Chapter 622: Doing Business Like You Will Only Lead to Losses

"Good heavens! Captain Evan, along with the entire Order of Knights and the elves, have committed mass suicide!" Just as the onlookers were frozen in sheer terror, figure after figure came plunging down from the sky.

Sera unconsciously opened her eyes. "Why are there so many people down there?!"

And did someone just yell "mass suicide"? How utterly uncultivated! What do you people know?! This is the will of freedom! This is the leap of fai—

Wait, something feels a bit off...

"Aaaaahhhhh...!" Amidst a frantic flurry of kicking legs and piercing shrieks, a massive crowd rained down from the sky like a chaotic dance of demons.

*Thud!*

...

The entire venue fell into dead silence.

Only after a long while did heads begin to poke out from the haystack one by one, covered in loose straw, staring at their surroundings in a complete daze. "..."

The onlookers standing around: "..."

The Golden Gryphon Knights and these elves were by no means weak, but falling from such a height had nearly split their backsides wide open!

"That cunning shopkeeper!" Why did they feel like they had been tricked yet again!

And furthermore...

Looking at the crowd that had witnessed the entire spectacle, if word of this ever reached the Elven Forest, their future lives as elves...

Just thinking about it was horrifying!

"Aaaaah!" Sera and the other elves felt like dying on the spot.

"..." Captain Evan, thoroughly frightened, withdrew his foot and retreated!

Looking down at all the fallen elves and members of the knight order, he stood atop the clock tower, smoothing his hair which was already disheveled by the wind, and spoke calmly: "This is... a brand-new training exercise this Captain is conducting for the knight order. The training techniques are not yet fully mastered; I apologize for making a spectacle of ourselves."

"Go... move out, quickly!" Evan’s face had turned completely green.

They had clearly come close to succeeding in that cultivation mystic realm, so why did it end up like this here...

How did things feel so wrong?!

...

"Shopkeeper!" At this time, Owner Fang had already beaten *Assassin's Creed 1*.

Suddenly, a loud shout echoed outside the door, and a crowd aggressively barged in.

These nobles and elves, originally so pristine, walked through the door looking thoroughly disheveled, with a few strands of straw still dangling from some of their heads. "What is the matter with this Leap of Faith?!"

The elven maiden Sera was practically on the verge of tears. She had originally wanted to proclaim the noble will of freedom before the public eye, but as a result, she had almost landed face-first again.

Captain Evan was also furious. He had originally wanted to promote the glorious image of the Golden Gryphon Knights. Look at that, a knight flying free like a soaring eagle, the perfect match for a Golden Gryphon!

Consequently... this wave had utterly ruined the image of the Golden Gryphon Knights!

He only hoped that emergency explanation would prove effective... Evan thought frantically to himself.

At the same time, he rejoiced that he had fortunately not jumped down with them.

Owner Fang looked at the few of them with a bewildered expression. "What’s wrong with you all now?"

"There is a problem with your Leap of Faith!" The elven maiden Sera pointed angrily at the computer. "We just went to try it, and it had absolutely no effect!"

Owner Fang turned his computer chair around and said in all seriousness, "Who is the protagonist you control in the game?"

"...Why are you asking that? Altaïr, of course!" Sera said as if it were obvious.

"You haven't even understood the game, yet you have the nerve to complain about the Leap of Faith." Owner Fang spoke up, "The protagonist is clearly Desmond—the modern male lead who is forced into the 'Animus' at the start to retrace his ancestors' memories—and you're telling me it's Altaïr."

"Uh..." Everyone froze for a moment.

But Sera quickly reacted and said indignantly, "Cunning shopkeeper, don't change the subject. What does that have to do with the Leap of Faith?"

Fang Qi pointed to the character on the computer. "In other words, your identity in the game is Desmond, not Altaïr. Have you ever seen Desmond use the Leap of Faith?"

Several members of the Golden Gryphon Knights and the elves shook their heads repeatedly.

"Well, there you go." Owner Fang shrugged. "Then why did you think you could use the Leap of Faith? Overconfidence?"

"Oh, goodness!" Sera and the other elves felt utterly dazed by the shopkeeper's twisting arguments, to say nothing of the Golden Gryphon Knights.

After pondering for a long time, Sera finally asked, somewhat dizzily, "Do you mean that when Desmond learns the Leap of Faith, we will know it too?"

"Then when can Desmond learn the Leap of Faith?!" Captain Evan asked hurriedly.

At the same time, he let out a sigh of relief.

It appeared that this "Leap of Faith" was at least not fake; otherwise, if he had been deceived by such a thing, he felt his intelligence would have been insulted.

Looking at it now, the outcome was still quite comforting—at least the "Leap of Faith" was real.

At this moment, Owner Fang wrote another title on the small blackboard: *Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood*.

Coming Soon!

"There's also *Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood*?!" As a true assassin, Irina quickly leaned in close.

Several other assassins also gathered around in a hurry.

In fact, apart from those like Sera who just enjoyed the scenery along the way and studied the Leap of Faith, almost everyone else in the shop had beaten the game. After slowly familiarizing themselves with it, these elves, along with the knights of the Golden Gryphon Knights who were born in this city where combat techniques were all the rage, were by no means devoid of technical foundation and talent.

After getting used to it for a while, as long as they were careful on normal difficulty, beating the game was not an issue.

"When exactly is 'Coming Soon'?!" Sera asked with some dissatisfaction.

Originally, these elves should have returned long ago after finishing their business, but they had delayed their departure here just to play this *Assassin's Creed*.

This play session had lasted over ten days.

To think they had to wait again now?!

"Let's agree beforehand: if it comes out too late, we won't play anymore!" Sera spoke up, "Captain, right?"

That handsome and elegant elven captain, though a few strands of straw still unknowingly clung to the back of his head at this moment, was clearly completely unaware. He casually held up three fingers and spoke: "I think we can wait at most three..."

Looking at his own fingers, and then at the green, intense glares of the other elves, he extended two more fingers: "Five..."

"If it hasn't been released in five days..." Sera was currently twirling her slender fingers, calculating, "Should I beg the Captain to wait another five days..."

"Yes, I think we can wait at most five days!" A certain elven captain was clearly oblivious to the little schemes of his teammates, stating his vow with absolute certainty.

"Furthermore..." Sera spoke up to ask, "Can these cultivation mystic realms be sold?"

"I believe our compatriots in the Silver Moon Forest would also fall in love with such a mystic realm!" When the time comes, they could let them try jumping too... to experience the wondrous sensation of the Leap of Faith!

Owner Fang: "None of them are for sale to the outside world. If you want to experience it, please come to the shop!"

"What—?!"

"How can it be like this?!" Sera elongated her voice. One must know that even for the 'Duran Workshop' to introduce a cultivation mystic realm into the Silver Moon Forest, it took a great deal of effort. How could this shopkeeper...

They were even helping him advertise it, so why didn't he want it at all?!

"Do you even know how to do business?!" Even Irina beside her couldn't bear to watch any longer, saying with disdain, "Running a business the way you do will only lead to losses!"