The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 472: Strange fairy tales

Annan has thought about how he should return to the city many times before.

He thought about asking the players to notify Maria and ask her sister to fly out to pick him up; he also thought about sending a main quest to summon the players and ask them to bring materials that can be used to build the teleportation ritual; even He also thought about directly informing Kaifni and the others that they were safe, and then not going back for the time being - using the excuse of being kidnapped to walk around Noah for a few times.

But no matter which way it is, Annan believes that when he goes back, he should be a calm and victorious attitude.

——He never imagined that he would be packaged up by the tragedy writer and "sent back" by courier.

The tragedian first ran to Noah's palace and explained the situation clearly.

Then, under the witness and supervision of the smiling and silent Sir Silver, a simple altar terminal was built in Kafni's room... Then he took Sir Silver back with him, and under the witness of Sir Silver, he set up a simple altar terminal. Annan was transported as a "sacrifice to the tragedian."

Because tragedians do accept living creatures as sacrifices, but Sir Silver usually does not accept sacrifices. If it is received, it will only be some kind of contract - such as a house deed, a land deed, a deed of sale, so the sacrificial ceremony to Sir Silver cannot be established.

But in order to prevent the tragedy writer from sending Annan to some strange place... and taking advantage of the situation to change "helping Annan" into "kidnapping Annan", Sir Silver was still affected and made a special trip to witness Annan being stuffed into the box. After entering, he became a "living sacrifice" and was teleported to Kaifuni's room.

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Annan felt his head light up——

When he opened the lid, he saw a large circle of people surrounding him.

"...Is this some kind of new sentiment?"

Salvatore exclaimed: "Speaking of which, I have indeed seen similar fairy tales. Tiing yourself up, putting it in a gift box, and sneaking it to your lover's home to have an affair... It's quite good. Romantic."

"...Are all your Noah's fairy tales so mature?"

Annan squatting in the box complained: "And such a big gift box really won't be discovered?"

"You mean "Johnny and Cherry"? When I was a child, I heard that story told by my wet nurse."

Kafni frowned: "But the version I heard here is that Cherry chopped herself into pieces and made soup, and sent it to Johnny's room in batches with the help of the maid. Then Then let Johnny put her bones together and resurrect her in the attic."

"Hey, wait a minute..."

Not only Annan was dumbfounded, but Maria next to her also felt something was not right: "Why would you do such a thing? What is the relationship between the two of them?"

"They are lovers, and we were once husband and wife. Of course, I would say they are a couple of liars."

Kafni explained: "Johnny and Cherry are a pair of childhood sweethearts and robber mages..."

"My childhood sweetheart, the Bandit Mage, is okay, but this element is quite complicated."

"——Annan, don't interrupt. Then, when they intercepted a noble, they discovered that he was the fiancé of a countess who had not yet met.

"This countess is said to use distortion magic. She will kill a young girl every month to extend her youth..."

"The version I heard here is that she would bathe in the blood of girls."

Salvatore added on the side: "Of course, this is unreasonable. It is impossible to construct a ritual that is enough to extend life using this method. But if it is to distort the spell, it would be much more reasonable..."

"Hey, hey, hey..."

The expression of Annan, who was squatting in the box, became more complicated.

Don’t look for the rationality of fairy tales so seriously!

But Maria listened very intently.

"What happened next?"

she asked.

Kafni tilted her head and recalled for a while before replying uncertainly: "I forgot the middle part. It was probably the intention to let Johnny take the place of that unlucky little nobleman and go see the Countess.

"But he fell in love with the Countess at first sight and lived a very wealthy life after getting married."

"Then he must be very handsome."

Annan complained: "It is really important to look good."

"But Cherry was not satisfied. When she saw that Johnny was living a good life, she wanted to unite with Johnny and get some money for her. When he escapes later, he can also have some savings - the countess can compare with Businessmen have more money.

"But when Johnny was secretly transporting money, he was caught by the countess. She thought that Johnny was keeping a mistress, so she killed another girl who had a good relationship with Johnny. After that, The countess does not allow any women to enter her mansion or have contact with her husband."

"Is this really a fairy tale for children..."

Annan once again raised weak doubts.

Noah’s children...the fairy tales they read when they were young were so pure?

"What happened next?"

Maria asked intently.

"Johnny was scared to death later," Salvatore spread his hands, "but he also missed Cherry very much. So he planned to take advantage of the Holy Day in April to mix Cherry with his daughter. In the 'tide of gifts' sent by the Earl, they were smuggled into the Earl's mansion.

"But I think this part is the weakest in logic. If they want to steal the Countess' money, there is no need to come in as a whole. It will be difficult to get out like this."

"What I heard here is that Johnny misses Cherry very much and wants to see her again. That's why Cherry transported herself in... That kind of resurrection spell is also a special ability between them."

Kavni came up with different parts.

Salvatore objected: "But there is no such simple resurrection spell."

"Maybe it was there before?"

"It's impossible. If you want to be resurrected by this method, you must store your soul before cutting yourself open. Then transport the soul in specially... But if it is a mansion covered by the magic of the Imperial Order School, even if it is a soul container The infiltration will also trigger the alarm..."

Salvatore used academic means to immediately point out the unreasonableness of Kafni's version of the fairy tale and conduct a detailed analysis.

"—Okay, Thrall."

"Senior Valtore" angrily stretched out a hand from Salvatore's shoulder, covered his mouth, and made a low and hoarse voice: "No one here wants to know this spell. Reasonable or not..."

"This fairy tale is outrageous if it can be told to children."

Annan couldn't help but shook his head: "How old were you before you heard stories about mutilation and affair? Oh, yes... on the holy day of April, this is what happened in the United Kingdom?"

He suddenly reacted.

Since April is a holy day at the New Year level, this is not the story of Noah.

Is it a short story from a magazine from a neighboring country?

"And you don't look nervous at all."

Annan was a little puzzled: "I thought you were going crazy. I was worried that Kaifni and my sister would go crazy, so I hurried back..."

"Because there is a simple detection ritual arranged on the Philosopher's Stone I gave you."

Salvatore took away the arm of "Senior Valtore" and said with a smile: "When I made this prop, I expected that you might be reluctant to use it and end up unconscious somewhere. ...So I have specially hidden an effect, which can collect the intelligence around you when it is specially triggered by me.

"I felt that you were not panicked at all, and even responded to the enemy in an orderly manner. So I immediately mentioned it to your two highnesses."

He spoke as if casually.

But Annan knows - this is Salvatore trusting Annan enough.

If Annan really did not come back in the end~IndoMTL.com~ Salvatore at the time would undoubtedly have to pay the price for his words.

Salvatore must also know.

But he still chose to believe Annan. In other words, if Annan can't fight against an unpredictable enemy... they may not be able to help. So what he can do is not to cause any additional trouble to Annan.

"Were you just talking about "Johnny and Cherry"?"

After Annan was sacrificed, the tragedian and Sir Silver, who seemed to have stopped in place to discuss for a while, had just returned.

As soon as Sophocles appeared, he showed a somewhat evil smile: "This is not a fairy tale. It is a true story..."

"...what do your followers do?"

Annan asked reflexively.

"How——"

Sophocles' eyes widened suddenly, looking innocent.

He sighed with some sadness: "Your Majesty Tianche, do I actually have such an impression in your mind?"

"Why do you start calling me His Majesty Tianche..."

"——But," he changed the subject, "you guessed half of it right. Well, one-third.

"There are no followers of mine behind this incident. But this story can be passed down..."

When Sophocles said this, he showed a cheerful smile: "The original version of "Johnny and Cherry" was written by me."