Dusk Chronicles

Chapter 15

Ironically, if the player chooses to trust the mayor and join forces to fight the Flower of Hatred, then the player will receive various powers of support. Although the Hatred Flower would eventually rampage and leave, but if players could survive, then players would make it through this dungeon instance. The value of the player will of course be more than 90, but the prize will get worse.

If the player insists on uncovering the truth, and then recites the mayor's crimes to the public in the city center. Then the mayor would get angry, he would use a lot of money to hire mercenaries to kill people. At that time, if the player has completed many side missions before, the player can be protected by the townspeople, otherwise, the townspeople will leave, and leave the player team to face the enemy.

The end of the two situations remains the same, both protected city dwellers and abandoned, the townspeople remain unable to get rid of the fate of being massacred by mercenaries, but, and finally the blood of the victims will attract the arrival of the Flower of Hatred and strengthen it. After the Hatred Flower takes revenge, the player will become the next target, and if the player can survive during this battle, the player will successfully complete the mission.

Since almost all of the residents in the City of Yese died, the value obtained was only 50, but the prize was one of two rings, the "ring of betrayal" and the "ring of sacrifice". Obtaining a ring which it depends on the two situations mentioned earlier. If the townspeople leave the player then the player will get a betrayal ring, otherwise if the townspeople protect the player and sacrifice life, then the player will get a sacrificial ring. The use of the two rings is almost the same, which adds a little value to the main attribute, but the second ring has two indentations on its surface, can be used to install gemstones, so it is more useful.

Players who collect two rings will also obtain an achievement called "There Is Only One Truth", and the following description seems to reveal the intent of the game's designer; "Revealing the truth requires great courage and perseverance, and sometimes comes with betrayal and sacrifice, thanks to those of you who dare to act despite the dangers ahead."

 In the game, it is very difficult, especially in real life. According to Zaix, Melyan could only take the second path. He would not choose the first path because his conscience would not allow it.

The sound of chicken crowing outside the house blew his mind, and when he looked at the rather clear sky, he only realized that it was morning.

Fortunately, even though Martin's house is small, the furniture is very complete. The thick carpet on the floor is better than a dark, damp prison or a cold tent. Melyan curled up and lay down on the floor, and immediately fell asleep.

Zulia slept very well due to the hot bath before going to bed, all the fatigue over the past few days had disappeared.

He wakes up on time with the help of his biological clock, he soon realizes that his sleeping posture looks very indecent, and the rest of his sleepiness disappears.

Her pretty face flushed red and she quietly opened her eyes and scanned the surroundings.

‘Eh, where is Syaiful? Don't-don't he sleep in the living room, it's very cold out there.’

Thinking of this, Zulia immediately lifted the blanket and sat down, stretching her legs to the floor to find her shoes.

But he seems to have forgotten two things. First, after taking a shower last night, he fell asleep wearing a nightgown. Because his sleep liked to roll around, there was a certain part of his nightgown that was open. Second, because her sleep liked to roll around, the shoes that were placed next to her last night moved to her current side, the side of Melyan's bed.

“Why does the touch feel different?” It felt like it was not stepping on a carpet, but rather a warm cloth.

"Aah!" As soon as he lowered his head, he only realized that he was stepping on someone's arm, Melyan was sleeping sideways.

Melyan dreamed that she was walking on ice and snow with thin clothes and wind roaring around her, thus making her neck, wrists, and ankles freeze, he was forced to curl up like a ball and walk forward with his head down.

After a while, a giant polar bear suddenly emerged from the ground, roared and pushed it to the ground, then sat on its body and swayed.

‘Fuck, you Siberian polar bear!’

As he was helpless and complaining in his dream, a woman's cry sounded in his ears.

"What's going on?" He got up and sat down confused, his sleepy eyes opened.

However, the next moment, the sight before him made his drowsiness disappear.

Zulia's nightgown was half-open, part of her chest was clearly visible, her slender belly was also nowhere to be seen. Melyan did not dare to look down again, so was forced to look up, and all she saw was the disheveled hair and dull Zulia expression.

Is this a gift in the morning?

The two of them just looked at each other, Zulia did not know what Melyan was looking at, whereas Melyan did not know where to look.

"Your clothes are open."

Melyan said calmly, and only then did Zulia realize the situation, she immediately blushed and tightly covered her nightgown.

At this moment, Martin came slowly.

"What what?"

He pushed the door with a disheveled shirt, but the sight before him made him speechless.

Zulia was sitting by the bed with disheveled hair, Melyan was sitting on the floor, Zulia's legs were still stepping on Melyan's thighs.

"Please slow down a little."

Martin seemed to understand something, no, he must have misunderstood, then closed the door awkwardly.

“Should I say something?” Melyan's mind had returned clear.

"The size of your nightgown is too small."

"Eh ..."

"You cover the top, the bottom opens."

"Nh ..."

"I'm sorry, I've seen it all."

Melyan covered her eyes quietly.

The excitement in the morning passed quickly. After this incident, Melyan's brain, which was a little sluggish due to lack of sleep, returned to work as usual.

The two finished breakfast in a quiet atmosphere, after thanking Martin and his mother, they resumed the journey.

On the road, Melyan frowned and looked at Zulia who was running in front of him. The tail of his horse swayed wildly behind his head.

"Hey, Miss Zulia. Can you think of my weak physique?" Melyan finally couldn't hold back then shouted.

Zulia's footsteps seemed to have completely slowed down, but her face was still cold, and the slight impression of Melyan last night disappeared even though Melyan did not think she made a mistake.

"Women are harder to understand than Alduin's Twilight Song." Melyan was helpless.

Three days later, the two arrived at the City of Yese.

Compared to the barren and desolate City of Yeju, the city was more than twice as crowded due to the influence of the Flower of Hatred.

There were a lot of people in the restaurant, and it seemed that mercenaries from all over Kansa region came here. Even when Zulia displayed her division-level mercenary badge, there were still many people who wanted to tease her.

The girl no longer hid her strength, she suddenly took out a sword, then slammed the sheath into the weathered wooden table, the wooden table let out a squeaking sound, and left behind a deep sword mark.

The purple light from his strength flashed at a glance, even the buzzing fly disappeared instantly.

Melyan raised her eyebrows.

"You've at least reached the forties, haven't you?" Melyan asked in a low voice.

"Fourty."

“I mean gold level.” Melyan hurriedly changed her words.

Zulia shook her head.

"My coins are not enough to reach the gold level, and I did not take the level 4050 test in the Swordsman Association."

"Fear of revealing identity?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Melyan suddenly understood, it turned out that Zulia had actually reached a level above 40.

The Flower of Hatred was a level 40 boss. With Zulia's current level, Zulia could even represent her to fight the boss.

Of course Melyan wouldn't do that.

The lacing of Zulia's sword not only shocked the surrounding mercenaries, but also shocked the boss of the restaurant, he stopped the waiter who was about to deliver the wine, then he himself who was directly delivering the wine.

"You two ...."

"Take it back, he's not used to drinking this wine."

Melyan smiled and looked polite, but her tone was full of decisiveness. At this moment, he seemed to be playing his legendary scholar role again.

Although Zulia did not understand why Melyan was doing this, she also smiled.