Chapter 445 One Month

"Busy" Harold said feebly: "Yesterday, another guild was wiped out. The death was very tragic, but it was still a small guild. I am confused. Do small guilds have so many enemies? How many times has this happened?"

After listening to Harold's complaint, it was settled that Shan Yong was appointed again. But I couldn't tell Harold about this, so I had to pretend to be surprised and said: "Damn, what's the way of the world? Small guilds are just like this." It’s not easy to live in a small place with little money. What kind of bastard are you provoking? You must kill me so cruelly!"

Yura answered from the side: "Xiao Yi, why are you so excited all of a sudden? Oh, by the way, what is the name of the guild you are in and what type is it?"

I pouted, spread my hands with a look of helplessness, and said, "The guild I belong to is also a small guild."

"That's not good, you will be in danger." Yura said with concern: "Well, why don't you quit and join our guild, but it is a large guild~"

"There's no need to quit," I said hoarsely, "Just yesterday, the guild president was afraid that something would happen, so he directly dissolved the guild."

"Oh, that's really a pity, but it just so happens, you can come to my guild." She continued to persuade me without giving up: "Look, it's much safer than just spawning monsters on your own."

"Thank you for your kindness." I refused again: "I don't want to join other guilds yet. I am alone. Safety and insecurity are not important. What is important is to feel comfortable."

Seeing my refusal, Yura snorted and ignored me, but still rolled his eyes at me from time to time.

The whole day's trip, except for Yura giving me looks from time to time, basically went smoothly.

In the next month or so, nothing unforgettable happened to me. I spent every day except killing monsters. From time to time, I would chat with old Patch, go to a cafe to eat and drink coffee.

During this period, Yang Ji's team has been lingering in the fifteenth floor. It can be said that they are familiar with monsters like Yamon, which have high attack power, high health, low agility, and can operate alone.

Although the levels of Yang Jiu and others have almost remained unchanged, I can vaguely feel that the strength of their summons seems to have increased a lot.

In particular, the clay puppet summoned by Yang Ji was able to withstand three consecutive attacks from Amon, and this was without the blessing being restored.

In Yang Ji's words, with the current toughness of the clay puppet, even if it is attacked by a whole group of adventurers of the same level, it will not be afraid at all.

Contrary to Yang Jiu's enthusiasm, Liu Yu's frosty attitude seemed to have changed slightly since he sent Yang Jiu home safely. At least, he was no longer hostile, but he was still full of emotions. Hostility made Yang Ji feel very distressed.

Duanmuyu is still the same, blushing when she sees me. The stick figure she summons will often lie on top of her head and watch me. If it has eyes and nose expressions, it must look like a curious baby.

Shan Yong has been very prosperous this month. Here he is receiving repeated praises from the second young master, and there he is constantly comforting the families of the adventurers who were eradicated by his own hands, giving them certain property subsidies, and accepting Their gratitude and thanks.

I asked him what it felt like to be thanked by a family he had destroyed with his own hands.

Shan Yong told me that every time he looked at their sad and despairing pain, he wanted to die. Some people said, 'The more times you are sad, the more you become numb and will no longer feel sad.' This sentence is pure fart! The more sadness and pain accumulates, the more self-blame and despair the person will feel, just like a terrifying reincarnation that cannot be escaped, and can only continue like this, unless it is self-escape or suicide.

Shan Yong also told me that every time he led people to eliminate a guild, or even every time he killed a person, he would silently tell himself in his heart: If one day, the Second Young Master's power is overthrown, he will do it with his own hands. The murderer behind the scenes apologizes to all those who were forced to become victims.

After saying these words, Shan Yong turned around and left. The figure he left was lonely and haggard, completely different from his usual high-spirited self.

In contrast to him, Harold was also very haggard this month, but not because of self-blame, but because of distress and busyness.

In Airui City, a guild massacre occurred almost every day, and the time and location were unrelated. He could not find any clues. The only thing he could do was to strengthen the security of Airui City and increase the number and scope of patrols.

However, even this is still to no avail.

Seeing his troubled look, I felt funny in my heart: Of course you will be of no help. The murderer is a senior officer of your city defense team and has the latest first-hand information. No matter how careful your deployment is, it will be of no use?

Ever since Yula started laughing, she would laugh several times every day. In short, she was almost always smiling during the dozens of times I met her.

Although I admit that her smile is beautiful, sweet and beautiful, if you look at the same smile for more than ten days in a row, even a fairy looking back and smiling will make you feel scary.

Anyway, later on, when I talked to Yura, I kept my head down.

Yura asked me curiously what was wrong and why I always lowered my head and refused to look at her.

I had to pretend to be sick and said: "I'm sorry, I have a stiff neck. Not only can I not look at you, I can only look at the earth now."

Master Hall also came to me several times this month and told me that whenever I need help, he can always ask for help. As long as he is within his ability, he will respond to my request.

This was said very openly, but I really had nothing to ask of him. After all, such a heavyweight chess piece cannot be easily placed, especially at such a critical moment.

Compared to Master Hall, the foodie girl was much simpler and more direct. After sending a few bags of potato chips, she directly provided me with a piece of interesting information: The second young master once came to see the elders of the adventurer base, but I was rejected and had a scary look in my eyes when I left.

It seems that he also wanted to make the adventurer base a part of his plan, but he was ruthlessly rejected.

Based on his behavior, he definitely has a grudge against these old guys who are unwilling to be pawns.

But this is of no use. They are the real highest authority in Airui City. If you want to deal with the current city lord, you can easily do it, let alone a little guy like you.

A few days after the second young master left, I approached Rodney and asked him if he needed me to introduce Master Hall to him.

Rodney shook his head and declined, saying that he always felt a lot of pressure in front of those old men, and it was better to fight against monsters.

I asked him what level he was now?

Rodney told me that he and his sister were both level five.

I asked Rodney: Why do you keep fighting stoners? Why don't you fight deeper monsters?

Rodney looked puzzled: "Why do you do this? They didn't provoke me?"

"Did the stone shell monster just provoke you?" I asked.

"Of course, who made them look like the stone sculptures placed in my father's room!" Rodney said angrily: "It almost scared me to death when I was a child. I can't forget how I felt at that time!"

I expressed my confusion.