"Brothers and brothers, I'm just telling a story. How is it related to spreading obscenity?" Surrounded by a bunch of cavalrymen, the streamer Don't Tie a Knot, whose name in the game was Galen, wasn't nervous at all. He was only slightly aggrieved. "Also, it's related to evil gods. How is that possible?"
The leader of the cavalrymen smiled wickedly. "According to the information I received, someone reported that you're spreading obscenity here and that you're related to evil gods. So, come with us. "
Looking at the leader of the cavalrymen's weird smile, Galen certainly understood what was going on.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the cavalrymen around him, before he said coldly, "I don't know who wants to harm me, but my friend, you must understand that I'm a Golden Son."
"I know you're a Golden Son." The leader of the cavalrymen held a piece of parchment and waved it proudly. He laughed condescendingly and said, "It says that we are doing things according to the rules. You have to come with us and tell us something. Of course, you can resist and kill us all. I know that the Golden Sons are strong. We're not scared of death. Do you dare to kill us? "
Arrogant, extremely arrogant.
Galen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
In the stream channel, the netizens were all discussing the scene after they saw it.
"It's obvious that he pissed off someone. I wonder who it is."
"He's pissed off too many NPCs. Didn't he beat up the son of a minor noble earlier?"
"A minor noble can't mobilize such an elite cavalry."
"A big shot must be behind it."
The netizens were quite sensitive about politics. They immediately told the truth.
Galen thought so too.
He looked around and suddenly shouted, "Come on out. I know you're nearby."
Very soon, a Lancer came out.
Different from the other cavalrymen, he had a unique vibe. He was arrogant with a hint of idiocy.
It was obvious that he was a player.
The man spurred his horse and walked to Galen, before he shook his head helplessly. "I didn't want to show up. Isn't it good to show up for everyone's sake?"
"It's you?"
The man was also a celebrity among the players.
He was the first player to have a special class, Lancer.
Until now, he was the one who posted the "Lancer's Catch the Shrimp" class advancement guide on the forum.
Attached video.
That coquettish drift of the cavalry made everyone feel as if their worldview had been refreshed.
"It's me." He smiled with great taste.
It seemed like he was mocking her, but it also seemed very gentle.
Many people knew this player's name. He was Pullman, nicknamed Old Driver with Horses.
Garen looked at him and asked in confusion, "Have I ever offended you?"
"You haven't offended me, but I have orders to arrest you."
Galen snorted. "You must've known that the order was unreasonable when you went into hiding earlier. You're also a player. Why are you helping the wicked? "
Pullman circled the man on his horse. "Why? Because I'm now the chief sheriff of this territory. I'm in charge of the security and disputes of the entire territory."
"But there's no dispute here, and I didn't attack anyone," Galen said word by word.
"That's your opinion," Pullman said indifferently. "The order I received was to bring you back for questioning."
"What if I don't?" Galen snorted.
Pullman shrugged. "That's fine too. It's just a matter of taking action."
The leader of the cavalry interjected, "Boss, you don't have to do anything. We'll do it. He can kill us if he's capable."
Galen took a deep breath. "I can go with you. I'll just ask you a question. If you can answer it, I'll go with you."
"Speak." Pullman nodded.
If possible, he didn't want to fight the players either.
"Who ordered you to come?"
Pullman said with a smile, "The local lord, Count Gervase."
Galen frowned. "I've never met him before. Why is he here?"
"Who knows?" Pullman shrugged and said, "I'm just following orders."
"Okay, let's go." Galen admitted defeat for now. "I'm just curious. Don't you feel ashamed that you're listening to a feudal lord?"
Pullman laughed and said, "What you said is very meaningless. Have you ever worked in a private company in real life? "
"Of course."
"Why? Is working for a capitalist any nobler than working for a feudal lord like me?" Pullman snorted.
Galen immediately fell silent. He knew that the pot calling the kettle black.
Their conversation was being streamed all the time.
The netizens all commented.
"Wow, this Pullman is quite a talker."
"A capitalist's lackey versus a feudal lord's lackey."
"If I find out who's messing with our uploader, I'll have to pray for him every day."
"Is Galen's dream of farming in an alternate world going to be shattered?"
In fact, after Galen was brought to the lord's residence, he was thrown into prison without being questioned at all.
The guards didn't talk to him at all except for the three meals that were delivered every day.
Also, there were a lot of prisoners in the prison.
Most of them were rogues and thieves.
Two of them were even players.
Galen chatted with them on the other side of the bars, which saved him from suffocation.
He asked curiously, "Aren't you going to escape?"
"Escape?" One of the rogue players said helplessly, "The lords of Hollevin have recruited a lot of players as their advisors or subordinates. Some of them can even lead troops to battles. They know us too well and are waiting for us to escape. Then, they can trigger hunting quests and get a lot of experience! They're basically farming us as experience babies. "
Galen took a deep breath.
"They want us to escape. Don't be fooled," said another rogue player.
"So, we'll ask them to let us out when the time is right."
"But they won't ask me," Galen said helplessly. "Am I going to be locked up here forever?"
One of the rogues smiled. "Not necessarily. They're usually released after a dozen days. You think they don't charge you for food every day? They usually release you after a dozen days, seeing that you're patient and don't escape. "
Oh!
Galen nodded.
But what happened next was completely beyond his expectations.
The two rogues were released after a dozen days, and he had been locked up for a whole month.
During the period, Pullman had been provoking him now and then.
"Why aren't you escaping?"
"Wow, you're so honest. You don't want to escape?"
"How can you stay in such a stuffy place?"
Galen couldn't have been more infuriated.
He knew that it was a trap for him to escape, but he couldn't hold it in anymore. In the end, he took out a weapon from his Backpack, smashed the dungeon door, and escaped.
However … Pullman, who had been waiting for a long time, chased after him with a squad of light cavalry.
Outside the city, Pullman caught up with Galen. Pullman pierced through Galen with a high-speed lance charge. Pullman raised one hand and ran for more than ten meters before he threw Galen's body to the side of the road with a wave of his lance.
The horse didn't stop and quickly left.
The bleeding body on the ground was a testament to the cruelty and ruthlessness of the world.
Galen was infuriated after he was resurrected. After all, he had dropped a level. He went to stop Pullman with a few friends, only to find that Pullman had leveled up.
He had dropped a level, and his friends were not as strong as him.
Then, the squad of five was annihilated by the lancers after three charges.
In the end, two bleeding bodies hung from the lancers. The horse roared on the street.
It was both handsome and cruel.
Pullman was still livestreaming at this moment. Many netizens recorded the scene and posted it on the forum.
From that day on, the lancers became a popular class.
After the Incense-Cutting Warlocks, another school that called itself "Old Drivers" appeared.
The people of this school pursued speed.
Cavalrymen, the soul of cavalrymen, a horse, a spear … For the sake of speed, they could even abandon their armor.
All kinds of speed boosting skills, all kinds of speed boosting accessories, and even Haste magic spells or similar scrolls.
They claimed on the forum that there was no enemy that the lancers couldn't pierce as long as they increased their speed to above 160 kilometers per hour!
None!
More and more videos of lancers' highlights appeared on the forum. They were truly awesome.
The lancers moved as fast as lightning, and the scenery around them flashed by. They didn't need to swing or stab their spears. They only needed to lay them flat next to the horse, and whoever they touched would be killed.
Roland watched a lancer run at a high speed and stabbed four people in a row. In the end, he failed to control his speed and direction and crashed into a tree. He chuckled.
The lancers were using special magic horses … They could be summoned again after they died.
Although the person who recorded the video died in the end, the video made people's blood boil.
After watching the video for more than half an hour, Roland felt that his magic was fully replenished. He planned to continue his magic experiments.
After more than a month of research and experiments, the gate of Mage's Disjunction was finally opened. At this moment, he was already halfway through the gate.
At this moment, Andonara came in and said, "Roland, your compatriots are looking for you. They want to talk to you about something important."
Roland nodded and left the laboratory. Then, he met the visitor in the living room.
Galen!
Roland smiled and asked the visitor to sit down. Andonara immediately came to him with a plate with two cups of fruit wine on it.
It was made from the grapes that were grown in the manor. It tasted good.
Roland had a sip and asked, "My friend, what can I do for you?"
"Roland, you don't have to pretend. You should know who I am."
Roland pretended to be surprised. "I really don't know you. This must be the first time we've met."
After a brief silence, Galen said, "Don't worry. I came on my own this time. I didn't stream or record it."
Roland still didn't say anything. He simply drank the wine in silence.
"Streaming and recording won't do me any good," Galen said gloomily. Garen said gloomily, "I admit that I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have joined that organization that targeted you."
Roland finally smiled. He put down the cup and said, "Actually, you're not the only one that I've discovered. I'm afraid that someone will come to apologize to me in a few days."
Galen was having a hard time at this moment.
Not only were the nobles of Hollevin looking for trouble, but the Guild of Mages was also targeting him.
His sketch and name had been blacklisted by all the branches of Mages.
They didn't sell magic items and materials to him.
They didn't buy the magic props that he got from the dungeons either.
What was even more outrageous was that the bards in some taverns were even singing the story of a scumbag named Galen who was promiscuous and abandoned his wife and son.
Although they didn't say that he was a Golden Son, his appearance was very similar to his.
At this moment, Galen couldn't take it anymore. He also guessed who was targeting him.
It was nobody but Roland.
"You think you can get away with a simple apology?" Roland said casually. "You have to pay the price."
"I can pay you."
"I'm not short of gold coins."
Galen knew that it wasn't that simple. He asked, "Then what do you need?"
"You can become the sheriff of a certain minor lord and help me deal with another person." Roland put twenty gold coins on the table. "If you agree, you can not only get a position with income, you can lead troops, and you can even get the money."
Galen's eyes widened. Then he exclaimed, "Wait, so you instigated Pullman in the same way?"
Because many of them were wearing masks, most of them didn't know who their companions were.
Now he understood.
"So, it was Pullman who recognized me?" asked Galen back.
Roland smiled, as if he admitted it.
He was trying to protect Solisa in such a way.
After all, it wasn't easy for her to get the list. Since he owed her a favor, he had to do it well.
"Go find this man." Roland put a piece of paper on the table.
Pullman glanced at it and nodded. "Okay, I agree."
"Pleasure working with you." Roland stood up and extended his hand.
Galen also stood up and put the twenty gold coins into his system Backpack.
Twenty gold coins were equivalent to about three hundred thousand yuan.
Apart from Roland and Betta, who could get gold coins easily, all the other players earned their hard-earned money.
The profession of a sheriff, with a monthly salary of one gold coin and the ability to lead troops, was an excellent position for many male players.
It was very rare.
"We're really unlucky to be your enemy," Galen said self-deprecatingly and left the room.
Roland, on the other hand, put on a satisfied smile.
Galen was the seventh one.
He planned to instigate all the people at the periphery of the organization and see what the few magnates and streamers at the center could do.
It was quite a pleasant thought.
Roland felt that he already had the vibe of a villain.
Then, he continued working on Mage's Disjunction.
He estimated that he would be able to deal with the magnates after he finished Mage's Disjunction.
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