Despite the distance, the voices still entered Kieran's ears.
However, Kieran didn't care about those words.
He wouldn't explain anything to those people.
Kieran knew people would only believe what they wanted to believe.
As for the rest?
From their point of view, it was all a lie, a fabrication.
Or they might even turn a blind eye to it.
You couldn't wake a person who was pretending to be asleep, likewise, you couldn't tell a person the truth with a preconceived notion.
Kieran knew what he should do since he had a deep understanding of the situation: throw all these thoughts to the back of his mind, focus on what he should focus on, and don't waste his precious time and energy.
"You said that eagle is the servant of the Witch?"
Kieran asked Karles beside him, his eyes showing shock.
The eagle was obviously trained, Kieran didn't doubt it at all.
However, Kieran never thought that the master of the eagle would be the Witch, who had left earlier.
"Em.
"Moreover, the 'Guardians' organization is also built around that eagle. Even the Guardians themselves are chosen by that 'eagle'."
Karles nodded.
"What did the eagle choose based on?"
Kieran continued to ask about the information he was interested in.
"I don't know."
Karles shook his head.
Kieran frowned slightly, not satisfied with the answer.
The Demoness left, leaving behind an eagle.
And the eagle started to choose the players.
If there was nothing fishy about it, Kieran wouldn't believe it.
"In fact, I accidentally found out about this secret — until now, most of the Guardians think the eagle is the servant of the leader.
I can use the contract to prove that the secret I told you is true. "
Karles also knew his answer wouldn't satisfy Kieran, so he quickly added.
Kieran didn't stop him.
He watched Karles write down the contract again before he asked about the Guardians. Karles answered one by one.
The whole question-and-answer session lasted about 20 minutes.
When the question-and-answer session came to an end, Kieran suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the creepy smiling face covered by the glove. "What do you know about it?"
Karl was taken aback.
Then, he laughed bitterly.
"That's the Witch's Gift!"
"After killing Hilton, you must have experienced the feeling of having your stats increased and your skill levels increased, right?"
"Very tempting, isn't it?"
"So, you should know how attractive I am now."
With a bitter smile, Karsi could not help but shake his head, as if he still could not accept the fact that he was being hunted.
Not Origin Energy?
Instead, it was attributes and skill levels?
Kieran's heart surged with speculation, but on the surface, he remained calm and listened to Karsi continue.
"The Guardians are very strange."
"Not only does it allow members to form their own cliques and establish their own small organizations, but it also allows internal strife, and even death strife."
"But what's different from being hunted down …"
"The gains from witnessing internal strife are far less than a simple pursuit — and that's how I discovered that eagle's secret."
"I've told you everything I know."
"I can use the contract to prove that I'm not lying!"
After a deep breath, Karsi looked at Kieran.
Karsi was waiting for Kieran's answer.
"Let's go.
Pick the closest place to you. "
Kieran said.
It was true that Karsi had three places to stay, but since he was being hunted down, the three exposed places would be heavily guarded.
In simple words, it was the same no matter which one he picked.
…
Williamson Small Path was located on the west side of the big city, where the inner city and the former outer city intersected.
It was a barren land a month ago, but with the recent influx of players, it quickly became prosperous.
Both sides of the street were filled with shops opened by players, and there was no lack of players on the street.
However, most of the players had a unified symbol on their chest.
It was a vertical symbol that looked like an 'I', and on both sides of the symbol was a pair of white wings with green olive branches circling it.
"They are from the Holy Mercy Association.
The main goal is to help each other, and the leader of the association is a veteran player who just entered the Advanced Ranks.
He's a decent person, "Karsi explained to Kieran, but his eyes were vigilantly looking around.
It seemed like the closer they got to 122nd Williamson Small Path, the more nervous Karsi was.
He was like a rubber band that was stretched to its limit, and if it was pulled any further, it would snap.
Kieran looked at Karsi and shook his head quietly.
He didn't know how Karsi spent the past few days, but he knew that if Karsi really returned to his place alone, even if there was a chance of success, he would fail on the verge of success due to his nervousness.
Besides, Kieran was starting to suspect the Guardians' action of picking Karsi as a spy.
"He's vigilant and good at hiding, which fits the traits of a spy, but his will isn't strong enough to overturn the first two criteria.
"Maybe … this is the reason why Karsi became a spy, no, an abandoned pawn!"
It's different from going through dungeon worlds and using Points and Skill Points, but it's an honorable and safe chance to level up. "
The sudden thought bloomed in Kieran's heart.
Then, a question that had been bothering Kieran for a long time was solved just like that.
How did the first Guardians appear?
Or rather, why did they appear?
If they could really obtain another extremely safe opportunity to increase their strength, who would give up such an opportunity?
The first, or perhaps the one who established the 'Guardians', discovered that the 'Guardian' chosen by the Demoness had a certain special trait, so he established the 'Guardian' organization.
On top of that, the one who made some changes to the organization.
Thinking about the difference between Hilton and his competitors, and the difference between internal strife and pursuit, Kieran quietly added another point.
"If that's the case, why would the first one willingly give the chance to someone else?
Unless … "
Kieran squinted his eyes again.
He didn't believe the one who made use of the chance would sacrifice himself for others.
Then, there was only one possibility left: the first one was the final reaper.
It was like rearing pigs.
The first one would pick out some 'fodder' and feed the pigs until they were fat and strong.
Then, the first one would raise the butcher's knife to slaughter the pigs.
He would even use 'fodder' to control these 'pigs', making each and every one of them obedient and submissive.
"Who is this guy?"
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