I Captivate the Player

Don't you want to meet yourself in the lord's hall, but somewhere else?

study?bedroom?The first interview was in the study room, was it a little too intimate, the talent I showed should not be so exaggerated.

Philip thought about it again, and found that the two attendants had been holding their weapons tightly, looking very nervous.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"I'm in a bit of a urgency to urinate, and I can't hold back when I want that."

"Oh, um...we'll take you there, it's over there."

The two attendants were always on guard, and they were also nervous because of this. They all remembered the Baron's order, this man was dangerous.

"No need, I'll go by myself."

After Philip finished speaking, he turned and left. His face was full of anxiety, as if he was really looking for a convenient place.

He thought that the attendants might stop him, but the two attendants didn't stop him.

Philip didn't dare to go through the main entrance. He went around a window and began to climb the wall. Philip, who wasn't supposed to be good at fighting, was as agile as a monkey.

He easily jumped from the castle wall to the tree, avoiding the sight of the guards, and slipped out of the castle smoothly.

"Philip", his identity is actually fake, even his name is fake, the only real thing is gender.

There are three elite organizations within the church, all of which belong only to their own high priests, namely "Blade of Victory", "Fearless", and "Tribunal of Justice".

Among them, the most declining one is naturally the Court of Justice. On the contrary, it has grown stronger and stronger in recent decades, and the one that controls most of the power of the church is the Blade of Victory.

And Philip is from Victory Knife.

He was born in the church since he was a child, he began to receive systematic training at the age of five, he awakened to grace at the age of eleven, and began to go to various parts of the empire to conduct espionage at the age of thirteen, sometimes lurking for a week or two, and sometimes even staying for a year or two.

The spies of the Church are basically divided into two types. One is undercover for the purpose of gathering intelligence. They are extremely low-key and never reveal their talents.

The other is for spies who want to break into the enemy's interior. If they want to join the enemy's interior, they have to show their talents.

Philippe is going to be the second kind, fully rooted in Andocher.

"so close."

Although the plan had been going on for a month, Philip's intuition and experience told Philip that he had to leave Andocher immediately.

Because judging from the information he currently has, the behavior of Baron Samuel today is very abnormal.

He has always been cautious and dare not gamble.

Philip didn't have many regrets. He knew very well that he was not the only one who came to Andocher as an undercover agent. Even if he failed, he would not lose everything.

"Victory belongs to God, but survival is victory." Philip said to himself.

"Fortunately, the process of leaving the castle went smoothly, and the next thing I need to do is to leave Andocher."

Just when Philip came to the Civic Square, he suddenly noticed something strange.

The entire Civic Square suddenly became much quieter.

A moment ago, many people were chatting with others, eating, singing with their heads down, and carrying things, but they suddenly looked at him in unison.

These people are all "undead"!

This terrifying and weird scene made Philip's heart feel like a radish in the twelfth lunar month, chilling his heart.

"God..."

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The sound of the entire square instantly became almost silent. In the eyes of ordinary people, this scene was as terrifying as it could be. The aborigines present also sensed that something was wrong, and they quickly left the square.

The players began to communicate again, but this time their topic all became the man in front of them.

Philip took a deep breath, he didn't dare to move now.

"30 meritorious service for moving."

"To catch alive."

"How do we divide?"

"Collective tasks, everyone has meritorious service."

"Then we go together?"

Although Philip didn't quite understand what they said, Philip knew what "merit" was, it was the mysterious power of the evil lord to control the "undead"!

When these "undead" eat, sleep, and beat people, their minds are full of merit, merit, and merit.

Although he has not seen the meritorious service with his own eyes, according to reliable investigation and rigorous analysis, Philip has already understood it.

As long as the production source of "merit" can be eliminated, perhaps all evil will be terminated!

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find where the "merit" was produced. Even if he asked someone to ask the "undead", they couldn't describe it clearly, or they just laughed.

"Where is the meritorious service? As long as it is destroyed, the empire will be saved."

But now, Philip is very clear about one thing, he has no way to retreat, and saving the empire can only be handed over to others.

And he didn't have to pretend anymore.