Chapter 1753 Reaction

"Well, this is the Snake Pie!"

"Incarnate as a snake and dwell in darkness."

Kieran said calmly.

Darkness, transformed into a snake...

Horuf stood there in a daze, muttering softly involuntarily.

No one knows the meaning of this sentence better than Horuf, a retired demon hunter.

snake.

There is no good image in the eyes of all normal people.

It is often given a cold-blooded and ruthless appearance.

It is often referred to as an insidious and cunning image.

No normal person would want to be associated with a snake.

But some demon hunters are willing to become snakes.

Willing to live in eternal darkness, unable to see the light again.

Horuf's body trembled slightly.

His ears once again echoed the oath he swore in front of his teacher when he became a demon hunter——

We do not belong to the light.

We do not belong to the darkness.

We walk on the verge of death.

Glory without praise.

No hymns were sung.

We only have inner pride.

At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of the oath.

"You don't belong to the light, nor do you belong to the darkness. You walk on the edge of death just because of the belief in your heart. You can be called a demon hunter better than me, an old retired guy."

Horuf said with admiration in his voice.

Because he could fully imagine what these Snake Sect partners who had sneaked into the Jingye Secret Order were facing.

The dangers are, of course, self-evident.

Once discovered, he will naturally die.

But what’s more is suffering.

Against the beliefs of the demon hunters, he had to cooperate with the suffering of the Secret Order of Silent Night.

That……

I'm afraid life would be worse than death.

Qin Ran calmly faced Horuf's admiring gaze, and he slowly shook his head.

"When we choose to become witchers, nothing matters anymore."

"We have already made our choice."

"For our relatives and friends, we will never hesitate to die!"

Qin Ran said word for word.

This is not a lie, it is true.

True words are the easiest to resonate with.

At least Horuf was infected.

He took a deep breath.

He lowered his head and looked at the battle ax in his hand.

He squeezed the ax handle tightly.

There is also a group of unknown partners who are moving forward silently, risking their lives, acting as a protective umbrella for them, and carrying the burden for them.

Some people naturally need this.

They are just ordinary people.

But...does he really need it?

Horuf asked himself.

At this time, he felt that it would be too hasty for him to retire like this.

There's another group of guys like him.

I thought I could do it, so I sat slumped in the sun and retired.

And in fact?

A group of young people are doing what they should do for them.

A sense of shame rose from Horuf's heart.

It's not that the witcher has no plans to retire.

but!

He has not reached the age when demon hunters really retire. He and those guys just became escaping from reality because of the 'Black Disaster'.

Now?

Will they continue to escape?

Look at the guy in front of you.

Although he looks very mature, that's just his temperament. How old can he really be?

When he was this age, he was still receiving training from his teachers.

And the other party is already on his own.

Is there anyone else in the Snake Sect?

There must be some!

But why let a young man take charge?

In addition to the fact that the young people in front of them are indeed outstanding in strength, I am afraid that the Snake Sect also suffered heavy losses in the 'Black Disaster'. Those experienced old guys should have suffered all casualties, and the young people in front of them had to stand up.

The Snake Faction encountered a crisis and still chose to fight.

Why can't the Wolf Faction?

Suddenly, Horuf made up his mind.

He wants to tell those old guys that the witchers are not dead yet!

No!

The witcher will never die!

The wolf, running proudly under the sky.

Snake, hidden in the darkness...eternal life!

As long as the Serpent Faction does not perish, the Demon Hunters will remain forever.

And as a wolf faction?

He doesn't mind bringing more protection to the Snake Faction and letting the Wolf Faction run again.

However, this takes some time and discernment.

Horuf has always had some bad guesses about some hidden things in the 'Black Disaster'.

"Leave the matter of the Snake Faction to yourselves."

"Wolf faction..."

"We'll go again."

After speaking, Horuf turned around and walked towards his collapsed room. An indescribable vitality burst out from the retired demon hunter.

There is no more that heavy air of twilight.

Qin Ran stared at the other person.

He said nothing more.

There is no need to say anything more.

The Snake Sect has truly appeared.

All this is enough.

"'Broker,' not only did you have an unexpected chess piece in your layout, but also, with the appearance of this chess piece, a missing chess piece also returned to the chessboard, and the stress response in your layout increased again. What could it be?"

The corners of Kieran's mouth turned up slightly.

He never worried about his opponent's reaction.

As long as you have traveled there, there will be traces.

And these traces will be the clues he needs most.

As long as he catches these clues, he can turn passivity into initiative, and then find the root of the 'broker' in this copy world.

He was very curious as to why the 'broker' arranged the layout in this dungeon world.

And, of course, Boll.

Thinking of Bol, Qin Ran pondered for a moment and then walked towards the room on the side of the courtyard.

There was Bol's room.

In the room, Bol was drinking tea.

He hoped to use tea to suppress the anxiety in his heart.

However, after taking two sips, he couldn't help but stand up and pace around the room. Since the entire Sika City was under martial law, pacing around the room had become his habit.

Another new habit is to go to the lobby of Yanan Hotel to inquire about information.

However, the information he found out made Bol even more impatient.

Viscount Sika is confirmed dead!

The viscount's sister will become the new lord!

I wonder if the new lord will open up the entire territory!

In case it takes a little longer...

Thinking of this, Bol's heart tightened.

You know, this is linked to his life.

Otherwise, how could he, a player, care about the noble status of a dungeon world.

And, more importantly, this time it was his key point.

If it can be completed smoothly, he will have a chance to make a comeback.

Even able to catch up with that person...

When Bol thought of the 'Demon of Fire', he thought of what happened in Sika City recently.

Although he had no definite evidence, he instinctively felt that the recent events in Sika City should have something to do with the 'Fire Demon'.

And there is no doubt that the 'Demon of Fire' will definitely gain considerable benefits from these things.

Boll had nothing to envy about this.

All I have is envy.

A kind of envy for the 'freedom' that comes with great strength.

At the same time, such envy made him more courageous!

"Aim for the 'Demon of Fire'!"

"Maybe I'm still far behind now, but one day I will reach that point!"

"And when that time comes..."

With the thoughts in his mind, the figure of the woman began to appear in Boll's mind, and immediately, uncontrollable hatred appeared in Boll's heart.

"Maybe you've moved away."

"But there are still your legacy in the huge city!"

"They inherit everything from you and enjoy benefits that far exceed those of other players."

"Similarly, they will inherit your hatred!"

Bol clenched his fists involuntarily.

However, he was not impulsive. Instead, he was thinking about his plan more calmly.

And at this time——

Boom, boom, boom.

"Please come in."

Bol said very politely.

Although he didn't see the person knocking on the door, he knew that only that person would knock on the door.

His bodyguard never knew what was knocking on the door, even though he told him countless times.

As for the others?

He chose his own house for the sake of peace and quiet. No one would come here. The boss, Horuf, would choose a more appropriate place to talk, and it would definitely not be here.

And those with bad intentions will not knock on the door.

Kieran pushed the door open and entered.

Bol had already stood up.

"Colin."

Bol called Qin Ran by a false name.

"What are your future plans?"

"After truly inheriting the title."

Qin Ran asked.

Since the 'broker' is paying attention to Boll, Boll must be useful.

He doesn't know yet, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

"After I successfully inherited the title, I hope to gain a higher reputation and position - although my initial idea was just to achieve the current foundation."

Bol said without any concealment.

Regarding the 'Demon of Fire' in front of him, Bol felt that there was no need to hide it.

Not only because of his strength, but also because Bol knew exactly why Kieran asked.

The other party must have his own plan.

And this kind of inquiry is because we don’t want the plans of both parties to conflict.

"very nice."

Qin Ran nodded.

This is not a perfunctory compliment, but a genuine compliment.

Lone travelers will be eliminated sooner or later if they do not have the mentality to overachieve their tasks.

In fact, it is better to choose to form a clique and live a better life.

Obviously, Bol understood what Kieran meant.

He nodded in agreement, then smiled bitterly.

“When I first chose basic, I thought I was ‘acting within my ability’, but now I choose ‘excess’ because I am unwilling to do so.”

“Before, I had always avoided the question ‘what to do next’!”

"I was just thinking, 'I'll get through the current difficulty first, and I'll talk about the rest later.' But I ignored that, even if I was lucky enough to get through the current difficulty, I would fall into 'difficulty' again later!"

"If I didn't have a good profit, I would be stuck in this vicious cycle forever."

"It's better than..."

"Give it a try!"

Having said this, Bol seemed to be relieved, and the anxiety and impatience in his heart seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment. He leaned back in the chair in a comfortable posture, his whole body relaxed and limp, and there was a real smile on the corner of his mouth. smile.

"So relaxing."

"Say it, it finally feels much easier."

"Colin, do you know?"

"Ever since I 'waked up' and learned about my situation, I have been very anxious - the sense of gap that I used to be ahead of everyone, but now I am falling behind everyone, and I am about to 'die' The sense of crisis turned me into a completely different person. In order to survive, I knelt down and thought about evil tricks."

"I think I did everything right."

"What's wrong with doing this in order to survive?"

"But unfortunately, every time I meet you, every time it ends in failure. I almost despair, and then..."

"You made a fair deal with me!"

“Give me the opportunity I’ve always wanted!”

"And Lawless helped me sincerely. That kind of sincerity was real, not hypocritical. I could feel it. I suddenly found that I had friends again."

"That feeling is awesome!"

When Boer started to ramble, he looked almost lawless, and even rambled more.

Lawless is habitually long-winded and titillating.

Bohr, on the other hand, confided after being suppressed for a long time.

But fortunately, as a lawless friend, Kieran was used to such verbosity and did not have any impatience. He listened quietly. Then, when Bol stopped, Kieran picked up the tea in front of him.

"Honor the lawlessness!"

Qin Ran said.

"Honor the lawlessness!"

Bol picked up the tea cup without hesitation, touched it lightly with Kieran, and drank it in one gulp. Then, he said with a smile: "I promised that guy to go back and treat him to a drink."

"I hope he doesn't have a bad appetite recently, otherwise, I might have to stay and work in the tavern."

"The fees there are just too expensive."

As he said that, Bol shrugged his shoulders.

The Harvest Tavern is notoriously expensive.

Although there are free drinks and drinks from time to time, if you dare to spend all your money, the lady boss's knife is very sharp.

Although lawlessness will stand in front of you most of the time, there are always times when lawlessness cannot protect itself - so there is nothing wrong with lone travelers who go to the Harvest Tavern knowing that they should prepare 3-5 points with them.

3 points for tea.

5 points for beer.

It can just soothe the boss lady's anger.

"Believe me, Lawless Appetite has always been a good one."

"And working there is not as good as working harder than you are now."

With lawlessness as a topic buffer, Kieran also began to joke.

"That's right."

"Wish us all the best!"

Bol picked up the tea cup again.

After Qin Ran clinked glasses with the other party and drank all the tea, he put down the cup and lowered his voice unconsciously: "Will being a believer of the God of War help you?"

The identity of a believer in the God of War?

Boll was stunned for a moment and then reacted.

"have!"

"Although that glory has dimmed, the God of War is still the mainstream in Etantino."

"Many nobles, including the royal family, believe in that person."

"But it's not easy to obtain the identity of that believer. That's not something Kimpton can handle."

Bol said with certainty.

In fact, when hiring Ashcano as a bodyguard, apart from Ashcano's strength, what Bol valued most was his adoptive father, Father Mona.

But unfortunately, it was not only Kimpton who could impress Father Mona.

Although most of the time, the other party is willing to help for Kimpton's sake.

"If you know some secret information, it will be enough to help you."

"I met some mysterious beings in Sika City."

"It should be the Silent Night Secret Order that Horuf mentioned."

"They are related to a series of recent events in Sika City - the priest should be very concerned about this news. Similarly, after learning the news as quickly as possible, he will not mind giving you more information. help."

Qin Ran said slowly.

Bol's eyes lit up.

Then, he nodded without hesitation.

"I understand."