These were all fairly normal exchanges between the two guilds, and they had done this frequently in the past.
Who would have thought that this matter would become so strangely out of control?
It was originally just a simple act of trouble, but ended up with many people from the Giant Whale Guild dying.
Then, something so bizarre would happen today.
Even Blake, who has never been very smart, knew that he must have been framed!
"Two Vice Palace Masters, the most urgent task is to prove our innocence! We clearly didn't do these things!"
"What about the undead dagger, the medal, the blue robe... This is just a crude way of shifting the blame. Anyone with a discerning eye can definitely see through it."
"As long as we explain patiently, people will believe it."
Another guild elder advised.
"Haha, so what if they figured it out? Do you think the other two guild leaders and General Hansen don't know?"
"They wouldn't be so foolish as to think that the one causing the trouble was Jerome."
"But now the rumors are still flying everywhere. Players throughout the safe zone firmly believe that these things were done by our Nebe Guild."
"No one would believe you if you said they didn't help things!"
Hausman produced another burst of output.
He was telling the truth.
The entire incident is indeed full of doubts.
Their Nebe Guild was indeed not stupid enough to deliberately expose their characteristics to do these things.
But does it matter?
The whole incident now needs such a scapegoat to divert people's panic.
The other three guilds can also take this opportunity to severely damage or even bring down the scapegoat.
Unfortunately, the Nebe Temple is the scapegoat.
Now the Nebe Temple is covered in yellow mud - it's either shit or shit!
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