The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

Chapter 83: public

Chapter 83 public

However, this is not the only bad news.

Capa and Myramie couldn't bear to tell Charlie.

But Edson had to say this.

"Charlie, sit down first..." Edson's voice was a little hoarse.

Charlie sat in front of Edson with some trepidation.

She didn't know how to comfort the instructor of the Department of Transformation.

Thinking in another place, Charlie just imagines, if the one that is 'not lost' is Utopia...

She will be heartbroken like a knife.

"Charlie, Eris he..."

"He..." Edson's mouthpiece was also a little dry.

"He turned into a super lich."

Standing by the side, Melami felt anxious even listening to it, so she just said it directly.

A series of bad news made Charlie feel a little dizzy.

She remembered the gentle embrace of Eris mentor when the city of Galewind fell.

That seems to be farewell.

"Where is he?"

When the bad news came, her voice was very calm.

The abnormal calm makes people worry.

…

In the quiet and dark room, the black-robed Super Lich sat quietly in the room.

He was tested for camp.

This is a required procedure.

After the living are transformed into undead, the camp will change.

And this transformation is almost uncontrollable.

Better ones, like Edward, are neutral to evil.

Behind Edward's funny side, what is hidden is absolute egoism. To put it bluntly, he is very good at adapting to the wind.

Worse, it is not impossible for chaos and evil to come.

There was once a great arcanist who reincarnated as a grand lich for immortality.

He was a good man who did good deeds in front of him, but after his death, he became a brutal villain who did all kinds of evil.

So, after Eris reincarnated as an undead creature.

Everyone must take advantage of the opportunity to judge his camp before he completely "turns his face and refuses to recognize anyone".

This did not bring any unpleasant emotions to the newly promoted Super Lich.

To be precise, he has lost most of his emotions.

He will still feel anger, hatred... such negative emotions.

But it has lost the function of realizing those beautiful emotions.

In my memory, there are some wonderful memories, just like a faded picture scroll, a little bit of 'black and white'.

[Faction identification technique], a general technique that any spellcaster can cast.

The detected camp is absolutely neutral.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, tying them together might not be enough for a newly promoted Super Lich to torture him with one finger bone.

…

With a bang, the door of the Ultra Lich Eris' room was pushed open.

He was not frightened, but turned his head slightly.

No more satin black hair hanging from under the hood.

This room became even more eerie because of his presence.

There is no vocal cords, but the lich can still make a sound, the same as before.

"Is that Charlie?"

Charlie pursed his lips and walked step by step into the black-robed mentor.

She is not afraid of Eris, who has turned into a lich.

It wasn't until she reached Eris that she slowly stretched out her hand and lifted the mentor's black hood.

Under the hood is a white skull, with azure soul fire burning in the dark eye sockets.

Charlie laughed softly: "It's ugly."

However, her slightly trembling voice betrayed her true emotions at this time.

The soul fire in Eris' eye sockets flickered on and off.

He remembers everything.

But I can no longer feel the emotions flooding my memory.

It’s like watching another movie, savoring the life of ‘others’.

Of course he remembered Charlie.

Just remember, but will no longer feel the emotions in it.

Super Lich's current definition of Charlie is just a "masterpiece" he is "sculpting".

"What's the matter."

The soul fire in the super lich's eye sockets stared at Charlie.

Charlie pursed his lips, thousands of words turned into silence at this moment.

Eris' last hug when he was alive was farewell.

The super lich Eris and the black-robed great arcanist Eris are already completely different existences.

Looking at this calm black-robed super lich, Charlie slowly knelt down on one knee.

She leaned lightly on Eris' leg bone, and couldn't help but recall the scene when she just met him.

Capa once said, 'He who works with death will eventually become death. '

At that time, she didn't know much about it.

Nowadays…

"The road ahead is difficult." Eris said calmly.

"...um." Charlie responded sullenly.

"Arcanists suffered a lot of casualties this time. Not everyone has just a few dragons and can keep their floating city."

"Ok…"

"Optimistically, there will be no floating city." Errest paused, "The only remaining floating city will soon become a 'focus'."

"Whether good intentions or malicious, they will all pay attention." Eris continued to speak calmly.

"I think someone has already started to act." Charlie raised his head and his voice became colder, remembering the officials of the Platinum Empire who had come to hold him accountable.

Eris' finger bones rest on the mandible.

"what's your plan."

"I want to speak through the Goblin Trilogy." Charlie and the super lich's soul fire looked at each other, "I want to announce my identity as a full arcane."

The blue soul fire jumped suddenly, and then returned to calm.

"Think about it. It's going to be very risky."

"I know, as you said, there won't be too many arcanists surviving today."

“That’s why we’re bringing people together.”

Eris didn't stop him, but just watched Charlie calmly, and said lightly:

"Like a moth to a flame."

"No, mentor, it is a lighthouse in the dark night. I am willing to stand up at this time!"

Eris still asked flatly, "With all the arcane arts, you think anyone will buy you."

"It's not just all arcane arts, mentor, I will let the floating city return to the sky." She said very seriously.

"Impossible. The magic net rejects any foreign invasion. The goddess of magic no longer allows arcanists to do whatever they want."

When he reached the realm of super liches, he could sense some things in the dark.

For example, an oracle issued by a certain **** before his fall.

"Then don't rely on Mythra's Core! As long as the Ion Stone is still there! I will definitely make the glory of the floating city come back!"

Eris stared at Charlie silently for a few seconds, "I will watch."

…

The moment he walked out of Erris' room, Charlie seemed to leave all his fragility in that gloomy room.

The elf man transformed by the silver dragon has been guarding the door.

Seeing Charlie come out, his eyes immediately 'glued' to the black dragon sleeping on Charlie's shoulders.

Charlie turned around and asked, "Do you want to hug him?"

The silver dragon looked at the black dragon hesitantly, squinting his eyes and dozing off.

Charlie understood immediately, directly captured the black dragon, and handed it to the silver dragon who had no time to refuse.

The black dragon opened a pair of golden dragon eyes, and looked at the innocent silver dragon who was holding him like a pack of explosives.

Silver Dragon Antanaron: "..."

Black Dragon: "..."

What kind of person would be able to do the thing of stuffing a black dragon cub into the arms of a mature silver dragon?

Charlie went straight to the city hall built in the new city.

Along the way, more and more people followed her.

"Annie, go and arrange for someone to look at the empire to hold those people accountable. Don't let them run around in the territory."

"Lee, are the dwarves still fixing the Utopia mountain? Ask Bud to spare some time, I have something to talk to him."

"Happy, I want to announce something to the whole world. Please help me arrange it. I want the front page headlines of the three issues."

…

As a series of orders were issued, everyone looked solemn.

After a disaster, nothing helps more than an uplifting leader.

The location of the 'press conference' was chosen in Utopia.

When everyone set foot on this miraculous city that returned to the ground, they felt mixed feelings in their hearts.

The special envoy of the empire who came to ask for accountability was also "invited" by Charlie.

The visitor has two well-trimmed mustaches.

When looking around, I can't help tracing my mustache with my hands.

The dwarves of the Old Duck tribe are still strengthening the outer walls.

Only Bud and Pippi Duck came.

Kappa and the other three arcane instructors were also called over in confusion.

Immediately afterwards, Harper entered the arena with a group of 'paparazzi'.

Charlie, as the protagonist of the press conference, was the last one to enter.

She was uncharacteristically, and replaced the overly luxurious aristocratic clothing with a low-key pure black robe.

This is a mourning for the victims and a tribute to the Eris teacher.

She stepped onto the podium and looked around at everyone who was watching her.

This time, her speech will be uncharacteristically.

"I don't care how many floating cities fall."

People under the podium began to whisper in surprise.

"I don't care about the outcome of the Holy Platinum Empire's civil war either."

"I stand here today just to say a word to the surviving arcanists."

After saying that, she took out a white Ion Stone.

Ion Stone slowly floated up.

The eyelids of the three arcanist mentors all twitched, but they were powerless to stop it.

What Charlie can think of, they can naturally think of.

It's just out of selfishness, none of them mentioned it.

Charlie took out another fiery red Ion Stone.

It also rises slowly, like a newborn sun.

The eyeballs of the goblins are about to fall to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the third piece, the purple Ion Stone.

The fourth block...

When the last yellow Ion Stone floated above Charlie's head.

The eight-color Ion Stone is like the stars surrounding the moon, surrounded by the only Arcanist of all departments in the world.

The audience was silent and could hear the drop of a needle.

The special envoy from the empire had already turned pale, his lips were trembling uncontrollably, and he no longer had the arrogance he had at first.

The goblins can hold eight eggs in their mouths, and they have long forgotten to record them.

Charlie looked around again.

"I said, the Arcanist will not just die."

"I said, utopia will not sink from now on!"

"I say, this era! Arcane will rise strongly because of me!"

"Arcanists who survived on the mainland! Come on, let's go to the ideal land!

Come to me, you will change from witnesses to participants!

Create our era together with me! "

The little black dragon lying on top of the 'Silver Saint Guard' raised the corners of his mouth.

【how? 】

Silver Dragon shook slightly, and immediately lowered his eyes and responded softly.

"You admire this human being very much."