Advanced NPC

Chapter 321 An Activity-rich Waiting Time
After Hathaway came out of the tavern, she saw a patrolling imperial soldier NPC head-on——

The law and order in Zhandu has always been not very good, not only because it is a spontaneously formed city, but also because...

"Tsk, this dirty place in Zhandu is full of abandoned people... It's really worrying."

Before she left, she heard the patrolling NPC complaining.

This NPC seems to be transferred from other places - due to the holding of the competition, the NPCs have increased their emphasis on the safety of the city, and have sent more soldiers NPCs here.

but……

It seems that they are quite unhappy.

"This big brother—" Hesevi raised his eyebrows, walked over, half knowingly asked, "What are you worried about?"

"Adventurer?" The NPC was stunned, and then said, his tone sounded natural, "The management of Zhandu has always been chaotic, and most of the people living in the city were people who committed crimes and were exiled here."

The exiled man--

That's what the so-called city of criminals sometimes means.

Hathaway said "Oh", and couldn't help but think of the scavengers——

Those group of desperadoes are the leaders of the exiled people in Zhandu, they are very courageous to negotiate with the demons, and sometimes they don't even care about their lives.

However, since the Black Prince returned to the empire, these scavenger teams disappeared—partly because they were dealt with by the Black Prince, and partly because they were for his subordinates, better than Leysen.

Outcasts... Scavengers...

"Have you heard of Frody?" Hathaway thought of something and asked again.

"Frody? Of course I know—there are many rumors about this woman." The soldier was startled, "The queen of the scavengers."

This title is consistent with what the tavern owner said.

Hathaway narrowed her eyes, and smiled at the NPC in a flash: "Do you know more details? I'm very interested in her."

"Eh? You adventurers are really strange. You would be interested in such a person... Actually, I don't know much. This woman is the daughter of a criminal. She was exiled to Zhandu with her father, and later became a member of the scavenger team." The leader or something, the background is very poor, but the achievements are surprising..." The guard NPC scratched his hair.

"Her full name is Frodie Inz, and she is the founder of Zhandu—the city of Inz is because of her surname, right?" Hathaway listened quietly, seeing that the NPC didn't know what to say at the end. ,Replenish.

The NPC was a little dissatisfied: "Don't you know that?"

"Didn't I just confirm it?" Hathaway smiled and changed the subject, "Everyone knows these things?"

"Of course, everyone says that this woman is very powerful." The NPC nodded, "If you really want to know more, you can go to the church in the center of Zhandu - there is a memorial place for Frody, rumored to be her close friend It was built in Cornwall, and the residents of Zhandu go there to commemorate it every year."

Hathaway let out a "hey" and thanked her.

What the tavern owner said to her was similar to what the guard NPC knew.

"Convo..." Hathaway thought as she walked, not knowing why...

There is a strange feeling.

……

Hathaway quickly found the central church.

After the Black Prince sent Treyson to kill Zhandu's top management, the sanctuary seemed to have lost its maintenance, and it became a bit dilapidated in a short period of time. I don't know if it was a shabby project in the first place-yellow white walls On the ground, there are traces of moss, and the flowers and plants on the flowerbed outside the door grow randomly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that weeds are overgrown.

When Hathaway walked in, she found that the situation inside was even more serious—there were cracks on the walls, and the tables and chairs in the church were crumbling.

Frody's memorial site...

Hathaway bypassed the garbage on the ground, walked around the hall, and walked out through the back door——

is a garden.

Like the previous church, weeds were overgrown, and the pillars that had been standing upright fell to the ground at this time.

In the center is a flower bed on which is a statue - a woman in adventurer's attire.

Sadly, it's a headless sculpture.

Hathaway didn't know how much hatred the people who raided here had against Frodite, or how much hatred they had against Zhan—how embarrassing it was.

but……

Hathaway walked to the statue and looked at a place that had been cleared out - the small stone tablet with Frody's name written on it.

She raised her head, squinted at the statue, and finally lowered her head again.

Can't see anything.

A woman who built a war capital.

sand……

"Who?" The small voice—as sharp as Hathaway's, looked behind him for the first time. When he saw that figure, he couldn't help frowning, "Lantiste?"

It was indeed Lantiste—this silver-haired elf, with a gentle and profound light shining in his amber eyes.

"Hello, adventurer." Lantiste looked at her with a smile - Hathaway also noticed a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

he……

Hathaway felt a little unbelievable—she was really thinking about what this person was doing just now.

Now it looks like... came to offer flowers?
Flowers?

The result was really——Lantiste came over, bent slightly beside her, and gently put down the bouquet in his hand.

Hathaway is now thankful that she has the habit of using Mimetic Demon.

Since Ai Shulu's concert, her popularity, which has declined due to the previous silence, has risen again...

There are many players in Zhandu, and she doesn't want to die yet, so the imitation demon is a must.

Fortunately, otherwise, she would face Lantiste with Antovilia's face, and she wouldn't be able to do anything horrible.

Even so, she took a few steps back indistinctly, and distanced herself from Lantistra.

Lantister didn't speak, stood up after putting down the flowers, didn't look at the statue, just looked at the stone tablet under his feet, and was silent for more than ten seconds.

"You know Frody?" Hathaway narrowed her eyes and tentatively asked.

"Know?" Lantiste paused, "Maybe."

Hathaway: "..."

What is your answer?
"A heroine of courage, everyone knows it," Lantiste went on, smiling back at her.

Hathaway was silent for a while: "I thought you knew about her?"

"Understanding... is a terrible thing, adventurer." Lantiste turned his head and said softly, "It's very dangerous."

As usual……

Hard to understand.

Hathaway didn't speak any more, and took a few steps back.

"You look scared of me?" Lantiste said suddenly.

She paused.

"Ah, it's not because of the action—probably because of...your repulsion?"

"I'm not afraid of you." Hathaway said half-truthfully, "What I'm afraid of is—the truth."

Lantiste turned his back to her - Hathaway guessed that he should have raised his eyebrows: "Really? Interesting words - we should really be afraid of the truth."

"You find it interesting—then what do you think is the truth?" Hathaway loosened and tightened her clenched fist.

"Well." Lantister thought for a while, then calmly said, "Maybe...it's a cruel thing."

(End of this chapter)