Three minutes later, Amber rubbed her head and stood in front of Gawain, with a look of resentment on her face: "I was just kidding you, are you really going to knock..."
Gawain rubbed his hands. While pointing his finger, he said casually: "I'm used to knocking Rebecca, but I'm not used to your unopened head..."
As soon as Amber heard the other party's attitude, he knew he would take the opportunity to knock out a medical fee. Her plan was in vain. She raised her eyelids and glanced at Gawain: "By the way, what happened to you just now? You fell asleep suddenly - don't say it was meditation. Although I am not a mage, I am not I've never seen meditation before."
Gao Wen rubbed his forehead, still recalling his experience in the spiritual network. He suddenly raised his head and asked: "How long have I been 'sleeping' this time? Time?"
"...About an hour?" Amber rolled her eyes and thought, "Hey, don't change the subject, I'm asking you something serious..."
" Is it only an hour..." Gao Wen frowned slightly, "The proportion of time passing seems to be different from last time... Could it be that the deeper you are in the network, the slower the flow of time becomes? "
Immediately he rejected this imprecise statement in his mind: It should not be said that the flow of time has changed, but that the running speed of the human brain in the virtual world and the subjective feeling of time are different from the actual one. By the way, this kind of "acceleration" phenomenon is very common in dreams...
Hubo saw that Gawain never paid attention to him, but instead muttered and seemed to be lost in thought, and suddenly he felt a little bit confused. She puffed her cheeks angrily, but did not continue to disturb her. Instead, she quietly waited for Gawain to come back to his senses - she had already discovered that Gawain was a little distracted and in a trance. This abnormal mental state was probably the same as before. It was related to that hour of "meditation". Although Amber was usually careless and careless, he could still distinguish priorities at critical moments.
After a moment, Gawain came back to his senses. He looked at Amber in front of him, and after a brief hesitation, he chose not to tell the other party about the psychic network.
It's not that he doesn't trust this half-elf girl, but for safety reasons - the methods of the Eternal Sleeper are weird, and there are many that can influence other people's minds without any contact. "Divinity-like magic", those cultists are now temporarily frightened by him and dare not take action against him, but there is no guarantee that there will be a few people among the cultists who have clever ideas to pry into the memories of people around him, so they are fully confident. Before, he could not reveal the fact that he had successfully invaded the eternal sleeper's mental network.
"I am doing a very confidential thing and need to enter this special 'sleep' state occasionally," Gawain said to Amber. "One day I will tell you this secret, but for now I can't say yet."
Huhaku curled his lips and said, "Oh...it's so silly."
Gawain's answer didn't mean anything. Amber knew what he had dug out. I'm afraid this "Old Zongzi" is plotting something again, and seeing how he's babbling this timeDue to the level of caution and meticulousness, the scale of this calculation may be larger than ever before.
She was curious, but she decided not to ask.
Gawain nodded when he saw Amber's expression: as he understood, the seemingly carefree Amber also has her own intelligence and reason. This half-elf girl will not continue to be in this world. Tangled up in the issue.
"Bring me the acceleration track drawing that I didn't finish last time. It's in the cabinet next to the bookshelf on the left." Gawain stretched and adjusted his sitting posture behind the desk. , "I suddenly had an epiphany in my sleep just now, and I thought of something that needs to be modified..."
"What does epiphany mean? And looking at the tired look on your face, are you sure you don't need to take a rest? That's it. Do you want to continue drawing?"
"I have to draw it quickly, otherwise Kamel and Nicholas Egg will have to work in vain..."
Amber walked towards the bookshelf. He kept mumbling: "If you do this, I will tell you that sooner or later you will die suddenly... If you really die suddenly, I will have to dig a hole for you. Your two granddaughters may not be able to give me a salary increase by then..."
Gawain looked puzzled: "Why are you so insistent on digging a hole for me after I die?"
"Nonsense, I dug you out in the first place. It has a beginning and an end..."
Gawain felt that he had struck lightly just now - although this half-elf's head was not as hard as Rebecca's, her mouth really needed a slap!
At the same time, in the eastern part of the extension of the Dark Mountain Range, in the border town "Cedar Town".
This town is one of the few market towns on the border between Anzu and Typhon. The Typhon people established it two hundred years ago and used it as a hunting ground on the border. , business travelers, and resting place for soldiers. Two hundred years of development have not made this town prosperous. On the contrary, because of the deteriorating relationship between Typhon and Anzu in recent decades, the town has also become bleak, Get nervous.
Winter nights always come early. Under the dim sky, the small market town is covered with snow that fell in the past few days. The snow in many places has turned into mud due to the trampling of people and animals. , making the streets in the town even more dirty and dilapidated. There are very few pedestrians on the deserted streets. The few permanent residents are staying at home to avoid the severe cold and north wind outside. The only people walking on the streets are the Typhon Empire. Apart from the patrol soldiers, there were only mercenaries and armed men dressed as adventurers, and the latter seemed to be in a hurry and would not stay on the streets for too long - which could easily cause trouble.
Since the relationship between the two countries fell to a freezing point, business travel on this line has been almost cut off. The most important economic pillar of the town has suffered a big blow. In addition, this winter’s frost and snow have been particularly severe. It's terrible. East Wolf Fort has issued a ban on hunting in the southern and western forests, and life has become more and more difficult. The only people who can wander on the streets at this time are soldiers, and the only ones who gather here to make a living during the war are " Desperate".
Mercenaries and self-For ordinary people, adventurers are not much different from desperadoes.
The only tavern in the town is the only lively place in this place. Before nightfall, the place has been lit with bright lights - semi-tavern made of burning stone powder mixed with animal fat. Solidified ointment is a new thing brought by the imperial soldiers from the east. This ointment emits an unpleasant smell when burned, but its bright and long-lasting light and low price are very popular among the lower classes.
Under the bright light of the "grease lamp", the mercenaries and adventurers in the tavern gathered together in small groups. They drank bubbling low-quality ale and talked and laughed loudly, without any trace of laughter. I didn't care about the various odors permeating the tavern - all kinds of disgusting odors permeated this chaotic space, even the strange smell of burning petroleum ointment had no sense of presence here.
In this chaotic and noisy environment, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure wearing a cloak entered the tavern and walked straight to the bar.
Cold wind poured into the room as the wooden door opened and closed. Several mercenaries sitting near the door began to curse, and the eyes of others fell on the man in the cloak—— When the cloaked man sat down at the bar and took off his hood to reveal a beautiful elf face, several whistles immediately came from all directions.
The beautiful elf huntress casually waved her hand back, and several flying knives were accurately nailed to the table in front of everyone who whistled. Then with a move of her hand, all the flying knives were fired. Under the pull of magic, it returned to her hands.
Extraordinary people have a very high level and are in a bad mood.
After confirming these three elements, everyone in the tavern quickly adjusted their positions. Those who should drink continued to drink, those who should brag continued to brag, and those who should sift chaff began to sift chaff. Everyone continued. The group is peaceful and lively.
The tavern owner behind the bar just watched all this with a cold eye. After the new guests were seated, he stepped forward and asked: "Or beer?"
This elf has been here once. , although he only came once, but as a tavern owner, he must remember the other party's face - not to mention that this is a very strong guy, so he cannot ignore it.
"Beer," the Elf Huntress said in a very magnetic voice. Her blond hair hung down from both sides of her cheeks, blocking some of her face, but it was still possible to see that her expression was a little gloomy, "Damaged. I'll pay for the table."
"Don't worry, someone will stick a knife on it anyway," the tavern owner said with a smile, and pushed the large wooden cup filled with beer in front of the huntress. "Why, you didn't pass the level?"
"Martial law is under way," the huntress said unhappily, "and she actually started asking for a pass to East Wolf Castle..."
The tavern owner smiled: "After all, the situation is tense."
"But wasn't it possible to pass the checkpoint with mercenary documents or recent employment certificates in the past?" The huntress raised her eyelids, "When will the East Wolf be needed again?Fort's proof? "
"This is a rule that has just started recently," the tavern owner is not a mercenary or adventurer, but someone in his line of work, especially someone who opens a tavern on the border next to East Wolf Castle , he must be well-informed, "It is said that because East Wolf Fort was attacked, those imperial soldiers began to block the checkpoint..."
"Attack? "The huntress's eyebrows immediately raised, "Is there a war with Ansu? "
"That's not true," the person who answered her was not the tavern owner, but an adventurer sitting nearby. This adventurer looked very enthusiastic - or maybe he just wanted to get close. Holding his own wine glass, he moved to the side of the female elf and said with an "I know the inside story" expression on his face, "It is said that it was attacked by a humanoid monster that has never been seen before... East Wolf Castle suffered a lot of damage, even The walls of the fortress were cracked, and the general there issued martial law. Now all the checkpoints along the entire border are strict..."
"Humanoid monster! ? The female elf finally showed a surprised expression, "What are the specifics?" Where did the monster come from? "
The adventurer who came to get close didn't expect that he had actually succeeded in arousing the interest of this beautiful elf who seemed to be difficult to deal with. He poorly concealed his pride while continuing to use that " I know the inside story." He said with an expression: "It is said that it ran out of the Dark Mountains and was a monster released by the Kingdom of Anzu... But some people also said that it ran out of the Gondor Wasteland..."
< p>"...This time there is a big problem..."The beautiful elf "female" hunter, Soldrin Frostleaf, realized that this time she might not be able to use women's clothing to get through... …