Chapter 1111 Undercurrent (II)
“Haha, hahahahahahahaha——”
Lamorlock was silent for a long time, and then suddenly pressed his face and laughed infatuatedly , the laughter was normal at first, and then the laughter got louder and louder, making Yin Tian standing behind the Lord of Sin and Tom in his own sleeves laugh so hard that they were all hairy, until exactly half a minute later Then he suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the sin lord who always kept a decent smile, and said solemnly: "Your chauvinist empire... No, it should be that your ambition is really big enough, your lord sin lord."
The Sin Lord smiled, shook his head slightly and said: "I'm just preparing for a certain possibility, not ambition or anything like that."
"Oh?"
Lamorlock leaned lazily on the sofa, and the eyes behind his lenses were no longer soft, but were filled with cold red light. "I think you should know very well that with the help of my Dream Kingdom... Oh, that is, the strength of the Southwest Diocese of the Whispering Sect, although it can take a lot of advantage from the lion who is trying to scrape the bones to cure the poison, But it's just to 'take advantage'. From a strategic point of view, even if our rector is completely decentralized, I will never be able to defeat Griffin from north to south. At best, I will give their family a royal family. It’s just a bit of carrion.”
Suijue nodded slightly: “It’s expected, after all. The national strength of the Dreamland Theocracy and the foundation of the Southwest Diocese are far behind the Griffin Dynasty. Even if the Blood Lion Emperor breaks up those nobles who seem to be inseparable and give them to His Highness Lamorlock for you to fight, It is difficult to achieve results in a short period of time.”
“It seems that you are not completely crazy yet. "
Lamorlock curled up his lips viciously and chuckled: "Let's put it this way, even if this battle breaks out, Adolf Free Territory and the Silver Wing Alliance will find a good and upright flag to put up. With one kick, the Griffin dynasty will hardly collapse."
"There are no absolutes."
The sin lord shrugged his shoulders calmly.
"Yes, there are no absolutes."
Lamorlock pushed up his glasses and said casually: "For example, if everyone can hide their inner ghosts and establish a united front Organization, and then promoted me to the position of supreme commander to command the three armies, the chance of directly destroying Griffin is not small. "
Suijue. Shaking his head: "But this is not realistic."
"Of course this is not realistic, not to mention that the united front will never be established. Even if it is established, there is no way that the person in charge will be me. After all, in the vast majority of Under such circumstances, few people can obtain status and power that match their abilities early, not to mention that I am not the kind of person who is keen on power. ”
Lamorlock took a sip of the red wine in his hand and said with a smile: "So, Lord Sin, if you want to tell me who you rely on, then let's stop going around in circles. After all, everyone's time is precious."
"What are the responsibilities of the jury?"
Suijue blinked and said calmly: "I am also very interested in today's finals. We can go together later, but... Just as Your Highness Lamorlock said, let’s stop here first.”
“Very good.”
Lamorlock smiled with satisfaction, then put down his wine glass and leaned back comfortably. On the back of the sofa: "Try to convince me."
"First of all, I want to correct something. I didn't come to you this time to 'persuade' anything, His Highness Lamorlock."
The Sin Lord tapped the outer edge of his mask lightly. , said leisurely: "It doesn't matter whether I asked you to come over, or what I said to you before, or even what I said to you. Including what I will tell you later, I actually just want you to prepare. Admittedly, it is only a small possibility, but after all, there is a difference between thinking about it and not thinking about it. "
Lablock nodded noncommittally: "Very good, then what do I need to prepare?" What? "
"For example, you can imagine in advance what would happen if Griffin's southern defense line suddenly collapsed, such as being violently pushed into the hinterland by the Chauvin Empire. "
Sin Lord. Spreading his hands, he said with a smile: "I am not a commander. It's okay to play some intrigues. I know nothing about fighting, but even a person like me can guess that if that happens, the Griffin dynasty, whose center is closer to the south, will definitely be turbulent, and then there will be turmoil. Reveal some flaws that may be fatal or not.”
Lamorlock frowned, but did not immediately laugh at the 'possibility' proposed by the Sin Lord. Instead, he became strangely silent.
He did not think too much about this whimsical and daydreaming hypothesis put forward by the Lord of Sin, but tried hard to capture what the other party had just revealed unintentionally...or simply showed it to him on purpose. 'Sense of dissonance'.
Something is wrong.
Although it has nothing to do with the topic the two are discussing now, it cannot be said to be completely unrelated!
Finally, after about two minutes of silence, Lamorlock turned his attention to the sin lord in front of him again and said slowly: "As far as I know, the sin lord of the Chauvin Empire is amazingly talented, although he is not very beautiful. He is a top powerhouse, but in the previous rebellion led by Prince Kangda..."
"If you want to ask why the man who is said to have great commanding skills, who cooperated with Arthur Boho to successfully break through the rebels' final defense line, and made a huge contribution to that victory, claims to "know nothing about fighting", The reason is very simple."
Suijue stood up slowly, turned around lightly, and said with a smile: "That is the person in front of you, not the one who did this in half a year. There are many interesting things that have single-handedly changed the situation in the northwest continent into what it is now - Sin Jue Mo."
Lamorlock narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the man in front of him just a second ago. A calm masked man dressed in aristocratic attire, but in the blink of an eye his appearance had completely changed, and his gender no longer matched him. He softly praised: "This is really an unexpected surprise~"
"Reintroduce yourself."
One second ago, he was a 'Sin Lord', but now he has turned into a man wearing a dark red dress. His appearance is beautiful and delicate, but it makes people feel a little lacking in reality. The silver-haired dark elf woman, the de facto speaker of the Chauvin Empire delegation, smiled at Lamorlock: "I am Gawen who is currently working under the Sin Lord. If I remember correctly, we should have chatted in the friend message before. It’s quite enjoyable.”
Lamorlock was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the woman in front of him was the one who had assassinated Arthur Boho in the Griffin Dynasty before. Afterwards, she directly added her as a friend, and they had already discussed this in advance before the two parties met in Academy City. Guys who have reached a rough consensus.
"Ms. Gawen, huh, I have to say that you really scared me..."
Lamorlock shook his head, and then raised his glass to the elegant girl in front of him. : "Cheers to your beauty."
"Thank you, although this beauty does not actually belong to me~"
Even if the disguise of 'Sin Lord' is gone, I still don't show my true face Jia Wen smiled while showing off, then took a sip of the wine brought by Yin Tian, blinked and said, "Then, shall I continue?"
"Forget it."
Lamorlock waved his hand, then raised his index and middle fingers and shook them twice: "You just need to tell me two things now. First, your boss , that is, who is the real 'Lord of Sin'? Why would a person as outstanding as Miss Gavin willingly serve him? Secondly, do you think you can possibly break through Griffin's southern defense line? What is it? What does he want to do? "
"These are three questions, my friend."
Gawen folded her legs gracefully and said in a leisurely tone. But it doesn’t matter. Now that I have talked to this extent, I am naturally willing to answer these questions that are not tricky. So, first of all, the first question. What I can tell you is that my boss is a player like us. His age is Around twenty-three-four, his real identity is unknown, and his camp in the realm of innocence is 'chaotic evil', and he has no anti-social tendencies in the objective sense."
Lamorlock nodded noncommittally. , looking very careless.
After all, apart from the fact that "the camp is chaotic evil" in Gawen's sentence just now is a bit of useful information, the other information is basically useless, and Lamorlock himself is also chaotic evil, so naturally he will not be interested in this relatively non-mainstream camp. Too much fuss.
"In addition, he is also the question mark that has always been number one in the player power rankings since the server was launched. Well, he is also the question mark that has been number one in the player comprehensive strength rankings."
Gawen added another casual sentence and pulled Morlock suddenly widened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction: "Although it is just a subjective idea, in my personal opinion, although the boss is not old, he is worthy of the words 'no blind spots'" Not only that, he also knew very well what should be allowed What kind of thing does such a person do? Instead of relying on his own strength or talent to do everything personally, he knows very well how to bring out a person's value. This type of boss is very important in the workplace. Not often." Lamorlock smacked his lips, his eyes unblinking. Staring at Gawen's warm and peaceful blood eyes: "How about letting a smart person like you contact me proactively, or even go to Academy City for a meeting on his own behalf?"
" Very precious trust, isn’t it? ”
Gawen laughed happily.
"I don't know if this is valuable."
Lamorlock shrugged and casually provoked: "But I think this trust must be very useful to you."
“Yes, he always knows how to make his tools feel happy.”
Jia Wen nodded indifferently and said with a smile: “There is no perfect workplace environment. Is that how it came about? ”
Lamorlock looked at the powerful 'agent' in front of him with some surprise. After a while, he raised his eyebrows and said: "To be honest, I don't mean to offend you, Miss Gawen, but for a 'player' Say, don’t you feel a little humble for being so capable? No matter how real or incredible this world is, it is just a game to us.”
“Yes, you are right, it is just a game.”
Gawen shrugged and said without pretense: "And I just did the best thing I could. The choice that makes me feel happy, isn't this exactly the essence of the so-called 'game'? And for someone like me who can betray anything as easily as breathing, the working environment has never been a 'restriction', Of course, there is no such thing as 'humble'."
"Very good."
Lamorlock clapped his hands and suggested with a chuckle: "Then can I understand that, if we can provide you with a more comfortable 'workplace' here, Miss Gawen, you How about that great Lord of Sin who can betray you so easily?”
"Of course, but I doubt whether you can do this."
"Haha, it's just a joke. To be honest, my position in the church is actually very embarrassing, let alone what I can provide you. A comfortable workplace environment.”
“So, let’s get down to business?”
“That’s natural, I am suddenly interested in your hypothesis.”
……
Game time AM12:30
Academy City, Central District, Arena Rest Area
“The day has finally come.”
The talker of the Paladin Knight Academy, Hopkins Leon took a deep breath, turned to Mu Xuejian, who was sitting in a daze on the bench next to him, and smiled: "How is it? Do you have confidence?"
"It's hard for me to answer this. Question.”
Mu Xuejian shook his head slightly after reacting for a long time, and said calmly: "I'm hungry..."
"It's better to eat less before the competition, uh, although this common sense is actually true for you It's of no use."
Hopkins smiled, and then turned to look at the other young man next to him: "What do you think?"
He has smooth red hair. The handsome fox half-orc with long hair, who looked to be in his early twenties, and was wearing a heavy knight's armor, shrugged: "I noticed that the guy named Kevin did not abandon the game, and including Mu The lady is very concerned about Mo Mo. There are exactly fifty fully armed people in Diesel's quasi-cavalry team. So based on my personal judgment, Kevin, who has never missed a team competition before, will probably not be absent this afternoon. will play, and correspondingly... he will probably try to snipe Miss Mu in the individual competition."
"Snipe?"
Mu Xuejian was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously: "98K?"
Hopkins' favorite apprentice, Barty Arthur, the seventh-year prefect of the Paladin Knight Academy, was also stunned: "9 what?"
"Nothing."
Mu Xuejian, who played several shooting battle royale games in the afternoon but never made it into the top fifty, shook his head and stopped. I had my own strange associations.
“Well, in short, what I mean is that that Kevin may try to interfere with your performance in the team competition, Miss Mu, just like my previous misjudgment of Liadrin Diesel. Please stay tuned for a while.”
"Oh, okay."
"Also, as we said before, I will be responsible for some scheduling matters for the team competition in the afternoon, and regard you, Miss Mu, as the representative of our Paladin Knight Academy. I'm just an ordinary member of the team, please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter, I will listen to your arrangements."
"Well, the finals of the individual competition are about to begin. I wish you good luck. Good luck."
"I'm hungry..."
"Ah, if you don't mind, I did bring some snacks today."
"No, thank you."
"Eh? But didn't you tell the instructor before..."
"Mom said to be careful of suspicious handsome guys. You are very handsome, so I have to be careful. Hopkins is not good-looking, so it doesn't matter."
"..."
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"Barty."
"Yes, mentor."
"Your scholarship is gone."
"Huh???"
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