Chapter 3247 Sad Alice

After eating and drinking, little princess Analetta, who was more familiar with the Elf Forest than me, took the initiative to act as a guide and took the Blue Witch around the Elf Forest for the first time.

I, on the other hand, took the naughty Becky on a magic airship to the island where the maker Luke was.

While riding on the magic airship, Becky exclaimed, had all kinds of fun, and ran around all over the airship, almost unable to stop for a moment.

Although it looks crazy, this is what a little girl should look like.

After half a day, the airship arrived at its destination and landed slowly.

What greeted me was the maker Luke himself.

The little old man is still like that, looking frail and harmless to humans and animals. If someone doesn't know the inside story, no one can guess that he is one of the rulers of the demon world.

"Hey, Luke, hello, I'll go!"

Just in the middle of saying hello, I was hit by a sudden huge force and fell down the escalator.

Fortunately, my position was less than five meters from the ground at this time. Even if I fell, I would not be injured. However, this kind of running, jumping and bumping into people is impolite and dangerous.

I got up from the ground, looked around, and quickly found the culprit—as expected, this reckless guy was none other than Becky!

"It's very dangerous, little guy!" I shouted angrily, waving my fist.

However, Becky didn't notice me at all. At this moment, she was looking at the tall and thin old man in front of her with surprise and disbelief.

After a while, she murmured: "Are you, old man?"

Luke didn't answer, but chuckled twice, raised his big hand, and stroked Becky's head lovingly.

This wordless movement made Becky's tear glands collapse in an instant. Crystal tears, like streams, kept flowing out of the corners of her eyes, and flowed down her young face, gathered on her chin, and then dripped down, getting wet. The skirt of clothes is stained with the soil.

Then, she flew up, threw herself into Luke's arms, cried bitterly, and let out the grievances she had accumulated for thousands of years.

In this situation, even if I deliberately wanted to take the opportunity to 'blackmail' Luke, I couldn't say anything.

Forget it, today is their reunion day, so I won’t join in the fun.

Thinking of this, I spread my hands, made a gesture to Luke to see you later, got on the airship, and left.

Luke just looked at me calmly, but I knew that he would definitely thank me again, but the current atmosphere was not suitable for talking about similar things.

After leaving here, I went to Dragon Island again, met with the evil dragon Spitz, and chatted for a while.

Spitz was very interested in my journey to the Demon Realm, thinking that my performance in the Demon Realm was pretty good, and jokingly mocking the way of existence in the Demon Realm - chaotic and barbaric.

When I mentioned that someone had established a sect that believed in the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, Spitz sneered at this and said: "Those people just want to gain power through faith."

“Can I still gain strength with the help of faith?”

I asked curiously.

"Of course," Spitz said, "This behavior is equivalent to creating a god."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be surprised: "Creator God?!"

Spitz nodded the huge dragon head, and then said: "Yes, the creator god, but don't compare this kind of god with the great will. The great will is the real god, and the created god, but It is an existence that possesses powerful power and can bestow strength on believers. Its status is probably equivalent to the core in the puppet's body."

Understand, that is to say, the created gods are not gods at all. They are just existences like batteries that can recharge believers when needed.

"Then as a created god, apart from giving power to believers, what benefits will it gain?"

"Benefits?" Spitz thought for a moment and said, "Maybe, it can make the gods look more powerful and majestic? Well, that's probably it."

As soon as I said this, I immediately felt that becoming a god was not a good thing. Not only could I not gain stronger strength, but I also had to share my power with others. It was simply not worth the gain.

I was disappointed with becoming a god, so I started a new topic.

After chatting for about a long time, dusk has arrived. At Spitz's invitation, I stayed one night on Long Island and tasted Long Island's special dish - Dragon's Breath Grilled Fish.

The fish is an unknown giant fish that is extremely large, even several times larger than a whale. After being roasted by the dragon's breath, a delicious fragrance soon emerges.

Although the texture of this fish is not as tender as that of crucian carp, the feeling of chewing it is extremely satisfying.

While eating like crazy, I exclaimed: "This is the bold way a man should eat!"

Spitz was carrying a giant grilled fish and was biting into it while nodding his head to express his agreement with my idea.

Soon it was time to go to bed.

The dragons all lie down on the ground to sleep. After all, the dragon scales are thick and the dragon skin is very warm. It can be said that they are not afraid of the cold and heat, and ignore the scratches.

But I can't. My skin is not rough, and my flesh is not thick. Lying on the cold beach, I will suffer from insomnia because of the cold, and I will also suffer from frostbite, which is diarrhea because of the cold.

So I asked Spitz for a bunch of leaves, piled them together, and made a fairly soft cushion.

The feeling of lying on it is not as comfortable as sleeping on the mattress on the airship, but it is still manageable.

Anyway, if I want to sleep in the airship, I definitely can't chat with Spitz while I'm feeling sleepy.

As the sky dawned, I stood up, said goodbye to Spitz, called the airship, and left Dragon Island.

Then it’s time to return to Moonlight City.

After landing, I went straight to the Moonlight Tavern.

When they entered the tavern, they saw Shallan and Alice drinking wine and chatting with Sosia.

Seeing that it was me, Alice asked eagerly with a longing look on her face: "Where's Xilan? Have you found him?"

I nodded: "Found it."

"Where is he?" Alice asked, "Is he here?"

"No" I shook my head: "He didn't come, and he can't come back again."

When Alice heard this, her beautiful eyes instantly lost their luster. After a while, she murmured: "What's wrong with Xi Lan?"

"Xi Lan, he died" I said, "died in the hands of his best friend."

"What!" Alice was distraught: "Xi Lan was killed by his best friend? How could this be possible? Who killed him? Do you know? Who killed him?"

"It's a man named Barn," I said, "You should have heard of this man."

"Barn. Could it be said that Barn is a dagger master, Barn?"

Alice's expression was both stunned and sad, and she couldn't speak for a long time.