It was her and her favorite book of fairy tales.
The memory from a long time ago began to awaken in her spiritual world. Tina instantly fell and sat on the wooden floor of the treehouse. She stared blankly at the twin conjoined baby girls who were lying on the ground. She could even see the light blue one-piece dresses that were specially sewn on them.
She knew where their bodies were connected.
The girls' beautiful long hair was tied into small braids. They had round faces, big eyes, and a few cute little freckles on their cheeks … They looked like porcelain dolls.
But they suddenly started to crawl up, like two monsters with many hands and two heads.
They didn't really crawl up. Instead, their hands, hands … Four hands and four feet supported against the wooden floor. They raised their heads with difficulty and crawled slowly — toward her.
Screams —!
The screams suddenly penetrated through the treehouse, as if they had disturbed the crown of the ancient tree, making the birds fly out abruptly.
The sky darkened at once.
…
Screams —!
In the banquet hall, Tiff, who was the older sister of the twin maids, suddenly screamed … After screaming, Tiff instantly fell to the ground.
She hugged her body with a pale face and trembling lips. Obviously, she was extremely scared.
Tiff didn't respond when he asked her what had happened. This was Head Chef Nelson's question.
Miss Servant Girl just glanced at her thoughtfully … Mr. Varley glanced at her for a while.
Miss Gong Linna didn't pay much attention to them. She was looking at the chessboard, her eyes wandering on the map, as if she was thinking about something.
Mr. Steward didn't care … Black Hound, Black Hound only cared about when he would get the reward.
Apart from Chef Narson, no one else seemed to care too much about this panicking girl … Even Mr. Narson seemed to have given up after asking a few questions to no avail.
"It seems that she has a relapse." Chef Nelson shook his head. He glanced at the others and finally looked at Miss Servant Girl, the leader of the masters. He shrugged and said, "They will have a relapse if they are separated for a long time. Don't worry, it will be fine when Tina comes out … Anyway, it won't affect your move."
"After you separated." The servant girl said indifferently, "That is to say, the servant is also in the same situation, right?"
"Probably?" Chef Nelson shook his head. "I don't know what's going on inside. They've split up, so I don't know."
"Don't come over —!"
Another scream sounded. Tiff suddenly covered her ears, stood up, and rushed out of the banquet hall.
At this moment, the silent butler's eyes suddenly lit up. He waved his hand and said, "The game is not over yet. You can't leave."
After saying that, four of the ghoul bodyguards suddenly jumped out. They blocked in front of Tiff who had lost control … Their eyes suddenly turned black, and their skin [Lil Pea]
It had also turned as pale as a corpse.
"Miss Tiff, please go back."
"Get out of my way!"
"My apologies!"
At this time, the four bodyguards rushed out at the same time. Tiff's eyes suddenly changed from fear to anger. Facing the four bodyguards, she was also touched … and went crazy!
Bang, bang —!
In the blink of an eye, two of the ghoul bodyguards were sent flying. Their bodies hit the wall, and their necks were twisted more than 90 degrees, and they fell to the ground.
But the remaining two bodyguards successfully pressed the twin maid sister to the ground. They held Tiff's neck at the same time, and then each of them grabbed her left and right hands respectively, holding her down tightly like this.
The girl was still struggling crazily.
Mr. Butler turned over his palm, and there were three thick and long steel needles between his slender fingers … He waved his hand, and the three steel needles were directly thrown out.
The next second, the steel needles were directly nailed on Tiff's forehead … Tiff's body suddenly tightened, and then softened, completely quieting down.
Seeing this, the two ghoul bodyguards directly dragged Tiff back.
"It's all right." Mr. Butler just said and stood quietly again.
"Don't worry, let's continue." Mr. Varley smiled at this time, "Whose turn is it … Oh, it seems to be my turn."
With this, Mr. Varley slowly picked up the golden dice used for the roll, and then threw it into the chessboard.
…
…
There was a trace of gray light cast from the mottled leaves, which brought a little visibility to the dark depths of the forest.
Where there was a stream, on the roots of a dead tree by the water, Mr. Snave was reclining, drinking slowly, with difficulty, from the stream with his hands.
But soon he coughed, and the blood he spat out suddenly dyed the slowly flowing water red.
Mr. Snaff fell headfirst into the flowing water ….. The water was not deep, just covering half of his face, but the cold water was enough to wake him up a little.
Mr. Snève turned over with difficulty to make himself feel better.
The continuous reduction of the poison damage had not stopped, and the damage was slightly slowed down after the recovery of his self-made injury medicine was offset, but his HP was seriously below the safe warning line.
The next HP reduction, as long as Black Hound's value was more than three points ….
"Is this the only way …" Mr. Snève whispered, it seemed to be a few names, "Geralt … Toshera … Lainey …"
Suddenly, Mr. Snève gritted his teeth, and in the midst of the angry cry, he propped up his body.
However, this body, whether it was physically or spiritually, seemed to have reached its limit. Unwillingness and anger could not support it.
Once again, he fell into the shallow stream.
Mr. Snève began to laugh in despair, and his eyes gradually became cloudy.
The sound of stepping on water.
Mr. Snève's desperate laughter suddenly stopped … He seemed to hear the sound of stepping on water, and then under the dim light, a figure appeared in front of him.
"You are …"
"We meet again, how are you, Mr. Snève?"
…
Beside the stream, the soaked Mr. Snève struggled to move his body, so that his spine could be better attached to the roots of the tree.
He looked at the young man who helped him up and frowned. "Didn't I tell you to leave before six o 'clock in the evening … see, this is the result of not listening to my advice and coming to this place."
Boss Luo was about to start a fire, but then he remembered the big fireball he just made … He thought about it and asked, "Mr. Snève, do you have any tools to start a fire?"
Snève could not help but frown. His words of reprimand were like a punch that missed. He was silent for a while, then he took out a bag and threw it out.
The things in the bag were scattered, and they were tools that could start a fire.
"Thank you for your help." Luoqiu smiled and said. Then he began to make a small fire with some dry weeds and withered leaves.
"Fire can bring warmth and light." Boss Luo looked at the source of civilization and smiled with satisfaction.
Mr. Snève sneered, "It can even bring death. In this place, it will make you the target of the monsters hiding here. You will become the morning star of the monsters in this [Roaring Forest]!"
Luoqiu used a branch to poke the fire, "Mr. Snève, have you played this game before?"
He was silent … In fact, he didn't like this young man very much — he hated the feeling of being touched.
Boss Luo was always good at asking questions, "Why … Why do you want to fight with Mr. Varley to enter here?"
"It's none of your business." Mr. Snaff sighed and closed his eyes. "Don't be a busybody. Since we're already here, we should cherish the time we have left. Anyway, in the end, we won't be able to leave."
"I heard." Boss Luo said slowly, "I heard from Miss Tina that Mr. Varley usually teams up with his servants and successfully passes the Guardian."
"Then you must have misheard." Mr. Snève sneered, "You don't look like a stupid person … Can you believe that woman's words?"
"There's nothing wrong with believing more." Luoqiu shook his head, "Besides, if you want others to believe, there will be some truth in the lie. So in my opinion, the person who lied to you has told you part of the truth from the beginning. Perhaps … it is anger that has blinded our eyes. "
"You're suitable to be a pastor," Mr. Snève said, "The kind of guy who stands in front of the church and asks people to do good deeds."
Boss Luo didn't deny it. He just broke the branches in his hand and threw them into the fire.
Mr. Snève was feeling the loss of his life — the loss of various meanings. At this moment, it was chaotic for him. Fast and slow were tangled together in confusion.
"Do you have a story you want to tell?" Luoqiu suddenly asked softly.
Mr. Snève suddenly got out of the trance. He looked at him strangely and frowned subconsciously.
Boss Luo smiled shyly, "I like to listen to stories. I always like it."
"What can I get in return for telling you stories?" Mr. Snève shook his head, "Some people don't like to talk at all. They don't like to tell stories to others … and they don't like to listen to stories."
Luoqiu smiled casually, "I met Miss Tina first, then Mr. Görs."
"Then you're really lucky." Snève glanced at him in surprise … He had already noticed that the weapon in his hand didn't look like an ordinary one, "You can survive in the hands of those two guys."
Boss Luo said, "We didn't have many conflicts and soon formed a team."
"What did you say?" Mr. Snève was startled and looked at him in disbelief, "You said those two guys formed a team with you … Are you sure you're not dreaming?"
"I don't think so." Boss Luo smiled, "If I'm dreaming, things probably won't be like this."
Mr. Snève looked at him suspiciously. He began to feel that it wasn't him that had a problem, but this young man's brain might have some problems.
He shook his head, "Why did they form a team with you?"
Boss Luo said matter-of-factly, "Since it's a multiplayer game, isn't it the purpose of the game itself … Since that's the case, what's wrong with forming a team?"
Mr. Snève rolled his eyes and sneered disdainfully, "You still want to win?"
"At least most of the time, I don't want to lose." Boss Luo said honestly, "I think I haven't reached that level yet. It's still a bit vulgar."
"You can't win." Mr. Snève sneered, "You can't win … Only that guy can win this game. This is destined from the beginning."
"That guy, you mean Mr. Varley?"
Mr. Snaff snorted softly and continued, "He is the master of the chessboard, the entire game is for him … Perhaps there will be situations that are disadvantageous to him, but that is only to increase the playability and excitement of the game itself. In the end, it is still for him to win with difficulty, so that he can enjoy the process, that's all."
Boss Luo suddenly said, "I heard from Mr. Görs that anyone who can leave here can bring out the items in the chessboard space … Mr. Snève should have played a chessboard game before. Did you bring out anything?"
Snève looked at Luoqiu in surprise. He pondered for a while before saying, "You said that Görs formed a team with you. Are you serious?"
"Is there a problem?" Boss Luo said, "We're only temporarily separated because of a storyline character … If Mr. Snève wants to meet Mr. Görs, you can follow me back later."
"Why would he tell you this?" Mr. Snève was obviously confused. He subconsciously said, "At that time, I also … How could he tell you this when you entered the game for the first time? What is Görs thinking … "
"Maybe, Mr. Görs just wants to win the game," Luoqiu smiled and said, "I just said that most people don't like to lose."
"He wants to win?" Mr. Snève suddenly sat up, "He wants to win? He wants to win … He also wants to win! I know that he wants to win, he always wants to win! Everyone wants to win! "
Suddenly, Mr. Snève seemed to think of something. He stared at Luoqiu, "It's not that he wants to win, but he thinks that he can see the opportunity to win from you … What secret do you have that can make him … think like this?"
Although his eyes were cloudy, Mr. Snève's eyes were extremely sharp … He immediately thought of the key point that was unreasonable.
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