MTL - The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game-Chapter 133 It's grown-up game time

  Chapter 133 Now is the time for adults to play games

   "This auction is taken over by us."

The voice of the black-robed woman was deep and hoarse, and the sloppy Rhine language was mixed with a strange accent from nowhere. If an ordinary person faced the menacing black-robed man, he would definitely raise his hands first when he heard this threatening speech. He crouched down with his head in his arms and handed over all the money on his body.

   But this kind of threat fell into the ears of these old Catalinas. The first reaction was not because they were afraid of what the woman said, but because they felt extremely awkward.

  Among the crowd, someone leaned on a cane and stood up slowly.

   "Who sent you? Do you know where this is?!"

   "How dare you be so presumptuous!"

  Women in black robes are wrong to hear that they are the masters, and it is wrong for them to seem to be the masters.

   "It's too complicated, I don't want to."

  She flicked her fingers slightly.

  The bright brilliance was outlined in an instant, and in just a moment, the violent roar replaced the first person who stood up, and erupted quietly at the position where he was standing.

   "Boom—"

  The explosion was concise and precise. Only the seats and people were missing. Except for this area, even the cushions of the edge seats were not affected.

   "Pa-ta-"

  Watching the person who was blown to the rear slowly fall off the wall, everyone present finally realized that the person who came was definitely not a kind person.

  Just now, the black-robed woman's method of performing spells is obviously a magician, and the instant magic can only be completed after the magic power reaches a certain quality.

  Because only if the quality is high enough, it can replace the magical power connected to the air through singing, and complete the magic construction in an instant.

  The other party's performance is obviously a second-order mage with a golden ring, and, according to this control, she is definitely not a simple second-order, she definitely has a complete golden ring!

  The perfect golden ring represents that the quality and quantity of the magic power in the human body has reached the upper limit possible. In terms of combat effectiveness, it is more than twice as high as that of the same profession who is only slightly inferior.

  —Perfect and slightly flawed often represent a world of difference.

   "Anyone else have a question?"

  The black-robed woman crossed her arms and looked around.

   There was silence all around.

  Although there are quite a few people in the city of Catalina who have reached the second-level profession, or even have a perfect golden ring, but obviously, everyone present is obviously not one of them—well, there is still one.

  Hester and Corinna subconsciously looked at the man beside them.

  While being an earl, Enoch is also one of the few great knights in Catalina, that is, he has entered the third layer of the sea of ​​imaginary numbers and has mastered certain "rules".

  Although this is not the best place for the knights to perform, the distance between the third-level and the second-level perfection, no matter what occupation, is as big as the difference between the second-level perfection and those who have just connected to the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

  As long as Enoch makes a move, not to mention one second level, he will not be afraid of ten more.

   It's a pity that Enoch only smiled slightly when facing the eyes of the two young masters and ladies of the duke's family.

   "Sorry, I'm not in this auction tonight, so I can't sell it."

  “.”

absent?

   Isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?

   You are not there, who are we seeing? Soul projection?

   Pulled down, the third order is not capable of that.

"you"

  Hester was eager to say something, but on the other side, Corinna reached out and grabbed him.

   The perplexed Hearst wanted to ask something, but Corinna shook her head.

   "Mr. Enoch naturally has his reasons for doing this."

   "Oh?" Enoch clapped his hands and smiled lightly, "Guess what?"

  Korinna thought for a while and said, "That person is here for you."

   "Where do I start?"

"Her accent is very awkward, not natural at all, as if trying to forcibly disguise the tone, it is very stiff, and if I guess correctly, what she wants to fake should be the accent of the Blue Land Kingdom. "

   "I vaguely remember that there seemed to be quite a few 'outsiders' in your auction. If you appear now, things will definitely develop in an uncontrollable direction, and may even become..."

   "Treason?" Enoch laughed, "Your guess is a bit conservative."

   "Even if I don't show up, it will be like this."

   After speaking, he clapped his hands again.

   "Okay, kids, it's almost time for the kids to play around. Now, it's the adult's round of chess."

   "It's getting dark, you should go home too."

  Hearing Enoch's words, the brothers and sister Christine were stunned for a moment. Before they could figure it out, they were enveloped in darkness.

   At the same time, the woman in the black robe above spoke again.

"I am the 'messenger' of the Kingdom of Blue Land, and I came here to pursue this treasure I obtained from our country. Here, I would like to thank my friend, Earl Enoch, for providing important information to our country. I will be grateful in the future .Now, those smugglers are asked to come out honestly and come up to lead them to death. Well, this sentence is pretty cool, write it down."

  She flipped through the small note in her hand, and after confirming that she had finished reading, she burned it and looked around.

   "Do you understand?"

  Everyone: "."

  Although the accent of the woman in the black robe is Rhine-de-Rhein, blue is not blue, there is still no problem with the meaning.

  【If we want to slander others, we should be serious, shall we? 】

  【That is, read it according to the note, and add your own voice. Don’t think that if you burn it, no one will see it! 】

  【I have grown up so much, I have never seen such a showy operation. 】

  【It’s the first time I’ve seen it without any cover-up. 】

  【This, this, is this really useful? 】

  "Since doing this, it naturally has its purpose."

  Lin En explained softly to the barrage: "And our goal has been achieved."

  "Everyone present is a diehard Hearst loyalist. No matter how good Ren's performance is, no matter how realistic it is, they can't believe it—and they don't need to believe it."

   "What we need is just a name. It doesn't matter if they believe it or not, as long as other people 'believe' and 'confirm'."

  【Could it be that this is the legend, why would there be any trouble if you want to commit a crime? 】

  【Lagoubadao, according to the background setting, every person here counts as one, and no one is cleaner than my dry toilet, even if only a little bit. 】

  【Although. With my many years of experience in watching fan shows, I always feel that this matter will not be so simple】

  Lin En looked away from the barrage and did not continue to speak.

  He only looked up at the black-robed woman on the stage, and heard her question softly in that hoarse voice.

   "So, what about people?"

  No one in the hall moves.

   "What a hassle."

  The woman sighed slightly, walked off the stage, and grabbed someone casually.

   "You, it's you, traitor of our country, how long do you want to hide!"

  “.”

  The man blushed, struggling to tear off his mask, his eyes staring in a strange bulge.

   "Bastard! Show me clearly! I am Bree Wenders! I am the Viscount of the Rhine Kingdom! It is a title bestowed by the former king himself!"

   "Let go of your dirty hands, open your dog eyes wide, and give me a good look, I'm not those blue barbarians!"

  The woman tilted her head slightly: "No, you are."

"I'm not!"

   "You are!" The woman's voice suddenly became more serious.

   "." The viscount's face turned an ugly maroon-purple under the action of enormous force.

  At that moment, he seemed to have seen the **** of death walking towards him with a scythe in his hand.

   "Yes to me." With all his strength, he squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

   "Pa-ta-"

  The woman let go of her hand and pointed at the viscount who fell to the ground and coughed.

   "Everyone has seen it too, am I right?"

   "He admitted it himself."

  “.”

  Everyone present at the same time felt the humiliation of their IQ being rubbed against the ground.

   "You are not from Landi." Someone in the crowd shouted, "Who the **** are you? What exactly do you want to do here?"

   "What are you doing?" The woman thought for a while, then said uncertainly, "Send it to court?"

  “.”

  The arena fell silent again. Absurdity was written on everyone's face under the mask.

   Court?

them?

   "If even people like me will be brought to court and become defendants, I think that those of you who want to try me should first review yourselves, and prepare your own defense by the way."

   Just when the quiet needle drop could be heard in the field, a low whisper suddenly came from Lynn's ear.

  He turned his head to look, and at some point, a masked person was sitting beside him.

   Seeing him looking over, the other party also turned his head and nodded slightly.

   "Good evening, Mr. Blazer Jr."

  (end of this chapter)