Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

Gwendelyn sat on her throne, seemingly brooding, until someone knocked on the door.

She stood up immediately, a bow condensed in her hand, and she asked sharply, "Who is outside the door?"

The mage pushed open the door and walked in. Gwendelin was stunned at first, and then scattered the bow and arrow in her hand. She smiled: "Why did you come back again? Could it be that you are willing to be my Pope?"

"No, I just wanted to ask you a few questions, ma'am."

"For example, where did the dark ring that caused the curse of the undead come from? I saw such a guess in the scroll records in the Lothric library. It's very interesting. Do you want to hear it?"

"...but it doesn't matter."

Gwendelyn's smile disappeared.

"Before King Gwen used himself as firewood to step into the flames for the continuation of the world, at that time, the flames were about to go out. The curse of the undead has spread among human beings, and they will appear on their bodies. Ring of Darkness."

"Humans who have this curse will become immortal, but will gradually lose their memory, humanity, and even their soul over time. Become a walking dead."

"We have reason to speculate, whether it is because King Gwen is afraid that he will have no successor after spreading the fire, which will lead to the end of the rule of the Protoss, so he deliberately spread the curse of the dark ring and let the undead appear. Give them a false mission, and let the undead one after another become a living corpse on the way of spreading fire?"

"This is a lie, a false accusation by those with ulterior motives!"

Gwendelyn's hands were already clenched into fists, and even trembled slightly. But her voice sounded firm.

"You'll have to convince me with evidence, Gwendelyn. Although such speculation in the library is rather irresponsible and quite insulting to Gwynne and the undead who have passed on fire from generation to generation. But at least they have raised a possibility guesswork."

Gwendelin took off her veiled golden helmet, her appearance lived up to the name of the Protoss, especially now that she was trembling with anger, but still forced herself to calm down with tears in her eyes, she had a different kind of charm.

He Shenyan was completely indifferent, he just looked at her expectantly, wanting to know the answer to the question.

"...my father, King Gwen, why he made that choice, no one knows. But he did carry on the world, and for a long time...I sat in Arnor Londri, watching the generations The undead come and go, and very few of them can complete the role. If my father wants to maintain his rule, why choose them?"

"What's more, it is said that it is the rule of the Protoss... We have already existed in name only, haven't we? The eldest brother was exiled, and even his name was forbidden to be mentioned. The eldest sister was loved by others, but was married to another party. And the second sister... . is still in that wandering place, unable to return."

She raised her head and forcibly held back her tears, even if saying these words was to open her scars again: "In the end, only my humble and ugly youngest daughter is left to maintain the overall situation. Even Yanor Ron Dedu is gradually dying out, and the city you see now is better to be called Ilusil rather than Anor Lund."

At the end of her speech, her voice couldn't help trembling, with anger and sadness intertwined in it: "Qing, after I have said this, if you still think so, then please leave."

Silently writing down these words she said, the mage laughed: "I have to admit, I'm starting to like you a little bit, Gwendelyn."

Her cheeks were dyed pink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her ears changed color, she stammered: "Qing-?! What are you talking about! How, how can you be so rude!"

Compared with her excitement, the mage seemed very calm: "You can understand this sentence as you like, for me, it is not your appearance that really makes you attractive - even if you are indeed very beautiful. It's something else."

"Okay, I'm done asking, see you later."

He turned his back, waved his hand, and planned to leave again. But Gwendelyn didn't know why, she hurriedly said, "Where are you going?"

"..." The mage turned around with a strange expression on his face, he didn't speak, but this performance alone made Gwendelin's face even redder.

"Let's put it this way, Gwendline. Neither your statement nor the one recorded in the great library means anything to me. I'll just say it—I'm not from your world, I'm from another world. ."

He thought for a while and said.

"You can think of me as anyone - a madman, a self-righteous arrogant bastard, or a coward who has the power but doesn't do anything. But if I have to choose one, call me a mage ."

"I travel and travel between worlds. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I like this life, it's that I have to. I'm trying to find my world in the starry, endless world... It's hard, even It can't be done, but even if I die, I'm going to die on the way home."

"What happened to your world, I didn't really care at first. After all, for me, it's just to pass the time. But like I said, maybe I'm a hypocritical person, I still want to do something. …”

"But I need a reason, a reason for me to free you from this endless cycle of reincarnation. Doesn't that sound like a lofty one? That's right, that's who I am."

When he was done, he laughed.

"My next thing to do is simple ~www.novelmt.com~ and go around and see if you're worth saving - that's all. Don't expect anything from me, Gwendelyn. I'm not you The imaginary hero is not a knight with virtue. Perhaps, I am more similar to your former Pope."

"Qing and the betrayal... have no resemblance at all."

"Really? But you don't know me, Gwendelin." He Shenyan said with a smile. He blinked: "Sometimes, my heart is so cold that it surprises me. The evil I've done, the life I've killed, is unimaginable. Trust me, you won't want to know."

"Why do you belittle yourself so much?"

"That's not demeaning, my naive lady. Have you been in this palace too long? Why so naive... I'm really not a good person."

Gwendelyn showed a sly smile: "If you are really a villain, why do you want to save me? Why do you want to save us with evil words on your lips?"

"In my opinion, it doesn't matter whether you are a villain or not, for me, sir..."

She didn't go on.