Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
The negotiation with the Continent of Immortal Relics failed. With their people killed, there was no need to continue the peace talk.
“You bunch of noobs; don’t ever come again?” The people in St. Heinz’s grand palace exchanged a look.
For one instant, they had the urge to kill people.
They could all see the shock and other complicated feelings in each other’s eyes.
“This damn arrogant barbaric native!”
“I’ve never seen such an arrogant and self-important man before!”
“Who does he think he is?”
“Damn it! Who will teach him a lesson?!”
Voices sounded in the grand palace, causing a mess.
At this moment, even people like the World Mage Hematon, who enjoyed a lofty status among the saint-level masters, said, “These people are indeed arrogant.
“But… they don’t know about Mr. St. Heinz or any of us in this palace. Therefore, I think their arrogance is understandable.”
Hearing his words, many people nodded in agreement.
“Well…” The woman wearing the crown yawned and said lazily, “Despite the surprises, I do find this war waged by St. Heinz quite interesting.
“It would be boring to watch a war with a predictable result.”
“You’re right, Your Highness.” St. Heinz obviously was suppressing his fury. It felt like he was never this furious before, but he hid it well.
His face turned livid after all the projected images disappeared from the grand palace.
He looked like a volcano that was on the verge of erupting after being dormant for 10,000 years.
“My Lord, what should we do now?” The white-robed old man asked him respectfully.
“The Thorn Flower Family and Flame Bird Family were arrogant and severely underestimated the enemies, causing the undesirable result of this war! They must be dealt with immediately!” St. Heinz’s cold voice resonated in the palace.
“How about Carl and the others…” The old man asked again.
“Tell people that they have been rescued. From now on, don’t mention it again. Put more efforts on the promotion of the new mystic realms.”
“Yes!” The old man knew what to do.
He said to a servant beside him, “Tell that Luther to keep a low profile for the time being.”
He believed that people would soon forget the whole thing.
…
For elf girls like Sala, the knights of Golden Griffin Knight Legion such as Helen and Elven, and ordinary mercenaries like Big Sword Crete, a cross-continental war was something very distant from their daily lives.
This war was something to talk about after eating but not a main event in their lives.
“I envy the people living on that continent… they can fly on swords and even grow wings made of swords. They even have the spiritual spell that can heal any injuries and wounds. It’s a magical, romantic, and elegant place!” Elf Girl Sala sat on a bench on the square and looked up at the sky. Some white pigeons landed on the back of the bench while another flew into her arms.
The sun was setting, and she was enjoying some rare break time.
“Do you think so, Ms. Helen?”
“I think their words are very philosophical.” Helen nodded and then copied the Nalan Hongwu’s words with a straight face, “Only sincere people can reach the pinnacle stage of swordsmanship!”
“He’s indeed a sword master!” Sala exclaimed, “He defeated an opponent who was one realm higher than him with only one sword strike. It’s unimaginable!”
“The people who dared to challenge Godly Punisher Aude are so brave!” Helen said in high spirits.
“Do you mean that maniac? It was so scary!” Sala covered her mouth and said, “For several times, I was worried that he would fail and die. I just can’t believe it…”
…
– Meanwhile, in the Yuanyang City Shop –
Two people of Ultimate West Realm were slowly walking toward the internet café while carrying a specially-made chair. The ‘brave warrior’ who the two girls had mentioned was now wrapped in white bandages with only his eyes exposed to the air.
Three janitors walked out of the shop with brooms in their hands.
They yelled, “Only three seats are left! Hurry up!”
“Ahh-” The man covered in bondage yelled, “Hurry! Hurry! There will be no seats for us if we don’t hurry!”
The two people of the Ultimate West Realm began to run with the chair.
Snap!
Snap!
The arms of this brave warrior bumped up and flipped around, dislocating themselves from their sockets again.
Behind them, Ebley’s face twitched, “No! The bones broke again…”
“Can’t we heal him with some spiritual spell…”
“We tried it many times; it didn’t work…”
“Ahhh!”
Pathetic screams sounded in the area.
When they walked into the shop, they saw a white-clothed fairy taking the last chair.
“Waiting for 1,000 years…” While humming, she began to watch the TV Series.
“…”
“Ahh-!” More screams rose.
…
For players in the Yuanyang City, Half City, and Jiuhua City, this war seemed to have little impact on their daily lives.
They continue to cultivate and kill Abyss Demons, doing things that they had been doing before the war.
…
Different from people in the old shops, the people in this new city regarded the game in the shop as an exquisitely-made mystic realm. Everyday, like the elves who had stumbled into the shop by accident, Joseph, Cia, and other young people who came in out of curiosity, and others with other intentions, many new players came into the shop.
…
At this moment, they saw a message jump out in the game.
In the group chat, they saw a link to the post-bar. After clicking it open, they found that it was an announcement about a new game.
“Assassin’s Creed?”
This game even had a cinematic trailer?!
“But… assassins?”
Subconsciously, many players frowned.
Even the players in the old shops were baffled about this new game.
Also, just release the game! Now with this all these cinematics, we can’t play…
The worst part of this was that they still clicked on the cinematics to watch it.
