I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 369 1.23 30 Paper Cutting
"I knew it wouldn't be that simple, but I never expected it to go through such a long and complicated process, just to make the infighting between players more legitimate. This dungeon must have had a tough time." Beltias said sarcastically, his tone indifferent, seemingly not caring much.

"To find the truth behind this copy?" Mu Yegui asked thoughtfully.

“Lan Xiao might know a lot. Should we find her? It seems that even if we find her, she won’t tell us. Perhaps we should use a more forceful approach…” Bertias pondered, her slender fingers stroking her chin.

Her cool, silver eyes were fixed on Bertias, who was completely covered by a gray cloak, with only his pale fingers visible. Suddenly, she said something inexplicable, "Has Bertias always been like this?"

"Hmm?" Bertias was slightly taken aback and turned to look at her in confusion.

Mu Yegui took two steps forward, reached out and gently removed the hood that covered him, revealing his beautiful, silky, long blue-gray hair.

“The first time I saw you, although it wasn’t me, I heard your declaration through those eyes and those ears. You said your name was Berthias, and that you would stand on equal footing with us and speak to us in the future. If you became the crown prince, you asked us to grant you a request.”

Because it was Mu Yin's memory, and Mu Yin didn't even care about the memories of people he didn't care about, this was a conversation between Mu Yegui and Bertias when they first met.

Bertias looked shocked.

"Why didn't you admit it from the beginning?" He took a step back, frowning, his expression showing a hint of disbelief.

"Because Xiaoyin doesn't remember things she doesn't care about, I had to search through my memories for a long time before I found it." At that time, she deliberately kept a special note and wrote it down in a special way.

“So that’s how it is… I’m sorry… To you, I’m probably just a clown… Let’s forget what I said before…” A struggle flashed in his blue-gray eyes. He slowly turned his back to Mu Yegui and reached out to pull his hood up again.

"I will wait for the day you become the crown prince. I have accepted your request." Mu Yegui stared intently at his retreating figure, which seemed to be avoiding her gaze, and said softly.

Bertias's body trembled slightly.

“When you introduced yourself, you used the term ‘human,’ so carry on with your idea. Even if you’re not truly human, you can still be a person. When you’ve made up your mind, come find me in the royal city.” Mu Yegui finished speaking and turned to leave.

Bertias stood with his back to the receding figure, silent for a long time before letting out a long sigh and muttering, "That's true..."

That was the only time he spoke out of defiance. He gave up when Mu Yegui initially denied it, but now that he thinks about it, it doesn't seem so bad to suddenly have a guiding light when there are no goals.

the other side.

Ling Tong followed the guests toward the city lord's mansion, holding a sword in one hand and gently twirling a silver, openwork palace bell with spider lilies hanging from the palace sash with the other.

A pleasant bell rang out.

Ling Tong paused slightly, instantly creating distance between herself and the paper crowd. Her already unsmiling, exquisite face suddenly darkened, her long, narrow, golden-orange eyes narrowed slightly, and the touch of vermilion at the corners of her eyes carried a unique and alluring charm.

The thumb of the hand holding the sword twitched slightly, and the next second a cold light flashed. He gripped the hilt of the sword that had suddenly been drawn and held it slightly in front of his face to block it.

The swords clashed, producing a cold sound.

Ling Tong slightly raised his eyes to look at the person who attacked him.

The woman had short, curly blonde hair that barely reached her shoulders, and her emerald eyes coldly stared at Ling Tong. She wore a blue and white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and held a short sword in one hand, attacking Ling Tong.

"Lan Xiao," Ling Tong said calmly. Lan Xiao took a step back, then leaned forward again, stabbing at Ling Tong from another angle.

"You made a deal with the owner of the instance." Although the details of the deal are unknown, there is no doubt that Lan Xiao wanted to kill him.

Ling Tong blocked Lan Xiao's attack with her sword, but because she was too worried about getting hurt, her movements were slightly slow.

"Is there a problem?" Lan Xiao asked dismissively.

Without attempting to attack again, she took a few steps back and decisively threw away the short sword in her hand.

She heard the sound of flapping wings, and then she saw five or six beautiful black butterflies gracefully flying over. They accompanied her, and rather than being pets, they were her most loyal apostles.

The butterfly fluttered its wings, scattering specks of phosphorescent powder that shimmered with a black light, giving it an eerie and mysterious feel.

Ling Tong was slightly taken aback, sensing a dangerous aura, and took a few steps back to distance herself from Lan Xiao.

“I’ve heard a rumor that if the crown prince of this world signs a contract with an apostle, he will gain the power and abilities of the apostle, and it may even increase many times over. Judging from your expression, it seems that this is indeed the case.”

Are butterflies apostles?
It's just unknown where these butterfly apostles come from, and why they possess such great power.

"It's not that simple." Lan Xiao lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, as if mocking herself.

"I paid for this with my life. From the moment I became the crown prince, from the moment I signed the agreement, I was already dead." Lan Xiao reached out and touched his chest, where there used to be a warm heart, but now it was cold and had stopped beating.

She never thought about becoming the crown princess, let alone dying.

People with bad luck should never try to gamble on luck, because they will only receive bad news, not good luck.

She listened to that person and tried to change things, so she saved her teammates in another instance, but her teammates pushed her out and abandoned her to run away alone.

Then the swarm of black butterflies surrounded her and began to devour her flesh. If she hadn't been saved by a man who suddenly appeared with a wine glass at his waist, she would probably have been eaten away by the black butterflies and left only as bones.

However, this was only a temporary respite from danger.

The swarm of butterflies, carrying deadly poison, corroded her flesh, and she could feel her life slowly slipping away.

In a daze, she heard the man say that if she used a special method, she could survive. At that moment, she didn't think about anything and reached out her hand to him.

So she did indeed 'survive', signed a contract with the Black Butterflies to become their master, obtained the Crown Prince item from that instance, and successfully became the Crown Prince.

only……

The heart has stopped beating...

She was actually already dead.

(End of this chapter)