The timer made a faint ringing sound, and it was "Owl" time.
Almost at the same moment, all the magic street lights outside the window were extinguished, leaving only a few dim, ever-bright wall lamps blinking in the darkness.
I tentatively flew out from the window crack, and tried back and forth several times until I was sure there was no danger, and then I flew out of Gregor's house.
I flew high into the wind and slid north.
*
Yes, you read that right, before going to bed, Gregor opened the window and gave me my freedom. Of course, he didn't forget to tell me to be careful in everything, like a mom, and he told me several times.
Does he need to say this? !
I originally wanted to give him a small punishment. After all, his conversation with Dallion not long ago made my heart almost jump out of my mouth.
However, when I sneaked into his dream and prepared to cause trouble, I realized that all I saw was darkness.
Oh, it seems that this "girl" is not lying, he rarely dreams.
*
I rode the icy night wind and flew across half of Cuilan Hill to Yueluo's small building.
I climbed in through the broken glass opening in the hall, flew up to the second floor with ease, and climbed into Sundar's bedroom.
I entered her dream.
*
Oh, this dream is completely different from the past. The color of this dream is a bit...gloomy.
The location of the dream is an alchemy room.
The alchemy room seemed to be underground. Through the open door, I could vaguely hear lightning and thunder coming from above.
Inside the house, the dim magic light flickered on and off strangely.
The little elf with a high ponytail was looking at the tome in his hand with a dull look on his face. Sometimes he looked up at the alchemy table where saliva was flying around Quinti, as if he had been completely stupid.
"...You must pay attention to the direction of magic power." The skinny Quinti pointed at a magic node on the alchemy table with a bright red stick. "When the magic flow enters here, you must pay attention to it." Diversion. Otherwise, all the magic power will flow here, and this circle will be overloaded. Do you know what terrible things will happen?"
brush--
The magic light became extremely dim.
In the darkness, the little elf seemed to cry out, "...I...I don't know..."
brush--
The light suddenly became extremely dazzling again, and I couldn't help but cover my eyes with my hands.
Obviously, Sundar's answer made Quenti very dissatisfied, "You are such a waste!" he said angrily, and through his fingers, I saw him turn his head and stare at me with his one eye, "Then, you Come and answer!”
I'll answer it? !
The light dimmed again.
The surroundings became eerie, and I couldn't help but change my posture from leaning against the door frame to straightening my back, but what's the use? !
I looked at the crooked and overlapping carved lines on the table and fell into a daze.
What the hell is this? !
Lord Isenlien hasn't told us about the magic circle yet, has he? !
No no no...
Why should I answer? !
I'm not here for class!
brush--
The lights came on again.
I squinted my eyes, folded my arms, and leaned against the door frame again, "What are you doing?!" I shouted to Sundar, who was crying, "Why are you studying magic circle theory here?! You shouldn't be practicing swordsmanship! What?!"
Hearing this, Sundar's dull eyes finally shone with some agility.
She looked at her father, then at me, then suddenly wrinkled her face, curled her lips, and sobbed, "...Great! You're finally here!"
I chuckled, walked to the alchemy table, leaned on the edge of the table and leaned towards her, "Have you finished the 10,000 chops I asked you to practice?"
"I...I tried my best...but, but..."
The lights went out.
"What do you want to do in my class?!" In the darkness, Quinti let out an extremely ear-splitting roar.
The lights come on again.
At this time, I found that the night elf's already ugly facial features were actually distorted, his nose, eyes, mouth, and ears were all misplaced, and black smelly mud was constantly spraying out of his holes.
Sundar's face was also distorted with fear. It was definitely no better than her father's. "My father! He, he, he..." She pointed at Quenti tremblingly, unable to speak clearly.
"He is not your father," I frowned, holding the dagger on my waist with my backhand, "He is a nightmare!"
"Don't make trouble! You must study hard!" I heard the transformed Quinti roar, and the small red wooden stick kept stretching and bending in his hand, turning into a handful dripping with sticky blood. The bright red sickle!
brush--
I saw him raising the red sickle high, and he was about to slash Sundar's forehead opposite him!
oh! That could definitely cut that kid's head in half!
Obviously, the useless brat was petrified. She opened her mouth wide in fear, as if she wanted to scream, but couldn't!
Damn it!
I immediately closed my eyes, and the next second, I entered the country where the wind of shadow was blowing.
I stepped on the tail of the Shadow Wind, and in the blink of an eye, I reached the back of Sundar. At this moment, Quinti's scythe had already cut off the elf kid's bangs!
Soon enough, I pulled Sundar behind me, took out the purple-red "big treasure" with my right hand, and swung it from bottom to top, just in time to block Quenti's chop. sickle!
Ping---
The impact of the sparks made my wrist numb and made the scythe bounce back, causing Quenti to take several steps back.
Taking advantage of that gap, I grabbed Sundar's arm and rushed out of the door, out of the house, and into the seemingly endless torrential rain.
"Come back!" I told me from the corner of my eye. Quinti, who had turned into a monster, was holding the bloody sickle and chasing after us relentlessly, his footsteps pattering in the mud.
"Elune, I never knew my father could run so fast!"
"It's not that he is fast, it's that you are as slow as a snail!"
"I, I have worked very hard!"
"come over!"
At a sharp corner, we finally got rid of that damn monster.
Through the dripping moon phase stone sculptures under the eaves, I saw Quinti, who had lost his purpose, wandering around like a ghost.
"Sundar!" His cry was like a ghost, "Sundar! Sundar! You must study hard! Study hard! You must understand this magic circle! You have to recite the first twenty pages of the Introduction to Herbal Medicine today. !”
Looking at the sharp ears on top of his head, I let go of the night elf kid and said, "Do you want to teach him a lesson? Huh?"
"...How, how is it possible?!"
"Aren't you annoyed that he makes noise in your ears every day?" I pulled out another "Big Baby" with my backhand, and crossed the two shining purple-red blades in front of my forehead. "Look carefully. Look how I can chop off his head neatly!"
The elf kid was stunned.
I bent my knees slightly and was about to explode, but at that moment, the elf kid suddenly pounced on me and hung his whole body on my arm, "No!"
"Oh!" I staggered as she pulled me, "What are you doing?!"
Obviously, the movement here attracted Quenti's attention. He ran in front of us in a few steps, and immediately, the misaligned facial features began to fly around in excitement again, just like the sickle in his hand!
"Go back to study! Don't mess around!"
oh! I immediately held down Sundar's shoulders and led her to squat down quickly!
call---
Quinti's wet and sticky sickle almost rubbed against my scalp!
"No! Don't kill him! That's my father!" The little elf held his head and shouted into my nose.
In just a short moment, the sickle in Quinti's hand spun around like a windmill, and then struck down on our heads.
Amidst the roar of the wind, I kicked the elf kid hard in that direction, and used the force to flip backwards, landing steadily one meter away.
"oops!"
boom---
The sickle hit the floor tiles hard, splashing a large amount of muddy water.
"Are you blind?!" I shook the water drops on my gloves angrily and yelled at Sundar, who was kneeling in the muddy water, "That's your father?! Your father's nose is on his chin?" !Ears on the top of the head?!”
"He is my father!" The kid with rain-covered face yelled without any remorse, "Even if he becomes like this now, he is still my father! He is my last relative on Azeroth! I can't watch him being killed, not even in my dream! Obviously, I just need to imprison him!"
"Ha!" I wiped the cold rain from my face and pointed the dagger at Quinti, who was raising the scythe again in front of her, "I'd better let him chop you to death!"
"Ouch!"
*
It can be seen that Sundar has no fighting talent and has not received systematic training at all.
She can do nothing but hold her head, scream, and run around.
If I hadn't stepped on the hem of Quinti's stinking mud-smelling robe with my toes, causing him to be choked by the lapel of my robe and almost fall down, Sandal would have become a dead body long ago.
Of course, Nightmare Quanti has no fighting talent. I could even step on the handle of his sickle without much effort, and hit his chin hard with my bent knee. Oh no, that's his nose now.
boom---
Black muddy water splashed out from his nostrils like blood. Finally, the monster wielding the sharp weapon fell back and finally stopped.
"Ah!!!" Sundar screamed unexpectedly, "You killed him?!"
"Open your eyes and see clearly!" I kicked the slumped monster next to me. "The most he can do is faint!"
"His chest doesn't even move! Elune! No wonder they say you are a villain!"
"Then you'd better not ask me, a villain, to save you."
"I won't beg you! Oh my god... what a villain!"
oh! I want to kill that brat more than Quinty right now!
But before I could take action, Quinti, who was lying at my feet, suddenly jumped up from the ground like a spring. The sight made me jump to the side in shock, and also scared the little elf to sit on the ground again, " oh!"
"Did I kill him?!" After calming down, I pointed at the monster with dislocated facial features and said coolly.
"... Hug, sorry!" Sundar cried out, and like a rabbit, he ran away into the distance with Quenti chasing him.
"Go back! Sundar!" Quinti waved his scythe and opened his mouth on the back of his head and shouted, "I'm doing this for your own good! You can't become an unreasonable barbarian like Scarlett! Follow the deer Only Mr. Helmet has a future!"
Hearing this, Sundar ran faster in front.
Deserve it!
*
In this way, one after another, they ran through most of the block of Trilan Hill in the violent storm!
"Feng, Lord Fengge!" The elf kid strode his legs with all his strength and cried out of breath, "Quickly subdue him!"
I followed unhurriedly at the end and answered loudly, "Don't beg me, a wicked person!"
"You, you, how could you do this! I apologized!"
Of course, having said that, I was always looking for something like a rope.
I knew that I would be able to find what I wanted in those two-story buildings, but I was a little worried that Quenti would chop Sandal up without my help.
After all, I didn’t come here to look for Sundar tonight to admire the blood fountain!
As he ran, the small buildings suddenly disappeared, and everything suddenly became clear. Nordrassil was in front of him.
I immediately saw the purple mushroom pavilion in front of the big tree hall, and even closer was the tall watchtower built with solid wood.
Watchtower? !
Turning around, I ran in that direction.
"Your Excellency Fengge!" Sundar turned his face, his pitiful features twisted together, "Don't leave me! Please! Ouch!" She seemed to have stepped on a stone and rolled into the water on the ground. .
How stupid!
"Pull out your dagger! Block his attack!" I glanced at her and quickly rushed up the narrow stairs of the arrow tower.
"I, I can't!"
"Then rush into his arms, hug his thighs and beg for mercy!"
"How could you do this?!"
While I was talking, I held the smooth handrail and jumped up to the highest point of the arrow tower.
boom---
At that moment, I heard the sound of close combat.
That sound made my heart skip a beat. According to my estimation, it was impossible for Quinti to catch up with Sundar in such a short period of time!
I quickly leaned over and took a look, and saw two black figures rolling into a ball under the arrow tower. The cowardly and useless night elf kid was pressing down on the bright red sickle dripping with blood in Quenti's hand, frightening him. Have to scream.
"Your Excellency Feng Ge! Your Excellency Feng Ge! Help me! Help me!"
I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Please."
"Please! Please!"
Hey, don’t you have to beg me? !
On the wall of the arrow tower, I chose a not-so-heavy willow longbow and quiver.
I bent the bow, nocked the arrow, and aimed slightly with the thumb of my left hand, and the whistling arrows flew out of my bowstring one after another.
I've always been a good shooter, and this time was no different.
The arrow accurately passed between Quinti and Sandal, nailing Quinti's wide sleeves into the gaps between the floor tiles.
"If you don't go away, I'll nail your head to the ground!" I pulled the string full again, and I shouted to the little guy who was in the way, "Three! One!"
"Oh!" Sundar showed me an ugly and frightened expression, and then jumped into the distance like a tree frog.
Almost at the same moment, the feathered arrow broke through the rain curtain and dug Quinti's raised little finger into the floor tile.
I thought this was enough to make the nightmare struggle on the spot for a while, but what I didn't expect was that the monster struggled, and its sleeves fell off like mud. Then, he pulled hard and removed the little finger of his right hand. It's been cut off!
oh!
"Go back to study! Sundar!" Quenti, whose facial features were misaligned, stood up again, raised the bright red sickle dripping with blood, and struck at his daughter lying in the muddy water.
"Ah!!!! Your Excellency Fengge!!!!" Sundar held his cheek and his voice became hoarse.
I held on to the armrest of the watchtower, jumped down from the second floor, unbuckled my cloak, and swung it hard at Quinti, who was not far away!
The jet-black cloak was like a predatory bird, tangled around Quinti's cheek, which forced him to stop and try his best to free his eyes.
And I took advantage of that gap, picked up Sundar, and ran forward.
"My father, my father really wants to kill me..."
"Shut up!" I interrupted her angrily, turned around and ran towards another dark neighborhood, "You are really useless, you have no ability to resist at all. How did your Aunt Scarlett train you?"
The elf kid sniffed, "Actually... Aunt Scarlett didn't actually train me..."
"Isn't she going to let you take over your mother's mantle?"
"She just wanted... she just wanted to keep me by her side and protect me..." she answered with a choked sob, "I am not strong enough to hold a sword... I am not physically coordinated enough to use daggers and daggers... ...My reaction is not good either... I have been to the training ground several times and my legs have been broken by training dummies..." As she spoke, she couldn't help crying, "My bow and arrow can't shoot accurately either... I have practiced for many years, but I still can’t shoot accurately! I really can’t do anything well!”
"Indeed." I nodded with deep understanding and jumped over the ditch in front of me. "Maybe the path your father chose for you is the right one..."
"No! I don't like herbal medicine, nor alchemy, nor magic..."
"Tsk, do you not like herbs, or do you dislike your father?"
"I don't even like it!"
"Oh, how about killing him? I can teach you a trick, it's very useful..."
"No! This is different, Your Excellency Feng Ge!"
"What's the difference?"
"It's just different! What would you do if your father forced you to do something you didn't like?! Would you want him dead?!"
Her words stunned me, and I couldn't help but think of the white house located under the rolling snow-capped mountains, and the tall, dazzling blond Sir Joffrey Rubio in the white house.
In my mind, he forced me to do many, many things.
For example, after drinking the disgusting pea soup in the bowl, apologizing to the crazy girl in the apple orchard, washing the leather boots filled with horse manure...
The water was so cold in the winter that I can still recall the tingling sensation in my hands.
But strangely, these memories didn't make me feel any anger at all.
I even miss it a little bit.
I miss the way he talked to me seriously and reasoned with me after he taught me a lesson.
I miss the way he would yell at me with his face turned red after he tried to reason with me.
I remember how after he scolded me, he took a hunting rifle and went hunting in the mountains to vent his anger. But when he came back, he still didn't forget to bring me a furry snow fox scarf.
If only my father Joffrey were here.
He will never let me be wanted by those bad guys with a bounty on my head!
He will beat up anyone who dares to bully me!
Then, behind closed doors, he would teach me another lesson.
Perhaps because I was silent for a long time, Sundar, who was held under my arm, called me out of curiosity, "Your Excellency Fengge?"
I glanced at her and quickened my pace again, "I can do whatever I want! If he dares to interfere with me, I will put horse urine in his black tea!"
The corner of her mouth twitched, "...You are so mean!"
I really don't like talking to this brat!
Suddenly stopping, I threw her under the ever-burning wall lamp beside me, "Run away!"
"Ouch!" Sundar rolled around in the water in embarrassment. After a long while, he stood up on his knees and stood up tremblingly.
Only then did I realize that there was a neatly cut and everted bloody mouth above the knees of her legs.
Oh, she was actually hurt.
She could actually get hurt?
At that moment, the elf kid suddenly raised his head and looked behind me with his glowing eyes in horror, "Back, back, back!"
The sound of the sharp blade breaking through the wind came almost immediately. I instinctively raised my right elbow and used the metal support on my arm guard to separate the bloody sickle.
Immediately afterwards, I bent down and slipped under the sickle like the wind. The next second, I arrived behind Quenti.
Without any pause, I raised my foot and crushed his tibia.
Snapped---
The monster with dislocated facial features knelt down and let out an ear-splitting cry of pain.
"Elune! Can't you be gentler?!" Sundar cried out on the other end.
"How about you come?"
"I...he...he just..."
Ignoring her struggle, I took off the longbow from my back and neatly put it on Quenti's head. Then, I put the bow on the back of his head, uh no, now it's on his mouth several times. He didn't stop until he could feel the bow string tightening and strangling his throat.
Oh, it's a good thing that Sandal didn't want to see Quin lift his head, because I found that his neck was like flexible elephant skin. Even if I twisted the bow string a few times, I would never be able to break his head. Come down.
"Ho ho ho ho..." This nightmare monster held the bow string with its backhand and opened its mouth full of fangs, as if it was about to scream at the top of its lungs.
Of course, his daughter had already screamed for him, "This will kill him! This will kill him!"
After picking at my ears that hurt from the shock, I looked around, holding the bow with one hand and Quinti's back with the other, and quickly walked towards Mrs. Yinlin's herbal garden not far away.
The herb garden was ruined.
The huge tree man Lithos was lying inside. He was in a coma, his arms and legs spread wide, pressing the earth and herbs tightly.
His toes were nearly as tall as a man, and they were undoubtedly the strongest and hardest torture pillars.
Taking a deep breath of moisture, I suddenly exerted my strength to lift Quenti off the ground, and the longbow tightly wound in my hand was accurately placed on Rithos's toes.
"Ho ho ho ho..."
Quinti, who landed again, struggled even more crazily.
He really looked like a chained up mad dog.
He pulled his head frantically, and hit the floor tiles with the bloody sickle in his hand frantically.
boom--
boom--
boom--
The heavy sound made me a little scared.
It was obvious that Sundar had been stunned by this sight.
It wasn't until I walked back to her and blocked her line of sight that she mechanically raised her head.
The useless brat is crying.
Big tears rolled down his face very fast, and in the torrential rain, they seemed to have broken out their own ravines. "... His neck bled a lot. He is about to die, isn't he?"
"Then go give him a good time, eh?"
"no!"
"Oh, you might want to see him pull his head off with your own eyes, and see the fountain spurting out from his neck..."
Sundar was so frightened that his facial features were out of place, "No no! I... what should I do?!"
what to do? !
The best way is of course to wake up from the dream, but I won't tell her.
It seemed that her unclear mind in the dream did not give her this option. She groaned, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "I...I will go back to study now!"
"Read p!" I bent down and pulled her up from the water, "Don't you realize that since Quenti turned into a monster, he just wants to kill you? It's better to get out of here quickly!"
*
Things are a little different from what I expected.
This time I entered the little elf's sleep because I wanted to take her to Old Man Tanis's small building in person. I needed her to help me bring something back in reality.
But this kid was injured, his legs were shaking all the time, and he couldn't walk fast.
Even though Old Man Tanis's body is extremely strong, he can't carry her all the way to the remote wilderness, right?
"Sundar, I helped you again. This time, how are you going to thank me?" After thinking for a while, I looked at her sideways and said.
"…What would you like to thank me for?"
"Is there any place around here that your father doesn't know about?"
"...a place that father doesn't know..." She was stunned, her eyes looking blankly at the boundless rain curtain around her. Suddenly, she stopped in one direction, "...I know a place!"
