Chapter 213

Frankly speaking, Isaac didn't understand how Shona failed, nor did he understand the reason for the rejection.

"Say something I can understand, so your confession was rejected?"

"No, I rejected him first when he discovered my feelings, and then ran away."

"...Are you really Shona?"

"What's wrong? Do I look fake?"

"Shouldn't Shona face the difficulty, attack directly, take the initiative, and slap him in the face?"

"...I...Is this the impression I'm giving people?"

"So what's his business?"

Shona pushed the wine glass towards Isaac, hinting for him to give him another glass.

But Isaac covered the rim of the cup with his palm and had no intention of giving it to her.

"Don't be drunk and talk to me calmly."

"Uh...according to my clever guess, he...should...go to the capital to confess to Princess Treya who has been looking for him?"

"???"

——This man is indeed a scumbag who is messing around with women everywhere!

"Every time he mentioned this, his face showed the same expression of 'controlling destiny' before, waiting for his success to return to the stage. Speaking of which, when he used to watch the adventurer play chess, I’ve seen that expression. The expression of taking control of everything, and then maybe being killed~”

"You seem very unhappy, Shona."

"Kind of. I didn't think about the possibility of him losing, though."

Shona took the empty wine glass back and looked at the bottom of the glass, which had only about a drop of capacity left.

"If we lose, can we pry open some of his hard shell?"

Chapter 243 Cloudy Day

The weather is very bad today.

When Will got up, he saw a completely "cloudy day", but it was not a cloudy day where it would rain.

The sky above is pitch black, not a blur of gray.

It seemed like adding this layer of "atmosphere" pressure to Will, who was already under a lot of psychological pressure just to meet Thereya.

And the even stranger thing is...

Will walks down the street.

Today's street scene is more solemn than before. There are not many people on the street, and few shops are open and busy.

And what's even more terrifying is...

The number of guards was greater than ever before.

After living in the capital for three years, Will is very familiar with the patrols in the capital. At least in three years, he has never seen such a need for so many guards.

Is...what happened to the royal family again?

No, even if His Majesty Edward dies, it won't cause so many guards to take to the streets, right?

Wearing his hat, Will walked quickly through them and came to the blacksmith shop.

What greeted him was probably the only happy thing today.

"I haven't seen such an anxious customer like you for a long time. But fortunately, uncle, I am very interested in this kind of challenging project."

Will originally thought he wouldn't get a concrete reply.

What I didn't expect was...

Sword of Shadow Nightmare.

Now it was lying nicely on his palm.

It is very light when weighed. Although the width of the blade has exceeded the scope of "rapid sword", the weight may be only four-fifths of some royal rapiers.

For a swordsman who is good at agility, this is indeed a very handy weapon!

as well as……

It's really "black".

The forging did not change the color of the raw material, it still retained its weird black color, and after it was turned into a sword, this black color seemed to be able to cut something.

What's even more wonderful is probably the hilt of the sword. He really took that piece of rag...

Well, not rags, but a deep curse from the "demon dungeon".

It is wrapped around the hilt of the sword like a bandage. When you hold it, you can feel the layers of texture. It feels very good in the hand.

"...Thank you so much!"

"It's nothing, the shield you want is here too."

"!!!"

Will originally thought that it would be great if something could be done well.

but……

A shield for Yiel was also prepared.

The ice blue shield matches well with Yiel’s attributes, and more importantly...

"Why do you have to put dog paw prints on the shield? You are such a strange person."

"It's custom-made, so it should be weird enough!"

"Okay, okay. Once this is done, I may have to close the shop. If you need any after-sales service, you won't be looking for me here anymore, right?"

"……ah?"

Will was stunned for a moment.

"I've been out of business for a long time, and it's almost time to pack up and leave. It seems that even taking orders from the royal family in the capital will be unstable."

He sighed, and Will noticed that the fire behind him had been turned off, which at least proved that the blacksmith shop would not be open today.

"Then...where will you go after that?"

"It's better not to stay in the capital. It would be great to do business for adventurers. I will move to a place with dungeons. By the way, you seem to be quite familiar with adventurers. The blacksmith who usually helps adventurers make weapons is Don’t you have to follow the dungeon?”

"..."

Will was dumbfounded by the question.

For him, the "blacksmith" and "blacksmith shop" are completely fixed-point functional NPCs in the game. Anyway, if you look for them wherever you go, you will definitely find them and they will respond to your requests.

From the perspective of planning, functional things need to change as needed, but in any case, "players" must be able to find people when they want to find them.

...

But they are indeed "people" living in this world, and the blacksmiths in this world view are relatively skilled and earn more than ordinary farmers.

So...

Because the "dungeon" is not fixed, the gathering points of adventurers are also not fixed, so these "functional NPCs" must move with them in order to support their families.

At the same time...

They will also change their location due to the "events" encountered in this world.

The objects and people that change are also part of the "authenticity" of this world.

"Stop talking? I think so too. A young master like you should not know these details. It's okay. I know a lot of blacksmiths and can help me."

He waved his hand.

"Are you going to the Imperial City to look for Princess Treya?"

"Uh... why..." Will realized that he really didn't hide much in front of the blacksmith, "Well. Maybe I'll leave this afternoon, after all, she... has been waiting for me for a long time."

"Actually, I didn't recognize you as the young master on the missing person notices posted all over the city."

"Huh?"

Will thought that he was being tricked by someone if he replied all of a sudden.

"Uncle, when I'm busy, I have so many orders a day, how can I possibly observe every customer. It's just..."

He pointed across the street.

"Today, the missing person notices were torn off one by one by the guards, and I just found that the person printed on them looks quite similar to you."

Torn...

Torn off?

Will's eyes widened.

He was not used to reading his own missing person notices, so when he passed by, he would deliberately avoid it and would not look at it if he could avoid facing it directly.

"Everyone is saying whether Princess Treya has found someone. I wonder..."

The blacksmith's face muscles were squeezed to a slit, and he looked at Will.

"Maybe?"

"..."

--Strange, strange, strange.

--Why is this happening?

--Why did this happen?

"Ah... ah, yes, I... I'll take my things and leave first."

Will walked quickly on the way back to "home", then opened his eyes wide and looked at the walls of all the streets he passed by--

No more, no more, no more.

There was no missing person notice posted all over the city.

All that could be seen were some glue marks left on the walls.

Nothing else was left.

The guards were really fast, especially in a capital controlled by the royal family.

"Huh... what on earth... what on earth happened?"

Will closed the door of his house, leaned his shield against the door, looked at the wooden floor of his house, and began to pant.

His brain was spinning frantically, analyzing the current information. But unfortunately, he felt that the information in his hands would never give him an answer.

Did Treya find out that he had arrived in the capital?

It's not impossible, but since she found out, why didn't she come directly to the door?

Could it be that the royal family... had something happened again?

Damn, if it was something important about the royal family, the original work should have mentioned it at this point in time, but he couldn't remember it at all.

If only the "Mission System" was still at hand, he could flip through it page by page to confirm.

The situation is a little different now.

How to say it...

The most subtle thing is that it seems that nothing has changed, but Will has a strong "feeling of misfortune" in his heart, just like the day he met Leah.

For Will, he has two choices -

1. Go out now, report directly to the guards, and enter the palace.

2. Escape from the capital immediately. The situation is a little wrong. Let's talk about it later.

Moreover, this choice must be made as soon as possible.

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