There were a lot of things the Players could do at this stage, and the veterans had almost planned their own path of development. As such, while the Unnamed Town was still bustling with new believers, there were fewer familiar faces and it wasn't as lively as it used to be — as it should be.
The Iron Cauldron Tavern was filled to the brim for the first time in a long time, with the Players filling the place to the brim.
Many Players who had devoted themselves to adventuring and exploring new lands were returning to the Unnamed Town. Of course, there were also those who went to Tunaya or the Lancaster Hideout, but most of them were more sentimental about the Unnamed Town.
Most of them had grown to the point where they could brag about their half-true adventure stories to the newbies, and enjoy their reverent and envious gazes.
Aside from those braggers, most of the Players were talking about a single topic: the Twin City Cup that was about to begin.
After all, unlike the Brilliant White Church, the Temple of Glory, and the other churches who were left scratching their heads, the Players who could read the relevant quests from the System page knew very well that the tournament was in fact hosted by their god in the guise of Lancaster and Tunaya.
That was precisely why the Players were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Everything else aside, it would be a great humiliation to all the Players and their faith if the competition was won by the other churches!
However, Simon knew that although his believers had been training hard, and with the addition of his ball-shaped cheat, their strength could not be underestimated. It was impossible to say that the believers of other churches who had been training since they were young were weak.
That was why he would give his believers some preferential treatment.
For example, the believers of the God of Games knew very well that there were three rounds to the Twin City Cup, and only those who could clear the first two rounds could advance to the third round of PVP.
Naturally, Xi Wei did not reveal information such as' what the first two rounds were about ', or it wouldn't be preferential treatment, but outright cheating …
"I see a lot of familiar faces." Edward walked into the Iron Cauldron Tavern and was taken aback by how packed it was. "After the Fishmen Island event, it seems that everyone rarely gathers like this."
"Edward, over here!"
Jessica, who was not far away, waved at him.
"Yo, Jessica. Is the wood elves' training finally over?"
Edward immediately went forward and greeted his childhood friend from the same village.
At the same time, he noticed that Sefarim, the greatest treasure of the elves, was sprawled over the table and feasting on various delicacies that could only be found in the Unnamed Town like a hungry tiger.
The girl who could transform into a divine spear looked at Edward with a wary expression. She silently moved the food on the table in front of her.
"Fom, that's rude." "When we get back to Trinia, I'll treat you to the Emerald Treehouse, alright?" Jessica said earnestly.
Incidentally, the Emerald Tree House was the most reputable restaurant run by the wood elves of Trinia.
"No way! I've had enough of the wood elves' bland taste! The food here is even more delicious! "
Sefarim refused without hesitation. "Wood Elves or whatever! I want to be a child of this town! "
"The wood elf elders would cry if they heard you say that …"
Jessica said weakly.
"It's okay, just let her eat. She can order more if it's not enough."
Edward said nonchalantly, not minding the little bit of food since he found it amusing.
Compared to food, the sense of accomplishment from completing quests, the satisfaction of achievement, and the excitement and anticipation of an unknown adventure were far more attractive.
Moreover, unlike Jessica who had a lighter taste, he knew very well how attractive the oily, salty, and flavored food of this town was to those without much oil in their stomachs …
"Oh, you're so smart. My Affinity for you has risen!" Sefarim, the greatest treasure of the elves, gave him a thumbs up.
Jessica rolled her eyes at Sefarim, before turning to Edward. "Where's Dogg … Doug, Joe, and Eleena?"
"That Doug guy said that he's going to do some special interview about the Twin City Cup, and is running around Lancaster looking for material. Joe is squeezing together with a bunch of other Players in the System Shop to buy consumables that could be used in the tournament."
Edward spread his hands helplessly. "I don't know where Eleena went either. She was with me when we first arrived at the Lifestone, but she disappeared not long after. I couldn't find her even after walking around the town twice, and since it's almost time to meet you, I decided to come here first. Still, the God of Games is watching over this town, and Eleena is a Saintess herself, so she should be fine. "
Moreover, instead of worrying about Eleena, it would be better to focus on the fact that the Saintess was getting stronger as she leveled up. There were only a handful of Players who could barely hold their own against her without being insta-killed in an instant, and those who had a chance of winning could be counted on one hand.
"That's true." JESSICA thought about it and felt that it was true, so she nodded and smiled sweetly.
Now that almost everyone in the Unnamed Town was a believer of the God of Games, how stupid would it be to touch the Saintess right under the eyes of the god …
"Is it my imagination? Why is there a weird sour smell? "Sefarim, who was wolfing down her food frowned and mumbled quietly.
Still, her complaint was naturally ignored by Edward and Jessica.
"By the way, have you finished your training with the wood elves?" Edward asked again when Jessica didn't answer.
"Yes. I can't control Sefarim's power well, but I can fight normally now." Jessica replied excitedly. "I can rejoin the party now!"
"Welcome back, Jessica!"
"Thank you for the welcome, Captain Edward!"
The two of them pretended to answer each other, and then they couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't undervalue yourself. You might not be able to use my full power, but your control over me is definitely top three in history!" Sefarim's voice cut into their conversation like a wet blanket.
"So, only two people could use your full power?" Edward asked curiously.
"No, none of the past qualified candidates were able to unleash my full power!" The elven treasure replied smugly, even puffing out her nonexistent chest. "That's right. I'm that strong!"
Edward's expression turned subtle at once.
If he had to describe it in words, it would be 'So you're just bragging. Let's go, let's go'.
"Ah, you look like you don't believe me!" Sefarim said in displeasure when she sharply noticed Edward's funny face.
"There's cream on your nose."
Edward replied nonchalantly.
Thus, the elven treasure turned her head and buried her face in the bosom of Jessica, who was many times more developed than her. She wiped her face forcefully, and only then did she turn around, leaving behind Jessica, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"My clothes are quite expensive …"
"It's fine. I'll have the elves give you new clothes!"
"But I don't appreciate clothes made from tree leaves …"
"I'm interested. Please give her one."
"Edward?!"
"Either way, Jessica, you've read about me in the Moon Pavilion, haven't you?" Sefarim told Edward instead of continuing on the topic of clothes. "I was born in this world three thousand and eight hundred years ago. I'm older than the wood elves, and I was created by the high elves, one of the Eight First Races!"
"Huh … there's such a record?" Jessica appeared shocked.
Edward promptly made a 'I knew you were bragging' expression.
"Damn it! I was … but for … "Sefarim's expression turned blank at that. She frowned and kept repeating 'but for' like a broken recorder, and only looked up at Edward in confusion after a long while." What was I forged for … "
Edward thought. How the hell should I know? I wasn't even a zygote three thousand and eight hundred years ago!
Still, he couldn't bring himself to say that when he saw Sefarim's confused and slightly pitiful look.
"Isn't it a superweapon the elves use in war?" Edward asked by reflex. "That power and an attack that doesn't leave a corpse … it doesn't look like it's used for hunting …"
Even as he spoke, he remembered the shocking sight when Jessica unleashed Sefarim's power and killed the Level 85 Drake in its full form with a single blast.
In Edward's impression, apart from God, there was probably no other existence that could withstand such a terrifying attack.
No, maybe …
A frightening thought suddenly occurred to Edward at that thought.
But he quickly threw that thought out the window.
Edward glanced at Sefarim, who was still struggling with 'who am I, where do I come from, and what's the meaning of my existence in this world' while stuffing chicken with sauce into her mouth, and shook his head helplessly.
"Jessica, you haven't signed up for the Twin City Cup, have you?" He asked the girl after composing himself.
"Yeah." The girl nodded gently.
"Well, I'll take you to sign up after she's done eating." Edward grinned and said confidently. "That way, our party's first small goal is decided after we regroup: to win the Twin City Cup!"
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Chapter 285:
A Small Goal
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