Vol 2 Chapter 92

Scene 92: The Dead and the King (7)

In the dream.

The royal court of the silver elves still shines with the luster of holy white as in memory, holy spires, holy white arches, holy white corridors, and holy white railings.

How long ago was that dream ...

"sister."

"What's your name?" The voice in the dream became sharper as always.

"I'm sorry."

In a dream ...

I remember my mother said that when you gently hold your chest, you can feel the beating of your heart and the rest of your life. Only when you are close there can a person feel at ease.

But it was like this that the scenery of Charlottetown became clear in childhood. I really want to go back to that time ...

"Sorry, my sister."

"I'm sorry, Father."

"It's my fault……"

Brando's words also made him aware of another thing. Perhaps this little girl had too much blood, maybe it was another possibility. That's the setting of the story mission. The guide didn't mention the details of how to start the altar, although Brando believes that he can find the right way with his own experience.

But now, it seems that the method is already in sight?

However, since it is a mission, then this little girl is expected to wake up soon, after all, the player will not be allowed to wait too long in the game. Brando looked up and looked at the starry night sky, wondering if this world is the same.

The mercenaries were whispering, and Antitina grabbed Romain's hand and looked nervously at the young silver elf **** the ground. No one dares to be too close, after all, the unicorn spirit is still guarding her. Yu Wei, who was alive before, still exists, and who knows if it will violently hurt people.

But as expected by Brando, the little girl's eyelashes moved quickly and then opened.

Those eyes were a little confused.

The ring is silver and looks a little hollow.

But the empty eyes seemed to inject a lot of things, such as memories, feelings, and some more complex factors. After a pause, the little girl's body moved, and everyone's faces, including Brando, were reflected in her side of her head.

She seemed to remember something, a frown on her face, and she coughed violently. She let go of her hands, all palms of silver blood.

Then she groped with her hands on the ground, gritted her teeth to grab the silver spear that fell on the other side--

The mercenaries pulled out their arms vigilantly, and someone seemed to want to come and stop her. But Antitina turned back and yelled, "Brando, she can't fight anymore." The elf girl's performance seemed to touch the aristocracy, she also fell down, feeling the same, as if striking Hit the weakest spot in her heart.

She was incapable of fighting, indeed.

Brando nodded. The ghost had entered the final stage of extinction. At this time, it was estimated that he was standing and asking her to kill, and she did not have this ability. The ghost stays in this world by virtue of a persistent desire for something. This desire is its soul power, but after the soul power collapses, her last connection with this world will also dissolve.

Since then, the meaning of this little elf girl's representative has completely disappeared in this world, without a trace.

Sure enough, for a while, the elf girl stopped suddenly. Because she stunned to see that her hand pressed on the ground had been looming, and seemed to disappear at any time.

Brando raised his hand and stopped the others.

In fact, he did not need to remind him, and the mercenaries also stopped further. If the previous terrible ghost knight was so strong that it made people scared, and the ghost of this elf girl was just so weak that he wanted to make the heart well protected.

"Human ... sir, am I ... about to disappear ...?" The elf girl looked at her disappearing hand and asked suddenly. Her voice sounded like a nightingale in an empty mountain forest, and it sounded incredible.

This voice couldn't help whispering even to the younger sister of the wild elves, who were also excellent musicians, but they still fell in the wind in front of the elves' nobility, the silver elves.

Since the elves of Warnd passed down from the blood of gold, the purest blood of the silver family is actually only two, one silver elves and one fog mist. Because the gold family has long since disappeared, the silver elves and mist elves have become the innate royal family of elves.

Brando nodded silently.

The task came, but he suddenly found himself unhappy. In the game, it is generally not affected by such a scene, because he knows that it is just an npc, but here, he finds that he cannot get cold blood.

"You ..." Antinina whispered, "was that knight ... was it you?"

"..." The elf girl did not answer, nodded silently, her arms and calves had begun to become transparent. But she looked up and smiled reluctantly: "I ... killed many people ... It turned out that Master Martha must have abandoned me ..."

"That's not your fault," Brando replied. The incident in history was indeed that the Temple of Fire was not ethical enough, otherwise Master Martha would not be thundered by thunder, in fact, the Eruin's national transport has been declining since then.

Besides, he has basically figured out the cause and effect. The monk who must be the temple of the Yan then wanted to change the contract between the ancient elves kings and Martha and the goddess Saya. Brando has also done things like changing the **** contract, but it is not complicated, but it is very risky-he is a player who can naturally take it, but he does n’t know the boldness of the Eruin at the time, but in the end As a result, evil spirits rushed in.

That led to a tragedy.

Presumably the evil spirit controlled more than this little girl alone, but the high-ranking monks of the Temple of Fire were not vegetarian. After a fierce battle not recorded in history, the shrine has disappeared since then. In the history of all official records, it has been ruined to the present.

"What's your name?"

Brando found that even at this time, Roman's problem was so constructive.

"My name is Metisha, my last name is Crescent," the elf girl replied.

"Aren't you royal?" Brando and Antitina asked in unison. The surname of the silver elves' royal family has the same name as the empire. The Hayaland royal family is the purest silver family, and cannot be entered into the tomb unless it is a pure blood royal family.

"Well, I'm the daughter of a craftsman."

"But this is the graveyard of the King of the Silver Elves ..." Antitina asked.

This question made the elf girl pause for a while, and half of her body gradually became transparent: "Because of some special reasons ..." she said.

"Special sake? I heard that the Silver Elves would bury their greatest hero with the ancient king ..." The aristocrat Qian Jin, while carrying the book, looked at the little girl suspiciously, but she did not look at it Like 'the greatest' hero.

The elf girl touched her unicorn, her eyes softened: "It's not like that, in fact, I came here on behalf of a person."

What?

Brando almost sprayed out the second spit with little image. At that time, he had heard of the Dai examination and had not heard of Dai occupying the cemetery. what is this? Do you line up?

But Antitina was much sharper than him, and the girl immediately asked: "Dead? Or funeral?"

Brando froze, stand-in? He thought it was really a development of dog blood. However, I never thought of the noble and elegant silver elves. I didn't expect to do this kind of thing. It looks like human beings.

But the elf girl immediately shook her head: "I am willing."

"Voluntary?" Brando was incredible.

A light smile appeared on the elven girl's face, as if she had thought of something proud: "I, in place of ... my sister ... no, it's for ... the princess came down here."

When she said this, her lower body was almost transparent and almost invisible.

"Wait." Brando interrupted her. "Sister? Her Royal Highness, what's the situation?"

"My mother is an elven craftsman in the village of Charlotte. But my father, but his Majesty the Emperor of the Hayaland Empire, I think, I can be considered a half princess ..."

"So your sister is the princess of the Silver Elf Empire?"

The girl nodded.

"What happened?"

"Sister Master was cursed by the Miner in the battle, and the court mage told my father King-unless there is a blood relationship to die for her, she will weaken for a lifetime, until she dies." Slowly recounted: "But my elder sister is the most outstanding general of the empire. Whether it is a dwarf, a human ally, or our people, we do not want this to happen ..."

"So, my father chose me."

Antitina frowned, "... He's your father, how can you do such a thing."

But Brando held down the aristocracy, she did not understand how powerful the Dark Dragon faced by the four saints in the year of chaos, and all races paid a huge price to fight against that existence. It was normal for Medisha's father to make this choice as the ruler of the Hayaland Empire.

He looked at the elf girl, he was silent for a long while, and asked, "Why tell us this?"

"Because ... want you to do me a favor?"

Sure enough, Brando thought.

"What's busy?"

"The lizard man in the forest took my sister's necklace from my burial chamber. I don't know what they want to do. But without that item, the curse cannot be fixed on me, and I worry ..."

Antitina heard a moment of depression, could not help but interrupt her: "You are going to disappear by yourself, you are still worried about others!"

The elf girl glanced at the nobleman and smiled.

"Because of this, I hope ... that I disappear ... more meaningful ..."

Antitina choked.

"It's your own business, and we seem to have the right to refuse, right?" Brando asked again. Although reason told him to accept this commission, but I don't know why, he was a little angry when he saw this little girl who seemed to be indisputable in the world.

The girl raised her head, and her eyes flashed a bit of slyness: "Human ... Sir, you have come to seek the help of the souls of the ancient kings, right?"

Her body was approaching full transparency.

"you know?"

"I can hear a slight breeze in the valley ..." She closed her eyes and replied: "To get the approval of the ancient kings, you must get my approval ..."

"So, I want to make a deal with you."

He was threatened, and threatened by a little girl. Brando was struggling for a while. Could he turn his face? He glanced back at Antitina and Roman, and both girls nodded together with the tits.

"Okay, but I have a request," Brando said. "I want to get the help of the souls of the ancient kings, otherwise we will use our strength to deal with the lizard robbers in the forest.

The girl nodded.

"I have agreed," she replied.

Brando snapped: "Aren't you worried I'll regret it?"

"Of course ... worry." The elf girl replied for a moment.

"Then why are you ..."

The girl suddenly coughed.

She raised her head again with tears on her face: "I ... of course worry. But ... I don't want to disappear ... I have ... things to do ... I'm sorry, can you help ... me?"

The wind across the mountains swept across the top of the forest, as if a whining sound came from a distance--

Everyone was still at that moment. Although they had disappeared without a trace, the words of the elf girl finally cried, as if every word had been lingering in each of their ears. Brando looked back and looked at the others, and he couldn't say a word for a while.