Admiring their frightened and desperate eyes, I knew they must have remembered me. 『(8)(一)┡ 中┡文网 .『 ８⒈

In the guild, the president is an existence with both strength and leadership qualities.

Medium-sized guilds, large guilds, and top-level guilds pay more attention to the latter one, what they want is how to grow stronger and strengthen their guilds, as for strength, as long as they belong to the ranks of the best in the guild.

For small guilds, the former is far more important than the latter.

In their opinion, a powerful president will make his guild appear very majestic, and when it compares with other small guilds, it also has tsundere capital.

The Keenew Guild is also such a small guild.

According to Master Hall's information, their president was originally the backbone of a medium-sized guild and was quite powerful, but later, he was expelled from the guild because of vicious brawls and greed for money and bribery.

Although he no longer has the identity of a medium-sized guild, his strength is real, according to his previous understanding of the guild, as well as his own network, he quickly started from scratch, established a small guild, and quickly stood out among many small guilds, becoming the most likely to be promoted to the intermediate guild of the dark horse.

He may have made a great difference, but not long ago, he died in the dungeon, the wound was fatal, the incision was swift, and he would be killed with a knife, although he had learned about it from many aspects, but in the end no one said who the murderer was, so the information had to be marked like this: by an unknown monster, with a sharp weapon, it was fatal.

When I saw this, I couldn't laugh calmly: Monster? How did you get involved with monsters? It's obviously a knife wound, hehe.

Come to think of it, the monsters are also really miserable, and many times, they are inexplicably blamed.

Okay, let's get down to business.

The strongest existence of the Kinyu Guild was inexplicably slashed by me in the dungeon, and this kind of impact was huge and even destructive for the other members, just like now.

When I stood in front of them, six cadres froze motionless in front of me, like six statues.

And the man on the ground had already had his feet cut off and fainted in pain.

"Now, let's make a game" Stretching out my index finger and shaking it in front of me, I smiled and said, "I ask, you answer, you don't answer, or you tell a lie, or you simply remain silent, die." ”

I looked around at the six of them and said, "First question, how many years has your Guild been established?" ”

"Ten, eleven years."

One of the cadres at the front stammered and replied.

Subsequently, the five people behind him also told them about the eleven years one by one.

The cold light flashed, blood splattered, and the unconscious man on the ground was cut off by me.

"Ahh

One of the cadres closest to him let out a terrible howl.

Slowly putting away the knife, I said: "I said, if you don't answer, die, lie perfunctory, die, be silent, and die." ”

The six people in front of them all took a step back and stood up straight in horror, but their legs were trembling.

The person I had just killed was not deliberately unwilling to answer my question, but because he was in a coma and completely incapable of answering.

I know this very well, but I still want to kill him, because I hate the guy who bullies the wandering adventurer, because, like us, the wandering adventurer is desperate for survival, and their identity, maybe because of bad background, or maybe because of bad luck, but they are equal, respectable, and at the same time, they are eager to be respected, just like us.

And I, another reason to kill him, because, I was, too, a wandering adventurer, and I can understand that longing.

Of course, not only that, but importantly, when he thought of me as a wandering adventurer, he even tried to take my knife from me.

Weapons are another life of the adventurer, so he must die.

And directly cutting off his head, it was my last mercy to him, and I finally held back, and did not cut him down.

"Now, second question," I crouched down and said lightly, "why are you attacking the dwarves?" ”

After saying the question, I ignored the few people who were looking at each other, but used a knife to disembowel the person in front of me, who had just been hacked to death.

The movement was slow, and the sound of cutting meat was also very soft, but the silence of the room was frighteningly quiet, so the sound was clear to the ear.

After putting it aside, a heart was still slowly twitching, as if it was making the last unwillingness.

Holding the pink flesh, it was pulled out bit by bit, and finally, separated from the dead flesh lying on the ground.

I motioned to Wren, who had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and took out a cutting board from the back room, put the pink meat on it, and used the straight knife in my hand to cut it little by little, carefully.

I smiled while cutting.

Soon, the pink ball on the cutting board was cut off in small pieces.

The small piece that had been cut off became a filament of uniform size, which was softly attached together.

As I continued to cut the filaments, I said to them in a storytelling tone: "When I first became an adventurer, I was also a wandering adventurer, and I was very good at it, but to what extent? It's the kind that meets a slime and has to work hard, it's really a vegetable, right? ”

No one spoke, no one responded, and all six of them had their eyes fixed on the pink object in my hand, all with fearful expressions on their faces.

My eyes never left their every move, and the movements of my hands did not pause at all, but still cut slowly and steadily.

"Once, I got lost on the first floor, I didn't dare to walk around, I didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, you know, any slime is enough for me to choke, if two or more suddenly pop up, I'm very likely to die there, so ah, I'm very careful, very cautious, while finding my way, I also have to avoid those deadly monsters."

"You know, preventing being killed is such a challenge for a rookie, but fortunately, I didn't get caught up by the slime and escaped, but another disaster came," I paused and continued, "I still haven't found my way back, and I don't have any food or water. ”

"You also know how hard it is for an adventurer to be without food and water," I said, shaking my head, "second only to being eaten by monsters." ”

"But ah, I'm not dead" Turning my head, I said to the six cadres: "You guys, do you want to know how I survived?" ”