Can Yunpai make superficial pets become queens?

Chapter 64 You Can't Imagine the Power of a Foreigner

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"Ah, Gui'an, long time no see, young stranger, how are you doing recently?"

This Gui'an really has the taste of a two-thorn newt, but it's a pity that this is a banshee and not a maid.

Should I say it or not, this Miss Banshee is really rude, and she doesn't treat herself as an outsider at all.

She sat down at the table generously and poured herself a cup of hot tea.

"Let me just say it straight, I can feel it, you don't have any malice towards me, and I don't want to make any troubles."

I don't know if it's his illusion, but this banshee doesn't seem to be as...uh...
How should I put it, the last time I saw her, she looked dead, but this time, she looked much better.

Not a simple change in clothing, but a spiritual change.

"Miss Banshee, do you look much better than before?"

After all, he still didn't say such ugly things, Miss Banshee, why don't you look like a dead person.

"Yeah, but that's not what I'm here for today."

The banshee named Elisanna looked up at the goblins outside the window, seemingly thoughtful.

In just a few days, these goblins have already built a large-scale house. There are not many people in this village, and there are many young people who left, even if they don’t come here If so, most likely this village will decline in the near future. In fact, that god didn't need him to come here.

But the arrival of this foreigner changed everything. Although it was only a few days, the place is already quite angry.

If he was allowed to stay here, maybe it could indeed change this place?

It's a pity that I can't. If that god finds out the changes here, I will end up miserable.

What I can do. That's it, let this village lose its vitality, but not lose its vitality. In this way, maybe it can delay for some time?She couldn't tell what the point of such a delay was, but she couldn't find a better way.

"Miss Banshee, I don't think you actually want such a body and such a life."

The stranger said so, sat down in front of him, and then poured a cup of tea.

"Oh, what a surprise, aren't you afraid at all?"

Even if they were not afraid, normal people would still have some scruples about the so-called ominous existence of the banshee, but this foreigner didn't seem to care about his appearance at all, nor did he care about the legend that the banshee would bring bad luck.

Ah. This stranger seems to be more interesting than I imagined.

"Believe me, I've seen more supernatural beings than you in the past, but that's actually nothing."

The stranger's answer is really full of room for imagination, maybe he has actually seen it?

She was suddenly more interested in this stranger, in every way.

If I have a chance in the future, it's not impossible to chat with him, but it's not now.

"I don't like to beat around the bush, so let's get straight to the point, unknown stranger, I hope you can take those goblins out of this village, if you are here, this village will come back to life, isn't that God What I want to see is not what I want to see, as for what you want to do after you leave here, I don't care at all."

Sure enough, it was similar to what Haining guessed, what she wanted was for the village to look like it was half dead, so that she would not be recalled by that god, and she could continue to maintain this kind of life.

"Unfortunately, Miss Banshee, I'm going to settle this village."

His answer naturally gave the banshee a headache.

But he still has the confidence to convince this lady banshee, after all, no matter how good she is now, she is still the body of a banshee, and he believes that this banshee definitely doesn't want her to be in this state all the time.

Speaking of which, is her current state similar to that of Val'kyr?
"Don't be unhappy, because my master can give you better choices and let you live the life you want. Let me tell you this, although I don't know who is behind you, but my master has A power greater than that god."

Fuck, don't get angry, I want to persuade her in a more gentle way.

Sure enough, the meaningless words made the banshee show a displeased expression.

"No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than that god? Besides, I don't feel that your master has any great power. Are you going to tell me that he is a mortal, but he can bring me back to life?"

As a former member of the Snow Country, she could feel that the last princess of the Constantine clan entrusted all the power of their clan in front of her, and she might already be much stronger than herself, but that power was nothing more than the power of a clan after all. It's nothing more than the superposition of the gods. Compared with the unpredictable power of the gods, it is still far behind.

The reason why a god is a god is not only because of the powerful force that cannot be resisted, but also because of the mysterious and unpredictable force.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful God is, how many can reach us, otherwise why would He need you as a messenger?"

Gods need believers, not only because their power comes from people's beliefs, but more importantly, the power of gods will be limited by the principles of the world, and it is difficult for them to descend into the world themselves, let alone directly affect the world .

But her master actually possesses a wonderful power that she can't even imagine.

Sometimes she even wondered if her master was also a member of the gods.

But she didn't feel the slightest bit of divinity in his master. To put it bluntly, he might have no such thing as belief in gods at all. How could such a him be a god?

"Oh? Then what can he do with my broken body?"

The banshee's voice sounded somewhat disdainful. She didn't look at Sylvia, but at the busy goblins outside the window.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, you should look at me anyway!"

Sylvia was very dissatisfied with the banshee's ignorance of her words. She jumped off the bed, ran to the table with bare feet, and patted the table hard.

He didn't know if the banshee was intimidated by her aura, but Haining himself was indeed taken aback.

Also, it really doesn't feel good to be splashed all over by the hot tea on the table.

"Alright then, Princess Constantine, what can your master do to me? Could it be possible that he can return my broken body back to its original form?"

She flapped her wings a little angrily, looking a little shocking.

Then she turned her head and looked out the window again, it seemed that she knew that being angry was useless.

Sylvia, on the other hand, was quite satisfied with the banshee's defense, and sat on her master's lap leisurely.

Hey. Just like this in front of others, isn't it good?

"You're right, my master can indeed turn you back into an elf, and it's your best state."

Her voice sounded quite complacent, and those who didn't know thought she was the master.

In fact, Sylvia's behavior often made Haining wonder if she didn't have the self-consciousness as a pet.Although, in fact, he doesn't really care about this.

Moreover, although the little fox was a little skinny, it did solve the problem that he didn't know how to communicate with the banshee. At least she used a simple way to let the banshee understand what she could do for her.

"Should I say that you are taking less medicine or taking too much medicine?"

The banshee looked at Haining and Silvia up and down. If there was a psychiatrist here, it could be predicted that they were already on their way.

"How do you know if you don't try it? Don't worry, you have no malice towards us, and we have no ill intentions towards you."

Haining stretched out her hand, hoping that this action would make her feel friendly.

(End of this chapter)