"Um, are you referring to a tavern?"
To be honest, Ning Feng hesitated a bit when he saw that building.
He really didn't expect to see a tavern in such a tense place as the front lines, especially one with a medieval retro design.
"Well, you could say that."
After thinking for a moment, Andrew smiled and explained:
"Is this Mr. Mephisto's first time at the front?"
"Yes, I've been dealing with other matters."
"I see... It's normal that you don't know. That's a branch of the Adventurers' Guild. Although it does some tavern business, it mostly serves as a place to hand over quests."
Walking in front, Andrew led Ning Feng and Xilin, who were dressed in disguise, through the door.
Noise, frenzy, laughter...
This scene, so common in various works and in taverns, was nowhere to be found this time.
The atmosphere inside the tavern was indescribably oppressive; almost no one spoke, and even those who did were speaking in very low voices.
Beneath the silence and tranquil surface, an emotion seems to be spreading and growing.
Anger, or perhaps fear.
The shadow of death gradually loomed over the battlefield on the front lines.
Seeing this scene, Ning Feng sighed softly and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"The situation is not optimistic."
The situation seems to be really not optimistic.
After several rounds of direct confrontation and after suffering heavy casualties, those who had been clinging to illusions had to face the reality.
The current situation is not a minor skirmish as usual.
The days when simply having enough people to contribute didn't guarantee victory were over.
This is the last barrier before the Second Front Bloodbath Zone, the second line of defense against supernatural creatures.
If even they have this attitude, what about the people in the Blood War Zone?
How desperate would they be?
What kind of emotional changes will they experience?
"Yes, the situation on the front lines isn't too bad, but it's hard to say it's good either."
Andrew didn't turn around, his gaze silently passing by others, sometimes even nodding slightly in greeting.
"Of course, the actual situation is certainly not that bad, but this is a team belonging to Duke Hanci, so..."
Andrew didn't say the reason behind it, but Ning Feng and Xilin both understood the meaning behind it.
Grand Duke Hanci's overly aggressive offensive policies led to his legions achieving the greatest victories but also paying the heaviest price.
The people currently in the tavern are either those who have just returned from the battlefield or those who are planning to leave the team.
In such a scene, with such a group of people, it would be difficult to find smiles on their faces.
Just as Ning Feng was pondering, he suddenly felt his mind being gently touched; Xilin wanted to establish a mental link with him.
Without hesitation, Ning Feng accepted, and then felt an unusually stable mental fluctuation.
Like a vast but calm ocean, Shirin felt no worry upon seeing this scene; instead, she calmed down.
("Don't worry, the situation isn't as bad as it seems.")
Her gaze swept across the faces of the people, and Shirin commented indifferently:
("Although their fighting spirit was not high, most of them had blood on their bodies, and the vast majority of it was other people's blood.")
Experiencing this calm, even Ning Feng's initially uneasy mood stabilized, and he chuckled:
("Yes, I can smell it.")
There was a hint of blood on these people.
Even though they had been cleaned, Ning Feng was still able to clearly analyze them using his sensory domain and nose.
Although some of their blood is human, the majority is the blood of extraordinary beings.
In the current battle, humanity still holds a significant advantage.
As for the specifics of the situation, that was Ning Feng and his group's main purpose in coming here.
"So, who are we looking for?"
Taverns, the territory of the Adventurers' Guild Alliance, and teammates of comparable strength...
In addition, Ning Feng had a vague feeling in his heart; his sixth sense told him that he might run into an acquaintance.
Ning Feng didn't recall having many acquaintances who frequented places like taverns.
Before Ning Feng could begin eliminating clues, Andrew led them to a room and gently knocked on the door.
Dongdong...
Before he could exert any force, an angry roar came from inside the house.
winter!
Listen to me!
"Let me explain! Didn't I tell you? I have a reason why I have to go!"
With a twitch of his ears, Ning Feng heard a faint, angry growl after hearing a forceful thud.
That voice sounded somewhat familiar...
Ning Feng's brow twitched, and he murmured with some surprise within the mental connection:
("This voice is...")
It can't be wrong.
The owner of that voice left a deep impression on Ning Feng.
Andrew, unaware of Ning Feng's unusual behavior, knocked on the door and then pushed it open and went inside.
"I'm sorry to bother you at this time, but I have a suggestion."
Standing by the door, Andrew chuckled softly to the man who had turned around inside:
"Join our team."
"Our destination should be the same."
The man who had just been angrily roaring at the communicator immediately shut it down. He straightened his clothes, coughed lightly, and turned around.
He glanced at Andrew, whom he had known for some time, and then at Ning Feng and Xilin behind him.
"...Same destination?"
Without asking about their identities, he stared intently at Andrew and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Are you sure? Don't try to trick me."
The exceptionally handsome man strode up to the three of them and said in a deep voice:
“If something really goes wrong, not only the Yin family, but also the Jia Silin family will not let you off the hook.”
That's right.
If Ning Feng remembers correctly, although he has never misremembered.
The man in front of me, his name is...
"Anthony, don't worry."
right.
Anthony Yin Lai, I think he's Sophie's fiancé from Jasmine's family.
Just as Ning Feng was pondering whether the other party was a nobody, Andrew was looking earnestly at Anthony, then smiled and said:
"No matter how reckless I am, I would never joke about our safety."
"Please rest assured about that."
As he said this, Andrew silently shook his head in his heart.
Yes, that's generally true...
Unfortunately, this time it's not a typical case.
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