RNP Chapter 617 "Leave it to me"
Chapter 617 "Leave it to me"
"Master Demon Swordsman..."
The moment he heard this name, a hint of helplessness emerged on Chang Ming's face, while Funina turned her head slightly, as if she was trying to hold back a laugh.
Chang Ming himself pretended not to be embarrassed, but in fact, his toes were already digging into the three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment - no, to be more precise, he was about to dig out the Mo Mang Palace.
As if he could no longer hold it in, Chang Ming sighed softly, and then said slowly:
"You don't have to call me the Demon Swordsman. Just call me by my real name, Chang Ming."
Hearing Chang Ming's words, An nodded obediently, and Chang Ming even thought that the child would obey him in the next second. As a result -
"Yes! All right, Master Chang Ming the Magic Swordsman."
She got herself a big one.
"..."
Chang Ming smacked his lips. Seeing that the communication was fruitless, he then looked at the duck standing next to the little cabbage - that was Al.
"How is your condition now? Are you injured?"
"Thanks to the respected demon, Mr. Chang Ming, for caring about me. I was not injured because during the dark days when I was fighting those evil minions, I had the strength to continue fighting when I thought of Little Cabbage and An."
"Thank you, noble warriors, for coming to help for a just cause. If I had the same slender arms as you, I would definitely take off my hat and salute you at this moment!"
Al immediately responded to what Chang Ming said. Although it was filled with all kinds of useless adjectives, in a sense, as long as he could call his real name, he could endure any amount of nonsense.
Also, why does this guy sound like he wants to join the party? Isn't this too pure?
Hearing Al's extremely formal reply, Paimon scratched his head and said, "Uh... there's no need to be so formal..."
"However, there is one thing I am quite curious about." Paimon said as he looked at Cabbage Patch and Al who were standing together.
"Why is the brother of the sparrow a duck? I thought it was a bigger sparrow or something..."
Paimon scratched her head as she spoke. It was obvious that she didn't understand what the nature of these two creatures meant.
“Why a duck? Does the definition matter? I have a flexible body, a steel will, and flippers that are good at treading water. I am proud of it, and that is enough.”
"And little cabbages are little cabbages. The sphere is the closest to perfection and the most complex shape. I am also very proud of my sister!"
"Really...Brother, what are you talking about..."
Hearing Al's words, Chang Ming's mouth trembled slightly, and an indescribable expression appeared on his face.
If he didn't know that the guy in front of him was actually an "illusion" based on the existence of the Sleeping Place, he really wanted to take this guy away to Mo Mang Palace to be a motivational lecturer.
Pigeons (in every sense of the word), as long as you are here, the spirits of the employees at Mo Mang Palace will probably become really, really good.
Although the probability of depression itself is not high, but... the existence of this guy is estimated to make many people less stressed.
You really know how to talk (sigh).
Looking at the "two brothers and sisters" chatting happily in front of him, An shook his head gently and continued:
"The members of the Narcissus Cross Adventure Group have different forms and identities, but our goal is the same! We want to save Princess Lilith and defeat the dragon Narcissus!"
Hearing Ann's loud call, Al nodded calmly.
"Well said. For me now, I just need to know that the one standing before me is a noble and powerful magic swordsman and knight, who has a strong will strong enough to defeat Narcissus. That's enough."
"Generally speaking, the stronger the willpower, the larger the body needs to be as a container, just like Narcissus. However, although the willpower of these magic swordsmen and knights is similar to mine, they are..."
Having said this, Al stopped talking, as if he felt that there was something he couldn't say next.
Chang Ming curled his lips helplessly. To be honest, he now felt that the title of Magic Swordsman might be difficult to remove from his head.
"But then again, everyone has been talking about Narcissus, but as of now... we don't seem to have seen him?"
"Hmm... Knight Paimon, look! On that tower over there is the dragon Narcissus! It's the one on top of the tower where Princess Lilith is sleeping!"
As An spoke, he stretched out his pitifully short little hand and symbolically pointed at the water-colored "dragon" perched on top of the tower.
"Uh...why does it look like another form of the Pure Water Spirit?"
Paimon tilted his head and complained quietly to Ying beside him.
Ying nodded in agreement, "It seems... it is true?" Then she looked at Chang Ming who was thinking beside her, "Chang Ming? Have you found anything?"
"If I must say so, it is just another demonstration of the idea I proposed before."
Chang Ming nodded slightly, and he became more and more certain about the situation here.
"It can be said that as long as I get close to that tower, everything that happens here can be solved in an instant."
"Eh?! It's only been a short while, Chang Ming, and you already have a solution?!"
Paimeng looked at Chang Ming with some surprise, as if he didn't understand why this guy could always give him a little shock every time they met.
"Well, although it's a bit crude... it can easily get the most effective information."
Chang Ming nodded slightly, then turned to look at Carterpilla and Seymour behind him.
"I'll leave the research to you two. The rest..."
As he spoke, he once again spread his black wings, and a flash of black flame appeared in his eerie black and red eyes.
"Just leave it to me."
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Oh, I'm exhausted. I'm going to take a day off on the first of next month. Let me tell you all first that Tomato has been causing a lot of trouble recently and it's a bit overwhelming for me.
I was originally thinking about whether I should try writing another original book here, but now I see... forget it, I don’t want to be paid to write a book.