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Alana: "My sister, you might be chopped by the one who has become a paladin."
Marika did not answer immediately. After all, she had not stayed in front of the king for more than five seconds since she knew that the king had become a paladin. Even if she wanted to report something, she would report it through the sound stone, or convey it through Elizabeth or Rosalie.
There were also many Lancelot paladins on the island, and Marika used her ability to move in the shadows to get around them.
After all, it is the duty of a paladin to draw his sword against a drow elf. A paladin regards everything as a test for himself. He might think that defeating a drow elf and stroking Brian's former shadow blade is an excellent test.
Alana suddenly laughed out loud. "It seems that not being able to show up in front of that person has had a big impact on you."
"No." Marika denied, "I am like this only because I can't be with Her Royal Highness the Princess as often as before."
Elizabeth must be sticking to the king all day long, so Marika can't be by Elizabeth's side most of the time. She can only wait until the king goes to bed with Rosalie at night, and then appear and have a good talk with Elizabeth when she is alone.
But Marika didn't feel lonely, because she was Elizabeth's shadow guardian, and it was supposed to be that way.
Appearing before Elizabeth so frequently before was just a beautiful dream.
Alana laughed, "My sister, hanging out with nice people really does make you weak."
Franka: "Her evil has revived! I didn't expect it to recover so quickly! This girl is evil to the core!"
“Yeah,” Marika replied. “So do you know her full plan? If you do, I’m going to kill her.”
Alanna: "Killing your own sister? You are still a drow in the end!"
Parricide is very common among the drow, especially among members of the prominent bloodline who can inherit the position of the matriarch. It is not uncommon for them to kill each other and fight against each other.
It can even be said that a large part of the evil of the drow elves comes from this habit of kinslaying.
Now that Marika kills Alanna, she admits that she is still an evil drow. If she wants to become a good drow as in the legend, then Alanna will definitely be spared.
Marika: "You are betting on my possibility of being good, right? My sister, you will not give up hope of living until the last moment. We evil creatures are like this. Even if we become insects and sell out all our dignity and pride, we will still want to live. On the contrary, those kind people will let kindness and nobility become their epitaphs.
“When you think about it this way, we are really pathetic.”
Alana: "That's right, we are so pathetic, so let me go and become the noble person you expect me to be."
Marika directly stabbed the knife into her neck: "Don't get me wrong, I just cut your tendons just now, just to give Franka time to invade your mind and learn your plan. I have no intention of letting you go, and I don't want to become a kind drow like a certain double-blade ranger.
"I have long accepted my evil nature, and have been working hard to make this evil play its due role in the cause of the Savior Team.
"You know, sister, sometimes good people are subject to too many restrictions, and there are some things that need to be done by us evil guys.
"Just like now, without any trial or reason, the drow mistress who had actually surrendered was beheaded. This is something that only an evil creature like me can do - the king could have done it, but now he is a paladin of Typhon, so he probably can't do it.
"So, I'm the only one left, sister."
As Marika spoke, she slowly pulled out the knife, and almost at the moment of pulling out the knife, blood spurted out from her pulse.
Alana had her last moments left, and she glared at Marika.
Marika: "Don't worry, sister. I won't give you a chance to revive. Your body will be completely burned to ashes and then scattered in the night sky. Please say hello to the mother you killed."
Chapter 394 Zhuo Er's Past
After slowly putting down her sister's body, Franca asked, "Will you just kill my sister like this?"
"No, I was sure of it when I killed her just now. This is the shadow dancer of my dear sister. After staying in the human world for thirteen years, I can't even tell the difference between the shadow dancer and my real sister." Marika smiled self-deprecatingly, "Think about it carefully, how could the mistress be here to carry out the poisoning job?"
Franka: "Shadow Dancer?"
Marika looked at the body on the ground and said, “To be precise, I am my sister’s childhood sweetheart. I grew up with my sister and received education together. From birth, I was destined to die for my sister one day.
"I give up. Her performance is too perfect. Even considering the fact that I haven't seen my sister for thirteen years..."
Franka: "It's terrible. I ate part of her consciousness and thought she was your sister."
"Shadow Dancers are trained like this." Marika pulled out the name tag from the Shadow Dancer's neck. "They are even required to think and act like their masters in order to deceive those complex and cunning detection magics."
Franca: "I don't know whether I should admire you or be afraid of you. So what happened between you two in the past? Why do you look at each other with envy as soon as you meet?"
"It's nothing serious, just the common conspiracy and vendetta in Moss Brian. I killed the whole family of a female warrior named Roland, including all her male slaves.
"Then she exacted her revenge and killed my most beloved mentor."
Franka: "Wait a minute! Drow, the most beloved? Are you sure you didn't mistake other feelings for love?"
Marika was silent.
Franka: Don't be silent!
"The teacher said that it has been too long and I don't remember the hatred I felt at that time very clearly. I only remember that I chased that enemy and came all the way to Langdon City.
"I was seriously injured and my supplies were exhausted. Landon City is a commercial city with all kinds of strange people, so I sneaked into the city temporarily, but I don't know where to find enemies, nor do I know how to survive in a human city.
"I have to cover my skin and beg for food on the street. I know that if the drow go to the red light district, they may sell it for a good price, but the last drow's dignity prevents me from doing so.
"In the world of the drow, prostitutes can only be men, and proud drow women are the leaders of the entire race."
Franka: "I can feel that you are really miserable."
Marika: "It was very miserable. To make a living, I could only do some sewer cleaning work. After all, in the sewers, most of the targets would die before they noticed that I was a drow elf."
"Wait a minute!" Franka interrupted Marika, "Aren't you cleaning up the dirt?"
"Of course. The sewers are a place of filth and dirt." Marika spread her hands. "Just when I was in despair, Elizabeth found me."
Franka: "Oh, it's a very hopeful scene!"
"Don't eat my precious memories!"
"Don't worry, I won't eat up the memories. I just shared some of them with you."
Marika looked down at the double of her sister, whom she had killed. “That was the brightest moment of my life. She was the rain of hope.”
Franca: "But you were planning to use her and then betray her at first, weren't you?"
"You Furu, you can even eat my thoughts from so long ago?"
"No, that's what you're thinking now. You're thinking that you were going to use her at the beginning and then throw her away after you were done with her."
Marika: "Yes, that's true. But... Your Highness is the sun, and she can melt even the most stubborn ice. So I'm not worried at all that she won't be able to win the king's heart. She has the magic power to bring spring back to dead trees."
"You suddenly changed direction?" Franca was shocked. "I thought I was listening to you talking about a revenge drama."
"Of course it's a revenge drama. My enemy, the drow, was employed by your father, the former Duke of Langdon. Your Highness did his best to help me track her erratic whereabouts. Finally one day, I got accurate information that she would enter the castle at night and report to the old Duke."
Franka: “And then you succeed.”
"Yes. But the guards of the entire castle were alarmed. With nowhere else to go, I came to the princess's bedroom and prepared to say goodbye to her."
Franka's color turned red, indicating nervousness: "And?"
Marika: "Then the princess pulled me into bed. I was wearing blood-stained leather armor and had several wounds on my body. But Her Highness held me like her beloved stuffed bear. In the end, we fooled all the guards and the maid who came to check on us.
"But the next morning, Mrs. Meili found me..."
"Who is Mrs. Mary?" Franca asked.
"The head maid of Landon County is also the princess's nurse. She stared at me for a long time before issuing a series of instructions, asking the loyal maid to clean my wounds and change me into clean clothes."
Franka: "Won't the maids betray me?"
Marika: "Mrs. Meili has great popularity among the maids. No maid would betray me, who was staying in the princess' bedroom, against her will. This is simply unimaginable in the society of drow elves.
"I was taught that loyalty is ridiculous, and that drow elves will always take actions to gain the greatest benefit for themselves. But in the princess' bedroom, I saw the power of loyalty.
"I am determined to repay Her Highness Elizabeth's kindness with my loyalty."
Franca: "Well, she took you in. Even though you caused her a lot of trouble, she was still willing to take you in. Elizabeth is really kind."
"Yes." Marika looked up into the distance and suddenly found that the holy light in the direction of the square had become stronger.
She quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know. But suddenly kind thoughts burst out, I think it might be the king and Lily who have returned, and of course your Elizabeth."
Marika: "Your Highness was never 'mine'."
Franka: "I see. So, if your sister is not dead, will the drow continue to be our enemy?"
"Yes." Marika said in a deep voice, "The drow elves worship chaos more. They are very happy to see the whole world in chaos. Then they can take advantage of the opportunity to reap the benefits. I think at least my family - the evil beings with the same blood as me, will definitely get involved in the future salvation crisis."
Chapter 395 The Rescue Team Meets Again
Wang had just returned to the central square of the floating island at this time. He circled around the square before getting off Xiaobai's back and walking in front of Oscar.
"well enough?"
Oscar pulled his clothes to cover the wounds on his body: "It's okay!"
Wang smiled: "You must pay attention to the wound, wash it with alcohol and then apply herbal medicine to prevent inflammation."
Oscar showed a look of fear and glanced at the nuns who were treating the wounds in the middle of the square.
No matter how mighty and strong a man looks, he will start howling as soon as strong liquor is poured on his wounds.
Many people still called for their mother.
Many of the nuns in charge of bandaging the wounds were children from the island who came to visit. They put on a headscarf and pretended to be temporary nuns.
Some girls reached out and touched the heads of the howling men: "Good boy, you are very brave. You can face such a fierce enemy. It only hurts a little bit."
Wang and Oscar watched the scene together. He scratched his head and said, "Well, if you go over there, you can just bury your head in the nun's chest and cry as much as you want."
Oscar said angrily: "No way!"
At this time, Flint staggered over with a glass of wine in one hand and a lute in the other: "You are finally back! After using alcohol to eliminate the enemy's 'source of troops', the situation is under control.
"The biggest problem now is that we can't use healing spells. Some people have already started to have a fever."
Lily, who was still riding on Xiaobai's back, said, "Be sure to clean the wound thoroughly. Fever is usually a sequela of wound inflammation."
Flint asked seriously, "What is wound inflammation?"
Lily: "The wound festered. I mean, a lot of thick fluid flowed out. Uh, cell fluid. No, it's a sticky, foul-smelling liquid."
Flint's expression was serious: "Isn't that the human body's self-cleaning? Flushing dirt out of the body?"
Lily looked up at the sky: "Oh my god, why is the medicine in this plane with healing spells all like this?"
Wang: "At least the medical science in this dimension has not yet developed to the point where cancer can be cured by surgery."
Lily: "Where is the temporary first aid station? I'll go take a look and give some advice on treatment. It should be able to effectively reduce the number of people with fever. In addition, although the healing spell that directly uses positive energy cannot be used, the spell of removing disease, which eliminates germs, can still be used."