Chapter 391 It doesn’t matter if you die
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[Welcome, Futaba of Chaotic Neutral】
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The expressionless girl slowly walked out of the light, first glaring fiercely at an innocent person next to her who was mumbling chemical formulas. The ogre warrior, who was almost three meters tall, took one look at him, then opened the friend bar and sent a message to someone: 'I'm here. ’
[Player: Tan Mo (chaotic neutral) invites you to teleport to room 149 of the public arena. Do you accept it? 】
The system beep sounded seamlessly.
That's Futaba's net height after removing the dull hair...
Although the option marked 'Reject' was very tempting, the girl chose to accept it after all. After all, she still had There are many issues to discuss with this scourge.
So, two seconds later, Futaba appeared on a spacious silver terrace. Behind the railing was a sea of rolling clouds and a fighting arena standing in mid-air. Behind the small round table in front of him , then sat Mo Tan, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
“I thought you would be more reserved.”
He casually pointed to the chair behind Futaba and chuckled: "I didn't expect it to be so happy. She is indeed the first woman who asked me to take the initiative to book a room."
Futaba said unceremoniously. Sit down on the armchair and bang Sheng put his two long legs (proportionally speaking) on the table, raised his eyebrows and said: "Then are you interested in telling me who was the first man who asked you to take the initiative to open a room?"
" My last landlord”
Futaba chuckled: "Why is it the lowest? "< br>
"Because only in this way, when someone calls me on the intercom or knocks on the door, can I justifiably say: Ugly @# get lost."
Mo Tan smacked his lips and said sadly: "After all, the child lied It’s not good.”
[So it’s okay to curse? 】
Futaba twitched the corner of his mouth and asked casually: "So why did your landlord bomb people? What on earth have you done that is so outrageous?"
"I bombed. Kitchen.”
"What did you bomb...forget it, stop talking, I'm not interested in hearing it either."
Futaba waved her hand as if to ward off mosquitoes, forcibly interrupted the topic of bombing the kitchen, and asked in a deep voice Said: "Why did you suddenly go offline?"
She didn't understand why Mo Tan chose to forcibly disconnect, and also went offline in the form of 'coma' in front of the NPC. No matter how she thought about it, she felt Somewhat difficult to understand.
"Avoid disaster." Mo Tan took a sip of the highly alcoholic healing potion in his hand and shrugged: "As a qualified gentleman, isn't it a basic operation to avoid the Shura Field in advance?"
Futaba sneered, and immediately wanted to turn the table over, but after thinking about it carefully, he put aside his own thoughts, the previous scene was really related to Xiu The Luo field is quite similar, especially after the little priest who claimed to be a 'servant and follower' came out of the sky, the scene was really chaotic. In addition, the information known to the three people, including himself, was extremely confusing. Deviation, so if someone does not faint strategically, the situation may really become more complicated, and eventually evolve into something that is not a Shura field, but is better than a Shura field.
"Okay, time is precious, the chat session ends here."
Mo Tan waved his hand casually, folded his arms and leaned back on the chair: "Let's exchange information, I have to admit, The quality of the collaborators Buffy Marshall has found is very good, which is impressive."
Futaba sneered and shook the little leather boots on the table: "Haha, if I hadn't been so impressed in time? I rushed to the scene and saved your life, but that person has probably killed you."
Mo Tan just raised his eyebrows and smiled noncommittally, his eyes playful.
“You are too self-righteous, Tan Mo.”
Seeing him displaying such a virtuous attitude, Futaba's tone gradually turned cold, and she said in a deep voice: "Although I want to kill you more than anyone else, at least before the end of this cooperation, I hope you won't show off like you did today. Stupid, don’t make the same mistake I did before.”
The girl rarely admitted that she was ‘out of shape’ some time ago, staring at her ‘old enemy’ with a burning gaze: “I don’t care what cards you have. , but this time the opponent is obviously not simple. What you and I can calculate, others may not be able to calculate."
Mo Tan yawned, leaned lazily on the armrest and smiled: " Do you think I'm too confident?"
Futaba snorted, moved her legs away from the table, and said lightly: "Isn't it? Let me guess, you go and find it as promised first. I went to the Grand Duke Dantès, but was unexpectedly rejected or turned away directly. So I judged that something was wrong, so I went to find Cassie first, intending to ask him if the Marshall's 'envoy' had taken the lead. I had an interview with Dantès, but found that Cassie was not there, and I judged that he had locked the target and did not lose him this time."
Motan smiled and patted her gently. He clapped his hands: "Not bad, keep talking~"
Futaba glared at him and continued his speculation: "Under this premise, based on the inertial thinking caused by the two previous incidents of Baroka and Simon, you subconsciously made the conclusion that Marshall's collaborators only sent One person, and also being stared at by Cassie's judgment, he made an impromptu decision to go to Duke Fernand's iron gate court, hoping to break the previous They had a tacit understanding to seize the Mediterranean Sea first. Even if they could not be persuaded once, they would at least lay a good foundation through coercion and inducement so that they could frighten the coward the second and third time. But in the end, he was plotted against him and almost directly "Push, did I say something wrong?"
Mo Tan smacked his lips and did not answer the girl's question. He asked, but asked with a smile: "That's why you ran to the Iron Gate Courtyard to save me after you realized what happened?" "To be honest, I don't know if you will really be in danger."
Futaba bent her legs and squatted on the chair subconsciously holding her knees: "But first, we were supposed to meet Grand Duke Dantès. Damn it, you didn’t send me a message to tell me the details of the communication as usual, and then Cassie came to tell me that the orc woman who had been to Mi Yeting before suddenly died suddenly and strangely, these two things together are a bit strange..."
Mo Tan blinked and asked with interest: "How did you see something strange?"
"There is no basis, just pure intuition. I have always believed in my intuition."
Futaba lightly tapped his forehead and said expressionlessly: "Although it doesn't look like it on the surface. There is no connection, but from another perspective, after excluding the Violet Royal Family and Marshall, six families, including our Fire Claw Territory, have initially determined their positions. If there are variables, there are nine out of ten Can appear at Fernan's side, and because there was no prior arrangement, I did not arrange manpower near the Iron Gate Court in advance, so..."
"So you let Cassie return to a certain death He went to the missing orc aunt to stabilize the scene, and sent Lewen to look for the Crystal Wolf Duke, who won't be angry even if you mess with him once." Mo Tan casually interrupted Futaba's explanation and guessed on his own. : "I went to the Iron Gate Court, intending to confirm whether I was there in the 'lost contact' state. If I was, did something bad happen to me, right?"
Futaba Nodding slightly, he said leisurely: "A precise hindsight."
Mo Tan smiled casually and cast his eyes playfully at the sea of clouds outside the railing. After a while, he said softly: "Nothing."
【eventful? ! 】
Shuangyeliu raised his eyebrows, stood up and grabbed Mo Tan's collar, forcefully pulled his harmless-looking face in front of her, and said coldly: "If it weren't for me, , you are already dead, don’t tell me that Leisha is your back-up, a baron-level blood seeker may not be able to save you from the other party, especially in a place like Salamoen, you have to put your hope in it! It’s very unwise for a person who has a hard time getting a legal identity.”
Futaba is not wrong. Although her racial advantage makes Leisha no weaker than any regular mid-level professional, she is only as strong as the Baron! She still can't stand out in a place like Salamoon. There are hundreds of people in the Mages Guild here alone who can easily defeat her. In addition, it is not uncommon for forces or individuals to have prejudices against blood seekers. Not to mention anything else, if Lesa accidentally bumps into the Archbishop of the Sun Sect who is out for a walk...
Unless there is some important person to guarantee it, it is really easy to be tied to a pillar and roasted.
"How worried are you about me?"
Mo Tan had no intention of struggling at all, and just let Futaba grab his collar angrily. After a while, he shook his head with a half-smile: "But what if I am killed?"
Futaba was stunned : "What did you say..."
"I said, so what if I am killed."
As Mo Tan spoke, he suddenly moved his face forward. In the process, he also pouted and moved his hands Ye Jing subconsciously let go of his hand before he sat back slowly and said in a calm tone: "Don't think of me like you did before. Unlike you, the indispensable Fire Claw envoy at this stage, a little person like Anthony Dabbs life and death here It is insignificant in the game, at least from the perspective of the chess pieces, it can be discarded at any time."
Futaba frowned and asked suspiciously: "So you are going to give it away. Die? ”
The tone of this sentence was more of a complaint than a question. Obviously, the girl did not think that Mo Tan, who had temporarily decided to go to the Iron Gate Courtyard, could plan the 'assassination'.
"Haha, there is a way to live and die, and there is a way to die."
Mo Tan shrugged. He knew very well that the other party did not mean what he said just now, so he didn't mean it. There was no explanation, just a meaningful smile: "Except for the time before taking Sak to the Purple Jiu Hall, I don't mind dying anywhere at any time."
Reminiscent of the former Futaba easily guessed the second half of what he said just now, and hummed softly: "As a chess piece?"
"Of course."
Mo Tan smiled calmly, and the joy on his face became more and more obvious: "As a chess piece~"
Futaba lazily stretched his soft body, holding his chin without any image. Half lying on the table, he squinted at the 'netizen' with a mean face in front of him, and asked with no emotion: "Well, let alone being a 'chess piece' "Anthony Dabbs, who considers himself a chess player, how many back-up players have you arranged?"
Mo Tan replied casually, then stretched out his paw to pull the stupid hair on the other person's head, but was slapped back.
Shuangye carefully smoothed his hair that was raised about two centimeters, and glared at Mo Tan with an unkind expression: "In short, no matter what you are planning, anyway, Don’t stand in my way.”
Although it was impossible to make any effective guesses under the premise that the intelligence was seriously unequal, and it was not known what this guy wanted to do, Futaba could sense some clues, so it was inevitable that he would be a little wary of Mo Tan.
Although under the premise of equal conditions, Futaba, who has regained his form, is completely worthy of the bitch in front of him, but the "equal conditions" itself is a kind of nonsense, just like before Like all kinds of overt and covert struggles in reality, Futaba's artificial intelligence NAVI brought countless troubles to the opponent, and she herself suffered a lot from Mo Tan's advanced hardware performance, so much so that she suspected that the opponent had an independent matrix.
Because of this, the girl who is obviously at a disadvantage in this cooperation has a very positive attitude, that is, as long as the other party does not hinder her from achieving her goal, it is enough. Under this premise, even if she is a The chess pieces are harmless. Anyway, the chess pieces are no different from shoe mats to the two of them.
"I think you can rest assured about this."
Mo Tan knew very well what the other party was worried about, and relying on the 'tacit understanding' between the two of them over the years, he comforted him in a brisk tone : "Just like your current main goal is not to kill me, I have no reason to have trouble with you now. I discovered a lot of interesting things some time ago, and I am not in the mood to trouble you for the time being."
However, even though she got the most satisfactory answer in theory, Futaba still felt a sense of dissatisfaction in her heart for no reason...
Although she didn't know why she was dissatisfied, she was very dissatisfied anyway.
Chapter 388: The End
(End of this chapter)