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ARPG Chapter 1 Conspiracy (1)

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    The 116th year of winter is destined to leave a strong mark in the history books.  The goddess Lorelei, who had been revered by humans for thousands of years, died, and the great sage Bray succeeded as the new god of magic. Hohenheim also ended its century-long neutrality and once again joined the team to fight against the undead.  The family history of the Kolk family runs through the entire Silver Empire and declined with the fall of the regent princess, ending nearly a thousand years of glory and verifying the long-circulated prophecy - the day Kolk dies will be the end of the empire.  At that time, the nobles were in charge of their own affairs, and the United Kingdom had long existed in name only.  Dwarves, wood elves, night elves, and orcs gave up the hatred and fighting between races and gathered under the banner of fighting against the undead empire, allowing the anti-undead alliance to be re-established for many years.  The first-generation pillar gods who never recruited believers also abandoned their long-standing precepts. Natural temples sprung up all over the place, igniting the remaining fire of hope in people's hearts. As much as they feared the undead, they also looked forward to the pillars.  high.  There is a common driving force behind all the incidents. On the streets and alleys, the son of nature from another world has become a hot topic of discussion after dinner.  The resistance army composed of homeless refugees grew rapidly with the support of the nobles. Already frightened by the undead, they firmly believed in the rumors that the pillars wanted to destroy mankind. They opposed the emerging natural sect everywhere, even the alliance's Dawn  Sects were also implicated.  The nobles who believed that the rumors were too exaggerated had some concerns about Zhu's power, but they did not give up the idea of ??getting rid of or wooing Link.  Since leaving Violet, Link's whereabouts have become a complete mystery. The four once-opposing forces, the Adventurer's Guild, Spider Web, Dawn Sect, and Hohenheim, have joined forces to conceal Link's whereabouts while also spreading a large amount of false news.  After going out, the nobles and rebels repeatedly missed, except for Wilfredo and his three people who came north from the big pit.  Even within the alliance, they don¡¯t know Link¡¯s specific whereabouts.  ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Because the autumn rain is getting colder every time, there are only a few pedestrians on the streets of Xindu, wearing thick rain felt cloths.  Qi walked into the old house on the corner of the street alone.  The interior of this dilapidated tavern, which is somewhat old, is dimly lit. Except for the bartender wiping the bar, only the backmost table has customers.  After taking off the cold and damp rain felt, Bridge walked straight over.  Three people with quite different heights were seated at the small round wooden table.  The one in the middle has a strong body, the one on the left is only half the size of an ordinary person, and the one on the right is thin.  Standing still in front of the table, Bridge lifted his hood, revealing his old face.  The thin man on the right said "Huh", very surprised.  Just this sound was enough for Bridge to conclude that there was no one among the three of them that he wanted to see.  ¡°Clang¡ª¡ª¡± The clear metallic sound was particularly loud in the quiet tavern.  Bridge¡¯s weapon is a pair of claws, despite his age.  His movements were not much inferior to those of young people, and he attacked the weakest among the three at lightning speed.  There was another crisp sound, and a long strip wrapped in cloth blocked Bridge's claws.  "What do you mean?" The short man on the left asked the question. He took off his cloak. Now it was Bridge's turn to be surprised. He was actually a dwarf!  Due to the slave trade, the relationship between humans and dwarves has reached an all-time low in these decades.  The thin man, who was regarded as the primary target by Bridge, jumped back suddenly, and his whole body lit up with a layer of faint blue fluorescence.  A mage?  !  Bridge retracted his claws.  He cautiously took a few steps back.  "Who are you?" "If you attack us without even knowing our identities, President, you are really old." A sigh came out.  The burly man who stopped Bridge removed his hood.  Bridge stared at the weathered face, his lips slightly parted: "Wilfredo" After a moment of confusion, he immediately came back to his senses and asked, "Why are you back?" He was convicted of collaborating with the enemy.  Ah, doesn¡¯t this kid know that his wanted portrait is still posted in the union hall?  Wilfredo glanced in the direction of the bar, and the bartender had already disappeared.  Only the crumpled rag was left.  "I met Link at the Blood Arena." "What" Bridge took a lot of effort to suppress the exclamation that blurted out, "Then you came back this time" "His instructions."  This is not the place for conversation, so Wilfredo kept his words as concise as possible.  ??Habitually want to press the center of the eyebrows and look at the sharp claws.  Bridge reluctantly let go.  "Follow me." The headquarters of the Adventurer's Guild is located in the slums, which used to be Aiden's old city. After the fall of the north, a large number of people moved westward, making Aiden, which was originally just a small border town, become a small town in less than forty years.It developed into a royal capital with a population of hundreds of thousands.  In an era when it was difficult to even fill their stomachs, bounty hunters who were keen on finding treasures buried in the wilderness and underground began to change careers. As a result, the Adventurer's Guild also declined. Just like the once powerful Silver Empire, it no longer enjoyed its former glory.  ¡°Perhaps due to unwillingness and nostalgia, Bridge did not move the union to the new city under construction. Every inch of land there was already occupied by nobles and wealthy businessmen.  The headquarters of Shadow Thorn and Spider Web are still underground. Thinking of this, the president felt much better.  Because of Bridge¡¯s desperate move, the Adventurers¡¯ Guild, which was almost forgotten by the world, miraculously came back to life.  Wilfredo and Winges were both nobles born in the new capital. They were both stunned when they saw the bustling traffic on the once deserted streets. Did they leave for too long?  Or are you too ignorant?  "Are you surprised? I wouldn't have dared to think about this half a year ago." Bridge was filled with emotion as he watched the once deserted union hall return to its former bustle.  He guided the three of them to a single room on the second floor.  The four walls, roof, and ground were all embedded with special soundproofing spells during construction. Ordinary prophecy spells would also be ineffective, and they were specially used for secret talks.  After removing the weapon that he had not used for a long time, Bridge sat down with his forehead pressed, "Tell me, what is going on?" After looking at each other with Wingers, Wilfredo sat on the chair opposite Bridge.  , briefly told the story of how he met Link, omitting his initiative to join the Nature Sect.  "Have you ever thought about what joining the Natural Cult means to the nobles?" The familiarity in Bridge's tone made the dwarf Campano on the side couldn't help but poke the mage with his finger and ask what their relationship is?  For the first time, Wingers, who always knows everything he knows, did not answer right away.  "Can't say?" Wingers shook his head, looking embarrassed.  Campano has known them for many years.  We have long been friends who have broken through the boundaries of identity and race, but "From the moment I was given up, I am no longer a noble. Grandpa, you are the only relative I have now." Grandpa!  !  Campano¡¯s jaw is almost dislocated. Wilfredo is actually the grandson of the president of the Adventure Union?  Bridge asked calmly: "Have you really decided? The status of the nobility is secondary. I only think that you will be regarded as a traitor by people who don't know the truth." "If you don't get rid of the rotten cancer of the past, how can you build a new one?  Order. I am no longer a knight, and I have long since given up my honor and reputation." Wilfredo replied indifferently.  Bridge wiped his face and said nothing for a long time. The small living room was silent for a while.  He knows the temperament of this grandson. He is so stubborn that he is almost made out of the same mold as his younger self. He will never change his decision no matter what the outcome is.  Sooner or later, the Silver Empire will be replaced by a new dynasty. Even if you don't have a noble birth, you can still stand out with your military exploits.  This is also the advice Bridge gave after helping Wilfredo escape from prison and go south.  Train yourself in the wilderness beyond the reach of the nobles, and wait for the opportunity to return.  Bridge even planned the future for his grandson. Taking advantage of the political turmoil, he recommended himself to join the Archduke of Belfast. Not to mention becoming a consul, at least he could become a commander in the army.  After the fall of Cork, Belfast was the only orthodoxy.  In terms of strength and reputation, he is the best among the existing nobles.  But Wilfredo chose a thorny road that Bridge did not expect.  Joining the Natural Sect means completely deviating from the interests of mankind.  One day.  If Zhu really wants to destroy mankind, how should this idiot knight who has been determined to save all people since he was a child deal with himself?  Looking at his grandfather, whom he had not seen for many years and who was much older than he remembered, Wilfredo bent down and bowed deeply.  He is already a priest and can no longer kneel to any creature other than gods.  Thousands of words are contained in this deep bow.  Bridge stared into his grandson's painful but unwavering eyes, and nodded slowly.  Wingers also breathed a sigh of relief.  Coming from a noble family, he was already used to seeing relatives fighting to the death for their own interests. He was really worried that Bridge would firmly oppose Wilbrado joining the Natural Cult.  Alliance is one thing, joining is another.  The former can withdraw at any time due to changes in the situation.  The latter must be tied to the Natural Sect, and both will be prosperous and harmed.  Tsk~ This is okay to say about the Son of Nature. Temple warriors like Wilfredo can only be regarded as high-level believers at best. If they die, they will become Paladins. Even if they can make an exception and become a Druid, the above will always be  There is a true, natural son of God¡¯s messenger.  It would be better to join the Archduke of Belfast. Although he is at the forefront of fighting against the undead, the more difficult this situation is.The more risk you take, the greater the reward.  Just as Wingers was thinking wildly, Bridge's appraising eyes swept over.  The dwarf and the mage met in the Big Pit no, they met in the Blood Arena.  Hmm, that kid looks familiar?  Noting that Bridge¡¯s eyes moved behind him, Wilfredo took the initiative to introduce Winges and Campano, which not only emphasized the word friend, but also pointed out that their accompanying was also under Link¡¯s instruction.  Bridge¡¯s eyes dimmed and he didn¡¯t say anything.  Since he is the son of nature, he naturally doesn¡¯t want to talk or interfere.  "The situation in Xindu is tense. How could that person think of letting you come here?" "I came to Aiden on my own initiative, mainly because I wanted to see you. In addition this is the headquarters of the union and Chenxi. It seems that  Dangerous, but safer than anywhere else." Wilfredo believed that even if someone found out that he was a fake, his life would not be in danger.  Bridge shook his head helplessly.  Fortunately, Link has always been in the habit of staying in the guild, but he still has to communicate with Chen Xi and Spider Web in private. The person who is coming is really the son of nature, and he will not make these unnecessary arrangements.  (To be continued)
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