The Great Thief of Online Games

If it weren't for his strong psychological quality, Lu Li really doesn't know if he would have the courage to complete this task.

However, Lu Li did not follow the rules as suggested in that article. Instead, he listed an NPC that was supposed to die a few months later as a target to kill the first time.

Standing in front of Garvey Claythorne again, Lu Li calmly took out a handful of military cards, showing no sign of the fear or excitement of having just experienced a killing.

"Oh, Elf, your strength is beyond my expectation," Garvey Claythorne took Lu Li's mission item and rubbed it with a complicated expression. There was no trace of joy after the death of the enemy on his face.

"I would like to ask, after a while, will the person who refreshed after a while... be the same person written on the sign?" Lu Li asked in a low voice. He didn't know if there was anything wrong with his wording when he said refresh to an NPC.

Not knowing how the system handled it, Garvey Claythorne understood what Lu Li meant and replied without thinking: "Of course it's not this person. He is already dead, and he can never be resurrected after death."

"I would like to ask again, do you know any of the people on the sign?" Lu Li smiled maliciously, "There is a sign that impressed me the most. It says: I don't want to die, I want to touch Touch your face, Lisa.”

"What?" Garvey Claythorne's expression changed drastically.

His hands trembled, and ten military cards were scattered on the ground. He looked through them one by one with trembling hands, and finally found the one he was familiar with.

Ivan O'Farris

Military Rank: Second Lieutenant of the Ninth Legion

Birthplace: Wild West

The last row of small words: I don’t want to die, I want to touch your face, Lisa.

"Ivan..." In just a moment, Garvey Claythorne's whole body collapsed. He was already on the verge of death, but now he seemed to be more than ten years older. If his chest wasn't still heaving, There is no difference between being real and dead.

He couldn't help but think about Ivan O'Farris, the friend who had grown up with him over and over again.

They once fished in the river together, chased rabbits in the wilderness together, and lurked in the wheat fields on bright moonlit nights, trying to use traps to kill the wild boars that trampled the crops, and were finally chased by the angry wild boars.

The girl he liked was called Lisa. On the day he enlisted in the army, he engraved Lisa's name on his military badge.

Ivan O'Farris, that was his brother, but now he died because of him.

The article Lu Li read in his previous life explained this task in detail.

Garvey Claythorne's heart was filled with hatred, and he issued a mission to players, asking them to kill the soldiers on Sentinel Ridge.

Because the mission rewards are warrior damage reduction skills, there are many people who complete the mission, and this mission is also very famous among players.

What really made this mission a household name was the ending.

It seems that people always like similar stories: justice and evil, revenge and choice.

Every story has an ending. There are no real regular tasks in Dawn. Any task will have an ending as long as it is triggered in the right direction.

When he saw the military card of his good brother Ivan O'Farris, Garvey Claythorne's mission came to an end.

Only then did he begin to face up to what he had done, and the belief he had always insisted on collapsed.

Garvey Claythorne had reason to take revenge, but he blindly expanded the scope of his hatred, and justice and evil were blurred in his heart.

In other words, only by constantly seeking revenge can he find a reason to live.

"Please forgive me," Lu Li bent down, feeling a little sympathetic and a little happy.

This pleasure was especially strong when he thought of those confused eyes. Although the situation in Westfall has gotten out of control and Sentinel Ridge has become increasingly meaningless, not all soldiers deserve to die.

"Elf, you did a good job!" Garvey Claythorne raised his head, his eyes were somewhat fierce.

"Dear warrior, please don't let your glory be shamed," Lu Li said very calmly. As a reborn person, he knew how to deal with NPCs.

Sure enough, Garvey Claythorne's newly ignited eyes dimmed again. He slowly stroked his chest and made a military salute, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I was blinded by hatred. Eyes, it’s time to end.”

"You are a respectable warrior," Lu Li said.

If he had a choice, Lu Li would also like to have another ending.

But he couldn't think of any other way to end this tragedy. You know, Garvey Claythorne's mission was very popular. Sentinel Ridge became a bloody place, and thousands of soldiers were assassinated by players.

"This is your mission reward. It's something I learned in the army. Although you may not use it, you might be able to give it to a friend. You must have friends, just like Ivan and I..." Jia Wei Claythorne handed over a book, and the system prompted Lu Li to complete the task.

Lu Li didn't want to stay here any longer, so he said thank you and planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Garvey Claythorne stopped him again: "Elf, I plan to go to the front line. I should die there."

"Oh, that's the destination of warriors," Lu Li didn't understand why he stopped him. Wasn't the mission over?

"I'm not afraid of death, that would be my relief, but there are some things I'm not willing to accept." Garvey Claythorne looked at Lu Li pleadingly, "For the sake of Archmage Medivh, can you help me complete a mission?" Do you wish?"

Medivh is a human, but he once led the coalition to defeat Archimonde and protected Nordrassil, the world tree of the night elves. Even the arrogant elves must respect him.

Task?

Lu Li paused for a moment, turned around and said, "Of course, I'll be happy to help you."

Missions also meant rewards. This was an unbreakable truth in any game. Lu Li could not find any reason to refuse.

"I was born in a blacksmith family. My grandfather learned exquisite skills from Ironforge. Even the masters in Ironforge thought that my grandfather was an outstanding blacksmith..." Garvey Clay Thorne seems to have the potential to be a bit of a talker, and always likes to add some trivial details to his stories.

"It's a pity that I can't appreciate his old man's charm," Lu Li sighed hypocritically. The whole family of the person in front of me was killed by the rebels, and his grandfather was naturally not spared. He really didn't know why he was telling himself this.

"My father is also an excellent blacksmith. No one in the entire Western Wilderness does not know his reputation. Even the nobles of Stormwind City often send people to ask him to make weapons," Garvey Claythorne said fondly: "They I originally hoped that I would become a blacksmith and live a stable life."

Lu Li was indifferent and couldn't answer the question.

"I don't want to be a blacksmith because I like fighting," Garvey Claythorne's eyes lit up, and soon became filled with sadness again, "The Claythorne family's skills cannot be lost. Elf, are you willing to help me?" Pass it on?"

PS: Thanks to Ziyue Youlin, Feathers Like Lacquer, Qing丨 Beast, and Strong Tea for their tips, as well as fgdgkjuj, Sky Crack, Time Flies, Miaomang Yeyue, "Piaoyaozi", and several other readers. monthly pass.