Chapter 1303: Chapter 1274: Daphne’s New Profession
“Black Sword?”
Upon hearing this na, an inexplicable tremor arose in Li Chen’s heart, accompanied by a strange sense of familiarity.
It was as if he had heard it sowhere before.
“What’s the matter, Mr. Li Chen, have you heard of this na?” Sulin, who was beside him, seed a bit concerned about Li Chen’s attitude and couldn’t help but ask.
“It’s nothing.” Li Chen shook his head.
Seeing that Li Chen had no intention of continuing, Sulin didn’t mind and proceeded with the explanation.
“According to our original plan, we will engage in a decisive battle with the Demon Clan’s army outside the city in three days,” Sulin said. “We were worried about your condition before, my queen, so we hesitated with the plan. Now that you’re here, we needn’t worry anymore.”
Patricia nodded in agreent with Sulin’s words.
When facing others, Patricia was clearly not as casual as she was with Li Chen, instead appearing extrely indifferent, with a hidden pride.
That was the unique pride of the Elf Race.
Originally, when Li Chen first t Patricia and even Odelia, he felt the sa impression from them.
But as he beca more familiar with them, that pride gradually faded.
Or perhaps, after becoming familiar, such a thing no longer existed.
To the Elf Race, Cherie was obviously the sa.
“A decisive battle in three days.” Li Chen nodded silently in his heart, then left the eting room with Patricia.
“Patricia, who is this Black Sword? Have you t him?” Li Chen couldn’t resist his curiosity and asked Patricia about it.
Hearing Li Chen call her na directly, Patricia seed a bit surprised, looked at Li Chen, and then replied, “I’ve seen him twice.”
After pondering for a mont, Patricia gave a fairly impartial evaluation, “Considerably impressive.”
If it were soone else, Patricia might have described him as “just a trivial little devil,” but since Li Chen asked, she didn’t hide much.
After all, Li Chen might also be an important ally in three days.
“Have you really decided to stay?” Patricia asked.
“Yes.” Li Chen nodded. “I also want to see what kind of standard the true strong of the Demon Clan is.”
Recalling Li Chen’s previous achievents, Patricia nodded but still cautioned, “Don’t underestimate this Black Sword. Unlike other demons, this guy is particularly strong. Even among demons of the sa rank, few are like him. Even I have suffered a loss at his hands.”
“Oh?” Hearing Patricia say so, Li Chen’s gaze showed even more curiosity.
“I understand.”
Nodding, he refrained from discussing the matter further and entered the city with Patricia.
Sulin was a man with great leadership and keen attention to detail. Upon seeing Li Chen, without Patricia saying anything, he had already arranged accommodations for Li Chen.
This genuinely increased Li Chen’s good impression of him.
However, he also knew that Sulin’s careful attitude towards him was undoubtedly because of his strength.
Perhaps others couldn’t see it, but as a Roar-level expert, Sulin could at least discern so of Li Chen’s capabilities.
By evening, Sulin even prepared so ‘special services’ for Li Chen.
Which Li Chen politely declined.
Late at night, instead of staying in his room, Li Chen went to the rooftop, sitting quietly as he did in the Elf Race, gazing deeply at the moon above.
A feeling impossible to find in the Main World began to linger in his heart.
Loneliness.
Here, no matter where he was, how many friends he had, or how many people respected and thanked him, he was still lonely.
Because this was not his world, nor did it have anyone from his world.
Perhaps there was one, but if that person saw him, they might want nothing more than to kill him to vent their anger?
“I wonder how that guy is doing?” Li Chen suddenly smiled, thinking of Lieu Zhanxiao, believing that soone as powerful as he wouldn’t fear anything even if he fell into the Demon Clan.
The combat power of Huaxia Martial Artists was inherently superior to that of the minor world’s natives, and with Lieu Zhanxiao being a Great Scorching Heat Expert, here, it would probably take a legendary ultimate expert who stepped into the Endless Hell to handle him?
“Endless… the last layer of the Eight Great Hells, what could it be like?”
Li Chen’s thoughts drifted far, seemingly oblivious to the silhouette approaching steadily behind him.
This silhouette moved very lightly and cautiously, not making a single sound even when stepping on the roof, cautiously observing Li Chen’s reaction, afraid of startling him.
Silently, it ca up behind Li Chen, slowly reaching out a hand toward him.
“Snap!”
Then, without turning his head, Li Chen caught it in his hand.
“Clatter!”
With a firm grip, Li Chen twisted the figure sneaking up on him to the front, pinning it down solidly.
“Who?” This ti, Li Chen frowned and asked.
However, he froze as soon as he spoke.
Because he realized that what he had pinned to the ground was none other than the long-missing Little Princess Daphne of the Elf Race.
“What are you doing here, sneaking up behind ?”
Releasing his grip, Li Chen asked, half laughing and half crying.
“It hurts! You big bully!” Daphne shook her arm, which was slightly red from Li Chen’s earlier grip, giving him a resentful look. “Are all humans this rough with ladies?”
“Er…” Li Chen scratched his head in embarrassnt. “Sorry, it’s a natural reflex.”
On hearing Li Chen’s apology, Daphne let him off the hook and said, “Forget it. I just ant to give you a scare… Hmph!”
Li Chen shook his head with a wry smile. “By the way, you haven’t answered my question. What are you doing here?”
Daphne nonchalantly sat down next to Li Chen. “I like it here, so here I am.”
“Alright, alright!” Seeing Li Chen staring at her, Daphne finally answered honestly, “I learned so Healing Techniques and felt bored just staying in the forest every day, so I ca here to help heal the wounded.”
“I’ve saved quite a few people here.” Daphne said, waving her fair hands. “How is it, am I impressive?”
“Impressive, impressive.”
Li Chen put on a big, fake smile and cupped his hands. “You are invincible, I am weak and worthless.”
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