T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 380, 379. Elera Vie signs a contract of servitude?

After the Anah Rebellion ended, the border between the real and virtual worlds did not return to the Anah capital for a long time.

The most popular gameplay in Anna Royal Capital is undoubtedly the weekly "horse racing ticket" at the Royal Colosseum.

Players become bloodthirsty spectators, placing bets on dozens or even hundreds of matches offered by the official organizers.

Players who play for fun simply place small bets each week, as a way to test their luck.

Those who want to make a fortune overnight will spend a lot of time studying "strings".

The Tea God's betting record for that day has long been broken; the current Colosseum God of Gamblers is an unknown lone wolf player from Japan 11.

Those who have long focused on the boundaries between reality and illusion in dungeons have all heard about this player's incredible luck.

奇迹般的连中8场，包含1V1，2V2，3V3。

Ordinary people can only focus on a single fighting style to their limit, but his random mix-and-match strategy achieved an unprecedented eight consecutive wins, taking away 10 gold materials and a random gold-quality equipment forging book.

Upon returning to Anna, Mint led them to the Colosseum Hall.

It happened to be a day for betting at the Colosseum. Without studying the rules, she simply chose the most basic option of predicting the winner and casually placed a bet on the outcome.

"Luck is also a part of ability, and I want to give it a try."

Mint's words left everyone speechless.

What happens if you lose in a project that's full of psychological suggestion? Winning is fine, but what if you lose?
The jailer pulled the tea master aside: "Now, we can only rely on you."

"Huh? Me?" The Tea Master was dumbfounded.

She couldn't control the outcome of the games at the Colosseum and manipulate the results behind the scenes.

"Go secretly and buy a ticket, the same show as Mint's!"

Orange Tea's mouth was slightly open.

She understood; this was a metaphysical counteraction.

Mint didn't enter the arena; she simply squatted at the front desk, waiting for the match results.

Time ticked by, and the prize redemption announcement appeared on the magician's projection.

“Serial number 21… Serial number 21…”

Muttering to himself, he nervously searched for a betting target on the projection, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.

"Number 21... wins."

Mint let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes becoming even more resolute.

She left the arena in high spirits, skipping and hopping, humming a song. Only when she heard the rustling of the crowd behind her did she turn around curiously.

What are you discussing?

The jailer chuckled, "Of course, he's lamenting the Tea God, sob sob~~~~"

Orange Tea grabbed the jailer's mouth and corrected him, "I'm amazed at how lucky you are, Mint!"

Upon hearing this, Mint whistled cheerfully again.

After being glared at fiercely by everyone, the jailer scratched his head sheepishly.

French Fries leaned closer to Jiang Heyi and muttered something.

"Mint isn't afraid of Renee, but she's still quite nervous about the outcome of the challenge."

Taking a gamble is similar to drawing lots or asking for divination.

Confident Mint hesitated at this moment.

Because of their prominent role in the Anna Rebellion, the group from the border between the real and the virtual worlds were able to gain an audience with Emperor Kurion without any hindrance, simply by showing their faces.

Instead of going to the palace where formal meetings were held, he summoned her to the garden for rest.

Upon learning of the name of the boundary between the real and the virtual, the lion king's guards along the way all turned their heads and whispered among themselves.

"It's them, it really is them. The boundary between reality and illusion, sigh."

"To become a hero of the Fallen Star Siren as an alien."

"Last time they caused quite a stir, and countless nobles were stripped of their titles and punished by His Majesty, both openly and secretly."

"That's why he's a legendary figure. He's got a strong backbone. Those nobles were practically groveling before him, haha."

"Prince Sloan spoke highly of them."

"Not only Prince Sloan, but His Majesty also praised him highly in private."

"But I remember Lord Wick was secretly complaining about it..."

They proceeded directly into the inner palace, where His Majesty was led to the garden for his rest. Only His Majesty's closest guards knew how much His Majesty valued the boundaries between reality and illusion.

In the height of summer, amidst the sweltering heat, in the center of the garden, surrounded by a hundred flowers, Emperor Kurien lay supine on the surface of the water in a pool.

Beneath him was cool flowing water, while facing the blazing sun. The contrasting yet perfectly balanced sensations made him drowsy.

The sound of footsteps in the distance made him slightly open his eyes. Not far away, a mage dressed in black robes slowly got up from a recliner.

At his signal, the guards surrounding the area disappeared into the shadows.

The maid hurriedly stepped forward, wiped Kurien's body with a cloth, and offered him a loose, light black and gold robe.

When the boundary between reality and illusion appeared, Kurien was already radiant, no longer displaying his previous languid demeanor.

"It seems that the reward you reserved for me back then is due to take effect."

The moment Kurien saw Mint, he knew what had happened.

"Renée Grellian, she is the most outstanding member of the Grellian family in this generation. Not only is she unmatched in her time, but even the previous generation was impressed by her talent."

Kurien spoke softly and earnestly: "I hope you are truly ready. This battle will not only be witnessed by me, but also by the nobles of Anna and the elites of this continent."

"For Renee, failure is nothing more than a minor setback in her life. With the upbringing of the Grelian family, she will surely be remembered in the annals of magic."

"But for you..."

Kurien suddenly stopped, waving his hand impatiently, his eyes revealing the majesty of a lion.

The maids who were in sight trembled and hurriedly offered seats to the people from the boundary between reality and illusion, bringing them cold drinks and fruits to cool them down. A large umbrella cast just the right amount of shade, dispelling the heat from everyone's sweltering heat.

The cold, imposing aura of a lion came and went quickly. He sat down and gestured for the boundary between the real and the virtual to sit as well, before letting out a soft sigh and continuing to speak.

"When I bestowed the armor upon you last time, I said that in my youth I was also an excellent adventurer."

“I’ve seen many geniuses fade into obscurity, and this guy you call an old man,” Kurien said with a smirk, pointing at the black-robed mage, “he’s seen just as many as I have.”

"Leaving aside the fools who squander their talent by not working hard enough, what I regret most are those young people who run headlong into solid walls, fail repeatedly, and eventually become cowardly and find it hard to get rid of their inner demons."

"It's not that they aren't good enough, but because of a single misconception, they can't breathe properly, and thus they can't make any progress in their lives."

As everyone ate the chilled fruit, they unconsciously slowed down their chewing speed.

Kurien's words were filled with genuine concern for the younger generation.

It didn't come from an emperor, but more like... an adventurer still traveling.

Mint held the glass full of juice, staring blankly at him.

This act was almost blasphemous, but Kurien didn't care, his voice remaining gentle. "After you left, I learned more about Mint, your past."

A document was handed to Kurion by the black-robed mage.

"Born into a commoner family in the Southern Territory, he was a top student in the potion department of the Star Speaker Academy two years ago, and his innovation score in potion credits is the highest ever."

"Most of the teachers outside the Potions Department describe you as 'outstanding,' but your Potions Department tutor insists that you are 'utterly foolish and hopeless.'"

Zhong Zemo was so excited that he jumped up.

As a teacher, to take revenge on students out of personal grudges is an animalistic act!

“Wick, they might have misspoke when they called you an old man, but calling him…” Kurien tapped the document lightly and sneered, “I’m afraid I’ve gone too far.”

This was the first time the boundary between the virtual and real worlds had heard of the name of the "Old Things" monk.

Wick was quite a character; he also gave a cold laugh.

"I wonder if those of you who are on the boundary between reality and illusion could share some of your courage in criticizing me with Mint's former mentor."

Jiang Heyi said slowly and deliberately, "You're an old man, and he's an old man too, so what's the point of making such a big difference?"

"you!"

Kurien was drinking pear juice when he heard this and spat it all out.

"Only you guys, bearing the name of the Fallen Star Siren Hero, can ride on his face and call him an old man on the left and an old man on the right."

Kurien waved for the maid to leave and wiped his soiled robe himself.

"It's clear you guys hold grudges. Wick only said a few hurtful things to you back then, but you've been holding onto them ever since. So I hope that no matter how the competition ends, you won't let this mentor off the hook."

Jiang Heyi realized what was going on.

"His Majesty wants to deal with academic scoundrels, but doesn't want to get his hands dirty."

Kurien raised an eyebrow and chuckled: "The academic cliques are deeply entrenched, and it would be very troublesome for me to get involved."

French Fries clicked his tongue and said, "We are outsiders, and we have the Fallen Star Siren backing us up. We were in the wrong in the last incident, so we can act with impunity. It's perfectly reasonable for us to teach a school bully a lesson, and no one can object. Your Majesty is truly a master at using leverage."

“You help me, I’ll help you.” Kurien was very easygoing. “I am not your emperor, and you are not my subjects. If we are to be considered adventurers, then we are in a relationship between bounty hunters and employers. Of course, if you are willing to accept this relationship, it is not impossible to go further.”

Wick took a step forward in surprise, but was stopped by Kurien's raised hand, which had anticipated his move.

Even the jailer could hear the hidden meaning in Kurion's words.

It is hard to imagine that His Majesty the Emperor would show such strong goodwill.

“You can think about it some more; we’ve gone a bit off-topic.”

He patted the document and continued the original topic.

"I have reconstructed the record of your dispute with Renee based on the descriptions from various parties at the Star Speakers Academy."

"I won't comment too much on the specific details of the content, but I'm sure that Renee didn't have any real malice, at least not subjectively... she might just be acknowledging you in a very awkward way."

The woman in the blankets interjected, somewhat puzzled, "Your Majesty, are you turning a blind eye to what Renee did before? That was blatant bullying!"

Kurien smiled slightly: "Regarding this, after arranging your resting places later, someone will bring the documents recording Renee's experiences over the years to your rooms. You may wish to read them yourselves."

"I will not give any bias. As for what kind of viewpoints can be drawn after reading those records, that's a matter of opinion."

Mint took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed to Kurien.

"Thank you for your assistance, Your Majesty."

Kurien waved his hand: "Personally, I'd really like Renee to lose a match, since she wouldn't suffer too much if she did, but if you lose..."

"Mint, this is a match witnessed by all of Anna and countless eyes. Can you accept the impact of defeat?"

He patted Mint's shoulder lightly: "As I get older, it's inevitable to feel sentimental when I see a promising young person like you. I've seen countless geniuses in my life, and just as many have faded away like fleeting clouds."

"There are few who are as outstanding as you and Renee."

I hope you can win.

Mint seemed lost in thought and sat silently in the corner.

Jiang Heyi made his move at the opportune moment.

"His Majesty intends for us to help eliminate a corrupt academic clique. What is the price for this?"

Kurien pointed at Jiang Heyi and laughed heartily.

"Look at this little guy, we've treated him to the best of everything, and even provided a place for your friend to hone his skills. We've invited Anna to witness this event, and he's on your side the whole time. He's even asking me for a reward."

Although we can't see Wick's face under the hood, we can imagine it's black.

"That's enough. Last time, His Majesty even gave us the equipment he used to use. Aren't you satisfied yet?"

"If Your Majesty intends to use this as an excuse to make trouble, eliminating only one would be a bit of a waste." Jiang Heyi licked his lips. "We are the heroes of the Fallen Star Siren, roaming freely without restraint. Does Your Majesty not intend to go a little deeper when removing the lesion?"

Kurien instantly became serious.

He touched his chin and nodded repeatedly.

“Of course, but…” Kurien asked curiously, “I’ve never thought of you as greedy people, but this time you seem rather impatient. What happened?”

What else could have happened? Of course, it was for the experience!

The experience gained from farming less in the Tower World must be compensated for through the storyline.

Anyone with a discerning eye can sense the potentially lucrative rewards of the storyline involving eliminating the academic clique. For experienced players, not delving into this aspect would be a wasted trip.

"Since you are all willing to be the sharp blade in my hand, I don't mind opening my private inventory and letting each of you choose two treasures."

Wick exclaimed in shock: "Your Majesty!"

Kurien abruptly waved his hand: "Stop talking. The academic clique is poisoning us. They even turn away Mint, a talent without any roots outside of the magical family. Who do you think they are digging up?"

"Before I close my eyes, I must let them know who the true emperor of Anna is!"

Choose two treasures, make a bold declaration, and even the boundary between reality and illusion will inexplicably surge with excitement.

“Wick, go and arrange their accommodations. This matter must be put on the agenda.”

Jiang Heyi suddenly said, "Your Majesty, in addition to agreeing on the date of the duel, we have also made an agreement with some people to personally witness the duel on the day of the duel."

"Oh?" Kurien's interest was piqued. "Who is it?"

"The Mirror Heart Queen of the Fallen Star Siren".

Kurien's eyes flickered.

"The dragon who is forging tools for us and has joined our guild is also a renowned craftsman on the continent of Ana, Eleravie."

This time, not only Kurien's body trembled, but Wick's robes also swayed wildly.

"Irelia?" he asked incredulously. "She...joined your guild?"

“Yes.” Jiang Heyi exchanged glances with everyone and couldn’t help but laugh. “They even signed a contract of servitude, so they’ll all be members of our guild from now on.”

Kurien suddenly felt his head buzzing.

(End of this chapter)