Can Yunpai make superficial pets become queens?

Chapter 58 God Doesn’t Know, I Desire to Live (Happy New Year Everyone)
When he was shaken awake again, Haining was not so dazed anymore. Although he was still sleepy, at least he knew what happened this time. It was just that he slept a little more soundly this time than last time, and the feeling of being shaken awake was just as good. Even worse.

Well, it's still not too bad to be in bed anyway, and still cuddling my pet.

"She's here, what are you going to do?"

Sylvia was still hugging her, and whispered to him in his ear, for some reason, winter seems to have little effect on her, Haining drank three liters of water a day and still her skin was dry. And she doesn't drink water at all, just eats some fruit or something, her skin is still juicy, which is really enviable.

He didn't answer her immediately, but reached out to hug her as well, making the two of them stick closer together.

With a beating heart and heaving chest, he no longer had the nervousness of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young otaku at the beginning. Sylvia's long hair was floating slightly, and a few strands touched his nose , making him feel like sneezing uncontrollably.

"Okay, after the business is settled, you can hug it whatever you want, what should you do now?"

Seemingly dissatisfied with Haining's reaction, Sylvia patted him hard. I have to say, it hurts a lot in the winter, and the point is that she didn't know how to do it. Painful, but not very loud.

She must have deliberately used such a skillful method to retaliate against her unscrupulous behavior of eating tofu.

However, although this was very painful, it did clear up his somewhat confused mind a lot.

"Then since she's here, let her come in, haven't we already thought about it?"

It saved Haining a lot of troubles, because this banshee came uninvited, otherwise she would go all over the street to find a banshee who didn't know where she was hiding, what she looked like, or what characteristics she had. To be honest, it is a bit difficult.

"The one outside, since you are here, come in, we have no malicious intentions."

The winter night was already very quiet, and there were no other residents in their area, so although his voice was not very loud, he was sure that as long as the person outside the door was not hearing-impaired, he would be able to hear what he was saying.

Speaking of which, I don’t know what the banshee looks like. Don’t be the style of low-level horror movies. To be honest, he is quite afraid of these low-level horror things. When I was a student, there was a deskmate who liked to watch horror movies, and he often watched them. He had to describe it to him once after the scene, and he got goosebumps just hearing her description, let alone watching it.

But that deskmate still disregarded Haining's objection as always, and insisted on telling him horror stories.

After he went to college, after watching some programs like VUP's emotional radio station, he suddenly became enlightened after watching too much, thinking carefully that the deskmate actually wanted to get closer to him in this way, if If he was not so dull at the time, he could have ended the sad situation of being single in the third year of junior high school. However, he was too straightforward to perceive the deep meaning of it at all.

But to be honest, if the person around him is someone who loves to tell horror stories or watch horror movies, then even if we are together, I am afraid that he will spend every day in fear, which is probably not what he wants. Life.

Going further, he forcibly ended his excessively divergent thinking, and only hoped that the banshee's style of painting would be normal.

I don't know what the person outside the door was thinking, anyway, he hugged Sylvia while his eyes were fixed on the door frame.

Uh. Speaking of which, no one stipulated that the banshee must come in through the gate, right?

If she was actually a spirit, would she suddenly appear from under the bed?

It's better not to. In that case, I will never dare to look under the bed again.

I don't know if it's been a long time, or it's this kind of abnormal torment that makes people feel like years, in short, in Haining's perception, it should be a long time, so long that he wants to ask the person outside the door if he wants to come in. If he doesn't come in, he can go out.

At this time, he heard a knock on the door, and before he could say please come in, the door opened by itself.

Uh... Well, it seems that the banshee is still a little polite, at least she knows to knock on the door, although it is symbolic.

He chanted the mantra silently, and raised a ball of light in his hand, illuminating the room.

Then the banshee flapped her wings and came in front of him, just looking at him like that.

"To be honest, it doesn't seem very scary."

After looking up and down a few times, he came to such an evaluation.

I thought that since the Banshee was transformed from a dead elf, she might keep the clothes she had when she was alive, maybe she would look pale or ragged, but she should look like a winged Sadako, But it didn't look like it. Apart from her pale face, this Banshee wasn't scary at all.

Rather, her clothes look clean and tidy, her hair is also ordinary but smooth, black and straight, and there are no holes in her wings that remind people of death. She doesn't feel like a mourner girl. It is not a demon, but an ordinary poor elf.

"Hello, I think you have already guessed, I am the Banshee, please rest assured, I have no malicious intentions."

She expressed her position with a short opening remark, then she moved a quick chair and sat opposite Haining, and even poured herself a cup of tea, which should have been brewed by Haining in the afternoon, but it seems that she was not I don't mind the fact that the tea has cooled down.

You are really not polite at all, hey!

"Come on, I think since you invited me in, you don't mind if I have a cup of afternoon tea."

I really don't mind, but if you are so familiar, I will feel like a fool for being nervous for a long time.

"By the way, the Constantine's family over there, uh. From the perspective of strength, it's probably a princess. You don't have to be so vigilant. I really don't have any malicious intentions. I wouldn't dare to say goodbye to someone with the blessing of a paladin." And that paladin should be the strongest paladin within a few hundred miles without a doubt, since I came in, I just wanted to chat with you."

Thanks for your explanation, now I know that my pet is a princess, although I guessed it a little earlier.

"Your body is... an ice elf, right?"

Sylvia turned around, and after carefully examining the banshee's clothes, she asked uncertainly.

Although it was already a few months ago, she had heard that in the great battle at that time, in addition to Constantine's tribe, many ice elves as allies also died in battle, but she heard that the people at that time In order to prevent the change of career or just to facilitate the statistics of military exploits, the pope's allied forces adopted the method of killing those who died in battle. Later, on the way to transport the ice elf prisoners of war back to the country, there should be a group of dark elves. They were all robbed.

No matter which one it is, there should be no reason for the ice elves to appear in front of them.

"Ah, this is a long story. You are right. I am indeed an ice elf, and I am also a member of the ice elf guard. Maybe we have seen it before, but to us, your people are almost like children. I It is also impossible to remember every member of the Constantine clan that I have met, even if you are a princess. To put it simply, I was not killed in that war, but I was not captured either. I hid after being injured Under the ice, I wanted to wait until they left before looking for opportunities, but because I was seriously injured and I stayed in the water for too long, I was frozen to death, and when I woke up, I became It's what it is now."

Uh. I have to say that this sounds really bad. An ice elf was frozen to death?

"Then why are you here? The Banshee must have some obsession. If you should have an obsession, it should be active in the Snow Country. How could you come here thousands of miles away from the Snow Country? .”

According to legend, the banshees were transformed by elves with strong obsessions before death. God gave them a second life and gave them the opportunity to fulfill their long-cherished wishes. Take the signs.

"Oh, this is a long story. To be honest, with my current brain, I may not be able to clearly express what I want to say. You also know that the banshee or something, if it is harsh, it is said to be an elf. The zombies are not too much."

No. I see that you are not like a zombie with a bad brain at all. A real zombie can only be ababa.

Of course, Haining didn't say this. It seems that the real Banshee is still a little different from what they know.

"To make a long story short, I am an elf who is afraid of death. Even as an ice elf, I have already lived a long life. The reason why I didn't die in that battle was because I was afraid of death, but even if I tried hard It still came to me, whether it was my obsession or my long-cherished wish, it was something like this that made me selected by that lord, who asked me to come here to complete the mission of the Banshee task, and promised that after I complete the task, I will let me go to the underworld with peace of mind."

That lord's words are so familiar, are you talking about Saffron?
"Why here? Even if you are a driven banshee, there should be a better place to go. This place is thousands of miles away from the Snow Country. Even if you have the body of an elf and the power bestowed by the so-called gods, it should not be an easy task. things."

Sylvia is still on guard, but she doesn't mean to let Haining activate the holy light, she probably can handle it by herself.

"Ah, this tea is really good. Although it's cold, it suits my taste. In Snow Country, there was only bear's blood besides the unpalatable grass juice. It really is a prosperous human world. If you know that the human world is so beautiful, I will definitely leave Snow Country early."

The banshee didn't answer Sylvia's question directly, but just poured herself another cup of tea.

After all the tea in the teapot had run out, she finally showed a regretful expression.

"Princess Constantine, do you know why there have been fewer and fewer legends about the Banshee in recent years?"

She changed the subject and asked a question that Sylvia didn't expect.

"When I was young, I think it was about 200 years ago. At that time, although the Banshee was still a legendary thing, but at that time, I could hear it every few years. Where did the Banshee appear again? In the past 50 years, to tell you the truth, I should be the first Banshee to appear in this country in the past 50 years."

This kind of question obviously caught Sylvia. Although her court teacher once told him about the legend of the so-called banshee, it was mostly just a little talk after dinner or after class, and did not really go into detail. Go through the specifics.

Those teachers who want to come to her, although they claim to be knowledgeable, may not have seen a real banshee in their lifetime.

"Why. Why haven't I heard the legend of the Banshee in these years. Why?"

She pondered this question and fell into a long silence.

"It's because the gods used to need the banshee, but now the god doesn't need the banshee, is that so?"

After thinking for a while, Haining asked.

If something gradually disappears in history, either it has a better substitute, or, for the world at that time, such a thing is no longer needed, then it will naturally disappear up.

Just like slavery, like monarchy, like nobility, like human tails, things that are not needed will naturally disappear.

This is a point of view his history teacher once taught when he was in high school or college history class.

The banshee seemed a little surprised, and the teacup in her hand shook slightly.

Haining moved his hand slightly, a water ball fell into the teapot, and then he wrapped the teapot with a fireball. After a while, there was a slight heat in the teapot, accompanied by the shallow tea of ​​black tea that had been boiled twice. fragrant.

"Hoho. Such a skill is rare, even the princess next to you may not be able to do it."

Obviously, her emphasis on Haining has suddenly risen from ordinary to advanced.

Even the title has become a little more respectful, although it doesn't make any sense.

"Yes, you're right. If this village didn't appear by accident, maybe I, the Banshee, wouldn't exist."

Sure enough. The establishment of this village was only in the last 30 to [-] years.
The job of the Banshee. Remember it should be to herald death, that is to say.
Did this banshee come here just to herald the demise of this village?
"I think that not many people know the true duty of the Banshee. Ordinary people only know that the Banshee is a messenger that heralds death, but no one knows that villages and towns are also on the verge of extinction. Why do some places exist? Banshees, some don't."

It seemed that the temperature of the tea was too high. She frowned a little unhappy, and a blue light shone on her hand, covering the teacup. After a second or two, she showed a satisfied expression on her face, and drank it slowly. A sip of tea.

"So...the so-called mourning banshee was actually sent by the gods to herald death?"

In the cognition of people in the past, the banshee is an ominous symbol, and it is because of their existence that they will bring concurrent death.

But now, according to the banshee, it was actually the god who wanted to perish, so he let the banshee come in person.

"Yes. In fact, even the fact that the banshee is an ominous symbol was sent by the gods to their people. They used such news to bring panic to the ignorant people, and they were shrouded in fear. People will involuntarily make wrong choices, and the so-called death of our omens has nothing to do with us.”

Before she knew it, she drank another pot of tea, but this time she was probably really full, of course, it is also possible that she simply thought that the tea had been brewed too many times and it was tasteless, anyway, this time she signaled Haining No need to refill the tea.

"However, it is also true that the villages and towns foreshadowed by the Banshee will quickly perish."

Sylvia wrapped herself in the quilt for some reason, and suddenly interjected a word.

"What is the so-called rapid demise? Whether it is a few months or a year or two, it may be a quick thing for a village and town, but compared to the long scale of time, it is actually not worth mentioning. "

The banshee leaned on her chin, as if she was thinking about how to better organize her language. From this point of view, her so-called poor brain or inability to express her thoughts clearly is mostly just an excuse.

"You think, people know that there will be death and disaster where the banshee descends, so those who are afraid of death and disaster will move out of the village quickly, and those who cannot move due to various unexpected reasons People, in fact, they have a hard life. Human beings are a kind of group creatures. When those people with average living ability are forced to live alone, even if we do nothing, they will die from various Accidents, in the eyes of outsiders who don’t understand, are the banshee’s arrival, singing carols of death, while people flee from disasters, and those who cannot escape from disasters die silently, how much does it have to do with us from beginning to end?”

According to this statement, in fact, what the banshees play is just a kind of psychological suggestion. The gods let the believers spread the news that the banshees will bring death, and then let the banshees go to the designated places. Ignorant and dull human beings Naturally, people were panicked, and in the panic, more deaths were caused. As such news continued to happen, the rumors that the banshee would bring death became more and more widespread, until everyone was convinced that the banshee was an unknown person. They are a symbol of evil, and they are accompanied by evil omens from birth to death.

"Since that's the case, you came here with God's order, so according to your statement, you don't need to do anything, right?"

What she said didn't match what she did. According to her, as long as she howled a few times every night, these overwhelmed people would naturally fall into panic, and she didn't need to do anything substantively.

Unless unless she has other ideas.

He looked at the banshee, guessing what kind of thoughts made her prefer to disobey the will of the so-called god.

"I just said it. I am a person who is extremely afraid of death. In other words, I don't want to die."

She changed her posture slightly and moved her body. At this time, the sound of bones moving came from her body. It seemed that the Banshee was not a pure spirit body, but an existence with a real body.

The Banshee pushed open the window, and the cold wind blew into the room, causing Haining who was caught off guard to shrink back.

"The god said that after I complete the task, I will go to the underworld with peace of mind. But has she ever thought that I actually don't want to die?"

The banshee turned to look at Haining, it was the first time he felt the cold from the bottom of his heart tonight.

　It’s been two months since I wrote this before I knew it, and I hope to be with you all in the new year. Happy New Year everyone!

　　By the way, let's have some group friends, let's play together~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)