Another Life: Elf Archer

Dwarves, a deserted town.

Since the news of resource depletion spread, some barren and remote towns seemed to have been submerged by volcanic lava, turning into deserted ruins in a short period of time.

Maybe it was a collective escape, maybe it was a robbery. In short, in the darkness deep underground, Dulcinea searched half of the town and finally found a room with an intact door. A flame without heat.

"Hey, you're back"

Placing the glass bottle containing the magic flame in the fireplace, Dulcinea turned around and looked at the new companion sliding off the back of the little snowflake.

In fact, she was not familiar with this person, but she had seen him walking with Cybele and the others before. Adhering to the principle of "a friend of a friend is a friend", Dulcinea included this new player who called himself Albert. own scope of protection.

In any case, it is too dangerous for such a helpless "little kid" to travel alone in the chaotic dwarf territory.

"um. Thank you."

Albert hugged his knees and sat in front of the fireplace, expressionless in a daze, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes from time to time.

After leaving the Tower of Babel, Albert's first reaction was to find Nian Nian, but then he discovered that it was simply impossible to travel long distances alone in the game world in his current state.

Not to mention, according to their positioning, Nian Nian is currently on the frontline battlefield of Eggberg, in the same place as Simir.

Fortunately, he was picked up by Dulcinea. When she heard that he was also looking for Nian Nian, she enthusiastically took him as a companion without any trouble. She fought off countless poisonous insects, wild beasts and robbers along the way.

After calming down a little, Albert began to worry about other things again. For three days, he kept switching online and offline to see if any breaking news would appear in the real world. He waited uneasily in the game for fear of missing the news. Other communications from each year.

What do you want to do every year? What do you want him to do?

"Speaking of which," Dulcinea was not used to such a heavy atmosphere, and wanted to be a little more considerate, so she broke the silence, "Do you have anything special to do with Cy? Why go there by yourself? You can't just send a message. "

"cy" Albert didn't react for a moment, "cybele has some personal matters every year."

"Oh."

The conversation reached a personal dead end, and Dulcinea nodded dryly and sat holding a small snowflake to keep warm.

"Well" Dulcinea handed him a piece of dried meat, "Are you hungry?"

The player's satiety value is directly proportional to the level of experience. For a child like Albert, who is less than level [-], his "stomach" will be very small. After walking for a long time, it is probably time to eat.

"No, hungry."

Almost forgetting the situation he was in, Albert quickly changed his words and raised his hand to take it.

"That's right, when you're in a bad mood, you have to eat something. This is Granger's specialty honey-pickled fish mixed with dried meat. It's super delicious."

"Really?" Albert didn't understand these trivial details at all. He stuffed two or three mouthfuls into his mouth, chewed twice casually, and swallowed, "it tastes good, thank you."

Dulcinea chewed the dried meat depressedly, full of regret.This thing is very expensive. Can't this guy cherish it more and taste it more sincerely?

"Thank you, really thank you," Albert turned to look at her, "I was a little distracted just now, sorry."

Dulcinea shook her head and said magnanimously:

"It's okay, I can see that, but it's not good for you to get into trouble alone. Do you want to tell me and I will help you think of a solution?"

Albert looked at her and turned his gaze back to the fireplace. Just when Dulcinea gave up on continuing the conversation, he hesitated and said:

"Suppose you have a secret that is known to someone else, and that person is with the person who you cannot let him know the secret no matter what, what are you going to do?"

Dulcinea briefly sorted it out and said in confusion: "Wouldn't it be better to separate these two people?"

"The knife is placed on the hostage's neck. It is impossible for the knife to leave voluntarily. If he rushes in without a plan, the hostage will be in danger."

As if he didn't make it clear, Albert changed to a metaphor.

"That's true," Dulcinea thought. "In this case, it depends on whether the kidnapper has any conditions and has some room for mediation."

"I'm waiting for this leeway now." Albert slumped, "Because I can't do anything with that knife."

"No, isn't it a secret? Secrets can't kill." Dulcinea corrected the topic wittily. "It's just a matter of one mouth and one pair of ears. Either cover your mouth or cover your ears."

Albert stared at the ground in a daze.

It can't be that simple. As long as Nian Nian still holds the back door in his hand, he can't cover his mouth or ears.

This problem must be solved first, but this is like a fight between gods. Not to mention that the strength of the two parties is almost the same for the time being. If you are not careful, it will mess up the game world and the real country H into a quagmire.

"Ah, no," Dulcinea suddenly realized, "Are you talking about the cyborg? No, the secret is in her hands."

Albert sighed.

Just as Dulcinea was about to ask, Xiaoxuehua suddenly stood up and pointed the horn on her head at the closed door.

dong dong dong.

Dulcinea took hold of her weapon alertly and walked behind the door.

"We are travelers passing by. When we saw the light here, we took the liberty to disturb you. Could you please let us stay overnight?"

"Don't worry, there are only two of us. One is a tourist from China, and I am his guide. We came out of the Forest of Feathers."

Two men's voices sounded outside the door. Dulcinea called Xiaoxuehua to come closer and pushed the door open a crack.

There were indeed only two people outside the door, one wearing alien clothes and the other an ordinary dwarf.

"Player" Dulcinea looked at the two of them.

"Well, I'm a craftsman player," the dwarf raised his mechanical arm with a hoarse voice, "I haven't been back for a while, and I found that I got lost, and this new friend was also implicated."

"I am also a craftsman by profession. I heard that the dwarves are a very powerful underground kingdom with many powerful mechanisms. I wanted to come and have a look. Unfortunately, it seems to be a bit troublesome now." Another man scratched his head and smiled apologetically.

"For lifestyle players, there are some small villages nearby. If you go west, you can see many powerful underground cities."

Activating in an unknown environment, meeting strangers who could not tell whether they were friends or foes, and not carrying any weapons with them, Dulcinea already believed what these two people said.

"Forget it, come in."

"Thank you very much," the two of them said politely. After entering the house, they wisely presented a handful of golden rent money. "We brought some gifts from the Jesses Forest. I hope you won't dislike them."

"No, no, no, you must never be so generous in the future. You can easily be targeted and robbed. It's very chaotic here now."

Dulcinea waved her hand, locked the door, and eagerly picked up the topic she had just interrupted.

"Is the person you are talking about actually Cy? The reason why you have to go find her is because she knows your secret."

The two people sitting in the corner quietly exchanged glances, lowered their heads and silently broke into pieces of dry food.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't look around. If you don't speak clearly when you look at me, I will leave you here."

Dulcinea sat in front of Albert and spoke righteously.

"Yes." Albert spat out a word carefully.

"A terrible secret"

Albert nodded: "At least to me, it's very fatal."

If his illegal human experiments were exposed to the public, his career would be completely over.

"Since it is such an important matter, Cy should not talk nonsense, she is not that kind of person." Dulcinea held her chin and looked at Albert with suspicion.

Albert put his head aside, not wanting to explain.

"Ah, and that person you don't want to let him know the secret no matter what, he is a man." Dulcinea's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Well, he is my best friend," Albert smiled, "Our friendship spans life and death."

"If he knows this secret," Dulcinea's eyes brightened, "you will lose him."

Albert felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but it did touch his sore spot. He pursed his lips and spoke after a long while:

"After all, this is something that goes against his principles, I guess, yes. Besides, I also lied to him."

Dulcinea patted his shoulder sympathetically:

"Don't worry, have a good talk with Cy, or just confess to that friend yourself."

"No," Albert said decisively, "He won't accept it. This is his principle."

Otherwise, Simil would not have resolutely chosen to use his own life as an experimental subject.

"But what good does this secret do to Cy? She doesn't need such a thing at all."

Dulcinea consciously groped for clues and was confused.

"Motive?" Albert has not thought about this question yet, "Is it really just a bargaining chip to restrict me?"

The two people sitting in the corner looked at each other again.

How should I put it, I always felt that the dialogue between these two people subtly went wrong and then connected subtly.

Dulcinea comforted:

"You'd better stop thinking nonsense. I don't think Cy is that kind of woman. This time I'm going to find her to go to the Holy Church to help complete the task of finding the elf leader. I will find an opportunity to ask her. You might as well follow her. Have a good chat with your friend in private. Since the relationship is so good, he will definitely understand you."

"Go to the Holy Church to find the elf patriarch." Albert was surprised.

"Yes, it seems to be her advanced mission. She must complete it." Dulcinea responded.

Albert was thoughtful, and the anxiety and entanglement that had shrouded his face for three days gradually dissipated and turned into a smile.

Like the icing on the cake, the long-awaited news flew into his hands at this moment. When he saw the name of the sender, Albert's heart dropped.

"Talk about the conditions"

"what do you want"

"Let Dr. Walton give up searching for me in the game world. In other words, I don't want to be caught by him."

"Okay, what do you need me to do?"

"Whatever you want, I only care about the results."

After waiting for a few minutes, Nian Nian was sure that there would be no more messages from Albert, and looked down at Simil, who was lying at his feet.

This is Simil's room. Half an hour has passed since she climbed through the window and jumped in.

Everything that needs to be said should have been made clear.If there are any remaining questions, let the person find the answers himself.

Nian Nian squatted on the ground, thought for a while, stood up again, pulled a blanket from the bed and threw it on the sleeping Simil.

Walking to the desk, Nian Nian picked up a familiar square box and said to himself helplessly:

"After much tossing and tossing, you are finally back in my hands. But if I can determine who you are and what your use is, it won't be in vain."

Opening the square box, the black square was floating quietly in the middle. Nian Nian looked at Simil who fell on the floor:

"However, you were too defenseless against me. I said I wanted to see it, but you actually took it out."

This was good, as it would prevent her from having to scan the location of this thing. If it was placed in the storage space, then she would have to be a thief who slipped in and picked the lock.

He turned around and walked to the window, opened it, and as expected, saw a familiar face by the window every year.

"It's not a good habit to listen to the corner." Nian Nian jumped on the window sill.

Nick stretched out his hand and pulled her down: "It's not a good habit to open other people's windows in the middle of the night."

"It's not a good habit to follow a young woman who climbs through the window in the middle of the night." Nian Nian made a face at him.

"It's not stalking, it's a companionship as silent as air." Nick corrected, wagging his finger.

"You should really write a dictionary." He complained every year.

"What about you?" Nick looked over Nian Nian's shoulder and looked into the silent window.

"A boring personal biography plus life insights."

Nian Nian yawned and walked away.

Nick shook his head and followed her. Suddenly he looked up and saw the white light of the news streaking across the night sky, and his eyes immediately fell back on Nian Nian.

The moment he lowered his head, Nian Nian's body stiffened and then began to tremble slightly.

"What's wrong"

Nick rushed to her side and looked nervously at her face.

Nian Nian's expression was very strange, including disbelief, panic, fear, surprise, and an indescribable nausea.

She held Nick's hand tightly, almost breaking his fingers, and stammered:

"My, my brain, is still alive."