The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 106: Claire and Kim
It is obviously a ceremony to select an heir...
But the main mission is to "survive"?
Annan raised his eyebrows slightly.
He obviously sensed some deep meaning.
The other side tasks attached to this main task made him think even more——
【Do not fight with anyone】
[Learn everyone’s real names]
【At least four people survive】
Side missions are elaborations of the main mission.
——In other words, if you fight with other people, or if you don’t learn everyone’s true names... you might not be able to survive?
So at the beginning, what Gerald said, don’t trust anyone...
"It's a bit interesting."
Annan murmured, his eyes gradually brightening.
He felt a little excited... and intense pleasure.
Although he doesn't know the soul-stealing spell at all, and this body can't use Annan's own incapacitation spell...but it doesn't matter.
He had a premonition.
This copy... may be his home court.
Annan no longer hesitated and put away the bone and blood trigger of the Bone Master. He picked up his cane and moved forward hard.
But he didn't move forward for too long, his footsteps stopped.
Annan's pupils shrank slightly.
He just sensed an inexplicable danger without any warning. It was as if he would be killed if he took another step forward.
The perception abilities of wizards are very excellent.
So he immediately chose to trust his instincts.
"...Hello?"
At the same time, Annan showed the same gentle smile as Gerald, and asked tentatively: "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"It would be best if you are willing to turn around and go back."
The person who answered with a clear and melodious voice was a girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.
She has short light brown hair and blue pupils. She wears a white wool shawl and a long-sleeved sweater with the cuffs covering half of her palms. She looks very good in figure, but her temperament is a little weak.
But what matches it is the snow under her feet——
She did not wear heavy non-slip boots like Annan, but small red leather boots like an aristocratic lady. The long, slim khaki trousers flared out near the boots.
Strange fluctuations continued to spread from her ankles.
The snow under her feet automatically restrained and formed, condensing into a solid stone road.
Beside her stood a taciturn red-haired boy.
He has beautiful and smooth short red hair, but white bandages are thickly wrapped around his eyes, and there are traces of stitches on both sides of his mouth.
He was wearing a pure white uniform, similar to that of a mental patient, and white bottomless cloth shoes. On his forearms, upper arms, chest, thighs, and between his calves, there were densely packed black belt-like fixed straps. However, the buttons on the uniform were temporarily unbuttoned halfway, so he could at least walk normally.
He followed behind the girl, with heat billowing around him. The snowflakes melted before they got close to him.
Even though Annan had a harmless face and a gentle tone, the girl with short brown hair still looked at Annan warily.
"——But I think you will not be willing to do this. Right... His Excellency David Gerald."
"There's no need to be so nervous, miss."
Annan sighed, his tone was calm and soft: "Even if there is a competitive relationship between us... But now I am just a poor lost dog, everyone shouts to beat me. Now I am just your foil. ...You don’t really think I can succeed in the election, do you?”
As he spoke, Annan smiled mockingly. He showed his embarrassment, with a pitiful look on his face like a stray dog: "Can you let me... get closer? I'm really too cold, and I was teleported here before I was ready... I see Miss, you seem to be quite warm and lively around you..."
Hearing this, the brown-haired girl subconsciously began to look at Annan.
Although his clothes are neat, they are a bit shabby. Naturally, the hair style cannot be called smooth and organized, but can even be called messy and messy. His body was covered with snowflakes and he was shivering from the cold.
...It is indeed very pitiful.
The girl's eyes softened a little.
Annan continued to lower his figure and said with a naive smile: "I, Gerald, am just a useless person now. No matter which of you wins in the end, it is enough if you can take me in and give me a mouth to eat.
"If you don't mind...can we introduce ourselves more formally?"
As he spoke, Annan bowed slightly and saluted the girl: "This is David Gerald... he should be a candidate of the Soul Seizing School.
"Everyone says that I am not a good person...but I am really just an ordinary person with no use or talent."
As he spoke, Annan smiled bitterly.
——To be honest, after Annan’s repeated compliments, if this brown-haired girl still doesn’t give up her vigilance against Annan, then Annan will start to doubt her identity.
This is the most common chat technique.
This is the so-called seesaw principle——
By lowering one's own worth, one raises the other's worth... The person carrying the sedan chair carries the other person. It is especially suitable for situations where the other party has a clear desire to attack and is wary, but does not have a quarrel with each other. It can effectively postpone the conflict.
As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face. That's the case.
Seeing Annan showing such weakness, although she still did not let go of her vigilance against the soul-stealing wizard, she still stared at Annan's pupils and nodded slowly.
"My name is Claire, a candidate of the Shaping School. This is a candidate of the Destruction School. You can call him...Jin."
She introduced Annan to the red-haired boy following her.
Immediately sent a polite invitation to Annan: "If it's too cold, you can come closer. With Jin here, it will be very warm here."
"Ahhh! Thank you so much!"
Annan looked at her gratefully, then ran over quickly, startling Claire.
But just when she became vigilant, she realized that "Gerald" really just rushed to her side - or rushed to Jin's side. Shisha smiled happily and couldn't help but laugh at himself. smiled.
Such a funny wretch... What on earth was I afraid of just now?
That’s good, we have a temporary ally.
Maybe it can be better.
She thought of her friend's instructions before leaving and sighed silently.
Even if you say it’s dangerous here, I can’t just change the itinerary I’ve been preparing for months just because of such a futile prophecy...
Claire and...Kim?
On the other side, Annan secretly wrote down these two names.
Of course Annan can tell that at least one of these two names is a pseudonym. In other words, they are all pseudonyms. ~IndoMTL.com~The purpose is nothing more than to deflect the named spell.
But Annan didn't care much.
After all.
He really doesn't know a soul-stealing spell.
All he can use now is the power of words.
Can communicate normally.
For him, this is no different than knowing the other person's true name.
The power of "words" cannot be deflected.
Just like he uses funny methods to lower the opponent's wariness... After all, human energy is limited, and being vigilant in all directions at the same time means that you can't defend anywhere. Moderate clumsiness can often make the other person ignore you.
And Annan clearly knows that he is really the weakest among this group of people...
The seven most outstanding silver-level wizards from each school - although they have to be labeled as "orphans", they are definitely not comparable to Annan, who cannot even use a soul-stealing spell.
Follow the two of them and walk forward for thirty minutes.
Walking on the floor made by Claire finally felt less tired.
With Annan's unremitting efforts, the three of them finally became somewhat familiar with each other.
Annan also finally learned from Claire that Jin was not taciturn by nature, but because his words, movements and even his eyes had destructive power that he could not control... So he could only rely on Claire's assistance and Under protection, head to the White Tower.
Yes, the two of them knew each other before they came here.
After walking forward for more than ten minutes, the White Tower of Cold Wind appeared in front of them.
The person waiting in front of the tower made Annan's pupils shrink suddenly.
Because that person...
——Looks exactly like Annan.