Stop, I'm about to become a boss!

Chapter 82 Reading Comprehension

In the small lounge, the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Both Linton and Charlene stared at each other, not knowing how to write the opening remarks for the prologue.

But in the end, it was Linton, the elder, who broke the silence.

Seeing the girl still standing there in a daze, he said softly, "Your Highness Xia Lin, come and sit down."

"Ah."

Perhaps it was because there was only one person to face now, and Charlene's behavior was not as tense as before.

After she sat down on the sofa, she even carefully looked at the man who was extremely strange to her with her beautiful eyes.

Linton noticed her gaze and said with a smile, "Your Highness Charlene, you seem... not very afraid of me?"

The girl blinked and whispered, "You are a good person."

As soon as these words came out, Linton was completely stunned.

He has lived for so long, and this is the first time he has been issued a good friend card.

"Why do you say that?" Linton asked curiously, "Should we meet for the first time?"

If Charlene was some kind of undead creature, then he could understand why she said that, but the girl was obviously an ordinary person with completely normal body functions, and there was no such option at all.

However, Charlene didn't seem to know why, and said blankly: "I don't know either, but it's very familiar."

"You mean, I feel familiar to you?"

The girl nodded.

Linton patiently said: "How familiar is it? Like the relationship between you and your mother, or with that lady outside? Or like someone you met on the road with a special appearance that left an impression on you? "

Charlene thought for a while and said, "Like Donna."

"Who's Donna?"

Charlene pointed to the door.

"I understand."

Linton finally figured out the relationship.

Charlene's familiarity with herself probably belongs to the area of ​​frequent acquaintances and frequent exchanges.However, due to differences in status or other reasons, they cannot be called friends, they can only be called acquaintances.

Just, why does she feel this way about herself?

Linton couldn't figure it out.

So he upheld his consistent philosophy and put it down for the time being.

But during this brief exchange, he discovered something special.

The girl communicated with herself very smoothly, and she was able to make associations through her own words, and the information after the associations was conveyed very well.

"Your Highness Charlene, you surprised me." Linton said softly, "Because of the reason why you were reluctant to come in outside the door just now and the behavior after entering the door, I mistakenly thought that the next communication with you would not be It was too smooth, but your excellent expressive ability is beyond my expectation, and I have to give you words of praise."

Charlene blushed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Because Miss Wei'er was here just now."

Linton was startled: "Ver? What happened to her?"

"Miss Wei'er." The girl hesitated for a while, "She's scary, very...dangerous."

"." Linton glanced outside the door, then put his head closer to the girl, and asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me what Miss Weier did to give you such an impression?"

"I don't know." Charlene's answer was very simple, "Dad, Mom, everyone, they all said that Miss Wei'er is a very powerful person, so they let me come here to study. But they also said, let me not Make Miss Weier angry, otherwise, she will become very scary and dangerous."

The girl's answer not only failed to solve Linton's doubts, but also cast a mysterious veil on Weier's image in his heart.

Shaking his head, he didn't continue to struggle.

So far, not only has Wei Er not brought him any threat, but has been helping him.

Although out of curiosity, he is very interested in Miss Elf's identity and background, but he also knows what "degree" is.

He can properly explore, but not in-depth pursuit.

Besides, no useful information can be obtained from the child.

After a pause, Linton brought the topic back to what he needed to do.

"His Royal Highness Charlene, do you know what needs to be done to guide magic perception?"

Charlene nodded: "Trust the teacher."

Linton's words just reached his throat suddenly stopped, and he swallowed them back again.

During the period of silence just now, he thought for a long time how to explain to the girl the things that need to be paid attention to during the guidance in plain language, but the girl summed it up neatly in just five words.

"You are indeed very smart." Linton praised and continued, "So, in order to achieve this goal, we need to get along for a period of time to get to know each other and cultivate trust."

The girl blinked and said in a clear voice: "I trust you very much now."

Linton's words were interrupted again.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "Your Highness, although I am very grateful that you are willing to call me a 'good person', 'trust' is a very heavy word, and it is not something that can be produced just by a one-sided relationship."

"But... I really believe in you." The girl looked a little aggrieved, but her words were surprisingly stubborn.

Such earnest repetition made Linton startled again.

He looked at the girl in front of him again.

Beautiful, delicate, noble, these are her labels, but the most important one is "children".

Maybe, he really thinks too much

In the world of adults, at some point, the word "trust" has almost become a derogatory term. Once you talk about someone trusting someone, in the eyes of others, it will definitely be seen as an inseparable interest between the two relation.

But children don't have so many messy thoughts.

To gain their trust, all you need is a piece of candy, a word, or even a face-to-face meeting.

Linton sighed in his heart: "Sorry."

Charlene waved her hands in a panic: "Why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything wrong."

Linton shook his head, did not explain, but said softly: "Since you are willing to trust me, I will not disappoint your expectations."

He stretched out his hand and looked at the girl gently.

"I am very honored to be the first person you meet on your journey to pursue the mystery."

Charlene met the man's gaze, her face flushed slightly.

She stretched out her little hand that was trembling because of nervousness, and then gently placed it on the man's big warm hand.

Linton lowered his eyes, and his voice was soft and slow: "Your Highness, close your eyes, take a deep breath, relax your mind, and feel it carefully."

Charlene followed her word.

As her chest rose and fell, her emotions seemed to gradually calm down.

And at the moment when her mind was empty, a dreamy picture scroll drawn with the most exquisite skills in the world suddenly appeared in her mind.

The base of the picture scroll is the undulating and tumbling night sky like a wave, with bright stars shining on it, and occasionally a dark and mysterious shadow picks one off and throws it into the mouth, as if savoring the taste.

In an instant, the tide subsided, all the stars suddenly dissipated, and the black shadows were submerged. It was like a magnificent flower that only bloomed for a moment, and it completed blooming and withering in an instant.

The girl subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to grasp that engraved existence, turn it into her own imprint, and engrave it on her soul forever.

But at the moment when she raised her hand, at an unknown time and place, a dazzling glow comparable to a lava sea overturned the star sea with irresistible majesty, and then drove away all the darkness.

"That is."

Linton, who was the guide, also saw the glow in the space of consciousness.

It was also at this moment that he was very convinced that the folk story that the princess was the chosen one was true.

The majesty attached to the light is unparalleled, and everything in the world is subject to it.

because.

- It comes from the gods.

In the divine revelation of the Truth Society, Linton once personally felt the deterrence from the gods.

In the sky, overlooking the ground.

This gap is comparable to a dimension, and no matter how determined the mind is, it is impossible to raise any intention of resistance at this moment.

At the same moment, Linton finally understood why the girl felt familiar to him.

Although I don't know what that mysterious light did to me at the time of the revelation.

But one thing is for sure.

It has brought a special power to itself.

And this power also comes from the gods.

It is normal for gods to be familiar with each other.

— but it's not a good thing.

In the scriptures of the Truth Society, the Lord of Flowers is directly portrayed as the villain who persecutes Allah.

Obviously, the two will never be in the group chat of "love each other as a family" together.

Therefore, Linton does not want to continue the guidance at all now.

And after that, he declined the request no matter what.

Anyone can do this task, but it can't be him anyway.

Otherwise, the ghost knows what will happen when the self carrying the power of Allah collides with the power belonging to the Lord of Flowers.

Linton has already compiled the words of excuse in an instant, but the premise is that he must first withdraw from the sea of ​​consciousness belonging to the girl before he can deliver it to Wei Er.

However, Hikari did not give him this chance.

No matter how fast a person is, it is impossible to go faster than the speed of light, even if that person is now in an unreal world.

Therefore, when he saw his body being swallowed by the light, all Linton could do was sigh.

"Ruined."

When Linton opened his eyes again, he with self-awareness obviously found that he had not returned to the normal world.

The earth is still the earth, but the sky belongs to the upside-down ocean.

There were waves of spray, but they did not turn into rain and fall.

Looking around, there was no one around him, but there was an extremely gorgeous palace in front of him.

Linton had seen it.

It belongs to the royal family of the kingdom of flowers.

However, no matter in the past games or in the current reality, this palace is a restricted area that cannot be entered. No one can see the palace with their own eyes except relying on the pictures taken by the BUG boss in the forum to observe the location. complete everything.

So, why am I here?
Could it be that.
"A dream again?"

Linton felt he was on the verge of PTSD about dreaming.

Worship is a dream, listening to divine revelation is a dream, and now it is a dream to guide people to perceive magic power.

Do all of you gods rely on dreams to rise to power? !
Talking about these slots in his heart, Linton took a step towards the depths of the palace.

Although I don't know why I appear here, it is obvious that the key point is not on him.

He had never been here before, and the photos that were circulated on the forum at that time were only glanced at and praised a few times. How could it be possible for the dream to reproduce the perfect details that even the lines on the floor tiles are clear?

So it's clear that this dream belongs to someone who frequents this area.

After entering the palace, Linton originally thought that it might take a long time to find the way by himself, but maybe the dream itself felt that the workload of completely replicating the palace was too much, so after entering the door, there was only one way leading to the exit.

So he walked along this road until a thick wooden door with many patterns blocked his way.

Linton tried to push the door, but found that it didn't seem to block outsiders at all, and it opened with a touch.

He walked in, looking around subconsciously at the same time.

The light in the room is bright, the space is open, the interior is simple but gorgeous in terms of materials and patterns, including white bed sheets and gauze curtains, all of which have flower patterns that belong to the royal family of flowers.

In addition to the furniture, there are two people in the room.

But what is different from the reality is that the girl is puffing her face and crossing her hips, ordering the lady named Donna who had a relationship with Linton to read carefully in a childlike voice.

Seeing the man come in, Charlene didn't seem very surprised, she just yelled coquettishly: "Teacher, I order you to learn flower arrangement for me."

Linton: "."

Charlene's words are much smoother than the occasional intermittent situation in reality, but they are used to issue orders
It is indeed full of majesty, even more than Remi.

But one thing to say, when Linton looked at the girl in front of him, he always felt a little familiar.

She was wearing a white shirt inside, an off-white coat on the outside, an emerald brooch pinned to her chest, and round-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose.

Except for the obvious features of the blond hair, Linton almost thought that the person in front of him was not Charlene, but Miss Elf.

"You obviously say you're afraid, but subconsciously, do you still want to be like Weier?"

Seeing the girl looking at him suspiciously, as if surprised why she didn't follow her order, Linton stroked his chin, thought for a while, and said, "Your Highness Charlene, I don't know how to arrange flowers, can you give me another one?"

"So it is."

Charlene didn't doubt the man's words. After thinking for a while, she bent down and found a book from the pile of books, then ran to Linton and handed it to him.

"Then, come and help me read."

Linton took the book, flipped through it casually, and found that the words on it were unexpectedly clear.

It stands to reason that the words seen in normal dreams of human beings should be garbled characters, and they will be completely forgotten once they wake up.

If this happens, probably the girl has memorized the contents of the book thoroughly, right?

Without knowing the current situation, Linton decided to follow the girl's mind first.

"...Oh no, you can't insult us like a lunatic and teach bad children. If you want to be crazy, go crazy alone, don't try to harm us"

Charlene shook her head and listened to Linton's reading aloud. When he finished reading a paragraph, the girl put on a fierce expression.

"Tell me why this man insults people like a lunatic and what it means."

Linton: "."

He finally understood why girls forced others to study in their dreams.

If it were him, he might have to pull out the person who wrote this book and ask, what were you thinking when you wrote this paragraph.

Putting down the book, Linton sighed, "I don't know, Your Highness."

"Hmph, idiot."

Charlene raised her little head proudly, and then explained in detail the historical background behind this passage, the creator's situation at that time, and finally the meaning generated by connecting the context.

Linton never expected it.

Time-traveled, time-traveled into the game, and still need to do reading comprehension? !

　Thanks to "My hands are really sinful", "Zixuan Youmeng" and "Book Friends 20210919025947958" for their rewards, thank you very much! !

　　(ps: Originally, I wanted to finish writing this episode at once and post it, but as I wrote it, I found it was a bit long unexpectedly, so I will post another chapter later, but it will be very late, maybe I can see it when I wake up tomorrow?)

　　
　
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