What did you do with the dice?

Rusalka: (Brother Fei, you are too immersed in the play. Tell me, right now, from the perspective of the PL, why should I let him go?)

Sanita: (Wrong, Xiao Ge, you're the one getting too caught up in the story. Although we have noble health bars, we may only have one life. If we want to return home alive, we must become the best PL. And the best PL is an absolutely rational being who can abandon all PC emotions and relationships and exchange them all for resources. Hatred can also be exchanged for resources.

Brother Xiao, think about it, when you were starting out as a powerhouse, did you really care about the group's plot and acting? Was it really important to you whether to kill or not?

Rushaka remained silent, then finally sighed, slowly lowered his weapon, and said, "I accept your request and surrender."

After saying this, he seemed to have the illusion that he was the loser.

As he finished speaking, the transparent parchment reappeared, quickly recorded the final agreement between the two parties, and automatically signed the names of both parties.

Rusalka only felt as if an invisible thin thread was hanging on her body, connecting her to the contract. Although the contract quickly turned into particles and slowly disappeared, the thin thread flew high into the sky, as if extending endlessly into outer space.

A little dissatisfied, he thought about settling the score later and taking the opportunity to extort more money from the other party. However, as soon as the thought of violating the contract arose, an invisible fear and a cold and silent chill like death instantly made Rusalka give up the idea in his mind.

The moment the thought disappeared, the feeling of impending death disappeared completely.

Is this the constraint of the contract? He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He had clearly selected so many talents that were not subject to interference, but in front of those unknown beings called "Gods" in the sky, they were completely ineffective. This undoubtedly trampled on his sense of superiority and confidence in his PL status, revealing to him that he had finally fallen into the status quo of being manipulated by others in this world. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Just as his brother said, perhaps the reason he had the intention to kill just now was because he was too immersed in the play. If he just regarded Dai Luo as an NPC and he was a superior player, then after seeing the good endings of two different routes, the desire to get the reward would definitely outweigh the desire to kill him.

Isn't that the purpose of choosing overpowered as a player? Pick the path with the most rewards, grow stronger, continue to earn more rewards, and become even stronger, piling up your stats to the highest level while also getting the thrill of your character's damage output and effortlessly crushing opponents.

Maximizing benefits is the correct decision you should make as a PL.

Ugh.

After the barrier disappeared, Dai Luo only left a sentence: "Lord Pearl Tear, I will have the things delivered as agreed. We will meet again later."

Faced with such semi-threatening words, Rukasa was in no mood to exchange trash talk with him anymore. After asking Sanita to arrange the follow-up work in the private chat channel and asking Kaster to maintain order on the scene, he walked to a stone to the side, sat down, and began to think.

In fact, there was nothing particular he wanted to think about. Perhaps he just wanted to be quiet for a while and find his place in the role he was playing in peace.

In other words, he was not playing a role at all. He was Rusalka, an alternative paladin who had awakened naturally.

And Sanitta is just Sanitta, a freak wizard who works part-time as a bard.

The two were chosen by the gods only because they were special, and their meeting was also deliberately arranged. In fact, their previous memories of living on the so-called earth were false. The character cards and points were all fake. These were just one of the entertainment activities of those high and mighty gods.

There is a possibility of this happening, probably.

After each fight, Rusalka seemed to enter sage mode. She began to feel confused about the future and to search for the true meaning of life.

After thinking quietly for about five minutes, Rusalka stood up from the stone.

Sanita: (Did you figure it out so quickly? Have you reconciled with yourself?)

Rusalka: (Reconciliation, what the hell?! This is a no-brainer in a group game. It's so simple: whoever messes with me, I'll chop them down. As for whether or not to kill them, how much profit each game makes, what to do next, those complicated things are all up to you. Anyway, if you can manage it, manage it. If you can't manage it, fight it out. If you can't fight, just profit.

You made me travel to this hellhole with you, risking my life to drive it. I can't let you off easy. You deserve it if you die a little brain cell to be responsible for this.)

Sanita: (6, you are indeed the one.)

Chapter 21 Heading to Negotiations

The way that Sani Iron Tower arranged the pioneers was to provide work in exchange for relief.

In his words, can you be smarter than successful people in history?

Rusalka: Then why don’t you learn from the King of the West? Don’t you believe in your ancestors?

Sani Tower:?

In short, he asked the refugees to transport the ore from the Pearl Tear Territory to Rusalka's manor in batches, and then exchange it for daily necessities or money.

Arrangements were made to build a temporary gathering and resting point between the manor mine and the small town. Three lines were casually drawn and instructions were issued, and the overall design of this trade transit line, which could not be more simple, was completed.

This kind of impromptu plan will make any design engineer who sees it run away overnight.

However, the reality of this world is that most ideas are put forward on a whim. As long as there are people with water, food and materials, a gathering place can be easily established. As for things like medical care and public security, these are just icing on the cake. Can't we still live without them?

The four sets of light infantry armor came in handy - Sanitta selected two seemingly reliable people from the small town, gave them the armor, and asked them to maintain law and order in the new base under the leadership and guidance of Custer.

At first, when everyone heard about distributing armor, they thought that they were recruiting guards. But when they remembered that Zhulei Territory seemed to have some conflicts with Luopa Territory recently, everyone thought that they were looking for cannon fodder. So they all gathered around the Sani Tower to watch the fun, and no one signed up.

But when they heard that they were not going to fight, but just wearing equipment to patrol the gathering point of the new refugees in the territory, and solve some fighting problems by the way, and that it was not far away, only half a day's drive or more than a day's walk, and that there was a real knight leading the team, and even a monthly salary of 10 silver coins, the people in the village signed up very actively.

This is much easier than farming. The key is that you can make a lot of money, have a stable job, and get to deal with the knights in the territory. It's definitely a good deal with high pay, little work, and close to home, plus there's a lot of room for advancement.

Facts have proved that good soldiers may be difficult to find, but good security guards are everywhere, especially when the captain of your own security team is still very capable, no one wants to work in the lord's civil service.

Even though those maids are just servants in the lord's house, when they return to the town on weekdays, they are all arrogant young ladies who will be flattered all the way when they go shopping for groceries. This is because they are "working for the lord."

The man who had said before that his family was going to farm was mistaken by Sani Tieta as an armed messenger. He was wondering how there could be an armed messenger in this shabby town. Later he found out that he was just a hunter, and the tattered light armor on his body was just a cloth armor inlaid with iron plates passed down from his ancestors. He mistook it for light armor at first, which led to this misunderstanding.

He didn't usually deliver letters, but he was in a hurry that day and couldn't think of a reason to see Rusalka, so he impulsively claimed to be a messenger and came in. It was a fateful misunderstanding.

In short, after hearing about this, he shamelessly brought some fresh animal meat and some handmade bacon and visited Sani Iron Tower privately, asking if he could be assigned this job in view of his previous contribution of "reporting the news". He also said that he understood the rules and would give him some of his salary for the first few months.

This armed courier is quite interesting.

Rusalka, who learned the news from the private chat channel of Sanita, was amused and said that the armed messenger was used to it and couldn't change it for a while, so he just called it that.

But he only recruited two of them. This guy had the courage to come from home to report the news and go to the battlefield with him. Even if it was just one of them, he would not ask for kickbacks. He patted his shoulder and asked him to take a good look. After telling this middle-aged man who looked a generation older than Rusalka, "Young man, the lord has high hopes for you," this guy was so moved that his eyes turned red. He thanked Sanitieta repeatedly and said that he would give the local specialties in his hand to Sanitieta no matter what.

I can only refuse it with disrespect.

Rusalka: (Don’t eat it all by yourself. Remember to bring some back for me. I remember the wild game around this town is delicious.)

Sani Tower: (Right)

Another one picked the old swordsman who looked to be over a hundred years old. It wasn't because of how outstanding his performance was in the last battle, but because after Rusalka's killing spree, the whole battle was purely a chase. There was no need for Sanita to watch it, so naturally he would not be impressed.

It's just that the old swordsman was relatively close to Sanitta before the battle. Sanitta vaguely remembered him drawing his sword over there. His face looked familiar, and with the memory filter, he felt that this guy was still in good shape, so he decided to arrange him.

To put it simply, this is called luck. He is close to the leader, and when he performs well, he is noticed, and opportunities fall to him automatically.

Custer didn't have any ideas. He just took charge of whatever Rusalka asked him to do. Both Sanitieta and Rusalka said that they liked this knight style of obeying arrangements.

After the initial distribution of territorial affairs was completed, the day to go to the Viscount's territory to discuss reconciliation matters soon arrived.

The Viscount solemnly sent an armed messenger, saying that he was coming to the Pearl Tear Territory to lead the way for Rusalka.

In fact, the armed messenger is also an invisible deterrent, the purpose of which is to remind Rusalka not to go back on his word. So this guy is nominally leading the way, but in fact he is also following and monitoring Rusalka's movements to ensure that he personally goes to the city of Consenat without any delay. If there is any unusual movement, he will report it immediately so that the Viscount can prepare in advance.

There is a reason for being so cautious. After all, the news that Rusalka had taken back half of the mines in the Pearl Tear Territory with lightning speed had recently reached Viscount Consenat.

The reason why the Viscount endured and did not attack was mainly because the fairness of the divine judgment duel was unquestionable. The divine judgment duel was arguably the most brutal way of dueling in the world, and no one dared to question the gods. After all, if the initiator of the duel did not have firm beliefs in his heart, he would be punished by the gods and severely disabled or even killed.

Knights are also human beings, and humans have seven emotions and six desires. No one can honestly say that the reason why they are dueling with God is all because of the injustice of the snow in June. There is not even a trace of selfishness in the snow. Anyone who duels for anything other than justice or injustice will be judged as deceiving God and be punished.

Even if you are honest and upright, the success rate of the duel ruled by God is extremely low. After all, you are asking the gods to help establish a contract, and failure will also have a heavy price. Maybe the duel will not succeed, and you will be killed by the out-of-control contract itself.

Because of this, no one would ask gods to judge in fights. After all, things related to gods are 100% uncontrollable. Unless someone really wants to die, they will want to give it a try.

Now that things have happened, it is clear that Rusalka is a reckless hooligan.

You can admire his great belief in regaining the territory of Pearl Tears, which is not mixed with any personal emotions, so he successfully launched the Divine Judgment Battle.

But as a nobleman, Viscount Conesnett did not want such a "pure good man" to be within the jurisdiction of his territory, or even to start a conflict with the baron with whom he was on good terms.

Who knows who he'll target next time he's in the God's Judgment Battle? Granted, no one believes he can succeed twice in a row, but what if?

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Viscount Consenatus was grateful to the Kate Chamber of Commerce for being a scout canary for him, exposing Rusalka's desperate character and allowing him to make preparations in advance.

For example...at the agreed time, invite Lord Ropa to your house a few days in advance for a chat.

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Before leaving, Rusalka, as usual, told Phoenix that she was going on a short trip and that she would be fully responsible for the management of the manor during this period. She also brought Custer back from the gathering place and introduced him to her: "This is my follower. While I'm away, you can show him around the manor and provide some security to prevent burglaries."

Rusalka was very confident in his strategic vision, mainly because the operating skills of the strategic game told him that if he had dealt a big blow to the opponent, the opponent would probably take the opportunity of him going out to disgust him, and the most effective way to do that was the stealing tactic.

Therefore, he reminded Phoenix that if a stranger approached his villa, she should not open the door for him. If the other party forced his way in, it would be impossible to rely on this broken wooden door. Phoenix should find a way to go through the secret door and escape to the town.

Phoenix nodded to show that he understood. The more Rusalka looked at her, the more he liked her, because in his mind there was an equation: silent + good-looking = well-behaved. Who can refuse a well-behaved kitten?

But Sanitieta was a little confused by the second half of Rusalka's explanation: "If you're afraid the other team will steal your home, why don't you just give them a break and leave an empty home for them? That way, their strategy of stealing your home will be defeated, and the most they can do is demolish your home to vent their anger."

Rusalka knocked her head and suddenly felt that what Sanita said made sense.

But just when he was about to arrange for Phoenix to give the servants a short vacation, Phoenix replied, "She has nowhere to go back to because her home is here."

Seeing Phoenix's sense of belonging, Rukasa was almost moved to tears. She was indeed an NPC she had spent 10 points to create. With this NPC's willingness to live and die with her manor, how could she turn her attention to other beast-eared girls? The intense guilt she felt had already ruined her harem plan!

However, Sanita has no heart: (Brother, do you remember that you chose an orphan to start the game? Your NPCs are either incompetent or disloyal, just bullies. Guess which side Phoenix is ​​on? Instead of being moved by your own feelings, you might as well just accept that she is a tearful girl who can't save enough money to buy a house, so she can only eat and drink at your house.)

Rusalka: (Ahhh, I don't believe it, I don't believe it! You're reminding me of this damned card opening setting at a moment like this! I'm going to smash you to pieces, I'm going to smash you to pieces! Please give me back my feelings! Woohoo, my Phoenix, my Phoenix wife, why don't you pledge allegiance to me? Why is this?)

Sanita: (Silly dog, you chose this negative trait yourself.)

Rusalka: (Ugh, Kurushi.)

In short, no matter what, Phoenix stayed in the manor because she was really homeless, so she chose to stay. The servants had no reason to take a holiday. Everything remained the same and the plan remained as before.

Chapter 22 Reverse Meeting

This time when he entered the Consnat Mansion, what Sanita had expected happened.

The guards stopped the two men outside. Of course, their main target was Rusalka. "Baron Rusalka, I'm sorry, but please leave your weapons outside. We will have someone to keep them for you."

The main object of vigilance is Rusalka. After all, the fact that Sanita can perform magic has not been exposed yet.

On the one hand, it is because the spell of Silence itself is relatively concealed. After all, the magic in this world itself requires a certain amount of concealment and preparation time, and there will be signs when mobilizing magic power. However, the spells in the world view of "Dungeons & Dragons" created by the "Book of All Laws" in the rule book do not have these signs and are almost all instantaneous. Therefore, people who are not proficient in magic will not understand the mystery at all.

On the other hand, they later learned that the God's Judgment Arena was only one-way transparent. The moment the duel began, this barrier became a completely isolated and invisible space to the outside world.

Although in the eyes of the world, this is a manifestation of the "absolute fairness" and "unquestionable" of the gods, the two time travelers, Sanitieta and Rusalka, are mainly disrespectful to the gods and like to think about the conspiracy theory of the gods.

The choice of making an opaque barrier made it hard not to suspect whether it was intended to leave some kind of backdoor for secret operations, which further prompted Sani Tieta to think and question the nature of the divine judgment fight.

However, he just wrote this down in his notebook. Topics concerning the divine level were not something a mere fourth-level poet like him should consider. He had tried it before anyway. Simply writing the name of the god as "God" or a substitute for the god's position would not cause any consequences.

The clever Sanita had prepared a code book long ago, and matched words like "light" with letters such as "ABCD", and then wrote "God of Light" as "God A", which was a double insurance to avoid accidents.

Back to the topic, Rusalka generously handed the new weapon and shield to the guard. Ever since he found that a piece of his shield would be broken in every battle, he now despised ordinary shields. The symptoms of feeling uncomfortable all over the body without a shield in his hand are gradually improving.

After all, the shield in the rulebook is a conceptually lame item. First of all, there is no durability. Secondly, it is a unique piece of equipment that is not restricted by profession and has a noble AC (defense) +2 attribute. It is a good thing that every non-dual-wielding melee profession wants to bring.

However, it is useless in this world and explodes after a few hits, just like the heavy armor on his body. Converted into the concept of reality, it can only reduce physical damage. After all, there is no unstable factor such as dice to determine whether it hits or not. If it is hit, it will hit. Therefore, it is impossible to make Rusalka not lose blood occasionally after being hit.

If you think about it this way, it really is a level 3 armor with infinite durability.

The only thing to be thankful for is that, as a strong man, I didn't waste points on talents such as shield and armor specialties. I just used the one-handed dual-wielding feature to get a shield position for free.

It cannot be said that those shield-derived talents are not strong, it can only be said that they are indeed not bad enough. The saying that offense is the best defense is absolutely effective in the game. The so-called excessive strength does not mean that you are more durable than the boss. In the case of a limited resource pool, the longer the battle time is, the less beneficial it is to the players.

Therefore, in tabletop games, the only criterion for testing whether you are overly powerful is whether you can kill the boss in one round.

As it happens, Rusalka is a traditional strongman.

Now he has armed himself to the teeth, and has truly reached the point where he has no sword in his hand or in his heart, but swords can appear from all over his body.

Handing over weapons? It's just a formality.

Rusalka lifted her coat and patted her level 3 armor. "It's just a light armor. I usually wear it even when I sleep. It's for peace of mind. Can I not take it off?"

A guard extended his hand and knocked, nodding. "No problem, honorable Knight Rusalka. If it's just armor, of course you don't need to take it off."

What he said was very rigorous and objective. If you put it in a Chinese language question, no matter what the question is, when you see the word "just", you will definitely get one point by first writing "It reflects the narrative rigor of xx article".

But theory is theory and reality is reality. The guard would never have thought that Rusalka was wearing heavy armor that could be disguised as light armor, nor would he have thought that there was a hidden layer inside the light armor, which contained many short weapons.

Of course, the guard couldn't be blamed for not thinking of something like boot spurs. After all, Rusalka was a serious knight. In this world view with nine-square camps, no one would think that a knight on the lawful side would use hidden weapons.

As for Sanita, he is a wandering bard who only has a flute on his body.

Of course he can't play the flute, the reason he carries it is because it is a bard-style equipment, referred to as "fashion", which is just an ordinary flute without any attributes.

But the guards still left it there, saying it was just in case. For a moment, Sanita wanted to laugh as he watched the humanoid armory walk in so confidently.

In short, they went in and took their seats. Sanita, as an attendant, was arranged to rest in the reception room. Only Rusalka, Lord Ropa, and Viscount Consenat were in the main hall.

There are sound-proofing enchantments around the main hall, which, when activated, can block the transmission of sound inside and outside. Almost every prominent family will hire someone to build such a room at a high price.

However, it is completely useless for PL channels.

"Sorry for the long wait, Baron Rusalka, please take a seat." When Viscount Consenat saw Rusalka come in, he warmly invited him to sit in the seat on his left.

Rusalka looked around. There were four guards standing in the main hall. Two stood behind him and Lord Ropa opposite, and two stood behind Viscount Consenat. They were well taken care of and their positions were relatively dispersed, making it difficult to kill them all at once.

"Let me introduce you first. This is Lord Ropa, Ropa Ryan, and this is Lord Pearl Tear, Pearl Tear Rusalka."

Lord Ropa nodded, stood up, raised his glass to Rusalka and said, "Nice to meet you, Lord Pearl Tear. It's true that heroes emerge young."