Illuminated by the crimson moon, the deserted streets of Zotland looked quiet in the night.

And in a house on the street, two people were sitting in a room staring wide-eyed.

But the difference between these two people is that one sits on a chair and the other sits on the ground.

There was silence in the room, Klein was startled by the sudden situation, and Gawain was a little confused by the brain.

Yes, he, a "weapon master" who is known for his body control ability, actually fell to the ground with no reflexes at all, and his head was buzzing.

Klein quickly came to his senses and got up to help Gawain up.

Gawain frowned, and was about to habitually complain when his afterglow swept to the night emblem that was glowing slightly.

At this moment, his emotional intelligence was successfully recharged.

He thought back to what he had just said, and at the moment he almost wanted to give himself two mouths.

His uncle, why can't I get rid of this problem of owing...... But I was just making an analogy just now, Gao Wen only felt that he was more wronged than Dou E.

What a European barbarian, who does not understand our Oriental language and art at all, Gawain slandered.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this sentence at all, otherwise it would not be as simple as just falling.

He sighed, and could only consider himself unlucky.

"What just happened?" Klein also noticed that something was wrong at this time and asked suspiciously.

"Ahem, what, the quality of this chair is not very good, it is all to blame on the landlord of this house, and the furniture given is all fake and shoddy products."

Gawain took a chair and sat down again, as if nothing had happened.

No matter how bad the quality of the chair is, it won't be shattered...... Crane glanced at the debris on the ground, feeling a little strange.

But he saw that Gawain just fell and it was no big deal, so he didn't continue to investigate.

He restarted the conversation and said:

"Mr. Anduin, you said that the traverser is like ......"

"Ahem, cough, this, just call me Gawain." Gawain quickly interrupted him, and then quickly changed the subject.

He quietly glanced at the Night Emblem on the table and explained:

"What I just meant was that when the traverser first came here, his behavior and temperament would be a little out of place with the people here.

"That's why I can see your identity, and I think that the traverser is somewhat special, and he won't die so easily."

Of course, Gawain was just using the results to deduce the process at this time, recognizing Klein's things for himself, and forcibly finding a reasonable explanation.

However, it can also be seen from the original book that those traversers do seem to be a bit maverick in the background of their respective eras.

may be due to the different cultural backgrounds, and the two people, Russell and Klein, are especially obvious in this regard.

"I see, I always thought I was part of this world." Klein said with a wry smile.

Now that it has been exposed, he didn't think about continuing to cover it up, let alone denying it.

This is mainly because Klein has not only been in contact with Gawain in the real world, but has also communicated with him in tarot meetings, and knows what kind of person the other party is.

Therefore, Klein has never deliberately guarded against Gawain, and he doesn't care too much about being exposed by him.

And he has actually always wanted to find a chance to talk to Gao Wen, but he has never found the right time before.

Now that he has spoken out, he has simply admitted it.

"By the way, do you know what happened to Leonard after I died?" Klein and Gawain clinked glasses and asked.

"I was going to go to Leonard to catch up, but I happened to see him being beaten.

"I went up and blocked it, but I was no match and could barely hold on, and finally let the man run.

"Leonard is a little injured, but it's not a big deal." Gawain replied.

"That man's name is Ince Zangwill." Crane said in a deep voice as he held his glass.

"I know, you traitors to the Night Church, you come to steal things for your life." Gao Wenyun said lightly.

Crane took a sip of wine in a bit of depression, he felt very upset, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"Anyway, why do you keep using the name Anduin? Just for fun? He asked, curiously.

"To play." Gawain replied.

He saw that Klein was still a little puzzled, so he explained:

"You know, I'm a warrior.

"But I haven't been here for long, so how do you know what a warrior is? There is no will to fight.

"So I let myself appear as Anduin, digesting potions through autosuggestion."

Gawain took a sip of wine, moistened his throat and said:

"Every time people call me Anduin, it's a reminder to me that I'm playing.

"But because I know very well in my subconscious that Anduin is not from this world at all.

"So, this has brought me to a state where I can both play and withdraw, and I won't be confused about my identity and who I am."

Klein all the thoughts said:

"It's a clever way to do it, and the core of the acting method is to remember that you're just playing."

Of course ingenious, this was originally inspired by your approach, Gawain said to himself.

"But then again, Varian should be a little more in tune, right?" Klein asked curiously.

"One reason is that after all, King Wa died in battle, and this metaphysical matter should still be taboo.

"The other is the warrior path here, which is actually more similar to the paladin, so that's why I used the Anduin image." Gawain explained.

"Oh, that's ......," Crane nodded, thinking of the names of the sequences in the warrior path.

But then he remembered another question and asked:

"But isn't Anduin a priest?"

"Heh, he's wearing plate armor and holding a two-handed sword, of course a paladin." Gawain glanced at Klein with contempt and said with a sneer.

Klein frowned, feeling a nameless fire in his heart, and he retorted bluntly:

"Even if he pierces plate armor with a two-handed sword, he is still a priest!"

"It's a paladin!" Gawain knocked on the table and emphasized angrily.

"It's the priest!" Klein was also angry, stood up and slapped the table and said angrily.

"Paladin!"

"Pastor!"

The two glared at each other, and after a while, the anger on Gawain's face melted.

He chuckled and said:

"How are you feeling now?"

"What?" Crane asked, a little curiously.

"I mean, your mood, don't you feel better?" Gawain asked with a smile as he shook his glass.

Hearing him say this, Klein found that after this quarrel, his negative emotions such as confusion and depression caused by his resurrection were swept away, and the whole person became much calmer.