Chapter 306 You Give It to Luda~

"Player Super Justice ()"

In the narrow passage, a pure light burst out suddenly.

Raising two wings of light high, Annan, whose whole body was full of brilliance, pierced into the dark field like a shooting star.

"It really is you, Vladimir."

Holding a three-color scepter, the shining winged human figure is suspended in the air, making a sound with overlapping echoes.

Vladimir only reduced the influence of the sublime falsehood and kept it by his side.

"Oh?"

He made a low and cold voice: "When did you discover my... Your Majesty?"

"—Naturally, at first."

Annan replied: "I saw you when you came here."

Not long after Celesia had just been sent to the dungeon by him.

Annan's curse, [angel's left eye] suddenly felt a faint burning pain.

He saw very clearly that an extremely shiny red human figure suddenly lit up underground.

This is the proof that the [betrayer] appeared beside him—and that was the moment Vladimir appeared.

While sensing the other party, Annan immediately felt a huge sense of threat.

In addition, Celesia has just been sent down...

No reasoning is required at all.

Annan could directly guess that Vladimir probably used some special method to appear directly underground in the Grand Duke's Mansion.

Vladimir is a transcendent of the golden rank, and he is also a strong type in the golden rank.

Originally, Zoya and the others couldn't beat Vladimir, especially after he advanced. In addition, the red light shining on Vladimir's body has already proved his position.

So Annan directly stopped Zhuo Ya and others from going down to check, so as not to cause unnecessary loss of personnel. He directly sent the most powerful Victor to meet him, delaying time... and began to gather players and let them gather in the Grand Duke's mansion, while he took off his clothes and used "Ritual Spell: Scar of the Sky Chariot" again .

He had just returned from the Black Rock Curse Vault.

The new dawn has not yet ushered in, so his remaining order mana is not much...the remaining time to fight is not too much.

—but he had to fight.

Players are not soldiers, they cannot obey orders. Even if Annan initiated an emergency call, they would not respond immediately... This is determined by their own characteristics.

Since Annan wants to maintain their "interest" purely with their enthusiasm for this world, it is impossible for him to impose discipline on them.

And even if the players are assembled by Annan, with their current level, they will directly confront Vladimir... the odds of winning are still worrying.

But Annan couldn't escape, and he didn't want to escape either.

The Grand Duke's Mansion cannot be lost, which is closely related to the stability of the Winter Duchy. Dungeons and frost beasts cannot be destroyed - that will only cause a second civil unrest.

And in the spare time waiting for the support, Annan himself was on top.

He doesn't need to defeat the enemy...just buy time.

Turning on "The Scar of the Skycart" is just to prevent myself from being killed suddenly.

"...From the very beginning?"

Do not know why.

After hearing Annan's words, Vladimir was silent for a moment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "I see...I see."

Wait a moment.

...What do you understand?

Seeing Vladimir's reaction, Annan was a little dazed.

But in short, the players are still gathering—procrastinating as long as they can.

Naturally, Annan would not ask Vladimir back to expose what he misunderstood. Instead, he followed Vladimir's words and continued:

"Now, the truth is self-evident. I don't need to ask Selicia what you thought and planned when you left me. Only when I know very little about things, [ask ] is meaningful in itself... just like the act of destroying evidence itself,

It can be used as evidence in general.

"After you saw Victor, you decided not to hide it anymore—it must be that you have realized that 'after your actions to get here are discovered, Annan is enough to deduce the rest of the truth'.

"Vladimir. What else do you want to say?"

——Actually, this is meaningless words.

Probably after the other party said a lot of things, Annan nodded slowly, "Yes, what you said is exactly what I thought."

But the amazing thing is that Vladimir really likes this.

The scarred old man was silent for a long time, and said with emotion:

"...I did think about whether His Royal Highness Annan knew everything before letting me go.

"Looking at it now, it's true. This is exactly the 'fishing' technique that His Majesty is good at. The fish caught are not just those who fight for power, those short-sighted and ignorant nobles...and myself. "

... As expected.

Vladimir has been a believer in worms from the very beginning. At that time, Zhoumu himself chose to let Vladimir perform this task. On the one hand, it was to seduce those rebellious Winter Hands and local nobles, and on the other hand, it was also to "exile" Vladimir, an unstable element. "To the distance.

So as not to be misled or deceived by him when he enters the second week goal.

—As expected of me.

Vladimir's rebellion was also within my expectation... I even made an inference without evidence at all.

How did I do it?

Vladimir just leaned on his cane and glanced back at Celesia.

He said in a deep voice: "Although this operation failed, it also exposed my weakness.

"If thirty years ago, I would have killed Solonik and left before he saw me, you would not be able to catch me, nor would you be able to see me.

"But before we do it... I think maybe he should be given a chance to say goodbye. He should know why he died, so as to satisfy his little wish—to die for me.

"I clearly know that people will change, but I still imagine the puppy's previous appearance. I heard people say that people tend to become indecisive when they get old. It seems that I am really old."

...Wait, you really don't want to fight?

You chat for a while, my transformation time is almost up?

Annan hesitated a little instead.

If he had known that he could chat with Vladimir for such a long time, he would not have rushed down after transforming... Just using chatting to delay time has already achieved his goal.

But now as they chatted, the holy light covering their bodies suddenly disappeared.

Yes, is it going to be bad...?

But after Vladimir sighed, he still did not attack Annan.

Instead, he put away his sublime false body, took half a step back, and took a deep look at Annan: "Fortunately, this mistake came early enough, so it's not serious enough..."

Vladimir didn't finish his sentence.

Without giving Annan and Victor a chance to react, the whole person suddenly disappeared without warning—like a burnt photo, the body was broken into ashes.

Only one phalanx remained in place.

"……Ran away?"

Annan froze for a moment: "But...why?"

Why is he running away?

Obviously he is the one who has the upper hand...

"This is dream world stealth, Your Majesty."

Victor recognized Vladimir's method at a glance: "That's not his own body, it's just a projection of the dream world. Or...he may have abandoned the body of this world and transformed himself into Dream creature."

"...a creature from the dream world."

Annan squinted his eyes and canceled his transformation effect: "It's not unfamiliar."

Not long ago, he used the secret of the creation of "Rin Dong" to kill a big spider directly in the dream world.

Moreover, the bodies used by the players are also a kind of projection from the dream world.

I don't know if it is an illusion.

Annan always felt... Vladimir seemed to be afraid of him.

But why?

He was already able to sneak into the dream world at will, so he shouldn't be afraid of the old grandmother's deterrent power. What's more, the old grandmother hasn't woken up yet... And as a silver-ranked Annan, he doesn't have the Philosopher's Stone at hand, so it is impossible to defeat Vladimir no matter what.

On the contrary, Vladimir has many ways to cause trouble for Annan.

But not only did he not attack Annan, but after Annan appeared, he never made a move again. Annan showed a slight sign of being stronger, and he immediately chose to retreat.

That's definitely not respect.

The mark of the traitor is bright as fire.

He was afraid...or rather, he was afraid of Annan.

But here comes the problem.

"...What the hell is he afraid of?"

Annan murmured.