Chapter 3371: Checks and balances
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The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal
- Mad rabbit
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- 2021-01-30 11:26:07
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When the big shield of the meat shield adventurer is broken, it means that the battle is lost.
Even if the end of the road is still far away, if you lose, you lose.
The reason for the loss is because the meat shield adventurers generally do not have high damage, nor do they have high agility.
What they fight is defense, and since the defense is gone, they don't have much combat power left.
An adventurer who has not much combat power left, facing an adventurer who is full of fighting spirit, especially the latter is stronger than the former, what do you use to turn defeat into victory?
Since there is no chance to turn defeat into victory, no matter how strong it is, it will only be self-humiliating, but no one will praise him for his indomitable will.
National power stared at me with sharp eyes, just like a wolf staring at a leopard.
For a long time, he exhaled heavily and said in a low voice: "I lost."
Close the knife, turn around, and leave.
Did not say a word, did not stay for half a second.
It's not that I am playing cool, it is the surging killing intent that has affected my mood and emotions. At this moment, I still can't control the killing.
If I don't leave directly and solve the problem, I'm afraid that after a while, I can't help but kill.
Under the timely treatment of Father Taylor, I gradually recovered my mind and calmed down.
"Why are you so desperate?" The old man frowned and asked.
In this world, who would not want me to be hurt the least, I am afraid one is my fiancee, one is Master Dewey, and the other is Father Taylor.
My fiancée won’t go into details, but Master Dewey treats me as his own son, and he takes good care of me. Father Taylor treats me as a grandson, even more so... Suspected of taking advantage of Master Dewey.
Because I care, I am strict.
It can be said that I have rarely seen the serious attitude of the old man at this moment.
"No way, I ran into a meat shield adventurer" I smiled bitterly: "If you don't break the defense, you can't beat it at all."
"Do you have to use killing intent then?" The old man continued to question: "Would you not beat the opponent by rapid displacement?"
"I tried it, but the opponent is also quite agile. The speed of movement and the speed of changing moves in a limited space are comparable to mine."
"Short-distance movement speed and the speed of changing moves are not the same as you?" The old man pondered a little, and said solemnly: "It seems that the power of this country is not unusual."
I also think the strength of this country is extraordinary, but I don't know anything other than knowing that it moves fast and changes moves quickly.
Without knowing it at all, I went to the tavern again.
Alice and Saran were still not there. Socia told me that Alice was accompanying the drunk Saran.
I asked Socia curiously: "Is Shalan's drink so light?"
Socia shook her head: "Saran has a fair amount of alcohol, but as long as she is worried, she will get drunk easily."
It turned out to be something on my mind.
I secretly said in my heart.
Afterwards, Socia told me a piece of news that I cared about, and it was considered as a puzzle for me-the national power you defeated today, and his comprehensive strength, occupy the middle position in the organization.
The middle position...no wonder it is so difficult.
"He is very strong" I affirmed: "It is a fluke to beat him."
"I don't think this is a fluke," Socia slowly said: "Many strong people like you, after victory, will say that they were lucky enough to win. Although this sounds modest, it is actually impolite."
"I'm rude?" I wondered: "Why do you say this?"
"My level and superficial strength are above you, so I can roughly guess your level, but my premonition tells me that if you face you, I am not your opponent, and I am not even you. His opponent, he certainly won't, and what you said is a fluke, but it is a provocation to my perception. This is tantamount to provoking me. Do you think this is a polite behavior?"
After hearing this, I looked solemn and whispered: "I'm sorry for my rudeness."
A smile appeared on Socia's expressionless face: "I forgive you."
As soon as I felt relieved, I asked again: "Do other strong people have the same keen perception ability as you?"
"Not every strong person has keen perception ability, but every strong person has perception ability, and the stronger the person, the stronger the perception ability."
"Thank you," I said.
At the same time, it is also clear that when facing the strong, humility is not necessarily a good thing. Sometimes in the strong view, facing oneself is to face each other, and facing each other is the starting point for mutual respect.
The strong need not hypocritical humility, but face up to each other and respect for each other.
First I poured a glass of wine for Socia, and then filled my glass. I whispered softly: "Now, the national power will not send anyone to trouble me anymore?"
"You underestimate the degree of entanglement of the country's power and their self-esteem," Socia said: "As long as it damages dignity, they will continue to entangle them until you really have no alternative."
"Come on, then" I sneered: "Looking at me defeating them one by one, I don't believe that after all the middle-level and low-level national forces are defeated by me, they will send high-level national forces to find I am in trouble!"
"High-level national forces will definitely not trouble you," Socia said in a certain tone: "Even if they want, Your Majesty will not agree, nor will the Rose Legion agree."
"What's the use of the Rose Legion's disagreement?" I wondered: "It and the national power are not a system of institutions, nor do they overlap with each other..."
"Who said there is no intersection?" Socia took a sip of her wine and said lightly: "Why do you think the Rose Legion was created, why the Rose Legion can solicit adventurers across the country, and why the predecessor of many national forces is Rose Members of the Legion, and after becoming a national power, will continue to serve in the Rose Legion and be under the jurisdiction of the Rose Legion?"
"Could it be that the original intention of establishing the Legion of Roses was to..."
Socia nodded slightly.
No wonder, the country will support such a guild so strongly.
No wonder, the president of this guild will be served by your majesty's closest guard. It turns out that from the very beginning, the seeds of the monarch's distrust of the power of the country have taken root in his heart. It turns out that all this has been set from the beginning.
Using the Legion of Roses to check and balance the power of the country, the province has developed too fast, too large in scale, and too powerful.
No, not only the Legion of Roses, but I believe these five guilds are the swords used by the monarchs of the five countries to check and balance the power of the country.
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