I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 148. Saxson Is a Petty Man.

Char's earlier promise of assisting Zin'rokh against the Valkyrie was a subtle situation.

He did not control Zin'rokh, he only attacked Ortlinde when she was down.

However, if he were to allow Zin'rokh to control the monster and keep it away from him, it would definitely be against the rules. It was fine to play around with it, but it was absolutely impossible to say it out loud.

This battle also allowed Char to understand the benefits of following the rules.

He and the Holy Spirit had to abide by it, and no one could be spared.

He was sweating cold sweat just now. He was afraid that this Tangram would instantly kill him with one skill. If that happened, it would really be over.

Fortunately, Char did not break any rules, and neither did the other.

He did not dare to.

In that short conversation, the Holy Spirits obviously retained the memories of the 177 reincarnations, or it could be said that they were watching and controlling the hundreds of reincarnations.

This time, they were also the ones who had pushed Graviny to touch the heart of the burrow.

However, since the start of the open beta, they had allowed Char to do as he pleased, even to the extent of his almost face to face behavior just now.

Why?

All of this was because Char had followed the rules of the game, and they had no choice but to do so.

They did not directly send down a divine decree for the United Holy Kingdom to chase Char around the world, nor did they share any known information with their believers. This meant that the rules were more restrictive on them than on Char.

Char guessed that this was determined by the mass of an individual. The greater the mass, the greater the impact on the world. For someone like him who was still a shrimp, he was basically not bound by any restrictions. His actions were not wrong in the past, and he could even be more excessive because of the awakening of the NPCs.

For example, he had saved Hilda, saved Felix, and now, he was even planning to get Graviny, completely messing up his plans.

The premise of all this was that he would abide by his bottom line and not control Zin'rokh for his own benefit.

This really made people gnash their teeth in hatred!

He clearly had the greatest cheat, but he could not use it, and had to pretend to be confused.

However, he really did not dare to.

It would be fine if nothing happened to him after he took this step, but if the Holy Spirits' restraints were removed...

If that was the case, it would be over.

"Master, I'm sorry."

Zin'rokh's hesitant voice was heard.

He was also very anxious.

"From now on, don't interfere in this matter." Char replied, her eyes flashing.

Seeing the demonic creature approaching step by step, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Graviny!" He said.

He shouted, and the momentum of the demons' advancement was hindered. They obediently divided into two rows.

The Dark Elves slowly walked out of the mist, and Saxson nervously clenched his wand.

Char tugged at him, signaling him to relax.

Graviny's gaze fell on Ortlinde's face, then turned to Char's face, seemingly confused.

"What's the meaning of this?" She asked.

"If you trust me, take these monsters and leave."

Char looked around.

In order to fight against the Valkyrie, Zin'rokh had almost created a level 50 temporary nest. This bunch of monsters with nowhere to vent their energy was really troublesome.

However, if Graviny was willing to take them with her, things would be much easier to resolve. There was a strict hierarchy among the demons, and the higher-ups were almost completely dominant over the lower-ranked ones.

The Dark Elf tilted her head.

"This is different from what you've said before."

"There's no difference."

Char waved the sword in his hand, and the flames on the holy sword licked gently in his palm, as if it had returned to its master's hand after a long time.

I will use it to break the core, and I know where it is.

"Can't I go with you?" Graviny's eyes lit up.

"No." Char shook his head seriously. "You have to leave this place quickly."

"Why?"

"Because it's very dangerous here."

Graviny's pretty brows furrowed, her long nails lightly tapping her chin.

"So where should I go?"

"Find a place with a lot of monsters and take over the mountain. I'll come to you. before that," Char said, "try not to get in touch with the church. After all, it's not appropriate for you to be like this."

The Dark Elf snorted, reluctantly accepting his suggestion.

She whistled, and the monsters around her immediately changed their direction and headed east. She also turned around and sat on a Dark-robed Magic Puppet.

The puppet had only taken two steps when Graviny suddenly turned around.

She looked at Char with a serious expression.

"Thank you, Char."

Char was stunned at first, but then he smiled and waved his hand.

After he walked away, Saxson nudged Char with his elbow.

"You really don't understand what that look is?" The City Lord teased.

Char gave him a sidelong glance. "You can understand, but there's no need. I have enough trouble."

"You're right, there's a problem here."

Saxson looked at Ortlinde with a complicated expression.

With his temper, this woman had stabbed him in the back. This was undoubtedly a great insult. If it was not for the circumstances, he would have thrown his gloves at the other party's face and started a duel.

Seeing him look over, Char naturally understood what he was thinking and did not hide it.

"I can only apologize for this matter. I'll find a way to apologize to you in the future."

Saxson saw his rare solemnness and laughed in disdain. "Am I such a narrow-minded person?"

Char immediately retorted, "Stop pretending! The Grand Duke of Fanhua peed your shoes when you were young, and you've been holding a grudge since. Later, you racked your brains to become his son-in-law. On the wedding night, you got him drunk and peed his shoes. In terms of being petty, you are the number one person in Grinland."

Saxson's face turned red. He pretended to look around and coughed lightly.

"These are all things of the past..."

"Alright, whatever you say."

Char laughed and did not expose him.

After such jesting, the atmosphere actually became more relaxed.

"Are you going to look for the core?" Saxson asked him.

"Yeah, why? Are you interested too?"

"It's a little biased to say that. Since it's something that I've hidden under my mansion, it should belong to me, right?"

Saxson laughed like a fox.

"You motherf*cker, wait for me here!"

Char cursed in a low voice.

"I'll be honest with you. It's true that there's a treasure hidden under your house, but the core is not a treasure, but something that guards it." Char looked up at the sky and said with a serious expression, "I don't have any backup plans for the upcoming danger."

Saxson muttered to himself for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Are you talking about that Archbishop?"

Char's gaze was strange.

"You're not afraid?" He asked in return.

Saxson gave him a meaningful look.

However, there was more fanaticism in his eyes.

"To be able to get involved in such a troublesome matter as an ordinary person, my journey in this world was not in vain."