Quadruple split

Ask Sancho himself…

Ask Sancho himself? ? ?

Futaba mechanically followed the book spirit's gaze and slowly turned her head. A pair of beautiful big eyes looked blankly at Frank Hughes, who had a stern expression. After being stunned for a while, her lips opened slightly and she let out a clear and sweet sound. ——

"Clam?"

"Ah this..."

Mo Tan touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment and nodded slightly to the girl in front of him, whose expression management was gradually losing control and her pretty face was slowly distorting: "I didn't expect that Rose Georgia to be you Futaba at first."

"So you are really in the same dungeon with me!?"

Futaba rushed in front of Mo Tan, grabbed the latter's collar with a ferocious expression, and shouted angrily: "You are still playing the role of San Qiao?"

Mo Tan raised his hands with a wry smile, and at the same time leaned down considerately, so that the other party did not have to tiptoe when glaring at him, and said helplessly: "Let's not talk about what 'copy' means. Listen to what you and Mr. Shuling just said, Shuangye Yes, I seemed to be in the same place as you before, um, Baiying City in the Georgia Territory."

"How is this going?"

Futaba clutched Mo Tan's collar and turned to glare at Shu Ling: "Why are this guy and I in the same story!"

Shu Ling blinked and asked expressionlessly: "Did I say that you two wouldn't be sent into a story?"

Futaba: "...Nima."

Obviously, Shu Ling didn't say anything like this. In other words, it was completely normal for her to enter the same school as Frank Hughes in front of her.

That is to say——

"Frank and I became the protagonists of this story called [Sunset] at the same time."

The girl narrowed her eyes and said through gritted teeth: "And I still lost?!"

Shu Ling immediately shook his head and corrected: "That's not the case, Ms. Futaba. Judging from the results, you and Mr. Frank both did what 'Rose Georgia' and 'San Joe' were supposed to do. Not only that. , what you did is much better than those two [prototypes], so there is no such thing as winning or losing, or... you both won."

"I'm better than Sancho in history."

Mo Tan showed a soft smile to Futaba and smiled: "And Futaba, you are better than Rose Georgia in history. This is probably what Mr. Shu Ling wants to say."

Futaba snorted, angrily let go of the other party's collar, and asked angrily: "So, what is the 'goal' that Shu Ling told you?"

"Escape from Baiying City safely."

Mo Tan directly ignored the first completion condition of the mission just now and directly calculated it on his own? ? ? The content was told, and then he scratched his hair in embarrassment and said with a smile: "But unlike Miss Futaba, I should have taken advantage of it more or less in this story, otherwise at that time, It will definitely be difficult to fly under the battle."

Futaba frowned and asked suspiciously: "Which formation was that? Which formation?"

"As far as I know, the historical Rose Georgia did not use any force other than the Guards."

While adjusting her collar, Mo Tan said briskly: "It is precisely because of this that she misjudged the strength of Baghdad Alphonse and was unable to kill the Brilliant City group headed by San Joe on the spot. , but let them break out of the city, but if I read it correctly, Futaba, you should have mobilized the entire city's defense force just now, and in that case, there is absolutely no way that I would be like Sang in history. · Joe ran away like that."

Futaba looked at her coldly and said angrily: "But you still ran away."

"Yes, because I had read about this story before. Fortunately, because I resonated with Angus Georgia, I read it quite seriously at the time."

Mo Tan smiled, with a harmless look on his face: "So after being told by Mr. Shu Ling that I was 'San Qiao' and the place name 'Bai Ying City', I quickly recalled the content, and then started working on it. Protect yourself.”

Futaba wrinkled her nose and looked at him gloomily: "You...how did you do it specifically?"

"I briefly exchanged feelings with my guards and found the substitute who was supposed to die in the Fairy Wilderness."

Mo Tan shrugged and said briskly: "This is not difficult, because that young man is quite similar to me in both age and appearance."

Futaba stretched out his middle finger and pushed up his glasses, and continued to ask: "What next?"

"Then I asked him to put on San Joe's clothes, gave a few simple instructions and left the hotel in the name of Mr. Stand-in."

Mo Tan told the truth very sincerely, and his attitude was so good that he could tell everything he knew. "Then I went to find a house across the street, stole a few clothes, and simply changed my clothes."

Shuangye Liu frowned slightly, raised his hand and interrupted: "Wait a minute, you said you changed your disguise, but those losers of mine told me that everyone in the Brilliant City, including San Qiao, was arrested. , a lot'!"

"That's right. After all, after staying in the Georgia Territory for so long, the number of people and the like are no longer secrets."

Mo Tan touched the tip of his nose and smiled sheepishly: "I also considered this, so before I changed my clothes, I killed a healthy-looking man and put Mr. Substitute's guard uniform on him. "

Futaba was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly widened: "What did you say?!"

"I killed a relatively healthy man and dressed him in the clothes of Sancho's chamberlain."

Mo Tan repeated it obediently and explained: "Moreover, we also destroyed the body a second time on the basis of the original body. We tried our best to disguise him so that even if he was discovered, he would immediately think of 'this person is fighting. He was fatally injured, barely escaped from the scene, and finally died somewhere. Then he simply arranged the scene and left..."

"Wait a moment!"

Shuangye raised his hand to interrupt Mo Tan, staring at the latter intently: "You killed someone!"

"Yes, after all, the problem of numbers is not easy to solve. If the other party feels that the corpse is not suitable, the possibility of causing complications is too great."

Mo Tan nodded vigorously and smiled reservedly: "I discovered a very interesting thing, that is, in the story of Mr. Shuling, as San Qiao, I am much stronger than Frank Hugh in terms of physical fitness. Si, although he is probably not a strong man, he can still kill an ordinary person in a sneak attack. To be honest, if I had my own physical fitness, I would have to go to those old people or young people. , in which case the risk would be too great.”

Futaba fell silent, and she just stared at Frank Hughes's gentle and gentle eyes. After a while, she said in a deep voice: "You killed someone, Frank Hughes, and you seemed to be very skilled in killing him." .”

"Uh... Actually, I haven't killed anyone, because that's not a skill that a bard should master, not to mention my talent in combat is terrible."

Mo Tan shook his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "But I am not myself in the story, but the young master of the Brilliant City, 'San Joe'."

Futaba took a deep breath and looked at the man she didn't know very well with an uncertain expression, and now he seemed to be shrouded in a fog: "So? You want to tell me the man Diana chose?" Is he a madman who can take lives wantonly as long as he has the conditions to commit a crime?"

"No one should take life wantonly."

There was still a polite and decent smile on his lips, and there was no distracting thought in Frank Hughes's clear black eyes: "But everyone also has the right to fight for survival. I hate the despicable behavior of innocently depriving lives. I would never do it myself, but I don't mind taking someone else's life under certain circumstances, but there must be a reason."

"reason?"

Futaba raised her eyebrows, but her expression gradually softened: "For example?"

"For example, if I learn that someone wants to harm Diana for some reason, then, as long as I can do it, I will kill that person without hesitation, no matter how despicable the method is."

Mo Tan gave an example without thinking, and then scratched his cheek with a smile: "Although this kind of thing is almost impossible to happen in reality, after all, people like me probably can't do anything about things that can threaten Diana. Settled."

"Ha, although I didn't think you were a saint in the first place, I am quite happy to hear your words with my own ears."

The girl's lips raised slightly, and her gaze towards Mo Tan was unexpectedly mixed with a hint of approval: "That's why when you were San Qiao..."

"Yes, although I prefer Angus Georgia Lord to Sancho and his father who is willing to do everything for the Sun Dynasty, but since the person I play is the former, then I can only do something At least from Sancho’s point of view, it’s reasonable and logical.”

Mo Tan nodded and continued to talk about what he did when he was 'San Joe': "After that, I shaved my hair with a stolen knife and tried hard to turn myself into a poor man living a poor life. Sitting on the street, to be honest, this is not a good choice. After all, under the governance of Angus, Baiying City, which is the center of the Georgia Territory, has become quite prosperous. But even so, that was what San Joe could do at the time. The best option is that he has to understand the situation.”

"Haha, so you pretend to be a homeless man while witnessing with your own eyes the encirclement and suppression of the Brilliant City group by my henchmen..."

Futaba clapped her hands gently, and her pretty little face not only showed no signs of depression, but was even filled with a little joy: "In the end, I...that is, 'Rose Georgia' thought that it was done, and then lifted the restrictions on Baiying City. A graceful escape from lockdown?”

Mo Tan smiled modestly: "That's probably the case."

"Wonderful, very wonderful."

Futaba licked the corner of her mouth and laughed too: "Although you are not only defeated, but also ruined my girl's good deeds, I still want to praise you."

Mo Tan leaned forward slightly, raised his right hand and pressed it on his chest: "It's a great honor to be praised."

"Ah."

After sneering, Futaba turned his attention to the book spirit next to him again and asked: "Who, if based on the standard I just mentioned, how many points can Frank's performance in the story just get?"

Shu Ling turned to Mo Tan and said under the latter's curious gaze: "About one hundred and thirty."

[Tsk, this guy’s level of completion is even higher than mine. 】

Futaba curled her lips, sat lazily on the chair behind her, crossed her legs and asked casually: "By the way, in the story just now, how far should I go to get a full score of 200 points?"

"Kill the real Sancho."

Shu Ling gave an expected answer and said calmly: "Besides, Ms. Futaba, who did not let the Brilliant City's envoys leave Baiying City and successfully annihilated everyone, has done your best. ,"

Futaba laughed dryly and did not show any hostility towards Frank Hughes who had theoretically interfered with his affairs. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and began to review the story as if he was sleeping.

The purpose is simple, that is, do you have the chance to achieve your goal perfectly when 'San Joe' makes the above move?

Mo Tan, on the other hand, after Shuangye put on a "don't bother me" expression, wisely did not come forward to disturb her, but asked Shu Ling like the latter: "So, Mr. Shu Ling, what about For the 'Sancho' I just played, what is the best level of performance?"

"If it is based on the standards given by Ms. Futaba before..."

Shu Ling glanced at Mo Tan and said calmly: "First of all, San Qiao, the young lord of Brilliant City, needs to escape from Baiying City without any injuries. Under this premise, at least 80% of his guards must survive, and... …Kill Rose Georgia.”

Mo Tan subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Futaba, who had just finished the 'review', and said in shock: "Kill Rose Georgia? How is this possible?"

"Of course it's possible."

Futaba rubbed his forehead a little tiredly and hummed softly: "Whether it's the San Joe you play who kills Qiangwei, or the Qiangwei I play who kills San Qiao, it's not an impossible task in theory, it's just that there are some It’s just too harsh.”

She stood up, weakly walked to Shu Ling, sneered twice with a slumped face: "You're so cruel."

Shuling said unhurriedly: "I have never asked you two to achieve that level. Those 'perfect' conditions just now are only the result of considering your requirements, Ms. Futaba."

"I know, I know."

As if she was really tired, Futaba waved her hands gently, then turned angrily and glanced at Frank Hughes, who had been a little restless since just now: "Why, are you in a hurry to go back?"

The latter nodded without hesitation: "Well, I don't want to let..."

"I don't want Diana to worry, I know."

He interrupted the other party impatiently, rolled his eyes, and waved his hand: "Let's go~"

Then he ignored the hesitant book spirit and dragged Frank Hughes out of this impression space that was hard to find for ordinary people.

His eyes shone with anticipation.

Chapter 1,175: End