Chapter 20 The Last Relationship, Role Playing?
Seeing that Ipollute seemed to have returned to the female god of war in the battlefield, Yin Meng didn't know what it was like in her heart. On the one hand, she was happy to see Ipolity standing up again, but on the other hand, Yin Meng also knew that this would aggravate her injury and make the remaining vitality of Ipolity burn faster.
There is yellow sand and gravel everywhere, and some sand mold plants are sparsely scattered around.
The afternoon on the edge of the desert was originally hot, but at this time, the chill from Ipolüta oppressed the hearts of those people. This chill was invisible and could not even be sure whether it was just a strange illusion. Since these smugglers dare to boldly enter and exit the Fair Kingdom, cross the Churwinds Mountain and walk on the edge of the desert in this chaotic situation, they are naturally not ordinary people. However, although it is only a woman surrounded by them, such a woman who looks like she is still dead, has a terrible momentum. With them.
"Go on," the thin man shouted in the distance, "so many of you are afraid of a woman who can't stand firmly?"
Those people hesitated, and even they didn't understand what they were afraid of. This is just a woman, and she looks hurt all over. If her daughter hadn't been taking care of her, she might have been thrown somewhere to die.
What is there to be afraid of such a person?
A guy with a machete could no longer stand this heavy atmosphere. He roared and dared to rush to Ibolete.
The others were immediately taken by him and hugged together to Ipollute.
The female patriarch of Amazong just sneered, and the spear was held in her hand, flashing strangely like a snake. Her movements were just pricking and constantly stabbing, but it made people feel that there were many spears around her.
Every smuggler feels that he has avoided the attack of the spear.
However, when Ipoldte stood still with a spear, everyone fell to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness. Ipolite did not kill them, but everyone was shot, or shoulder or wrist, and no one could hold the weapon that fell to the ground.
Everyone has only fear on their faces.
Yumeng could understand their feelings. When the female soldiers of Amazong participated in the battle for the first time in front of the Gull Fortress, they almost made the defenders defending the fortress completely lose their will to fight. Among the people she knew, only Emma, who appeared at night, had the ability to fight head-on with Ipolüta, and this was because Emma's abilities had been incredibly improved after she became a vampire. Before that, Emma was afraid that she couldn't even catch the blow of Ipolüta.
In the distance, the thin man stood there with a pale face. Anyway, he couldn't deal with an injured woman with so many people, and he didn't expect that they would lose so quickly. They have just left the Kingdom of Fair, and there is still a long way to enter New Asia. No one can guarantee that they will not meet sand thieves but other enemies on the way. However, the people he brought were just face to face and were abandoned by Iboluta.
What's worse, he saw this terrible woman walking towards him step by step, and he didn't dare to move.
"Your men are too weak," Ipoluta just looked at him coldly, "bring me and my daughter to the hot deer collection in exchange, I'll ensure your safety."
The thin man was stunned there.
The caravan is back on the road.
Through this incident, no one dares to embarrass Yin Meng and Ibolute anymore. The thin man changed the best carriage for them, and everyone respected them.
Even Yinmeng had to admire Ipollute's calmness. If Ipollute had killed all these smugglers at that time, it would obviously be of no good for them. However, the female soldiers only made it impossible for those people to fight for a period of time. While deterring them, they also forced them to rely on Ipolüte to protect the caravan. Otherwise, even if the thin man compromised temporarily, no one was sure whether he would do anything else in the next trip.
After all, their water and food need to be provided by these people.
However, although the smugglers were full of awe of Ipolüte, Yin Meng clearly knew that the female warrior's body had reached its limit. Her eyes began to regain luster, and she stopped coughing and bleeding, and even her footsteps became calm and powerful again.
But the lemon is now more worried about Ipolüta than ever.
I'm afraid Ipolüter can't stand the hot deer collection.
I don't know when, Yin Meng found that Yibo Lute liked to stick to her. This situation is somewhat strange. Ipolde should have hated her (him) the most, and even did not hesitate to use the suic magic of God of War in order to kill him.
And now, they snuggle together like relatives.
Every time she leans against Ipolüte, Yin Meng will inexplicably think of Alicena. Normally, they are two completely different types of people. Alina is gentle and beautiful. Under the watery soft appearance, there is a breath that makes people feel at ease and comfortable just by her arms. However, Ibolite is like a fire, and it feels particularly dazzling just by looking at it. However, once you really get along with her, you will find that there is also a gentleness in the heart of this flame that makes people unable to let go.
Perhaps because she disguised herself as a little girl again and used the name "Yinmon" at the same time, she found that she missed Alice far more than ever.
The caravan went straight south along the edge of the desert, and the lemon occasionally secretly took out the star compass to make sure that they were indeed slowly approaching New Asia. However, what can happen even if it comes to Xinya? Can she really send Ipolüta to Sulu?
What on earth is she doing this completely useless thing?
It's not like her, like Meggie, who became more confident after learning magic and even killed those women cruelly with tentacles, or like the lemon who lived in Longnburg, liked to tease Anna and often sneaked out without telling Alice.
Who is the shade lemon now?
Why is it so strange to give her own feelings?
Mage, Lemon, Mage, Lemon...
Who the hell am I?
The night slowly deepened. She covered the blanket and put her head on Ipolüta's lap, opening her eyes wide and feeling the shaking of the carriage.
Then, she found that Ipolde had not slept and was paying attention to her all the time.
"What are you thinking about?" The female soldier touched her head gently with her hand. The hand that gave birth to thick flies because of holding the spear for a long time seemed to be full of a magical power, which made the shade lemon slowly become at ease.
The lemon smiled at her.
At dawn, there was a sudden heavy rain, and the caravan accelerated to the foot of a mountain. They have left the desertification zone and will not be long before they can reach New Asia.
The rain hit the hood and made a dull sound. A flash of lightning struck, as if to tear the sky apart.
At this moment, Yin Meng found that Ipollute's expression suddenly became solemn. She had stretched out her hand and held the spear that turned diagonally on the carriage tightly.
There was a horse hiss, and at the same time there was a scream.
"There are enemies!" Some smugglers are reminding loudly.
Yinemon poked her head out of the rain and found a group of sand thieves rushing straight from the hillside.
These smugglers obviously did not expect to meet the enemy here and gathered the carriage in a circle in a panic.
The sand thieves surrounded them.
Ipollute got out of the carriage and wanted to move forward with a spear in her hand, but Yin Meng grabbed her clothes tightly. The cold rain hit the lemon's face, making her look extremely panicked. She knew Ipolüta's health, and for her, these smugglers were fine, as long as she and Ipolüta were fine.
However, Ipolit turned around and looked at her faintly, as if to tell her not to worry, and then broke off Yin Meng's hand and stepped forward. For the female warrior of Amazong, what she promised must be done. If she promised to protect the caravan, she will definitely do it.
The thin man hiding in the middle was immediately relieved when he saw Ipolity getting off the carriage.
The leader of the sand thief is a big man. It is also a little strange to see that a tall woman not only did not use the carriage to occupy her seat like others, but also took the initiative to meet her. However, the sand thief was originally a group fighting like a wolf. When they saw Ipolit alone, they immediately rushed up.
The showers kept brushing down, making the sky gray. The blood flows down the slope, divided into streams, and then washed clean.
yin Meng walked out of the carriage with the wooden stick in her arms, and her wet clothes were tightly attached to her body, feeling particularly uncomfortable. She looked at the figure of Ipolüt through the rain and watched her face these desert thieves alone.
Her movements are no longer agile, and the piercing of the spear is no longer smooth, but the sandzei still fell beside her one by one. They opened their eyes wide and the rain mixed with blood and sludge flooded their faces. They didn't understand why this woman was so terrible until they died.
The leader's big man had red eyes. He looked at the woman dragging heavy steps, but let the people he brought fall down one by one. He pulled out his machete and rushed straight down. He saw Ipolde slowly turning around and stabbing him with a spear, so he split the machete on the spear pole while turning sideways.
He was shot.
He also fell down.
He didn't understand why a blood hole suddenly appeared in his chest. Her movements were obviously so slow, and her puncture had obviously been blocked by himself.
But why did he die?
The rain began to weaken. And Ipolüte stood among these bodies that died in fear and proudly raised her head. The wound on her body has cracked in the battle, bulging blood bubbles, and then sliding down the rain on the slope and spreading down.
The lemon was still looking at her, not only the lemon, but also the smugglers came out and silently looking at the awe-inspiring female soldier. Everyone can see that she can no longer fight, and her life has reached the last moment.
However, a group of sand thieves appeared again on the hillside. The sand thieves were just waiting there. They thought that the group of companions just now were enough to deal with the caravan, but they didn't expect that just a woman would let them all fall down. Desert thieves who are used to life and death do not feel timid because of the death of their companions, but arouse a fierce temperament and bloody desire.
They waved machetes and killed Ipolüta.
At this time, Yin Meng walked over step by step and walked to Ipolüte. The smugglers tried to stop her, but her footsteps did not stop. She looked back at Amazong's goddess of war and looked at the face with a frozen triumphant smile.
Ipolit is dead.
She has never been defeated in her life. Even if she died on the battlefield and among a pile of corpses, she still left the earth with dignity.
The sand thieves are getting closer and closer, and the sound of horses' hoofs knocking on the rained slope makes an irregular dull sound.
The lemon slowly turned around and raised the magic wand in her hand to them.
There was no singing sound or dancing gestures. However, an ice hockey suddenly flew out, fell among the sand thieves, and then burst out. Countless ice thorns flew, freezing the rain that touched into ice. The ice pierced the bodies of the sand thieves, and the blood brought out also condensed into ice in an instant. They kept turning and turning until the whole place became a red... icy world.
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Yinmon dug a grave for Ipolitte at the foot of the mountain.
Then, she stood quietly in front of the grave for several hours and said nothing.
Although the thin man and those smugglers are waiting for her, no one dares to complain or disturb her. Even if she and Ibole saved the caravan, she only used a magic to completely annihilate the ability of the second batch of sand thieves, which was enough to chill these people.
Before that, no one would have thought that this little girl, who looked only ten years old and always held an ugly wooden stick higher than her head, was a magician and such a powerful magician.
In the evening, the lemon returned to the carriage.
Due to the delay all day, the caravan began to travel overnight.
On the night after the shower, the stars in the night sky were clear and beautiful. The shade lemon climbed to the top cover of the carriage and lay there.
The mountains in the distance vaguely outline the undulating outline, and the sound of the carriage echoes with a draggy rhythm on this empty land.
"Xiao Xue." The lemon called the little fairy in the distance in his mind.
"Mage, where are you?" The little fairy didn't know where to answer her.
"I'm about to enter Xinya," Yin Meng told the little fairy, "Ipolüta is dead."
"Well," the little fairy was silent for a moment, "What's wrong with you? You don't seem to be very happy!"
"I don't know," Yin Meng looked at the twinkling stars in the night sky. "It's just a little... weird."
After thinking about it, the little fairy said, "Maybe it is affected by constant metamorphosis. It has been analyzed for a long time that the frequent use of metamorphosis will affect the mood and personality of magicians, but this view has always been controversial.
"Can deformation affect the magician's mood?" It's the first time I've heard of this kind of thing. Has she become so strange these days that she will even be sad for the death of an enemy, all affected by constant metamorphosis?
"There is such a statement, but I actually don't agree."
"But I think I have really become a little strange these days..."
"In my opinion, that's because," the little fairy said slowly, "when a person changes his appearance through magic, he may, for some reason, let himself play another person by changing his appearance. Sometimes I also think, if I am not a forest fairy, but an elf or a little witch, will I be different? No matter who it is, there will occasionally be times when they are tired of themselves. They want the 'original me' to disappear temporarily and let themselves try to experience the feeling of being 'other', even if it's just in a dream. In history, there are indeed some magicians who have forever changed to another state through magic and restarted their lives. Others have invented a paper game that can set themselves as a race that cannot exist in real life. This game is called role-playing.
"Role Playing?" The lemon was stunned. If you follow this explanation of the little fairy, it is not that the metamorphosis has an impact on the magician's temperament, but that the magician himself is unconsciously escaping and unwilling to face himself when using deformation or for some other reasons.
"Mage, I think you're just too tired." The voice of the little fairy came again, "These days, you have been on the battlefield and are even forced to kill the enemy in a way that you can't even accept. Meiji, you have never been a person who likes to fight. You only do what you don't like for the people you want to protect. Now that the war is temporarily over, Sophia, who has *, doesn't need you to worry too much about her. At this time, it is normal for you to escape. Although you pretended to be a little girl just to deal with Ipolüte, as the situation changes, you may think in your heart that there is nothing wrong with temporarily forgetting the magician named Meji and playing this little girl named Meng..."
"It's true," Yin Meng stretched out her hand, as if to take off a star from the sky. "Although I've been sad for Ipolite these days, somehow, I feel relaxed again. Sure enough, I'm not the kind of person who is suitable to be a hero on the battlefield..."
"Isn't that good?"
"Who can't say it?" Ying Meng snorted, "Now I feel that although I am very proud to be seen as a hero, I am still more comfortable than being regarded as a scoundrel. Because I'm a scoundrel, I think I can do anything. Even if I do something bad, others will only say 'You are really a scoundrel' at most.
The little fairy ate and smiled.
"Beaning, what happened to Emma and Liselle?" The shade lemon asked.
"Liselle has always wanted to find you, but I persuaded her." The little fairy replied, "Emma will also stay with Sophia for the time being. When the situation stabilizes, she will decide whether to take Liselle to you."
"Well..."
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Next is the eighth volume of Alina.
Anna and Zia appeared again, and the Shadow Guild and the Blood Moon Guild fought in chaos.
There is also a mysterious teenager...