The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 96: The identity of the private interview on Weibo has been guessed and has been confirmed

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When a person dies, he sinks into the sea, so don’t vent your anger too much...

Annan blinked.

He had heard similar proverbs, but in the Principality of Winter.

"...We also have a similar saying there. It is said that 'when a person dies, he will be buried in the ground, so don't be too sad.'"

"Oh, sad..."

Isaac sneered: "That kind of thing is not popular here.

"Although Denisoya has always said that the Winter people are barbaric and cruel, the Theocracy people are rigid and arrogant, and the Noah people are timid and greedy for money... those guys in the underground cannot be called human beings. But to I say, Danny Sawyer's side is the biggest problem.

“When friends and family are killed, what they think about is not grief—it’s revenge. The King and the Privy Council are unreliable, and there is no justice. Only gunfire in the alleys, The poisonous blade behind the back and the gunfire flying from the depths of the sea are the most just."

"...Actually, it's no problem. This is understandable."

Annan shook his head: "When people cannot seek 'complete justice', blood revenge itself can only become a kind of 'incomplete justice'. It is the last resort."

"That can only be regarded as pale and empty justice at best."

Issac took a breath, and the depression on his face became much lighter: "But the sad thing is... this has become Danny Sawyer's 'total justice'.

"In a place where you can only rely on yourself to avenge blood revenge, even if you don't harm others or commit crimes, and just live your own life... you may die suddenly one day. In a place where you can only rely on yourself, even In a place where parents and children cannot be trusted, and brothers and sisters may betray at any time... there is no such overly compassionate word as "sadness".

"And... sinking the dead into the sea is just to avoid trouble."

"Trouble?"

Annan asked doubtfully.

"He's referring to the undead, sir."

It was the stall owner who answered Annan’s doubts.

"If the corpse is not buried in time - or hung in public for too long, it may turn into a resentful spirit because the 'funeral' has not been completed... No one knows whether this will really happen. But we have nothing to do here. Dumbhead Qing, everyone would rather believe what he has or not, he is very smart."

After the crowd dispersed, Annan and Isaac, who were still standing in place, were extremely conspicuous. So the stall owner immediately realized that they should be here on a special trip and not just passers-by.

But as a gambling stall owner, what he is best at is "watching people."

Who can be offended, who cannot be offended, who must be eliminated as soon as possible, and who must be treated politely...

The stall owner walked over.

The people around them immediately dispersed further away - lest they hear something they shouldn't hear. The two children had also been brought back to the gambling stall. They have been "pawned" and are the "personal property" of this gambling stall.

They either retreated into the gambling stalls, or stood guard at the intersection from a distance. They stood next to this pool of fresh and warm blood and started chatting in the street that suddenly became deserted.

"Your Excellency...are you here to investigate something?"

The stall owner asked politely.

He glanced at the double snake staff held by Annan, as well as the fluttering off-shoulder robe, and the many geometric pendants hanging on Isaac's body... then he lowered his head in unusual respect.

It is impossible for a normal person to wear such weird and unusual clothes when going out on the street, let alone hold such a gorgeous cane - it even has a crystal ball on it that is bigger than his fist. You can still see the streamer!

He has also seen clothes with geometric patterns before. Those are the unique costumes of the Jade Pagoda's mentors... Generally speaking, the more types of geometric patterns, the higher the status.

The pendant on this man's chest has almost everything.

...Could it be that the Lord of the Jade Tower or the Son of the Tower came in person?

Of course, the possibility that this is a scammer cannot be ruled out.

However, the stall owner is confident in his ability to recognize people - this calm and unfazed demeanor, as well as the extremely unusual affinity and pressure of the white-haired dwarf, cannot be faked.

The minimum is two official wizards, "committee" or even higher level ones.

And he is just a gambling stall owner belonging to a certain pirate faction in a certain port city. Although he is considered to be a middle-to-high-level person in the gang, even the old ritual master who joined them a few months ago has a higher status than him.

He is only human after all.

In a place like the United Kingdom, extraordinary beings are nobler than ordinary people on every level. They can easily become nobles, and can join any industry regardless of qualifications... they can even easily become mounted policemen who are feared by the big pirates.

Seeing his extremely respectful look, Annan asked with interest: "How do you know that we are not here just for fun?"

"Your accent sounds like that of a big noble from the cold winter area. And most likely he has never been to our place... But the adult next to you can tell at a glance that he is a local."

This gambling stall owner, who looks like a tavern owner and seems to be ready to say "This is how the game is played at any time, you are really a talent, my friend", appears so friendly in front of the two of them. This attitude can even be said to be close to humility.

"And if a local brings a friend from out of town to travel, he will obviously not take his friend to a gambling stall. At most, he will just come and take a look.

"If they saw a ceremony like that just now, they would probably leave quickly - I have also seen some big shots. Although they don't care whether little people like us are alive or not, when they see that kind of 'unclean' ceremony, they You will still be surprised...and leave in a hurry before the person is hung up."

The stall owner whispered, and the right corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise, revealing a slightly sarcastic smile.

Although those big shots don't even hesitate when they order someone to be killed. But when they really saw the iron hooks driving into their cheeks, blood mixed with their tongues, or their eyes popping out~IndoMTL.com~, they turned pale with fear.

Compared with those "big men", this young man holding a scepter, with long silver-white hair, and skin so pure that it seemed to be glowing... with a face as beautiful as a princess, didn't notice when he saw this scene. Any reaction.

Neither fear nor excitement. There is no disgust and no pleasure.

On his face was an almost divine compassion.

The stall owner immediately confirmed that this must be a real superior.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in the stall owner's mind.

He seemed to have an inspiration and suddenly guessed a possibility——

In the tavern, I seemed to have heard that this generation of Winter Grand Dukes is young and often likes to travel to other countries...

This white-haired dwarf looks as beautiful as the little princess of Denisoya's family, has an extremely noble temperament, and has skin so white that it seems to be glowing...

——Isn’t it the Duke of Winter?