The Fool of the Gods

The fog had not yet dissipated, and it was pitch dark.

Cheng Shi had just taken two steps with the person in his arms when he heard Ah Ming's anxious shout in front of him:

"Sister Fang, Brother Cheng, where are you?"

Cheng Shi pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, and found that the noisy voices around him seemed to have disappeared. He looked in the direction of Ah Ming's voice with some surprise, and felt that this little assassin's methods were really neat.

In just a short while, everyone was killed.

Fortunately, the poor ghosts who had never met before were not the memory body.

"Here."

Cheng Shi shouted, then crouched down and left the place quietly.

Ah Ming followed the sound and came over, but he didn't see anyone. The alarm bells in his heart were rang. Just as he was about to leave, Cheng Shi grabbed his arm.

"Who!? Eh? Brother Cheng?"

"Well, I was afraid that you would be replaced, so I tried it specially. I didn't expect that Comrade Assassin was so agile."

A Ming touched his head embarrassedly, looked at the unconscious Fang Shiqing and asked:

"What happened to Sister Fang?"

"Nothing, a small problem, I rescued her, where are they?"

"Maybe in the back, I found a few violent dwarves as soon as I woke up, they killed me as soon as they attacked, I couldn't react in time, there was no space to retreat, I could only... fight back desperately.

Fortunately, they are not very strong, but they have some [Filthy] power on them."

People died, but the memory did not collapse. The players are very lucky that these dwarves are not the memory body.

Cheng Shi looked at A Ming thoughtfully.

"Not injured?"

"Luckily, no."

"Well, that's good, wait for the fog to dissipate, the fog of war will not last long."

"Oh, okay, do you need my help?" A Ming stretched out his hand, wanting to help Cheng Shi support Fang Shiqing.

Cheng Shi smiled and rejected him.

The two sat in a corner and chatted casually.

"How many people are there on the other side?"

"Six."

"Six people were dealt with in such a short time? Awesome." Cheng Shi did not hesitate to praise Ah Ming.

"After all... I am also an assassin, and the foggy environment is good for me."

"Well, if you can do it so quickly, why did you come so late when you were going to the second act circus?"

Cheng Shi hugged the fainted Fang Shiqing and asked a question seemingly unintentionally.

This question stumped Ah Ming.

Ah Ming's expression suddenly stagnated, and before he could speak, Cheng Shi casually added:

"Why didn't Uncle Huang come yet?"

Ah Ming's face became worse, and he stammered:

"We don't need him, isn't it good that he didn't come?"

"Are you afraid that he will make trouble?"

"Yeah."

Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"You also know that he is a disorganized musician? Oh~ I understand, so you are the executioner."

Disorganized musician, the singer of [chaos].

Executioner, the assassin of [order].

[Order] and [chaos] are mortal enemies of opposing beliefs.

A Ming's movements paused for a moment, and his eyes quickly swept over Cheng Shi, his eyes were sharp and irritable, but it only lasted for a moment before he returned to an awkward and hesitant look, touching his head, not knowing what to say.

The fog was still there, and Cheng Shi did not catch his facial expression, but he already had an idea in his mind.

"Okay, opposition is opposition, what's the big deal, an ancient said that the opposition of beliefs was not caused by us, so there is no need to be too burdened."

Cheng Shi smiled indifferently, and as he spoke, his hand reached out to Fang Shiqing in his arms.

A Ming's perception in the fog was obviously stronger than Cheng Shi's. He clearly saw Cheng Shi's hand reaching out to Fang Shiqing's bulging chest, but he just frowned and did not say anything.

Soon, a new sound came from the fog.

"Fang... Sister Fang?"

"Ah~ Boss, help me!"

One voice was trembling, and the other voice was charming.

It sounded like nothing happened.

As soon as the two female voices came over, the awkward atmosphere between Cheng Shi and A Ming was instantly broken. He stood up, patted his butt, and said with a smile:

"Everyone is here, let's meet up."

Just at this moment, the fog slowly dissipated.

A Ming also stood up and looked sideways, but saw Fang Shiqing in Cheng Shi's arms, who had opened her eyes at some point.

"Sister Fang, are you okay?"

"..."

Fang Shiqing's eyes flashed with anger, but then she smiled and nodded:

"It's okay, thanks to Cheng Shi, who saved me in time."

It was a nice thing to say, but it sounded a bit gnashing.

The matter of the fire bearer cannot be said in front of other people, so even if Fang Shiqing has some complaints about Cheng Shi's rejection, she can't get angry at this time.

The fighters crawling in the darkness are cautious andAny unexpected tiny firelight could illuminate their tracks and make all their efforts go to waste.

Cheng Shi obviously knew this, so he immediately turned around and smiled:

"Do you still owe me a thank you?"

"You..."

Fang Shiqing almost couldn't hold it back. She gritted her teeth fiercely, quickly sorted out her facial expressions, and then pulled out an extremely reluctant smile.

"Thank you, I will remember you."

"It's okay, just a little effort."

It was indeed a little effort, the hand knife only needed to raise a hand.

The fog gradually dissipated, and the two groups not far apart immediately found each other's figures.

Everyone gathered and walked, and halfway through, they saw the inhumane massacre scene around them.

The heads of each of the six dwarves were chopped off on the spot, and blood flowed all over the ground, gathering on the ground, vaguely drawing a guillotine pattern.

If Cheng Shi didn't know that A Ming was the executioner, he really couldn't tell what this pattern represented.

This is the usual bad taste of the executioners of the "Great Court", using the blood of the death row prisoners to depict the tools that killed them.

However, the blood guillotine on the ground was drawn crookedly, obviously not very skillfully.

"Tsk, what a cruel method."

Xu Lu and Bai Ling also trembled when they saw this scene. Only Fang Shiqing looked at A Ming thoughtfully and said nothing.

"Where are we?"

The place where everyone was was a very large room. On the left hand side were more than a dozen beds side by side, on the right hand side were various tool tables, and on the long rack in front were clothes of different sizes, and behind were several independent small rooms.

The place where Cheng Shi and Fang Shiqing met was obviously in one of them.

Fang Shiqing glanced at Cheng Shi for a few times, and seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid, she simply turned the page on the matter, frowned and thought:

"It looks like a servant's room, but it's a little too big. It's enough to accommodate more than a dozen servants. I haven't seen such a large servant's room before. To ensure safety, we should change clothes first and then go out to explore, so as not to conflict with people outside."

Everyone had no objection, and they all chose a set of clothes to change into, and followed the thigh out of the room.

After confirming that the surroundings were safe and meeting a few real servants, they figured out that this was indeed a servant's room.

And there was more than one servant's room as big as this.

Because this was the manor of the Duke of Brooks, and the Duke was holding a grand banquet at this time.

"Banquet?"

The hypnotized servant answered excitedly:

"Yes, the Duke has invited all the nobles in the town to a banquet and is going to announce a new refugee bill at the banquet. All refugees from Gasmera will be expelled. Our food will no longer be tight, and there will be no less work!"

"So, the memory of the last scene is a servant of the Duke's manor?"

"Huh? Don't you know that York is the Duke's groom?" Cheng Shi added enthusiastically.

Xu Lu frowned and complained:

"Why are you telling us useful information now?"

Cheng Shi was stunned and asked, "Did you ask?"

"I..."

Xu Lu was furious, but she didn't say anything. She just moved lightly and approached Fang Shiqing.

"Why did the dwarves, who are refugees, appear in the Duke's manor?" Ming interrupted the two people's tit-for-tat in time and asked.

"The Duke wants to expel the refugees, and the refugees naturally don't want to be expelled, so their purpose of coming here is not obvious, right, big brother?"

Cheng Shi said as he looked at Fang Shiqing, but Fang Shiqing didn't want to pay any attention to Cheng Shi now.

She had a feeling in her heart that Cheng Shi would definitely not tell anyone about the Firebringer, but she still didn't understand why Cheng Shi could refuse so straightforwardly.

You know, the talent of moving the heartstrings is not just a simple listening to the heart's voice, it can even vaguely feel the other party's wishes and tendencies.

The voice in Cheng Shi's heart clearly tended to accept, but he still refused.

What is this person thinking? How can he go against his instincts?

She doesn't understand, and she doesn't have time to figure it out.

So far, nearly 5 hours have passed, and the countdown is 7:14. They must speed up, because there are still a few scenes of memory to go, and they don't know at all.

"Personal territory is different from public places. Any disturbance will soon cause a disturbance, especially since this is a duke's manor.

We must have a proper identity. Although the identity of a servant is convenient, there are still many places that we cannot access.

Next, everyone will act separately and hide themselves to see if they can get a new identity. We will meet there in one hour at most."

As she spoke, Fang Shiqing raised her hand and pointed to a smallPorch.

"Remember, stay away from the servants' room. We haven't dealt with the bodies inside yet. It is very likely to cause a chain reaction. The closer you are, the easier it is to find abnormalities. Now, start the action. Wish us good luck."

Everyone dispersed. At the end, Fang Shiqing glanced at Cheng Shi.

Unfortunately, Cheng Shi didn't look at her, but at Ming.

He watched Ming walk away from the servants' room.

After a long while, when there were no teammates in sight, Cheng Shi's face was hooked with a playful smile, and then he paced back to the place where they had just come from.

The one that everyone stayed away from...

The servants' room.

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