They don't want me to try anymore.

In other words, if you get this key, go to the orcs' mine, open the door, and you can find the trophy?

After the Dwarf King finished speaking, the contestants gathered in the hall, pretending to be enjoying a banquet, but actually discussing their next move.

Richard went to a corner, used a soundproofing spell, and said to his companion:

"Now everyone will want to snatch the key around the dwarf king's neck... but those guards are not to be trifled with. Unless it's stolen, I don't think anyone will try it inside the city."

"Stealing is difficult, because some people will try to prevent others from succeeding if they know they can't succeed. They will actively protect the Dwarf King."

Sofia added, "I think that unless we can overpower all the players, no one will be able to get the key in a short time... Maybe the Dwarf King will personally go to the battlefield soon, and when things get chaotic, there might be an opportunity."

Catherine stared intently at William.

That guy was so relaxed, it seemed like he wasn't even there to participate in the competition.

Katherine said, "I don't think other teams have a chance with him on the team. Even though he's alone, he must have other plans for separating from his teammates..."

After discussion, they made a decision.

Sophia and Catherine remained with the Dwarf King for the time being, partly to keep an eye on the key's movements and consider competing for it when the opportunity arose, and partly to keep an eye on William himself.

Our biggest rival is right here; sticking close to him is definitely the right thing to do.

Richard, meanwhile, roamed freely in the vicinity, escaping William's sight. He used the advantage of having a large number of summoned creatures and being relatively hidden to gather more information, and if possible, even went to visit the orcs as well.

Once the decision was made, Richard got up and left.

Not only him, but the other teams also took action, and for a time, the entire Stone City was filled with humans engaged in open and covert struggles.

Richard had just secretly released two crows out the window when he realized that at least five people were watching him from the shadows.

He thought about it again and understood—in Catherine's eyes, William was someone she had to be wary of, but in the eyes of others, he was also a formidable opponent.

Who knows, some teams might want to cooperate and use their numerical advantage to take them out first—in the past, the winning bronze-level players all succeeded by uniting the majority!

Ha ha……

Think beautifully.

Richard secretly prepared the Ghostly Spikes, then prepared to use the summoned creatures to gain vision and disappear around the next corner.

But then he heard someone call his name.

“Mr. Richard, please wait a moment. I mean no harm.”

Turning around, he saw a well-dressed young mage in his early twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, whose strength was also at the early Silver rank. The mage extended his hand to him and smiled.

"I have been asked to pass on some news to you, concerning... the two ferries in Connaught."

Richard narrowed his eyes.

Chapter Ninety-Six: Give Up, They're All My Women

"...If you don't want the innocent civilians on the two ferries to perish at sea, Mr. Richard, please be a little lazy in the next round... It's not difficult, is it?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses slowly and elegantly delivered a despicable threat.

Since the painting does not transmit sound, he was not worried that his words would be heard by the audience outside.

Therefore, he had a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth, feeling confident and fearless, and was looking forward to seeing a shocked and conflicted expression on Richard's face.

Saint Goethe's genius, Nyon's hero... such glory is not something a Connaught should touch! To become comrades with Lady Luvia or Miss Catherine... damn it, I never even had that chance...

However, after a long while, he saw that Richard's expression remained unchanged.

He grew impatient and sneered, "What? Your Highness Prince Connaught, are you still hesitating when it comes to saving the lives of your subjects? This is hardly..."

boom!

Deliberate punch!

Richard responded in the most direct physical way.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses flew several meters and crashed onto the rough, uneven stone ground with a thud, half of his face was scraped raw.

Nearby, a dwarf guarding the area came over and demanded, "Why are you fighting amongst yourselves?"

Richard clapped his hands: "This guy owes me a lot of money. Don't worry, I only intend to disfigure him, not kill him. He can still fight in a bit."

"That's it..."

"Yes, that's right. By the way, I heard that His Majesty the King is going to invite everyone to drink his treasured wines in the hall. Aren't you going to go and take a look?"

"Ah, we can't miss this!"

With the help of these many characteristics, the dwarf patrolmen left in a daze, without asking any questions or stopping them.

This corridor was already secluded, and now only human players were there.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses watched this scene in astonishment.

Are the Dwarf King's guards really that irresponsible?!

Do you think you're getting paid?!

Damn...

His features contorted in a grotesque glare as he stared at Richard and said, "Richard Targaryen, do you know what you're doing? As a prince, you have no regard for the lives of your subjects? And you call yourself an Englishman... ugh!"

Richard stomped on him, silencing the man with the gold-rimmed glasses.

"You talk too much."

I have entrusted the lives of my subjects to my friends; I trust them.

As for you...

Richard pulled out the gleaming thorn.

You can't really fight right under the Dwarf King's nose... but as long as there are no witnesses, it's fine, right?

"stop!"

Around the corner, two bronze-level warriors rushed out to attack Richard; they appeared to be teammates of the man with the gold-rimmed glasses.

"It's too late~"

Richard blinked, waking up the starfire that had been hiding around him, and they formed a simple magic amplification array.

...You guys only know how to use despicable methods, let me take on three of you and see what you're made of!

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away in Idaril, on the sea west of Connaught, two ferries were strangely floating in place.

"This mission was really easy..."

On the deck, a mercenary with a scar on his face casually smoked a pipe.

A henchman with uneven eyes, who had just finished tying up people, came over with the rope, looking slightly uneasy: "Boss, are we really going to kill everyone on these two boats in a bit?"

"Of course, I get paid to do the work."

Scarface shook his head and said, "In the past, we had to go through a lot of trouble to kill monsters and bandits to earn a few gold coins. This time, killing some civilians can bring in a lot of money, so why not do it?"

The subordinate still hesitated: "It's a good deal, but it's a bit..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Did you think about this when you were raping the natives on Divine Grace Island? They're all Connaught people, not Imperials, so there's no difference between them and the natives of Divine Grace Island. Just do it."

After hearing these words, the subordinate hesitated for half a minute before finally becoming resolute.

At this time...

"what!"

Screams came from another ferry across the way.

Scarface spat, "What's going on? Didn't we tell them not to touch the crew yet?"

The subordinate shook his head: "Boss, no, it sounds like one of our men is screaming!"

"what?"

He picked up his binoculars and looked across, just in time to see his mercenary subordinates fleeing onto the deck in a panic, raising their guns and turning to fire, but hitting nothing.

Then a flash of sword light appeared...

Amidst the splattering of blood, they were all reduced to half-human beings.

The next second, Scarface spotted a tall, masked swordsman staring at him through binoculars.

broken!

Someone's trying to sabotage our plans!

They crossed the sea silently, and in such a short time, they wiped out twenty of their men on the other ship...

This is at least silver, or even high-level silver!

Damn it, we're all bronze-level characters, is it really necessary?

As a veteran mercenary, Scarface instantly sensed the danger. He shouted for the entire ship to be on alert, and then, ignoring his flustered men, he ran to the back of the deck, grabbed a wooden bucket, and jumped into the sea!

"Boss! What are you doing?"

The person with uneven eyes was the only one who noticed Scarface's strange behavior, but he didn't react quickly enough and jumped ship without a ticket.