The People Walking in Dungeons Are Surely Not Normal

Chapter 3529 Noisy

Heloise's disgust showed openly.

The disappointment in her eyes was the same as when she talked about Xi Lan's drinking.

I was not annoyed or disgusted, but smiled and said in the same tone as usual: "Yesterday's battle, the dragon tribe suffered heavy casualties. Salem was very angry, so he had no choice but to get drunk with him to relieve his sorrow."

"Drunk to drown your sorrows?" Heloise sneered: "That's a joke!"

"I have only heard that sorrow can be eliminated by facing difficulties and solving them. I have never heard that avoiding difficulties can also eliminate sorrow."

Heloise's words made sense, and I couldn't refute it, but I didn't want to continue to argue with her about this issue, so I said softly: "Maybe it will work, but maybe it will work."

Heloise was silent for a few seconds, then she suddenly stuck her head out, stared into my eyes seriously for a while, then suddenly raised her eyebrows and said curiously: "You don't seem to have any intention of being hungover."

"I will never pour a thousand cups, and I will never get drunk from ten thousand cups."

"Bragging" Heloise curled her lips disdainfully.

I didn’t explain too much. Just at this time, the food was served, and Heloise and I started eating.

After the meal, we continued walking on the street.

If it weren't for the vast majority of people in the Oathkeepers organization who have long been accustomed to the fact that Heloise and I walked side by side, and this happened to be the period of preparation for war, and the Demon Realm suffered heavy losses in the last war, it would have been There will be rumors that Heloise and I have an affair.

Who knows, someone will deliberately make up a tragic, sad, lingering, or throbbing troubadour to connect me, a little-known but high-status adventurer, with Heloise. The true descendants of the founder of the Oath Keepers organization and the granddaughters of Niwu's countless generations were woven together and passed down through word of mouth.

Maybe a hundred or thousand years later, this troubadour will be fortunate enough to be included in the official history books and become a love epic that will be sung forever.

Therefore, not all history is reliable.

Only history written by people who are impartial, truthful, and upright can be history that truly conforms to the facts, and can truly be recognized as history.

However, there are not many such histories.

As far as I know, the vast majority of history is artificial history mixed with more than half artistic processing and less than half historical facts.

In addition to this, there is also a small part of history that, as I just said, is purely fabricated through a picture.

Some people may say that you are regarded as a powerful person with a higher status than an apostle. How could an adventurer or bard arrange you at will?

Don't want to die?

However, the reality is that the more powerful the existence, the easier it is to be orchestrated by adventurers or bards.

Because they know very well that they are just creating some innocuous rumors. Strong people will choose to ignore these rumor-making ants and the rumors they create because of their dignity.

Clearly, they are extremely skilled at mastering this psychology.

So, should I say, thanks for the war?

After thinking about it, I still didn't say these words.

While walking side by side, Heloise and I talked a lot, most of which were related to the war and losses.

According to Heloise, if this war continues for several months, there will be no more adventurers available in the Demon World.

A war every three days, lasting for several months, would probably be too much for even the Zephyr Continent.

"Where are the new adventurers?" I couldn't help but curiously asked: "I haven't seen many adventurers coming here recently. Is it possible that in the next war, we have to rely on this group of adventurers who are already exhausted to continue to support us? ?”

"No," Heloise said: "If there is no follow-up force, the group of adventurers in the city may flee, or they may directly mutiny."

"If they rebel, aren't they worried that the apostles will kill them all?"

"How is that possible?" Heloise said: "The apostles will not kill these ants. The only ones who can really kill them are the war supervisors of the six major organizations."

"But" Heloise then added: "By that time, even the combat supervisor will probably be able to escape without a single one left."

"The war supervisor also escaped?" I sneered: "How did you become a war supervisor when you can't even risk your own life?"

"Those war supervisors are all descendants of the families of the top leaders of the six major organizations. They are sent to the battlefield mainly for the purpose of plating gold. If they are not strong enough and die on the battlefield."

"How?" I asked, "Is there any pension?"

"Don't think about it," Heloise said: "The families of the side descendants also rely on the main family for their livelihood. If they are killed in battle, they can only be regarded as normal contributions to the family."

"It was so dark."

I shook my head and sighed.

"Darkness?" Heloise sneered: "There are darker ones, but I don't bother to say them."

I had no interest at all in those darker family histories, so I just waved my hand and said, "If we don't talk about this anymore, how long will it take for the new adventurers to arrive?"

"How long?" Heloise thought for a while and said, "It will be there tomorrow at the latest."

"Tomorrow?" After a pause, I sighed: "I'm afraid that in one day, a considerable number of adventurers will die on the battlefield again."

"Who says it isn't?" Heloise was helpless and sad.

After all, quite a few of these adventurers are the mainstay of the Oathkeepers organization.

The ones who came this time were the real mainstays, not the troublemaking guys before.

Once this group of adventurers is lost here, it will inevitably cause considerable losses to the Oathkeeper organization.

Fortunately, not only the Oathkeepers organization suffered losses, but the six major organizations also suffered losses to varying degrees, and even the little-known large, medium and small organizations also suffered losses to varying degrees.

Although there has been a considerable reduction in staff, the overall structure of the Demon World has not changed.

Therefore, when the issue of the number of adventurers that may be lost was mentioned, Heloise did not have much emotional fluctuations, just a touch of sadness, that's all.

In fact, just as Heloise said, one day later, adventurers from other parts of the Demon World arrived on motorcycles.

In an instant, the town became lively.

This excitement has infected many adventurers. Of course, there are quite a few adventurers who are not affected by the excitement and remain silent and sad.

That night, the custom shops and gambling houses became lively again.

But I know very well that this liveliness will not last long, and probably after tomorrow, the whole town will be quiet again.

Because, in the demon world, there is no way to fight against giant human monsters yet.

Until this problem is completely solved, we can only use the number of people to pile it up.

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