Elf Archer of Life in Another World

When Song Qing returned to Jingzhao Yin Mansion, someone was already waiting for him under the corridor of the mansion.

Song Qing stepped into the corridor with a smile, looked up at the moonlight tonight, and used the moment when she turned her head to glance at the location of the study with her peripheral vision.

One on the left and one on the right, two flashes of metal slid across his cornea, which seemed to be the light of a knife. The black shadows behind the light of the knife should be the guards in his house.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight." Song Qing looked at Helen and said in a good mood.

The moonlight is clear, the beauty is graceful, and the blond hair that is as dazzling as the sun in the day is also dyed by the luster of the silver moon.

"Is that why Mr. Songqing is interested in walking with the beauty under the moon?" Helen's words were somewhat joking, obviously the tone she would have when talking to an acquaintance.

"It's a pity, but now I realize that the moonlight tonight is actually very good." After casually waving his hand, Song Qing walked along the corridor towards the small garden in the mansion, hands behind his back.

When Song Qing turned around, Helen turned her head and looked in the opposite direction of the small garden. The two guards in front of the horizontal sword seemed to be still standing at the door of the study. She didn't know whether they didn't see the owner of the mansion, or whether they saw it but still stood there.

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"If Lord Songqing says that, I won't be able to ask the next question easily."

Helen slightly widened her steps, but she caught up with Song Qing's footsteps in two steps. It seemed that she started at the same time as him, but she was always a little behind due to the lightness and softness of women.

"Such a good atmosphere, doesn't it seem appropriate to use it to raise an army to punish someone?" Song Qing straightened the official hat on his head and looked at his own shadow on the corridor floor with satisfaction.

"I don't dare to ask you about my fault. I can only stand in the corridor at night thanks to my pretty face."

Just the right amount of complaint, just the right amount of complacency, and just the right amount of self-deprecation, Helen's words successfully made Song Qing smile again.

If she was always with that little girl who was like a blank slate, Song Qing felt that her brain would definitely deteriorate.

Could it be that...his brain has been affected? Otherwise, why would he suddenly spend energy on a certain little girl? The point is, let him spend energy too.

No, is it because you are with three feet of water every day, haven’t you developed immunity yet? Or is it that the three feet of water plus every year triggers a superimposed weakening effect on IQ?

"After all, the housekeepers and guards in the mansion are all NPCs. I don't know how rigid it is to invite you to sit in the flower hall or pavilion."

Helen smiled and said nothing. She didn't know how dull and intelligent ordinary NPCs were.

Both of them stopped talking. Helen was still considering the appropriateness of the next question, while Song Qing thought of the guards in the imperial city who were bribed by him.

Of course, there will not only be a few guards in the imperial city, but he doesn't need to spend a lot of money. He just needs to find the right ones, the key ones, and ensure that there is a slight time difference in the transfer of guards during the occasional rotation.

Already.

From the palace gate to the inner city, there are five squads of guards. When Song and Qing walked through the palace gate that was "negligently" unlocked, there was a moment of blank space between the two groups of this squad. At this time, the other four squads

The guards are still at their posts conscientiously.

But when they passed by the second, third, fourth and fifth shifts of guards, there happened to be a moment of blank space between these shifts of guards.

The guards of the imperial city are still impregnable. Unless someone like him can accurately find the right time to enter and calculate the pace accurately, they can quietly walk into the inner city.

But it was only possible to enter the inner city, and Song Qing did not dare to contact the guards in the open.

To put it in terms commonly used in other games, Song Qing is not friendly enough with the guards. As to whether it is because he does not have enough prestige or because he has not found the right way to contact them, there is still a question.

Song Qing also knows very well how intelligent and dull these NPCs in the game are.

But if this is not the case, how can it be called playing a game? A game that can only follow the rules of the game on the surface, with no degree of freedom and imagination, can only be called being played by a game, right?

Thinking of the pile of things in his study, Song Qing became more and more satisfied with his level of playing games.

But at the same time, he also thought of the guard at the door of his study.

I should have gone over just now to take a look, at least to see who the two people were.

"I think," Helen broke the silence and looked at Song Qing with understanding and helplessness in her eyes, "You are also entrusted by others and are loyal to others, right?"

"It's almost the same, except that the word "loyalty" doesn't suit me very well." Song Qing shrugged.

"I think Master Songqing is a very worthy friend." Helen smiled.

"It's an honor to be worthy of your friendship, which shows that I can still be trusted."

It's just that compared to trusting others, I prefer others to trust me.

Song Qing added silently in his heart.

Most people who are not familiar with Song Qing will think that he is very enthusiastic, and he usually has a smiling face in front of others, and he seems to be a very trustworthy and trustworthy person.

Those who are familiar with him will also say that Song Qing is indeed a trustworthy person, but at the same time, you'd better not expect him to trust you. Furthermore, you should not expect him to do things according to your ideas.

So many times, Shi Sui will only tell Song Qing what kind of result he needs, how to achieve it specifically, and whether there will be any additional effects when achieving this result, which are all beside the point.

"If we can't even trust you, won't our mercenary group really have to lose everything when we come to China this time?" Helen's words became more self-deprecating.

Song Qing suddenly became tired of her constant temptations. Although these temptations could be easily dismissed with the word "muddleheaded", pretending to be confused should only be done to people who understand.

They have known each other for a short period of time, so why has this woman still not figured out his personality? Or, even though she has figured it out, she still wants to pretend not to know?

"I know you want to gain a foothold here, and I also said that I can help you achieve this. As for today's matter, although I am a little embarrassed to disrupt your elegance, it has nothing to do with the promise I made."

Song Qing yawned, rubbed her eyes, and said impatiently.

Helen was startled, but she didn't expect Song Qing to suddenly directly point out her temptation, but after being startled, she said with concern:

"You must be tired. It seems that you have been online for a long time."

Song Qing nodded, and the two of them walked towards the moon gate on the other side.

"I don't mean to disbelieve you. If it were not inconvenient to publicize, I believe all of us would be grateful to you. After all, it was you who secured for us the convenience of collectively signing up to participate in world missions."

To register for a caravan, local Chinese players have to quit their guild, but Western players can register as a mercenary group as long as the number of people in the group does not exceed fifteen.

This is why she would take out her ugly mercenary badge every year.

Helen's words were thoughtful and sincere, but Song Qing just wanted to roll her eyes.

For no other reason than this woman cannot understand human speech.

Could it be that "single stupidity" is contagious through the air?

Fortunately, the other "single stupid" person is kinder.

Song Qing sent Helen away politely, turned around and walked towards the study with bright eyes, where there were things that truly reflected his wisdom.

What he didn't know was that someone was already waiting for him in the study.

"The important thing is not my life or death, but whose hands I die in."

"So what if you die by my hands?"

"First, you do not belong to any sect here; second, you are a foreign Westerner; third, the elves here are equal to the monsters."

"Last point, thanks to the commotion you made in Bagua City a few days ago, many people know that you have a good relationship with the core figures of Xingtianxia and Tiangongfang."