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Chapter 351. Paladin In Wheel Chair And Silver Foot
More than 900 players were gathered in the square of Philin Town.
90% of them were from the \'Ghost\', and less than 100 were from the \'Flame\'.
This number was originally a little over a thousand, but these days, many of them had left one after another. Most of them couldn\'t stand the ridicule on the forum, or they felt that this wasn\'t a solution.
It was just a game, why so serious? Just be happy!
Most of them shared the same thought.
However, in reality, only the peripheral players had left. Not many people had touched the core because the people of these two guilds knew each other online and offline.
"Fantasy world" was quite a legendary game. First, because of the expensive gaming equipment, and second, not many people thought that the technology was mature, so there were very few people who paid attention to it. In addition, the Illusion Workshop did not have much deliberate publicity. The original advertisement was like a financial scam that was short-lived and then quickly drowned in the overwhelming traffic.
It wasn\'t until a year later, when nearly 100,000 real players who continued to pay attention to the game received their gaming capsules, that it was confirmed that this was not a scam.
However, there was no promotion after that, as if it was not a game, but a secret operation, a mysterious game that was only circulated in the upper social circle.
It was just like how not many people knew what kind of "game" the rich kids were playing every day. Due to its silence and isolation, "Fantasy World" was not released even after the open-beta testing. It was as if it was exclusive to a small group of people.
This also led to the players gathering in groups.
For example, most of these people were studying in a private school in the city. They were about the same age and their family backgrounds were above average.
To a certain extent, this was also why they were the "head players" of this game.
As long as it was a social game, the financial resources in real life would always have a lot of influence. In layman\'s terms, this was a group of pay-to-win players who were playing the game very seriously, so the result could be imagined.
"Not everyone is here yet?" Someone looked around and mumbled.
"I don\'t think so. Otherwise, why didn\'t Huangfu and the others go up and say something?"
"That\'s not right, they seem to have all arrived."
The player who asked the question seemed to be a Hunter. He threw out an invisible "Sunfire Sentry" and used Eagle Eye to quickly count the number of players.
"No problem. We\'re all here, but why is no one talking? Are you all waiting for something?"
Before he could finish, the Sunfire Sentry were shot down by an arrow.
Hunter was enraged.
"Who shot my..."
He turned around and saw that it was Nelwin.
He immediately shut up.The two guilds had been working together for a long time. If there was anyone who had maxed out the reputation of both guilds at the same time, it would probably be Nelwin.
Most of the Guild members were students who were 17 or 18 years old, Nelwin, who was a university student over the age of 20, naturally became the real big sister. Even Apple Pie had to behave herself in front of her.
Although the latter was so well-behaved, it was mostly because of her long legs and big breasts.
Due to Char\'s aesthetic standards, Apple Pie seemed to be unwilling to admit defeat and compete with people of the same sex, but they were very respectful in the open.
In any case, she was already skilled enough to be an obedient girl in reality and it was more than enough.
Nelwin\'s arrow shot down the player\'s Sentry, not because she was afraid that the player would count the number of heads, but because she didn\'t want to attract hostility.
As for who would be alarmed...
About half a minute later, the sound of horse hooves approached slowly.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, like the dark sky before a storm. Everyone felt that something was not right.
Although the \'aura\' was a Chuunibyou thing, after playing the game for so long, they had gotten used to the many settings in "Fantasy World". Their words and actions were more like that of people from another world, so it was not difficult to notice this abnormality.
In the past, such presence could only be felt when a boss appeared.
Everyone\'s eyes turned to the widest street.
The sound of the horse\'s hooves coming into contact with the flat stone floor was crisp and uniform.
It seemed that only the Paladins of the United Holy Kingdom would be able to synchronize with the horse to this extent.
The answer was soon revealed. A team of less than a hundred Paladins walked out of the street corner!
But strangely, they were not wearing the red and white Paladin\'s uniform of the church, but a blue and silver hollow and layered mail!
That was the standard equipment of the Sunfire Guards?
Shocking!
The people from the church were wearing the specialty of the Sunfire Royal Court.
However, what was even more shocking was yet to come!
In the team of nearly a hundred people, a man in a wheelchair stood out like the stars surrounding the moon. He looked thin and weak, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and could cough out his lungs with a hard cough. But his eyes were surprisingly sharp, making people not dare to look at them.
"Fck, why do I feel like this wheelchair guy looks so familiar? He seems to be a Big Shot!"
Someone sent a message in the team channel, and it instantly exploded.
"Who is it?"
"Hurry up and tell me!"
"What next? Anyone?"
"God of War Dunjar!?"
"To be honest, they do look alike."
"This is the wrong scenario!"
These complaints quickly flooded the screen, and then a name popped up.
[Mephisto\'s first Paladin, Laurentia]
"Awesome!"
"That\'s not right. The first Paladin is in a wheelchair? "
"That\'s possible ... It\'s a precious artifact, right?"
"Oh, right. A knight and his steed I see."
"You mean this wheelchair is even better than Conan\'s skateboard? "
"What if it\'s a Decepticon in disguise?"
…
The originally somewhat heavy atmosphere was instantly dispelled. The idiotic netizens do have their way in understanding things.
Despite their jokes, when Laurentia and his men arrived in front of everyone, the ground shuddered.
This person\'s aura was not weak to begin with, and after a transformation, it was already heaven-defying.
The two Paladins pushed Laurentia up the platform, and the latter cleared his throat and said, "I think many of you might be curious as to why the Paladins of the United Holy Kingdom would appear in Elfheim, even wearing the uniform of the Sunfire Guards.
"The reason is simple. My Paladinss and I don\'t belong to the United Holy Kingdom or the Judgement Church."
After a pause, he said in a firm voice, "We belong to the Silver Foot. It\'s an organization that will fight against the abyss and protect all mankind in the truest sense."
There was an immediate uproar below. The netizens whispered and said some things that the Creators and Laurentia could not understand, but he could roughly understand their reaction.
It was just like the reaction of the people below him every time he finished the opening.
In reality, he had misunderstood. The people below were just wondering what the name had to do with the Silver Hand. Who was the guy with the poor judgment that made Laurentia say such things?
It was beautifully done!
"Quiet, confused Warriors."
Laurentia\'s deep voice drowned out the whispers.
"I know you\'re all doubting now, doubting if you\'ve made the wrong choice, doubting if Elfheim will be able to maintain his integrity in the future... I\'m sorry, but I can\'t hide anything from you. I have to tell you that this is very difficult. Because the church, no, the abyss, had bewitched too many people with the power of decay…"
"However, please believe that your choice is correct. The church today was no longer the hope to spread faith and unite the races against the abyss! It has long been corroded by the abyss, and its purpose is to disintegrate our resistance and weaken our strength from the inside. You are awake, at least more awake than I am, but this kind of clarity must be painful. Believe me, I know this too!
"That\'s why I admire all of you, and I\'m also eager to lead you to victory, just like the Holy Lance once warned me."
The Paladins who came with him all puffed out their chests, and there seemed to be tears in their eyes. They probably decided to join after hearing this.
As for the players…
"What do you mean? we\'re a regular army now?"
"This person a traitor?"
"It doesn\'t look like it. How can a traitor be so confident?"
"Don\'t say anymore. I\'m in for this stupid name."
"Plus one."
…
Laurentia\'s speech continued, and the following chats did not stop either. Everything was very casual and frivolous. However, the moment the Paladin finished speaking, an unexpected system prompt popped up like a bolt of lightning.
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[System notification]
[Profession \'Silver Knight\' is now available. Requirements: [Reputation from Elfheim, Silver Foot, and Ravesland.]
[Class Characteristics:]
[United with the Holy Kingdom\'s major cities. Neutral reputation]
[Church\'s Knight Division has a friendly reputation]
[Mount\'s movement speed increased by 5%]
[Group forward charge overall gain 5%]
[Level 60 can obtain standard mounts and horse equipment ]
[Profession rating: elite ]
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The notification that rang throughout the entire game repeated three times in a row. Almost everyone stopped what they were doing and was shocked by this instant.
As mentioned before, the classes in "Fantasy World" were basically the same, but the specialization direction and name of the skills were different. For example, the Shadow Samurai\'s "Grab Without Notice" and the "Phantom Thousand Strikes" had cool names that could beat up a Thief but in fact, they were all the same.
However, this didn\'t mean that the treatment of the classes was the same.
Thieves were everywhere on the streets. Thieves with a "Normal" rating would be looked down upon by the commoners, and they would also be looked down upon by the guards of the main city. Those "pickpockets" would see you as a brother and ask you for money for wine.
On the other hand, the "Elite" rated Shadow Samurai could enjoy VIP treatment in all the major cities of Andaheim.
They also enjoyed the treatment of wanted criminals in the major cities on the surface.
This was the difference.
Similarly, Arendelle\'s "Ice Summoner" and "White Knight" were actually disguised as Ice Mages and Ice Knights. However, the former two were nobles in Arendelle, while the latter were not even allowed to enter the city.
As for the higher level of "Hero", that was the "Valkyrie", which was an exception, and there was no need to mention her status.
The "Elite" profession was so generous, so the difficulty could be imagined. Without exception, it required a long time to dig out clues. Then, after going through the mission, the player could complete a "level up" for their normal profession. There was no obvious change in combat power, but their social status had indeed improved, and the game experience had also improved. This was also part of the game\'s way of doing things..
However, no one had ever thought that there was actually an Elite class in the world that could be given away with a click!
A Silver Knight!
Just the name alone sounded much cooler than normal Knights!
There was even a free mount! Free!
Nothing else in the world was more tempting than \'Free\'!
However, doubts followed.
"Where\'s Ravesland?" someone couldn\'t help asking.
"Who knows? we\'re already winning at the starting line anyway. Those people must be regretting it now," someone gloated.
To be honest, this was true because all players who accepted PvP training quests in human cities had a default hostile reputation with Elfheim, which was nerve-wracking. It was no secret in the United Holy Kingdom.
Regret?
Elves were known for their pettiness. If it was any other time, it would take at least two to three months to farm for their reputation to drop. Now was a critical time, and this class was almost tailor-made for the group of people who stayed in Philin Town!
Even the mages present were tempted. Knights were famous for their high physique and high defense. Not only could this make up for their lack of attributes, but they would also get a free Mount for level 60!
How good!
When he finally finished speaking, he was wheeled down. The two heroic female Knights drew everyone\'s attention away.
"Those who want to join the \'Silver Foot\', please come here to register."
The players didn\'t move much, as if they were still confused.
Nelwin knew it was time for her to go.
She cleared her throat and went straight to the point, "The reward for the \'Northern Development\' will be given out later. After that, we\'ll form a group to farm reputation points in Ravesland."
"What the f*ck?"
"What the f*ck?"
"Where?"
"This place is a f*cking hidden map?"
…
The players were all shocked, and before Nelwin could finish, she was interrupted by a barrage of questions. She had to raise her voice.
"Ravesland is a mechanical ruin, and only Char knows its exact location. He gave us the route, a safe route that you don\'t need to explore."
" Wait, you mean this is a relic that hasn\'t been explored by others?" someone exclaimed.
"It is," Nelwin replied.
"Our levels... Can we? Will it be suicidal?"
"Level isn\'t important at all. It\'s an empty city under construction with missions everywhere. This is our \'pioneer benefit\', so we can reach the target reputation faster than others."
The crowd let out a cry of surprise, and someone immediately asked, "Then can we buy land in the city? Didn\'t we Flames have a base in Marcus city before? But then…"
"No problem! I will ask for the best piece of land in the city, and he wouldn\'t dare to reject me," Nelwin waved her hand and said proudly
Laughter came from below, but Nelwin blushed and stiffly changed the topic.
"Also, you guys, don\'t push the blame to others when you have nothing to do. We\'ve taken so much advantage of them, yet you\'re still talking bad about them behind their backs. He\'s the only one with a good temper who doesn\'t stoop to your level. If it were someone with a small heart like our Duke Saxson, I\'m afraid they wouldn\'t have such good benefits. Alright, go over there to register. First, register as a \'Trainee Knight\'. There\'s no harm in profession +1, so you can cancel it whenever you want."
The crowd immediately surrounded the two female Knights, and the place became quiet.
The remaining few guilds executives all had complicated expressions.
"Too strong. I really didn\'t expect him to be able to take down a city by himself" Huangfu Shou sighed and said.
"I\'ve never thought that my gaming IQ was this bad. Why do I feel like I\'m in another dimension?"
Ghost Lantern also nodded in agreement.
This person didn\'t talk much, but he had a long-term view of things. He deeply understood the impact of this server-wide announcement.
Although it seemed like the elite players of the two guilds were out of place in the outside world, they were still able to maintain the rapid development of their levels and equipment.
But in reality, they were already isolated.
This was determined by the faction.
If they stayed on the isolated island of Philin Town for a short period of time, it would not be obvious. However, if they stayed for a long time, there would definitely be people who would not be able to tolerate it. At that time, it would not be stable just with a little welfare.
But now, the situation had changed.
Or rather, there was such a trend, and it was getting more and more intense.
There would definitely be a large number of players asking around and pouring into Ravesland. When that time came, they would be able to break the isolation brought about by the so-called \'faction\'.
Unlike Huangfu Shou, who was lamenting about Char\'s discovery of a ruin, he was thinking about how this person could create such a trend by himself and use the players.
In the three-dimensional world, this kind of person was often given a fearsome title: Politicians.
He had no doubt that this was only the first step of the other party.
"What a terrifying person..." he muttered.