Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 390 Familiar Accents

"Greya?" When Angel heard this name, a huge figure appeared in Angel's mind.

Angel shuddered violently, shaking the shadow in his mind away.

If Greya was the "little" sister in her mouth, how could he be called the "big" brother? !

Although Angel doesn't believe it very much, what if it really is the gourmet wizard—'King Kong Barbie' Greya?After all, Fairy Tale World is the headquarters of Fairy Tale Town, and Candy House is one of the subordinate organizations of Fairy Tale Town.It seems that it is not impossible for Greya to appear here.

It's just that Angor heard that Felicia went to the Glory Realm to find the wizard of prophecy some time ago. Did she find Greya so quickly?
With a hint of doubt, Angel simulated Greya's phantom.

With a voluptuous demeanor, big purple curly hair, flaming red lips, a small nose, and seductive eye makeup, Greya is actually beautiful just because of her facial features.But helplessly, she ate too much fat, so fat that she had six chins.

Even if it was just an illusion, Angel felt a compelling sense of sight as "The Great Demon King of the Roshan Mountain".

"Is she the young lady you mentioned?" Angel asked, pointing at the phantom of "Greya".

Greiya's appearance has a strong sense of evil charm, with purple hair and purple clothes, heavy makeup, just like the evil stepmother in a fairy tale.When the little girl saw it, she backed away in fright.

"No, no." The little girl waved her hands again and again: "My little sister is very beautiful, only a little taller than me. And she is very thin, not fat at all!"

Angel stroked her chin. According to her description, it seemed that it wasn't "King Kong Barbie" Greya, it might just be the same name.

After dispelling the illusion, Angel smiled and asked, "I'm leaving soon. Before I leave, can I have the honor to know the name of the beautiful girl?"

When the little girl heard that Angel was leaving, she had a disappointed expression on her face.But seeing Angel treating her solemnly with aristocratic etiquette, she froze for a moment, smiling shyly and reservedly.

"My name is..." The little girl pulled up the skirt of the dress and bowed back, and was about to answer, but just like when he forgot the bird's name before, she got stuck again.

"Big brother, I also forgot my name." The little girl lowered her head in a low voice, "I have forgotten many things, even my brother's name."

Angel was taken aback, and realized that the "brother" the little girl said was probably referring to the boy who lost his face in the silk painting.

"If you forget the memories of the past, don't think about it." When Angel thought of the naked mass graves and countless undead, he could roughly guess what kind of humiliation and despair they experienced before they died. She forgot the past, maybe It is also a kind of self-protection.

Seeing that the little girl was still a little disappointed, Angel knew very well that this was a sense of insecurity about the lack of self-awareness.

Confused about your past, you will also be confused about your future.

Angel thought for a while, "How about I give you a nickname?" The first step in self-identification is self-awareness.

The little girl nodded blankly.

In fact, taking a real name is the best, but Angel dare not give others a real name at will.In the unspoken rules of the aristocratic circle, once a name is given, it also declares that they should be responsible for their future.This rule applies to all slaves and servants, as well as newborns, since they generally have no names.

Angel thought for a moment, and remembered the words that the little girl called out when she got stuck: "Huahua, why don't I call you Huahua from now on?"

"Huahua." The little girl repeated the name repeatedly, "My name is Huahua?"

"Yes, Huahua."

The little girl clasped her head in both hands, shaking her head non-stop: "My name is Huahua, my name is... ah..."

The sudden change in the little girl made Angel a little overwhelmed.After a long while, she stopped moving, with teary eyes, sniffling in aggrieved manner.

"Don't you like this nickname? I'll change it for you."

The little girl shook her head: "Brother, I seem to have recalled some pictures just now. There is a person who I can't see clearly but feels very close to. He is also calling me Huahua. It seems that I was really called Huahua before?" Pause , the little girl said firmly: "I won't change, I will be called Huahua from now on."

Was it called Huahua before?Such a coincidence?Angel didn't think too much, and said with a smile, "Okay, Miss Huahua, I'm leaving, you are alone..."

Angor suddenly couldn't continue. Looking at her a little lost, and looking at the dark environment, he really couldn't say "you must be good alone".

Angel thought for a while, and bursts of magical power gushed out of his body.

Under her puzzled eyes, the surroundings suddenly brightened, and they came from the dark cave to a warm room.This is a typical girl's boudoir, with pink wallpaper, moving dolls, wind chimes that can make sounds, mahogany soldiers who can beat drums, and music boxes that can sing.Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, there are catkins flying, winding rivers and green distant mountains.

"It's so beautiful!" Huahua looked at the changes in front of her in surprise, she immediately opened the window and looked at the green illusion outside.

"Can I jump off?"

Angor's face was embarrassing: "Just take a look, or don't go down."

Huahua also seemed to guess that this was an illusion, she pursed her lips and smiled, and thanked Angel: "Thank you brother, this place is very beautiful, even more beautiful than the house I used to live in."

He always thought that she didn't know that he was dead, but in fact she knew better than anyone else.

Angel pointed to the dolls on the ground and the pink fairy tale books on the bookshelf: "These are all touchable, and you can read books when you're bored."

It is the foundation of Nightmare to simulate the reality of virtual items.

As for the fairy tale books on the bookshelf, they were all books that Angel had read when he was a child, so it is not difficult to imitate them.

Huahua thought that this place was all an illusion, so she kept restraining herself from touching it.But when Angel said that he could touch it, his eyes lit up, and he happily picked up a rabbit doll: "Thank you brother."

He originally wanted to ask how Huahua died, but he finally changed the subject.Others are already very unfortunate, why should he still add salt to the wound.

"I'm leaving." Angel kept two high-quality magic crystals as the power source of the illusion.This kind of illusion of pure non-enemy can consume a magic crystal for a long time, let alone two high-quality magic crystals.

"Big brother, may I know your name?" Huahua suddenly called out to Angel.

"Pat, you can call me brother Pat." Angel said, waved his hand, and left the cave.

Two magic crystals are no burden to Angel, who has a lot of money.But if two magic crystals can be exchanged for one soul orb, then it is considered a profit.Even if it's just an advance now.

After leaving the cave, Angel has been thinking about Huahua.

When he talked to Huahua just now, there was always a strange intimacy.It is also this kind of intimacy that makes Angel feel a little more pity when facing Huahua.

He had secretly explored it when he was in the cave, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.Looking back at this moment, it still feels a little weird.

Just when Angel returned to the gate of the cemetery, a face suddenly flashed in his mind.

It's not Huahua's ugly and cute face, but a handsome and handsome face, and the owner of the face is Duoduoluo!

Memories of getting along with Dodolo flooded into my mind.

"Accent!" He remembered!It's an accent!

Huahua's accent is very soft and waxy, more immature than children of the same age.Because of this, he ignored the local accent hidden behind the "cute" childish voice.

The upturned ending sound and the spoken way of dealing with certain vocabulary are almost exactly the same as Dodolo!No wonder he felt a sense of intimacy!

When Angel originally heard Dodolo's accent, he felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere a long time ago.Now, he heard the same accent again.

Angel turned around and re-entered the cemetery without hesitation.

However, he didn't go to the underground cave first, but went to the right side of the cemetery, where Huahua's remains were located.

All his attention was on the heart-shaped necklace before, and he didn't look carefully at the skeleton. If Huahua and Duodoluo were from the same place, it is very likely that there will be three more "coccyx" bones at the tailbone .

However, when Angel returned to the coffin and inspected it carefully, he did not find the extra coccyx.

"Could it be that Dodolo's accent is actually Pokrates' accent? And Huahua is the survivor of Pokrates?" After all, Dodolo was discovered in Pokrates, but if it is Pokrates' accent, why does he always feel Have you ever heard a similar accent before?

Angor couldn't figure it out, so he decided to go back to the cave to ask.

When going to the cemetery on the left, Angel thought about it and put Huahua's coffin into the bracelet.

Back at the bottom of the well, Angel put Huahua's coffin in a corner, then took out the necklace inside and walked into the cave.

Although he brought her coffin to the bottom of the well, he didn't think Huahua would be happy to see her own skeleton.So, it's good to put it here, it won't be destroyed again, and it won't make Huahua feel sad.

After entering the cave, Angel found that Huahua was hugging the rabbit doll, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the scenery outside, in a daze.

When Huahua saw Angel, she stood up happily: "Brother Pat! Great, you're back!"

Angel took out the necklace with the heart-shaped pendant, "Is this yours?"

Huahua looked at the necklace, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Yes, it was given to me by my brother..."

Angel handed the necklace to Huahua: "I was passing by just now and saw this necklace, so I decided to send it to you."

Huahua stretched out her hand, wanting to take the necklace.But the necklace passed directly through her fat hand and fell to the ground.

Huahua was stunned for a moment, but Angel was embarrassed... He forgot that Huahua is a soul, and if he wants to influence the material world, Huahua's level is not enough.

Huahua scratched her head, and said with a shy face, "I was holding the doll just now, and it felt so real to the touch. I thought I could pick up things... but I didn't expect it to be impossible. I'm already dead, so it's normal not to be able to pick up things. "

The items in the illusion are virtual in themselves, and Huahua has a real touch, but it is actually because of the confusing effect of the nightmare.She still couldn't handle the real thing.

Angor picked up the necklace with a little embarrassment: "Then I'll put it on the bedside, so you can see it anytime."

Huahua shook her head: "Brother Pat, there is a secret compartment for this necklace, can you take out the things in the secret compartment?"

Angel nodded, and skillfully took out the silk painting from the dark compartment, and spread it on the table in the illusion.

Huahua looked at the painting on the silk and smiled happily: "Brother Pat, I just want this painting. I want to give this necklace to my brother. Thank you for giving me such a good gift." Huahua pointed to This illusion: "I like it very much."

Necklaces are not rare, and the material is also very common.Angel wanted to refuse, but seeing Huahua's expectant expression, Angel nodded and accepted.

"Thank you." Angel took the necklace and put it in the corner of the bracelet.Then he asked his purpose of coming here: "Huahua, do you still remember where you lived when you were a child?"

(End of this chapter)