Endless Debt.

Chapter 612 Disaster is approaching
The downsizing came suddenly, and there was no chance of counterattack. Palmer dragged Hart back to the table next to the chessboard round table. In this ghost place, this is the safest place for the time being.

Because of Hart's fall, there was one less player who rolled the dice in each round, and the number of action points calculated by superimposition was reduced, which shortened the distance Dawn advanced each round.

Boluoge felt the pressure. In the previous board game, they fell under the tide of hordes of monsters and lost the game in the battle, but now a new crisis has appeared. The number of points will only become less and less, and the supply points that are close at hand will become out of reach.

"We need to pick up the pace."

Burlogo suggested, "Roll the dice as soon as possible, and solve the incident quickly!"

In order to speed up the game speed and thus speed up the number of rounds, Burlogo hopes that Hart's will will be strong enough to minimize the need for rounds.

Palmer looked up and asked, "What do you think Hart's nightmare would be?"

"The most fearful part of him," Gauld explained.

Palmer didn't continue to ask. From Gould's state of coexistence of madness and rationality, Palmer could feel the horror of the nightmare, and looked at Hart with pity and concern.

"What does Hart fear?" asked Burlogo.

"I don't know," Palmer shook his head. He didn't know much about this friend. "He didn't tell me that."

This is probably the etiquette among adults. Hart often goes to Palmer's reception and drinks with him until dawn, but he rarely tells Palmer about his troubles. Work protest.

No matter who it is, when everyone gets together, they are telling some silly jokes, and then you talk to each other, like a stew, constantly adding more jokes, making the jokes weird, and everyone laughs and pants Out of breath.

Sad things are never discussed.

Palmer didn't know what Hart was afraid of.

"look."

Amy's voice sounded, and she stood beside Hart, stroking Hart gently, combing the messy hair, as if she was stroking a big dog.

"Just like me in the past, other people's strange eyes, different bodies, and incompatibility with society... This is exactly what Hart is afraid of."

The appearance of Hart as a beast is well known in the Field Service Department, and everyone has long been accustomed to it. Hart can calmly greet others and talk about recent events together, as if he is still an ordinary person.

But it is different after leaving the Bureau of Order. If Hart walks on the street, people will treat him as an exquisite doll, and if he opens his bloody mouth, people will scream in horror.

Hart has been unable to integrate into the original world. Since becoming a beast, he has hardly left the Bureau of Order. He has imprisoned himself in this world, even if he has done nothing wrong.

Everyone fell silent in unison, and Amy rubbed Hart's face pitifully, hoping to share his pain, but she knew that there was nothing she could do.

Irwin picked up the dice and handed him to Burrog, "If the wish card is drawn, it can allow us to escape from here."

Canary questioned, "Let's not talk about whether we can get that card, who can guarantee that after getting that card, I will make such a wish?"

"I'll take everyone away," Burlogo said, taking the dice. "As for the reasons... I don't like explanations, I prefer actions."

Palmer and Amy did not speak, they were on the side of Burlogo, they believed in Burlogo, and Burlogo also believed in them, this is beyond doubt, the real difference lies in the three of Canary, Irving, and Cinderella. among people.

"I hope I am a noble person. This game should only be played by me alone. It is my responsibility to involve you."

Irving said, "If I got that card, I'd make a wish for you guys to leave, and I'd just keep playing."

Palmer was puzzled, "Is immortality so worth your obsession?"

"I know what you're going to say, about the cruelty of eternal life," Irwin quoted another story, "You tell the child the horror of the fire, and it won't quench his curiosity, but he will only be touched by the flame." After the burn, he will truly understand your words."

Burlog looked at Irving scrutinizingly, "Is your word worth believing?"

"That's up to you."

Irving looked straight into Bologo's eyes without the slightest retreat, "Noble people don't say they are noble, but those who mention it repeatedly are extremely hypocritical... It sounds a bit paradoxical, but I really want to be A noble man."

Although he is an author, Irwin is not good at defending himself. On the contrary, because of living alone for a long time, Irwin's language skills are poor, and sometimes he even forgets his words and stutters when he speaks in a hurry.

In this regard, Irving and Burlogo are somewhat similar. They will only speak out their attitudes forcefully, and leave the rest to action.

Burrog turned to look at Canary. Burrog didn't trust Canary. To be precise, he believed in Canary to a certain extent, but he didn't trust the existence of Canary itself.

This is a bit awkward to say, but looking back at Burlogo's experience, the doubts are obvious.

Bologo thought that he was not under the control of the devil, but he was always indirectly helping the devil. It was difficult to judge whether Canary was in such a state.

Irwin felt that he had dragged everyone into the happy garden, but Canary also had a ticket on him, and Canary also felt that he had accidentally dragged others into the quagmire.

But is this really the case?Was this coincidence intentionally created by the devil?
If so, what is the purpose of the devils?Who is Happy Garden for, for Canary, or Irwin, or even himself?

Burrog turned his attention to the last person, and Cinderella sat obediently on the chair. She didn't directly participate in the fight against the monster, but her body was still stained with a lot of blood.

Because of their identities as potion masters and Amy's own fighting skills, Amy briefly told Cinderella how to use the weapon. Now Cinderella is playing with the dagger, imagining that she can use it to pierce the monster's body Throat.

Burlog tried to suspect Cinderella, but when he noticed this, Burlog realized that he knew very little about Cinderella.

The cold rough house made of cement comes to mind.

Bologo didn't ask questions, but raised his hand and rolled the dice. There was pressure from monsters and even devils on the outside, and the fallen Hart on the inside, as well as other people's unknown wishes.

The dice landed on the chessboard, and after a crisp impact sound, the dice were rotated. As always, the points were integrated and converted into advance values. The Dawn sailed through most of the wilderness, and the supply point was close at hand.

The white gull waved several slender arms with blood condensed, grabbed the pile of cards and handed them to others, and Burlogo took the lead to draw the cards.

This time, Bologo is still the event card·Quiet Time, and at the same time White Gull narrates, "Nothing happened, and the quiet time is as precious as gold."

Palmer drew a card, "Event Card Undecided Good Luck."

Bai Gu's tone became strange, as if this incident should not have happened, "An inexplicable good luck has arrived."

Cinderella flipped through the rule book and added.Not all players understand all card effects like Palmer.

"The player gets temporary good luck, and in the next few rounds, the judgment range of success will become larger."

Luck is an unpredictable factor. In order to use it reasonably in the game, the most obvious manifestation is the change in the point requirements. After increasing the success judgment range, it is easier for Palmer to throw a big success.

Palmer laughed out of the blue, he was so unlucky that he got lucky. This sounds like a black humorous joke. Before changing it, Palmer could still joke about it and make the atmosphere lighter, but now Palmer couldn't do it.

A strong sense of unease spread in Palmer's heart. He began to understand Gould's words. This damn game will break the most vulnerable part of your heart.

There was a deadly familiarity to what was happening now, and Palmer remembered the day when he almost died and almost lost Church.

This is too bad.

In the subsequent card draws, all the drawn events were benign, but these events did not improve the current predicament much. In the end, it was Irving's turn to draw cards, drawing a card from the blood-stained deck, and after turning over the cards, In an instant, sharp fangs pierced out from the frame of the card and bit through Irwin's finger.

Cinderella reacted very quickly, stabbing out the dagger immediately, piercing the card with one blow, nailing it to the ground, and then there was a scream of anger in the card, and a ferocious monster was constantly screaming.

"Disaster Card Tyrannical Calamity."

The white gull was talking, and at the same time, heavy and powerful footsteps came from behind the carriages, and the coagulated blood came against the wind, as if emitted from countless accumulated corpses.

　Pay attention to your safety, everyone. I have nothing to do for the time being, but I have been busy with these things recently.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)