Super Righteous Player
Chapter 863 - 400 Nafry Flamel

Chapter 863: Chapter 400 Nafry Flamel

According to Lin Yiyi’s memory, Bofis should still be outside the city at this time.

She was staying with her childhood friend, Julian, who was also a student of her mother.

Soon after, Bofis’s mother would arrive at the place and teach Julian the "Sky Strike Technique." After he got the hang of it, she would leave again... It should have been almost dark by then.

Although it was unclear where she went, Bofis’s mother seemed to be in a hurry when she left...

"Um—hello?"

Suddenly, Lin Yiyi heard a soft and timid voice.

She turned curiously.

It was the young centaur who had fled like a startled deer moments earlier.

She trotted all the way, her hooves clacking on the road.

When she got close to Lin Yiyi, she deliberately slowed down to avoid bumping into them.

"...Please don’t ask such embarrassing questions."

She whispered and handed over a bamboo basket.

Lin Yiyi took the basket and found it filled with soft pastries, covered with white cloth; beside it were two bottles of milk—not only in glass bottles but also intricately etched on the outside.

"What’s this?"

"...It’s for you."

Her voice was still soft, more deer-like than horse-like. Just being looked at by the two made her seem shy, "You were looking for snacks... I made these. Our shop is not far from here, just over there."

"...Eh?"

Lin Yiyi was taken aback.

We already ate, we weren’t looking for snacks...

But she quickly realized.

What this child saw wasn’t "them looking for snacks," but rather their future of "going to look for snacks and waiting for nightfall."

Jiu’er also quickly understood.

"Wow, is this future vision?"

She couldn’t help but marvel.

"...Eh?!"

Upon hearing this, the little centaur girl was stunned.

Her face suddenly showed a bashful expression, "Ah, I’m sorry... I mixed up the future with the present again. I hope I didn’t cause you any trouble..."

"It’s totally fine. Rather, we are very grateful to you for caring about us, strangers."

Lin Yiyi’s voice softened, switching to her customer service tone, "What’s your name? How should we address you...?"

"I’m Hilda."

The young centaur girl quickly responded, "I know you... Miss Radiance. I watched your fighting festival competition live! From eight years ago!

"That was the first time I saw your Radiance swordsmanship—it was truly beautiful, like a dreamlike radiance!"

Only then did Lin Yiyi realize why she felt so familiar with the way this child looked at her...

Because that was the reaction they got from their fans when they, the streamers, had offline meetings.

...So this elf woman she was playing was a star? Sounded like a star of swordsmanship—and she just happened to be holding a pure white, beautifully crafted rapier, which must have been this "Miss Radiance’s" weapon.

Lin Yiyi suddenly felt a bit guilty.

...How could she run into someone she knew?

Not just an acquaintance, but even a fan...

The problem was, she couldn’t use a sword at all!

If you asked Lin Yiyi to perform a set of stick tricks, she was well-practiced, even able to perform monkey-like moves.

But she had hardly ever used a sword—except for the very beginning, when she came to the land of mist, she used it briefly. Once she changed her job, she never used it again.

—She felt indeed the stick was more handy than the sword.

This was Lin Yiyi’s true feeling.

Not only was it easier to injure herself, but if she didn’t use the right way of exerting force, she could also easily damage the blade. Against those tin-can type of enemies, she barely had a way to fight back ... a big iron stick might actually be more practical.

With the help of professional skills, she could even parry arrows with a stick effortlessly—it was basically like being a weapons master, although she still couldn’t block bullets from a flintlock.

Even when she touched a rolling pin in reality, it felt more natural.

Many times when she picked up a rolling pin, she would instinctively twirl it in one hand — to the point where she started giving Four Concealed Triplets weird looks.

Unfortunately, Four Concealed Triplets had grown up and had become obedient, leaving no excuses to hit them again...

"Hello, Hilda."

As Lin Yiyi thought this, fearing that Hilda might request something like, "Please show me the Streaming Light Swords Technique again," she quickly changed the subject from Miss Streaming Light: "This is Nafry."

"...So it’s Miss Nafry!"

Hilda was shocked and very politely bowed deeply to Jiu’er, who was playing "Nafry": "Hello, Miss Nafry!"

"You’ve heard of her name as well?"

Lin Yiyi feigned a surprised expression.

She probed Hilda for more information.

The innocent Hilda had no idea and simply nodded, answering as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "Of course! You are Lord Ernest Flamel’s daughter, are you not?"

"So, what do you think of Lord Ernest Flamel?"

Lin Yiyi asked gently.

Hilda, however, just shook her head.

"My father told me that Lord Flamel is a remarkable scholar," Hilda said earnestly. "Although he was not very friendly towards the Curse Energy technology and made many frightening statements ... I believe that he truly is a great scholar.

"His ’Multi-track Complex Ritual,’ invented over thirty years ago, and the ’Ritual Procedures’ he established when he was young, are now included in our textbooks."

"...Textbooks?"

Lin Yiyi was suddenly stunned.

Were there such things as textbooks in this era?

Seemingly misunderstanding Lin Yiyi’s reaction, Hilda’s expression stiffened slightly, and she quietly explained, "After all, we are not like Elves who inherently possess a Silver Soul ... Our lives are short, so I think schools are necessary ...

"His Majesty the Emperor also only said that charging fees was not allowed, but he didn’t say we couldn’t build schools..."

From this sentiment,

Elves don’t need to go to school?

Lin Yiyi was somewhat surprised.

No wonder, the young lady Jiu’er was portraying, at her age, at this time, could still afford to roam outside...

... But that also made sense.

After all, Elves have the Silver Soul, naturally possessing a ’universal genius’ level of talent. In any field, they wouldn’t face a shortage of talents ... so universal basic education was indeed unnecessary for Elves.

They could go directly into higher education — of course, many Elves chose not to receive any education at all, perhaps only inheriting family crafts at most.

With the technology of Curse Energy, they could live comfortably without any effort. Those Elves who did strive were merely pursuing the realization of their own values.

Lin Yiyi suddenly understood why Elves were so resistant to abolishing Curse Energy technology and why they were so eager to sign up to sacrifice a group of people to create a specimen archive, seemingly completely indifferent to their own lives.

This kind of selfish yet selfless mentality was not actually contradictory.

Elves, with their Silver Souls, naturally would not degrade and had exceedingly high moral standards. This ensured that when they needed to make sacrifices, almost everyone could step forward without anyone fleeing at the last moment.

But corresponding to this... the overly convenient Curse Energy technology had made most Elves’ lives corrupt. They had fully adapted to this lifestyle — not just over one or two generations, but it had already become a racial tradition of arrogance and laziness.

From birth to death, from their close friends and families to strangers they did not know, everyone followed a lifestyle shaped by ’Curse Energy technology.’

All Elves led happy and leisurely lives from birth until death, never encountering any setbacks.

Modern people of Aesirland, of course, knew that without Curse Energy, life could still go on. But to the Elves, this was akin to denying modern humans the use of electricity — plunging them into panic.

Not knowing how to work, entertain themselves, or live. Everyone was unsure of their new role in a ’power-less’ society, needing to rearrange all the societal norms — almost like facing the apocalypse.

Probably, the Elves’ panic at the lack of Curse Energy was also a situation like this.