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Chapter 231 The deal with the prophet
A few days later.

Late at night, orphanage.

Elsa lay on the bed and turned over.

The bright moonlight shines through the window and shines right on her face, making it difficult for her to sleep.

I can't sleep. How long has it been since I felt like this?

Elsa thought drowsily.

She seemed to have had a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from. She was always in a haze, not knowing where she was or what she was doing.

Only long-term pain tortured her.

But since this time.
Warm meals, fresh air outside, not headache-inducing prayers, but solid knowledge.
Everything slowly awakened her chaotic mind, just like the haze covering her brain was lifted.

When her hands touched the brown branches of the sapling, she felt the life flowing under her hands.

She suddenly felt like she was alive.

From that day on, she stopped trying to harm herself.

Because it hurts, it hurts.

The moonlight is bright and clear.

Elsa closed her eyes, murmuring unconsciously on her lips, and gradually fell into a dream.

She dreamed of the past.

In the gorgeously decorated room, she was lying on a soft and large leather sofa, holding a storybook and reading it fascinatedly.

The burning fireplace was crackling, very warm, and the atmosphere was so comfortable and drowsy.

The book tells the story of a knight rescuing a princess.

The tall and mighty knight in the story rescued the beautiful princess from the vicious dragon, and the two lived happily together from then on.

Elsa did not envy the princess inside.

Because she also has her own knight.

【.Elsa.】

A hoarse voice, indistinguishable from male to female, old or young, sounded from beside him.

In his sight, wisps of blood mist drifted over.

Elsa suddenly felt a huge fear and did not dare to look back.

It wasn't because of the blood mist and strange sounds, but because she was afraid that when she turned around, what she saw was not the person who usually stayed by her side -

Her "Knight".

【.Elsa.】

The voice sounded again, seeming to be calling or urging.

"I'm brave. I'm not afraid at all."

Elsa gritted her teeth and murmured.

She covered her ears, closed her eyes tightly, and shrank into a ball in the corner of the sofa.

【.Elsa.】

Along with a sigh-like sound, a wave of warmth pressed on her head.

A gentle and loving touch.

In an instant, tears burst into Elsa's eyes.

"Ah father"

Her father has been protecting her since she was little.

He would tell her the story of "Springtail" before going to bed, he would hold her high above his head and play with her father riding a big horse.
Her, "Knight."

However, when she turned her head.

What caught the eye was an extremely tall mass of blood mist.

Invisible sight looked down at Elsa from the blood mist.

The strange thing is that despite her terrifying appearance, Elsa felt a touch of love and compassion from that sight.

"Crack."

In the fireplace, the flames jumped.

Yes, she didn't know long ago what her father, who was supposed to be her guardian knight, did to her.

What did you get in exchange for her?

After a long silence, Elsa wiped her tears, lowered her head, and asked first, pretending to be strong:

"who are you?"

"Is this my dream?"

She looked around. If it was a dream, it felt too real.

[I am a hidden existence, Elsa. ] Xue Mist said slowly, [You can call me "Prophet". 】

"prophet."

Elsa repeated.

From this name, she keenly felt some mysterious and evil power, and couldn't help but shudder. Her mind was still a little confused. Even though she was right next to her, the voice of the prophet seemed to come from a very far away place.

[This is your dream, Elsa, and your nightmare. 】

[You are in jail, and in one thought, hundreds of lives will die.]

"how come."

Elsa murmured imperceptibly, tears streaming down her cheeks again.

[I can give you a chance, Elsa, a chance to save everyone’s lives.]

[A chance to release all children from that hell and live in the sunshine again. 】

[The choice is yours, Elsa. 】

【Do you want to trust me?】

The sound of blood mist echoed in Elsa's ears like a devil's whisper.

Those words "Elsa" gave this broken heart great comfort, and at the same time bewitched her.

But Elsa didn't hesitate much and said softly:
"I trust you, Lord Prophet, and I am willing to dedicate everything I have to saving those poor children."

Her eyes, shining with tears, contained numbness and hope.

She no longer had any hope for her future. Even if she died now, she would only feel relieved.

But those children...she wished she could save them, even if it meant making a deal with the devil.

This is what her father taught her through words and deeds since childhood.

The responsibility of being a "Prince's Daughter".

[Very well, Elsa, your bravery exceeds my expectations. 】

As he spoke, blood mist surged.

Elsa shrank in fear, but saw a simple fish swimming swaying into the tip of her eyebrows.

In an instant, a powerful force shook from her body!
With a bang, the flame in the fireplace went out.

The floor shook violently and the chandelier shook.

The entire room began to shatter from the edges!
[Your dream cannot withstand my power and is about to collapse] The voice of the blood mist gradually faded away, [Remember, Elsa.]

[After death, you will be reborn. 】

【Have a sweet dream. 】

As the last words fell, Elsa's dream shattered, and her whole body fell into darkness.

Maybe the words from the prophet had an effect.

Under the bright moonlight, Elsa fell asleep peacefully in the latter half of the night.

After a long absence, I had a happy dream.

the other side.

The Odin's Gun Guild's investigation was not as easy as they imagined.

Taking the portrait and going door to door asking "if you have seen the King's Daughter", this process was far more boring than they imagined.

Not to mention, even though the Kingdom of Ruipit is not called an "empire", its area is still very considerable.

To investigate the entire kingdom is basically a fantasy.

One day turns into night.

After finishing the day's investigation and eating a simple meal of hard bread and salty cheese, the members of the Odin's Gun Guild sat in a row on the street dejectedly.

This situation is very similar to the prophet camp that they ridiculed at the beginning.

"Damn, no progress at all!"

The wheelchair-bound God of War grabbed the paper bag and threw it aside angrily.

Every family, every household, gave exactly the same answer——

"Sorry, I don't know."

It was as if such a living person and the king's daughter had disappeared out of thin air.

"Each one of them has been eroded." Gangnir said tiredly, his eyes black, "Just like the collective consciousness of the hive, it will only answer 'I don't know'."

The wheelchair-bound God of War stood up and cursed angrily: "What a bullshit investigation, it's of no use at all!"

"Then you talk to Maria." Ganggnir spread his hands, with a lingering sadness on his brow, "It shouldn't be. We have already triggered the main mission, how come there is no progress at all? No gain”

"There is no news from the prophet camp. Do they have some key information? Tsk, what on earth is going on?"

What Gangnir didn't know was.

Completely opposite to them, the players in the Prophet camp are happily completing daily tasks and harvesting experience points.

At the same time, something big is brewing.

at this time.

Perhaps in response to the confusion of the Odin Spear Guild.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang"!
A flash of fire shot straight into the sky from a few blocks away, dyeing the night red!

The orphanage exploded! ! !

(End of this chapter)