An Fei turned his head and looked at Susanna helplessly. What he said at this time was superfluous, and he could only rely on Susanna to explain. Susanna walked over slowly, motioned An Fei to take Sharil in her arms, and turned outwards. He raised his head, asking An Fei to go out first.
An Fei had just walked to the door with Sharil in his arms, and the little guy quickly followed. After all, the wisdom of the Warcraft was limited, and the little guy was less than one year old. It could only feel that An Fei and Niya seemed to be in conflict. , An Fei was the one who lost in the end. As for why the conflict occurred, it was beyond its understanding. When the little guy walked up to An Fei, he turned around and snorted to show his contempt, and then rubbed An Fei's legs affectionately a few times, appearing very affectionate, as if he was comforting An Fei.
Stepping out of the door, An Fei saw that almost everyone was gathered in the corridor, talking in small groups in small groups. Chris Ding came up to him quickly. An Fei looked at Chris Ding's solemn expression and whispered. Asked: "Are you having nightmares too?"
"Well, I have asked Feiler to go find Mioric and ask him to contact the Magic Guild immediately." Chris Ding frowned and said: "If nothing else, this should be the work of the Necromancer."
"An Fei, don't you have nightmares?" Hui Wei came over.
"No."
"You are the only one special." Hui Wei said with a wry smile.
"Niya doesn't look like she's having nightmares either."
"No way?" Chris Ding showed surprise: "Niya's mental power is negligible to the Necromancer. How could she not be affected?"
"You mean, it's spiritual magic that makes everyone have nightmares?" An Fei asked.
"Well, mental attacks are the specialty of necromancers. Don't underestimate this kind of magic. If a person has nightmares for a long time, it only takes one or two months for his spirit to collapse."
"If that's the case, I think I have a way to deal with this kind of magic."
"you?"
"Doubt me?" An Fei laughed. Compared with the monarchs of the Evil Abyss, this kind of mental attack that makes people have nightmares is simply a child's trick. Although An Fei always plays the role of a man of both sides among the monarchs, A character who goes around trying to please everyone. But his mental power is much stronger than those ordinary evil spirits. As a person who believes that strength is everything. No matter where he ends up, he will never forget to practice.
"No. I just think it's weird." Chris Ding shook his head. The strength of a magician basically depends on the level of magic power and mental power. Since An Fei dares to say that he can deal with this kind of mental magic, he must have certain abilities. He also has a deep understanding of spiritual power, which is a bit weird compared to his unsurprising fluctuations in magic power.
"Huh? Sharil didn't have a nightmare. Look how soundly she slept." Huiwei lowered his voice.
An Fei was stunned and looked down. Sure enough, Sharil's head was resting quietly on his shoulder, with a smile on her face, but there were still tears in the corners of her eyes. The fearful and uneasy expression just now disappeared without knowing when.
"That's not right, Sharil has been having nightmares. Originally, Susanna was going to go on night watch with me. But then she had to go to accompany Sharil."
As soon as An Fei finished speaking, heavy footsteps came from below. Miocic walked up first, followed by a dozen knights. Walking next to Miocic was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. , he should be about forty years old, with white eyes and small pupils. When he takes a look at him, you feel like you are being pricked by needles. Combined with his undead expression, it is really intimidating.
The middle-aged man glanced across the corridor, lowered his eyes and meditated for a moment, nodded slightly, and said softly to Miocic: "There are traces of contamination."
"For you, solving this kind of problem is just a piece of cake, right?" Mioric smiled.
"It's indeed a small problem." The middle-aged man also smiled, but it was better not to smile at all. A face that made people feel numb and smiley would definitely cure the child's night cry. The effect: "Solve it here?"
"convenient?"
"It's okay." The middle-aged man replied as he walked forward. Bravi and Shante, who were the first to bear the brunt, couldn't help but put on a guarded posture. To be honest, the middle-aged man in front of them was not ugly. It's not scary, but its temperament is a bit eerie from the bottom of their bones, making them uneasy.
The middle-aged man took two steps and saw the little unicorn next to An Fei's legs. He was stunned for a moment: "Is that a unicorn?"
"Yes." Mioric replied.
"Is it unnecessary for you to invite me here? Don't you know that unicorns have the instinct to purify themselves?"
"You mean unicorns can cleanse pollution?"
"Nonsense." The middle-aged man replied very impolitely. His expression was even more impolite, and he rolled his eyes at Miocic. However, in the eyes of others, his pupils disappeared completely and looked very... Scary.
An Fei suddenly realized, no wonder Niya didn't have nightmares, and no wonder Sharil slept so soundly now, it was all the little guy's credit.
"Are you the owner of the unicorn?" The middle-aged man turned his attention to An Fei. The little guy always leaned close to An Fei's legs. It was not difficult to guess the relationship between it and An Fei.
"That's right." An Fei nodded.
"Can you sell me the unicorn? Don't worry about the price. Don't be too outrageous. I can satisfy you with anything."
"No!" An Fei replied decisively. He felt helpless. It had only been a few days since he came back, but how many people were already interested in the little guy? But he can't keep the little guy locked up all the time. If he has a dog, he has to go out frequently, let alone a proud monster like a unicorn.
"Don't make random decisions. Your Majesty has been waiting to see the little unicorn with your own eyes." Mioric suddenly said, his face becoming very serious.
An Fei was shocked. With Mioric's strength, he still had to lift Julande out to suppress him. It was obvious that the middle-aged man was an extremely difficult character.
"Am I that kind of person?" The middle-aged man spread his hands: "Mioric, don't just put on a dead face to scare people. We have been friends for many years."
An Fei and others looked at each other, who has the dead face? This guy is really speechless.
"It's because we have been friends for many years that I understand you." Mioric replied calmly.
"Hey, Mioric, you asked me to help, do you insist on talking to me in this tone?"
"I didn't ask you to help. You heard that a necromancer was releasing pollution and came here on your own."
"You...you are so despicable!" the middle-aged man shouted.
"You're so funny!" Mioric immediately countered.
The middle-aged man's eyes shone brightly, and his brown pupils shrank even further. He stared at Miocic unblinkingly, with the look of a vicious wolf about to devour someone. Miocic remained unmoved. Remaining calm, after a while, the middle-aged man was defeated first, his intimidating momentum was also overwhelming, and he waved his hand listlessly: "Forget it, forget it, for the sake of being friends for many years, I will forgive you today. I killed you once."
This sentence sounded a bit insulting to outsiders, but Miocic's personal knights remained silent and their expressions did not change. Miocic smiled.
"Hey, are all your people here? It seems there is a shortage of people, right?" The middle-aged man turned his attention to An Fei again.
Chris Ding looked around: "Niya and Susanna are still in the room, as well as Dairis. I just knocked on the door to wake her up, but she hasn't come out yet. Bravi, you go again take a look."
"Niya? Which Niya?" The middle-aged man suddenly looked nervous.
"It's not the Niya you know, it's his sister, also named Niya." Mioric nodded his chin towards An Fei.
"Is she your sister?" The middle-aged man asked An Fei.
"She's my sister, what? Do you know her?" An Fei didn't know why Mioric lied, but there was a difference between closeness and distance, so he naturally helped Mioric once.
"I don't know, I don't know." The middle-aged man waved his hand.
At this time, Bravi had already called Dairis out. Although Dairis was fully dressed, she was yawning sleepily. Apparently after being woken up by Chris Ding, she put on her clothes and fell asleep again. .
The middle-aged man paused, nodded to Miocic, and then slowly walked towards Dairis: "Little girl, have you encountered anything strange these days?"
"Me?" Dai Ruisi opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at the person who asked the question. It didn't matter. All her sleepiness suddenly disappeared. She took a step back with her hands still on her chest. , it looks like the mantra will be chanted soon.
"Daisi, don't be nervous!" An Fei said quickly.
Only then did Dairis see clearly that everyone was here, including Mioric, and she felt relieved. However, she still did not answer. She walked around the middle-aged man and pressed against the wall towards An Fei. When he came to An Fei's side, he let out a long sigh of relief and patted his chest with his hand.
The middle-aged man still had a dead look on his face and was not angry at Dai Ruisi's impoliteness.
"Daisi, think about it carefully, have you encountered anything strange these days?" An Fei asked on behalf of the middle-aged man. He already understood that the problem should be with Dairis.
"No."
"Think about it."
Dai Ruisi tilted her head and thought for a long time: "In the Violet City... it seems very strange."
"What's going on?"
"That day... I went out to play with Bravi and the others, and got separated from them. I saw a man lying on the roadside asking for food, but no one paid any attention to him. I felt sorry for him, so I bought two pieces of bread. I handed it to him, but he might have been hungry, so he snatched it away and even scratched my hand."