Life Dungeon Game

He Ao stepped back, jumped onto another rooftop, and disappeared into the sunlight.

Something came up at home, so I was a little delayed. It will be a bit later.

Chapter 519 Going Alone to the Meeting (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Bright sunlight shone on the cracked old wooden table in the tavern.

The man put down his wine glass, placed his large hand on the wooden tabletop worn smooth by countless customers, and turned to look at the crowds coming and going on the street.

He enjoys this leisure time.

He remembered that many years ago, he often sat in such a small tavern, quietly drinking, doing nothing but watching the leisurely crowds outside the window.

That seems to have become a distant memory.

He has been busy all these years; he is either killing people or on his way to killing people.

He has so many memories that he can no longer recall the meaning of the words "peace" and "leisure".

Until this time, he unexpectedly came into contact with that being, and was instead given some time to rest.

What's the best wine here? Any recommendations?

A young man from the Middle Kingdom, who looked somewhat immature, sat down in front of him and asked in relatively fluent Rudanese.

"You can try their 'Prince Ronnie,' a strong cocktail with vodka as its base. According to the owner, his drink is related to Prince Ronnie from the Kingdom era."

The man looked at the young man in front of him, paused for a moment, and then chuckled softly.

Then he looked out the window again, without lingering on He Ao.

"Little guy, don't listen to that bastard,"

The owner at the counter was wiping the table when he tossed a menu to me. "Prince Ronnie is too strong. You can order something you like."

The thick menu book landed precisely in front of He Ao.

He Ao picked up the menu and flipped through it, his eyes scanning over the names of the wines. The owner's menu was very detailed, with each wine's strength and main ingredients noted, and some even had background stories.

The paper turned over, making a crisp sound.

"Croeder".

He Ao suddenly said softly.

Claude is the C-rank Dawn marked by Heo.

The man who was drinking froze in place, his slow, deliberate motion halting. He abruptly turned his head to look at He Ao.

"Shh, don't get excited, Mr. Blood Disciple."

He smiled calmly, his gaze fixed on the 'Prince Ronnie' wine on the menu.

This drink was originally called Warrior's Cocktail, a cocktail made by the owner himself. The owner said that only the strongest warrior could walk out of the tavern standing up after drinking this drink.

When Prince Ronnie was young, he challenged all the martial arts schools in Ellen. Every time he defeated a school, he would come to this tavern for a drink of the Warrior's Brew.

After a while, the owner felt that Prince Ronnie was a better match for the wine, so he changed the name of the wine to Prince Ronnie.

He Ao looked up, glanced at the man, closed the menu, and tossed it aside.

The heavy menu spun several times in the air before landing in front of the boss. The pages inside flipped rapidly, eventually landing on the page for 'Prince Ronnie'.

The owner glanced at the menu neatly placed in front of him and smiled, "Impressive skills."

He closed the menu and turned to mix drinks.

Heo then raised his gaze to Claude, whose expression had calmed down.

"Are you from the research institute?"

Claude stared at Heo, his gaze like a sharp dagger, as if trying to cut open Heo's heart to see what was inside.

...

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Who it is doesn't matter.

He smiled, looked into Claude's bright red eyes, took out a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket, and began to scribble quickly. "Mr. Claude, perhaps we can have a chat."

"What to talk about?"

Claude placed his hand on his waist.

“Let’s have a chat, your ‘boss,’ Duke Ellen.”

He Ao kept his head down and quickly sketched, his tone calm.

During this brief period of time, He Ao activated his hyper-memory.

Claude's first thought quickly entered his mind.

Sure enough, the 'boss' was Duke Ellen.

There is no faster way to obtain information than by directly asking those in the know.

If the 'boss' is Duke Ellen, then Ruodan might be his stronghold.

“Or rather,” Heo looked at Claude, turning the sketch in his hand over. The man in the drawing was the 'father' that Alicia had described last night.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Should I address that one as 'Prince Ronnie'?"

At this moment, Claude's calm expression finally underwent a subtle change.

These changes and the thoughts in his mind were all perceived by Heo.

The 'boss' is 'Prince Ronnie'? And he's Alicia's missing father?

He paused in thought.

Some things don't add up. According to Alifia, her father was an ordinary person until he disappeared.

In the main world, is it possible for someone to become a B-rank and build a powerful force within five years?

To be precise, at least two years ago, the 'boss' should have been a B-rank, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to protect Jin Ya, who had assassinated several important figures in Ruodan, from Moonlight's B-rank.

In other words, Alifia's father would need to become a B-rank within three years of his disappearance in order to match the 'boss's' strength.

However, it's not impossible for someone to become a B-level in three years, considering that He Ao has only been a little over a month into his extraordinary journey.

Of course, it's also possible that Elifia doesn't know her father, and that Prince Ronnie has been hiding it from his daughter.

Or perhaps, some of the information is not entirely true.

And there's another problem here.

Clearly, the 'boss' holds real power in the Ruodan Restoration Organization. But how could a 'missing prince' who only appeared after the fall of his kingdom, without any foundation, so easily control the forces left behind by the old kingdom?

He Ao put away his sketch and continued,

“Five years ago, after the king died, Prince Ronnie appeared and became your leader.”

When he said those words, Claude's expression visibly changed.

At the same time, Claude's thoughts were also transmitted to Heo's mind.

Prince Ronnie didn't appear five years ago!

He appeared even earlier and has always been the head of the underground supernatural organization in the Kingdom of Ruodan!

That's why he was able to seamlessly take over the old kingdom's power after the king's death.

Some members of the restoration organization even suspected that he was involved in the death of the last king.

This almost contradicts Alicia's description.

The intelligence we obtained earlier was incorrect.

Someone is lying!

"It seems you don't know that much,"

...

Claude smiled, finally recovering from the shock that Heo had given him, but then...

His face stiffened, as if he realized something, his chest heaving violently. "Mind reading? You're bluffing me?"

Within Dawn, there are superhuman individuals with the ability to read minds, such as 'psychologists'. Claude naturally had also come into contact with mind reading and knew that such a power existed in this world.

"Let's go outside and talk."

He smiled and glanced at Claude, then slowly stood up.

Claude had also calmed down. He couldn't reveal his identity, and it would be too conspicuous to make a move here.

Moreover, this is a tavern that 'Prince Ronnie' used to frequent, and killing someone here could very well anger the 'owner'.

So he got up and followed He Ao.

The two walked out of the tavern one after the other and turned into a small alley deep in the street.

With no one around, Claude pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and put it in his mouth. "You seem very confident? Think you can handle me?"

"I must clarify that I have no hostility towards you, nor do I want to fight you. I am a law-abiding citizen. I am simply curious about some things and want to talk to you about them."

He Ao turned around with a smile, "For example, you must have had a pretty high status back in the old kingdom, right? Do you know where Prince Ronnie's secret base is?"

"I do not know."

Claude drew a curved sword from his waist, its crescent-shaped blade gleaming with a cold light.

He truly didn't know that 'Prince Ronnie,' who is now the 'boss,' was exceptionally mysterious, and virtually none of his subordinates knew any detailed information about the prince.

"Do you know where the last king's secret base is?"

He Ao then asked.

For a fleeting moment, a thought flashed through Claude's mind, only to be forcibly extinguished by him.

However, He Ao had already caught this thought.

Fighting against 'mind reading' is not an easy task.

"That's why I hate mind readers the most in my life."