"Don't tell me Saikory was pushed out as a scapegoat?"
Coll asked in a soft voice.
"A scapegoat?
Possible, but the biggest possibility is that he was pushed out to attract our attention. "
Hanses voiced his opinion.
"Then …
"Who pushed him out?"
Garwen asked after a moment of silence.
Immediately, everyone turned their attention to Lawless. Ramont even asked directly.
"Lawless, who gave you the information?
"A guy called Rorl."
He's one of the veterans in the Iron Chariots, but his strength is average. He's been in charge of leading the new players to explore new lands and map mapping. "
Lawless didn't try to hide anything.
"I think we should meet this Rorl."
Rhino suggested.
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
"Seconded."
Ramont nodded right away. No one else objected.
Other than Kieran and the silent Raven the Loner, Kieran's silence was a kind of habit. Therefore, everyone else was looking at Kieran.
"Why Saikory?"
Kieran asked calmly.
'Yeah.
Why Saikory? '
There weren't a lot of players like Saikory in the big city, but it wasn't a small number either.
So, why did it have to be Saikory and not other similar players?
Everyone frowned in unison.
Many guesses popped up in their hearts, but they were all denied in the end.
In the end, everyone, including Raven, looked at Kieran again.
"Why?"
Lawless asked on behalf of the others.
However, under everyone's anticipating gaze, Kieran opened his hand.
"I don't know."
His answer stunned everyone. Then, they started to voice their opinions.
"No way, 2567, you won't have any friends if you keep this up."
"2567, you know what?"
"If it wasn't for the fact that I can't beat you, you would have turned into a pig's head."
…
The crowd started to argue.
However, Kieran's questions were all memorized in his mind.
It would undoubtedly make them more cautious in their upcoming actions.
That would be enough.
Kieran achieved his goal.
"Rhino and I are going to meet Luo Er."
Lamont and Rhino stood up.
"Let's go gather information on Saikory."
Hanses and Coll moved together.
"The surrounding mercenaries might have some information. Leave it to me and Blair."
Garvin and Blair then left.
The members of the small group quickly took action.
After Lawless was called by Rachel to wash the dishes and wipe the tables, only Kieran, Blacksmith, Lemour the Alchemist, and Raven the Loner were left in the inn.
Between the two of them, Lemour stood up unsteadily and walked to the bench in the corner. She climbed onto it and started snoring.
The wine bottle in the other party's arms was already empty.
'Loner' Galen carried his cat and slowly walked to the fireplace. Leaning against the fireplace, he sat down, allowing himself and his cat to have a more comfortable posture.
Only Kieran and Blacksmith were left at the table.
"Is Starbeck a good cook?"
Blacksmith said as she leaned back in her chair.
"Yes."
"Very good."
Kieran nodded honestly.
Then, Blacksmith went silent.
Her silence caused the atmosphere to turn silent as well.
Even …
It was a little awkward.
Kieran frowned. He didn't like the awkwardness, so he wanted to leave.
However, before Kieran stood up, Blacksmith spoke again.
"Are you … satisfied with his cooking?"
Blacksmith's question was a little hesitant, her choice of words sounded like she was weighing her words.
"Yes."
Kieran gave an affirmative answer again.
"Then it's nothing."
Blacksmith shook her head. Under Kieran's slightly doubtful gaze, she quickly changed the topic.
"Give it to me."
Blacksmith extended her hand.
"What?"
Kieran was stunned.
"[Frost Heart Remnant]!"
As the Blacksmith spoke, traces of her aura leaked out from her body.
It was the aura that only a high-ranker could possess.
And it wasn't just any common high-ranker.
A dazzling brilliance shone before Kieran's eyes. He felt like he saw fire, a tornado, and frost. The three of them intertwined with each other like a colorful bird, soaring in the sky and gliding over the land of endless darkness.
Then …
Everything returned to silence.
Rank II?
No, not rank II!
It was similar.
But it seemed even more complicated than rank II?
A feeling of encompassing everything yet being independent rose from Kieran's heart.
Kieran who possessed the power of the Devil, Cardinal Sins, Saint Thorn, Dawn, and Plague, always felt his own power system was too complicated.
However, Blacksmith's power system was much more complicated.
However, unlike Kieran's, the complexity presented a complete system.
Instantly, a term escaped Kieran's mouth.
"Gemstone Force?!"
Kieran looked into Blacksmith's eyes, waiting for her answer.
Then, he saw a sense of smile.
That smile told him that he had guessed correctly.
However, Kieran had more questions in his mind.
"When did you …"
"When I didn't want to be left behind by you, I had to work hard to catch up — [Dungeon Cooldown Cooldown Card] is rare but not non-existent.
Coincidentally, my gemstone identification and embedding skills allowed me to acquire them. "
Blacksmith's voice was as cold and calm as usual.
She returned to her usual self.
Kieran?
She maintained her original self from the start.
"You don't have to catch up to me.
You should be responsible for yourself — in this city, everyone has their hands tied. In order to not choose the worst option during the most crucial moment, everyone should try their best to seize the strongest opportunity. "
Kieran corrected the parts that he thought were wrong in Blacksmith's words and told her his thoughts.
Not a single lie.
Every single word was spoken from the bottom of his heart.
Anyone could hear the sincerity in his words.
Blacksmith was no exception either.
So …
“120w。”
Blacksmith said coldly.
"What?"
Kieran's hand shook when he took out [Frost Heart Remnant]. No, not just his hand, but his whole body.
He felt pain in his heart.
He knew it would be expensive to appraise [Frost Heart Remnant].
But he didn't expect it to be this expensive, it had already reached the sum of his earnings.
Was it intentional?
Unconsciously, the thought popped up in his mind, but he quickly denied it.
In his mind, other than her gemstone identification and embedding skills, Blacksmith's most impressive trait was her ability to calmly differentiate between the big city and reality.
She even fixed the game time.
A person with such strong self-control would never do such a thing.
More so, there was no reason for her to do such a thing.
Kieran took in a deep breath.
He suppressed the unwillingness in his heart and started to trade with Blacksmith.
Lemour, who was sitting on the bench, was snoring even louder.
Raven hugged his cat even tighter.
A woman?
Hehe, too scary!
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