Elf Archer of Life in Another World

"And that guly face was the most real thing I had ever seen both worlds, real and nonreal. (The girl I saw at that time was the most real thing I had ever seen in both worlds, real and nonreal.)

)"

Nick sat under the tree, raised his head slightly, and looked into Nian Nian's light green eyes. At that time, he saw the most moving and craziest flames in the world in these eyes.

Nian Nian was silent for a moment, sitting opposite Nick.

"When was that? (When was that?)"

"A year before that day you met me. (A year before I met you.)" Nick replied.

"did i... did you talkme? (I, did you talk to me?)"

Nian Nian asked cautiously, unable to tell whether she was expecting or fearing. The time period Nick mentioned was a blur in her memory.

"No. I just kept watching you. (No. After that, I just kept watching you.)" Nick shook his head, seeming a little regretful.

After hearing this, Nian Nian gave Nick a strange look. Nick helplessly spread his hands.

“Okay, i knowmakessound like a disgusting stalker, but i really was just...curious.

)"

"so what did you find out about me, dear mr.stalker. (So, Mr. Stalker, what were your observations?)"

Nian Nian held his chin with his hands and looked at Nick without blinking. It was rare to find that this man could be embarrassed.

“notwere afraidmunications with others first, ter you growenthusias-m for that, along with the enthusias-m for all kindssensations.

All the senses have produced great enthusiasm, even some fanaticism.)”

Nian Nian's smile became more and more playful. Nick avoided her sight, rubbed his forehead and sighed.

"Sensation?" Nian Nian's smile wrinkled. This word seemed to touch a certain fragment in her memory, a fragment that had only been retrieved recently.

"sensetouch, s-mellwere like a sick sensation addict. (Touch, smell and taste, at that time you were like a junkie with special hobbies.)"

"Your time this world was very r, three days a week, and half hour one hour a time. (Your online time was also very regular, three days a week, half an hour each time, and later extended to one hour each time.)"

Nick only talked about the results of his observations. The information behind this result should be found in every year. For example, the online time is so regular, which is enough to show that during that period, every year's freedom is strictly restricted.

"how long had you been watching me? (How long have you been watching me?)"

Nian Nian shook his head, twisted and lay down on Nick's lap again.

If the guess of Sui is correct, that was the time when Miss Mianmian was sent back to the genetic engineering laboratory. This was not her experience, so she has no memory. Her relationship with Mianmian seems to be more

Like inheritance.

Nick hesitated and replied, "a while."

"and one day,i finally got you back, something was...(Then one day, you disappeared. When I saw you again, you...)"

"Changed." Niannian understood clearly and took the initiative to answer the conversation.

"No. hidden. (No. It's something hidden.)" Nick shook his head and said firmly.

"The flameyour eyes was like being coverda thic looked... lost. (The flame in your eyes was like being covered by a thick fog. You looked... lost.)"

...

"where are you going? (Where are you going?)"

The man sitting under the tree suddenly spoke, startling Wu Zizi and Nian Nian. She turned around and saw that the man's robe had been wet by the morning dew in the forest, and a leaf fluttered on his shoulder, and another

It slid down to the soft earth, like a tired bird finally returning to its nest.

“Anywhere.(Anywhere is fine.)”

Although I didn’t know this person every year, I thought about this person’s question seriously and gave an answer that didn’t seem too serious.

"If you are goingbe anywhere, you mightwellbe here with me. (If you are going anywhere, you might as well stay here with me.)"

The man smiled and nodded every year.

The girl came under the tree, pulled up the man who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and finally confirmed the reality of this strange new world.

...

Niannian's thoughts were drawn back to the day they met. She always thought it was a miraculous fate, but turned out to be just a premeditated encounter?

The person he was waiting for at that time, was she? Or was it her?

“that’s why i adopted you.(That’s why I adopted you.)”

Nick's lazy words interrupted Nian Nian's random thoughts.

“adopted??(adopted??)”

Nian Nian twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't hear the word clearly, so he couldn't help but repeat it.

"Yes. , you may wantcalld-(Yes. Adoption. So you can also call me dad)" Nick's face was kind, and his tone was full of eager expectations.

"S! (Nicholas!)" Nian Nian had a black line on his head and warned angrily.

“least it’s not another d-word. (Okay. That’s not too bad, at least it’s not another d-word.)”

Nick patted his chest contentedly, looking like he was ironing happily.

Being reminded by Nick, I thought about the curse words that this person often said in Nian Nian, and I was suddenly shocked that this person didn't say a single curse word for a long time, which was simply another miracle. Could it be that Sister Sara's attitude towards the members of the group

Is quality education finally working?

"Wheresara? and other guys? (Where are Sara and the others?)" Thinking of Sara, Niannian also quickly asked about the whereabouts of other people in the mercenary group.

"They dehumlook after their bodies. (On the way. I asked Dion to stay and look after the bodies they dumped here.)" Nick replied.

He is not worried about the safety of the remaining people at all, nor does he care whether Dion needs to go offline to rest. We are all adults and can be responsible for our own actions, and we do not need others to be responsible for their own actions.

Niannian looked at Nick's expression carefully and finally discovered the fatigue hidden under this man's smile. Niannian couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Nick should have rushed over immediately after receiving her message, and this person has probably never been offline since he left the airship. No matter how powerful or changeable and crazy he is in the game, he will eventually

He is also an ordinary human being, but he has protected her, an inhuman existence, for many years, and even given her a solid place to belong.

"Thank you, Nick. (Thank you, Nick.)" the young man said softly.

The sun set, the moon rose, and the breeze flew through the grass, gently wrapping Nick and the two of them. The rustling of the grass blades was like a hypnotic serenade, dispelling the confusion of years of suspicion.

"For what? (Why are you thanking me?)" Nick closed his eyes slightly and curled his long brown hair with his fingers.

"For... being best mentor. (To... thank you for being the best mentor.)" Nian Nian also narrowed his eyes.

"You learn lotsfancy words from dehum. (You learned a lot of good words from Dion.)" Nick chuckled and nodded Nian Nian's forehead.

"and i learned more from you. (I learned more from you.)" Nian Nian laughed. Nick's hostility towards Dion is still so childish and direct.

"Good things bad things? (good or bad?)" Nick opened his eyes and asked with raised eyebrows.

He pretended to be deep in thought every year, and then he spoke with shame after a minute:

"and half.(Both. Half and half.)"

"That's good enough. (That's not too bad.)" Nick nodded, very satisfied.

"I think so. (I think so too.)" Nian Nian also nodded, expressing deep agreement.

The chirping of insects sounded, making the silence in the forest even more tranquil.

"Where are you going now, dy? (Where do you want to go now?)" Nick closed his eyes again and murmured.

"Home. (Go home.)" Nian Nian's breathing was steady and long, as if he was talking in a dream.

Before activating the deep sleep function built into the game, Nick looked deeply at Nian Nian, who was already sleeping soundly. Annoyance and regret flashed in his eyes over and over again. After an unknown amount of time, with the muffled sound of a fist hitting the ground, Nick

Sighing and giving his response:

“Then let’s home.(Then let’s go home.)”