Chapter 691 Nightmare

How terrifying would it be for a person to fall into the abyss of a nightmare?

I don't know, but I think, Princess Analita, she must know.

Since Taylor's treatment for her entered the advanced stage, she woke up screaming almost every night.

At the same time, it also awakened me, a person with a shallow sleep.

The tree house is still very conscientious and specially reinforced Princess Analita's room to prevent too much sound from leaking out. But to my ears, it still sounded like a dying girl venting her pain.

The room door opens automatically because the treehouse recognizes me.

In the room, Princess Analita was covered in sweat and panting heavily. Her face was as pale as a piece of printing paper, and her bloodshot eyes were filled with fear and panic.

She hid under the quilt, and Susan and Belle sat on their knees beside the bed, one holding her hand and the other praying.

"what happened?"

"Another nightmare."

Susan was like an older sister comforting her younger sister, constantly stroking her palms, trying to soothe her fearful heart: "It's been several days. If this continues, she won't be able to hold on."

I rubbed my messy white hair: "Maybe I won't be able to hold on anymore. I haven't slept well for several days."

"Feel sorry."

Princess Analita's voice was small, but her sincere apology could be heard.

"It's not your fault." I sighed and said to Susan: "You and Belle go to my room and sleep with Phoenix and the others. I will take care of you here."

"You're not gonna make it," Susan worried.

"No." I forced a smile at her: "What I have experienced before is much scarier and more difficult than this."

"correct."

Before Susan and Belle went out, I called them and said, "Remember to put Remy on the bed too, the bed is big enough."

After closing the door, there were only Princess Analita and me in the room.

I moved a chair and sat next to her, and asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling better?"

She nodded stiffly.

"Well" I nodded slightly: "Although doing this may cause you discomfort, I still have to ask, princess, what on earth were you dreaming of when you are so frightened?"

Her body began to tremble slightly again, but luckily, not much.

Swallowing, she murmured: "Sword."

Weapons such as swords can be ranked first in the "Most Favorite Weapon Ranking" in Zephyr Continent.

The elves use swords, the humans use swords, the orcs use swords, and even many goblins and dwarves use swords.

I guess the sword in Princess Analita's mouth is probably related to the sword that hurt her.

However, if you want to know the truth, you still have to start with the princess.

"What sword?" I asked, "What kind of sword?"

"It seems to be the sword of our elves," she said hesitantly.

It's not her fault. It would be extremely difficult for anyone to recall a detail in a nightmare.

What's more, her brain was injured and has not yet healed.

"Can you remember who the sword holder is?" I asked, "or what does it look like?"

"No, I don't know." Princess Analita shook her head slightly. Then, she held her head tightly and shook it, still muttering: "I don't know, I don't know."

After a while, she calmed down: "I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." I shook my head: "I don't blame you."

"I really can't remember what it looks like." She pulled the quilt: "Its face and even its body are covered with a thick layer of fog. I can't see anything clearly. I can't see through it no matter what. , I only remember a sword, a sword that we would wear with us. I can’t even remember the shape of the sword. I only know that it came over and hit the back of my neck. My head hurt very much. very painful."

"If you can't remember, don't forget it." He picked up the towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Go to sleep, sleep again, you need to rest."

"But" her eyes were wide open, still full of fear: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, it will bother me again."

"Nightmares don't keep haunting a weak girl. That would be ungentlemanly."

"Nightmares can also be gentlemanly?"

"Of course, otherwise why hasn't it come to me?" I smiled: "Because it is a gentleman, and I am a scoundrel."

Princess Analita slept soundly in her second sleep.

I watched over her all night.

A sleepless night is nothing to me, at least, after experiencing that nightmare-like life.

During those days, I was very weak, like a rabbit running away in a hurry but with nowhere to escape.

I just want to live, but some people want me to die.

I was scared to death, really, like a lost ant feeling when facing a human being who is like a god.

And when my sword penetrated deeply into a fresh and strong body, bathed in warm blood and tasted the salty taste, I breathed in the breath of survival.

From that moment on, I was alive again.

After bandaging my scarred body, I began to become cunning and cruel.

No, only cruelty.

My cunning is also born for cruelty.

Traps, sneak attacks, assassinations, neck slitting, kicking in the crotch, gouging out eyes, everything is possible.

Each living body, full of murderous intent towards me, twitches and falls in a pool of blood, and I feel more happy and relaxed.

Those people, those who want to kill me, those who want to kill me because they covet my meager wealth.

They all turned into floor tiles that I stepped on—human flesh floor tiles.

As the number of floor tiles increased, the number of small guilds became smaller and smaller, and then the number of medium-sized guilds also began to decrease.

My killing skills have become more sophisticated as a result.

Later, large guilds also began to become alert.

Even the five major guilds have offered rewards.

At this point, I just gave up.

Because at that time, I happened to meet the little guy who stole my money and the silly Phoenix.

That little guy may not know it even now, but I already knew that she was the guy who stole my gold coins back then.

Even though she can fly.

Its daybreak.

I was almost punished because I spent a night alone with Princess Analita in her room without permission.

Fortunately, Susan, Belle, and Princess Analita interceded at the same time, and I was spared.

After that, I discussed Princess Analita's matter with Cagalli and the others, and told them: "What the old man meant, in the final stage of treatment, this situation is likely to happen every night."

"What should we do?" Cagalli said, "We can't leave her alone in the room, right?"

"It's better that I accompany her."

After saying this, I saw several girls starting to gear up, with ferocious expressions on their faces. I quickly explained: "During this special period, I can't watch the lovely girls sleepless nights."

"Well, I am very touched by what you said." Susan tilted her head and smiled: "However, if the president wants to beat you because of this, I will not plead for you."

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