Chapter 00124: Blocked
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Chapter 124
Novel: AFK Game: Portal to Another World
Chapter 124: Blocked
Li Chengxi seemed to have no right to complain about Audel being a homebody.
Ever since he graduated from university, came home, and opened his convenience store, he had also become the type who rarely went out, spending most of his time squatting behind the cashier counter.
He usually relied on the small restaurants nearby for his meals.
After glancing at the coupons Gan Xiaoyan had brought, he suddenly felt a real craving for some barbecue.
The opening discounts were mainly to attract customers.
Few people would go for barbecue at high noon, so Li Chengxi did not have to wait in line much before carrying his barbecue home.
However, like with most advertisements, the promotional pictures looked great, but the actual taste was just so-so.
The main issue was that the flavor was not distinctive, making it easy for competitors to steal their business.
The food and beverage industry relies on repeat customers.
Without a feature that could retain people, it probably would not last long.
Li Chengxi even felt that the barbecue stall Section Nine had brought in to cover their investigation on the night Qian Sen was injured tasted better.
The only distinctive thing was that even with a takeout order, they did not ask for their iron skewers back; they just let Li Chengxi take them.
Maybe their purchase price was quite cheap.
Li Chengxi wrapped the leftovers in plastic wrap and stuffed them in the refrigerator.
He could heat them up in his own oven for another meal in the evening.
After finishing his lunch, he meticulously washed the iron skewers clean.
If he wanted to eat roasted skewers again in the future, he could use these things to grill them himself.
Of course, having the idea was one thing, but whether he would actually do it was another.
In any case, since he bought the oven, its only function had been to roast sweet potatoes.
After going out, coming back, and eating, when he checked on the game again, Yang Yiyi was surprisingly still not awake, remaining cross-legged in meditation.
To be honest, doing this for so long, would her legs not get numb…
He asked Father Eagle, who said this was a normal situation and would usually last for an entire day.
Viola was still in a meeting, and Audel was continuing with her thesis presentation.
Idle games were like this, not offering much room for operation like other types of games, nor did they require you to ‘find things to do’ yourself.
So Li Chengxi watched for a bit and decided to just kill time by binge-watching a TV series on his phone.
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Demon Lord Calendar, Year 648.
May 19th, Night.
The meeting had lasted for almost a full day, but Viola had not come to Sailing Harbor just for meetings.
A short while ago, she had stood on the castle's terrace, delivering a passionate and rousing speech to the neatly lined-up soldiers below to boost their morale.
‘For the Demon King Kingdom!’ ‘For Her Highness the Princess!’ ‘For victory!’ ‘To drive out the invaders!’
Amidst the soldiers' loud shouts, morale did indeed rise.
Although holding a military review near dusk was indeed a little strange.
The schedule was so tight mainly because Viola did not plan to stay long in Sailing Harbor.
She had already arranged to leave by boat early the next morning.
The reason had been mentioned before.
As long as Viola stayed in the Leon Territory, she was harmless.
But if she came out, she was a banner—a banner that not only inspired the will to resist but would also be the target of the enemy's focused attacks.
So, to avoid complications from a long delay, she would only stay for one night.
But even with such a rushed schedule, City Lord Walter had still prepared a banquet.
Viola disliked banquets, because they were filled with the nobles' flattery and scheming, with nothing of substance ever being done.
But this level of socializing was necessary.
Although Walter remained loyal to the royal family, it did not mean there was not a surrender faction in Sailing Harbor.
Viola's presence could intimidate them and make them behave, so her appearance was very necessary.
"You all stay here and wait for me."
"Your Highness, do you not require your subordinate's assistance?"
"I can still put on a mere formal dress by myself."
In front of a dressing room, Viola left Xuelin, Hill, and a few Royal Guards.
They had just inspected the dressing room and confirmed it was safe.
As a princess, it seemed Viola would need maids to help her dress, but in truth, Viola had been extremely self-disciplined since she was a child.
For anything she could handle herself, she usually would not trouble others.
It had already become a habit.
If someone were to help her change, she would instead feel uncomfortable all over.
She walked into the dressing room and closed the door.
Two long clothing racks were placed on the floor, hung with formal dresses of different colors and styles for Viola to choose from.
It was at this moment that Viola showed her feminine side, picking and choosing among the formal dresses.
It would probably take some time.
And just then, in a spot Viola did not notice, a shadow ‘crawled out’ from beneath the shadow cast by the light.
It slithered silently across the floor without attracting any attention, easily arriving behind Viola.
A blackened short blade emerged from the shadow.
But just a second before it could succeed, Viola, who was choosing a dress, suddenly froze, then turned and kicked without the slightest hesitation.
The assassin attempting the sneak attack had never expected Viola to have discovered him.
The kick from Viola, who was still wearing her iron boots, sent his dagger flying, and the immense force also dragged the person out from the shadows.
"Ah… what a surprise. You actually discovered me?"
This person was dressed in a servant's uniform, looking like a young servant working in the castle, but he let out a hoarse voice, like someone who had undergone throat cancer surgery.
"Who are you!"
Fortunately, when Viola gave her speech to the soldiers, she had not been wearing her usual clothes, but had put on her armor.
This was to make her appear closer to the soldiers.
So Viola was now in a state of being fully armed.
She reached out and directly drew the magic longsword named Crimson Fang.
As she spoke, her eyes glanced at the door behind the man.
She had deliberately questioned him in a loud voice just now to make the guards waiting outside the door rush in.
"Don't waste your energy. Your guards can't get in, nor can they hear."
The man pulled another dagger from his waist:
"I am my lord's fang. The moment of injecting the poison is clearly the most beautiful, but you have ruined this sweet moment. But no matter, I will correct this mistake."
With a push of his feet, he rushed toward Viola.
As Viola instinctively raised her longsword in a conditioned reflex, a large cloud of green smoke burst from the man, instantly filling the entire dressing room.
Ordinary toxins were useless against the high-ranking Demon Race.
Even a potent poison that could kill the most robust dwarf with a single whiff would only make a high-ranking Demon Race sneeze, having almost no effect.
So Viola was not worried about the smoke being poisonous; she was more worried that the assassin would use the cover of the smoke to launch a surprise attack from an unseen position.
In an instant, the air to her side and rear stirred.
Viola perceived it sharply, and her sword immediately blocked in that direction.
"Not bad, very quick reaction."
The man only lightly touched the blade's edge before once again being submerged in the smoke, disappearing from Viola's sight.
This kind of sword style, Viola had seen it before.
"It's the Assassination Sword. What is your relationship with Roy!"
"Roy?"
The man's hoarse and somewhat puzzled voice came from within the smoke.
"Don't know. Probably just some small fry."
Could it be that the other party was not just one or two people, but an entire organization?
From the brief exchange, Viola sensed a key point, but the priority right now was not that, but how to escape.
Viola immediately raised a hand.
A divine radiance burst from between her fingers, enveloping her like a Cloak of Light, forming a palm-shaped Holy Emblem above her head.
This was the Divine Art, Holy Grace.
Viola intended to use its ability to enhance the user's power for one minute to blow away the smoke.
But before she could make a move, she noticed the divine radiance twist and deform as if being interfered with, before finally popping and dissipating into countless points of light.
"It's useless. My lord's power has obscured the Demon God's Divine Arts. Just let Him watch as I kill you… Heh hahahahahaha."
This time, Viola felt a strong sense of crisis, because the voice of the Demon God, which had just been echoing in the depths of her heart, had abruptly vanished...
(End of this chapter)