Chapter 3529: Hustle and bustle

The disgust of Heroes was revealed without any cover.
The disappointment in her eyes was the same as when talking about Xilan drinking.
I was not annoyed or disgusted. Instead, I smiled as usual, and said: "Yesterday’s battle, the dragon tribe suffered heavy casualties, and Seren was very annoyed. As a last resort, I had to accompany him to relieve his troubles by drunkenness."
"Drunk to dissipate sorrow?" Heloise sneered: "This is just a joke!"
"I've only heard that when facing difficulties and solving them, sorrow can be eliminated. I have never heard that sorrow can be eliminated by avoiding difficulties."
Heloise's words are very reasonable. I can't refute it, but I don't want to continue to entangle with her on this issue, so she whispered: "Maybe it's effective, maybe."
Heloise was silent for a few seconds before poking her head out, staring into my eyes earnestly, staring for a long while, suddenly raised her eyebrows, and curiously said: "You don't seem to mean a hangover at all."
"I won't fall a thousand glasses, and I won't be drunk ten thousand glasses."
"Bragging" Heroes curled her lips in disdain.
I didn't explain too much. At exactly this time, the food was brought up, and Heloise and I ate.
After the meal, we two continued to stroll on the street.
Had it not been for the fact that the vast majority of the Oathkeepers organization would have been surprised by the fact that I and Heroes were walking side by side, and it happened to be the time of preparation for the war, it happened that the last war demon world suffered heavy losses, it must be Some people will secretly spread rumors that I have an ambiguous relationship with Heroes.
Perhaps, someone will deliberately make up a tragic poem that is either tragic, or mournful, or lingering, or throbbing, and will connect me, an unknown but extremely high-status strange adventurer and Herois. The true descendants of the founder of the Oath-Guard Organization, the granddaughter of Niwu's first generation, weave together, and then pass on through word of mouth.
Maybe a hundred years, a thousand years later, this poem will be included in the official history book, and it will become an epic of love forever.
So, not all things about history are reliable.
Only the history written by the honest and upright people is the history that truly conforms to the facts and can be regarded as history.
However, such history is not much.
As far as I know, the vast majority of history is an artificial history mixed with more than half of artistic processing and a small and half of historical facts.
In addition to this, there is a small part of history, as I said just now, which is purely fabricated through a picture.
Some people may say that you are regarded as a powerful man with a higher status than the apostle. How could there be adventurers or bards who arrange you at will?
Do you want to die?
However, the reality is that the stronger the existence, the easier it is to be arranged by adventurers or troubadours.
Because they know very well that they are only making some irrelevant rumors, and the strong will choose to ignore these rumors and the rumors they create because of dignity.
Obviously, they are extremely proficient in this kind of psychology.
So, should I say, thank you for the war?
After thinking about it, I still didn't utter the words of looking for a fight.
While walking side by side, I talked a lot with Heroes, most of the content was related to war and loss.
According to Heloise, if this war continues for several months, there will be no more adventurers in the Devildom.
There is a war every three days, which lasts for several months, even if it is placed on the Hefeng Continent, it is estimated that it will be overwhelming.
"Where are the new adventurers?" I couldn't help but curiously asked: "I haven't seen many adventurers here recently. Will there be a war next, and we have to rely on the trapped group of adventurers to continue the hard top? ?"
"No," Heloise said: "If there is no successor, these adventurers in the city may flee, or they may change directly."
"If mutiny, don't they worry that the apostle will kill them all?"
"How is it possible" said Herois: "The apostles will not kill this group of ants. The only ones who will kill them are the supervisors of the six major organizations."
"But" Heloise immediately said again: "At that time, even if it is a war officer, I am afraid that there will be no more left."
"The war officer flees too?" I sneered: "I can't even live up to death. How did you become a war officer?"
"Those supervising officers are all descendants of the families of the top six organizations. They are sent to the battlefield mainly for gilding. If their strength is weak, they will die on the battlefield..."
"How?" I asked, "Are there any pensions?"
"Don't think about it," Herois said: "The families of the collateral children also depend on the main family to eat. They died, and they can only be regarded as normal dedication to the family."
"It's so dark."
I shook my head and sighed.
"Darkness?" Heloise sneered, "There are darker ones, but I don't bother to say it."
I have no interest at all in those darker family histories. I just waved my hand and said, "Don't talk about it, how long will it take for the new adventurers to arrive?"
"How long?" Heloise thought for a while and said, "I will be there tomorrow at the latest."
"Tomorrow?" After a pause, I sighed: "I am afraid that in a day's time, a considerable number of adventurers will be killed in battle."
"Who said no?" Heloise was helpless and sad.
After all, a considerable part of the adventurers who came are the mainstay of the Oath Guardian organization.
This time it was really the mainstay, not the group of troublemakers before.
Once this group of adventurers is damaged here, it is bound to cause no small loss to the Oathguard Organization.
Fortunately, not only the Oath Guardian organization has suffered losses, but the six major organizations have suffered losses of varying degrees, and even those little-known large, medium and small organizations have also suffered losses of varying degrees.
Although there were a lot of staff reductions, the overall pattern of the Demon World remained unchanged.
Therefore, when it comes to the question of the number of possible losses for adventurers, Heroes does not have much mood swings, but with a touch of sadness, nothing more.
The fact is as Heloise said, one day later, adventurers from other parts of the demon world came by locomotives.
In an instant, the town became lively.
This excitement has infected many adventurers, of course, there are also quite a few adventurers who are not affected by the excitement, and still remain silent and sad.
That night, the custom shops and gambling shops became lively again.
But I know very well that this kind of excitement will not last long, and the whole town will be quiet again after about tomorrow.
Because, here in the Demon Realm, there is no way to fight the giant monsters yet.
Until this problem is completely solved, only people can be used to pile up.