Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Young Master Yan was so excited that this slightly over-the-top invitation no longer seemed so frivolous. Instead, it was made very sincere by the warm atmosphere around him.

The laughter that comes with the wind has a kind of magical power that confuses people's hearts. Even if they are shy to join in, people can't help but come closer to see why those people are laughing.

He didn't seem to be happy because of anything in particular, he just sang and danced, and when he saw others bending over with laughter, he couldn't help but smile.

Nian Nian shook his head violently, as if to throw away all the troubles in his mind. He took Qi Youfeng's hand and jumped out of the float, feeling a little more excited.

"Aqin, let's go. Don't refuse those big sisters today~ They won't eat you."

Young Master Yan smiled and invited Ah Qin who stayed in the carriage. Ah Qin shook his head in panic, not knowing what frightened him these days.

Seeing that Nian Nian and Qi Youfeng were curious, Young Master Yan said mysteriously:

"Haha, you don't know that our Ah Qin is very popular. Several young ladies like to come and tease him."

Ah Qin buried her face in her hands.

"The night before yesterday, when he came back to rest, he was attacked on the way. The child was so frightened that he immediately left the line and fled. He is still in a period of psychological shock."

Ah Qin turned her back and huddled in the corner scratching the wall.

"Actually, the person who attacked him was discovered and stopped at that time, and was immediately expelled from Dagda. But we, Ah Qin, are still young after all, and are still a little shy."

Young Master Yan lowered the car curtain and wandered towards the bonfire with Nian Nian.

"Only when two people are in love will they be protected and appreciated. As long as either party says 'NO', even if it just fails to say 'YES', the other party is not allowed to forcefully entangle them, otherwise they will be forced to leave Dagda and will not be allowed to leave Dagda again. Half a step into the Forest of Jesus."

"This is quite reasonable. It is a kind of protection for everyone, and it also reduces the violence caused by jealousy." Qi Youfeng praised.

"All armed conflicts are prohibited during the carnival. Of course, the ornamental duel performances do not count." Young Master Yan said with a smile.

"You quite like it here?" asked him every year.

We haven't seen each other for a short period of time, but the current young master Yan exudes a kind of unrestrained ruthlessness, his smile is straightforward and unrestrained, and the last bit of bookishness in him has been washed away, and he looks extremely free of himself.

"Who wouldn't like the carefree Garden of Eden?"

While they were talking, the three of them had already approached a noisy open space. In the center of the open space was a blazing bonfire, surrounded by people singing and dancing.

The three of them found a space to sit down, and a wooden barrel exuding the aroma of wine was rolled to their feet. They looked up every year, but they couldn't find who kindly sent it.

"Come on, don't be polite, just treat it like your own home."

Young Master Yan held the barrel, closed the fan in his hand, and inserted it into the collar of the back of his neck. He licked his lips greedily, and raised his hand to unplug the cork of the barrel.

"We seem to be in an elven tribe, right? Why am I being polite?"

Nian Nian searched around again, and three wooden cups appeared in front of her. She looked up and saw that they were handed to her by an unknown stranger.

"Thank you, thank you." Young Master Yan took it unceremoniously and gave one to each of Niannian and Qi Youfeng.

The stranger had already turned around and continued laughing with his friend. He neither showed any surprise at the elf's inclusion in Nian Nian, nor did he rudely explore the existence of the mask on her face.

"Oh, that's so thoughtful. It's a good raspberry wine. Maybe it's because we have a little girl here." Young Master Yan closed his eyes and sniffed intoxicatedly.

Young Master Yan took another wooden ladle from the strangers around him and scooped some wine for Nian Nian:

"This one has a low alcohol content, good taste, and doesn't have the stamina of ordinary fruit wine. Drink it with confidence!"

After saying that, Young Master Yan blew a loud whistle and laughed loudly: "Thank you, thank you! I will bring you good wine and food from China tomorrow!"

"Bravo!"

"Vive la nourriture chinoise!"

"God bless you!"

The people around laughed and raised their glasses, whistles and cheers rang out. People sitting further away didn’t know what was going on, but they also started cheering, making random toasts, and some people shouted an unknown song at the top of their lungs. A minor tune that made the whole audience burst into laughter.

A man stood up, drank a large glass of wine, and danced a very energetic Decepticon dance to the rough singing. After a while, the dancers came to the end, and both parties released all their passion and sweat. , and then poured down his head full of strong alcohol.

There was another round of singing and dancing. Amidst the noise, Nian Nian held a cup full of fine wine. He was dazzled by the smiling faces of everyone. After a while, he said:

"This feeling seems pretty good."

No smiling face is the same.

Some of the owners of the smiling faces have deep dimples, some have round faces and big eyes, some have unshaven beards, some have crimson cheeks, some have a silly smile, and some do not forget to be reserved and cover their mouths, and their expressions, postures, and costumes , completely different.

But none of the smiling faces are different, they are all so cheerful and unrestrained.

The paladin tapped his sharp sword with his fingers, jingling in harmony with the elves around him;

The dwarf stood on the barrel and danced tap-tapping;

Several Chinese people wearing Chinese bunting were busy at the grill, surrounded by a circle of drooling holy mages;

The holy mages queued up seriously to take their numbers. The few wind saint mages were carefully controlling the airflow to prevent the smoke from these cooked meats from drifting to the elves in the field and causing them discomfort.

The bright moon is in the sky, the stars are dotted, the ground is covered with flowers, the breeze is gentle, and time seems to have stopped here forever.

Get rid of language differences and forget about set labels. In this data world, aging and death do not exist, and tasks and levels are just additional shackles.

The carnival can be endless and freedom can be indulgent.

When you can have everything without doing anything, everyone is capable of anything.

When all resources are at your fingertips and all desires can be fulfilled, everyone will have pure kindness and generosity.

Immortal, eternal youth.

Omnipotence, world peace.

At least here, on this night of Dagda, these greatest pursuits were realized and greedily enjoyed by the people in front of them.

——Even if this is just a sensory simulation in a virtual world.

In this era where the distance between people is getting further and further away, in this century where all interactions and relationships are handed over to the Internet and technology, virtuality seems to have unparalleled reality.

"Don't you think this is a bit...fake? Negatives don't always mean positives."

Nian Nian sips the wine in small sips, and can't help but want to pour cold water on it.

After a pause, Nian Nian changed his excuse to a more specific one:

"Half a day's walk from here, a group of giant dragons have just destroyed a cathedral. The fire that spread burned half of the city. The fleeing people are coming to Dagda."

Could it be that just because the dead people are the natives of this world - NPCs - these people can sing and dance here without caring?

That's right, even if she is reborn, she is just a set of data in the final analysis, and these people in front of her are the real "living people" in this world.

The living can laugh, but the dead are as humble as dust.

Qi Youfeng embraced the New Year, his palm quietly covering the back of her hand, and interlocking with her fingers.

Although he couldn't fully empathize with her, he also understood Niannian's position and her uncertainty.

In the gladiatorial arena of the City of Usher, she could kill ruthlessly and decisively every year and treat human life as nothing, but here, she could not help but feel sorry for those data that may not be called life.

"I understand. I understand." Young Master Yan sat up slightly and sighed softly.

"Oh, forget it, I just said it casually, not that compassionate."

Nian Nian no longer disappointed, he leaned relaxedly in Qi Youfeng's arms, tugging at his face that was tense with worry.

To her, isn't this person the most incomparable reality?

How could she embrace him if she denied the meaning of the carnival in front of her.

Young Master Yan drank in silence for a while, and the crowd that had been noisy for a while gradually calmed down a little. Only a young elf man was left holding a banjo, and his clear singing penetrated the night:

"On part

we come to the world

Without knowing

But I don't know

Ou meurent les souvenirs

where will he be buried

Notre vie défile en I’ espace d’un soupir

Our life is as short as a sigh

Nos pleurs

our tears

Nos peurs

our concerns

Ne veulent plus rien dire

It doesn't matter anymore

On s’accroche pourtant au fil de nos desirs

We cling to our overflowing desires

Qu’hier encore

even yesterday

On necessait de maudire

We also kept cursing it

S’il faut mourir

If you have to die

Autant vivre à en crever

Then live to the edge of death

tout retenir pour tout immoler

Keep everything in order to use up everything

S’il faut mourir

If you have to die

Sur nos stèles, je veus graver

I want to engrave on our tombstone

Que nos rires

our laughter

Ont berné

fooled death

La mort et le temps

cheated time

On tient

we hold hands

On étreint

we hug

La vie e une ma?tresse

Live like a mentor

On se fout de tout br?ler pour une caresse

We go through fire and water for one caress

Elle s’offrira

Life is too short

Elle n’aura pas d’autre choix

And there is no choice”