The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

After coming out of the secret room, I went to the adventurer base with Master Hall and went through the guild freeze procedure. Master Hall told me: When I want to restore the guild, please tell him at any time.

Before leaving the gate, Master Hall stopped me again, and asked me again with a serious expression: "Does it really need help? I can provide you with all the details of the Adventurer’s Guild, and I can also help you arrange with them. Meet alone."

"I understand your kindness." I shook my hand. "But I really don't need this. Of course, it's not troublesome or troublesome, but I don't know what their heart is going on at the moment, in case it goes against us, It might get worse then, don't you think?"

Master Hall nodded: "Well, if you have any difficulties, you can come to me at any time."

"Yeah" I gave him a thumbs up, then turned around and left.

It was noon now, and I moved to a small restaurant for dinner. While waiting, I recalled the itinerary this morning. Generally speaking, it went smoothly, but I don’t know if Shan Yong can handle it.

After a while, the food was brought up. The fragrant smell made my index finger move, and I couldn't wait to gobble it up.

While I was eating, I listened to a few people at the next table chatting. As I listened, I couldn't help but start paying attention to the conversation between them.

"Hey, I heard no, the adventurer's guild not far away from my house has committed a murder!"

"Huh? Really? You saw it with your own eyes?"

"Didn't you just see it with my own eyes! I was still counting, and a total of sixteen corpses were removed!"

"You can see, how did they die?"

"I didn't see it clearly, there are people from the city defense team guarding me, and I will be bombarded as soon as I get closer. Anyway, I feel that it is very miserable.

"Damn, don't brag, when do you feel like it?"

"It must be accurate this time, I can smell blood even far away!"

"Really or not, don't smell the scent of your mother-in-law coming to the moon! Hahahaha!"

"Believe it or not, I lift the table! I tell you I can really lift the table!"

As a result, the next table was ‘invited’ by the boss to go out because of verbal threats.

The restaurant became much quieter in an instant, and naturally, they couldn't hear their gossip.

I didn't care about wives, menstrual affairs, or **** smells. What caught my attention was the 16 corpses that were moved out in the morning as the man said.

In other words, this guild is very likely to be a member of the Second Young Master's cleanup list.

A total of only sixteen bodies were removed, and it is very likely that this guild has only sixteen members in total.

According to the specifications, a guild with only sixteen members is a small guild.

The Hefeng Continent is a continent respected by the strong. In most cases, the strength of small guilds is also the weakest. The weak are not valued on this continent. This situation is especially obvious in Ai Rui City and York City.

Destroying a small guild will not attract the attention of the adventurer's base, and it will hardly even become the nonsense news in the neighborhood. At most, it will be taken to the dinner table for entertainment.

This is mostly the result of Shan Yong's decision. He may want to start from the small guild in order to gain the trust of the second master and minimize the damage to the residents of Ai Rui City.

I have no way to say that his approach is right or wrong, even if it is to protect a large number of people at the expense of a small part of it.

It stands to reason that life is precious, whether it is the enemy's or own.

I don't know if the sixteen dead adventurers have family members. If so, then at this moment, they must be crying and heartbroken holding the bodies of their loved ones.

Maybe there will be children waiting to be fed, women in pain, and their sad and desperate parents.

Ha ha......

All these were given by the Second Young Master, driven by an ambition, which turned 16 lives into nothingness overnight.

It's... cruel and inhuman...

As soon as I thought of this, I stopped moving, and even my thoughts were frozen at this moment.

What qualifications do I have to comment on Carter Scott?

Could it be that there are fewer adventurers who die in my hands than he kills?

In an instant, in my mind, countless blood memories and crazy moments emerged, constantly changing like a revolving lantern, and being shown.

The moments of this scene, I was so familiar, but strange.

Holding the blood-stained iron sheet hand, breathing continuously, but his eyes are still hot, and there are still countless hot blood in my heart, but there are no more living people in front of me except the corpses on the ground. , Is the blood that never stops flowing.

Although these people all had the same idea before they fell-to kill me and take possession of the coins and materials I punched out.

But in the end, I was the only one standing alone, ignoring everything around me without thinking.

I don't know if anyone is crying for them, or if anyone becomes desperate because of it, I only know one thing-to live.

If you look at Carter Scott's behavior in this way, I can completely understand him.

All of what he did, in the final analysis, was to be able to continue to live.

Once they lose their asylum and are ousted from power, most people in power will not choose to let the tiger go back to the mountain, or kill him in private, or behead him on the spot.

Only by stepping on the top of everyone's head and standing on the highest peak can he be qualified to continue living.

For this reason, he chose the path of a coup.

However, this is not just a road of no return, but it may also be another abyss.

He forgot, or he didn't forget, but didn't want to, just like his ancestors, with formidable strength, seek the position of lord of a city.

Or maybe he didn't want to be like the ancestors, but he couldn't do it at all, so he chose another way to take the risk.

But what qualifications does a man who doesn't even have this confidence and courage to stay in the position of the city lord for a long time?

His father is a living example. The weakness of his own strength has led to so many powerful officials hiding in this huge city of Ai Rui.

Nowadays, the only one who has made up his mind is his youngest son, Rodney.

But what level of Rodney's strength has reached?

He seemed to be a playful boy, accompany his sister and cousins ​​every day, on the twelfth floor, fighting with the stone shell monster.

It's been so long, he should be at least level 6, right, but why didn't he leave there?

Is it waiting for his younger siblings?

Or is he eating his prince identity? Want to eat this for a lifetime?

If this is the case, then Ai Rui City is not far from the sky.

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