T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

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"If Falling Star wants to show sincerity, we will offer something that will satisfy the Sirens. Since they have sent Chairman Potato to witness this, if only you could understand a little..."

He emphasized the word "understand".

"Take the compensation, return to the fallen star and explain things a little more clearly. Siren, Empire, peace will be restored."

"You mean, ignore the fact that Giza could easily find the best targets to deceive as soon as they arrived at the royal court, ignore their attempts to force the siren girls into having sex, and ignore the trauma suffered by those siren?"

"Anyway, no siren was really harmed. It's better for both sides to end things this way, isn't it?"

The short sword, imbued with elemental power, pierced through the thick wooden table; none of the magicians present saw how Jiang Heyi drew the sword.

The man in black robes and Jiang Heyi stared at each other for a long time.

"You're human, must you side with the siren?"

"I'm standing on reason, not on a stance," Jiang Heyi said calmly. "Of course, in someone like you, I must seem like a traitor, right?"

"It doesn't matter. You can curse me and hate me all you want," Jiang Heyi said with a raised head and a sneer. "I don't care."

“But as long as we remain the messengers of the Fallen Star Siren at the boundary between the real and the virtual worlds, Anna must give the royal court an explanation.”

"Remember, it's essential."

Chapter 165 Let's switch forms, fries!

"I've heard that Queen Mirrorheart of Fallen Star didn't publicly explain in detail what constitutes 'sincerity' that would satisfy the siren. Did she give her a private instruction?"

The dialogue did not break down; the man in black robes showed enough patience and adopted a listening posture.

"No, but I think that not specifically asking for it is already a statement."

"Interesting. I'm curious, what did you interpret it to mean?"

Jiang Heyi started peeling oranges again, still slowly and methodically.

"The laws of Anna should be valid, right?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the silent entourage of the man in black clenched their fists.

Jiang Heyi remained unconvinced and continued, "Can any of you tell me, under the Annales Law, what is the legal punishment for intent to murder another person?"

"This is absurd! They just wanted to use a potion to knock out the sea monsters. When did they ever try to kill them?!"

"This is a blatant frame-up, making people suspicious of your intentions."

One person angrily refuted this, slamming his fist on the table and standing up.

"Oh, so at least you admit that the eight Giza people intended to drug the siren and force the issue. It seems we can still reach some consensus."

"You!" he gritted his teeth, "You really are a traitor!"

The leader of the black-robed men reached out his hand to reassure his companion.

He laughed: "Intention, but unsuccessful. In Annaruli, those with titles only need to pay a penny. Is this the sincerity you want?"

This orange is still sour and astringent. How come there are so many defective fruits in the Empire's fruit basket? They have no hospitality at all.

"I mean, a nobleman offending another nobleman."

After a long pause, the man in black robes cautioned, "Making too many enemies is never a good choice."

"What, does that mean those who advocate acting in accordance with the law in Anna have made many enemies?" Jiang Heyi laughed heartily.

Unrestrained laughter trampled across everyone's faces, causing their faces, hidden beneath the mist, to twitch uncontrollably.

"Do all the sirens who are targeted for invasion have titles?"

"What title can lead to an immediate death sentence?" Jiang Heyi retorted. "Queen Jingxin can bestow one on the spot."

"you!"

He had thought that the imperial prestige and the momentum he created during his visit would make the young man in front of him back down, or at least weaken his aura. He never expected that the young man would be so unyielding.

He was indeed young and impetuous, unaware of his own limitations.

There's no need to continue the discussion now that things have come to this.

The man in the black robe stood up sullenly.

"The channels for dialogue will always remain, and we will meet again in the future. Perhaps then you will have new ideas."

He didn't make any absolute statements, leaving room for maneuver beforehand, which was very tactful.

Jiang Heyi just smiled but didn't say anything.

The man in black robes did not linger. He led the others out of the mansion, boarded a carriage, and disappeared into the deepening night.

Although there was a soundproofing array, the game thoughtfully allowed everyone at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds to listen in on the entire event from a distance.

"Handsome, potato, handsome!" Big Black Rat jumped around in the quilt.

"That was so satisfying, I feel so good," Zhong Zemo said. "It's a pity this part only allowed you to participate alone. If we could all..."

The prison guard raised his hand: "If we can all fight together, I'll take on ten of them!"

It's just a laning match, who's afraid of who?

Although the jailer's combat power in dungeon raids is inferior to the summoned spirit zombie minions, and the dungeon mechanics often hinder him, his operation is inconsistent, and he's constantly rolling dice...

But he's bad at cooking, though he's good at talking.

Even though they knew it was just an impromptu performance in the game, some people couldn't help but think of Jiang Heyi in real life... French fries were suddenly smitten.

Just as she was about to offer a few words of praise, a green tail rushed into her field of vision, completely blocking Jiang Heyi's view.

"Falling in love with you was absolutely the right decision!"

"Going to the snowy mountains must be fate reminding me that my destiny has arrived."

Potato is so cool for wholeheartedly protecting the interests of the Fallen Star Siren and remaining completely unmoved by coercion or temptation.

Kesha pinned Jiang Heyi down, rubbing his cheeks against his chest. Before taking the potion, his magically transformed tail swung faster than a dog's.

"Ksha pounces on Potato, that's my third favorite scene." The blanket nodded repeatedly.

Orange Tea couldn't help but ask, "And what about your first and second favorites?"

"You want to understand?"

The blanket grinned mischievously, which made Orange Tea immediately shrink back and shake her head repeatedly.

Intuition told her that she shouldn't continue to be curious here.

French Fries observed everyone's reactions, and they were all delighted to see the young couple's interaction.

They genuinely viewed the daily lives of these two as a youthful romantic comedy, managing to juggle both gaming and anime watching.

Moreover, they can participate in this new anime to some extent, assisting Jiang Heyi in customizing the storyline.

Watching anime can even guide the plot to some extent, which is a kind of enjoyment in itself.

The feeling of being unable to participate...

After being kissed on the cheek by Ke Xia, Jiang Heyi struggled to sit up.

"Alright, alright, enough of this nonsense, let's get back to the main topic."

He took a deep breath, calming his face, which was as red as a tomato.

"Mint, can you tell who these people are?"

Mint, being greedy, took the orange that Jiang Heyi had half-eaten from the table.

Before Jiang Heyi reminded her not to eat it, Bohe's features were squeezed together by the sour and astringent taste.

She stuck out her tongue, spat out the fruit pulp, and her eyes turned red from the irritation.

"How can this be? It's so sour... Is it a lemon?!"

"You actually managed to eat half of that potato! Is your tongue broken?!"

Jiang Heyi helplessly spread his hands. Perhaps he was more focused and emotionally charged during the conversation, so he was immune to some of the bitter attacks?

After rinsing her mouth, Mint dared not touch the orange again and instead picked up an apple and started eating it.

"Anyway, it couldn't be someone sent by the emperor."

"If you're so sure, what's your basis for it?"

"It's a long story, you'd have to look at it in conjunction with this emperor's thirty years of rule... I'm too lazy to go into details, just trust my intuition."

People still trust AnnaBest's judgment.

If he weren't the emperor, why would he be so eager to settle things peacefully...?

"Are the nobles of Anna so united that they would stand up for a few impoverished nobles who have only face but no substance?"

Mint's little feet kept dangling from the cabinet, causing it to become unstable and almost fall over.

She stopped being so playful and jumped onto the sofa to lie down—she's such a hyperactive person.

"Yes and no. Unity is real, but at the same time there are many factions. Moreover, I don't believe they would kill me if they said they were standing up for Giza because they were fellow nobles."

Jiang Heyi's mind raced, and based on the black-robed man's words, he came to a guess.

"It was with the emperor's tacit approval."

"It was with the emperor's tacit approval."

"French fries," Jiang Heyi said in unison.

The same thought had just reached her throat when she saw the two of them in sync and immediately blinked: "They're quite in sync, aren't they?"

After exchanging a glance with Zhong Zemo, the jailer immediately started to play the straight man.

"What was tacitly agreed to?"

At Jiang Heyi's insistence, French Fries said, "The fact that they were able to visit us so soon after we entered the residence with their travel credentials is enough to show that the Emperor is paying close attention to this matter."

"The imperial nobles' attempt to invade the sirens is too disgraceful. The emperor wants to save face for the empire, protect the noble class, and also satisfy the sirens. Even if he wants to do something, it's like trying to fetch boiling water, which is too much trouble to handle."

"Therefore, he most likely passed the problem on to those below him, letting the nobles who were protecting Giza and the others come and negotiate."

"If we can reach a conclusion, everyone will be happy."

"If no agreement is reached, the nobles who defend Giza will back down, and the emperor's concerns will lessen."

The four prototypes stroked their chins: "It sounds like a leader passing the buck to lower-level managers when faced with a difficult problem at work."

It seems that the Tetraprimal is someone who has been given a hot potato before.

Mint also clapped her hands loudly.

"Congratulations, you've basically described the Emperor's governing style over the past five years perfectly. You're a master of balancing things up."

Zhong Zemo quipped, "A master of checks and balances who gives me pause for thought, huh?"

Jiang Heyi clapped and praised, "As expected of French Fries, your analysis is spot on. Stop playing the aloof and mature woman all the time, try a different role?"

French fries was startled.

Zhong Zemo laughed heartily, and the prison guard couldn't help but chuckle as well.

"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?" Jiang Heyi was completely baffled by the two people's sudden outburst.

“I think it makes a lot of sense, that’s why I laughed,” Zhong Zemo said. “We’ve been enjoying the cool and aloof female fries from the game for almost four months now. When are you going to switch up your style… well, be athletic, energetic, and full of drive in everything you do?”

The jailer readily agreed: "French Fries, could you perform what Squid said, you know, talk a lot more?"

Zhong Zemo chimed in: "You always say you enjoy role-playing a lot in your daily life, but we only see one style. You have to prove you can switch between different attributes."

Finding their suggestion amusing, I, in my blankets, launched an attack: "French Fries, let's cut off fake legs!"

Although the topic inexplicably veered off course, but...

If a character design that was already in use when entering the game is suddenly abandoned and replaced with a new one, people will inevitably ask why.

She was worried about this and afraid of revealing any flaws, so she planned to make changes gradually and subtly.

The unusual topic between the prison guard and Zhong Zemo suddenly gave French fries a suitable way to express themselves!

Don't appear too eager.

"Ha, just fickle," Fries scoffed. "Let me think about it."