Chapter 40

[Liebao uses a critical hit! Big sister and big uncle~]

[What evil intentions does the little lion have? She just doesn’t want to get into a fight with her parents (?)! ]

[Even a dragon can't stand being called old, hahahaha]

【Beru: Kindness.jpg】

[Is it okay to eat grilled lion tonight? Hahaha]

Watching the arrogant but kind-hearted Dragon King being persecuted, the bullet screen was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The protagonist of the comic is Xiaoman, so the subsequent dining scenes are naturally portrayed from her perspective. When she walks through the streets outside the arena, there is space left for street scenes that are different from those in the Bronze City. Clusters or bunches of flowers are displayed every few steps, and pedestrians passing by often wear flowers on their hair, collars, or buttons.

When she walked into the restaurant, Bernardus, who had reserved the entire restaurant, was just a corner of the background. The traces of time on the restaurant walls were as delicate as wrinkles, the metal decorative pieces had unique little cracks, and the flower-shaped pottery used to serve the food had wet marks from having just been washed.

The table was quickly filled with dishes that were too rich for the lunch hour. The best cuts of meat were chosen and the surface was slightly shiny with rich fat. The special drink with nectar added was poured into the cup. After sedimentation, most of it was clear pink, while the processed petals fell to the bottom of the cup, like lying in a golden dream.

[It looks delicious... slurp slurp]

【Tan Le (Tan Le)】

[What a late night, I give in and order takeout! ]

[It’s just a lunch, my friend. I mean you seem to be worried that these two kids will starve to death.]

Tao Zheng didn't pay attention to the bullet message at first, and even smiled knowingly when he saw Lielie eating heartily on the next page.

[Liebao: What is this? Eat a bite! What is this? Eat a bite! ]

[You look so delicious when eating, go and do a food show]

[There is someone to take over, my friend]

[A person who eats a lot has a good heart! How can you win a battle if you don’t eat enough?]

"Eat more. I once had a friend who ate very little and always relied on sweet drinks to replenish his energy."

"O'Leu?"

"He's dead."

From the atmosphere to the expressions, this scene seems like a casual conversation during a meal. However, unlike the two children who don't understand the deeper meaning of this scene, Tao Zheng outside the screen is stunned when he sees this.

She gasped, looking at the handsome and cold face of the blond Dragon King on the screen, as if he was speaking casually, and recalled some points that the author had deliberately emphasized and were therefore easy to associate with.

——Friends who like to drink sweet drinks, this must be referring to Lazarus! People who use their brains often consume sugar, and he even made sweet tea for Xiaoman!

Just like the sweet tea that the lich brewed for his disciples, Bernaludus has mentioned friends in a vague way more than once, so as long as one person associates this with it and brings it up, there will be many readers in the barrage who, like her, will realize the connection belatedly.

[My friend... It's so pitiful, my friend...]

[The past is still vivid in my mind, but the person is gone. Take it easy, my friend. This is not cool at all (sad)]

[I have a friend who really exists this time, but he is dead]

[One, two, three, rise! Who cares that the west wind is so cool? ]

[As long as he still remembers my wife, she is not completely dead. Thank you, my friend.]

Perhaps due to the deceased's situation, Lazarus still maintained a young appearance, but he did have a heavy air of old age, which was consistent with his experience of having lived for hundreds of years.

But his friend was different. Even though he had essentially lived longer than the lich, Bernaludus still looked proud and assertive, as new as the sun that rose every morning, and as young as the rest of his life which still had no end in sight.

Different styles mean that when they express pain, the audience feels very different.

When learning that the lich was on the verge of reaching its limit due to the wear and tear of its soul, because Lazarus was calm and had anticipated this, the readers who witnessed that felt more unwilling and reluctant because of their fondness for the character.

When Bernardus was left alone and clearly remembered and showed that he had not let go of those memories and his friend himself, it was manifested as a complex sighing emotion that was difficult to summarize.

The pain, like that of a blunt knife cutting flesh, became more and more intense the more he felt it. Tao Zheng rolled back and forth on the bed wrapped in the quilt for several times. Then he stuck his head out of the quilt, gasped for a few breaths, and rolled himself back into the quilt. He and his roommate exclaimed "ahhhh" several times in the dialogue box before he stopped.

"He just said it lightly, but now I'm the one who can't let it go, it's me!" The roommate who calmed down first started typing in the dialogue box at high speed.

"The good old friends are more and more tasting. The comparison group can revive the strong vitality of the environment and bring the exhausted undead. It has been remembered and worn out but forgotten..."

"So many comparisons show that they are not the same kind of people from the beginning to the end! Even their life spans are so different!"

"It's Belu! He was the one who insisted! He was the one who refused to let go!" Followed by a bunch of crying expressions, which filled Tao Zheng's mobile phone screen with loud noises.

Tao Zheng: "Please, please post on the forum. I can't be the only one to die."

"Wait until I've sorted it out before posting." My roommate said sullenly, "I've finished reading it. After I finish reading it, I'll go back and read it carefully... I always feel like there's another group of friends behind me who want to stab me (tea)."

“……” Tao Zheng felt that the author could do it so she fell silent.

Both quilts suddenly stopped moving, as if they were afraid of stepping into a trap and falling into a sea of ​​fire and swords. From the dead silence, one could imagine that underneath there was a trembling hand that was carefully sliding its fingertips across the screen, and the owner of the hand didn't dare to breathe and was ready to close his eyes at any time.

Even after seeing the cute scene where Xiaoman was given special care by the waitress after finishing her meal, Tao Zheng did not let his guard down.

The barrage has already been filled by some readers who are strong-willed and others who are indifferent to the previous generation of friends.

[Beautiful sister and little wolf cub love to watch]

【I am here to join you! (Loudly)】

[Cub: Stunned, didn’t understand, but didn’t resist when being sucked]

[Xiaoman, you will be easily deceived and eaten by a beautiful sister if you are like this!!!]

[I understand. My xp is the older, gentle and beautiful sister (? ]

[…Is it possible that it’s because of Mommy?]

Then, after introducing himself, someone left without waiting for Lielie to finish eating, claiming that he was busy.

Perhaps sensing something, Xiaoman picked up the wine glass left on the table, sniffed it, and said, "Sweet."

Another round of blades came, Tao Zheng had anticipated it, and pressed the dodge skill! Tao Zheng... failed to dodge.

I saw a huge quilt monster stand up, twisting its body and climbing down the escalator in a hurry, then climbing onto the roommate's bed and stacking up with another quilt monster, making muffled sounds like "Ooooooh, old man, oooooh, it hurts!"

A corner of the quilt was lifted, revealing the poor reader with his head resting on his roommate's pillow, his hands holding the cell phone in front of him, motionless as if dead, but it was obvious that he had passed away in a very uneasy manner.

The roommate thought he could still bear it, so he clapped his hands twice to comfort him and continued watching.

After eating, Lielie took Xiaoman to find a place to live and went to bed carefree. Xiaoman did not go out for a stroll again, but lay down peacefully on the bed next to them.

The next moment was a transition of light. The clear sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the clouds gathered and began to turn gray.

And there were whispers from an unknown source in the form of light-colored handwriting hanging above the sleeping Xiaoman, separated by grids, like water stains on the window.

[Good evening]

…

[Under the denial of the world]

…

[Will you look at me?]

The next frame is Xiaoman's blue eyes, which are not fully focused because he suddenly woke up. They are dim and unclear. With the clever processing, it makes people feel that they are somewhat like a cyclonic abyss photographed by a satellite.

[Is this a foreshadowing? I'll write it down quickly.]

[Oh, right, there was this at the beginning of the previous episode as well]

[I can't see anything, I just care about the two words 'breaking the cocoon']

[I think she's a bit like someone who's dark and lacks a lover... a yandere type]

[Yes, he hopes that the little wolf cub will look forward to him and watch him! ]

[It seems that the tone is that the normal protagonist travels his own journey among the obsessive, dark and morbid supporting characters]

[No, it looks like a tour, but the main plot is that if you kill the immortal star god, you will be recycled (recycled)...]

Just like the information about Winchester, the discussion about the so-called foreshadowing that the adjutant created with the props has come to a temporary halt due to insufficient clues.

In response to this, Yuan Qian said that he didn't know what kind of settings he was going to make, so don't ask him.

Of course, the comic book hasn't ended yet. After taking a look at Lielie who was still asleep, Xiaoman walked out of the room.

Rain and a death message came one after another.

Fallen into the night, Xiaoman's figure sitting there never moved.

The comics leisurely depict the gradually darkening city outside the window, clusters of flowers huddled together and sleeping, earthworms or ants crawling out of the soil pores beneath the flowers after being flooded, their tiny bodies in contrast to the road surface, and the wet and muddy moon revealed after the clouds dispersed after a night of rain.

The flame flickering faintly in Xiaoman's palm was dim and could not bring any warmth.

【Ahhh, the time-delayed knife...】

[Because we knew it earlier, even we can't fully empathize with her feelings at this moment, uh huh]

[So why does Lasi have to hide it, but can't hide it? 】

[I guess maybe, he is afraid that Xiaoman will rush for revenge before he has mastered his power.]

At this point, the barrage of comments began to hint at controversy, but the motives were probably good, and the hostility was not too strong.

When Xiaoman returned to his room and pondered the message, his mental activities were drawn in the comic. The debate died down or moved to the forum with a sentence like "How else can we push the main plot forward? He's not an impulsive protagonist." What was left was watching the lively and casual chat of the crowd.

Bernardus appeared again, just in time to help Xiaoman change his mood.

"You're even more messy than yesterday." He said to Xiaoman as she walked along the roof. Her golden hair had a clear texture against the morning light and the blue sky.

[Really, just looking at this picture makes all my depression disappear. My friend’s face is there, and the country is there.]

[Messy, what a cute word! ]

[It feels like a big golden fur ball licking the fur of a small fur ball prpr]

“I lost my friend. But I don’t know what to do. I’m still thinking about it,” Xiaoman said.

"You were abandoned?"

【…Discard. Such a serious accusation.】

[The little fox heard this and watched the commercial overnight and came back to life, saying, "I am not me, I don't have anything."]

[Hey, you're talking about yourself! (pointing)]

[Some people are always resentful of their husbands...]

[Ring marks ah ah ah the little wolf cub is better at it than me]

[Big fur ball: (licks fur very hard) (licks fur even more messily)]

[The little fox and Lasi outside the screen must be very anxious. Putting these two together will be a mess.]

Tao Zheng, who reopened the comic book page, drew some healing from the netizens' assumptions about the plot. Tragedy is of course long-lasting, but it is human nature that we cannot get rid of tragedy. If we lose too much blood, we will eat something warm and cute to replenish our teeth!!!

As a miserable student, she certainly didn't go to any comic conventions outside her hometown during this period. She opened the logistics information to see that the character fan-made pendants she had just purchased had not been shipped yet. Tao Zheng shed a non-existent tear for herself.

The episode ends with Xiaoman asking the Dragon King for advice on how to kill people and asking him to help him win a place - Yuan Qian thought that was the case.

However, it was Eliretna Flora who ended the story.

The pink-haired female city lord counted the prepared competition prizes one by one, placed them on the shelf with her own hands, turned around and walked a few steps towards the terrace. Through the railings and the height difference, she looked at the lush and beautiful garden behind the city lord's mansion that she owned, or rather, the people who were busy walking around in the garden to complete their own work, that is, her subjects.

Different from the simple cloth skirt she wore when she was disguised as a commoner named "Effie", and the elegant evening gown with a shawl she wore when she was receiving distinguished guests when she was stabbed by Sumei, her outfit in the picture now is more in line with her identity as the lord of Flora. She is still beautiful, and her posture is still soft and graceful, as if she can change her expression at any time and become that fragile beauty again. At this moment, the impression she gives people is that of a skilled and capable person who has everything under control.

She looked up at the blue sky after the rain with a faint and peaceful smile, while in the next frame, Xiaoman was looking at the pink bouquets displayed in the hotel.

[…I look like the one who painted the chainsaw pink]

[It’s terrible. Although the little fox didn’t kill her, she suddenly became very angry.]

[This composition is a bit... the color of the other person's eyes]

[Now that it's all drawn, just nibble on it (quietly)]

Readers are of course free, but as someone who actually died once at her place, and as someone who witnessed firsthand how she looked gentle but actually ruthlessly sold out her own brother, Yuan Qian only felt terrified when looking at Elliotta, and could not imagine her and Xiao Manzhen being together.

[Don't worry.] The adjutant said lazily, [I think your child is unlucky with women and will definitely not suffer any loss.]

"...What type is she?" Yuan Qian was puzzled and suspected that he had not read enough comics in the past.

[Of course, she has a firm goal and clear ideas. No matter how many sweet words you use, it will be useless. Changing the concept has no effect on her at all. She is very strong. Besides, it doesn't matter if she suffers a little. It is never shameful for the protagonist to be harmed by such a beautiful bad woman!] The adjutant said confidently.

Yuan Qian was actually convinced a little by him. He thought that at least Eleritna was not such an unscrupulous person. So he let Xiaoman deal with her and take the opportunity to get to know this smart person. Even if he suffered a small loss as the adjutant said, as long as he could learn to be on guard against a beautiful sister, it would be fine.

——Oh, it turns out that I am the one with an uncertain goal and unclear thinking. Yuan Qian looked at Lielie who ran back to make the bed and catch up on sleep without distraction, and told himself that a variety of characters can make up a story, so he decided to reconcile with himself who has lived like this for half his life.