Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Seeing a Nian Nian who could stand firmly on his own strength, there was no trace of surprise on the faces of the purple-clothed bishop and his attendants outside the door.

This should also be part of the preparation work.

Nian Nian just doesn't know how far she should recover. Although the result is the same, she knows very well that the steps instructed by maid Luna are not in the list of preparations ordered by the Pope.

"Good morning, Lord Bishop, everything is ready to continue," Luna stepped forward to support Nian Nian, bowed her head and said respectfully, "The distinguished guest has limited mobility and does not dare to keep the Pope waiting."

After saying that, Luna took a step forward while supporting Nian Nian, with a nervous look on her face, and lowered her eyes to watch Nian Nian's feet, lest she fall.

After taking this small step, Nian Nian understood how he should behave. His back was straight, his arms were close to his sides, his hands were folded on his lower abdomen, he smiled kindly at the bishop and others, and then he began to walk gracefully.

Walking down like this, her lower body was covered by the long skirt, so no one could see clearly the condition of her knees, and her upper body didn't sway much, which was basically consistent with the setting of a semi-disabled character.

The Pope's birthday is one of the most solemn festivals in the entire Papal Kingdom. This year, invitations were distributed widely. From the duke and royal family to the declining family, from the dwarf king to the elf high priest, all the people came to attend.

With a large number of people, mixed composition, and complicated relationships, today's celebration is a great test of the abilities of everyone in the Pope's Hall.

Looking at the brand new gold and red carpet under his feet, Nian Nian became a little nervous. He turned his head slightly and looked at Luna who was carefully supporting him.

Sensing Nian Nian's gaze, Luna took a cautious and timid glance, and quickly lowered her head.

After a brief moment of meeting each other's eyes, Nian Nian discovered that this Luna was no longer the other "Luna". Even though she acted lightly, the indifference and strength that came from the head of the clan had disappeared without a trace.

Basically confirming the secret of the Elf Patriarch coming and going freely in the Pope's Hall, Nian Nian pondered the reason why the Elf Patriarch quietly retreated at this moment.

Are you worried about being caught by the Pope, or are you using actual cases to prove something to yourself?

Every year, he carefully looked at Luna from head to toe, and her unabashed probing gaze made this ordinary maid tremble uncontrollably.

This elf is the most important person in today's celebration, so why is he suddenly paying so much attention to me? Could it be that he was offended somewhere before? Could it be that she overheard the private discussion between him and his sisters from the same village?

Niannian didn't feel any sense of accomplishment after successfully scaring the little girl into tears with his eyes. He calmly withdrew his gaze, and the big question mark in his heart was once again thickened and underlined, and highlighted red.

Looking at Luna's behavior before and after, she was completely unaware of what was happening to her?

As expected, the elf leader is so skilled, and her method of controlling the clones is so domineering. When the time comes to stab the pope to death with her own body, no one will find out about her.

I must die, absolutely must die.

After walking around the corner and looking at the two doors at the end of the corridor, I began to seriously consider the possibility of surrendering to the Pope.

...

The thought of surrendering was quickly extinguished by herself in Nian Nian. She felt that the head of her family was definitely not stupid. If she didn't take action, she would be sure to succeed with one blow.

After all, in the Papal Hall and in front of guests with different positions, neither the Pope himself nor the archbishops and bishops present would give the enemy a chance to make a last-ditch attack.

Moreover, she has not forgotten that it was Adam who persuaded the Elf leader to leave the Forest of Jesus.

Adam should be aware of the patriarch's plan, and he probably helped a lot. He knew that he didn't want to leave the Papal State for the time being, and he probably wouldn't let himself end up in a dead end rashly and ignorantly.

The large room was empty, and the elegant but slightly old furnishings were incompatible with the grandeur outside the door. Sitting in a high-backed cloth chair, he looked out the window at the lawn, not seeing a single pedestrian.

Calculating the time, the golden hall should already be filled with guests watching the ceremony at this time, and the choir composed of orphans adopted by churches from various places is also in place, ready to sing praises for the pope's appearance.

I have met the Pope, and I have been left in the Pope's private sitting room every year. In the middle of the meeting, a stranger in purple came and introduced me to the process of today's ceremony.

The Pope entered the room, offered gifts and prayed to the God of Creation, and then the Archbishop gave a speech to welcome the guests. He first read out the list of gifts brought by the ordinary guests to say thank you, and then asked the distinguished guests with high status to read them one by one.

Show up, go forward alone to offer gifts, and give a speech again, and then you will enter the highlight of the day: the purification ceremony of pagans who have returned from their lost ways.

According to the rehearsal process, it is probably close to noon when the stage is played every year. In order to show consideration for the lost lamb, she can sit here and wait for someone to invite her.

Nian Nian enjoys the peace and quiet, and is very polite. He doesn't mess around with the furnishings in the house. He nests in a large and comfortable high-backed chair and plans to take a nap. However, his heart beats happily, and it sounds like beating a drum. No matter what, he can't

I can't calm down.

He raised his hand and pressed hard on his extremely active heart, and Nian Ni couldn't help but let out a long sigh, because his future was uncertain.

The Pope summoned her and only did one thing and said one word.

One thing was to pop out a finger and flick a golden drop-shaped object towards his chest, and then he felt as if he had been equipped with a pacemaker, watching the handsome and mature Pope's heart beating like crazy.

That sentence is:

"Don't forget who you are."

Nian Nian didn't like playing riddles, so I tried to guess what the "identity" the Pope meant, but I was too lazy to think about it, so I left it alone.

Anyway, she didn't plan to do anything. As for what others wanted to do, she couldn't control it.

Her heartbeat was beating even harder. Nian Nian wanted to grab her chest and pull her heart out. She picked up her clothes, looked down at her collar and frowned.

Did the Pope plant a seed in his heart? Why did it start to take root?

Golden veins spread from the luminous seed, and soon covered the entire left chest. However, it seemed that the vitality of this seed was limited, and the root-like veins quickly retracted, and the luminous seeds flashed.

It shimmers and slowly fades into the skin.

I sigh again every year. The big guys and heroes have the same idea. They all like to bury things in their small bodies, and they are not polite at all.

Fortunately, after the seeds disappeared, his heartbeat returned to normal, and Nian Nian calmly leaned back, closed his eyes, and basked in the sun.

I wonder how many acquaintances I will see among the guests later.

The sun is shining brightly, the grass is green, and the flowers on the branches have solidified their beauty, as if they are waiting for a gust of wind to come.

...

The moment the city wall collapsed, the wind with a strong smell of decay came towards the face. Sarah squinted her eyes and raised her hand.

York, who was waiting nearby, patted Mrs. Morgan's head. The corpses of the faculty members that had been prepared were torn apart by the sharp claws of the big rat. The smell of blood filled the air, adding a lot of vitality to the rotten smell in the air.

On the top of the defense tower, which stood alone like a polished commander, two figures stood side by side.

Sarah and York looked away and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, we caught up, Nick and Dion arrived just in time.

In the defense tower, Qi Youfeng heard the earth-shattering roar and knew that everything was going well. He rubbed his tired eyes, turned to look at the magic circle guard who still couldn't recover, and gave him a friendly grin.

After receiving the action signal, activate the temporary mark, and bury the magic crystal provided by Sarah into the key nodes of the magic array at the moment of being teleported back to the defense tower, blocking the energy flow of the magic array here. At the same time, a secret room is constructed

The other magic circle that built up the defensive cover of the city wall would be temporarily stagnant because it was connected to the magic circle here.

When stagnation occurs, energy will be automatically drawn from the three holy mages who maintain the magic circle to ensure its operation. The three "batteries" cannot move and lose a large amount of mana in an instant. Only John hiding in the shadows can successfully sneak attack on the three of them at the same time, and finally be relieved.

City wall defensive cover.

When Qi Youfeng got the complete plan from Sara, he couldn't help but be shocked by the boldness and trust of these two people.

Fortunately, Qi Youfeng, who had received the complete plan, had stabilized his mind in the boring drawing and memory game, and completed Sara's homework with confidence. He accepted the task calmly without any panic.

Needless to say, the people of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group trust him, and he must show with actions that he is worthy of this trust.

"It turns out that Cy has good vision. Now you can feel free to marry her off, right?"

Dion said jokingly, but quietly took a step back.

Nick lowered his head to look at his little move, and with a smile on his face, he said in a conspiratorial tone: "Your proposal is very interesting."

Dion touched his nose and secretly apologized to Qi Youfeng, explaining: "It was not my suggestion. I just heard that Qi Youfeng once asked his friends to prepare for the wedding."

"He hasn't forgotten this yet?" Nick curled his lips.

"...If he really forgets, wouldn't he die faster?" Dion wanted to roll his eyes, but due to his personal image, he became a blind eye.

This guy Nick is so difficult to take care of.

Although the two were chatting, they did not forget the business. Dion took out the Devil's Jue that he had cultivated in advance.

The emerald green Devil's Leaf has a gratifying growth, with pinnate compound leaves. The large pinnate leaves are composed of two rows of symmetrical small pinnate leaves. The tips of the large leaves are slightly curled as a whole. Each pintle leaf has four rows of bulging sporangia. The sporangia are

Bright pink, each one is no bigger than a grain of rice, densely packed and lumpy, making people uncomfortable just looking at it.

Countless wind blades spun out, smashing the devil's plant in Dion's hand to pieces. Dion watched distressedly as the large group of pink and green "bones" flew away, first floating towards Sara at the bottom of the tower.

The two of them pounced on the disemboweled corpse on the ground. The blood-sucking spores instantly expanded dozens of times, like a psychedelic peach blossom miasma.

"You have to control the direction," Dion couldn't help but warn, "I specially raised the poisonous devil Jue, and fed it with blood. If it touches it, it will die."

Nick didn't bother to answer. He flipped his wrist and the poisonous spores were blown away by the wind and floated out of the city wall. As if pushed by a pair of invisible hands, they slowly dispersed farther away.

Undead creatures are not afraid of poison, but this overwhelming aura of light magic is like a delicacy forced into the mouth. If you don't chew it for a few times, you won't be able to bear the mouth full of saliva.

The calm earth boiled like hot magma. Countless undead creatures crawled out of the ground and roared at the sky. The sharp and ear-piercing screams resounded through the sky, waking up more undead and evil spirits.

After identifying the direction in which the delicious food was coming, the monsters with certain intelligence immediately cast their empty eye sockets towards the collapsed city wall, and followed their set instincts to rush towards the gap.

Undead creatures such as skeletons moved slowly, and the ugly ghouls threw themselves at the gap with all four limbs on the ground, falling unimpeded into the land they had coveted for thousands of years, and were rewarded.

The corpses piled on the ground still exuded their favorite scent, and the meat was still fresh and tender. The ghoul who reacted the fastest immediately began to feast on it, tearing off a large piece of meat from the thigh of the corpse.

The ghouls who did not grab the food focused on nearby living creatures. As usual, the player team that retreated to the city wall to rest at dawn was immediately overwhelmed by the group of ghouls and skeletons. They were caught off guard and fought and retreated, taking the undead with them.

The army marched into the hinterland.

Standing on the top of the tower, Dion and Nick silently watched the flood-like army of undead pour into the human land. Dion suddenly looked up into the distance and saw a dozen black spots approaching.

"Grimgrin?"

"Huh?" Nick didn't hear clearly for a moment, and he didn't have Dion's eyesight. He was stunned for a moment before he realized, "Is there such a thing outside the country?"

It is said that this is an alchemical creation made by a dark mage. It is a giant made from more than a dozen corpses. Its belly is as bulging as a ball filled with rotten miasma. Not to mention its own lethality, it will explode when it dies.

It's a disgusting monster that neither kills nor kills.

In Dion's eyes, those were just black dots on the distant horizon, but referring to the size compression brought about by the sense of distance, he made a rough deduction and took Nick's wrist:

"It's higher than the tower visually. Let's evacuate immediately. I'm not afraid of death, but I definitely don't want to be swallowed by that kind of guy."

Nick was not a wordy person. He teleported back to the window on the top floor of the tower, leaned out half of his body, used a ball of wind to catch Dion who jumped down, and together with John, dragged him back into the house.

John knocked on the wall a few times and pushed open the secret door. The three of them immediately ducked in and walked quickly along the dark secret passage.

They also need to join up with Sarah and the other three, and rush to the Papal State together, trying to deliver the surprise here to the birthday prince as soon as possible.

...

"Brother Sui, do you think that bullshit Pope will be so surprised that he is speechless when he sees us?"

Above the blue sky, eight giant dragons flapped their wings and passed through the clouds. Sanchi Shui, who was sitting on the back of one of the giant dragons, bumped the dazed Shi Sui with his shoulder and asked with a smile.

He came here specifically to help this time. After all, it was about sister Nian Nian, so he would definitely help, although he didn't know what Nian Nian was planning.

It seems that he plans to snatch the person back by force? This style of conduct does not seem to be Sui's usual style.

That boy Song Qing is really proud of himself. He invited six big guys to serve as reinforcements, and also served as a troop transport plane, planning to airdrop everyone directly to the Papal State.

Shi Sui came back to his senses, read Sanchi Shui's facial expression, and explained:

"This is actually a last resort, but it is also a step that we have to prepare for."

Of course Sanchi Shui didn't understand. He patted Shi Sui on the shoulder and said very loyally:

"Good brother, don't talk nonsense, you just give the order and I will be responsible for executing it."

It’s a good year, so I nodded in response:

"Your words are enough. You don't need to worry about anything else. Just follow my instructions."

Sanchishui chuckled and changed the topic:

"How do you think Nian Nian is doing now? Are you eagerly awaiting our unparalleled heroes riding on the colorful auspicious clouds?"

Shi Sui thought seriously for a while and suddenly felt a little sad:

"We are not her heroes, and she won't expect anyone to save her."

...

Just when she started to give up hope for lunch every year, she finally waited for the attendant to invite her in.

What surprised her was that the person leading two rows of attendants to invite her was Archbishop Adam, whom she had not seen for three days.

"Are you here to pick me up or see me off?" Nian Nian raised his eyebrows.

Adam walked up to her, stretched out his hand, and smiled slightly:

"I have been ordered to protect you."