The reason the [ Dark Archmage ] immediately answered the NPC in front of her wasn't because she was a completely naive and honest person. Her thinking was very simple: in the following conversation, she planned to be a pure receiver of information. Unless the other party really wanted her to say something, she would only give perfunctory "uh-huhs" and reveal some irrelevant or false information.
Using such a response now would undoubtedly shock the other party, thereby regaining some of the initiative in the conversation.
As expected, the Grand Knight Commander's expression Solidification instantly upon hearing her joyful reply.
Although her posture remained relaxed, leaning against the wooden table behind her, the [ Dark Archmage ] could sense that the Grand Knight's muscles had become somewhat stiff.
So she immediately retorted:
"Are you the Holy City's Holy Crusaders?"
The Grand Knight remained silent, staring intently into the Dark Archmage's eyes, trying to detect any unease or panic.
However, this kind of thing doesn't exist for players.
After a brief, fruitless eye contact, the Grand Knight Commander's body relaxed.
As if guessing the [ Dark Archmage's] thoughts, her expression softened slightly, and she said with a playful tone:
"If you're willing, you can tell me some more things I don't know; if not, I'll give you a quick and easy answer."
She doesn't sound like someone who would willingly use torture...
Thinking this, the [ Dark Archmage ] began to make plans for what would happen after his death.
If I were to abandon this body right here, wouldn't that be seen as suicide by the other party?
It might scare her, right?
Having considered numerous possibilities in his mind, the [ Dark Archmage ] was prepared to die, but only intended to squeeze out the last bit of value from his life.
One idea after another flooded her mind, and the uncontrollable emergence of the plot modification settings that had recently caused a great uproar among players.
For most online games, playing for three or four hours a day can easily make people feel dizzy and lightheaded, and playing for seven or eight hours can be unbearable for many.
But * World of Disorder * is completely different—
Because players can restore their energy in real life by sleeping when logging into " World of Disorder World of Disorder ", their game time accumulates exceptionally quickly, and many have developed a strict eight-hour sleep habit as a result.
The long hours of gaming at night would affect the focus of attention during leisure time during the day, so almost all players of " World of Disorder " would browse the forums every day. As a result, the fact that players had changed the game's storyline twice became known to more and more people.
As a player, [ Dark Archmage ] naturally hoped such good fortune would fall into her lap, so she began to plot how to fabricate a lie that would make the other party believe, or at least be willing to believe...
The map of Aduolin Province was displayed on the player panel. [ Dark Archmage ] confirmed a few things, and her storytelling mind began to work quickly. After a few breaths, she raised her head to meet the Grand Knight Commander's gaze.
"Oh, you've finished editing?"
"?"
The Soul Returner was about to speak, choked on his words and looked at the Grand Knight Commander in disbelief.
What, could this woman read minds?
If that's the case, does she know she's a character in a game? Could this lead to android awakening?
Rather, to prevent this from happening, the mind-reading ability wouldn't exist in NPCs, at least not in a Middle Tier NPC.
But the [ Dark Archmage ] still feigned surprise and asked:
How could you...?
"As I mentioned before, although you are a priest, your actions are not very professional, so I am very interested in your true identity."
The Grand Knight Commander, feeling he had regained control of the conversation, softened his tone somewhat:
"Don't blame me for not believing you. You can now recite the fourth article of the second chapter of the fourth book of the Holy Scripture. If you can recite it, I will apologize to you."
"... Fourth, Saint Peter led the people to that barren land, where the demons and their retinue lay in ambush. So he prayed to God..."
The Grand Knight Commander's expression Solidification again, and she asked incredulously:
"Volume Two, Chapter One, Article One?"
The socially awkward player wore a calm expression and silently put away the character artbook from the official website on the panel:
"Why don't you apologize first?"
"..."
The knight commander was silent for a few seconds, then said solemnly:
"I apologize for my presumption; you are at least a qualified priest in terms of scriptural doctrine."
She then said:
"It seems the situation in Aduolin is far more complex than I knew. Would you be willing to exchange some information with me?"
The Dark Archmage nodded.
"We can ask each other some questions."
"Good."
"Your identity."
"Grand Knight Commander Nuolun of the Fourteenth Knights of the Holy City Holy Crusaders Fourteenth Knights, and you?"
The Soul Returner uttered that somewhat shameful name without batting an eye:
"My name is [ Dark Archmage ], and I am a scout."
"It's a bit of a mouthful."
"Yeah, that's true. I didn't think that much about it when I got up."
Where are you from?
The Grand Knight asked, and the Soul Returner calmly replied:
" Blue Gum Town."
At the same time, over a hundred kilometers away, [ Zhongde ] and [ Gill's Cuisine ], who were carrying out a frenzied Holy Crusaders against a small town under the jurisdiction of Aduolin Province, encountered a minor problem.
Their "Great Expedition" encountered a bottleneck—
Antiya Lisi sent five hundred Holy Crusaders to help resist the Blood Corpse and defend White Wax Town, so the fake Holy Crusaders also consisted of five hundred men.
According to the previous plan, after capturing one town, they would move on to the next. In order to maintain the relative stability of a town with a population of several thousand to nearly ten thousand, one hundred players remaining was almost the limit. Further reduction in numbers would make it difficult to maintain stability.
After all, battles are not always smooth sailing. Occasionally, a few cunning Stained Ones will escape capture and hide in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike. The players who remain are busy every day catching these scurrying pests.
The main force of the Soul Returner will not stay for this purpose; the task of maintaining order will have to be left to the players who remain.
So, after leaving Ginkgo Town, the Holy Crusaders grew to four hundred men; after leaving Blackthorn Town, Holy Crusaders grew to three hundred men; and after leaving Chinese Pine Town, Holy Crusaders grew to two hundred men.
At this moment, the two Soul Returner and Jerry stood on the city wall of the penultimate town— Blue Gum Town —looking at the Blue Gum Town Bishop who was hanging up and swaying in the wind in the distance, and began to reflect on the shortcomings in their design of this tactic.