Although the character has been selected, what should I do if I don't enter the play?

Godfrey's current king, His Majesty Adonis, finally took time out of his busy schedule to visit the Academy of the Holy Spirit with the three princes and his very close Duke Ulea.

Under the leadership of the dean, they first visited some landmark buildings in the college, experienced the newly built magic laboratory, stayed in the library for a while, and finally went to the auditorium. Prepare to meet outstanding students.

Because the third prince Adrian is still young, he has been with His Majesty the king all the time and will not deal with other people specifically.

But the second prince, Alves, is already an adult warrior, and he is very keen to get acquainted with those outstanding academy students.

Like the eldest prince Ashburn, the second prince is also one of the strong contenders for the throne in the future, so he will never give up any opportunity to enhance his own strength.

When most of the students entered the auditorium, the second prince, Alves, immediately put on an appearance of a corporal, completely opposite to his usual reckless behavior. First impressions are still very important.

Su Yunqing also needed to make friends with these potential students, but he did not show a very enthusiastic appearance, but sat proudly on a chair, waiting for interested people to come and ask for a meeting.

It's a pity that those students really don't have eyes, one or two can't see the grandeur of the Duke, and they won't play the role of father and son killing each other.

They were either forcibly pulled over by the passionate second prince, or they were actively attracted by the gentle and elegant first prince.

Everyone seems to have completely forgotten that among the contenders for power present, besides the young third prince, there is also a very powerful Duke!

Su Yunqing watched boredly as the students chose the prince they were interested in one after another, and went over to say hello and chat with them attentively, so he yawned softly.

It may be that the rebels are relatively unpopular, and there is no one to patronize for a while.

Due to the presence of His Majesty the King, no one cares about siding with such an aboveboard friendship.

Auston stood guard behind the eldest prince. He was always on guard against the lonely and pitiful Duke.

Seeing that there was no one in front of the other party, it was a bit embarrassing, Auston couldn't help touching Fix who was next to him, lowered his voice, and said, "In this situation, can that person not help but make a fuss?" ?”

While Fix was busy helping the eldest prince with his eyesight, trying to select and identify useful talents in a short period of time, and eliminate those with bad intentions, he replied in a slightly helpless tone, "Don't worry, the eldest prince Your Highness said that the recruited talents will be given priority to Duke Uriah... Even if he does nothing, there will still be many outstanding talents sent to his door, or the kind that His Highness the Eldest Prince has persuaded in advance."

Auston frowned, not quite understanding why His Royal Highness was so wary of Duke Ulea.

Although he also felt that the Duke did not seem to be a big threat, the other party often made some unbelievable actions.

It's like every moment, I wish I could engrave the four big characters "I want to rebel" on my forehead.

Auston couldn't help feeling a little emotional. He had been with his father since he was a child and served the royal family, and he had seen many people who wanted to rebel.

Regardless of whether they have taken actions on the surface, or are secretly preparing, they will be more or less concerned and concealed.

But it was the first time Auston had seen someone like Duke Uriah, who was afraid that the world would not know, and tried his best to create a rebellious atmosphere.

He sighed, his voice was so low that only the people around him could hear clearly, "To be honest, if I had to choose someone to compete with the eldest prince, I would rather choose Duke Ulea, because I always feel that he is the kind... Those who are persuaded by His Highness the First Prince."

Fix looked back at him, twitched the corners of his lips, and said in the same low voice, "Behind the second prince is the queen, and his uncle holds part of the military power. He will not easily withdraw from the competition. Your assumption is not valid. .”

not to mention……

Fix was very clear about Ashbourne's thoughts, and he probably wouldn't try to persuade him, but would try to sleep in it instead.

Since His Majesty the King, several princes, and His Majesty the Duke were all present, if he could gain the favor of these people, he would be promoted easily in the future and all the way to the top. Therefore, the atmosphere in the auditorium of the Holy Spirit College became more and more enthusiastic.

Angelo finally squeezed to the side of His Royal Highness Ashburn, and was stepped on several times on the way.

He wanted to use the excuse of saluting to see if he could shake the other party's hand generously, and then use the scorching skill to make the eldest prince feel the warmth of a spring breeze.

In this cold winter, who doesn't want to sleep with a humanoid heater?

An Qiluo felt that his idea was good. After hearing that someone suffered from insomnia before, he spent a lot of money to buy effective medicine.

The good things that warm the quilt in winter should also be in short supply!

Angelo had just taken two steps forward when someone grabbed the back collar of his clothes. He didn't pay attention and was dragged back a few meters by Tim, almost falling to the ground with his head up.

"Why do you..." As soon as An Qiluo finished speaking, he saw a dazzling blue light flashing from the corner of his eyes, and heard the cries of children inexplicably in his ears.

Immediately, a strong smell of blood sprayed into the air, and the crowd in front of them began to disperse, and someone shouted loudly, "Be careful, there are assassins!"

An Qiluo managed to stabilize his body, but for a moment, he couldn't turn the corner.

In Godfrey's Academy of the Holy Spirit, when His Majesty the King is in person, and the guards are extremely strict, in this auditorium where heroes gather...

Was there an assassin who dared to come to die? !

But when he saw the dagger in the opponent's hand, he felt a chill in his heart, wait, how is this possible...

"It's the Shadow Dagger." Tim gasped, and said in surprise, "That man is a player, and a high-level one, but why did he come to assassinate Godfrey's king?"

And appearing in this way, it should be transmitted through scrolls... For the current "New World", it is quite a luxury.

After all, today is different from the past. It is not an easy task to find teammates who trust each other enough and are equally capable to form a team to clear dungeons together, and then successfully obtain these rare items.

"Why did he do this? That dagger is a drop item from a high-level dungeon. We can't beat players of this level, so we should be careful not to be involved." Angelo chose to protect himself without hesitation. I wanted to run outside.

Although it is a very good plus point to take action to save His Royal Highness, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, his name will be firmly remembered in the hearts of all those in power in Godfrey.

But the premise is that you can save your life!

This enemy is a master assassin in the game. A player of his level, isn't he rushing up to deliver food to the opponent?

After "New World" was altered by the central brain, all people had only one life left. If they lost it, it would be of no use to leave a good impression on the natives.

Besides, he didn't know if he would die in reality after dying in the game. An Qiluo didn't want to take any risks at all.

Tim did not take half a step back, but pulled Angelo back. He said with a rare and serious expression, "We can't run away. If that person really kills here, Godfrey will be the next Cadia." !"

Angelo frowned slightly, he knew about Cadia.

That was the gossip I heard from a special channel a few days ago: the supreme leader of the coastal city of Cadia was assassinated to death during a banquet, and many people present were also doomed. The whole city fell into chaos. It was finally broken by the enemy.

The instigator is said to be an adventurous mercenary group composed of players.

An Qiluo thought for a while, but still shook his head again and again, and said, "It doesn't matter, the big deal is that we change places, why do we need to confront these people?"

Tim grabbed his friend's shoulder and said sharply, "If we don't fight and keep hiding, there will be nowhere to go back. I like this place. The neighbors here are very friendly and I have made many friends. I really want to to live for a long time.”

An Qiluo rolled his eyes and said, "I have not been here for a long time, and the people around the dormitory don't recognize them all. Why can't I be sent to die for them?"

Tim said seriously, "I can go up, I just hope you can assist from the side and use your healing skills to help treat the wounded."

In order to intercept the assassins, evacuate the students, and defend the king... Many people in the auditorium have been injured.

Seeing the sincerity of this new friend's expression, An Qiluo hesitated for a while, then reluctantly nodded and said, "I'll just help out on the periphery, I don't do things like sending someone to death... Be careful yourself."

Tim grinned and said, "I know, thanks."

He moved his hands and feet, opened the panel calmly, and switched out a set of elementary-grade equipment.

The white top is made of cotton and linen, while the legged trousers are made of stiff fabric, which doesn't look very good.

Tim also added a worn-out cloak behind him that can improve agility, and a pair of cloth shoes that can increase a little bit of speed.

An Qiluo saw it in his eyes, and felt that the other party's attire was really eye-catching!

However, he also knew that there was a high probability that he would not be much better. Before the reform of "New World", his level was not high enough to enter these big cities.

However, after the transformation of "New World", players became "free" all of a sudden, without so many rules and regulations.

But even if you enter a big city, you don't have the corresponding mid-level or even high-level equipment, let alone those powerful innate skills obtained by luck.

Ordinary players still have to keep their tails between their legs and keep a low profile.

The more Angelo looked at it, the more he felt that Tim's body would become an indelible black history in the future.

He quickly recalled the appearance of the clothes and shoes in his inventory, and decided to prepare a large white robe at any time, and put another layer on the outside after changing clothes, so as not to lose face in the sky.

No way, without teaming up to play dungeons and taking risks to explore, it is really not easy to come up with a set of equipment that covers the whole body.

Unexpectedly, after seeing Tim's change of clothes in seconds, An Qiluo found that there were three or four other people in the auditorium who also completed the transformation of the shape of the hot eyes, and he was a little stunned.

It turns out that there are still a lot of players from the Holy Spirit Academy. It's so well concealed that he and Tim didn't notice any traces at all.

Several players on the side of Godfrey's camp moved out together, rushed to the assassin holding the Shadow Dagger, and fought together with him.

At this time, the dean, who is a magician, and the deputy dean, who is a warrior, also joined the battlefield.

Even in "New World", the upper limit of players will be higher than the final boss of all dungeons, and it will naturally be higher than ordinary NPCs.

But that is only at the peak level, and it is possible to hold the ultimate power and see all the mountains and small things at a glance.

In the climbing stage, the direct strength comparison between players and NPCs will not lead to a one-sided situation.

Just like now, including Tim, a total of five players can barely restrain the shadow assassin, but they cannot repel him.

In the end, it was the joint efforts of the dean and the deputy dean that caused the other party to be seriously injured, so they had to tore open a scroll and teleported directly to escape.

After the battle, the auditorium was devastated.

The crowd counted the wounded and rushed to treat them. Among them, the most seriously injured was Ashbourn, who was stabbed by the knife in order to recapture the child who was used as a hostage in the hands of the assassin.

"How is the eldest prince?" Auston broke out in a cold sweat anxiously, he punched the wall angrily, and said, "As a personal bodyguard, I failed to protect His Highness well!"

Fix also had a worried face. He patted his companion on the shoulder and said, "I can't say it's not your fault. In fact, it's really because we're not strong enough, otherwise the prince wouldn't be in danger... ...But even so, that assassin cannot be guarded against under normal circumstances."

Auston was silent for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "Is that assassin a player?"

Fix said with deep eyebrows, "It must be so. I don't think there is any other explanation for possessing such elusive skills other than the so-called high-level players."

Auston said with a sad expression, "I heard from my father that this is a group of special people who appeared two years ago."

"Some of them are fearless, some are cunning and treacherous, some are perverse and self-willed, and have no scruples, but they all have extraordinary skills, and there are many powerful equipment and special items."

He is not afraid to fight the enemy to the end, but in the face of these innate fighting races, the natural gap between them can hit the hearts of young soldiers.

Fix patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, haven't you seen the dean and the deputy dean teaming up to make that senior player almost never come back?"

If it wasn't for the concern for the safety of the people around him, and he was a bit restrained in his actions, with the dean's magic power and the deputy dean's outstanding combat skills, he would definitely be able to completely defeat that assassin.

At this time, the doctor in charge of healing came out. Looking at the gloomy face of the other party, it was obvious that the eldest prince's wound was not in a good condition.

Resisting the anxiety in their hearts, the two stayed by the side of the eldest prince, waiting for the king to send someone to invite another "doctor".

An Qiluo had just helped treat a few wounded, but was called away. The other wounded in the auditorium were not seriously injured, so they were handed over to the court physician for treatment.

He was a little stiff, Tim, and several other players were brought before the king.

Surprisingly, these "New World" natives, or the NPCs who survived the game, were not surprised at their identity as players.

Not only not curious, but even quite understanding!

After listening to the king's narration, An Qiluo and others realized that the existence of players was no secret to the upper class in many countries.

After all, in the past two years, there have been players in many important events around the world, and most of them have played a significant role in them.

But any ruler with a little brain will follow the clues to find the truth.

Facing such a special group of people with no organization and discipline, it is not very difficult to investigate and collect relevant information.

Just living in Godfrey, the city of peace, there are hundreds of players who have their names and places of residence. Of course, this is also related to the size of the city.

Some of these players took the initiative to expose their identities and seek cooperation;

Some passively found out their identities and chose to cooperate;

Others hide and live quietly.

As long as they don't commit crimes, Godfrey won't do anything to them.

Since the emergence of this group of people is inevitable, increasing communication, mutual assistance and mutual benefit is the best way to coexist.

After Tim heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Fortunately, he still wanted to become an unknown guardian... He didn't expect to be seen by others, so he paid more attention and attention to it.

Angelo also realized that maybe he was able to enter the school smoothly, not just because of some tricks before, but more likely, the dean felt that the players were admitted to the Holy Spirit Academy and watched under the nose. , I am more at ease.

Fortunately, I didn't rely on my identity as a player to do anything sneaky, otherwise I would be defeated by the NPC, and there would be no way to save him.

After being honest, the current king Adonis pleaded, "It is said that some of you have medical skills, can you help Asborn to take a look, he is in a very critical condition, suspected of being poisoned, and unconscious. "

His majesty the king, with such a friendly and sincere attitude, even the wary An Qiluo was too embarrassed to refuse.

He no longer hid it, but went to the infirmary, opened the player panel, and displayed a medical skill on the deep wound on Ashburn's right chest.

A white light flashed, and the blood on the wound stopped.

But the surrounding flesh still showed a terrifying blue-black color, and His Highness the eldest prince's eyes were closed tightly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he failed to wake up.

Seeing this, An Qiluo performed it several times until he was exhausted, but failed to remove the toxin from the wound.

"This... I really can't do anything." He said regretfully, with a bit of regret in his tone, "Ordinary medical skills don't work."

Such a beautiful man is probably about to die under that shadow dagger.

Hearing this, the faces of the king and the others unknowingly revealed a sad expression. Since these players can't solve it, the only thing is to capture the assassin again and ask for the antidote.

But Ashburn didn't have time to wait, not to mention the assassin couldn't be found.

At this time, a cold male voice sounded, "Can't your healing skills be used in combination?"

An Qiluo was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "What do you mean... how to superimpose?"

Su Yunqing coldly glanced at the eldest prince lying on the bed, and said, "When you used the skill just now, you paused for a while between each time, why didn't you use it continuously."

Tim on the side saw that the NPC didn't seem to know the process of using the skill, so he took the initiative to explain, "Because when we use the skill, there is a reading time."

Another player named Burt added, "This time is invisible to the naked eye, but it is like a concept, carried out in our minds, so it is not possible to release skills in an instant..."

Su Yunqing immediately asked back, "Can't the reading time be superimposed?"

Tim shook his head without hesitation and said, "How can the reading time be superimposed, they all come one at a time."

Su Yunqing frowned slightly, and asked in disbelief, "Have you tried it?"

Tim was about to nod, but it suddenly occurred to him that he didn't try again after the "New World" revolution.

An Qiluo looked at each other with the other players, making sure that everyone was the same and would not deliberately try to read the article repeatedly.

Because in the original game, doing so would interrupt the original skill cast.

That being the case, in order to make the NPCs give up, An Qiluo regained his energy without any hope, and released his medical skills again.

This time, he specially stacked it once...stacked it twice...stacked it three times!

With an unbelievable expression on An Qiluo's face, the medical skills superimposed three times changed from white light to blue light.

Gradually, the wound on Ashburn's chest began to slowly heal, and the surrounding skin also returned to its normal color.

Tim sighed in disbelief, "It can really be superimposed, have the rules changed?!"

It is they who are blinded by a leaf, but they are not as active as bystanders and dare to speculate.

Seeing that His Royal Highness was about to wake up, Duke Uriah got up and walked out of the infirmary, giving space to the king and the third prince who had been worried.

on the corridor.

Fix thought for a while, but still chased him out, and said sincerely, "My lord, thank you for your help."

Su Yunqing raised his eyelids, "I didn't do anything, you should thank those players inside."

Fix shook his head and said, "Naturally, I want to repay them for saving their lives, but without your suggestion..."

Su Yunqing interrupted him, and said, "Don't be too sentimental, I just thought that if something happened to Ashburn, the property and talents promised before would be empty, so I reluctantly proposed to give it a try. I didn’t expect it to be successful.”

He waved his hand, as if he didn't want to continue the conversation, so Fix had to salute and leave.

Su Yunqing walked through the long corridor and came to a clean corner where no one was around.

He silently raised his hand, clicked on the panel, and put the full-effect potion in the first column of the inventory back into the storage column, so as not to occupy the important panel grid.

Su Yunqing thought to himself, fortunately, the player with medical skills has a high level of comprehension, otherwise, if the poisoning deepened, he would have to pour the full potion on Ashburn.

... Man, what a hassle.