T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"She became our wife."

"what!"

Mint played along with the surprised expression. Although she had heard about it back in the academy, the silly kids looked so foolish that she didn't want to appear too clever.

Kurien and Wick's wives were both lowly wild mages who, by chance, awakened their powers and gradually improved their strength through actual combat.

While they were busy gathering material all day, they unexpectedly ran into two people who were practically out experiencing life.

"A magician using a knife?" Zhong Zemo wondered.

"Doesn't a potato grow with a knife too?" Wick said with a laugh. "Wild mages learn everything they can to grow and survive."

Wick didn't face too much resistance in marrying his foolish wife. He was once a down-on-his-luck nobleman who was appreciated by Kurion and spent a lot of time with him in his youth.

He was like a god to the family, wielding the most power.

Kurien is in trouble. He's a wild mage, and his living father is a farmer. You can imagine how much opposition his decision has met with.

Kurien's father argued with him several times, and once uttered a shocking statement.

"You choose: her or this position!"

Wick couldn't help but chuckle: "Guess what Kurien said?"

"How so?" Everyone couldn't help but chime in for him.

Wick mimicked Kurien's tone.

“Father, if you want someone to attend your funeral after you die, and if you want to lie peacefully in your grave without seeing the chaos in Anna, I suggest you give me both.”

“My brothers are a bunch of idiots. Once they take the throne, they will definitely go on a killing spree to consolidate their power. I will not tolerate them. I will kill them all before they make a move, along with their direct descendants. Only in this way can I be secure.”

"I believe I have the ability. Even if I fail, I can live well without being emperor. It's just a pity that Anna is about to perish..."

"Father, I want them all. I'm 20 years old now, and it's time for me to make my own decisions. At least I should, and must, decide for myself who I like!"

"If a king has to be manipulated even to decide who he likes, then why do you believe that when he ascends to a high position, he won't be seen as a puppet by his subjects and nobles?"

Recalling this, Wick couldn't help but show admiration.

According to him, after listening, the late king remained silent for a long time. Father and son stared at each other, their gazes sharp, neither willing to yield.

In the end, the late king gave in.

Kurion truly has the ability to wipe out his brothers.

He had no doubt, and he persisted, that Kurien would secretly kill two people first to demonstrate his ability.

At 20 years old, Kurion had become the Lion King, and he was more suited than anyone else to the top spot.

Is Chapter 401 over?

"Did he kill his brother?"

That's how the prison guard is; while everyone else is focusing on body shape and physique, he's looking at feet.

Mint shook her head helplessly: "Most of His Majesty Kurien's brothers are doing well, except for one who died suddenly before reaching old age."

The jailer seemed to be deep in thought, nodding repeatedly.

He looked at Wick: "You did this?"

Mint opened her mouth wide.

Although most people speculate that the so-called sudden death is a cover-up for the royal family's scandals and that the actual situation is not like that, how can you ask one of the people in question!

Wick said meaningfully, "If you want to know, you might as well join the Inner Guard and look up the sealed files yourself."

Initially, everyone hoped that Kurien would marry another noblewoman of high status, or a woman with excellent magical blood.

Kurien rejected it.

So the late king suggested that she change her name and be included in the genealogy of a person with a title, which pleased everyone.

Kurien rejected the idea again, stating bluntly, "She has her own father. You wouldn't want me to have a different father to support after you die, would you?"

When Wick recalled this part, everyone burst out laughing.

The Master of Balance was incredibly stubborn in his youth, defying everyone and acting on a whim.

This is probably the most outrageous leap in status in history. A peasant girl who, to outsiders, had nothing remarkable about her except for a little bit of beauty, suddenly became Queen Anna.

When she officially moved in, she brought with her two wolves that she had tamed during her adventurer days. At the wedding, the two wolves even became mascots, accompanying everyone as they came and went.

Therefore, her honorific title and her real name were privately replaced by the Wolf Queen.

Many people were waiting to see the Wolf Queen and Curryen make a fool of themselves. The gap between their social statuses was too great, and their impulsive marriage, which was almost a rebellion for the sake of rebellion, would not end well.

They were all disappointed.

The two were extremely loving, and even though the Wolf Queen had difficulty conceiving, Kurion insisted on delaying for three years before finally having to add more members to his harem.

Even during the years when the empire was at its most powerful, and Kurien was overwhelmed by political affairs, he would still make sure to spend a day with her without fail, at Wick's house, where the four of them would chat.

Jiang Heyi sighed, "It's almost a lifelong friendship."

Wick just laughed and didn't agree.

Outside, Kurien can only be his emperor.

Unfortunately, both of their wives passed away before them.

Kurien's equipment inventory is now no longer of interest to those on the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

This wolf knife, however, is of the same gold quality as the Angry Lion and is well worth acquiring.

Knowing that it was a keepsake, no one mentioned taking it away anymore.

In any other game, no matter how well Renwick tells his story, they will still firmly say yes.

In Proof of the Stars, their good player persona always prevails—although occasionally it's hard to suppress, allowing their bad player persona to run rampant.

After going around in circles, they returned to the bookshelf.

The level of the virtual-real boundary is too high. The average player's game progress and equipment are not even half as luxurious as theirs. When they enter the treasure vault, they are overwhelmed by the sheer number of equipment available.

But in their eyes, they were all pretty ordinary.

"Are there any stardust here?" French Fries asked.

Wick shook his head: "His Majesty did not put the Stardust into his private treasury."

With no other choice, Jiang Heyi decided to use 6 reward attempts to exchange for 12 sets of Divine Forging Universal Materials to continue providing Eleravia with a margin for error in preparation for forging Origin Element Weapons.

As for the remaining attempts, they will all be converted into experience points.

French Fries successfully overtook Orange Tea by a slight advantage thanks to the Blessed Drop Rate; both were level 32.

The remaining people were just short of reaching level 31.

Level 30 is a clear level watershed. The experience gained from the reward attempts is not small, but it cannot be used to jump levels.

The further you go, the more difficult it becomes to upgrade.

Players who stayed on the 5th floor to grind levels have probably already experienced the effects of experience reduction.

With the skills upgraded, my level increased by nearly 6 levels in one go, putting me far ahead of players in two worlds, which is more than enough.

When they returned to the manor, Kurien was still taking a nap.

In the distance, the clouds burned fiercely, and under the brilliant sunset, Kurien, draped in an orange-red "long fir," was snoring softly.

He only opened his eyes when the guards called out to him.

"You only took the knowledge, and you don't even want the equipment I collected?" Kurien said with a self-deprecating laugh. "That's true, many of them are old items, it's normal for young people not to like them."

The jailer sighed, "Even if I see something I like, I'd be too embarrassed to take it."

Wick quickly glanced sideways, trying to shut the jailer up with his eyes.

late.

Upon hearing this, Kurien frowned and asked, "Excuse me? I told you, you can take whatever you want."

The prison guard, who was being held on either side by Orange Tea and Zhong Zemo, looked completely innocent as he was restricted from speaking.

Kurien glanced at Wick: "Are you not going to listen to my orders anymore?"

Fearing that Wick might be misunderstood, Jiang Heyi quickly explained, "There is a wolf knife that we really like, but we heard it was your wife's keepsake..."

Kurien's expression froze instantly upon hearing "his wife's belongings." His tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

His gaze shifted from Wick, slowly lowering as if lost in some memory.

A moment later, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then swallowed it back.

He laughed unconsciously, his fingers rubbing the corner of the table, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Really... that knife?"

His tone carried a hint of undisguised nostalgia, but he quickly raised his head, his gaze returning to calm, even with a touch of relief.

"Since you like it, you can take it with you."

Kurien's voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable firmness: "Wick, take it out for me."

"His Majesty!"

“Weapons shouldn’t remain in our hands to rust and become lifeless objects on the altar,” Kurien said. “Neither you nor I can go back to the past, but at least we can send the weapons back.”

Wick gave in, turned and left, and soon Wolf Knife appeared in front of them.

“They are yours now. The Angry Lion and it were made by the same craftsman, the most skilled elven craftsman, who is said to be able to forge a person’s ‘form’ and ‘intention’ into a weapon.”

French Fries handed the Angry Lion to Jiang Heyi, the meaning was clear—let me play with this knife first, you use this one.

Is there such a good thing?

The Elemental Heart Dagger has finally reached the point of being retired.

This weapon, designed to counter spirits, had been with him for half a year during the StarCraft era, but it was no longer up to par with the current game's difficulty.

He has retired with honor.

"Your Majesty, does it have a name?"

Kurien shook his head with a smile: "No, she said I was childish for naming the knife 'Raging Lion,' she would never do that. But... in private, Vic and I both call it 'Mad Wolf,' which is a bit like her, sometimes acting crazy."

"Did you know that after she became empress, she would take her maids to pick flowers in the courtyard and suck on them? When asked why she did that, she said it was fun, and she would even stick the flowers to her lips and make me try it too..."

"To keep the people below from gossiping, I went to great lengths... For example, I followed her to pick flowers and suck nectar. Sigh, those sycophants quickly brought out jars of nectar."

Jiang Heyi suddenly understood why old people always like to reminisce and ramble on about the past.

Those who weren't there can hardly understand how beautiful that summer they experienced was.

It was as if they had grown up in an instant; they learned to listen patiently.

The jailer also obediently understood the atmosphere and didn't interrupt.

It wasn't until Kurion got tired of talking and went home to rest that the crowd looked at the elderly lion king with some sympathy.

Loneliness, depression.

It's rare to find someone other than Wick to confide in, especially someone so young. Even Anna, the supreme king, can't help but show his vulnerable side.

The most suitable people to confide in would have been his children, but unfortunately, there were too many anthropomorphic beings.

The storyline seems to have ended with the closure of the vault.

What will happen next?

After traversing Anna, what else can they do by retracing this history?

Hesitantly, the fries lightly touched the wolf knife.

The mad wolf named by Kurion appeared on the projected image.

Story reward item, gold quality, full quality.

"The long sword that the Wolf Queen used to wear and use."

"Her greatest skill is not magic, but physical combat."

"It is said that weapons forged by the same craftsman resonate with each other."