Super Righteous Player
Chapter 328 - 326: Talking in Sleep, The Graceful One_1

Chapter 328: Chapter 326: Talking in Sleep, The Graceful One_1

In the ruins of the Elves, the sky had completely darkened.

But unlike the outside world, not a single star could be seen in the sky aside from the moon... Perhaps because everywhere shimmered with a bluish glow.

There were also globes of light similar to fireflies, suspended at different heights in the void. Elegant whispers murmured softly in Annan’s ears.

Of course, Annan couldn’t see those ghosts with necks like potted plants, but unfortunately... he had already known the true nature of these firefly-like lights when he had borrowed Xitan Pulan’s perspective.

For someone who knew nothing, this was undoubtedly a beautiful scene—

The ruins glowing faintly with light, imbued with a sense of history, and light globes that floated in the void like soap bubbles, swaying. Under the quiet moonlit sky, a gentle and slightly cool night breeze...

But for Annan, who knew the truth, the other invisible scene might be more sanity-draining.

— Those bubble-like light globes were actually heads one after the other.

Behind the heads, there were necks as elastic as Luffy’s, floating gravely and serenely without gravity...

...In some ways, it was better not to know.

Strange low hums faintly arose in Annan’s ears.

Unsurprisingly, Annan soon achieved the first objective of his trip:

[You have acquired a new mark "Low-level Influence: Elegant Whispers"]

[If not removed in time, you will fall into a random nightmare with the keyword "Elves" seven days later (Difficulty: Hard).]

Though the freshness period of seven days was short, it was enough for Annan to complete his advancement.

"...So this is ’Elegant Whispers’ huh?"

Annan felt somewhat conflicted.

Just as he couldn’t understand his grandmother’s words, he couldn’t make out exactly what these ghosts were saying.

But he could sense what it was.

Without a doubt.

These were the dreamy murmurs emitted by the elven heads floating around his ears...

Legendary elegant sleeptalk.

If one were proficient in the elven language, perhaps they could discern the general meaning from these vague and intermittent whispers.

But if someone could not see those Spiritual Bodies floating in the air, they might take it for a "low, solemn prayer created by the lingering will of Elves from days past."

...Indeed, distance creates beauty.

One wonders if there’s also such a thing as elegant teeth grinding.

"By the way, how goes your wonderful dream?"

With his hands clasped behind his back, Annan looked at the child in front of him, taking backward steps as he walked.

He looked at the wandering child with a smile that was not quite a smile, pure-eyed yet teasing: "Does it feel like you’ve returned to the days of your youth?"

Annan had already seized the opportunity to reveal that he could see the precise locations of the players. And with the child’s stream interrupted, Annan could still see his situation... This could further lead the players to overlook the possibility that "Annan might also be able to see the stream."

On the other hand, Annan was fully aware of the character he had crafted for himself.

He was playing the role of an early-matured, fourteen-year-old noble boy.

And his current favorability level with the child was "Trust," generally meaning "a friend who is considered somewhat reliable."

Therefore, it made perfect sense for Annan to rush over and tease the child immediately after seeing his innocent behavior in the nightmare.

That’s the most natural act!

It’s not that Annan wanted to laugh at him!

Of course, that’s also part of it... somewhat...

"How did you even think of that?"

Annan let out a somewhat exaggerated sound, "That level of topic even gives me the creeps watching it.

"Hey, do you not like her or something? Is that why you used that topic to push her away? Or was it all an act?"

"...A little bit of both, but not entirely."

The wandering child touched his head helplessly and responded, "I really do get that nervous in front of a strange, beautiful girl—ahem, sorry, I swore... But I’m at this age now, and I’m quite aware of my own issues."

Even though the character he’s crafted this time looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, his real age is actually approaching thirty, an uncle-level person.

Even his real self is beginning to go bald.

Every time he goes out, he carefully combs his hair, letting the slightly longer parts cover the thinner areas...

"If I truly liked her, I definitely wouldn’t talk to her like that. But it’s not like I hate her either... Who could hate such a cute girl?"

The wandering child let out a gentle sigh, "I’m just distancing myself in this way, reminding myself—that all of this is just an illusion, not to get addicted; the person I’m pretending to be is, after all, not me.

"But I didn’t deliberately show I disliked her. Otherwise, with Bofis’s personality, she would probably be very upset.

"So I just didn’t hide it, showing my most genuine, dumbest side. Of course, I wouldn’t talk to people like that normally... or I might get beaten up."

What the child said outwardly was that the "Bofis in the nightmares" was a fictitious lover in a dream.

But Annan could also hear.

What the child actually meant was that "the feelings in this world are all fake". Even though players have now generally understood that this game is a transmigration interface disguised as a game.

But to the child, even if the mechanism for transmigration always existed and they could live with Annan for a lifetime... it would still always be a relationship separated by a world.

So it wasn’t that he deliberately distanced himself from Bofis.

But also didn’t want to deliberately start hating that pure girl.

He just unreservedly showed his clumsy side—just to cut off his own thoughts.

He seemed to have heard of this tactic somewhere...

Annan’s expression became subtly complex.

...Are you some kind of matchmaking expert?

Though he was walking backwards, Annan did not stumble.

He didn’t use his eyes nor rely on memory or the sense of touch on the soles of his feet to identify the direction. It was simply by sensing his surroundings that he was able to "see" obstacles behind him.

He was deliberately training his perceptual abilities.

With Annan’s perception attributes, he could now fully dodge based on perception like Jude does. His perception range was even a bit larger than Jude’s.

And Annan also held a part-time job as a Silver Knight.

His agility attribute—that is, reaction speed—was clearly much faster than Jude’s.

Annan was confident... that if he could refine his perceptual abilities to Jude’s level of proficiency, he was more than 90% certain he could catch the arrow that Defu used to instantly kill Jude.

After all, Defu at that stage did not yet have Transcendent abilities related to arrows.

Even bullets could be intercepted by the Wall of Stagnation. Not to mention arrows, which were much slower and larger than bullets.

The child had no choice but to open his live stream and report to his teammates that he was safe.

"I’ve come out of the nightmare; the period in the nightmare was when the Elves were still thriving... This seems to be a new type of instance without a main quest, called ’Public Nightmare.’ I think this might be a kind of open-world..." Hey, Your Highness Annan! That’s really high—"

The child watched as Annan walked backwards to the edge of a large pit, closed his eyes, leapt backwards with force, and his expression suddenly changed to one of nervous concern as he quickened his pace and rushed over.

The chat in the live stream he just opened was immediately full of "LMAO".

"—Amazing, live streaming Annan jumping off a building."

"—’Wandering child, you just don’t get it, do you?’"

"—Hold on, how do you watch the child’s stream?"

"This isn’t my fault aaaaaah!"

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