Chapter 321: This Is Not A Game of Survival
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The owner of the pub was an ordinary man, Benjamin had been observing him for the past few days and determined that there was nothing special about owner who lived here. He drinks and chats every day just like everyone else.
However, when the owner saw the red and black card, he had a stern expression.
"e with me," he took the card and said.
Seeing this, Benjamin nodded his head, and followed the owner of the pub through the back door of the pub before arriving at a sparsely populated corner. Other than a big carriage, the was nothing here.
The pub owner pointed at the carriage.
"Get up, it will take you to where you want to go."
Benjamin was confused.
Wasn’t he already here, why couldn’t he just explain? Did he not actually know what was the "Seven Days of Hell"?
However, as he was just about to ask, the pub owner turned around and went back inside. It seemed like he did not plan to explain anything.
Seeing this, Benjamin could only shake his head and walk towards the carriage.
He reckoned this was not the ultimate destination - they just needed to move to another place.
"Quick, get on. This is the last ride." The driver seemed to be an illegal mercenary, he stared at Benjamin and spoke gruffly.
Only then did Benjamin realized that there were a lot of people in the carriage.
Most of them were big and muscular; they wore thick leathers and had sheathed swords on them. They sat there without speaking a word. There atmosphere was tense and felt dangerous. It looked as though they were about to rob someone.
They also looked at Benjamin. Most of them was surprised, probably because Benjamin looked very different pared to the rest of them. However, they still chose to remain silent.
Benjamin nodded thoughtfully.
These people are most probably participants of the "seven days of hell".
Although he was still filled with doubt, but after using water element sensing technique to scan through the carriage, he did not find anything wrong with it, and there weren’t any mages inside too. So, he did not question it and boarded the carriage.
Anyway, he had nothing to fear, let’s just see what this was all about.
After Benjamin got on the carriage, the cart driver cracked his whip and the carriage began to move. Before long, they started to head towards the north side of town.
"North from here, where is that?" Benjamin saw and asked the system.
"It’s the woods." The system replied, "A very remote place, you can hardly find magical beast there, so it might be a suitable location for them to start something."
... …The woods?
After hearing this, Benjamin’s eyes lit up in sudden realization.
Could it be... ...this group of people were engaged in the big fight?
Although it was just a guess, it was not impossible. "Seven days of hell" sounded like there was a time limit, this place was a very suitable setting for a survival game.
Benjamin looked at the others who were sitting on the carriage quietly. Although they were sitting together peacefully on the same carriage, but in a little while, they would fight each other to the death.
However, Benjamin still found it a little strange. This survival game, how could it be profitable?
The underground mercenaries definitely organized this event to make money. The idea of putting a group of people in the woods to fight each other did sound interesting, but wouldn’t really make you any money.
At that point, Benjamin would have liked to ask the other mercenaries who were about to participate in "seven days of hell
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