This puppeteer is not normal

Chapter 492

It was an unpleasant memory for Yafen.

As usual, she got up from a place with no memory, only a vague impression of her past, and only the desire to recover her full body echoed in her mind, and then she harbored deep resentment towards the elves.

What I left for myself in the past is only a mission that is so long that there is no end in sight, and the depression deposited in the bottom of my heart.

That kind of depression made her extremely unhappy, but as another freshman, she couldn't understand the source of this depression at all, and this feeling made her even more mad.

It was at that time that she came into contact with humans in dullness.

Moreover, it is a dirty and depraved black corner of human beings.

She looks good, at least in line with most people's aesthetics.She was unbelievably unresisting about the brutality of those humans.

That kind of feeling is not sweet, but the feeling of venting emotions is very comfortable.

So she began to get along closely with those dirty humans.

In a small border town of a country, she became the famous headliner in that black area.

There she also came into contact with some special human drugs. Although the effect on her is limited, as long as the dose is increased, it can somewhat satisfy her empty mind from time to time.

Drugs and unclean behavior constituted her first birth in this life.

Even if her powers are constantly awakening, urging her to realize her own meaning, she ignores it.Even if those human males degrade themselves, how to enhance the fun with insults and violence, she also enjoys it.

Because of her beauty and "obedience and obedience" character, her rumors even reached the ears of nobles in a nearby big city.

The nobleman heard the news, bought her at a high price, and took her as a concubine.

She agreed without resistance.

The man was rough and rude, and he didn't seem to be an inherited aristocrat, but a self-made man.Although I have never seen how the upper class of human beings are, but the feeling I experience in this person is no different from those dirty bottom people.

But there are some things about him that are better than most.

That person's life and work seemed to be very stressful, and his first wife was the daughter of another noble family, which seemed to involve the exchange of interests in human society, which she didn't care much about.

Although the first wife did not like her very much, she did not love her husband, and sometimes the activities with people other than her husband at night were no less than her past life.

She became the tool of that noble man.

She still doesn't care, because she is also enjoying it.

It's just that as time went by, the man even started to talk to her outside of the night.

She didn't really care, and didn't even pay attention most of the time, but the man had fun.

It felt ridiculous to her, but surprisingly, it didn't bother her.

The only thing that made her a little unhappy was that the man forbade her to use those special drugs since some time.

Whatever, whatever.

No matter how the impulse in her body urges her, she won't care about it anymore.

This strange life lasted for a long time.

That man was old, and she remained the same as before.She took care of the man's children, raised them, and sometimes even taught them spells.

Time flies, generation after generation.

Familiar humans disappeared one by one and replaced with new faces, but she remained unchanged.

Sometimes, she will have some interesting things with some of her favorite offspring.

She is probably already familiar with this life.

Then, one day, the human war broke out.

Relying on the knowledge she gave occasionally, the man's heirs are not useless, and they are firmly guarding the city.But the enemy seems to be an extremely powerful country among human beings.

It seems to be called...Horton?
The gap in national power cannot be changed by a small border noble.

Facing the siege, the man's descendants chose to surrender.

And she was captured by the military officers of the enemy country, and lived a life of being used that she hadn't experienced for a long time.She still didn't resist.

She vaguely remembers having a young offspring.As a captive, he never gave up like the others, and even wanted to save her from leaving.

She didn't have any reason to leave at the risk, but looking at the young man's clear eyes, she agreed in a strange way.

Then, things came to light.

On the way of escaping, the young man was surrounded by arrows with the power of wind, and thousands of arrows pierced through his heart.

Then, she saw, for the first time since her recovery in this life, the elves.

If it's human, that's fine.

Why elves?

Why did it appear in front of her eyes?

Obviously she has been avoiding for so long, why did she appear at this time! ?

Why kill him! ?Kill that young man?In front of her?The murderer is... a group of wind elves...

The endless emptiness swallowed her already fragile heart, and then, the ancient elf king Yuanembo in this life was completely awakened.

Human beings cannot fill her emptiness.

It is still the power of elves, or the power of that great god, that is eternal.

She resisted.

Annihilate the enemy troops that invaded the city, as well as the Wind Elf troops that accompanied the team and cooperated with that country.Then she gracefully left the city where she had lived for hundreds of years.

Without the slightest nostalgia.

Ravaged the weak, trampled on life, plotted sinisterly, betrayed fools.

Although it is more troublesome than before, it is also a kind of fun as a seasoning agent for her new life.

Because the elves are more or less involved with humans, after she picked up her mission again, she couldn't help but feel a headache.

The last target locked was still the relatively independent dark elves at that time.

It's just that the dark elf hides very deeply, and she also spent a lot of effort to find the trace of the dark elf.

The bad news is that the traces of the ethnic groups are still only fragmented clues that are difficult to string together.

Good news, she found a little dark elf girl with an extraordinary concentration of dark power in her body.

Thus, the hunt began.

Although the girl was alone, she was indeed very talented. After all, Yafen hadn't fought for too long, and she missed many good opportunities in the battle.

But the essential gap was there, and it took a lot of hands and feet to finally push that elf girl to a desperate situation.

Then, the human appeared.

She could no longer remember that face, but just mentioning his name would cause an unknown fire to rise in her heart.

It was a man with a mature face, he was talented, and his language was humorous.

A pair of wise eyes seemed to see everything, and saw through the fragility and emptiness in her heart at a glance.

He was Bayer, and he claimed that his profession was completely unknown at the time... Puppeteer.

　The story of Ya Fen refers to the eternal mother of Mr. Heiqing and the prostitute in the evening (both are books). I don’t know if anyone has read it. If not, I recommend it (bushi
　　Although Yafen is a pure scumbag, I still like to make the story... twisted, or weird?
　　This time the Dark Elf chapter seems to be a branch line that has nothing to do with the main plot, but it is actually a small gathering point of several main lines.

　　From the beginning to the end, the story of the elves has trampled all the thunder in the pit of this book, so many disasters and disasters (

　　


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