Drowning in the Gentle Country [Western Fantasy]

Lisa woke up when the Tatari radio station broadcast the first greeting of the morning.Mr. Jones and Pandro wept with joy, and greeted Lisa with greetings. Helen, who was dozing off, was also awakened by the noise, and happily went upstairs to inform Grandma Susan, but was stopped by Mrs. Peggy on the stairs.

In the room on the third floor, Grandma Susan had several heavy books spread out on her knees. Her dazed eyes were reading with difficulty by candlelight, and her original sober mind seemed to be gradually lost in this silence, showing a confused look several times. .

Iviedo fell asleep once in the middle, and woke up again soon. He rejected Wilt's suggestion to sleep on his lap, and took a copy of Susan's book by himself, looking quietly, no matter what Wilt said Unmoved.Wilt glanced at the title of the book collection, "Apocalypse of the Ancient Gods", which was a full two inches thick, and suddenly lost interest in reading together. To pass the time, he admired Susan's medal of commendation, which would enable him to study something for one night.

Behind him came the sound of a book falling heavily.Wilt turned his head and found that Iviedo was still in the same position, turning over a page of the book without raising his head, while on the other side, Susan bent down in a hurry, trying to pick up the books scattered on the floor.

Wilt helped her.

He glanced at Susan's state, and a light ball containing the power of life gathered in his palm, but Susan refused.

The dying old man smiled and shook his head: "Thank you for your gift, Mr. Wilt. I swore to the Goddess of Life that I would absolutely respect life and never abandon it. Forcibly prolonging my life violates my oath."

"...well, if you insist."

"Fortunately, I have found the answer I was looking for," Susan said, and she shouted towards the stairs, "Little Helen! Grandma needs your help."

It took about a century before Helen timidly appeared on the stairs. Behind her, Mrs. Peggy stared fiercely at her back, but Grandma Susan couldn't see clearly and just waved to her.

"Iviedo, what do you think of the succubi?" Wilt said. He sat next to Iviedo, wrapped his arms around his shoulders skillfully, and glanced at what he was reading. Coincidentally, Iviedo Duo happened to be reading the chapter of the Goddess of Life.

"...I don't know." Iviedo said, his words were stiff and dry. After a while, he added as if to ease the atmosphere, "You haven't introduced me to me."

"Oh, of course, the succubus is a low-level demon, but its effect on the frontal battlefield may be worse than that of the skeleton soldier - at least the latter's corpse sea tactics are enough to be annoying. They have no entity and can only be seen in the dream Doing evil in the middle, absorbing the energy of the possessed person, but among the participants in the battle of killing gods, even the most immature fighters have mental power far beyond the level they can possess."

"But for demons, how can there be high-level ones?"

"Speaking of it, it seems that I heard Mephisto mention the story of him exterminating a high-level succubi." Wilt murmured, "But Mephisto is not needed here. As long as this daring one If the devil shows a little tail, I can crush him to death."

Mephisto is the president of the Association of Magicians, and calling out to exterminate a succubi is indeed overkill, but Wilt didn't realize that he himself is still the god of war admired by thousands of people, but he stayed up all night because of these things.

"Okay," Iviedo said to himself as he closed the heavy book, "it is indeed a 'daring' devil. What is he doing for? He knows you are here."

Grandma Susan listened to Helen's report that Mrs. Jones had regained consciousness, and touched her head with a smile. After explaining Mrs. Jones' next treatment plan, she gave Helen a page of notes excerpted from the book, "As long as the dream Once the demon no longer sneaks into Lisa's dreams, she will recover quickly. If he tries to torture Lisa again, the spell I set will track him."

"But..." At this point, Grandma Susan looked over worriedly, "Master Wilt, this is probably a high-level succubus, as long as he manages to hide, or sneak into the dreams of other energetic people, he will be in the dream for a while." It might not be found."

"High-level succubus?" Wilt raised his voice, "This is impossible. If it is a high-level succubus, it is impossible for Lisa to be alive for more than a month."

But immediately, he realized another possibility.The wise grandma Susan also explained the reason: "He has wisdom. He didn't want to kill Lisa, and he didn't even want to attract your attention—if it wasn't for Pandro's unexpected departure, Lisa's fainting, and my diagnosis and treatment, he wouldn't have done it at all. Will discover his existence, he sneaked into Lisa's dream, maybe just to..."

"Coitus with her?" said Iviedo.

Little Helen covered her mouth, and the others were shocked by Iviedo's sudden interjection. Grandma Susan rubbed her messy gray hair, not denying the possibility.

The succubus is the most promiscuous demon. If it is just to spy on the dream, it will not leave strong sequelae, but Mrs. Jones's series of symptoms are very consistent with this.This is why Grandma Susan confirmed that it was "he" rather than "she" when she believed that the succubus was the cause.

"But...but I asked Mrs. Jones, and she has no memory of the dream scene at all, and she doesn't even remember having a dream." Helen said weakly.

"No, no, that's not the purpose of this demon." Wilt said coldly, and everyone present felt his bad mood, "Sneaking into Lisa's dream is a means, and his real goal is me. "

Then he cursed in a low voice, and the air pressure in the room almost plummeted. He walked two steps with his hands behind his back a little irritably, and suddenly hugged Iviedo.

Iviedo was caught off guard by being hugged, and let out a startled low moan. The voice was itchy, and it was close to Wilt's ear, and his face suddenly eased a lot.

"I thought you weren't worried about danger," Iviedo said in a low voice.

"But I hate the feeling of being secretly watched," Wilt said in a muffled voice, "He is spying on my past through dreams, 30 years or even longer, and he wants to find my weaknesses."

Wilt let him go, and Iviedo's stiff body slowly relaxed, but Wilt was still looking straight at him, looking at his long blond hair and deep downcast eyes, and took a deep breath: " Well, I think our early-sleeping and early-rising dragon Sidi should have woken up, and he will soon find out that we have been to his 'nest', and then fly back hungry and despondent."

Iviedo couldn't help but said, "Then I found out that there was no food at home."

"This is his punishment, not to mention that he had eaten enough last night." Wilt gave a rare smile, "I might find a way to solve some troublesome things, Iviedo, my dragon is Please take care of me."

No matter how immature Sidi is, with the protection of a dragon, at least Iviedo will not be easily hurt.

Wilt said: "I'm going to ask Barton for help, Susan, I'm sorry to trouble you today."

But grandma Susan smiled and pushed the wheelchair to block him.

Wilt's walking movements suddenly slowed down. He seemed to have sensed something, and he squatted down slowly, looking at the old man who was getting more and more slow and aging. Her face was like a withered petal that was about to become a nutrient, but she still smiled. Very brilliant.

She stuffed the emerald gem that only the most devout believers of the Goddess of Life could have into Helen's hand, and uttered a few words in Toothless's mouth, which should be connected together: "Remember what I said, Helen." Little Helen didn't know why , but also felt that Grandma Susan's originally wise eyes began to become hollow again, and an indescribable loss appeared in her heart.

A gleam of light appeared on Wilt's fingertips, and gradually dimmed as the old man shook his head. He seemed unable to understand this choice and sighed, "I respect your choice."

Grandma Susan smiled even brighter. She whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "I am a loyal believer in the gods. But... But if I am still alive on the day when little Helen becomes a junior priest, I am willing to pray to the goddess for half a day sober."

"I don't know if the Goddess of Life heard it, but I do remember it." Wilt smiled, "I wish you a sweet dream, Susan, back when you were a little girl."

"I will keep your secret forever, Master Violet..." Before the wise Susan fell into the abyss of dullness, she whispered as if she suddenly woke up: "Oh, by the way, your lover should not be human."

Her talent and talent once helped the Crusaders see through the enemy's disguise and win the final victory. The medals on the wall are proof of her excellence, but she can't break the shackles of human years after all. She will also retire and age, and gradually lose her memories of the past and the outside world. Reaction, but as long as he is awake, he is still an excellent priest.

"I know." Wilt said, ruffling her gray hair.