WTYTIAAN Chapter 222

Chapter 222

After that, things proceeded as Yan Yunqing remembered.

He accidentally caused a big commotion, and the Mermaid Miss, in order for her plan to be carried out smoothly, casually helped him out, allowing him to escape the fate of being put on the auction block—

She just didn’t expect that this kind-hearted cat-person would turn around and buy her, starting that somewhat absurd escape plan.

Cornelia: ……

Cornelia had no choice. Just as the auction house was experiencing a third-party force, with its target clearly aimed at Fei Wu, and her plan had been completely disrupted, she went with the flow and left with the cat-person.

Then, at just the right moment, she let the cat-person discover that she had woken up, disguised herself as a fragile white lotus, and told the cat-person that she was only there to find her sister.

Cornelia nonchalantly walked ahead, her gaze searching the surrounding city walls for that non-existent “dog hole.” “Before, my sister suddenly disappeared. I heard from the tribe that she was seen helping a drowning person ashore, but I waited by the rocks on the shore for several days and didn’t see her return. I was a little worried, so I thought about coming ashore to look for her.”

Of course, it wasn’t for this reason. Her good sister had already been killed by her own hand.

Cornelia thought: But it’s not wrong for her to say she’s here to find her sister. Compared to the one who has turned into bubbles, Bessie is more suitable to be her sister.

Twelve years ago, she was too weak to reach Bessie’s side before she left.

The cat-person was curious, “The person your sister saved wouldn’t be some prince, right? And then that prince said he wanted to marry your sister, your sister was moved by the prince, so she followed him?”

Cornelia couldn’t help but take another look at Yan Yunqing, almost sneering out loud and saying, “He’s worthy?”

However, Cornelia remembered her disguised image. Although she was a little disgusted by this description, she still answered Yan Yunqing’s question. Of course, she substituted the one who had turned into bubbles.

“No… of course not. My sister is the next queen of the Sea Clan. How could she casually abandon her people and go ashore to marry a prince?”

Cornelia said nonchalantly, but in her heart, she sneered at her own words. If her good ‘sister’ encountered such a thing, it was really uncertain whether she would be willing to go ashore and marry a prince, after all, she was foolish and arrogant.

“But you might be right about one thing,” Cornelia said. “The drowning person my sister saved seems to really be a prince.”

Even a king.

Cornelia inconspicuously cast a glance in the direction of the royal palace, her eyes filled with ambiguity, and the power within her body also showed a faint tendency to stir.

She closed her eyes and forcefully suppressed that restless power.

Cornelia obtained the inheritance of Siren, the mermaid princess who had fallen thousands of years ago, deep in the underwater prison.

It was also this inheritance that made her miss Bessie’s life. If she could have come out of Siren’s trial faster, perhaps she could have found Bessie sooner, saved Bessie… or at least, been able to see her one last time.

However, Siren’s inheritance made her sleep for three more months in the underwater prison. By the time Cornelia stumbled upon Bessie, Bessie had already passed away.

But if Cornelia hadn’t found this inheritance, as a still young hybrid mermaid, Cornelia wouldn’t even have had the chance to find Bessie by chance.

Cornelia reopened her eyes, once again revealing that fragile and sorrowful expression.

“I’m a hybrid mermaid, after going ashore, I turned into the appearance of a human. I pretended to be with…”

She came this time to avenge Bessie, and also to see… Bessie’s child.

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Yan Yunqing straightened out the whole process of how he was deceived from Cornelia’s fragmented words, and could only sigh that he was too easily deceived back then.

No, he wasn’t completely deceived. He just didn’t want to dwell on it too much, and acted as if he had been completely deceived.

In fact, when his system showed the NPC label, he immediately saw Cornelia’s level—a clear Lv.60. This strength could be considered a small powerhouse, how could she be defenseless and captured by ordinary humans, and even put on the auction block.

At that time, Yan Yunqing only thought that Cornelia was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger… Well, Cornelia was indeed pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, but she also deceived his innocent little kitten along the way.

Yan Yunqing sighed silently.

For that Ms. Bessie who lived in Cornelia’s narration.

This world is experiencing tragedies all the time, the tragedy of Sunset Village, the tragedy of Karenna, the tragedy of Jeffnica and them in Freedom City, the tragedy of Bessie…

Even Isabel and Divic, who are strong enough, can’t guarantee that their people will be spared from persecution.

Yan Yunqing felt his tail being grabbed, turned his head and saw that Peroth’s fingertips were wrapped around his tail, circling it like playing with a cat toy.

Yan Yunqing: ……

Yan Yunqing silently pulled out his tail and slapped it on Peroth’s face.

As a mount, just be a mount honestly, don’t do these fancy things!

Peroth, wearing Yuchier’s shell, didn’t change his expression much, but his eyes became much stickier—Merlin withdrew his gaze and clicked his tongue in his heart: Don’t turn him into his reward.

Speaking of which, his friend, whom he hadn’t seen for many years, still had the same ‘good popularity’ as always.

Digging out the dusty memories, Cornelia originally thought she would be sad for a while, but every time she recalled the time she was still at Bessie’s house, it was such a beautiful dream. Whenever she felt that she couldn’t continue, she always felt that she could grit her teeth and persevere.

Cornelia’s hatred hadn’t been completely eliminated. The last time she used Joker’s hand to attract attention, she had already attacked the Bato King. Due to the numerous guards around him, unless he died on the spot, there was still a risk of being rescued, so Cornelia poisoned him with a poison from the sea.

This poison is relatively rare, and it is produced by a special plant in the depths of the sea. It is difficult for these humans who live on land all year round to detect it immediately. Once they miss the best time for treatment, the poisoned person can only watch himself gradually fester and rot, smelling rotten!

As for making the Bato King childless, it was just a small blindfold that Cornelia added to her poison to ensure that the poison could be hidden longer.

However, after Alice expressed her desire to ascend to the throne, Cornelia instead tried to save the Bato King’s life. Alice is still young, and there are still a bunch of older siblings left by the Bato King. If the Bato King dies now, it will be really difficult for Alice to ascend to the throne.

You say that the child finally has a goal, she, as a good godmother, can’t make things difficult for the child.

Cornelia could only pinch her nose and save the life of her enemy, but fortunately, Alice became more and more outstanding in just half a year, which made Cornelia extremely gratified.

Even the half-dead Bato King looked a little more pleasing.

After Alice ascends the throne, let Alice handle that old thing herself.

Although the Bato King is Alice’s father, in a sense, the Bato King is also the enemy who killed Alice’s mother and the family of her grandparents.

And that Augreir Queen…

Cornelia was thinking about how to dismember her enemies, and the frown that was tightly furrowed because of narrating that past relaxed a little, but Alice’s mood became more and more depressed.

No one would remain calm after suddenly learning of such a life experience.

Alice is, after all, just a little girl who is almost fourteen years old, a genuine child.

Cornelia also noticed Alice’s unusualness, but she also knew that Alice needed to slowly understand this kind of thing, so she just patted her head, and just wanted to say something, when suddenly her footsteps stopped.

Cornelia closed her eyes and sensed for a long time before opening her eyes.

“…That bishop stopped.”

Yan Yunqing came to life when he heard this.

They came this time not only to listen to Cornelia’s past, but the most important thing was to track the Light Church Bishop of Castella City.

“We’re there?” Yan Yunqing opened his small map.

The small map showed mountains all around, he zoomed out a little to look, and there was nothing special.

Isabel, upon hearing this, had a hint of fighting spirit on her face, as if she was ready to rush out and kill a large number of enemies at any time.

Merlin patted her arm, signaling her to calm down.

Alice also cheered up.

Cornelia thought for a while, “He really stopped, shall we continue?”

“Continue, let’s go up and see what’s here.”

Cornelia nodded and quickened her pace, leading them in one direction.

After walking for about ten minutes, they stopped at the entrance of a mountain village.

“This…” Alice hesitated and looked around, finding that it was indeed an ordinary small mountain village. The only difference was that this small mountain village hidden in the Banot Mountains was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and everywhere was hung with silk flowers made of red cloth. Some of them looked a little old, but they were washed clean and hung on the branches.

From time to time, musical sounds from unknown instruments came from the small mountain village, accompanied by the children’s laughter and the adults’ singing, which could be heard vaguely.

“Could it be that they are holding some kind of sacrificial activity?” Alice hesitated, “But in my impression, there seems to be no sacrificial ceremony to any god that requires red silk flowers…”

How come it sounds like laughter and happy voices?

In Alice’s memory, the sacrificial activities of the gods are solemn and solemn. Even though it is no longer the era of gods, certain habits are still retained.

Even the most peaceful and close-to-the-people gods would not allow their people to laugh and sing so presumptuously at the sacrifice, that is disrespect to the gods.

Cornelia also frowned. She inherited Siren’s power, but not Siren’s memory. She might not know as much about the secrets of these god sacrifices as Alice did.

“Eh… could this be…” Merlin seemed to remember something and looked in Yan Yunqing’s direction.

Perhaps reminded by Merlin’s action, the rest of them all thought of the same thing as Merlin, and their gazes fell on the little black cat.

Yan Yunqing also felt surprised.

Because he recognized it at the first sight of this small mountain village, this small mountain village—was holding a wedding.

Look at these big red silk flowers, listen to the festive suona sounds, this is clearly the routine commonly used in rural areas of the Blue Star Flower Country when holding a wedding.

But this is a different world with a Western fantasy background?

Where did the big red silk flowers and suona sounds come from? Wait, could this wedding be planned and held by players?

Thinking of this, Yan Yunqing quickly pulled up the panel, and sure enough, he saw several player icons displayed near the small map.

Players, ubiquitous.

How can players be found everywhere? These players, like brown pigtails, stand in every corner.

Horrifying.

Yan Yunqing turned his head and found that Merlin and the others were all looking at him, and couldn’t help but slowly type a question mark, “What’s wrong?”

The air fell silent for a moment, but the cheerful and festive music in the background became clearer.

Before Merlin and the others could speak, a group of people passed by near the entrance of the village. Someone with sharp eyes saw Yan Yunqing and his group, and looked over curiously a few times, but didn’t come up to talk to them.

However, a few children ran up, looking at them with great curiosity, and the leading boy asked in a childish voice: “Are you also guests coming to attend my eldest sister’s wedding today?”