Advanced NPC

Chapter 202 About Death
The moment it turned into light and dissipated, she felt someone calling beside her ears.

But she subconsciously denied it—how could it be possible.

Then it was dark - like walking on the beach, a wave swallowed itself unexpectedly.

Unable to breathe, I opened my eyes desperately, and all I saw was dark blue water and white bubbles, each of which looked like my own scattered soul—I couldn’t catch it no matter what.

It's sad...

feels awful.

-

Hathaway stood in a daze at the resurrection point, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't been here for a long time except for the death in the dungeon.

Thinking of this, she slowly closed her eyes, opened them again, and blinked.

For a moment, it felt like a slap in the face.Because there was absolutely no need for him to do that—saved Esther from a knife—it was meaningless except to send himself back to the resurrection point and fly a few blocks for free.

At that moment, it was not only the moment of being stabbed that I suddenly felt familiar...

——The block for Iser was all subconscious.

why?

Because... I didn't expect that innocent and blind person to be a phantom.

Because a wrong judgment reveals the stupidity of thinking it can't exist...

Also because...

……

"Let's give way, let's give way—" Walking out of the resurrection point, she felt a player running towards the center of the temple capital passing by quickly, and immediately took two steps back.

"It's super hot in the center, join in the fun..."

"New race, new occupation? 666—"

"Eat melon, eat melon!"

……

Over there...Hathaway heard the small comments, and raised her head a little dullly, with almost no light in her eyes—the gloomy sky covered by dark clouds greeted her eyes.

The sky looked gloomy and breathless, as if those mistakes she made, she thought she had made the right judgment, but ruined too much, and it was impossible to recover.

"Recover..." She muttered to herself, stood there quietly for a while, and then forcibly pulled out Fingeri who had been missing for a long time.

Fingley hadn't been seen for a very long time-in fact, he had nothing to do and was asleep.

When Hathaway took it out, it still half-closed its eyes drowsily, stared at it for two or three seconds, and held its hand—flicked it violently, causing the world to spin for a while!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Fingley screamed and broke free from Hathaway's hand, and slipped twice in the air, almost making people think it cured the airsickness up.

"... Don't sleep, are you a pig?" Hathaway looked at it running wildly, half speechless.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Ah ah ah..."

"Eh?"

Fingley flew horizontally, jumped vertically, turned sideways, and twirled non-stop—then he came back to his senses: "Huh?!"

Turning around, I saw Hathaway who was watching coldly.

"Are you awake?" Seeing this, Hathaway said.

Fingley: "..."

"Aren't you dizzy?" asked again.

Fingley: "..."

As he said it, he looked around and vomited with a "wow" and was caught off guard.

Hathaway: "..."

To a certain extent, Fingley can be called the god of sleep. When he was still in the lost fairy land, he passionately interpreted the true meaning of sleeping forever——not waking up for a hundred years.

There was nothing to do with it some time ago, and it became natural to sleep, but God knows it has really been sleeping until now.

Hathaway thought to herself, if she didn't think of it later, should she give it an opening line of "You are awake, the Qing Dynasty is dead".

"What are you doing, what are you doing?! Is the Black Prince dead?!" Fingley vomited, and flew weakly towards Hathaway, seeing the capital of the temple, and then seeing the girl who looked different from the past. , "Wow grass - who are you?! Where is my master!"

Hathaway: "..."

"Although that little girl is quite arrogant and uncertain about making things up! But she looks pretty!"

"..."

"Where did she go?!"

"..."

Arrogant... make something happen?
Hathaway didn't know how she felt for a while, and finally she could only snap her fingers to cancel the imitation.

Looking at the big change in front of his eyes, Finger let out a frightened “Aww”—mainly because he was afraid of being caught by Hathaway.

Hathaway remained silent, watching it coolly added a circle of drama to itself, and finally saw it hiding by the wall, and greeted it: "Hey, little girl, you got the phantom cage!"

Hathaway: "..."

It's 8012, Fairy King——

……

"The capital of the sanctuary...it should be almost there." Hathaway ignored it, and walked out after a moment of silence, "Humans and elves have an emergency covenant, but the covenant ring is controlled by the black prince. But... The family manager who controls the covenant hides a phantom."

Fingley: "..."

It seemed that she was quite frightened: "Mom?!"

To be honest, these things happened very suddenly and complicated-who would have thought that Alfred was a setting who endured humiliation, and Esther was essentially a phantom...

"The covenant between Hitt and Asil... Could it be to deal with the curse of Ghana—there are phantoms in this human city?" Fingeri couldn't digest these things for a while, "Hey little girl——"

boom!
Hathaway was standing in the opposite direction from the crowd. There were quite a few impatient players. In order to run towards the center, they bumped into her head-on without looking at the road—she was hit by a wall on one side.

"Tsk, these adventurers are really impatient as always." Seeing this, Fingeri was a little contemptuous, and when he found that Hesavi didn't move, he was taken aback, "Hey——what's wrong with you."

Hathaway leaned against the wall, bowed her head, bangs covered her face, unable to see her emotions clearly.However, it made people feel that she was very bad at this time.

Her hands clenched into fists and then loosened, clenched again, and then let go, and so on.

It seems to be confessing and thinking again.

Fingerli couldn't figure out the situation, and didn't know what to say for a while, then looked at the direction the players were rushing, and said, "Little girl, why don't you go and look over there? Since that phantom..."

"There is no way to stop it." It took another moment for Hathaway to respond: "It can only be made up..."

As she said that, she smiled: "Oh...it can still make up for it."

"What's so strange about this?" Fingley was puzzled.

"die."

"what?"

Hathaway lowered her head: "Death Demon God Yugad established the order of death, and it is impossible for 'existents' to escape from all of this, even if Hiranvia seems to have left the Allen Continent under the protection of silver, the ending is the same of.

Without death, there is no proof of existence..."

Can make up, without actually dying, is not "existing".

So what is she like at this moment?
Finger blinked. The goblin king, who has no brains, is actually not sensitive to such things as "emotions", but at this moment, he can feel an inexplicable sense of sorrow from Hesevi.

"I should have thought of it earlier." Hathaway stood for a while before looking up, her eyes dimmed, "There is nothing that can transcend the order, unless it is not in this order... What could be more desperate than this of it."

She claims to be a citizen of Hiranvia, the daughter of the Elven King who grew up in this land.

However, it's a bit easy to overcomplicate things - when things got to this point, a resurrection point brought her back to her senses.

The same "death" method, but the ending is completely different.

　...Sorry everyone, I fell asleep while editing the text...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)