Although Lin Xue's pranks would sometimes make people gnash their teeth in hatred, it was undeniable that her playful pranks had succeeded in easing the atmosphere.
At least in Anveena's eyes, we didn't seem to be that dangerous anymore.
However, she became even more curious about our identity. This was a very normal suspicion. Just think about it, which normal person would travel to the Eastern Plaguelands where the undead were wreaking havoc, and even bring a house angel out to bask in the sun? Heavens, this was the main point. How powerful would a mortal have to be to be able to bring an angel out?
Unless these strange people in front of us weren't mortals at all!
Her mind, which had been muddled from being alone and lost for a long time, was gradually regaining its order. Anveena gradually began to connect our true identities and came up with no less than twenty different conclusions — none of them were related to each other.
"In short, we want to help you right now." I pushed Little Bubble back for the second time. "If it's possible, it's best for you to stabilize the light on your body. This sister of mine has a fanatical interest in all kinds of shiny things. If you don't want to become one of her toys, it's best for you to appear a little dimmer."
Hearing my words, Anveena's body immediately dimmed as if she had run out of electricity. Her entire body also became even more ethereal — to be honest, I was starting to become curious about this mysterious life form.
"You are from the dragon race?!" Anveena finally came up with an answer that she thought was reasonable.
Dragon race! Only this legendary and incomparably powerful race would have a fanatical desire to collect shiny things. Unlike their interest in gems and gold coins, the Dragon race only liked "shiny" things. In their eyes, glass beads and diamonds were equivalent in value. Err, right now, he was equivalent in value to glass beads ….
However, if it was the dragon race, it wasn't quite possible. Angels were legendary existences that served by the side of God. Even a race like the dragon race wouldn't have an angel as a maid!
"Dragon race?" I rubbed Little Bubble's head with a slight headache. "I'm also having a headache over why this lass has the same hobbies as those flying lizards. However, we aren't of the dragon race. We are a race even stronger than the dragon race — we are the Shiring Apostles."
This wasn't accurate, because Lin Xue currently wasn't a member of the Xiling Empire. Even though the Shiring Apostles' authority verification system gave her the temporary status of Matriarch Schilling of the Empire, that was only the equivalent of a temporary residence permit. She was different from Shallow Shallow and my older sister, who were fully recognized by the authority verification system as high-level members of the Empire. It was just that I didn't want to cause too much trouble, so I also categorized Lin Xue as a member of the Shiring Apostles.
Anveena's gaze became perplexed once again. The words spoken by the people in front of her were like a different language to her. Words that she couldn't understand kept appearing. Regardless of whether it was their strange names or a race that she had never heard of, she couldn't understand them at all.
"It's like this. You might not believe it, but in reality, you are no longer in Darrowshire. Due to some kind of spatial instability, you and the house you are in have been captured by a spatial anomaly. You are now in a place called Earth. We are here to investigate the situation here …"
Such a fact was shocking. As long as one was an earthling, their first reaction upon hearing such a thing would be disbelief. However, coming from the World of Azeroth, which was filled with inconceivable events, Anveena's ability to accept such things was much stronger than earthlings. She didn't doubt the spatial anomaly too much. Even though she couldn't understand what they were talking about, those noble mages often talked about such mysterious topics. Furthermore, these people in front of her, who were at least on the same level as angels, had no reason to lie to a small specter like her. What she was suspicious of was another matter.
"You said that this place and my original world are two different worlds? Then, how do you know about Darrowshire? "
It was a very suspicious place. If one day, an uncle who came from an unknown time and space suddenly appeared in front of me and asked me about the World Cup, I would also be suspicious.
In response to Anveena's question, I immediately put on a mysterious expression. After making up a folding fan and a long robe for myself in my mind, I smiled and replied, "In reality, we know everything that happens in the World of Azeroth like the back of our hands. It's not just Azeroth. Our network of influence covers countless worlds in the endless void …"
"You are Titans!" Anveena immediately pretended to be shocked.
… Why is this specter's imagination so strong?
I once again reiterated our identity as the Shiring Apostles and then explained the current situation to her.
Speaking of which, although we sympathized with this ghost maid, we had no idea how to help her at all. Our idea was to help her leave this lonely and cold haunted house. Anveena also hoped that this would happen. However, due to various restrictions, she was unable to leave this place. Not only was it because of her corpse and resentment that bound her to this room, but it was also because this was a spatial anomaly. As an individual that was projected here along with the entire space, she was practically one with this big house. Unless she could become stronger, the energy wave from the projected space to the real world would definitely tear her apart.
"I hope that you can bring me to see my younger brother … Even if he is no longer here, I still hope to see the room that he used to live in. There are memories that I can't let go of …" In the end, Anveena made such a compromise request.
As expected, the most important thing to a ghost was their last resentment when they were alive. Her younger brother, who had died to save her, was probably the biggest resentment that Anveena had.
However, I didn't know if her younger brother's corpse could still be found — the hope was very slim. A living person that was captured by a ghoul would basically end up the same as a cake that Sandora had bitten off. It was impossible for his corpse to be left intact.
"Why do I feel like you are speaking ill of me?" Sandora suddenly tilted her head and asked me suspiciously.
Astonishingly sensitive! Is this a woman's sixth sense? Or is it that telepathy that I love and hate?
Facing Sandora's puzzled gaze, I immediately changed the topic, "… Ahem, who has a way to let her leave this room?"
Anveena was a typical earthbound spirit. Due to the location of her remains, the fear she felt before her death, and the lingering thoughts that she was unwilling to leave the room before her death, her soul was imprisoned in this room for various reasons. The first problem was easy to solve. We found Anveena's remains under the bed. Due to the passage of time, it had already turned into a pile of white bones. I really didn't know how this girl could watch her own corpse turn into such a state over the years …
The visual impact of the skeleton was huge, but Shallow shallow suppressed the repulsion in her heart out of sympathy for Anveena. She used time acceleration to turn the skeleton into ashes — only this kind of weathering caused by the passage of time could release a fragile spirit like Anveena. If an external force was used to forcefully destroy the skeleton, it would definitely cause damage to Anveena — this was what our super intelligent star Sandora had told me.
What gave us a headache was the latter condition. Although Anveena no longer wished to stay in this room, her lingering thoughts before her death had caused her soul to be firmly bound here. More importantly, a temporary lingering thought was the core that a spirit could gather together. If we forcefully removed it … I was afraid that Anveena would immediately lose her mind and begin to collapse.
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