I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Book Artist: Invader?

The photo posted by a group owner showed a slightly thin girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with gray hair.

She looked very refined, wearing a smart training suit. She had a long sword in a sheath on her back, which looked very conspicuous.

but.

Equally conspicuous is the halo above her head, which is the mark of an invader.

Curly: Green invaders, so rare!

That's right, the halo above the girl's head is green. It's a vibrant green, and a bit unsettling. However, this sense of unease is purely psychological; in reality, this intruder is completely harmless.

Hatchet Girl: What a cute girl, let’s grab her and hang her up first.

Book Artist: Phew, you're worthy of it! But her introduction says she's from the Demon Hunter plane. Does anyone know where that is?

Lazy Kitten: I know, I played with her! .

741 Ciri's Conflict

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Have you played it?

Book artist: Oh my goodness! Luo Luo, this is a lot of information!

Curly: Damn, you're a beast! Wait, you're like a cat now? Oh, that's okay.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Did I turn into a cat because I did such a beastly thing?

Lazy Kitten: Shut up, don't go too far! The play I'm talking about is not the kind of play you think of! Day after day, my mind is full of weird thoughts!

Hatchet Girl: I don’t think we are weird, it’s you who expressed yourself incorrectly.

Book Artist: So, what kind of game is it?

Lazy Kitten: I've played her game character before! The Witcher 3, don't you have this PC game over there?

Skirt-lifting maniac: No, never heard of it.

Chi Lian Fairy: I don't even have a PC here.

Miss Beaver: What are PC games?

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: It's computer console games. Oh, and the popularity of computers in Hermione's area should have just begun, right?

Miss Beaver: I know about computers, but we don't have any at home.

Illustrator: I rarely play PC games either, so I wonder if we have any here. And judging by the name, it should be a European or American title?

Lazy Little Kitten: Yes, it’s European and American style.

Foul-mouthed Man: Tsk tsk, you all should know that I have no interest in playing games. Unless they are games for adults, they are only for adults.

Curly-haired guy: You can just say directly that you are a pervert. There is no need to beat around the bush.

Skirt Uplifter: Is this game fun?

Lazy Kitten: This game is great, a AAA masterpiece. Not only are the graphics exquisite, but the plot is also very coherent. There are two storylines: one follows the protagonist, and the other follows the protagonist's daughter, the girl from An Ran's brother's side.

Book artist: What you said sounds a bit empty. Can you be more practical?

Lazy Kitten: What?

[Hint: This is an actor who uploaded his memory "The Witcher"]

This is an actor: that's what she means.

The illustrator of the book: An Ran Sang is the one who understands. This cat has no vision at all.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Don’t be so demanding. I’m just a lazy, useless cat after all.

Lazy Kitten: That's too much, guys. But An Ran has also played The Witcher, I didn't expect that.

This is an actor: I also play these games to kill time when I am bored. However, among these games, this one is the one I played the longest and left the most impression on me.

Lazy Little Kitten: Indeed, the death of the old witcher in the final battle still bothers me.

This is an actor: I am more conflicted about Kayla's death, after all, I killed her with my own hands.

Lazy Kitten: Pfft, you chose this route? Hahahaha, didn't you read the guide?

This is an actor: I never read guides when playing games.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Oh my god, I took a look... This is really a typical European and American game style, but the plot is really exciting.

Miss Beaver: So, this Ciri came to our world because of the ancient blood's ability to travel?

It's an actor: Yeah.

An Ran replied in the group chat, but on the surface, he remained lying on the stone bed, deep in sleep. Not far away, Xili approached him cautiously, her emerald green eyes revealing a hint of vigilance.

It was not until the girl saw An Ran's true face in the dim light of the fire that her vigilance turned into shock.

An Ran, lying on the stone bed, had smooth black hair and wore a sky-blue robe. His fair skin shone a hint of orange in the firelight. In Ciri's eyes, the young man was so handsome that he didn't even look human.

Swallowing, the girl reached out and touched the man's forehead. "There's warmth and the texture of flesh. Is he actually a person?" she said softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing him.

But her hand did not stop, and it moved from her forehead to her cheek. Ciri realized that she could not stop at all. Her skin was even better than that of a woman!

As she thought about this, she froze. Damn it, was she going to be straightened by this young man in front of her? No way, what should she do?

Taking a deep breath, Xili resisted the temptation in her heart and withdrew her hand.

Ever since she began to develop feelings for men around the age of fourteen, she'd always felt that only women were her type. This might have been due to the time she was hunted when she was ten, which gave her an inexplicable resistance to developing relationships with men.

of course.

She had to admit that she had developed some affection for the elven sage Avallac'h who had helped her during this period, but it was just a good impression.

But when facing the young man in front of him, a strange and special wave of emotion arose in his heart. If Ciri guessed correctly, this should be the feeling of being moved.

"This doesn't feel bad, does it?" Ciri exhaled, reaching out to touch the boy's cheek again. The warm touch made her body tremble. "But, isn't he a little too young? He's just a child... Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate for me to do this?"

He muttered this, but his hands didn't stop moving at all.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl seemed a little unsatisfied with her hands. She lowered her head and looked at An Ran's lightly closed eyes, a slight blush on her cheeks. "Just a little bit, it should be okay, right?"

Licking her lips, the girl leaned her head closer, pressing her forehead against the other's. Was she like a prince in a fairy tale now?

But before she could put this thought into action, she suddenly saw a pair of eyes like black gemstones facing her. Those pupils were like cold stars, like black holes, as if they wanted to suck Ciri in completely, making it difficult for her to extricate herself.

sluggish.

After being stunned for several seconds, Ciri finally reacted, stepped back a few steps, and raised her hands. "Sorry! I just wanted to..."

"Your arm seems injured." An Ran didn't dwell on what happened just now. She tilted her head and asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"

742 Ciri's Ingenious Imagination

hiss.

After the boy's reminder, Ciri finally felt a piercing pain in her left arm. The injury was serious, probably at least a fracture.

But her attention was completely attracted by the young man in front of her, and she didn't feel any pain at all! It was amazing, and it also showed how deeply Xili was mesmerized when she saw Anran.

Thinking of this, Xili felt her face flushed with heat, and she tried to save her image. "I..."

But the boy didn't intend to pay any attention to him. He took out a bandage from the side drawer, walked up to Ciri, grasped his arm with one hand and gently pulled.

With a crisp "click," Ciri felt the pain ease a lot. Immediately, the boy began wrapping the bandage around her arm. "Try not to use this hand lately."

"Okay, okay!" Ciri instinctively nodded in agreement, completely unaware that she had been led astray by the young man before her. Only after he finished wrapping the bandage did the girl whisper a thank you.

pat.

Still ignoring him, An Ran turned on the light in the room. The whole room instantly became brighter. Ciri also instinctively squinted her eyes in the bright light and asked in surprise, "You, you are a wizard?"

The world of The Witcher is somewhat similar to medieval Europe, before the emergence of the steam revolution, let alone the modern electric age.

In Ciri's eyes, being able to light up a room in an instant could only be achieved through mysterious magical means. But if the other party was a wizard, then his appearance and age could not be taken seriously.

After all, in their world, witches who have lived for hundreds of years can still maintain their girlish form.

"I guess so." An Ran gave an ambiguous answer. He couldn't be considered a traditional wizard, just a true god who could control magical power at will.

But his answer seemed to have a different meaning to Ciri. She thought he was lacking confidence or had low self-esteem? A wizard with no talent?

Having made this judgment, Ciri's eyes took on a hint of pity. "A person's worth shouldn't be judged by their talent."

She was actually comforting herself?

An Ran raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit amused and helpless. However, he didn't explain, but nodded and said in agreement, "You're right, I've let it go."

really.

The other party's admission made the pity on Ciri's face even more intense, but she quickly suppressed it completely and introduced herself seriously: "My name is Falja, nice to meet you."

Ciri lied. She didn't dare reveal her real name in this unfamiliar environment.

After all, her real name is a big trouble for the entire demon hunter community. All forces are looking for her, and it would be bad if the young man in front of him was implicated.

"My name is Anran."

"An Ran?" The pronunciation of the Chinese characters was a little awkward for Xili. She had never heard such strange pronunciation in her life. "Is this your home?"

"Yes."

"So, what about your family?"

"I have no family in this world."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

"No need to apologize."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end and the atmosphere seemed to become a little awkward.

"I, that..."

In this delicate atmosphere, Ciri was silent for a moment, staring directly into the captivating eyes of the young man opposite her, and said with a stiff upper lip, "Can you please stay here for a while? I'm sorry, I know it might be a bit abrupt for me to say this now, but..."

"Go out this door, the second room on the left is for you."

"But I'm being hunted by my enemies, and I'm really at my wit's end." Ciri suddenly realized what was going on. "Uh, what did you just say? You're willing to let me live with you?"

An Ran nodded in confirmation, then asked doubtfully, "Being hunted by enemies, are they very powerful?"

"Very powerful." Ciri took a breath and said frankly, "They are the most terrifying enemies I have ever seen in my life. They are very dangerous."

An Ran was almost amused when she heard what Xili said.

Of course, he knew who the enemy the other party was talking about. It was the final boss of The Witcher 3, Eredin, the King of the Wild Hunt.

In the game's introduction, this final BOSS is indeed very awesome.

A native elf, the cavalry captain of Ain El, possesses unimaginable strength and the power to travel through time and space. Throughout the demon hunter plane, the Wild Hunt is also legendary and is known as a "legendary" existence.

But in reality, apart from these mysterious auras, this guy is just a swordsman who can transmit power. And in terms of swordsmanship alone, he may not even be as good as most demon hunters.

These guys can also be called the most terrifying. An Ran really wants to laugh.

But yes.

For Ciri right now, Eredin and his Wild Hunt can indeed be called the most terrifying. After all, Ciri hasn't encountered Vilgefortz of Logevin yet.

This person is the one who brings her the deepest despair.

If Geralt and Yennefer hadn't come to the rescue at the critical moment, this girl would probably have become a ruthless breeding machine.

Seeing An Ran fall silent, Xili thought that she was afraid, so she quickly said, "Don't worry so much. I'll only stay for a few days to recover from my injuries and then leave. They shouldn't come to our door in just a few days."

"Just do as you please." An Ran stood up and said calmly, "Wait a moment, I'll go prepare dinner."

Can you actually cook?

Ciri stared at An Ran's departing figure with her eyes wide open, her heart filled with amazement. This was truly rare, a wizard could actually cook for himself?

Even if the other party's talent is not good enough, a wizard is still a wizard after all!

In Ciri's world, even wizard apprentices were considered superior. Full-fledged wizards were honored guests of honor in every kingdom. How could such beings even need to cook for themselves?

But it must be said that, apart from his wizarding identity, it was a real plus for a man to be able to cook. Seeing that he was so thoughtful and would prepare dinner for her, Ciri was so touched that her heart almost melted.

She had already decided that no matter how bad the other person's cooking was, she would desperately eat it! For no other reason, she just didn't want to let the other person down with his kindness!