The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 380

[Chapter 376 Look at what you caught]

Jiu’er vaguely guessed that Bernardino might know what Jiu’er was capable of and could notify Annan over the air.

Although he didn’t guess the specific way or method… but he attacked Jiu’er before and pulled out her soul, obviously intending to ask her for help, not to fight her!

So that’s it… Is the Book of the Sky Train belonged to Annan?

Then I am afraid that at the moment of being asked about the “Book of the Sky Train”…

…No, not right.

Because Jiu’er really didn’t know what that thing was, she shouldn’t be able to find it in her memory.

So definitely before that.

Before the other party came to the door, he already knew that he was Annan’s attendant!

But in Noah’s capital, there are at least several people from the frozen water port.

Why is it just yourself?

Thinking of this, Jiu’er suddenly shuddered.

A picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

That was when he was in front of the Viscount Mansion, resisting the attack for Annan and was dying.

His Highness Annan rushed over, hugged him with great concern and grief… and shook himself to death on the spot.

Although I feel that this scene is simply black history.

Other players must also feel very happy.

But in Salvatore’s view, this may be a very moving scene.

Bernardino thought Annan liked him?

He also knew that there was a means of remote communication between players.

And he clearly knew that Annan owns the Book of Sky Train…

But he didn’t know what a player was; he didn’t know what the earth was, let alone their identities, and their relationship with Annan…

Jiu’er’s mind gradually became clearer.

Therefore, his intelligence source can only be Salvatore!

Although Bernardino has lost part of his mind-altering ability, he must still have some means of stealing memory, or someone he knew who stole some information from Salvatore!

And Bernardino must not get the memory of Longjing Tea!

At that time, he clearly passed by Longjing Tea…

No,

not right.

The wine responded.

At that time, Bernardino went to the library to take the opportunity to contact Longjing tea!

But for some reason, he failed to steal the memory…

Is it because of the red-robed wizard who looks like Harry Potter?

But when did he come into contact with Salvatore…

“You don’t need to think too much, you should take a rest.” The

old man glanced at Jiu’er and said casually: “After all, this matter has nothing to do with you, Miss.”

Jiu’er judged another piece of information from this sentence – Bernardino could see what he was thinking, but he didn’t see what she was thinking.

But that was the last thing Jiuer could think about.

Jiu’er clearly felt that his thinking speed was suppressed by something.

A very strong sense of laziness hit her heart, causing her thinking to be gradually emptied.

…this feeling of drowsiness… what’s going on…

The speed of Jiu’er’s thinking gradually began to slow down, and even the speed of his eyeballs gradually slowed down.

She could still see and hear everything around her.

But it’s like being exhausted to the limit, “I don’t want” to see, “I don’t want” to listen, and even more “I don’t want” to think.

It’s like thinking is frozen by something…

Soon, Jiu’er even the concept of time is frozen.

She didn’t know how long it had been.

But when she just woke up and was not fully awake, she heard Annan’s steady and clear young voice:

“Your Excellency, what are you going to do to my people?”

Don’t come here. Annan!

This is a trap –

Jiu’er was half asleep, and this thought popped into his mind for the first time.

But the next moment, she felt a strange warmth coming from her body… It was like being put on a top that was baked and heated in a daze, which made her blood flow and quickly woke up.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be with you.”

Annan’s reassuring voice sounded softly in front of Jiu’er.

Wait, blood flow?

Shouldn’t I be in soul state?

Jiu’er opened his eyes, but saw that he had escaped from the controlled soul state, resurrected and regained his physical body.

And she was wearing Annan’s black wallet jacket.

Her size is not much different from Annan’s, so she won’t be too small.

This is one of the many new clothes that Annan and Zhiji forcibly bought when they were shopping.

After all, the weather is getting warmer now.

It would be a bit hot for Annan to wear the previous winter clothes…Although Annan himself doesn’t care much, the paper princess is more strict.

I even bought big brands imported from the United Kingdom –

after all, the United Kingdom is Yaon’s territory, and the costume designers on Noah’s side are definitely not as high-level as there.

But this is the Royal Capital after all. After leading to the transit station of the Underground Federation, it can reach the subways of all countries, so that the specialties of other countries can also be bought in the Royal Capital.

Of course, the price must be several times higher.

Although the original purpose of building subways and inventing steam airships was to transport extraordinary people across borders… but in peaceful times, not so many extraordinary people need to leave the country.

Soon these technologies were used for business and fortune.

Although it has not been fully used for civilian use, it is only because of the high cost and the dignity of the guests, and the fear of people with ulterior motives sneaking in… not that civilian use is not allowed in principle.

The most popular use is to officially purchase special products from other countries and then sell them to the public – and based on this use, the United Kingdom has now begun to build an overground railway.

Yes, in this world, there were underground railways first, and then there were gradually underground railways…

This is the demand that determines the market.

“Are you awake?”

Annan wrapped his hands around the neckline of Jiu’er’s coat to prevent it from sliding down.

He himself was wearing a light grey turtleneck.

He said softly to Jiu’er, who was still a little confused and confused in his eyes, “Put on your clothes first when you wake up, so as not to catch a cold

.

”

Although she has been successfully resurrected and got rid of Bernardino’s control, she still has a deep cold breath in her body, which makes her feel that her internal organs can’t help it.

She quickly took it and grabbed Annan’s coat on her body , raised his arm and went in.

In the process, she and Annan’s hands touched each other, and she was shocked and her fingers shrank back.

Annan smiled, put away his hands and turned to leave.

At this time, Jiu’er reacted and felt a little regretful.

She should have grabbed Annan’s hand just now…

——No!

Annan should be reminded to escape… this… in?

Jiu’er just reacted.

Why was Annan not attacked?

It’s impossible that Bernardino really just wanted to see Annan, right?

She looked in the previous direction with some doubts.

Jiu’er’s pupils suddenly tightened slightly.

What’s this?

I saw that the entire alley was covered with densely colored “pen marks”.

The dense red silk threads like infrared traps in spy movies are connected between buildings and spread to several meters high in the sky; the

dim yellow ink reflects the light of the sun and hangs in the air like amber. All the objects contained in it are stagnant, and the time is frozen;

and pure white crayon traces continue to emerge in the void – either a long sword, a lasso, or a cage.

And every trace of crayon fell, you could see a soul being burned out by the white flames that burned out of thin air, or bound by a pure white wooden cage.

As for Bernardino himself, his whole body was already wrapped in countless tiny, shimmering silver chains.

The chains were only about the thickness of a pinky

finger, with varying lengths protruding from the void, and at the end there were shimmering ripples.

There is a strange resonance between the countless ripples, which are connected together.

He was completely sealed in it—

and standing in front of Annan was a young girl with beautiful long silver hair.

She is about 1.75 meters tall, not counting the dragon horns, which is a bit too high for a lady.

But her tall figure and good posture did not make it seem strange, but exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

Jiu’er could tell just from her back, she looked no more than twenty years old at most.

A drawing board was suspended in front of her, with four brushes tucked between her left fingers, and her right hand kept in the pocket of her long white trench coat.

……what?

Isn’t Bernardino fishing for Annan?

Who is this woman?

A vigilant thought appeared in Jiu’er’s mind.