.

Looking around, the other fourteen people who had agreed with him also stood in their own places, and woke up from their sleep one after another

The crowd was still wearing the uniforms of the Academy.

"It's true......"

Philo muttered to himself. Although he was not a mage, Mr. Bednar had taught him a lot about spells, and naturally understood that the so-called "total immersion" was just a large illusion.

But he never thought that illusion could be so real and stable.

In general, illusions are very magical, even blurry, and often fluctuate violently, because the content of illusions comes from the heart of the recipient, and it is very susceptible to emotional influences.

And the flowers and trees in front of you, the rocks and dirt under your feet, and the breeze in your ears are all so stable, not to mention that there are others around.

"It's all here." He began to count the number of people.

"It's all here."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Philo nodded, "So, let's go in and have a look." ”

Because it's the first time to experience, it's still a little unclear, but since it's clear that it's a process commissioned by mercenaries, there must be a specific task.

He decided to go to the town in front of him and ask.

As soon as a dozen people dressed in fancy clothes stepped into the town, they attracted the onlookers of the townspeople. Soon, the mayor of the town, Simon Knight, rushed over with several henchmen and guards, his face solemn.

"How many are ......"

Fei Luo thought about it, and remembered that there was no place name such as Night Town on the territory of the Jialan Empire, and several of them lacked experience in traveling far, so he replied: "Hello, we are a mercenary group from Jialan, I heard that here-"

"What? Jialan? ”

Before he finished speaking, Mayor Simon was like a great enemy, and several people behind him were also full of nervousness.

"Jialan's people, why did they appear in the territory of Morning Star? Are you the spikes of your neighbors? ”

As soon as these words came out, the form suddenly became tense.

The young captain of the guard behind Simon whistled instantly, and the people of the town fled in a hurry, and the bell to call the guards was heard not far away.

"...... in the Morning Star?"

Philo was dumbfounded, but before he could reply, a spear stabbed in front of him.

"Jialanren! Death! ”

A radical guard rushed up.

Since Jialan's separation from Morning Star more than 700 years ago, the two countries have always maintained hostile relations on the surface. But in the past so long, this kind of "stalemate" has gradually become a shelf that Morning Star can't put down, and Jialan people also know this, so the two sides maintain an indescribable tacit understanding, cooperation and cooperation, hatred and hatred, and the relationship can be delicate.

It's just that this tacit understanding is not understood by everyone, and the more remote and backward the Morning Star area, the deeper the prejudice against the Jialan people.

Seeing someone committing murder, Philo wanted to laugh.

As a top student in the scout department, a person who can make a genius assassin like Desmond feel at ease, how could Ferlow not have two brushes under his hands.

In the face of this seemingly menacing, but actually weak spear, he then flicked and flew away.

If Mu Yan is here, he must complain about 12 points of strength, facing the militia with an average attribute of 7 points, it is really a unilateral hanging.

This attack and block seemed to have lit the fuse, and when Fello's subordinates saw that someone was making a move on His Royal Highness, they suddenly couldn't sit still, and without his command, the top student of the scout department jumped out, and after a few rounds, Simon's side fell to the ground.

They also knew the sense of proportion, and did not cause substantial harm, but only incapacitated them.

"This illusion is so realistic......"

Fellowo sighed as he looked at the man who fell to the ground and groaned, and then turned to Simon.

But the latter's face was horizontal, and he put on an expression of looking at death as if he were at home.

"Damn the Jialan! You will be punished! ”

"What a patriotic fellow...... "Fello smiled, dagger slapping him in the face.

"Listen, I can peel your skin intact, and you're definitely still alive in the process. Then roll your whole body with salt, and live in hot oil for a while, and the tender meat will be scalded to brown yellow, how about making a pair of armor that is charred on the outside and tender on the inside? ”

As an ordinary mayor of a remote area with only the title of knight, Simon was immediately frightened to the point that his legs were weak, but he still gritted his teeth.

"You, you, you cruel executioners! What are you going to do! ”

Hah, this tone is soft?

Philo smiled, "Actually, I don't know. ”

"What? This ......"

"You let me think about it." Philo tapped his forehead and muttered for a moment, "Yes, what about us, we just met a guy and made a deal with him to solve the problems in your town - but is it unreasonable for me to rush into action before I can ask what is wrong with the town?" ”

"The problem? Aren't you the problem! Simon said angrily, but halfway through speaking, his face changed abruptly, and he said to himself nervously: "I know, I know!" It's that monster! It's that monster! ”

"What monster?"

"Monster flowers on the outskirts of town!"

"Is it strong?"

"Very strong, very strong, you guys, you are possible...... No, you must not be him...... Its opponents! Simon suddenly reassured: "You are not its opponents, this is its conspiracy!" Let go of me! Otherwise, you will be punished! ”

Philo and his subordinates looked at each other and nodded.

It should be that.

"Take us to it."

Simon didn't dare to refute, but the moment he lowered his head, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

……

Half an hour later, Simon appeared in the woods on the outskirts of town.

As he stepped into the deep forest, Fello was keenly aware of what seemed to be the remnants of the battle around him.

The trunk was covered with sword scars and blackened blood clots, and as the group went deeper, these marks grew.

Several of them were from the scout department, so naturally they would not notice this, so they gradually slowed down, and dispersed, and escorted Simon and his men to the front.

Gradually, a burst of floral fragrance wafted by, and in the distance were the brilliant blooming hibiscus flowers, one by one like elves among the green grass.

More than ten meters closer to the edge of the flowerbed, Simon suddenly stopped.

He knew that the front was hidden, and there was no hole below, where did he dare to continue to move forward, so he simply turned around and said, "How many ...... It's just ahead, I ...... I'm too weak to walk with you......"

He tried his best to put on a cowardly posture, which was very humble and funny.

Philo looked at him and smiled.

This illusion-generated human is funny, greedy, timid, and cunning.

Truth be told, he both hates and likes them.

Cleverness and stupidity are sometimes equated, and this kind of face is really begging, but it is their stupidity and cleverness that make the so-called great wisdom seem necessary. If it weren't for them, what would he use to alert himself?

Fello didn't like to be cold-blooded, and even though Mr. Bednar had repeatedly told him that people without any ties were flawless, he didn't want to.

Every time he disregarded a life, he felt that he was one step away from Shirin, and he was afraid that he would be further and further away from her, until one day he lost her completely.

So even if it was an illusion, the person in front of him was just an illusion generated by a spell or formation, and he didn't want to do that.

But I had to do it.

He stepped forward and grabbed Simon by the neck and drew his dagger as he looked horrified.

"Alas......"

Fellowo sighed.

"If you can be honest...... How nice would that be......"

The tip of the dagger gently cut a slit in Simon's throat, and blood spurted out.

Philo threw it away, and the corpse was thrown into the nursery like a rag doll.

In an instant, countless vines rose from the sea of flowers, staggering to completely pierce Simon, and then tear it to pieces. A cloud of blood mist burst through the air, and strands of blood slid down the vines, quickly seeping into the flower beds and vanishing.

Fello's eyes became solemn.

"Prepare for battle, this is a tough guy."

"Yes!"

The group cheered up after a long absence.

At this time, the vines that had been soaked in blood suddenly became violent, and the soil under the feet of several people was faintly shaking.

"The situation...... Doesn't seem right? Get out of the way!! ”

Desmond exclaimed, almost subconsciously pounced on Fello.

But it's too late.

The edge of the flowerbed expanded outward at least tenfold, and almost a small area of forest was encompassed in it, and the place where a dozen people were standing was instantly overwhelmed by the overwhelming vines, like an ocean. Even though Desmond moved quickly, he still couldn't save Fello, and the two were penetrated almost at the same time.

Everyone's eyes went black, and then they were sent out of the copy.

When Philo opened his eyes, he found himself drenched in sweat and his back was completely soaked.

At this time, the soft female voice and Turing's "Requiem" still echoed in his ears.

"You've just brushed shoulders with death, praise Mia......"