maid war

Chapter 214 Green's Story

Green: "That happened when I was in junior high school. At that time, due to family reasons, I transferred to a school called 'Night See Mountain'..."

"Well, I'm sorry, did you lie?" The brass dragon couldn't help but said.

Green: "...This is art processing! Art processing! Do you understand!? Also, please turn off [Detect Lies] when listening to the story! This is the most basic!"

"Oh..." The Brass Dragon honestly turned off his lie detection.

"Ahem~" Green cleared his throat and continued to tell the story, "That happened when I was in junior high school... There was a female classmate in the class who was wearing an eyepatch... I have always been curious, why did everyone I can't see that girl..."

Brass Dragon: "Misha is a ghost, right? Are there no mages or priests among the teachers?"

Green frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "I felt very strange, so I ran to ask the teacher... The head teacher at that time was my mother's sister, that is, my aunt Lianzi, and the deputy head teacher was a person who didn't smile at anyone. The pastor...At that time, Aunt Lianzi's attitude was very strange, she just warned me not to approach her, and she refused to say anything extra...Misha looked completely the same as ordinary people, I felt very strange, so I quietly followed She came to her house..."

Brass Dragon: "Huh? Misha's family runs a doll shop? She is really an undead, right? Is it the latest invention of a necromancer?"

"Shut up!" Green glared at the brass dragon, "Just listen to the story quietly!"

"Oh." The brass dragon became quiet obediently.

"...I went to church and asked the pastor if anyone with a blindfold had died recently...and then when I went back to school! Tragedy happened!"

"What!? Misha turned out to be human!?" The Brass Dragon was startled by the sudden unfolding of the plot, "But, why did everyone pretend not to see her? Could it be that she is the child of the curse? No! You went to Go to her house, her house is normal."

Green touched his throat and stomach: "I'm hungry, haven't the drinks and food come yet?"

Brass Dragon: "What's going on? Why do those students pretend that they can't see Misha?"

Green: "I'll talk about the next plot later. I'm hungry."

Facing the madman Duan Geng in front of him, the Brass Dragon had the urge to slap him to death!But when he thought that if he was shot to death, the follow-up plot would really never be seen, so Brass Dragon could only endure it.

The brass dragon took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "Food and drink? Wait a minute!"

After speaking, the brass dragon rushed out like a gust of wind!
"Kikasi! I asked you to deliver some human food and drinks, why haven't you delivered them yet!" Outside the cave, the dragon's roar echoed throughout the golden garden!The angry Long Wei plunged the entire golden garden into chaos.

The powerful sound waves echoed in the cave, making Green's ears ring and his eyes dazzled, and he couldn't even cast a silence spell.

"This is really fatal!" Green covered his ears and it took him a while to recover.

Not long after, the brass dragon flew back again.

"Food!" A roasted camel was placed on the stone table with a bang.

"Drink!" Two barrels of wine were placed on the ground with a bang.

All oversized.

"It seems that there are no knives, forks and plates..." Green cast his eyes on the pile of treasures of the brass dragon, "Master of the Garden, lend me two plates for eating."

"Here." The brass dragon readily took out two plate-shaped "snacks" and handed them to Green.

Green took out the dagger from his waist: "Kitten, come here, this is yours." Green cut a small piece of meat and put it aside.

Green's familiar black cat jumped next to the table, and then looked at Green pitifully: "Meow~"

"Okay, I understand." Green reached out and picked up the black cat and put it on the table.

The black cat obediently began to eat food.

"Shakea, come, let's eat together." Green called to Shakea.

"I'm sorry." Shaqia bent down slightly and sat down next to Green.

"What about the story? What about the next story?" The brass dragon couldn't help asking.

Green: "Let's talk about the story after dinner."

The Brass Dragon looks at Green the way some readers look at the author of The Eunuch.

I really want to fuck him!But I was worried that the smoke would break, so the following story followed him to meet the gods.

With an extremely troubled mood, the Brass Dragon took out a few lumps of gold from under his butt, stuffed it into his mouth, and started eating it.While eating, he stared at Green with angry eyes.

For some reason, Brass Dragon suddenly felt that the snacks that used to be very delicious became a bit tasteless.

After a long wait, the Brass Dragon finally waited until Green put down the dagger.

Green: "Where were we talking?"

Brass Dragon: "Someone died in the school, and Misha is actually human!"

"Well, next..."

Green continued to tell the story slowly.

In this "undead are weak chickens" world, pure ghost stories are not worth mentioning at all, so this story chosen by Green is a mixture of suspense and horror.After slightly modifying the name and settings, it was taken out.

It has to be said that Green's choice of material is very correct, and the brass dragon has been completely attracted by this story.

It's a very long story.

When Green told the ending, the Brass Dragon was shocked!

"This... the ending is actually like this!? Aunt Lianzi is actually an undead!?"

"If you like this story, please give me some rewards." Green shamelessly asked for a reward.

"Here!" The brass dragon grabbed a handful of "snacks" and stuffed them into Green's arms, "Do you have any other stories?"

"I have a lot of stories." Green looked at the time, "But it's getting late now, and it's almost time for us to say goodbye."

"Hey, let's tell another story~" The brass dragon seemed very excited, as if he was reluctant to leave Green like a child-in fact, his age is really not that old among the dragons.

"I have a lot of interesting stories in my head, but it's too difficult to tell them all. So I'm going to Lisbon, because I heard that there is a spell that allows the user to transfer the words and Patterns projected onto paper. With that spell, I could write stories down quickly. I'll send you some in the mail when I write them down and publish them."

"Well..." The brass dragon seemed very confused.

"Then, let's say goodbye." Green hugged a pile of gold and silver jewelry and left the dragon's nest happily.

(End of this chapter)