✓ Operating log of the Tavern of the Dead

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You have entered the Clock Theater! 】

[There is a Guardian under your name who acts as the Orderly!] 】

[There is a guardian under your name who acts as the [Inquisitor]!] 】

[There is a Guardian under your name who wields the power of [Adjudicator]!] 】

[Verified passed.] 】

【Clock Theater has opened!】 】

【Designated Play: Defeat the opponent in front of you and win!】 】

[Reminder: In this round of repertoire, the points repair channel will be temporarily closed.] 】

[Reminder: In this round of plays, you will not be really harmed, this is the only time you will perform, please enjoy dancing.] 】

"Click".

It was the last snap of the hands of the Silent Midnight Clock to coincide, followed by the chime.

The ground beneath your feet glows softly, and an elegant clock pattern emerges, with the three hands on the clock face turning unhurriedly until they come to rest in unison at the "XII" position. Standing at the end of the hand was the girl who looked exactly like Susie.

The entire hall brightened up, like a real brightly lit performance theater, and the surrounding heavily armored golems raised their heads in unison, raising their heavy swords to their chests with a "swish".

Susie carefully read each pop-up window and closed them one by one, and then she tied her long hair up in the air, and opened her warehouse by the way.

Her eyes fell on the starry chant, hesitated for a moment, and then gave up again. After a moment's thought, Susie gripped another ordinary iron sword, which she had used recently to practice Xi with Kevin.

She looked up and saw that the girl in front of her was also holding a thin sword at some point, looking at her calmly.

Susie suddenly understood what she should do.

She recalled Kevin's movements before each practice Xi in the past, pointed the tip of her sword diagonally at the ground, put her other hand into a fist over her shoulder, lowered her head a little rustily, and saluted the girl opposite.

The other party was silent, and returned the same greeting.

The black-haired girl raised her head at the same time, the same eyes looked at each other, "boom", and on the giant clock under their feet, the second hand came out of the first square-

The two girls rushed directly at each other in almost the same pose, the blades of their swords shining brightly in the light.

——

Unexpectedly, the end of this path is... A meeting room.

Delicate florais, stained-glass windows, suede carpets, round tables and benches. Behind the seats was supposed to be a large fountain, but it has now dried up, leaving only floral sculptures standing in the pool.

It was comfortable and peaceful, as if the owner was still resting here last moment.

The intruders looked at the scene in disbelief and looked at each other.

Compared to the dangers along the way, which are not easy to deal with, even though there are no mechanisms, the golem guards along the way are not easy to deal with, especially in such a special environment that is mixed with real and imaginary, and it is not a good idea to use destructive, high-level spells - all of this is too absurd.