Chapter 342 Encounter Exposure

Facing the invitation of this player, Wang Zhifan chose to refuse without much hesitation. The main reason was that he was about to lose patience with this dungeon. He was not interested in winning step by step. He just wanted to see the BOSS and give it a hard blow.

Although the two did not reach an agreement, they were half friends after all. They continued to chat on the grass outside the fortress. Anyway, everyone had nothing important to do at the moment. One was an unemployed vagrant and the other had just recovered from his injury.

"Brother Wang, speaking of it, if you just want to join the high-level professional team of the kingdom, it is not impossible. I heard today that a foreign player succeeded. He gained the trust of high-end NPC forces in some way and has been listed in the demon king crusade team..."

The gunner player mentioned what he thought Wang Zhifan would be interested in at this moment, mainly about the high-end group that he said would face the demon king before the player joined.

"Foreign players?"

Wang Zhifan was slightly interested. He knew that at the low level of the dungeon, most of the participants were people from the same country in the real world, but it was different at the middle and high levels. However, he had not seen foreign players in person so far.

"Yes, at our level, it's not uncommon for foreign players to appear. I heard that he is a master from India. I haven't heard more details yet."

The man nodded and added.

"Whatever, I have decided not to join any group anyway."

Wang Zhifan knew that this man was encouraging him to plan to join a high-end group, but he had made up his mind and planned to take a good rest and go directly to the face of the demon king when he came out, without considering relying on the power of others because it was troublesome.

The two talked for a while and were about to end their conversation and leave. Suddenly, several carriages with gorgeous decorations and shields, which were owned by nobles, drove across the road in front of the lawn, attracting their attention.

"The emblem of swords and snowflakes... I know these people. They should be people serving a grand duke. The specific name is Grand Duke Ade... I can't remember it clearly, I just remember that the name is a bit long and difficult to pronounce..."

The gunman who had been in this place for a while lowered his voice to introduce Wang Zhifan next to him, telling him that the people sitting in these carriages were not ordinary NPCs.

Wang Zhifan nodded slightly and did not respond to him further, but if someone paid attention to his sight, they would find that his eyes were sweeping across the windows of the luxurious carriage one by one, and across the profiles of several faces exposed in the windows.

"These people look familiar... It seems that they are the ones I have seen in the high tower..."

The reason why he paid special attention to these passing noble forces was mainly because he found that these people were not completely unfamiliar to him, but the professional team he had seen in the high tower a few days ago.

Specifically, they were the six people who were roasting around the bonfire in front of the human head statue he met. Among them, the armored strong man who was more friendly to him was currently sitting in the front carriage, with bandages on his head and left eye, and he looked seriously injured.

When Wang Zhifan was observing these passing high-level professional NPCs, a thin mage with a pale face like paper in a carriage behind was boredly observing the scene outside the window. When his eyes swept over Wang Zhifan standing on the lawn, his pupils shrank and his expression showed obvious astonishment.

But he controlled his emotions very well. The next second, he immediately turned around and pretended to close his eyes and meditate, without showing more attention to Wang Zhifan.

However, Wang Zhifan's perception was so sharp that although his own sight did not fall on this person at the time, he caught the feeling of being watched even if it was fleeting, and he immediately became more careful.

"This guy seemed to notice me just now? But I don't remember talking to him? And we shouldn't have any conflicts... It's a bit strange..."

Feeling that the reaction of this mage was not easy to understand, Wang Zhifan quickly adopted an attitude of ignoring it. He only remembered in his heart that someone noticed him, but did not intend to react too much to it.

Then the carriage of the nobles slowly left the front of the lawn, and this episode was completely over. Wang Zhifan then said goodbye to the gunman and separated. He planned to go to this medieval city alone to stroll around and relax.

Time passed slowly, and it was another peaceful afternoon.

When Wang Zhifan was relaxing in a hot spring in a hotel, an old man wearing a golden and white robe and holding a black staff suddenly appeared in the air at the door of a high-end sanatorium in the capital, as if he was teleported.

He was not tall or strong, but he had the temperament of an aristocratic old wizard. In an instant, the two armored guards guarding the sanatorium half-knelt and greeted him in unison.

"My Lord Duke!"

The armored guards called the old man so, and seemed to be quite familiar with him. The old man nodded to them very appropriately and walked slowly into the sanatorium.

Not long after, inside this sanatorium that only high-end people can enjoy, the middle-aged strong man with bandages on his head and left eye still saw the Grand Duke who came to visit him in the room, and was so excited that he couldn't express it in words for a while.

He was about to get up from the bed and greet the Grand Duke who walked into the room, but the other party raised his staff and pressed him back to the bed.

"Marcus, your injury is not healed yet, continue to lie down, don't pay too much attention to the usual etiquette."

The old man in a golden and white noble robe looked at the middle-aged man on the bed and smiled, looking very amiable.

However, the man with only his right eye exposed quickly became a little ashamed, and replied in a lost tone:

"My Lord Duke... I'm sorry, we didn't get what you wanted in the tower... The strength of the giant secret statue exceeded our expectations, and I was almost worn to death by it... In the end, I barely passed the level with Adams's explosive potential..."

The middle-aged man, who was a good person in Wang Zhifan's impression, told their difficult adventures with memories in his eyes. When he mentioned the so-called secret statue, a painful expression appeared on his face. It can be seen that it was a existence that gave him great torture.

"It turned out that young Adams played the most crucial role... It seems that his talent is really very high. I didn't misjudge him."

The old man, who was both a great noble and a great wizard, showed a clear expression on his face and commented lightly, as if he didn't care much about the failure of these elite subordinates.

"My Lord Duke... We are willing to be punished for our arrogance and incompetence..."

The middle-aged strong man Marcus on the bed was not reassured when he saw this, and quickly proposed that they were willing to accept punishment, which was the inevitable consequence of failing to complete the task.

But the old wizard shook his head slowly after hearing this, and said with a slightly playful tone:

"No need, you have done the best within your ability... And some of the things I want have been taken out of the tower... Marcus, do you know who that is?"

The old man with a deep and majestic temperament stared at the middle-aged strong man with bandages on the bed, and seemed to know very well what he knew.

"Someone took the treasure out of the tower?! This is impossible! No... Could it be those who killed the guards of the tower?!"

Instantly, Marcus remembered that their team had gone through so much hardship to get through the tower and return to the ground, but found that there was no one around the tower. The people who came to support them happened to arrive, and they deduced that the original guards had been wiped out.

"Yes, my prophecy told me that the person who killed my guards was the one who took the treasure."

The old man in the platinum robe nodded and continued to look at Marcus and said:

"Think about it again, my prophecy also revealed that you should have seen that person."

"I... I have seen it? And are you sure there is only one person?"

Marcus was surprised immediately, and his personal experience told him that this kind of thing was not in line with common sense.

Because the power that can make a team of well-trained guards disappear is most likely a powerful team.

But his trust in the old duke made him think about things in this way, so a figure that he had ignored appeared in his mind, but he felt that the other party did not seem to fit the bill.

"My Lord Duke, we did see a young man in strange clothes before entering the last level of the tower. I think his strength should be strong, but he entered the giant secret statue passage before us, and then the passage reopened in a very short time, which shows that he must have died in the passage. He couldn't be the one who passed the level and took the treasure... But except for him, we didn't meet any other adventurers who reached the upper level."

Marcus explained the situation of the person he suspected the most, and said that this person was also the one he least suspected, after all, the dead could not take away the treasure in the tower.

However, after listening to his words, the old duke gave a response after a little thought, pointing out the loopholes in his judgment.

"Marcus, have you ever thought that the passage of the secret statue reopened quickly after that person entered, just because he passed the level too quickly, not because he died."

"This, this is impossible! The secret statue is extremely powerful. Our entire team exhausted all our strength and was almost buried there before we could barely destroy it! He couldn't pass it in such a short time!"

The middle-aged strong man lying on the bed almost jumped up as he said this, and he couldn't accept the old duke's inference at all.

After all, he was the one who had personally experienced the strength of the secret statue. Even an elite team like them had to fight so hard and were extremely dangerous. If others could pass it quickly, what would they be? A group of pure trash?

"Marcus, tell me, do you still remember what that person looked like?"

The old duke ignored the reaction of the middle-aged strong man, and then asked the question he cared about most calmly.

For a moment, Marcus's face showed a bit of dejection. He knew that the old duke chose to believe that person and quickly passed the last level of the tower. In front of this old man who was powerful and had top personal strength, he did not dare to have too many emotions. He thought for a while and replied:

"My Lord, I still remember the appearance of that young man. I will definitely recognize him if I see him again."

"I need to extract your memory to make an image..."

The old duke replied immediately, his tone unquestionable.

But before Marcus could react to this rather excessive request, a relatively young and somewhat weak man's voice came from outside the room. Without looking at the person, it was Adams who had burst out his potential and saved the team at a critical moment.

"Teacher, there is no need to extract his memory. I saw that person on the way here today. He is currently in this city."

The person who came was the pale and thin young wizard that Wang Zhifan noticed in front of the fortress earlier that day. He still looked unwell, but he was able to move freely without lying in bed.

"Adams, you have forgotten the etiquette of being a noble... But now is not the time to discuss this issue. Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?"

The old duke, who was called a mentor by the young wizard, turned around slowly and looked at the tall and thin young man standing at the door of the room with a serious look. The other party could suddenly interrupt their conversation, obviously eavesdropping for a long time through some means.

"Sorry, mentor, I will definitely take etiquette lessons when I get back."

Adams immediately responded to the offense and said in a decisive tone:

"I can swear on my honor, it is definitely him! I will not admit my mistake! According to my inference, he may be a super strong man hidden among the civilians, or he may have some special means to quickly deal with the secret statue."

As soon as he finished speaking, Marcus's strong objection came from the room:

"Impossible! Adams! No one can kill the secret statue in such a short time! Even the Duke can hardly do it himself! And that person looks younger than you. Can he be stronger than the Duke before he is thirty?!"

"Didn't I say that this person may have special means?"

Adams was unhappy when he heard it, and he hurriedly Then he presented evidence to prove his point:

"Big guy, do you remember what we saw in the passage? We didn't see the adventurer's body at all! We didn't find his clothes or suspicious bloodstains at all! We didn't even see the strange weapon or fragments he was carrying! If he died in the passage, these would definitely appear! This shows that he definitely left the passage normally! We all underestimated him!"

After listening to Adams' words, Marcus on the bed was stunned. In the previous passage battle, he was under too much pressure as a tank to bear the damage. He had no energy to pay attention to these things. His thoughts were all about how to survive the life-and-death crisis in front of him. Now it seems that what the mage companion said was right. They fought in the passage for so long and didn't see any traces left by that person. This shows that he did pass the test successfully, in a way that they could not imagine.

After the two of them finished arguing, the old duke who was listening on the side spoke to Adams again:

"I need to know everything about this person."