Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 149

Leviathan sat silently next to him, looking at the girl sleeping soundly on the bed.

Tyrion has not come in again except for delivering a basket of fruit just now. Leviathan checked this room, and it was isolated by an unknown ability. It was like a cover, and the people inside could not get out.

This is something to be expected. Leviathan would have used the same method to imprison a useful guy.

Leviathan took a deep breath and once again picked up the dagger in his hand.

This guy named Yadi is already dead. After being chopped down by the cavalry, she moaned on the ground for half an hour and then gradually died. Her body was buried under Leviathan's watch. It was so dead that it absolutely could not exist. A case of misjudgment.

So, who is this guy?

Leviathan pressed the dagger on the quilt she was covering. It was a very good dagger. The whole body was made of rare metal. It only needed a slight pressure to penetrate her heart.

She will die without any pain while sleeping. Leviathan is confident that he can do better than that cavalry and will never let her moan in despair before she dies.

This is good, so that he doesn't have to betray Ouyue and let her continue to suffer.

"She is not Yadi, this is just a disgusting copy." Leviathan whispered softly, as if talking to himself: "She is already dead, yes, she is already, dead."

As he spoke, he pressed the dagger down, but just after piercing the quilt, he took the dagger back as if he was frightened.

Leviathan covered his head and gasped for air.

Yadi's death has always been a knot in his mind. After her death, Leviathan will become as indifferent to life and death as it is now, and does not care about pain.

It was her own incompetence that led to her death. It was because of her own incompetence.

She is so good, Leviathan has studied and lived with her for nearly ten years, and every other team member wants to bring the two of them together. If she hadn't been dead, maybe the engagement would have been made long ago

But the elf who was supposed to be the bride died, and the elf who was supposed to be the groom came to a desperate place. This is the northernmost point of the human race. To go back is equivalent to crossing the entire human race, which is an almost impossible task.

Obviously this is such a good elf, she should be dressed up beautifully and sitting on the treetops playing the piano. How could I kill her again?

Leviathan looked at the dagger in his hand and closed his eyes slightly.

"Leviathan, you can't make mistakes." He whispered: "Don't forget your last name."

"Leviathan" Suddenly, he heard the light sound like a bird's song. He opened his eyes and saw Yadi looking at him with glass-like eyes.

Leviathan's pupils contracted. At this moment, he wished he had seen it wrong. Those eyes were clear and transparent, seeming to reveal vitality without losing intelligence. Those are definitely not the eyes that a summoned object can have. This is a living thing, at least not a puppet like a living corpse.

Because how could a puppet have such smart eyes?

The two elves looked at each other for probably half a minute, neither of them knew what to say to start.

Finally, after Yadi realized that there was only one layer of quilt covering her body, she silently shrank into the quilt, revealing half of her face. There was a trace of blush on her face, but after a while, it turned pale.

"Am I dead?" Yadi said softly, "Is this also a dream?"

Her voice was so weak, like a newborn child.

"Yes, you are dead." Leviathan suppressed his desire to touch her head to comfort her: "You died a few years ago."

"Then why am I here?" Yadi's eyes dimmed little by little: "Here, where is it?"

"You don't need to know." Leviathan took a deep breath so that he could hold the handle of the knife tightly and not let go: "You returned to this world because of some misunderstandings, and I want to send you back now."

Yadi was stunned for a moment, looking at Leviathan's sharp face and remaining silent.