Anne gently rubbed her temples with her fingers, feeling like her spirit was being drained little by little. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before that, she had spent a long time explaining to Alice what had happened last night: how she had fainted inexplicably, how she had been dragged out into the wilderness using a flying scroll, and how several goblins had died under Piger's fangs and her arrows.

Of course, all the plots were played by Anne temporarily, although the scene of one man and one dog killing six goblin killers was a bit hanging, but fortunately, there were no major loopholes overall, and Alice was not the kind of guy who liked to get to the bottom of things, so it was just fooled.

In this current situation, Anne felt that it was not yet time to tell Alice her true identity, otherwise there would not be any unforeseen situation for the light elf, who would rather gain weight than give up his devout belief in the Holy Light, knowing that his companions were all bad people in the conventional sense.

And the reason why she wants to tell Sam some of the situation is that Anne also has her own considerations.

First of all, everything that happened last night has already fallen into the eyes of this guy. While Anne has many ways to erase Sem's memories of last night, the disappearance of these events may have some after-effects, such as the fact that the guy named Dasco might send another hitman to assassinate him, and this guy won't be defenseless at all.

In addition, recent experience has proved that the primordial plane is not as simple as it seems, and that the undercurrent is actually surging silently somewhere. There are some things that Anne and Piger can't handle alone, and they have to find someone who walks on the edge of the plane's rules to help them, and Sem certainly fits that bill.

And now, when the man who originally thought he had bumped into Peach Blossom Luck looked at the extremely serious expressions of the two people in front of him, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

"Changed by yesterday's deformity. Frightened and having a brain problem? Suffering from paranoia like old Jossen in the locksmith's shop? Evil. Church organization forced. Brainwashed? ”

Sem, who usually rarely thinks about problems, was surprisingly nimble in his mind, and spoke all the possibilities that came to his mind. It's a pity that the three creatures in front of him didn't react to his words at all, and still had serious faces.

Sam's heart was completely furious, but he still pretended to be very calm, thought for a while and said, "If you have to say that she is not human, she must use something to prove it, right?" ”

"Alice, show him your ears."

Annie's thoughtless words baffled Sam. He turned his head and looked at the girl in the tank who was smiling strangely.

"Wow!"

Two long, pointed ears stretched out towards his head like blades of grass, and Seim, who had been sitting on the couch, fell to the ground in fright. At that moment, the three views that had been implanted in my mind for nearly twenty years were completely subverted.

Later, when Anne introduced him to the difference between the original plane and the Atlantis plane, as well as the true identity of the gang yesterday and the dangers that might occur in the future, Sem didn't listen much at all. Only Alice's big face was dangling in front of him, and the scene of the two ears stretching out just now kept reappearing.

Vaguely, Sem felt like he was on a thief ship.

The guy who looked a little stunned swallowed for a while, then mustered up the courage to ask, "What about ...... Annie, you're supposed to be a human, right? ”

After receiving an affirmative reply, Sam breathed a sigh of relief.

Lying on the ground, Piger's ears deftly pressed back to the top of his head, expressing his disdain for Anne's words in the usual husky fashion. What race this Nizi turned into an angel can't even be detected by his Night Glory system, maybe she was born as a demigod at all, not evolved from other species.

Now that Anne admits that she is human, she undoubtedly avoids too much resistance to her, and by the way, satisfies the other person's unrealistic fantasies.

"Humans with holy light, elves from other worlds?" Sam shook his head, as if trying to sober up, and then saw him suddenly laugh, "Haha, I didn't expect that I had fought side by side with legendary creatures. If my mother had known about this, she would have thought it was a gift from the gods, and I would have made her proud. ”

“……”

Anne had to go to great lengths to make him understand that all of this was to be kept strictly secret, otherwise it would be dangerous for them and for herself.

"Don't worry, since you are already on the same front, I promise you that you will never tell others." Sem patted his chest with a bandaged palm, "Besides, no one will believe this matter, they will definitely put me in the Fourth Sanatorium of Huangyan City as a mental illness." ”

After saying this, Sem looked at Anne again, and his face flushed with excitement, as if all the wounds in his body had healed.

Women are dangerous creatures, it's a saying that Piger hears everywhere in the other world, but it was when he became the Archmage of the Night that he really felt it.

A witch with a beautiful face but a cold expression, a ghostly ghost who escaped from the underground abyss, and a succubus with a hideous phantom body but a soft succubus...... Sometimes, some priests or paladins who have brains know the identity of the other party, but they still choose to risk their lives for the sake of beauty, and there are not a few tragic deaths for this.

Beauty heroes, no matter where they are, are the most widely used and the most realistic dramas. But if you switch the roles and replace them with handsome men and heroines, I'm afraid that only those men who shake M can appreciate it. Therefore, beautiful looks are inherently the killer weapon of women to men, which is a law that cannot be broken in any plane.

And now, even though Anne didn't use the power of the Calamity, Sem as a man was completely confused. Even now that Anne reveals her identity as a Night Race, this red-faced man will not be upset that he has been deceived.

Outside the window, there was a faint sound of a caravan passing by.

Pije used the couch as a step, and jumped to the window in two or three steps. From his direction, a group of well-dressed sheriffs with swords at their waists could be seen running from one end of the Avenue to the Duke of Oran in the other direction.

Several of the corpses from last night had already been disposed of by Anne, and there was not even any blood left behind, so it would not attract much attention. Only Mrs. Melville's shop was in disarray, but it would be an exaggeration to send so many men to investigate such a trivial matter, which merely involved property damage.

To Piger's surprise, the horse team did not stop in front of the general store, but turned a corner and headed straight for the outskirts.

This strange incident was quickly explained in a notice posted downstairs.

It turns out that the goblin fat man who was captured yesterday morning killed two guards in the evening, managed to escape from prison, and is now wanted by the whole city. The horse team that had just passed was one of the ten teams responsible for the search.