The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 29
"Dear golden king, hello. I heard that my daughter assassinated you in Stone City. I think there is some misunderstanding. I did send my daughter to Stone City, but it was not to assassinate you. It is impossible for me to send People are so blatantly assassinated.

What worries me a little is that the guy who came to inform me is a faded person who was once driven away from the round table by me.He is an arrogant businessman who doesn't know the etiquette - and you also know that businessmen are heretics who are mercenary.I have some doubts that this is a conspiracy of his.My daughter may have been killed, he found a counterfeit, defrauded both of us for trust and money.Hope you can help me find out the truth.

I designed a situation, I told him that I would give up my daughter, if it was his companion, he would definitely take risks to rescue the companion.That way you can tell these two are liars, you don't have to say much, just show the majesty of the king of gold.Although that businessman is despicable, he has some skills and can definitely push you to a higher level.

If that's really my daughter, please don't take my face into account, just graft her.She made a mistake and misinterpreted my intentions. To be able to become the power of the Golden King is also considered her meritorious deeds.

May the friendship between the Round Table and Stonewell last forever.

- Gideon Offnell"

That was the general content of the letter. Nefeli didn't quite understand the twists and turns in it, but she still understood the meaning of giving up her daughter.

Nefeli had been sitting in front of the blessing and crying for a long time, feeling helpless like a child lost with her mother.

Wuming now understands why Baizhi said that Neferi has a child-like character.

"It's almost done." Wuming supported his head, "What a big deal."

Nefeli raised her head and looked at Wuming:
"You already know the content of the letter, don't you?"

"I usually don't have much curiosity." Wuming said, "But what I want to know, I can always see."

Baizhi sealed the letter with multiple insurances, some of which would self-destruct if unpacked.

But Wuming didn't need to open the envelope to know the contents of the letter.

Light magic can not only make you invisible, but also reproduce images lost in time.

As long as the letter exists in the outside world, Wuming has a way to read the information in it.

Wuming gasped when he saw the contents of the letter.

This plan was not clever, and Bai Zhi didn't bother to play tricks at all, he wrote this letter immediately after hearing the anonymous report.

Simple, yet efficient.

As long as there is a gap in information between people, simple guidance can lead to catastrophe.

After reading the letter, Baizhi's wisdom was not felt, and Wuming was really impressed by the shame.

This insidious detriment is not only the conspiracy to let Wuming deliver the letter and then sell Wuming, but there are also many conspiracy.

No matter whether Wuming read the letter or not, and whether he will save Neferi, Baizhi will not lose.

And Wuming still can't say anything, this matter is his fault.

"I don't understand at all." Nefeli hugged her knees, "Didn't you mean to rescue me...and why do you still say you are a liar...Did my foster father not want me..."

The twists and turns of Baizhi were presented on the surface, which made Neferi's mind confused and sad.

"It's not that he doesn't want you at all." Wuming said, "That old man is very dirty."

"I don't understand what you're saying," Nefeli said. "Why can't the world be simpler."

Nameless squatted next to Nefeli and patted her on the shoulder:

"Then let me briefly explain to you how insidious that old thing is - his plan is to bet on his judgment on me."

"Why are you involved again?"

"He's betting on whether I'm a good person and whether I'll save you." Wuming shrugged.

Except for Nefeli's part, Wuming's judgment on Baizhi was not wrong.

Baizhi was not afraid of Gregor's strength at all, what he cared about was Gregor's identity, the blood of the Golden Clan and the opinion of King Rodel.

A cruel and brainless demigod like Gregor can survive only because of his sensitive identity.

Therefore, Baizhi had to draw a clear line with Nefeli immediately.This is his core purpose.

Based on this purpose, let's consider saving Nefeli.

Baizhi told Wuming bluntly that he wanted to give up Nefeli and his daughter.

If Wuming is a bad person, Baizhi will stop the loss immediately, give up Nefeli, and it will only be more dangerous to compromise with the bad person.

If Wuming is a good person, Baizhi's speech of abandoning his daughter will force Wuming to save Nefeli.And I didn't need to hurt a single soldier, but also destroyed Greck's trust in Wuming, and also dispelled the authenticity of Nefeli's identity.

Wuming finished explaining to Nefeli and concluded:
"He's not bad at all."

Baizhi is indeed practicing his words: based on the foregone conclusion, minimize losses and strive for benefits.

Nefeli silently digested the nameless explanation.

"So the adoptive father still gave up on me..." She was a little depressed, "I'm sorry, I also hurt you."

"Not exactly." Wuming said, "Baizhi wanted to harm me in the letter, which actually didn't help his plan much positively."

"Then why add all this?" Nefeli asked.

Nameless propped his face: "Probably because he is a rational person, but he still has feelings—he is angry and hates me."

"Angry?" Nefeli couldn't believe it. "I've never seen my adoptive father angry, nor have I seen him smile."

"You can't act emotionally, that's what he told me." Wuming said, "Don't act emotionally, it doesn't mean that you don't have emotions, but let emotion be your tendency to choose on a rational basis."

Nameless shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile:

"I'm reaping the consequences of myself. I sacrificed you and Baizhi in order to deceive Gregor's trust, and Baizhi came back in a blink of an eye."

"You're talking again I don't understand," Nefeli said.

"Have you forgotten, you are only Nefeli." Wuming said, "I revealed that Nefeli is Baizhi's daughter.

"Baizhi really knows his daughter very well. She knows that she will introduce herself before a fight, but only by name. I'm afraid he did send you to kill Grek, but the one who killed Grek was a faded person named Neferi, not Baizhi's daughter Nefeli."

Wuming spread his hands: "I pierced this layer of window paper. Otherwise, even if you fail, you won't die."

"Why don't you die even if you fail?"

"You know this better than me." Wuming said, "I'm just deducing it backwards, but you have the direct source of information."

"I don't know." Neferi fainted.

Wuming said: "It's not rational to write a letter to cheat me. From Baizhi's conspiracy, I feel an emotion, which is a kind of anger and hatred towards me, and it is the anger that comes only when I am convinced of what I have done. Baizhi was sure that I revealed your identity, which made him have to give up his daughter. Then how did he be sure about this?"

Nameless glanced at Nefeli:

"In Stone City, he should have sent you more than one."

Nefeli suddenly:
"You said this, some guards have indeed been replaced by his foster father, and he has been stationed in Stone City for a long time."

"That's right, I think there must be other people in this old thing." Wuming said, "In this way, even if you lose, he can rely on his inner brother to save you before the limb-attaching ceremony. He can also rely on The cronies around Greg will persuade and guide him. In this way, even if there are some loopholes in the words in his letter, he can still have enough strength to guide Greg. Even if I read the letter and do not cooperate, there will be other people to summon."

Nameless lay down on the ground:

"Originally, I wanted Greg to send guards to guard you, and then I would help you escape, so that Greg could blame the captain of the guard and improve Gotok's status. It's a pity that your father's letter made Greg suspect me, so it's not easy to handle , Guessing that there are people from your father in the guards, I think it is better not to continue this plan. Otherwise, I cheated on his people, and he will take revenge again, which is endless."

Nefeli finally understood roughly:

"Why can't it be simpler, it's better to kill Greg directly, strength is the proof of being king."

"It seems that Baizhi thinks that intelligence is also power." Wuming said, "There is another reason... Obviously, the military power of the round table is not as strong as the Golden Tree back then - an enemy of all forces. Even if he can be evenly matched with Wangcheng, As long as there are other forces eyeing him, he cannot rashly stir up conflict."

Wuming looked at Nefeli:
"Greek can't do anything to me, nor can we do anything to Baizhi. But we are not alone. It's not to protect ourselves, but to protect the weak and those who care."

Neferi was stunned for a moment.

She remembered the promise her foster father had made to her.

Nefeli sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again, she had recovered her composure.

"I see," she said.

"I doubt it." Nameless said.

Nefeli said: "You want to tell me that my adoptive father is not a completely heartless person, he still cares about me."

"You know how to focus on the key points." Wuming looked sideways.

Nefeli looked directly at Wuming:

"And you said so much to me to appease my emotions, thank you."

"Why is the comprehension so good suddenly?" Wuming wondered.

"Father said I have great potential." Nefeli said seriously.

Sitting in front of the blessing, she recalled:

"I once lost the guidance of blessings. It was my adoptive father who adopted me and gave me new goals. Since then, he has been my beacon, guiding me, leading me on the path of justice, and helping the weak."

"Lost the blessing's guidance?" Wuming interrupted her, "Aren't you sitting in front of the blessing now?"

Nefeli explained: "I heard that different people have different degrees of fading. Some faded people are not blessed at all, and they can't even see the blessing. And some people can't see the guidance of the blessing."

"There are still grades..." Wuming pondered.

Nefeli is still reflecting on herself:
"I relied too much on the beacon of my adoptive father, so that I lost my will. I panicked when I thought I was abandoned by my adoptive father. I am really ashamed of the name of a warrior."

She clenched her fists: "I still need to continue to hone myself."

She solemnly bowed to Wuming:
"Thank you for helping me regain my will. In the future, I will continue to temper myself, help my adoptive father to complete his great cause, and help more weak and weak. I will also continue to learn and not be so reckless."

After Nefeli thanked her solemnly, she realized that Wuming wasn't listening at all, and was still in a trance.

Nefeli stepped forward suspiciously, shaking her hand in front of the nameless shield.

"Ha, I came up with a good idea." Wuming jumped up suddenly, startling Neferi.

Nameless paced around in circles: "I can also set up some level systems. Different customers have different levels, get different services, and charge different fees. Earn rune in all directions without dead ends... The people in the Blood Dynasty have a lot of money, so they can earn money." Hit them more..."

Wuming conceived a grand blueprint, and when he finished thinking about it, he calmed down and looked at Nefeli:
"What did you just say?"

Neferi sat down sullenly: "Nothing."

"When you've cried enough, go home and find your father. I'm going to go back and worry about my business." Wuming said.

Although the imagining just now was very happy, but Wuming faced a very practical problem. He failed to coax Gregor, and he had to face Gregor's anger.

Although Greco is cruel and mindless, he is the lord of Ningmgfu after all, and even the distant city of Moen is also his territory.

With a little convening, he could gather a large army and wipe out all the dregs from his small round table of less than thirty people.

"What should I do..." Wuming was a little distressed, "Unless..."

"What's wrong with you?" Nefeli stretched out her hand, but stopped when she was about to touch Nameless, only her fingertips touched Nameless's shoulder armor.

She asked with concern, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Nameless grabbed Nefeli's hand:
"The situation is urgent, let's kill Greg."

"Huh?" Nefeli didn't expect Wuming to change so quickly, "It's not that I have a sensitive identity and I can't provoke Greg anymore..."

"Your identity is indeed sensitive, and if you attack again, it will be detrimental to the round table." Wuming said confidently, "I am not a member of the round table."

Nefeli looked at Wuming with complicated eyes:
"You're such a weird guy, like a good bastard."

Wuming didn't care about Nefeli's evaluation, and waved goodbye:
"It's okay, I won't force you, I can go alone. A little Greg, let him go."

"No, I'm going." Nefeli grabbed Wuming's shoulder armor, "Grek is undoubtedly an evil guy, and he can't tolerate the perpetrator."

"Aren't you afraid it will be bad for Baizhi?" Wuming asked.

Neferi smiled: "Didn't you already tell me that it's enough to act like enough. The foster father's letter has already convinced Greg that the two of us are liars. As long as I continue to wear this layer of disguise, I won't give the foster father If you come to trouble, the adoptive father will probably turn a blind eye and close one eye."

Wuming was surprised: "My baby has become smarter."

"I'm not a child anymore." Nefeli hammered the nameless.

"Go now?" Nefeli asked Wuming for advice, she clenched her fists, "just in time to get my ax back."

Nefeli was clenching her fists when she suddenly felt someone pulling her skirt.

She immediately turned around and punched.

The fist stopped in front of a person's face, and the wind from the fist lifted the red hood, revealing a young girl's face.

A girl in a red hood sat on the ground, screaming in fright at Nefeli's fist.

Nefeli withdrew her fist and looked at the girl.

The girl's dress is gorgeous and down-to-earth. The brocade embroidery and gold thread pattern can be seen to be of great value, but it is also stained with traces of long-distance travel, dilapidated and stained.

"Noble?" Wuming guessed.

The girl was so frightened that tears came out, trembling and speechless.

"Are you okay?" Nefeli knelt down, stroking the girl's head to comfort her.

The girl gradually calmed down and said:

"I heard...you are going to Stonewell City."

"Yeah, you're going too?" Nefeli asked.

The girl nodded: "I'm going...to have my limbs grafted, but I'm so afraid that my arms and legs will be chopped off, and my head will be cut off..."

Nameless said, "She doesn't seem to be mentally normal."

Nefeli showed a disgusted expression:

"This is the filth caused by limb grafting. As long as it is in this territory, whether it is a village or a city, a commoner or a nobleman of the principality, the limbs must be dedicated to Grek. That's why this place is called the limb grave."

She comforted the girl and said to Wuming:
"Sorry, I have to settle her down first."

"It's okay, just wait for the matter to ferment." Nameless said, "It won't be too late when Greg spreads the news that we are liars.

"And I can go back and wait for Patch to come back. Although I failed, as long as Patch can bring back some rotten knight's armor, we still have a chance to scare Grek. That guy is more cheating than I am. Maybe he can Come up with something new."

Nameless looked to the south, his eyes were shining:
"There is still hope!"

Alley Church.

Patch scratched his bald head and leaned on Kaliel's donkey:

"I failed and didn't get it."

Wuming heard the words, and sat down on a dung beetle, making a clicking sound.

"What's that sound?" Patch turned to look over.

"The voice of shattered hopes." Nameless replied in a muffled voice.

(End of this chapter)