Chapter 378: I must win
"If the whole hunting ground is a huge sand table, we in it, the other hunters, all the monsters and beasts in it, are all ants on the sand table. www.biquge.info The aristocratic boy in crimson armor squatted on the ground very unvividly, listening to the seniors and companions around him who were not much older than him, "Even if the activities of each creature seem random and irregular, it is only because we do not observe from a higher perspective. β
"I understand that the trick is 'information', and if you know the movements of more people and monsters, you will naturally be able to analyze the location of the ruins." The aristocratic boy wiped the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, "But I still don't like your analogy of ants - what awaits us in the shipwreck is not a crumb of bread, but a lost technology that can keep the entire kingdom of Scarlet prosperous for ten or even decades, no matter what standpoint, you and I should maintain some respect." β
"As the concubine of the royal family, while discussing such a topic, I wiped my nose with the back of my hand, and I didn't know how to be ashamed." The young man who was traveling with him finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. The young man was about twenty-four or five years old, with a short head that was common in the military, and his eyebrows and eyes could not hide the sharpness that had been polished in the army, but he was wearing a standard iron-gray hunting suit, and the two-star hunter badge on his chest was shining, but he was like an out-and-out hunter.
The prince subconsciously hid his hand behind him and wiped it on the soft soil, but the back of his hand became even dirtier. He had no choice but to stretch out his hand with an aggrieved face, and took a handkerchief under the helpless gaze of his seniors: "But such a big fog, and we have cut off contact with the base camp, where do we have any other sources of intelligence?" If the creatures in the swamp are really ants, then we are probably a group of solitary ants trapped on the mound. β
The day before the base camp defensive battle, under the swamp exclusion that stormed the entire outpost defense line, Camp 3 finally defended - with the royal descendant in the team, even if it was a little contrary to the spirit of the game, the strength of this team was far superior to that of ordinary outpost teams under the scruples and influence of all parties. Just Wang Li's hunting group, under the banner of "exchange and competition", was actually the prince's personal soldiers who accompanied the competition, and nearly twenty people came, and they all followed the lord without any suspense.
"These people ......" the young man pointed with his empty hand, and the dozen or so hunters around him suddenly froze under his gaze, and stood up as straight as possible, "They are all experts, even if there is a worse environment than here, I believe they can find useful information, you just need to wait quietly for the results." β
"But I'm worried that we don't have much time left." The prince frowned, and lowered his voice, "I don't understand, why should this operation cooperate with the dealers, their people are not clean, and there were already signs of abandoning us to find the whereabouts of the ruins on our own a few days ago. Today, they may have been several steps ahead of us, and the entire royal family made a wedding dress for a small northern family, and it would be detrimental to the reputation of the royal family. β
The young man shook his head secretly, the prince's vision was still a little shallow, if the ruins were taken first, the royal family would be damaged more than just face. In fact, he had privately tried to contact the dealer's people, but neither the airship nor the exploration team had responded to the pre-agreed summons, which in itself meant something.
But in front of this younger brother-like prince, the hidden worries of the young man's heart are not easy to express. The royal family took great pains to send him with him, not to make the scarlet prince frown a few more times: "Everything in the kingdom belongs to the royal family, and this is just an empty phrase in the end. We have a delicate relationship with the Hunters' Guild now, and they will never give up such an important relic as this. Under the guise of a challenge festival, it is to eliminate the possibility of interference by other forces. That's why we need a family like a dealer to respond. β
Now that the hunting grounds designated by the Challenge Festival are in a state of emptiness, even the royal family cannot ignore the "reasonable demands made by the Hunters' Guild to ensure the smooth running of the game". They need a force that can be controlled, and who can bypass the Hunters' Guild's monitoring and bring the airship into the arena. Of these two conditions, the latter is significantly more important than the former.
"Anyway, I don't like the guy sent by the dealer." The prince muttered, "No matter how you look at it, you look like a fool who can only fight and kill." β
"You can only tell me that." The two-star hunter smiled, "At least until we see the ruins, we all need the friendship of the dealer. And ......" The young man looked at the prince's figure with one side of his eyes.
"I know, in front of outsiders, I will look like a king." The young man in scarlet clothes pursed his mouth high, "But Aemon, I don't like it when you look at me like this. β
The two-star hunter retracted his gaze without a trace: "It's so noisy over there, what's going on?" β
A commotion came from afar, and in a few moments, a visitor with his arms cut upside down was brutally presented to the prince under the escort of the sentry hunter.
"Lord, this guy has been following us all the way, what are we going to do with him?" An attendant asked.
The little prince stood up gracefully, not in the slightest embarrassed by the sight of his squatting posture. His face was solemn, and his gaze slowly swept over the visitor.
In all fairness, if it weren't for the one-star hunter badge he was wearing, the boy would never have associated him with the profession of "hunter". His body is extremely short, but he is also very fat, and he wears a standard hunting costume as if it has been hand-remade. He was about thirty years old, but the wrinkles on his face gave the impression of far exceeding his age, and the strange man's face was especially stained with grass clippings from lurking, and his small eyes were squinted, and he was not very nervous when he was allowed to be fiddled with by his attendants in a kneeling position, and the sweat on his face was clearly caused by excitement.
"Who are you?" The young man in scarlet armor asked with a fierce look in his eyes.
"This armor...... You are indeed His Royal Highness the Prince! The fat hunter looked up and made a mistake, and actually laughed to himself, "Haha, sure enough, my guess can't be wrong!" β
"Boom!" Before the fat man could finish laughing, an attendant kicked him in the thigh and shook him on the ground three times with his entire body tumbler, "The Lord is asking, you'd better be respectful!" β
"Excuse me, aha...... I was indeed a little excited...... "I was kicked firmly, but the fat man was not angry, but still smiled and replied. He had rules in his mouth, but his eyes were looking at the prince unscrupulously, as if he was looking at the fat prey that was about to arrive, and he looked at the young man with goosebumps, "Your Highness shouldn't know a little person like me, you can call me ......"
"Orson, a spineless idiot." Aemon interjected, "Of course we know you, let's say, which force sent you?" β
"Forces? No, no......" Orson shook his head repeatedly, "I don't listen to anyone, and I have no interest in the ruins and treasures you want to findβI just know that if you follow, you're going to win the Challenge, right?" β