Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Now that I have met the elf leader, I am embarrassed to enjoy Miss Luna's "service" every year.

The patriarch also understood Nian Nian's restraint and embarrassment. Except for applying some unknown ointment to Nian Nian's wounds at the beginning, he stood aside for the rest of the time and softly directed the other three maids to do their work.

Help me pass something.

Nian Nian did not continue to ask the patriarch about his current status in the Papal Hall. As long as she knew that the patriarch was still voluntary and free, she had successfully completed the mission entrusted to her by Engus.

She originally thought that the preparations were just to take a bath with incense and give her some etiquette and precautions, but she didn't expect that these four young ladies seemed to really want to accompany her until tomorrow morning.

After the ointment Luna applied on her dried and formed a thin film of oil on the wound, the other three ladies also finished measuring the dimensions of her body and helped the bored Nian Nian into the bath.

inside.

At first, Nian Nian was actually a little shy about being honest with each other - after all, she was the only one who was so "honest", but when she was picked up from the water for the third time by the young ladies, Nian Nian was

Nian only felt that his flesh and skin had become ingredients that were being pickled and steamed. He was looking forward to waiting until the sun rose tomorrow so that he could serve it fresh on the table, no, as an offering.

Take a bubble in the steaming bath, be asked to come out and lie down, first apply cool and slightly pungent vegetable oil, slowly massage/massage until the vegetable oil is absorbed, then apply dark gray lotion to the red skin, and continue

Massage/massage, and then put into the bathtub with the soup base changed. This cycle repeats. After three times, the clock by the window has just struck twelve.

Nian Nian, who conscientiously played the role of a disabled person, looked at Luna who was smiling with resentful eyes, wanting a reasonable explanation.

If it hadn't been confirmed by different people that tomorrow was a purification ceremony, every year I would have thought that tomorrow's birthday banquet would actually be her as the main course.

"We didn't bother you on purpose," Luna arranged the bottles and jars on the table with a naughty expression, "But this is a rare aristocratic level enjoyment. We, four beautiful and gentle girls, stayed with you all night.

~"

The other three maids also covered their mouths and chuckled, looking at Nian Nian jokingly.

After being tortured for so long, I am not mute every year, and the initial restraint has long been worn away. I am either inquiring about some gossip about the Holy See, or telling stories to the young ladies with great interest. Earlier, before the sun went down, I would

The family backgrounds, hobbies and relationship history of the three young ladies were told in detail.

As for Luna's love history, she didn't ask much because she really didn't dare.

"Why do I feel that it's actually me who has sacrificed my body and exhausted my words to entertain you for so long?" Every year, I feel hopeless.

"Don't worry, I will be responsible for you." Luna suddenly said seriously and nodded Nian Nian's forehead.

Nian Nian rolled his eyes, giggled, and pretended to be successful in teasing.

"This so-called purification ritual was originally just a theory. An archbishop has done it in practice and found that the process of extracting the dark power is very painful. In addition, the bodies of pagans cannot withstand the infusion of light power, and their pores will ooze blood, turning into...

Bloody man."

Luna continued, while the other three maids stood quietly beside them, like three exquisite statues.

Since the members of the Holy Temple Church have long occupied the "light" category, the True God Temple opposite them has naturally become the evil dark type.

Every year I looked at the empty bottles and cans.

"Tomorrow, in full view of the public, the Pope hopes that the guests will see a scene of kindness and saving the poor people who have gone astray, rather than torture, so I want to keep you as safe as possible."

"Can I bleach my hair safely and painlessly by just taking a bath and marinating it?" I can't help but wonder every year.

Luna shook her head, with a gentle tone, took Nian Nian's right hand, and said with a smile:

"To ensure nothing goes wrong, the Pope decided to change the method. He will project his power onto you, compress and confine the dark power in one place, and then slowly remove it later."

What kind of principle is this? Nian Nian definitely doesn’t know. What she cares about is not this, but——

"Are there any drawbacks?"

Luna looked satisfied and nodded:

"First of all, the Pope is much more powerful than you. Even if it is just a projection, you will lose control of your body and power by then, but you will not lose consciousness."

"Secondly, when the compressed dark power is extracted, the pain will increase nearly a hundred times, but the duration will be very short, only a few seconds."

"Furthermore, you are an elf, and you have affinity with various magic elements. Other powers are attached external objects. As you advance and retreat, the magic power in your body may get out of control."

After listening to it every year, I didn't remember to ask questions, and I carefully considered this shortcoming.

The first point certainly makes her uncomfortable, but she also understands that this is a prohibition that she has to obey. Even if she is really good at pretending and has evil intentions, she will be held in the hands of the Pope like a puppet, and she will not be able to let the Vatican do it in public.

It's a shameful incident. If she shows strong opposition, then she will really be a dish to be slaughtered tomorrow.

The second point is nothing. Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain, which is not bad.

The third point... Naturally, Nian Nian had heard about the rampage of magical elements among the elves. When she established the tribe Sbell and took over the rescued elf slaves, she also saw the human race using it to suppress the elves.

Constitutional medicine.

drug?

Looking at the neatly stacked bottles and cans again every year: "Is there going to be a period of weakness in the future?"

"Of course not. Once the dark power in your body is compressed and imprisoned," Luna pressed a little harder on Nian Nian's right wrist, and the mark of the Moon Spirit Bow suddenly burned, "the power of the elves will dominate your body again.

, to keep those two opposing forces in balance."

Nian Nian looked at his right hand, then at the three statue-like maids, and grabbed Luna's retracted fingers with his backhand. In her calm eyes, she said sincerely and meaningfully:

"Miss Luna, you must be responsible for me."

...

Nian Nian is not a fool, and the Elf leader who has lived for who knows how long is even less innocent. The two of them remained silent tacitly, letting time pass by bit by bit.

Nian Nian is not very worried about his life. Although the head of his family clearly knew a lot of inside information, he delayed telling him until the last moment of no return and did not tell the whole story.

The three times of physical conditioning must have had a weakening effect, but whether it was to protect myself during the purification ceremony, or to make it easier for others to control me, there was a big question mark in my mind every year.

Because she thought about it, if something really happened tomorrow, it could only be that during the purification ceremony, the target would most likely be the Pope himself.

Every year, I always feel that the head of my family takes too much care in this purification ceremony. Even if she is a disciple of Engus, it seems that she is not worthy of the head of the family putting so much effort into preserving her.

And seeing that the patriarch can come and go freely in the Pope's Hall, and can get information at the archbishop level, it doesn't seem difficult to directly plot against the Pope?

However, no matter how much she calculated, she could only admit helplessly that there was nothing she could do in this kind of ultimate BOSS-level battle. The principle of defeating ten guilds with one force would not go wrong anywhere.

Every year, she is very self-aware and continues to position herself on a plate of food. As for who will take the chopsticks last, she will wait and see.

With an optimistic attitude, I can personally participate in such exciting scenes, give myself a perfect score of luck every year, and look forward to the future blessings of surviving a catastrophe.

The night outside the window was like ink, and the candlelight inside the room was swaying silently. She watched quietly as Luna used her fingertips to trace the complex patterns all over her arms, centered on the mark of the Moon Spirit Bow on her wrist.

The pattern spreads all the way up from the back of the hand, covering the shoulders, extending to the collarbone and chest, and ends at the heart. A gentle light green light flashes in an instant, and the pattern disappears and disappears into the skin.

Nian Nian's profession is not that of a life priest, so she does not need to learn Ogham tree script and runes. However, just relying on her familiarity with Dion, she can also recognize that there is a lot of information hidden in these patterns.

For some reason, when the pattern disappeared, Niannian felt that he had more trust in Luna than reason. The question mark buried deep in his consciousness still existed, but it was suppressed by another kind of instinctive obedience.

Nian Nian curiously moves his right hand, closes his eyes, and carefully observes his skin, feeling a turmoil in his heart.

If she were an NPC, her data would have been rewritten by now, turning her into a clone of the elf leader.

Is this the secret that allows the Elf Chief to move freely in the Papal Hall?

Even if you are a player, this body constructed from data will be affected, which is the "instinct" you just vaguely felt.

She skipped the recognition of consciousness and directly modified the body's behavioral data. Thanks to her being an alternative data consciousness, she was able to capture a trace and immediately alerted herself to analyze the situation.

Nian Nian couldn't figure out why, so he put down his arms and looked at Luna, who looked calm, with eyes full of curiosity.

Scanning Luna's expression with curiosity, Nian Nian felt a little cold.

His face was still rosy, and he showed no sign of fatigue. In other words, this skill that horrified him was just a drop in the bucket for the Elf leader.

"This is my protection for you."

Luna said softly. The thirst for knowledge and curiosity in Nian Nian's eyes immediately receded and turned into complete trust. She didn't think there was anything wrong with this meaningless answer.

The other three maids withdrew from the silent state, and under Luna's command, they helped Nian Nian up, took out two rectangular, wide and thin pieces of pure white cloth, and folded them in one quarter of the cloth.

The folded piece of cloth was just the length from Nian Nian's neck to his ankles. The two pieces of cloth covered his body one behind the other. Nian Nian raised his arms in accordance with Luna's instructions. The maid used gold ornaments on her shoulders, upper arms, and hands.

Fix two pieces of cloth on the elbow and wrist.

Tie the waist with a thin silk belt, put down the arms every year, and the two pieces of cloth become a long skirt. The folded quarter adds an extra layer to the upper body of the long skirt, covering the chest and back.

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The maids continued to add waist decorations to this simple long dress, turning their backs to Luna and looking out the window at the morning glow.

While indulging the "instinct" of trust and obedience to Luna, I calmly analyze various possibilities, multitasking every year, and take a moment of silence for myself.

She seemed to know what the elf leader was going to do.

I must die, absolutely must die.

After finishing her clothes and combing her hair, Nian Nian was thinking about how she was going to be tortured next, when a regular knock on the door rang in her ears.

Luna signaled another maid to open the door. Golden light poured from the corridor into the room. There were more than a dozen people standing at the door. The bishop in purple robes looked at the neatly dressed Nian Nian.

"The Pope invites you."