because i am stel

"Well, but I still need to defeat them - Ashes, Salary King, are different from undead. But they will still be bound by obsession. If you want to go down from the temple, you have to knock them all down. Fortunately, the undead If the obsession is broken, it will turn into a living corpse. And the king of salary... Tsk, I'm not sure about this either. But I already have a plan in my heart."

Miss Steele, let out a soft breath—she thought she could stop here.But the guess just now made her change her mind.

"Finish the story of the undead team, Kelsey." She used a slightly forceful tone.

And the effect satisfied her.

"Yes, Overlord Vornier was intoxicated by the power of the abyss in the end. He snatched many sacred objects from the White Sect, trying to use light to contain the darkness so as to dominate the abyss instead of becoming a puppet of the abyss—he almost succeeded. At the same time, he transformed the entire king city of Kasas into the capital of the dead for it to rule forever. And when its power spread outside the king city, it wanted to turn the entire continent into its own dead When it entered the country, the undead team who judged that it had crossed the line launched a purge operation."

Kelsey, made a meaningless gesture.

"Like or hate, young or old. The undead killed everyone and non-humans in the core territory of Kasas. The peaked hat symbolizing the hero turned into a crown of horrible monsters in a few days. And in the end, all the dead The soldiers of the Undead Squad were sealed into the underground ruins together with the severely injured Vornier. The status of the undead has ushered in the greatest decline in history after its rise."

"The living people realize that if they stand in the way of this group of heroes, what the heroes will impose on them will not be pity but the blade. The power held by the undead team, which can subvert a unified country in a few days, is even more powerful. It is to make all the newly promoted kings restless—thus, under the impetus of various aspects. When the next fire transmission season comes when Elfrid is forced to become the salary king, the Lothric royal family and the Baijiao The fire-spreading tour 'accidentally' encountered several failures. When the situation was about to become irreversible, all voices pointed to this powerful hero who gathered the crowd as one."

"Thus, the heroes of the undead team became kings and ascended the throne of the salary kings-they left a legendary reputation in later generations, because this is the glory that the voluntary salary kings must enjoy. But beyond that In the following thousands of years, every reconstruction of the Falan Undead Team ended in failure...There are always some strange accidents that make the inheritance of wolf blood unable to continue. And as the status of the undead gradually declines, gradually No more cursed knights would set foot in Faran to raise the bloody banner of the undead."

She nodded to Miss Steele, making a concluding motion.

"This is what I just sorted out. The story about the undead team-the connection of wolf blood, the sword skills of Artorius who once lost to you should be their weaknesses. Except for them, the people who were sealed The kingdom of the dead, the overlord Vonir who possesses the sacred artifacts and the power of the abyss, and Alfred, who belongs to the abyss and has the body of the king of the dead, are all opponents you will encounter with a high probability——Stel , Is the information I have summarized useful to you?"

Silter, be silent for a while.

——Many of these are information I know.

——But that doesn't mean it's useless, because she helped me rule out the butterfly effect... and the origin of Kasas seems to be a little different from the game.And Friede... Huh, I remember that there are many ghosts around Farland, and ghosts are also a force belonging to the abyss.If Friede really isn't a house girl anymore, then there must be some clues in these small places.

"It works"—so she said.

"As long as it's useful." Kelsey exhaled lightly. "Then how are you going to repay me?"

——That’s a good question.

——Excuse me, can a beating be counted as repayment... Well, I was joking.

"What kind of repayment do you want? Kelsey, as long as I can do it, I can help you do it."

——If it is too outrageous, don't talk about it.Although you seem to have changed your gender, I won't let my guard down easily for you, bastard!

She saw Kelsey twist her waist, she was obviously just a spirit-like body, but there was a series of soft joints in her spine.

"Rub my shoulders for me, Shirtle." Miss Lynx blinked playfully. "Sitting all night and half morning, I feel that my back is so stiff that I can't move - can you meet my little request?"

——Fortunately, just rubbing shoulders...

—Wait, why do I feel 'okay'?

The flaming-haired girl's heart fluctuated a little, but in the end she lightly pressed her fingers on Kelsey's shoulders.When her fingertips touched, her hands and Kelsey's shoulders trembled for a moment, but they immediately endured each other without revealing any flaws.

"Of course." And it was only then that she answered Kelsey's request.

Fingertips, gently rubbing——Miss Stelter had a vague feeling that she should be the first person to do such a thing to Kelsey.And before this, neither Yaye, Kaierxi's apprentice, nor the princess that Kaierxi was following, should have never fiddled with Kaierxi's shoulders like her.

She heard the cat make a comfortable nasal sound.

"Aren't you used to it?" She asked softly.

"Well, I'm really not used to it." Miss Lynx narrowed her eyes, her pointed cat ears trembling. "Because before that, I had crystals growing on my shoulders due to the origin stone infection. Non-infected people will not touch it for safety reasons, while infected people will not touch it for psychological reasons."

"You are the first, Sylter... The crystal on my shoulder disappeared, was it made by Persephone?"

"She did it." Shirtel replied honestly, and the strength of his hands was also slightly relaxed. "She not only eliminated the origin stone crystals on your body surface, but also suppressed your origin stone infection rate. Although you are still an infected person, there are no obvious crystals on the body surface or in the body. Even if you develop With a new generation of inhibitors, an infection of your level can heal on its own."

"Hmm." Kelsey snorted softly, not knowing whether to feel comfortable or agree. "She should be using the method you used to treat the Frost Star operator."

"The principle is indeed the same."

"Sure enough." She showed a natural expression, then narrowed her eyes and closed them gently.There was a soft sound of friction between the shoulder blades and the spine.

She stopped talking.Apart from the touch of Miss Shirtle's fingertips, the only sound in the whole room was the sound of her soft breathing.

And after a while, a whisper like a dream came out from her lips.

"Sturtle..."

"Huh?" Miss Steele raised her eyebrows slightly.

"……do you hate me?"

"Why should I hate you?" Let alone the guy called the red-haired bastard right now, he replied without thinking: "I have always respected you, Kelsey."

——If you were able to speak well to me in the past as you are now, then there may be other things besides this respect.

she thought.And waiting for Kelsey's answer.

"..."—but Kelsey didn't answer.

"Kelsey?"

"..." - still silent.

Miss Stelter stopped rubbing her shoulders, she leaned forward, and looked at Kelsey's face—and she realized that Kelsey had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The breathing is very even and the breath is very long.Although it is surprising that the spirit-like body also has the signs of an ordinary human body, she can tell that Kelsey's time to fall asleep is definitely not just now.

"Are you asleep?"

——It turned out that it was really a dream just now.

——She stayed up all night, is she too tired?

——It really worked hard for her.Helping me with so many things...but just lying in a chair is not good.Although I don't think she will catch a cold.But this bad sleeping position has no positive effect on the body.

She took a breath, and quietly and silently hugged the sleeping Miss Lynx—it was light to the touch, even lighter than she expected.And her movements were also very slight and careful, from the desk to the bedside, no accident happened to wake up the sleeping lady lynx from her sleep.

——Just like in the hospital, when you fell asleep, I felt more beautiful than usual.

She gently handled Miss Lynx, and placed the girl's soft body on the same soft velvet bed.She saw the girl's chest rise and fall slowly and rhythmically, and she moved her fingers immediately, tidying up Kelsey's somewhat messy hair and skirt corners.

Pulled a thin quilt and covered it gently.The slight flow of air is accompanied by the scent of a girl who touches the tip of her nose—the same as she felt when crossing the gate of the dream world.The taste of calcite... Maybe it can't be called a taste, but a wonderful sensory touch.And this strange perception just happened to complement Kelsey's temperament.

Miss Shirter felt that the speed of her consciousness recovery had advanced a little bit.

——Will Kelsey's breath actually help my intellectual recovery?

——Why is there no surprise in my heart?Or is it not just her, but everyone else?

She sat on the head of the bed, looking at the girl's sleeping face.Outside the window, the faint sunlight crossed the sea of ​​clouds, sprinkling pieces of light golden light on the edge of Kelsey's hair.

very beautiful.

It's actually beautiful both when you're asleep and when you wake up.

Miss Steele raised her hand, and her fingertips lightly brushed the soft mattress one centimeter away from the contour of Kelsey's body.The delicate velvet was gently pressed down by her, and then recovered under the action of elasticity, which slightly highlighted Kelsey's sleeping figure.

In terms of stature alone, Kelsey is not much better than Persephone.

But compared to the real eel, Miss Lynx still has subtle curves on her body.

"I don't hate you." Miss Steele said softly. "I don't hate it, and I don't hate it. I... just don't know how to get in touch with you."

"I don't know what kind of thoughts you have about me... Is it rejection or closeness? I don't know, and I don't really want to guess. Because I am a clumsy puzzle solver, once I participate in the puzzle, What awaits me is failure and worse."

She let out a soft breath.

"However, I don't know what kind of thoughts I have for you... Is it trust? Is it friendship? Or something deeper... I don't know, and I don't know how to know. In the final analysis, I am a person with a bad brain. What a good guy. IQ can only be said to be average, EQ... can even be said to be not very good. If it is not for the experience provided by the dream world, maybe I will not live to the day when I reach the Tower of Babel. And the only thing I can What is certain is that before I went to the Tower of Babel, I had already set goals for myself."

"I went to the Tower of Babel for two people. One was Theresia, the other was you—no, correction. First you, then Theresia. I came for both of you, and my Understand, that’s all there is to it.”

"Do you want to protect? Do you want to take care of? Or is it more in-depth, looking forward to knowing each other spiritually?"

"I don't know, and I've never figured it out—one thing I know for sure is that my heart doesn't change easily."

She stood up and straightened her clothes and skirt.The expression on his face gradually returned to a calm state.

"We will become very good friends...whether it is you now or you in the past. Of course, I have to admit that I prefer to get along with you now. As for you in the past, I will at most just guard silently in the distance. "

"I'm not stupid, although I'm really not very smart. But I shouldn't be very stupid...Although I don't know what you think in your heart. But I don't think you should have any negative thoughts about me."

"Sorry for talking so much. You didn't hear it... just take it as me whining."

She breathed a sigh of relief and walked out the door.

"I hope... we can get along well in the future."

She left.

And after her figure completely disappeared outside the door, Kelsey, who was sleeping, trembled slightly with her fingertips.

Chapter 190 · Rodland's Daily Activities

The sun rises and the moon sets.The moon is bright and the stars are rare.

The day of the journey passed silently, and one new night after another came soon.

As on previous nights, Miss Struttle took over the driving duties.And as in the past, this is a caravan driven by gargoyles.Actually you don't need to drive.

All she needs to do is control the direction.It didn't really matter if she was in the driver's seat or not—she could stand on top of the caravan and sit on the shoulders of gargoyles.Of course, more often than not, she would get away from the car, soar into the air, ride the flames and storms, and soar in the sky.

Miss Steele liked the feeling.

This sense of freedom of stepping on the clouds and walking among the rainbows.

She would sometimes let the gargoyle fly faster than planned, and then try to catch up herself.And when she gradually adapts to the sky and atmosphere here, and when the gargoyle can't catch up with her speed even after driving it to the limit, she will let the gargoyle circle the sky in a caravan when she encounters a place of interest, And he himself descends to conduct a secluded visit that lasts a few minutes or a few 10 minutes.

very funny.

Also very pleasant.

She would often fall from the sky, bringing a line of fire to ablate the bandits besieging the merchant brigade.When seeing a single traveler lost in the wilderness, he will send food and water and point out the direction to leave.Sometimes she'll see a deserted fortress full of bandits and she'll spend a few minutes annihilating them.And more often there are only alien monsters and crazy living corpses in the ruins, and the battle process will be shortened a lot.

She does this kind of thing a lot...familiar and habitual.Whether in Terra or in other dream worlds, this kind of knight-errant life-saving and healing has always been her favorite.

Of course, it is not the same as described in the martial arts story. When she fell from the sky, the ones she rescued were not beautiful girls but philistine traders traveling around.And these people who have been reborn through her hands often do not thank her immediately, but point fingers, complain that she came so late or make further demands, pretend to be pitiful or morally kidnapped. Want her to provide more help.

She has encountered this kind of thing many times, not only now, but also in past memories.And her Miss Shirtle's choice has always been to help only once.

Yes, only once.

When she rescued the merchant from the mouth of the beast, she would scatter other beasts within several kilometers.But she didn't care whether the traveling merchant would get lost again and be killed by wild beasts after she pointed out the right way.

After she liberated the captured civilians from the dungeon, she would use spells to heal their wounds and fatigue. As for whether these civilians would kill each other in order to compete for the robbers' loot, it was completely out of her consideration .

She never paid any attention to someone who claimed to be responsible and wanted her to continue to protect and escort him, otherwise he might cause a lot of casualties.Even if this person said that she was cowardly and irresponsible, how many people would be killed.She also ignored it.

She always does.

——If you save someone’s life, you should be responsible for that person. I never agree with this principle.

——I'm only willing to help so far and then leave, and I always ignore people who tell me that I should do more.

——I help people, not because I am kind.It's because it makes me happy.

——And if I continue to help, it will make me feel uncomfortable, unhappy, and not in line with my philosophy.Then I won't help, even if I don't help people, I will die, and I will die... Do you want me to be the antidote for those who have been hit by Hehuansan?Don't even think about it, I just want to die.

——Because saving people to the end, but where is the end, I have the final say.

Miss Shirtle thought happily, and at the end of each small exploration that took a few minutes, she returned to the sky again with eyes that may be grateful or dissatisfied or jealous.

——Everyone should not be underestimated.

— but don't take it too seriously.

——Those who live for others can be rewarded with the glory of a hero.

——But the glory of a hero is useless to me... The essence of honor is the recognition and praise of others, as well as the self-satisfaction generated by years of education.And for a foreign species like me who is wandering around, what value are these things confined to one world to me?

——I am not a god... although there are always people who think I am a god.but I am not.

——But in the same way, am I a human being... Ah, I am indeed.I am who I admit to being.I also just need myself...and maybe Levantin's acknowledgment.As for other people, whether they admit that I am a human being, whether they think that I am a god, what does it have to do with me?

——I should remember this truth well, not to be influenced by others, not to be persuaded by others.

—and, stick to it.

She stood still in the sky, mobilizing the stratus clouds in the sky to form a brilliant lane with her rapidly recovering intelligence—she knew it was a bit fanciful, but she didn't care anymore—why should she care?What difference does it make whether one's actions are widely watched or little known?

It seems that there is no.

It doesn't matter.

She thought of controlling the cloud road to extend towards the direction of Fran, and when the rumors spread, all the magical or miraculous powers that tried to spy on her from afar were cut down under the sword.

So, the night passed.

When the day came, the two rare people in this world who could persuade her knew her thoughts and practices.