The Righteous Player(s)

Chapter 564 Frederick and Justus
What a reassuring face.

Such a thought popped up in Annan's mind without warning.

What appeared in front of Annan was a "classic" face of a mercenary uncle.There was a healthy glow on his dark brown skin, and his tea-colored pupils shone with brilliance.

The man's body is so strong... in the case of wearing a leather coat, the muscles of the shoulders can hold the clothes up.

The man's right hand supported Annan to get up.Annan didn't even feel any pressure, and was lifted up directly.

The muscles of his forearm are as strong as a hinge made of fine steel, as if the bones must be firmly locked.And the palm was hot, and even after his right hand left, Annan could feel a burst of steam on his shoulder.

"Huh."

Watching Annan open his eyes, the corner of the man's mouth raised: "You're awake.

"I'm right, how does 'Dragon Drink' taste?"

"...It tastes good with barbecue. Please forgive me if you drink it dry."

"Annan" shook his head and made a gentle voice in his own mouth.

He found a glass of warm water from the table and drank it down.The dry eyes were relieved a lot.

At this time, Annan immediately and keenly recognized that these were the two voices he heard when he entered the nightmare.

—Could this be Frederick and Justus?

Is the one I use actually the identity of Frederick?

Annan initially thought that Frederick should be a boss here.

...But speaking of it.

If I were Frederick...

So the soul in Justus's body at this moment, could it be Miss Nefertari who has lost the consciousness of the dreamer?
Annan himself hadn't decided what to say, but a tired-sounding voice came out of his mouth: "...it's okay now.

"When I just finished drinking, I felt like someone was dancing in my head..."

"Ahahahahaha! Men just want to drink strong alcohol!"

The man let out a hearty laugh, took out the wine jug tied around his waist, and raised his head to take a sip.Then he handed it to Annan, raised his eyebrows, and made a nasal sound as a gesture.

"No. Farewell. Excuse me."

"Annan" issued a series of unswerving and triple rejections in a gentle tone: "I am more or less a wizard... Please let me be sober."

"Ahahahahaha! With me here, what are you afraid of!"

Hearing the words of "Annan", the man just laughed out loud.

He grinned, stretched out his right thumb, and picked out a heavy gold chain that looked like a mahjong tile from his neck: "Look clearly, Freire—it's gold now! I'm not the same now as before, Do you know what it means to be fearless?!

"That is, even if you fall into the magma, you will never die!"

He seemed to pronounce some sort of nickname for Frederick.

After laughing, the man suspected of being "Justus" raised his head and took another sip of the spirits.

Annan still can't control his actions and words.

But he was able to adjust his gaze.

He noticed that there seemed to be something written on the "card" on the heavy gold chain.It seemed to be densely packed with short words... But Annan glanced at it, but couldn't make out what was written on it.

"what……"

"Annan" just sighed deeply helplessly: "It's all good, but let's forget about the wine.

"When this thing falls on the skin, you will feel a burning pain. How did you drink it? The alcohol is so strong that it is already a kind of poison?"

"It's poison. You can understand it that way."

The man unscrewed the wine bottle nonchalantly, and stuffed it back into his waist: "But don't worry. I've already transferred all the poison you took back to me.

"This is the magic wine that can make dragons drunk... It's a good thing you can't find outside. It's a rare experience to drink this thing and not die."

The man said, and sat down beside Annan.

With his forearm, he clamped Annan's neck.

"Hey, Freire. You are a busy person, and you don't see him once in many years. It's a rare opportunity. Do you want to try suicide?"

"What?"

"Freyer" and Annan in his heart uttered confused voices in unison.

"Let me tell you. I am now, even death can be reversed."

The man patted his chest and made a sound like metal clashing.

He made a low and proud voice: "It would be great if I was so strong back then. Ingrid, she..."

"—Justus."

"Annan" spoke suddenly, interrupting Justus's words and confirming that Annan's guess was correct: "Before you drink too much, tell me about the mission objective first.

"You brought me to the Cinder Barrens, what exactly do you want me to find for you? If it's buried under the volcanic rocks, I can't find it."

He rubbed his temples, and said angrily: "I'm busy, Justus... unless it's a 'lost item' with clues. It's not easy to find that kind of treasure that no one knows about.

"In three days, I have to go back to the family to participate in the next round of sanctification ceremony. If you are not in a hurry, I will come to you next week?"

"I don't drink much..."

Justus muttered in a low voice, and patted "Annan" on the shoulder hard, making him feel a flash of pain: "I won't delay your business. It's a very simple job, and I won't let you Those who do it for nothing will be rewarded accordingly.

"But before that, you have to sign a non-disclosure agreement."

Justus said, reaching out and groping in his arms.

"Annan" stared at him.

After about three or four seconds, the high-spirited and confident expression on Justus's face became a little embarrassed: "Huh? Wait...Maybe I fell downstairs when I was drinking yesterday. Maybe I didn't bring it... Don't panic, you rest first. I'll look for a contract—oh, I can order a lunch, what do you want?"

Justus's tone was casual.

"Annan" sighed and said casually.

"Sauté lamb with black pepper and pesto... don't bring me wine, I want a glass of orange juice. It's better iced."

"Understood, black pepper steak and—don't come to orange juice, each take a step back, how about orange wine?"

Looking at the expression of "Annan", Justus raised his eyebrows and grinned happily: "I'm just kidding, don't mind. Fried lamb with black pepper and pesto and iced orange juice, I remember it very clearly.

"Stay here and don't move around. You can also read the newspaper in the room. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Justus left the room without hesitation.

The scenes so far have been completely out of control.It should be regarded as the CG part of the opening import.

After Justus left, Annan's body was finally able to move freely.

The next moment, the introduction plot of this dungeon just appeared in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)