Be dragged into the room by the succubus

"Okay, this is the last."

Rations and water bags, the best iron sword in the village, a civilian attire, some gold coins and a few pieces of precious stones...

I can't see anything special about it. It seems that there is no difference between the packages of ordinary travelers. I don't know why it is necessary to pay special attention to preparation.

The only thing that was slightly different was the handwritten letter with Charlie's family crest, the church badge representing Charlie's pastor status, and the ring of Charlie's noble status, which were prepared according to Ning Feng's special request.

Charlie reconfirmed the prepared things and put them in the package carefully. The iron sword was also hung on the horse's back and put away.

And here the sound of the door lock opening sounded, and Ning Feng's voice came from the room:

"Ready? I'll get it later, wait a minute."

crunch.

The squeeze produced by stepping on the wooden board echoed in the room, and Ning Feng walked out of the room while arranging his makeup.

"My lord, you have changed..."

The shabby sackcloth that was originally stained with wolf blood was replaced by an elegant and rigorous aristocratic costume, with a black hooded cloak on the outside.

Changing into a dark age-specific costume, Ning Feng, who has adjusted his temperament, can no longer look modern.

And the slightly modified face, the gentle smile that was hanging on the corner of the mouth has become a lot more false, revealing a kind of arrogance invisibly.

The dark eyes behind the monocle are like abysses, hiding banter and more arrogant emotions.

Tall and handsome, with black hair and black pupils, he has an exotic and mysterious color, as well as an arrogance exuding from his body.

Whether it is his expression or temperament, he looks like an exotic nobleman who lived a carefree life in the dark age and would go out hunting with his hounds in his spare time.

"What's the matter, why didn't you speak?"

Lifting the gloves, Ning Feng adjusted the position of the monocle on his left eye, and smiled at Charlie who was standing there dumbfounded:

"How is it? Does it still fit?"

It's more than a fit!

Shaking his head and nodding again, Charlie exhaled lightly and said with emotion:

"It's perfect! With such a temperament, you are indeed from a noble family."

Great noble?

Smiling and shaking his head, Ning Feng didn't answer as if by default.

Unfortunately.

There is no such thing in today's society.

Those customs and classes have long since ended with the end of the Dark Ages.

If there is a situation where a single force can affect the situation of the battle, how many strong people will succumb to the so-called feudal ethics?

Not to mention, members of large awakened organizations like Ning Feng, the Watchers, don't have much respect for the Silver Council.

Even if it is to maintain respect, it is for the strength of the other party, not for those classes that look backward.

The era when one could act recklessly just by one's birth is long gone.

Now, it all depends on strength.

not to mention……

Even those guys who call themselves "nobles", how many of them are really worthy of the title of great nobles?

Ning Feng dismisses the title of noble, but it is indeed a very useful identity in this dark age.

And what he is imitating now is to add his own insights to Sophie's temperament that he has met once.

"My lord, do you have any deep meaning in preparing these things?"

After holding back for a while, Charlie still couldn't help asking out the confusion in his heart.

He had to care, Ning Feng represented the only variable, and also placed all her hopes.

Deep meaning?

After thinking about what he was going to do next, Ning Feng nodded meaningfully.

"Of course, but I can't tell you the details."

There are some of those, but not many.

It's really not because they don't trust you.

But I haven't figured it out yet!

Be confident!

Who would have calculated everything clearly from the very beginning?

If there is, I really want to see it.

He must have lived very hard.

Staring sincerely into Charlie's eyes, Ning Feng didn't evade at all, and said frankly:

"The more I talk, the less likely it is to succeed in the end."

Although he was looking for an excuse to evade, but Ning Feng's words were not all lies.

This is a world where gods exist, and at this moment, Star Chasing Land is even under the influence of the realm of gods.

Ning Feng didn't know whether he would be noticed by "His", nor did he know what state the final enemy was in, but the necessary precautions were still needed.

"……Understood."

Ning Feng walked up to the horse, raised his hand and stroked its mane.

This is the best horse in the village.

Feeling being touched, Baima shook his head impatiently and looked at Ning Feng.

And Ning Feng also naturally met its turned eyes.

It is said that to be looked at by the eyes of animals is to be frightened because of their dull eyes.

Some people may look away because of fear, but Ning Feng is not that kind of person.

He chose to look back and show his kind smile.

Touching the white horse's mane, he whispered softly in its ear:

"Good boy, don't make trouble."

It seems to be kindly persuading an ignorant child.

"Otherwise, you will die."

White Horse:! ! !

Even though he couldn't understand the other party's words, Baima still felt a killing intent from the other party's body for a moment.

Truly brutal and malicious!

"Be obedient...well, you're so obedient."

Watching the white horse bow his head in satisfaction, Ning Feng nodded to Charlie:

"Now that I'm ready, I'm off."

There was no crowd to see him off, and there was no scene of tearful reluctance. Ning Feng turned over and jumped onto the tall horse.

The sunlight poured down from Ning Feng's back, casting a shadow on his face.

Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Charlie subconsciously said:

"grown ups……"

There was a pause, but Charlie finally asked the question in his heart:

"You, will you succeed?"

Can it really be done?

"Will do."

Without any hesitation, Ning Feng nodded naturally, and smiled at the restless priest:

"It will definitely be done."

This is his promise.

Staring at Ning Feng, Charlie found that even though it was covered by darkness, Ning Feng's eyes were extraordinarily bright and eye-catching in the darkness.

"Then... I wish you the best of luck."

"Ah."

Holding the rein and gently pulling back, Ning Feng pinched his legs lightly and said softly:

"Walk."

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Li Li uttered a cry, and the white horse took steps amid Ning Feng's password.

Da da da.

Facing Ning Feng's leaving figure, Charlie did not see him off, but stopped at the gate of the courtyard to watch him go away.

After a long time, he finally stopped waiting and walked back to the room slowly.

For some reason, Charlie, who was walking back to the church, walked towards the confessional habitually.

When he reacted, his hand was already on the doorknob.

With just a slight push, it will return to the previous days.

Continue to confess your sins day after day, hoping for forgiveness from the gods, and nothing will change.

"What saved our hero..."

"It's just an excuse."

"That young man just wanted to protect himself and leave. He lied to me."

At this moment, the complicated thoughts were extraordinarily frantic, hitting Charlie's will that should be as fragile as a mortal like a raging wave.

"........."

Shaking his head to drive away these rambling thoughts, Charlie regained his composure.

After a moment of hesitation, he didn't walk into the listener's seat, but sat in the room of the redeemer on the other side.

In a confined space where no one was watching, Charlie's shoulders relaxed and he slowly closed his eyes.

"I hope...you can keep your promise."

"Let us usher in the real end."

After a long time, now that the faith has been decayed and broken.

Is what Charlie is asking, as he said, to live for the villagers?

Maybe there is.

But it definitely doesn't support him to move on like he said.

th.

Now that the endless anger has subsided after a long time, he doesn't even have much hatred for the gods.

He longs for death.

Charlie hoped that he could actually get a death that would allow him to rest in peace.

He is really tired.

He hoped that there would be someone who could cut off this long-cherished wish that has been entangled for thousands of years.

Charlie pinned this hope on a mysterious traveler who had only been in contact with him for one night.

From him, he felt a different feeling.

That's a gut feeling.

Perhaps, all this can really come to an end here.

"Just wait a little longer."

This time, he didn't meditate.

Extremely exhausted, he leaned against the wooden door in the redeemer's room and fell into a dream.

A long-lost dream.

And his body also changed slightly in the darkness.

The breath of death, disappearing from time to time... appearing from time to time.

……

……

And not long after Ning Feng set off from Huishui Town on horseback, he went to the room where he had knocked on the door, and silently opened a gap.

Behind the door, a peeping gaze quietly looked at his back as he leisurely walked away.

The voice hiding behind the door silently watched Ning Feng go away, and did not show up until his figure completely disappeared.

"........."

Just observing, analyzing with scrutiny, thinking about his hidden true meaning.

"How did he change his disadvantage?"

How did a person walk into that undead priest's room and come out completely?

"And what were those howls and roars that came out of the room last night?"

"How did they become the relationship they are now?"

The respectful looks of the others did not seem to be bewitched.

"........."

not understand.

There are secrets hidden in this body, the more you try to discover, the more hidden you will be able to detect.

Endless.

"...you have to keep up with him in order to understand more."

The door opened even wider, and a somewhat thin body squeezed out from it.

Not being noticed by others, this figure avoided all eyes in the village, hiding in the shadows everywhere and walking out.

Silently following the horseshoe prints also left Graywater Town.

……

……

Walking on the reclaimed forest path, Ning Feng let the white horse go forward. The map has long been in his mind, and he just needs to correct the direction of the horse's head when necessary.

He was crossing his arms and thinking about a very serious question:

"As a fledgling brave, what should I do?"

good question!

Unilaterally shouldering the arduous mission of saving the fate of these poor people, Ning Feng still has some sense of mission.

But unfortunately, Jia Silin's family is not a very humane operation.
Not to mention the backpack space that can be stacked in large quantities, there are not even the most basic task prompts and guidelines.

"It's a rubbish operation."

Swallowing this meaningless complaint into his stomach, Ning Feng did not take the initiative to provoke.

I am being watched by others, and my every move will interpret the record.

Some things can be done, but there is no need to do them.

"After a whole day, the intensity of the competition itself is not high, so the other contestants should be able to gradually adapt to the rhythm now, right?"

It's a pity, being trapped by Charlie for one night, I didn't even have a chance to advance the speed or anything.

"Also, Graywater Town should be a special map."

The village is so quiet at night, there is still a fourth-order undead priest who is aware of the reality of the world, and most importantly, there are no other contestants at all.

This is very strange, even if it is evenly distributed, there are definitely more than Ning Feng and another mysterious acquaintance in Huishui Town.

"It seems that my birth point is not very good. This is a loss at the starting line."

Come to think of it, the other contestants have already killed it.

I envy them so much!

He is definitely not like me, now he can only hold the [Village Good Sword] cheated from Xinshou Village, and ride the [Village Good Horse].

They must all be dressed in divine attire, and a fierce death fight has begun.

If you listen to the previous announcements, the number of people has decreased so quickly, you can know how brutal they are playing.

"You are too cruel and barbaric."

"It's not good to fight and kill, it's not good."

He didn't intend to get involved in their fight, Ning Feng didn't go for the championship, he didn't want to take some crooked ways to win.

After receiving the final mission from Charlie, he just wants to walk through the mission process quietly and experience the plot of this world.

"Ordinary people, awakened people, dark ages, gods... I always feel that Jia Silin's family is playing some big chess."

I can't think about it carefully, once I think about it, I feel that this Star Chaser game can be over-interpreted everywhere.

"However, this has nothing to do with me. I'm just a watchman who comes to travel and dawdle."

As long as I don't mess with you and you have no reason to mess with me, everyone will live in peace.

Whoosh! ! !

Um! ?

The sound of an arrow piercing the air came, and Ning Feng got off his horse just before being shot, avoiding the hidden arrow.

Using the body of the white horse to block his sight, Ning Feng put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Sneak attack...

This is really the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.

You want peace, but others may not be happy.

Peering at the opposite side, Ning Feng quickly spotted seven or eight figures undisguisedly rushing out of the woods.

"Oh~"

Looking at the attire on the opposite side, Ning Feng let out a sudden realization.

It turned out to be a mob spawner!

"Sure enough, this is what the first battle is supposed to look like."

Looking at the gangsters who pushed to the tree trunk to block the road and held knives, Ning Feng nodded.

"I was wrong, Jia Silin's family, I blamed you all!"

Don't you guys understand this very well?

A fledgling brave should not be able to directly challenge the Demon King City, but should practice with some small bandits.

That's right!

The bandit with a huge scar on his face smiled grimly at Ning Feng who came out from behind the white horse, raised his knife and shouted:

"Stop! Take your..."

Clang!

But before he finished speaking, Ning Feng drew out his long sword first!

Smiling politely, Ning Feng pushed the monocle, and smiled at the seven or eight people opposite:

"Please take the initiative to hand over everything on your body."

His smiling eyes revealed excitement, and he said softly:

"Don't think you can run away."

"You are lucky."

"This time, I'm not in a hurry."