I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 164 Lilith’s Invitation

As the name suggests, the effect of Escape from Death is to save the caster from a fatal injury. It is precisely because of its existence that the night elf's dagger stabbed at Lancelot's throat will be deflected.

It is equivalent to a passive skill in the game, and the cooling time is about a day. This may be the only disadvantage of escaping from death.

However, Lancelot is not worried about this, because the Black Thorn competition system stipulates that the interval between games is three days, and Lancelot, who has mastered fatal disregard, has at least one chance to avoid fatal injuries in every game.

At this time, Lancelot had already walked out of the tunnel. The midday sun was extremely hot, and the boy could not help but quicken his pace. If he stayed in such a torturous environment for a while longer, he would probably be cooked.

Through the conversation with Rilla just now, Lancelot finally knew why these guys traveled thousands of miles to come to the Free Land to participate in the annual Black Thorn Competition.

He had asked the red-robed mage the same question several times before, but all he got were irrelevant answers. He didn't even tell him about the black thorn emblem.

Rilla explained the role of the Black Thorn Emblem, which is why there are no magicians among the contestants. Not only because of the rules of the Black Thorn Arena, the winning reward is of little significance to the magician, but once it fails, it will be very important.

Probability will pay the price of death.

Furthermore, in the continent of Sabian, magicians do not lack wealth and fame at all, so there is no need to take risks for a useless coat of arms.

"Lord Lancelot, please wait a moment!"

Lancelot was walking in the market when he suddenly heard a girl's voice from behind, seeming to be calling his name.

The boy turned his head and saw that the person who came was slender and slender, wearing a long white dress, with long pale golden hair blowing slightly in the wind, and her smooth skin was dazzlingly white under the sunlight. She turned out to be Lilith!

"Lilith, why are you here?"

Lancelot saw the girl approaching step by step, and his heartbeat began to speed up inexplicably.

For a brief moment, he thought the girl in front of him was the aristocratic lady who walked with him under the street lamp.

Lilith lowered her head in embarrassment and said with a blushing face: "Lord Lancelot, I miss you."

"Huh?" Lancelot was stunned when he heard this. How could Lilith suddenly say such a thing to him?

The girl was so nervous that she quickly raised her head, shook her hands and explained excitedly: "No, it's not what you think!"

"To express my gratitude, I, I would like to invite you to have dinner at Pasha Tavern, is that okay?"

After speaking, Lilith blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look directly into the boy's eyes.

"Of course, by the way, Lilith, how do you know the game is over?"

"Hehehe, Lord Bolu told me." Lilith replied with a smile.

"Boru?" Lancelot suddenly frowned and asked in a suspicious tone: "Didn't that guy leave the Blackthorn?"

"No, he just came to the tavern for lunch." Lilith shook her head, obviously disagreeing with the boy's statement.

"Yeah."

Lancelot looked at the girl's rosy face. He really wanted to reach out and touch her hair, but he finally held back.

After all, Lilith in this world only has a relationship with him once, so it is obviously inappropriate to make such an intimate gesture.

"Thank you, Lilith, what time will it be?" Lancelot asked with a slight smile.

"Six o'clock in the afternoon, okay?"

"Of course, no problem." Lancelot agreed readily.

"Great!" Lilith raised her head and smiled happily.

"Lilith, the sun is so big, remember to wear a hat next time."

Lilith blushed even more when she heard this, and the sweat on her forehead slowly slid down her fair cheeks.

Lancelot licked his dry lips, coughed lightly and said: "Lilith, don't call me "sir" next time, I'm just a slave. I'll go back first, see you in the evening!"

"Well, see you tonight!" Lilith nodded excitedly, watching Lancelot's retreating figure, her eyes shining.

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The sun is scorching hot, the air is filled with the noisy chirping of cicadas, and the hot wind blowing against your face is unbearable.

At this time, Lancelot was sitting in the shade beside the well, with a bucket full of cool well water beside him.

He couldn't wait to take off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles. After reaching out to remove the layer of impurities on the water, he picked up a handful of well water and drank it all.

"Ah, it feels so good." Lancelot sighed with satisfaction. The water in this well seemed to have the effect of eliminating fatigue. Every time Lancelot drank it, he always felt refreshed and the pain in his muscles disappeared immediately.

Most of it.

Lancelot lifted the bucket and poured the remaining well water over his head. The boy shook his white hair and pushed it back.

A while ago, he couldn't stand the day and night high temperature in Blackthorn, so he cut off a large section of his hair with scissors. After traveling through time, he began to understand the girl's pain in summer.

"Huh!" Lancelot breathed a long sigh of relief and walked to lean against a big tree.

He looked up at the blue sky, quietly admiring the slowly moving white clouds.

Although the summer of Blackthorn is extremely hot and there are countless mosquito bites, the summer of chirping cicadas is Lancelot's favorite season. The warm wind carries the refreshing fragrance of flowers. If only there was a piece of iced watermelon, it would be great.

It's really complete.

Lancelot just sat leisurely under the big tree. He didn't plan to do the damn training in the afternoon. He had to take a good rest right after the game.

Harvey was still watching the next game in the stands of the Blackthorn Arena. Boru didn't know where he went. Lilith said she saw a black teacher, but Lancelot always felt that something was not right.

Lilith suddenly invited him to have dinner at Pasha's Tavern. Logically speaking, it couldn't be a trap, but he actually saw a hint of liking in the girl's eyes.

【Is it my own illusion? 】

Lancelot didn't dare to think any further. If Lilith in this world also fell in love with him, this feeling would become extremely weird.

With the same appearance, different personalities and backgrounds, Lancelot felt that this situation must have been caused by deliberate arrangements by those behind the scenes. This was just a death game, and everyone except himself was an NPC in this game.

Everything that happens in this world is not reality, Lancelot always thinks so.

"When can I leave here?" Lancelot sighed, looking at the looming mountains in the distance. Winning the Black Thorn Competition was his only choice, but if he hadn't been lucky today, he might have become a dead body.

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"I'm not so sleepy. I won't care. Let's sleep for a while."

The boy slowly closed his eyes as he spoke and fell asleep under the big tree.

(End of chapter)