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File.134 Dissonance(1/2)

"What? I have said, let you burn the whistle?"

It seems that after the matters nearby were resolved, Rendaen has lived a good life recently - you can get a glimpse of the chicken legs in his hand.

Because the materials of the four towers were too strong, Lu De and the other two had no choice but to expel the black iron dwarf, and then piled up flammable materials on the tower and lighted them. When they came back to report, the dwarf lord unexpectedly completely ignored his initial order.

"No, no, although those towers are not even worthy of carrying shoes for me, but after we finish the black iron, these towers can still be taken occasionally! So, just light them!"

Rendaen slapped his chest with righteousness.

"Are dwarves all arrogant..."

In the team channel, Lu De made helpless complaints.

"Just like Ecrel?"

"Li Ge! I'm not arrogant!"

NPC can hear most of the conversations between players, but some obviously unexplainable will be blocked - for example, you can't tell them what NPC is!

So the word "pride" was also transferred to the team channel.

Lu De used an ordinary channel.

"Okay, actually I know that it's impossible for you three to really make those black iron dwarves lie down... Go and tell the guys over there! I will agree to send troops... but the plan depends on them to order!"

Rendaen's brows frowned, and then changed his mind.

"Go and tell them this good news. I think the two foremen and the supervisory union will reward you with a little more performance!"

———

"Okay. For the sake of that bastard Rendaen's troops... let's just pay him for it!"

Foreman Orfester threw three pieces of equipment into Lu De's arms with a cold face.

The shoulder armor of the Seyin Brotherhood, the hammer of the Seyin Brotherhood, the amulet of the Seyin Brotherhood.

“All of the excellent grades?”

Lu De, who had received the package, glanced at the quality of the three items.

"Okay, it's not a good thing... Think about our special drawings! That's the dream that a forge should pursue!"

Orpheus was selling in a panic.

Three people and three pieces of equipment, it looks reasonable.

However……

"What are you doing with the treatment stuff you have done?"

Lu De grabbed Orpheus and talked for a long time, and finally asked him to replace the shoulder armor and hammer with two other talismans.

"Anyway, you said it's not a good thing."

Facing what he had just said, Orpheus could only roll his eyes desperately.

Been pinched.

After getting the new equipment, Aker challenged him again.

Unfortunately, she was obviously lacking in luck, and soon after the duel started, she was sprayed with lava under her feet and showed up. Then during the battle, she remembered that the poison on her dagger had not been replaced, which led to a serious shortage of output. She finally made a set of outputs and was plotted against by magma again when she ran away from the battlefield. She almost came directly from the cliff...

If Lu De hadn't pulled her up with the Grip of Death in the end, Acrel, whose health was less than one-third, would have to go to that dead silent area to practice his mind for a day.

Fearing that the opponent was ashamed and angry as he made strange requests such as a hundred duels, Lu De chose to return to the city very decisively.

———

"(Maybe I've gotten used to Hearthstone being twisted around casually?)"

Lu De soon found his location on the map. The last time it was the Demacia Fortress Pass, but this time it became a garden inside the fortress.

"I hope that next time someone won't be replaced by a teleportation point into a canal or a water prison..."

If Bervalia really wants to squeeze him, it is not impossible to do such a thing - just just explain to the following casually that there is free labor. I believe that a team leader who is afraid of being poor will be happy to use his last value.

Lu De's actions in the fortress were not stopped at all. Some guards even showed an ambiguous smile to him - the history of Bovalia's love for him as a variety of uses has already taken root in their minds.

Bypassing the martial arts performance field in the atrium, Lu De advanced all the way to the location of Demacia's power center.

But there is another figure in the room at the end of the passage besides Bovalia.

Countess Presto, the personal consultant of Bervalia.

After seeing Lu De's sudden appearance, the mature woman with rare black hair moved her eyebrows, and finally nodded to him as a greeting.

"What are you doing today? You don't have money, you have to work everywhere, and there are many people who die!"

Before Lu De could explain his purpose, Bovalia launched a verbal offensive first, and at the same time pulled the parchment rolls on the table that were obviously close to Presto's side closer to him.

This action made Lu De and Presto roll their eyes at the same time, but in the end they both chose to ignore it with a tacit understanding.

Who makes others the boss?

"If you have anything, just say it. Recently, I've been on the job of His Majesty the King, who was fucked by the King, who was so busy all day long that he couldn't stay idle like the windmills beside the forest. Tell, if Varian's daughter is old enough, I can still live a leisurely life!"

For example, if you obviously don’t feel the truth, you have to listen to it... and it cannot be spread.

"It's about Achieus' recovery."

"That sword. Something happened... Your Highness the Princess?!"

Bovalia instantly stood up from the chair.

Lu De can guarantee that this is the fastest change of face since he saw Bervalia, and even the speed of the Lingmeng Captain was hard to match!

"Auntie Bervalia, are you handling official duties?"

A fatal blow.

Although it is not clear about the specific age of Bovalia, generally speaking, women will not be in a good mood when they are called older.

Perhaps it was because of the bad luck of Hegebalia. In the current situation, it was not a good choice whether to show violence in front of his princess or accept such a title that transcends generation.

Perhaps because of the supremacy of the officials, she finally acquiesced to a certain title. At the same time, she kindly hugged the princess' shoulder and took her out and said a few words. After sending away the uninvited princess, Bovalia turned back into the huge velvet backrest chair like nothing else.

It's just this time the door is locked.

"I'm finally leaving... Don't think about it, you can't be that possible. Let's talk about the topic. In fact, high-level paladins who are qualified and willing to carry this sword blade should basically lose all their losses in the battle with the Scourge. Today, when the Knights of the Silver Hand were disbanded, it would be difficult to get what they wanted."

"Can't you do it yourself?"

Lu De rolled his eyes and rolled his eyes.

According to official historical records, Bervalia also participated in the war of the Scourge, and was a very early member of the Paladin!

"Hmph... Most of our Paladins actually use bladeless warhammers, and those who hold swords are just a few... Do you think it's strange? However, that is the doctrine of the Holy Light, and of course we must try our best to abide by it."

Bovalia changed into a more comfortable position.

"So, unless you are so skilled that you can make a long sword into a warhammer, my experience is basically useless to you."

"Can you still play like this?"

Lu De now discovered that whenever you think you see the lower limit, she can always dig a deeper hole...

"Mr. Bovalia. Although I don't know much about forging work, why don't you tell me the material out and then reinforcing it directly on the original basis? I remember you once said that this Chief Rither has the level of a high-level blacksmith or above?"

Unlike Lu De, Presto's attitude is still more formal even in such private occasions.

"I am indeed almost at the level of a master blacksmith. But is this enough for me to transform weapons? I mean without relying on drawings..."

So far, Lu De has not heard of any player who has created anything outside the drawings.

Bovalia happily put her head on her hands. "Don't worry, although I don't have the special drawings yet, I can still assist in the appearance. Of course, the premise is that you have to prepare enough rewards... You should know that I am not as good as before. Time is money, are you right?"

"(...time is money. You still have time to chat with me! And you, a human, have no problem with goblin mantra?)"

——I just don’t know if there are any positions in the game world that checks aristocratic taxation.

If so, the vault of Bovalia must be full of people, which is a world of difference from the place like the Urban Management Brigade where rats don’t want to stay for too long.

———

"You have to know that a Death Knight of unknown origin is in Demacia...especially, there are more possible targets recently, which is not a good sign in itself. So, Lord Bervalia has arranged you by his side, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, is it a good sign. So, Lord Bervalia has arranged you by his side, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, for one thing, is it curious, but for more surveillance. I think you should be clear, Chief Rither?"

In the passage of Storm Fortress, Presto, who had been walking in front of Lu De, suddenly spoke.

This time, her voice was not as elegant and decent as usual, but was accompanied by some other colors.

"What do you want to say?"

Lu De's brow frowned.

"If the number of Death Knights continues to increase, even Lord Bervalia will have to take some necessary actions... Of course, I am still partially opposed to this."

It seems that Presto did not mean to seek Lu De's opinion.

"If that's the time comes, I hope you can use any method to help... After all, this is related to your personal interests. Are you right? The Death Knight with the Red Dragon. Although I don't know why she is not here now..."

“…”

Lu De stopped and looked at Presto's back.
To be continued...
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