Elf Archer of Life in Another World

If he hadn't really met the familiar little girl Nian Nian and been dragged here by her, Jiang Jinse would have thought that he had mistakenly entered an ancient haunted house in Gothic literature.

The dilapidated and old wooden sheds are as jagged as overgrown weeds. A tall black pointed building stands abruptly among them. Yellow-green measles-like mold spots climb up from the corners of the walls to the window seals. Ferocious and twisted parasitic plants grow from the dark

He got out of the cracks in the door and window, and when a slight breeze blew by, he let out bursts of horrifying laughter.

Entering this mansion, under the swaying candlelight, the exquisite or scrawled pictures on the walls on both sides of the corridor were difficult to distinguish. After entering the unusually wide hall, Jiang Jinse also saw suspicious dark red drawings on the floor and walls.

Blocky stains.

"Master, I firmly object to being neighbors with these people." Tang Qingli whispered in her ear.

"Ajin, I think the garden villa that the Duke provided for us at the auction is actually quite good."

Mu Benzun carefully avoided the red mass on the floor, always feeling that the fragments were actually human bones.

"Don't get me wrong, we were here for emergency training last night, that's why we were in such a mess." Nian Nian squatted down, picked up a bone fragment, and gestured, "This seems to be mine?"

Nian Nian smiled friendly at Mu Benzun, and Mu Benzun politely and without leaving a trace avoided behind Jiang Jinse.

In a gloomy old house, a beautiful girl with half her face mangled with blood and flesh squatted in the middle of a pool of fresh blood, pinched her own bone fragments and gave you a gentle smile, and told you not to be afraid...

Jiang Jinse pulled Nian Nian up, feeling helpless and pity: "You'd better let your two companions remove the scar for you as soon as possible."

Nian Nian gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and snorted: "These two bastards! If you have the ability, they will never come back!"

After leaving the arena of the "War Gods", he went to see the twins as soon as possible every year, and with Jekyll's repeated assurances, he gave his face to him for treatment.

The bleeding stopped, the vision in his left eye recovered, the slightly loose teeth were re-fixed, and the pain in his forehead stopped. Under the surprised look of Qi Youfeng when he came to find him, he swallowed the remaining blood foam in his mouth every year and cherished the thought.

Full of foreboding, I dug out a brand new small mirror.

A few seconds later, Nian Nian put the fragments of the mirror on the bowstring and fired angrily at the fleeing backs of the twins.

Can't you sew up the two sides of my face that were cut open? The gap on the chin bone is still exposed!! Why does this look even scarier than before?!

Nian Nian raised her hands and covered half of her face tightly. Just as she was about to turn around, Qi Youfeng held her shoulders and pulled her hands down. After looking at her carefully for a while, she gave two solutions.

He can make a good-looking mask for Nian Nian to hide the scar, or she can simply wear this scar and participate in the gladiatorial arena in the future.

——But no matter which solution it is, the twins deserve a beating.

Hearing the last words, Niannian was very satisfied, but immediately became anxious again, hunched his neck and lowered his head: "Just, I won't bother you, I'll buy a mask to cover it up, this is too scary."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qi Youfeng raised Nian Nian's chin and pinched the other half of her intact face. "It doesn't scare me anyway. After last night's baptism, my nerve strength has improved by leaps and bounds."

Moreover, when he just left the auditorium, he heard many people lamenting her face for Nian Nian, jokingly calling her a veritable killer from behind. She looks like a devil from the back, and she is also a devil from the front.

Due to a strange selfish mentality, Qi Youfeng secretly felt that this scar was just right.

"You really don't find it scary?"

Still covering his face every year, Qi Youfeng did not continue to stop her. He just took her hand as before and laughed in a low voice:

"I can personally prove to you that I really don't mind. If you mind, I can prove it a few more times."

"……roll!"

After a pause, he covered his eyes with his hands covering his face, and Nian Nian's eyes wandered between his fingers.

"But, after all, it's just empty talk...?"

...

Looking at Nian Nian who was blushing for no apparent reason, Jiang Jinse shook his head in amusement, while Tang Qingli quietly gave a thumbs up to Qi Youfeng beside him, with a look of admiration on his face.

Not only did he have a pair of eyes that could recognize Ganoderma lucidum from bean sprouts, but he could also quickly achieve enlightenment in a vigorous and vigorous way. He wanted to find Qi Youfeng to learn from him and talk about some little secrets between male compatriots.

That guy Mu Benzun is becoming more and more an eyesore.

Since landing, the Grand Master has only followed his master around, turning a blind eye to the invitations from the Holy Church and various kings and nobles, and not caring at all about the development prospects of his Tiangongfang in the continent of Gaia.

Suddenly, the hall was brightly lit, and everyone squinted their eyes at the same time. After a moment, they could clearly see a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling and the huge oil mural surrounding the chandelier.

The sharp contrasting colors, overlapping geometric color blocks, and violently deformed and twisted figures not only present a layered three-dimensional sense, but also a strange balance between strong realism and absurd abstraction.

The intensely realistic one is a black hell, the absurd and abstract one is a golden heaven.

Regardless of whether this painting was generated by the system or not, Jiang Jinse was amazed by this magnificent mural.

"This crap thing turns out to be functional?" Nian Nian looked shocked, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling, looking even more shocked than Jiang Jinse and the others.

"Of course it works. Except for Nick, the caveman, the rest of us are very normal." York climbed down from Mrs. Morgan's back - he had just turned on the light, and the height of the switch was very unfriendly to him.

.

"Really?" Nian Nian asked suspiciously, looking at a large armchair by the fireplace.

Jiang Jinse followed Nian Nian's gaze and judged from the raised lines under the blanket that there should be a person nestled there.

"That is Nicholas, the leader of our mercenary group. He is a wind holy mage." Dion took a few steps closer and introduced.

Jiang Jinse nodded.

"I have admired you for a long time, and now I see you..."

Tang Qingli opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words of courtesy, but Dion had already turned around and walked away, so he had to touch his nose awkwardly and mutter the remaining half of the sentence to himself.

Jiang Jinse was asking about the origin of the mural on the ceiling every year. When she saw this, she pursed her lips and smiled. The sword at her waist suddenly buzzed. She put her hand on it, stopped talking, and looked around.

A bald woman in a blue robe was walking in the hall. Water mist rose and all the stains on the floor and walls were cleaned away.

The handsome elf stood in the center of the hall, with falling water drops falling on his hair, making his white skin even more dazzling.

As his fingers danced, the tall Christmas tree in the corner sprouted new green hair, and ribbon-like flowering vines poked out from the top of the tree. In an instant, they covered the four walls of the hall, and a few spiral-like strands hung down above the fireplace.

The long young leaves are of different lengths and the colors are cascading and gradually outline a picture of the summer forest.

Kraft took out a large roll of blankets, more than a dozen plush cushions, a box of glasses, a stack of white porcelain plates, several rocking chairs, and a dozen short people from his large storage crystals.

A few and a lot of bottles and cans.

After John laid out all these miscellaneous things, Jiang Jinse probably had a plan in mind and asked Tang Qingli to come with him to help.

York led Mrs. Morgan into the door - I don't know when he went out. Behind him were the twins and Alexander, who were packed with bags. Nian Nian greeted her enthusiastically, and the twins immediately smiled and stuffed her with a mask.

"What on earth are you doing??" Nian Nian checked the mask over and over again.

An ordinary metal mask, like a black iron mask, can only cover the lower half of the face.

"Wear it, I'll give you a new image, The Phantom of the ~" Hyde sang, shaking his head.

"No, it's too ugly."

Nian Nian threw the mask back to the twins, grabbed a large brown paper bag from their hands, looked down, immediately smiled, and went to find Qi Youfeng with the bag of delicious fruits.

"Look, I knew she'd better be coaxed." Hyde said proudly to Alexander.

"Then you pay me back the money you owe me first. I paid for those fruits." Alexander pushed up his glasses and spoke righteously.

Jekyll nodded: "Okay, I will notify Hyde and ask him to come out and pay back the money."

"..."

Alexander pursed his lips, took out a small notebook, and added a series of numbers after Hyde's name.

Well, Hyde and Jekyll are not the same person, not the same person.

...

After a while, the party venue was set up.

Except for the lack of music, it seemed to be quite enjoyable.

No one said when it started or why it was held. Those who could chat with each other sat together, and those who couldn't chat with each other found a place to stay by themselves. It was up to you to eat, sleep or read a book if you wanted.

Alexander looked at Mubenzun and the other three, and then brought out a large stack of Chinese books, and also took out a handwritten note from a master dwarf weapon maker.

Mu Benzun's eyes were immediately attracted by this notebook full of various mechanical ideas. He learned from Tang Qingli's experience and lessons, and did not show politeness to Alexander. He carried a wooden barrel filled with ale in one hand, held the notebook in the other hand, and held a wine glass in his mouth.

I went to find a corner to study.

Kraft played with the Mohist machine birds that Mu Benzun took out, and dismantled them into parts with great interest.

The twins were sleeping by the fireplace, and John sat back in his usual place under the Christmas tree, opened the Bible in his hand, and chanted quietly.

"It sounds like the situation on your sea route is also very dangerous."

Three normal people who knew a little bit about hospitality accompanied Nian Nian, helping her greet Jiang Jinse and Tang Qingli, and occasionally interjected to chat about what they had seen along the way from east to west.

Next to him every year, Qi Youfeng lowered his head and wrote and drew. From time to time, he consulted Sarah or Alexander for advice, and drew up a pattern of an exquisite blue half-moon mask.

Nian Nian didn't ask more, and he didn't ask too much either, even though they all guessed that the twins might have other intentions for this prank.

A purpose that may require a new identity every year.

This also made Qi Youfeng become more attentive. He accidentally made a set of matching jewelry patterns for her, and he was itching to draw a revised draft of the clothes he wore every year. Sara was deeply pleased to see this.

The power of love is great. At least you don't have to worry about your aesthetics being led astray by Nick.

"Only the group of sea monsters we encountered at the end were a bit troublesome. Other small things, such as pirates blocking the road and the island's natives, were a bit trivial."

Tang Qingli picked up the wine glass, moistened his chapped lips from talking, then grabbed a fragrant roasted animal leg and took a bite:

"We originally thought it would take a lot of lives to get through that sea area, but we didn't expect that a strange noise suddenly came from the depths of the sea, and all the sea monsters ran away."

"That's it... I always feel..." Nian Nian considered the words.

"I always feel that a lot of people should have been sacrificed for the sea monster level, right?" Jiang Jinse said with a smile.

"Well," Nian Nian nodded and turned to look at Alexander, "Alex, can you help me make a brief timeline? It's a two-world mission itinerary on land and sea."

"I finished it yesterday. This is the timeline of your overland route."

Alexander put away his pen, raised his head, and handed an unbound itinerary to Nian Nian: "According to this Tang Qingli's story, I have just roughly marked a few key time points."

"Thank you, thank you~" He opened one of the pages every year, "Sure enough, there is a correspondence here."

"Um?"

Tang Qingli was puzzled. Jiang Jinse took the timeline page from Nian Nian. He was first shocked by the meticulousness and rigor of the person who made the book. He felt that Alexander was a talented researcher and suppressed the urge in his heart to ask him for realistic information.

Then I calmed down and took a closer look at the time marked red.

"Huh?" Tang Qingli looked over and said in surprise, "The time when the sound appeared deep in the seabed seemed to be the time when the black dragon in the Four Seasons Valley in Beitai City disappeared?"

"I can only say that there is a high probability that it will happen at the same time period. I can't be precise to a specific minute or second." Alexander corrected him seriously.

"Ah? Ah, yes, yes, you have to speak rigorously." Tang Qingli shrank his neck, always feeling that Alexander's expression was a bit like his university professor.

"What do you think?" Jiang Jinse looked at Nian Nian.

"I don't have any ideas," Nian Nian lazily leaned back, and Qi Youfeng reached out to catch her, pulling her into his arms. "It's just a matter of the camp, and it has nothing to do with me."

"For the time being, it really doesn't have much to do with you." Jiang Jinse only felt that Nian Nian was too optimistic.

"Don't worry about it until it matters. I'm too lazy to think about what that guy Simil is planning."

Nian Nian waved his hands and stared at the ceiling: "Now I just want to quickly complete this annoying advanced task, and then go find Engus to fight."

"There is a saying, it is really rare to see an NPC that encourages players to grow and upgrade like this." Tang Qingli said quietly.

If you complete this task every year, will you be able to rush directly to level 70?

He has followed Jiang Jinse half way around the world (in the game), and now he is only level 65. He is about to crush him every year.

However, the good news is——

"Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated Sister Jinse for successfully completing the advanced mission. She is now a level 70 Super Sword Immortal."

After saying that, Nian Nianteng sat up straight, his eyes shining.

"Sister Jinse, I also have a level 70 guy here, do you want to try beating him up?"

"..."

Hearing this, everyone twisted their necks half a circle and looked at the rocking chair by the fireplace. Even the twins raised their heads and crawled away from the warm fireplace.

Nian Nian's neck seemed to have suddenly become rusty. He turned around and saw a sleepy Nick.

"Who are you beating?" Nick yawned, "Here you go."