mtlumby2d Chapter 322: The Supporter Who Dared to Slap the Sword Master
Chapter 322: The Supporter Who Dared to Slap the Sword Master
"Of course, you can only take your companions with you. No one else can."
Michelle said, his eyes swept over the two presidents of the [Nameless] Guild.
As long as he can keep these two LV6s from the northern countries, he can accept whatever Miss wants.
Seeing the archbishop's attitude and words, Marknik frowned and his expression became extremely ugly.
"No, why let them go? Can't we just kill them all here?"
Neither Miss nor Michelle paid any attention to Marknick and continued talking about their topic.
"Old Deng, are you so kind? I've done all the harm to you, and you didn't even scold me, and you want to let me go?"
"You spent so much gold coins on me before, old man. I still remember it. Our relationship is my way of giving you back."
"Then I will really take people away, and you can't regret it later."
"Don't worry, come and visit my cathedral when you have time. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Of course, it's free."
Michelle knew that Miss would definitely doubt his identity.
Instead of letting Miss investigate and discover the problem, it is better to take action first and let him come directly to the cathedral so that everyone can be "frank and open".
After all, if Miss discovered the problem himself, there would definitely be a conflict between them.
It had come to the last moment, and Michelle did not dare to conflict with him easily.
The Demon King is much stronger than the average LV7.
If a fight really breaks out, he will be no match at all.
If you call for help, the servants' affairs will also be exposed.
If Miss makes a desperate attempt, no one can predict what the outcome will be.
Michelle didn't dare take the risk.
He believed that he only needed to make up a good story about Licia to deceive Miss.
This false story doesn't need to be supported for too long, because there is not much time left before the demon world is fully opened.
The thousand-year bet between Tartarus and Avervanxon will soon reach its deadline.
By then, if Tartarus wins the bet, the scattered magic powers will be combined into one, and Miss will naturally not pose any threat.
Even if the bet is lost, Tartarus will directly take over the body and revive with the help of Miss, the ending will be the same.
So no matter what, Miss has no chance of turning things around.
Michelle is not in a hurry at all. If she just drags it out slowly, she will win.
Seeing that Michelle and Miss were chatting so happily, and Michelle was so weak.
Marknik was distraught.
If someone from the 89th floor really returned to the outside world, his identity as a fake swordsman might be exposed.
By then, the Sword Master will become a clown, and the prestige he has accumulated over the years will be gone.
"Your Excellency Archbishop, they know too much and will be a threat to the church. We must not let any of them leave!"
At this time, Fico and Rand supported each other and limped over from the portal.
"Which floor are we on? There are so many people."
"It's a large force, we are saved..."
The two people who had just arrived near the crowd had not even stood firmly when they saw an incredible scene.
Fico and Rand were both shocked and looked carefully at every face and every armband nearby.
"【Nameless】? A-level guild? Then these two are..."
"Vice President Flesman, Sword Saint Sosk, and Sword Saint Marknick are also here. We met three Level 6s in one day?"
"Even the Magician Guild of Team 3 of Fruit Wine is here, oh my god!"
"Hey, hey, hey, look around you first. S-level, the armband of an S-level guild is [Higanbana], the guild of the brave hero!"
The two people were overwhelmed by the sight and didn't know which to be surprised first.
They followed Miss and Petra all the way, simply to survive.
I thought that as long as I could come across a large group of people, I would definitely survive if I joined them.
But now it seems that they have indeed caught up with the main force, and are the first echelon with the highest level of exploration in the entire dungeon.
"My Goddess, how many floors have we reached?"
"It must be more than 80 floors. We have caught up with the first echelon in just a few days. We are running too fast."
The two noisy guys kept chattering away, as if they weren't tired at all.
No one paid any attention to Fico and Rand. Almost everyone's eyes were focused on Miss and Michel.
Only Michelle himself noticed these two people, and he had noticed them since the two people just entered the 89th floor.
After all, he was the one who commissioned those two to pretend to be heroes at the entrance of the dungeon.
"Fortunately, the clone deliberately changed his face when meeting them..." Michelle breathed a sigh of relief.
If he was recognized by Fico and Rand at this time, he would definitely be suspected by Miss.
The Archbishop instigated adventurers to pretend to be heroes.
Who would believe me if I said there was no purpose at all and it was just for fun?
Ordinary people would not believe such a thing, let alone Miss.
Marknik was very frightened when he saw that the archbishop was reluctant to take action.
He no longer cared about anything else and just wanted to ask the archbishop to kill all the people who knew about it.
Even if I have to die, I will die as a sword master.
"My Lord Archbishop, please, kill them all. If they take my affairs out of the dungeon, I will be finished!"
Finally, Michelle still hadn't said anything, and Missy couldn't listen any longer.
He raised his arm high and swung it down heavily in front of everyone.
After a crisp sound, Marknick was stunned.
Petra was confused, and so were Fico and Rand.
"Mr. Black?"
"Hey, hey, hey, am I seeing things right... Did that supporter slap the sword master?"
"That's Level 6, Sword Master, a man standing at the top of this world. Doesn't he want to die?"
Fico and Rand looked at the people around them and found that no one was surprised by this except them.
"What exactly is the identity of the supporter?"