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Chapter 739 The Initial Disheartened Brother

"I haven't seen newcomers like you in a long time."

"It's ridiculous that someone would come here for such an impossible mission. It would be much easier for them to stay in the Northern Undead Asylum."

"Also, stop dancing like an idiot."

The man, whose face looked utterly disheartened, addressed the crowd.

Besides his dejection, there seemed to be a faint hint of sarcasm in his voice.

It's unclear whether he was mocking himself or ridiculing the people in front of him.

"Hevy, this guy's tone is really unpleasant to me, can I beat him up?"

"After all, it's just an afterimage from the dungeon, so you'll have to bear with it."

Hervi calmed down her hot-tempered companion and took a closer look at the man. His equipment looked ordinary, and her strength was unknown, but he didn't resist when the group pulled him up to sing and dance. Maybe he was too weak to resist.

It's also possible that they gave up on communicating with these oddballs, the Starfire Knights.

An aura of world-weariness emanated from the other person. If one were to use a campfire to describe a person, then this guy's flame had already gone out, leaving only a pile of ashes, and it would probably be difficult for him to reignite.

This person has lost faith in life.

"Ok?"

Hervé suddenly realized something, and his expression turned strange. He felt that the person in front of him had a strangely similar temperament to another afterimage in the Sien Dungeon.

That's Hawkwood, the escapee, a former member of the Farron Immortals.

That guy also exudes a disheartening and negative aura, and he would use words to attack the adventurers he encountered, which made many adventurers dislike him. However, it is said that he was quite brave when he assisted in the battle at the top of the ancient dragon, and was welcomed by some people.

The aura emanating from this disheartened warrior was almost identical to that of Hawkwood. If it weren't for their different appearances, he would have thought that Hawkwood had lived for a very long time, just like Patch!

"What is your name? And what is your mission?"

Just to be on the safe side, Hervé thought it best to ask the guy's name; maybe it was what Hawkwood looked like before his plastic surgery.

As for the mission, he remembered that the Astrakian high-ranking knight who unfortunately died in the Northern Undead Asylum had said something similar, instructing them to ring two large bells before they could learn the true mission.

"My name? That's not important at all, it doesn't mean anything anyway."

The disheartened man had no intention of giving his name; he considered it a completely pointless act.

"Then I'll call you Brother Disheartened?" Herve said a rather disrespectful line.

He had intended to provoke the other party with such words, hoping that they would reveal their real name in anger.

To his surprise, the disheartened man merely chuckled, his expression indifferent, seemingly accepting the nickname and not particularly concerned about Hervé's newfound nickname.

What's going on with this guy? He seems to have even stronger negative feelings than Hawkwood.
Hervi couldn't help but feel that not only had the monsters in this new area of ​​the Sien Dungeon become stronger, but even the afterimages' personalities had become more bloated?

Never mind, let's just call this guy Disheartened Bro.

Since this guy doesn't care about his nickname at all, then I'm going to spread my nickname all over the world, and then we'll see if he still cares!

Although arguing with the afterimage is a pointless act, he's still enjoying it now.

"As for the mission, hey, really? You guys haven't even heard of that and you've already come all this way?"

Disheartened Bro's tone was indeed very irritating, a completely different type from Patch's.

Todd immediately retorted, "Of course we know we have to ring both bells first!"

“Hey, you know that, don’t you?” Disheartened Brother shifted to a more comfortable sitting position and asked again, “So, do you know where those two clocks are?”

Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless.

It seems like nobody really knows, and the deceased knight didn't say anything at all.

“Anyway, I’m just killing time, so I’ll teach you guys,” the Disheartened Guy said, his expression quite lively. “There are two Awakening Bells mentioned in the Undead’s Mission. One of them is located right here above us. You see, it’s on the bell tower of that Undead Cathedral.”

"The other bell is located deep beneath this place, in the ancient ruins beneath a village called Sick Village. It is said that something will happen if these two bells are rung, but who knows what will happen? At least for me, I have never heard of what happened afterward, but it doesn't matter anyway."

His string of words seemed to contain very useful information, and even those who were previously dissatisfied with his tone quickly began to take notes.

"Because the elevator is broken, you'll have to climb up the cliff next to it and take a little-known path to enter Undead Town. As for the other bell, you can just go down from Undead Town."

At this point, Disheartened Brother suddenly chuckled in a strange tone:
"But then again, down from Undead Town lies a sick village teeming with patients. If it were me, I'd want to stay far, far away from that place, hahaha."

Spending too much time with this guy always felt like it would dampen one's fighting spirit. However, the group ignored the negative emotions in his tone and instead carefully recorded each name and location.

The so-called afterimages, in their view, besides understanding their own experiences, are primarily used for gathering intelligence and obtaining rewards. Hervi and the others gathered together to discuss the information they had just obtained from Brother Disheartened. Although they were all thinking about leaving the dungeon as soon as possible, since they couldn't get out, they would do their best to explore.

However, this discussion took quite a while.

Seeing that these people didn't respond, Brother Disheartened actually spoke up:
"What's wrong? Standing there motionless for so long, are you scared? If so, then just sit here like me. Drifting through life in a daze until you become a wandering ghost is the easiest thing to do, hehehehe."

"This guy is really radiating negative energy."

Hervé couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark, but he quickly tried to ignore the influence of the disheartened guy and asked the question he cared about most.

Do you know where Faran Fortress is?

That's right, what everyone wants to know is the location of the Farron Fortress. If they can find that very old map, they might be able to find a way out.

However.
"Fran Fortress? What's that? I've never heard of it."

"what?"

Disheartened Brother's answer left everyone speechless.

Even Hervé couldn't help but show a hint of panic in his eyes because of this unexpected and unusual answer. People quickly asked for the names of the areas they were familiar with.

The answers were surprisingly consistent: "I don't know."

Now everyone was starting to panic.

However, when they mentioned some of the people, there were a few that Brother Disheart did recognize.

"The King of Elden? Who's that? Never heard of him."

"Onstan? How could I possibly know anything about that Royal Knight? Why are you asking these questions? Are you trying to challenge him? Hahaha."

"Patch. That name makes me feel disgusted. Stop talking about it."

As if conducting an experiment, everyone took turns naming the people they knew. The more people that Brother Disheartened knew, the more at ease they felt.

They felt at ease because even though there were new changes in the city of Sien, there were still familiar things there.

However, after a while, Brother Huixin became a little impatient with all the questions and finally waved his hand and said, "You have too many questions. If you like to ask too many questions, you will become annoying."

“Well, then I’ll ask one last question,” Todd said hopefully, “Do you know of any painting worlds around here?”

This question stems entirely from his personal motives.

The reason for asking this question is one.

Since the world of painting has a system that will inevitably absorb anyone who comes into contact with it once they are in the Sien Dungeon, and they cannot leave without meeting certain conditions, often trapping people for several days at a time, and after being released they are exhausted and need to rest for a long time.

Yes, this is also what he is preparing to get rid of Dorian. If he can get his hands on a painting world and trap the other party inside, he can run far away even without using the portal of the Sien Dungeon.

Todd is always planning.

However, they made far too many plans but never actually took any action.

"The world of painting? How could something so precious possibly appear in such a remote and impoverished place?"

Disheartened Brother flatly rejected Todd's hopes, and Todd immediately lowered his head in disappointment upon hearing this.

But a few seconds later, Disheartened Brother's voice rang out again.

"However, I seem to have heard some rumors recently, and it seems that something similar has actually appeared nearby."

Upon hearing this, not only Todd, but also Hervey and the others perked up.

"where is it?"

Hervi's intuition was always quite sharp in the Sien Dungeon, and after hearing what Disheartened said, his intuition told him that something was worth noting.

The existence of that painting-like world that Brother Disheartened mentioned may play a significant role for them.

"I'm not sure if that thing is the world of paintings. It's said to look very similar, and none of the people who said they were going to look for it have ever appeared again. If you're interested, I won't stop you. Go ahead and look for it. It's better than sitting here doing nothing, isn't it?"

Disheartened Brother pointed to the steps built along the mountainside, clearly indicating the location to everyone.

The Starfire Knights exchanged glances and immediately made a decision.

"Head over there!"

(End of this chapter)