"You … you are …?"
Celica couldn't help but be surprised when she saw the person who came out of the trees.
She had flame-like red hair, bright red lips, and a shiny black enamel leather armor. She was holding a crossbow in one hand.
That person was the one who invited Celica to join the Sword and Shield User's party. She was the Spear User who stayed at the back of the party out of boredom.
"So it's you?"
Rozen also raised his eyebrow.
However, Rozen wasn't surprised.
"Should I call you Rosaria-san? Or should I call you the leader of the Orange Guild, Titan's Hand? "
Rozen's words made Xili stunned, but it also made the other party extremely surprised.
"Huh?" Rosalia narrowed her eyes and curled up the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to show how mean she was, and said, "So you know me?"
For this question, Rozen naturally had to give an affirmative answer.
"Although I haven't seen you before, your Titan's Hand is quite famous. It's a criminal guild that mainly hunts Middle Level Players. In order to get rare items and Gold, you don't hesitate to kill Players. There are at least dozens of Players who died in your hands. If it wasn't for the fact that you're targeting Players' assets instead of killing for fun, I wouldn't be exaggerating to list you as a Red Guild, right?"
Rozen said in an indifferent tone, which made the two women at the scene react differently.
"Kill … Killing Guild …!?"
Celica covered her mouth and looked at Rosario in shock.
Obviously, Celica didn't expect to encounter such a terrifying existence.
"… It seems that I underestimated you. Even if you're really a member of Red Wings, you're still a member of the strongest guild."
The smile on Rosario's face disappeared for a moment, but then it returned to its original state.
"But even if you can recognize me, so what? You still can't change the situation. "
With that said, Rosalia stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.
In the next instant, players walked out one after another from the bushes on both sides of him.
It was a group of criminal players with orange cursors.
These Orange Players were all wearing silver accessories or secondary equipment. They looked gorgeous, but they looked like a group of Thieves. Apart from Rosalia, all of them were male.
The orange-named male players gathered around Rosalia, the only one with a green name, with sneers and malicious expressions on their faces.
Obviously, these Players were the members of the Orange Guild, Titan's Hand, and they were the real criminals.
As the guild leader, Rosalia's name was still green for the same reason I mentioned before. She was just trying to sneak into the town, find suitable prey, and lure them out of the safe zone so that the guild members could ambush them and finish them off.
This was also the reason why Rosalia was with the Sword and Shield User team.
He was definitely Rosalia's prey, a pitiful sacrifice that she wanted to eat soon.
But now, Rosalia had obviously changed her mind.
"Compared to a team made up of middle-tier players, the players from the strongest Guild are undoubtedly the fat sheep. Even if they're just doing odd jobs, since they've come to the lower levels to collect weapon materials and are likely to be production-type players, they must have a lot of Guild resources, right?"
Rosalia licked her lips and revealed a cruel smile.
"Not only did such a big fat sheep come to me, he even invited a useless little girl to go out of the circle and go deep into the Forest of Lost. Isn't this telling me that it's okay to eat her up at any time?"
In the Forest of Lost, teleportation crystal was useless. Even if they used it, they could only teleport to another area, and they couldn't return to the town.
And because it was a labyrinth, even if they logged in as friends, they couldn't send messages. They couldn't even ask for help or tell others who the culprit was.
As a result, Rosalia couldn't help but pounce on them.
"If you're here, you won't be able to escape, and you won't be able to send a message. No one will save you, and no one will know how you died. Even Red Wings won't be able to find out that we're the culprit. That's the best scenario."
The smile on Rosalia's face became more and more cruel. Her hostile look told others that the leader of an orange guild had no intention of letting go of the two boys in front of her.
It wasn't just Rosalia, even the Orange Players from Titan's Hand revealed a sinister smile, looking extremely cruel and ruthless.
"You'll be killed."
Celica realized that.
However, the indifference on Rozen's face didn't change from the beginning to the end, and he only looked at Rosalia's eyes.
It was as if he was watching a clown. Then, Rozen said that.
"Don't you think this condition is too good?
"Don't you think these conditions are too good? Rozen's words made Rosalia's cruel face freeze.
Rozen's words made Rosalia's cruel expression freeze.
Rozen's words made the cruel expression on Rosalia's face freeze.
But that was the truth, wasn't it? She couldn't escape, couldn't send a message, couldn't ask for help, and couldn't even tell others who the culprit was so that the guild could avenge her. How could that be described as superior?
If it was Rosalia's own design, it wouldn't be a big deal.
The problem was, all of these superior conditions were not designed by Rosalia, but by the so-called fat sheep in her eyes.
In other words …
"I can only say that it's unexpected, but it's also reasonable."
Rozen smiled at Rosalia.
"Although I originally planned to show my existence in the Wind Facing Chicken Pavilion and lure you out, I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly. I originally thought that I would have to put in more effort, who knew that this job would be easier than I imagined."
This was the reason why Rozen raised his hand in front of so many people in the Wind Chicken Pavilion and suggested that he wanted to team up with Celica.
As long as he showed off his guild and said that he was a production-type player with a large number of precious resources, he wouldn't have to worry about the orange guilds that were willing to commit crimes for the sake of wealth.
In other words, Rozen's goal was only to show off, and he didn't really want to team up with Celica.
As long as he could show off, Rozen's goal would be achieved. Teaming up with Celica was just a last-minute change of heart.
Rosalia didn't know the truth.
Naturally, Celica didn't know either.
However, both of them could tell from Rozen's expression and words that this matter wasn't as simple as it seemed.
"You bastard …!?"
Rosalia wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by Rozen's next move.
"Clang …"
With a crisp sound, a one-handed sword was pulled out by Rozen.
It wasn't the low-grade weapon that he and Celica used to farm the Drunken Apes, but Rozen's main weapon.
"Celica, wait here for me. Don't move."
Rozen instructed Celica.
"I … I understand …"
Celica nodded subconsciously.
Rozen smiled and walked forward.
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