Advanced NPC

Chapter 246

"Become a subordinate of the Black Prince..."

Miranda calmly repeated the order, and also calmly looked at the boy in front of her.

It was a boy with brown hair, with a trace of sickly paleness on his face, and his beautiful eyes looked at him as usual.

Ordinary words.

"I see." Miranda's tone was the same as usual, as if it was a trivial matter.

At that time, it was still during the reign of Hitt III, when the Black Prince and Hill Sea "get along well", in the eyes of outsiders, there was nothing wrong with it.

"I will let someone arrange it. You will enter the Silver Land of the Empire as an ordinary mage... everything after that will depend on you." Seeing her like this, Xier Hai paused and said more.

He looked much younger than Miranda, at a seemingly innocent age.

Miranda looked at him, and couldn't help thinking of a letter sent by her adoptive father from Zhandu - saying that he had a lovely younger brother, and he must go back and see if he had the chance.

When practitioners rarely have free time, she occasionally thinks of this incident, and is a little curious about what her younger brother will look like.

She thought—maybe it will be the same as His Highness.

like light.

She thought a lot in a flash, but she didn't express anything on her face, and she was about to leave after she nodded.

Hillary also nodded.

Miranda turned her head at that moment, and when she turned around, the sleeveless blouse revealed a scar close to her back, which was a bit shocking.

But she said she didn't remember.

Xier Hai's eyes flickered, and he stopped her when she was about to walk to the door, and said by accident: "Brother, he...has the power of phantoms. Very strong."

Miranda was silent.

"you……"

"Your Highness, what is the world like?" She asked suddenly.

Xier Hai was taken aback.

In fact, he said to Miranda - the world not only has war capitals, it is full of colors, and the sun is warm and colorful.

So when he knew about the ambitions and possibilities of the Black Prince, he began to prepare.

To keep the sun warm--

A lofty ideal, such as Hill Hay's age would have had.

"I am an orphan. Although my adoptive father is a good man, he is too timid and lacks strength, so his help is useless to me." Miranda said softly, and began to recall something, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I think It's saying... I've never seen the world in color, it's so cold in my eyes, so cold it makes me shiver in my sleep, I'm often woken up in the middle of the night - but when I'm woken up, I don't know Why am I trembling."

"Miranda..."

"You have a lofty ideal, and I envy you very much. Thank you for telling me what this world is like, and what kind of possibilities it has." Miranda said again, walking forward while talking, "I No ideals, no desires, it is enough for a person like me to have an order to obey and to know that the world is different from what I imagined.”

I have no other wishes.

So to die...or whatever, it doesn't matter.

Never looking back.

-

The wind gradually died down.

The swirling vortex in the sky also stopped.

Time seems to stand still and freeze at this moment.People held their breath, shocked by the scene in front of them.

Miranda...

The half of the health bar was knocked out, and the injured chief mage of the silver land of the empire stretched out a hand, and clasped the black prince——

Icicles rose from the ground and sealed him.

The classical Aryan cannon did not know when it was ready, and the golden beam of light... penetrated the icicle at this moment.

A series of words flashed through the players' minds, such as "well prepared", "surprise" - summing up...

That's okay too? !
What the hell is going on with this NPC?

sand……

"Oops..." Hathaway's voice sounded at this moment, breaking the frozen air.

Before people felt something was wrong in her tone, a familiar voice sounded——

"Ah."

Then, there was a flower in front of my eyes.

——A bloody flower bloomed on Miranda's chest, and blood gushed from her mouth at the same time.

The Black Prince took a step back, and drew out his long sword - he actually didn't look very well, he had a wound on his shoulder, probably caused by not being able to get out of the way just now.

He looked at the person in front of him, opened his mouth, and was about to say something—the vine climbed up his feet and held him back—

"I thought it was because it was stupid enough, but now it seems... blind enough." The black prince looked at the vines, his tone was neither calm nor subtle - it seemed to be full of complicated emotions, and seemed to be just stating a fact.

With a series of crisp cracking sounds, those vines instantly turned into powder.

Miranda couldn't support herself and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Hathaway frowned, just as she took a step forward, she felt someone holding her.

Abai walked behind her without knowing why, at this moment he grabbed her and said something to her on the private channel.

She was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head, her eyes flickered: "...I know."

Then he pursed his lips and didn't speak any more, and he didn't move forward.

"Sure enough...that's the case." At this time, the black prince spoke softly again, and glanced at the people on the ground, "Is that guy still alive? I'm surprised... The flowers in the greenhouse can only be killed by sacrificing others. Come and succeed."

As he spoke, he coughed lightly and took two steps back.

A black light enveloped him, and that figure disappeared in the next second.

The activity panel changes at this moment.

Fadu's blood bar was empty, and when the last three words "conquered" appeared, it made the player feel a little heavy.

At this time, Hathaway walked forward quickly and squatted down beside Miranda.

The players were all taken aback.

The elves came along - Miranda was turned over, lying on the ground - the wound on her chest was evident.

Hathaway stretched out her hand, and only lightly stroked Miranda's chest, and her hand was stained with blood—making her frown.

"Which one of you brought black branches and golden bead flowers?" She raised her head and looked directly at the elves with serious eyes.

——Of course she had already changed her appearance with the demon of imitation.

Tessillian was taken aback, and felt that this look was very familiar for a while, but the situation and his subconscious made him think it was impossible, he was only stunned for a moment, and then continued: "There are golden bead flowers, but black branches..."

This thing needs to be declared even if it is obtained and used in the elf land.

Hathaway gave a "tsk", and almost forgot about it.

"Then..." Damn it's the same, let's stabilize the person first... Hesevi thought so, and just opened her mouth, but felt a weak force on her wrist.

Miranda's eyes are half-closed... giving the illusion that they will never open.

She opened her mouth, as if about to say something.

Hathaway raised her eyebrows: "What are you going to say—"

The wound was so fatal that she had no extra strength at this time.

But she couldn't hear it at all.

[Congratulations on accepting the mission "Investigation of the Lost"]

Hathaway: "..."

She almost forgot it was a... damn it, a game.

"Angel." Miraculously, she heard what Miranda said in the next second - faintly, "Speak to him for me..."

After saying the words "I'm sorry", Hathaway felt the strength on her wrist disappear.

Hathaway looked at Miranda who closed her eyes, and frowned.

There was a moment of surprise——

Because Miranda she... was laughing.

This human sage... at least no one thought she would laugh like that.

The corners of the lips were slightly curved, with a trace of warmth.

　_(:3」∠)_Death is never in vain, even if you kill one somehow...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)