Can someone in MyGo stay in an adventure group forever?

Oh crap, not again?

The memory of being pinned to the ground and relentlessly attacked until he died surged back into his mind. The samurai was startled and quickly withdrew his strength, instinctively raising his sword to block.

However, the expected shock did not come.

Only the rustling of leaves in the night wind could be heard.

The samurai looked over in astonishment and saw a cell phone lying quietly in the grass in the flower bed, with a set alarm clock lit up on the screen.

Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in concentration, Yuecun Ze struck again with his sword, aiming straight for his neck.

The samurai hastily tried to raise his sword to block, but a sudden, dull pain shot through his shoulder.

Clearly, the injuries sustained earlier have not fully healed.

Although he quickly jumped back to escape, the guitar sword still left a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left arm.

"You son of a bitch!" The samurai was already somewhat delirious, his eyes bloodshot. "Are you even a man? Do you dare to fight me fair and square?"

"I wouldn't dare, I am Xiao Nanliang."

Koshimura Sawa raised his hand, lifted a pudding-shaped human head, and gently pressed it down.

Wow, this is so cute!

"Hello everyone, I'm here to talk about principles. Today I'm going to show you something you've all been wanting to see!"

Accompanied by the familiar sound effect, he forcefully inserted the wah effect into the groove on the guitar sword.

“Wow——!!!”

A deafening scream, as if from the depths of hell, suddenly erupted from the guitar sword, shattering the tranquility of the night sky.

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Anomaly (5.2k)

"Little Black... do you think it will work?" Takamatsu Akari stretched out her finger and gently poked the black liquid on the ground.

The black liquid trembled slightly.

"Don't you know..." Takamatsu Akari's voice trailed off, "But... why does it have to be the Summer Triangle?"

The black liquid writhed for a while, laboriously condensing into a few words.

【えむら】

“Koshimura-kun…” Takamatsu Akari repeated softly.

She took the astral crystal shard out of the pocket of her school uniform skirt and held it carefully in her hands.

The starlight that once twinkled inside the crystal has dimmed considerably, and it seems to have lost its brilliance.

Just then, two shrill screams suddenly rang out from outside.

"Ah—!" "Ah!"

Then came a series of hurried footsteps.

Gao Songdeng subconsciously raised his head and stared blankly at the figure standing in front of the iron gate.

"...soyo-chan?"

[At this moment, a song titled "Tears Behind Bars" should be playing.]

Nagasaki Motoyo wiped the sweat from her forehead, dark red blood dripping down the folding ladder in her hand.

What Koshimura Sawa said was actually true; she walked in carrying a ladder, and surprisingly, no one stopped her.

Fortunately, she used her detection magic to discover beforehand that the people lurking underground were all ordinary people, and all of them were quite drunk; otherwise, she really wouldn't have dared to come in so rashly.

"Tama!" Upon seeing Takamatsu Akari sitting in the corner, Nagasaki Motoyo rushed over and hurriedly untied a large bunch of keys from her waist.

Clatter. Clatter.

Forehead...

Looking at the dozens of keys of various shapes and sizes in front of her, Nagasaki Motoyo suddenly felt dizzy.

Which one should Ling 7 8? (iv) Which one should Ni Siwu use to walk Yueyi?

No, who exactly hangs so many keys on one keychain? How can you find them all when you need them?

Wait, I think I know some kind of knocking technique.

Nagasaki Motoyo quickly threw the key on the ground, picked up the bass and fiddled with it, and the door lock fell down with a thud.

"Xiaodeng, are you alright?" She pushed open the iron gate and ran to Gao Songdeng, looking at her with concern.

"I'm fine." Gao Songdeng stood up, somewhat dazed, and rubbed the penguin that was a little sore from being poked. "Soyo...why are you here?"

“It was Koshimura Sawa who saw your signal,” Nagasaki Motoyo explained quickly. “We rushed over here.”

So that's how it is. 1 (3) > Weapon Liu er.

It was Koshimura who saw me...

Takamatsu paused for a moment, then gave a faint smile.

"Thank you." She reached out and gently patted the top of her head.

"Huh?" Nagasaki Motoyo then noticed the black liquid clinging to her head and paused for a moment. "Little Light... what is this?"

“It’s Xiao Hei.” Gao Songdeng tilted his head, seemingly trying to remember. “According to it, it seems to be Yuecun’s blood father.”

Nagasaki Suyo: “?”

I do not know how.

"Forget it, there's no time for this." Nagasaki Motoyo shook her head vigorously and said anxiously, "Koshimura is still stalling that person outside, we have to hurry and help him."

She turned and ran out, flicking her fingers to open the remaining cell doors using the [Knock] spell, just like before.

"Everyone, it's alright! I'm here to rescue you, you're safe now!" Nagasaki Motoyo tried to make her voice sound gentle. "Do you remember where they put your instruments? I need your help."

The place was completely silent.

No one responded.

Apart from most of the people who were still asleep, the rest of the people just raised their heads blankly and stared at her with a dazed expression.

"Stop testing me...stop testing me..." A boy with bandages wrapped around his head suddenly clutched his head, his body trembling violently. "I won't run away...I'll never run away again..."

Upon hearing this, the remaining people immediately lowered their heads, huddled together, and dared not look at Nagasaki Motoyo again.

"How could this happen—" Nagasaki Motoyo was so anxious she was almost crying.

According to the original plan, these people were all professionals, even if they were only the lowest level 1. As long as their instruments were retrieved, it would be enough to cause a qualitative change through quantitative change and overwhelm the opponent.

But now... these people don't even have the will to run away anymore.

The thought that Koshimura Sawa was still outside buying time for her made Nagasaki Motoyo feel extremely anxious, and her eyes uncontrollably reddened.

Just then, Takamatsu suddenly stood in front of her.

The girl's face remained expressionless, but her clear eyes were fixed intently on her.

“So…” Takamatsu Akari asked cautiously, “Can you use [magic]… to amplify my voice?”

"Huh?" Nagasaki Motoyo was taken aback. Although she didn't know what she wanted to do, seeing the rare seriousness in the other person's eyes, she immediately nodded vigorously.

As the short and peculiar melody began, an invisible magic instantly enveloped Gao Songdeng.

The girl took a deep breath, as if gathering her courage.

Then, he cleared his throat—

"All of you, get your heads up!"

A voice, imposing and forceful, suddenly burst forth from her small body.

This voice, which was completely out of character for her, was amplified a second time by the [magical technique] and instantly resounded throughout the entire corridor.

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound and instinctively looked up in the direction from which it came.

Gao Songdeng simply stood there quietly, his back straight, scanning them with cold eyes.

"Look at you! What kind of behavior is this! As registered professionals of the Adventurers' Guild, you bear the responsibility of protecting the city, yet you've been scared out of your wits by a bunch of rats from the gutter, cowering here with your tails between your legs! Can't you even recognize who came to rescue you?!"

Although it still had the tender tone of a young girl, it seemed to carry an undeniable authority.

"..."

The entire cell fell into a deathly silence.

"Useless!" Gao Songdeng said in disappointment, "You've even lost the courage to resist! Do you still deserve to be called professionals?! Do you live up to the adventurer's oath you swore when you awakened? Now, immediately! Stand up! This is an order!!"

"We...we..." The man with the gauze trembled as he tried to explain, but the words he was about to say were cut off by Takamatsu Akira's cold gaze.

A few seconds later, the boy with the bandage was the first to lean against the wall and stand up shakily.

Although his legs were still trembling and his eyes were still filled with fear, that fear was quickly replaced by something else after he saw Gao Songdeng's standing figure.

Then came the second, the third... like dominoes being toppled, everyone helped each other up, one after another, and silently gathered in the corridor, following behind Takamatsu Todori.

"...what?"

Now it was Nagasaki Motoyo's turn to be completely dumbfounded, her little mouth uncontrollably agape as she stared at the scene before her.

"Little Lantern...when did you learn all this?" She turned her head in surprise, looking at Takamatsu Lantern beside her, feeling that she seemed to have become a little unfamiliar.

"Yes... I remembered what Dad said before." Gao Songdeng lowered her head shyly and explained softly.

Okay, it's the same old little light.

It seems that Xiaodeng's father must be a very capable person...

"Soyo-chan, can you cast a light spell?" Takamatsu Akari casually picked up a broken wooden stick from the corridor and handed it to her.

"Huh? Oh, okay." Nagasaki Motoyo snapped out of her daze and quickly lowered her head to play the bass.

Soon, the tip of the stick began to emit a steady and soft light, like a small torch, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness.

"Everyone...please follow behind me."

Her voice wasn't loud; in fact, it could be described as soft and gentle.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, everyone who was standing hurriedly took a step forward and followed behind her in a state of fear and trepidation.

"Soyo-chan, can we go now?" Takamatsu Akari, holding the "torch," turned to look at Nagasaki Motoyo, who was still in a daze.

Motoyo Nagasaki felt as if her brain had been upgraded once again.

She suddenly remembered a painting she had once seen in an art museum.

"Liberty Leading the People".

The girl nodded quickly and walked back the way she came.

Passing through the narrow, enclosed corridor, you enter a spacious hall.

Wine bottles lay scattered haphazardly on the ground, and everywhere you looked, everyone was lying on the ground.

Some people even had a dent in their foreheads.

Nagasaki Motoyo was very cautious when she came, just in case, she carefully repaired several ladders for the person who was drunk and lying on the ground.

On the bright side, at least they died in their sleep, without any pain, which is equivalent to euthanasia.

Namo Samantabhadra, what compassion! You have the heart of a Bodhisattva!

Takamatsu Akari stood at the front of the group, walking side by side with Nagasaki Motoyo, expressionlessly walking around the bottles and corpses on the ground.

“I remember the guards talking about it before, and the place where the instruments are stored seems to be…” She tried to recall, her pretty brows furrowing slightly. “I’m sorry… I can’t quite remember, but these second-hand instruments can’t be sold through official channels, so they probably haven’t sold them yet.”

Motoyo Nagasaki felt that her brain had undergone its third upgrade.

Wait a minute, little lamp, are you really that sensible? I don't think so.

"Let's look for him first." Nagasaki Motoyo walked forward, anxiously praying in her heart that Koshimura Sawa would be alright.

Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the shadows beside her.

Before she could think, Nagasaki Motoyo instinctively plucked the strings of her bass guitar, sending a tracer bullet flying and shattering the bottle suspended in mid-air. The bullet's momentum was undiminished as it struck the person behind it.

"Ah—" The man screamed and fell to the ground, releasing the bottle from his hand, covering his bleeding face, and writhing in agony.