T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"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 to the king, but Kurien didn't care and his voice remained 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.

Chapter 381 Not a normal person

Having experienced the conflict with the Fallen Star Siren, Queen Mirrorheart's willingness to personally witness Mint's contest undoubtedly sends a positive signal to all forces across the continent.

Kurien was shocked and deeply moved by this.

But when the news of Elaine Vie came out, shock turned into astonishment.

In an era of decline for dragons, the youngest recorded ninth-tier dragon was born.

Top craftsmen of the Ana Continent.

100 years ago, Tina Loris was the youngest Grand Magician in the Anar Empire and a close friend of Tina Loris.

After Tina's death, Elerave became distant from people, and her few appearances were all related to the "promise roll" that Tina had proposed years ago.

That little game, which could be described as a wish-granting machine, was the last thread that kept her in the sight of the Anau people.

He has a strange temper and is difficult to get along with.

Cold, aloof, and naturally, unintentionally, arrogance.

Each tag comes from a subsequent statement by the person who received the promised questionnaire response.

Who could possibly get such a dragon to sign a contract of servitude?

Kurien rubbed his temples and couldn't help but remind him, "I'm talking about the ninth-tier dragon, Eleravia."

To prevent the boundary between reality and illusion from being deceived by the strange dragon, he added a description of Arela's dragon-like appearance.

After receiving a positive reply, Kurien felt a little dizzy.

He cleverly used the cold drink served by the maid to cover his twitching lips, though his heart was already in turmoil.

He stood up for the fallen star siren, stormed into Anna, and defeated many nobles. Afterwards, a storm arose, and countless people were drawn into the vortex because of them, which became the beginning of his great purge.

It's only natural that the Siren of Falling Star is popular there.

What is the reason for Elaevi's actions?

During the century she spent with Tina, she never looked down on any human being other than Tina, and the high-ranking officials of the empire treated her with the utmost respect.

Unlike the decaying dragon, she was excessively young, possessing limitless potential and standing out from the crowd.

Could such an arrogant and haughty dragon sign a contract to sell itself into servitude?

Has he gone mad, or has the world secretly gone mad without his knowledge, without notifying him?

The siren called them heroes, the dragon sold himself into slavery, and they had connections in the sky and the sea...

Kurien couldn't help but wonder, could there be any more courage?

Wick noticed that Kurien seemed a little dazed and helped to remind him.

"You haven't set a time for the challenge yet."

Mint snorted and said arrogantly, "Let Renee decide."

The residence at the boundary between the real and virtual worlds is still the same as last time.

Ironically, ever since they caused such a ruckus in the capital of Anna, the original owner of this magnificent and spacious manor, which was quite valuable in the capital, suddenly regarded it as a hot potato.

After failing to sell it anywhere, Kurien finally used his own funds to purchase it.

Today, this luxurious suburban estate is a royal property.

"Why is it a hot potato?" Orange Tea asked, puzzled.