[This theater "The Sword of Damocles" has ended and is about to leave this world. Please be prepared, players. 】
When the girl just woke up.
I heard this system announcement.
She suddenly looked confused. She didn't even have time to look at her surroundings and check her mission status when a white light suddenly filled her eyes.
Then she returned to the script space.
Girl: "..."
[You will soon enter the script settlement interface.]
[Mission 1: Overthrow the royal rule of the San Varo Empire. (Completed)]
[Task 2: Disintegrate the theocracy of the Church of Light. (Failed)]
[Mission 3: Kill King San Varro. (Completed)]
[Task 4: Pass on the Black Dragon bloodline. (Completed)]
[Task 5: Kill the Pope of Light. (Failed)]
[Task 6: Remove the dragon curse from the bloodline. (Failed)]
[Task 7: Let the Silver City State no longer be attacked by Warcraft. (Completed)]
[Because your camp mission failed, the game is judged to have failed. The next game will enter a punishment mission. Click here to view mission details. 】
【Congratulations, your player level has reached level three.】
A series of system prompts popped up.
At the same time, looking at the series of shocking words of failure, the girl suddenly felt that she had a myocardial infarction, had difficulty breathing, and was in urgent need of rescue!
"what happened?"
"Why is this happening?"
"Didn't I just take a nap?"
She opened the player's manual tremblingly, wanting to see what this script was about.
But after opening it, I found that the theater was still editing so I couldn't watch it, so I couldn't know what happened next.
The girl suddenly fell into a daze.
She thought about it carefully.
I woke up from a small dark room in the city-state of Turnus, and was chased by the black dragon all the way to the city-state of Sals. I was lucky enough to meet my little brother who was also a mixed-blood elf.
Then they set out to the North to find a way to lift the black dragon's curse.
This journey has been smooth.
Very smooth!
That is to say, after arriving in the Northland, I accidentally encountered a group of arrogant bandits in the coniferous forest, but no matter what, it was quite smooth in a way.
They successfully entered the Far North Mountains.
And began to search for the elf habitat.
However, when he was about to find the elf's habitat, he seemed to have fallen asleep due to a curse?
But I didn't expect it.
When I woke up, I saw the real ice and snow elves!
Having found the real ice and snow elf, does that mean that the black dragon curse in his body may have a solution?
very smooth……
It went so well!
Then she fell asleep again!
But why does she fall asleep?
Why did she even sleep until the end of the game?
What else happened in the meantime?
The girl who couldn't figure it out held her head and screamed on the bed. She kept opening the player's manual and frantically refreshing the "play list", eager to know what happened next.
But probably because of the review of the script, the editing time this time was extremely long.
The girl began to hammer the pillow irritably.
"hateful!"
"I must have been deceived!"
"Damn it!"
"What bullshit high-level mixed-blood elf! Liar! He must be a liar!"
"Ah, my mission!"
She couldn't help but vent her anger for a long time.
Then he slowly calmed down again.
If she was really deceived, then according to the time difference in this script, it would span more than half a month. She should have died of the curse by that time.
Unless the curse isn't actually that powerful?
Or is it some other reason?
You can't watch the show yet, and there will be no results if you think about it alone here.
Thinking of this, the girl simply opened the forum and started searching for posts related to the script of "The Sword of Damocles".
She studied these posts carefully with an exploratory attitude.
[Players from the Light Holy See camp: The Holy Father of Light, the Chief Knight of the Knights of the Sun, the Black Dragon Cub, the Silver Duke, and Princess Teresa, the Nineteenth Highness of the Royal Family of Saint Valo.]
[Players from the imperial power camp: Waddell XVIII, Ice Elf High Priest, Mixed Elf Girl, White Bishop of the Holy See of Light, and the Secret Envoy of the Heresy Trial.]
These are the camp figures from both sides.
Well, there is no problem for now.
The girl continued to scroll down the popular science post about the script, and then saw the character pictures taken from the play.
These screenshots are plays performed by others. The fused character will have the characteristics of the player, so the appearance of the screenshots can only be used as a reference and cannot be used as a real-time character in the script.
But this reference…
In fact, it can also help you solve some problems.
The girl stared at the silver-white, floor-length Pope of Light for a long time...
Then she silently exited the forum.
He picked up the pillow placed next to him and started beating him crazily again!
"Asshole! Asshole!"
"You look like a human but you are a liar!"
"big liar!"
"Don't let me meet you again!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The girl tore the pillow into pieces with a ferocious expression, and then continued to read the relevant posts masochistically, directly understanding the general plot of the script.
All in all, the script took at least half a month, and some even took half a year to complete.
As for the kind that can be solved within a day or two.
impossible!
The girl frowned and read dozens of posts.
Wait until she feels hungry.
Then I remembered my play list, so I opened the player's manual and refreshed it again. This time I was pleasantly surprised to find that the play list had been edited.
The girl gritted her teeth and clicked to watch!
At the beginning of the theater video, there is a familiar and majestic music title, accompanied by the introduction of the names of the players and characters.
"Xu Shuo?"
The girl quickly exited the show, then used the search function to find the player's business card, and clicked on it to take a look.
There is currently nothing visible on the player's business card.
She continued to click on the player's "Drama List", intending to see what abilities this kid had and his origins.
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She seems to have been blocked.
Girl: "???"
Stunned, she refreshed the play list several times, but after still seeing a yellow exclamation mark, she tremblingly clicked on the greeting function between players.
Send a message with care.
Sure enough, there is still a yellow exclamation mark.
She was really blocked!
Good guy!
Is this a repeat offender? Otherwise, how could he be blocked so quickly? He obviously started blocking enemies by name as soon as the show was edited, right?
The girl was dumbfounded for a long time.
She couldn't find anyone to take revenge, and she couldn't even use the greeting function to curse. She suddenly felt that her myocardial infarction was serious again.
There was no other way, so the girl could only open her own play in frustration, intending to see what happened next.
The plot of the first half of the script.
Most focus on the Pope of Light.
After the opponent entered the script, he started running around. The area spanned from the Western Continent to the Northland, and then to the Eastern Continent. It was extremely busy.
And among them, the girl finally knew how she fell asleep.
All in all, my skills are still inferior to others.
"She's obviously so good-looking."
"You also flirted with me on purpose...it must have been intentional!"
"It's a shame it's full of lies."
The girl murmured quietly.
Then click on screenshot and save.
…
…
The script space on the other side.
Zuo Fang, who had narrowly escaped death, suddenly opened his eyes.
Then he met the calm black eyes of his teacher. He was so frightened that he had not recovered yet. He rolled off the sofa and subconsciously summoned the silver pistol.
But fortunately, I realize that this is my own territory.
So he didn't shoot to death.
"Wow! Teacher, please don't do this next time. What if my gun doesn't have eyes?"
Zuo Fang touched his little heart.
Sikong Weiyan sneered: "If you don't practice sword practice, you will not be able to shoot as fast as I can draw the sword."
The voice fell.
Zuo Fang suddenly raised his head.
Only then did he realize that a long sword with a faint light was floating above his head. He didn't even know when it appeared on it, or he didn't even notice that his teacher had made any move to draw the sword!
Zuo Fang was dripping with cold sweat.
He carefully hid his pistol, then awkwardly sat back on the sofa, sitting upright and pretending that he had not molested the teacher.
Sikong Weiyan then indifferently took back his sword.
"Is the mission accomplished?"
"It's done." Zuo Fang said obediently.
"Have you met that person?"
"seen."
"how do you feel?"
"Well……"
An unserious smile appeared at the corner of Zuo Fang's mouth, and he rubbed his chin and said, "That guy has something, he seems to be a pretty good talent."
Sikong Weiyan raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, is he easy to get along with?"
However, when faced with this question, Zuo Fang shook his head firmly, without even thinking about it.
I didn’t wait for the teacher to continue asking why.
Zuo Fang took the initiative and said: "It feels like he has a strong desire to control. People like this are generally not easy to get along with and tend to go their own way."
Sikong Weiyan nodded thoughtfully.
He thought to himself on the sidelines.
After sitting for a while, Zuo Fang became a little impatient and asked excitedly: "Teacher, let me ask you a question, why doesn't Senior Hongrao get promoted if he doesn't teach students?"
Zuo Fang was also a newbie who didn’t understand anything at first.
It wasn't until he was caught by his current teacher that he learned that there were two special professions among players: "director" and "mentor". Then he naturally went to find out what a "mentor" was.
then……
Naturally, I learned about a certain "student killer" from various posts.
It is said that the tutor not only did not bring any growth benefits to the students, but also achieved a brilliant record of killing dozens of students, and directly became the existence that everyone in the script space talked about!
Who is so awesome?
One thing to say, if killing students is a terrible causal weapon, then this weapon is really awesome.
Fortunately, such an awesome person didn’t take a fancy to me!
Zuo Xin secretly sighed in relief.
He said nervously: "I have already dealt with two scripts with her as a student. What if this debuff is transferred to me? What if you haven't taught me yet, and I will die young!"
"
Hearing this, Sikong Weiyan comforted him: "Don't worry, even without this debuff, there is a high possibility that you will die young."
Zuo Fang: “…………”
Is this teacher mine?
Sikong Weiyan continued: "When a tutor teaches his first student, he will receive a rare item. This item cannot be traded or given away, and can only be used by the tutor player himself."
Hongrao tried every means to recruit students.
In fact, it was just to get this prop.
The result was unexpected...
She was able to defeat every student.
In order to educate students, Hongrao worked hard, and the many efforts he put in were hard work, not to mention credit.
The first few times she accepted students, Hongrao was still a gentle and kind teacher.
As a result, all the students died.
Later, when she accepted students again, Hongrao became a cold and strict teacher.
In the end, the student died.
We will accept students later.
Hongrao carefully integrated her previous experience and taught her students to be both strong and soft, kind and strict. She guided them carefully and cared for them so much that they were afraid they would break even if they held them in their hands.
Then the student died again in the Level 4 assessment.
Hongrao: "..."
The current Hongrao may have begun to show off.
Or perhaps they are screening out students with tough lives.
In short, she stagnated for a long time and did not accept students again.
The script space adds new players two quarters a year.
Although Hongrao would always take advantage of this time to pay close attention to the performance of many newcomers, he would basically not come to them easily. He would always hesitate for a long time with an observational attitude.
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Sikong Weiyan expressed doubts about her attitude of cutting the knot quickly this time and accepting the newcomers just half a month after the start of the new season.
And to this newcomer.
He also expressed great interest.
What kind of person would Hongrao fall in love with at first glance?
Obviously, after observing the plays of this person, there seems to be nothing particularly outstanding. At most, his temperament is more suitable for the script to perform this game.
But it doesn't look like he has a hard life.
Sikong Weiyan was really curious.
"I know there are props, but what does it have to do with her not upgrading?" Zuo Fang asked enthusiastically.
"Let's not talk about this issue for now. At this time, the script you just mentioned should have been online. Open it and let me take a look." Sikong Weiyan said.
"Oh, I would rather take time to look at other people's students than answer my own students' questions!"
Zuo Fang snorted and turned away his head.
Then his head was hit by the hilt of the sword.
Zuo Fang opened the play list angrily.
The editing has indeed been completed.
Looking at the character introductions and images flashed at the beginning of the script, Zuo Fang suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised a certain dragon cub to become friends with him after he went out.
So I moved the script window to the side, left it, and while reading the introduction, I opened the search function and searched for a certain person's name.
"Luo Kun".
Wow, it is indeed this lunatic.
A lunatic who came out of a mental hospital.
At this moment, Sikong Weiyan's voice came from next to him: "Luo Kun? Did you meet him this time?!"
Zuo Fang nodded: "Yes, and he is a player in our camp. I remember that the seventh senior brother seemed to have mentioned this person to me."
He clicked attention as he spoke.
But when he turned his head, he saw the extremely serious face of his mentor.
Zuo Fang was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"
Sikong Weiyan frowned and looked at him: "You get along well with him?"
Zuo Fang immediately shook his head crazily.
"Then why do you pay attention to him?"
"He threatened me inside and asked me to pay attention to him when I came out. Of course, I just planned to pay attention to him for a while and then..."
