Advanced NPC

Chapter 129 The so-called true dialogue between two NPCs

"It's gone. It's gone."

So Hathaway could only watch them go offline one after another.

What can she say?

It's useless to say anything.

A sense of powerlessness spread from the bottom of my heart, like a withered vine.Unexpectedly, it is different from the past, whether it is when encountering some unsolvable problems in some academics, or the powerlessness when unexpectedly "died".

So there are so many kinds of powerlessness?

She thought about this kind of philosophical topic in her heart for a while, waved her hands with the pale face who said goodbye, and then came back to her senses——

Good guy, there is not a single player left.

"..."

Hathaway was silent.

silence.

Be silent again.

Her pair of dark green eyes are like perfect gemstones, the crystal light is agitated gently, and it is like a frozen lake in winter, the surface has been completely silent - but there is another world inside.

Finally, her breath loosened slightly, and she let out a breath slowly.

inhale, exhale...

Suck……

"You have to say it if you're not happy. What's the matter with holding it back?" Fingeri's voice suddenly came out.

Hathaway almost couldn't catch her breath: "..."

"I'm not reconciled, little girl." Fingoli said again, "I'm suffocating you, hee hee."

"..."

Hathaway rolled her eyes, turned her head and walked towards the safer door, but just took two steps, she still turned her head to look at the boss a few times, and bit her lip unwillingly.

Although I don't say it, it's really very...

"Oh, if you don't think about it, something will happen to your phantom pet."

"..."

"Who knows what will happen next... You players are so superficial, did you just leave like this?"

"..."

"Little girl, everything you want to know is here..."

"...Is that enough?" Hathaway stopped, and when she turned around, her eyes were colder than ever before.

Fingeri snorted: "Although you look a little different, in fact—you are just like other adventurers, fighting childishly for certain rewards and certain things..."

for some rewards.

Childish battles are waged.

Chickens fly and dogs jump...

There seems to be nothing wrong - Hathaway, holding a breath in her chest, thought about it and felt that it made sense.

And this truth made her even more frustrated.

"You..." She finally didn't refute, found a wall, squatted silently - and glanced at Fingley.

Fingley thought she was struggling with what he said just now, so he took it for granted, "What I'm telling is the truth—no matter how much you argue, it's useless!"

"..."

Hathaway thought to herself, the character of this goblin king is really bad—it is rumored that goblins only care about their own interests, which is even worse than that of humans. If it weren't for their "wish", it wouldn't cause other races Resentment, then the reputation in this regard may be even more bleak than that of the human race.

And as a royal family, even if the goblin King Fingley is no longer on the throne, his pride has not diminished at all...

"Why on earth are you here?" Hathaway ignored his yelling, with a calm expression, "Gerosa voluntarily turned into a ghost and became a phantom—maybe to reveal some secrets. But what does that have to do with you?"

Hathaway really didn't seem to know at all.

But she also had the feeling that she knew something.

Neither the dwarves nor the elves seem to have participated in the original silver land, nor played any role in the establishment of the silver protection—this seems to have aroused some worries, worrying that this non-participation would have a negative effect on themselves. The race hurts, so small moves are frequent after that.

Aren't these two races the ones who made a covenant with the human race?

On the one hand, it is the signing of the covenant, and on the other hand, it is the actions of the suspected betrayal of the covenant after the black prince has made a move—or in other words, this kind of betrayal started a long time ago.

It is related to the "scam" of King Hitt.

Hesevi thought quietly, her face was as usual, and Fingley, who wanted to speak sarcastically, gave a slight pause - it looked at this beautiful woman without any intention of joking, it was really the same as the "adventure" it had seen "is completely different.

"Little girl, you actually ask this... Do you really want to know what 'us' thinks? It's not because of your naive thoughts?" Fingley changed his words when he came to his lips.

naive idea?
Hathaway frowned and thought for a while, did it refer to thoughts like "Wow, what kind of item did this box drop?" "Let's get a crit milk outfit!"

These guys...in fact, they don't know "adventurers" better than themselves.

Hesavi pursed her lips, frowned and pondered for a moment before she said, "I... am not the adventurer you mentioned."

Fingley obviously didn't know that she would answer like this, and he didn't react for a while, and was stunned.

"I'm not a phantom spirit, but an elemental mage. I don't know what King Hitt has done, but I know that the silver protection is collapsing due to some power... The power that makes it collapse is my never Unexpected." Hathaway continued quietly.

"Crash? No... Jerosa is still trying to control..."

"At the beginning, King Hitt claimed that he was the most prominent contributor to the construction of silver protection...that was a lie to his people, and we all know it." Hathaway didn't take it seriously, "But even so, I think...there should be another saying among the human race."

"another?"

"The Human Empire is divided into the Crescent Silver Land and the Empire Silver Land. Those who live in the New Moon should have such a saying." Hathaway's hand slowly fell to the ground, and her slender fingers brushed the cold ground like Her voice was mediocre, "Those who were 'covered by the glory of the human race' were the real forces that controlled the establishment of the silver protection."

Finger's expression changed slightly: "People of those races will never..."

"I used to think so too." Hathaway's voice fell, she was silent for a while, and didn't say any more.

It is precisely because of this belief that...

She is dead.

Now it seems that this kind of death is not unreasonable, and the bigger factor is my own stupidity.

But since the human race can still exist because of lies—the lies that claim that the glory of silver will last forever, then what are the devastating deceptions she encountered.

"..." Hathaway let out another breath slowly.

After thinking about it, she looked at Fingley with a complicated expression: "I have a necessary reason to know this, if you and the dwarves agree that the secret controlled by Jerosa can make the hidden dangers left by the silver protection less serious , then I want to say... this matter is meaningless."

Fingerli fluttered on the spot: "How dare you say that this is her persistence for thousands of years."

Hathaway stopped talking.

The past is too heavy, even if the mood is different now, it is still urgent to know the truth-but she never thought that she would be classified as a "player" camp.

so special...

"...Fuck."

Fingley was about to speak, but he heard Hathaway still maintain a calm tone, just using words...indecent.

Follow Hathaway's line of sight.

In the corner of the safe zone that she hadn't noticed, a slender figure stood there and never left...

"Abai?!"

(End of this chapter)