Chapter 840 Playfulness

The game between guilds is often chaotic, and even the slightest noise will be regarded as an enemy.

Just because we spent a whole day with Emily, other guilds in Moonlight City thought that we were related to the Rose Legion.

Gossip and comparison are inseparable from these two things as long as one is human, but some people take them more seriously and some people take them less seriously.

Compared with the extremely utilitarian human race, the elves behave quite naturally. In the conversations between the women, they only occasionally mention trivial matters about the Rose Legion, and when they mention it, they are very calm, without jealousy, only envious.

It is normal to be envious. In Moonlight City, women are not necessarily able to join the Rose Legion. They must also have both strength and good looks. These are the two iron rules for joining the Rose Legion.

I am very curious about this: there is no need to betray appearance, is appearance really so necessary?

Emily said calmly: "I don't set the rules. I'm only responsible for the guild's combat affairs."

In fact, I don’t need her to say it, I also know that this rule is definitely not set by her. The reason is very simple. Not to mention Moonlight City alone, even in the entire Zephyr Continent, there is no one more beautiful than her. If her aesthetics is used as the rule , in such a large Zephyr Continent, not more than a hundred people can be selected to join the association.

Of course, those who have good looks but insufficient strength cannot join the Legion of Roses. In Emily's words: either they are strong or they have great potential. The Legion of Roses is not a vase shop and does not need to look at useless women.

Straightforward, sharp, and merciless, these words, like her personality, are like a sword, a sharp sword.

The elven women who couldn't join the Rose Legion were either not strong enough, or average-looking, or had little potential, or had all three. In short, they were not qualified and were eliminated.

After being eliminated, if they still do not give up their faith and continue to insist on their dream of becoming adventurers, they will most likely find other large, medium and small guilds to survive. This is also the difference between the elves and other races. They do not have wandering adventurers, even if they are comprehensive No matter how weak the guy is, he can always find a place to stay.

But it is not easy for these large, medium and small guilds to get involved with the Rose Legion.

As the saying goes: Cling to the rich and powerful.

Almost every guild on the Zephyr Continent is eager to embrace the lap of the five major guilds. Even if they can touch a leg hair, it would be good. But since they can stand out and rank among the top five of all guilds, they must have their own uniqueness. , this uniqueness generally only has two points - strength and vision.

There is no doubt that they are strong, and their vision is absolutely sharp. Even if they cannot tell which guild is more developed at a glance, they can still estimate which guild is more beneficial to their development.

As the saying goes: Survival of the fittest, admission of the best.

The guilds that are allowed to be hugged by them are generally not snakes in the pit. Those guilds that have no chance to hug the wealthy people will naturally show envy after seeing these guilds, especially the elves who are not good at pretending, and even use... The expression on his face clearly expresses his feelings.

As the guild leader, I naturally have great confidence in the future of the guild, but I am very helpless about the current situation of the guild - a group of people would have to spend five and ten points to beat up a mon, just to get to the next level. Brushing monsters, I don’t know if it’s the Year of the Monkey, the Horse or the Moon.

These are not the key. The most urgent thing right now is the upcoming registration for the Japanese Wind Championship.

Once you register for the Zephyr Competition, it means that the day of the competition is not far away.

Can I really get a place in the Japanese Wind Championship with my current level?

I deeply doubt this.

But having a dream is better than not having a dream. A guy without a dream is just a salted fish at best, while a guy with a dream is a fresh fish that hasn’t been dried yet. It depends on whether he can get rid of the rope through his own struggle. , jump to success, or be worn away by life, and eventually become just another salted fish.

The women in the guild are chatting and gaining experience, while the men are working hard to fight and create experience. This is the current status of the Fearless Guild, and this status quo is still spreading in an infectious way. So far, it has infected at least There are more than a dozen elf guilds.

The elven women who used to work diligently to kill monsters suddenly turned into talkative women chatting with other women and gossiping. The difference from the talkative women standing in the street and scolding each other is that they are not only good at eloquence, but also powerful.

In fact, fighting monsters and upgrading is just like that. It is not necessary for everyone to participate. As long as you gather some of the most capable ones to go up, others can shout for help while gaining experience - the premise is that those who can fight must work hard and uncomplainingly. No complaints.

This situation is most suitable for our guild - Zach fights for Florence, Jackson fights for the boss lady, Billy fights for Gordo, Rocky fights for Lily, and I fight for Behind him, a group of chatting and spanking fiancées were fighting.

As for the other guilds that have been infected by our habit, some are the same as us, and some are different from us. Those who are in the same situation as us basically get along very harmoniously, and in those guilds that are in different situations than ours, the women in them generally Just chatting for a while and fighting monsters for a while, but I have found a way to achieve harmony.

Since Emily's team cleared this layer, it is difficult for elf adventurers to suffer casualties on this layer. In fact, this is the most normal phenomenon. After all, the elves are known as the most agile race, and they are as powerful as Amon. But guys with poor agility will generally find it difficult to touch them - just like monkeys and dogs, no matter how hard the dog tries, it can't touch the monkey, unless of course the monkey commits suicide.

Now it's time for Billy and Jackson to fight Amon together. I rested against the wall and watched the beautiful figures of the elves fighting. This was actually a kind of enjoyment.

While I was enjoying it, a bright white ball of light flew toward me. It was a small magic missile. It didn't contain much magic at first glance. Even if it hit me, it would only make a sound, but it would have no power.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the small light ball exploded, as gently as the breeze blowing on the body. He raised his head, and Yura was blinking at me with charming eyes: "Brother, what are you looking at?"

I curled my lips: "I'm watching the battle."

"Oh~ I thought you were looking at the graceful figure of the elf beauty~"

She definitely said this on purpose, and all the beautiful elves around me immediately focused their gazes on me with vigilance in their eyes.

"How is that possible?" I pretended to be calm and touched my forehead: "With so many beautiful fiancées, how could I still be bothered~"