Quadruple split

Holy Calendar Year 9571, Scarlet Moon, Prayer Day 9

Game time PM14:27

Academy City Central District, Danu Military Academy [War League] competition scene

Accompanied by bursts of ghostly cries and howls from all directions, two lines of powerful characters suddenly appeared on the No. 1 broadcast screen——

[Tianhui Seminary] Sixth-year student, Richard Lane, defeated, the combat goal was completely failed, the remaining troops under his command: 11.5%

[Dreamland Theocracy Delegation] Ramolok, won, the combat goal was not achieved, the remaining troops under his command: 18.7%

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"Ha~"

Richard, who was sweating profusely, swayed and fell back on the chair as if he was exhausted, breathing heavily, while the staff officer standing next to him was slumped on the ground without any image, sweating like a It's like being fished out of the water.

"This is just a lie..."

In the last ten minutes, the staff officer, who had taken on almost all the details for Richard and produced no less than twenty auxiliary command cards alone, gritted his teeth and hammered the floor, saying angrily: "If this kind of thing didn't happen on the deduction platform, Go up, if it were on a real battlefield, there would be no way that guy could trick people into coming and kill us so smoothly! He would have been torn to pieces by his comrades before we were beaten through the position!"

Richard raised his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and then threw a handkerchief to his friend, and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, I don't believe you didn't see it, that Priest Lamorlock The biggest reason why he fights like this is that this is a 'deduction stage' rather than a 'real battlefield'. If it were real...heh, he wouldn't fight like this."

"That's why I said he was cheating!"

The staff officer clapped his knees angrily and shouted: "What's the point of winning by taking advantage of loopholes! Damn it, did he really not cheat? We tried so many tricks, but none of them worked!"

Richard pressed his knees hard, stood up amidst a sense of separation, and forced a smile despite the dizziness of his mind: "I'm not cheating. If nothing else, it's just those things that are useless to the deduction platform." As a person who often goes to the military academy for internship, I should know better than Lamorlock about the loopholes to avoid. Do you think I took advantage of the loopholes?"

"Haha, you are so righteous."

"Fart, I don't have the brain!"

Richard kicked his partner who was lying on the ground and tugged at the corner of his mouth: "To be honest, although I can't say that I am completely convinced, I don't think we lost unjustly. Let's go."

After saying that, he walked towards the central area where the core components of the sand table were located.

"Okay, okay, if you say it's not unfair, it's not unfair. Alas, I feel quite aggrieved anyway... Ouch!"

The staff officer shook his head and stood up and followed Richard out. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly braked hard and almost hit him.

The staff officer was about to complain when he suddenly noticed a familiar-looking figure wearing a silver windbreaker walking briskly towards the stage with a clean smile on his face that made people feel like they were bathing in spring breeze.

Who is here?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, he heard Richard in front of him murmur in a slightly trembling voice——

"Lamo... Locke?"

Lamorlock?

Damn it Lamorlock! ?

The staff officer was stunned for a moment at first, and then he was completely stunned. He stared blankly at the man who had walked to the main sand table and stood in front of the main sand table. He had a pair of slender phoenix eyes and seemed to be smiling all the time. He reacted sufficiently. It took five seconds to finally recognize the reality.

Isn’t this Lamorlock!

No matter how you look at it, it’s Lamorlock!

But the question is, why did Lamorlock come from the direction of the player area instead of coming out of the opposite room?

For a moment, the staff officer's thoughts fell into chaos, but under the chaos, he had actually vaguely perceived the truth, a terrifying truth that was both frightening and terrifying!

He still remembered the information he told Richard before, that is, in the tenth minute after the game started, when he went out to enter the command cards, he saw the staff officer opposite holding two large stacks of command cards and standing blankly on the main sand table. forward.

At that time, neither of them paid too much attention. After all, it was during the game, and they might have come out to change it just because there was something wrong with the official command card. Even if it was for other reasons, Richard and Li Cha, who were busy reinforcing their positions at the time, The staff fellows also had no time to care.

However, at this moment, Lamorlock, who had obviously walked here from the player bench, had already solved the mystery with practical actions.

A mystery that makes people shudder just thinking about it.

"Mr. Lamorlock..."

Richard, whose face turned pale at some point, stiffly tugged at the corner of his mouth, took Lamorlock's right hand that he stretched out to him, and said in a dry voice: "Thank you for your advice, I am convinced..."

"hehe."

Lamorlock just smiled, then turned to Kaluz Weber who looked like he had seen a ghost and asked: "I'm sorry, Mr. Referee, if it's convenient, I can borrow a few minutes to be alone with Mr. Richard." Want to chat?"

Obviously, Lamorlock knew very well that it would take the two referees at least five minutes to complete operations such as 'erasing the command card', 'storing the video', and 'resetting the magic sandbox', so he made such a request.

Carruz turned his head and glanced at Teresa, and when he found that the latter was looking at the instruction cards attentively, he immediately gave up hope for her, and then nodded on his own initiative: "Of course, Ramo Locke is the officiant, but please don’t wait too long, there are still contestants to compete later.”

"Of course, thank you very much for your consideration."

Lamorlock smiled, then nodded to Richard, who looked a little lost, and motioned for the latter to follow him to the command room opposite.

"Richard..."

The staff officer who had been glaring at Lamorlock since just now pulled Richard, obviously not wanting him to really have a 'heart-to-heart' with Lamorlock, for no other reason... If the game just now was really what he thought, Then the insult contained in it is really too strong.

"fine."

Richard shook his head, raised his hand to stop his friend, and then followed Lamorlock into the command room where the latter probably only stayed for less than ten minutes.

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"So……"

After closing the door and confirming that the soundproof barrier was still operating smoothly, Lamorlock sighed softly and bowed slightly to Richard: "I'm sorry, Sir Richard Lane."

"ah!"

Richard, who had never expected such a development, exclaimed, quickly supported Lamorlock, and said in surprise: "What are you doing..."

"I just want to apologize to you."

Lamorlock no longer stubbornly played the ninety-degree bow. He just shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I think you have guessed that I left the table as early as the tenth minute after the game started. , all subsequent developments were completed by my staff member who entered the command card at a specific rhythm and at high frequency according to my instructions."

Richard nodded and smiled dejectedly: "Indeed... although I only guessed it when I saw you just now."

"Although from my position, I am not qualified to say such things."

Lamorlock sat on his command seat and looked at Richard with his clear black eyes: "But losing in such a way, especially losing to my pre-designed instructions in full view of the public, It must not be something that can be easily let go of.”

Richard, who was really a little depressed at first, was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed with relief and sat down on the staff table next to Lamorlock: "Yeah, I just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. It’s really embarrassing.”

"Yes, that's why I apologize to you, Mr. Richard. You and I are both clergymen, and I have caused you such a huge loss of face. I would really feel uneasy if I didn't explain clearly."

Lamorlock smiled, then leaned forward slightly and patted Richard on the shoulder sincerely: "I hope you can believe that I did not do this to humiliate you. The reason why I made this move was actually because There are some unspeakable secrets..."

Richard also laughed: "Although I am also curious about the reason, since you have already said it is an 'unspeakable secret', it must not be something that is more convenient to reveal. By the way, I believe in your explanation, Priest Lamorlock , because you actually don’t need to explain to me.”

"It would be great."

Lamorlock looked relieved, and then said briskly: "But if you are willing to keep it a secret, Mr. Richard, I don't mind telling you the specific content of the 'unspeakable secret'. After all, you can be considered indirect." Victim."

Richard looked at Lamorlock with some surprise. He was silent for half a minute before slowly nodding his head and saying, "I would like to hear the details."

"the reason is simple."

Lamorlock was also happy, and immediately said the truth: "I am just provoking the Black Vatican Priest of your sect, so no matter who my opponent is in this game, I will do this. I have absolutely no intention of targeting you."

"Black...Hei Fan?!"

Richard was shocked at that time and said in astonishment: "Provoking him? Why?!"

"Because I'm worried...I'm worried that Heifan won't do his best when facing me."

Lamorlock sighed and shrugged: "That's why I will use his best fighting style to compete with you, hoping to make him a little more serious."

Richard's eyes were about to pop out at this moment: "Hei Fan's best fighting style... Mr. Lamorlock, what are you talking about..."

"Eh?"

Lamorlock also widened his eyes and asked curiously: "Don't you know that the actual commander of the battle in Sumir some time ago was Hei Fan?"

Richard: (O_O)

Lamorlock continued to be curious: "Aren't you all members of the Dawn Sect?"

Richard continues: (O_O)

"Uh, well, it seems you really don't know."

Lamorlock touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment and said with a smile: "In short, the only reason why I will participate in the [War League] is to compete with the Black Van Priest, but he seems... No, if Mr. Richard, you are If I didn't know about that, it wouldn't be like that. It should be said that he is too low-key and always gives me the illusion that even if we can be matched together, we will never play well."

"This...I...you..."

Richard opened his mouth, and after organizing his words for a while, he stuttered and said: "Priest Lamolock, do you think that Pastor Black Van is a commander on the same level as you?"

"Haha, the same level or something is really a bit too general."

Lamorlock waved his hand and smiled, and said briskly: "But I personally think that Pastor Black Van can arouse my desire to have a little game with him. This fact in itself can explain the problem."

Richard trembled unnoticeably, then looked down at his clasped hands, and murmured: "So, Priest Lamolock, in your opinion, the gap between me and Priest Black Van..."

"In order for him to fight me seriously, I decided to use his good style in the second round, and you, Mr. Richard, are my opponent in the second round."

Lamorlock rubbed the armrest lazily and said calmly: "And I didn't change my decision because of this."

"..."

Richard was silent. Although he knew that Lamorlock had said it tactfully, it still made him feel a sting.

And in this stinging pain, there was an inexplicable hint of relief.

"But I hope you won't belittle yourself, Mr. Richard."

Lamorlock stood up, patted Richard on the shoulder again, and said with a smile: "I will apologize to you for my reckless behavior, but it does not mean that I will also apologize to others for this matter."

Richard looked up at the other party in confusion: "I don't understand..."

"Then let's be clear. The reason why I'm willing to come over and have a chat with you is because I think you are an excellent commander and an excellent chess player. That's why I feel sorry for offending you. And Among all the players, there will never be more than five people who can get such a comment from me and Lamorlock.”

Lamorlock smiled reservedly and smiled: "To tell you the truth, Richard, you have done a good job in defense. In this regard, what you lack is not something that cannot be made up through hard work. Do you understand? "

"Then can I understand it as..."

Richard also laughed, stood up and shrugged at Lamorlock: "Have I won your respect with my strength?"

"Of course, you don't need to doubt that at all."

Lamorlock laughed loudly, then suddenly fell silent. After a while, he softly said: "I have the liberty to ask, Mr. Richard..."

"But it doesn't matter."

"If, I mean if, you want to achieve higher achievements in this field, or want to avoid some detours, would you consider coming to the Dream Kingdom and letting me give you some guidance or help?"

"what did you say!?"

"Please don't get me wrong, I didn't ask you to leave the Dawn Sect, I just thought... I might be able to provide an outstanding young man like you with a... good internship platform?"

"I do not understand."

"The southwest continent where the Theocracy is located will soon be in chaos. Among the internship positions I can offer you, the highest ones are... general and deputy chief of staff."

"..."

"Mr. Richard?"

"Are you kidding me, Priest Lamoroch?"

"Haha, otherwise, of course I'm joking~"

"Ha...haha...you are so funny."

"People often say this, so goodbye, let's discuss it again when we have the opportunity, Mr. Richard."

"Thank you, Priest Lamolock, I have benefited a lot."

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[I have benefited a lot, but... I would never want to... spar with you a second time...]

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Chapter 1,277: End