The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The topic of the night is finally over, it is not a good time, but it is not unhappy.

Rarely, the female elf was silent for a long time on the way to send her back.

I walked side by side with her quietly, but her pace was very slow, it took about twice as long as usual to send her home.

The masked female elf turned around and faced me for a long time, and suddenly muttered: "What you said...is it true?"

"Huh? Which one?" I was a little puzzled, looking blank.

"Nothing" she laughed suddenly, with a nice voice, and then jumped, fell two meters away like a butterfly, turned around again, and said to me: "Okay, I'm going back~"

I nodded and waved my hand. Seeing her jumped into the darkness again, I turned around and went home.

This night, I can't say that I was tossing and turning, and it was difficult to sleep, but I was always thinking of something in my heart.

The organization of the masked female elves was kicked out of the Second Young Master's plan. This was invisible, and it was a kind of obstruction to my progress.

Although on the surface I am like the past, I don’t know what I have in my heart. The current situation is not the same as in the past. Many forces such as the young master and the second young master are accumulating energy all the time to plan a conspiracy or a tragic coup.

Those of us who are in it must either find a way to get out of the world in the shortest possible time, or find a way to gather a backbone that can take root in this turbulence in a short time.

Seriously, these two points are not easy.

As the saying goes: homeland is hard to leave.

Phoenix and Barbara have unspeakable familiarity and intimacy with this land. It is very difficult for them to decide from the heart to leave here.

As for cultivating the backbone, this is not an easy task, and it requires the double test of time and money.

However, now, time is pressing, money is not much, turbulent flow is just about to move, the only thing that can be done is the same method over and over again-upgrade and strengthen oneself.

Since there is no way to cultivate your own combat power in a short period of time, you can only do this, and then find a way to unite all guilds that want to take root in the turbulence and refuse to yield to any force.

It is not difficult to find such a guild, and it is even everywhere, but there are not many that really meet my union standards.

In fact, my standard is not too strict, but the conditions are somewhat limited: first, it must be a guild configuration of medium size or above. Of course, if the small guild is full of superb elites, it’s not a bad idea; second, the president and his guild members We must stand firm, and we must not be the reeds on the wall falling with the wind; in the end, we must be prepared to sacrifice at any time, because once the turbulence arises, no organization can make a big reshuffle.

At present, the only guild that really meets these points is Harold.

It seems that it is necessary to talk to him in detail.

Early the next morning, after eating, I left everyone and went straight to the dungeon to hunt monsters.

The ghost face spider that has been brushing for almost all morning, and Harold and others have not been seen, thinking: Is there anything he can do today?

Thinking about it, Harold led a large group of people, hurried over, and greeted me from a distance.

I quipped him: "It's late enough today."

"It's a bit late." He wiped his sweat, and said: "Today the defensive team has a new appointment. Someone replaces Clark as the captain of the defensive team. I, the captain, will always go over and give him titles."

"Hey, it's rare. You are the captain of the defensive team. Shouldn't you choose and select the positions of the members of the defensive team? When is it your turn to be appointed for you?"

"It seems that you are confusing my duties and authority" Harold said: "I am the captain of the defensive, but I do not have the right to appoint the captain, only the ordinary captain, the appointment of my position. The power to appoint the captain and the squadron is all appointed by the city lord himself by issuing an appointment letter.

"Oh, that's the case. I thought you were the biggest official when you co-authored. So you are just a puppet from the city lord giving orders."

I spread my hands and expressed disappointment.

He coughed twice and said, "It can't be considered a puppet. It's just that some necessary orders still need to be obeyed. But most of the time, I still stick to my own position to do things."

"By the way, who is the newly appointed person? What's his name? Wouldn't it be from the Second Young Master's Party again?"

"You guessed it" Harold sighed: "The new captain is really the second young master. He looks very brave and his name is very distinctive. He is called Shan Yong."

puff!

I almost sprayed out, Shan Yong? Is it Shan Yong? The change will not be the same name...

So I asked him about his characteristics and appearance.

Harold looked at me suspiciously: "What do you ask these for?"

I sighed and said sadly: "Of course I have to ask clearly. I have always been at odds with the captain, especially the captain of the Second Young Master. It is almost a fight at a time. In order to avoid disputes, I must first find out about him. After seeing the characteristics and appearance from a distance, I walked around directly, which saved a lot of trouble."

Harold thought for a while, and said, "Well, you really don't deal with the second young master's men. That's fine, then I'll tell you, it's no secret anyway."

Then, he described the characteristics of the new captain named Shan Yong to the outside.

I felt as if hundreds of grass-mud horses were running wildly and out of shock: It was really Shan Yong!

In other words, only a few days after the Second Young Master’s attention did you play such an important role? Is this two young master no one? Or is it that Shan Yong's performance is so good and outstanding that he has received special attention?

After thinking about it, the probability of the first possibility is not high. In other words, Shan Yong must have done something that caught the hearts of the second young master.

Could it be a ****?

I grinned, showing an absolutely wretched smile.

"Xiaoyi, what's your smile?" Yola on the side stared at me with deep worry.

"Huh?" I woke up like a dream, looked around, and then squeezed my face: "Am I smiling?"

Yura gave me a scorn.

Harold said: "In short, the new officials will take the lead in handling three fires. After all, it is an extraordinary period. You'd better avoid him to avoid another incident."

"Ah...ok" I said, "I must hide."

Although the answer is so, I still decided to go to the casino this afternoon to meet Shan Yong and take a look.

After brushing the monsters for a day, we walked out of the dungeon tiredly and said goodbye to Harold and others. I went straight to the house, wanting to take a relaxing bath and discuss other things later.

When passing by the weapon shop, Old Paggy was sitting at the door and stopped me.

"Huh? Something?" I asked him.

Old Paige took out a letter from under his ass, handed it to me, and said, "Here, the letter to you was from the kid last time."

Seeing me looking at him full of black lines, Old Paggy chuckled and said, "Just now I was tired from standing, just like sitting and waiting, but I didn't bother to go back to the house to get a bench, so I just used this letter as a cushion. Son, don’t delay watching."

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