Chapter 700
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In the end, Reyek accepted the quest. After sending off his old friend from Waterfront, he went to the Mercenary Guild's main hall.
The situation in the main hall was just as Rona predicted. The three hundred thousand gold coin Holy Spirit Champion prize on the spellcasters' forum completely blew up the mercenaries who were willing to risk their lives for money.
"Holy Spirit? Isn't that the Mana Net game my son plays? Are you sure it's not some deathmatch with the same name? "
"It's the game called Holy Spirit on the Mana Net."
The voices of doubt were quickly drowned out by the cheers in the Mercenary Tavern. The mercenaries seemed to be immersed in the fantasy of winning three hundred thousand gold coins and reaching the pinnacle of their lives.
"Damn it! Five gold coins for a game? "
"You won't even be able to sign up if you don't buy it!"
"Does anyone here want to form a team?"
Reyek looked at the lively scene in the Mercenary Guild silently. This kind of scene was only seen after a group crusade.
Perhaps in the eyes of these mercenaries, playing a game was much easier than fighting in the wild with blades on their necks.
"That Chaos Demon Josiah sure is a smart businessman."
Rona's eyes scanned through the mercenaries who had spent five gold coins on Warcraft under the instigation of their friends.
This kind of situation could be seen everywhere in the Mercenary Guild's main hall. Anyone who spent five gold coins to earn sixty thousand gold coins would want to take the risk …
But no one considered how small the possibility was.
Most of the mercenaries were gamblers.
"Businessman? Isn't he a movie maker?" said the Archer.
Rona ignored the archer's foolish question and turned his gaze to Reyek.
"What are our chances of winning first place?"
Reyek could already imagine the entire Noland going into a frenzy. The sixty thousand players in Holy Spirit and Warcraft would increase by a few folds after today.
"That country near the sea will definitely be first without any help!" The Archer was already fantasizing about how he would spend the three hundred thousand gold coins.
"Zero."
Rona, who was at the side, mercilessly splashed a basin of ice on him.
"Regardless of Rona, Zero is still …"
"Koya's Celestial Stairway score is the highest among us. He has 5,100 points, which is enough to sign up. However, in the Holy Ghost game, apart from individual ability, teamwork is also important." Rona opened the magic net interface and looked at the Holy Ghost's Celestial Stairway ranking.
"If I'm not mistaken, the champion this time should be between the Steel Forger and the Silverfrost Fox. We're just treating the Holy Spirit as entertainment, but these guys are treating it as a profession."
"Iron Nation and Land of Frost?"
Of course, Reyek knew the origins of these two prefixes.
"Every country is paying so much attention to this competition. This is also the reason why your friend from Linhai came to us. What do you think? Does the leader still want to participate? "Rona asked.
"Yes."
Reyek looked at the prefix 'Ironforger' and made the same decision again.
…
Steel Nation, Ossen Castle.
As usual, Dorothy was the manager of the only Weave Hall in Ossen Castle.
Three months ago, her good friend Carolee had informed her that the royal family of the Steel Nation might start to pay attention to the Weave. This news made Dorothy uneasy for a long time.
Ossen Castle was the second largest city after the Imperial Capital. If the king really discovered the importance of the Weave, the World Tree Crystal that she possessed might be forcefully requisitioned.
However, Dorothy's luck helped her once again. Perhaps it was because of Josiah's protection that the king did not send anyone to requisition the raw crystal.
Recently, there were more and more people coming to the Weave Hall as time passed. There were often situations where the visitors could not get a seat.
Just as Dorothy was about to pick up a pen to draw up a plan for the expansion, an attendant rushed in front of her.
"My … My Lady …"
"First, sort out what you want to say."
Dorothy looked at the attendant. He should be working at the front desk of the hall at this time. Now that he suddenly came here, something big must have happened.
"Kirrlutz … Count Kirrlutz is here!"
The attendant's voice sounded very flustered.
Every resident of Ossen Castle knew Count Kirrlutz because he was the ruler of the city!
"Again?"
Dorothy was very calm when she heard the news of the city lord's visit.
"Again?"
The servant heard Dorothy's muttering and froze for a moment.
The personal visit of Count Kirrlutz was a very honorable thing for any shop in Ossen Castle.
But this honor could also turn into a disaster.
If Count Kirrlutz was not happy, he could completely wipe out any shop in Ossen Castle.
When the attendant saw Count Kirrlutz in the hall of the Weave Hall, there was not a trace of happiness on his gloomy face.
"It's okay that you don't know since you're new. Oh no! You let Count Kirrlutz's son, Eitke, come in? " Dorothy remembered that when she recruited this young attendant, she did not tell him some of the taboos of this internet cafe.
"Lord Eitke has come to visit, my Lady … I must definitely treat him well." The attendant said.
Dorothy stood up directly from her seat and walked quickly to the hall.
At this time, the entire door of the hall had been blocked by the knights brought by Count Kirrlutz.
Not only the door, but the knights in heavy armor and holding longswords blocked every window in the hall.
These knights looked like they were going to wipe out everyone in the hall no matter how you looked at it.
But Dorothy knew the reason why Count Kirrlutz was so angry. She looked under a wooden table in the hall.
Count Kirrlutz's son, Eitke, was hiding under the wooden table with a look of horror.
The Count had brought so many knights here to capture him.
This was not the first time this had happened. The last time Count Kirrlutz did not bring many people, and Eitke managed to escape by relying on his familiarity with this place.
But this time Count Kirrlutz was prepared, and the knights he brought had already locked all the entrances.
No one could escape from here!
"Count Kirrlutz! Eitke is here! "
Someone shouted, and Eitke immediately ran out from under the wooden table, trying to escape.
Count Kirrlutz's knights were far more agile than him, and in less than half a minute, the poor second son of the Count was pinned to the ground by two knights.
"This is the third time you have disobeyed my orders, Eitke."
Count Kirrlutz walked to his second son's side, looking at him with eyes burning with terrible anger.
"My … Lady, what should we do?"
The attendant saw this scene and was instantly stunned, but the surrounding guests seemed to be used to it. They looked up at the second son of the Count on the ground, and then continued to do their own things.
"No, I will give you a blacklist, and no one on it is allowed to enter without the permission of their parents!"
Dorothy rubbed her forehead with a headache. This Weave Hall had been opened in Ossen Castle for half a year, and this situation had happened almost fifty times.
Although it was not like Count Kirrlutz, who brought a whole team of knights to capture his son, other parents had appeared in the internet cafe with long knives to find their children.
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