Chapter 399: Ranchi Only Plays Speedruns
ustine to walk towards the cellar.In the dimness of the cellar, Viscount Augustine's figure swept past Lance like a black storm. His steps were firm and powerful, like a beast eager to break free from...Chapter 400: Lan Qi Only Plays Speedruns
The master of the office, Warden Corlan, sat behind his desk, his face pale with confusion.
He had already lowered his status, these students should be happy just to pass the prison guard internship assessment normally, how come they look completely off
"…"
Corlan, the warden, gripped his hands tightly, trying to remain calm.
And at that moment, not far away on the other side.
Hubert knew that if he tried to speak now, it would be too late. Interrupting would only complicate things for Lance and the others!
Everyone is going through a tough time, but rules are still rules. Your debts are now due for payment.
Three student prison guards showed a side completely different from their profession.
Such an attitude and aura put unprecedented pressure on the warden.
These young men before him were no longer the respectful, rule-abiding probationary guards he had known. They seemed more like lawless hooligans.
Colonel Dan, warden of the prison, had to handle the situation with more caution, lest it spiral out of control.
I don't understand what you mean. Please explain yourselves clearly.
Colonel Dan spoke in a low voice.
Corland looked quite dumbfounded. The priest smiled, leaned in closer to Corland, looped his arm around his neck, and asked,
"Mr. Locke McCassy's reputational damage fee, the two esteemed young ladies' emotional distress fees, and our assistance in keeping today's events confidential, preventing you from undergoing Bacchus Warden's transformation on Level Six... do you truly believe all of this was free of charge"
Their voices were low and powerful as they spoke, their words direct, as if unconcerned with any consequences.
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You're all…!
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However, as Corlandan excitedly retorted, he looked up to see three figures looming over him like three impenetrable walls of darkness. Their auras were unmistakably those of resurrected cultists, nothing like any students from the Protoss Royal Mage Academy.
Their bodies leaned forward slightly, their arms hanging loosely at their sides, but their fingers curled inward as if about to make fists, giving the impression that they were ready to strike at any moment.
At this distance, even with the prison's barriers suppressing rulebreakers, Corlandon wasn't sure if he could withstand a fatal blow before it triggered.
Corlanth had assured Warden Bakkas that he would treat the students of Protos Royal Mage Academy well.
If someone just hangs up communication and takes the initiative to injure a student from Proto's Royal Magic Academy, Jailer Bacchus will have to personally dismember him into eight pieces to settle this!
At this point, it wouldn't be a sure thing for him to win by taking action, but regardless of the outcome, he would surely die!
Cold sweat drenched Corlan, but he could only use reason to overcome it all and try his best to analyze the most correct decision that should be made right now.
"Let's talk, three classmates. If you have something to say, feel free to express yourselves. We can discuss everything at your own pace."
Soon, Colonel Dan smiled knowingly, the expression of a man who knew when to play his cards right.
Hyberlia's lips moved, forming two incomplete syllables, but she realized it was too late to speak.
Those three men cornered the prison warden, threatening, extorting, and blackmailing him all in one go.
Now the situation has turned, with Corlan giving her a pleasing smile, and the three Tyrant Priests also looking at her as if everything was settled, waiting for her to propose the terms of compensation after a successful negotiation.
In high-latitude observational space.
It's not just the Archpriests and the Grand Knights.
Even the Snow Queen, sitting on a throne in her temple, was silent.
Let's put aside for a moment the discussion about the social and occupational backgrounds of these three assistants. Just looking at them, they don't seem like the type to believe in fate, do they
The Snow Queen's expression was a mixture of emotions, as if she were trying to convince herself that these three people couldn't possibly be members of the Revenant Cult. Huberlyan absolutely couldn't have betrayed her; she was an exemplary child, and her most important disciple. She had to believe in her.
But the Snow Witch always felt that the blurry humanoid shadows of High Priest Loren and the Paladin were watching her.
> Silence here speaks volumes.
This gaze made Almis feel extremely uncomfortable.
The awkward point of the divine officer assessment is that if a divine officer under someone's command has a problem, everyone else will stare at that person. Even without verbal or facial expressions, they can put invisible pressure on that person.
……
And in the warden's office, facing this dream-like situation that had been meticulously arranged.
Huberly bowed her head, covering her face, her shoulders trembling. Whether she was crying or laughing, she couldn't tell. She was just a step too late.
Once those three spoke, there was no turning back.
Since it has come to this, let's just skip the level.
"Alright, give each of us 1000 duty points, and evaluate us according to what we said. Then use your authority to send us directly to the inner layers of the prison."
Hypatia spoke in a flat, emotionless voice.
"This..."
Correndon's eyes widened.
The reviews aren't bad, it's just a little embarrassing that the students had to hold him hostage to write them. And using his teleportation permissions That's generally not allowed - you can't just send a prison guard straight into the inner layers of the prison, I mean the negative fourth level.
But in this case, even if he were held accountable, Warden Bakas would probably understand.
As for duty points, although they can be freely traded among prison guards, giving each of these five people 1000 duty points would mean he has to spend 5000 duty points on his own!
Just as Corlan was about to start bargaining.
"Double it."
The great love poet suddenly whispered softly from the side.
"This…"
One more word, and it doubles again.
The three clergymen edged closer to the warden of Cologne prison, a hint of aggression in their demeanor, as if to teach him how to speak to someone of importance.
That cold, insect-like gaze told Corlan outright that in his current situation, he had no room for bargaining.
"Each person gets 2000 service points, a total of 10,000 service points. They will be paid to you immediately. Please convey my sincere apology to Mr. Rocky McCassy..."
Colrand's voice became meek, nodding constantly and operating the magical device in front of him. He awarded the few trainee prison guards top marks, then began to write something down.
"I still like the defiant way you were just now."
The great poet smiled and commented.
Colonel Dan raised his head, unsure whether he should obey. He could only hover between a forced smile and an awkward one.
Although this black-haired, green-eyed girl's face was covered by a mask, the corners of her eyes held a captivatingly alluring smile.
Colonel Dan now couldn't tell what this young girl was thinking. He understood at that moment that the three people behind him were like puppets under her control.
Although she gave the impression of being the most innocent and weakest person, she always emanated an unfathomable sense of strangeness.
Every time she spoke, his mind would be unsettled, fear rising within him. It was like magic, or perhaps a gift she was born with.
This left Coronel unable to communicate or even look at her.
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The head-of-the-queue Huberlian, seeing the jailer's honest appearance, was so distraught that he almost cried.
How come it doubled again!
Logically speaking, things are going too smoothly at the moment. The outer layer of the prison was bypassed directly, and we even gained a huge amount of duty points. As long as we enter the inner layer of the prison, we should be able to see the Great Demon Race on the fourth floor.
But now she only feels that her mission is complete, and the Goddess of Fate will sever ties with her. The direct evidence has firmly given her the official confirmation of a fallen cleric.
She doesn't want to be a cleric in the Resurrection Church!!
I didn't sleep well after finishing five chapters yesterday. I'm catching up on some sleep today, and I'll continue to add more chapters tomorrow.
(The End)
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