The lord is red again

Tione did not respond to the question about "war". She seemed to be just curious.

"Why?" Tione asked.

"Because we need to get back here." Linde replied.

At the same time, he had confirmed that Tione in front of him had become a little "simple". It was hard to say whether she was Tione herself, but there must be something wrong with her brain.

"I want to quell the war." Linde said.

"Why?"

The way to quell the war is to take the initiative to start a war.

"No reason."

Tione spoke again: "I want to hear what happened outside."

He was almost certain that Tione in front of him had a huge problem. She should still have memories, but she seemed to have lost her ability to think as a human being.

When there are problems with resource allocation, war occurs.

Then war makes people suffer, so another war is used to exchange for peace.

From the perspective of an observer, many people can talk freely, but when they really become the protagonists, everyone has endless reasons and reasons.

Whether it is seeking peace or pursuing war, there are countless reasons.

"That's a long story," Linde did not agree to Tionne, "If you want to listen, the undead are very good at telling stories."

They have cultivated a group of loyal fans of "Journey to the West" in this world.

In terms of eloquence, the undead are definitely trustworthy.

Linde did not want to waste too much energy on Tionne, although she now looked like a blank sheet of paper who knew nothing, it was far better to hand over this task to the undead.

As long as the undead can appease Tionne and allow him to successfully attack the palace, it will play a huge role.

After that, he can slowly deal with the female marquis, the dungeon of the royal city, and Tionne.

"Undead?" Tionne looked at the undead around him who were blinking their eyes and looked silly and cute. Every undead who was stared at by his eyes straightened his chest.

Linde did not give her more time to think and react. He raised his voice: "Undead people, if you are interested, you can tell Tionne some stories. She is very interested in everything that happens in the outside world."

"You are different from before." Tionne looked at Linde who was about to turn around and leave, and finally began to talk about memories.

"You are different too." Linde said.

A transmigrator fiancé, and a fiancée who is suspected to be parasitized by the fragments of the magic ring and robbed of consciousness.

There is no spark of love between them.

They can talk so much, purely because both sides remain rational.

In another scene, if Linde has already taken over the royal city, or he has not come to the royal city yet, there is a high probability that he will directly attack when encountering Tionne.

"Are you worried that I will be your enemy?" Tionne's eyes seemed to see through Linde's inner thoughts.

But it was not deep enough. If she knew what Linde was thinking at this time, she might change her way of speaking.

Linde grinned, "I'm not worried, Tione."

"What if I really do?" Tione asked, she was trying to think about the consequences of doing so, and she was eager to try it.

The halo behind her head trembled slightly.

Because she could sense that Linde was avoiding the situation from developing in this direction, her heart, which had been calm for several years, made her a little curious at this time.

"Then..." Linde paused, and the voice of the troll lady Isa flashed in his mind. He said, "Help you get in the right direction."

In the end, the two of them did not fight.

Linde turned and left.

The undead people who were holding snacks and preparing to watch the plot were left with a dull look on their faces.

What happened?

The long-awaited reunion of the two did not have the sweetness of a doomsday sadomasochism, nor did it have any surprises.

Or was it that their feelings were expressed too implicitly, and we undead people did not understand?

"I think it's not even as good as Linde and the scavenging princess." An undead whispered his opinion, of course no one would agree.

If you have a strong taste, don't go around in the European and American areas. Play in your own small circle.

In the eyes of the undead, Lind's arrival this time has no other purpose except to let them know that Tionne can communicate.

Tionne still maintains the red name status.

"I am a little curious about Lind's experience." Tionne remembered what Lind said when he left, and she looked at the undead with indifference.

There is no mission reward, and the enemy is a red-named big boss, but the undead are very surprised.

Telling stories, right? We are the best at it.

"The story should start from last year."

They talked about Lind's story, of course from the perspective of the undead.

Occasionally, there will be a story relay to describe the entire war process from multiple perspectives.

It just so happens that since the undead of the Kingdom of Rand entered the game, most people can't avoid Lind's name, and those who can appear here now are part of Lind's hardcore forces.

Telling Lind's behavior from wars again and again.

Tione listened quietly. Her curiosity was satisfied, but more and more doubts emerged in her heart.

As Lind guessed, Tione in front of him was indeed different, but she was not parasitized, but a part of her was removed by the fragments of the magic ring wedged into her brain.

She lost her empathy as a human, but she was curious while maintaining her rationality.

The undead soon discovered this.

Good game production team, you actually brought out the unfinished BOSS.

Unlike Win Raven's three-no attributes, the Tionne in front of us obviously lacks personality.

"Miss Tionne, are you really the fiancée of Lord Linde?" Someone raised his hand to ask.

Tionne nodded: "Yes, my real name should be Tionne Arman."

The surrounding undead made a "wow" sound.

"Do you hate Lord Linde?" Another undead asked.

"Hate, of course not." Tionne shook her head. She didn't understand why she asked such a question, so she looked at the undead with a puzzled look.

The undead didn't believe it at all. If you don't hate it, why do you keep red-name our forces.

"Miss Tionne, if you want to have a closer relationship with Lord Linde, I suggest you look at him with a trash look, he likes this." Things finally developed in an uncontrollable direction.

"Looking at trash?" Tione tried to imitate the undead's expression, put on a disgusted expression, and looked down at them with her chin slightly raised. "Like this?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" Several undeads were refreshed.

Blank paper? Then we have to start graffiti.

"Miss Tione, do you know that you should show your breasts when you talk?" A somewhat wretched undead came over.

The next second, a nuclear explosion, a sword light soared into the sky.

The mushroom cloud surged.