Chapter 639: Probe and News from the Federation

"I only believe what I see with my own eyes, Sir Hughes."

The other shadow smiled strangely, and did not say anything, but just waited quietly for the communication between Anvis and the Duke to end.

He came here in person not just to eavesdrop like those thieves.

He didn't go in immediately to inquire about the situation because Anvis was talking to Duke Carrot.

As the current head of the Olivendi family, Duke Carlotte has to give some face.

Just as the two had been waiting, Anvis quickly ended his contact with the Duke and prepared to resume his daily meditation.

But in the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes again alertly and glanced at the indoor environment with some suspicion.

When Avis noticed that the hands of the magic clock began to rotate irregularly, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately activated an amulet on his chest, as if intending to escape.

However, as soon as the amulet's bright white light was emitted, it was blocked by the dim light emerging from the surrounding walls and could not advance an inch.

"Good vigilance, but still lacks sufficient hard power to match."

Under Avis's 'vigilant' gaze, two translucent figures emitting green light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Don't worry, we are not your enemy. The power that seals your room only comes from the effect of the school's maze lock itself."

Seeing Avis's expression, the shadow on the left smiled slightly, and the green light that had originally permeated his face dissipated, revealing a face that Avis was somewhat familiar with.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Hughes Duman, the vice president of the Royal Pamir Academy. This is His Excellency Marquis Draka. I'm here today just because I have some questions for you."

"Of course, as compensation for scaring you, I can use my power as the vice-president to give you an additional 1,000 credits."

As he spoke, Zeus's shadow raised his hand and drew a glowing rune in the air, as if communicating with the main control core of the maze.

The next moment, Avis received a notification from his college ID card that the total number of credits in his name had increased by one thousand points.

"Your Majesty, Vice President, Your Majesty, Marquis, please ask any questions you have. I will try my best to answer as long as I know the answers."

After this scene, it seemed that the identities of the two were confirmed, and Avis's attitude visibly relaxed.

"What is the true identity of the mysterious prophet behind the Black Ring Chamber of Commerce?"

However, at this moment, Marquis Draka, who had been silent before, suddenly spoke, staring at Avis' eyes with his dim eyes, and asked this question in an extremely firm tone.

"...I don't know, Your Majesty. I have never had any contact with that person."

With his brows slightly furrowed, Avis shook his head, indicating that he was not clear about the situation.

"If your purpose here is related to that mysterious prophet, then you are asking the wrong person..."

"You're lying!"

But before Anvis could finish his words, Marquis Draka suddenly interrupted him rudely.

"Your Majesty..."

"I know what you want to say. You don't know the other party's identity. It's just because you know the person in charge of the Black Ring Chamber of Commerce that you can get his help. It's completely an accident, right?"

"But if there is no special connection, then why would a high-level prophet go out of his way to help you?"

With a sneer on his face, Marquis Draka pressed forward step by step.

Due to the special nature of the position of prophet, high-level prophets are usually elusive and act in secret.

Although the path of each high-level prophet is different, in order to prevent themselves from being tainted by too many messy threads of fate, they usually try to avoid getting involved in meaningless events.

And in a situation like Avis's, where he offered to help someone he knew without hesitation when he ran into trouble? No matter how you think about it, there is something wrong.

"I'm sorry, but I really don't know the situation, Your Majesty."

Avis's expression also turned slightly cold, as if he felt insulted.

"I'll come and see for myself if you know the truth about this!"

With a thick sneer, Marquis Draka, as a ninth-ranked man, suddenly surged with his aura and pressed madly towards Anvis, causing the latter's face to turn pale instantly.

"Draka, you promised me before that you would not attack him directly!"

However, after noticing Marquis Draka's actions, Hughes stopped him before he could actually take action.

"Hey, we'll figure this out."

Although his movements were obstructed, Marquis Draka was not annoyed. He just nodded to Vice President Xius and then disappeared on his own.

At least from the test just now, he has confirmed that Avis's strength is indeed only level five, and there is nothing hidden.

"I'm so sorry, Anvis, I assure you that what happened today was just an accident."

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Giving Anvis a smile, Vice President Xius also disappeared.

As the two left, the strange phenomenon of the blocked room began to slowly disappear. Watching all this, Avis did not do anything at the first time, but just entered a meditative state as before.

Anvis was well prepared for the appearance of the two.

In fact, ever since he resolved the attack from the Hengjin Club, Avis has always maintained an avatar with a strength of only about level five to operate in the academy.

This is just so that if anyone tries to test his true strength, he can throw it out to deal with it.

Sure enough, this preparation was soon put to use.

There was no hope of luck. Although the two seemed to have left, Avis didn't think that everything was fine.

Since it was suspected that an unknown high-level prophet was involved, the two of them would be the last Ninth Order to pay attention to this matter. Before the limelight of this incident passed, it would be better for him to keep a low profile. . ….….While Avis was performing his daily life as a good student, a piece of news from the Itel Federation clone caught his attention.

In recent times, an undercurrent of constructing a network has begun to secretly arise among the people of the Federation.

It's not that some high-level professionals are secretly rebuilding the network - when the construction of the network was banned by the three major forces on the continent, they didn't have the courage to do so.

The real situation is that civilians began to ask around, where can they get a network link headband Because of the existence of those contacts, civilians saw another way to become professionals. Indeed, many people went crazy in that incident, but civilians with extremely closed sources of information did not care. They just heard that wearing a headband would have a chance to become a professional master Not only civilians, many low-level professionals also heard that constructing a network headband would have a chance to greatly improve the wearer's talent.

This is not entirely a rumor, because there are indeed such cases among those who have come into contact with it, where their talents in certain aspects have been greatly improved, and the original bottleneck has been broken through as easily as drinking water.

Even some professionals who really know the inside story are tempted by this.

It is true that some people who wear headbands will never wake up, but compared to the total number of people, they are still a very small minority.

To exchange a death chance of less than 30% for a chance to completely transform one's talent is an invaluable opportunity for ordinary professionals.

Although most of the headbands in the private sector were forcibly recycled after the incident, and the few network headbands in personal collections are currently unusable, what if they become effective again in the future? A large number of low-level professionals and civilians who are not aware of the situation are holding on to their fantasies and looking for ways to buy network headbands.

This resulted in the original headbands quickly being in short supply. Some unscrupulous traders, seeing business opportunities, even began making counterfeit headbands and selling them at high prices, which in turn led to a variety of subsequent bloody conflicts.

Many people are happy to see this, especially the players.

Since all the headbands collected at that time were piled up in the warehouse and there was no one dedicated to collect them, major player guilds saw the business opportunity and began to lobby "important NPCs" such as the city lord and the sheriff to sell them on their behalf and share the profits. They obtained a large number of headbands and sold them through merchant players.

(End of this chapter)