Chapter 142 Mr. Qian Teduo!
"Okay, I'll go read this book when I have time."
Andrew nodded. A book with millions of words was something he had never heard of before.
"Let me tell you, the Church of the God of Death is really great! Are you interested in becoming a member of the Church?..."
The adventurer seemed to have opened a chatterbox. He followed Andrew and kept talking about the various benefits of the Church of Death, trying to persuade Andrew to join the Church of Death.
The adventurers' enthusiastic attitude made Andrew doubt whether the Church of Death was really that good.
Of course, the adventurer would definitely not tell Andrew that there is a rule in the Church of Death that if you bring one person in, you can get a bounty of 10 gold coins.
Then the person you pulled in pulls in another person, and you can get 1 gold coin even if you do nothing.
Um……
Does this pattern look familiar?
Yes, it was made by players.
"I will think about it."
Andrew felt a little ashamed. When did the people in the Northern City become so enthusiastic?
What about the evil and bad villains in the legend?
How come I can’t see any of them!
Is this still the city in the north that I once knew?
Andrew couldn't help but ask, "I remember someone said that the Northern City is a den of evil, full of villains. What about these people?"
"ah?"
The adventurer was stunned, glanced at Andrew, and then suddenly laughed: "In fact, I am also a villain, wanted by the Temple of Light for more than three years."
"oh?"
Andrew was a little surprised and looked the adventurer up and down.
"The City of the North was indeed like this in the past, but it has changed a lot since Brother Aotian and the Undead Mage came. The Death Church and the Undead Mage have changed this city!"
The adventurer said with great admiration: "The purpose of the Church of Death is love, mutual assistance, harmony, and unity... If you do bad things, you will be expelled from the Church of Death!"
Andrew looked at the adventurer in silence. He didn't look like he was lying.
Andrew found it hard to believe this fact. A group of villains who were not afraid of death and blood were actually worried about being expelled from the Church of Death?
This shows that the Church of Death is deeply loved by the people in the North.
Andrew thought, no matter what, the Church of Death at least did not seem to be an evil sect, otherwise it would not have run the North so prosperously.
Andrew chatted with the adventurers, learned about the intelligence of the North and the information related to the Church of Death, and soon arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Here we are, Mr. Andrew."
The adventurer stopped and said with a smile: "It's nice to chat with you. You are a powerful magician. If you have time, you must go to the Tower of Destination to take a look."
"Perhaps you don't know yet, but there are also many Death God believers in the Northern City Magician's Guild. I think you will definitely join the Death God Church!"
"I'll go check it out when I have time."
Andrew's heart moved. Even in the Magicians' Guild, there are many people who believe in the God of Death?
Andrew bowed and said goodbye: "Thank you for leading the way."
After saying that, Andrew entered the City Lord's Mansion under the guidance of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion.
…
Xu Ercong, Bai Xiaosheng and other high-level players had already gathered in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion waiting.
After Andrew was led in by the guards, he looked around and saw players all wearing necromancer robes who had already changed into human skin and were looking Andrew up and down.
Ma Kesi: "Is this NPC Andrew? I heard from Brother Long that he seems to be very powerful, at least 20 levels higher than us!"
Wang Dali: "Is it Andrew? Can't you see the NPC name on his head? I don't think he's a big deal. He looks skinny and easy to bully."
Li Tiangou: "The magician is not good at close combat. Even if he is 20 levels higher than us, he is still no match for us. We have more people and can revive!"
Chen Danshen: "I don't care whether he is at a high level or not, I just miss the treasures that the Ghost Team said they found in the stable last night... The Ghost Team even took screenshots of the equipment and posted them on the game forum! The equipment attributes are so good that they make people drool!"
E往無前: "I've decided. After the meeting, I'm going to go find Andrew and curry his favor! I'll build a good relationship with him and get some equipment!"
Players in the lobby were communicating with each other.
Andrew couldn't hear the players' conversations because they were chatting through the game team channel of the Godhead system. From Andrew's perspective, a whole room of necromancers were looking at him in silence.
They all looked at him with dull eyes and expressionless faces.
It felt a bit scary and eerie. Even the powerful Andrew couldn't help but feel sweaty in his palms and a tightness in his heart.
“Are you Andrew?”
Xu Ercong stood up, walked forward, held Andrew's hands, and said enthusiastically: "I am the lord of the Northern City, my name is Wardtian Weisenmo Congge Chantedo!"
Andrew breathed a sigh of relief. Finally someone was willing to speak up. He quickly held Xu Ercong's hands and said, "I am Andrew. I am glad to meet you too, Ward Tian!"
"No, no, no."
Xu Ercong shook his head and said, "I don't like people calling me by my first name. I'd rather you call me by my last name, Qian Teduo!"
"Okay, Chantedo."
Andrew nodded, he felt a little strange.
Why do the names of the undead wizards in the Northern City are so strange? Andrew has never heard of such surnames and given names!
Xu Ercong thought that the Esk continent was a fantasy low-magic game world, and all the NPCs looked had foreign names, so he should adapt to the local customs, right?
As for the name Qian Teduo, it was not Xu Ercong himself who wanted to be called that. It was Long Aotian who helped him get it.
(Whether you believe it or not, I don’t.)
"Come on, come on, sit down!"
Xu Ercong took Andrew's hand and walked him to his seat with a smile on his face.
These necromancers are very enthusiastic.
Andrew sighed a little, and then asked in a low voice: “Why do others…”
"Oh, them..."
Xu Ercong glanced at the lifeless players who were still discussing fiercely about how to trick Andrew's baby.
"Don't mind them, they are meditating. Magicians meditate, you know?"
"Uh... a very special way of meditation."
Andrew nodded politely. He chatted with Xu Ercong for a few words, then suddenly took out a precious-looking parchment from his arms.
Andrew handed it over.
"Sir Chantedo, I think you should know the purpose of my visit this time. I am sending a request for peace to the Northern City on behalf of the Lion Empire. This is the peace request and details written by His Majesty the King himself. Please take a look."
Andrew did not forget the business.
Xu Ercong took the parchment and glanced at it briefly.
Not surprisingly, even when the powerful and assertive Lion Empire was asking for peace, its tone was full of command and superiority.
The parchment was filled with all kinds of rude requests.
Unconditionally surrender the city in the north, hand over the murderer of Father William, dismiss and destroy all the undead, and pay a huge amount of gold coins as war compensation...
At a glance, there are densely packed requests of this kind.
There is only one requirement that benefits the players, allowing a necromancer to become a noble baron.
Well, a lowest-ranking title without real power, cannot be inherited.
"hehe."
Xu Ercong smiled.
Rather than saying that the Lion Empire came to seek peace, it would be more accurate to say that it came to seek amnesty.
How could the party that actively seeks peace instead make so many demands?
Andrew remained silent, looking at Xu Ercong with some curiosity.
Why is this city lord laughing?
Could it be that there was something in the letter of reconciliation that made him happy?
Andrew did not know the contents of the letter of peace. His Majesty the King did not allow him to see the contents of the letter of peace, and asked him to limit the number of people accompanying the delegation who knew the contents of the letter of peace to as few as possible.
Xu Ercong didn't say anything, he just looked at Andrew with a smile.
These terms are too aggressive. Xu Ercong has reason to believe that if the players and the Lion Empire were to switch places, the Lion Empire would not be able to accept these demands.
Demanding the return of the Northern City was a reasonable request, but demanding war reparations and asking the necromancers to disband their own undead armies were simply unreasonable!
If you disarm yourself, you will become the enemy's prey, without any ability to resist.
Every player understands this simple truth.
Moreover, given the lawless nature of the players, why should we give back the city that we conquered with our own strength?
Xu Ercong's smile made Andrew feel a little uneasy.
Brother, just smile a little. It's creepy if you keep smiling like that.
Andrew asked cautiously: "Sir Chantedo, why are you laughing all the time?"
"You don't know what's here yet?"
Xu Ercong raised the parchment in his hand and handed it to Andrew: "Take a look for yourself."
Andrew took the parchment and lowered his head to read.
"Also, take a look at these two letters."
Xu Ercong took out two more letters from his arms and handed them to Andrew.
These two letters were what the Ghost Squad found in the stable mission's carriage last night.
"As a friendly reminder, these two letters come from Bishop Abel and the Temple of Light."
Xu Ercong said meaningfully: "If you read the contents of the two letters and the peace letter together, you might be surprised."
Remarks on the launch!
First of all, I wish you all a happy New Year! May all your dreams come true in the new year!
In addition, I have something to tell all the readers: this book will be on the shelves tomorrow.
Before getting down to business, I would like to first thank my editor Zi Yue for his help all the time. Thank you very much.
