The issue between F6 and Moon Shadow had come to a conclusion.
All the players with decent values supported F6. In a game, revenge was the most important thing. Many things had to be held back in reality, but in a game, it would be too cowardly if you didn't dare to fight back when you were bullied.
However, Cedarnik didn't seem to give up yet. He hired a lot of spammers to spread the news.
They said that they were bullying people because they were strong.
Things like how he would annihilate a guild just because someone said a few words about him, or how he was too unreasonable, or how he was too arrogant, and so on.
If it were at the beginning of the century when the Internet was just invented and most netizens were still ignorant, it might've worked.
However, the netizens nowadays, after being influenced by all kinds of weird views on the Internet, they had already formed their own worldview. Many of them were already clear that they couldn't just tell one side of the story. They had to know the ins and outs of the story, otherwise, they would be easily deceived.
At this moment, F6 provided concrete evidence why they were actively killing Moon Shadow. Many people agreed that they would've done the same if they were in their shoes.
So, they were cursing Moon Shadow on the forum.
They didn't even bother to click on the posts that were spreading the news.
Half a day later, the threads discussing F6 and Moon Shadow were fewer and fewer. More players were already discussing how to deal with Roland and Schuck.
The two of them were simply too powerful. Any guild with even the slightest bit of ambition, thinking that they wanted to dominate the server, could not avoid these two fellows.
Unless they could recruit them into their guild.
In reality, it was already morning.
The sunlight that leaked in through the gaps in the window was rather dazzling to Cedarnik. He closed the curtains hard and roared into his new phone, "I said that we should try to persuade the members of our guild to stay. Tell them that I'm willing to give them one gold coin as long as they stay."
"I told them that too, but many of them refused. Young Master Cedarnik, the players who can afford virtual cabins can't be poor, "said a tired voice from the phone.
"Then how many members of our guild will stay?"
"About thirty. After all, the members of F6 are still looking for the lone members of our guild to kill. We won't let them go unless they say that they want to leave Moon Shadow. "
"I understand!"
Cedarnik hung up the phone. The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. When he was about to smash the phone to the ground again, he stopped and heaved a sigh in frustration.
He knew that he was done for this time.
He really didn't expect that the other party actually kept a record of their chat. More importantly, he actually couldn't bribe the administrator of the forum to delete the post.
If they could delete the post, F6 wouldn't be able to do anything.
Who on earth is this Program Manager Ma? Ten million was not enough to move him.
The methods that had been successful in the past were actually useless?
Damn it … Everything is not going well.
Did he really have to delete his account and start from scratch?
Now, this ID was probably a joke to others.
For a moment, Cedarnik was hesitant. Although his ID had dropped to LV4 because of being killed, he had spent more than half a year on it, and it would hurt him to delete it.
On the other hand, in a city in the southern border, Roland crawled out of the virtual cabin.
Stretching his body comfortably, he felt refreshed.
This battle was truly a joyous one. It was as if the pressure that had accumulated over the past few years had all been released.
Looking out of the window, it felt like the sky was much bluer.
Everything felt comfortable when he was in a good mood.
Then, he rode his bike to the cold drink bar.
As usual, Schuck was the earliest to arrive. After all, as the host, he had to prepare breakfast for his friends. He would definitely be cursed if he didn't do a good job.
He sat down and greeted them casually. Roland had a mouthful of soy milk first.
Then, he began to chat with Schuck casually.
Very soon, Li Lin and the others came too, except for Betta.
It wasn't the weekend, and he had to attend classes at the university next door.
After they were all gathered, they began to brag about how good they were in the battle last night.
Brazil said, "Those guys tried to dodge my arrows by jumping. They were too naïve. Don't they know that it's a basic skill for a qualified Hunter to turn an arrow?"
Raffel said, "Those guys were so fat that they were all exposed. They smelled good."
Li Lin said, "I was lucky. I looted two pieces of magic equipment."
Husseret said, "I'll split the money from the corpses with you later."
As for Schuck, who had the most kills, and Roland, who had the highest contribution to the team, they didn't say anything at all.
When they were almost done bragging, Schuck said, "Since we're all together, why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to stay together? In the future, we'll do quests together and PK people together. "
Raffel and the other three nodded in agreement.
But Roland shook his head. "I have to go back to the Magic Tower. I'm different from you. You only need to level up, but Mages can't. Level is important, as is the amount of knowledge and spells. If I follow you on quests and PK every day, I'll soon be caught up by other Mage players. "
"That's indeed a problem." Schuck frowned.
Raffel frowned and said, "Then what do we do? It's not fun if we don't play together."
"Actually, there's no need to rush." Roland thought for a moment and said, "You guys play together first. I'll find a way to learn Long-Distance Teleportation so that I can teleport here directly if I need anything in the future. What do you think?"
"Is that spell easy to learn?" asked Schuck.
Roland shook his head helplessly. "I don't know yet."
It couldn't be helped. The magic apprentices, led by Vivian, naturally didn't know where spatial magic could be learned. Aldo, the most knowledgeable of them all, was gone.
At this moment, Roland felt like a headless fly. He couldn't find a wall at all, much less run around randomly.
"Should I go back to the Temple of Light and ask for you?" Schuck thought for a moment and said, "There's an enormous library in the Holy Realm. I think there should be records on magic. With my current identity, it shouldn't be a problem for me to bring a book or two for you."
Schuck shook his head. "It's unlikely. You're talking about divine power, and we're talking about magic. The two are very different."
"Then I won't be able to help you." Schuck sighed.
But Roland suddenly thought of something. "You did remind me that there might be teleportation spells in the headquarters of the Association of Mages in the capital of Hollevin. I can go and take a look. I happen to have a friend that I'm somewhat familiar with there. Isnas, on the other hand, is very close to the capital. It won't take much time to go there. "
"Okay, the five of us will work together in the next moment. You can play on your own for now." Schuck continued, somewhat disappointed. "Contact me through the guild system if you need anything."
"Got it."
Then, they all went to the saber arts club together. In the afternoon, Roland read the guides on the game forum and chatted with his Mage friends in QQ.
He accepted their compliments.
Then, at night, Roland entered the game again.
After he returned to Isnas, Roland intended to talk to Husseret and the others, but he was unexpectedly stopped by a man who looked like a butler.
"Honorable Mage friend, Princess Evelyn hopes that you can meet her."
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