The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 313

[Chapter 310 Special hobbies of citalopram]

…is this a nightmare?

Can I have nightmares while walking?

The moment I saw this line of words.

The child suddenly felt that his right hand was empty – the citalopram was gone.

And the child was just in a trance…

When he woke up again, he found himself standing in front of a giant tree.

The warm sunset light shone on his face.

Made him feel extremely warm.

At this time, the child realized later that… his body had actually shrunk—

or rather, his consciousness had entered the body of another elf boy.

It was completely different from any nightmare he had experienced before.

Not only did he not get any main quests…

but the child could clearly feel that the natural power bestowed by the “Jungle Walker” profession was still boiling in his body… His physical attributes were almost the same as his. The body is exactly the same.

It’s just that what he is holding in his right hand is not his own slender stabbing sword.

Rather, it is similar to Maiev Shadow Song… or rather, the same slender and light blade wheel as Kiana.

“Julian? Julian~”

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded behind him.

He turned around following the voice, and found a teenage-looking elf girl with silver hair who was wearing a white dress with only her left shoulder and left arm exposed, and the skirt was 10 centimeters above her knees, standing pretty lively behind him.

She put her hands behind her back and looked at him curiously: “What are you thinking, Julian?

“Mom is coming back soon?

Or… have you mastered the vine strike technique?

”

Looking at the appearance of the elf girl, the child was startled.

Not the “Spirit of the Elf” he knew before.

It’s very real…a living creature like the girl next door!

He could even smell the fragrance of the girl’s body clearly.

The place where he is himself is not a ruin –

his pupils shrank slightly.

I saw behind the girl, not far away…

A huge building more than 100 meters high, composed of blue luminous rocks, was shining with radiant iridescent brilliance, making a strange humming sound.

It is a bit like a windmill, but also like a snail shell, continuously extracting something from the ground.

The interface with the earth alone is more than 100 meters in diameter.

And the surrounding earth collapsed and cracked down… as if the water had been drained.

In the place not far from the extraction port, it seemed extremely empty until the child’s position.

The trees have apparently been felled and the vacant area is very large.

And not far away, is an extremely prosperous city – a

huge tree man walking slowly on the street.

White stags like never before seen, gleaming, roamed the void.

There is very little traffic on the streets, but every building and bridge is entwined with delicate vines.

The patterns on the vines are like art…

and those “elves” are not what the children imagined. They are slender primitive people wearing leaf clothes or animal skins that cover a small amount of their bodies and holding bows and arrows.

Instead, they dress a bit like modern times… The child means, the modern times of the earth.

It even seemed a bit ahead of its time…

not like what they were wearing on the street, more like the Paris Fashion Week vibe.

The most frightening thing is that the child even saw an airship floating in the distance, and the walls of some giant buildings in the city, with similar billboards, look like cyberpunk decoration.

What the hell is this?

Elf punk?

What is going on in your world?

How can this technology tree grow upside down?

The mouthful of grooves clicked in the child’s throat, unable to cough or swallow.

It took a long time for the child to recover from this sense of consternation of “Did I run the wrong game”.

He looked at the girl in white who seemed to have the word “innocence” written on his face beside him, and decided to fool her first.

“Ah, I said… who is that?” He raised his head pretending to be a little arrogant, and made a clear

youthful

voice: “When will your mother come back?

”

Shaking his head, he replied seriously: “I don’t call that, I’m Porphys!”

The hair hit the child’s face, making him feel as if he had been whipped by someone… …

but, it’s quite delicious.

Very good, the name is still in hand for the time being… The

child secretly rejoices in his heart.

Because the elf girl’s clothes are a little revealing…whether it’s the top half or the bottom half.

The child, who was not very good at communicating with women, did not dare to look at her very much.

He touched the tip of his nose nervously, thinking about the next topic in silence.

What do you want to say…

“…Ah, the weather is really nice today.”

After a long silence, the child said casually.

the other side.

After citalopram stepped into the fog door, he felt the familiar touch of the earth with a slight dizziness.

She also found that her live broadcast was not cut off.

The only problem is…

“…I seem to have lost our captain.”

She accepted this reality almost immediately, and calmly said to the two waiting outside through the live broadcast: “Don’t panic. Just as the captain said. Yes… Now I’m your new captain.

“No, I didn’t want to usurp power… He was a loser by his ability, and I respect his shameful achievement.

”

Citalopram casually chatted with the barrage, looking up and looking around.

There is no doubt… this is a ruin. It

is almost polite to say it is a ruin…

The buildings here are broken. It’s even more extreme than Ishgard, who was just beaten by the dragon.

Even citalopram couldn’t understand what they were originally like or what they were used for… There were many inexplicable surfaces on the ground. A smooth pothole.

It didn’t look like it was blasted open by something, but it looked like it was dug up by something…

But her pace quickly stopped.

Because citalopram saw it, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com no In the distance, there is a silver-white, translucent girl ghost wandering on the street—that is probably, should, possibly be the street.

The ghost is wearing only the left shoulder and left arm, and the skirt is ten centimeters above the knee. White dress.

Citalopram was attracted by the delicate and lovely smiling face, stunned for a moment, and then couldn’t help but take a closer look:

those slender and straight legs, clean knees, small and delicate white boots… The cute sleeve with the right arm covering half of the palm, and the side body of the left arm that is looming because the left shoulder is completely exposed, makes Citalopram a little greedy for her body…

Her breathing was a little short, and her gaze at the ghost girl was a little more aggressive—

a little bit, wanting to bring it home…

yes.

citalopram.

– She’s a sad person outsider.