The Trial Game of Life (renjian shi lian youxi)

Supervisor Roger Reed.

Tang Cuo remembers this name, and he was mentioned on the small blackboard of the Dodo Daily and the Ivy League Office in Yueyinzhiguo. Perhaps he is one of the 13 arbitrators.

In this way, Theodore brought the Archduke to the church for a reason-because Roger Reed was here.

A magician who can instantaneously magic, and this magic does not seem to be low-level magic, his strength must be very strong. Dagong also showed a relaxed look, Tang Cuo took the sword, guarding him from the side, and continued to watch the battle.

It can be seen that Roger Reid’s magic is mostly of the light system. When the glory of magic shines, it seems that all the shadows will be eclipsed and come with the Holy Light buff.

The enemies who appeared on the spire of the church were wearing red robes and hoods and could not see their faces clearly. The red robe is red like blood and rose.

As soon as he shot, his style was extremely obvious.

That could be called a rose bomb.

The Rose Bomb, as the name suggests, the magic array that suddenly appeared on the ground was engraved with the pattern of roses, and the golden light appeared. Those patterns were stripped from the magic array like life, like flowers blooming, and then burst.

“Bang!” The person who rushed out of the church was almost blown up and turned over.

These people are probably all in the League of Ivy League, there are magicians and swordsmen, dressing in different styles. And from the windows of the church, there were black robes of the same style assassins.

There was a fierce fight between the two sides.

The rose bombs seemed to be connected, one on top of the other, paved all the way from the church door to the foot of Roger Reed. Roger Reid’s expression was cold, a long string of spells spilled, and the forehead pointed, and the dark light fell like stars.

The black light spot fell on the unfolded petals of the rose, and the rose withered immediately.

Light and dark system.

Tang Cuo once again refreshed his judgment on the strength of Roger Reed. The red robe on the opposite side could fight Roger Reed, and his strength should not be underestimated. He also wore a unique red robe, which should be the core figure of the Rose Sect.

But why did they fight at the church in Baiye District? Shouldn’t today’s focus be on Dagong, or did they expect Dagong to be forced into the Baiye District?

Tang Cuo observes everything and doubts everything.

Soon, the men of the Ivy League had the upper hand, and the guards of the Shiba district finally arrived late. Seeing a bad situation, the red robe snorted and finally waved back.

Roger Reed would naturally not let him go easily and chased after him.

“Theodore!” The rest of the Ivy League remained, and one of them saw Tang Cuo and waved quickly.

Tang Cuosui took the Grand Duke in the past. He is not a good actor, and he does not know what their names are. In order to avoid dressing, he keeps his cold to the maximum extent.

Fortunately, Theodore seemed to be a cold person himself. Everyone welcomed the Grand Duke, and the one who waved just asked himself, “Why are you here with Grand Duke? Are you not in the inner city?”

Tang Cuo briefly explained the plot.

The other party heard the tunnel and thought about it, and then said, “When Lord Rogerio comes back, he will have a deal. As for the bard you mentioned, we may see you later.”

Although Lancelot saved the Grand Duke, why did he know the authenticity, he still needs to confirm.

During the conversation, Tangcuo knew that the other party’s name was Celtic, and he was an orthodox knight just like Theodore. Then he opened the system panel again and glanced.

Lunar country

Song of the Second Ring

Main line to talk to Rogerio

Rogerio hadn’t returned yet, so he had to wait, and at this time, the justice stood alone in the church, facing a figure kneeling in the pool of blood, silent.

The man kneeling was wearing a moon-white priest robe. If Tang Cuo was right, he was the one the Duke had said he would believe in.

Tang Cuo stepped forward, but didn’t speak, holding the sword with one hand like a silent knight.

Dagong was wearing coarse clothes, and when he looked closely, every wrinkle on his face seemed to be filled with misery. But this suffering is solemn, silent and silent.

When is the admirable friend who betrayed his faith, it is always impossible to talk about it.

Celtic said the priest turned to the Rose sect, and he was involved in today’s assassination. Originally, the attention of the Ivy League was indeed in the inner city, but Lord Rogerio was keenly aware of the strangeness here, so he urgently deployed staff to encircle the Rose Sect.

The red robe mage is a priest of the rose sect. Bishops in white robe, priests in red, and black robe are ordinary church members.

For a long time, Dagong placed one hand on his chest and sent his last regards to the dead priest. Questioning without crying, crying without tears, just as he was calm when he saw the suffering of all beings.

Tang Cuo remembered Jin Cheng. They agreed to meet in the church an hour later, but now that the hour had arrived, Jin Cheng was still missing.

Did he trigger another plot?

Tang Cuo was right, Jin Cheng did trigger other plots, and it was a side story. After going through the ninety-nine serial branch missions in the country of Yueyin, Jin Cheng now sees that the branch missions are a little bit scalp numb, but this one is different.

Its reward items are clearly marked with white landmarks in the mission description, called-Musical Fragments.

Movement?

Is it twelve movements, or Lancelot’s movements? Or is it the same thing?

Jin Cheng wouldn’t let this opportunity go, even if he was asked to do ninety-nine consecutive missions, he couldn’t give up. And this branch has a time limit. It should be the time reserved for the branch without delaying the main story.

Branch task name-unfinished painting.

Trigger location-a remote backstreet five minutes from the tavern.

At that time, Jin Cheng was being hunted down by the people in the tavern. With the bow and arrow sealed, he didn’t want to fight against the indigenous people with only a small harp. So he was just handsome in the front, and turned handsome in the U-turn. The consequence of being too handsome is that he accidentally bumped into someone else’s funeral.

Two ferocious men, carrying a body wrapped in a straw mat, were hit by Jin Cheng, and the body rolled off the straw mat, and the side mission was triggered.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Jin Cheng then sent two strong men into a dream with a requiem, then crouched down to examine the body. The corpse is a young woman, who was exposed and dressed with inferior fat powder, which was not pretty, and there were many bruises on her body, but no specific cause of death.

The task required Jin Cheng to make up for her unfinished paintings. The time limit was one hour, but Jin Cheng didn’t even know who she was, and the only insider fell asleep again.

At this point, Jin Cheng had to retreat. He had to withdraw first, slipped around and returned, and the two strong men also woke up. The two cursed angrily, but wanted to hit someone but could not find the initiator, so they had to carry the body and continue to walk.

Jin Cheng originally wanted to tie people up to ask about the situation, but after changing his mind, he quietly followed behind them.

People in the Baiye District seem to have become accustomed to the fact that someone carried the body through the city during the day. There was only numbness on people’s faces, and occasionally someone showed sympathetic and sad eyes, and quickly moved away.

Jin Cheng followed along, and finally saw them enter a courtyard with a boardwalk at the door.

Coincidentally, there was also a corpse covered by a straw mat on the boardwalk. The middle-aged man dragging the boardwalk was bargaining with a mustache man with shiny hair.

“Sir, give me five more copper coins. Although my father is old, he has always been very healthy and has never had any serious illnesses until his death. This is very rare in the white leaves area.”

“But he is already old.”

“Five copper coins may not be a big deal for you, but they can fill my children’s stomachs, sir, okay.”

“You love to sell or not to sell. The noble necromancers don’t like the old man’s body. We sent it to the Locke Kingdom, and the transportation cost will be a lot of money. The collection of your body is just to pity you, this is doing charity for you. do you know?”

The two were arguing, when the strong man arrived carrying the body, the young man with a beard waved his hand and looked at the young woman’s body first. He seemed quite satisfied with this, and soon he traded at the price of a silver coin.

The big man happily carried the corpse in, and a man came out of the room, knocking on the back of the woman’s neck with a seal, the Arabic numeral 56, representing 56.

Jin Cheng squatted on the roof next door, and suddenly remembered the kind of chapter on the pork in the world, which was also blue.

At this time, the middle-aged man pulling the cart finally gritted his teeth and gave up the price increase of the five copper coins. Fearing that the mustache man would regret it, he quickly completed the transaction. He got 60 copper coins, and the old man’s body had a 57 chapter.

From this, the number is the number of dead bodies.

Jin Cheng looked at it quietly with his chin, and he always saw the big man happily return the money with no movement. He just glanced at the courtyard again before leaving, and the knockers were throwing powder on the displayed corpse, which seemed to be used for preservation.

He could not put his beak.

In the case of insufficiency, morality is cheap.

But unlike the rickshaw men who bought and sold the bodies of their old men, the two strong men were obviously not the women’s brothers, so Jin Cheng turned around and tied them after finding out where the bodies were going.

From their mouths, Jin Cheng obtained the woman’s address and occupation.

A Fengchen woman, who lives alone in the Baiye District, and the two big men are the thugs who look at the scene and also deal with the body. The woman died suddenly, she was already ill and did not live long.

At this time, there was more than 20 minutes left in the one-hour time limit. Jin Cheng hurried to the rental house and opened a door, and a huge mural broke into his eyes.

The woman was drawing during her lifetime. She vacated the wall facing the door, and piled all the furniture and debris on the other side, neat and messy, and bright and dark at the same time.

The painting is a full-blown red rose, leaving only the last two flowers unpainted. The brush and paint tray are on the table, and there is an unsent letter next to it.

Dear Pastor Peter

I think I’m dying.

Congratulations.

I don’t know if there is a flower called a rose in this world. I have never seen it, but if it is as beautiful as you said, may it fulfill your wishes.

I don’t have to.

– Lisa

Jin Cheng was silent for two minutes before putting down the letter and picking up the brush to make up the painting. But when the tip of the pen touched the wall, the bright red was magnified in Jin Cheng’s eyes, occupying all his sight.

Splashing ink like red, splashed down from the wall, instantly shrouded Jin Cheng.

On the other side, Tang Cuo didn’t wait for Jin Cheng, but Rogerio.

The Rose sect was lurking in the white leaves area for more than half of this time. The red priest was also severely damaged by Rogerio, but he was finally escaped. After Rogerio returned, he told Celtic a few follow-up things, and he took the initiative to find Tangcuo.

“You tell me the real thing again.” Rogerio’s face was ruthless, about forty years old, and the two temples shaved off and left a neat hairstyle. His hair color is also black, which is rare in this world. Coupled with that black eye patch and blue eyes, his cold face is more severe.

The two walked into the courtyard of the church, and Tang Cuo was planning to repeat what he had said to Celtic, so as not to change, and clinker Rogerio changed his stern but familiar tone.

“Theodore, you took the Grand Duke to the tunnel, it was too reckless. Your brother let you come here to experience, but I don’t want you to have anything wrong.”

brother? Theodore and his brother?

Tang Cuo was suspicious but his face was not obvious. “I know, Lord Rogerio.”

Rogerio frowned slightly, “I have to put aside the matter of apprenticeship. I will write to the Duke of Lords. If you want to stay in the League of Ivy Leagues in the future, you must go through more experience. It’s good for others to mention your origins, Theodore. As a knight, you have to be proud of your noble background, but you can’t be arrogant or stop your pace.”

Tang measures it out. This turned out to be a story of a noble child who concealed his identity and went to the countryside. No wonder Theodore’s hair changed color.

But one thing made Tang Cuo feel strange.

If Theodore has an older brother, then in such an orthodox family of noble knights, the eldest son would be the prince. According to Rogerio, he came to the Ivy League to practice, wishing to worship Rogerio as a teacher, and he might stay in the Ivy League in the future. This is a different road from Xijue.

But why did Theodore eventually become the Duke, and where did his brother go?

Is he dead? Is something else happening?

Tang Cuo temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and did not ask why he was a knight who wanted to worship the magician as a teacher, nodded, and kept his high-cold man unshakable.

So when Celtic came over, he saw big, small, and two cold faces, as if carved in a mold. He scratched his head, not knowing if he should step forward to disturb.