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Chapter 442 Flying dragons haunt (five thousand words month)(1/2)

"Such a thing happened..."

Professor Baicai showed a scary look after reading the golden round stone handed over by Sherlock:

"So, Professor Bacon was kidnapped. Maybe the top student was kidnapped because he found some clues?"

"As you can see, Professor Baicai, the matter has involved the hired lich in our dungeon. This is not only a unilateral matter of the Academy of the Undead, but also related to the interests of our eternal kingdom dungeon."

After Sherlock finished speaking, Professor Baicai nodded:

"I understand. Please come with me. I will take you to see the principal."

In a medium-sized room, a lich in a cloak stood by the window, just enough to overlook the entire Academy of the Undead below.

Today is another leisurely day at the Academy of the Dead.

"Bang bang bang"

There was a knocking sound outside the door.

The cloaked lich turned back and said:

"Please come in."

The door opened suddenly, and Professor Baicai walked in with Sherlock and his three little animals.

"Principal, regarding Professor Bacon, I think I may need to report some new information to you."

As soon as Professor Baicai came in, he said straight to the point.

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"Could it... be a joke played by Professor Bacon on us?"

The principal of the Academy of the Dead raised his head and said this after watching the entire video brought by Sherlock.

But the look in Professor Baicai's eyes seemed to say: "Are you kidding me?"

"Okay, I understand. The situation is indeed serious, and we should pay some attention to it."

The principal of the Academy of the Dead held his chin and nodded:

"I noticed that Professor Bacon mentioned the Academy of the Dead at the end of the fantasy. Did he leave any important clues in the Academy of the Dead?"

"I think so too. Can you take us to Professor Bacon's room?"

Sherlock said so.

"Of course, please come with me."

As one of the teachers of the Academy of the Dead and single, Professor Bacon, of course, lives in the teachers' dormitory of the Academy of the Dead like other single teachers.

Teachers' dormitories are for one person. Each dormitory has one bedroom and one living room. It is equipped with a kitchen, toilet and bathroom. Although it is small, it is fully equipped.

"This is Professor Bacon's room."

When the dormitory skeleton opened Professor Bacon's room with the spare key, a smell of dust and haze that had been unoccupied for a long time hit his face.

Unlike the strict Professor Bacon, his room was very messy, as if a thief had entered before leaving.

Professor Baicai and the principal stood at the door, looking around.

"Ah, I mentioned to Professor Bacon before that the room should be cleaned more, but it seems that he didn't listen at all."

The principal said in an embarrassed tone.

After all, Professor Bacon is a teacher at the School of the Dead, and as the principal, he was more or less embarrassed that Sherlock saw such a messy side.

"It's really difficult to find clues in a room like this."

Professor Baicai criticized without hesitation, even when Professor Bacon was most likely missing.

"No, it's not difficult."

Sherlock walked to a wall in Professor Bacon's room and tried to force it out. It was covered with various pictures and news stickers.

"I see."

The Victorians finally set off, and Lilo decided to follow Sherlock's example, arriving at the destination first and then setting up the rune portal, instead of going out with an army in the traditional way.

Therefore, the scale of the final departure was only a dozen carriages carrying 80 people, as well as other materials used to set up the rune magic array.

The leader was Count Lancelot, who had a good understanding of human society, and the hamster boss who followed and was responsible for setting up the rune magic circle.

As for why the hamster boss arranged the rune magic circle, it was the result of Queen Liluo's overnight special training. As for the result, judging from the hamster boss sobbing and constantly reviewing the small book along the way, it seems a bit worrying.

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Of course the boss hamster was sobbing not because the rune magic circle taught by Queen Liluo was too difficult, but because the three hamster brothers were separated for the first time since they were born. This parting was like a touch of homesickness.

On the outside, you are on the inside.

However, apart from the worried Lancelot and the Hamster Boss who was grieving over separation, the other players were still very happy. After all, this was the vanguard force attacking the York Territory.

Encountering the enemies of the York Territory in one step, then defeating them, taking away their equipment, and taking away their horses, just thinking about it will definitely make you happy.

Of course there is a price, as Lancelot said:

"The main task of our departure this time is to find a suitable location and establish a stable stronghold. We may not be able to return for ten to twenty days, so please be mentally prepared!"

This means that there is no way to complete daily tasks for ten or twenty days?! The sources of reputation and game currency are zero.

Most of the players are not happy. Maybe they have not wasted more than ten or twenty days of game progress halfway through the game. Even so, there are still many people who want to follow.

Lancelot finally selected the eighty people with the best discipline. As for the others? Their discipline was too poor. If they were taken out, they would be dead, and they might even kill other people. It would be better to wait until they established a stronghold and established a talisman.

After creating the magic circle, let them teleport directly to fight.

Lancelot had given up on himself anyway and no longer had the illusion of letting these players fight like a normal army.

The convoy of carriages traveled leisurely on a large grassland outside the Moonlight Forest. Sitting on the first carriage leading the way was the wife of Count Lancelot, the one who was shot by Ruanruan with a bow and arrow and claimed to be

A man who has the right to inherit the Duchy of York.

His name is Guinevere.

"No, is Guinevere a boy or a girl?"

In the carriage behind, a member of the [For Lao Xia That Night] guild, Ou Chimai, looked confused and looked at his companions beside him as the carriage swayed and asked.

"Ah? Why do you suddenly ask such a question?" Leopard Head Lingchong looked at Ou Chimai in confusion.

"It must be a man. Didn't the elf NPC tell him before that he is a boy? And several other people who take care of him also said he is a boy."

A player next to him quickly continued.

"I can't tell, we haven't seen it with our own eyes, and it's called Guinevere. Is that the name of King Arthur's wife? It's obviously a female setting, and she's married to Lancelot."

Ruanruan also sat on the carriage and expressed her opinion. She suddenly thought of something and clapped her hands:

"Yes, could it be to prepare for the launch of a marriage system in the future? After all, many online games have a marriage system. Maybe "Dungeon" will also launch a marriage system."

"A goblin marries a beastman? The picture is so beautiful. The key is that I can imagine it."

When Ou Chimao said this, everyone in the car burst into laughter. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood.

However, the carriage in front suddenly stopped. Zhuo Genbao quickly saw Lancelot sitting on the first carriage jumping out of the carriage, as well as Hamster, Guinevere, and other players.

They got off the car one after another.

"what's the situation?"

Ou was stunned for a moment, but no one knew it. After they got off the car, they walked over and saw a piece of burnt land in front of Victoria's motorcade, as well as some wood and metal fragments.

The cooked cattle, sheep, and horses fell to the ground, and there was no smoke. It was obvious that they had been cooked for a while.

What makes people feel sick is that in addition to these animals, some humanoid creatures were also burned to death here.

Not far away, you can still see several dejected people sitting on the ground, and several people with severe burns.

It looked as if they had encountered a convoy that had been hit by a missile.

However, there are no missiles in the game world. At most, they are magic cannons, but the power of the magic cannons will not cause such a scene.

Because if they were really attacked by the magic energy cannon, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be any scum left.

Lancelot looked at the scorched land in front of him. He couldn't believe it. What happened here?

Those people who were sitting far away obviously saw the Victorians coming over. Several of them stood up and walked over with disgraced faces.

"Are you from Goldsmith Town? Where is my son? Didn't he come with you?"

One of them, a man with a big beard, but most of his beard had been burned off, looked over with hope in his eyes.

"Sorry, we are..."

Lancelot was about to explain his identity, but the players around him were already shouting:

"That's right, we are from Gold Shining Town!"

"Do you have any mission for us?"

"If there are any tasks, feel free to leave them to us. There are only tasks that we cannot take on, and there are no tasks that we cannot complete!"

"That's right, that's right!"
To be continued...
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