Black Knight From Blue Star

Chapter 156 The big muscles are ready to surrender

 For the next three days, the coalition forces remained stationed in place.

 Occasionally conduct simple training.

 Hardy also practices both magic and swordsmanship.

 Invisibly leading more people around to exercise, learn, and work hard.

Then on the fourth day, De Vere came to the coalition camp and asked to see Hadi.

 Hadi naturally met her in his tent.

She was wearing a lady's dress. This kind of dress actually didn't match her personality, but it wasn't ugly and she was quite beautiful.

 Furthermore, she also sprayed perfume on herself, but it seemed that she sprayed it a little too much, making her smell a little too fragrant.

But Hardy didn't show it. He was sitting on the carpet, opposite the low wooden table. His long red skirt spread out on the carpet, like a beautiful rose.

“Sir Hardy, the leader of the undead, would like to have a chat with you.”

 De Vere-Pere has sent people to guard the more than 30 resurrection points. Whenever someone suddenly appears, several spears will be stabbed at them.

Those players who were still in a weak state wearing boxer briefs had no way to react and died miserably soon.

 Then they did not dare to be resurrected.

And those NPCs are still staying there and are not leaving. Now the elites of Jialan Guild have not entered the game for three days.

 This is a kind of torture. As the first virtual stealth game, its charm is inextricable.

 It feels very uncomfortable if you don’t play for a while every day.

 Such opinions naturally gathered at the top of Jialan Guild.

There is no other way. As the "leader", the big muscle tyrant naturally has to stand up and work for the benefit of the guild members, at least to resist this matter.

 So the big muscle tyrant has been resurrected several times now, and his level after being killed dropped to LV3.

Every time he was resurrected, he shouted that he wanted to see Hadi and that there were very important things that needed to be discussed in detail.

 At first, the militiamen responsible for guarding his resurrection point didn't pay much attention, but after shouting several times, they had to pay attention.

This matter was spread to De Vere, and from De Vere to Hardy.

“That man almost killed you, and you are willing to deliver a message for him?” Hardy asked strangely.

De Vere smiled and said: "Of course I want to 'seal' those people there for the rest of their lives, but this matter concerns you and Mrs. Sissi, so I can only come to you."

 “Then let’s meet,” Hardy said.

“Then I will send someone to tie him up immediately?” Deville asked with a smile.

Hardy shook his head: "According to what Bing Xixi said, their tribesmen can reset the resurrection point. On the way to tie him up, it would be bad if he changes the resurrection point. I'll go see him."

De Vere was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Your Excellency Hardy, you are more thoughtful."

Hardy stood up and left with Deville.

Mrs. Sissi is quite safe in the camp and does not need his personal protection at all times.

Deyohl's carriage stopped outside the coalition camp. Hardy did not ride a horse, but rode the carriage together.

 The carriage of the Pell family is very luxurious, but not low-key, and has an aura of nouveau riche.

 The interior of the carriage is rimmed with gold everywhere.

 Hardy actually quite likes this style. He has always considered himself not a literary artist, and this golden decorative style is quite to his liking.

De Vere-Pere seemed a little reserved. This was obviously her carriage, but for some reason, she felt like a guest.

Hardy was relaxed, and he even looked at Deville with interest.

He has been recalling what kind of plot character Deville is. He is obviously familiar with it, but he has never been able to remember it.

It seems that a certain keyword is missing.

Being stared at by Hardy, Deville became even more embarrassed. After a while, she couldn't help but ask: "Sir Hardy, you look very young. How old are you?" "Ready for seventeen?" ”

 “How powerful.” Deville blinked: “How did you become so powerful?”

“Exercise harder and study more.” Hardy realized that the other party was looking for something to say. He smiled and changed the subject and asked, “Ms. Pell, what was your last name before you got married?”

 “Spencer.”

Hardy was stunned for a while, and several memory lines were suddenly connected in his mind.

 De Vere-Spencer, future Queen of Kaldor.

But it was not confirmed yet, he asked: "Spencer...I remember it seems to be the surname from Kaldor."

"Yes, I was originally a Kaldorian." Deville chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that you would notice it. But I have been living in Aijaka since I was six years old. In fact, I am not even a native of Aijaka. question."

 It was indeed her.

Hardy remembered that in the original world line, before the southern faction was completely defeated, many lords died in the battle, including De Vere's husband and her father-in-law.

 She was very smart. She seemed to have endured her grief and sold a certain amount of her family property. She returned to Kaldor with her money and took refuge with her father.

I don’t know what kind of dramatic or tortuous story happened after that. De Vere-Spencer finally became the Queen of Kaldor.

But now that France has supported the Southern faction, it’s hard to say who will win this time.

If the Southerners win, De Vere probably won't become queen.

 So... changing the ‘plot’ is actually quite interesting.

　　After talking about his ‘original surname’, Deville became obviously more lively and no longer as restrained as before.

 After the two of them had some leisure time, the carriage arrived at the edge of a forest somewhere.

 The two of them got out of the car and entered the woods, and soon found the resurrection point of Big Muscle Ba.

 At this time, the big muscle tyrant had been **** with five flowers and hung on the branch.

 Because after his resurrection, he only had a pair of boxer briefs, and a certain militiaman had good rope skills, so the big-muscled tyrant was **** in a very coquettish and **** way.

Hadi saw it, his eyes were stinging at first, and then he chuckled.

I don’t know if Big Muscle Master is live streaming at this time!

If it were opened, the anchor would probably have one more famous scene.

As for Deville, she didn’t even look at it and walked aside to pretend to look at the scenery.

 Seeing Hadi coming, several militiamen dispersed.

 They don't dare to listen to the "chat" of big shots.

Hardy looked up at the big muscle tyrant and asked, "You want to see me?"

“Can you put me down first?” Da Jiba begged, “It’s very embarrassing to talk like this.”

 Hardy shook his head: "You are very powerful, I'm afraid."

The big muscle tyrant was speechless. A man who could turn into a nightmare knight could destroy their Jialan Guild in more than 20 seconds. How could a BOSS of this level be afraid?

Only a ghost can believe it.

 But Da Musha had to believe it, after all, he was in the hands of others.

“Sir Hardy, in that case, let’s make a deal.”

 “What deal?”

"I will reveal the secret stronghold of the Northern faction near here, and you will let my brothers go."

Hadi didn’t say anything, turned around and left.

This deal is a joke.

 The big muscle tyrant even dug holes in the transaction, but it seems that he still didn't kill enough.

 (End of this chapter)