"I won't give up anymore."

As if repeating something, after a while, she made up her mind and sat up again. Carrying her clothes, she walked slowly to a corner of the living room with bare feet, then picked up a clever communication ball, and quickly

A signal was dialed. After a while, the gentle and rhythmic voice of a woman's conversation began to gradually echo in the living room.

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"Hello……"

"..."

"Hello!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Back in time a little earlier, Duan Qing and Qian Zhihe, who had climbed over the wall to enter the mansion again, had now reached through the second floor window - under Duan Qing's previous observations and calculations,

It seems that the guards who have become much more relaxed due to the departure of the owner are not a big problem. The large blind spot and the various rockery bonsai in the courtyard of the mansion provided a lot of convenience for them to sneak in before.

They even rested in the garden behind the courtyard for a while before climbing up to the second floor, while hiding the disguises they had prepared.

Due to lack of preparation, the red girl seemed to have sprained her ankle when she was thrown in, and this was already the biggest difficulty they had encountered so far.

"Don't be loud and you ignore me..." Looking at Duan Qing's warning eyes, the girl's voice slowly lowered: "Okay, I'm just afraid of being alone..."

"Don't worry, this is already the destination."

Reluctantly putting down the paper in his hand, Duan Qing walked to Qian Zhihe who was sitting by the window. He first checked her injuries, then squatted next to her and said, "The defense is more sparse than expected.

, so we may be able to stay here for a while longer, so don’t help us find it and rest more, I don’t want to..."

"I'll take you out later."

"It's not because of you! If you hadn't thrown me out suddenly, how could I have been hurt?" The girl pouted her lips dissatisfied, and at the same time tried her best to hold back the smile on her face: "You are going to tell me later

Be responsible!”

Would you please stop being so easily misunderstood...

Rubbing his forehead, Duan Qing returned to the desk in the center of the room and began to check the pages again. At the same time, he tried hard to prick up his ears and pay attention to the movement outside the door and window. However, he expected the waiters and patrols who might come to clean the room.

None of the guards seemed to show up, but the girl sitting on the ground behind her never stopped talking.

"Brother Qingshan, why are you so serious?"

"Professionalism, do you understand professionalism... Well, if that elusive Kima sees it and we don't try our best, it will be very embarrassing."

"..."

"Brother Qingshan, why are you so strong?"

"...This is a setting in the free world. People with high strength can basically do this."

"But don't you feel awkward about this? You are a human in the game, but you can't do these things in the real world..."

"This is a matter of personal adjustment. If you adapt well, you can thrive in the game." Duan Qing replied without looking back: "Many players, even professional players, need to gradually

They must adapt to this process, otherwise... it will be difficult for them to become stronger."

"That is... you people are actually schizophrenic?"

"...No matter how divided we are, it can't compare to those of you who play mages."

"..."

"Brother Qingshan, actually... you can leave me outside." After another period of silence, the girl's voice came over in a low voice: "I am such a burden, and my feet were twisted after being thrown in..."

"Really?" Duan Qing interrupted the other party without looking back: "I only remembered it after you reminded me... Next time, I forgot this time."

"Well……"

"It seems to be preparations and ideas about some issues in the parliament... This Stanford does seem to be a conservative." There seemed to be no sound behind him, and Duan Qing was finally able to check these things seriously: "El

"Chronicles of Nephia"? Does the so-called nobility come from tradition? Well, but I am also interested. I will find another copy later and read it... This knife... is very gorgeously decorated, but it is just a blank slate. I am very merciful.

No more...what is this, a letter from Fortes? But why is there only an envelope, and where is the letter?"

"Hello……"

"Wow!"

Duan Qing, who was immersed in searching, was startled by the sudden call from behind. He patted his chest and turned around, then pressed back the girl who was about to climb on top of him: "I didn't tell you to wait there.

? Why did you come here anyway?"

"It's so boring." The girl pouted, then raised a piece of paper in her hand: "And I found this, look what it is..."

"Oh?" Duan Qing snatched the white paper over and said, "Is this the letter... Tsk."

The content on that piece of paper was not the letter from Fords as Duan Qing imagined, but a shopping list for the mansion. Apart from some wrinkles and damage, most of the content on it could still be identified. At first

Duan Qing, who admitted his mistake, wanted to just look at it and throw it away, but as time passed, his eyes were gradually attracted to it.

"Rice, Kirby oil, mountain rhinoceros meat... these are pretty normal, but what are the following?" Duan Qing whispered: "Magic powder? Lizard horns? And a lac of rubies?"

"These... should be casting materials." Thousand-Zhihe, who was kneeling on a chair beside him, stretched out his head and said, "Or they are experimental materials. I saw these things when I went to the Mages Council..."

"Is Stanford still a magician? What does he want with these things..."

"It's a pity that he is not a magician."
Chapter completed!