Four Split Personalities

Chapter 2617: Chapter 1237: Deadly Game · Continuation (XIII) - The Path to Survival_2

Motan nodded: "Is it okay? Will there be any danger?"

"If the person next to you is Maeve Xiangluan, I’m afraid you’d have to stick your head out just to observe the outside situation."

Double Leaf chuckled, raised her eyebrow and said, "But with my prowess, I can definitely let you watch a live broadcast safely and painlessly."

[If Maeve Xiangluan was next to me, by now I would’ve mastered even the shape of her chest.]

Motan coldly sneered in his heart, then cooperatively showed an expectant expression.

"[Eye of the Mage], one of the most basic and least potential arcane magic spells."

Double Leaf curled her lip, raised her left hand, placing her slender forefinger on her left eye, then stretched out her right hand, summoning a foggy mirror between the two: "But if you understand the spell deeply enough..."

[Deep enough and you’d be promoted to an Epic, what’s it got to do with you.]

Motan casually remarked internally but cooperatively asked aloud: "What would happen?"

"You could develop some highly practical new functions."

Double Leaf snapped her fingers, and the fog-shrouded mirror between the two gradually distorted and within seconds transformed into a clear wide-angle picture: "Like this~"

The perspective is a high-altitude overlook, a crystal clear 720P image, and the content is a group of heavily armed Gray Lizard Hunting and overseers using extreme violence to forcibly remove a forbidden plant, while its Claw-style vehicle is on passive defense throughout, simply put, constantly generating new, menacing, slippery tentacles from surface ’wounds’, tightly restraining itself, like a young giant squid fiercely resisting in front of the marauder.

"This picture..."

Motan swallowed with some difficulty, his face stiff: "It always gives me the illusion that we’re the bad guys."

Double Leaf chuckled, shook her head: "Don’t say that, if you observe carefully, you’ll find this little cutie is actually quite beautiful, you know, I deliberately didn’t let it grow teeth for aesthetic reasons."

Motan laughed bitterly and pinched his brow, dryly saying: "Honestly, when we first met, I was quite frightened by those two flowers of yours..."

"Really? You seemed quite calm then, Mr. Haru Kuttata."

Double Leaf mischievously chuckled, not waiting for Motan to respond, gently patted the branch behind her, lazily shifted the topic: "This child can probably hold out for another five minutes or so, beyond that time, it won’t absorb enough nutrition."

Motan frowned, silenced for a while then gently nodded: "It’s enough, if we leave now, five minutes should..."

"If we leave now, this kid will be torn to shreds in thirty seconds by those damned lizards, then you will be torn to shreds too, and as for poor Maeve, tsk tsk, she might die in some even more tragic way."

Double Leaf suddenly glared viciously at Motan, grinding her teeth: "You really don’t have a shred of sympathy, saying such overly mean words to sister Maeve before, is that your true self?"

Motan innocently shrugged, with a bitter laughter: "I had no choice, if the Maeve Lady in front of me was indeed herself, and happened to be in such dangerous mental state, explaining the situation in a relatively tough way was my only option, really, Double Leaf, your acting was too convincing."

"Mutual understanding."

’Maeve’ affectionately raised her hand to caress ’Haru’s cheek, with a smile: "You’re not bad either, Mr. Frank, don’t tell me all Bards are as versatile as you."

’Maeve’s bright eyes became particularly profound.

"I chose to become a Bard, rather than following a path planned by someone with good intentions, mainly because of my longing for the characters in the stories."

Frank then shifted his gaze, gently said: "In the stories, whether heroes or ordinary people, their lives are far more exciting than what I’ve experienced, so for a long time... eh, nevermind, in short, although I don’t quite think like that anymore, if I have to play a role from a story, even if it’s brand new to me, I would use my imagination to interpret someone well."

Double Leaf rolled her eyes, casually asked: "The person who made you change your mind, I bet, surely must be our Diana, right?"

"She’s the most beautiful story."

Frank subconsciously curled his lips, his eyes shining with happiness and brightness: "She’s the only reason for me to portray ’Frank Hughes’ well."

Double Leaf snorted, without a bit of smile in her eye: "Heh, you speak as if you aren’t Frank Hughes."

"Frank Hughes is the role I was born into, I have no right to refuse him, but I’m not obliged to like him either."

Motan’s tone was calm and indifferent, as if he wasn’t discussing himself.

Well, although indeed it wasn’t himself...

"Hehe, I always thought you were committed to making others feel that you ’don’t have any story’, dear Frank."

Double Leaf smiled meaningfully, but didn’t continue exploring Frank Hughes, instead casually said: "Back to the topic, if you aren’t too stupid, you should have one or two cards at hand, right?"

Motan shifted his gaze back to the ’broadcast’ between the two, nodded slightly: "Hmm, if it’s just to buy time, I still have some means."

Double Leaf lightly waved her hand: "I’m not talking about dealing with those guys outside, before we meet up with everyone, you don’t need to move a finger."

"Understood."

Motan didn’t show any surprise, simply responded calmly, as he said before, Frank Hughes had considerable trust in Double Leaf standing by his side.

"Divine Arts is a very interesting strength system, although I never had the chance to delve deeply into this thing before, after obtaining ’Maeve Xiangluan’s body, I’ve gleaned some interesting contents."

Double Leaf closed her weary eyes, said lightly: "And this ’barrier’ we’re in now is one of my research results, its main functions are only two, one is the ’self-repair’ ability you see now, and the other is excellent burrowing ability."

Motan promptly lowered his head in thought, muttered softly: "You mean... burrowing?"

"Yes, actually a few minutes ago, it already completed this task."

Double Leaf leaned against the branch behind her, said lazily: "And the reason I haven’t transitioned you right away is just to recover a bit more energy, and discuss what we should do later."

Motan stayed silent for a moment, then suddenly made an ambiguous comment: "Haru Kuttata has a poison needle hidden."

"Oh?"

Double Leaf didn’t open her eyes, just faintly nodded: "Continue."

"Although I’m not gifted at poison-making, based on his notes... if it hits the target successfully, even an Epic Strong would be affected."

Motan gently stroked his wrist guard, whispered: "I understand what you mean."

Raising her little hand to wipe sweat off her forehead, Double Leaf opened her eyes and smiled warmly at Motan: "So, even if the opponent is Fourteen..."

"They would surely be significantly affected."

"What do you need?"

"Environment to ensure this needle hits him successfully, and..."

"What?"

"Finishing blow after the toxin takes effect."

Chapter 1237: End