The world controlled by dice [Western Fantasy]

In fact, Mr. Xia himself did not expect that he would directly bump into the elders of the Historical Society in the salon.

Of course he knew that the elders were at the Historical Society today, and both Angela and Mrs. Fuller said so.But, when he showed up at the salon's entrance, he was actually a little absent-minded.

He has been to the salon countless times.He also knew that the salon space was created by Mr. Xia in the past.

When he went back in time and read the documents in that hidden office, he also found clues related to the salon space in some of the earlier correspondence.

The original reason for the establishment of the Dawn Apocalypse and the Historical Society was to fight against the dangers that emerged from the fog.They naturally need a hidden central location to discuss and direct these actions.

The first few places were all discovered or leaked, which brought great losses to the Dawn Revelation Society at that time.

Therefore, Mr. Xia proposed to build a special space at that time.This is based on his strength, but more precisely, it is based on Akamala's power, not Anti-Nam's.

At this moment, when Mr. Xia came to the salon again with the wooden body of a puppet, he could clearly feel a subtle, distinct trace in the air.It's like there are silk threads stretched out in front of him, and he can manipulate these threads and activate these functions.

...Obviously, the authority to control the salon space belongs to Mr. Xia, and to be more precise, it belongs to the No. [-] puppet.

This mysterious, illusory space exists here, like a solid dream bubble.Everyone stepping into it seems to have taken an immersive dream journey.Stepping on the edge of reality and illusion here.

He suddenly realized that if it was Akamala, then He might not be able to arrange such a wonderful space; it was Antinam who could do this.And this gift that was given to mankind casually at the beginning is now in his hands.

He gazed almost nonchalantly into this strange space.

In the past, he also vaguely noticed the connection between the salon space and Akamala, such as the ability to change clothes, just like putting on makeup before going on stage.This clearly has something in common with the miniature stage models of Canyo Farms.

It's just that, at the beginning, this was just to make the actions of the Dawn Revelation Society more concealed, so that these members would not reveal their true identities.Therefore, they need to use fake identities in the salon.

Because of this, Mr. Xia was able to know the true identities of these human beings behind every mask.This is one of Mr. Xia's authority, which has been reserved from the beginning.

...He produced a subtle exclamation.He realized that Mr. Xia was indeed an embarrassing existence for the Historical Society.

On the one hand, this is indeed a big man who helped establish the Historical Society in the early days of the Mist Era; but on the other hand, this is not really a member of the Historical Society.

When their relationship was harmonious, Mr. Xia's existence was like foreign aid; but as time went by, Mr. Xia's existence gradually made people worry.

Take the existence of the salon space as an example, for Mr. Xia—or, for Antinam at that time, it was just a casual help; but for the Dawn Revelation Society, it seems that they are higher than the Historical Society Same.

If Mr. Xia simply served as the vice president of the Historical Society in the early period of the Mist, or simply let the Revelation of Dawn replace the work of the Revelator of the Historical Society, the situation would be much simpler.

However, Mr. Xia did not do this.This is a kind of "too lazy to be considerate" arrogance.

When Antinam constructed the identity of Mr. Xia, he just wanted to do a favor to the Duchy of Constance. After all, the dissipation of the fog here was affected by his actions.

Although this helper has been helping for 400 years, for the gods, this time is just a flick of a finger.Mr. Xia appeared in the Dawn Revelation Meeting and the Historical Society, and rarely appeared in real body.

From various perspectives, Mr. Xia's parting ways with the Historical Society, and even his parting ways with the Dawn Revelation Society are inevitable results.

... Even so, the questioning 14 years ago still seemed very rude.he thought.That tore away the illusion of peace.

At that moment, Antinam was actually not ready to let Mr. Xia continue to appear.The top management of the Historical Society may not have known this at the time, but even if they waited for a while, they would realize that Mr. Xia's interest had faded.

What happened 14 years ago made this group lose their minds.And Mr. Xia—almost everyone agreed that this was Antinam's representative.

Thinking of this, Mr. Xia sighed inwardly.

Realizing that he had stood at the door for too long, he decided to move on.

His purpose today is simply to appear inside the Historical Society, to prove that Mr. Xia is not dead, and he is not completely indifferent to the Dawn Revelation Society, in case some traitors of the Dawn Revelation Society borrow the name of this organization .

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"...Professor, are you planning to go to the Historical Society?"

Transcript of conversation from 18 Howesville Street.

Siles bid farewell to the others and planned to go to the Historical Society.Others also knew that Siles would go to the Dawn Revelation Society in the afternoon, so they were not surprised.

Siles came back to his senses, nodded, and said, "I'm going to the Dawn Apocalypse. There are some things that need to be told over there."

"...It's like rushing to the market." Darrell muttered in a low voice, but he seemed to remember something again, "By the way, do you remember the artist department I joined?"

The others froze for a moment before remembering this.

Darrel's identity at the salon is that of a painter, which allows him to join a mysterious school of artists.The people there were all mysterious, but it was from this group of people that they first learned what might happen in the middle and late May of this year.

However, apart from this date, they did not get more information.

After the incident in May this year, the department also lost track of it and never held any gatherings again.

"I didn't think about it just now. I heard the professor mention the department, so I thought of the artist department-'art', didn't I?" Darrell shrugged, "It's a pity they didn't have any more parties, otherwise they might get what news.

"In short, what I mean is... maybe there are some suspicious existences in those messy departments of the Historical Society?"

They all think this statement is quite reasonable.

Mrs. Fuller said, "I'll try to look it up in the files in the First Corridor."

Afterwards, Siles bid them farewell, and went to the Historical Society somewhat absent-mindedly.He needs to appear in the Historical Society at the same time as Mr. Xia.

... Faculty.

Mr. Xia withdrew his attention and thought of this concept.

In fact, this is also an extension of the practice based on the salon.After the end of the war in the early days of the Mist Era, the Duchy of Const was in shambles, but people finally had some hope in their hearts.They cheer up and devote themselves to their daily life and work.

The same goes for the members of the Dawn Revelation Society.At that time, the Historical Society had also been slowly established. These earliest enlighteners formed groups of three or five, and established small organizations similar to societies.

Mr. Xia discussed with the vice president of the Historical Society at the time, and then simply separated a part of the salon space as an activity space for these small groups, and then slowly evolved into the academic department.

There may be hundreds of divisions in which the Historical Society is registered, but not all are active.

The archives of the first corridor mentioned by Mrs. Fuller basically registered most of the academic departments.That is just some basic information, and it is difficult to determine the specific activity location, specific personnel, etc. of the department.

However, there are activity rooms corresponding to these departments in the salon; for example, the conversation place of the Dawn Apocalypse.

Therefore, if he is not mistaken, Sharon itself may be able to provide him with some information...

He was thinking, but he didn't stop his pace.Looking thoughtfully at the lively scene in the salon and the undisguised true colors of the people, he couldn't help but feel that the situation had indeed changed.

... Just then he heard a loud commotion.

Of course, someone had already recognized Mr. Xia, and someone even exclaimed.Some people did not know Mr. Xia, but from the reactions of other revealers, they realized that this would be a big man with an embarrassing identity.

All in all, things are moving in the direction he expected: if someone knows Mr. Xia, they will definitely spread the news of Mr. Xia's appearance; afterward, his real body will appear again, which will naturally be different from Mr. Xia's identity.

This is just in case, but it is also to make the main body's subsequent actions more concealed and convenient.After Mr. Xia appeared, he believed that a large part of the attention would shift from Siles Noel to Mr. Xia.

Followers of the old gods will definitely do the same, and some people who are not followers of the old gods will also do the same.Borrowing Mr. Xia's prestige, this will give him more room to maneuver.

...He thought about it with satisfaction in his heart, but at this moment, the noise made him stop suddenly.

"Mr. Xia." An old voice.

Behind this old voice, there are countless whispers.Those eyes looked over, with incredible astonishment and panic; and Mr. Xia also looked back.An elderly man fainted from fright, causing a burst of confusion.

Mr. Xia just showed a rather gentle smile: "Long time no see, Joseph."

Joseph Morton.He used to be almost a friend of Mr. Xia, so Mr. Xia would call him by his name directly.As for the elders behind Joseph Morton, Mr. Xia completely ignored them.

Morton looked quite calm, but it could also be said that he used this overly suppressed calm to conceal his shock.Mr. Xia noticed that his hands were clenched tightly.

Mr. Xia blinked, then smiled slightly and said, "Don't be too surprised. I just came back to check. It's been 14 years, hasn't it?"

"...indeed," said Morton slowly.

"Why do you want to come back?" an elder said impulsively.Obviously, he regretted saying this, but he still stared at Mr. Xia.Many people are doing this.

Many enlighteners surrounded them.Some people just want to watch the excitement, while others are more worried.

Mr. Xia thought for a moment, then said: "I still have things that I need to deal with. Actually, you probably know quite well—what I need to deal with."

What he said was vague, and it is estimated that different people will have different ideas.However, the complex and difficult to distinguish depressive aura still persists.

"...I want to apologize to you for what happened 14 years ago." Morton said suddenly.

The usual gentle smile on Mr. Xia's face slowly disappeared.He squinted his eyes and stared at the aged revealer for a moment.

The silence lasted for a moment, and then the revealer took the initiative to maintain order.Some people were persuaded to leave, and several older and emotional elders were temporarily helped to leave.However, there are still many people left here, including elders and some revelators.

Morton's tone softened slightly, and he said, "Maybe we should sit down in my office and talk..."

"No, Joseph." Mr. Xia shook his head.

The scene froze again.

"I don't think you guys welcome my appearance. Of course, I don't need your welcome either. I had already planned to leave 14 years ago, but what you did just made this departure a little earlier." Mr. Xia objectively say.

He realized that his tone seemed too cold and calm, but it didn't matter. The relationship between Mr. Xia and the senior management of the Historical Society should be very alienated.

He switched to a rather gentle tone and said, "Don't worry, though, I won't kill you all."

The people who hadn't left all made sounds of surprise.Mr. Xia turned his head to look at them, and just smiled gently.That smile made people quiet instead.

He was slightly distracted to the main body, and found that the main body had already arrived at the first floor of the Historical Society and was going upstairs now.

Then, Mr. Xia may be able to leave after Professor Siles Noel appears.he thought.

The silence continued.

Mr. Xia took a closer look at the group of senior officials of the Historical Society, and noticed that Carol Hausmann was also among them, but Carol just maintained a deadpan expression without showing any emotions.

He also noticed that several elders showed fearful or distorted expressions.Obviously, Mr. Xia's appearance and words all stimulated them.

More revelators were asked to leave here.In fact, this is not a very good way to deal with it. This kind of tough approach will obviously make Mr. Xia's appearance more known.However, it is obviously impossible to force Mr. Xia to leave.

"...you are for..."

Before Morton could finish his sentence, a low voice appeared at the entrance of the salon, attracting people's attention.

"What happened?" He asked with some doubts, and when he realized that his appearance interrupted a person's words, he said, "Sorry... isn't the salon open to the public today?"

That was Siles Noel.

He was stopped by a revelator in the entrance hall, and he could not help being puzzled as he did not enter the salon.His gaze swept over Mr. Xia, Joseph Morton, and the other elders and enlighteners, showing a slightly surprised expression.

He stared at Mr. Xia, looking a little curious, but he didn't show too much shock - at least theoretically, Siles Noel didn't know Mr. Xia's real appearance.

On the contrary, Mr. Xia glanced at him and showed a gentle smile."It looks like it is," he said.

An elder suddenly said in a trembling voice, "You did consider killing us all...you just didn't."

Mr. Xia looked at the elder in surprise, and said, "Have you ever worried about this kind of thing? If I want to..." He waved his hand, as if pulling out an invisible drawer from right to left .

And everyone present felt an invisible, terrible and crazy pressure, as if this space was being squeezed, kneaded, and flattened, and they were just little bugs staying in this space until they died Before, I realized that I could die so easily.

Several elders uttered screams, and sat down on the ground with ashen faces.Most of them were big men, well-born and rich, but now they looked like the kind of cowards they used to despise most.

Mr. Xia snapped his fingers, and the pressure disappeared instantly.

"...I don't have to wait until now." Mr. Xia said gently and calmly.

He declared a rather unassailable fact: the power gap.

Everyone fell into silence, including Siles who was standing in the entrance hall and looking inside.

...In fact, Siles was really sweating in his heart.

Today Mr. Xia is essentially just a puppet, his wooden body cannot even use the ritual of the enlightener; he was of course very powerful and powerful in the past, and he was considered the first enlightener in the world, but that was because he used This identity is Antinam.

Therefore, the reason why Mr. Xia can show his power so easily is, in the final analysis, only because this is the salon space, which was created by Anti-Nam with the power of Akamala, and the No. [-] doll owns the space here. authority.

If it was another place, then Mr. Xia would not be able to show such a powerful deterrent.

But it doesn't hurt.

Only Siles and Mr. Xia—one person—knew about it.Others, including those revelators who kept order, including Joseph Morton, did not understand the nature of this power.

Therefore, they were all overwhelmed by such power.No one dared to say anything at this time.

Morton was silent for a while, but finally took his responsibility.He said, "So, Mr. Xia, why did you come here?"

...for nothing.Mr. Xia thought to himself.If this group of elders hadn't appeared, then he would have left long ago.

His appearance itself is a deterrent to some people.This is what he wants to achieve.

But since Morton has asked this question, Mr. Xia is also willing to give an answer: "For some restless guys."

"A follower of the old gods?" Morton asked hesitantly.

"Not only." Mr. Xia replied simply, "I was planning to go to my office to get some documents. I remembered some past cases and thought that would bring some help."

He didn't say much, but the sophisticated brains of the elders could naturally understand the meaning of his words - Mr. Xia didn't expect to meet them, and he didn't bother to trouble them.He just came back to do some business.

The faces of the older elders, especially those who participated in the questioning 14 years ago, began to turn pale.

They used to hate and fear Mr. Xia so deeply, but now their enemies regard them as air in an understatement.This taste is not good.

But no one dared to confront Mr. Xia head-on.In fact, they have mustered up their courage to stand here.

Joseph Morton was slightly better.He paused for a moment before saying, "If you need our help..."

He hesitated in speaking, because he didn't even know what Mr. Xia was doing, so naturally he couldn't provide any help.In fact, he even felt an invisible but profound embarrassment.

They can't and dare not take a more hostile attitude; but a more friendly attitude won't work either.

Mr. Xia didn't want to say anything at first, but since Morton said so, he thought for a moment and said, "I suggest you check the Faculty of Science."

"... Faculty?" Morton was a little surprised.

"When I was still here, I would pay attention to the behavior of the enlighteners in the department, because this is a salon." Mr. Xia said, "But now that I am not here, this binding force will naturally disappear."

What he said is not groundless. In the documents in his office, there are related examples recorded, such as some followers of the old gods mixed into the Historical Society, and then tried to brew some conspiracies through the channels of the department.

All these past conspiracies were discovered and solved by Mr. Xia.

However, Mr. Xia has disappeared for 14 years.During this period of time, whether the Department of the Historical Society still maintains a normal and formal order is a very delicate topic.

In fact, isn't the artist's department that Darrell participated in a stark example?

There have already been followers of the old gods mixed into the Historical Society, but the Historical Society does not seem to have a clear understanding of this.

In other words, after Mr. Xia left, the salon, especially the room behind the salon stage, actually became an unsupervised area.

...Maybe the Historical Society really wants to run the place, but can't?

Morton's face changed slightly.

Mr. Xia smiled gently, thinking in his mind: It would be a good choice to throw the investigation of the department to the Historical Society.But Mrs. Fuller had to tell her to stop reading those materials, so as not to arouse suspicion.

... It just so happened that Professor Siles Noel was also present to listen to Mr. Xia's statement.

Of course, he also has to be careful that the Historical Society does not work hard.Generally speaking, the investigation of the Faculty is just in case, and it is of course a huge surprise to find out anything; but it is not a pity if nothing is found out.

"I see." Morton whispered, "Thank you for reminding me."

"If there is any progress in the investigation, you can write a letter and put it in my office." Mr. Xia said.

The elder's expression became ugly again.But Morton quickly agreed.

"Then, I'll go to the office to get the documents." Mr. Xia said gently, "Goodbye."

After saying goodbye, he did not leave immediately. He looked at the group of elders. To be precise, it was Carol Housman who was standing in the crowd and remained silent.

However, Mr. Xia didn't say anything, and looked at Siles who was standing aside.He said, "Professor Siles Noel? I heard about the ritual you created. It's quite interesting."

Siles was taken aback for a moment, then said cautiously: "Thank you."

Mr. Xia smiled slightly, waved to him, then went to the stage area, lifted the curtain and walked in.

After his figure disappeared, the atmosphere in the salon obviously eased up a bit, but it can also be said that it became more rigid.Siles watched a scene with a few other revelators who were present, looked at each other at this moment, and exited the salon in unison.

And the elders have no time to take care of them at all.

As soon as they exited the salon, several enlighteners chatted excitedly and excitedly.They started from the moment Mr. Xia appeared at two o'clock.Someone knows the identity of Mr. Xia, so he is passionately popularizing science at the moment.

They didn't have any idea about the "Faculty" matter that Mr. Xia mentioned, and they felt that it had nothing to do with them; however, the appearance of Mr. Xia - this in itself is quite interesting to talk about!

Siles also listened for a while, and showed surprise, surprise, confusion and other related emotions very cooperatively.

He noted wistfully that Mr. Xia was actually quite prestigious among some of the older revelators—of course, since Mr. Xia was even arguably the leader of many before he left the Historical Society 14 years ago. The enlightener of the Revelator.

Although he has disappeared for a long time in the past 14 years, those who remember him are only silent, not forgotten.

About ten minutes later, the elders in the salon left one after another.Afterwards, the enlighteners who had been persuaded to leave returned to the salon.Siles mixed in and entered the salon as a croupier.

No one noticed him, and there was a heated discussion atmosphere in the salon, as if this place had really become a salon.Everyone is talking about Mr. Xia.

Even those enlighteners who didn't know about Mr. Xia, they understood it after other people's popular science, and obviously became interested in this mysterious man.

Among them, the most elated ones were the middle-aged enlighteners.Considering their age, they might have witnessed the most powerful moment of Mr. Xia that year, so they were even more excited—even with a little expectation of watching a good show.

Siles was sure that the top brass of the Historical Society would not like this situation.

Fourteen years ago, they desperately forced Mr. Xia away; fourteen years later, when Mr. Xia appeared again, their efforts seemed to be in vain.

Siles didn't stay here for long, he quickly came to the stage, lifted the curtain and walked in.

He came to Mr. Xia's office.

Normally, of course people don't get to come here.But he can cheat himself.

He sat down face to face with Mr. Xia.

Mr. Xia said: "In this way, the goal is basically achieved. But... the scene is a bit exaggerated."

Siles couldn't help but sighed.

He did suspect that there were traitors within the Historical Society and the Dawn Revelation Society, but he also doubted that under the current situation, even if these traitors really existed, this group of people would be like frightened birds and would not dare to act rashly.

Thinking of this, he said: "At least in the short term, we don't have to worry about the situation on the side of the Historical Society."

Mr. Xia also nodded.

Siles suddenly thought that they seemed to be plotting something.

He couldn't help laughing, and put his hand in front of Mr. Xia.The human body on the opposite side quickly turned into a small puppet, and then jumped briskly into Sirius' hands.

Mr. Xia has always been elusive.The elders saw Mr. Xia walk behind the curtain of the stage with their own eyes, but no one saw Mr. Xia walk out.This can also add to Mr. Xia's mystery.

Siles put the doll in his bag, glanced at the time again, and noticed that it was already 03:30 in the afternoon.This troublesome thing took more time than he imagined.

Although those elders were terrified, and the scene was indeed a bit ridiculous, but now Siles had to focus on more serious matters.

He thought for a while, then left.He didn't stay in this office for long.Anyway, there are still people who can come here, even though those people haven't been in nearly a year.

Soon, the croupier arrived at the meeting place of the Dawn Apocalypse.

The lady and the newsboy were there, but the knight was not.The two women appeared to have been chatting for quite a while.

"...Oh, Mr. Dealer, have you returned to Ramifa City?" the lady said.

"Yes. There is one thing..." The croupier hesitated for a moment.

"What?" the newsboy asked enthusiastically, "Have you encountered any problems?"

"...No." The croupier looked at the door, "What time did you get here?"

"Before two o'clock," said the lady.

The dealer suddenly said: "No wonder, it seems that you don't know yet."

"What?" the lady urged him. "What's going on, Professor?"

"Mr. Xia just appeared in the salon." The croupier said succinctly.

Then the lady and the newsboy were stunned.

"Mr. Xia?!" the lady said in disbelief.

The newsboy suddenly reacted: "Wait, but today the elders..."

"...Yes. He collided with the elders." The croupier's tone was a little complicated.

The lady was stunned for a while, and then gloated and said, "I can imagine the expressions of those elders. This is really unexpected."

"The knights told us about this before, and today they are coming to the salon to inspect the venue, for the group arena." The newsboy was thoughtful, but also revealed a subtle excitement, "The result..."

"An unexpected person appeared." The lady laughed, "It's quite surprising."

Although these two ladies can also be said to be members of the Dawn Revelation Society, neither the lady nor the newspaper boy showed a friendly attitude towards Mr. Xia or the Historical Society; they were almost just watching the show.

They were chatting, and the knight appeared.

"Waiting for you, knight!" cried the lady. "Tell me, how are those old men? Don't be scared to death!"

The knight took off his helmet and revealed a wry smile. He said, "The elders quarreled for a while, but nothing came of it, and then they broke up."

He sat down and sighed.Of course, it cannot be said to be an emotion of resentment or irritability, but it is indeed a bit helpless.

He said, "I didn't expect Mr. Xia to show up at this time."

"Who would have thought of that?" said the newsboy. "He has disappeared for more than ten years, and he even abandoned the Dawn Revelation Society he established with his own hands. How could he appear at this time?"

"He said it was to deal with some restless fellows," said the knight, and he paused before adding, "He also said that he suspected that there was something wrong with the Department of the Historical Society."

"Oh, of course." The lady deduced quite logically, "Sharon is a person who is suitable for hiding his identity. Maybe many followers of the old gods have mixed in, and the group of guys from the Historical Society still I don't know."

"But we don't have the authority to investigate the salon." The knight smiled wryly again, "A preliminary plan is that the salon may be temporarily closed to the outside world for some time in the future. People who have entered and exited the salon in the recent period will be investigated .”

"That's a good thing," said the newsboy. "If I ask you, there is no need for the Historical Society to rely on the salon so much. Now that the space behind the door has been created, there is no need to continue to use the salon.

"...I'm afraid it's the greed of some elders, I think. With Mr. Xia's departure, the Historical Society should obviously give up using the salon. But 14 years later, it's still bustling here."

The knight couldn't refute this either.

"Professor, what do you think of this?" the lady asked, she wanted to know the thoughts of the young enlightener, "...Professor?"

"...Sorry." The croupier came back to his senses, "I was just thinking, I seem to know what Mr. Xia is going to do."

The other three were all surprised.

"I went to the land of no embers this rainy day... If there is no accident, a large number of followers of the old gods will come to Lamifa City in the future." He said, "Perhaps Mr. Xia will appear for this matter of."

"This..." The lady opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"This is not good news," the knight whispered.

"...It's like thousands of cockroaches flying towards you and kissing you intimately." The newsboy said.

Dealer: "..."

Why do they like to use cockroaches as a metaphor?

The lady showed a disgusted expression, and she said bluntly: "If you don't know how to use metaphors, don't use them! This is so disgusting!"

The newsboy rolled his eyes and said, "This is very vivid."

"So, what can we do?" The knight looked at the croupier, "I think, since you mentioned this, you must have a plan. We are not familiar with or trust Mr. Xia enough, but we trust you. "

The croupier couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he whispered, "Thank you."

He gave an overview of his plans, including the eight-petal rose brooch and the ceremony of the [Invisible Pen], as well as his focus on "art".Several people listened thoughtfully.

Unsurprisingly, they were really interested in this new ceremony, tried it one after another, and felt very miraculous.

"Your wonderful idea." The knight said with admiration.

The croupier shook his head and said quite rationally: "It's still an imperfect ceremony."

"At least it works," said the lady. "When you have time, you can slowly improve it. But, we are busy dealing with the followers of the old gods now."

The dealer laughed.

They conducted an experiment and then discussed the possible purpose of the followers of the old gods.

"They can do anything," said the newsboy. "I dare not overestimate their moral bottom line."

"So...death?" The lady thought for a while, "But why do you need so many people to come to Lamifa City?"

The knight thought for a while and said, "Because of Antinam?"

"No, that's not what I mean." The lady said, "Antinam is of course very important. But what I mean is, why do so many followers of the old gods come to Lamifa City.

"Maybe they want to do something in Ramifa City, but why do they have to do it themselves?"

The croupier couldn't help being startled, he realized that this question was very interesting.

A group of followers of the old gods came to Lamifa City.Obviously, when they heard about this incident, they would instinctively focus on "Ramifa City", thinking that this location was special enough.

But, then again, in this era of inconvenient travel, is there anything special that is worth sending out all the followers of the old gods?

After all, what is so special about this subject?

The newsboy thought for a while, and then said in a strange tone: "You suspect...they want to kill themselves in Lamifa City? A sacrifice?"

The lady shrugged: "It's just a guess.