The story of the ghost maid named Anveena is quite simple. Apart from the part where she became an undead, which is worth recording as academic material, the rest of the story can be summarized with "a long time ago" and "a few years later".
But I'm afraid that if I write like this, I'll be slapped to death by the readers, so I can only retell it in a simple way.
The story goes like this: A long time ago, there was a peasant girl named Anveena who was born in a small village near Darrowshire. She lived a simple and happy life with her parents and twin brother. But because of the bad times, when Anveena was 12 years old, a famine struck the village. Forced to make ends meet, many people left their hometown, including Anveena's family. Due to the introduction of relatives, they came to Darrowshire to make a living. Due to the poverty of life, not only parents, but also Anveena and her brother had to mingle in the market, relying on some small "means" to exchange for the next day's rations. This kind of life lasted for several months, until they met the kind Mr. Fowler.
Mr. Fowler is a well-known businessman and philanthropist. This uncle, who always does everything slowly and leisurely, expressed great sympathy for Anveena's family. He agreed to let Anveena and her brother, who were still young and unable to do any work, work as servants in his house. In fact, it was in this way that he could feed the two starving children, and at the same time, subsidize their poverty-stricken family, and then ….
Cough cough, although I really don't want to use these words, Anveena's life after that didn't have any ups and downs forced me to write it like this ….
A few years later ….
The Undead Scourge came.
Just like what we already know, the tide of the undead army finally swept into Darrowshire. At that time, the human kingdom had already fallen into a state of semi-paralysis. Darrowshire, who was fighting alone, couldn't get any support from the military.
When the guardian of Darrowshire also died under the erosion of undead magic, the whole town finally fell.
Anveena hid in this big house at that time. Because of her weak body, she couldn't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, so she and the women and children in the rear to prepare food and treat the wounded for the frontline soldiers. When the countless skeleton army was about to break through the line of defense, Mr. Fowler immediately led his family to seal all the doors and windows of the house, and blocked the main door with the heaviest furniture, hoping to delay time and wait for the Silver Hand Paladins to come here to save them.
But these civilians don't know that the Silver Hand has already been disbanded.
Fowler's huge house was too big. Although everyone tried to seal all the doors and windows and entrances that could be found, there were still one or two small holes used to discharge sewage that were ignored. If it was an ordinary human army, they may not be able to use such a passage to attack the house, but the undead were different. They rely on the breath of the living to determine the direction of attack, and can attack from all possible directions. In order to pass through a narrow passage, they can even cut off their own arm to reduce the size.
More than a dozen ghouls rushed into the house through the sewer, and then began to madly attack the ordinary people in the house who had not received any combat training. Mr. Fowler was the only one who had received a month of militia training and knew some basic magic. But when he tried his best to knock down two ghouls, a rotten claw pierced his chest. Watching her friends fall in front of her, Anveena began to run for her life. She was ready to rush to the first floor where the temporary handymen rest, but as soon as she turned around, a ghoul scratched her back. At this moment, her brother Tony rushed up and hugged the short but amazing strength and agility of the ghoul.
The great fear made Anveena lose the courage to look back. She staggered into the handyman's room, locked the door tightly, and then hid under the bed, shivering. This gave her a little sense of security.
She felt her body began to feel cold, and the things around her became more and more blurred. It seemed that there was an endless black fog coming from all directions to devour her. There were ghouls wandering outside the door. They smelled the breath of the living and began to scratch the weak wooden door anxiously. But for some reason, they suddenly left.
Anveena stood up in puzzlement. Then she realized that she stood up directly, that is to say, her body passed through the upper board of the bed.
That was the end of the story. Since then, An Weina had been pacing back and forth in this room. As she was just a weak little specter, she could not leave her corpse too far away, so she could only choose to stay here. The only thing that kept her company was her body, which was constantly decaying …
The ghost in front of me calmly recounted her experience as if it had nothing to do with her. Perhaps it was because she had been lonely for a long time and her soul was incomplete that she couldn't understand complicated emotions. Or perhaps it was because the way of thinking of the undead couldn't be explained with common sense. But I could still vaguely see the trace of hesitation and sadness in her eyes.
Just as Sandora had said, this ghost's soul was too pure. There were no impurities, which meant that it was difficult for her to be contaminated by her own distracting thoughts. So, even though she had been dead for a long time, Anveena still retained most of her consciousness and a part of her emotions. If we could help her, perhaps she could recover a little better.
We all wanted to help her, but before that, we had to first make this ghost lower her guard against us.
This was difficult because the only one here who had the ability to deal with such mysterious matters was Alaya. However, the one that Anveena was most afraid of was Alaya. This was a fear that came from the innate nature of her race. Persuading Anveena to get close to Alaya would be as difficult as persuading the puppet army to surrender.
As expected, when Alaya, who was shrouded in Holy Light, got a little closer under my instructions, Anveena immediately let out a scream of terror. The ghostly white glow on her body flickered under the assault of the Holy Light, like a light bulb with poor contact. It was obvious that it was impossible for these two glowing bodies to be together, at least not for the time being.
"Relax, relax …" I immediately comforted the ghost maid who was about to escape. At the same time, I pulled Alaya behind me to prevent her Holy Light from harming the fragile glowing body in front of her. "We don't have any ill intentions. We just want to help you."
"Help … me …" Anveena's consciousness seemed to be a little unclear. She hesitantly muttered in a low voice before becoming confused. "But … who exactly are you …"
I felt that if I asked Anveena to keep a secret, she would definitely tell everything to the enemy at the first instance. After all, she had just told us everything that had happened to her, but only now did she remember to ask about our identities.
Of course, this might be because Alaya had already made her lose her mind.
I pressed down on the head of Little Bubble, who was suddenly trying to walk forward. She was extremely curious about Anveena's glowing body after seeing her. She probably wanted to touch her big sister who was glowing just like Alaya. Then, I told Anveena, "We are a group of travelers. We originally came out for an adventure to let our angel bask in the sun. We just happened to pass by here …"
"Let our angel … bask in the sun …" Anveena's already muddled mind immediately became a dead knot. She muttered to herself in confusion. "Ah, that's right.
Her name is Alaya. She is an angel that my family raised … "I explained as Shallow Shallow rolled her eyes helplessly and Alaya looked at me in confusion. Then, I pointed at the others and introduced them one by one." This is Sandora. This is Xu Shallow Shallow. They are my lovers. These two little ones are Pandora and … cough cough, Little Bubble. They are my younger sisters. The one behind them is called Passerby A. He is an extra … "
"Bang!"
Lin Xue maintained her punching posture as she introduced herself to Anveena courteously. "Nice to meet you. I am Lin Xue. I am the master of this lowly servant beside me …"
Other than herself and Anveena, everyone, including Little Bubble, began to rub their palms together …
Wahahahaha! Do you see that, you arrogant little brat? I have the absolute advantage in numbers!
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