bookrandom Chapter 467 A Lone Wolf Makes its Appearance!
Chapter 467 A Lone Wolf Makes its Appearance!
The golden moment.
"Tsk, we agreed to meet here... Where did that Trail Blazers guy go?"
Potio and Sandgold arrived at the agreed location with their followers.
But there's no one here now.
"Something's not right. Could it be that someone beat us to it and killed him and his servant before we arrived?" Portio placed his hand on the holster at his waist, ready for anything.
"Hey, you're overthinking it. Director Eve is here." Sand Gold waved his hand dismissively.
"If even Director Eve loses, then we're probably dreaming."
Lancer nodded in agreement.
"Excuse my bluntness, but if anyone can easily defeat that Berserker, then none of us standing here will be able to put up a fight."
"Could it be that our old friend is wary of my presence as a member of the company, or that Director Eve is planning to test my performance evaluation standards and is observing our intentions from the shadows?"
“Oh, were you enemies before?” Archer asked curiously.
"Former enemies can become current friends, right, cowboy?" Sand Gold said with a smile.
"Leaving aside the people in the company, she should at least trust me, her old buddy who's been through thick and thin with her! Hey, Xing, I can guarantee everything's safe now, it's time to come out and talk about the collaboration!" Portio shouted.
“Stop shouting,” Sand Gold interrupted Potio. “Before we met, I considered many possibilities, but I never expected the situation to be the most outrageous one…”
Potio understood the situation: "Some little cutie has managed to scam the sea patrol rangers."
He immediately shouted, "Listen up! My little darlings who crave love, no matter who you are or what you're planning to do, you're all surrounded! Show yourself now, or you'll regret being a beat too slow when you're about to be reincarnated!"
At this moment, a lone wolf appeared.
"Did you hear that? Surrender or you'll be reincarnated. No wonder you're a criminal wanted by the company with a hefty bounty; your very first words were utterly thuggish, giving me the creeps..."
Scott looked at Potio with a hint of fear in his eyes, but more so with excitement.
Because he knew it was time for him to hunt.
Suddenly, he saw the gold dust next to Potio.
"Wait! Isn't this guy next to you... Mr. Sand Gold from the 'Stoneheart Ten'?! Why is a wanted criminal being walked with a company executive?" Scott was on the verge of a breakdown.
"If you've been kidnapped by this damn cowboy, wink at me! Could it be... tsk, you two are old acquaintances?"
Scott tried desperately to signal the gold dust, but the gold dust didn't respond at all.
Scott immediately understood.
"I understand, you're no better than me."
"A company executive is betraying his company and having an affair with a wanted criminal on the Galaxy's most wanted list—Assassin, you absolutely must capture this wonderful scene on film."
Only then did Sand Gold look at them properly, but not at Scott, but at director Rick beside him.
"Your servant is... Mr. Reck? No, upon closer inspection, there's always been a slight difference in their demeanor..."
Potio nudged Sandgold: "Hey, that guy next to Rick is wearing a company uniform...do you know him?"
Sand Gold shook his head. "There are more company members who recognize my face than there are grains of sand in the Tsigannian desert... How could I possibly remember every single one of them?"
"He's just a nobody; he can't cause any trouble."
Sand Gold knew perfectly well that the guy in the uniform must be the person the supervisor had said was sent by the market development department.
However, he had no recollection of this face; it must be some insignificant nobody.
I thought that such an important project as Pinocchio would be handled by one of Oswaldo's top P45 engineers, but it turns out to be this guy. It's a waste of all the preparations he made.
After all, Oswald's men are no pushovers; they're all capable of hanging from a lamppost.
Scott flew into a rage, “Damn it! Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re part of the ‘Stoneheart Ten’! No matter how far the Strategic Investment Department’s reach is, it can’t extend to our side!”
"Once I win the Holy Grail, everyone will have to do what I say! I'll make you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, then bark like dogs, squeal like pigs, no! Croak like toads!"
Archer was speechless. "What a waste! Using the Holy Grail to make someone imitate animal sounds..."
"So, your department is also planning to invest in Pinocchio? But I remember they've only sent a handful of people to Pinocchio. Could it be that you are...?"
Scott was delighted. "Hey! Have you heard of me before?"
Sand Gold was silent for a moment, then shrugged. "Forget it, how could I possibly remember the name of some nobody?"
Scott flew into a rage again, so angry he could hardly breathe.
"Ha, you bunch of high-and-mighty managers never take us lowly employees seriously. One word and I sent me to that desolate place like Xianzhou, another word and I transferred me to Pinocchio! I thought this would be a sweet job..."
"Who knew... spending all day with my head down talking business with a bunch of rascals would make my cervical spondylosis almost worse!"
"But all of that will be in the past! Gold dust? Ha, let me take your place and become the new Stoneheart Ten!"
"Huh? You want to join the strategic investment department? Does your old boss know?" Sand Gold asked the fatal question.
"This..." Scott choked.
"In short... the war has begun!"
"Use your Noble Phantasm to bring me victory, Assassin!" Scott pointed to the sky and shouted wildly.
At this moment, he is the protagonist!
Botio rubbed his fists together, his body becoming excited.
"Finally, I can see what this guy's Servant is like! Archer, prepare for battle!"
Archer was somewhat uninterested. "What's with the way you seem to be enjoying yourself?"
Assassin then raised the camera, and a beam of white light swept across them.
"Filming has begun. Actors, please take your positions."
"Let the camera start, the film reel spin, and return to that 'timeless silent horror show!'"
At Assassin's command, his Noble Phantasm was activated.
"Acting!"
The sound of old film recordings filled the air as Assassin and Scott disappeared from the scene.
Archer looked puzzled: "Wait, this isn't some kind of spirit manifestation; it just vanished into thin air. This Servant's aura was concealed, even more bizarre than I imagined. Wait—"
Potio: [Where's your voice?]
Potio: [Where's my voice? His precious one, his precious one! His precious one!]
Potio shouted at the top of his lungs.
Archer: [Don't bother, I tried to analyze this barrier. While it's blocking sound, something even more dangerous seems to be approaching us.]
Potio: [If there's no sound, how will you know what I just said?]
Gold Dust: [Look, there's a line of dialogue here.]
Sand Gold spread his hands out, and right below him was a line of subtitles.
Potio remained silent, even if he were to speak.
Scott burst into laughter, his cunning voice ringing out: "Hahaha, I've always wanted to see that look on your faces, that look of utter fools being played like puppets!"
Gold dust: [That's unfair! Why do you have a voice?!]
Scott: "That's because—I'm the star! You lowly extras can't compare to me! I can't wait to hear these guys scream their lungs out at this horror screening—"
Scott: "Oh, sorry, I forgot, in Assassin's Noble Phantasm, no one can hear their own scream."
A moment later, Star and Robin also arrived.
Similarly, they did not see Potio either.
The robin looked around in confusion, her intuition telling her that something was wrong.
"It feels so quiet. I haven't seen Mr. Potio, nor have I seen the enemy who invited us here."
"Beware of high-end black flying cars," Xing suddenly said, seemingly out of nowhere.
"The enemy is a magician clown." The Lone King has already realized something.
But he decided to wait and see, since this kind of trick was just as flawed as those medieval swindlers.
"I will do my best to protect you all, please don't stray too far from me. However, the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light, and no matter how careful we are, we cannot guarantee absolute safety." Saber gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.
"In such an open environment, if the enemy sends Archer to launch an attack from a distance, we will be in a very passive position."
Miss Note then asked, "Haven't you noticed that our voices have disappeared since we started speaking?"
Robin: [Clears throat]
Robin: [That's certainly true... Is it caused by the enemy's so-called "Noble Phantasm"?]
Saber: [More importantly, folks, I have a question—is it possible for non-primate Heroic Spirits to have been born in the history of this world? Like, perhaps a billboard or a television set?]
Robin: [If it's an omnic... it's not impossible. But billboards and televisions...?]
Saber: [So, who is this guy in front of me...?]
Saber pointed ahead, where a television set had appeared out of nowhere, its smooth back now facing away from everyone.
The television set made a creaking sound, which was, of course, in the form of subtitles.
The robin took a step back: [This looks like a trap...]
Saber: [If this is just a smokescreen, the real enemy is probably hiding nearby, waiting for us to take the bait. Let's get away from this dangerous place first.]
Xing: [Agreed.]
Just as the group was about to retreat, they were suddenly pulled back by the suction of the television, while only the Lone King stood still in place.
"You think you can just walk out of Lord Scott's territory? No way!" Scott's distinctive voice rang out.
Xing: [Why is a dog barking?]
Robin: [Scott? Is he the company representative who's good at bionic ventriloquism?]
Trail Blazers: [Wow, Scott's really struck it rich! Even a big star like the robin knows your name.]
Scott was so angry he could hardly breathe. "You *****!"
Trailblazer: [...Okay, I told her that. Don't be so stingy! I sometimes chat with my friends about the amazing people and things I encounter on my travels!]
Scott: "You *****."
Xing: [Look, you're in a hurry again.]
At that moment, the television turned around.
A picture of Portio appeared on the screen.
Xing: [You're on TV, bro!]
Portio was speechless: [What time is it? You're still concerned about this?]
Potio: [Watch out for his Servants! That kid has turned this place into—]
Assassin forcibly cut off Potio's screen and replaced it with the opening ceremony's intro.
"Supporting characters without voice acting shouldn't waste the audience's time by saying so many lines."
"Acting!"
The Silent Three-Act Play, Part One
Midnight Chainsaw Fantasy
Leading actor
Scott
The opening credits flash by, followed by the hotel lobby.
An epic production is about to be shown.
Director's cut audio track: You wake up in a closed room, the crackling of the television is the background music of death.
Director's Cut Audio Track: Having been separated from your respective Servants, you unexpectedly encounter another pair of familiar enemies. As for your cowboy and singer friends, they are nowhere to be found.
Xing turned to look at the gold dust beside her: "What are you doing here?"
Sand Gold: [Scott sent a scam text message to Mr. Portio in your name. And then nothing happened.]
Xing was speechless. [This kid doesn't even change his moves.]
Sand Gold doesn't care who's the grandson and who's the grandfather; he's worried about something else.
[More than those nameless nobodys, I'm concerned about something else—where did he take our Servants? Splitting up in a horror movie is a big no-no; let's figure out the current situation first.]
Sand Gold: [I find this monster in the room quite conspicuous.]
A robot that could not move lay before them.
Director's Cut Audio Track: An unidentified corpse—don't worry about why it's still moving. Anyway, you haven't found any clues on it, but I can give you some hints.
Director's cut audio track: "You are a group of employees of Interstellar Peace Corporation. In recognition of your outstanding performance this year, the company has specially organized a hotel vacation for you."
Director's Cut Audio: "You arrive at the hotel, only to find it completely deserted except for yourselves. As midnight falls, the hotel reveals its true form. This place—"
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