I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 110. Lay Out Facts and Reason

After becoming an authority dog, Char had even more ideas about the development of Ravesland.

However, all of this was built on the foundation of completing the "Foundation".

The first was [Faction].

It was simple. Ravesland was a relic of an ancient civilization, and to obtain a faction, one had to get in touch with the natives of the seventh era. To put it bluntly, pulling people into the faction would then divide them into "factions", and then activate their reputation. He had also obtained the authority to assign missions and pull players in.

This was also the so-called "faction progress".

As a new race, the androids provided 50% of the progress, while the remaining 25% was provided by the prairies natives and Rosswealth respectively.

If he wanted to make up for another 25%, there were only two options left. One was Laurentia, and the other was Ethan.

The former represented the United Holy Empire, while the latter represented the Dark Elves.

So, Char's next job was clear.

..

Three days later.

In Char's temporary office.

"Let's start," Char said.

Ethan was sitting across from him. The guy had come to find him on the first day he could barely get off the bed, so he had obviously thought it through.

The Dark Elf mulled it over for a moment, then said apologetically, "I'm very grateful for your generosity and kindness..."

As expected.

Char understood.

"You're going to say "but", right?" He said.

Ethan was silent.

"It's fine. If you've been tricked into becoming a traitor by a few words and a babe trap, I'd think you're an ungrateful wolf. After all, you've lived in Andaheim for so long, and you're a Shadow Samurai," Char said. "Don't worry, I won't think too much about it."

Ethan was embarrassed by his words, and his momentum weakened.

"It's like this, Lord Char. Whether it's my skin color or blood, I don't fit in with this place, especially after seeing them enthusiastically building their own home these few days, while I'm sitting here as a traitor, weighing the weights, thinking if I should betray... I'm sorry, I really can't do it..."

"What makes me more confused and troubled is that I can't face my heart directly... Yes, I love Masha, I love her deeply, but if I betray Andaheim easily, I might betray her soon too... It's very difficult for people to control their own slipping desires, and I've already deeply experienced this. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been involved in this matter."

Ethan's eyes were filled with sincerity, and Char's admiration for him grew.

"So what do you plan to do?" He asked.

"I'll leave, and I won't take anything from here, including my memories. When I get back, I'll use the 'forget spell' to erase my memories of this place and continue to be loyal to Duke Adina as a Shadow Samurai who patrols the vicinity of the Moon-Buried Mountain Ridge."

Duke Adina was the distant cousin of the previous Queen. She was a member of the Dark Elf royal family, and also the person to whom Ethan swore allegiance.

Of course, Shadow Samurais like Ethan were mass-produced. The same batch of outstanding young men who were originally "assassins" were initially working under Duke Adina. Later, because of their excellent performance, fifty of them were selected and qualified to meet the Duke. They were then granted the identity of "Shadow Samurai".

Unlike Char, their "gifts" had been diluted, so the Duke herself could not benefit from their increase in level. At most, she would have a group of fighters who were better than the death Warriors.

The reason why Ethan couldn't give up his feelings for Andaheim was probably mostly because of this bond.

It could be said that he had dedicated his entire life to the Duke.

But...

"It's normal for you to think this way. Your plan is perfect, but you're wrong about one thing..."

Char crossed his hands and held his chin, sighing slowly.

"You're still lacking in understanding the corruption of the Dark Elf royal family. Let me put it this way, you think that there is 'mutual trust' between the Shadow Samurai and the noblewoman they're loyal to, right? You also believe in the story of the "Withered Petal", right?"

Ethan nodded hesitantly.

Char was right, he believed this story.

It should be said that every Shadow Samurai deeply believed in this story.

The story itself was very cliché. It was about an exiled duchess and her Shadow Samurai living a difficult life surrounded by strong enemies. The latter played out a story of a loyal dog fighting for its master until it was exhausted.

The story was naturally made up. In order to highlight the theme of "Loyalty", too much ink had been used to describe the duchess's "trust in the Shadow Samurai". This traditional bond was described in an incomparably beautiful way as if it were not for the constraints of various objective factors, it would not be inappropriate for the master and samurai to have sex in the sky. On the contrary, the Shadow Samurai would half-refuse and half-shout "Master, you can't.", and then be conquered by the duchess.

But in fact, this was the beautiful vision that he had been portrayed as the Shadow Samurai, as well as a Spring dream that was more fragile than a soap bubble.

How could there be such a pure and sincere relationship... This was just a beautified use.

Since almost all the male Dark Elves in Andaheim had been tamed, this story was more commonly used to control people's hearts than any other spell.

Obviously, Ethan was also hurt.

"Let me tell you what kind of torture you'll face when you return."

Char dipped his finger into the tea and roughly drew a magic circle on the table.

"You've seen it before?"

Ethan nodded quickly.

Even though Char's drawing skills were terrible, he still remembered the formation clearly.

He had seen it before when he was granted the identity of the Shadow Samurai. The ceremony was too boring, but he had to be tense, so he stared at the picture for two hours.

"This is called the "mind stealing" magic circle. It's essentially a kind of curse. On the surface, it's called a "forbidden spell". It's not allowed to be used because it's a cult."

Ethan raised his head and snorted, "Isn't that the prejudice those guys on the surface have against us? "

"Prejudice, your head! The reason why this thing is banned is that it's too vicious, you know!" Char cursed, "Only you bunch of uncultured fools think that the whole world is against you! This thing has been planted in your body since the day you were hired. If you want to lie in front of Duke Adina, she can directly take away this part of your memory. It's "taken away", not "erased", do you understand? Taking away a piece of flesh would cause one to tear it off from the bone, so it's easy to imagine what would happen if one took away the memory! If it's light, they'll be in a vegetative state. If it's heavy, they'll die, understand?"

Ethan froze for a few seconds and suddenly asked,

"What's a vegetable?"

Char was stumped by the question, and it was not easy to answer.

"You've seen the "nobles" in the upper city, right? " He asked.

Ethan nodded.

"if those nobles can't speak or move, they're in a vegetative state."

Ethan fell into silence again.

He recalled the "people" he had seen ...

They didn't even have "eyes".

If he could not even speak or move...

After a long while, he said in a low voice, "But... But Her Excellency the Duke, she... Why did she do this to us?"

"To her, "you" are even lower than livestock, do you understand? You still have to take into account the feelings of your "Nightingale" companion when you use it, but she doesn't need to. You're nothing more than artifacts, so she can use them however she likes. Do you know Loram?" Char suddenly asked after a pause.

"I know... He's my companion, but he went missing a month ago."

"He's dead. One of Duke Adina's female friends spent the night in Blue Moon County. She had nothing to do at night, so she called Loram to sleep with her. But she's sick. She would throw away everything she used, so Loram was thrown away."

"What!"

Ethan was completely shocked.

Loram was his only friend near The Moon-Buried Mountain Ridge.

"Marz, Amaray, and Warwick, these three people that you know but are not very familiar with have also disappeared, right? And it's during their Sursee's duty, right? Duke Adina has a manor on the outskirts of Sursee. Every month, she holds an "open ball" there. You can ask the 'one-eyed Crow' in the eastern suburbs of Sursee about the details. He's in charge of handling the corpses that are transported out of the manor."

"You've seen Gibera before, right? She must have been very interested when she saw you, right? The reason was simple. She had been to those kinds of events a lot. In order to please this Apostle, Adina told her what you looked like. Well, she told her everything except your name, because names are the least important thing to you.

"So, Marz, who looked like you was tortured to death by her. If you want to verify it, you just have to ask the one-eyed Crow if he saw a porphyrin corpse half-year ago. Gibera's glittering scales were stained on him. I think the one-eyed Crow would be excited to tell you that the body was sold for a good price, and then exclaim, "you two look so similar"."

"If you're still thinking that you're lucky, I can provide you with a lot of evidence. I'm not in a hurry, not at all. I like to lay out the facts and reasons with you. You can verify them one by one, but you have to do it before you're caught."

"With such a huge incident, you'll be captured the moment you return to Blue Moon County. Not to mention that the "forget spell" has a terribly low priority, even if the spell was powerful enough to resist "mind stealing", one would never have the chance to kill themselves in advance.

"Alright, I'm done. You can decide for yourself."

Char crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, watching the cold sweat on Ethan's forehead drip down.

The reason why he kept mentioning the one-eyed Crow who collected corpses in Eastern Jiujiang, was not because he wanted Ethan to verify it.

The reason was simple. Ethan was one of the orphans raised by the one-eyed Crow, and he was later sold to Duke Adina.

So, when he told Char these things, he would naturally link them to his childhood experiences... Those things were not real, but the one-eyed Crow had indeed done them.

When Ethan was very young, he was like the other orphans, hiding in the dark and watching his foster father's busy back.

That was why they didn't see him open the bag of the body, search for anything valuable inside, tie the bag, and call them over to cart the sack.

All he remembered was that broken car, in which he had either poured the stinky bags into the acid pool far away in the suburbs or thrown them into the dog hole by the roadside.

Now, under the stimulation of Char's words, those vague memories were all awakened, and even the scenes that he had never seen before seemed to appear one by one...

It was as if he had seen all of this with his own eyes.

There was no mistake...

It was like this.

Char opened the access panel and saw the [faction progress] increase from 75% to 87.5%, just like Ethan was slowly pulling out his roots in Andaheim.