I Am the God of Games

There are no decent carriages in town.

The last time Mane rented the carriage to the players, it turned into a pile of rubbish after the players' fierce operations, which led him to buy the carriage again and never bring the convoy back. The town is basically docked at the inn near Lancaster...

Fortunately, there are some carpenters in the town, and they put together two sleigh cars that can make do with it.

The real problem is the animal pulling the cart.

In addition, after Xiwei started the pet and mount domestication system, there were always players who ran into the forest and caught a bunch of wild beasts back. Although less than one-tenth of them were successfully domesticated, considering the base, there are actually many domesticated beasts in the town.

It's just that these beasts live on the edge of the Valley of the Wandering Dead and are influenced by the Valley of the Wandering Dead, so that their appearances are quite different.

"I said that there is something wrong with the aesthetics of players like you..." Angela chose from left to right for a while, and couldn't help asking Edward and the others.

"About this, you can look at the post I wrote on the player forum yesterday." Goudan, who was addicted to writing strategy posts recently, suggested to him: "The title is "About the 'Deep Diving' Route of the Sea-dwelling Saint's Recent Reason and Peace of Mind Changes in Aesthetics", I also took a lot of pictures to ensure that there are dry goods."

"Because I always feel that my reasoning will change after reading this post, so you can tell me the conclusion directly." Angela hesitated for a moment, and finally did not dare to open this post, but asked directly.

"Simply put, the sea-dwelling saints who have taken the deep diving route will become more difficult to restrain their thoughts, and the aesthetics will become somewhat influenced by the tendency to summon tentacles that can be resurrected from death and other influences in battle. Strange, at the same time, because of the concentrated expression of the above two situations, their behavior will be a bit rude, so I will refer to this situation as Cthulhu for short." Goudan explained his research results simply and directly: "And The teammates of the Sea-dwelling Messenger will also be affected, showing a little tendency to Cthulhu. But don't worry, it won't cause any trouble, and you will think that these animals are quite handsome after watching them for a long time..."

Angela, who didn't think those twisted creatures were handsome, chose them for a while, and finally found two deer that looked like they had bone hyperplasia. Ugly was a little ugly, but after all, it was more distorted than other deer that affected the city's appearance. The variety is much better.

In the end, in addition to the Edward team, there was also a fat and a thin team of two people. Because Angela had a little impression of these two people, and remembered that they seemed to have good luck, so they also brought them together in the end.

When the two deer carts were driving in the snow, Edward quietly found Elina, who was eating candy, and asked curiously, "What did the lord tell you to make you agree to participate in this mission?"

"He said," Elina's face was serious, and Edward was sitting upright, waiting to hear how the lord found out how he was moved by his emotions, and the girl said very seriously: "At the banquet, milk pudding, it's enough. ."

Edward: ? ? ?

Alternate saintess, are you too abducted...

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Silver Eagle Principality, the city of Tunaia.

This is the capital of the Duchy of Silver Eagle. The residence of Grand Duke Yinying is the most central part of the city.

Almost the entire city is built around the Silver Eagle Castle. The wide Yarrabe River runs through the city and is divided into two branches around the Silver Eagle Castle to form a natural moat.

It is said that there used to be a hill in the center of Tunaia, but the founding emperor of the Valla Empire missed the merits of the ancestors of the Duke of Silver Eagle, so he sent someone to dig up the mountain and built the masterpiece of Silver Eagle Castle on the original site.

The land was entrusted to the ancestors of Yinying, and it became a private plot passed down from generation to generation by the Fatt family.

"Only when you see this kind of castle can you truly realize that you are also a noble, Lord..."

Edward looked at the magnificent castle that could be seen even from outside the city from a distance, and couldn't help sighing.

"So you didn't think of me as a noble before?" Angela said dissatisfiedly.

"Well, you see I used to be just a village chief's child. The biggest nobleman I've ever seen is that degenerate baron in the tax collector who looks like a dog when paying taxes. Even so, he often looks at us with his nostrils." Edward shrugged. Shrugged: "In my original impression, the bigger nobles should use their navels to see people. It's not like you, who often go to the town to observe the building addresses in person, and can still get along with people like us."

"Your perception of the nobles is too biased..." Angela retorted: "There are also good people in the nobles, and isn't it a monster who sees people with their navels?"

Originally, Angela wanted to cite a few chestnuts to prove that in addition to himself, there are good people among the nobles, but after thinking about it, he could not find any positive chestnuts.

Then Angela suddenly realized that, in her original way of thinking, she could not realize that it was wrong to levy taxes indiscriminately for her extravagant life, recruit troops to fight for a little bit of morale, and drive and massacre refugees at will; it is precisely because During this period of time, I have had too much contact with players from the lower Riba people, which has caused my way of thinking to become a little player-like... No, maybe it is more objective to say.

At this time, he realized that there was so much filth and filth hidden under the luxurious surface of those aristocratic nobles.

Before Angela calmed down and thought about it carefully, there was a noise from outside the carriage.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking up.

"There's a convoy with us," Vera stuck her head out to ask a little, then came back and said, "We're vying for a place in the queue to enter the city."

Angela frowned, walking out of the carriage and was about to see who the other party was, but she saw Joe, who was carrying the 'Giant's Toes', stood in front of the other's coachman, and his sturdy chest shook left and right in turn to demonstrate to the other party. , and even the giant sword behind him kept shaking with his movements.

As a soldier, Joe doesn't seem to be very afraid of cold, and his clothes are relatively thin, but this also makes his action visual effects extremely shocking. The coachman on the opposite side, who was about to be shaken by Joe's face, was completely shut down, and he didn't know what to do.

In the end, it was the owner of their carriage. A girl about fourteen or fifteen years old stuck her head out to look at it, and said to Joe with a blank face, "you have big breasts, you go first" to end this meaningless fight. .

And when Angela saw the other party, he subconsciously hid back in the car.

"Why is she? It's a little troublesome now..."